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I know a secret. When I wake up, I see things you should never see when you're awake, but when I close my eyes, they're always waiting for me. I sleep whenever I can, my nightmares are often better than my reality. When I wake up, the nightmare is still there, mocking me. Twisting and warping, it...it wears their faces. It laughs at me, telling me my failings, that I'm not strong enough to stop it, that one day soon, it will become a part of me, and me of it. That thing, the Nightmare, it told me the secret. Something so terrible, that I...I can't remember it, no matter how hard I try. When I try to remember, all I hear are names; Emilie, Scott, Rachel, Gaz, James, Nick, Dez... I think one of them is mine, but I don't know which. I see things, too. Creatures wearing their faces, merging together, creating the Nightmare. And singing, always singing, and telling me to sing their songs. Part of me wants to join them, to leave this empty existence behind, and become a part of something greater. But then I look further, and I can hear them screaming. The faces, they're in pain. They don't want to sing the songs, but the Nightmare makes them. The faces, they want me to free them somehow, but the Nightmare won't let me. When I'm awake, I can still hear them screaming. I don't know what day it is, or even the year, hell, I don't even know who I am. Maybe I'm one of the faces, screaming endlessly in pain as I am forced to sing a song the Nightmare taught me. The only thing I know is that I'm drowning. Drowning in darkness.

The Past
It's been 20 years since NI Day, since the UN was smashed by the alien invaders. The N'ss left after ensuring we would never be able to mount a counterattack. They bombed cities, left entire nations as piles of dust. What followed was worse than what anyone could have ever imagined. The remaining UN outposts were brutally smashed by a faction known as the Conclave, led by a megalomaniac known as the Voice. The Conclave wasted no time in consolidating it's power and bringing the populace under control. The next few years were marked by a violent pogrom against free thinkers and any that refused to bow to the Voice. In the end, the Conclave had killed more than the N'ss and the Terran Civil War combined. It only got worse when they found out about Project Lazarus. The UN had set up a contingency plan in case they lost the war. They intended to find a way to raise the dead, negating the damage the N'ss had wreaked on Earth. 2 years ago, something whent wrong, and flesh eating monsters roamed the Canadian plain. Now the Conclave wants the power to create undying soldiers, so they headed for the Lazarus Facility in Canada. The Lazarus Guard and a group of resistance fighters from the states drove them off, but not after discovering something much, much worse than zombies and ghouls... They found Vault 17, and unleashed the horrors within. The resistance fighters managed to kill the Hive Mind that was controlling the Mycomorphs in the Vault, and the facility was thought secure. Now, both the Conclave and the UN Remnant are seeking it out. The UN to fix their mistakes and create true life, and he Conclave to create a new breed of super-soldier.
The Present
Two years have passed since the Lazarus Affair, a bid by both the UN and the Conclave to secure the Lazarus Facility, a massive science station attempting to reanimate dead tissue to mitigate the losses suffered during the N'ss War. Project Lazarus was a failure, all those within were either killed or became something far more than human, and something far less. During the initial attack, the UN and Conclave forces suffered near total losses, with a single squad of UN soldiers making it out alive. During the evacuation, the UN lifted Herbert West and Strelok Tauben, two Lazarus scientists and components of the Lazarus Guard. Rather than see the Facility fall to the Conclave, the UN called down an orbital strike, blasting it to rubble even as the Conclave arrived. Now, the UN prepares to strike at Conclave held Chicago, to liberate the city from the hands of the Voice, the enigmatic leader of the Conclave. This is where our story begins, with the UN preparing for Operation Anvil...

Factions

Conclave
The Conclave is the current reigning faction in the remains of Earth, crushing any resistance with an iron fist. Their populace is composed of emotionless dull-eyed drones, who trudge about seeking to please the Voice with their labors. Their soldiers are distinctive in their gas masks and black uniforms. Original thought is a crime in the Conclave, and the law is enforced brutally by shotgun toting Enforcers.

