So Far

The Mystical Mesmerising Magical Moebius

Dear Wendy,

Monday we were sent out to find a powerful magical item called the Moebius that was stolen by the Coalition early yesterday.  Yeah, that's the thing that the monster with the round body and the limbs I told you about wanted.  What was it you called it, oh yeah, the Basket Ball from Hell.  So it looks like we may run into it again.  My bones still get cold when I think about the wailing of that staff it had.  I don't want to find out why it makes that terrible noise.

We got the Moedius without a hitch from the C.S.  Like taking candy from a baby.  That Glitter Boy sure punches through Samas like they're made out of paper.  Knocks them out of the sky on the first shot half the time.  I can hardly hear a thing after a couple of shots and that's with the ear protection and being a good distance away.  Monstrous machine it is.  I'm so glad it's on our side.  Haven't hardly passed three words between me and the pilot.  Keeps to himself.  Has his own friends in Tolkeen.  I can't imagine him alone all of that time without being in his machine.

Here's where the hitch has come.  Tuesday we were robbed of the artefact by a group of people with heavy robot support that Max says are Germans.  Yeah I know you don't want to hear the name Max.  It wasn't all his fault that the last Walker was misted in his bedroll.  Anyway these Germans outmuscled us, even Archer had to concede we were out of our depth entirely.  They had this one huge robot with four arms and massive rockets for feet.  This thing would have chewed us up and hoarked us out.  We hoped to be able to catch up with them and attack by our own rules.

A ray of hope can on Friday night.  Apparently the Moebius was found in a town called Gibson.  We went out the next day and tracked down an older couple on the outskirts of town who said they had it.  They invited us in for tea and cookies and told us about their collection of Moebius.  Said they had the entire series.  We all traipsed down into their cellar and they showed us a collection of pre-rifts books called "cawmics" with the title "Silent Moebius."  I think I felt embarrassed enough for all of us.

I best get this letter sent off to you.  Hoping things are well in the city.

Love Chris.

Dear Wendy,

It's Wednesday December 8 today.  We found the Germans and raided their camp the night before last.  The Second String was called in.  Real creepy bunch.  There's a pair of psychics who act like they're completely untouchable and you can't forward that credit if it won't fill the card.  Then there was this other Line Walker.  I talked to him briefly.  He's focused on stealth and can practically be a ghost.  He says even the psychics give him the willies.  Things got wilder from there.  The plan was to raid the camp in waves, scope out everything, find the Moebius and disrupt the Germans as much as possible.

Everything went down like clock work.  You should have seen it, it was amazing, we were amazing.  There was some sort of communication going on between these Germans and the Coalition involving a huge computer and tonnes of data.  We shut that down in short order.  Archer set up bombs in several places and we put the bastards to pay for ripping us off.  And speaking of ripping off, somebody stole the Moebius before we got there.  We found the shipping case for it in a "guarded" position and it was empty.

I hate to do it again but I got to run.

Love Chris.

We came across something today.  There was this creature that had a body like a basketball and several assorted long limbs.  There were two long segmented legs with long three toed feet.  There were two long tentacles ending in tiny two fingered hands with an opposable thumb.  Finally there was another two tentacles ending in complex balls.  There was a tail too.  It ended with a sharp triangle shaped piece.

This legged basketball had some kind of powerful magical staff which Chris determined was responsible for the increased blizzard conditions in the area.  The creature was also in possession of the Moebius that we were tasked with retrieving.  It seemed impossible that this fragile looking creature was capable of dispatching with a Coalie squad.  We would soon find out how it managed it for ourselves.

Okay now that I have the creature in your mind it's time for the hilarity that ensued.  The dragon, G'lishi was very interested in the creature.  I think that he tried to communicate with it but soon he was sitting on his back haunches pleading with it, or so Chris told me, begging for it to give him his sight back.  He needed his sight he wailed.  I didn't know what all the thrashing and yowling was all about.  I was trying to a sight on it to shoot it.  Then G'lishi tried to find the creature moving forward from where he was.  Somehow, I can't tell how but he got going in an arc and began making his way off in the wrong direction.

Now next to get a dose of the creature's brand of comedy was R.C.  I don't know how that boy survives but he does.  I'm glad.  It would be very dull without him sucking up missiles, bickering with Ol' Shiny Butt, and piloting the Flying Patch.  Oh man, let me tell you about the Flying Patch.  He got himself one of the new recon Samas.  Stripped it off the pilot after he smeared another guy with the built in self-destruct.  Anyway, this suit is like a big blue blanket he can't go anywhere without.  It has taken so much damage and gotten fixed so many times that the armour plates point every which way, there's more bolts than surface area, and I swear some of the parts are actually soggy.

To get back to the point R.C. comes flying in with the Patch and just grabs the Moebius right off of the basketball thing.  I thought for sure we'd made it easy but then as R.C. goes past that magic staff whips up and a blot of blue slams the Patch and it flips end for end for end encased in a Patch-sized ice cube.  I just about drekked myself.  While the blind dragon sweeping his way off into the forest was maybe cruel funny, R.C. stuck upside down in a giant ice cube screaming his head off about his head getting ready to burst like a blister was nothing but pure fun.  I could hardly stop laughing.

It took I don't know how many minutes to get him out.  If G'lishi had stuck around we could have at least righted him.  Instead Chris expended a fair bit of energy thawing him out like a frozen pizza in a microwave.  The basketball had taken off before this point but not before we'd seen it's friend.  There was this thing bigger than G'lishi, with hard plating, four massive limbs, several smaller limbs, a long razor sharp blade studded tail, and what looked like weapons muzzles.  It was the most unnatural thing I have ever seen.  Totally alien.  No comparison to anything the world ever saw before the rifts.  Anyways the basketball got onto this other being and they took off.

Well that's it for this chapter.  Until you get a chance to stick the next one in your ear remember... Keep your eyes open and your pants done up.