Silver Age Beyond

Introduction Session #1
Building Teenage Alien Trouble

Character Point Status = 80 Build Points (8 Possible Points in Personal Flaws) + Racial Template
From this point forward, character point status will equal the last passed whole number for the party in Build Points.

There were Tacos. They were amazing, but a little bit more spicy than I would have liked. Next taco night, I need to add some more cumin and paprika to the mix that is already made in order to thin it out.

Andrew – First to arrive and first to be approved. Sean is ready to go and full of metallic goodness. A.K.A. Oodie McBoodie== (no, not really).
Zach – Next to be approved, the Fur Ball is ready by character sheet standards, but has a mysterious race at this point.
Justin – After alphabetizing an exhausting number of skills, Orion is ready to go.
Ian – Probably the least complicated in the lineup, Noah the walking terraformer is approved and ready to alter the world.
Buttons – You know what you did. The little genius Iktojian is all approved and stuff.

And then… Chris ate mightily and hungrily with great fervor and much gusto.

Schiffler – The bugman was up for inspection and his thorax has been tested and approved.

Parents were discussed. There are many of them. Buttons’ parents are the coolest. Especially McKenzie Fox, the school guidance councilor, foster parent of Sean Lex.

Elisa – Justin helped Elisa write up her character and make the dragon all statty. Chris saw it, and after re-mathing, saw that it was good.

Casey and BigK were missed. Except for these two lovable weirdos, character creation was finished.
All sorts of random things were talked about at this point and it would not be long before we all headed home for sleep and other things.
It is my personal opinion that Ian is filled with good ideas.

Chrisperience Earned = 2
Nomination = N/A

School In Session
Character Point Status = 80

Bulldog Bulletin
-Justin Kase
-Editor: Felicia Fox

Fall Fashion is In! – A few of the kids are trying to start a new trend. POWER ARMOR! Of course, I would love to come to school in a new set of freshly polished chrome awesomeness, but my parents and the faculty do not appreciate us working with power tools. Maybe the shop teachers will take a hint and start teaching us more practical things, like how to protect ourselves from the upcoming invasion of killer squirrels from outer space. Strangest fashion accessory: Ten gallon water tank… So heavy.

Parahumans, Wizards, and Aliens. Oh my! – Although it would be totally cool for us to see a showdown between Plasmaboy and Little Girl Grey, it is important to note that the display of superhuman abilities on campus is prohibited. The Principle has informed me that it is also mandatory that everyone be aware that violence, bullying, and discrimination of any kind will not be tolerated. Other than that, I am really excited to meet all the new kids that have arrived.
-Editor’s Note: Whoever turned Andera Abels green. Thank you from all of us, and sorry you got tazed.

Art History with Mr. Troilus – Philosophy my be down the hall, but plenty of anecdotal knowledge can be had here. From art as a means of survival to the expression of those things that can not be seen, no aspect of the endless possibilities will be turned away from thoughtful exploration. Altogether a pleasant place to be with the classical music playing throughout in the background. It should be stated however that Mr. Troilus as a very dry sense of humor, so be prepared for subtle comedy and don’t laugh when it comes.

Latin with Mr. Abernathy – Stuffiness and snobbishness are not grammatically correct uses of either word, but they apply when speaking about the atmosphere of this class. Mr. Abernathy, heart print boxers aside, is not the most agreeable faculty member, but his grading system is efficient and his sense of interior decorating reveals deep inner truths. There are going to be sooo many "A"s in this class.
-Editor’s Note: The use of extra letters for word emphasis or sarcasm is not proper English.

HOME with Mrs. Forrester-Guthrie – If you ever wanted a laid back home room teacher, Mac is the perfect assignment. Should you be lucky enough to land in her classroom, you are almost guaranteed to receive an open ear and a willingness to work through even the strangest of questions and situations. Unfortunately, home room is short, too short. Both caring and considerate, Mac is the model of compassion in the classroom. I think she also has a thing for Mr. Abernathy, but that’s just gossip.

Robotics with Mr. Hawkfoot – The Professor is a showman and a genius. No one is quite sure why The Professor is High School student, but the word in the hallways is that he was too cool for NASA and would rather be shaping young minds to create the tools of the future. His methods are sound, his music is retro, and his style is flashy. If you want to meet Sally or any of his other creations, his door is always open to the inquisitive student.