Soldier- The basic footman of the Conclave's endless army.
Starting Equipment: Machine Gun, body armor, medikit, pistol, 5 grenades
Enforcer- The de facto gestapo of the Conclave, Enforcers prowl the streets with their shotguns, meeting out punishment on free thinkers and non-conformists alike.
Starting Equipment: Shotgun, medikit, riot armor, 3 nerve gas grenades, riot shield
Thought Policeman- These psychics patrol the streets, hunting down thought criminals and resistance members.
Starting Equipment: Reaper Pistol, flack vest
Special Rules: Psychic (see below)
Ghost- Cloaking snipers that can kill whole squads before they even know he's there.
Starting Equipment: Sniper Rifle, flack vest, cloaking device, combat knife, pistol
Phantom- The utterly lethal Phantoms trail their prey under the cover of a powerful cloaking device, tearing into them with wicked neural-scythes.
Starting Equipment: Reaper Pistol, flack vest, neural-scythe, cloaking device
Engineer- The technicians of the Conclave are unique, as they are allowed to develop personalities to help them come up with creative solutions to problems.
Starting Equipment- Flack vest, pistol, multi-tool, servo-arm, 3 demo charges

UN Remnant
The Remnant has fallen on hard times, the Conclave constantly hammers them in combat, and recruitment has dropped to near nothing in the past months. They fight a desperate war against a seemingly unstoppable foe.

Soldier- The basic footman in the UN army.
Starting Equipment: Machine Gun, body armor, medikit, pistol, 5 grenades
Heavy Assault Trooper- The heavy assault trooper is the shock and awe unit of the Remnant, dropping down on enemy positions and dealing incredible damage with their Ripsaw guns.
Starting Equipment: Ripsaw Machine Gun, PLEX armor, medikit, pistol, 5 grenades, 2 det packs
Sniper- Marksmen renowned for their ability to pick off foes at insane distances with their long rifles.
Starting Equipment: Sniper Rifle, pistol, flack vest, 3 nerve gas grenades
Psych- UN psychics that are trained to root out traitors in their ranks.
Starting Equipment: Reaper pistol, flack vest
Special Rules: Psychic (see below)
Jump Trooper-Using experimental jet-packs, the jump troopers take to the skies, bringing death from above.
Starting Equipment: Assault Rifle, body armor, medikit, pistol, jet-pack
Engineer- When a bridge needs to be built, or a factory bombed, the UN calls in an engineer.
Starting Equipment- Flack vest, pistol, multi-tool, servo-arm, 3 demo charges

RULES
To perform an action, simply state what you want to do. The game is played In Character, and everything you do or say will apply directly to your character. If you are speaking out of character, be sure to write OOC before you post. To perform an action, you will be given a Challenge Threshold (CT, often 1-10). In order to successfully pull off your action, you must pick a number within that range. If you are within 2 units of that number (EX: Target number is 6, you choose 4. Your action is a success because 4 is two numbers away from 6). The GM (me) always picks the target number. Equipment and circumstance may change the target number and CT of a task. This a casual RP, and long-from posts are discouraged, as Lazarus is all about stark terror and quick actions. That is not to say you can post your actions in less than three or more sentences, however. Be descriptive, don't just say, "Varz goes through the door," say, "Varz peers into the blood-soaked chamber before him, smelling the coppery tang of crimson fluid as he hesitantly steps through the threshold."
WARNING: THIS GAME IS LETHAL!
Chances are, a couple of you are going to die over the course of the RP, whether another player hits you with nerve gas or a Vivisector cuts you into your component pieces. When your character dies, you can make a new one, and I'll fill in how they enter into the current scene.
I must ask that everyone use the format below for their character.
BASE STATS
(Rules written by BerserkSteve)
You have 20 points to divide among your stats, but you must have a minimum of 1 in each stat. The maximum point value for any stat is 6, but can be raised higher by mutagens or other effects.
Strength, The ability to carry heavy objects and inflict more damage with your strikes.
Agility: A person's speed and dexterity. This is how well they can dodge and hit an enemy.
Toughness: How healthy and fit you are. This is for resisting damage.
Will Power: Your ability to reason. This will help you use psychic powers and your ability to find and notice things.
Intelligence: This is knowledge. This is how much you know and how well you know it. This is for performing complex skill tasks like computers, history, math, writing and medical.
Charisma: This how well you can communicate with and lead people. This will help with leading and persuading people. Clearly only works on NPCs.
SCARS OF LAZARUS
If you are playing a character who was involved in the Lazarus Affair (as seen in the Lazarus RP), you may select one advantage and one disadvantage. If you choose an advantage, you MUST choose a disadvantage, and vise versa. Below is a list of some examples of advantages and disadvantages.
ADVANTAGES
Alert Having fought through hordes of the horrible once-men, you have learned to expect the unexpected, and as such are more aware of your surroundings.
Jaded Nothing in your life was as horrific as the Lazarus Affair, and you are immune to the mundane terrors of this world.
Strategic Dismemberment You've killed enough mycomorphs in your time to know that a well timed removal of a limb can mean the difference between life and death.
DISADVANTAGES
Necrophobia In your experience, the dead rarely stay dead, and you have an acute fear of the dead and their sightless, blank eyes.
Flashbacks You suffer horrific flashbacks at the most inopportune times, fighting battles long since past.
Dementia Your mind has snapped since the Lazarus Affair, and you can see the shapes of mycomorphs everywhere, whispering their secrets to you in the dark.

