Long, don't worry, I'll either be on the "last train" out or I will be finding my own way. I gotta make sure all of the survivors and medical personnel make it out. Thank god I think my batteries will hold out long enough in my weaponry untill then. Don't worry about me, just do what you're doing. I'm insignificant comapred to the entire cause.

Never thought I'd be all up in this stuff, but I'm glad I'm here.

Update from the digital front...

I've been holding together all the different lines of data that flow through the combat zone. There's nothing I can do for destroyed connections, but for the connections that are up, I and a few others which I do not wish to name have been assisting with the data flow. Primary focus has been on getting all rescue efforts a clean line of transmission. So far I've achieved a data latency of 10 milliseconds due to traffic.

I'm coordinating with ground assets as well. I figure that they need an eye in the sky, as it were.

I sorta feel like god. Never thought I'd start believing in God through this crisis.

Thanks for keeping the netstream up and the pictures flowing, Prancer. See what happens when we work together? I've been nominated for a pulitzer or some shit. Obviously none of the chimps are actually watching the video.

The N! fuckers are telling me its very prestigious to be nominated.

HEEEhehehehe... :p

Perhpas they did. If there's one thing that draws Humans, it's a train wreck. It's horrible, but they cannot look away. Something in thier hearts, perhaps in some dark corner, wills them to witness it's sick grandeur.

Feels like the tide is turning. Don't know why.

I've got a good feel for this kind of thing.

But something...something real bad is coming.

One, please do not put me with the likes of Samhra. I plan and take into account the side effects of my actions.

Two, my actions have caused far more deaths than you could ever achieve using your cocked ego power trips. I have done so without breaking a law. By the way, good luck trying to prove it. You are a pussy. You are a waste of time and space. You rant about fighting wars, and go out to pick bar room fights. You just piss people off, and you call yourself a killer. So, go away and get your rocks off eating babies. I will be here fighting a war.

[size:8]SNORE![/color]

Same old, same old. Okay. In the ever so distant possibility that you're just a complete retard and have mistaken me for one of your waking nightmare, I'm gonna try and pull the bow on this little present before you fuck it up anymore.

[size:5]I[/color]F I were going to compare you to anyone it would be Toto. But I didn't compare you, dipshit. I said we all did things that brought this about, most especially the morons like you that want to believe its all bad or that its got nothing to do with them.

[size:5]A[/color]d its just more of the typical bullshit - here I'd compare you with Presbyterian Johnny since he's got this down to a science - that you want to see your hands clean.

Now that was't so hard was it? We're on a roll here so let's get a move on and sweep up the rest of mental moron landscape.

[size:5]N[/color]o one gives a shit who you have or have not killed.

[size:5]A[/color]long with that, Charr - who is me - doesn't call give a shit about your deliriums and who you want to kill or think you might have.

[size:5]A[/color]nd if you actually took a moment to hear the POP sound of your head being extracted from your ass, you might take a moment to wonder who Charr - and that's still me, Cupcake - would want to prove it to.

[size:5]F[/color]inally, you might want to remember - and here a day planner would probably be very helpful - that Charr - and that's STILL me by the way, Honey-britches - doesn't call this a war. That's Jager, ronin, Presbyterian Johnny and you. Get a clue, Sugar Thighes.

Yr correspondent. Being helful to the lame.

I'm back after a break and little rest. Other than me simply killing the rioting baselines does anyone have any other suggestions? I can't feel or detect many of the old Triage zones. Someone give me a coordinate for what ever's left. I've got a full tank.

You say that like its a really bad thing?

Why is this so fucking hard for you to get a grip on? You find the biggest meanest motherfucker you can find and after you rip him to shreds and shower the crowd with his guts, you tell them exactly where you want them to stand then they do it. Monkey logic. Work every time as long as the little bastards think they have a choice and a chance to spunk their seed in the future.

And I'm back with Long to provide additional temporal support where needed. Problem is, what's left doesn't look like it's even as minimally organizable as the tent-city hospital was. This is just a mess...and frankly, there's too many screaming monkeys in the mix to shut them down without killing them off. Suggestions would definitely be in order....

Oh fuuuuuuuck. You're making this way too hard.

Charr, you're a sick fuck. I wouldn't do what you suggest to the alpha male of a pack of dogs, and I'm not going to do it to the monkeys. I sure as hell don't consider them anything resembling equals, but I also don't consider them worthy of slaughter for anything other than self-defense.

What we need -- what we really need -- is someone to blanket the whole zone with a nice mental sleeping pill. Shut them all down, let them sleep it off, and disarm the fuckers while they're out.

Up to you, Mommy Dearest.

And while your bitching about sick fucks why don't stop trying to invent motivation and just look at what's really there.

OOOOoooo. The poor down trodden zips. Oh how sad for them.

