Logfile from SuperMegaTopia.

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EEKA:
A diminutive female mouse, standing just a whisker under 3'10-- not including
   her ears-- with a long tail and a sleek sort of build.  She has a peculiar
   plastic sheen to her pale grey fur, as well as her very black hair, which
   is tied back into a simple long ponytail.  Her eyes are large, blue, and
   slightly skittish.  She is wearing a high-necked sleeveless jumpsuit of a
   greyish-blue camouflage pattern, which extends to just below her knees, but
   she is barefoot.  The jumpsuit has four large cargo-style pockets, two per
   leg.

DONOVAN THORN:
You see a male panther, about 5'6".  He's slimly built, but not scrawny.  He's
   wearing  blue-jeans, a black T-shirt, heavy-looking work boots and a large,
   stuffed-to-the-brim  backpack.  The T-shirt has a supermanish logo of a
   question mark in a triangle.  The pack has 'U of SMT' written on it, and a
   red leaf sewn below the lettering.  He  wears an engagement ring on his
   right hand.

TIMEPIECE:
Here stands a tall rabbit of the white persuasion. He wears a loose-fitting
   dark purple suit, buttoned up neatly, and covered with symbols of clock
   faces. This is in addition to a pair of shiny black shoes, white dress
   gloves, and a purple bowler hat. Around the hat is a green band, with the
   symbol of a watch on the front. Covering his eyes is a small facemask
   (Think TMNT or Riddler style mask). In his hands he carries a shiny walking
   stick, and a chain hangs out of one of his pockets.

FFIONA:
Rebellion and att- .. wait? Is this the same Ffiona? Standing before you is
   what seems to be a changed mink.
She's quite small, the top of her head more or less three feet from the
   ground. A dense carpet of well groomed blackfur covers her from ear-top to
   toe. Ffi's hair has been dyed, now a startling silver , though she's kept
   that vain blue streak that always seems to drop down over her eyes.
   Speaking of her eyes, they're an intense shade of yellow, that seem to have
   a way of piercing past your eyes, and into your soul. A small delicate
   nose, and two thin lips complete her face.
Gone is the black tank-top. Now Ffi is sporting a tie-dye colored shirt, all
   the colors of the rainbow swirling outwards in wavy lines from the center.
   Those blue body-huggers that used to be wrapped around her legs have been
   replaced as well. Baggy black jeans is what Ffi prefers now, growing
   extremely wide at the bottom so that her feet  ( and the comfy sandals
   they're riding in ) are hidden. The jeans are embroidered with patches all
   over.
Something out of the ordinary.. Ffi also has two tails

FRUITBAT:
She's short. It's only because of her huge pointed ears that she's over four
   feet tall; if you don't count them, she's only a bit over three. Her fur is
   fine, short and dark grey, her wing membranes are black leathery skin, and
   she blends into the shadows. On the other hand, she's usually got a
   cheerful grin on her blunt-muzzled face (even if it does flash some very
   sharp fangs). At night, her wide black eyes are visible; during the day,
   they are hidden behind dark goggles. Her hair is kept in a short pageboy
   cut to keep it out of her eyes in flight.
The wings spread out twice as wide as she is tall, tough leathery skin spread
   on bone spurs. They fold up when she's not flying, revealing two fingers
   and a thumb at the center joint. Her feet are bare, the claws used mainly
   for holding onto overhead objects when she's resting upside down.
Her outfit is ... brief. A pair of bikini shorts the same grey as her fur,
   with a pair of strips of spandex that go over her shoulders, widening into
   cups just big enough to keep her from bouncing around in flight. A thin
   silver chain connects the cups to hold them in place. A small black
   fanny-pack is strapped to her left thigh, with a picture of a dark green
   kiwi with a burning fuse.

YUKI-USA:
Standing before you is Yuki-Usa, the snow-making, ice-slinging young 
  newcomer to Supermegatopia's superhero population. Her short, pudgy 
  frame (no taller than five feet two inches, not counting the ears) is 
  covered in snow-white fur, with light grey headfur done up in a bun 
  held in place with chopsticks. Her body is wrapped in an icy blue 
  (appropriately enough) kimono with an ice crystal motif, her big 
  rabbit feet left bare. Despite her serious countenance, her eyes 
  betray her inexperience and nervousness about her superhero carreer. 
