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the others can go to the bridge and ill teleport the prisoners and myself to my ship. there i can get an on-screen picture of the bay that gazza's ship is in then teleport there and load up the prisoners onto the ship for med. attenion. Sound good?

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Mamajama is relieved that the Admiral has a plan to transport the prisoners to (relative) safety, and hopes that nothing goes wrong.

How goes the battle on the bridge?

The rescuers have worked up a powerful thirst. Mamajama, wishing for clean water to wash the taste and smells of the prison from her throat, looks for water. Finding a spigot that seems reasonably clean, she drinks. Within minutes, she becomes obsessed...with fire. Surely something here must be combustible? She looks at Shade. No good, he's always got a glow on.......

A high pitched giggle at full volume blasts from a speaker, interrupting her rising obsession.

"My dear, you look flushed....running a fever, perhaps? The only thing that will help is making fire...lovely, burning, roaring, blazing fire... you want it, don't you? And I'm the only one that can help you....when you want me, just reach out your hand...for the Hand of Joy."

Shade is instantly on the com unit. "No one....NO ONE drink the wster on this ship. It's tainted with Pyro!"

The crew look blankly at each other. "What should we drink, then?"

Jess...your cue.

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Shade swears, and wishes Payback hadn't saved the galaxy and eliminated his Gadzair powers while doing it. Remembering how he saved Payback from self-destruction by deleting the retroviral capsule he took, Shade swears again. Why, oh (/i)why(/i) did I let Payback take my powers?

The Acid Trash shudders as Autonav's fire hits it. Shade stumbles, temporarily liquefying to regain his balance.
In the distance a siren begins to wail.
"Allright, boys, shaddup an' suit up!" the Boss' voice echoes over the intercom. "We gotta atmosphere breaches in levels six an' nine!"
Shade realises that the atmosphere on this level, Nine, is beginning to slip away.
"Quick, everyone has to get back to the prison levels! They've still got hull integrity!"
A filth-smeared alien shakes his head. "Nae, laddie, we ain't goin' ba' in ther'." He speaks in a thick Scottish accent.
"But you'll die!" Shade points out.
"Then we'll die free!" the alien shouts, raising a cheer from the other prisoners.
Shade shakes his head in despair as the prisoners lurch off in groups, the Pyro Zombies looking for combustibles.
From around the corridor comes a sound not unlike steel-capped boots, and a squad of aliens appears.
They have ten spindly legs on a spider-like lower body. Their torsos are snakelike, with wide thingies of skin like a cobra's. Insectile heads sit atop the arched necks.
Each of them carry heavy weaponry of some kind in their front two legs.
Seeing the bar members, they begin to aim
mamajama leaps onto one's back and sets it alight with a lighter. The creature screams, writhing wildly in it's death throes.
"Fire kills them!" Shade tells the others, sweeping his Energy Blade around to lop the head from an alien neck in an arc of blue fire.
Green bolts of alien fire scatter across the cieling, and soon all the aliens are dead.
"Those must be the Proximan aliens." Shade says.
From further along the corridors comes the sound of more Proximans approaching lots more.

(Gazza, about your sig: Manhole covers are round because manhole holes are round)

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UEA takes the prisoners on the planed course and gets them to safety on gazza's ship. teleporting back to shade and the others 20min. later UEA uses his regenerater (accuired in prev. bar) and makes more forceshields for every one and hands them out (these are shields like on ships so air is inside the bubble....or at least what air was traped). "we have to get them to stop firing at the Acid Trash
or well run out of air on all decksand i havent seen the ships so i cant teleport there!"

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Insanity has its advantages

"What do you want?" Gazza shouts at the old Woman
"Want,waannttt,WANT" says the old woman "I dont Wan't anything , I just need everything thats all, no more, no less...For I am Hand Of Joy and I will have my revenge...<Evil Cackle>"
"Revenge...revenge for what?" asks Gazza
"Revenge , revenge for what your United Earth govornment did to me...Do you know how old i am...?"
"no" replies Gazza
"I am 37 ...37 years old...at least this body is any way.."
"Untill a few years ago I was young and butifull , but the your Psi Corps got to me.."
"they ravaged my mind and locked me in a mental prison..."
"A mental prison...Like a Mental ASylum"I asked
"NO..No .no ..no.no.no.no It was a prison for the mind , i was held captive in side my own brain my body no longer under my control , I just existed...then one day a lovely young nurse appered in my cell , but by this time I had been trying to escape my own body for 3 years and now my chance had arrived ...I jumped from my own body to hers ...but now the body is withering..."

