Rather than extend the other thread with another huge posting, I'll start a new one. Herewith the last installment of favorite fic quotes from my quotefile.

According to the 4E FAQ, limitations and enhancements to Alternate Forms only apply to the 15 point cost of the advantage, rather than the cost of the template. I'll post a "really, I mean it this time" final version of the character sheet as soon as I get it done.
Chris Davies.

IST-1 and -2. (Current Date 2005)
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These recently discovered parallels (on the same quantum) have a lower access rating than one would expect for a pair of worlds in which psionic abilities are common, as they are both "puzzle worlds" -- a situation that has caused a great deal of hair-pulling on Homeline. At random intervals, each parallel's coordinates exchange with those of its "twin".
This was only discovered when an ISWAT team attempted to take shelter in a building operated by White Star on IST-1, only to discover that it had yet to be occupied on IST-2, the world they were actually visiting.
Unbeknownst to Infinity (or Centrum), the similarities between the worlds are only skin deep. On one of the worlds, the United Nations' International Super Teams were created to assist in peacekeeping operations; on the other world, they were created as part of a twenty-five year plan by a secret cabal within the U.N. to seize power. (This is the "Evil IST" world from the sidebar in GURPS IST.) Neither side in the parachronic war has discovered this, as they have been unable to sufficiently infiltrate either world's U.N., and the differences to the histories of the worlds seem to be limited to changes in the personalities, rather than the actions, of certain people ...

Chris Davies.
(If you can't have your cake and eat it too, get two cakes.)

I've let this topic go for a couple of weeks, because I don't always have the mental energy to deal with it properly. Or the time, for that matter. My apologies for letting the backlog accumulate. But I've just taken care of it all. Hope no one's annoyed.

-- Bob
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It's spelt "Frodo Baggins" but it's pronounced "Throat-wobbler Mangrove."

"Working My Way Back To You Babe", by Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons (lyrics and mp3)
Unless Bob says no, I suspect I'll be using this instead of "Country Roads" for "Blue Skies, Blue Water" - after all, Doug has no connection to West Virginia, but he does have someone he wants to get back to...
-Rob Kelk
(Edit to fix the link...)
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Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."

- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012

because it seems wrong to disrupt the flow of the story..
good job, good beginning good times will roll again _____________________________
JAYNE: "You know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I go get and beat you with until you understand who's in ruttin' command here!"
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Take Your Candle, Go Light Your World.

Because it should have its own thread.

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I felt my bowels clench as I looked on the "person" strolling nonchalantly through the almost abandoned corridors. The gray hair and pale skin left no doubt in my mind as to whom it was.
I frowned, making myself look even more like my sister. "He's early," I murmured to myself. Bardiel wasn't due for at least as long as it took to repair Unit Three after the battle with Leliel, and Tabris was already in Tokyo-3.
Well, as an actual presence and not just in my dreams-slash-nightmares. I winced. 'You just had to think slash in the same idea as Kaworu, didn't you? Bad Logan/Emi/Gabriel!'
I sighed. My sense of identity was fracturing badly after the last few Angel battles. Of course, the Butterfly Effect was now in full swing, as none of the battles since Matariel had gone exactly as I rememberd them. True, they had all initially appeared as they were supposed to, and, until now, in the correct order, but the events had definitely played out differently.
With the Angelic abilities I had earned, I could tell he was futzing around with his AT Field, but I couldn't tell why.
I smirked and sent ::Hello, Tabris.:: Then, knowing his flair for the dramatic, I placed my hand against one of the steel bulkheads and vibrated it with my AT Field at a miniscule amount of power.
As Holst's Mars, Bringer of War began sounding from the walls, I stepped into the hall way in front of him.
I tilted my head, and said in my best Joan Rivers impression, "Can we talk?"
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::Hello, Tabris::
I pulled the Field back, imagining an ethereal fist wrapping around my mind and thoughts ... startled was a word you could apply to this situation, yes, but it was like saying an EVA was indeed larger than a breadbox. Serious understatement.
In part, it was because of who stood before me. Color me surprised. Actually, color me anything other than this annoyingly pasty white. If I were a Goth, I'd be ecstatic - sadly, I'm not one.
I hadn't expected to run into Ayanami this soon ... actually, I'd have gone out of my way to avoid this situation altogether, given the choice.
What I had expected even less was to run into a slightly smirking Rei, with something of a flair for the dramatic ...
'Nice control,' I thought as music filled the corridor for a moment. A familiar tune, though I'd be hard pressed to name the composer. Where names were concerned, my memory was Swiss cheese. That, and the fact that I wasn't into Classical music all that much.
... and wearing something other than a school uniform or plugsuit.
Her follow up question increased the surrealism of the situation, throwing me firmly into the state of confusion.
Emotionally-disadvantaged Rei this was not. Ergo, EVA canon this was not. Ergo, things were about to get odd.
Can we talk, huh?
"This is not the Messenger you are looking for," I said in my best - meaning, not very good - Sir Alec Guinness voice, doing the appropriate hand motion.
When in doubt, confuse the hell out of them. If nothing else, it'll buy time.
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Okay, let's see where this takes us.
-Griever
(Edit: Changed thread title. -- Bob)
When tact is required, use brute force. When force is required, use greater force.
When the greatest force is required, use your head. Surprise is everything. - The Book of Cataclysm

When Doug hits the Sailor Mooniverse, will he make the connection between the senshi and Lisa's brief stint as Sailor Loon in DW2?*********
There's no need to hear, I can shout you.

Technichally a country song, crude, and fun,
powers:
1. Within 300 feet of L.T. it drops atmospheric temperature to -40 degrees.
2. summons a truck with a working heater (note: fun with random definitons of truck) places L.T. inside truck.
3. Summons a pervert named "Johnny" (Possibly the Driver of said truck, and hopefully outside of the truck.)
The Rodeo Song Gaye Delorme, (1980 Damon Records)
Well it's forty below and I don't give a f*ck
Got a heater in my truck and I'm off to the rodeo
(chorus)
It's an alamana left - an alamana right
Come on you f*cking dummy get your right step right
Get off stage - you God-damned goof you know
You p*ss me off - you f*cking jerk
You get on my nerves
Well here comes Johnny with his p*cker in his hand
He's a one ball man and he's off to the rodeo
(chorus)
Well it's forty below and I ain't got a truck
And I don't give a f*ck 'cuz I'm off to the rodeo

(chorus)
Well here comes Johnny with his p*cker in his hand
He's a one ball man and he's off to the rodeo
(chorus)
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search for "The Rodeo Song" and "Canadian Beavers" for a fun cover of this one, and remember to use exact quotes.

As I noted up in General/General, it looks like the ezBoard Restoration Fairy has blessed us with her wand. I'm still confirming the return of data as I go through the boards, but I'm feeling very hopeful.

-- Bob
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It's spelt "Frodo Baggins" but it's pronounced "Throat-wobbler Mangrove."