  Only time will tell if she has what it takes.

QUINCY:
The marvels of modern robotics and mechanology have been used to create 
   what is seen. Seven feet tall without, and 8 feet tall with extra 
   armored boots added on, This sleek, silver colored suit of armor is.. 
   well.. Shiny. Its helmet has no visible way of seeing, hearing, or 
   speaking, being a smooth, featureless helmet. The body is made so that 
   the armor offers almost no openings, leaving only small portions of 
   her joints exposed. The previously mentioned armored boots have 
   armored gauntlet counterparts, the boots going up to the knee, and the 
   gauntlets going up to the elbows with an inch of extra armored 
   protection. The fingers on the gauntlets are very big, but fully 
   articulated for full motor control.

Supermegatopia City Park
A sprawl of green stretching out beneath the gaze of the city's skyscrapers,
   the city park is a gently landscaped expanse of lawns and trees and winding
   walks, a place of relaxation for both heroes and less well known folk too.
   In the center of the park, surrounded by a fine circular stepped court, is
   a statue to Supermegatopia's most famous hero, Ferret Man. The tall bronze
   statue captures the stalwart hero in his most well known pose, guns
   a'blazing! Long shadows slip across the gentle slopes and through the
   trees, a lovely moire of black and grey as the falling sun sillouettes the
   western skyline. One by one the street lamps flicker on, a romantic touch
   to the coming dusk. Even as the city prepares for sleep the park is active,
   folks out on an evening stroll, vigilantes exchanging drama filled glances
   and the occassional gaggle of villians trading tips on world domination as
   they walk.
Within the park's bounds is a small gazebo, often used for events or as a
   focus for wanton destruction. Just a bit further on is the park pond.
   Bordering the park to the west Kiwi Drive, while Saint Bagosy's Cathedral
   rises in its western reaches. A small path leads south, towards the city's
   southern neighborhoods.

Timepiece sits... in midair. Drinking tea.
Yuki-Usa comes jogging along, and sees the odd floating fellow. "Um, hello..."
Eeka enters the park, a book, a thermos, and a small blanket in each of her
   hands.  Yes, she has three at the moment.
Yuki-Usa waves to a familiar face. "Hey Eeka."
Eeka blinks up at Timepiece... "Uh oh."  She drops her items under a tree and
   retracts the extra arm, while waving Usaki over with the other.  "Usaki!
    Hsst!"
Yuki-Usa hmms? and heads over. "Eeka, isn't that guy over there that villain
   Timepiece?" she says in a stage-whisper to the mouse. "I saw his picture in
   the paper once..."
Eeka nods.  "Da!  That is beink the one-- I have been meetink him before.  Has
   he been doink anythink?  Besides... um... sort of hangink in midair?"
Yuki-Usa says, "Looks like he's just having tea right now..."
Eeka peeks around Usaki at Timepiece... o.o  "Hm.  Well... I think maybe he is
   waitink for your boyfriend."
Yuki-Usa says, "Fate's met him, too?"
Timepiece pulls out a crossword puzzle. Silently, he loves being creepy. >:P
Eeka blinks.  "You are not knowink?  He and Fate are beink nemesises...
   nemesi... nemesooses?  Er.  They are always fightink.  Fate was killink him
   just last week."
Donovan_Thorn has arrived.
Yuki-Usa says, "Wait, Fate killed him last week? Or was he just trying to?"
Donovan_Thorn says, "I think it'd be news if there was a week fate DIDN'T die
   in.  Hi."
Eeka shakes her head.  "Nyet!  Fate -killed- him.  He showed up at the morgue
   to... pick himself up.  H'lo, Donovan.  He is beink like Fate-- he dies but
   comes back."
Yuki-Usa waves to Don, then stares at Eeka. "Weird... but he does have time
   powers, or so I've heard."
Donovan_Thorn ahs, "Yeah, that.  Kindasorta.  There seems to be limits to it
   though.  He can abuse time to do matrix-like moves, but he can't, say, make
   me not exist.  I dunno what his limits are precisely, but they must be
   somewhere between.