PSYCHIC POWERS
Both the Conclave Thought Police Officer and the UN Psych are psychic, allowing them to use psychic powers. All powers are subject to the standard rules for all tests. As a psychic, you can perform both telepathic and telekinetic feats. Describe in detail what you intend to do before you do it, allowing me to set a difficulty for the test.

Name: (Conclave players keep in mind that a serial number is customary.)
Personality:
Faction:
Class:
Personal History:
Family:
Worst Fear:
Hopes For The Future:
Motivation:
Scars of Lazarus (if applicable):
Strength:
Agility:
Toughness:
Will Power:
Intelligence:
Charisma:
Also, if you can include a head shot of your character, that would be great.

Alright, once I get a few players, we can get this thing started!
On a final note, I'd like to thank ChaosUK and BerserkSteve for helping play test this game.

Conclave

Conclave Players:
Conclave Fatalities:

Soldiers -
Enforcers -
Thought Policemen -
Ghosts -
Phantoms -
Engineers -

UN Remnant

UN Remnant Players:
UN Remnant Fatalities:

Soldiers -
Heavy Assault Troopers -
Snipers -
Psychs -
Jump Troopers -
Engineers -
[Special]Ghosts -

Is this a reboot of the last Lazarus that fizzled out?

halonachos wrote:Is this a reboot of the last Lazarus that fizzled out?

Aye, this is a restart. For all intents and purposes, the first run of LDID never occurred.

Sure why not, got nothing better to do.

Name: S-96
Personality: Silent, deadly and Cold
Faction: Conclave
Class: Phantom
Personal History:
Family: Father dead dead, Mother dead, Brother Missing (possible UN Remnant trooper) Wife dead and Son dead.
Worst Fear: Remembering the deaths of his Family (By his hands)
Hopes For The Future: Non
Motivation: To slay all who oppose the Voice
Scars of Lazarus: Advantage Alert. Disadvantage Flashbacks.
Strength: 3
Agility: 5
Toughness: 4
Will Power: 3
Intelligence: 5
Charisma: 0
Appearance:

Name: Wraith-HI-S05
Personality: N/A
Faction: Conclave
Class: Soilder
Personal History: N/A
Family: N/A
Worst Fear:N/A
Hopes For The Future: N/A
Motivation: N/A
Strength:4
Agility: 4
Toughness: 4
Will Power: 4
Intelligence: 4
Charisma: 0

Lets hope more people join.

black templar wrote:Lets hope more people join.

Tell your friends! Spread the word! Once we have around five people, we'll get started.

I plan on joining, but I'm mulling over the idea of either using the character I had in the last Lazarus or if I want to make a new guy. Making a choice between a free spirit and a drone is awfully difficult, if only there was someone to tell me what to choose.

Seriously no UN members, to hell with it I'll play a UN character

Name: SSGT. Johnathon Roebuck
Personality: A rather gregarious trooper off the field known for the still he runs in the barracks and the brew called " Buckshots", however on the field he is cold and calculating without any remorse for his targets, for the enemy showed none to his family
Faction: UN (USA)
Class: Sniper
Personal History: When he was 20 years ago when he was 16 the Conclaves struck while he was out partying at a lake, returning home upon seeing the mysterious lights the whole house was covered in gore, almost losing his mind in grief he joined the military to fight against the 'Alien Bastards', in basic training his skill with a rifle was noted swiftly and he was quickly pushed onto sniper school. Five years into his service he was recruited into Task Force Delta. Serving in many battles he has a remarkable 357 confirmed kills under his belt
Family: Father, mother, and both brothers are believed to be dead
Worst Fear: He is converted to the enemy
Hopes For The Future: After 20 years of fighting all he wants to do is retire from the constant shadow war he has been hunting in.
Motivation: Vengeance for his family and now friends, he is under orders that if the voice is a real entity to hunt it down and shoot it
Equipment:20mm Rifle(for his sniper rifle)
Strength: 3
Agility: 6
Toughness: 4
Will Power: 2
Intelligence: 2


Charisma: 3

Black Templars wanted http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/list/427304.page

Can we start?

black templar wrote:Can we start?

