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Charlie wrote:
>
> "What kind of plants do you know about? What you be prepared to know
> with enough gentle persuasion?"

She frowns. "_Gentle _persuasion?."

> "Is there no way I can, ahem, help the process along a bit?"

"I'm sure I could arrange for a 'meeting' with Wendigo if you're in a
hurry. He's _real social and likes meeting new people."
> Charlie

-Wildwind
 
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Laurence wrote:

> "I know quite a few people who could put the SAS into catatonia
> if they wanted to, but the corps that run those places have a
> good idea what they are facing and have the, facilities, to deal
> with such an attack as well as the more standard physical ones."

"Fortunately the companies here, don't. A little bit of terror still
goes a long way."

> Jonathon laughs. It's a rich honest laugh, the kind you would
> find coming from someone that has a strong sense of humour.
>
> "Now that's exactly how it is. Mr Manchester is one of the most
> manipulative beings I've ever come across, but he does it so
> neatly that most people never realise that they've been steered.
> In fact most people never realise they've met him."
She laughs. "The invisible man."


> Jonathon
>
-Wildwind
 
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Wildwind wrote:
> Charlie wrote:
> >
> > "What kind of plants do you know about? What you be prepared to
know
> > with enough gentle persuasion?"
>
> She frowns. "_Gentle _persuasion?."

"Gentle monetary persuasion of course."
Charlie winks.

>
> > "Is there no way I can, ahem, help the process along a bit?"
>
> "I'm sure I could arrange for a 'meeting' with Wendigo if you're in a
> hurry. He's _real social and likes meeting new people."

"Could be interesting. Do I have to believe anything in particular for
this?"

Charlie
> > Charlie
>
> -Wildwind
 
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Laurence wrote:
> In article <Xns95E6ADE4B6D12plrctyky@130.81.64.196>,
> Kylinn <kylinn@kygmail.comky> wrote:
> > Laurence <lb@argonet.co.uk> wrote :
> > > Kylinn <kylinn@kygmail.comky> wrote:
> > >> Laurence <lb@argonet.co.uk> wrote:
>
> > >> > "OK. Har-angue. A forceful style of speech."
> > >
> > >> "Har-poon. Something to stick in people who are pretending
> > >> that other people didn't notice what they said."
> > >
> > > "Har-ass. To badger, persecute or otherwise annoy or
> > > trouble constantly."
>
> > "Har-vest. To reap the results of one's labor." Toby
> > extends his hand.
>
> "Har-bour. A safe place for boats to stay, or to hide or protect
> someone."

"Har-dhead. Dogmatic"

<snip>
> > "If that's wheat you want to do. Since you're afraid, rye
> > would I force you to corntinue? All I can do is accede to
> > your request and acknowledgement of my superior skill."
> > Toby gestures magnanimously.
>
> "It's knot that sow much, moor how the others here wood react. I
> beach you they'd do so badly.
>
> Tsunami and you need something else to talk about."

"May I wave in with my two cents? Perhaps I am being too farm."

<snip>

Charlie

> > > "Heathrow's close. The area's a toxic zone. Not the kind of
> > > place you want to visit unless you've got a couple of
> > > panzers backing you up."
>
> > "If I don't have panzers, will panthers do?"
>
> "I wouldn't recommend them. You really need armour to get in and
> out of there safely.
>
> There are rumours that there's a paraspecies living there that
> has the strength to rip cars apart with its teeth. At least
> that's what it looks like happened to some of the wrecks that
> have been recovered."
>
> Jonathon.
>
> --
> ... Anyone got some marbles for sale? I think I've lost mine.
>
> __ __ __ __ __ ___
> |__||__)/ __/ \|\ ||_ | And isn't your life extremely flat
> | || \\__/\__/| \||__ | with nothing whatever to grumble at.
>
> ...Running the RISC... lbATargonetDOTcoDOTuk
 
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Charlie wrote:
>
> "Gentle monetary persuasion of course."
> Charlie winks.

Wildwind stares at him stoney faced.

> > "I'm sure I could arrange for a 'meeting' with Wendigo if you're in
a
> > hurry. He's _real social and likes meeting new people."
>
> "Could be interesting. Do I have to believe anything in particular
for
> this?"

She shakes her head in disbelief. "A word to the wise, Ve-ho-e. Don't
meddle with things you don't understand."
-Wildwind
Luckily for you I have a conscience.
 
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In article
<1106829456.767515.119310@c13g2000cwb.googlegroups.com>,
Wildwind <wildwindsco@yahoo.co.uk> wrote:

> Laurence wrote:

> > "I know quite a few people who could put the SAS into
> > catatonia if they wanted to, but the corps that run those
> > places have a good idea what they are facing and have the,
> > facilities, to deal with such an attack as well as the more
> > standard physical ones."

> "Fortunately the companies here, don't. A little bit of terror
> still goes a long way."

"I suppose it's a bit harder to terrify someone when they can
find an Abrams Lobster in the runoff tanks or a Lesser Roc
setting up its nest on one of the stacks. All essential
personnel go through regular psychometric testing, offically to
make sure they aren't suffering stress buildup, but it's also
used to reinforce their willpower. Something that's seriously
needed at one place I know, where they've deliberately
introduced some Gloaming Owls.

