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I have to be at a local airport in about six hours to catch a flight leaving at 7:30, but I'll get a message written up and have it sent to you either before I leave or when I get to my hotel room in Florida.

Sadly, neither of my currently active Agents were around at that time. I've got one in the works who would've been, but she's not due to show up in my canon for about two more missions.

Well, here it is: sinner saviour @hotmail. com

Just take out the spaces.

"Glad to hear that," she said, and absently began to sort through her kit again. She swore as she discovered that two of the ice packs had already been used. "Who does that?" she muttered. "Who uses an ice pack and then puts it back?"
PitViper was also going through her kit. She seemed to be much better organised than Galenfea, who once more determined that when they got out of here she was going to put a survival pack together.
"Some of the people coming are in real bad shape," the Boarder remarked. "I hope the Ypurs bring enough supplies. It's a good thing I took that six-hour Red Cross course after all."
Galenfea looked up and bit her lip. "Indeed. As it stands, I don't think we've got nearly enough gear to treat half of them."
Mentally, she added, 'Although if anyone needs a bandage that I think was actually designed for horses, they're set' and set the offending item to the side.
"So the Ypurs are on our side?" she asked, since her new acquaintance seemed much more experienced than she. "It sounds like one of the words the early trolls were using."

PitViper sat down and opened this main zipper of her fanny pack. Rummaging through with her free hand, she checked her supply of first aid necessities. "Oh good, I did bring face barriers. Got some aloe vera, lots of gauze, extra gloves... bee sting ointment. Probably won't need that."

She glanced up at the door. The Ypurs weren't coming through yet, but plenty of refugees were still arriving. "Some of the people coming are in real bad shape," the Boarder remarked. "I hope the Ypurs bring enough supplies. It's a good thing I took that six-hour Red Cross course after all."

Clank.

'Go away, you damn thing!'

Clank.

'No, I don't want to see any pics, thank you ever so.'

Clank.

'Listen, honestly, I just want to-'

CLONK!

'Hah! That got you!'

The sounds of metal hitting various surfaces and then finally what sounded like bone echoed briefly from the bunker entrance before Pretzel managed to fight her way in, dual-wielding two of her Frying Pans of DOOM and hitting trolls over the head. Once she'd managed to get in, she looked around, idly brushing some of her hair, which, while normally frizzy, seemed even more out of control thanks to the battle.

'Fu Manchu and his silly beard, that was annoying,' she growled, holstering her Pans and resettling her pack on her back. She'd been in the middle of watching a "Let's Play" of "King's Quest V" when the news had arrived in her inbox, and so she'd gathered up her laptop and a few other assorted items, shoved it into a backpack, and headed towards the bunker.

The trolls and various ypurs had tried to slow her down, but she'd found that indiscriminate whacking with her pans seemed to deter the attacks quite handily. Now that she was in a place of safety, she wasn't quite sure what to do with herself. There seemed to be a fair number of Boarders here already, but Pretzel wasn't sure if she she go over and talk to them or what. Figuring that eventually she'd think of something (if nothing else, maybe to mooch some of that soup off of Miah), Pretzel sat down at the base of a nearby column and began watching her "Let's Play" once more, idly picking the bits of troll off of her clothing.

Do you have a gmail account or some other email I can reach you at, regarding my agents?

Mostly in between-ish. Probably the summer of 2007.

"Sticking together sounds like a great idea. And take your pick!" said Kyoki as she opened her bag of explosives. "Red colored ones have 5 second fuses, yellow ones are proximity triggered, and brown ones are 15 seconds. There's other kinds too, but those three are probably the most common."

Kyoki looks up to a nearby roof and then asks, "Would you mind waiting a bit for Elemarth? She's helping me stick up cameras and blow things up, and she needs a few moments to get down. D'you want to help stick up cameras too?"

Galenfea looked round as she heard someone else arriving at the first aid area and smiled a welcome at PitViper, who was still holding the ice pack to a rather impressive bruise on her head.
"Hello," said Galenfea. "How are you feeling now?"

" Oh..." Niely said. "And I'm fine" she said, eyeing the C4 while lifting up her shotgun. "Wanna stick together though? 'Ya know, safety in numbers."