Might as well, new players will be written is as they come. I'll get both intro posts up in a little while.

Eagle, Rose, Pacify Day 1-

The automated voice of the dispatcher echoes throughout the grey and dreary streets of Chicago, repeating the same phrase over and over again; "Attention: Code Eleven-Twenty-Sixteen-Falcon-Shield-Pacify Repeat. Numbers 15310951, 3961391, 193557, 48628, 1351, 135, 13591351, 061361. You are charged with Thought Crime Grade Alpha, prepare for purging. Resistance is not acceptable." Surveillance cam bots buzz through the cramped streets, lingering on individual residents long enough to run a recognition test on the barcode tattooed on their wrists, then speeding off to find others to monitor. A revolt has broken out in the Industrial Zone, terrorists agitating the blank-minded workers into a frenzy. Your orders are simple: no rebel leaves the Industrial Zone alive. You stand with the rest of your team, consisting of a single ghost and soldier. You stand on a catwalk in the middle levels, surrounded by steel and cables. below you is a massive assembly line, the workers continuing with their daily schedule despite the Thought Criminals on the loose. As you make your way across the catwalk, a worker without his gas mask and holding a wrench shouts a challenge to you before running off into a nearby alleyway.

OOC: Alright Conclave players, there you are.

"S-96 I'm going after him, provide suppression fire when needed." I said in my usual pragmatic and monotone voice as i launch myself after him already in the alley he sprinted to.

Name: Kevin Larrison
Personality: Kevin suffers from mild depression. He's also mentally unstable, is prone to seizures, and he has asthma. Not exactly healthy. He's often sick and even when he isn't he looks sick. He doesn't talk much, he prefers instead to immerse himself in peoples minds, learning all he needs to know about them in this manner. Those who are close to him (which is not many) have learned to just think what they'd like him to know instead of just saying it. Kevin doesn't find anything in the world to be scary anymore, except for his own mind and body.
Faction: UN Remnant
Class: Psych
Personal History: Kevin was born and raised within the UN Remnant. His father was usually off fighting some enemy, so he spent most of his childhood living with his mother. She worked in a military hospital (there was no shortage of patients), and due to Kevin's poor state of health, he spent much of his time being treated by his mother there. Sitting in a hospital bed was boring, and Kevin didn't have in friends to keep him company, since most kids his age found him really creepy, so he just let his mind wander. When he accedently wandered into someone elses mind he discovered that he was a psychic. So that's what he did all day, wandered through the minds of others. This didn't help his mental health, since several of the patients there were traumatized war victims. When he was old enough to be called a man, his father recruited him as psych. Whilst on the front lines, scanning through the thoughts of UN soldiers, there was an attack and he was captured. He didn't even realise this untill he read it in the mind of someone else, and by the time he had retreated back to his own mind, the conclave had already whisked him away. Thinking he might know something, the conclave totured him for days hoping to get something out off him. By the time they realised he didn't actually know anything they wanted to know, his father came and rescued him from the conclave. After that his father kept him away from the front lines, however Kevin would still slip away and visit them during the night, he wasn't sure why he kind off liked it there. Its been many years now and not much has changed for Kevin, except now he has to go on some special mission or something. He doesn't care to much about the details of it, just as long as it keeps him distracted from his own mind.
Family: No siblings, father is a major in the UN Remnant, mother is a retired nurse who lives in New York, Kevin visits her often.
Worst Fear: Exploreing the horrifing depths of his own thoughts
Hopes For The Future: To settle down, start his own family with the love of his life (which he still needs to find), live a nice peaceful life, and never have to leave his own mind behind again.
Motivation: Distraction
Strength: 2
Agility: 4
Toughness: 2
Will Power: 6
Intelligence: 4
Charisma: 2

Too detailed? Or is that a good thing?

