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OOC: Just got an email from Karl - he's having problems getting connected to EN boards - but hopefully should be back real soon.

Heh. I know! I guess it's been a busy last few days in RL (having same problem on my game!).

Orlando here. And I still have no idea how far away Ft. Myers or any of those other cities are from me. Maybe I should invest in a map?

Waiting on a couple of folks before posting next move...

Spoof, check your email.

Ahhh yes, I remember the Mythic-adventures quite well. Good, good books - not deep by any means, but a fun read.

The paper that Alister read from at the funeral:

OOC: Sure, that's fine. Normally I might not allow that, but hey... it's CoC - you can use whatever help you can come with. A picture of Alan for your viewing pleasure. While he does look somewhat sour in this, it was only because he was not fond of having his picture taken... Please let...

Aiiiiieeeee!! Say it no more! Or you shall summone up ye livlieste awfullness!

The crumpled paper with Alister's computations and what you saw on the draw are similar - but only because they both contain complex mathematics. Alex, looking at Alister's note, you have a brief flash of insight. You recognize a formula very similar to the Einsteinian E=MC squared, but with...

OOC: Randy, you were the only one thus far that has seen the symbol on the drawer.

I've played every super hero game to ever come out. Ok, most of 'em. Here's one thing you should do: The exact opposite of what they did for Brave New World. Ok, ok, that's a cheap shot. But seriously, they pigeon-holed players, and that's a Bad Thing (tm). Champions did things right. No...

"Cripes." Alex sighs, eating more ice cream. "Now we've got space holes in desks? I'm not built for this... I'm a painter, not a physicist." He looks over at Kristof. "What's your major, anyway? What's this sound like to you?" Kristoff takes off his glasses, and begins to wipe them on the edge...

Too late, Randy. As punishment, I'm going to apply a 'Demon Bee' template to your character. I'll tell you the details later - just remember you have a stinger and a hunger for human flesh. Whoohooo! :D PS: Just kiddin', folks.

Bumpety-bump-bump-bump. Need 1 or 2 more people!

I love the creature. Yes, I admit it - I have fallen in love with an incorporeal brain maggot. But I digress. Keep the incorporeal - it's merely a mechanical way to reflect what it is - a malign being of thought. Doesn't mean it's a ghost or any thing like that.

Running Wolf looks at those who are caught in the grip of the tangle wees with a scowl. What sins against the earth have they committed to cause them to be caught so? She thinks to herself. Perhaps I will teach these white men to respect the spirits before this is all over. With grace...

Alex goes to the kitchen, and brings back with some ice cream, chocolate syrup and a spoon. The look on his face, the almost gleeful smile - causes almost everyone to chuckle, or in the case of Kristof, laugh out loud. The tension in the room seems to drain away at that moment. The funeral...

Waiting on Sam.

OOC: Chip? I have to use one, actually. I cannot let that.. thing get away. Running Wolf