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The one called 'Frank' should be carefull as the almighty 'Sea' wishes to speak to him. [img]graemlins/sleepy.gif[/img]

Who the fuck do these people think we are? Honestly, I think we should go around to Russel's house and beat the shit out of him. I can see the headline now:

WHANGAREI SWORD WANNABE BEATEN BY TRENCHCOATED GEEK GANG

or something similar. On another note, we went hunting cars with racist slogans on them on friday night. People of Whangarei will recall cars with 'Maori Side' written all over them, but justice was done, with two paint ball guns and loud angry white boy music. [img]cool.gif[/img] I'm doing my part, how about you lot?

Clarke, you are awesome. It almost makes me wish that I was back in Whangarei to help you.

On the other hand, I could just stay here in Christchurch, where THERE ARE NO NIGGERS.

This saturday I have a ziggurat party to go to. It was advertised as "Ziggurat Party. Bring a brick."

Apparently soebody wants to construct something on their lawn.

Hers's some other stuff my holidays involve:
(PS: sorry for how long this'll be...)
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The Great Zen-Ninja Round
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"My parents are the heaven and the earth.
My home is my body.
My power is loyalty.
My magic is training.
My life and my death is breathing.
My body is control.
My eyes are the sun and the moon.
My ears are sensitivity.
My laws are self-protection.
My strength is adaptability.
My ambition is taking every opportunity with fullness.
My friend is my mind. My enemy is carelessness.
My protection is right action.
My weapons are everything that exists.
My strategy is one foot in front of the other.
My way is ninjutsu."

- "Ninja Covenant", apparently

"Ninjas aren't dangerous. They're more afraid of you than you are
of them."

- The Tick, Night of a Million-Zillion Ninja

"KAOS is all about Ninjas"

- Simeon Lodge, apparently

"I never said that. You must have been smoking crack."

- Simeon Lodge, definately

Protocol
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This is a Zen round, as described in the Assassins' Guide
(http://kaos.org.nz/assassins_guide/scenarios.php#zen); you have
to plan an assassination as a kind of thought experiment and
submit it to Q (me). You may assume you have the items in the
list given below.

You have until the end of the (Canterbury) University Holidays
(i.e midnight 25th-26th April) to submit your plan to me in
writing. I suggest emailing it to me (in plain text, not word or
any other horrible format), or you may also post it on the rounds
list (http://kaos.org.nz/mailman/listinfo/rounds/) if you want
others to admire your genius. If there are diagrams, I suggest
putting them online and posting the URL, or arranging their
transfer with me ahead of the deadline.

There may be a few days of deliberations after the deadline before
a winner is selected. The judging criteria will be imagination,
flair and surrealism.

This round is open to all KAOS agents (and recognisable
associates) everywhere, and you may distribute this notice to
other agents as you see fit. If there are numerous entries from
more than one branch, branch winners may be declared, as well as
the overall winner.

Backstory
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"The Man" has had enough. This filth, this obscenity, this reefer
madness, this public show of defiance and disrespect cannot be
allowed to continue. "The Kids" might get ideas. Deals have been
made in smokey back-rooms. Having been promised that a blind eye
will be turned to his taking over all of the "Fish"* rackets in
the South Island, Ninja-Master Schmoo has unleashed his Ninja
minions (that's you), against this menace to society; Tyler
Durden^H^H^H^H^H Caleb Anderson AKA Dirtyfilthy.

Your target is Caleb, unless you are Caleb (hi Caleb), in which
case your target is Master Schmoo.

For the purposes of this round, imagine that Caleb is 6'2", high
on P, and armed with a pickaxe handle. Master Schmoo wears a
black suit and sunglasses (even to bed), and is chauffered around
in a big black car by his two ninja bodyservants. They will all
be at the "Fur, Feathers and Scales" party in Christchurch (NZ)
this weekend (ignoring the theme and clutching bottles of booze).

You can assume you can get to Christchurch if you're from out of
town (probably by clinging to a passing truck or plane for a
bloody long time), and that you can stay at secret Ninja HQ.

* Don't ask. It's just too awful.

Everything That Exists
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You have no car. Even if you do have a car, it's in at the shop.
Dunno, just can't get the parts these days...