Eeka nods... she wonders whether she should share his rantings from last night
   in the Dark Place.  She doesn't like to tattle... and is there some sort of
   villains code of ethics?  Is spilling the beans bad form?  Yeesh.  She
   twitches her whiskers and thinks.
Eeka decides to wait and see what he does.  She peers up at the floating
   rabbit, before taking a seat under the tree with her blanket and book.
Donovan_Thorn isn't aware of timepiece's presence at all.  Blithely walks
   under him and gets a corndog.
Timepiece is sitting in midair, as if suspended on.. something, drinking tea
   and doing a crossword puzzle.
Eeka has her own tea, in the thermos, and sips it while trying to read.
    Having Timepiece there is no help at all.  She keeps sneaking glances at
   him to see if he's done anything.  Now?  No.   Now?... no.  How about...
   now!  Hrm.  No.
Yuki-Usa sits on a bench and pulls out a book to read, trying not to stare at
   the levitating villain.
Timepiece floats down to ground level, stands up. Leaves his teacup floating
   in midiar.
Eeka peeks... AHA!  Hm.  He just floated to the ground.  Darn.
Donovan_Thorn blinks, "Speak of the devil.  Hi."
Timepiece nods. "Good evening."
Eeka puts her book down and wanders over to the two, the blanket still draped
   over her shoulders.
Timepiece remains perfectly civil, when he's not trying to kill people.
Yuki-Usa has become terminally idle.
Yuki-Usa has unidled.
Timepiece clears throat, and obtains a soda. Then consults his puzzle. "....6
   letter name for famous evil guy..."
Eeka has to ask.  "Any letters, already?"
Donovan_Thorn says, "I've thought of lots with seven or five, but no six..."
Timepiece checks.... "sorry, german evil guy."
Donovan_Thorn says, "oh.  ...duh.  :p"
Yuki-Usa hmms?
Fruitbat has arrived.
Ffiona has arrived.
Ffiona steps off the bus and enters the park.
Fruitbat, in her civilian identity, flits in and finds a tree to hang from.
   "Evening."
Yuki-Usa waves hi
Donovan_Thorn nods to Keesha and Ffiona.
Ffiona nods to Usa and Don, slipping over to join the others.
Eeka heads over to the tree, a blanket draped over her shoulders.  As it
   happens, the tree is the same one she had her book and thermos under.  She
   adds the blanket to the pile and grins at Fruitbat.  "Keesha!  Privetik!"
Donovan_Thorn scratches his head, "I have to say, this is a real change in
   attitude for you Ffiona.  Did something happen?"
Yuki-Usa says, "Hey Ffiona"
Ffiona greets Usa before turning to Don. " Mmm? What has changed? "
Eeka nods at Ffiona.  "H'lo."
Donovan_Thorn says, "well you were kind of goth before.  Now you're....  not
   goth.  o.o"
Ffiona churls, "H'lo Eeka. " To Don.. " You don't like it? ""
Eeka interrupts.  "You are lookink fine, Ffiona.  Right, Donovan?"
Donovan_Thorn says, "absolutely.  I just wondered if it meant something."
Fruitbat skreeks, "Can't a girl change her look without all kinds of
   questions?"
Yuki-Usa says, "Yeah, I like the new Ffiona."
Ffiona's twin tails wiggle behind her. " Thank you. "
Donovan_Thorn scratches his head.  "Sorry for being nosy."  Last time she did
   this she was suffering from severe memory loss, but surmises that's not the
   case this time.
Eeka looks back up to Keesha.  "So how have you been doink?  Busy?"
You say, "Well, things are beink a bit busy here for me to read.  I'll go and
   find a quiet spot.  Paka!"
Eeka wanders off.
Eeka goes [OOC] Out-Of-Character.
It is a mostly quiet night in the park... but... where is that strange
   rumbling noise coming from?
Timepiece hms. An ear twitches. ".... is someone doing contruction somewhere?"
Ffiona glances over to Don's stomach. " Hungry? "
Donovan_Thorn says, "Not me."
It certainly sounds like construction... a ripple of vibration moves across
   the pond, then another.  The ground seems to be vibrating slightly.
