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Shadowrun RPG Play-By-Post Games => Welcome to the Shadows => Topic started by: Ruski on October 01, 2004, 07:23:26 AM
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the snow is falling lightly to the ground where it picks up a dingey slushey quality that only the residents of Seattle can apriceate.
the streets are salted, although only the hover-taxi service, the public bus system, and a few crazies are driveing on it. all and all it's a standard saturday night.
the snow has topped all of the skyscrapers without heating elements installed in the rooftops, makeing the world seem like a giant christmass tree farm... if you squint, hold your head sideways and have abused simchips as a kid.
almost no one is walking outside. where the sidewalks aren't shoveled the snow is about two feet deep. you can only guess how many homeless/sinless they are going to find stuck in some horrific pose, perhaps with some chew marks from the local undead come first thaw.
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moving closer to downtown the indoor malls are packed with last-minute shoppers checking the shelves to see if the last shipment of NERPS has arrived, after haveing been sold out for the previous two weeks. the heated walkways and holovid projections of weekend getaways to tropical paradice hide any hint that the world outside is a frozen one. Added to the normal hussle and bussle of christmas shopping is the sound of bells ringing, and every so often a musical carol will find it's way through the doorway of smaller shops and out into the mainstay to ither delite or enrage the shopping masses.
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Sam Hanes is helping out his street doc friend at his clinic taking care of paiaints
*GM*
you have the usual increase in buisness arround the cold season, with frost bite, hypothermia, and general influenza.
you take one point of stun damage from drain in takeing the edge off of half a dozen of the cases that were a little worse for ware.
your doctor comments on how nice of it was for you to volenteer some of your time and tallents for the christmas season.
*GM*
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Miles sits in the dark of the jazz club, smelling the sweet stink of synth-weed as the record plays softly over the conversations around him.
He taps his fingers on the table in time with the record, enjoying the dark and satsfaction of a run well-done.
Freddy, the club owner walks up to you.
Hey, Miles my man! have you seen the latest jive from Sweetwater GA? they just got some new tunes in, i got them in the back for ya' if you can help me out with somethin'
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not a prob doc *grabs a soy caf
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hey doc going to grab a bite to eat you want anything while I am out
Yea, go ahead and pick up some burn creme for me. i've had a lot of unusual burns this evening, and i'm running low. give this perscription to the Pharm+ guy and tell him that i sent ya'.
*the good doctor hands you a wrinkled perscription for some high end burn creme, and a credstick with 200Y printed on the side*
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*sits up from his slouch*
Sure, man. Whatca got? I haven't heard anything good out of Sweetwater, GA since CAS took over!
*laughs* Seriously, what you got?
-Jazzman
Well, i wouldn't be tellin' this to ja', sept youre a 'good ol' boy', and i know that you have a special place in your heart for bluegrass,... expecially for bluegrass from the 'blues brothers', not many people liked the mix of comedy and jazz, but you sure ate it up. there's a new band callen themselves the Blues Brothers reborn, and they can really cut a jam. ... oh yea, and i have a copy of their demo tape. hot off the presses, more vaulable than it's weight in beetle chips. so, anyways if you notice that the 'smoke' in my bar is a little greyer, and thinner than usual today, it's because my regular supply of synthweed has up and vanished... in a perverbial puff of smoke. so, i know that you are into the dark side of things, and i was wonderin' if you could take a look-see, and find out where he's gone off to. he's a good chummer by the name of Briggs. whaddya say? for the blues brothers?
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heads out to the pharmacy
The pharmacy is about three blocks away, and seeing as how it's snowing, you wish that you had some warmer clothes, or a car to get you there faster. As you travel you hear disturbing sounds comeing from the alleyways that you pass by.
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Sure, give me the contact info and I'll look him up.
-Jazzman
that's just the ting amigo' you see that normally i just call this number when i'm out, and he shows up and delivers, but recently, the phone just rings and rings...
i do have the number though (he hands you a telcom number) see if you can hurry, being clear-headed is bad for buisness
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I can believe that. Let me see if I can find this guy.
*walks outside into the cold, dialing his PDA/Cellphone*
"Hey, MFI?"
-Jazzman
If you keep calling me like this my wife will get jellous! haha! then again, i'm not married. soka, Anyways what do ya' want, and what are you willing to pay for it?
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Can you give me a decker contact to look something up, or what's the standard fee for looking up the physical address of a telecom number?
-Jazzman
Well, for a new contact my standard price is $5K, to track a telcom number you are looking at closer to $1K. depends, but rember, your new contact will be chargeing for a lookup as well, so it could be more after the 5 if you go that route.
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Yeah, but I think I'll opt for a decker contact. that way I don't have to use you as a middle-man ALL the time. I mean, I'd hate to make the missus even more jealous.
*slots credstick*
Here you go- who am I gonna be talking to?
-Jazzman
Let me check your credit ballance... and... hmm... good. okay, you are getting some highclass. he's expencive, but he's trustworthy. well... if crazy is trustworthy. yea. anyways. enjoy. Goes by the name 'RuskiFace the Pirate' here is is LTG number. drop an e-mail any way you can into that account and tell him i sent you. he'll contact you.
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Okay, thanks, MFI. I'll catch up with you later.
*quickly dials the telecom number and punches in a short text message*
I need some information... specifically, the pysical location of a telecom number. MFI says you're the man to ask, so I'm asking. How much to track down the place? LTG:687-4115-317
-Jazzman
a few minutes later a message appears on your screen
Cost is $500 for new contacts. location is a payphone owned by Seattle Phone Service. on the corner of wilson, and weathersbee. (just north of seatac on the border of the redmond barrens.) be carefull up there. it's frequented by a go-gang called the buzz-heads. (something about cyber-skulls and table-saw-blades, pretty freakey if you ask me.)
paydata good? (Y/N)
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Jazzman sends the message:
Yeah, the data is fine. Here's payment. Can you tell me anything about the area? I'm actually looking for someone.
*slots credstick, attaching payment*
-Jazzman
Normally i charge $5k to track someone down. but that includes deliver by a GPS location to wherever they are, and is garenteed for 20 minutes... however, I can do a genaric search for less. General information will cost you $1K who is it, and how much is it worth to you?
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I'll take a look at the 1KY Pricetag. His name is Briggs, and he's a synth-weed dealer who usually uses the telecom number I gave you.
See what you can find. I'm going to check out the physical address.
*walks over to his beat-up Ford Americar and heads toward the address*
-Jazzman
you get halfway to the address when your phone lights up with another message.
'Briggs' actually Martin Briggs. age: 31 race: Orc height 200 cm, hair: red. distinguishing marks: tatto of a cross over right eye. SIN: CRIM567.08.07834 (if you didn't notice, it's a criminal SIN) last date of arrest, two years ago. currently on probation. parole officer Danny Perkin (Telcom Link) current credit line with new city seattle national bank: 15Y last used three days ago for the amount of 150Y at the stuffer shack one block away (south) of said phone. current residence, apartment complex next to said phone, #15. landlord: Guinne Lavindos, age 45.
as you pull up you see perhaps one of the most delapadated apartment complexes you have ever witnessed. dirrectly outside of appartment 15 is a payphone. seeing as how this isn't the best part of town, the snow here has been less than atiquitaly shoveled.
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"7PM...everyone's finally leaving..." Takashi thought to himself. He prided himself on being the first one there and the last one to leave. He pondered to himself what other people did on a Saturday night. Probably go out and do something or just sit at home and watch the trid. "I'm diffrent...I'm a professional...I'm on the fast track after all." It was true, in another year or two he'd be Senior Engineer. Couple of years after that he'd make upper management, possibly even Director of Software Development. He knew it was going to happen, he could code circles around these other clowns that call themselves 'Software Engineers.'
Takashi jacked in one final time to download his project to his headware memory. "Gotta be on the safe side," he said to himself quietly. "One of these jokers might get smart and try to steal my code." He thought. "In this business you gotta keep your back to the wall and a knife in the hand...'stab them before they stab you.'" That's what his uncle told him. The nefarious uncle that no one in his family trusted...but he was wealthy for a reason. Reason enough for Takashi to listen to him.
Takashi finished the download and went over it once more on his display link while packing up his belongings. He threw his bag over his shoulder and headed out of the cubicle maze. When he got to the entry hallway Hitomi was still there at her desk. Takashi walked up to the desk with a smile "Hey Hitomi, how about dinner?" She smiles at him..."she has the cutest smile" he thought.
"Thanks for asking Tak, but I can't leave yet." She glances at the set of double doors behind her. "Maybe next week? she asks him expectantly. "Sure thing, see ya on Monday!" Takashi says. He smiles at her once more while dropping an origami flower he had made earlier on her desk as he turns and heads for the elevators. "Have a great day tomorrow!" he shouts down the hall as he enters the elevator and sends it down to the parking garage. "Poor Hitomi," he thought to himself. "Everyone else is mean to her, they all think they're better than her or something. All that 'status'. I wish more people were nice to her. I'll bring her something special on Monday."
Just then the elevetor *dings* and the doors open. Takashi walks over to his Honda and places his thumb on pad on the door. He gets in and fires it up...350 horses come to life. He revs it a couple of times and listens to the roar echoing off of the garage walls. He grins as he hits it, the screeching of tires echo throughout the garage as he is lurched back into his seat and the car flys forward. He powerslides onto the street and takes off into the dark night headed for home.
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Okay Takashi gets about two minutes out before his cellphone rings. the icon on the display is a familiar one. a stick figure rideing a bike, and running into a wall, falling down, getting up, getting on the bike, and then the image is looped. it's Raymond. contrary to popular belief, everyone dosn't love Raymond. Raymond is, for lack of a better word: special. he's the only guy at the office that wears a bike helmet while working on his computer; 'to help with crashes' however, he is possibly the only other person in the programming department working on a saturday night.
opening up your cellphone is a simple message. the spelling is awfull. he must have his hands covered in soy-too cheese powder again. if he didn't loose his cellphones so much, you would imagine that they would die from neglect.
Hy Takashi !! we finished the database qwweri code and need the upddatedd search allgorrithmm you were workn on to test out the knowsoft bot.
If you go back you will probibly be trapped there all night. you finished up the code he needs earlyer this week. but your boss wanted you to work on makeing it more 'interesting looking' so you've been working on non-functional revisions ever sence. bringing up the database this early though, over two months ahead of schedule would be a great acomplishment.
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*Climb over the snow, and knock on the door of #15*
"Hey Briggs! Freddy from the jazz club sent me to talk to you!"
*check the door to see if it's been kicked in recently*
-Jazzman
the door is locked, and has quite a bit of snow piled infront of it. it apears to have been closed for quite some time. there is a light on next door however, and a sign reading 'Manager: if it ain't on fire, don't bother me about it.' hangs to the side of the door crookedly by one nail.
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*knocks on the manager's door*
"Hey, I got fifty newyen here that's on fire! I could use some help!"
a female dwarf that must be pushing 80 opens the door and looks at you like only an 80 year old dwarf can. you have feel a sudden need to check to see if you washed behind your ears this morning, and you mentally ready a whole list of good reasons why you didn't eat your vegtables last night.
"hmm... i don't know you, so you don't have a room here, i don't smell smoke, so there's not going to be a fire, but i heard something about 50Y, and if you cough it up quick i'll stay to listen to whatever you want.
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*pass her the 50Y note*
I was just wondering if you had seen the big ork kid next door named Briggs. A friend of mine and his is worried about him. There's more money in it for your if you know anything.
i know that his rent is due by the end of next week. he's pretty quiet, i haven't seen him arround for a couple of days. yesterday his parole officer came and woke me up to ask me the same question. boy was he rude. *she pauses* more money you say? well, seeing as how your a 'friend' of his i could let you into his appartment for another one of thease *waveing the 50Y note* other than that i don't think i can help ya'
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*pull out my PDA accessory, open it up and give her a 100Y note*
If anyone else comes around asking, just tell them he went to his aunts for the weekend. Let's take a look in his apartment.
Did you say his parole officer was around here? He didn't happen to leave a card, did he?
Well, i do have his contact information. it's required of all my criminal tennants. incase they try to skip out on the rent or some such. let me get it for you.
*she turns arround, setting a shotgun you didn't notice before down and walking into a back room, several seconds later she emerges with a card bearing lone-star's distinctive logo and a key. *
here is his contact information, and the key should open the door.
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Takashi pulls over. He tries to recall if he had any other plans tonight. A moment passes and nothing comes to mind. Takashi puts the car in gear and skids a 180. "He better not have gotten that nasty soy cheese sauce all over my desk." he says under his breath as he heads back to the office.
You hear a sudden squeal of rubber sliding on frozen asphalt and look into your rear view mirror just in time to see the distinctive sway of headlights mergeing into the lane behind you. half a second skips by. suddenly the white light highbeams are joined by the heart renching flicker-flash of red, white, and blue.
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*thank her, stick the contact card in my pda case, and go over to the door and open it with the key*
It takes a little bit of effort to clear away the snow from infront of the door but you eventually get it open. inside is a small apartment with extreamly limited decorations. (mostly posters to cover holes in the walls) he must not have been a very good drug dealer. the only nice thing in the entire studio apartment is the refridgerator, and it's empty. (although it does have an ice maker)
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"AH DAMMIT!!!" Takasi yells as he pulls over. "I wonder how many fraggin points this one is going to be..." he says under his breath as he puts the car into park and shuts the engine off. He crosses his arms and frowns and hopes for some reason this guy knows him from somewhere. Maybe he won some money off of me at the Seattle race curcuit?
(OOC: In case people were wondering, black text is description, BOLD blue text is me speaking, and normal blue text is me thinking)
The cop is an Orc female in her late 20's. license and registration please? (examining your paperwork)
"Did you see a 'bootlegger turns okay here' sign back there sir?" (chrisma check)/(pass) you get off with a warning.
pulling away you make it back to the office with only a minor headache pulsing at your temples. the guard at the gate waves you through. parking you take the elevator up to your office on the 14th floor. Hitomi isn't at her desk any more you glance arround tying to find her but perhaps she's just in the girl's room, or perhaps she decided to go home after you. makeing your way over to Raymond's cubicle you can hear Raymond talking in his archtypical neard falsetto to someone in his cubicle. waiting outside you hear the voice of Richard Killian, a department manager in the next department over, incharge of mathamatical computations.
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*Look around the apartment for any clue of where he might be or why. A phone that I can check the log for, any messages, business cards, a note taped to the fridge or anything.*
The phone is an old rotery dial-phone. The fridge is empty, and the door is opened. there is a buisness card identical to the one you already have for his parole officer taped to the wall next to the phone. the back of the card has the number for your jazz club scrawled on the back.
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I'll try dialing *69.
If nothing works, I'll call Ruski. This is getting expensive quick, but as long as it's for a friend, it's worth it. But I'd rather have this business done with and move on with my night.
the phone dosn't have a '*' button it's rotery dial. Calling up Ruski he says that he can get a phone record for the phone for $500 if you want it.
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Takashi steps into the adjacent cubicle quetly and waits a little while trying to eavesdrop. Uncle Ichiro always seems know something about everyone. He said to always pay attention to the little things. I wonder if this was what he was talking about? I wonder what Richard is talking to Raymond about anyway... and why the heck is Richard here this late in the first place? He never was the kinda person to stay after hours before. Takashi waits and plans to go get a cup of soykaf from the cafeteria if they don't seem to be saying anything interesting.
you start paying closer attention and catch them mid-sentance, with Raymond leading the conversation.
"... why do you need a pre-release of the database query routene? your department dosn't even have anything to do with it."
"I just think that it would be better if the database came from a more honorable department, it would save face for the whole company if it came from a department head instead of the corperate laughingstock."
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"I want that code on my desk in a half hour. i need to have some real programmers look at it before it's release."
at that point someone leaves, and a sigh that could only come from Raymond is heard from the cubicle next to you.
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ok I continue walking to the pharmacy watching out for trouble *thinkg to self should have took the bus*
you reach the pharmacy, and there is a line to get to the pharmasist. he motions for you to take a number. it looks like it will be a couple of minutes.
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Takashi waits a moment to make sure that Richard is gone. He pauses in that moment, "Can Richard even do that? That doesn't seem to be company policy" (Corp. Etiquette roll?) "Maybe I should go download the Mitsuhama Policy handbook. In any case, I think Director Takamura might want to hear about this."
Takashi steps into Raymond's cubicle while his mind races over possible courses of action. He speaks in a hushed tone in case Richard might still be around. "Hey Ray, what was all that about?
Raymond almost jumps out of his skin when you pop up. you see the soy-too oarnge powder handprint on the cubicle wall where he was braceing for impact. "oh, sory about that... whew... I uh... oh.. nothing... it's just that... eh... nah. well.... nah. ... anyways, the database is up, well, in beta anyways. so i thought i might try to put them together and make them run through a couple of querries...
(you get two sucesses on the corperate Etiquette roll: it isn't corperate policy dirrectly to have a more prestigous department present a big leap forward, but it does say that every presentation needs to be the most honerable way possible to the public so that the corperation dosn't look to have any infighting. you could report it, but it's a grey area.