"Do you know why they call me Hand Of Joy??"
"Please, Enlighten me" Gazza replies.
"Beacuse the only thing that can stop me from dying , is joy, I feed on good emotions and of course the thing that gives me the most joy is killing...not quick paniless deaths, but long agonizing torturous deaths...the please me most of all..."

"You are really...one...twisted lady..you know that" gazza shouts at her.

"Ohhh..you dont know the half of it ...now let us proceede, COMPUTER , activeate Hand Program ..ummm...83."

Suddenly a large chair not unlike that of a dentists rises out of the floor and Gazza is prompetly deposited in it, the part usually containg the over head lam on a moveable arm has lots of shap pointy bits on it...metal bands close around Gazza's hands ,feet and chest .

"No NO NO!!! Dont do this ..why dont we talk..." Gazza stamers.

"Ohh there will be plenty of time during this to talk, infact i do hope you spill your entire history to me...it will make this even more enjoyable ...<Evil Cackle>"
Mentions Hand of Joy.

Your move mammajamma...

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Quote

Originally posted by gazza_2001:
**
"Do you know why they call me Hand Of Joy??"
"Please, Enlighten me" Gazza replies.
"Beacuse the only thing that can stop me from dying , is joy, I feed on good emotions and of course the thing that gives me the most joy is killing...not quick paniless deaths, but long agonizing torturous deaths...the please me most of all..."
"You are really...one...twisted lady..you know that" gazza shouts at her.
Mentions Hand of Joy.

Your move mammajamma...
**

Gazza's com link is still active, and the whole conversation was broadcast to all the Freeport posse.

In shock and despair, mamajama realizes that the Hand of Joy is one of her own kin - a mind jumper, a Horseman (please note HEAVY indebtedness here to Emma Bull's excellent novel,"Bone Dance"). Their species was constructed by a secret UE military group a century ago, to spy on human enemies. As far as anyone knows, the mind of a Horseman can only be killed in a "head fight" by another Horseman. If the mind can be locked inside a body of a host, and the host killed, that is another way to kill a Horseman. In this case, the mind was locked inside the old woman's body, and the result, as Gazza noted, is one sick, twisted, very old lady.

Now, if only mamajama can get control of her own mind, overcoming the terrible Pyro effects. Temporarily abandoning the effort to burn big bigs, mamajama seeks a quiet corner, beckoning Shade to follow.
"I'm going to call on some heavy duty help, some hoodoo help. I'll be containing it inside a circle, but if things go wrong... kill this body. I'll find another. And Shade....please sheathe that sword, it's distracting me."

From somewhere on her person, Mamajama has found a bag of salt. With this, she quickly casts a circle. Sitting crosslegged in it, her eyes rolled up, she begins to seek the voodoo entities she calls on for psychic help in extremities..."Papa Legba, Mama Erzulie, this is your child calling, and it is right that you help her. She is poisoned, and this body is burning up inside. Pour cool water on, Mama, papa, let me bathe in a crystal stream of consciousness..."

To Shade's psychic vision, a waterfall of turquoise water appears within the circle, pouring over mamajama for a long time. A glowing ember inside her translucent body is slowly extinguished. All seems to be going well. Then, suddenly, another presence is fighting to get inside the circle. This one is streaked with garish, psychedelic colors, and most resembles the terrified face of a Munsch nightmare.

"Mamajama, sister! Long time no see! Are you sure you're up for a head fight...with ME!"
The presence of the HAND fights to enter Mamajama's circle, swirling around it like a viscious candy colored tornado.

Gazza notices that the Hand of Joy's attention seems to be elsewhere. The dental equipment pauses, begins to lose shape.

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If you don't have anything nice to say, come and sit by me - Dorothy Parker

Cap'n quickly switches his nano into a four legged armed machine. Very quietly zapping the modified dental chair that Gazza is in and freeing him, Spliting his nano to make another four legged machine for gazza, and then setteling down to watch the fight. Also answering his call to heal the addicts, "i'm afraid that nano's need to be hatched and then bonded with a human in order to be able to heal them. i'm sorry"

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Drive defensivly. Buy a tank.

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Payback, unaware of the crazy stuff going on belowdecks, is stil stalking his way up to the bridge. He meets a few pirates along the way, but they seem distracted and don't pay him much mind. One did, however, and he was silently deposited in a cabinet much to small for him to fit.