Donovan_Thorn says, "...  maybye FrogZilla finally got loose oo"
Ffiona catches sight of the pond, and prudently begins to edge torwards the
   cover of a tree.
Yuki-Usa uh-ohs. "Now what?"
The vibration grows in intensity, until the trees are swaying and the mime's
   teeth chatter.  It seems localized in a clear, grassy spot near the bench
   area.
Yuki-Usa says, "Eep... is there something underground?"
Timepiece says, ".... that is not construction."
Something glints in the clear spot.  A tiny bit of something shiny.
Timepiece >.> "... what's that?"
Donovan_Thorn is searching through his backpack for that vial phoebie gave
   him...  oh yeah, his backpack blew up last week.  "...crap."  .. "What's
   wha - shiny."  goes over to investigate.
It's a tiny metal bit, about half an inch high, sticking up out of the ground.
    Highly polished.
Donovan_Thorn tries to pick it up.
Fruitbat skreeks, "Bet it's attached to some giant burrowing machine..."
Ffiona watches Don, suspecting the worst.
As Donovan tries to grab hold, the vibration increases, and the half inch is
   suddenly a full inch, then three, then seven... the pointed tip of a giant
   screw of metal, coming up... two feet wide, four, seven...
Donovan_Thorn suddenly finds new interest in a lamppost, taking it apart.
Yuki-Usa says, "Don, what are you doing?"
Donovan_Thorn replies, "Preparing a suprise..."  hooks up the high-voltage
   leads to a longer length of wire...
The spinning screw of gleaming metal raises out of the ground, attached to the
   end of a huge copper and brass and iron cylinder.  It halts about ten feet
   out of the hole, and lets out a hiss of steam.
Timepiece blinks. "Now, THAT. THAT is impressive.
Donovan_Thorn touches the sparking pair of leads to the outer shell?  Bit
   bigger than he expected, it might just blow out the park's power than short
   that thing.  >.>
Donovan touches the leads to the cylinder,  just as a hatch in the side begins
   to open.  Though the machine appears to be uneffected, one can hear a
   muffled, "Erghouch!  I... say...
Timepiece watches...
Ffiona says, " I bet it's disgruntled mole people. "
Yuki-Usa says, "Hmm?"
Donovan_Thorn says, "Dr. Robur!  What are you doing?"
Yuki-Usa ohs. "Ah, so it is that owl guy..."
Ffiona cocks her head. " Dr. Robur? "
The hatch opens, and a frazzled owl in a frock coat and top hat leans out.
    His feathers are smoking slightly.  "...cough."
Yuki-Usa says, "Sorry about that, Dr. Robur... we thought you might have been
   mole people or something. What are you doing, by the way?"
Timepiece blinks. "Fascinating. @.o"
Donovan_Thorn ehehs.  >.>
Robur blinks, which is always impressive in an owl.  He glances at Timepiece.
    "Ah.  Capital hat, old chap.  Very Seville Row.  Anyway.  I seem to have
   gotten lost.  Can one of you direct me to the bank?"
Fruitbat skreeks, "Which one?"
Donovan_Thorn points towards the harbor.  "Just keep going directly east, you
   can't miss it."
Timepiece . o O ( ...... someone.... complimented me on my hat? @.o I never
   thought I'd live to see the day...." )
Robur pulls out a map and peers at it.  "Let's see... the park is here... so
   east..."  O.O  "Very amusing, Mr. Thorn."
Fruitbat grins at the owl. "He thinks he's being subtle. Humor him."
Donovan_Thorn says, "How can I be subtle?  I have no hammer, no bricks!"
Donovan_Thorn says, "But you really don't expect me to tell you, piloting a
   drilling machine of such obvious purpose."
Robur jams his top hat down on his head.  "Fine.  Fine.  I can find my own
   way, thank you very much."
Timepiece wanders over, and asides to Robur when he can, "Need some proper
   directions?" >.>
Donovan_Thorn circles the machine, looking for weak points.  Not having much
   luck.  Guesses this isn't the whole thing.
Robur smiles at Timepiece.  "I say.  That's awfully good of you, old chap.
    Certainly."
