Back to the main page

Mailing List Logs for ShadowRN

Message no. 1
From: Geoffrey Gerrietts <Siothrun@***.COM>
Subject: Monday Night Fireworks
Date: Tue, 13 Dec 1994 15:50:26 -0500
>>>>>[Fun, wasn't it boys? You just got to get the hop on ol' Roger if you
want to plug your toys full of lead afore I tear 'em up. And it helps if you
know to expect the ol' Danse Macabre, but then it t'ain't nearly so much fun.

So whaddya think? Shall we go make some heads roll down Anna-ways, too? That
lad we dragged out of there had all sorts of fun surprises to tell us. Shall
we hook up in Carbondale? I can tell you the story there.]<<<<<
-- Jolly Roger (03:02:56 / 12-13-55)
Message no. 2
From: Geoffrey Gerrietts <Siothrun@***.COM>
Subject: Monday Night Fireworks
Date: Tue, 13 Dec 1994 19:11:55 -0500
NOT TO: Humanis Operatives, UCAS Employees
>>>>>[Hmm. Sometimes, I must admit, Dragonfly is right. You must understand
that this is not frequently true, however, tonight's little demonstration of
what collective reasoning can achieve does vindicate him. Allow me to
explain, for the benefit of all.

Over the weekend, the black car disappeared. This gave me no end of
satisfaction, convinced as I was that I could safely go back to examining an
ancient Coptic text of which I had recently been sent a facimile. Naturally,
Dragonfly's rather overactive scanning quickly picked up on the van down the
road. Even I had to agree that the sat-link dish was a giveaway, even if
their thermal masking did cover the majority of the IR bleed. So I went to
the meet at the Underground. <12.5 Mp deleted from mail queue>]<<<<<
-- Damselfly (02:19:52 / 12-13-55)
Message no. 3
From: Geoffrey Gerrietts <Siothrun@***.COM>
Subject: Monday Night Fireworks
Date: Tue, 13 Dec 1994 19:11:57 -0500
*****NOT TO:HUmanis Operatives, UCAS Employees
>>>>>[Sorry to cut her short, but she rambles, and she misses the good
parts
anyway. The line is that I took her with. We hooked with Kovak after a call
to his doss. Then we waited for that Jolly Roger character and his troll
buddy. Didn't show for an hour, so we revised the plan for limited firepower,
then went to stake out the van.

Wasn't in my spot (covering Damselfly's hoop) for about six seconds before
this torqued-up ork in a tux & top hat comes sauntering up. He starts talking
magick-jive to Damselfly, all about watchers and water elementals, then turns
and starts walking down the street, real cool and cocky, singing some song
about a psychotic rabbit and an elf shaman. Damselfly looks really tired all
of a sudden, and I start to wonder what happened, get my FN-HAR locked &
loaded.

So then the front end of the van collapses; I hear a Panther going off about
a block back. I'm thinking it's time to get to the bike when I turn and see
folks piling out of the van like it's gonna blow. Then the Panther again and
the tanks fireball; Kovak's got two of the former passengers popped in the
kneecaps while I'm still drawing a bead. That fraggin' ork's still walkin'
down the middle of the street like nobody's business. Then something seems to
click, and he whirls about twice as fast as my eyes see, somethin' shiny in
his hand, and somebody's head rolls off while he's poppin' caps at the rest
of 'em. I mean quick. The bodies start to topple just as a troll rolls up on
a bike, tosses a limp body across his lap, and roars off.

I've finally got a bead on someone who isn't already crumpled, right, and then
that headless Joe gets up and starts walking over toward the others, still
pumping blood out his neck. Needless to say, I lost my shot *and* my lunch.
Those other folks -- there were two still standing of the half-dozen from the
van -- they weren't looking real comfortable either.

And then the ork lets loose. I mean, he doesn't start shooting or anything,
he just starts hollering. Like "Who the frag are you people?" and all that,
while this headless thing keeps shambling over. And they don't answer, so he
cuts them down. Then he wanders off down the street, singin' that song again.

The corpse collapses, finally, and Kovak comes out of the alley across the
road, his eyes wide as mine. Damselfly's passed out -- don't know exactly
what she did (still don't get all that sorcery stuff), but she did it hard.
And so me and Kovak, we kick those two he'd hobbled around a bit, find out
that they're UCAS Intel of all things, trying to keep us from spilling the
fraggin' beans about the drek down in Anna. They'd lost enough blood I
figured I'd leave 'em to the mercy of DocWagon, so I hopped on the bike &
came home.

So anybody got any ideas on *THIS?*]<<<<<
-- Dragonfly (02:37:12 / 12-13-55)
Message no. 4
From: "Thomas W. Craig" <Craigtw1@***.COM>
Subject: Re: Monday Night Fireworks
Date: Wed, 14 Dec 1994 10:34:28 -0500
*****PRIVATE: Dragonfly and Friends
>>>>>[I've talked with a few of my contacts and they have told me that
there
is NO UCAS governmental actions being taken in Anna. Those people you talked
to might be members of a group called "Fist Of Five". Of course my contacts
could be filling me with drek; but these are people who have been straight
with me in the past. Notify me of any Fist Of Five activity down there, I've
had run-ins with them in the past. As for Anna, itself, well...From the info
I got Anna has seceded from the UCAS and has applied for annexation by the
CAS. The CAS legislature is deliberating on accepting. The secession,
itself, has not been accepted by the UCAS nor the international community.
The military is not doing anything there because of The happenings in
Chicago and Boston. Should those places settle down then watch for a large
military operation.]<<<<<
--Buzz (The one the only...Human Bee in the Matrix)

Further Reading

If you enjoyed reading about Monday Night Fireworks, you may also be interested in:

Disclaimer

These messages were posted a long time ago on a mailing list far, far away. The copyright to their contents probably lies with the original authors of the individual messages, but since they were published in an electronic forum that anyone could subscribe to, and the logs were available to subscribers and most likely non-subscribers as well, it's felt that re-publishing them here is a kind of public service.