Man_From_AUNTIE

Second page! This will not do.
So said Statesman.
Then Lord Recluse showed up and tried to drag it to the very back page.
Cimmie's friends rallied to her dire straights and foiled fiend's plan.

Putting back on the front page. LH or Ex get this restickied quick or I will sic Cimmie and her Talemates on ya.

Well, one of Cimmie's fellow Cat Talemates gave birth to 4 little itty bitty Siberian Tiger kittens.

Thanks Jan. I spent like 10 minutes trying to get the fancy linky thinging to work. Got frustrated and decided to bag it.

Edit-knocking back to the first page. This is getting old, REALLY quick.

Someone *looks at Dirt* get this restickied...please please please....with candy coated liquor on top.

Got some in today.

getting this back on the first page

Zek what is your price range for a hotel/motel. I can call around for ya if ya want.

Who has Ex or LH as a buddy? Someone has to have one.
Get this resticky!!!! Or else she does get a turkey for Thaksgiving.

It just is a title for the amount of posts. It was decided upon by the folks that were getting close to, 10k posts I believe.

The forum title for posts just before that is 'Forum Cartel'.

That is why I live in Eastern WA. No earthquakes, floods, hurricanes, and if we have a tsunami reach us, the ocean is dry.

But I must say, a few years ago I was outside in a tornado putting a tarp over the trailer I was living in at the time. Found out that the funnel was coming down to the ground when me and my roommate were doing that.

Road trip.

Next part of MfA's story is up.

Ok, I don't want to clutter the forum.....Quit looking at me that way, I have been good with my threadjacking and I also served a self imposed forum ban.

The Wolvers and Lohr have seen this, I wrote a prestory for MfA. Yes I know it isn't complete but I would like my fellow servermates to offer some feed back on it. Even those I upset a few weeks ago.

And no, I didn't write this after the I10 annoucement but a week or so before as Lohr and the Wolver site can attest to.

“WATCH YOUR LEFT!”, I shout to Johnny I watch him dive beneath the energy beam from the alien. It is utter chaos here. I haven’t heard from Command in half an hour. Last message we got was these aliens were attacking the command bunker. I know Synapse said he was on his way but one person can only be in so many places.
I look up at see a silverish-blue streak running across the tarmac. It is knocking these aliens left and right and my radio crackles into my ear. “Epsilon, come in Epsilon, .”
“Sir it is good to hear your voice again, thought you were a goner there.”
“We are ok thanks to Synapse. He said he was going to help your squad out. Have you seen him yet?”
Looking out I see the speedster rushing of to Alpha squad’s position now. “Sir he has been here and is off to the nest squad in need of backup.”
“Good Epsilon. Need any back up?” I know better than to say yes over an open channel so I tell him no, but we could use some more chipped beef for dinner tonight.
“Roger, chipped beef. Normal kind or super chippy type?”
So, Command wanted to know if I wanted frag grenades or frag/incendary types. “Sir, the men are asking for extra chippy for tonight. How soon should I let them know when we can have dinner?”
“15 minutes, we are airmailing it to you now.”
I call my men back since it seems we are getting some artillery fire for dinner instead of grenades.

"Sergeant, wake up!"

I opened my eyes to see my Blue Steel standing at my side. I look around in confusion trying to place where I was. Looking back on it, Blue Steel must have seen the bewilderment in my eyes because he told me, "You’re in a hospital son. I need to know what happened to you and why you and your men were out there."

How could I tell him I was part of a special ops unit fighting the Rikti on American soil? My C.O. told us that we couldn't say that we were on a special assignment. Specifically against U.N. orders. Blue Steel jarred my thoughts with his statement; "You were married to a wet works agent named Denise Lafferty?"

"Who?" I asked, since we were man and wife but never showed it in public. Denise and I were just seen as fellow agents.

"The woman you married in secret 4 years ago on the Isle of Man. Don't play with me John, may I call you John," I shake my head no. "So John, you going to tell me about your squad? If so, I will tell you about wife." If I had my weapon or sidearm I would have shot him dead right there. Quid pro quo, as if, who was this super-powered being to tell me what to do. Where was my C.O., where was my squad...wait, did he just say 'were married'? As my thoughts race with this new revelation, so does my heart. My vision starts to tunnel and I hear from a ways off, "John, JOHN, calm down, relax."

Then from very far away I hear a door crashing open and someone yelling faintly, "Stand back sir, we need to stabi..."


"Men, you have been chosen to help Team Alpha with their assault upon these 'Rikti' that have invaded us. See your immediate superior for your assignments. Good luck and God's speed."

As the General turned away the Captain stepped forward and commanded us to dismiss. As my squad turned to see our lieutenant, I stood there and looked at my wife standing next to the General. She saw me looking at her and gave me a little smile and a waggle of the fingers. It is tough being wedded to an assassin but she is everything I want in a woman. I purse my lips in a kiss and see her face harden. It is just her way of blushing in 'company', but I love her so. I turn to catch up with my men.