Ffiona still isn't quite sure who this owl is. Turning to Usa, she asks, " Who
   is this guy? "
Timepiece gives Robur directions to the bank. Very detailed ones. >.>
Robur nods and rubs his hands together.  "Ah, very good.  I say.  I don't
   believe we've met.  Professor Jules Robur."  He tips his hat to Timepiece.
Yuki-Usa says, "He's some mad scientist who'd sealed himself in a cryogenic
   capsule or something since the 19th century. He got dug up a few weeks
   ago."
Timepiece tips hat in return. "The name is Timepiece. Pleased to make your
   aquaintance."
"So refreshing to meet a fellow of refinement.  Well, I must be off.  Time
   waits for no man, as they say."
Donovan_Thorn says, "time flies like the wind, but fruit flies like a banana."
Timepiece grins ever so slightly at Robur. "I'm afraid I may have to disagree
   with you there, old bean."
Fruitbat skreeks, "That's because you cheat, Timepiece."
Timepiece says, "... what other way is there to do it?"
Robur, not knowing anything about Timepiece, merely shrugs.  "Anyway.  A
   pleasure, Mr. Timepiece.  Must be off."  He closes up the hatch and the
   machine rapidly begins moving backwards into the hole, belching steam.
Fruitbat flits down beside the hole and peers in after the machine. "How does
   he navigate down there?"
Timepiece blinks..... "A good question.
Donovan_Thorn says, "My guess?  Badly."
The rumbling begins moving up the street towards the bank.
Donovan_Thorn follows.
Donovan_Thorn heads west, towards Kiwi Drive

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North Kiwi Drive
Running from the city center to the very edge of the city's most northern
   district, this vine lined boulevard cuts smoothly through the jumbled
   streets of skyscrapers. To the west the residential neighborhoods sleep
   peacefully, while across the street the hospital campus struggles through
   the night, awash in the mercury-halide glow of its site lighting, accented
   by the continual red lightning streaks of arriving ambulances. Even this
   late at night the hospital is center of activity, proving at once that both
   heroes and villians stay up much to late past their bedtimes.
To the south Kiwi Drive continues, heading into the city center. Westwards
   smaller streets lead past the residential neighborhoods to the lush kiwi
   fields beyond. On the eastern side of the street is the jumbled sprawl of
   St. Liebowitz's Memorial Hospital, its parking lot a fine example of failed
   urban design. Across from the hospital are the city's finer residential
   neighborhoods, replete with cul-de-sacs, fine townhouses, and too many
   hamsters.

Fruitbat skreeks, "This should be interesting..."
Timepiece has... conspicuousy vanished...
Yuki-Usa finds a place to hide, before changing to her super-hero form.
The rumbling raises in intensity again, as the drilling machine surfaces.
    Boring up though asphalt and concrete this time... and making a shambles
   of the bank's outer wall.
Timepiece, back at his lair, digs through his laundry. .oO(Where is that #@!^
   key?)
Ffiona doesn't really feel the need to help. o-o It's not like she's got any
   money in the bank that she's worried about. No, Ffi's here to watch. If
   there's enough pandemonium, she might find an oppertunity to get herself
   some cash. >D
Donovan_Thorn attempts to cut through the outer shell with a welding torch...
Yuki-Usa has an ice sword at the ready
As Donovan begins cutting, Robur cracks the hatch open and peers out.  "Drat!
    Seventeen feet off!  My aetheriscope must be misaligned."
Yuki-Usa says, "Professor, if you're doing what we think you are- robbing the
   bank, that is- we'll have to place you under arrest."
Donovan_Thorn blinks, drops the torch, and runs for the door Robur just
   opened!
Robur acks and attempts to slam the door shut before they reach it.
Donovan_Thorn screeches to a halt, mutters, goes back to torchwork.
A clanking sound is heard within the cylinder.  A thin telescope-like
   appendage begins to emerge from the top.
Yuki-Usa fires a bolt of cold at the hinges on the hatch, hoping the metal
   will contract and the hinges will buckle.
Donovan_Thorn keeps cutting.
Donovan has cut a little ways into the hull, but it's slow going, given how
   heavy the metal is.