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Why didn't he say anything about it? What is he hiding? Should I say something? Should I tell Takamura? "Ray, I heard the last bit. What does Killian want with our project? Why didn't you tell me? What are you hiding?" Takashi pauses, realizing he was probably a bit harsh. He sighs.. "Listen, sorry for the outburst, but what the heck is going on?"
Raymond spends some quality time looking at his shoes before answering "oh THAT... uh... i thought you were referring to ... something else... errr... uh... yea. well, Killian thinks i'm kind of a screw up, and he pointed out all of my demarits, because i forget to lock doors behind me, or change my security passcode every week like i'm suppose to, and he said it would be safer for the company if he kept the code on his servers, but i didn't want to, because i like working on this code, i won't get to go over there, because i was in that department once, and they transfered me out for too many demarits. the last one was for falling asleep in my cubicle, but they wouldn't listen, i fell asleep because i had been working for six days straight. *sigh* well i guess if they are going to get it, they may as well have a good working copy. At this point Raymond begins to back up a copy of the software onto his chip burner. Raymond looks at you while his chip is being inprinted. "well, in this department you are alwies nice to me." with that Raymond wipes his hand accrost his sweating forehead leaving a nice bright oarnge splash of color accrost his face.
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*I'll send Ruski the money, and try and get the physical addresses of the places he called thrown in too*
(Negotiation Test?)
you negotate him down to 400Y, because of all the repeat buisness, and the next lead will only cost you 250Y.
the rotery dial phone has been disconected for quite some time. last person called from it was his parole officer at [address] the outside phone gets a little more use, he aparently had a calling card that he used from there last call was to ... his parole officer, about five days ago. however, that same calling card was used again more recently from the payphone infront of a stuffer shack about four blocks away.
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"Hold up Ray. Killian isn't your boss anymore, Takamura is. Let's go report to him and see what he has to say about this whole deal. This isn't only your project, it's mine too..and I wouldn't want to give up something I've worked really hard on just like that. We're months ahead of schedule, don't you think we'd get some merits? I'm sure Takamura wouldn't appreciate someone trying to take his projects away." Takashi turns to leave the cubicle. "C'mon, let's go to Takamura's office. Besides, this way we let them deal with it and can keep our noses clean."
Ray begins to follow you slowly, still hesetant to do anything aghinst the will of a manager, but slowly he begins to follow. "You know, i think that Takamura is working this evening. i heard him say something about a late meeting." you walk in an uncomfortable silence and Raymond trys really hard to wipe the oarnge stains off of his hands by wipeing them on his pants, but it's not working. you get to the elevator and hit the button to Takamura's floor <24> the elevator opens, and you reach the 24th floor in silence. you are walking down the halway lit only by the auxilary lighting when you get close to Takamura's office. the door is open, and you can hear movement from inside the room, it sounds like Takamura is re-arranging the furniture.
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How recently? What's the address?
Two days ago: tuesday, at 6:45 PM. here is the address. <address>
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Takashi hands Raymond a hankercheif while walking upto Takamura's door. He knocks on it and waits patiently.
You knock on the open door while handing your hankerchief to Raymond. Your heart skips a beat when someone yells out something in what you can only guess is Sepherial. Standing inside a ransacked office are three individuals. well, make that four individuals. your boss is sitting at his desk, a dark pool of stickey blood leaking from above his hairline, and makeing a puddle on the desk. roll init./ result 5 (total 11) the individual wearing all black that is deepest inside the office yells something that you can't understand and points in your dirrection. one of the other two makes his way towards the door by jumping over the desk, and the last one puts down the file that he was looking at and draws a mean looking gun from it's holster. it's your initive pass at <11>
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Takashi yells "RUN!!!" and bolts down the hallway.
(OOC)
I yell and run down the hallway trying to hit my Mitsuhama PANICBUTTON TM. Also I'm trying to keep an eye out for a hallway to turn down, don't want to be shot in the back after all.
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Gunfire erupts behind you as you bolt down the hall, you can't tell, but you think Raymond has the attention of the shooter. Without even looking though you can tell that the guy who jumped over the desk is hot on your tail, and will probibly catch up before you reach the elevator. You almost have your PANICBUTTON activated, but it's on your keychain, and it's hard to dig into your pockets while running, you'll have it out if you keep trying, but with the guy so close it's going to be tough <Init. pass 1> your turn again.
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Hey... I was at that stuffer shack two days ago!
Just kidding. I'll drive over to the physical location and try and track the guy down. Big ork with red hair. I'll ask the clerk, and maybe see if he has any surveillence tapes.
You arive at the location, and like most stuffer shacks this close to redomond this is automated only by drones. you try talking to the rigger through the bot at the counter, but it looks like he's on autopilot. about this time you get a page.
<This is Ruski, interesting peace of news for free for ya' the call he made with that calling card from this phone, was to a taxi company, but when the taxi showed up, there was no one here for pickup. just FYI>
there are several dark alleyways in the area, and some of them have disconcerting sounds comeing from them. most are full of snow, but one in particular seems to have had a bit of foot traffic push down the snow into a nice sheet of uneven ice.
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I'll pull my glock out and walk down the alleyway.
"Hey... anybody down here?"
You get about six carefull steps into the alleyway when you see what is makeing the noise, two ghouls are digging through a dumpster opposite a door pulling out dismembered arms and chewing on them. when you notice them the sounds stop. they bouth jump out of the dumpster and start toward you, thick blood is dripping from their boddies. <Init pass 8> your turn
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I already have my gun out, so I take aim and fire.
(Glock with anti-vehicle ammo... or did I say it was just regular ammo?)
I'll throw half my combat pool into it, just so the suckers go down before they have a chance to bite into me.
With an almost casual grace you snap your gun into position, close one eye, stick out your tounge just a little bit, and concentrate just enough to line up a nice head shot <deadly wound> and half of it's face disapears in a shower of blood (you aren't sure how much was it's, and how much was in it's mouth though). the 'smoke effect' from your pistol is quite cool with the extra cold in the air, and the first ghoul falls down like so many paper targets when you hit the top of them. takeing only a split second to step over it's companion the remaining ghoul continues toward you. supriseingly it dosn't seem to be effected by the slipery conditions as it advances. it's almost to you... <reroll init><10> your turn.
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I'm even already pointed in that direction, so aim at the new ghoul and fire again.
(I'll throw all my combat pool into it, jsut to make sure it goes down.)
Doing your best sylvester stalone impression: "Dumpster diveing is a crime, how do you plead?"<DeadlyX2 Wound> It's jaw dissapears in a hail of bone and teeth. "... i knew you would say that."" just as you are blowing the smoke off of the tip of your gun the first ghoul sits up and gets into a crewel crouching position. you feel a sinking feeling that you should have saved the 'end game' lines for a little bit later New Init. <Init pass 9> your turn.
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Takashi stops suddenly and attempts to throw his opponent over his shoulder.
(OOC)
I stop suddently and when they run into me (I assume he or she is right behind me) I use my mad Akido skills and throw them over my shoulder, flipping them over or whatever and hopefully making them land on a big potted plant. Add 4 combat pool to that.
Then I continue running and going for my PANICBUTTON.
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Aparently the big-bad shadowrunner didn't expect nameless corp suit #238 to know any self defence, this works to your advantage as you Akido grab his wrist, twist a little bit as a look of suprise comes into his belacava veiled eyes, and you use his own momentum to turn a fake potted tree into a fake pile of kindeling and broken ceramic. <Moderate Wound/Stun> he's not down for the count, but it will take him a little bit of time to stand up after that. pulling your PANICBUTTON out of your pocket you depress the switch to activate it, and the button begins flashing red. sounds of continued gunfire tell you that Raymond is probibly in trouble, but at least delaying the rest of the runners further down the hall. new Init <Pass 9> your turn.
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"You're getting back up!?!?!?!?! Stay the frag down!"
*Shoot the ghoul again, using all my combat pool.*
-Kid Vid
<Deadly Wound X2> the ghoul again goes 'pop' and falls into a heap. you take <Light Physical> wound you feel a sharp stabbing pain in your leg as the ghoul at your feet bites you or at least trys to bite, your leg. However, the bottom of it's jaw is missing... but the top teeth still poke into your skin, and it's claws aren't doing a bad job on your pant leg ither... actually it looks like the bottom teeth are regrowing as you watch, if it wasn't going to eat your leg with thoes teeth you would be facinated. Re-Roll Init. <init pass 8> your turn.
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(OOC)
What direction is the closest security station? Towards the gunfire or away?
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the best that you can rember is that there is a security post/station thingie near the elevator on each level, you weren't paying attention enough to notice the one on this level when you came up, but you had a lot on your mind at the time, so it could be there. turns out you were hedded in the right direction anyways. you are only one bend in the hallway from the lobbyroom with the elevator in it, it should be there.
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Shoot the ghoul in the head again, and try not to shoot myself in the foot in the process.
((Three dice from my combat pool))
"What the frag? Stay down!"
<serious wound> the ghoul is knocked off of your leg but it's still alive...er... undead... or... yea. it's still comeing, and to make matters worse the Ghoul behind it gets up again. new inititive pass <init pass 12> your turn
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*Aim at the ghoul that stood up and fire once* (three combat pool)
(I'll kick the one at my feet once it's my pass again)
a <Serious Wound> tares up the chest of the Ghoul farthest from you, but it dosn't seem to notice as it lumbers forward toward your direction. the ghoul at your feet takes a swipe at you and sucessfully digs all of the claws of it's left hand about two inches into your right thigh. <use your remaing combat pool><Light wound/ Physical> the blood from your leg isn't helping the slipperyness of the ground any. bouth of the ghouls are almost on top of you <init. pass 1. your turn>
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(OOC)
I book it to the security station.
I guess everybody doesn't love Raymond
(/OOC)
You round the corner to find Killian on the phone at the security station. At this point you are happy to see anyone, even a Jerk like him. that is, untill you catch his conversation. "... Yes, that's right. aparently they were testing the database this evening. it's probibly just setting off the anti-hacker security protocals that we have, a panic button you say? that's interesting. I will have my software team look over their code. I'm sure it's just a rudamentry error. thank you." at this point Killian puts down the phone and looks up at you. "ahh... Tak. you should have accepted the transfer to my department last month. aparently you have had a bit of a falling out with your current mannager." with that he points to a video monitor on the wall and presses a button. the video shows you, walking down the hall almost dragging raymond yelling "He CAN'T DO THAT!!" then you turn into your bosses office there are some crys of "NOOOO!" and the flicker flash of gunfire, followed by you running down the hall. Killian continues. "Unfortunetly due to the testing, the video system was up and down all night, lucky for us we were able to get this clip." with that he grins and pulls a gun out of his coat, aims it at you, and starts yelling in a high voice. "What have you done?!!" with that he slams his hand down on the panic button inside the security station. the automated turrits begin to uncoil from their hideing places inside the cealing.
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I'll put two bullets in the one at my feet, and start backing up.
first shot <serious wound> the beast goes down, but not takeing any chances you put a second shot into it as well. <Deadly wound> as you start to back up you begin to feel light headed and <reaction 6 test> < Success> narrowly avoid slipping in slowly freezing blood. without even slowing down a little bit the the second ghoul leaps at you trying to bite and claw your flesh.<use all combat pool> <No Dammage> resist knockdown <Falure> it's going to be tough to use your gun now while on your back, and the Ghoul is on top of you. new Init. <Pass 9> your turn
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I'll fire into it anyways- I got two bullets left in the gun, and a spare clip on me. After the gun is empty, I'll hit the fragger with it.
it's really hard to get a good angle on the ghoul to shoot it while laying on your back on the ice, while it's trying to eat your face, but you squeze off a couple of shots anyways <Moderate Wound>, <Miss> one shot splits accrost it's back, but it's still doing a good job of trying to bite you <use all your combat pool to resist dammage><Light Wound> (you are now at Moderate Physical) it gets some good scrapes in with it's claws but at least it's not actually chewing on you. New Init. <Pass 12> your turn
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(OOC)
I put my hands up like I surrender, then I flip him the bird and take off for the stairs. Just gotta get out.
I was thinking about saying this whole speil but forget it, he'll just edit my voice again.
(/OOC)
After flipping the double bird and takeing off running you get to the fire escape stairs. pushing open the doors you hear the kalaxon siren of a fire warning joining into the security alert to make a nice recipe for a migrane headache. an automated security drone greets you with a sparking stunrod. it's hovering over the side of the fire stairs, and looking at you menicingly. new Init. <Pass 10> your turn.
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I'll use the gun to pistol-whip the ghoul.
useing the gun as a melee weapon is actually easyer than useing it as a fire arm in your current posisition. holding the gun out to one side you let gravity spin it on your finger so you are grabbing the hot smokeing barrel and have the butt of the pistol faceing forward. your had goes numb as the hot metal near-burns your flesh. getting all the leverage you can you crack the butt of the pistol into the temple of the ghoul, there is a splitting sound as the butt actually sinks into the skull of the creature <Medium wound> and it's neck makes a series of popping sounds as it bends un-naturally to the left. with that the creature goes limp, and almost starts to rot before your eyes. if peaces of rotting flesh weren't raining down on you, and you weren't laying on a huge bruse on your back where your spair clip is digging into your spine, and you weren't already covered with blood from who knows how many corpses, and your right hand wasn't going to need a whole tube of burn creame, you would be happy to see that. sitting up you see that the other ghoul is in a similar state of disintagration. you are very cold, and it starts to snow again.
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I'll push the rotting corpse off of me and try and sit up in the snow. First things first. I'll go into the Stuffer Shack and buy a tube of burn creme and some bandages.
Maybe a dry, warm coat.
Then I'll go and see if I can find this poor bastard in that dumpster.
120Y later you have a warm sweater with 'NERPS' on the back of it, and an entire tube worth of 'insta-heal-burn-creme' squeezed into your palm and wrapped with some gauze. inside the dumpster is at least five bodies worth of parts... or so. just the smell of opening the dumpster makes you throw up on the now skelital forms for the ghouls. the blood on the ground is freezing in to clumps, and the new fallen 1mm of snow is shaded a deep red for the entire alleyway. <Int check> (Pass) you can hear noises comeing from behind the heavly re-enforced door accrost from the dumpster. not an 'opening noise' but there is deffenitly some machinery operateing inside.
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(OOC)
Is the drone at the stairs up or stairs down?
(/OOC)
the drone is hovering over the ledge on your landing (over space) it's a circular stairway, with a circle of space that goes all the way to the bottom (although aparently it's frequented by security drones)
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(OOC)
Deng! Ok, I'll back out and hide in a nearby cubicle. Then I'll try to log onto the server by hacking into the workstation there.
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trying your best to be quiet about it stealth test <default to quickness> <pass> (barely) you backtrack past the door and dive into the first maze of cubicles you come to, keeping your head down. you hear the pitter patter of steeltoed feet rush past the maze and go to the stairwell past your posisition. turning on the closest SAN you attempt to gain access to the system <computer test> <sucess> and patch yourself into your own computer network files you run TakiExit.Exe <computer test> <sucess> the system reminds you to be carefull, now that the security system is offline.
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I'll go check the lock on the heavily re-inforced door. Electronic lock, or physical lock? (I have skill with both, so I'm checking with a craftsman's eye.)
it's got a decent mechanical lock on it (aprox level 6) and it's probibly about a barrier rateing 10 door. there also apears to be a security system wired into the frame of the door. <knoledge locks test> 3 sucesses it apears to be a magnetic boolian frame, sending a warning when it's opened. it detects the presence of the door by magnets hidden in a ceramic part of the frame being attracted to the re-enforced steel of the door.
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Despite the burns and cold, I've got a decent tech toolkit on me, so I'll try and rig up some magnets (or a current of some kind) to defeat the magetic trigger so I can open the door without setting off the alarm.
Then I'll try the physical lock.
<B/R electronics> Success! It takes you a minute with a pocket magnet to find where in the frame the sensor is hidden, however, once you find it you slip a pece of scrapmetal between the door and frame to lock the magnet in place. <Stealth Lockpick> Success! it's your lucky day! (unless you count that stuff earlyer) and even with a bandaged hand and suffering from the begining stages of hyperthermia you are able to pop the lock and open the door. you can picture the bloke that owns this door's face when he finds that his $8,000 door was beat by a $1 peace of scrapmetal. It makes you smile.
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Yes, it does. I smile and climb in out of the cold. (I also shut the door behind me... no need to let the drafts in after me.)
I'll change the clip in my gun and try and move stealthily around. What's in here that's making all that noise?
this is a backroom to some sort of lab or something. you don't reconize any of the equipment, with the exception of a large air compresser that's running. the sound of the aircompresser is almost defening, and you don't think that being sneekey will be a problem just so long as they rely on their hearing to find you. there is a well insulated door on the far side of the room leading deeper into the building.
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I'll walk around this room real quick and make sure I'm alone in here... then I'll move to that door and try and get an idea of what's on the other side of it. Is there a window around it? Any keyhole for me to look through? If nothing else, I'll open the door just a crack and peek in.
no, everything in this room is sound proofed (aparently they didn't want the loud sound from the air compresser causeing roucous with the rest of whatever). The only other occupents of this room are insects. (mostly roaches) that seem to have taken to eating some of the more perishable equipment in the room. you also notice a nice red stain or two on the path between the two doors. Listening at the next door you can't hear anything beyond the pounding of the air compresser, but you can tell that the door is quite well insulated and thick. there is no lock on this door, but it does have a soft plastic seal arround the edge that forms arround the edges of the door when its closed.