Lunch – Life lessons on pro animal dieting. Not all races of the galaxy are created equal, and there are some that are quite sensitive to the ingestion of fauna. Note to those, the bacon is fakin, so you can totally eat all of that you like, but stay away from the cheese pizza. Vegetarian, Carnivore, Omnivore, Pescatarian and Xenovores can all agree that the beet… mango… salad… thing was not made of anything edible.
-Editor’s Note: There is no meat in the cheese pizza. The writer is just greedy.

World History & Politics with Mr. Jenson – A lecture class that gets right to the point, Mr Jenson presents a universal and less biased point of view on one of the most biased classes. Breaking the ice in his class might be one of the most awkward and torturous things you may have to go through in a formal setting, but as awkward as it might be, it is also pretty important to understanding the diversity that we all share.

Statistics with Mr. Morahito – Mr Morahito-san likes to ridicu everyone, so be careful not interrupt his classu. If you want to learn more, please visit I would make a joke here, but I feel that the statistical chance that he will find it funny is lower than my desire to make it. We, the student body of Garfield High School, now understand why the Japanese people are so good at math. Thank you, Mr Morahito.

Then there was a fire drill to begin the first day assembly. Fun, games, and a few serious scouting opportunities from our extracurricular activities.
What a school year we are about to have…

“Krogga for Class President,” so says the excited winged guy that just buzzed by me.

Nomination for the night goes to TheBigKyle… way to go man.

Episode One
We can only take sanction in what happiness lies in our dreams

Caer Felca; the only Caer to exist on the ice plain, only the bravest ventured there and only the toughest survived. The walls were made of obsidian; to protect the only young, old, and childbearing inhabitants that ventured to the surface for fresh air from the cold and harsh winds. The proving grounds and lobby were all that sat above the thick tundra ice. Burrowed into the earth below were the home steads, horde halls, birthing grounds, and meeting rooms their walls made of the rock and stone of the home world; Drakonis. However, despite being the only Cear on the ice plains it was rivaled in size and population by only one other Cear. Mora sat above on the proving grounds in the fierce ice wind that pelted her scales like crystalline razors. Tucking her wings in tightly to her body and shifting her weight so her scales sat pressed against her skin for protection as she huffed to herself. “Moranai please come down for dinner, your day of training is long over. Its been cycles.” She could hear her fathers bellowing voice over the roaring wind. She knew better than to ignore him, heading down the passageways to her homestead she passed her wing-mate Krell in the corridors. She was lucky she was on the main pathway, the corridors here were much larger; had she been on one of the more private corridors it would have been impassible with two of them trying to get through. “Mora.” she could hear the purr in his greeting. Nodding politely in his direction she ducked down the corridor to her homestead. Her mother and father were waiting in the main entrance for her. “Sorry I was late, extra training.”

“Why do you feel the need to lie to us?” Her mothers emerald green eyes were full of fire and anger.

“Ketah please, let me handle this.” Maruu, cooed at his mate, in an attempt to soothe her. Ketah was with kit and had been moody as the day of the young Drakonis arrival drew near. Ketah humphed in the corner she was sitting in and said nothing more.

“Every time I tell you about it. You blow me off. You think I am lying, or making stories up. Yet I know I’m not, Krell and Sylise said they saw it and can feel it too. Something is coming father and its not good.”

“Mora, your days of being a sightseer will come, why do you feel the need to rush these things?”

“I AM NOT RUSHING ANYTHING!! I am telling you I. SAW. SOMETHING. OUT. THERE.” she headed off to her private quarters of the homestead.

“Do not raise your tone at your father!” her mother hissed as she left the room. She tuned them out as she more or less slammed herself down onto the pile of brush in her dwelling.

“You okay?” it was Krell, his voice was soft and tentative.

“They dont believe me. Again. What do i have to do? Show them? I saw something in the blizzard today dammit. I have for days, and they don’t believe me. No one does.”

“They’ll come around.” she could just hear the smile that was probably on his face in the words. She wrapped her tail around the tip of her shout and sighed heavily. “Want to go for a flight over the plains? I’m a bit hungry.” he added at her silence.

“If you want to ask me on a date Krell, just do so.” there was more vinegar in her words than she meant.

