Crisis in the City... Cerberus Unbound

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Post#11 » Nov 16 2006 10:59

A PA day, I buy a Skyray, and now this. WK, you just made my week!
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Post#12 » Nov 22 2006 10:23

............neeeeeeeeeeeeeed..............moooooooooooooooorrrrrre..............must....have......more.........

no seriously...you are pure evil putting this little teaser up for us and then letting us hang forever.

anyway, glad to see the cadre back in action again. GREAT story again WK hope to see some continuation soon, keep up the good work.
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Post#13 » Nov 27 2006 05:09

Credit where credit is due, as they say; special mention for our own Shas'el Tael who went to all the trouble of making the icons you see on the map for me - there are even rumblings of a Warhound Icon on the way (you can tell the difference, can't you? That one's mine!). The pics are pretty big 800 by 600 - so I rotated the pictures 90 degrees anti-clock so it would fit on the forum page without losing the detail. Any questions, please ask - most of the map stuff is self explanatory, but I'm sure there will be one or two things that I've assumed...
A couple of apologies - first, Real Life (TM) has got in the way recently - sorry folks, I need work to earn, y'know? - so it's taken an age to get my editing hat back on. As it is, I have some spots of time this week where I hope to be able to post up the following turns for your reading pleasure; aim to have turn 2 up tomorrow night (it's a doozey, trust me) and turn 3 and 4 up by Thurs/Fri. If Tael gives me a Warhound Icon amidst his own Real Life (TM), expect to see those pics edited toot-sweet!

Now, where were we?


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Imperial Forces
Special Issue - Warhound Detachment
"Cerberus Unbound" - Mars class Warhound Scout Titan
  • Plasma Blast gun;
  • Vulcan Mega-bolter;
810 points
Note - Counts as having Wrecker (Stomp attack) as it moves through buildings (still subject to terrain impediments) and Siege Shells (Titan Killer Weapon).

Supporting Troops - Enhanced Combat Patrol

Troops - Tactical Squad
6 Space Marines
  • Boltgun;
90 points

Heavy Support - Devastator Squad
4 Space Marines
  • Missile Launcher;
2 Space Marines
  • Boltgun;
170 points

Heavy Support - Whirlwind
Whirlwind Missile Tank
  • Vengeance Missiles;
85 points

Heavy Support - Whirlwind
Whirlwind Missile Tank
  • Vengeance Missiles;
85 points

Fast Attack - Landspeeder Squadron
Landspeeder Tornado
  • Heavy Bolter;
  • Assault Cannon;
80 points

Fast Attack - Landspeeder Squadron
Landspeeder Tornado
  • Heavy Bolter;
  • Assault Cannon;
80 points

Total Force Cost 1400 points

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Tau Forces

HQ - Shas'el El'sy'eir Tyen B'saal Shi
  • Shas'o XV8;
  • M3R(MP),
  • Plasma Pulse Accelerator Rifle (CIB),
  • Vectored Retro-thrusters,
  • Stim Injectors,
  • HW Multitracker
127 points

Elite - "Hunter La'rua" Shas'ui El'sy'eir Var Kais
  • Shas'ui Team Leader XV8;
  • M3R(MP),
  • Burst Cannon,
  • Flamer,
  • HW Drone Controller,
  • HW Multitracker,
  • Bonding Knife,
  • 2 Kor'vesa Shielders,
  • Shas'ui XV8;
  • M3R(MP),
  • Burst Cannon,
  • Multitracker
144 points

Elite - "Stalker La'rua" Shas'ui El'sy'eir Nex T'kaid
  • Shas'ui Team Leader XV8;
  • M3R(MP),
  • Burst Cannon,
  • Flamer,
  • HW Drone Controller,
  • HW Multitracker,
  • Bonding Knife,
  • 2 Kor'vesa Shielders,
  • Shas'ui XV8;
  • M3R(MP),
  • Burst Cannon,
  • Multitracker
144 points

Troops - "Archer One La'rua"
  • 6 Shas'la Fire Warriors;
  • Pulse Rifle,
60 points

Troops - "Archer Two La'rua"
  • 6 Shas'la Fire Warriors;
  • Pulse Carbine,
  • EMP Grenades,
78 points

Fast Attack - "Viper One"
  • Pirahna Light Skimmer;
  • Fusion Blaster,
  • Targeting Array,
  • 2 KV-G,
70 points

Fast Attack - "Viper Two"
  • Pirahna Light Skimmer;
  • Fusion Blaster,
  • Targeting Array,
  • 2 KV-G,
70 points

