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"Victor"
Go to the storeroom and collect 3 sets of padded armor that is normally used for training and instruct the girls to put a set on each and put a set on myself.  Then go and collect wooden training weapons. Then begin heading for the university.

(( Didnt wanna make my move to long. ))

Victor hurries to the storeroom, assuring Gretchen that you'll go save Daren ASAP. They all get outfitted in the padded armor that fit them over their winter clothes and also what weapons they can find. Victor selects a wooden sword thingy, Jamie grabs two smaller ones, and Gretchen goes for this big padded mace thingy. The three head out, Victor grabbing a trash can lid, heading straight for Chicago University at a rather slow pace.

Definitely a major issue. God damn it, Bert probably got out of dodge already, and without telling me. Next time I see him...

Eric Romani: Search for stashed weapons in apartment before getting the hell out

Eric tries to find stashed weapons, [2] but in vain; there do not seem to be any stashed weapons around. Eric does find a mop, though. It's better than nothing, right? Eric runs out the front door, but stops when he gets outside. A few blocks to the right is the back end of the "wall of cars" everyone's heard so much about, and Eric lacks a car of his own--he walks to work and uses a bus or the L when he needs to go somewhere else.He can't figure out where to go.

Jessica packs up her laptop (With all her notes and stuff.) and searches the house one last time.

As she heads out the door to go to the mall, she starts dialing her Mom's number on her phone. Maybe she can come and pick her up.

Jessica searches the house, finding her mother lying asleep in her room.
"Mom!" Jessica shouts.
"Wha..it's too earl-" Jessica's mom suddenly sits up. "It's almost 11! My God, we need to get a move on if we're going to get that math--"
"Mom," Jessica interrupts, wondering why her mother's alarm clock didn't go off. "We've got bigger things to worry about. Chicago's going under quarantine at noon and--"
"Jess," her mother says sternly, "this had better not be a joke."
"It's not, Mom. One sec--" Jessica runs to get her laptop and brings it back, loading a newspage. There it was, top story on CNN. She handed her laptop to her mother.
Ass Jessica's mom read the story, Jess got more and more worried. Finally, she said, "Jess, get your shoes on and pack everything you can into the car. We're leaving."

Phil's thought proccess: "This is seriously weird, everyone's gone and I'm offered a chance to make all my problems go away if I just come in? Am I being manipulated? Why? They want me to come in urgently, but didn't think of it until I called? What's this white van thing about? You don't even need to be genre savvy to worry about this! I don't want to be the guy who gets killed the by conspirators or feds or whatever 10 minutes in to show the situation is grave. If theres some sort of contamination...what if I'm in the danger area..."

Phillip Anderson is very suspicious. He operates the radio again, hoping to spot any evasiveness or manipulation. "Captain Samson, I haven't seen this van I'm looking for, I'm worried I might have gone passed it. Is it important, who's there anyway?" As he talks he walks onward, looking for the van, but not intending to approach it.

Phillip has some doubts about all of this. It's just too suspicious. He tries to think of a logical explanation but finds none. Once he reaches the police station and into a heated patrol car, his mind clear up some and he realizes a plan.
He activates his radio and says, "Captain Samson, I haven't seen the van I'm looking for. I think I might have passed it. Is it important? What's there, anyway?"
"Damn it, Anderson, how could you--"
"It's a white can, on Christmas Eve in Chicago."
"Yeah, good point...hold on." The radio clicks off, and you hear an airhorn start to blast, about half a second with one blast every thirty. "There. Follow the blaring airhorn. Yeah, it's fucking important. These people we're trying to hold back are infected with something. I've heard that it's real deadly, if it gets out it might wipe out the whole country, maybe the world. I dunno much, but the ban's where you get a neat hood thingy with its own air bottle to keep out the germs. That's about all I know, 'cuz that's all I need to know. Oh, and don't tell anyone I said this to you."
"Why not? Is it confidential?"
"I don't know, but it's sure hush-hush."
As Phillip arrives to the scene, perturbed, he hears Captain Samson say, "Geez, okay. Fire to kill.."

"Get the Fuck outta my way!"

Robert pushes and shoves his way through the hordes of students and runs towards the rumored weak-spot in the barricade.

About a hundred or two hundred students have the exact same thought. The barricade is a plywood wall about 8 feet high, seemingly supported by something bigger and heavier. There are elevated platforms being manned by a swarm of police officers, mostly in SWAT uniforms and/or riot gear, all with white hood thingies over their heads, shoulders, and part of their chests. [2] Robert can't really get to the front of the crowd, but he manages to stay on his feet and inch through it. You hear a loudspeaker-amplified voice say, "Look, we've had enough. You all have ten seconds to turn around, or we shoot. Not fatally, that would be--" he cuts off. You see a man all in a white suit, like those things you see in movies when the doctors need to stay away from the plagues. "Geez, okay. Fire to kill, even though we're all probably going to rot in Hell for this."
Robert freezes, suddenly thankful for not being at the front.

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What an interesting development. All of the searching and driving and fighting the crowd and stuff takes time, though...
There are 50 minutes left this turn. What do these five do?

Dodok slows down so as not to harm the elves' precious plants. This causes you to go at a much slower pace. It's probably a good ides, though. Within a quarter-hour, you realize you should have been caught long ago. You bring this up with Dodok, but he ignores you, crashing through the thinnest part of the woods as carefully as an armored dwarf can. He does much better than you'd have expected.
Near dawn, you realize the forest is thinning slightly. Soon, you burst into a large clearing. You realize the elves have been leading you here, to a camp you have heard much about. You seem to be in the legendary, as in no one knows if it exists, elven death camp of Eatenwoods. The elves have herded you here. Already they are swarming onto you and taking almost everything.

What items does Thaum have, exactly? Also, what magic does Thaum have access to?

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Thaum will try to calm Hobo King. If this fails, Thaum will punch Hobo King in the jaw. Hard.

And to all of this, I have to say:

Thaum asks others if they can help wizard.
If wizard is hurt. Otherwise, Thaum says that wizard is not hurt.

As we all (should) know, human sites have been revamped and goblin sites are being revamped. This probably means that other races' sites will be worked on soon. Toady wants ginormous trees to go along with the new elven sites, so we're running out of time to discuss it.
This thread is intended to be a place where we can bounce around ideas about giant, multi-tile trees. To kick off discussion, I'll suggest some topics of conversation.

--How big should trees normally get? How tall, how wide? How much would savage/good/evil/benign regions or elven presence affect this?
--How fast should the trees grow? How much would this be affected by savage/good/evil/benign regions or elves?
--Should trees have corresponding roots? If so, would roots be a potential source of wood?
--How would tree-cutting work now?
--How would cutting into a tree affect it, and would this be a woodcutting or a mining job?
--How much could dwarves affect these processes, say via fertilization?
--Would these rules apply to cavern fungi, and how?

Don't feel limited by these questions. They're just ideas to spark yours.

Did ashton ever say how the battles would be simulated? Are they going to be in the DF arena or what?

How long could it be before someone dies, BFEL?