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  1. Ramza JC Head Admin and RPF Manager

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    "You're never going to get away with whatever it is you have planned, do you know that?"

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    "Mr. Drake, I am afraid you do not perhaps comprehend the full… what is the word? 'gravity' of the situation you find yourself in. I have already 'gotten away with it.' All that remains is a matter of time, and time is something I, unlike you, have in abundance."

    "The League knows about you. They can stop this. They can stop you."

    "Ah, yes, 'The League.' Did they by chance tell you that you were the third of your kind that they sent to try and uncover the nature of my efforts?"

    Drake remained silent.

    "No, I didn't think so. Because, you see, Mr. Drake, they don't know something about me. Something they really ought to have known in the first place." The man reached into his breast pocket and removed a small, metallic object. It had become worn and dirty as a result of the inexorable march of time, but it was immediately recognizable to John Drake.

    It was a badge he, too, possessed.

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    "That's not… you can't… there's no…"

    "No record of my service? Yes, I took care of such matters over 100 years ago, well before that Turing moron came along and digitized all of the League's rosters. I'm a sinner, Mr. Drake, not a fool, and I have had a very long time to get my 'affairs in order' as you Englishmen put it."

    "I'm Irish."

    "Oh I believe my geographic generalizations are the very least of your concerns, Mr. Drake. Just take a look at this monitor here. I think that will do a great deal of my explaining for me."

    John Drake's eyes widened to the size of saucers as he read the words on the screen. "You can't do this. No matter what your goals, surely, at least, as a human being, you have to-"

    "Mr. Drake, I don't believe you fully understand the implications of that sentence you are about to utter," the man explained, as a third figure materialized behind him.

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    "I have not been 'a human being' in the strictest sense for a very, very long time now." The man's smile widened. "Of course, I know what will happen to me when the world ends. As for the rest of you…"

    The words on the screen were glowing behind the man's head. There were only three words Drake recognized, but they had been more than enough to fill him with dread.

    Iä! Iä! Azathoth!

    "As for the rest of you, well, I always did want to come out of this on top."



    As the doors opened, the rather strange array of individuals who had been waiting outside were greeted by their host's somewhat eccentric tastes in music. Specifically, his current love affair with the soundtrack. Even more specifically, his current love affair with soundtracks composed by Elmer Bernstein.


    "Ah, yes, yes, I've been expecting you, come in, come in!" The old man beckoned the new arrivals to follow him through the massive double doors. "Step lively then, not up the stairs yet, we're going to the main hall, which is... um... yes, that way, of course. I know this. Really. Yes! Yes! Here we are! The sitting room!

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    "It's a little old-fashioned but you'll get used to it. Has a certain sort of charm to it. Where was I? Oh yes! My name is Dr. Emmett Lathrop Brown, Ph.D., though everybody else just calls me 'Doc.' So, er, so can you."

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    "Wait, no, that's not the point. The point is Welcome to the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen! Yes, that was it. Um, my apologies, ladies, it's a very old name and they still haven't gotten around to changing it. We deal primarily in the handling of and disposing of threats to humanity from across and throughout time and space, in continuation of a tradition so old I'm... not actually sure how old it is. Me! And I've got a time-travelling DeLorean! You can imagine, then, how storied an organization such as this must be.

    "For those of you coming from other spacial-temporal coordinates, this is London and it's 1975. No! Sorry. 1976! Yes, that was it. I trust we all had a safe, enjoyable trip here? Too bad if you didn't, you already committed. We've already collected dues and everything. Wait, no, we don't collect dues. Never mind. This particular time and location was chosen as our base of operations for reasons I'm not entirely sure of, something about a special extradimensional significance. Whatever. We're not shackled here by any sort of particular obligations, so we've been known to play a bit loosey-goosey with the laws of time and space. Why, here's a depiction of me battling dinosaurs millions of years ago, drawn by Picasso himself!

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    "We, uh, don't get along too well. In any case I sincerely hope you make the most of your time here with the League."



    "That all said, first things first, I'm going to need each of you to fill out one of these forms. I know, I know, they're a pain, but like all organizations of this nature we have to keep an extensive record of everything that goes on. Insurance reasons. Really. No I don't know how it works, either."

