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Elemarth asked. "Well, I've never done either thing before but..." She grinned. "That sounds good to me!"

That'd be pretty bloody productive of you.

and asked, "Do you want to help me blow up spam bots and set up a surveillance system at the same time?"

I don't actually have any agents.(insert sadface) If you're not finished before the middle of September, I'd love to let you use them!

Niely trudged down the stairs of her apartment building, a small duffel on her back and a shotgun in her hand.

When she stepped outside she realized had already missed the main crowd. "I guess I'm late, as always" she mumbled jokingly to herself.

She setup her shotgun inside of an abandoned pickup truck. An unlucky spambot took face-full of lead, and Niely reloaded. She was just about to fire when a girl (with what looked like C4?) walked past. "Hey! What are you doing out here!" she shouted.

If we're trying to avoid giving the spammer a link to The Other Board... why is it up at the very to of the page in bold font?

That'll teach me to start paying more attention.

Finally, more people who know Symphonia~ My day is also made.

with her typical over packing, over planning fashion she had a well stocked supply of food, medical supplies, cooking supplies, clothes, and other minor necessaries. She sets up her inflatable mattress, arranges her stuff, then sets up the camp cooking equipment, and starts a cauldron of soup to feed the refugees.

Note: The following paragraph also appears in the mission. Feel free to skip it here or there.

Okay, just putting this out there. I rushed this. I've split most of this summer between taking classes in order to prepare for my semester in Italy and working to afford said semester, so I didn't do the amount of research I usually do. It bothered me, but I thought I might as well put it out there. Agent Penguin, I'm sorry for whatever you find lacking. I figured better I should post it now as is rather than in a few months.

Hope that didn't scare you off. Also hope it explains my absence from the board as of late.

http://terrofen.livejournal.com/3829.html

and looked around at the chaos. She realized that she had left everything back at the Board -- even her laptop, which to her was an absolute disaster. She had no idea when she'd be back, and what if one of the bots damaged it? That would be...

Well, this was not the time to be worrying about her laptop or any of her belongings, she decided. Some people were injured, some were working on something to do with chalk, and some were setting up camp, so she had to do something.

She walked up to the nearest boarder who didn't appear entirely absorbed in something else. "Um, excuse me? I, um, I'm new -- kind of -- well, I wasn't here a year ago, anyway -- and I didn't bring anything with me, but, um, can I help with anything? Anything?"

If there are two things we of the PPC are good at, it's weathering spam storms and making the same mistakes. Everyone's done something embarrassing like that, and we've all snapped at each other at some point. Linger in 'Pennance Mode' for a while if you like, but don't stay too long, or we'll drag you out by your toenails ;p

And no, I don't think there's anything in particular you - or I, or anyone - can do right now. Except maybe prepare some nets for ypur catching. :)

Sorry if you got the wrong impression; there are some people who are overly hesitant to make changes or, alternately, too quick to do so and snarl things up. I'd rather everyone did their personal details themselves because I'm liable to make an error that would have to be fixed later anyway.

Also... just out of curiosity... "chill out"? That's an American phrase, isn't it? I haven't heard that in years...

to leave the Board, trying to communicate with the bots in troll. Unfortunately for him, this new group didn't seem to know the language, and no amount of "teksoqp's" would quiet their incessant demands for "ypur pics."

As the spambots began to grow hostile, doctorlit weaved between bots and the now rapidly-spawning ypurs, trying to reach his own little corner of the Board. he unceremoniously shoved books off the shelves into a Convenient Wheelbarrow™ and hauled it towards the exit as quickly as the heavy load and his skinny legs would allow.

"E-mail ypur pics," monotoned a spambot, dead ahead, a blue yak materializing to its side. Frowning, doctorlit kept going straight forward, intent on ramming the bot out of the way. Bot and wheelbarrow met, knocking down the former and putting a flat wheel in the latter. Doctorlit's face smashed into his books as a cold hand around his ankle arrested his forward motion, bringing the wheelbarrow to a halt. "YYooouuurr ppiiiccss," mumbled the damaged spambot, oddly reverting to correct spelling.