"Still flirting with the Ice Queen I see John."

"As if he has a chance. Even if he got between her legs he would be frozen solid in seconds."

All the squad laughs at this, as do I, just thinking if you all only knew what she has gone through. "Well you know, I have to keep my booze chill some how." This really gets the guys laughing. As we enter the room with our Lt. that laughing dies off as we all get our game faces on.

"Men, you’re going to heading into the mouth of Hell. And I am proud of all of you for making the cut for this mission. We are going to be attacking the aliens. These so called Rikti, in their base at the Airport. We need to evacuate the city and get needed supplies in for ourselves. I don't know how many, if any, of you will survive so better make your goodbyes now. You have 6 hours till we make the assault, don't waste them. DismissED!"

As the rest of the guys file past me I am thinking if Denise and I can at least have a meal together if not more. My cell phone interrupts my thoughts. "This is John," "Baby, it's me, I have a few hours of downtime do you?" "I was just thinking of you love, want to meet me at that Italian place?" "Well John, I was thinking more like the motel down the street from it." I could hear the desperation in her voice like I knew she could hear mine. We both knew we were on suicide missions and we both knew it and wanted to celebrate life in the primal form with the one we loved. "Yeah, I remember the place, how so can you get there?" "I am busy right now but should be there in an hour. "I will have the room rented for us love, see you in an hour."



"John, can you hear me?" I open my eyes to see Blue Steel standing at my bedside. Beside him I see some blonde woman in a tight white outfit that left nothing to my imagination. "Let me introduce Sister Psyche. She has changed a lot as you can see. She is here to help you deal with what happened that day."
My vision starts to blur and fade to black. Last thing I remember is her looking intently at me.


"MOVE MOVE MOVE!" I hear the LT shout as we make out attack upon the Rikti stronghold around the Airport. My God, they are everywhere. They just appear in front of us, then behind us. I see the men are getting their nerves rubbed raw with all everything going on. Hell I was getting paranoid; I almost shot the LT when he came up behind me. I don't know how many planes we have seen shot down by the aliens. Damn bastards, just people trying to get away from them, utterly helpless in a metal tube and then there is nothing but a big fireball in the sky. Raining bodies down. With my squad we wanted to make them feel the same way. Then came our chance.


"'Relax John, I am in your mind, just wanting to know what went wrong at the airport.'" I hear this in my head and I am amazed. Her 'voice' is so relaxing and I can't hear what is happening around me but that is fine. I find this so nice after what I had been through.

"Steel, I have him under control. What did you want to know?"
"Just the main points for right now Psyche. You know, with this new body of yours, calling you that just seems wrong."
"Steel; don't let your thoughts wander. We are here to save this man, not discuss the problems we are having."


I move out between the rubble of the terminal. I am point man for this area. I don't see no one or no thing. Holding my MP-5 in a ready position I am moving through the corridors. The rest of the squad is 15 feet behind me when I hear it. That dreadful wailing sound of an alien just showing up, out of no where. I spin and see this.. thing.. standing like 8 feet tall and pulls this thing that I guess is a gun. The squad opens fire on the armored beast and I watch in horror as fires it gun into the men. All I see is gray ash falling afterwards. Know that a gun doesn't work so well up close I charge the beast. Pulling my combat knife I leapt upon the thing’s back, stabbing with all I am worth. Upon the third blow, the blade snaps. The beast just 'disappears' underneath me.


“Blue, I have to wait for a few hours. He is dealing with a near death experience and he could die on us if I don’t give him a few hours to deal with it mentally.”
“Psyche, I thought you could prevent that.”
“No Blue, only Numia can do that and she is busy right now with the gravely wounded. Here we have a man that thinks he lost everything. We just need to..Don’t say it Blue. Like I was saying we just need to convicine him that all is not lost.”
Blue Steel sees Psyche looking down upon me with a hardness to her face that disturbs him. “Why is he so important to the effort that you were sent Psyche?”
She turns to him and her face closed off. Not her normal openess, her eyes are haunted and her lips are pursued like she bit into a lemon. “Blue, I know you care for the normal men but this time, what happened at the airport is more than it appears. Don’t speak Blue, all I can say is that it is a Need-To-Know and you don’t need to.”



