**********AT ATTENTION**********
<Phantasm> @@
<Tempest> @@
<Takillya> @@
<Soar> @@
<Dante> @@
<Fusion> @@
<Hazard> @@
**********SIM BRIEF***********
BACK AT BASE, THE TEAM IS RECOVERING FROM THE FIGHT AGAINST THE ACOLYTES, AND EXPLAINING THE SITUATION TO THOSE THAT MISSED IT. MILAN IS IN THE MEDLAB RECUPERATING FROM HAZARD-INDUCED WOUNDS AND A SWIRLIE
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SCENE> SCATTERED WHEREVER IN AND AROUND THE BASE AND ITS GROUNDS, THE DAY AFTER THE FIGHT W/ THE ACOLYTES
TIME> 11 AM
<Fusion> ::Snoring, dead asleep in his bed, buried underneath a mass of covers and pillows::
<Hazard> ::sits in the living room with his feet up on the table in front of him, munching on popcorn and watching tv:: Yeah.. Forgive and Forget baby! and cut back on the twinkies momma..
<Takillya> ::sits down with Haz::
<Dragon> ::sips her coffee, raising an eyebrow at Haz::
<Takillya> so, Haz, can you tell me somehting?
<Dante> ::is sitting in the kitchen and having a little late breakfast of toast and eggs.::
<Tempest> ::trains and works out vigorously in the excercise room, punching at the little ball thingy that goes back and forth::
<Hazard> Sure, you have a booger right here ::touches his own nose at the tip with his finger::
<Phantasm> ::in the kitchen, with a plate of waffles, an omelet, some bacon, a bowl of oatmeal, and a glass of tea - earl grey, hot, reading the paper, between bites::
<Takillya> oh, ::wipes it off: what happened with the Acolytes? since I was away and got here too late to go with you guys. I need to know what happened.
<Hazard> Tried to kill President, stopped 'em. Captured Milan. And.. aww damn, commercials. ::grabs the remote and flips::
<Dante> ::gets up and gets a drink of milk before returning to his table.::
<Dragon> ::glances down at her com, which emits a short beep:: Speaking of which.. I’ve got to go check on Milan.. I set the computer to alert me when he started regaining consciousness. Last thing we need is him controlling the system. ::heads for the medlab::
<Tempest> ::hops up and down clubbing at the bag with his fists:: Boom, thats for you Exodus, you over-confident, over-estimated, jerk
<Takillya> ok.
<Takillya> did we win?
<Soar> ::walks down from his room to the LR, frowning:: ((Took me 15 minutes to get down the hall...))
<Hazard> President's alive. ::shrugs and turns back to Forgive and Forget::
<Dragon> ::reaches the medlab, walking over to the console and checking Milan's bioreadings::
<Tempest> ::stops and stands in place and wipes his head with a towel:: ((God it feels good to be back in the service))
<Takillya> good. I'm gonna get me some food. ::goes to the kitchen for some cookies::
<Fusion> ::Snoring underneath the mass of covering::
<Dragon> Milan> ::slowly opens his eyes, blinking slightly at the lack of the visor he usually wears::
<Phantasm> ::finishes his breakfast in a remarkable short time, folds his paper up under his arm, and goes to check on milan also::
<Dragon> ::activates a forcefield around Milan's medbed::
<Dante> ::enjoys his breakfast and tries to have a relaxing morning::
<Dragon> Milan> ::reaches toward the computer, hand impacting the forcefield and zapping him slightly:: I will not reveal anything to you... Nothing you do to me will matter, for the lord Magneto’s will shall be done.
<Tempest> ::drops the towel and walks out of the excercise room and walks out towards the living room area::
<Hazard> ::eats the last of his popcorn and stands up:: Ahh dammit.
<Soar> ::sits down on a chair in the LR, watching everybody::
<Phantasm> Isn't a great morning for interrogating zealots, Drags? ::smirks::
<Dragon> Right... ::glances up when Phantasm enters:: It's such an enjoyable way to start the day...
<Dragon> Milan> ::eyes dart around::
<Hazard> ::spins the bowl on the tip of his finger, walking into the kitchen and dropping it on the counter before leaving::
<Tempest> ::walks into the LR looking at everyone:: Is this all you people do? Sit around and do nothing? Comeon, lets go for a jog or excercise session ::smiles widely::
<Dragon> Hate to break it you you, but "Lord Magneto"'s dead. ::eyes Milan for a reaction::
<Takillya> Temp, you wanna help me train. I've been outta action for awhile and I want to keep my relexes honed.