    Name:
    Age:
    Appearance:
    Special Abilities:
    Equipment:
    Time and Place of Origin:
    Brief Biography:
    Work in Which They First Appeared:



    "Right, thank god that's out of the way. Now just take a few minutes to review these policies, and I'll get you all prepped for your first assignment."
    1. The League is fond of keeping extensive records. Consequently, please PM all Character Sheets to Ramza for approval.
    2. For the most part, the League is open to all worthy prospective applicants. Characters may be from a book, comic book, film, television series, or they could even be a person who really lived in "our" time. Ramza reserves the right to reject submissions. Please, no Star Wars characters, you will be rejected. Most high power superheroes will also be rejected. Remember also that your character should be able to function as part of a team in some capacity.
    3. The League would remind its members that they are, ultimately, only capable of so much. The usual bits about how the GM's word is law, godmoding is bad, teeth should be brushed twice daily, etc. apply.
    4. The League requests prior notification of any anticipated absences, to better accomodate the remaining members. Please let us know in advance if you'll be gone for more than a week. I will never drop a player due to prolonged absence, but I do reserve the right to take over your character in the interim.
    5. The League recognizes the diversity of its applicants and strives to be all-inclusive. Alan Moore and Kevin O'Neill's original series, while certainly worth a read, is essentially not canon for our purposes, though you may certainly crib ideas off of them.
    6. Something was written here, but it's impossible to make out. The ink must've run. There is no rule six.
    7. Adventure awaits! Have fun!
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  2. Skywalker_T-65 Force Ghost

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    Name: Teal’c

    Age: 163 (circa 2012)

    Appearance:
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    Special Abilities: Quick healing, great physical strength

    Equipment: FN P90, Jaffa Staff Weapon , Zat’nik’tel (Zat)

    Time and Place of Origin: 2012- Earth

    Brief Biography: Born on a world controlled by the Goa’uld Cronus, Teal’c was exiled (along with his mother) to Chulak, a planet controlled by Apophis. There he grew up, and joined the ranks of his ‘god’s’ army to avenge his father. While doing this, he would eventually raise himself to First Prime, whereupon Teal’c would meet the newly minted SG-1.

    Helping the human team escape from Chulak, Teal’c would go to war with his former Goa’uld overlords. Over many years, he would help fight the Goa’uld, until eventually the alien menace was beaten back. With that done, Teal’c would continue to fight, first the Replicators, and then the Ori. Those wars took a further four or so years to complete, leaving Teal’c prematurely aged by 50 year (thanks to time-travel shenanigans).

    Now, he finds himself in the presence of the other ‘recruits’ for the League of Extraordinary Gentleman, on another adventure.

    Work in Which They First Appeared: Stargate: SG-1
  3. HanSolo29 Manager Emeritus + Official Star Wars Artist

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    Name: Henry "Indiana" Jones, Jr.
    Age: 37
    Appearance:
    [IMG]
    Special Abilities: Indy is a specialist on antiquities and the occult and he can fluidly handle the bullwhip. He is also fluent in several different languages.
    Equipment: Bullwhip, Smith & Wesson HE2 handgun, satchel with various equipment such as notepads, writing utensils, glasses, lighter, etc.
    Time and Place of Origin: Bedford, CT, United States; 1936
    Brief Biography: Henry is an American archaeologist most famously known under the guise of "Indiana" Jones or simply, Indy. Despite working as a professor at Marshall College in Connecticut, Indy is known for his globe-trotting exploits and his less than conventional methods of obtaining rare antiquities. This particular trait has gotten him into trouble on more than one occasion and many argue that he is more of a nuisance and a grave robber than a true archaeologist. Indy also suffers from a detrimental fear of snakes.

    Born July 1, 1899 in Princeton, New Jersey, Jones' life was indelibly influenced when he accompanied his parents, Henry Sr. and Anna Jones on a world lecture tour from 1908 to 1910. After the return home, his mother became ill and died. Father and son relocated to Utah in 1912 but without Anna, their relationship became increasingly strained. As Henry Sr. withdrew into his studies, Indiana found himself in various locations as his father lectured once again.

    After high school, he attended the University of Chicago, where he studied under Professor Abner Ravenwood. He later transferred to France, where he earned an undergraduate degree in linguistics. In 1925, he began a brief relationship with Ravenwood's daughter Marion, which ended his friendship with Abner.