My ass. We make choices, Plum. These fuckers are making theirs too and right now. So if you're really going to make the world a better fucking place even in some shithole little corner like the spot you're standing then get it together and look at what's there instead of seeing what you want to believe is there.

You're not as stupid as Delirium and Toto. But if you are then take what you get and stop whining about it.

And what I told you to do was find the mean fucker that deserved it and use their ass to make the point to the rest of the fuckers.

Monkey logic. Keeps them in line every time.

Aren't you even fucking looking at the triage sites? What do you think triage is about? Picking and choosing. Who are you going to try to save and who's on their own.

Don't even try to feed me that "I wouldn't do it to..." bullshit. The chimps around you are making their choices so stop fucking around and make yours, Cuddle bunny.

killing them will only teach them fear, and I get enough of that already Charr. All I want to do now is get the wounded, nova and baseline, out of here, if the rest of them want to beat each other into the Stone Age, so be it. now who can direct me to the remaining evac zones?

I've already done so Charr. I've seen enough people given morphine to make them calm.... I've made the call as to who can make it through.. Don't lecture me on life and death choices.

I'm seeing color flashes again. Lotsa reds and oranges. More than I saw in the bar before all this started.

I think its time to run people.

Long, I was busy with a little personal business. Sorry for not replying earlier.

Charr, I'm not calling this a war. Wars attempt to place people on sides. There are no sides in this conflict.

Btw, has anyone seen Count Orzaiz?

I understand Jager. I haven't seen Orzaiz or any other big names since my return. The whole city's torn apart.I'm reading several major conflict zones. I'd be willing to help you in your search, or perhaps you can point Timeslip and I in the way of one of the remaining field hospitals. I'm getting very damn tired of not shooting back when the baselines decide to see if the tiger is bulletproof. Soon I'm going to quit being nice.

Long, TimeSlip, Endeavor, Samhra:
I have a report that the hospital at Parc de la Pau has become a combat zone. Andy Vance has sent out a call for help, but the closest military team at Calle Obispo Huix barricade is not responding. See if you can evacuate the wounded until help arrives.

If anyone feels they can no longer contain themselves, retire to the Ferry Terminal.

Preston: last time I was there, there wasn't a single monkey doc left standing, and the only patients left were the ones too far gone to save. That may have changed between then and now, but I've got a bad feeling that there's nothing left at Parc de la Pau to save.

Long, you're going to stick close with me, yes? You're looking low on the juice, maybe we can see if Alex is still playing filling station for you....

OH Hell ...zzzzzzzzzzzz ... been sending ..... ap.

Anyone happen to know what the heck Iron Butterfly is talking about with the color flashes business? 'Cause if he's talking about some sort of danger sense...

...Crap! The monkeys must have overrun an army unit; they've got RPGs!

On it. I have orders to contain the breach.

Holy Bast...what the hell did you just do to the timestream, Preston? Felt like you pulled the whole damn river out of its bed and dumped it back in!

Preston I will head to the Hospital, and update you there. I've got enough power to keep going. If it is a combat zone I will remedy it as I can.

Breached stopped, TimeSlip.

Baseline or Nova, if you cross the line with hostile intent, I will use whatever force required to keep the rest of the island safe. The authorities are not kidding around and neither am I.

Thank you, Long. Until the combat stops, the authorities are not making any more forays into the Red Zone. The Spanish have lost too many soldiers and medical personnel already. They have stopped trying to keep trying to pull people out, or put people inside to help.

Good luck all of you who are trying to help and may the Lord be with you.

I'll stick by you, Long. Hell, you've kept me alive this long....

Good God... I've never seen Vance hurt like this.. I'm going to relieve the pressure here, get here fast because I'm not going to be able to hold back the tide and do evacuations. *buzzing of energy charging and then discharging*
That made them think.
Beginning Evacuation procedure.

On your site in twenty, Long/TimeSlip. I got your backs.

'M coming, guys. Open a book if there's one left. Me an' Frank.

'M gonna hurt for this, but I'm burnin' life-force. I can knock the baselines out for a bit, but then I'm useless.

Thanks Jager. I can't count the total wounded here.. we have no doctors, I've got 3 paramedics and 2 nurses. I've already had to get them behind me 4 times to keep them alive.

Samhra... alright I've got an open book behind one of Timeslip's temporal barriers. ready when you are.

Samhra, I'm in the ruins of the Amp Room. Come here and I can heal you up and give you some juice. I've got a virtual copy of Gray's Anatomy.

Neil.. if I can get you a warpgate for 10 seconds could you make it? We could use everyone here.

*cough*

Thanks, Neil. Glad I keep libraries on chip.

Franklin, will you stop yelling at me? I better get to Long and Timeslip. They need help.