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I'll keep my gun in my good hand and open the door with the burned one.
it takes a little bit more strength than you like to open the door, and you have a feeling that pulling on that like so is going to cost you a couple of layers of skin later. gritting your teeth you pull a little harder to get the door open past the seal.
the door pops open.
in the room beyond there are a collection of tables each with a partially disected corpse on them. a drain in the floor has a near perminant suply of blood running to it. standing over one of the tables, and operateing a large air-saw is a surgeoun dressed hap-hazzardly in a rubber black raincoat (covered in blood) wearing rubber gloves (also covered in blood) . he is wearing a gasmask arround his neck (it's not in use, and covered in blood) and he is smokeing a large cigar while chopping off the arm of a large orc tied to the table. as soon as the door opens he looks up at you. the only sound you can hear over the air compresser is the shrill humm of the air saw turning at aproxametly 15,000 RPMs
<roll init.> <Pass 8> your turn.
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Aim and fire. (I'm on my backup clip, which should be AV rounds... but if you want it not to be, that's cool too.)
(OOC)
I don't think you have any rounds except the AV rounds.
(/OOC)
Snapping your gun into line with the good doctor with your off-hand you fire. <Miss>the gun kicks back and feels a little wierd, while a mean looking hole apears in the wall next to the doctor. the doctor smiles and begins running at you with the air-saw. <new init.> The doctor stops running and slides accrost the bloodie floor for the last few feet while prepareing an overhead chop with the saw. <HIT><Use all combat pool><Light wound> you mannage to duck the bulk of the attack but your new sweater's right sleeve got tangled up in the saw, and before the blade cut it's self free your arm is a little worse for wear as well. <Init Pass 6> Your turn.
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(OOC)
Next I try to hack into my department's database and download all the necessary data pertaining to the project we were working on and store it in my headware memory. Then I'll delete it from the database, and wipe any data off my workstation (there should be none) remotely and take a gander at Ray's workstation to make sure there's nothing there. That bastard can't have the damn program..dammit!
With that done I'll make my way down another set of stairs and try to get to the garage. I'll try and be quiet enough to hear if anyone else is in the stairwell.
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You try to copy the database program into your headware memory, but the files are just too large (over 80,000 MP) to fit into your 50MP of available headware memory (that's with deleteing your Honda pictures that you carry arround with you all the time in there) Raymond has some crazy rubix cube puzzle as a lock on his workstation. it would take you awhile to open that, and you aren't sure that it would be wise to wait here trying to figure it out. (even if the security system is down, there are still people looking for you) you can however, still try to erase the database and your work, or try to find some smaller files to put into your headware memory. unfortunetly there are no blank disks in this workstation, but you do know where the storage closet is on your own floor if you want to go get some.
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(OOC)
Forget it, I'll just scramble the files all over the place so even with a good team of programmers it'd take months to put it back together. Then I head for the garage.
(/OOC)
Okay, you use a combanation of copying the files over each other, encripting files with 2 billion digit encription (on a random key) and just outright deleteing random executables and data extraction tables to seriously screw with the company. After you jack out you still hear people moveing arround looking for you. it's only one mad dash to the stairwell, but it sounds like (you didn't want to poke your head up) there are at least three people searching this floor for you.
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I'll shoot the doctor twice.
<Serious Wound> <Serious Wound> You just barely hit him twice. with anti-vehicular ammo. in the chest. for bullet size holes going in, they shure are softball sized holes comeing out. must of picked up some bone and stuff on their way through. the air saw spins to a halt slowly, and the air compresser shuts off a moment later as the system reaches it's shutoff pressure. the silence is extra eerey when all of the noise stops.
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(OOC)
How far to the stairwell?
(/OOC)
Once you get out of your little cubicle maze that you are in now, it's a straight shot down the hallway, aproxametly 40 yards, with nothing but a wide halway to hide your presence. there are a couple of little fake potted trees (the really really really thin kind) and the floor's cafeteria on the left with the vending machines and a table. but inorder to stop employees from goofing off in the lunch room, it's open to the hallway.
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First, I'll shoot his corpse an extra time.
Then I'll go over and check on the ork on the table. He doesn't happen to have red hair, does he?
<AimX3><All combat Pool><Deadly X3> Headshot yea, even if he is part ghoul, he's not going anywhere. but seeing as how he's not disentagrateing, (except of course for his head) he's probibly a standard (meta)human. Checking on the Orc at the table yes, he does have red hair. and with his one remaining eye he's looking at you desperatly. He's alive. although missing one eye, one foot, and his right arm is 3/4 of the way cut off. your guess is that the only reason he's not screaming is the leather bit stuck in his mouth.
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takes a number and waits
While waiting in the lobby there's a loud crash from outside. bursting through the doors is a group of six individuals, two of them being carried under each arm of a 9' tall troll with chrome horns. the other three, clad in badly torn black leather are brandshing heavily modified UZI III SMG's. the lead individual, a man dressed like a ninja, shouts for attention.
"LISTEN UP! we need all of the medical equipment from the pharmacy! I don't care about your personal credsticks, but the first person to move dies."<New Init><Pass 8> Your Turn.
I say I have healing skills I may be able to treat your wounded
unless chummer you wish for them to join the dark father in his kingdom
"No. stay where you are. you move, you die. we will treat them ourselves, we just need the meds." With that he points his gun at you, makeing sure you play it cool.
(ooc can I detirmine how bad shape the two being carried are from loking)
Seeing as how you are something of a Medic, you would say that one is at Serious + Change, and one is at Deadly, and going into overflow, but stable. they bouth have serious burns all over their bodies. it looks like they could have been through a really big microwave.
if you dont mind my asking what did you run into chummers
not that its any of my buniness but i would rather not run into what ever you tangled with
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"Heya Briggs. Let me see if I can faind something for the pain. Freddy from the Jazz club sent me."
<OOC>
I don't have any sort of biomed skills... can I (default to INT?) check and see if there are some sort of painkillers that I can give him? Maybe tie off a tourniquet around his leg and arm? Something?
Then I'll use my cell phone to call a cab, and get him to the ER.
</OOC>
<Int Check> Highest Sucess: 7 (single) you find something that looks like pain killers, but nothing for a tournicate. the missing foot isn't bleeding though, there must be something in the saw that cotterises the wound when it cuts. you call a cab, and explaining your destination, they suggest you call an ambulance instead. (although if you are willing to pay the 500Y cleaning deposit they'll pick him up, but no promise on alive delivery.) Briggs passes out after you give him the pain killers.
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I'll call an ambulance then. How badly is his arm bleeding? Can I tie off his shirt sleeve or something?
The arm isn't bleeding (supriseingly) aparently there is someting with the saw blade that partially cauterises it while it cuts. (although it aparently dosn't do anything for the feeling of someone takeing a saw to your arm) you call the ambulance and after explaining slowly how they need to get into where he is several times they aggree to come.
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I'll stay with him. I'll check and make sure he's not dead or anything. (I'd rather not have to deliver a dead and mutilated body...)
Come to think of it, I'll search around for any information about who this fragger is... (the doctor)
He's got a wallet, with a badly forged ID under the name of 'Dr. Lucky' and a credstick that reads 1,200.12Y other than that he dosn't have any ID.
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I'll take the whole wallet, including the credstick and ID, and look around the rest of the place while I wait for the ambulance. Anything worth some money?
all sorts of great medication, none of which you understand or reconise. some of it could be worth money. drugs are expencive right?
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I'll call Mr. Fix It, and let him know there's a "Doctor's Office" at my location that's not going to need it's medications anytime soon.
"Good call. i'll give you 5K for the location."
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I'll call Ruski and see if he can run a check on the "Doctor"- using the address, the fake ID, and maybe a fingerprint (if I can get one), to see who he was.
<okay, scan whatever you got over, allong with ... what's the going rate now? 400Y? and i'll get whatever is out there for you.>
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"Sounds good to me. It's not really that important. I'd just like to know who this guy is. I mean, he attacked me with a saw... so yeah. I was wondering. It's back-burner style material, though. Don't waste REM cycles looking for it."
Then I'll sit around and wait for the ambulance.
The Ambulance arrives about a minute after MFI's people show up to clean the place out. (giveing you thirty seconds between visits) they show up and checking the other bodies, discover another guy that is (barely) alive. (but it's not the doctor, him they weren't able to check for a pulse for, seeing as how his head is exploded.) They offer to let you ride with them in the ambulance.
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(OOC)
40 yard dash I guess, though I'll try to stick close to the wall and keep out of view as much as possible. I'll keep my head down until I exit the cubicle maze then head down the hallway. I'll try to keep really quiet too. Is there a way I can trip an audible alarm/siren and lights or something? That'd probably provide some cover so I can get to the stairs. Can I hack the system again and do that so I can get off of this floor? While I'm in I'll make sure that the video cameras work on the floor so I can (possibly) record Killian giving orders to these runners.
Let's hope I don't die ;)
(/OOC)
Jacking back into the Matrix all you can see the cameras picking up is repeat footage from a week ago. you don't see any way to disable your loop without turning back on all of the security for the building the same thing goes for the autable lights and sirenes... the normal security features have dummy loops built into them (as part of your program, you didn't plan on needing to create a diversion on your bosses floor to escape a handfull of gunmen and a psychotic Killian when you wrote the code.) you don't see a good way to work on it here either. this station is part of the accounting department, so they don't have any programing utilites here to open up your EXE files and work on them. as a plus side, if the cameras can't record Killian, they also can't record you. and Killian almost certanly has Biggles, the local security rigger, looking for you. (you wonder how much time will go by before he realises that he's looking at stock footage? and how much time after that it'll take for him to get past it) You take three deep breaths and prepare to keep your head down for the dash to the starewell. running through your mind one last time to see if there is anything you want to do before you go...
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(OOC)
D-day, let's go!
(/OOC)
<Athletics test><SUCESS><Stealth Test : Default Quickness><Falure>
You shoot out of the cubicle maze running full tilt while tilted in half, hitting the main streach you try to veer sideways while keeping a low prowfile, however, in your attempt to say low you missed your chance to stay un-noticed as you end up brushing aghinst the wall a little bit and knocking over one of the potted plants, there is a sharp clatter of breaking pottery and russeling leaves as the planter betrayes your location. shouts behind you let you know that the disturbance didn't go un-noticed. you get about half way down the hallway before you hear the snap-pop of slienced gunfire tearing up the carpet arround you. <New Init Pass> <Pass 10> your turn.
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(OOC)
CRAP! Not as slick as I thought I was ;)
How far to go?
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twenty yards to go, twenty yards behind, couple of bullets in between. on tipped over potted tree, and a mess hall that is very devoid of cover, but full of vending machines off to your left. straight ahead you have the double doors that lead to the starwell and your (hopefully) deactivated security drone.
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I'll ride with the ambulance, and I'll call Freddy from the Jazz club.
"Heya, Freddy? I found your friend. We're on the way to the hospital right now- he was in some pretty deep drek, and he's going to owe you a boatload once he pulls through."
Freddy is glad to hear that his dealer is alive, and going to live. <upgrade contact, Level 2, and owes you a favor> He lets you know that the record is waiting for you whenever you want to pick it up. the ride to the hospital is un-eventfull. once at the hospital they tell you that it will be about six hours before he will be awake.
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(stand there watching them carefully )
Your new 'friends' decide that's enough talk, and start tearing apart the lock on the door that grants access to the medication behind the counter. halfway through the second lockset a familiar flash of 'Red-White-Blue-Red-White-Blue' and while your mind wanters to thoughts of the patriotic UCAS, an all too-familiar sound bellows into the store from a megaphone, or perhaps just voice amplification.
"This is Lonestar PD! Come out with your hands up!" the runners that are still standing take one look at each other before diveing behind counters and shelves for cover. <new Init Pass> <Pass 9> your turn.
Takes cover
A cowerdly dive into a potatoe chip display later, you can't make out much of anything when the lights switch off and the front windows shatter from the cuncussive blast of smoke gernade canisters. your eyes start to burn and water as the gas begins filling the room. the only illumination is from the midnight-sun highbeams on the patrole cars shining in through the shattered glass, and the red and green laser sights forming quickly moveing lines through the billowing smoke. a large over weight lady runs for the front of the store and is cut down by an auto-turit or minigun of some sort that one of the patrole cars must have mounted someware. <New Inititive pass><Turn 9> Your Turn.
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I'll use the Doc's credstick to pay for some real gauze and bandages and ointment on the burn on my hand... maybe something for the bitemarks and stuff. ;D
You spend some quality time in the waiting room of the ER, and several hours later you have some synthskin sprayed on your burns, some stiches in your arm, and a nice bottle of antibiotics that you need to take twice a day for a week inorder to fight the chance of infection.
Two hours in the waiting room: $500
Thirty Minutes talking to a doctor: $1000
Twenty Minutes in line at the pharmacy: $500
Healing Three boxes of Dammage: Priceless
<You are now at LIGHT PHYSICAL WOUND> (only one box)
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(OOC)
Damn...ok keep my head down and run and zig zag, maybe try to tumble. Hit the stairs and bolt down, not gonna wait to see if the drone is up or not.
(/OOC)
Doing your best to rember what your Sinsea told you about useing your unarmed combat in a gun fight you try to run in a zig-zag pattern (like in the movies) then it suddenly pops into your head "When Fighting a man with a gun, if you are close enough, take it away, if you aren't, run away as fast as you can." hmm... dosn't help much, but it is good advice. <HIT>
<Resist Dammage (Use all combat Pool)>
<LIGHT PHYSICAL> a bullet grazes your ribs on the left side, and you can see your own blood race toward and hit the wall following the path of the bullet. it's quite painfull. <New Init. Pass> <Turn 10> Your Turn. You are now about 10 yards away from the door leading to the fire escape stairwell.
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I'll flirt with a pretty female nurse to try and get some sort of hookup at the hospital. If nothing else, I get an LTG number so I can take her out for a drink later.
Other than that, I'll head back to the jazz club, job well done.
You get shot down by the Nurse, (aparently beat up thugs aren't her type) *shrug* go figure. heading back to the jazz club you are greeted with open arms by the owner, (who was able to schedule a pickup of product before you got back), and happly hands you over the record. "Thanks Amigo. Couldn't have done it without you." You are going to have a little bit of time to relax, and you have a couple people buy you an espresso, or gin, or whatever you want.
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I'll go for the Gin, actually. Hell, I'll try my luck picking up a phone number for a cute elven girl here at the jazz club.
Well, seeing as how you have massive charisma, and are the hero of the hour, sure. you get a phone number. Also, Ruski gets back to you with a home address for Dr. Giggles. it's just south of seattle proper, but not quite in the Tir yet.
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(OOC)
Ouch. Ok, keep zig-zagging and bolting to the stairs. Allocate half my combat pool as a dodge pool. I'll hold the wound with my hand and keep some pressure on it so I don't leave a tell-tale trail of blood. Hit the stairs and down to the garage non-stop, then to the car and out. I'm in pretty good shape, I hope I'm in better shape than they are ;)
(/OOC)
You are lucky that the amount of adrenalin in your system from being shot at helps block out the amount of pain from being shot, feeling your hand grow warm and stickey as the blood seeps through your clothes, and starts to run over your fingers is slightly disconcerting. The next hail of bullets starts tearing up the floor to your left, <You are hit with one sucess> <Use Dodge Pool> <SUCESS!> useing a little bit of kung-fu movie magic, you throw your forward momentum towards the wall, and after takeing a couple of steps up the side pull a tight summersult to land back on the ground on the opposite side of the hail of bullets. dashing to the doors you throw your body weight into the doors and knock them open. standing near the overlook edge of the stairs is one of the gentlemen dressed in all black. he was looking over the edge (probibly for traces of you) and turns arround as you come through the door with a bang. <New Init. Pass> <Pass 11> Your turn.
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coverring my mouth so can breath I call opon a hearth spirt to conceal me from the lone star then make My way over to the suspply room door asking the hearth spirt to unlock the door
and motioning to the other runners to follow Me
While doing a bad job of breathing through your wadded up shirt and your fingers you are able to concentrate enough to summon your spirit, although it's not much of one. Lucky for you you are already in a good hideing place, and the atmosphere lends to confusion, and helps you hide. on the down side, seeing as how the aura of the place (being inside a building) is hearth, and where the spirit get's it's power from, the people tearing down one of the walls isn't doing much for the power level of your spirit.
sneaking to the back door your hearth spirit is able to unlock it (barely, it's starting to flicker at this point, it dosn't like the situation here) you try to get the runners attention, but they seem distracted, something about lone-star and mini-guns.
ok find what I was sent for and start looking for ways out
The stuff you need is inside the pharmacy, you just opend up the door to normal supplies, nothing but stuffer shack soy-toos in there. the door to the pharmacy is currently exchangeing gunfire with the doorway to the front of the store...
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(OOC)
Kick him down the stairs and jump over him and run down to the garage.