Niely started to pack up her shotgun ammo when she paused, looking at Kyoki, she asked nervously " Actually...Can I have a pipe bomb?"

That'll have a small effect on which of my many characters would be available for this piece. Get back to me at kyle.garrett41@gmail.com and I'll see which would be available, and give you any information required.

"In that case..." Kyoki rummaged around her pile of stuff again and came up with some more things.

"You can have this one then. It's not the latest design I've been tinkering with, but it'll do. You can use it to open locked things, cut things apart, remote detonate explosives among other uses I can't be bothered to explain. The manual's the paper wrapped around it."

Kyoki then handed over what looked like a vest with lots of pockets and buckles. "Here's a harness so you can keep your hands free, clip the explosives there and the cameras on the opposite side. Put whatever you'd like in the other pockets."

"Ready to go?"

Elemarth stared at the pile of stuff. "Okay. Those are cameras, those are explosives. And a huge pole." She wasn't sure she could carry this very far, but she didn't say so. Anything for the board, and especially to kill spambots. "No, I don't have a sonic screwdriver. Do I need one?"

Kyoki grabbed Elemarth and dragged her to Kyoki's pile of stuff. "Exploding things are the easy part. I need people to help me stick up cameras. I've already connected a bunch of webcams with improbably large power sources to my computer, so all we have to do is stick them in useful places."

Rummaging around the pile, Kyoki produces two empty bags and rapidly fills one with webcams and the other with various forms of explosives.

"Stick the cameras to the walls in places where they can see the spambots and the spambots won't be able to mess with them. The explosives are color coded, red means 5 second fuses, yellow means proximity triggered. Don't mix up explosives and cameras, nobody will be happy with the results - least of all you. And here's a 10 foot steel pole, use it to stick things up and whack spambots when they get too close. One more thing, do you have a sonic screwdriver?"

replied Kyoki. "Which way to the nearest large group of things to be blown up? And would you like some explosives? I happen to have quite a lot of C4, pipe bombs, and other forms of explosives."

Elemarth asked. "Well, I've never done either thing before but..." She grinned. "That sounds good to me!"

and asked, "Do you want to help me blow up spam bots and set up a surveillance system at the same time?"

I don't actually have any agents.(insert sadface) If you're not finished before the middle of September, I'd love to let you use them!

Niely trudged down the stairs of her apartment building, a small duffel on her back and a shotgun in her hand.

When she stepped outside she realized had already missed the main crowd. "I guess I'm late, as always" she mumbled jokingly to herself.

She setup her shotgun inside of an abandoned pickup truck. An unlucky spambot took face-full of lead, and Niely reloaded. She was just about to fire when a girl (with what looked like C4?) walked past. "Hey! What are you doing out here!" she shouted.

with her typical over packing, over planning fashion she had a well stocked supply of food, medical supplies, cooking supplies, clothes, and other minor necessaries. She sets up her inflatable mattress, arranges her stuff, then sets up the camp cooking equipment, and starts a cauldron of soup to feed the refugees.

Note: The following paragraph also appears in the mission. Feel free to skip it here or there.

Okay, just putting this out there. I rushed this. I've split most of this summer between taking classes in order to prepare for my semester in Italy and working to afford said semester, so I didn't do the amount of research I usually do. It bothered me, but I thought I might as well put it out there. Agent Penguin, I'm sorry for whatever you find lacking. I figured better I should post it now as is rather than in a few months.

Hope that didn't scare you off. Also hope it explains my absence from the board as of late.

http://terrofen.livejournal.com/3829.html

and looked around at the chaos. She realized that she had left everything back at the Board -- even her laptop, which to her was an absolute disaster. She had no idea when she'd be back, and what if one of the bots damaged it? That would be...

Well, this was not the time to be worrying about her laptop or any of her belongings, she decided. Some people were injured, some were working on something to do with chalk, and some were setting up camp, so she had to do something.

She walked up to the nearest boarder who didn't appear entirely absorbed in something else. "Um, excuse me? I, um, I'm new -- kind of -- well, I wasn't here a year ago, anyway -- and I didn't bring anything with me, but, um, can I help with anything? Anything?"