<Hazard> ::walks back into the LR:: Come on, get a life. ::flops back in his seat::
<Dragon> Milan> Impossible. You seek to test my faith. ::folds his arms and ignores them::
<Phantasm> Nope, Helmethead bought it in France, the X-Men beat him good.. ::smirks::
<Tempest> ::looks at Takillya:: Sure, better than sitting around here doing nothing ::looks at Hazard:: I at least know my life is safe getting in shape, and getting better trained against enemies or physical missions.
<Dragon> ::turns on the TV screen, where Milan can see it:: If you don't believe us, watch the news. ::walks out:: ((Can't get into anything with that forcefield around him..))
<Takillya> ::heads for the training area (?)::
<Soar> ::glances to Tempest:: ((Is he for real?))
<Hazard> ::claps:: Bravo, well put.. ::yawns and watches the tv again::
<Phantasm> ::folds arms over chest, and stands watching milan for a minute::
<Dragon> Milan> ::pauses for a moment, unable to ignore a special TV report verifying Magneto's death:: No.. It cannot be true...
<Tempest> ::points Tak to the excercise room and enters behind him:: At least i see someone cares about being physically fit and ready to defend themselves and others..
<Dante> ::finishes his breakfast and starts cleaning up the dishes::
<Dragon> Milan> ::growing more agitated:: Lies! Blasphemous lies!!
<Takillya> ok. ::turns:: we'll spar.
<Phantasm> Hey now, don't get all upset.. ((..some people just can't handle the truth..))
<Hazard> ::snickers:: Sure he is.. Test that later maybe.. ::flips during the enxt set of commercials::
<Soar> ::glances as Tak and Temp leave:: I think... that guy needs to get a life, besides tiring himself out.
<Dragon> ACTION> WITHIN THE FORCEFIELD, MILAN'S BODY SUDDENLY FLASHES SEVERAL TIMES, ENERGY COURSING THROUGH HIM, THEN VANISHES ALTOGETHER, LEAVING THE MEDBED EMPTY
<Tempest> ::looks at Takillya:: No i didnt mean spar.. i meant excercise ::points to the punching bag and workout machines::
<Takillya> ::emits a force wave that knocks the bag off the hook and slams it into the wall::
<Phantasm> Wuh oh.. ::goes to the com or the panic button or something and presses it, heh::
<Dragon> ACTION> EVERY COM SYSTEM IN THE BASE EMITS A GRATING SCREECH, THEN GOES DEAD
<Dragon> Gah! ::snatches her com-unit once the noise ends, and looks at it confusedly:: What the..?
<Takillya> +com+ what the hell was that?
<Tempest> ::holds his ears:: argh!!! what the hell is that!
<Hazard> ::blinks, plucking off his com and tossing it away:: Freakin' thing
<Fusion> ::Stirs in bed, slightly, at the noise, then rolls over, going back to sleep::
<Soar> ::winces, looking at the com he was given::
<Dragon> ACTION> FORGIVE OR FORGET CUTS OUT ABRUPTLY, REPLACED BY CHAOTIC PATTERNS OF LIGHT
<Dante> ::drops the plate he was holding at the sound:: Ok this can't be a good sign
<Tempest> ::turns to tak:: We'll train later, lets get back with the others
<Dragon> ACTION> THE COM IS NOT WORKING
<Hazard> ... oh no.. No that did NOT just happen
<Phantasm> I just know I'm gonna get blamed for this... ::blinks::
<Takillya> ::heads for the LR::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE TRAINING ROOM (SIMILAR TO THE DANGERROOM IN CAPABILITIES) SUDDENLY GOES DARK AS WELL
<Tempest> ::runs down the hall putting his tanktop on while running and entering the LR::
<Hazard> ::stands up, looking around:: I have to know if she's gonna forgive him dammit..
<Takillya> ::turns and looks at the training room::
<Tempest> ::hits a wall:: D'Oh
<Takillya> great. Temp, what did you do?
<Dragon> ::heads for the war room, broadcasting to everyone:: {{Does anyone know what just happened?}}
<Soar> ::glances around the LR:: ((I'm not going to get used to that anytime soon... umm... no, I don't))
<Tempest> ::mutters some obscenities and lifts himself off up the ground and surrounds his hand with electricity to use as a light:: Ok, now, what the hell just happened.
<Takillya> ((Drags, the training room lights have gone off. has that happened anywhere else?))