Heavy Support - "Ranger La'rua" Shas'vre El'sy'eir Wynn Mont'y'he
  • Shas'vre XV88-2;
  • Smart Missile System,
  • Linked Rail guns,
  • Advanced Gyro,
  • HW Drone Controller,
  • Bonding Knife,
  • 2 Kor'vesa Shielders,
125 points

Heavy Support - "Lancer One" Shas'ui Elsy'eir Neirra Myr
  • Hammerhead Gunship;
  • Smart Missile System,
  • Vehicle-Mounted Rail Gun,
  • Multitracker,
  • Target Lock,
  • Decoy Launchers,
180 points

999 points total

Mission - Cityfight - Maximum Attrition

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"Alright, Shas; broken formation; hug cover; keep your eyes on the sky for indirect fire and for the Aun's sake, stay out of that thing's line of fire!"

As if to illustrate the venerable shas'el's words, rockets shrieked down from the sky, their vapour trails tracing an arc from near where the huge Warhound had just demolished an office block. Shrapnel flew against buckled walls and hi-tech armour, buffeting the Tau units sheltering nearby, but nothing more than the odd scrape or singed armour pauldron marked it's passing.

Fingers dancing over the controls of his tertiary display, El'tyen flinched as the ground beneath his armoured feet shuddered; the sensor screen above his HUD smeared and dissolved in white static; off to his left, the remains of the city block that had stood there gaunt and silently but moments before swarmed and writhed with rolling gouts of molten plasma fire. Walls burst, floors splintered and the fragmented remains of windows shattered into globules of liquid glass, spraying the street below with a fiery rain of scarlet embers. Giving the screen a gentle thump on the side with his hand, El'tyen's eyes caught the stalking form of the Gue'la titan pounding along a street two blocks north. Many times taller than any of his Kau'ui's xor'vesa and far more powerful than any ground weapon the Empire possessed. It wasn't just a weapon of destruction - it was an icon of the Gue'la faith.

That thought brought grim determination to El'tyen's expression. The psychological door he was presented with swung both ways - certainly, the Warhound had caused great damage to the morale of the front-line cadres, but the two-fold boost from destroying such an icon would restore much of the Fire Caste's flagging enthusiasm for engaging the foe in this area, while making the imperial forces sit up and worry. Win/win, as long as his Kau'ui could drop the thing. Easier said than done.

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Looking at the surrounding terrain, the old shas noted some hardened structures to the west; probably food storage designed to last against the perpetually bad weather on this Aun-forsaken dirt-ball. I doubt our large friend will stray too close to them - he'll want a shield of infantry to stop us getting in close. If I were them, I'd...

"Vre'wynn, anchor our flank; Lancer One, swing left and watch for fast movers, but if the op arises, core the primary; everyone else use the cover on the right. Viper; hold your shots; Hunter, Stalker; we'll knock the shields down for Viper to place their hits in between clearing the infantry screen. All confirm".

A series of icons flashed green on his telemetry, while the comms clicked with affirmatives.

"Shas'el", Ui'nex's voice was taut with anticipation, "we have P.A.T.s moving around to the north west - looks like they're trying to get a firing position across our axis". Stalker La'rua's team leader grounded his suit in a battered alleyway, crushing a trash receptacle flat beneath one armoured hoof while he leaned up against the burnt out building next to him. His wingman, Ui'jarran, landed smartly behind him and huddled into cover.

"Stay in cover, don't give them cheap shots". El'tyen powered through the plaster and brick behind him, shaking loose fragments from his armoured bulk with a casual shake, then sent his suit scooting down the alleyway. As he neared the damaged and precariously held-together structure before him, the shas'el cut loose with a blistering salvo of fire from the multi-barreled plasma pulse acceleration rifle on his xor'vesa's shoulder , smacking hole after hole into the wall before him until at the last moment, twisting the battlesuit slightly, the veteran pilot thundered through the remains of the wall and grounded in a squat amidst a scene of smoke and flame. Beneath his xor'vesa's feet, water leaked randomly from a set of pipes rising from the rubble-strewn floor, while his left knee pad rested just gently against a small oval-themed bowl with the cracked remains of a hinged lid on top. Something primal in his subconscious hinted that the lid was best left closed, given the levels of methane his ‘vesa was detecting around it. Wincing distastefully, he watched as the titan lurched along behind the buildings, bursting from cover, multi-barreled weapons spinning up to speed. Even as the weapon began to howl like the namesake of it's bearer, he couldn't help his eyes flicking back, ever so briefly, to the foul container beside him. If that's the indigenous plumbing, then....