I fall face first into the carpet, and upon my knife blade. Writhing in pain I hear the sounds of the alien’s gun powering up. I roll over onto my back to watch death coming at me. Next thing I see is the alien is grasping at his throat and smoke appearing around his head.. Then I am bathed in a green glow and feeling damn good.
I stand up and see a man in jeans and dress shirt wrapped in flames. I start to run to tackle the guy to put his flames out and then he just gestured at me and then I was surrounded in flames. “What the hell are you!” I shouted at him.
“I am your savior so quit asking questions and breaking my concentration.” I see beads of sweat forming on his brow. Now I am getting worried, a super on one hand and a murderous alien on the other. I want to be home with my wife sipping a stiff drink.
“Go. Now. Run and take care of you mission. For the record my name is Donald and I was a janitor here at the airport.”
I can see this fool is doing an Alamo but I can not let him. I pick up my MP-5 and walk up to the alien. Looking at the suit I see a gap in the armor and stick my barrel in there and pull the trigger.
Watching the alien slump to the floor, I turn, grinning to Donald, and see the biggest, baddest looking alien I have ever laid eyes on. He just raises his hand and Donald is gripping his head in pain.
I raise my weapon and start to squeeze a shot off at it. In this time I see him raise his other hand and I am helpless.



“Blue, who was there from the super-powered element?”
“No one was with them other than Synapse, but he was all over the place that day. Why do you ask?”
“He is remembering another super there. This person saved him but it seems he in trouble and John is trying to save him now.”



I swear I can see him grinning inside of his helmet. Then my guts are clenched as I watch him walk up to Donald and see it pull a huge sword from behind him. In horror, I watch the alien swing it up from the waist to the shoulder and see Donald fall in two pieces. As the alien walks up to me I see a shadow getting bigger and bigger. The alien turns to see what causing this. The next thing we know there is this plane crashing through the terminal and hits the alien.
I feel the bonds loosen and dive away from the falling debris as the jet continues through the terminal. I see a ceiling panel falling down onto me and then all is black.



"Steel, he didn't know that was her plane that saved him."

"All right Psyche put in a block so he doesn't ever know, even if someone tells him. He is too valuable to the effort after Omega team's disappearance. We need everyone that we can get our hands on. After he heals up, he will become one of many to stem the tide and let us do more for our planet."

"Ok Steel, I will do this for you. Sleep John, Sleep. And forget."


I remember seeing a face pressed against the glass, just a glimpse. It was a woman, and she seemed so familiar. I dreamt of her while in the hospital. After getting out, I was determined to make everyone that wants to make this city a cesspit to know about this face I seen on a plane that saved me.

Short and sweet GG....this has been a subject that has been long simmering and your just adding fuel to the fire. Please for the love of Pete, don't take bits and pieces out of context to fuel your agenda. I beg you.

You are right T. I have done that like I have said before.

To Ex, I have to ask, which mod do we PM if we have a problem that doesn't involve a thread? If you remember, but in your workload I doubt, I PM'd ya only because I wasn't sure about WHO to PM about a issue and it was a specific one. Something that the notify mod button wouldn't cover. Also, if ya get a PM from a mod and told to contact LH or you but get no response what is our recourse? Case in point, before ya came on board, I mentioned my ethnic background but it was censored. Someone asked what the word was because it was very unusual for something like that to be censored. I admit I bypassed the filter by spacing the letters out, but I was talking about a ethinic group! Not being a jerk and swearing. I mean, black, asain, white, european, muslim, christian, buddist, taoist, communist. voodoo, even necrophilic aren't censored, so why should a word that denotes a person's ethnic background be censored only cause it is from a Judiac background. Or more simply put, why is it that I have to say holocaust background to let someone know my ethnic background?
Yes this has been simmer for a long time. I figure someone hit the notify mod button only because they were messing with me, but when I get a email from mod 6 saying to direct all questions to LH and I do and all I get is silence. That just says to me unless your in a brown-nosing group your SOL.

As Aero can say, I agree with him, I miss the welcoming commitee comments we use to have. I didn't partake of them since I am mainly a solo player and have pissed off some the regulars with my viewpoints on illict drug usage and have made no bones about it. I have kept my mouth shut about it for the most part unless I feel it gets out of hand here. But I haven't every hit the notify mod button on any subject about it.

I like almost everyone here. There are a few I have issues with but that is MY problem. I did bring it to the boards ONCE, and it was resolved that day. That seems to be the main thing we do, we getting into a issue with someone and in a day, for the most part, it is resolve or taken to PMs.

What upsets me the most, and what pulled Ex into here, is that we lost the Facts thread. Yes I did threadjack it but I also backed off when asked/ordered to stop by someone other than the OP. When I check the boards again after sleeping, I work graveyard, I find it locked. All because folks took offense to some made up facts about us even though they did the same thing in the beginning. That smacks of a clique mentality to me. Just because your the odd man out but try to fit in your punished for it, and I mean for anyone that was subjected to it. For me, I could care less but I do respect another person's viewpoint till it is forced upon someone else.