Don't let anyone tell you that those things are only pro-eco.
The lot that have been put in that processing plant are
definitely tuned to go for greens."

<Snip>

> > "Now that's exactly how it is. Mr Manchester is one of the
> > most manipulative beings I've ever come across, but he does
> > it so neatly that most people never realise that they've
> > been steered. In fact most people never realise they've met
> > him."

> She laughs. "The invisible man."

"Oh, he's visible enough when he wants to be, but he says he
finds it much better if those he wants to work through don't
know who he really is. The first time I met him was when I
discovered that a certain corp wanted to buy up a park and turn
it into a processing plant.

That was bad enough, but there was a cairn in there, I'm sure
you can figure out who ran it, and the corp was DNA. I was, lets
say predisposed towards working against them after a certain
incident a few months earlier, and my corp agreed that this
expansion was not in our best interests.

Unfortunately they had the local gov' sewn up and we were
getting nowhere on cracking it when Mr Manchester showed up with
a rather interesting document. At the time I had no reason to
check him out properly, and as far as I could tell he was just
what he claimed to be, a local academic specialising in land
registry.

Turned out that the document was the original deed giving the
land to the city. There was one very interesting clause in it,
that the land must always remain open for the people of the area
to use for recreation and rest.

We got the document authenticated and presented it, not to the
local board where we wouldn't have trid cover, but to the
regional assembly. They have some serious publicity available,
and the right to overturn any decision made by a lower tier of
gov'. Once they had the original document they informed the
local crew that any attempt to sell or give away the land to any
private body with the aim of removing public access to the area
would result in a local election, with the incumbents barred
from standing.

DNA went away quietly, pretending that they had no interest in
the park. They were probably hoping that they could come back in
a few years and syphon it up, but then my corp, working through
one of the many independent corps that in reality we own, put in
a reasonable bid for the area, with the intention of
refurbishing the park and making money off sales of food and
drink, hire of boats, the usual. One thing we didn't specify in
the plans was that a certain area of the park would be left to
the maintenance of, another group. Other subsidiaries of ours
snapped up a lot of derelict and rundown property in the area,
before our intentions with the park became publicly known.

The gov' accepted our bid, actually they jumped through hoops to
get us to take it, and signed over the land. So far we haven't
actually made a profit out of that part of the deal, but with
vandalism and such dropping in an area around the park, and some
improved security, the properties in the vicinity have seen a
serious increase in value. We are selling some of them off
slowly, to individuals and corps that have aims that we and our
friends can live with. The rest are being turned into places for
our cover companies, housing for people who work for companies
we own, I'm sure I don't have to tell you the details.

I expect that we will make something like a 500% profit on the
total deal in the next ten years. Not bad for something that
started out as a simple blocking manoeuvre."

Jonathon

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.... My other neighbour is quiet.

__ __ __ __ __ ___
|__||__)/ __/ \|\ ||_ | And isn't your life extremely flat
| || \\__/\__/| \||__ | with nothing whatever to grumble at.

....Running the RISC... lbATargonetDOTcoDOTuk
 
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Wildwind wrote:
> Charlie wrote:
> >
> > "Gentle monetary persuasion of course."
> > Charlie winks.
>
> Wildwind stares at him stoney faced.

"I mean I would make any deal more than worthwhile."
Charlie is looking a little put off.

>
> > > "I'm sure I could arrange for a 'meeting' with Wendigo if you're
in
> a
> > > hurry. He's _real social and likes meeting new people."
> >
> > "Could be interesting. Do I have to believe anything in particular
> for
> > this?"
>
> She shakes her head in disbelief. "A word to the wise, Ve-ho-e. Don't
> meddle with things you don't understand."

"Sorry, didn't mean to offend."
Charlie
> -Wildwind
> Luckily for you I have a conscience.
 
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Wildwind wrote:
> Charlie wrote:
> >
> > "Gentle monetary persuasion of course."
> > Charlie winks.
>
> Wildwind stares at him stoney faced.

"I mean I would make any deal more than worthwhile."
Charlie is looking a little put off.

>
> > > "I'm sure I could arrange for a 'meeting' with Wendigo if you're
in
> a
> > > hurry. He's _real social and likes meeting new people."
> >
> > "Could be interesting. Do I have to believe anything in particular
> for
> > this?"
>
> She shakes her head in disbelief. "A word to the wise, Ve-ho-e. Don't
> meddle with things you don't understand."

"Sorry, didn't mean to offend."
Charlie
> -Wildwind
> Luckily for you I have a conscience.
 
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In article
<1106780819.493274.279540@f14g2000cwb.googlegroups.com>,
Charlie <jonathan_downie@yahoo.com> wrote:
> Laurence wrote:
> > In article
> > <1106692891.354454.273990@c13g2000cwb.googlegroups.com>,
> > Charlie <jonathan_downie@yahoo.com> wrote:

> > > "The order said something about a nonorganic lifeform.
> > > Know of any?"
> >
> > "Non-organic? That eliminates everyone in here as far as I
> > can tell. And apart from the odd spirit or elemental I've
> > never met a totally nonorganic lifeform. I've met a few
> > beings that have come close though with all the cyber
> > they've stuffed into themselves."