Yuki-Usa watches the door slip a bit as the bolts on the hinges shrink. She
   moves over to the door and tries to pull them out.
There is, from not far off, a *Bamnf* noise, followed by... hey, what's that
   whistling? And why is there a giant fist flying through the air at yuki?
Yuki's shot ices over the entire hatch area, which groans a bit from the
   temperature difference.  But it doesn't break.  Meanwhile, the telescope
   appendage unfurls a lense or twelve, and flashes in Donovan's direction.
Donovan_Thorn blinks, "Duck!"  and is set on fire.
The flash does, indeed, begin to set Donovan on fire-- until he's knocked out
   of the way by Timepiece's attack.  Being knocked senseless is probably a
   step up from incineration, though.
Yuki-Usa yeeps at the flying fist wizzing by her head.
Donovan_Thorn is probably not going to be happy whe he wakes up.  Ow, ow.
Timepiece rides into the area, bouncing on the shoulder of.... well, it's a
   twelve foot tall man-shaped machine with a giant key in its back. It's
   missing a fist. Stencilled on the side is the title "Bumpy Trot", and TP's
   clock emblem is on the chest.
Fruitbat skreeks, "Oh-ho! He's got one of the War of the Worlds lasers!"
Yuki-Usa grrs, and conjures up an ice lance, throwing it at Timepiece's metal
   friend.
The 'telecope'-- oh, heck... we'll call it for what it is, the 'Robur caloric
   vaporizer' swings around to point at Yuki.  Light sparkles along the length
   of the device, though the beam itself seems to be mostly invisible.
Timepiece's machine sprints forwards, and its other hand reaches out, nabbing
   the lance from the air.... and throwing it back!
Yuki-Usa eeps! Two projectiles coming at her at once. The only option is to
   duck and roll.
Yuki-Usa dodges the Professor's heat ray, but gets a torn sleeve and a nasty
   arm wound from the spear. "Ah... ow!"
Donovan_Thorn mutters something about waffles with sprinkles
Timepiece waves from atop his machine at Robur's device. "Ahoy! Thought you
   might do with a bit of assistance!"
With Yuki down, Robur retracts the weapon slightly and begins moving the
   digger forward into the wall, again.  As the rest of it leaves the hole,
   one can see it runs on a series of small wheels on its top, bottom, and
   sides.  The wheels slide it forward.
Donovan_Thorn rolls over... "brains...  ow...  what?"
Yuki-Usa clutches at her arm, wincing with pain. "Ow... someone help!"
Robur would reply to Timepiece... but someone seems to have iced his hatch
   shut.
Fruitbat arrives, in costume this time, making a pass over the two machines
   and circling back toward Timepiece. "Looks like quite a party. Need a
   third?"
Timepiece's machine's fist begins flying back to his machine. "I think that
   could be managed."
Donovan_Thorn gets up, and looks around...  shakes his head, then winces, and
   stops doing that.  Starts assembling something instead.  Some odd sort of
   techno-suit with 4 big speakers, 1 to the side of each shoulder and 1 to
   the side of each leg...
The digger grinds forward into the bank, nearing the vault.  Plaster and
   concrete fly in every direction.
Timepiece follows after the digger, providing flanking support...
Yuki-Usa gets to her feet and staggers to a fairly safe place, still seriously
   wounded.
Donovan_Thorn winces, keeps working for a few more seconds, then abandons it,
   running after Yuki-Usa.  People's more important than money.
Fruitbat lands on top of the digger and keeps an eye on what Donovan's doing.
   She just doesn't like the idea of lots of speakers...
Ffiona just happens to be near that fairly safe place. Eyeing the wound on
   Yuki's arm, she begins to move over.. before noticing Don has it covered.
   Back to waiting for the machine to break through the wall.
Donovan_Thorn doesn't have a medical kit handy, it went up with his last
   backpack, so makes strips of cloth from his spare shirt and attempts to
   bind the wound...
Quincy has arrived.
The digger rams into the vault... and stops with a crunch.  It backs up and
   tries again... crunch!  The vault, made of steel and ceramics unknown to
   Robur's time, seems impervious to the steam digger.  Robur pops the hatch,
   which has thawed by this time.  "I say.  That hardly seems fair."  He
   notices Fruitbat clinging to the machine.  "Oh.  Excuse me, young lady."