“Oh, I know. But I’m not doing that now. Timing isn’t right.” he replied without pause.

“I guess, they’ll give me hell for leaving again. Not sure how to get past them.” she eyed the door.

“Leave that to me.” then he was gone. She felt the connection sever, it was like a door closing. She tuned back into her parents talking in the entry.

“-Maruu your too soft on her.” her mother sighed.

“Shes not much older than this kit your carrying Ketah. I’m sure you remember your proving years. Its hard work, she has several people commanding her per day; she doesn’t need us adding to that.” Her father Maruu was one of the assistants to the Caer ambassadors when they went away to the Meeting Place to gather and discuss current issues. He was very level headed and kindhearted because of it. Her mother Ketah helped in the nurseries, handling kits while the parents were away or simply wanted a break.

“Maruu she needs to-” her mother stopped what she assumed were going to be harsh words and instead picked up a cheerful tone. “Yes Krell can I help you?”

“Oh I was told that Mora and I are to go on an extra patrol together.” Mora wished he had sounded more convincing.

“An extra patrol huh?” her fathers throaty chuckle echoed through the dwelling.

“Krell, Maruu and I wou-”

“Would be delighted if you took Mora on an extra patrol.” He interrupted quickly.

“Awesome, she in her room?” Krell finished not waiting for a response. He appeared in the doorway a few seconds later, she always forgot how his eyes had this fire to them; despite him being an ice type. The curve of his jaw line the flowed effortlessly into his neck then down the spines on his back. His wings graceful and almost translucent; were tucked tightly against his sides. “Ready?” his tail flicked back and forth excitedly. She stood and shook her head wistfully from side to side.

“Lets go then.” as they headed out towards the exit she heard her mom rumbling with happiness, she wasn’t sure why. Following behind Krell it was easy to see how much larger than she he was, the strong and toned muscles shifted effortlessly under his scales as he navigated the corridors. They reached the main lobby of the Caer, and were met by the Caer leader Katoh and his mate Nysaa. There were three new kits hiding behind their mother shyly.

“Going out for a flight are we?” Katoh inquired.

“Yeah heard there’s some nice fat ones out there. Also the blizzard has died down a bit and I want to check something.” Krell replied nonchalantly.

“Safe flight and strong winds.” Nysaa said as her, Katoh, and their kits headed down into the rest of the Caer.

Mora stepped outside into the proving grounds first and stretched her wings around a bit. She hated being so cooped up inside all the time.

“Hey, maybe some of us can go outside and stretch too huh?” Krell jokingly jeered behind her. She stepped to the side and let him pass, he stretched his wings she had to stifle a rumble when the sunlight caught his wings, shimmering of a blue iridescence in the light outlined by the dark blue of his scales and accentuated by the snow. “What was that?” he turned around to her, a teasing smile twinkling in his eyes.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” she teased back and lifted off the grounds flying away, she couldn’t fly very high or fast with her being young; but she was faster than Krell, his big size made it hard for him to fly for very long at all. She spotted the beasts of the ice plains, trying to camouflage them selves from her, but her eyes were too keen. Swooping down she snatched one up in her jaw and landed a bit a ways from where she saw Krell circling over head. As she ate she watched him circle and circle and circle like a vulture.

“You suck at this.” she took a bite smearing fur and blood on her light blue scales and the snow.

“Shut up they’re hard to see. You got one so now they are prepared to hide from me.” he almost hissed it at her. She took another bite, ignoring his tone.

“There is one hiding right under you look for the black under belly when it moves.” she said pretending to eat some more.

“I saw it. I don’t need your help.” snatching it up he landed next to her huffing slightly as he began eating.

“Sure mighty plainsbeast, hunter.” she jeered while taking another bite.


After School Special
Character Points = 80

Bulldog Bulletin
-Justin Kase
-Editor: Felicia Fox

R.I.P. Dillan’s first impression. The blue furred, four armed, alien scored a whole four out of twenty from our janitorial staff. Thank you for your determination and sacrifice to the school monument. Thankfully, Dillan himself lives on and will be back on his feet in no time at all.

Football Highlights-
-Sean Lex and Tol, a couple of our new exchange students, have tried out for the football team. Sean did really well, and there is a lot of hope there. Tol put in maximum effort, and he might make a great runner, but they definitely won’t be putting him on the line. Good luck not needed .