    In the years leading up to World War II, Jones secured a teaching position at Marshall College and continued his world-wide adventures. During this time, he obtained the mystical Sankara Stones and the Ark of the Covenant, where he was reunited with Marion Ravenwood. It was also this latest adventure that caught the eye of the League of the Extraordinary Gentlemen...
    Work in Which They First Appeared: Raiders of the Lost Ark
  4. Mitth_Fisto Force Ghost

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    Name: Sgt. Todd
    Age: 39
    Appearance: https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-...EEh0/s1600/soldier%20service%20record.jpg [IMG] Special Abilities: Trained soldier able to ignore pain and heightened physical abilities.
    Equipment: 3008 USCM Smartgun, 4198 MK8 Laser Solo, Combat Knife, Standard Military gear
    Time and Place of Origin: Deep Space, Trinity Moons
    Brief Biography: Born and raised for the military he had known of nothing else until his body was dumped on Arcadia 234 after loosing to Caine 206 in battle. There on the waste planet he met and was taken in by a colony of humans that were stranded there. Although temporarily outcasted from the colony he returned when they fell under attack from the new genetically engineered soldiers training mission on the planet. From which he successfully defeated the enemy, aided the colonists in escaping and resettling on a new world with the other 'outdated' soldiers on the Trinity Moons. After colonizing the originally intended location he was picked up by a unknown vehicle to aid the League of Extraodinary Gentlemen, an offer that agreed it would let him return to the colony, possibly with things to aid it.
    Work in Which They First Appeared: Soldier 1998 movie self claimed spin-off of Bladerunner
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  5. Ramza JC Head Admin and RPF Manager

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    GM OOC: So, just to give folks a head's up on my plans, I'm going to try for a prologue to what will be called "Chapter the First" tomorrow, with the first proper update some time this weekend. After that I'm anticipating we'll be on a one to two update a week schedule, maybe a bit extra at first since my work load is light right now.
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  6. Ramza JC Head Admin and RPF Manager

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    Chapter the First: The Day the Earth Stood Still

    Well, really, that had almost been too easy.

    The man looked out at the broken bodies of those who had sought to oppose him as they lay there. They were in much the state he had intended to leave them in: alive, but only just enough. They would have a front row seat for a once-in-a-lifetime event: the annihilation of the world itself.

    The being that had acted as his assailant materialized behind him. "So, what exactly do you intend to do now?" the being inquired, its approximation of a face distorting into a knowing grin.

    "Intent has nothing to do with it," the man replied, tossing back his cloak triumphantly. "I will be completing the ceremony now, thanks to these poor fools delivering this-"

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    "Directly into my hands."

    He turned around now to face the altar that stood behind him - it seemed almost a cartoon prop, for all its gaudiness, but that very appearance was merely a psychic filter - a veil through which the brain became capable of seeing what no mortal was ever meant to actually behold.

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    "It's funny, isn't it?" the man asked, raising the purple blade into the air so that the light could bounce off of it. "The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen doom not only themselves, but the entire world. Maybe even all of existence. And all because one of their own betrayed them before they even had a chance to act."

    He chuckled. "It'd be cute if it wasn't so damned pathetic."

    He plunged the blade into the sacrifice, letting loose a stream of blood. He spoke words that had no beginning, no ending, no place in this dimension. Only three syllables were even distinguishable:

    Iä! Iä! Azathoth!

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    Fin.
  7. Penguinator RPF Modinator and Batmanager

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    Name: Henry Dorsett Case
    Age: 27
    Appearance: [IMG]
    Special Abilities: Console cowboy extraordinaire. Has a way with computers and technology like you wouldn't believe. Expert chain smoker; high tolerance for most narcotics.
    Equipment: Hosaka Ono-Sendai Cyberspace7 model (heavily customized), lighter, three packs of Yeheyuans, single shuriken, Chiba City's finest $15 rental handgun which isn't that fine at all.
    Time and Place of Origin: 20xx, specifically one possible future encountered by Emmett Brown.
    Brief Biography: They didn't have Yeheyuans. The DTs were kicking in, spasms like current through too little wire, at least when he didn't have something in him already. The sun was bright and the sky was blue, and he didn't like that much either. When Brown had brought him back, he'd promised some sort of recompense, but to Case it seemed unlikely that'd happen anytime soon. Brown didn't seem to have any serious console jockey skills, nor even a console to jockey on. This might as well have been like Homo Sapiens hanging out with the Neanderthals. And they didn't have Yeheyuans. He doubted they had anything hard that would do the trick, either. The business with Tessier-Ashpool and the Rastas had left a mark on Case, one only expunged through the copious consumption of narcotics. He wasn't quite ready to admit it wasn't working. After all, once you've seen the birth of a god, you've seen it all, haven't you?
    Work in Which They First Appeared: Neuromancer, by William Gibson
  8. Lukes_Apprentice Jedi Grand Master

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    Name: James Bond
    Age: 33
    Appearance: [IMG]
    Special Abilities: Quick problem solver, excellent marksmen, commando training, extremely good at hand-to-hand combat, expert infiltration skills, ability to speak several languages (French, German, Italian, Greek, Czech , Russian, and oriental languages ), and a cool nature that causes others especially women to want to help him
    Equipment: Walther PPK 7.65mm, Berns-Martin triple draw shoulder holster, Aston Martin DB5 with special equipment and hidden compartments, a Fairbairn-Sykes knife, and combat gear
    Time and Place of Origin: 1957; London, Britain
    Brief Biography: James Bond’s parent’s Andrew Bond and Monique Delacroix were killed at an early age and he was raised by Miss Charmian Bond in Pett Bottom village. After having girl trouble with the maid Bond was sent to Fettes College in Edinburgh, Scotland. Bond also during this period of time briefly attended the University of Geneva.