(/OOC)
<Attack> <three sucesses> Resist Knockdown <FALURE> <SERIOUS WOUND> the runner bumps down the stairs in what looks quite possibly like the least comfortable stair desention that you have ever seen. Jumping over his whimpering form you continue to go down the stairs, jumping from landing to landing as fast as you can. after about six landings you wish that you weren't so high up in the building. after about eight landings (it's gettting hard to count by this point) you hear sounds of commotion from someone trying to follow you. after what seems an eternity, you are drenched in sweat, your legs are shakeing (the adrenalin must be wearing off, and you can only fall six feet so many times in a row before it starts to hurt a little bit) you finally reach the bottom floor, the parking garage. bursting out into the garage you are happy that you just parked close to the door instead of your assigned parking spot.
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Thank Ruski for the information, and then try and find out what type of community it is- how much security?
mid to high class surburbia. average security is probibly low, but seeing the buisness this guy was in it could be anywhere, the local PD's responce time is probibly in the 15 minute range.
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(OOC)
In the car and outta there!
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you jump into your car and gun the enginge, causeing it to roar into life, pealing out of the parking spot backwards you spin the car 180 degrees in an area the size of a parking space, and get the tires to break loose again in the opposite dirrection before jetting off toward the door. a dark van with tinted windows that was idleing in a row next to yours (closer to the service elevator) jumps on it's accelerator and is starting to follow you. you have a good head start however, and are almost in the clear when you notice that the barrer is down on the exit, and the security guard that was board on your way in, is now franticly waveing at your car as you speed toward the exit. all that stands in your way is 120 pounds of neard in a security uniform, and a 2X4 worth of wood in the down possition.
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Deng it! Honk at him, and if he doesn't jump out of the way I'll go around him
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Honking dosn't make him do anything but wet his pants. the only other way arround him is up the entrance ramp (as opposed to the exit ramp you were aiming for) <Int check> SUCESS You do notice a nasty one-way spike strip on the entrance route to stop people from doing what you are just right now thinking of doing.
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(ooc) how thick is the wall seperating the medical supply room and soy room
Standard plasteel re-enforced dry wall. about 18 CM thick. barrier rateing 10
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I'll put in another call to Mr. Fix It and tell him I have an idea for a job that's going to have a very high profit potential.
"See, this mad Doctor I whacked? He lives pretty high-class. Got to be some loot around that place. You can find me a boxman and a cat, or you can take care of it yourself, and reward me for the tip. It's been a good night."
MFI's voice comes through on the phone. "I'm not really interested in raiding the dead doctors personal residence, I think we got the best stuff out of his lab, however, I would be happy to introduce you to a boxman, and a cat if you are willing to pay the standard 5K introduction fee for each."
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"Ooh... that's a little out of my price range. I'm sure it'll be safe until somoene notices he's missing, which could be some time. I'll see if i can put something together on my own."
Hang up, and ask Freddy if he knows anyone who'd be willing to help out on a lifting job I have.
Maybe someone better than I am with lock and safes.
"You Just rescued my only other criminal contact amigo." he pauses thoughtfully "He should be getting out of the hospital in a couple of days though, perhaps he could help you then... he does owe you one."
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(OOC)
Is the garage big enough for me to drive around a 'lap' ?
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Yes indeed, it's actually a split level garage, with a sub-sub-level parking, and two up and down ramps (one at each end) to access the sub-sub level. (although you should probibly avoid it, it's got rats, and they make all the service people park down there, you've never been.) on the plus side, seeing as how it's mostly empty at this hour, you have only the support collums to navagate between, and your car does have that expencive sport suspension...
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(OOC)
Ok, kewl! I'll go around once and come back to give the Security Nerd time to get out of the way.
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Okay, a once arround is long enough for him to regain his sences, he's back in the booth yelling something into his walkie-talkie, <Crash Test> <No Controll Pool> <Light Dammage> you crash through the barrier sustaining only cosmetic dammage to the front of your car as you do so. however, the black van is hot on your tail as you exit onto surface streets.
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I'll sip my gin, enjoy the jazz, and flirt with women to abuse my "hero of the hour" status.
You soak up your 'hero of the hour' status, with everyone deticateing songs to you, buying you drinks, and soon, although you aren't sure how soon, you are piss drunk, and haveing a great time.
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(OOC)
I'll drive around and try to lose them. If they're still on my tail I'll hit the nitros.
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Even as you pull out and pour on the gas the van keeps right with you, hitting your own personal 'go-baby-go' button and turning on the giggle-juce gives you a slow walk away, but with a slight loss to mobility the van is still following you. <Drive Test> <3 sucesses> You can hear (barely) over the revving of the enginge, and the squealing of the tires a siren in the distance.
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(OOC)
Lose 'em! Allocate combat combat pool for driving (if I'm able, I don't remember if you can).
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Okay, time to pull some dangerous and crazy (fast and furious style) manuveres to get some more room. (sory, no combat pool for driveing, only get controll pool, and you only get that if you have a VCR, Enhansipalon thingie (task pool), or an Edge for vehicle empathy. (although i did once let a decker use his math co-processer at half power and increased target numbers to assist... *shrug* but it was only once, and he was really down on his luck) anyways, let's see if thoes bastards can do 160KMPH. <Drive Test Aceleration> Use NOS (3 Dice) (use Combat pool at 1/3 Power) +50% SpeedCurrently the tac is pegged at 8K RPM, and your heads up display tells you that you are going 168 KMPH. the Van isn't keeping up. Your car can't take much more of this before it starts to show some extra signs of wear and tear though. <Stress Points = 2> out of the corner of your eye you notice that you passed a loanstar patrole car. it's going to take him a long time to catch up at this speed, but he defenitly noticed you, and lit up his light bar.
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(OOC)
Can't maintain top speed without the thing blowing up on me. I'll take some turns and stuff, since I probably have a better accelleration rating. I'll take a Hide action.
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<Drive Test> okay, you use your speed to get some space, and then pull a couple of turns at random intervals to gain some room, when you think the coast is clear you pull into an available surburbian zone, and pull into an empty driveway, kill the enginge, and turn off the headlights while ducking into the passanger seat. the only sound is the beating of your heart, and the tickeling sound made from a really hot enginge. it wasn't untill right now that you realised that you really have to pee.
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(ooc) any other exits
there mignt be an employee emergency exit inside the storage closet, but you can't see it from the entrance. your best guess is that the only exit is the one with all the cops standing in it.
*using the door way for cover casts thunderclap at the gang that are trying to riob the place pumping half My dice in for secuss saving the rest for resisting drain*
Okay, your nice loud bang sends a cuncussive blast through the store, throwing soy chips, customers, loanstar, and hoolums everywhere. Most everyone is knocked off their feet, and everyone stops shooting. <resist drain><Light Mental Wound>
(if it looks safe will ask a hearth spirt to unlock the med supply room and get the supplys i was sent for )
The medical suply room is already opened by the Runners, in fact, one of them was useing the doorway there as cover. the Runner inside the room is still there, but he's knocked down right now. (dosn't mean he can't get back up though) people are groaning and starting to get up. Oh, and your Hearth spirit is getting weaker and weaker because it's domain is being destroyed.
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I'll see if I can crash in the back room and sleep this off... or maybe see if some young and nubile lady will let me sleep it off at her place.
Whatever happens, I'm going to try to hang onto my credstick. I don't want to lose that. Pants = okay, credstick = no.
;D
<charisma test> The hero status works well for you, you wake up in the back of the club next morning, no pants, but your credstick gripped tightly in your hand. there is a trashy red bra there, but you don't know where your pants are.
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I won't worry about that. I'll sling the trashy red bra over my shoulder and go up to the front without pants.
"Hey, Freddy. Can you give me a lift back to my place? It appears that I lost some clothing over the course of the night
He agrees and takes you home. (and gives you a pillow to hold in your lap for the trip over there.)
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I'll go into my apartment, take a shower, and then go to sleep.
(Try and sleep off the hangover)
Okay, You awaken several hours later, wishing you were dead. you feel dehydrated like you just walked accrost the dryest desert on the planet, while walking on your tounge. oh, and you ache like you just got chopped up, put back together, and then toped it off with a night of bindge drinking. <Three boxes stun damage> you are at moderate mental wounds.
THE PHONE RINGS!!! <use all combat pool to resist dammage><Resist Dammage> by one dice
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(OOC)
I lay low and hold it, but if I can't hold it I'll pee in a big gulp cup or empty water bottle or something. I'll wait about 20 minutes then I'll poke my head up to look around a bit. Good thing I have tinted windows.
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Okay, you almost drip pee on your hands as you try to get it into the top of a water bottle. <quickness test> but you make it okay. you are glad that you had the one leater to drink earlyer instead of the wussy little 6 oz drink, kuz you almost fill it up before you are done. ... now if you could only find the lid... it takes a small eternity for the 20 minutes to go by. you find yourself holding your breath every time something flys over or drives by. (although that's not a bad idea anyways, because your car interior dosn't smell too good, you'll have to go get some little christmas tree air fresheners later to get rid of the salty urin aroma you are cultivateing now) when 20 minutes finally ticks by, you peek your head up. no cars on the street, but a house accrost the street two doors down on the left has it's lights on. you are pretty sure that they were off when you pulled up.
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I'll drag myself across the floor, get something (probably water) to drink, and call for the telecom to pick up.
Do I have any of those pain pills from last night left over?
while you are looking for something to put water into the telcom comes on at an increadably high volume. it dosn't help that the voice on the line is the loudest person you know. and it dosn't help that there is troll thrash playing in the background, and it dosn't help that he's yelling to be heard over it. you can see his smile even without looking at the screen. and if you haven't guessed it yet, you are talking (getting yelled at?) by MFI, your Fixer. the only elf that can smile and shout at the same time. your head really hurts. "HEY HOW YA' DOING? YOU LOOK LIKE HELL! CAN YOU HEAR ME? DO I NEED TO SPEAK UP? I SAID HOW ARE YOU? [size=10]CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?[/size] OH, HEY, THAT WAS LOUD. ANYWAYS, I GOT A JOB FOR YOU. A JOB LEADING TO ANOTHER JOB. A JOB THAT WILL GET YOU ENOUGH MONEY TO BUY SOME PANTS. NICE BRA BY THE WAY. IT INVOLVES TRACKING DOWN A NON-COMBATANT CORP WAGESLAVE, AND CONVINCEING HIM TO HELP US. YOU IN? I'LL GIVE YOU 10K IF YOU CAN DO IT, AND THE FOLLOWING RUN IS LOOKING INTO THE SIX FIGURES. WHAT DO YOU SAY? WHAT? I CAN'T HEAR YOU! ARE YOU OKAY? WHY ARE YOU HOLDING YOUR HEAD LIKE THAT? YOU'D HEAR BETTER IF YOU TOOK YOUR HANDS OFF OF YOUR EARS! ARE YOU CRYING?[/b]
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[ok grab the meds i need and look for the nearest exit away from lonestar
Okay useing your distraction to the best of it's ability you run to the pharmacy, jump over the runner that's prone there, and are confronted with a wall of little jars that you have no idea what most of them are. <int. check> Looking arround you find what you think are anti-biotics, name brand something or other in a huge 8,000 qty pill case, and you see some other stuff that looks like it might contain alo, but you don't reconise the name. you are still missing a few things on the list. behind you (through the doorway to the pharmacy, the runner is getting to his knees, and you can hear the loanstar outside shouting something to each other. you can't quite make it out (your ears are still ringing a little bit from the blast earlyer) but you are almost posative that it at least rhymes with 'geek the mage'
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(OOC)
What time is it in game?
Are just the porch lights on or is the whole house lit up? If the latter, can I see shadows in the windows?
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It's almost midnight. and it's not the porch lights, it's only the inside lights from one of the rooms, and looking... <Int. Check> Hmmm... that could have been the curtan moveing right there... or was it the wind... looks kind of like the window is closed...
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[ok grab the meds i need and look for the nearest exit away from lonestar
Okay useing your distraction to the best of it's ability you run to the pharmacy, jump over the runner that's prone there, and are confronted with a wall of little jars that you have no idea what most of them are. <int. check> Looking arround you find what you think are anti-biotics, name brand something or other in a huge 8,000 qty pill case, and you see some other stuff that looks like it might contain alo, but you don't reconise the name. you are still missing a few things on the list. behind you (through the doorway to the pharmacy, the runner is getting to his knees, and you can hear the loanstar outside shouting something to each other. you can't quite make it out (your ears are still ringing a little bit from the blast earlyer) but you are almost posative that it at least rhymes with 'geek the mage'
time to get while the getting is good out the back)
Okay, grabbing the stuff that looks right to you, you hop over the crouching form of the shadowrunner as he's shakeing his head leapfrog style, pushing him back down to the ground once you pop back into the store proper, loanstar, once again getting their bareings, and never wanting to shy away from a fight desides that the best cource of action at this point is to contain and eliminate the possibly hostile force inside the store, and open up a nice cover pattern of gunfire. moving through the store will now be extreamly difficult. currently you have cover from the cleark's counter but between you and the storage room exit (that you hope is there, you never actually got arround to checking) is a nice turn and a half of open space filled with the ocasionall bullet.
(ok are they fireing around counter hight )
They are filling the air with bullets, and there are lots of them. i believe the term is 'cover fire'. The bullets are all over the place, if you aren't ducking for cover, you are probibly going to get hit.
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I'll drag myself to wherever there is water, and then drink all of it.
*holding head*
"Yeah, I'm in, let me find some pants... and some asprin. Where do you want me to meet you?"
You find the sink faucet, and stick your head under the faucet and start drinking that, makeing a mess on the floor, and tasteing something nasty and metallic as you wrap your lips arround the airator.
"HAHAHA You alwies were a kidder! that's why i keep useing you! well, that, and the fact that you come cheap! but not as cheap as that red bra! HAHAHA I'm just kidding! Seriously though, you want some asprin? i just picked up a whole drugstore! oh wait,... that was from you... oh, and i already sold it. *shrug* how about this, the guy that i sold the drugs to runs a shop, go visit him, and he'll give you some asprin, and a name of someone to help us out on this one. we could probibly use a good healer, or well, at least someone who knows their way arround a medkit. am i talking too loud? does it seem like the volume is broken... is it too soft? i could turn it up? no? okay. anyways, get some support there, and then meet me here at Gravity-Plex-9000, they give you thease cool boots that let you walk on walls! i'll be at upside down table # 4. " With that a fax comes through giveing directions and an address of a street doc near redmons.
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I'll hang up the telecom, drink a lot more water, go 'relieve' myself in the bathroom, then find some pants, go outside and drive my car to this street doc's place.
Oh, and I'll find some sunglasses. And maybe a hat that shades my eyes. And a coat.
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{i cast armour on my self all dice to resit drain }
{ooc how far is the soy store room from the counter)
Okay, you get a slight glow from your armor (that would be easyer to see if you were invisable) it's not a strong resistance, but you don't take any drain from it. (but if someone is looking at you in the astrial, you'll be nice and lit up.) anyways, you got about 30 yards of hell to the soy storage room.
(I wait for a let up in the fire than crawl asshole and elbows to the storeroom hugging the floor}
crawling as fast as i can hugging the floor I make my way to the soy closet hugging the floor as close as i can
Okay, with the cover fire you still have to resist some gunshots, but i'll give you a bonus for trying to stay as low as possible, and your invisability will help a little. <Resist Dammage><Use Entire combat pool><Dammage=Null>Okay, you get shot up a little bit, but mostly your wardrobe just gets a couple of holes in it. nothing connects solidly with meat. However, you do notice that it's not too tough to slide allong the floor, because it's covered with leaking soy-soda (all fifteen flavors) grease from the salty soy stuffer chips, grease from the leaking deep fat fryer (for the soy dogs) and something that's dripping out of the front of the microwave that you can't quite identify. Your dry-cleaner is going to hate you.
You get to the suply closet and duck inside. their is a roof access hatch with a lock on it, and some extra packages of the new popular nerps flavored soy chips, but no other exits.
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(OOC)
I'll turn on the engine and roll outta here, no loud revving or anything...gotta make it seem casual. I'll wait till I'm halfway into the street to turn my headlights on, cuz if I did that in the driveway the white garage door would probably light up all bright from it.
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You get half a brownie-point for thinking of the garage door. Your car sounds terrible as you start it up. it sounds like you have burned up the valves a little bit, and there's a suspicious looking spot on the driveway when you pull away. keeping the RPM's as close to 1K as possible you idle your way out of the neighborhood, and out onto normal streets as you turn on your headlights. it's almost midnight. the smell of your bottle of urin is stinking up the car, and your skin is covered with a cold sweat.
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*I go out thru the hatch
staying low* make my way on to the roof checking for escape routs
There is a lock on the hatch.
*with so much gun fire going of I shoot the lock off with my thunderbolt
and POP goes the lock. okay, you are up on the roof now. there are cops out front all over the place, and no good ways down. there is a neon sign teletype on the back of the neon sigh, so you could make it say rude things, but that's about it.
* ok what all can i see over the back side of the building
it's about twelve feet to the next rooftop, or eighteen feet to a dumpster filled whith who knows what. it's got a think layer of snow on top of it, so you can't really see the contents. there is a single loan-star officer looking arround with a flashlight. (but not up)
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(OOC)
I'll call up Svan. I need someplace to lay low for a while. I've done enough work for him so hopefully he'll accomodate me. Actually, scratch that cuz I don't want to use my phone. I'll find a pay phone and use a certified credstick so I can't be tracked.