Swim Team-
-Have you seen the bodies on these guys, so hydrodynamic. Especially Noah Nash… just wow dude. The sad news, he didn’t make the team. Come on guys, really?

Cross Country-
-I think there might have been a speedster out on the field today, but I am not entirely sure, because I didn’t really ever see him. The steadiest competitors that I could track (hah, sport joke), was newcomers Ben Belt and Es’u Oddyx, one from somewhere in the midwest, the other from beyond the atmosphere. The rest of the team is gonna have plenty to work for. Can someone get me the name of the blur?

-This is a cult! They wouldn’t let me in to spy on their secret meeting of “leeeaders of the futur-r-r-r-r-re.” We all know what’s going on here. Ms Agrippa is hiring spies to undermine the progress of just and admirable cheaters everywhere.
Editor’s Note: This line is fiction in the extreme and is not proper for the school news.
Justin: Ah, come on, it’s funny.
Editor’s Note: No.

Anime Club-
-The shortest, cutest, and brainiest shall rule all the megaverse! Yes, Arthur Fex, you shall be immortalized in my upcoming comic masterpiece <u>Revenge of the Meatloaf Sentai!!!</u>. Everyone should join this club. It is the greatest group of people you will ever get the chance to know. Also, Mecha is totally in this year, so says the King of the Megaverse. “No one will know the taste of good food ever again!” -Master Meatoafaru

Robotics Club-
-Personally, I find robotics to be a little bit too much work for an after school things, but there are a few good students that are dedicated to this art form. These guys play loud techno/trance, cruise through welds and machining with authority, and have ideas growing out of their ears. The silent guy in the senior class (Does anyone know his name?), has joined, and from what the team is saying, they are happy to have a programmer on board.

Is this even a U.S. sport? Well, it might not have been a sport before, but then Dillan made it to the field from the detention hall. Somehow I think the Bulldog’s Soccer team is going to get plenty of notice. A line of kickers flew balls in every direction at this kid, and no matter how much spin they put on it, he kept it far away from the goal.
Editor’s Note: Yes, soccer is a well established sport in the United States, but it is undervalued next to the other major sports.

Everything is awesome! Everything is dangerous! Tree pretty, fire bad, Buffy like beer. The end.
Editor’s Note: The school paper does not endorse the consumption or enjoyment of alcohol or other regulated chemicals. Please be safe, be responsible, and talk to your parents if you feel pressured to do anything inappropriate to an academic atmosphere or school regulation.

The School Newspaper-
Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to catch all the Pokemon, add them to your Pokedex, and share the information with the world. Gotta catch’em all. Photo by Sean Lux.

School Government-
Nothing that happens in school government makes any sense. Not even FOX news could keep track of these kinds of playground political agendas. If you want a ban on a particular style of hair, or a decision on how much you need to weigh in order to wear skinny jeans, this is the place to go. There are a few of the people in this group that are worth noting, and I know who I want to vote for for school president, because I want him as my personal mascot, and that man is Tol.

Fog Machine Fandango @ Sanctuary-
Rumor has is it that a fight and a few strange mishaps started up at Sanctuary last night. Unfortunately, there aren’t many details out, mostly because a cloud of fog like the one produced at the assembly exploded from the dance floor. No one was hurt during the fight, but there is some wounded pride, and the Mean Girls have their claws out for someone new.

Nomination = TheBigKyle

Stranger Danger
Character Points = 80

Bulldog Bulletin
-Justin Kase
-Editor: Felicia Fox

The Bad News -
Aleisha Amaro, deceased, was found on campus by Mrs. Abernathy this morning. Scenester and bang bearing member of the Emo crowd, she was not really well known, but she will definitely be missed. The event, whatever it turns out to have been, has caused the security around school to go up. As much as we appreciate the men-in-blue protecting our best interest, there is plenty of eye rolling and whispered conspiracy murmurs running wild. May you rest in piece Aliesha, and let’s hope this isn’t going to be a trend throughout the year. Especially with the rumor that parahumans or aliens were likely involved.