    Bond served in Royal Naval Volunteer Reserve during World War II, from which he emerges a Commander and received commando training. Bond attained this rank while serving in the British Secret Service. Bond served admirably during his time in the Navy Reserve.

    Bond is a civil servant, working in the Ministry of Defense as a Principal Officer, a civilian grade equivalent to a Captain in the Royal Navy while he was in the SIS. Bond claims he earned his 00 sometime before his participation in the Casino Royal mission by killing two marks.

    Bond boss and SIS is M whom he respects and admires and when he receives his order he executes them for the most part except on a few occasions when he accomplishes his goals without killing.
    Bond was contacted by M shortly after his Goldfinger mission and was told that the SIS wanted him to go with an unusual man to possibly save the world and followed orders.
    Work in Which They First Appeared: Casino Royale, 1953 novel
  9. Rampani Force Ghost

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    Name: Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden
    Age: 39
    Appearance: [IMG]

    Special Abilities: Elemental magic, energy redirection, tracking spells
    Equipment: Staff, enchanted duster, blasting rod, shield bracelet, silver pentacle pendant, Smith & Wesson .44 revolver
    Time and Place of Origin: 2012 Chicago, Illinois
    Brief Biography: Harry Dresden is a wizard who works as a PI in Chicago, dealing with paranormal crimes and consulting for the Chicago PD. His mother was Margaret Gwendolyn LeFey, a witch, and his father was a stage illusionist. His mother later left Harry and his father and had a child with the White Court of vampires. This child was Thomas, Harry's half brother. Harry was raised by his father until the age of six when his father died of a brain anyeurysm. Jason DuMorne then became Harry's legal ward and guardian. Unfortunately, DuMorne became a dark mage and Harry was forced to kill him at the age of 16. Harry was then placed in the care of Ebenezer McCoy until Harry was able to support himself.
    Work in Which They First Appeared: Storm Front by Jim Butcher
  10. CmdrMitthrawnuruodo Force Ghost

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    Name: Lamont Cranston aka The Shadow
    Age: 30s
    Appearance:
    [IMG][IMG]
    Special Abilities: Psychic powers; illusions, mind reading, cloud minds, etc. Some undeveloped telekinetic abilities. Marksman, pilot, and has a large informant network.
    Equipment: Two Colt 1911 .45s, a signal ring
    Time and Place of Origin: 1930s New York City
    Brief Biography: Lamont Cranston, also Kent Allard and many other names, was a WWI pilot that turned corrupt and disappeared in the Orient. He was later found by the Tulku and taught how to harness his psychic abilities. He would return to New York City as Lamont Cranston and build a network of informants and allies to fight corruption and crime in the city and as the mysterious The Shadow.
    Work in Which They First Appeared: The Shadow 1930 radiodrama
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  11. Ramza JC Head Admin and RPF Manager

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    GMOOC: A million pardons for the delays on my end, I was mentally out of commission on Saturday, which has, in turn, put me behind schedule for various work related issues. I had intended, then, to get a post up today, but my body decided last night was the best night to get 3 hours of sleep, so it's going to take all of my energy just to stay awake through teaching today.

    The good news is that I have nothing whatsoever due on Thursday, so Wednesday is prime posting time. Expect the first post then, and again, I'm sorry I missed my own deadline guesstimate.
  12. Ramza JC Head Admin and RPF Manager

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    Chapter the First: The Day the Earth Stood Still

    Doc quickly skimmed over the completed forms. "Yes, yes, these all seem to be in order. Ordinarily this would be the extremely tedious exposition part where we all acquaint ourselves with one another, but I'm afraid the nature of the current situation necessitates a certain degree of secrecy in our part. The less you know, the better off you are."

    He paused for a moment. "Like that? You probably should forget that. Anyway you know the gist of it from the car ride - secret organization of space-time hopping operatives dedicated to saving stuff. The world, in this case, though sometimes we like to play fast and loose with the whole… stuff… thing… where was I? Oh yes!"