S-96 watch as his partner run across the walk way. S-96 switched his visor to x-ray he could track the rebel, this chase will not last long as S-96 began to run the rooftops with his Cloaking device active.

Operation Anvil Day 1-

"Listen up degenerates! As of 0600 today, Operation Anvil is in effect! We're going to hit the blanks were it really hurts, and that means Chicago," begins Second Lieutenant Marcus Taylor, his trademark cigarette hanging crumpled from the corner of his mouth as he addresses you in your seats. "Group Kappa, that's us, will be landing in the Industrial Zone, where sources tell us the workers are rising up in revolt, and should offer us some aid if need be. Group Beta will converge on our position from the West, establishing an HQ from where we can range out and capture the rest of the city." As he talks, he shines a laser pointer at various sections of a map of Chicago. Now he shines it at a cluster of factories in the Industrial Zone. "Our first objective will be to capture this group of factories, they are producing weapons and vehicles for the enemy, so be prepared for a meat grinder, the blanks won't let this go without a fight. Our end goal, of course, is to capture the Big Son of a Bitch himself, the Voice. After the HQ is established, Operation Hammer will commence, and detachments from the Epoch Legion will help pound the blanks into the ground, destroying whatever front-line resistance there is before we move in on the Stronghold. Any questions? No? Good. Report to the your landing craft ASAP. I'll see you on the front lines." Taylor dismisses the assembly, walking off to prepare himself. After suiting up and tending to any final personal affairs, you make your way to the Launch Zone, where several hundred dropships are loading troops for Operation Anvil. You step inside the cramped craft, ducking your head to avoid the low ceiling as you do so.

black templar wrote:S-96 watch as his partner run across the walk way. S-96 switched his visor to x-ray he could track the rebel but he was running to the quarantine zone that must be where he is heading right under our noses.
"HI-S05 the rebel is head for the quarantine!" Said S-96 over comms as he slid down the cables and landed on the street. He pushed his way through the crowds and rushed down the ally.
"Hold it there rebel" S-96 yelled as he entered the ally and HI-S05 leaped from roof to roof following the fool.
"You can't escape the Voice!" Yelled HI-S05 and S-96.
HI-S05 leaped from the roof onto another catwalk and then into the ally now the fool could not escape for sure. Both of the Conclave troops turned the corner and saw him trying to climb the wall HI-S05 lifted her/his (OOC: Sorry what sex is you character) (BIC) and fired hitting him in the arm, he fell back and the two Conclave grabbed him.
"We have a package come pick it up." S-96 said as he requested for Enforcer. S-96 turned to HI-S05
"They must be hiding in the quarantine zone we must have it searched." Said S-96

Templar, keep in mind that this is a linear RP, meaning you respond only to your actions. I'm glad that you've taken interest to the setting, but please consult me first in regards to plot. As such, I will need you to redo your action. Thank you, that is all.

Mordoskul wrote:

black templar wrote:S-96 watch as his partner run across the walk way. S-96 switched his visor to x-ray he could track the rebel but he was running to the quarantine zone that must be where he is heading right under our noses.
"HI-S05 the rebel is head for the quarantine!" Said S-96 over comms as he slid down the cables and landed on the street. He pushed his way through the crowds and rushed down the ally.
"Hold it there rebel" S-96 yelled as he entered the ally and HI-S05 leaped from roof to roof following the fool.
"You can't escape the Voice!" Yelled HI-S05 and S-96.
HI-S05 leaped from the roof onto another catwalk and then into the ally now the fool could not escape for sure. Both of the Conclave troops turned the corner and saw him trying to climb the wall HI-S05 lifted her/his (OOC: Sorry what sex is you character) (BIC) and fired hitting him in the arm, he fell back and the two Conclave grabbed him.
"We have a package come pick it up." S-96 said as he requested for Enforcer. S-96 turned to HI-S05
"They must be hiding in the quarantine zone we must have it searched." Said S-96

Templar, keep in mind that this is a linear RP, meaning you respond only to your actions. I'm glad that you've taken interest to the setting, but please consult me first in regards to plot. As such, I will need you to redo your action. Thank you, that is all.

Will do later got to visit family today.

What do you want me to change? Just quote the bits you want gone.