That seems to be what bugs me Ex. Like you said it is a few folks that are hitting the notify button. Maybe there should be some datamining done to see if there is a personal vendetta against folks going on here or what. I know I saw it for a few months with Wolfen but he, for the most part, let it be. Like our moms said, if someone picks on ya repeatly, they are teasing and your reacting to it just gives them what the want. Don't respond to them and they get bored and find someone else to pick on.

I only responded because I PMed Aero and with his response I felt I needed to say more than I did.

Ok, I have kept quiet to see the viewpoints of the other main posters. I was debating for around 15 mintues to make the first post but figured someone else would say something better and they did. Yes, I must have hit it right after Ex started the thread, and I know there are those here better than me to make a first commentary.
That said, I have read the entire thread before posting, there has been things said that made me grit my teeth, others that made me say YES (literally, I talk to my computer screen...quit looking at me like that). Others have posted things that I thought MEH, but I know them and respect them and held off till I got to the end.

Ok, hear it goes, quick if ya don't like my opinions-beliefs-views-just me, scroll past.







I think that the first thing is like others have said, the OP needs to be the one to make the notification. If it is a threadjack we should know whom of the moderators to send a PM to other than Ex. Only because I can imagine she has a ton of PMs daily.
I also think we need to think about how pertinent to the post we are replying to our comment is. Heaven knows how many times I have not posted after typing something out because it didn't seem right in hindsight.
I know I have ignored requests to stop threadjacking when I have been on a roll till I get a second person asking the same thing. Mainly because it was one person and not the OP and I was following along the guidelines of the OP's previous posts.
I have at times have had something to say that was on topic, the thread wasn't jacked, and the point wasn't made, but I didn't make a post only cause I knew I couldn't phrase it right. Other times I have had the moon and stars align and God smiled down on me and made a clear post when I have bothered to.
Another, I make fun of the fact that I have a gimpy namesake, I make no bones about it. I like it as it is. If by making fun of it causes a threadjack cause it was replying to someone about PWNING me, sorry, I just won't post other than making the gratz or happy birthday post. Ya all let me know since it seems I am one of the black sheep of the server, PM's would suffice....no I won't say who sent them if they are sent.
As far as notify moderator button, I have hit it a few times, only after I responded to a thread that was inflamitory (spi). I am sure many of ya know what I did when we were being insulted by someone from a different server and I was able to bypass the profanity filter. I admit I did because I was pissed off at the time.
In regards to when we post when mad, always review your post I have to suggest. There has been many a times I have replied to someone that made me mad. Either tone or just subject and after reviewing the post, and after having typed out my anger I just delete the thing. That goes back to always review your posts before hitting submit, just a suggestion is all.


This is to GG, yes I am replying to someone straight up only because of the frequency of the back and forth about her comments on toughing up. Yes GG, they are just words on a computer screen...BUT, they are typed by a real person on the other end. It is similiar, not be equatated with, cross burning. If your black person and get a cross burned on your lawn, why get upset, after all it is burned wood. No one beat ya up, ad hominom(spi), why be upset. That is how what it seems....see I didn't put words in your mouth, just saying how I view it, and how others may view it. I am not saying flamefests etc. are like crossburning, but it is a analogy about how some of us view a seemingly personal attack.

Nope Z.

But all contibutions/adoption fees are tax deductible though. Help our mascot and dut your taxes at the same time, what a deal!

*looks at location*

I don't think I can make it up there.

Sounds good Vorac.

Maybe.

If I am bored and with First Responders I have a level limit I go out and play.

I had a fun time with a dom and a stalker in BB tonight. I didn't win but I had a fun time for 20 minutes just trying to figure a way to beat them. It wasn't 2 on 1 but 1 on 1...I did swtich targets with them but still it was a fun run in futilaty <SPI>.

Plus those two didn't smack talk which I really respected. But I blew the doms mind when the person said, "No juice". And I said sorry....afterwards I did say I was sorry that they didn't have the end to finish me off sooner.

Well I saw on the news today that they have lowered the adoption fees/costs for the cats. Plus they are getting a new bobcat that is 13 years old with some medical problems. That bobcat was a pet...kinda like our Bobcat is.

Has anyone found out how Cimmie is doing for feeding lately? If not I could call to find out....plus are we willing to get a few other cats? Just in case they are in need?

Hey ya all, Cat Tails is have a reduction in "adoption" fee this month in honor of their anniversary.

They also got a new bobcat that is 13 years old too.


I may not be able to get out there but yet but I can keep ya all up to date on the Cat Tales happenings though.

Gawd I love Q6 news and their support for Cat Tales.

Newset update. Cimmie got 4 Siberan (sp) Tiger 'roommates'. And I got the ok from that guy so here is is. Just not all fancy like everyone else can do http://brickwallcomedy.com/iraq05/index.htm if I remember right it is 4 pages but it is a good read. After reading this it makes me wonder if the 'embedded' reporters did even a quarter of what this guy did.

((Too true, great to see))