Coincidence or Connection? -
Student Sean Fox, while on a routine bathroom break from home room, found yet another body hiding above the ceiling tiles of one of the stalls. Little is known yet about the identity of the second victim, but it is sure to have the same markers as the first. Of course, it’s possible that the second murder is unrelated to the first, but it’s unlikely. It is suspicious however that Sean was nearby during the times of both murders. Is his presence a cruel coincidence or something more sinister.
Editor’s Note: We do not name suspects in news articles. Save it for tabloids and murder mysteries.
:Writer’s Note: We all know it was Mr. Abernathy anyway.

The victims were skinned. Beware pod people.
Editor’s Note: This is not a tabloid!

Domestic Violence -
Tension is definitely high around school, but when Beau Biggerstaff was accused of carrying drugs in Mrs. Forrester-Guthrie’s home room class this morning, the tension turned into a brawl. Hormones, insanity, good intentions, unattended feelings of injustice, and all sorts of other motivations can cause this kind of outburst, but whatever the cause, wow guys, just wow. In the end, Beau was restrained by Mora Maximovich before collapsing into a seizure brought on by an overdose.

Foreign Relations -
The senior morning Latin class was taken over by Mr. O’Connor this morning when Mr. Abernathy was called into the Principle’s office. Two students engaged in a posturing contest of epic proportions, but thankfully this confrontation did not end in a fight. The class then went on an unscheduled field trip down the hall to the robotics classroom. Most went on a wild goose chase and found nothing, but a small group found the killer and utterly destroyed it. Well, at least, they downed it and bound it.

WOOOO!!! School is out early everybody.

Nomination goes to Andrew, the mighty Oody McBooty.

Friday Freelance
Character Points = 81

Bulldog Bulletin
-Justin Kase
-Editor: Felicia Fox

Candlelight Vigil-
Friday night, the students of Garfield High, parents, teachers, and others showed up in order to pay respects to two lost classmates. Aleisha Amaro and Leslie Libby both fell prey to another student’s murderous intent. The sports field filled with tiny LED lights, a sea of support for the lost’s loved ones. Leslie’s friends were many and so were the words for her, but Aleisha’s words were powerful, the weight of her absence stronger in some ways than in life. Both parents were respectful and receptive to the offerings of those gathered, but gave a little bit of a cold shoulder to the alien students.

Strange Sightings-
The woods Friday night seemed active with odd activity. Small dancing shadows in the bushes, perhaps creatures dancing in ritual mourning, and only noticed by the very perceptive. No pictures could be provided for this little affair, but we can all take comfort that the small band was not leading people off into strange faerie dimensions.

Relationship Rumor Mill-

  • New prep kid, Ben Belt, and skater prep, Gavin Gagner, were seen leaving Sanctuary together. We all know that Gavin is a high horn dog, but no one really knows too much about Ben. Item or not? We shall see.
    • Update: Confirmed.
  • Hedy Horman and Noah Nash got tight and deep into verbal intercourse. Tension, passion, and that look of teenage confusion, all the best ingredients of a high school drama. Sparks that could lead to a fireworks display or an imminent explosion?
  • Jock loser, Beau Biggerstaff, and friendly insectoid alien, XytXyl. Budding friendship, or courting dance for egg laying ritual?
  • Tel Glenmoira left with Beau Biggerstaff after XytXyl left the scene. Tol is one of the friendliest new kids, and his glamour has got a refreshing style. Please, oh please, Beau, don’t start ripping off wings to get your way.
    Editor’s Note: There is some bigotry in this article that needs to be addressed before publication.

The Monday Blues-

Home Room Announcement-
The Homecoming Dance and Game is coming up in two weeks time. Voting for Homecoming King and Queen will be next week, so put some thought into it. Put in your ballots for who you think would look best with a crown and scepter on the dance floor together. There are a lot of dates confirmed, but by far the most impressive is the acceptance by Mora Maximovitch and W’Diani: You go girls!

Nomination goes to Elisa for DWAGON!

Throw an Election, Gain Super Stardom
Homecoming Queen Frontrunners make a back-room deal

[pictures attached]

At today’s lunch the two most popular girls in school coluuded to rig the election in exchange for a favorable role in this year’s school play, the lead to be exact. “As sisters” Andira told Christine, “We don’t want to have this competition to come between us. I can guarantee that you’ll get the lead in the play if you drop out of the race for homecoming queen.” To this Christine agreed.

This reporter wonders what other deals are being made for Homecoming/ Whose hands are being greased and who is just downright greasy? You have the choice to break the cycle. The choice is up to you.