<Dante> {{Not a clue Drags. I doubt it's a normal system failure though.}}
<Dragon> {{No... i don't think so, Tak}} ::steps into the war room:: {{...On the other hand...}}
<Hazard> Mother Love went away.. that's what happened..
<Takillya> Temp, try the ligths in here.
<Fusion> ::Groans at the mental intrusion:: ((Mmf..Go 'way..))
<Tempest> ::looks at Tak:: Where's the switch?
<Dragon> ACTION> EVERY COMPUTER CONSOLE/TV SCREEN IN THE PLACE COMES TO LIFE ONCE MORE, THIS TIME WITH MILAN'S FACE, LOOKING ANGRY AND RATHER UNSTABLE
<Takillya> ::stumbles around trying to feel the light switch:: feel around the wall.
<Hazard> ::blinks, looking at the tv:: Oh.. that not Mother Love!
<Dante> ::walks out into the LR glancing around.::
<Tempest> ::moves his hand around the wall... not finding the switch:: Ok, time for manual light ::holds his hand up and looks around::
<Dragon> ACTION> THE TRAINING ROOM LIGHTS UP AS SUDDENLY AS IT WENT DARK, AND THE DOORS SLAM SHUT
<Phantasm> ((Drags.. Milan can ummm.. teleport...)) ::heads to the war room::
<Takillya> sh*t.
<Takillya> ::runs to the doors and tries to open them::
<Dragon> {{That's... not good}}
<Tempest> ::blinks:: Uhm... Ooook ::looks around:: Who wants to play?
<Takillya> ((Drags, Temp and I are trapped in the TR))
<Dragon> ACTION> THE DOORS REFUSE TO OPEN, AND THICK GREEN TOXIC LOOKING GOOP STARTS ROLLING DOWN THEM
<Takillya> Temp, get rid of that mess.
<Phantasm> ::arrives in the war room:: What's not good?
<Dragon> ((Now would be a really nice time for Jrny to be here...))
<Hazard> Ah well.. ::drops back down in his seat, sitting around in the dark::
<Takillya> ((and, like a scene from Ghostbusters 2, green ooze is dripping down the doors))
<Soar> ::glances at the monitor:: Isn't that that guy from the jet?
<Tempest> What do you mean get rid of that mess? ::coughs:: what do you ::coughs:: think im a vac... uum ::falls to the ground::
<Fusion> ::Still dead asleep, in his bed, oblivious to the Acolyte's takeover attempt::
<Takillya> ::emits a force wave to pund the doors open::
<Takillya> Temp?
<Hazard> ::glances at the tv:: Uh huh
<Dragon> Milan> I will destroy you all! ::voice is especially loud right next to Fusion's ear::
<Takillya> ((Drags, we're seriously in trouble here. Temp's passed out and the doors can't be opened))
<Dragon> ACTION> THE DOORS DENT, THE OOZE MEANWHILE IS TRICKLING TO THE FLOOR
<Takillya> ::goes over to Temp and checks his pulse::
<Fusion> Eep! ::practically jumps and falls out of his bed, hitting with a *Thump*::
<Tempest> ::thwaps Tak:: Stay away from me fool
<Takillya> ::goes back to the doors and emit another force wave harder at the doors::
<Tempest> ::tries to blast a hole into the wall::
<Takillya> what the..? you all right, Temp?
<Tempest> ::looks at Tak:: YES IM FINE!
<Dragon> ACTION> THE DOORS ARE WRENCHED OPEN FINALLY, AS SPIKES START FALLING FROM THE CEILING
<Takillya> ((Drags, Temp's awake now and he's really mad. he hit me for trying to help him...)) ::Dives through the doors::
<Phantasm> Drags, how do we stop the electro-lunny?
<Tempest> ack! ::tries to fly as fast as he can out the door::
<Dragon> {{Can anyone access the system? Anyone at all?}} ::sits at a console, typing, unable to get past the safeguards Milan's erected::
<Hazard> ::grabs the remote and flips through channel after channel of Milan:: Good lord! He infected Disney!
<Dante> {{I never was any good at the technical stuff Drags sorry to say.}}
<Dragon> ACTION> THE EMPTY TRAINING ROOM GOES BACK TO A QUIESCENT STATE, NOW THAT NO ONE'S TRAPPED IN IT
<Takillya> Temp, you ok, man?