    Doc removed a device from his lap coat consisting primarily of a decent sized switch and looking not unlike a model airplane remote.

    [IMG]

    "Anyway, our field agent in the fray can explain more when you find him. He's going to be sticking out like a sore thumb in 1898, so I doubt you'll have any difficulty tracking him down."

    The switch was flipped, and a swirling column of light enveloped the new recruits. "And if you can't, just follow the three D's of time travel: Don't sign any contracts, don't draw too much attention to yourselves, and don't get bitten by the vampires. Oh, and don't worry about your outfits, I've recently upgraded my technology to account for any possible discrepancies. It's rather brilliant, really, it functions by creating a qua-"

    Doc Brown's explanation was cut off by a loud roar as a hole tore open in the space-time continuum. Suddenly the entire team of recruits found themselves, after a somewhat unceremonious interdimensional plop!, in the exact same room they had been in previously - only now there was no one whatsoever with them, the furniture was nowhere to be seen, and there seemed to be a thick layer of dust covering the floor.

    All was completely silent - and we might add, very poorly illuminated - for a rather impressive moment. How exactly our protagonists would react to this sudden change in scenery, and how they would proceed from here, was entirely up to them. To say nothing of the fact that not even I, the narrator, was completely sure where they were at the moment.

    Who was I, anyway?

    And what exactly was lurking in the shadows that I wasn't even telling them about?

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    OOC: And we're off!
  13. CmdrMitthrawnuruodo Force Ghost

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    The Shadow knows! No... wait, that's evil in the hearts of men. Drat.

    Lamont Cranston

    Somewhere in the space time continuum that only Ramza knows but wont' say...

    The man simply known as The Shadow blinked from under his wide-brimmed hat and glanced around the room they had left but a split second ago. A room that was now empty save for the dust. "Did he teleport the furniture instead of us?" said the dark clad figure a little humorously, his voice muffled and gruff behind the red scarf. He was no stranger to the bizarre and time-travel was something he had dealt with before, or at least a mad-man who wanted to change history anyway. Nor was he surprised at the sight of the extraordinary fellows that the scientist had gathered.

    The dark-skinned soldier with the gold embossment on his forehead was the most curious of them all. He looked similarly dressed to an American soldier, but he had never seen fatigues patterned quite like his. Of the weapons, he was more interested in the pistol than the machine gun. He never did like the heavier, noisier automatic weapons. They were clumsy and inaccurate. At least the ones he had to use in the Great War were. The one this black warrior held looked far more advanced than anything used in the war.

    Out of all of them, this one was probably the most true-hearted. There was darkness in it, sins committed in the past but Lamont could see that he was trying to atone for them by helping his people and the people of Earth. Honor was important to this man and he suspected loyalty was a strong trait in him as well. There was no need of questioning the courage of this battle-worn warrior.

    He quickly glanced over the others, noting with disinterest the futuristic soldier but recognizing him as a man not to cross or fight with and who had the blood of many staining his hands. The fellow with the dark glasses, he wasn't even sure what to call him. He seemed ordinary enough but the fact that he was here suggested he wasn't and his thoughts were... erratic, like an addict, making it difficult to discern anything about him. The fact that he smelled like cigarettes probably was a clue for his mental state and the psychic crime-fighter quickly drew back before he got a headache.

    Then the man that looked like he came straight out of a Wild West film was quite interesting. He could sense power with him and Lamont was intrigued. Never before has he ever come across anyone with such strength. Shiwan Khan, and even himself, paled in comparison to what he was sensing from this man. The Tulku had told him that the mind was powerful and could perform extraordinary feats when conditioned properly, feats that the common man would find mystifying. He knew this, he had seen it and done it and he wondered what this young man could do.

    Next was someone he would classify as part of the elite, charismatic and a ladies man. But the look in his eyes told him he was anything but. A trained killer. He was not a soldier like the futuristic brute, he did not stand or behave like one. He was conditioned, however, to deal with intrusion of the mind, no doubt from interrogation rather than psychic invasion. Of what he was able to glean, this man was sinful in the name of country. Lovely, an English spy.

    His gaze fell on the last man whom he easily recognized. Doctor Henry Jones, fancy meeting you here. He had heard of the sometimes archaeologist and sometimes treasure-hunter, but never had the pleasure of meeting him. His recent work, from Lamont's perspective, in the Orient had intrigued him and was why he even knew about him. Despite his desire to atone for his past sins as Yin-ko, Lamont still had a taste and interest for the Orient.