> "I was told there was some sort of robotic spider. I have a
> contact called Wilf who said to give the spider, or was it
> spyder, 25000 1mm zinc pellets on a no downpayment deal."

"Robotic spider? That sounds interesting. I've often wondered if
my corp could have some intel gathering stuff made to closely
resemble insects.

If someone has made one I'll have to put it forward seriously."

> > > "Portal"

> > > Nothing happens.

> > > "ahem. PORTAL"

> > > More nothing happens.

> > Jonathon looks on interestedly.

> "It's really frustrating when this happens."

"Is it a common problem?"

> > > He turns back round.

> > > "erm, I appear to be stuck here for a while. Could you
> > > suggest something to make time pass quicker?"

> > "Well, if you tell a story you get a drink for free. After
> > that I think you have to buy them normally, or get someone
> > else to buy them for you.

> "I don't do anything normally. I'm not sure how much gold I
> have in storage. Hold on."

> He puts his suitcase on a table and opens it up.

> "Catalogue."

> A piece of yellowing paper appears in the main compartment.
> he shuts the case.

Jonathon watches the procedure.

> "Precious metals, precious metals. Ah, here we are. Silver,
> 3thou metric tons, bronze, figurines only, awaiting
> collection. Gold, one metric tons plus several gold objets
> d'art modelled on the Renaissance style. One life size gold
> model of the David statue, awaiting corresponding item. One
> miniature golden boat, out of sale time limit, not wanted by
> owner, reverts to company. Oh and one gold medallion.

> Would that be enough?"

"I doubt if inflation is that bad here. That amount of gold and
silver would keep most of the Centro drunk for several weeks,
and we have some very serious drinkers in there."

> I really must clear my stock."

"Sounds like a good idea. The one time I really needed to have a
large spending power without access to my normal credlines, I
bought up a lot of gemstones. It's amazing how little space a
million creds takes up in that form.

I had enough with me to have a large building built, to keep me
and the rest of the team in a luxury hotel for the best part of
the year it took to make sure the building would be built, buy
transport, hire drivers, just about everything really, and all
without putting any unsightly bulges in my suit.

I still tend to carry a few hundred thou in that form."

> > I'm sure you won't die of boredom."

> "Oh I have found plenty easier things to die from. Have you
> heard of the Ebola virus?"

Jonathon has to think for few seconds.

"Ebola. Mid to late 20th. Quite a nasty little bug. Not a patch
on the stuff that came later, but bad enough for the tech of the
time.

You contracted that stuff and survived?"

<Snip>

> > "I've not been in here long myself and it's rather chilly
> > out on the moors at this time of the year."

> Charlie gives him a wink.
> "Terribly cold things, moors."

"Especially on a winter's night."

Jonathon winks back.

> > > > "I'm Jonathon Young. Pleased to meet you."

> > > "Charlie Beener, trader at large."

> > "Part of the free enterprise system then?

> "It's only free enterprise when they pay me. My fee
> fluctuates with each deal."

"That's logical, it's almost impossible to calculate the risks
and cost to yourself until you know the deal."

> "I have been paid in gold, kind, food, vehicules, camels etc
> etc. One chief even wanted me to take his daughter as
> payment. Turned her down of course."

It might have been an idea to accept the first deal, there's
always a need for places you will be welcome without question,
and having such a place in the middle of Africa, well it could
be very useful for people who travel a lot. Not that I've done
much travelling outside Merseysprawl for the last few years."

> "Got some nice army fatigues instead. Poor germans."

"Whilst I deplore the loss of life that your comment indicates,
I do appreciate the skill that tribe must have shown to take out
a better armed group."

> > I prefer corporate dealings, but in my non-corporate life
> > I've bought and sold data and material with individuals.

> > Do you have a speciality or do you subscribe to that old
> > Ferengi law that opportunity plus instinct equals profit?"

> "I specialise in what my clients ask me to specialise in. I
> do corporate and individual trades. My favourite kind of deal
> is either a well-paid one of a difficult one. Usually they
> are one and the same."

"Oh yes."

Jonathon nods.

> "I like to find and trade rare things. I have a sideline as a
> military negotiator but that doesn't pay so well, gets
> dangerous too."

"Been there, done that, managed to avoid getting scars, so far."

> "To be honest, I don't usually do profits in the normal sense.
> mediums of exchange change in so many sectors that storing my
> wealth in any one resource would be foolishness."

"Understandable."

> I like to own land, tho'. Most of my oldest clients accept
> that throwing a few acres of prime arable or inner-city land
> will make me work that little bit harder."

"What's that old saying? Buy land, it's not being made any more?

That's not exactly true, we've managed to make a couple of
reasonable sized islands or extentions to existing land, but it
is very expensive."

> He winks. "I also tend to collect things that people forget to
> collect. There is a 30 day time limit on all deals. If the
> stuff gets trapped after that, it's mine."

"Reasonable."

<snip>

> > > "Interesting. How big is this 'corp'?"

