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		<title>Binary at 19:11, 18 August 2014</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;td colspan='2' style=&quot;background-color: white; color:black; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 19:11, 18 August 2014&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Cast of Characters=7, 42, 151, 472, 492, 495, 515, 525, 526&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;|Cast of Characters=7, 42, 151, 472, 492, 495, 515, 525, 526&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;}}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;}}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Well, I still hope it's not contagious, and I'll check us for bugs all the same.&amp;quot; &amp;amp;lt;&amp;amp;lt;Dawn, load the microbe-scanning program.&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm165&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&amp;amp;lt;Loaded and ready for transfer.&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Staren reaches into his ever-useful magic bag and pulls out a tiny little spraycan. He shakes it up, which probably isn't necessary, but he's mentally tired. He sprays some on himself, then on Kotone if she lets him, then on the corpse, and pockets it. &amp;amp;lt;&amp;amp;lt;Execute.&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt; And the nanites begin to search for and categorize microbes, just in case of anything... weird. &amp;quot;Now, how to scan in detail for magic, hmm...&amp;quot; Staren puts the spraycan back in his bag, and holds his hand to his forehead. &amp;quot;I don't know. I've been awake for too long, I think. Need to sleep, or something like it...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;Well, I still hope it's not contagious, and I'll check us for bugs all the same.&amp;quot; &amp;amp;lt;&amp;amp;lt;Dawn, load the microbe-scanning program.&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt; &amp;lt;span style=&amp;quot;color:xterm165&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&amp;amp;lt;Loaded and ready for transfer.&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt; Staren reaches into his ever-useful magic bag and pulls out a tiny little spraycan. He shakes it up, which probably isn't necessary, but he's mentally tired. He sprays some on himself, then on Kotone if she lets him, then on the corpse, and pockets it. &amp;amp;lt;&amp;amp;lt;Execute.&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;gt; And the nanites begin to search for and categorize microbes, just in case of anything... weird. &amp;quot;Now, how to scan in detail for magic, hmm...&amp;quot; Staren puts the spraycan back in his bag, and holds his hand to his forehead. &amp;quot;I don't know. I've been awake for too long, I think. Need to sleep, or something like it...&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		<author><name>Binary</name></author>	</entry>

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		<title>Staren: It turns out preformatting your pose for wiki doesn't work, it changes the angle brackets to &amp;gt; and &amp;lt; when it posts them :(</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;It turns out preformatting your pose for wiki doesn&amp;#039;t work, it changes the angle brackets to &amp;gt; and &amp;lt; when it posts them :(&lt;/p&gt;
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				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l23&quot; &gt;Line 23:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:472|Dimentio (472)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Dimentio heard the frequency on the radio, and the humming of bees is what got him interested in it. Listening in to find the warpgate coordinates, he was able to convince one of his allies to join him, he'd possibly need her power for something /this/ ominous.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Which is why a creepy clown and a tiny green little girl are hurtling through the trees and portals, landing harmlessly somewhere 'normal'. Mimi lands on Dimentio's head, his disembodied hands calmly removing her as she pouts. Dimentio then proceeds to grab her, as the two teleport forward several times (beats walking!). But when they spot the source of the disturbance, they quickly teleport away...? Guess they're not going to be doing anything after all.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Also, one of those draugr that just appeared seems kind of weird, isn't it? Especially since it's not giving off any magic, atleast near the level of the other draugr.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:472|Dimentio (472)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Dimentio heard the frequency on the radio, and the humming of bees is what got him interested in it. Listening in to find the warpgate coordinates, he was able to convince one of his allies to join him, he'd possibly need her power for something /this/ ominous.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Which is why a creepy clown and a tiny green little girl are hurtling through the trees and portals, landing harmlessly somewhere 'normal'. Mimi lands on Dimentio's head, his disembodied hands calmly removing her as she pouts. Dimentio then proceeds to grab her, as the two teleport forward several times (beats walking!). But when they spot the source of the disturbance, they quickly teleport away...? Guess they're not going to be doing anything after all.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Also, one of those draugr that just appeared seems kind of weird, isn't it? Especially since it's not giving off any magic, atleast near the level of the other draugr.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Staren's getting ready to head out when it comes to his attention that Draug is a kind of undead. So, there's to be zombies, are there? Staren prepares for combat, then...