Payback finally reaches the bridge door, after many twists and wrong turns. The door hisses open, and he finds alerts going off everywhere. He glances around, in the dim red light caused by the klaxon alarms, and finds what seems to be the authority figure. He is a quick walk away, across a catwalk above the crew pit and up a short flight of stairs. Before anyone notices he's there, Payback rushes up the the stairs and puts an automatic in Big Boss' face. The fat man man has a startled expression on his face.

"Hi, I'm a safety inspector, and this piece of junk seems about ready to break apart," Payback cracks. Suddenly, a huge jolt sends everyone off their feet, including Payback. An odd-loking ship, and then another, whizzes past. As a couple of the mean-looking guards begin to close in on Payback, he smiles anddraws his other automatic. "This should be fun," he thinks as he ducks the initial fire.

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"Hey Paul, do you like Huey Lewis and the News?"

OV walks around the cell as he waits for someone to save him. He sees someone coming torwards him, it's one of the slaves. "Who are?" the slave asks

"I'm Overrider. Could you get me out of here?"

"Who are you working with?"

"The people from the bar, have you met them?"

"Yes, I am Zoke."

"Nice to meet you" OV says as he walks out. Zoke and Ov run down the hallway trying to find the others

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Autonav intakes all the rage the Command Craft and Strike Cannon are directing toward the
Acid Trash. He soon notices the translucent cloud of vapor the ship is emitting.

"Ah, CRAP! You nincompoops!" he shouts at the vehicles. "Don't destroy it! Don't! Cease Fire!" he commands, as the ships continue to harrass the misshapen cruiser-class. They soon desist. Autonav tries to contain the leakage by summoning (woohoo, thank you little blue pill) a Container Drone. The drone putters off, then seperates into two seperate automatons to repair the fractures. He begins to circle around the stricken vessel in search of more damage.

Anybody's move. (this is like playing 18-direction :eek: chess)

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Shade shakes his head to clear it. He's fought God-like High Gadzair and demonic aliens beneath Siqwe, but this takes the cookie.
A psychic battle with a geriatric dominatrix was not what he'd expected.
But Shade soon realises that this can all be explained logically- mamajama's "vodoo gods" are probably nothing more than energy beings. Shade was an energy being once, after all, and through the mists of memory he recalls being the near-omnipotent Shade Manifold.
The Manifold rises once again, and Shade's conciousness lifts to examine the Acid Trash.
The energy signatures of the Proximan aliens, the Yaxtl, are dim insectile glows. The various humans are reddish-tinted forms.
Near the center of the ship two glowing mists of energy are twined about each other in mortal combat.
Above, the faint signature's of mamajama's "gods" drift.
The Shade Manifold approaches them.
<you will aid me> he tells them. An energy being can dispense with summoning rituals.
<who are you, little being?> the beings ask, tinted with humor.
<I,I,I,I,I am Shade, the Shadow on the Sun. I,I,I,I,I am the Darkness in the Light. I,I,I,I,I am the Shadow in the Night. I brought down the High Gadzair Isouae>
<we will aid you> the voice returns.
The Acid Trash is suddenly coated in a silvery metallic liquid, repairing it's many breaches and basic problems.

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(url="http://"http://www.geocities.com/shades_shipyard")Shade's Shipyard(/url), the source for your ship needs.

"Nice one Mammajamma and Captn, You saved my ass back there".syas Gazza
"I owe you a debt of hounor."
"Captn , come with me were heading to the prison cells , we have got to find OV I belive he can help...

Gazza and the Captn run off towards the far end of the room, gazza finds an access panel and rip's it open.
Inside he finds a computer touch screen, he opens up a map of the ship and sends it to the other members of the team by their comlinks.
Gaza and the Captn run along a seires of passage ways left,right,left,left,right,up,down and down again.
At the end of this arduos run, they find them selves , in a long narrow walkway with a steep drop on one side and a siries of cells on the other.

Gazza grabs his pistols and vapes the guards , Gazza and the Captn serach cell after cell and eventually run find OV's.

Gazza blasts open the lock, "are you alight OV?,"

"yeah I'm fine " OV replies,
Gazza hands him a comlink
"here take this you can use it to call up a map I have downloaded into it and also into the ones i have allready given out."
"who has them" asks OV

"Me, The Captn, Shade, Mammajamma and now you." replies Gazza
"I belive we should try and get to the bridge of the ship and try and take control of ship then we can use it to get out of here and also to destroy the proximans."
Gazza says.
The ragtag group hurry off towards the bridge ...

Somebody elses move now

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Zoke, OV, and Gazza try and find their way to the bridge, trying to find weapons. As they round a corner the trio run into a group of 4 men.