> > "We're one of the biggest in the world, but also one of the
> > least known, mainly because we don't actually have any
> > manufacturing or administrative base in our own name. We run
> > on the Competitive Monopolization principle."

> "How does that principle go exactly?"

"Pick an area of manufacture or a specific service, for the sake
of arguement lets say it's Pocket Secretaries. We would slowly
and quietly buy control of nearly all the companies who make
these without letting them know they are all now owned by the
same corp. They all produce basically the same product with
memory, vidphone, appointment scheduling, all the regular stuff,
but each company is then encouraged to improve one or two areas.
Let's say that company A produces a ruggedised version that can
stop a 44 and keep going. Company B decides to produce a smaller
and lighter version with a styling that says, I've made it.
Company C goes for the youth market, their product has a larger
memory and a processor modified to handle trid files, and a case
which looks like it's fallen through a fight between Dali and
Picasso. Company D is for the wanabees, they make stuff which
looks like any of the above but internally is only a cheap basic
model and the price is lower. Obviously we own more than just
those four so a lot of the improvements overlap.

Each of these companies believes it's in competition with the
others so they work to keep costs down and profits high without
having to jack up the prices too much.

What the buyer sees is a wide range of products, each with
different advantages and drawbacks, and all of those with the
case and/or contents they are are really looking for are at
reasonable prices so they tend to buy from our companies rather
than the few independents that are left or one of the bland
clone machines that the corps make for themselves.

We don't make as much as we would if we were to run a straight
monopoly, but the companies are kept healthier becasue they are
still in competition with each other, the economy doesn't suffer
from there being only one supplier, and no one sees the strings.

There are other advantages. If one of the R&D departments makes
a breakthrough, the data is checked and if we can do so without
compromising the company that made the advance, we slip it to a
couple of the others which stimulates the rest to improve their
products as well. Plus the other corps look at the market, see a
lot of strong companies making the product, decide that there's
no way they're going to make a profit in a reasonable time, and
wander off looking for easier prey.

We do have to fight off the odd hostile takeover of one or two
of our subsidaries on occasion. But it's amazing how fast a corp
will back off when it suddenly finds itself facing ten times the
resistance it expected."

> > > Charlie swings his briefcase up and flips it open.

> > > "Got a few outstanding orders here. Nicolame IV needs 3
> > > kilotons of grain with enough trucks to ship them
> > > cross-country. i have an anonymous client who is looking
> > > for some kind of warhead but I can't make out what. Oh,
> > > and I have someone by the name of Nic who wants to sell
> > > panzers for grain, camera tripods and some artillery."

> > "The weapons I definitely can't help you with, G.A. have a
> > policy on that sort of deal, and you don't want to know what
> > they did to the last board member who transgressed that
> > particular rule.

> "Pity. It's amazing what you can get for weapons."

"They have their uses, but the other corps who do sell weapons
are constantly looking for new players moving into their turf,
and we don't want to start a major corpwar. Oh we have an
internal company or three making stuff for our own use, just
like any other corp, but we don't sell."

> > Transporters I could get you fairly easily, although we'd
> > have to get the grain itself elswhere. Perhaps we could
> > extend our links with another corporation that we've been
> > working closely with for the last few years to see what they
> > have, I know they're much more agronomic than we are. What
> > would Nicolame IV have to offer?"

> "He is a multi-dimension specialist and a monarch. He rules a
> small province just on the edge of some galaxy. He told me
> once that he has wormhole technology but I haven't seen it.
> He would be happy to trade the same kind of technology I have
> in my case here."

"It's certainly interesting. I'd have to check with the rest of
the Merseysprawl board and they'll probably bump it up to the ,

> "This thing is actually a portal of some sort. Whenever I put
> anything in it, it transports it to a storge facility that is
> slightly out of phase with the rest of our reality. It also
> includes psychic technology allowing me to recall objects by
> thought only. Although I like to speak it as well."

"Now that last bit of technology could be useful if we can adapt
it to other applications.

Is the system designed to be keyed to one user or can anyone
call it up?"

You can almost see Jonathon's brain making links.

> "The beauty of it is that the portal is totally adjustable. I
> can pull pretty much anything through just so long as I can
> imagine it fitting. It also includes an autocatalogue and
> retrieval system (ACRS2). It never needs organising by any
> human."

"Very handy. It would reduce our need for warehousing, although
it would also make the last run I Johnsoned rather difficult.

Sorry, I acted as a corp hirer of a small team. One of our
subsidiaries had an old warehouse that was full of old stuff
we'd collected in our intermittant disagreements with DNA plus a
load of old gear that was unsellable, and the site would be very
useful for one of the other subsidiaries to expand into. We
wanted to get rid of the DNA stuff in a way that they couldn't
recover it, and to reduce the security costs of stopping them
trying to snatch it back. We had seen a couple of their snoopers
in the area. The costs of doing this normally were prohibitive
though, so I hired this shadow team to torch the place claiming
to be working for one of the competitors of the company who
owned the warehouse.