    He tips his hat.
Donovan_Thorn, meanwhile, is attempting to bind a severe wound to Yusaki's
   shoulder with strips of cloth...
Timepiece ahs. "Doctor, if I may?"
Robur beams at Timepiece.  "Ah!  Hello, again!  If you may... what?  Oh!  The
   vault?  Well, certainly, old chap."
Timepiece pilots the Bumpy Trot to the door, and then TP gets out one of his
   fancy time devices. It glows purple....
Quincy stomps into the area, in her armor. ".... Whats going on?"
Donovan_Thorn theres...  "That'll have to do...  try not to move that
   shoulder...  I can take you directly to the hospital when the action stops.
    >.>"
Timepiece's device glows purple... and the door rapidly begins to rust and
   age....
Robur watches, fascinated.  The doors begin to rust... crumble... finally
   collapse in a heap of metallic dust.  "I... say.  Deucedly handy trick,
   that.  You must show me how you do it-- some sort of entropic chemical?"
Timepiece says, "I can directly control the flow of time in a localized area,
   old chap. :P"
Quincy scratches the top of her big metal helmet. She stops for a moment,
   switching her big silver gauntlets with big black gauntlets.
Donovan_Thorn runs back over to his device, and quickly puts it on.  Throws a
   switch, and the speakers let out an odd warbling rumble as they quest for
   the right frequency...
Robur's eyes widen.  "Well.  Well, well.  I think this may be the beginning of
   a profitable relationship, Mr. TImepiece..."
Fruitbat curtsies to the owl, using her wings in lieu of skirts. "Enchante."
   She watches the vault door collapse, and applauds. "You really need to
   teach me how that works, Timepiece."
Ffiona sees her chance for a bit of scavenging. She begins wending her way
   torwards the vault, intent on getting a bit of cash for herself.
Fruitbat spins as Donovan starts up his speakers. "I knew those things'd be
   trouble." She concentrates and starts lobbing exploding apple grenades at
   the speakers before he can find the right resonance patterns.
Yuki-Usa clutches her bound arm. At least the bleeding's stopped, but it still
   hurts like hell.
The digger begins to shudder.... three or four rivets pop from the hull, and
   there is the hiss of escaping steam as panels begin to drop off.  "Dash it
   all!  Not again!" He leans back inside, and the caloric vaporizer swings to
   point towards Donovan's device.
Yuki-Usa ughs, and raises her good arm to fire a freeze ray at the vaporizer.
Timepiece s' machine vibrates. He does with it. "Gggggggg........" He shakily
   fires a rocket-fist at the source of the sound....
The vaporizer shudders and several lenses crack, rendering the device useless.
Quincy blinks at Don, his device, and the Digging thing, and the.. weapon? She
   brings up her left gauntlet, and it expands, glowing bright..
Yuki-Usa misses by a mile. Not that it matters, since it's already been
   broken.
Donovan_Thorn falls over backwards, thus the fist misses him;  but the
   speakers are no longer pointed at the drilling machine.
Quincy's gauntlet is glowing bright (gan) Green.
Fruitbat squeaks as she misses with her first volley, and decides that staying
   on the digger is contraindicated. She moves closer to Donovan, reading
   another set of explosives.
Ffiona has now passed by the others, and is rummaging through the contents of
   the vault.
Quincy's gauntlet just shuts off, and spits a bunch of ground up green crystal
   all over the ground. ".... Well.. Whatever." She goes after the next
   target, and tries to intercept Fruitbat. At least she makes a good wall.
   >.>
Donovan_Thorn gets back up, and the speakers rumble once more...
A clunky looking automation, wearing a butler's uniform, drops out of a bottom
   hatch in the digger.  "Featherby!  Get as much money as you can carry!"
    The mechanical man replies with, "[I] [will] [get] [as] [much] [money]
   [as] [I] [can] [carry]", and takes off on wheels into the vault.
Yuki-Usa groans. He's even got a cheap clockwork robot.
Fruitbat makes an aerial pass by Donovan, dropping a spread of grenades.