"What the hell?" one shouts.

"CHARGE!" OV says as they run at the guards. OV, Zoke, and Gazza start punching and kicking at the guards untill they're knocked out as they grab the laser pistols

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Payback: are the "odd looking ships" aliens leaving the station, or attacking it?

Mamajama opens her eyes on an eerie scene. A white circle with a radius of 10 meters or so defines its boundaries. Beyond the circle is darkness, lit with flashing red lights and energy flashes from weapons fire – the battle with the Yaxtl aliens in progress. Around it howls an angry wind, with the distorted face of her kin and nemesis, the Hand of Joy blowing through it. Her own circle is holding, for now. She is herself, all traces of the Pyromania drug cleansed from her body, thanks to the help of her voodoo mentors

Standing next to her are the manifestations of her deities, Papa Legba, a middle aged African man with a warm, humorous face, and the stern and striking, colorfully dressed Mama Erzulie.

"Your daughter thanks you, Papa, Mama ."
The energy beings she has thanked nod in acknowledgement.
"Yet your circle will not hold forever, child. You must fight your kinsister, and you must contain her in a body, and kill her there. Otherwise, the Hand will spread this poison throughout the galaxy, and many more will die. The Pyro death is not a good death at the fullness of life; it is waste and ruin, and it must be stopped."
"I will do what must be done. Yet I fear her strength." says Mamajama. "Will you help?"
"We will," they say. "And there are others."
Now Mamajama sees the figure of Shade, glowing as if lit from within, standing with her mentors. Outside the circle, she perceives the brave spirits of her companions from Freeport, all engaged in fighting the evil at hand.
"Yet this is for you to do. And it is time."
The boundaries of the circle dissolve. Immediately Mamajama is assaulted by the Hand’s crazed energies. She stretches out a psychic fist, and connects with a solid blow to the evil crone’s jaw. The old HOJ (Hand of Joy) responds by trying to get her in a half nelson and choking her. Mamajama wriggles out, flips the old HOJ onto the ground and begins beating her senseless. It seems she is winning. The old Ho’s eyes close and breathing stops. The outline of her psychic form begins to dim. Suddenly every nerve in Mamajama’s body is on fire. It seems a gallon of lye is being poured into every pore. She feels her connection to her body disappearing.

"Ha! I got in! I’m in, I OWN THIS BODY NOW!!!!!!!" In the old Ho’s voice, Mamajama cackles, her eyes glowing demoniacally. Her expression changes suddenly. "Shade! Remember what I asked you? Kill me, quickly, while the old ho’ is still trapped in here! I’ll be OK, I promise! Do it now!"

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If you don't have anything nice to say, come and sit by me - Dorothy Parker

The door to the bridge bursts open before any of the crew members can escape, disgorging a small group of bargoers, led by OV. Payback is standing over a half dozen dead guards. One of the projectile automatics is trained on Big Boss, who cowers half behind a console, as if he wasn't quick enough. Payback flashs an automatic the other at the opening door, but just as quickly lowers it. He throws a grin at his fellow bargoers. "Glad you guys got here. Think everything is covered right now. I've got one bullet left in each, and one goes to this simpering fool if he so much as twitches."

One of the guns drips a green liquid, as if he pistol-whipped the purple, brutish-looking alien stretched our on the floor in front of him. Payback glances around, wipes his mouth with his gunhand not trained on Big Boss, and ponders aloud, "What were we supposed to do here, anyway?"

mamajama, attacking, that was what was happened before I posted that, in any event.

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Shade drops from the Manifold-form, and thumbs the activation ring on the hilt of his Energy Blade.
Blue fires crackle up and down it's length as he raises it to point at mamajama/ the Hand Of Joy.
While standing a meter or so away, the HOJ thinks she is safe.
"You can't get me from there with that thing, sonny." she cackles.
"Not so." Shade replies. His arm stretches, plunging the blade deep into mamajama/ the Hand Of Joy's stomach.
Viciously rotating the blade, Shade rips it upwards to sever the HOJ's neck.
The bloody corpse, blood spurting from it's neck, slumps to the ground.
Shade sweeps his blade around to evicerate two approaching Yaxtl.

(mamajama, I'm not sure how you're going to survive having your body stabbed through the guts, sliced nearly in half, and decapitated, so the next post is yours)

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"OV , I want you to take the helm Im going to reroute power to the thrusters by shutting down life support on decks 9 to15 ,also im switching to emergency lighting only. to save power...."
Bzzz the lights dim , and then the ship shakes ...
"the engines are back online " shouts Gazza now lets get this crate out of here.
Gazza takes back the helm and give the Ops station to Captn , OV runs over to the Weapons station , while Payback takes the captain chair.