By the time fire control were finished, half the cost of
demolition had been met by their work, most of the metals were
in a state suitable for recycling, and the local gov' were eager
to agree to the change in use of the site rather than have a
wreck on the edge of one of their improvement zones. Insurance
covered a lot of the rest of the cost and we also managed to
write off a lot of dead inventory so we paid less tax. The
runners were well paid so they'll be willing to work for me
again, pretty much a win-win situation."

> > Jonathon.
> > Don't worry, I'm not hungry. And I have a problem with
> > snacking on food that objects strongly. :)

> Charlie
> I object very strongly to being eaten

Jonathon.
In that case we have no problem. :)

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.... I am Coffee of Borg. Sleep is irrelevant.

__ __ __ __ __ ___
|__||__)/ __/ \|\ ||_ | And isn't your life extremely flat
| || \\__/\__/| \||__ | with nothing whatever to grumble at.

....Running the RISC... lbATargonetDOTcoDOTuk
 
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"Charlie" <jonathan_downie@yahoo.com> wrote:

>
> Wildwind wrote:
>> Charlie wrote:
>>
>>> "Okay then."
>>> Charlie thinks for a bit. He fingers a circular broch
>>> that hangs around his neck on a string. A big red ruby
>>> is haphazardly fixedto
>>> the centre. The metal is visibly rusting around the
>>> edges. "What about hos I got this? Would that get me a
>>> drink?"
>>
>> "Tell the tale and you'll find out."
>
> "Okay then. Are you sitting comfortably?"
> He laughs.

<snip story>

From the kitchen a chunky but well condition woman with short
gray hair emerges. "Sorry, I suddenly came down with a banging
headache and had to sit for a moment. It occasionally happens
when a Gate opens nearby," Jane says.

She looks up at Charlie. "Ah, a newcomer. I heard your story
through the door. You have earned yourself a free drink. What
will it be?"

-Jane Palanis
temporary barkeep
(sorry folks - nothing serious just life, you know?)
 
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Charlie wrote:
> Justine Rogers wrote:

> "Weird. The invoice says to deliver here. Who would send me here on a
> wild goose chase?"
> Charlie has that look on his face.
> "Do you know anyone here with a mischievious side?"

"Plenty, but since they don't seem to be laughing at you, I doubt it was
anything to do with them."

Shane
not-so-rogue mage
 
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Laurence <lb@argonet.co.uk> wrote :
> Wildwind <wildwindsco@yahoo.co.uk> wrote:

>> "Fortunately the companies here, don't. A little bit of
>> terror still goes a long way."
>
> "I suppose it's a bit harder to terrify someone when they
> can find an Abrams Lobster in the runoff tanks or a Lesser
> Roc setting up its nest on one of the stacks. All essential
> personnel go through regular psychometric testing,
> offically to make sure they aren't suffering stress
> buildup, but it's also used to reinforce their willpower.
> Something that's seriously needed at one place I know,
> where they've deliberately introduced some Gloaming Owls.

Toby doesn't say anything, but he gets a thoughtful
look in his eyes.

> Jonathon

-Toby, otter pooka
That's just a challenge, you know.
 
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Laurence wrote:
>
> "I suppose it's a bit harder to terrify someone when they can
> find an Abrams Lobster in the runoff tanks or a Lesser Roc
> setting up its nest on one of the stacks. All essential
> personnel go through regular psychometric testing, offically to
> make sure they aren't suffering stress buildup, but it's also
> used to reinforce their willpower. Something that's seriously
> needed at one place I know, where they've deliberately
> introduced some Gloaming Owls.
>
> Don't let anyone tell you that those things are only pro-eco.
> The lot that have been put in that processing plant are
> definitely tuned to go for greens."

She laughs and says. "You sir, live in a strange place."

<snip>

> I expect that we will make something like a 500% profit on the
> total deal in the next ten years. Not bad for something that
> started out as a simple blocking manoeuvre."

She laughs again. "If you keep that up you'll be able to start your own
'Corp'."


> Jonathon

-Wildwind
 
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Charlie wrote:
> >
> > Wildwind stares at him stoney faced.

> "I mean I would make any deal more than worthwhile."
> Charlie is looking a little put off.

"No thanks."

> > She shakes her head in disbelief. "A word to the wise, Ve-ho-e.
Don't
> > meddle with things you don't understand."
>
> "Sorry, didn't mean to offend."

"You didn't. Just be a little more careful about Spirits or you could
end up being stored in a jar."


> Charlie

-Wildwind
 
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Wildwind wrote:
> Charlie wrote:
> > >
> > > Wildwind stares at him stoney faced.
>
> > "I mean I would make any deal more than worthwhile."
> > Charlie is looking a little put off.
>
> "No thanks."

"Your loss, I suppose."
He waits for a second.
"So what do you do around here?"

>
> > > She shakes her head in disbelief. "A word to the wise, Ve-ho-e.
> Don't
> > > meddle with things you don't understand."
> >
> > "Sorry, didn't mean to offend."
>
> "You didn't. Just be a little more careful about Spirits or you could
> end up being stored in a jar."
"I will bare that in mind."