Name: James Jacobs
Personality: Working to repent for what hes done he will put himself in peril for others, dedicated. Serous most times, but his humor shines through on occasion.
Faction: UN Remnant.
Class:Ghost (Explained why in Lazarus.)
Personal History: Was a Ghost in the Conclave when the Lazaus affair happened. He ended up defecting from the Conclave after he learned of the brainwashing and how they had made him kill his own parents.
Family: Parents dead. Other siblings are unknown.
Worst Fear:To die before he can make the voice pay.
Hopes For The Future: To put a bullet between the eyes of the man who ruined his life and everyone who gets in his way.
Motivation: Getting revenge for his family and helping to bring this war to a close.
Scars of Lazarus Alert. Flashbacks.
Strength:2
Agility:6
Toughness:3
Will Power:3
Intelligence:2
Charisma: 4

black templar wrote:

Mordoskul wrote:

black templar wrote:S-96 watch as his partner run across the walk way. S-96 switched his visor to x-ray he could track the rebel but he was running to the quarantine zone that must be where he is heading right under our noses.
"HI-S05 the rebel is head for the quarantine!" Said S-96 over comms as he slid down the cables and landed on the street. He pushed his way through the crowds and rushed down the ally.
"Hold it there rebel" S-96 yelled as he entered the ally and HI-S05 leaped from roof to roof following the fool.
"You can't escape the Voice!" Yelled HI-S05 and S-96.
HI-S05 leaped from the roof onto another catwalk and then into the ally now the fool could not escape for sure. Both of the Conclave troops turned the corner and saw him trying to climb the wall HI-S05 lifted her/his (OOC: Sorry what sex is you character) (BIC) and fired hitting him in the arm, he fell back and the two Conclave grabbed him.
"We have a package come pick it up." S-96 said as he requested for Enforcer. S-96 turned to HI-S05
"They must be hiding in the quarantine zone we must have it searched." Said S-96

Templar, keep in mind that this is a linear RP, meaning you respond only to your actions. I'm glad that you've taken interest to the setting, but please consult me first in regards to plot. As such, I will need you to redo your action. Thank you, that is all.

Will do later got to visit family today.

This isn't really ran like other RPGs in the way that when something comes up like a civilian revolt you tell where you character goes and what he tries to do. So like if you wanted to try to shoot the civilian in the leg you would say I try to shoot him in the leg and you would pick and number normally out of ten and then the gm would write what happened because of your roll. It's not really a rp that has great walls of text, it's more of alot of smaller post back and forth from the gm and the players.

Changed :(

Posts coming a little later today.

(Conclave)

Both of you race along the catwalk, navigating the maze-like rows of coolant towers with ease born of the navigation chips implanted in your brains. You can spot the malcontent ducking beneath a rabidly closing pneumatic door ahead of you.

"Command, is there any video links into this room?" Wraith said as she slid next too it with his rifle at ready."S-96 can you get a clean shot inside if i open this door?"

"Yes just be ready." S-96 as he lifted his pistol.

(Conclave)

"Video feed has been disabled. Service comm offline, proceed as ordered."

James ducked his head as he entered the aircraft that was cramped wall to wall with UN soldiers. James quickly took his seat and scanned over the men sitting next to him, one man seemed as if his uniform had been scrapped together from spare parts and mismatched uniforms that he had laying around and the other was missing an eyes and had a bandage covering part of his his head. He looked muscular and big though, like he wouldn't be too bad in a fight. After James had settled in the man with the mismatched armor had turned to introduce himself, "Hi there, my name is Denny. I'm new to the UN just out of boot camp. And the big lug next to you is named Halfgar."

"Mhm" Halfgar nodded in approval

"Don't let his size fool you, he's a big softy. What's you name mate?" Denny said in a Australian accent.

"James Jacobs," He replied in a dead pan voice.

"Wait a minute, I've heard of you. You were the blank that defected in Lazarus weren't you. Heard you helped the team of UN get out alive."

"Nahhh," Halfgar said in disbelief staring out the window as the bird began to lift off. James shifted uncomfortably in his seat for a minute at being recognized, he knew word had spread but he was hoping his name wouldn't be passed around.

"That's me, " James replied in a solemn voice "Lazarus was hell on earth. Enough to make even a blank break."

"Well, I'm glad your on our side," Denny replied cheerily, "watch out for me and old Halfgar over here when the bullets start flying, we have family to get back too."

"I'll try but no promises." James replied attempting to get comfortable in his seat so he could get some sleep before they got there. He could tell, it was going to be one of those days.