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Okay, you call up Svan at home, and he's not sleeping (aparently someone needed some custom mods done tomorow) but he is irritable. "Look Takashi, i'm up aghinst a wall here, and i know that you've had a hard day too, and you have put one of my kids through colledge with modifications to your car (and that's a work of art i don't mind calling my own) but i'm really buisy right now working for some customers that don't want to be... well... i can't do much right now. Hey! How about this? You help me help them, and we will be done, so i can help you! I need a hard-to-find supercharger for the H-8 Military Hummer. Now, the only shop that sells them is inside the UCAS and about three days out shipping UPS, however, i just installed one in a diffrent chummer's ride, and I'm sure he wouldn't mind getting me out of a pinch. If you could go get it for me right quick, i could have this job done in an hour, and then i can see about getting you out of trouble, how's that sound amigo? here is the address if you are interested.
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"Hey Svan, I'd love to help but I'm really in a bind here. Do you have another car I can borrow for this errand? Mine's kinda...well..I pushed it a little too hard and I'm afraid any more pushing and I'll crack a piston. I can drop it off at your place or your shop or whatever. And if you wouldn't mind, don't mention my name to anybody....some people might be looking for me, so you see why I need a place to lay low. Thanks for the help bud, I'll owe you big time after this.
(OOC)
I'll glance around every now and then.
How far is Svan's chummer's place?
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Traffic is extreamly light at this hour, but there are a couple of vehicles that drive by. none of them slow down though, and you do a good job of covering your face as they pass.
"Uhh... i got the chopper, can you ride a bike? it would be tough to carry a super-charger on it... I also have the Vette', It's running, but it has open headders. *shrug* that's all i have running right now." It's about twenty five miles to Svan's 'friend's' place. about fifteen to Svan's.
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Kid:
You get out to your car, coat and hat pulled down low to keep out the cold and sunlight. (what little of it there is anyways)
as you pull out of your drive way and start driveing towards the street doc's location you notice that someone on what looks like a snowmobile is following you.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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A snowmobile? I'll pretend like I'm not paying attention to them, and then purposefully walk across the street to the Street Doc. If they follow, I'll circle the block and keep them in my field of vision.
It dosn't seem to care that you are ignoreing it. soon the sound of a revving snowmobile enginge is joined by another, and then another. suddenly pulling out of an alleyway infront of you is a large orc, aparently with voice amplification. "KILLER SNOW GOONS! AN INFINTILE HAS SOILED OUR DOMAIN! ATTACK!!!" with that he starts swinging something that looks like snow chains mixed with barbed wire arround his head.
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"As long as it's running and it's not my car it'll work. I'll be over in a few. Thanks again bud."
(OOC)
I'll head on over, but won't drive strait there. I'll take some twists and turns and keep an eye on my rear view mirror to make sure no one is following me. Once I'm comfortable I'll head over there.
Oh, and I toss the piss bottle in the trash.
(/OOC)
Okay, you make it over there without too much trouble. there is a constant trickle of steam comeing from under your hood somewhere when you arive. Svan is in the back tinkering on what apears to be a stock Milatary Hummer with a very bling-bling non-stock enginge. standing over him are several large and dark looking individuals that seem to keep to the shadows, their hands close to their waste-bands, and eyes close to you.
Svan Points to the key-rack on the wall and says "Take your Pick... (and please hurry)"
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Takashi waves to everyone "Hey guys." and heads over to the key rack and grabs the keys for the 'vette. He makes sure not to look at these shadowey guys, as they probably don't appreciate an extra person involved in this deal. "I'll be back ASAP." He gets into the 'vette and drives to get the supercharger, making sure to obey all traffic laws.
The corvette is a nice primer grey color, and it's really hard to keep the tires on the road with the ice everywhere. it's got awsome acceleration, but can't turn worth a dam unless you are going 2 KMPH and babbying the clutch. the open headders do sound cool though. you bet his neighbors hate him. driveing to the address on the paper, you come to a gated community. there is a place for a slashcard, or you can enter in a pin code. you see a rent-a-cop ride by on a bicicle looking tired, he looks at you, but it could just be the noise from your car drawing his attention.
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"Frag this!"
I'll draw my gun, and run for the entrance of the Street Doc's Place.
You hear the gunning of several enginges as you start running (a neat trick in snow) and as you pull your gun out you can hear them yelling to each other and egging themselves into a frenzy. they are going to reach you before you reach the door. and it looks like a flimsy door. <New Init.><init. Pass 11> Your turn. You are 20 yards away from the door, and the closest guy to you (the big orc) is three feet behind you. and on a snowmobile.
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(ok I take out My inflatlbe tent and my survial and cut the tent in to thick srips aproxammly three fingers in width and tie the strips together making a rope look for a spot to secure it to climb down the back and watch the star and see if he exits the ally)
The Officer in the back is looking arround, checking for 'escapeing' people from the building. (aparently he expects someone to blow a hole through the wall or something.) he's checking out the small piles of garbage on the ground and watching his back quite frequently. while watching him you slice the hell out of your inflatable tent, carefull not to hit the CO2 cartridge, and tie the ends together. you wish you paid more attention in your boyscouts classes when it comes to the knots, but you think it'll probibly hold. there is a problem though. the only good anchor point is on the front of the building on the neon sign, and your home-made rope won't get from the front to the back and to the ground. (your tent wasn't that big) and you don't really want to go down the front and land in the middle of all the star there.
(will the rope reach from the roof hatch to the back side of the roof with some left over )
it's kind of streachey... it might work. you'd guess that it would only make it half way down, but with some extra weight the material will probibly streach out a bit, and get you really close to the ground. *shrug* that's your best guess anyways.
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(OOC)
Gated community huh? I'll go find a payphone and call up Svan again and see what's up. Did he forget to mention to his friend that I was coming?
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"Uh... yea.... well... he's sort of out of town at the moment... but he is a chummer of mine... and i'm sure he wouldn't mind... i already have the replacement on order... and it'll be here before he gets back... (whispering) and i really really really need that now. i think there is a back entrance to his place allong the east side... a gate where the door stays open, but it's at a wierd angle to traffic or something... or perhaps it's just a connecting park for people to walk through... but you don't need a code to get through. i'm sure you could get in through threre.
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ok I tie it to the lock hasp on the hatch then cast stunbolt all diec in sucesses at the cop throw rope over and snniy down
Okay, you throw all your dice into makeing the star count sheep. <Deadly +1 Stunn> and you think you see a little bit of blood trickle out of his ears as he collapses. <Resist Drain><Light mental wound> your head spinns for a second after casting the spell. before the officer even has time to finnish makeing a dent in the snow you throw your makeshift rope over the edge, haveing secured the other end to the handle of the roof access previously. the rope reaches a little better than half way down, leaveing a short 10' drop to the icey ground. as you test the knot by putting some weight on it, the makeshift rope streaches a little bit because of the polimer content of the tent used to create it. swinging out over the side of the building and putting more weight on it, the bottom of the rope gets a full 1' closer to the ground just from the slack streached out of your rope. as you start to climb down you get just far enough below the ledge to where you can't see the roof when you feel the rope begin to streach even more under your weight, and the weight of all the equipment you are carrying. you check the closest knot to you for a full half-second before you realise that the extra streacheyness of the rope is going to do bad things to you knots. that's the last thing that you think of before your fear turns into a sort of weightless happyness. it's oddly comical to see the rope infront of you slingshot it's way into the heavens as the cold air rushes past your ears and the ground decides to greet you. <Use all combat pool><Moderate Physical Wound> You feel sore in a large number of ways as you lay on the ground looking at the snow falling slowly toward your face. your back is very cold, your butt hurts, your head hurts, and right about now you are wondering if you picked up any pain pills in that little snatch n' grab you pulled a few minutes ago.
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(occ that wa a slight miss caculation :ic:
I get up carefully make my wa to far end of the back of the building and look carefuly around the edge if the coasst is clear)
You limp over to the edge of the next alleyway, holding your sore butt with one hand, and carrying your armload of drugs in the other. there is an officer in this alleyway, but he's not looking your dirrection. from the mouth of that alley you can see the lights from the midnight sun lamps mounted on the star's vehicles illuminateing the street. the back alley runs further down, behind the next row of buildings. there is nothing there but some dumsters, a fire escape that's been pryed open to let vandils tag stuff near the roof, and some rats to keep you from going that dirrection.
(ok i put the drugs in my rucksack and goes to the oppsite side and look carefully)
Okay, you jam down the alleyway and duck out into the main street a couple of buildings down. you can still see the commotion infront of the shack, but no one is screaming after you. it apears you have gotten off scott free! congradulations!
when get back to friends place I use the heal spel to treat My wounds
(ok hed back to My street doc friend
<Heal: target three boxes><use half spell pool> <Sucess!> <Resist Drain><Use half spell pool><Light Mental Wound>You are now at two boxes of mental dammage. heading back to your streetdoc you notice a large moveing van infront of his shop. some large ghetto looking orcs are going back and forth carrying boxes of medical equipment that look to have been hastely packed.
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I'll dive out of the way first, and then turn and try and blow the fragger off the snowmobile.
Hopefully they won't run over me as I'm lying in the snow killing them.
you fire one of your few remaining shots at the snow goon. <modified for movement><Deadly Wound> Your shot blows through the front windshield of the snowmobile, hitting the driver square in the chest, and popping out his back with a red mushroom cloud. You are very glad that you have the AV ammo in there, but you are wondering right about now how many shots you have left. the snowmobile stalls as it's driver falls off the back in a twisted looking heap. the shouts and enginge noises from the other dirrection increase in tempo as their ringleader goes down. <new init. pass> <Turn 9> your turn. you are prone.
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Try to get up and keep running.
Maybe they won't chase me if they see I can frag them. Maybe?
You get up and turn arround, only to find that the two snow goons behind you have now gotten themselfes between you and the doctor's office. they look quite angry, and are brandishing makeshift clubs, wrapped in un-hypoalogenic materials, that may have come off of the perimiter of a milatary compound." <New Init. Pass> <Pass 11> Your turn.
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walk up look for the doc whats up doc
The Doctor is near the back of the truck. aparently dirrection the orcs as to where everything should go.
"Put that there, and thease boxes go over with the cyberware extraction tools... and... Oh Hello! you are back! Good news! Out of the blue i get a call from this guy i know from forever ago, he offers me a recently liquidated stockpile of medical equipment! all i have to do is a small favor for him! you are going to laugh when you hear what it is! All he wanted was a NAME of someone that was a decent doctor, looking for work, and willing to brave the hardships presented by the redmond barrens! so guess who i recomended?"
cool Doc need Me to tag along
"Errr... Yes... About that... You see, i would go myself, but what with the new equipment for my shop, and the increase in paitent wait-times,... i wasn't soo much looking to have you tag allong, as perhaps looking to have you owe me a favor... He did say something about it paying well..."
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I'll point the gun at them, and brandish it threateningly
"What the frag do you want from me? Leave me the frag alone!"
...while running to take cover behind the damaged snowmoblie, of course.
You get behind the stalled snowmobile just in time to have it take some of the impact of the drive (slide?) by attacks. <Resist Dammage><Use Half Combat Pool> <No Dammage Taken> <Resist Dammage> <Use Remaining Combat Pool><Light Physical Wound> As they pass you they attempt to pummel you into dust, only succeeding in mostly pummeling the stalled snow mobile, and hitting you with the rebounds. (but it still hurts) <Init. Pass 1> Your turn.
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"You know what it is you're asking me to do right? There are people looking for me as we speak and you want me to do this? Plus, how the heck am I supposed to remove a supercharger without any tools and carry it all the way back to the car? Unless you happened to have left a spare toolbox in the trunk...then this could fall together."
"Well, I wasn't going to have to remove the supercharger so much as... well... the whole hummer... he keeps a key under sunvisor on the passingers side. i'll remove the charger, leave the hood up untill the new one arives, put the new one in, and drop it off before he gets back. any property dammage you do getting in, i'll just add nitrus oxide or something to calm him down. and I wouldn't put you in this situation, if it wasn't the only way to get myself out so i could help you. ... i'll owe you tripple big time. all the repair work on your ride?, Done. new plates and paint job? Done. you want that color changeing paintjob? you can have a dragon flying circles while you sit in traffic. kids for miles arround will crap their pants when they see how fly i make your ride after this. but i know you are on the lam... if you don't want to do it you don't have to... but i may not be arround to help you out...
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I'll run for the door while they have to circle back around.
Once they start to gain on me, I'll aim and fire at one of them.
You run for the door once again, arriveing at it moments before the snow goons catch up to you, Yanking the door open you find... that it's locked. there is a call box button and a security camera that looks like it's lense has been spraypainted over a couple of times. Spinning arround you take aim and fire at the closer of the two goons. <Target Numbers Modified for running><Target numbers modified for moveing target><Target Numbers modified for current injury level><Use Half Combat Pool><Serious Wound> You hit hit him in the chest, missing the snow mobile all together, but he's still almost on top of you. <New Initive Pass><Turn 10> Your move.
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got you Doc slot Me the adddress I got time to grab a bite a quick nap?
"Oh, no address necessary, he said he would get you the best team money could buy, and have them come here to pick you up. Or was it 'the best money your team could buy'... or was it 'the best team that small ammounts of money could buy? i'm not sure. he did say it rather fast, but he was most charming about it. i'm sure he was just jokeing. anyways, yea, you can have a nice nap in the second operateing room... the paitent there isn't scheduled to wake up for another five days. (Got a super-thyroid gland installed, had to remove her whole neck...)
ok grab a bit to eat and sleep fpr 2 hours
You wake up the next morning next to a woman in chyro-sleep with tubes pokeing into her neck from every dirrection, almost covering her face, and the sounds of gunfire combined with what could only be a dirtbike race.
ok get up ready my pistol and investagate
You grab your gear and walk arround a bit... the noises of pain and death seem to be comeing from outside the shop. the door is securly locked and barred, but the doctor is nowhere to be seen. (perhaps he had to make a house call?)
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"Well since you worked on the ride, how do I get into the car? It is a MilSpec Humvee afterall. And how do you propose I get it out of the community? The guards at the front might have an issue."
"Well, it's got bullet proof glass, but he was haveing trouble with the back window (someone shot it out) and even though the bullet proof glass is replaced, the lock is a little worse for wear, so climb in the back, get the key, and start er' up... as for getting out... just follow another car out or,... well, it IS a Hummer. you could probibly drive through the little park thingie you walk in through... or just go through a wall. thing is as good as a tank.
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"Ok then, if everything goes as planned I'll see you in a bit."
(OOC)
I'll wipe the phone off with a hankercheif, and do the same with the places I touched on the car, and be pretty thorough about it.
I'll go ahead and survey the area, trying to keep outta site. I'll look for that back way in and look to see what's between the gate and the house if I can. I'll try and find an inconspicuous spot to park the car, as it'll be sitting here for a little bit.
Can you describe what it looks like between where I parked, the back entrance, and the way up to the house?
(/OOC)
There is indeed an open 'park' thing with a twisting walkway, two foot deep stream (with a pretty waterfall on the north side) some zen-garden style rocks, and a turnstyle gate that would be tough to take much more than a bicicle through. the park is about 60 yards accrost, and there is a parking lot for a closed bookstore accrost the way. (that's where you park the corvette) up to the house is a couple blocks of surburbia cookie-cutter homes at their best. each house is identical, and one of three colors. each house has a two car garage, a mailbox, a tree, a shrub, and a poarch swing. almost every house is dark, except for the security lights allong the driveways, and a motion activated light at the front poarch. you would be hard pressed to find cover on the streets, although you could try dashing from tree to tree. (but they really aren't that big, the trees are big enough to climb, but not big enough to stand behind without being noticed, unless you were exactly on the opposite side of them, and had your hands down by your side. (although the dark of night would probibly increase their consealability factor a bit.) the security guards are makeing their rounds on bikes, armed with only flashlights and walkie talkies as far as you can tell. they look moderatly board, mostly cold, but nonetheless alert. you have about five minutes after a guard passes out of sight before the next one rounds the bend.
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I'll dive out of the way.
Without remembering how many shots I have left in the gun, I need to conserve ammo.
(OOC: I think you would have been better off 'conserveing ammo' back when there was still ammo to conserve in your gun. how are you at useing melee weapons picked up from ex-snow goons?)
You Dive out of the way, being missed compleatly by the snow-goon you shot (he aparently is distracted by that big hole in his chest) but the other one lands a nice crack that loosens up a few of your ribs, and takes little barb wire sized peaces out of your back. <Use all remaining dice to resist dammage><Light Wound> <New Init.> <Pass 8> Your Turn.
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(OOC)
So 60 yards through the park, and then how far to get to the target house?
(/OOC)
about four and a half blocks of open teritory. and sec. guards every five minutes. (four blocks is about a mile) ... his house would have to be one of the ones furthest away from the park wouldn't it?
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I'll try and tackle the only goon I haven't injured yet off the bike.
I know it's a long shot, but since I'm out of ammo, and I forgot to pick up an extra clip when I was home, I'm in drek.