    The Shadow turned a full three-sixty degrees to gather his bearings and observe his companions before walking over to the window. He stood at the edge and carefully glanced out to see what was outside. Extending his senses, he listened to the psychic chatter while he observed the outside to see where and when they were. For all they knew, the old man probably sent them into the future instead.

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  14. Penguinator RPF Modinator and Batmanager

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    Case

    His head felt like a TV tuned to a dead channel. The mess of thoughts in his mind was the product of - what was the line in the Chat, way back home? It's not like I'm using. It's like my body's developed this massive drug deficiency. The Chatsuba was always good for crap like that, Sprawl jokes that lived their lives in that expanse, the shorthand of console jockeys like Case. He patted his pockets, felt a crumpled pack of Yeheyuans, pulled them out and lit one up.

    The dimness of the room wasn't quite the dank corner of the Sprawl he'd crawled into, wasn't quite the Chat back in Chiba, and he hated it. The dim wasn't his brand of low light, the background for an extended Hosaka-powered trip through the matrix. Not that it mattered.

    Christ, he missed Molly.

    Case exhaled a cloud of smoke. "1898. Jesus."

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  15. Rampani Force Ghost

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    Harry Dresden

    Well, that was one of the more weird things that I have experienced. Right up there on the list next to being dead. Where are we?

    It was then I got that funny feeling you get when you are being watched. That little tingle warning you of possible danger. I took a deep breath to get my bearings and immediately began coughing. Great way to introduce yourself there Harry. Just breath in ALL the dust and smoke. I put my hand over my mouth to cover up the hacking noise and began to look around the room.

    Let's see. We've got a tall dude with an alien weapon, a guy that seems like he might be military, and someone who looks like they would fit in better at a fancy party. The guy with the reflective black glasses is the one lighting up and over there is some guy that looks like Harrison Ford from Star Wars.

    Thing was, I wasn't getting that funny feeling from any of them. And while I could sense that there was something special about each of them, nothing screamed immediate danger to me. My gaze slid to the last member of our group, the man dressed in black with the red scarf wrapped around the lower half of his face, only to find him staring at me. I felt his psychic probe almost as soon as I locked eyes on him. The masked man's gaze slid off of me as he walked to the window and that tingling feeling disappeared. I don't know if its good or not, but it looks like I caught someone's attention. I shook off the momentary discomfort, but continued watching him.

    Someone finally spoke. "1898. Jesus," said the smoker. I turned to face him.

    "1898? What makes you say that?"

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  16. Penguinator RPF Modinator and Batmanager

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    Case

    The buzz in his ears was someone talking. Fantastic. Bodine Wilson's very own right here - smart guy, just a total screw-up, was all. How'd the guy in the hat - the other guy in the hat - miss that detail? It was probably the only sane thing that Brown had said.

    " 'Cause Brown said so."

    Hell, this was probably the sanest thing Case had done in years. The whole Tessier-Ashpool incident had seriously required a lot of whiskey and cheap contraband to forget the really messed up stuff.

    Case took a drag off his Yeheyuan, offered the pack to the man.

    "Want one?"

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  17. Skywalker_T-65 Force Ghost

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    Teal'c

    As the light faded from his eyes, Teal'c looked around the room he was in. All the furniture that had previously been in the room had vanished, and been replaced by a heavy layer of dust. The room was also much dimmer, though to a Jaffa like himself it made little difference. He turned his head around the room, scanning for any threats. But aside from the group he had journeyed with, there was nothing of note.

    As for his companions, they were nothing like Teal'c's own team, SG-1. There was a soldier who looked like he might have been from the SGC, but the weaponry was different. There was also a pair of men in outfits that reminded Teal'c of the old 'Wild West' movies General O'Neill had shown him. Another man was dressed in what appeared to be Tau'ri formal wear, though he gave off the aura of a trained killer, which Teal'c easily picked up on. Yet another man, the one with the cigarette, wore black reflective glasses. The final man was the first one to speak, and he was standing next to the window, looking out into the night.

    1898. This is further back than the Stargate sent us, Teal'c thought, remembering the original SG-1's detour to 1969.

    Seeing that the rest of the group wasn't concerned with checking the door, Teal'c secured his Staff Weapon to his back, and raised his P90. The tall Jaffa Warrior turned on the flashlight attached to the weapon, and scanned the darker corners of the room. Noticing that no-one was hiding in the corners, Teal'c walked to the rooms door. After turning off his light, he opened the door and scanned the hallway before turning back to the group.

