M.D hears Shaddow Stack and the other guy and says, "Well, don't trust goverments from now on. Take it from me."

Dosarmas sees some movement down the Eastern corridor. When you follow the movement you follow the corridor cautiously untill you come to the room at the end. There is rubble and blood everywhere along the walls and floor. When you reach the room you see a Dral in that puke brown of SDA. The Dral seems to be hurt or is cowering one.


BTW, I knew about the gogles, just played along to see what would happen.

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Dosärmas points both pistols at the SDA dral. "Alright, stooge...time to cough up something useful besides that plasma-ichor that passes for Dral blood. Spill it now, and I don't mean your guts!"

Standing up, even on three legs the Dral still seemed unsteady. He taps he chronocom with one fingerlike pod and goes, "Awww it broke." The he begins looking around, "Where everyone go?" Then he hears a voice behind him... It wasn't a nice voice.

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Dosärmas points both pistols at the SDA dral. "Alright, stooge...time to cough up something useful besides that plasma-ichor that passes for Dral blood. Spill it now, and I don't mean your guts!"

Turning slowly Ooot sees a man pointing a gun at him. He had seen enough shows to know what he should do next. Slowly all three hands get raised. He makes no attempt to draw the pistol in the holster at his side. He hears the words but he is not sure exactly what is wanted. "Huh?"

OOC --- not a man, a vrusk...

BIC (not yet aware that the SDA dral is a potential ally) --- "You heard me, what's going on here? Ever since I landed on this rock I've been shot at and beat up by slavers & hoverbikers, followed by a total mind-screw by some cloak and dagger mystery man who seems to be in league with every ally and enemy known to the Frontier. I've had my fill of Sovereign Domain Authority since getting the boot in Zik-Kit, so like I said the first time, SPILL IT!!! What's going on here, and why is SDA all wrapped up in it?"

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BTW as an aside, Shack, I can't seem to get into the wing commander game. It won't let me use the passwords I give it.

OOC: SOrry about that...


The Dral seems to be thinking really hard, "Not know. ess dee aye says you go here... fix." he said with a slight motion to the medkit on the floor. "I go and I fix. This place full of wormys and pirates, but Ooot only told go here... fix."

The Dral is watching the Vursk the whole time and slowly something clicks into place, "Your Qotarmas's son. Uhmm... Uhmm..." He clicks his pod 'fingers' as he tries to pull up a name. "Twoarmas? Doublarmaas?"

M.D. looks around and continues in the other direction making sure Rico and the others doesn't notice him disappearing on them. He decides to make his disappearance.

(OOC) To everyone: I am so sorry to make this kind of post. With Parriah's permission, I'll come back at a later time. I made this post so Parriah won't have to NPC Mad Dog and M.D. made his disappearance before due to his background. I have to take a leave of absence due to real life issues and projects taking too much of my time to make my focus to this game. I hope to return one day. It was fun playing with you guys!

OOC @ parriah --- I'll contact Terl and see if he can't square that away for you.

BIC --- "He knows Q'ortärmas," Dosärmas thinks out loud, motioning to Fafhd. He continues, resisting the urge to squeeze the trigger-bulbs. "That's it, now I really hate him."

Regaining his composure, he continues. "You really know how to make friends and influence people there, Dral. Yeah, that's me. Question is, which Q'ortärmas are you familiar with, the real deal or the simulacrum that was sent here to Evergleem? Either way, I hear there's a bounty out on both myself and my Humma friend here (nodding to Fafhd), what's that up to these days?"

And just to twist the screw once more, "And don't even THINK about making an attempt to collect on it. SDA wrecked my life, and I'm looking for some payback."

Red looks around and says, "Hey anybody seen M.D. since that last bend? He was a little twichy, but I kinda liked his style."

Fafhd says, "I are thinking he will be back sometime."

LugNut lays a companionly hand on Dos's shoulder and says, "Easy miho, let's hear what the bolb's got to say. No? If he knows you, maybe he knows somertrhing we need to know."

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The Dral is still keeping all three hands in the air. "Only know of one Qotarmas. Was boss about a year ago. Cybered very mean. Me not like him much. Glad to transfer away. He had picture of you on his desk. Me remembered picture cause it seemed happy. Qotarmas not happy."

Dosärmas begins to understand the concept of human emotions. If vrusks had measureable amounts of them, right about now he would probably be experiencing the one known as rage. Feeling Lug Nut's hand on his double jointed shoulder, he continues.

"My yaz biker buddy is right. You do know more." He loosens his stance with the guns, but doesn't holster them. "Q'ortärmas has always been about business, and it's never been good business. So tell us something new, something we don't already know."

Whispering to Dos Fafhd says, "I are thinking this are a very simple creature and he are not knowing muich or even none more."

Out loud Fafhd says, "Where are everyone else being. there was being a huge furball, then ghost city!"

Dosärmas responds to Fafhd, "Try and raise them on the chronocoms, Get Euryale down here, she could administer some telol and see if this Soonie knows anything."

Meanwhile, he'll give the dral a look-over to determine if it has any weapons that it may draw against us, or any equipment that may divulge anything useful beyond the SDA uniform and limited info it has been giving us.

There is a pistol in the holster at his side.

The dral ponders the order, 'tell us something new, something we don't already know.'

After thinking a bit he replies brightly, "I also fix robots." That was something he thought they didn't know. But maybe they did, sometimes it was hard to tell these things.