(OOC: <Pulls out tape recorder>"Note to self: Going into a fight with three guys and only two bullets is a bad idea. restock on ammo next time i'm near walmart.") LOL
Okay, you attempt the most John-Woo move you can imagine, jumping up and kicking the snow goon in the face as he trys to run you over with his snowmobile, or hit you with his club if you dive out of the way. you suddenly are wishing there was a news crew arround to watch this. <Atheletics test (Jump)> <Unarmed attack><Knockdown> ...
well, two out of three ain't bad.
You Jump into the air and get ready to kick him in the face, when you discover that you made a slight miscalculation in the speed of the snow goon. but all is not lost! you still end up running into his face, but it's more with your knee and stomach. <Light Wound> the snow goon resists being knocked off his slead though, you are mostly, at this point, sitting in his lap as he yells something ferral at you. lucky for you though, he can't see where he is going, and he's too buisy holding on to the snowmobile to hit you with his club. unfortunatly for you, he seems to be accelerateing.
<new inititive pass> <Pass #8> Your turn.
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I remove the bar and unlock the door gun at the ready
You take three deep breaths, get ready to open the door, and *whump* ... there is something blocking the door from opening. looking through the eyehole you can't see anything, but something is deffenitly there.
ok shoot the hinges off one side top and bottom and reload
Kind of hard on your friends property aren't you? <BANG> <BANG> <BANG> the door hinges splinter and pop as you unload a clip of ammo into them, destroying the wood frame and blowing the hinges clear. the door leans like a listing ship and the support structure disentagrates. following that, you re-load, and get ready to push through what is left of your friends door.
ok pull the door remains away and take stock of sit Seeing the elf behind the attacking goon I shoot the goon in the back
Actually, when you open the door you see a black elf on top of a snow goon, beating the crap out of him with his bare hands. the snow goon has a club like object (a street sign pole wrapped with razor wire and the like) out too one side, but he's haveing a difficult time getting it to bare on the elf sitting on his chest. there is another goon driveing down the street, headding dangerously close to the wall of a building. he seems to be fighting with his headgear. you can't shoot at either the elf of the goon without a chance of hitting the other one. they are just too close. you could shoot at bouth of them, or perhaps fire into the air to get their attention, but just picking off one of them is going to be really tough.
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I'll try and grab his scarf/mask/goggles and roll off the side of the snowmobile.
Maybe I can run while he's putting his head back on straight.
Okay, grabbing all of the snowgear arround his head/ neck area you do a rolling bail off of the side of the snowmobile. <Resist Dammage><Use Half Combat pool><Light wound> the track on the back of the snowmobile runs over your leg. The Goon on the snowmobile continues to drive crookedly down the street trying to streighten his headgear as you lay in his tracks. The other goon, haveing parked his snowmobile infront of the door is walking towards you, one hand on his chest, the other brandishing his homemade club. he looks quite angry.
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(OOC)
I'll sneak through the park to the nearest house, and watch for security measures (motion detectors, lights, etc). Once there I'll hide behind a bush or something and watch the security guards some more, specifically looking for patterns while checking the time. Maybe there'll be a guard who takes a break or a shift change or something (and thus removing himself from the patrol temporarily)
If they catch me, I'll tell them that I just got really pissed at my girl and wanted to take a walk through the park to blow some steam off. If they further question me, then I'll...decide...to uhh...we'll get there when we get there ;)
(/OOC)
You get through the park, keeping more to the shadowed trees than to the lighted walkway. the first house, like all of the other identical houses here has one shrubbery bush, 20" X 20" X 20", one tree; no leaves, and a poarch light motion detector, that'll probibly go off if you get within 10' of the walkway. you can kind of hunker-down by the shrubbery, but you notice a nice footprint trail through the freshly fallen snow right from the park to your current location. as the first guard passes he dosn't seem to notice it, but you don't know how long your luck will hold out like that. the next guard is due in five minutes.
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I'll throw my gun at him.
Hopefully it'll hit, and even if it doesn't, I'll tackle his sorry hoop to the ground.
<CRACK!> Holy Cow! This snow goon must have been the star of his grade school softball team before he dropped out. He swings his makeshift bat and your makeshift throwing weapon, and the two connect. it's not going to clear the back wall of the park, but it is flying off somewhere. the snow goon smiles and pulls a 'babe ruth' by putting the bat down by his side and shielding his eyes to watch your gun soar through the air. you can almost hear him chuckle as you plow into his chest. <Use Half Combat Pool><Moderate stun wound> you knock the wind out of him as you bouth land in a heap on the snow. <new Init.> <Pass 6> Your Turn.
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casts stun bolt on the goon wrestling with the black elf
You concentrate on the snow goon underneath the elf <Serious Wound, Mental> steam pours from his ears as his brain goes into overload. <Resist Drain><Use all dice> <Sucess!> The snow goon is still there, but he's certanly seen better days.<New Initive> <Turn 10> Your turn.
walks over to the elf and asses the elf
you look at the elf carefully. he's quite beat up, and unarmed. although if he really tryed, he could probibly pick up that makeshift club thingie that the snow goon was useing. at this point though, he's just looking very tired.
excuse Me you look to be in need of aid Might I be of assitancetance
You heard him kid. you can respond however you want.
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I'll punch him in the fraggin throat!
As you punch him in the throat,<Moderate Wound, stun> you hear chanting comeing from the doorway that you were trying to get through. steam pours from the snowgoons ears, and you give him a strong left cross, at that point, he starts to stare off to your right and lays very, very still. <New Initive pass> <Turn 8> Your turn.
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(OOC)
Is there a way to sneak around the back of the houses?
(/OOC)
An Interesting Idea! there are fences, but you could just spend some quality time working on your fence climbing skill and go from backyard to backyard. you don't know what kind of backyard security everyone has, but it's probibly likely that one or two of thease people will have dogs. ... although it is snowing, perhaps all the dogs are inside? and how many people would have motion detectors in the backyard?
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(OOC)
Sweet!, I'll try and rip a small branch from the bush to kinda sweep over my tracks a little bit so it doesn't look as obvious. Then I'll swing around the back of a house and try and take a peek over the fence, sticking to the shadows as best as I can.
(/OOC)
The best you get is a lumpy path where your footprints were. it's not as good as fresh fallen snow... but unless they are looking for you, it'll probibly work. peaking over the side of this house, you have to jump up the fence a little bit. it's a 8' high wood post fence, knocking the snow off of the top you check for razer wire and the like and are delighted to find that there isn't any there. the backyard has a spa, a bbq thingie, and a hammoc. all covered with snow. there are some small trees and a patio cover, but you don't see any motion detectors. there is also a planter on the inside, that'll make it easyer to jump into the next yard.
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(OOC)
How many houses to go till I get go my destination?
(/OOC)
You can't really tell without looking at the front of the street, but you'd guess that you'll have to go through about fifteen backyards, and then you can cut accrost the street to get to the street you want to get to, and perhaps another ten or so from there. barring unexpected circumstances.
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(OOC)
Alrighty, I guess I'll hop to it. I'll keep as quiet as possible as to not wake up any slumbering home owners. ;)
Oh, and keep my hood over my head to hide my face as best as possible.. just in case.
(/OOC)
You have a hood? i thought you were still wearing your buisness suit from the office earlyer. *shrug* okay. you scramble up the side of the fence <athletics test><stealth test> Well. it's not the prettyest fence hopping you've ever done. you end up doing kind of a pull up / roll over thing, almost landing you on your head on the other side. however, you do avoid ripping your pants, so that's good. the house is dark, and the backyard is quiet. you scamper quickly accrost to the next house, and it's back yard is almost identical. (there's not hammic) so you hop over that wall (with the help of the planter much easyer) and go into the next wall. this one has a rose garden next to the fence. it's covered with snow, but you can still see the thorns.
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(OOC)
I figured that if I were working after hours I wouldn't be wearing a suit, and since it's cold I'd probably be wearing a big sweater or something, but you know company policy better than I do. ;)
Any way to get up around the bush?
(/OOC)
Okay, for arguments sake, and because it is snowing, you had a hooded sweatshirt in your original car, that you are wearing over your two peace suit from the office. (and the shoes look good, but do nothing for extra traction in the snow) note to self: get better climbing boots.
if you stood up on the wall, you could jump out into the middle of the yard over the rosebushes, but you are going to have to do something to get past the other edge of roses, perhaps throwing your jacket over it like it was barbwire, or useing the hammoc somehow. (this one has a hammoc again. aparently there was a neighborhood sale on the things.)
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Yeah, I could definitely use some help. I came to see a street doc, because I heard he knew someone who would be able to help me find a friend of mine.
*rolls shoulder in the socket, knowing it'll hurt tomorrow*
Oh, and if you have some painkillers or a resident mage healer, I'd be happy to use thier services.
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well good elf come on inside you have found all you seek
you May call Me Sam
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(OOC)
If I throw my coat over the bush to climb on top of the fence, am I able to reach back and grab it before I jump into the next yard?
(/OOC)
You take some of the rosebush with you as you pull up your jacket back over the next fence with you. and perhaps leave a little of your coat behind, but other than that you have sucesfully navagated into the next yard! this one has a pool! (much to the envy of all of their neighbors no doubt) there is a normal fence into the next yard. skirting arround the edges of the empty pool you climb up the wall and peek into the next yard. it's quite a bit more tore up than the previous yards, and there is a large snow-covered dog house. the snow is un-molested though, so it looks like the dog is probibly inside or something.
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Thanks, Sam. My friends call me the Jazzman.
*get up and go inside before the other fraggin snow goon comes around*
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go inside prop door up to keep out the cold and put bar back
then treat what can with medkit then cast heal on Jazzman
jazz holds for Me while i work (hands jazz his thunderbolt)
heres two clips of gel rounds there should Be two bursts left in the thunderbolt there still that one goon left and i cant patch you and shoot
{as you watch Me work I am dressed somewhat stylish is slate grey outfit with a long coat on
I stand around 2 metters tall thin build red hair ) you are forutne that the dark father saw fit for Me to rest here tonight
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*takes the gun with wide eyes* Uh... okay. Is this a cop gun?
*slides both clips into pockets*
(uh... Mercy, didn't you blow off the hinges on the door to get out?)
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cops do use them Jazz but if you know who to talk to you can get them
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(ooc) Useing his first aid skill, and the medical supplies there at the street doc's lab, you (kid) of two boxes of dammage (physical)
(useing his heal wounds spell you get the rest of your life back. (except the stunn, that's still there)
Mercy: you don't take any dammage from the drain. you used all your dice to resist it.
-Ruski
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(OOC)
How long ago did it last snow?
(/OOC)
It's still lightly snowing.
been doing so for the better part of three days or so. on and off.
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(OOC)
So if there were a dog in the dog house, and he just went in there recently, about how long would it take for the snowfall to cover up his tracks?
(/OOC)
well, you aren't a weatherman, but you'd guess that it'd probibly be easy to spot the trappings of a dog wandering about if it had been within the last hour at soonest. you suddenly wish that you were back playing DnD with raymond from the office. you only played it once (because you lost a bet) but you had been an elf that could track animals or something like that... you wish you had thoes skills now. you also wish that raymond wasn't dead. *shrug* while you are wishing though, you might as well wish that you still had a job, your favorite boss wasn't dead, you weren't framed for his murder, you weren't climbing through rosebushes to go steal a hummer, and that it wasn't snowing. ... you sigh and look some more at the torn up yard... do thoes tracks look recent? they all seem to be filled with quite a bit of snow... but thoes ones... perhaps they are just close to the wall and the wall made it so that the snow didn't cover them as well... hmmm... yea. defenitly at least more than an hour old. or a day.
week?
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I'll go ahead and holster Sam's gun in my holster and look around the office as he patches me up.
"So... you know MFI? He didn't tell me who to look for specifically."
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never heard of him but the doc is a chummer of mine
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and he mention Me doing a favor for some in exchange for the medical supplys
so why this MFI think I could assit you
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(OOC)
Did Raymond happen to give me a bag of his cheezy snacks earlier?
(/OOC)
No. but you do have a trendy-energy bar with 0 carbs and all natural ginsing in your pocket that cost you 12Y from a week ago.
(we will just call it NERPS flavor)
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(OOC)
Ok, bar in hand I'll quietly lower myself into the yard and (as far away from the dog house as possible), I'll sneak across to the next yard.
(/OOC)
Okay, you keep as far from the doghouse as possible. you get to the next wall, it's a big jump like the first one, and you can kind of see something of a workbench and toolshead in the next yard.
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(OOC)
Any recent movment in the yard?
(/OOC)
You hop up and down for a bit trying to get a better look into the next yard. it looks to be mostly still covered with snow. no footprints back and forth like the ones behind you. (that end at your feet)
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Yeah... I don't know what MFI's original intent was... but here I am, and you're here, so we can go and find the other guy... the one we're supposed to track down and meet with.
You got a phone? I'll call him and see what's up.
*call MFI*
MFI's face fills up the whole screen of the pocket secertary."This is MFI! Oh Hey Amigo! so, have you found your better half? well, other half of the team anyways. we'll save who's better for later. LOL Oh! i seem him there! Hello! you two going to come meet me now? it's soooo much fun hanging arround upside down here! I think that i'm going to have all my meets take place here! LOL anyways, i hope to see you soon! Oh, and don't wear a dress, being upside down does bad things to that sort of clothing, and i don't want to know you guys that well! LOL
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(OOC)
Ok, into the next yard! I'll pocket the Nerps bar.
(/OOC)
Okay, you grab the top of the wall and drag yourself over the edge. you wonder why everyone made their backyard walls so tall. they must all really hate their neighbors to want so badly to avoid looking at them. the shead is unlocked, but closed, and the work bench, like most of the yard, has a fine layer of snow on it. you can see the lumps that can only be tools outlined in relief on it's surface. you hope he kept the warranty card for thoes, because they aren't going to work well come spring. the next yard is filled with cages. although they all seem empty. aparently thease people breed rabbits or something, the yard is literally strewn with them, the snow makeing the hole patters seem thicker somehow. the wall to the next yard is slightly shorter. only a 6' wall this time.
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(OOC)
I'll keep going, keeping my guard up.
Are you gonna do this house by house? You like watching me be paranoid don't you? You sadistic bastard!! I mean that in a good way, btw ;)
(/OOC)
the next three houses have nothing of intrest in their back yards. one had some trees, the next another pool, drained, the third had a softball set with a computer thingie to let you pretend to play baseball on a big field while staying in your own backyard. (but it was deactivated, covered with snow, and would probibly wake up the owners if you turned it on) however, the next house had a bit of a suprise. there was a spa, and inside the spa, were two people. they were kind of distracted at the moment, but you are pretty sure that climbing over the wall next to them might catch their attention. you slide down the wall, with your back pressed to the cold brick. who goes into a spa when it's snowing?
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well Jaz how we getting there (puts 500y in the docks desk with a not for the door will explain later ) I dont drive you got wheels or we can grab one of thoose snowmoblies oh you can return undertaker to Me
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Undertaker? You named your gun?
*pass the gun back over, along with clips*
Well, do you have any dramamine or anything in her to get rid of motion sickness? Cause we're going to need it where we're going.
Stupid fragging meeting places.
Oh, and we can drive my car. Or if mine is out of order, we can borrow one. I don't have the winter clothes to drive a snowmobile, even if I felt the need or knew how.
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sure here you go and i dont think thoose guys will mind you borrowing thier clothes
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I prefer clothes of people that I haven't beaten up or killed.
Kinda like the karma of a rabbit's foot. It didn't do the rabbit much good, did it?
It's Null sweat. We'll take my ride. Meets with MFI are pretty standard.
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(OOC)
Can I go around this yard? What's on the backside anyway?
ADG
BEH
CFI
I'm in backyard F, my goal is to get to backyard D (and beyond!). E is the backyard with the spa and people. B is the front of their house (and the street). What's at H? Is there another backyard there? Do you get what I'm saying?
(/OOC)
Oooh! drawing a picture in ASCII!! okay let's try this out.
???????????????<-(houses you haven't violated
-------------------- <-(Street you didn't want to walk on)
ABCDEFGHIJKLM<-(Houses in a row that you are fence hopping)
===========<-(12' high wall surrounding community (w razerwire))
you entered from the sideyard of house A... proceded to jump through the yards of houses B-G
you are looking over the wall of house H, where there are some people enjoying their spa at 2AM
alternate ways arround; you could scale the 12' high wall with razor wire, hopeing no one noticed, go down about a house or so, and do it again.
go through the current house, and hope you don't set off any alarms.
go out into the front yard of this house, hope you don't set off the motion detector lights, that no guards are in the street, and that you can run arround the front yard of the house with the people and get into the next backyard after that, or perhaps cross the street, or fight off all the security guards,... or you could use your imagination in some inventive way to get arround this. perhaps you could use a paperclip and a peace of chewing gum to form a rudamentry jet pack and fly over this next house? burn a karma to buy a sucess on a stealth test to just sneek by them? run by and hope they don't notice? *shrug* it's up to you.
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(OOC)
Did the paperboy come by already?
(/OOC)
you peer over the back fence into part of the front yard, and the houses accrost the street that you can see from your vantage point. no newspapers on them. could be the paperboy comes later, or perhaps the two or three houses you are looking at get the digital version, like you did at your home.