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Staren currently has the appearance of, well, himself, but in some unusual armor. The famous (well, in his world) Triax BLUE armor (ironically painted red) with its distinctive round pauldrons with little round indentations in them, though without the built-in arm weapons it's usually paired with. There's also a tail covered in segmented metal. Instead of the distinctive skeletal faceplate, though, is a simple helmet with a transparent, full-face visor. This isn't a hulking cyborg body, so instead of exposed metal, a bit of synthflesh is visible at his neck between the helmet and the chestplate. In addition, his trusty magic messenger bag is slung over his left shoulder to hang at his right side, in an armored carrying case that's strapped in place so it won't bounce around when he's fighting. His signature laser pistol and beam saber are also holstered at his hip, and what looks like some kind of assault rifle with scope and underbarrel grenade launcher is slung over his back.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;lt;&lt;/del&gt;div class=&amp;quot;toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed&amp;quot;&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;gt;&lt;/del&gt;BLUE Cyborg Reference - &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;lt;&lt;/del&gt;div class=&amp;quot;mw-collapsible-content&amp;quot;&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;gt;&lt;/del&gt;http://downloads.dragonsprophecy.net/rifts/rifts_borg_blue.jpg&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;lt;&lt;/del&gt;/div&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&lt;/del&gt;/div&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&lt;/del&gt;br /&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&lt;/del&gt;div class=&amp;quot;toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed&amp;quot;&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;gt;&lt;/del&gt;BLUE Cyborg picture - &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;lt;&lt;/del&gt;div class=&amp;quot;mw-collapsible-content&amp;quot;&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;gt;&lt;/del&gt;http://i.imgur.com/EQKUO.jpg&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;lt;&lt;/del&gt;/div&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;&lt;/del&gt;/div&lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;amp;gt;&lt;/del&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Staren steps out of the gate and wooooah. He crouches down low, holding his hand to the branch below. &amp;quot;What... a world tree?&amp;quot; He looks around and... ooof that made it worse. It's weird -- there's no headache for the robot body, or the like, so it's more like... he just can't process what he's seeing. Still... the branch is present enough. Carefully, he stands up, and takes another step forward--&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Wooooooooooah&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Staren tries to steady himself, arms and tail stretching out for balance, but... it's not like he lost it in the first place. Scans of the portal reveal it as the origin of the strange signal. He hesitates. He tries turning around and stepping again, to see if it returns him to the warpgate -- whether it does or not, he's come this far, so he steps back up to the portal and through it.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Finally, reality's back. Staren lets out a deep breath he didn't realize he was holding in. And here are... bees. Ooookay. Staren frowns slightly. Getting stung would be unpleasant, if he had returned to his organic body. But... like this, he has nothing to fear from bees, so he moves on. A boat? A crashed viking boat by woods and a... paved road. That tells him something about this world. He thinks. Actually on reflection, a paved road and a viking ship could mean anything really. He wonders if he'll look out of place here... well, if he sees other people, he can activate Iianor's illusion spell.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Oh hey, there are other people now! Well. Human shapes. Shuffling around.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;This is not Staren's first zombie apocalypse. He draws his laser rifle and waits with Ainsley, watching, waiting. Of course, if they sense living things, he won't show up, but if they sense some kind of spirit or soul or magic, who knows? Ainsley gets a nod of greeting, the others get curious looks.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Wait. There's a woman there! He opens his mouth to speak, hesitates. Could she be one of them? He's about to scan for lifesigns when the zombies--sorry, draugr--rush her. Well, this seems pretty straightforward. Staren levels his laser rifle and starts shooting zombies.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:42|Staren (42)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Staren's getting ready to head out when it comes to his attention that Draug is a kind of undead. So, there's to be zombies, are there? Staren prepares for combat, then...&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Staren currently has the appearance of, well, himself, but in some unusual armor. The famous (well, in his world) Triax BLUE armor (ironically painted red) with its distinctive round pauldrons with little round indentations in them, though without the built-in arm weapons it's usually paired with. There's also a tail covered in segmented metal. Instead of the distinctive skeletal faceplate, though, is a simple helmet with a transparent, full-face visor. This isn't a hulking cyborg body, so instead of exposed metal, a bit of synthflesh is visible at his neck between the helmet and the chestplate. In addition, his trusty magic messenger bag is slung over his left shoulder to hang at his right side, in an armored carrying case that's strapped in place so it won't bounce around when he's fighting. His signature laser pistol and beam saber are also holstered at his hip, and what looks like some kind of assault rifle with scope and underbarrel grenade launcher is slung over his back.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/ins&gt;div class=&amp;quot;toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed&amp;quot;&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/ins&gt;BLUE Cyborg Reference - &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/ins&gt;div class=&amp;quot;mw-collapsible-content&amp;quot;&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/ins&gt;http://downloads.dragonsprophecy.net/rifts/rifts_borg_blue.jpg&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/ins&gt;/div&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/ins&gt;/div&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/ins&gt;br /&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/ins&gt;div class=&amp;quot;toccolours mw-collapsible mw-collapsed&amp;quot;&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/ins&gt;BLUE Cyborg picture - &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/ins&gt;div class=&amp;quot;mw-collapsible-content&amp;quot;&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/ins&gt;http://i.imgur.com/EQKUO.jpg&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/ins&gt;/div&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/ins&gt;/div&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/ins&gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Staren steps out of the gate and wooooah. He crouches down low, holding his hand to the branch below. &amp;quot;What... a world tree?