Charlie
>
>
> > Charlie
>
> -Wildwind
 
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Jane Palanis wrote:
> "Charlie" <jonathan_downie@yahoo.com> wrote:
>
> >
> > Wildwind wrote:
> >> Charlie wrote:
> >>
> >>> "Okay then."
> >>> Charlie thinks for a bit. He fingers a circular broch
> >>> that hangs around his neck on a string. A big red ruby
> >>> is haphazardly fixedto
> >>> the centre. The metal is visibly rusting around the
> >>> edges. "What about hos I got this? Would that get me a
> >>> drink?"
> >>
> >> "Tell the tale and you'll find out."
> >
> > "Okay then. Are you sitting comfortably?"
> > He laughs.
>
> <snip story>
>
> From the kitchen a chunky but well condition woman with short
> gray hair emerges. "Sorry, I suddenly came down with a banging
> headache and had to sit for a moment. It occasionally happens
> when a Gate opens nearby," Jane says.

"Oops sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I tried to reopen but it
seems to be jammed. Any ideas for how I can get back out?"

>
> She looks up at Charlie. "Ah, a newcomer. I heard your story
> through the door. You have earned yourself a free drink. What
> will it be?"

"Bucks fizz: pure orange juice (no bits) and champagne. Oh, I heard
you used to have a nutrimatic machine here. Is it still around? I
recently finished a repair course."

>
> -Jane Palanis
> temporary barkeep
> (sorry folks - nothing serious just life, you know?)
Charlie
-I know the feeling
 
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In article
<1107158339.995873.169330@c13g2000cwb.googlegroups.com>,
Wildwind <wildwindsco@yahoo.co.uk> wrote:

> Laurence wrote:

> > "I suppose it's a bit harder to terrify someone when they
> > can find an Abrams Lobster in the runoff tanks or a Lesser
> > Roc setting up its nest on one of the stacks. All essential
> > personnel go through regular psychometric testing, offically
> > to make sure they aren't suffering stress buildup, but it's
> > also used to reinforce their willpower. Something that's
> > seriously needed at one place I know, where they've
> > deliberately introduced some Gloaming Owls.

> > Don't let anyone tell you that those things are only pro-eco.
> > The lot that have been put in that processing plant are
> > definitely tuned to go for greens."

> She laughs and says. "You sir, live in a strange place."

"I suppose it might seem so if you're not used to seeing a
Sasquatch providing backing vocals for a pop group, or had a
Watcher following you round for a couple of days spouting
incessant comments about your business practices, appearance and
probable ancestry, as happened to a rival of mine a couple of
years ago..."

Jonathon's voice drops to a whisper.

"...didn't cost that much either."

And returns to normal.

"But strangeness is where you find it. I'd find it strange /not/
to have corps where the CEO is a dragon, it just seems fitting
somehow."

> <snip>

> > I expect that we will make something like a 500% profit on
> > the total deal in the next ten years. Not bad for something
> > that started out as a simple blocking manoeuvre."

> She laughs again. "If you keep that up you'll be able to start
> your own 'Corp'."

"I'm Old Money, one of the five richest people in Merseysprawl
according to the trid they did on us last year, my sister is in
the top ten, but then she doesn't seem to have my gift. I still
say they didn't get my good side in that one vid they managed to
get of me, entering the main office at Northern Resolutions.

I have enough cred to qualify as a small corp, not that I use it
that much, and the corp I work with, Grenville-Adams, not to be
confused with Grizzly Adams, Douglas Adams or even Gomez Addams,
although to be totally honest there are some similarities to the
latter in that we can't seem to help making money, puts some
quite indecent stock options my way."

Jonathon
<OOC: Following a couple of very successful in-game ventures
(like making money from stock from a company he'd just given a
major technological advance to) my ST worked out that Jonathon
has 6 dots in resources and is rapidly heading for his 7th! Now
that's scary. It's no longer an issue of "Can I afford that
Panzer to provide cover during the pull out", more one of "Can
you do it in vermillion and if so how long will it take?" :) >

--
.... I am John Cleese of Borg. ...And now for something completely irrelevent: Resistance. Spam is futile.

__ __ __ __ __ ___
|__||__)/ __/ \|\ ||_ | And isn't your life extremely flat
| || \\__/\__/| \||__ | with nothing whatever to grumble at.

....Running the RISC... lbATargonetDOTcoDOTuk
 
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"Charlie" <jonathan_downie@yahoo.com> wrote:

> The Major (retired) relates:
>
>> From the kitchen a chunky but well condition woman with
>> short gray hair emerges. "Sorry, I suddenly came down
>> with a banging headache and had to sit for a moment. It
>> occasionally happens when a Gate opens nearby," Jane says.
>
> "Oops sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I tried to reopen
> but it seems to be jammed. Any ideas for how I can get
> back out?"

She fixes him with a look that only a cop, or a good grade
school teacher can give - it's that look that can gaze into your
soul. Her tone of voice is friendly. "I'm not sure. You've
come from a great distance. This place is semi-intelligent and
has a sense of humor. You may be here a while or you can vanish
at anytime."

>> She looks up at Charlie. "Ah, a newcomer. I heard your
>> story through the door. You have earned yourself a free
>> drink. What will it be?"
>
> "Bucks fizz: pure orange juice (no bits) and champagne.
> Oh, I heard you used to have a nutrimatic machine here. Is
> it still around? I recently finished a repair course."