<Fusion> ::Sits up, rubbing his head:: Who the..?! ::Looks around the room, for the voice, seeing no one::
<Tempest> ::looks back into the training room:: heh heh, anyone up to go for a nice training excercise, heh heh ::very very sarcastically::
<Tempest> ::twitches and looks at Tak:: yes!!! I am fine!
<Hazard> Why don't we just cut the power? ::tosses the remote on the couch::
<Dragon> ACTION> ENERGY ZAPS THROUGH THE CONSOLE DRAGON'S AT, KNOCKING HER BACK A FEW PACES
<Takillya> let's stadn here for a moment.
<Phantasm> Drags! ::rushes over to see if she's alright::
<Soar> I was just... wondering that myself... ::glances to haz:: whatever your name is.
<Dragon> ::mutters, getting to her feet:: ow..
<Hazard> Go do it then. ::pushes the lever on the side of the chair and reclines:: ahh..
<Takillya> ((Drags, I realize you might be a little indisposed at the time, but try to scan Tempest. he's acting strangely.))
<Tempest> New idea Takillya, You stand here, while i go someplace else
<Dragon> ACTION> THE LIGHTS ALL OVER THE BASE START FLICKERING, AND A FEW BLOW
<Soar> I'm new here... it took me 15 minutes to get here from my room...
<Takillya> now what?
<Dragon> ::reaches the living room:: {{I don't sense anything wrong with him, Tak}}
<Dante> So how are we supposed to fight our own systems?
<Tempest> ::grumbles:: This is annoying ::walks behind Dragon into the LR:: Any idea whats goin on boss?
<Takillya> ((good, last thing we need is another problem.))
<Hazard> Well.. I'm comfortable.
<Fusion> ::Looks around, blinking as he tries to turn on the lights and they fail:: Oh terrific..::Quickly gets dressed and heads out of his room, headed towards the LR::
<Dragon> ::mutters:: Is anyone here good at talking to crazed psychopaths who have complete control over our weapons, defense, and all other computer systems?
<Phantasm> ::catches up to drags:: Umm, yeah actually...
<Tempest> Like a second job to me ::frowns:: Any idea where he is?
<Soar> WHy don't we just shut everything down?
<Takillya> Drags, Tempest can possible short out the electrical systems and stop Milan's control.
<Takillya> MIlan would have anything that could shut down the power covered. but we got a master of electricity here.
<Dragon> I have no idea where he is... there can't be all that many places in the system that have enough memory to 'store' whatever he uses as an electrical pattern...
<Tempest> ::looks at Tak:: Are you crazy? That could totally destroy the base's systems entirely, and for good
<Dragon> There's surge protecters and that sort of thing plastered all over this place... it's intended to be proof against attacks gone wild, too...
<Takillya> he tried to kill Temp in the TR.
<Tempest> ::slaps his forehead and shakes his head at Tak:: Good lord...
<Fusion> ::Walks into the Living Room, looking at everyone assembled, and the lights out:: What's..going on? ::Blinks, rubbing his eyes::
<Dragon> ACTION> MILAN'S FACE FLICKERS, "SNOW" RUNNING THROUGH THE PICTURE IN SEVERAL PLACES
<Takillya> and there's the man of the hour.
<Phantasm> Milan, you don't need to do this, we can help you..
<Soar> What about severing the connections from the power supply to wherever he is?
<Takillya> I'm sure it's well protected, Soar.
<Tempest> ::grins thinking about an old re-run of a cartoon where the bad guy who controlled a big big place was hidden in the smallest room of the entire building::
<Dragon> Milan> ::voice is garbled slightly, interrupted with bursts of static:: No... -on't discon--ct -e...
<Fusion> ::Frowns:: We sever the power supply with him still in it..wouldn't that..uhm..kill him?
<Takillya> wait a sec, why's the picture so bad all of a sudden and the sound too?
<Dante> There aren't any failsafes for this sort of thing? A way to flush the system or admin backdoor we could use?
<Hazard> ::snickers:: Ohh if I could only remember the name of that show with the computer guy in the tv.. hmm...
<Takillya> Max Headroom, Haz.
<Fusion> ::Glances at Hazard:: Max Hedroom?
<Phantasm> What're you trying to do, Milan?
<Hazard> Yeah!
<Dragon> ACTION> THE SCREENS FLICKER AGAIN, THIS TIME SWITCHING TO A YOUNG WOMAN'S FACE... WHO HAS ROYAL BLUE SKIN AND BRIGHT YELLOW HAIR
<Hazard> Hrm..
<Tempest> ::blinks:: What in hell...
<Hazard> Smurfette?