&amp;quot; He looks around and... ooof that made it worse. It's weird -- there's no headache for the robot body, or the like, so it's more like... he just can't process what he's seeing. Still... the branch is present enough. Carefully, he stands up, and takes another step forward--&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Wooooooooooah&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Staren tries to steady himself, arms and tail stretching out for balance, but... it's not like he lost it in the first place. Scans of the portal reveal it as the origin of the strange signal. He hesitates. He tries turning around and stepping again, to see if it returns him to the warpgate -- whether it does or not, he's come this far, so he steps back up to the portal and through it.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Finally, reality's back. Staren lets out a deep breath he didn't realize he was holding in. And here are... bees. Ooookay. Staren frowns slightly. Getting stung would be unpleasant, if he had returned to his organic body. But... like this, he has nothing to fear from bees, so he moves on. A boat? A crashed viking boat by woods and a... paved road. That tells him something about this world. He thinks. Actually on reflection, a paved road and a viking ship could mean anything really. He wonders if he'll look out of place here... well, if he sees other people, he can activate Iianor's illusion spell.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Oh hey, there are other people now! Well. Human shapes. Shuffling around.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;This is not Staren's first zombie apocalypse. He draws his laser rifle and waits with Ainsley, watching, waiting. Of course, if they sense living things, he won't show up, but if they sense some kind of spirit or soul or magic, who knows? Ainsley gets a nod of greeting, the others get curious looks.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Wait. There's a woman there! He opens his mouth to speak, hesitates. Could she be one of them? He's about to scan for lifesigns when the zombies--sorry, draugr--rush her. Well, this seems pretty straightforward. Staren levels his laser rifle and starts shooting zombies.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:515|Wuyin Tsai (515)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Stepping back propels Staren back towards the Warpgate. It looks like he can come and go, though he gets the feeling he shouldn't stick around very long in here. It's... disconcerting.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Passing through the fog, even teleporting, is uniquely uncomfortable. Blurr appears, but there's a film of moisture on him, apparently normal. He feels /dirty/, though, simply /unclean/. The scan reveals that the road winds up towards a town, with the forest extending over a ridge on the other side of the road. There are a great number of people(?) moving through it in various directions. Some of the shapes are larger.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;More of the shapes start to come out of the woods. They're humans, with the complexion you'd expect from corpses and with black, filmy eyes. They make wordless sounds as they approach, rushing out of the woods at a laboring run, arms outstretched and mouths open. Inga is directly in their path, and they're coming from all directions /except/ from where the portal is.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;A gunshot rings out. One of the undead drops, pitching over from a shot to the head. A man steps out from behind one of the trees, holding an old lever-action rifle and wearing a stetson. He takes aim at the next, but only seems to be firing when they stray too close to the path to the portal.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Well? You all just gonna stand there, or are you gonna get in there?&amp;quot; He seems to be speaking to the collected group of you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:515|Wuyin Tsai (515)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;Stepping back propels Staren back towards the Warpgate. It looks like he can come and go, though he gets the feeling he shouldn't stick around very long in here. It's... disconcerting.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Passing through the fog, even teleporting, is uniquely uncomfortable. Blurr appears, but there's a film of moisture on him, apparently normal. He feels /dirty/, though, simply /unclean/. The scan reveals that the road winds up towards a town, with the forest extending over a ridge on the other side of the road. There are a great number of people(?) moving through it in various directions. Some of the shapes are larger.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;More of the shapes start to come out of the woods. They're humans, with the complexion you'd expect from corpses and with black, filmy eyes. They make wordless sounds as they approach, rushing out of the woods at a laboring run, arms outstretched and mouths open. Inga is directly in their path, and they're coming from all directions /except/ from where the portal is.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;A gunshot rings out. One of the undead drops, pitching over from a shot to the head. A man steps out from behind one of the trees, holding an old lever-action rifle and wearing a stetson. He takes aim at the next, but only seems to be firing when they stray too close to the path to the portal.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Well? You all just gonna stand there, or are you gonna get in there?&amp;quot; He seems to be speaking to the collected group of you.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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