She quickly strains the orange juice and creates the drink as if
she's been doing this all her life. "Here you are,"

>> -Jane Palanis
>> temporary barkeep
>> (sorry folks - nothing serious just life, you know?)
>
> Charlie
> -I know the feeling

-Jane
 
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Charlie wrote:

> "Your loss, I suppose."

"I'm sure i'll manage."

> He waits for a second.
> "So what do you do around here?"
"I drink beer."

-Wildwind
Beer...MMMmmm
 
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Laurence wrote:
>
> "I suppose it might seem so if you're not used to seeing a
> Sasquatch providing backing vocals for a pop group, or had a
> Watcher following you round for a couple of days spouting
> incessant comments about your business practices, appearance and
> probable ancestry, as happened to a rival of mine a couple of
> years ago..."
>
> Jonathon's voice drops to a whisper.
>
> "...didn't cost that much either."
>
> And returns to normal.
>
> "But strangeness is where you find it. I'd find it strange /not/
> to have corps where the CEO is a dragon, it just seems fitting
> somehow."

She laughs. "A singing Sasquatch, now that _would be worth seeing. As
for the Watchers, i've had a few in my time, they can be a real pain in
the ass!. However they do have some excellent research facilities...if
you can get at them."

> "I'm Old Money, one of the five richest people in Merseysprawl
> according to the trid they did on us last year, my sister is in
> the top ten, but then she doesn't seem to have my gift. I still
> say they didn't get my good side in that one vid they managed to
> get of me, entering the main office at Northern Resolutions.
>
> I have enough cred to qualify as a small corp, not that I use it
> that much, and the corp I work with, Grenville-Adams, not to be
> confused with Grizzly Adams, Douglas Adams or even Gomez Addams,
> although to be totally honest there are some similarities to the
> latter in that we can't seem to help making money, puts some
> quite indecent stock options my way."

Wildwind slaps herself on the forehead. "Sorry, you already mentioned
you were from old money." She laughs. "I'm just old."
> Jonathon

-Wildwind, poor immortal.
Honest.
 
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In article
<1107345064.159655.255860@c13g2000cwb.googlegroups.com>,
Wildwind <wildwindsco@yahoo.co.uk> wrote:

> Laurence wrote:

> > "But strangeness is where you find it. I'd find it strange
> > /not/ to have corps where the CEO is a dragon, it just seems
> > fitting somehow."

> She laughs. "A singing Sasquatch, now that _would be worth
> seeing."

"They're strange beings. Certainly intelligent, and they are the
best mimics on the planet. Let them hear a sound and they can
replicate it exactly. And that includes full choirs and
orchestras. But they don't seem to have any idea of audible
language, it's almost as if the entire part of the brain which
translates sound into language is missing. If you have to talk
to one you use a version of sign language. I learnt a few useful
phrases when I was part of the security team for a Romanta-Goth
group a few years ago."

> "As for the Watchers, i've had a few in my time, they can be a
> real pain in the ass!. However they do have some excellent
> research facilities...if you can get at them."

Jonathon looks puzzled for a second.

"Research... I think our Watchers are rather different. The ones
I'm thinking of are summoned or created magickal entities,
depending on whether you ask a shaman or a mage. When they
materialise they look like giant eyeballs with wings. I'm not
sure how they speak when they don't appear to have a mouth, but
they can do so.

They're fairly simple minded, give them clear instructions and
they will perform them, up to the time their energy runs out, at
which point they disperse or hop back to wherever they come
from. Their main use is for searching an area for someone or
something and reporting back if they find the subject, but they
have proven quite adaptable.

I've taken precautions to prevent anyone doing to me what
happened to my rival, as has he now."

> > "I'm Old Money, one of the five richest people in
> > Merseysprawl according to the trid they did on us last year,
> > my sister is in the top ten, but then she doesn't seem to
> > have my gift. I still say they didn't get my good side in
> > that one vid they managed to get of me, entering the main
> > office at Northern Resolutions.

> Wildwind slaps herself on the forehead. "Sorry, you already
> mentioned you were from old money." She laughs. "I'm just old."

"Not that old my dear. I've met _old_ beings, for example there
was one dragon who claimed, with some evidence, that she was
over ten thousand years old. She certainly looked old, and for a
dragon that takes some doing."

> -Wildwind, poor immortal.
> Honest.

Jonathon.
Disgustingly rich, potentially immortal.
If you want to see what something really costs, try the purchase
price of a house when you could be living in the place for a few
hundred years.

--
.... Look as long as you are systematically disorganised that's just fine.

__ __ __ __ __ ___
|__||__)/ __/ \|\ ||_ | And isn't your life extremely flat
| || \\__/\__/| \||__ | with nothing whatever to grumble at.

....Running the RISC... lbATargonetDOTcoDOTuk
 
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Wildwind wrote:
> Charlie wrote:
>
> > "Your loss, I suppose."
>
> "I'm sure i'll manage."
>

"I'm sure you will."

> > He waits for a second.
> > "So what do you do around here?"
> "I drink beer."