-Anon E. Mouse

Ghosts and Girls... Goblins
Character Points = 81

Bulldog Bulletin
-Justin Kase
-Editor: Felicia Fox

Nocturnal Transmissions
Have you ever had one of those dreams that was so real that you doubted existence as you thought it to be? Sometimes dreams can take us to a place that we can not achieve resolution, and there is a place no one wants to be, alien or Terran. Falling from a great height without the ability to fly, running down an endless hallway with locked doors, and escaping the enemy that exists only in your own shadow. Terror in its truest form.
As a suggestion, if you are having a terrible bout of scary thought, treat it like a cold. Clear your sinuses, take a warm bath, inundate your senses with eucalyptus and mint, and down a dose of cold medicine. Sleep deeply and allow yourself enough time to sleep in.

Pop Art
On the topic of sleep, don’t do it through your classes, especially Art History. Strangely enough, there are actually cool things to learn about on the topic of beauty throughout the ages. Fairly soon the class will be heading off to the museum in order to get closer to the subjects of higher learning and Terrestrial artisans. I’m sure it will be all sorts of fun!

Janitorial Note
“Whoever keeps leaving puddles everywhere in the school, could you please be more respectful of your school’s cleaning staff? We have a great number mysteries of our own to ponder. Like how they get the peanut butter into the Peanut Butter N&N’s.” -The Jedi Janitor

Did I even?
“No, I didn’t,” I said to myself after I left Home room today. I thought about all the classes that I have this quarter, and then I thought about how many of them I requested, and then I realized that one of the six classes I have this year was actually something I signed up for. Also, have you noticed the strange groupings this quarter? Students that have been clumped together and have all the same schedules? Super weird.

Fashion Flight
Ben Belt and Mora, our winged wonder woman, were reportedly seen trying on all the latest fashion at the mall after school. The rumor mill is now abuzz with the depth of the mysterious country boy’s wallet and his generosity with it. Both of the students came out of the establishment looking quite pleased with themselves and each with their own bag in hand. They should be quite the sight at the dance.

After School Autopsy
Spooky sounds, bloody foot prints, missing lab equipment, and skinless ghosts? The investigations in to the odd happenings on school grounds seems to be continuing even though the police have closed down the majority of it. Leads suggest that Arthur Fex is leading this merry band of investigators.

Nomination goes to Schiffler for spoopy ghoost stoory.

Haunted House - Early Edition
Character Points = 81

Bulldog Bulletin
-Justin Kase
-Editor: Felicia Fox

Enter Night
Fog rolls through the forest and blankets everything in veils woven from the cloth of the underworld. Shadows dance under dim moonlight, boneless forms swaying back and forth gracefully to music that is unheard by mortal ears. The miasma pushes its way from the dense woods and washes over the track field. On the other side of the forest, a cult gathered in secret, summoning forth the daedra to splinter the heavens for the gratification of petty pubescent politics. A storm heralded the aligning of forces they could not have gathered on their own.

Witch Way
Character Points = 81

Bulldog Bulletin
-Justin Kase
-Editor: Felicia Fox

Rule of Thumb
Every now and then you find yourself in the middle of a grand adventure, or at lease pseudo-grand, and it can be amazing when it does. There are a few things you should know before these instances.

  1. Pack Light – Too much stuff makes it quite difficult to get around in a sticky situation.
  2. Carry a Towel – You have no idea how many situations that this is a good tool for.
  3. Expect Everything and Be Prepared – Zombies can happen! Believe in ghosts! Faeries are fucking real! Aliens will abduct you and probe your ass without lube! And a witch just might curse you.
    Editor’s Note: Please edit for expletives.

Study Harder
With a study group. A potentially fun and intellectually stimulating way to keep up on school work. The bond formed in a study group can be strong and lasting when there are mutual exchanges of information and ideas. Also, in the aforementioned zombie attack, it is safer to be in numbers. Especially if you are faster than them. Just kidding, don’t be mean to your friends or you study groups, if you aren’t friends, because there is still a friendship that could be had.

The Plot Thickens
Speaking of witches. The mean girls are on a rampage for who wrote the blog article about the lunch room deal over Homecoming Queen. Nails are out and the rumor mill is pumping out all the juice.

This week’s nomination goes to Zach this week. Go Furball!


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