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  18. Lukes_Apprentice Jedi Grand Master

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    James Bond

    After the flash of that sent him back or forward in time James felt irked that the light was not their not that it mattered commandos were trained for these sort of situations and so was he. James was about to check the surrounding but realized one his campanions the tall one with mark on his head was doing just that. The other that had spoken first was standing at the window doing what James could not be quite sure. The man with what looked like dark glasses seemed to believe they were in 1898, but could he be sure of that? James shrugged looked at his other companions and saw one dressed like western movie and the other dressed in a more contemporary western style.

    James assessed the situation and said, “Well gents, I do believe we have some work ahead of us .” James moved slowly across to the man dark glasess and said, “If your offering cigarette then I would like one if you don’t mind and light as well.”

    “I suggest we also move to meet the man Doc brown mentioned. I’m guessing we might want some period specific lighting as we don’t want to stick out, of course that is one a few things we need. However, I don’t mean to impose but think it would be a good idea if we know each other’s names as we will be working together. Mine is Bond, James Bond and yours? “

    James motioned towards the man with dark glasses.”

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  19. Rampani Force Ghost

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    Dresden:

    I'm pretty sure glasses guy thought I was an idiot. That was fine. Let him think that. Truth be told, I had missed what the crazy doctor guy had said. Too busy looking around the room, checking for any hostile magic. It's a habit that has saved my life on more than one occasion. But usually I was able to ask questions of the people I had been paying attention to. Glad Murphy wasn't here to see me screw up like that.

    "Thanks for the offer Glasses, but I don't smoke. And I think Mr. Bond is right. Before we get ourselves into trouble, we may as well get to know each other. I'm Harry Dresden."

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  20. HanSolo29 Manager Emeritus + Official Star Wars Artist

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    Indiana Jones

    1898, huh?

    Jones winced and pushed the hat further back on his head as he took a good look around. While he was still feeling the effects of whatever contraption the Doc had zapped them with, he was still able to discern that they were standing in the exact same room they had been in moments before -- only, the Doc and the rest of the furnishings were now gone. The only thing that remained was a thick layer of dust that covered every inch of the floor. Well, he had to admit, it certainly looked like the late 1800s or early 1900s that he remembered from his childhood - old and dirty.

    Still, the Doc had referred to time travel and while the notion had been entertained in the novels of the day, Jones was skeptical that such technology actually existed. He had seen a lot of strange stuff during his travels and while he couldn't explain what had caused the objects of the room to disappear, he couldn't automatically conclude that it was due to time travel. He would need more solid proof.

    The need to find answers led to wandering the room for clues and in turn, to the others that had apparently made this journey with him. All of them were strangers, as far as he was concerned and he was leery about working with any of them. One in particular - the tall dark-haired man with a fedora similar to his own and a red scarf covering his mouth - seemed to take a certain interest in him. That look...it was almost as if he knew him, but from where?

    Narrowing his eyes, Jones watched with interest as the man turned from the group to stand by himself at the window. He could now hear the others beginning to converse at his back, but that hardly seemed important compared to the mystery surrounding this stranger. Out of all the members of the group, he appeared to be the most relaxed, which suggested to him that he was either knowledgeable about their current situation or he was one hell of a con man...and dangerous. The problem was, he wasn't sure which one he was just yet or how close to the mark he actually was. He would need to keep an eye on him.

    Turning, he approached the others at a slow gait and observed the group with arms crossed as they began introductions. So far, they had Bond and Dresdan, both fairly easy names to remember.

    "I can't say I'm familiar with any of you gentlemen," he noted in a slow drawl as he interjected into their conversation. "But if we are to take the Doc at his word concerning time travel, then I guess that explains everything, doesn't it? We're probably all from different times and places, anyway." A hint of sarcasm was evident in his voice as he studied each of them in turn. It was clear he wasn't too easily swayed.

    "That is, if you believe in that sort of thing." He smiled, his mood lightening along with it. "I'm Indiana Jones."

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  21. Skywalker_T-65 Force Ghost

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    Teal'c

    “I suggest we also move to meet the man Doc brown mentioned. I’m guessing we might want some period specific lighting as we don’t want to stick out, of course that is one a few things we need. However, I don’t mean to impose but think it would be a good idea if we know each other’s names as we will be working together. Mine is Bond, James Bond and yours? “

    If Teal'c hadn't been living on Earth for years now, the way the man introduced himself would have confused him. But this James Bond was correct, in everything he said. Teal'c remembered how his time in 1969 went, and knew he needed less conspicuous clothing, and some other way to light the way. The P90 and his Jaffa weapons would stick out too much.