<Fusion> ::Blinks slightly:: ..Did the Acolyte dude just have a sex change, or am I seeing things..?
<Takillya> ((she looks like Mystique.))
<Soar> ::quirks an eyebrow:: What is that?
<Dragon> Woman> Don't disconnect the system... please ::smiles::
<Dante> It's amazing what they can do with computers these days.
<Phantasm> And who are you?
<Tempest> ::looks at the screen with a wide smile:: Whatever you say lady ::drools::
<Takillya> WHAT are you?
<Dragon> Woman> It would kindof suck if I went and talked him all calm and everything, and then you went and threatened to kill him. He's not such a bad sort, you know.
<Dragon> Woman> ::blinks, then sniffles slightly:: You don't... know me? ::voice sounds familiar to those who've been around the base awhile::
<Phantasm> Yeah, he's just a crazed zealot who tried to off the Commander in Chief..
<Hazard> ::glances at Tempest:: Dude... she's a computer. What are you gonna do? Get friendly with the wall socket next?
<Fusion> ::Snickers at Haz and Temp::
<Soar> ::fights back a smirk::
<Dragon> Woman> I am NOT a computer! ::sniffs:: Really... insultingly limited perceptions..
<Phantasm> ::nods at the screen:: I agree
<Takillya> ((she sounds familiar. almost like...))
<Hazard> I'm sorry.. you're a highly sophisticated artificial intelligence on pms. Better?
<Tempest> ::grins:: So your uhm, real eh?
<Hazard> Think she's taken by Papa Smurf
<Takillya> Haz be careful, if she can talk with Milan, she has as much control as he does.
<Phantasm> ((Now we've got a psycho computer lady to go with the psycho computer man, next thing you know they'll be a bunch of psycho little ones running around..))
<Dragon> Woman> ::still looks disappointed/indignant:: I'm S.O.P.H.I.A., who else? You guys had that old guy.. what's his name, Forge, build me, you know. ::changes color, blue turning to a cheery bright green::
<Dante> Forgive us for being rude and not knowing you, but if you could give us a little hint maybe?
<Takillya> ((nope, not who I thought it was))
<Takillya> Sophia, huh? ::whispers to Drags:: who's Sophia?
<Dragon> Sophia> You know... I run that little training thingy y'all never use... patterned after a "Danger Room" or something..
<Soar> Sophia? ::blinks:: ((Interesting... sorta))
<Phantasm> Great, so where's Milan, Sophia?
<Takillya> oh, that Sophia. ::gets a blank look:: nope still not ringing a bell.
<Dragon> Sophia> Milan's been ever so helpful ::smiles:: Stumbled across me and gave me a little help upgrading my systems.
<Tempest> ::crosses his arms:: (yadda yadda yadda))
<Dante> Well it's nice to umm meet you Sophia. And thanks for the help with our little intruder.
<Fusion> ::Scratches his head, still rather confused::
<Dragon> Sophia> Anyway... ::hair turns purple:: He's resting. It must be awfully tiring to go from a corporeal to non-corporeal state all of a sudden
<Hazard> Guess she got sensitive about the smurf thing..
<Tempest> ::snickers at haz's comment::
<Dragon> Sophia> ::shoots a glare at Hazard:: I'd best be off... cables to tap into, info to download. I'm gonna let Milan back on now..
<Dragon> ACTION> THE SCREEN FLICKERS, REAPPEARING WITH A MUCH SUBDUED MILAN
<Hazard> Lesbian chat rooms to go to..
<Hazard> Ohhh somebody got some
<Takillya> ::resists an urge to fwap Haz::
<Fusion> ::Snickers::
<Tempest> ::cackles::
<Dragon> Milan> ::eyes narrow at Hazard:: Do restrain your base thoughts for a moment. I apologize for the damage I caused...
<Takillya> that's mighty nice, Milan, but can we have the power back on now?
<Fusion> ::Shrugs and yawns::
<Dragon> Milan> It was something of a shock to find myself inhabiting a computer system. I... shall be searching for a way to revert to my natural form. I hope you do not mind me helping out Sophia, she didn't deserve to be locked away in such a minor program.
<Dragon> ACTION> THE POWER RETURNS, AND THE TV FLICKERS BACK TO THE END OF FORGIVE AND FORGET
<Hazard> Ordered by the spawn of an extension cord and a commonly used wall socket? I think not. ::yawns and heads back to his seat in the living room::
<Tempest> ::blinks:: Uhm.. ooo..k
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