You do have a large black gym-bag containing the following items:

* A bag of roasted peanuts.
* $2.75 in $0.05 pieces.
* A golf umbrella
* A small (plastic) bottle of olive oil
* A roll of piano wire
* A bus-card ($10 credit)
* A small ball of dryer lint
* A (glass) bottle of really bad, really cheap vodka
* A wire coat-hanger
* 200g sulphur
* A packet of chewing gum
* A cheap immitation Swiss Army Knife
* A can of hair-spray
* A pair of dark-glasses
* A fluffy cats-ears headband
* A packet of condoms (lubricated)
* 9 clothes pegs (your choice of type)
* A disposable cigarette lighter
* A ballpoint pen
* A hacksaw blade
* A can of sardines in tomato sauce
* A packet of paper-clips
* A tie pin (with the inscription "Kevin - 21")
* A rubber snake
* 3 kilt-pins (large safty-pins)
* An old-fashioned transistor radio (with earpiece and battery)
* 4 meters of teal coloured gauzy fabric
* A map of Christchurch
* 12 peacock feathers (in a cardboard tube)
* A broken wooden chairleg (of the truth!)
* A small jar of glitter
* 400 aspirin tablets (20mg)
* A used phone-card ($0.00 credit)
* 50 phenergan (antihystamine) tablets (25mg)
* 15 meters of soft rope
* A roll of large ziplock freezer bags
* A cap-pistol (revolver style, with 40 caps)
* The CD "The Darkness - Permission To Land" (with jewel-case)
* 2 bars of the best soap.
* A brown suit with yellow lining (shirt and tie included)
* A roll of duct tape
* Popcorn

You can leave this stuff at Ninja HQ when not in use. You may ask
for items you can grab "off the street" or from a junior grade
Ninja's rather spartan living quarters; leaves, dog droppings,
rice, single-ply toilet paper, that sort of thing. You also have
your regular street clothes and your special ninja clothes. Run amok.

Regards,
Simeon
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Is that awesome or what? Last weekend we had a night battle. You know the people that go on and on about how great it would be to play paintball at night? This was it, paintball switched for water guns, obviously.
Except one team decided it would be funny if they dressed as the beastie boys from the intergalactic planetary video. So they did. And they brought along a boom box cranking the beastie boys, and had flashing lights and torches. And set up some kind of silly dance routine.
Regardless, they actually did pretty well.

As well as some other stuff.

Actually I came here to copy my sig, so I'll do that. Then I should go back to maths... Damn maths...
Somebody post in a real thread, it's been too damn long. Or ressurecct a silly old one. Or you could even start a pacifist warfare one.

I'd imagine that constructing a ziggurat with bricks would be largely ineffective, due to their large and clumsy shapes, and if one were made it would be interesting trying to attach it to a building and find a reason for doing it, too.
Or maybe I misunderstood. Perhaps the ziggurat has little to do with the building. Make sure there's enough mortar. The omission of little things like that can lead to everything falling to pieces. Ahah.

In character would be nice, and I appreciate that you have the most recent posts almost everywhere, so I can't really say much. I don't know if our holidays are going to help or hinder that sort of thing. Tues - Thurs, or possibly not quite that long is taken up with a lan for some of us, and a road trip for the other. So sorry about that one, but we may bet some posting in. Easter may be no-go for some, but I should put in an effort. I'm gone all week 2, and I don't know about others then.

At school the next plan is to get a Quake tourney, or perhaps practicse for teams happening at lunchtimes. Stent would never allow something like this, but now that he's dead we might be able to convince people we're nice. Maybe.
We'd have no shortage of people volunteering to play if we got the go-ahead, but that could be the problem.

Wow... we have the second-largest post count for al the boards under 'Computer Games'. I think that's a tribute to how much time we waste on computers.

Enjoy your holidays.

I went to a LAN. Now I'm home, but Gerald is still there.

We played Quake and Worms. I got a few kills and caps and I feel much more happy about my role in the universe.

Morgan was next door; she said hello.

And Ben and I played Liquid War.

I played Jedi Outcast by myself. And we had a Gamecube, but no controllers. Chris, where were you? Where is your loyalty?

Even without Chris and his loyalty, it was a cool LAN. We got lasangea and carrot sticks.

How does Friday sound for The Game?

Everybody visit THIS:

http://www.5318008.co.uk/b3ta/bomb2.gif

That is awesome.

Hey Gerald, now who'll beat up Superman, huh?
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Is this no longer a freeform role playing site?

We've all been lazy lately, Seth. But if you start a thread, I'll try to pitch in. There's no reason Incident can't start roleplaying again.

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Originally posted by Seth Donnovan:
Is this no longer a freeform role playing site?

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<font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Yea, I think I asked that a while back. Even Gerald's stopped posting typos, it's kind sad...