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Damnit! We've lost sight of him! |
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No telling where he's gone to now. Damn! |
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*Sigh* Well, we tried. Not like there's anything we can do about it now. |
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Oh, come on, guys. Mage, haven't you got a spell that could find him? Or use that spell that summoned the imposter? |
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...Oh, fuck me. Level 68 Astral Transport! |
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*Poof!* Ack! Who... what... Uh-oh. |
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Let's talk. |
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Let's not. |
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No, let's. Where have you been, exactly? |
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I, uh, I want my lawyer. |
| Random lawyer- type person |
*Poof!* Uh, wha? What's going on? |
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You've got your lawyer, start talking. |
| Random lawyer- type person |
Ahem, my client doesn't have to answer any questions he doesn't want-- |
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Shut up. |
| Random lawyer- type person |
*Makes gagging noises and clutches at throat, but is unable to speak* |
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Talk. |
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This is wholesomely unfair. |
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We want answers. |
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Well, you know what they say about wanting things... |
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ZeX! |
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Well, come on, why should I have to talk to you about it? |
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Because if you don't I'll light you on fire? |
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Well, that... that certainly is a good incentive... but, I mean, what about a man's privacy? |
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My curiosity is greater than your privacy. |
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Yes, but... um... you still don't know where Grim got his powers! Or how! |
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What does that have to do with anything? |
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You aren't getting rid of me that easily, ZeX. |
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Oh, bugger. |
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Spit it out. Where've you been? |
| Random lawyer- type person |
*Tackles MageKing17* |
| Ow! Get off me, you... Screw this. | |
| Random lawyer- type person |
*BZZZZT!* *thud* |
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What in the hell did you hit him with? |
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Level 50 Shock Burst. Why? |
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Because most people don't give off steam. |
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Look, ignore the lawyer-corpse! ZeX is gone! |
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What?!? |
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He's right! Crap! |
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So close... |
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Mage, why not just summon him again? |
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That would be convenient, wouldn't it? Unfortunately, I can't use that spell more than once a day. So we're stuck. |
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Fuck. |
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So, what do we do now? |
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I say we spread out and look for him. |
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If we spread out, that means we can't overwhelm his forumancy, unless we keep the groups so few as to make splitting up pointless. |
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Hmm, you've got a point, there. |
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I say our options haven't been exhausted yet. Mage, you can't summon him, but can't you, like, track him? Tell where he is? |
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Hmm, there's an idea. Level 128 Pathfinder! |
| We're sorry for the inconvenience, but the IP address you are looking for is running in anonymous mode. | |
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Damn! |
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Volkswagen doorstop! |
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I might have guessed. He used his forumancy to conceal his IP address. |
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Anyone else got any bright ideas? |
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Actually, yes. |
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Well, spit it out! |
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It specifically said "anonymous mode". |
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Yeah? So? |
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So who better to send in than an Anonymous, right Grim? |
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Bingo. |
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...This is insane. |
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I recall those words being said about my plan to use Morrowind to kill Slyvena, but that worked. |
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To be fair, that was insane. |
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Hey, it worked, didn't it? |
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Fine fine, let's do this. Ready, Anon? |
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Wait, what are you going to do? |
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Oh, just going to send you on a ping. |
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Say WHAT? |
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Level 99 Transmit! |
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HHUUURRRGGG! |
| Ping response from IP XXX.XXX.XXX.XXX, would you like to run a backtrace? | |
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Hell yes! |
| AFTER A BIT OF RUNNING... |
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Found you... *huff* ...ZeX... *wheeze* |
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Damn, Mage, it's called "excersize". |
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How in the hell did you find me?!? |
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That's not important! |
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What's important is you tell us what the flying fuck is going on! |
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Yeah, we're sick of your little games! |
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Now we want some answers! |
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*Sigh* Well, it all started when the CIA contacted me for an undercover mission-- *ZAP* Ow! |
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Don't give us that bullshit! |
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Okay, okay, sorry, geez. Can't take a little joke? |
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Shall I use Level 999 Ultima, next time? |
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I get the hint. Well, I suppose it all started when... AHA! *Poof* |
| SOMEONE WE HAVEN'T MET BEFORE AND DON'T KNOW |
Later, suckers! *Poof* |
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...What the fuck? |
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...Shit. |
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Lawnchair column! |
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Seriously, what does that mean? |
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It was all just a delaying tactic until his friend... whoever that was... could help him escape? |
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It certainly looks that way. Damn! We were so close. |
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I don't suppose we could pull the same trick twice? |
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I doubt he's going to leave an opening like that again. We'll have to start from scratch. |
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And I'm fresh out of bright ideas. |
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But we can't just let him get away like this, can we? |
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What other choice do we have? The only thing we can really do at this point is wait until tomorrow, when Mage can cast Astral Transport again. |
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And this time make damned sure he can't escape. |
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Dishwasher. |
| THE END? |
Tune in next time for excitement, intrigue, and, above all, lame cop-outs! |