   "You'll break it! That's a valuable historical relic, y'know!"
Timepiece oohs, approves mightily. Then hops off his robot, and joins the
   looters. The robot can operate on its own. >:)
Yuki-Usa gets to her feet, dizzy from blood loss, and fires a freeze ray to
   try and seal in the looters with a wall of ice.
Donovan_Thorn wonders what the doctor thinks of being referred to as a
   'valuable historical relic', or his creations for that matter, and loses
   two speakers.
Robur, inside the digger, is lowering the pressure on the boiler.  He's
   already had one of these things detonate from damage, and would rather not
   have it happen again.
The Bumpy Trot interposes itself between Yuki's beam and the doors. It's
   shiny.... and thus causes the beam to ricochet. A passing bus filled with
   mimes heading to mimecon '05 ices over.
Yuki-Usa flops over, now too weak to accomplish much more. "Oh..."
Quincy is taking time to switch back to her big metal gauntlets... When
   switched, she launches a fist at the digger, assuming its in the way of her
   attacking the others looting the bank. If not, she'll try to hit the
   looters then!
The digger is the biggest target, and Timepiece, Ffiona, and 'Featherby' are
   inside the vault.
Ffiona is now laden down with ill-gotten goods. The mini-mink begins to slip
   away.
Donovan_Thorn's speakers lose sync, not having enough left to define a point
   in 3D space...  "Damnit..."  sees Usaki flop over, arghs, and runs over to
   carry her to the hospital.  Which just happens to be next door.
Quincy attacks Fruitbat instead! >.> Giant Fist, Go?
Inside the vault, Robur's automaton is shoveling loot into a valise.  He fills
   it up... tips his hat to Ffiona as she leaves.  [good] [evening] [ma'm]
Yuki-Usa goes home.
Yuki-Usa has left.
Ffiona gives a cheerful wave to the automon. She's got plenty to be happy
   about. ^o^ Lots of money without any of the work.
Featherby begins trundling back towards the digger.  Robur leans out from the
   side.  "I say... Mr. Timepiece!?  I think it was time we were going, old
   chap!"
Timepiece shovels money into his hat. ... that's one deep hat. Then plonks it
   back on his head. "... I think I am in agreement."
From the distance, you hear a *whoo-whoo!* rapidly getting closer.
Featherby returns to the digger, and Robur closes up the hatch, again-- but
   not before tipping his hat to Timepiece.  "Good show."
A train locomotive on tank treads barrels in, and makes an awkward-four point
   turn to point at the steam shovel...
Fruitbat wasn't even paying much attention to Quincy, and is taken completely
   by surprise. She ooofs as the fist slams into her, and is carried away by
   it. The only good thing about it is that she's too light to be hurt badly
   by such a large-scale impact - at least until it lands.
On top of her.
Timepiece climbs back onto the shoulder of his robot. And cringes. "I say,
   that's just not cricket."
The digger begins backing towards the hole.  Robur, sealed inside, didn't see
   Fruitbat get beaned.
Fruitbat stands up blearily as the fist bounces away after smashing her into
   the ground. "Crickets. Yeah. I'll have one of them, please..." She falls
   over again.
Quincy watches the digger and TP, trying to decide which to attack..
Donovan_Thorn curses lots.  These battles would be so much easier if it
   weren't real people shooting at him.  Stops the train, goes over to help
   FruitBat.
Donovan_Thorn sees FruitBat stand, guesses she's more or less OK, revs the
   engine, and hurtles toward the steam digger in a last-ditch attempt to stop
   it.
Quincy sees Don and Train head for the digger.. so.. She'll attack TP! Go!
   Go!.. Ro..Bo..Fist? Yeah. *Foosh!*.
Timepiece's robot is struck in the back of the head. It falls over. TP goes
   flying. *WHAMNTHUD* "... yeah, O'
Timepiece says, "Yeah, I'd like some butter with that. @.o"
Donovan_Thorn goes completely OVER the hole.  Robur got there first.  x.x
The digging machine slides backwards into the opening, and vanishes into the
   ground.  The familar rumbling is heard, but quickly fades into silence.
Timepiece pulls himself together.... and simply hoofs it for the large hole in
   the wall. >.>