And then, mere moments after bursting through the side of the crumbling structure, chaos caught up, and fire flew.

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"Viper Two? Viper One. Don't get ahead of yourself, La'roh". La'colis kicked his skimmer around and arrowed north, using the ruins to his left to cover his rapid advance. Ahead of him, he could see the identical skimmer of La'roh and La'korde, pushing it's engines. The nimble skimmer banked right, then rolled over and pulled into a hard left turn, dumping speed as it approached the roadway the Warhound would be coming down. Looking back to his controls for a moment, he canted his head and spoke to his rear-seat-operator, La'jaim. "Keep your eyes wide, La'jaim; heat up the primary, we're going to need it". Hearing an affirming grunt, he cut in the etheric rudder and brought the skimmer's nose towards his cover, letting the skimmer sideslip easily over the ground. Flicking a pair of toggles with his left hand, he brought the targeting array online, checked that the fusion blaster was indeed ready, and prepared to strike.

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Within the armoured cockpit of the Warhound, Cerberus Unbound, Princeps Harriman Geuren could feel the beast rage. The machine spirit of his scout titan had tasted the destruction of the vile xenos scum several times this day, and now the pretenders to the Imperium's Might threw yet another offering before him.

In one of the paired seats before him, one his two moderatii uttered a brief report while focusing on his task. "Princeps; heavy infantry bearing zero-seven-three, closing to optimal".

Furrowing his brow, Geuren shifted his gaze, and that of Cerberus Unbound's primary occular array, to bear on the direction indicated; true enough, more of the heretical Tau battle suits were bounding through the tight alleys and streets. One thundered almost wildly across the thin passage in his view with a confidence that could only be borne of experience. He smiled tightly. "Increase to flank; divert power from blastgun". As the suit barreled into the burning building, the smile on the princeps' scarred face widened.

"Target the lead alien. Fire".

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Cliffhanger's.... what an idea!

Edit - Thanks, Tael!
Edit - Anytime, WK! ;)
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Post#14 » Nov 28 2006 06:01

Ah, I love it when it comes together...

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The room around him disintegrated in a conflagration of armour-piercing shells and tracer rounds as one of the Warhound's primary weapon systems let fly, tearing ruthlessly in to the very heart building. His suit lurched bodily with every impact, alloy squealing against ricochets, groaning under impacts. One stream of fire cut towards him through the melee of chaotic debris; he side stepped away from it, but it followed quickly, wrenching him around as it contacted near the intake by his suit's right shoulder. Armour tore and scattered like confetti in the wind. Despite the jarring impact, El'tyen managed to perform a controlled roll with the blow, neatly ducking him under the line of fire, where he made to make his exit.

++Warning - Starboard intake hit; starboard thrust capacity at seventeen point three percent and falling; detecting break in power feed;++

Shouting to be heard above the storm of shellfire, El'tyen roared. "Vesa, shunt tertiary power to retros, now!"

++Acknowledged; diverting power from reserve to ...+++

"Absolutely!" Deaf to whatever the vesa babbled on about beyond that point, El'tyen virtually threw his xor'vesa back through the wall he'd entered through and out into the street.

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Seated snugly in the gunner position of her Hammerhead Gunship, Ui'neirra leant forward, flipping a row of toggles on the frame in front of her, sending power coursing to the weapon systems at her command; the tracking sphere by her left arm controlled the targeting data for the smart missile racks underneath the prow of the tank, while her right arm cradled the bulky stock and joystick of the main rail gun against her shoulder. Nestling the main weapon into a comfortable position, she flipped on the heads-up overlay; a digital reproduction of the view all around the tank flickered to life - three-hundred and sixty degrees compacted into an arc of slightly less than half. Targeting reticules floated gently in response to her movements, working her shoulders comfortable. Panning the main gun to her right, she zoomed in on the building that the enemy titan was pouring fire into; as it happened, she'd arrived just in time to see a burst of flaming debris burst forth from the office block; red-lining his jet pack, her commander erupted from the burning structure, hopped once off of the street paving, then careened into a relatively intact window frame of the building next door, shattering glass and brick in his haste to exit his previous location.

Keep your head down, Old B'saal.

A circular screen below the main display showed the main fight to the northwest as a series of white splotches on a midnight blue background; MagRes echoes of units moving and weapons firing; the largest contact to the north showing the presence of the Warhound, it's reactor pumping out power beyond anything else on the battlefield. She could also make out the two Piranha light skimmers of Viper La'rua beginning an attack run on the behemoth. Good hunting, shas.