Jamming his hand into the pile of books, doctorlit fished out a nice solid hardcover, acquired used from a sale at a library, and gave the spambot's face a solid wallop with the back cover. His ankle freed, doctorlit shoved the lopsided wheelbarrow out the exit and in the direction of the bunker. As the confused lowing of ypurs began to fill the air, he thought to himself, Great. Now, I need to get shards of spam-metal out of this book.

Kyoki sidled through one of the side doors clutching a sleeping bag and wearing a rather bulging backpack while the spambots were distracted elsewhere.

As she set down her stuff, the bulging backpack started hissing in a rather alarming way. Opening the bag, Cat jumped out and painfully demonstrated her dissatisfaction with the indignity of being stuffed in a bag. Wincing, Kyoki walked around as quickly as possible to look for power plugs and get away from Cat until Cat calmed down. Kyoki was rather worried about her Bengal tiger. She wanted to bring him along, but figured that he'd be happier outside the fortress batting around spambots for fun.

After finding some power plugs in the columns, Kyoki pulled out a power strip and set up her laptop, amongst the other electronic things she brought.

Smiling very happily, Kyoki reached into her bag and brought out her much beloved collection of explosives. With her explosives, she wandered off looking for spambots to explode.

And yeah...of course it'll be BEFORE the 2008 Invasion. A year before....TTATT

Alrighty then! I shall add them to the guest list! =3

Now I just have to figure out where the wedding will be THIS time. OFUM is out. So is HFA. Hmm....

~Keily

Assuming the wedding takes place before the 2008 Sue Invasion, since you said the groom dies then...

Nurse Jenni would definitely turn up for a wedding. If it's 2007, she'd probably drag Ilraen along so he can see what it's like, and between the two of them they could probably get Nume to show up. You could also grab any of my FicPsych people. And Agent!Neshomeh.

~Neshomeh

...I'm just worried about the Board. The idea of the PPC shutting down seems to sort of be one of my freakout buttons.

So...while I am in Pennance Mode, is there anything productive I could be doing?

I'm afraid you picked a hell of a time to show up, but we welcome you as best we can. Pardon the mess.

Also, I approve of your literary fandoms. No Final Fantasies besides IV?

I couldn't think; it's such a relief to have an answer.

What? Oh, right. DIE BY FLAMING SWORD!

*not channeling her inner Aziraphale at all*

http://jakraziel.livejournal.com/852.html This is the introduction for my agents.

http://jakraziel.livejournal.com/695.html This is the character sheet.

If someone could check them over and tell me about any errors or contradictions between them I will reward you with missions.

Please email me if you can help.

Remember waaaaay back when Agent Shinra and Agent Ueru used to work together? And that they had four (or was it five? six?) failed weddings and then just gave up? About the same time I went into lurk mode for a really long time?

Well, been going through my agents and their histories and Ueru ended up one of the many who died during one of the invasions. However, this is has nothing to do with that~!

This is me trying to ask if anyone wants their agent to make a small appearance in some backstory I finally dragged out of storage and decided to finally write. A.K.A. The eventual marriage of Agent Shinra and Agent Ueru. Because, you know, it's about friggin' time.

Any takers? If not, I don't mind. I'll just put a bunch of nameless agents in the reception. =D

~Keily, who's happy to be writing something not!depressing again

Everybody messes up. Everybody. You, me, July, and the Admin, who is me, and thus has messed up every bit as much as I. There's no need to shave your head and move to Tibet because you misread a situation, especially one with as many different potential interpretations as a spam-bot bombarding the board. There's no need to go into Pennance Mode because July snapped at you.

we're taking refuge. This is and will remain to be our place, even if we temporarily evacuate for fumigation.

But yes, we are going places, and no, I'm pretty sure Edward isn't the spambot in disguise.