"so what could I do"

>
> -Wildwind
> Beer...MMMmmm

Charlie
Trade - yum
 
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Jane Palanis wrote:
> "Charlie" <jonathan_downie@yahoo.com> wrote:
>
> > The Major (retired) relates:
> >
> >> From the kitchen a chunky but well condition woman with
> >> short gray hair emerges. "Sorry, I suddenly came down
> >> with a banging headache and had to sit for a moment. It
> >> occasionally happens when a Gate opens nearby," Jane says.
> >
> > "Oops sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I tried to reopen
> > but it seems to be jammed. Any ideas for how I can get
> > back out?"
>
> She fixes him with a look that only a cop, or a good grade
> school teacher can give - it's that look that can gaze into your
> soul. Her tone of voice is friendly. "I'm not sure. You've
> come from a great distance. This place is semi-intelligent and
> has a sense of humor. You may be here a while or you can vanish
> at anytime."

"Weird. I have met many semi-intelligent people but few
semi-intelligent bars. Well, not ones that seem intelligent before the
ninth beer."


>
> >> She looks up at Charlie. "Ah, a newcomer. I heard your
> >> story through the door. You have earned yourself a free
> >> drink. What will it be?"
> >
> > "Bucks fizz: pure orange juice (no bits) and champagne.
> > Oh, I heard you used to have a nutrimatic machine here. Is
> > it still around? I recently finished a repair course."
>
> She quickly strains the orange juice and creates the drink as if
> she's been doing this all her life. "Here you are,"

"Thanks. So about the nutrimatic."
He takes a drink.
"Nice bucks fizz."

>
> >> -Jane Palanis
> >> temporary barkeep
> >> (sorry folks - nothing serious just life, you know?)
> >
> > Charlie
> > -I know the feeling
>
> -Jane
 
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Laurence wrote:

> "They're strange beings. Certainly intelligent, and they are the
> best mimics on the planet. Let them hear a sound and they can
> replicate it exactly. And that includes full choirs and
> orchestras. But they don't seem to have any idea of audible
> language, it's almost as if the entire part of the brain which
> translates sound into language is missing. If you have to talk
> to one you use a version of sign language. I learnt a few useful
> phrases when I was part of the security team for a Romanta-Goth
> group a few years ago."

She grins. "A few useful phrases eh?. Like 'My, what big feet you've
got.'"

<snip>
>
> I've taken precautions to prevent anyone doing to me what
> happened to my rival, as has he now."

"The Watchers here are a group of people who do just what the title
suggests. They've been around for a _very long time and have amassed a
wealth of information about myth, legend and the super natural."

"Some of their libraries are a sight to behold." She adds with child
like enthusiasm.

> "Not that old my dear. I've met _old_ beings, for example there
> was one dragon who claimed, with some evidence, that she was
> over ten thousand years old. She certainly looked old, and for a
> dragon that takes some doing."

"I'll have to take your word for that."


> Jonathon.
> Disgustingly rich, potentially immortal.
> If you want to see what something really costs, try the purchase
> price of a house when you could be living in the place for a few
> hundred years.


-Wildwind
{Ooc:You don't have to be immortal to see mad house price rises in the
UK :)]
 
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Jane Palanis wrote:
> "Charlie" <jonathan_downie@yahoo.com> wrote:
>
> > Jane Palanis wrote:
> >> "Charlie" <jonathan_downie@yahoo.com> wrote:
> >>
> >> She fixes him with a look that only a cop, or a good grade
> >> school teacher can give - it's that look that can gaze
> >> into your soul. Her tone of voice is friendly. "I'm not
> >> sure. You've come from a great distance. This place is
> >> semi-intelligent and has a sense of humor. You may be
> >> here a while or you can vanish at anytime."
> >
> > "Weird. I have met many semi-intelligent people but few
> > semi-intelligent bars. Well, not ones that seem
> > intelligent before the ninth beer."
>
> She nods gravely. "This place can be... tricky."
>

"Tricky?"
Charlie opens his case.
"Thaumeter and old green spoon."
A small meter about the size of a regular voltmeter appears along with
a small green teaspoon.
Charlie peers at the meter which is making an incessant clicking noise.
"Strange."
He tosses the sppon into the air. It spins several times and refuses
to drop. It stays up, spinning around the horizontal axis in time with
the clicking of the meter.
"You know what you got here. You got a massive magick undercurrent
along with some kind of reality distortion. Space-time bubble of
summin. Weird."


>
> >> She quickly strains the orange juice and creates the drink
> >> as if she's been doing this all her life. "Here you are,"
> >
> > "Thanks. So about the nutrimatic."
> > He takes a drink.
> > "Nice bucks fizz."
>
> "Thank you. As for the nutrimatic..." she holds up a finger and
> checks under the bar. She unfolds a sheet of paper and studies
> it. "Apparently it's been recalled. Looks like the entire line
> of nutrimatics has been sent back to the factory to be scraped."

"What series was it?"

>
> She frowns slightly. "Hmmm. No refund will be given for the
> one that was here because of unauthorized modifications.
> Paddy's NOT going to like that."

"Lemme guess, vampires wantin' ice cold blood?"

>
> > Charlie
>
> -Jane

Charlie