Her attention shifted to the west, where two fast moving contacts blurred in a southerly direction. She smiled, an expression that actually seemed joyful, rather than the grimmer expressions of most shas in a similar situation. Her left hand rolled gently over the missile controller, marking her prospective targets on the screen before her.

"La'daell, keep swinging us out wide - we have company; let's meet them". The shas in the cockpit poured a touch more power to the engines as a response. The armoured frame of the Hammerhead rattled slightly in response.

"Range in point-one-six, Shas'ui. Let's up the scorecard".

"Just get us a little closer...".

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Ui'var scowled as the missile barrage nailed one of his Kor'vesa dead centre, splitting it open like an over-ripe fruit. He'd had enough of taking the pain; it was time to give some back. He leapt his xor'vesa towards the cover of the large food stores, plotting a route that would allow him to bring some pain back on the infantry that bustled their way through the structures to the north. "Ui'arran, with me".

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The two suits flitted sideways, landing firmly enough to unload their full firepower at the squad of space marines taking up position in front of the Warhound. Both Rail weapons sang repeatedly, bracketed by a hail of pulse fire from the la'rua's burst cannon that kicked up tell-tale impacts and damage all across the front of the building opposite. The solid slugs of the M3R tore through a wall and cored the marine sheltering behind it, his dying spasm sending his bolt gun flying haphazardly backwards. Cutting in his jetpack to try and make use of the momentum they'd gained, Ui'var had enough time to make a small correction in his fire pattern, walking the stream of fire from his arm mounted rotary barrel gun into an unfortunate marine who was shifting position - the shots caught him high on the chest, one punching straight through the gue'la's neck and separating the head from the body. The now-headless marine toppled over onto it's knees, then backwards, out of sight.

Both suits landed and huddled up to the cylindrical building beside them, the remaining Kor'vesa zipping in front of Ui'var to shield him from any return fire.

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As he touched down briefly in the alleyway, El'tyen sighted on his erstwhile tormentor. The titan loomed large in his HUD; he lined up his own M3R and squeezed. My turn.. Both shots struck high, near the head of the machine; an azure spark and flare marked the demise of one of the war machine's precious void shields. A second bracket of fire from his right managed to acquire a similar reaction; the shields fell.

Pushing off the ground, El'tyen thundered his suit through another wall.

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"Watch it, Two! You're leaving yourself vulnerable! Wave off!"

La'colis wished he had a hand free to gesticulate at his wingman. The hot-headed young shas raced around the corner, just in time to see the shields on the titan fall. It was like dropping fruit in front of a starving Fio; Viper Two raced in, the two Kor'vesa peeling away to find their own targets as La'roh unleashed his fusion blaster.

Even though the machine was moving to backtrack along the street, the young shas landed his shot well - the line of fusion fire seared across the multi-barrelled Vulcan cannon on the Warhound's left arm, only to settle on melting fiercely into the main structure, where the massively thick carapace met the shoulder. Smoke washed away from the gouge, accompanied by a billowing of flames from one of the bulky vents to the rear.

"Hwah!", shouted the elated La'roh. "Now that's what I'm talking about!"

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As the two Landspeeders rocketed towards the tau flank, a spider's web of smoke contrails wrapped themselves around the stocky storage silo, reaching for the two machines. The two craft banked sharply, but the smoke trails converged on them like an angry shoal of flesh-eating fish; the lead speeder was swamped by impacts, thumping dead centre into the vehicle so that only scant shards of burning scrap fell to earth. The second barrel-rolled through the swarm of assailants, taking a heavy hit to the nose, wrecking the cannon that sat there, while the others missiles screamed past, detonating harmlessly behind it.

"Shot, Lancer One".

"What happened to yours, Shas'vre?"

"Keep wondering, Shas'ui".

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Should be a good sized portion by Thursday Night - see you then! :)
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Post#15 » Nov 28 2006 06:11

This is just sheer brilliance.

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Post#16 » Nov 28 2006 10:32

Fun fun fun.. sigh, I need to play more.

Tael.

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Post#17 » Nov 29 2006 10:33

just out of sheer curiousity...where are you shas'la? i know you have at least 12 in the list but i have yet to see them on the maps or the writeup, this may be due to mission specific rules that im not familiar with or the fact that they contributed nothing to the game. anyway, great batrep so far, keep up the good work.
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Post#18 » Nov 29 2006 11:03

:::( :::( :::( :::( :::( NEED MORE, NEED MORE, NEED MORE :::( :::( :::( :::( :::(
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Post#19 » Nov 29 2006 01:11

Shas'o Mont'Yr Or'es Shi wrote:just out of sheer curiousity...where are you shas'la?