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well lead the way
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"Uh... I hate to break it to you, but you have the only gun between the two of us. I know where my car is, but at least one of those goons is still driving around out there. You first."
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heads out the door gun at the ready sweeping the way
You step over what remains of the front door and out into the street. the last snow goon is nowhere in sight... the tracks that you think were his are trailing off to the left down the street and arround the corner after next.
{ok while jazz gets some wheels will strip the goons of everything of use and check over the snowmobiles}{including clothes depending how big they are }
well, the snow-goons are human, and you aren't, so their clothes aren't going to do you much good, they were fighting with lamp posts and chains, i suppose you could take thoes... they also have some goggles and snow-hats you could take i guess.. there's some gas in the tanks of the snowmobiles... some mechanical parts, batteries, light bulbs, and the normal stuff on snow mobiles... how much of this stuff are you going to take, and how are you going to carry it arround?
(none of it and same is human he stands 6 foot tall]
oh yea... that's right. sory, got you mixed up with your pub char. well, in that case you could also get a snow jacket or two if you want them.
ok grab the clothes and jackets leave the rest
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I'll go and get my car while Sam searches the bodies out there. If I see a car that will suit our purpose better than mine, I'll take that.
Hmm... decidengly short on decent cars... yes, that would accuratly describe the ghetto you are in. yours is the nicest one arround. sory.
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(OOC)
About how long would it take me to go across the street? Could I do it without leaving any tell-tale footprints in the snow? Is it possible without setting off the motion detector lights?
What side of the street is the target house on?
(/OOC)
it would be a stealth test to get past the motion detector lights, but it's doo-able... no tracks in the snow will be harder... not much else is arround to make tracks like that, and covering them dosn't work well... probibly only take you a couple of minutes top to jump a couple of fences though. could do it faster if you just ran without trying to be sneekey about it. you'd have to cross the street eventually to get to the house you want to go to anyways.
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(OOC)
How much farther to target house?
(/OOC)
you need to go down this street another 10 houses, and then onto a cross street on the right hand side, about 8 houses in. but there are more ways to get there than one.
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I'll get in my car, keeping an eye out for the extra snow goon that's still riding around here somewhere.
I'll pull around and pick up Sam once he's done picking over the bodies.
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throws the clothes in his pack and hopes in if you want wil call my fixer to pick up thoose snowmoblies
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(OOC)
The patrol comes by around every 5 minutes?
How long would it take me to sprint all the way to the target house?
I'm assuming that these are all 2 floor homes, so I don't think jumping from roof-top to roof-top would be a viable route...even if I tell everyone I'm Santa ;)
I could run across the street, jump a few fences, then come back across to go down the side street...
(/OOC)
well, they aren't all two story houses... just like one out of three. it would probibly take you five minutes to sprint over there, but there would be a defenite trail to you, and if you are moveing that fast, you could run into the back of, or headlong into one of the patroles that's moveing arround. playing spiderman would be kind of cool, but you aren't sure that you could make the jump rooftop to rooftop over and over again. you are in good shape, but not that good. it's a decent 12 feet accrost from one roof to the next. unless you got some kid stealth legs or something that you didn't tell me about. probibly your best bet is to keep everything on the down-low. but, if you are filling gutsy, tired of going through people's backyards, or have though up a good story for the guards to let you suddenly apear inside their gated community at 2AM, more power to you.
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(OOC)
Ok, I think I'll bolt across the street when the coast is clear and start hopping fences of those houses. If I come across people again, I'll come across the street again and so on. Let's hope the guards are too bored, tired, and cold to notice my tracks (which I'll try to keep to a minimal)
(/OOC)
Okay, you wait untill a guard passes then, as soon as the guard is arround the bend you hop over the fence into the front yard <Stealth test> you avoid makeing the motion detecter turn on this house, and you try to stay in the ruts and tracks as you hop accrost the street, doing what you imagine is at least a passable job of stealth. you get to the next house <stealth test><Falure> the lights on the house you are aproaching flare to life. you aparently didn't avoid this motion detecter quite well enough. your heart sinks as you wonder what the delay on the lights is... how long it'll stay on before turning off, and how long you have before the next guard arives...
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(OOC)
Damn!
Ok, I'll check the backyard of the house for movement real quick. If none I'll vault over it and the process of hopping from yard to yard. A little quickly now so I can space myself as much as possible from the light. I'll make sure to watch for things near the fences though, don't want to knock over any potted plants or anything.
(/OOC)
Okay, you scramble up over the fence into the back yard, run as quietly as possible to the next fence, get a little hop over a brick wall, pauseing on top of the fence only long enough to see that you aren't jumping into a swimming pool or tin can collection. you get through three backyards before you stop to breathe, listening with all your might for any crys of alarm, and looking for the sweeping beam of tell-tale flashlight search patterns, to let you know that someone is onto you. several minutes pass by, you are almost holding your breath, but not hearing anything out of the ordanary for the night. when you finall get a chance to look arround at your surroundings, this is what you see. there is a basketball court in this back yard, with slightly lower than regulation hoops. you can see the snow coverd form of a basketball on one side of the court, and the yard is mostly empty. unfortunatly for you, the wall behind the basketball hoop (leading to the next yard) has an extra 10' of chainlink fence on it, to stop wild shots from ending up in the neighbor's yard. oh, and the snow has almost stopped falling.
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(OOC)
Ok...so I'll down the side of the house a little bit and hop over there?
(/OOC)
you walk accrost the court, moveing to the side of the house, the wall is still tall, but not as bad as if it had an extra 10' fence on top of it. useing your mad bridge climbing skills you brace your feet aghinst the house and move up the wall untill you get close enough to the top to grab it, and hang onto the top of the wall. letting your feet fall down makes a little noise, but not too much. you then do a pull up worthy of any freshman girl's PE class, and granny-slide over dropping down next to some trashcans in the next side house walkway. moveing to the backyard of this house you see a nice covered patio with christmas lights on it twinkeling dimly in the night.
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(OOC)
Keep going, next next next ;)
(/OOC)
Okay, the next wall is an easy hop thanks to a raised flowerbed, the one after that has a trampoline in the back yard that you barely resist the urge to jump up and down on, the one after that has a drained pool with a couple of skateboards sitting in the bottom of it. someone is getting the full use out of their pool this season. (although not as much sue as that spa earlyer) the yard after that has an archery set of some sort, with a bale of hay full of target arrows, and a discarded bow sitting near the sliding glass door to the house. peering over the next wall, you see something that slows you down. there is a dog house with a thick chain leading into it from a stake made from a very sturdy looking metal. there is a circle of distruction that aparently represents the range of motion aloud to the animal in the doghouse. outside the radius is a nice grass yard however, litered only ocassionaly with an odd looking bone or two.
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(OOC)
Back across the street?
(/OOC)
You look over the fence, only to see the sweeping circle of a flashlight looking for something. there are some sec. guards parked on this street, they are a couple houses back, but running through the way is likely to draw attention.
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(OOC)
Erg! You're not gonna let this be easy are you? ;)
Can I get across without getting touched by the 'Dire' dog?
(/OOC)
There is defenite circle of destruction where the dire dog can run arround, and there is a way to avoid that area by skirting the yard. or perhaps you could be really quiet and not wake it... and hide your scent, because you are kinda sweaty after jumping all thoes fences. or perhaps it's just a little dog... the big chain dosn't mean anything.
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"Naw, I got it. I could use the cred anyway. I'm gonna need to pick up a new gat soon."
*pulls out the phone, calls MFI*
"We are sory, but the AT&T/Cingular/Aztech-Net/Nextel/Infinity service user for this Sat-Phone is currently not accepting calls. This may be due to a Low-Battery, Out of range error, or Customer requested blackout for a period of time. Please Leave a voicemail message at the beep." *BEEP* *BEEP* "We are sory, the voice mail box you are attempting to contact is currently full. Press one to send a numeric page." (You press the '1' Key.) "We are sory, but the customer you are trying to contact does not have numeric pageing as an option on their service plan. Please hold. we are now transfering your call to a call representative... If this is an emergency please stay on the line, and we will have a member of our technical support staff help you with your call. ... Current wait time: 45 Hours, 12 Minutes, and 14 seconds. Please continue to hold, as your call is important to us. "
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I need regular round clips too
caseless
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Yeah, I need a better way to geta hold of MFI.
*hangs up the phone*
Sorry chummer. We'll just have to meet him there. Leave the snowmoblies, and we'll worry about them after the job.
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(OOC)
I'll wait a minute and watch those guards. If it looks like they lose interest I'll cross the street to avoid this dog. If it looks like they've found my trail then I'll open my energy bar (quietly!) and break it in half. I'll try and sneak by the dog, but if he wakes up and sees me and doesn't bark I'll drop half the bar in his circle of terror and continue quietly over the wall into the next yard (and next yard and next yard, gotta put as much space as possible between the noise making thing and myself). If it does bark, then I'll bolt over the wall and the next few yards.
(/OOC)
You hear one of the guards shout something, and it looks like they've found something very interesting to look at. it could be your trail. opening up the Nerps bar, you break it in half, putting the part with the wraper back in your pocket, and holding the other half in a clenched fist as you scrable over the wall and into the next yard. as you plop into the next yard, you hear a whimper from the dog house, and the most beat up animal you have ever seen drags it's self out of the house breathing heavily. it was probibly a big dog at one time, but now it's missing one eye, one leg, two feet, and is mostly skin and bones. it's mouth is almost compleatly devoid of teeth, and it's fur is sporting a blueish green hue you probibly could only acheve with gene-engenering, or mold. the dog slowly drags it's self towards you while whimpering softly.
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I'll drive to the meet place, this upside down club next to Kung Fu Nightmare, park my car, and go inside.
There is a long line of punk-rockers wearing a large quantity of metal on their person and clotheing to get into the gravity inferno. a few of them are sporting boots that look like heavy metal versions of snow-ski harnesses.
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(OOC)
Poor doggie... I'll drop the piece of the bar in my hand for him and continue on, quickly though because they're hot on my tail.
I'll try and remember this house/street or something. I'll figure out what the heck this guy is doing to his dog later.
Sorry pooch, but my butt is on the line too!
(/OOC)
You make a mental note of where on the street this wacko is, as you drop the half power bar and the dog licks at it weakly. moveing as quietly as you can you go to the next yard, scramble over the wall, and drop down into a nice feng-shu garden, with the zen rocks and coi pond (heated aparently, because the fish aren't dead, the water isn't frozen, and there is a low blanket of steam frothing from the water's surface and covering most of the ground in the back yard. carefull not to leave footprints in the zen rockgarden sand you go on to the next house. there are quite a few locked sheds (a little higher security shead than normal too) and you notice some motion detector lights mounted in the middle of the back porch. you don't know how well you'd do sneaking past them.
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{ok taking undertaker off and looking over to jazz} Jazz open the glovebox would you
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Uhhh... you sure you want to leave your gun HERE after seeing those guys?
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good point {puts undertaker back in its holster } wel shal we go in
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"After you- I'm not armed, after all."
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[gets out of the car and waits for Jazz ] Jazz shall we go [once Jazz gets out wil take a flankinmg postion to jazz as if he was a bodyguard for him]
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*gets out of the car, sets the alarm, and crosses the street to the front door of the club*
(To Sam) There's no way I'm standing in line with this humanis drek.
As they approach the front of the club, I'll walk up to the bouncer and tell him the two of us are here to see Mr. Fix It.
The bouncer, who seems to have replaced his entire weight with mussle replacements, isn't impressed with your swagger. "I Dun No No Mr Lix It. Joo Gets in Da Line Orz Iz Squashez Joo Face!"
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[does the guy at the door lok like he is holding some sort of list ]
You somewhat doubt this guy's ability to read.
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"Awww... come on, Chummer. I'm already running late for my meet. Let's say you take a Sakayoro, who'se face is on the 100 Newyen note, and we go in and find him."
(Negotiation Test)
<Sucess!>
He gets a quinsicial look on his face, quite a feat considering that most of his face is made up of mussle. "duhh.. er.... me no let people in the door unless dey have a pass... but pass look very much like 100Y bill... okay. you can go in. 100Y. each."
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[ponys up a 100y]
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Pay him and go inside.
After getting through the door, you are met by a security checkpoint. it's a sleepey looking punk-chick with dark eye-liner and i'dly spinning a tifiny needeler arround on on a countertop covered with bumper stickers for local bands with one long nailed finger. A blue light flashes behind you as she begins to speak. "No weapons aloud inside the club. you boys are going to have to check them here with me. it costs five dollars to check a pistol, ten for a shotgun, and it's a 5,000 safety deposit to take lethal cyberware inside, that you get back 4,900 of if nothing happens." looking at a list that apears over your heads on the far wall. she reads only the one pistol between the two of you. "looks like you only need to check the one pistol. five dollars please. "
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I'll flirt with her while Sam checks his pistol.
you get a card with her phone number on it. the sides are razer sharp, and there's a picture of barbed wire on the back.
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(OOC)
How far to go until target house?
(/OOC)
uh... about ten houses down and two streets over. more or less.
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pays the girl and gets a claim check(not that i need the pistol lol)
With that comment she looks at your scan again, double checking for dangerous bioware, but chalks it up to a big ego as she hands you back half a claim ticket.
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Thank the girl for the card, smile and wink at her, then move into the club.
To Sam: "MFI said he was upside down... you wanna split up and look around, and meet me by the bar?"
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The two of you get to the 'entrance' of gravity inferno. it's a 20' tall wall made of some very re-enforced 2" thick chinlink fence type material. a counter near the base has a sign over it tytled 'boot rental $45.00' the entrance to the club is near the top of the 20' wall. you can see people on the inside, walking up and down the wall, as well as standing on the cealing, and generally defying gravity from several diffrent angles. the man sitting behind the counter speaks up to you. "You are going to need some Mag-lev boots to get inside. hope you aren't afraid of heights." as the door opens near the top pounding music reverberates through the entire entrnace hall, untill the door is closed again, and a large orc walks down the wall to return his boots.
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I'll ask about prices for the magboots, and try and talk them down a little bit.
Then we'll have to go inside and look around for MFI.
-Kid Vid
It's $45/hour for the first hour, with a $100 deposit, and $25/ hour for each additional hour, or you can just buy a pair for $500, and keep em'.
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ummm jazz splitting up aint going to do anygood I never Met Him
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pays for a pair of boots
"You renting or buying?"
buying
"That'll be 500Y... Okay, here ya' go."He hands you a pair of metal shoes that have battery operated electro-magnets inside them. as you take off your normal boots, you notice that you don't have a good place to put them. there is a pile of shoes in one corner that looks like it's prone to shoe stealage, or a locker you can rent and take the key out of like at an airport, only thease ones cost $100. this place must be makeing money hand over fist.
(i change shoes and put my street shooes in my rucksack )
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I'll rent mine. I don't know what I'd do with a 100Y pair of maglev boots anyway. I'll tell you what, though. If I'm going to be here more than an a couple of hours, can I just buy them from you at that point?
[Negotiation Test]
"hmm... not normally suppose to let people do that... but... sure. why not. i'll let you put the rental fee into the purchace price if you decide to picke them up later."
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Thanks, man. I appreciate it. Here's 20Y for your trouble. I know it's not much, but I'll remember you.
*put on shoes and look around for MFI*
As you enter the club, you notice that people are walking on all surfaces. the walls, the roof, the floor, and in various stages of standing on pillars and dancing on all sides of thease large round metal cages. the drinks are all in square metal mugs, that will aparently stick to any surface, but keep their liquid in them upright. the music is pounding, and puncuated by the ocasional (meta)human falling from the cealing as they tryed to jump up and down and disconnected their shoes from the roof. lucky for them this is a pretty crowd surfing friendly enviroment, so most of the people don't land on their face. you think that you see MFI sitting at a table upsidedown in the corner of the roof. he has two elves, bouth female, sitting and chatting with him, wearing some sort of chainmail shirts that seem to be drawn more to the surrounding enviroment than their thin bodies.
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(asks the guy) how longs the charge good for and what do rechargers cost
"The charge is good for two hours. make sure that you don't spend more than two hours inside the club, or you may find yourself falling when you expected to be walking. a recharge system costs $800.00. or you can just get quick-change flash packs for $600, but they eventually decrease the durration of your charge, and they are only good for one shot.
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(OOC)
As quickly and quietly as possible I'll go through this backyard and into the next one. Hopefully the home owner doesn't notice.... and anyone else that does thinks that it's the homeowner.
What do I encounter in the next yard?
(/OOC)
as you enter the next yard filled with secure looking cabinets and the like, the primary motion detector picks up your movement. however, that is the end of normal actions. noon-day floodlights pop on from all dirrections. the two normal looking lights you noticed are nothing compared to the baseball stadium styled lights that illuminate every nook and cranny of this guy's yard in noon-day brightness. some suspicious looking square patches of snow covered grass begin to rise slowly from their surroundings with the mechanical whirr that normally accompanies some sort of mechaical device. you feel all the coldness in your system turn to a deep warm feeling of dread. or perhaps it's just the lights that are a bit warm... whatever the source, it's not a good warm. <New Inititive><Pass 8> Your Turn.
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(OOC)
Next yard next yard run run run!
