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OOC: Reading lasts rounds actions, Gort knocked the last creature off of Cat's Eyes. With his claws, I believe. Which should mean helping Cat's Eyes would be a risky idea indeed. Your summary post makes it sound like there is a distance between them though. Did Gort shoot last round instead...

"Won't even get a damn plaque for this," Professor mutters as he shoots at one of the nestlings that just tried to rip out a chunk of his flesh. "Just, 'Well, dang. Guess we better send out more of them animal fellas next time, eh?'" It was rapidly growing hard to remain optimistic. Only the...

"Seems to me as though there's a better than fair chance that they speak with us just fine. After all, that rock spoke to us back when we first popped through, remember?" Torie juts his thumb back down the path, in the direction of the Stargate. "Admitidly, they might have some special sort...

"Yeah," Torie mutters indistinctly. "But that would mean we'd need some clothing. Hell, a LOT of clothing. And if something went wrong, we'd be up :):):):) creek without a paddle. Hmmmm..." OOC: How long have we been going for so far? In length of time, I mean.

"Sir! Permission to have the unit withdraw?" "Sir, might I firmly suggest we do NOT withdraw?" Professor shouts, trying to find room to back away and fire his gun at the creature at his feet. Damned thing was making his life complicated... "If we leave now, we not only damn the fallen - who I...

*blinks in surprise at the sight of this thread* Huh. Go figure. 'Course, I haven't had much reason to check the OOC section of EnWorld's boards as of late... Anyway. I'm around. I stopped posting because...well...I got bored. *shrugs, a little embarrassed* Sorta thought that game was dead...

Major Ben Torie "Phew," Torie hisses through his teeth, clicking his tongue inside his mouth. "S'like we've wandered onto the set of a bad fantasy movie..." He nods at West's comments, absent-mindedly moving along with him to find a spot to wait and watch for the passerby. It was to be...

OOC: Which is where I wanted to go. And still do.

OOC: I assume you're referring to covering the tracks? Can't find anything else said by McDohl. Not sure if we already did that or we simply covered up the battle signs. Either way... "Not a lot of point, in my mind," Torie grimaces as he slips the radio back away. "We all saw that those...

Professor spins about and fires wildly at the ones approaching from the rear, grimacing as he tries to keep his aim steady. It was times like this that he really wished he'd been born something else.

Major Ben Torie Torie runs a thumb across his jawline, considering West's words carefully. Truth be told, he'd already been debating taking the body back...but he wasn't sure that was a good idea. Sure, the eggheads would no doubt be thrilled to have something to pick over, but they were on a...

Professor uneasily looked around from the relative safety of the middle of the group. He didn't have a damn clue what was going on, but every *beep!* that the motion sensors sent out made him want to scream like a little girl.

Sorry about the delay, but I'm here. *coughs, shifting about with embarrassment* Forgot to move the link for this game into my folder with all my other EN World games and...well...er...like I said in the IC thread, it isn't a very good story.

OOC: Sorry about my absence. It's...well...let's just say it's a long story. And not a particularly interesting one at that. Oh, and a note - I'd prefer we'd kept a body aside. I'd like to take one to the camp. "Well, that wasn't so bad, eh?" Torie says, wiping at the sweat on his face...

Professor has already slung off his backpack and begun to pull out his medical kit. "Naturally," he replies casually as he opens up the case. "Just give me a moment...no doubt letting you lot bleed all over the place won't help our chances any." OOC: I can heal an amazing 1d4 hit points for...

Professor swings his gun first one direction...then another...then another...then another... "Why in the world is our standard issue gun for this mission something completely useless in such an area?" he mutters rhetorically to himself, slowly moving his gun sights about as he tries to get a...

OOC: Wait...assuming I've read this correctly, McDohl and West are 60' ahead of me and Johnson, with the neanderthals 30' further ahead of McDohl and West... Who, besides McDohl and West, can actually tell what is going on? I'd assume the rest of the group further back can't, but you seem to...

"It seems to be as though it would be extremely strange to find them all bunched up together," Jack says calmly, pushing his sunglasses further up the bridge of his malformed nose. "Furthermore, to do so would quite likely damage the foundation of the surrounding area above - which could...

So it'd appear. Wonder how that happened...

"With your permission sir, we will head straight… well north if our compass are correct. We will move into the woods there about 1 klick and set up base camp. Do you have a call sign you would like to use sir?" "Feh," Torie says, waving his hand dismissively even though SG Team 2 can't see the...