    The next man to introduce himself was called Harry Dresden. Teal'c didn't recognize the name, but that was to be expected. After all, none of them had met each other before. The last man to introduce himself strongly reminded Teal'c of Han Solo. But this man looked like he was from Earth's past, not another galaxy.

    "I can't say I'm familiar with any of you gentlemen," he noted in a slow drawl as he interjected into their conversation. "But if we are to take the Doc at his word concerning time travel, then I guess that explains everything, doesn't it? We're probably all from different times and places, anyway." A hint of sarcasm was evident in his voice as he studied each of them in turn. It was clear he wasn't too easily swayed.

    "That is, if you believe in that sort of thing." He smiled, his mood lightening along with it. "I'm Indiana Jones."

    Noticing that none of his companions had responded yet, Teal'c took it upon himself to answer.

    "I am Teal'c of Chulak," the large man said, leaving it there for now.


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  22. CmdrMitthrawnuruodo Force Ghost

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    Lamont Cranston

    Somewhere...

    He listened with half an ear to the conversation and the introductions. Lamont already knew some of their names, having easily plucked the information out of their minds. It wasn't difficult to do when someone doesn't expect a telepath to be in the room. Unfortunately, as far as he knew, none of his companions would be able to discern who he was unless he introduced himself. Turning away from the window, his gaze met the others.

    "I have many names," he simply said. There was no way he was going to introduce himself with his real name. He didn't trust them to start and being able to move around 1898 London as Lamont Cranston may prove useful, especially since his entire network of contacts is virtually non-existent now. "Doctor Jones, I know of, but the rest of you, however, are unknown to me. Until I know more, The Shadow is what I am called."

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  23. Mitth_Fisto Force Ghost

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    Todd

    The past. Well for him he has not left the past since stepping in the lift that the Doctor drove. Still his mission had merely been given a beginning task, recon.

    The others in the room quickly set into motion and talking as soon as they had appeared in a more run-down building that seemed to the exact duplica of the structure they were in previously minus cover, comfort, or cleanliness. Scanning the surroundings he waited as the others talked, and simply took note of their appearances and stances. What fighting capabilities they had was imposible to decern, if he had to fight them he would take it easy but he didn't have to? Did he? Still it was proper to remember that appearances and even demeanor can be deceiving and even an untrained civ with a richocheeing shot can end a soldiers life as thuroughly as a bred or created soldier.

    Looking at the others after the Shadow introduced itself he pointed merely to his cheek and turned toward each one in turn as he took a better look into their eyes. Much could be told in that that everything else can lie about for most. His name was there for those that could read. Todd

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  24. Penguinator RPF Modinator and Batmanager

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    Case

    Case shrugged off Dresden's refusal. "Whatever." He held out the Yeheyuans to Bond. English accent, not quite like Riviera's, still hiding some menace. Military man, he guessed. "Smoke?" Case exhaled through his nostrils. "Name's Case. Out of Chiba City, the Sprawl, all that."

    It was clear none of these guys knew what the hell that actually was, though. Maybe Teal'c, though. Case had seen weird stuff punched into weirder places on people than that gold symbol, it being the Sprawl and all.

    "Y'know, I'm still not sure why I'm here. Not a single deck in sight."

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  25. Lukes_Apprentice Jedi Grand Master

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    James Bond

    James took one and nodded and said , “Thanks.”
    James let the cigarette hang loosely from his fingers as it wasn’t lit.
    James said, “I have heard of decks in the matter were cards are concerned, but I’m guessing you mean something else Mr. Case.”

    "I can't say I'm familiar with any of you gentlemen," he noted in a slow drawl as he interjected into their conversation. "But if we are to take the Doc at his word concerning time travel, then I guess that explains everything, doesn't it? We're probably all from different times and places, anyway."

    "That is, if you believe in that sort of thing." He smiled, his mood lightening along with it. "I'm Indiana Jones."

    "I am Teal'c of Chulak," heard the tall one with mark say.

    The one with the mask said gruffly, "Doctor Jones, I know of, but the rest of you, however, are unknown to me. Until I know more, The Shadow is what I am called."
    ‘Lovely, the elusive crime fighter type’, thought James

    The futuristic solder was not very talkative, but his name Todd was plastered on him.

    James nodded he was right, “Well Doctor Jones, the shadow, Todd, Teal’c, Harry it is good to meet all of you, now shall we get down to business? I agree with Doctor Jones none of know exactly where we are, unless someone does. We also have to work together so suffice it to say all of you have my word I will do my utmost to work hard and get the job done. I have an idea though that if we really want to find out what is going on we must start by heading into a nearby populated area. That is of course if everyone agrees.”

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