"Gazza , " Says Payback "Set a course get us out of here"
"rgr that" gazza replies
"OV , shields up, and bring the neautron turrets online" Payback orders
"Already done" OV says

"Have we got any ships on scanners Captn?" asks payback
"yes 5 proximan battleships coming this way." Captn says

"All right crew, lets show em what we got." Says Payback

your move whoever

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(This message has been edited by gazza_2001 (edited 02-08-2002).)

Guys, when you start another freeport bar, traditionally you are supposedto put up the menu as was put up in the origional created by someone or other.... coughIothe IanCough

~A~

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"What! Only 4 needle launchers"?

Heheh! Can't believe I remembered that old password. I only dig itup when someone starts a new freeport. Still guys, for traditions sake you should put up the menu.

~A~

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"How can I make it go faster?" -Me-

Quote

Originally posted by Shade:
**Shade drops from the Manifold-form, and thumbs the activation ring on the hilt of his Energy Blade.
Blue fires crackle up and down it's length as he raises it to point at mamajama/ the Hand O
Viciously rotating the blade, Shade rips it upwards to sever the HOJ's neck.
The bloody corpse, blood spurting from it's neck, slumps to the ground.
Shade sweeps his blade around to evicerate two approaching Yaxtl.

(mamajama, I'm not sure how you're going to survive having your body stabbed through the guts, sliced nearly in half, and decapitated, so the next post is yours)
**

After Shade slices off the hoj’s head, mj floats up above the ship and observes. To her psychic vision, the spirit of the HOJ soaks into the Acid Trash's decks with the blood of mamajama's old body. There is nothing left. Her mentors, with Shade’s help, are sealing off the many cracks and gaps in the Acid Trash’s hull. So the Freeport gang was not in danger of asphyxiation by vacuum, only by being torn apart by giant alien insects, shot by vengeful pirates, and poisoned by Pyro in the water supply. At least, the Hand of Joy is really and truly dead, locked into Mamajama’s old body. So her comrades are also no longer in danger of being slowly tortured to death to appease the old HOJ’s hankering for suffering.

MJ spares a moment of regret for the old body. It had served her well for almost 10 years, since she moved into it after its owner tried to commit suicide and failed, leaving the body in a coma. MJ reanimated the body with her own spirit, causing the suicide’s family and loved ones to rejoice at the miracle, until they realized that there had been some fundamental changes in the suicide’s personality. Becoming a loner bounty hunter and avoiding close personal ties.had been the logical move,
It had been a good life, being a bounty hunter for a decade. MJ had amassed millions in credits, and had a sweet Cobra ship, the Mean Teacher, to explore the Galaxy in. The Cobra was still password keyed; she could reclaim her ship and her fortune, if she could find a vacant body. For her, that was the most pressing task at hand.
Slowly scanning pirates, comrades, slaves, and captives, all bodies were most vibrantly occupied. Wait there was one that seemed a shell. Not one of her own failed clone attempts, kept in refrigeration in her ship. No, this was .a female, and young, one of the prisoners who had been transported to Gazza’s ship. The lights were on; the body seemed healthy, although addicted to Pyro, and had been abused; but there truly was no one at home. Why the spirit had fled, Mamajama didn’t know. Perhaps it was the last defence against an intolerable life. But that body would make a good home for her. With very little effort, Mamajama slipped in to the young ex-captive’s body, and began cleansing it of the Pyro toxins, using what she had learned from the same process on her old body. Eventually, the young lady opened her eyes and smiled at the medical bay nurse atttending her in Gaza’s ship.
"Hello. I’m Mamajama, and I’m back. What’s going on out there?"

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Gazza, OV in some of your posts it says we are "running" around the ship. And also searching for weapons. have you forgotten your four legged nano ship that i gave you? oh well...

Suddenly the wrist comptuter on Cap'ns left wrist starts to beep. The chemicals that had imobilized my ship have worn off. "Now it's time for some fun" Cap'n says as he presses a button on the wrist computer.

Meanwhile in the docking bay, The silvery nano ship starts to split into another ship. Then that ship starts to duplicate, and the next. Then a small fleet of the nimble, unmaned vessels tears out of the docking bay, going of to attack the proximian ships.

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Drive defensivly. Buy a tank.

(This message has been edited by Cap'n Spanky Pants (edited 02-08-2002).)