Hehe - quite right - where are they?

They're there - players who've read my previous work may have an idea...

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Post#20 » Dec 01 2006 07:43

I swear WK, your writing is unbelievable. That plus the most stylish army I've seen on ATT yet (whose style YOU came up with) means these posts are worth their weight in gold.
Keep it coming man, good articles are few and far between, yours definitely belong to the good ones.
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Post#21 » Dec 02 2006 05:55

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A bedraggled pair of moth-eaten rodents, each no bigger than a man's fist, scurried their way along the dark passage way. Pickings were poorer than usual; many of their fellows seemed to have disappeared, mysteriously and without a trace, not even a last desperate scent, while more and more recently the ground would shake, and the hot living breath of nature would claim more victims for its pyre. It was getting so that all they could find to eat were their own ashes.

And now, something new clattered along in the darkness. Sounds; voices. Giants! The giants were back - yes, definitely them, not the others. In the small minds of each rat, millions of years of evolution snapped into action and pressed the large red button in their minds that carried a very simple instruction; run!

As they scampered into a nearby crack in the wall, the sounds behind them drew closer, the clumsy shambling and hushed voices of the larger creatures reverberating down the passage way.

"Look, you are sure this is the right way, yes?"

"Scanner says its up ahead," came the reply. "There's a stairwell right there; we also, " the terse voice continued, "have a second passage that seems to lead north; should be a... maintenance chute that leads up into one of the buildings next to where those artillery tanks are sitting".

"Maintenance chute"? Said a third voice, incredulously.

"He means a drain. Honestly, these people have ways that'd make a kroot blush".

"I guess you didn't see what that Shaper did in the back of the Orca last ro'taa, then?" Piped up a fourth voice.

Above them, the ground shuddered with the tremor of a heavy impact far above them. Dust fell from the shadow-laden ceiling, clouding what little light they had.

The first voice hissed, as if talking through clenched teeth. "Belt up, Saal! This isn't the academy anymore - you're on The Line now; the least you could do is try and act like it!"

"Sorry, La'bryn".

In the darkness a figure that had, up until now, said nothing, merely shook it's head in quiet bemusement.

"Right, listen up! Archer One, with me - move on the stairwell. Archer Two? With La'rellia. See if you can take out those missile tanks and ease the pressure off of the Xor'vesa teams. All clear?"

There was a chorus of static-laden clicks.

"Good. Tau'va Shi!"

The figures moved into action, one line heading straight down the tunnel, the other peeling off to follow the course north. At the corner of the junction, the last two figures paused opposite each other.

"Were we ever that young?"

"Technically, yes. A drain???"

"Maintenance chute".

"That'll just happen to smell worse than a Krootox with a gastric problem".

The other shadow rolled his head resignedly. "Probably, so don't take your helmet off. Have fun".

"We'll try. Keep your head down, La‘bryn".

"You, too, Rell".

As the two figures hurried off after their teams, neither noticed the two muffled squeaks in the darkness, nor the sickly, wet and very organic suckling sound that then retreated back into the darkness.

Patience...

The other would bide it's time.

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Post#22 » Dec 02 2006 09:17

I am crying. Tears of joy.

YAY ! White Knight has done it again. Thanks :biggrin:
55/1/0

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Post#23 » Dec 06 2006 12:22

ha, sweet...sewer rats...should have known...incredible work WK


WE NEED MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

keep it up big guy
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Post#24 » Dec 06 2006 05:20

Love reading this narrative batrep :D

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Post#25 » Dec 06 2006 06:26

im Addicted already


wheres the rest Wk ? ;)

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Post#26 » Dec 07 2006 07:43

You should write a scifi epic. Or maybe contact G. Lucas for a remake of every single starwars episoid around( :roll: billions i'm sure.)

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Post#27 » Dec 13 2006 02:33

must...have...more...

no, seriously, just checking if you are still aliveWK. i realise Real Life TM (attributed to WK) has probably reared its ugly head again but we are still interested in what you have to say. great work thus far, love the forshadowing...i take it that way because you went into a game against an imperial titan with the other guy at ~1400-1500 pts and youself just around 1000 pts. either you are a warhammer genious or theres another little 500 pts force waiting in the wings for...something?! plus the fact that the whole great squishy slimmy soundy thing screams forshadow...anyway, great work thus far.
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Post#28 » Dec 13 2006 06:42

Yup - RL(TM) strikes again - sorry to keep you waiting. Plan to try and get this finished by Sunday.

I'm no genius, but I do know how to read my opponent. That, and I am a great believer in the words of Sun-Tzu...
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