P.S. that's messed up
(/OOC)
You think that your heart skips a beat, and a little drop of pee escapes as you bolt with all your strength into the next yard, crashing down loudly into a snow covered bush. you think it might have been a thorn bush, but you don't really have time to think about that as shouts and crys of alarm raise behind you. bolting through this yard as well, you vault into the next one one handed over the wall (if youy had known that haveing your system full of addrenalin made jumping the fences this much easyer, you might have tryed to scare yourself earlyer) dropping in a crouch in this backyard there is some nice landscapeing, but nothing other than snow covered grass. takeing a half second to catch your berrings before continueing on; this is what you see:
You have the ultra lighted house two houses back. it's casting shadows everywhere at this point (you bet his neighbors love him) it's going to nicely light up the next couple of yards at least. you can hear the shouts of the security guards who are aparently looking into the backyard where the lights are, but unwilling to go investagate closer, for a reason you are pretty sure you can guess. with all the shouting, several windows are starting to light up in the houses arround you. not the house you are at, and not the next house, but the house after that, and the house accrost the street bouth have people looking out of lighted windows into the darkness. you still have about eight houses to go down, and a two streets to cross before you reach the targeted house. from what you can hear there are at least three, possibly four security guards behind you. it's your turn.
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I'll point out MFI and the two elven chicas to Sam, and then move across the floor... roof, walls, and whatever to get to his table.
Makeing sure that your new friend knows where to go you start walking up one of the walls, makeing your way through the 3-D croud to the celing, and working your way back to MFI's table. walking on the walls is very difficult, and not many people stay there, but there are quite a few people on the celing, either standing, or dancing slowly in time with the music. hanging upside down is kinda cool, although it makes all the blood rush to your head, and gives you a sort of mini-headache that pounds with the music. working your way over to MFI's table, he smiles as you approach, and handing a card to each of the girls, sends them on their way.
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I follow Jaz over to the table
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Hey, MFI. I tried to call, but your phone was giving me hell.
Everything still cool? Where are we at on this job? I picked up the healer, *points to Sam* Sam, this is Mister Fix-It. MFI, this is Sam.
"Wonderfull! Great! Good to Meet Ja'!, the job is almost a Go. Basicly this is a high class data-steal. and, as you may notice, neither of you are what we might call 'data' experts. so, ja... anyways, dosn't matter. you need ONE PARTICULAR Data boy for this run. an inside man that just recently poped up on the grid as a possible back door. i need you two to find him, and convince him that he needs to see the light. money, threats, whatever works. i don't care. and it hurts me to say that, because i'm a careing guy. so, anyways. his name is Taka-sh...er.... something... Whatever. Nameless Suit # 234098. recently divorced from his megacorp. Here is his file. not much. home address, license plate number, that sorta thing. no real good leads. i need you to track him down. once you get him 'on board' with the rest of us, we'll have a decent team to actually do a run with. for this bit of 'legwork' i'm offering you 5K each, half upfront, half when you get him here. you can offer him up to $100K for his services. it'll just come out of your cut for the next run. (that'll pay about 200K, so whatever you don't need to offer him, you get to keep) so, you ready for your 2.5K upfront deposit?"
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5K for picking this guy up? And then 200K when the run is over? Is that 200K apiece, or 200K total?
What's the tox on this guy? Why'd he split with his corp? Are they going to be after him too? How about a full 5K upfront, so I can put some money into finding him, and you take it out of the 200K we'll be making for the whole datasteal.
(NEGOTIATIONS TEST)
You are getting 5K upfront. 2.5K to each, between the two of you, that's 5K together. and as far as who's looking for him, yea, his corp has it out for him. the pay for the endgame datasteal is 200K. minus whatever you have to give to the wageslave to sign on. I'm willing to give you guys the 5K upfront, because this is a side job for me. i'm the J here. the chance of payoff is worth the 5K effort upfront for me, but not much more. if you can't get the guy for 5K, it's not worth more to me. As far as research is concerned, like i said, i'm buisy with another job, the timeing on this one sucks, but the oppertunity is there. so, i can't spend any more effort on this than giveing you this file. it's got the normal information on the poor slot. i don't know what he did to torque off his corp, but it's something big. ... oh well. how about this, seeing as how i'm in a rush, i'll make it easy. 5K for you. 2.5K for your friend. you try really hard to find this guy, if you can't, i'll take the 7.5K out of the next run i have you do for me. how does that sound?
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Sounds good to me. I didn't know you were the J, MFI. I didn't mean any disrespect. Let me go to ground, and I'll find whatever I can. If I know anyone who can track him down, I'll have him cracking open his company by the end of the night.
*take the file*
"Null-Persp Chummer. I know you'll do wonderfully. Thanks for your help on this. If it all works out, count it as Me oweing you one."
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gets up to follow jazz
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(OOC)
If neighbors start coming out onto the street to see what's going on (a lot of people are weird like that), I'll try and walk out of this backyard and onto the sidewalk to ask someone what's going on, then I'll walk up the street towards my destination. That's only if they come out onto the street.
Otherwise I'll stick to a dark spot and wait a little bit, if I move now they'll surely notice me.
(/OOC)
From your current possision in the shadows of the wall inside the back yard of a house, you have no vantage point to see into the street, but if you can't see the guards, they probibly can't see you... right? you do hear the guards talking loudly, asking a man you can't see to aparently; 'Put his gun away, put on some pants, and to go home' not necessarly in that order, but you think that the guy should probibly pay attention to the demands of the local guard force, or end up being stun-gunned.
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(OOC)
Haha, this guy is kewl.
I'll listen in some more.
(/OOC)
Okay, well the man starts yelling something about how he'll put his pants on when he's good and ready, and how his homeowner assocision fees pay their wages, and how that make him their owner, and he was about to start talking about the exact conditions whereby they could remove the gun from his hand, when he is inturrputed by a buzzing sound, puncuated by a series of sharp clicks, followed closely/ simoultaniously by a scream/gurgle hybrid noise, then at last there is an uneasy silence following a thump, similar to something you may have heard had someone dropped a bag of kitty litter from a height of about four feet. This uneasy quiet is only broken by some soft kicking sounds, and some out of breath murmers of 'oh yea... well own this,... and this,...' that you can barely make out. You do not feel that things have gone well for the pantless man.
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well jazz lets get cracking
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We'll walk across the roof and back down the wall to where we rented/bought the shoes, and I'll return mine.
Pay the guy the fee, and tahnk him. Slip him another 20Y.
As we leave the club, ask Sam:
"Do you have any info contacts? Corp or shadow or other? We need to find someone who knows where this guy is."
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(OOC)
Poor pantless man... anyway... I'll wait it out a bit more and try to listen to hear what's going on. Are they done stun batoning him to death? Have the flood lamps turned off yet? I'd rather not move yet, I hope this pantless man's antics have cause the security guards to lose interest.
(/OOC)
It seems that the pantless man has their attention right now. they are no longer kicking his n3k1d body, but aparently dragging it through the snow to deposit it on someone's porch... perhaps it's his porch, and perhaps it'll just be a morning suprise for one of the neighbors... whatever the case, the guards are aparently all working on dragging / watching for witnesses at this moment.
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after reclaiming My gun from the check girl ) well i have 2 contacts not sure how much help the one will be
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Who are they? Anyone we can call right now?
*I'll flirt with the check-out girl again, and leave her with my telecom number.*
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well there is My doc friend and a fixer
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(OOC)
Is it still 'daylight' ? Can I make it to the next yard without being lit up by those lights? How about if I went to the sides of the homes?
(/OOC)
The lights are still quite bright, yes. however, sneaking from shadow area to shadow area might be possible with only quick dashes through illuminated space. mostly, all the back yards in this section have the 'center streach' illuminated, but near the closer wall there is a streach of shadow, and the houses themselves create a sort of black abyss in their wake. the shadows aren't connected, but they are within sprinting distance of eachother.
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(OOC)
Ok, I'll take a second to look around, make sure the guards won't notice me, and I'll go ahead and creep my way down the next few houses.
(/OOC)
Okay. sticking to the shadows, and dashing through the bright parts you get a couple more houses down, where the shadows become longer, and the bright spots become a rareity. you are about three houses from the end of the street when you have another house with a doghouse in the back yard blocking your way. the snow arround this doghouse isn't as trampled as the last one with the beat up dog, but there's defenitly someing alive in there... the security guards are still makeing a commotion, but it's much further down the street.
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(OOC)
Erg...ok...I'll go ahead and try and sneak through this yard. Any chance for some combat pool or something? ;)
In any case, I'll ready the other half of my NERPS bar. Boy I wish I had some peanut butter or something.
If the dog wakes up and starts barking I'll book it over the fence and down to the last house and hide.
(/OOC)
While sniffing the ginsing energy bar for traces of peanutbutter like scents, and wishing you had a large T-bone steak you silently clambor over the wall and land with the soft crunch of snow in the yard with the doghouse. a soft growl emminates from the darkened confines of the doghouse as you become very still, trying to hold your breath and listening for the tale-tell signs of guard attention over the thunderous beating of your own heart. you can't help but think: 'six years of corperate colledge for this? i shouldn't have ditched thoes P.E. classes to study for my advanced program design class final...'
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I'll call Ruskiface once we get to the car, and explain that I need to figure out who's after this guy and where he might be. I'll forward 2K to him, and tell him that if he needs more, he can just let me know.
"Okay, for $2K, i'll get you every place he's used his credit cards in the last two months. if you up it to $5K, i'll track down a cellphone or lo-jack system number and get you an area he was in recently. for $20K, i'll hack a satalite, and find out where he is this second, and feed that information to you in transit. "
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"I'll take the 2K version. I didn't get as much out of MFI as I wanted to.
You can eliminate the places where he used it inside the corp- those won't help me. But I can run down the rest of that list.
Thanks, Ruski."
*turn to Sam*
"Looks like we got time on our hands. You have anyone who can try and track him down too?"
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well maybe the ppl at docs may know something while they dont run in corp circles they do hear things
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"Everyone I know knows a street doc. Let's say we drop by and see if he knows anyone who can help us out. We'll pay him, he can call in a favor or two... it'll work out."
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sounds like a plan
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We drive to Mercy's Street Doc Place.
I'll let him take lead... I don't know this guy.
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ok oh i need to look over the scream sheet
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(gets the data file from jazz and reads it)(ooc)ok whats it say )
I might be able to get a city spirt to look also
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Takashi Onimura
Age: 24
Height 168 CM
Weight 72.6 KG
Human (Japanese)
Primary Residence: [Address]
Education: Corp Colledge.
graduated with a degree in Programing, with a minor in automotive repair.
Member of 'Type: R Honda' a raceing club.
also teaches Akido once a week at a local Do-jo [Address]
more than fluent (registerd translator) for english and japanese.
registered DocWagon Platinum contract.
Not married. no children.
[Picture]
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jazz got a ideal if you got the contact the guy has a docwagon platum contract or doc might be able to use it
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also was thinking we should swing by his squat might be able to find something to assit us and does he have a cell phone ?
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Well, I want to see what Ruski has to track down... maybe we can run down this dojo and the repair shop the Honda Racing club is based out of.
There is no physical address for the honda racing club. only physical addresses are his home, and the dojo
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Well then, let's go and see the dojo.
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*drives to the dojo, skipping the visit to Sam's doctor friend*
The Dojo is inside a corperate enclave. there is a dumpy looking security guard sleeping inside a booth. there is a notice on the gate that states that the enclave is only open from 9AM to 9PM to the public.
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(OOC)
Deng, I'm not making much progress.
I'll try to sneak across the yard and into the next one. If the dog barks I'll throw the bar at his paws and bolt into the next yard (and into the next one if nothing's there, distance myself from the bark same like before).
(/OOC)
Nice doggie... nice doggie... quiet doggie... "BARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARKBARK!!"WHOA! Loud bad doggie! with big teeth! and... er... no chain! you huck your energy bar at the dog, and it hits it square in the face with little to no effect (although you secretly hope that the ginsing will burn in it's eyes a little bit) wait... strike that... it's looking even more angry now. time is slowing down as the dog that's almost 3/4 of your size Jumps at your throat... <New Inititive><Pass 12> your turn.
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What time is it right now?
"Well, looks like we can't walk in the front door. You want to try your Doc friend? Or should we wait until we hear back from Ruski?"
About 6AM
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might as well check with Doc
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We'll drive to see the Doc. See what favors Sam can call in with him, hopefully we can get to someone who knows the Corp underworld.
Okay, you arrive back at the Doc's place. the snowmobiles seem to have 'liberated' themselves.
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looks arounds for doc
The doctor is sleeping off what smells to be a whole keg of the cheapest liquor you could buy. he's lieing in the corner. it looks like he's not sleeping well, and that he's thrown up on himself several times. you think perhaps he had some hotdogs somewhere last night as well.
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um jazz we might as well grab some breakfest doc is still a little under thhe weather
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(OOC)
YIKES! I'll flip the dog end-over-end (hopefully disorienting it) over me (with half combat pool) and bolt to the next yard.
Move move move!
(/OOC)
You throw half your combat pool into the rolling attack<Serious Wound> Doing the most awsome John-Wu style verticle roundhouse kick ever to grace this backyard, you fluidly transfer the forward motion of the dog into a slightly larger overhead arc an arc much like it was originally throwing it's self into, with the noteable exception that some of it's ribs are not as intact as before, and it's landing place; instead of being someplace close to your throat, is someplace close to the kitchen, you should note that particular location is through the slideing glass door on the back poarch of this yard. you take that as your que to exit, stage left even. You jump over this next wall one handed again (this addrenalin stuff is really cool. you should find a way to sell it) the next yard has a nice gazabo that you don't even pay attention to. the one following that, contains a garden patch thats looking a little worse for wear with the snow, and the one after than is full of what appears to be gopher holes halfway concealed by the snow. this is the last house on the street. the following block wall leads out into the street. as you stop to hunch over and catch your breath you notice that there are bloody hand prints on your pants. your hands are a little torn up, but they are so numb from the cold and the stress that you can't even feel them.
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(OOC)
Drek, that means I left bloody handprints on the fences behind me. I take a second to glance back to see if this is true.
I'll peek over the fence. Which way do I need to go from here? If the coast is clear I'll start making my way there.
(/OOC)
Uh... it's hard to tell without going back and looking carefully. *shrug* perhaps it'll be hard for the guards to see as well... you can't see them from here at any rate. you take half a second to get your bearings, and by your best guess you have to cross this street to the house that is dirrectly accrost of it, go through that guy's back yard to the back yard behind that one, cross another street (or just jam down the normal street for that terifying streach) then you'll be on the same street and side as the house you are looking for.
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Fine. Let's find a Stuffer Shack, buy some soyburritos and a cup of SoyCaf for the Doc. Maybe another one for me. This hangover isn't going anywhere...
as you are waiting in line to pay for your soycaf your phone rings. Ruski has sent you a list of addresses for places that the target has used his credit cards in the past three weeks.
Texas Mail-Order computer surplus {address in texas, shipped to his home address}
DoJo fees (Dojo location address)
Mr. Lee's Karate Shop [supply shop next door to dojo]
pizza-pallace [location ten minutes from his home address]
exxon-valdease gas shop [location between home and work]
kombat kab [paid for over a payphone infront of a club between work and home]
stuffer shack delux [upscale stuffer shack near work]
du-hast-dirt dry cleaners [located in a strip mall near home]
city water and power [paid from home address]
supa-fly-cell [paid from home address]
pay-per-view-events boxing [paid from home address]
econo-monkey-lube [address near home]
star-soy-bux (multiple entries) [address near work]
frank's big trash pickup [paid for from home]
type 'R' import race shop [location in seattle, paid for from home online]
radio-hut (multiple entries) [location near work]
most recent is a cred/check that took place on this street location [location] made by a cop for speeding last night. no citation was issued, but the car was checked, and the credit score verified. it's about five miles away from his work.
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(OOC)
How long is the stretch?
Do I have dress shoes or tennis/running shoes?
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Your shoes are of the 'matching your suit' dress variety,... however, the have become, much like your suit, a little ruffed up over the course of events you have experienced.
it's about 20 yards from this backyard to the next back yard, or if you wanted to go the distance, it's a decent 100 yard dash from this backyard, accrost the street, down the street, accrost another street, and into the back yard of the side of the street you are suppose to be at.
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sounds like a plan
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I'll stay in line, pay for the soycaf and something for me to eat (I'm still fighting a wicked hangover), and when I get done, I'll show the list to Sam.
econo-monkey-lube [address near home] I like the look of this one. It's not connected to the Corp in any way, so if he doesn't have the Corp hookup anymore, it's going to be one of his last resources.
star-soy-bux (multiple entries) [address near work]This one probably not. Maybe we can run his picture by them and see if they've seen him.
type 'R' import race shop [location in seattle, paid for from home online] We can check this one out too. Wasn't he in a car club? Maybe they know something about it.
radio-hut (multiple entries) [location near work] Maybe run his picture here too, see if they've seen him.
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I would guess the lube shop and race shop being as you said he was in a raceing club so figure was probly tight with someone there
might be better off tho to stake them out
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(OOC)
I'll take a few seconds to look around (Perception Test?).
What about the security guys behind me? What do they seem to be doing?
(/OOC)
The security guards have some split attention at the moment. half of them are looking over the fence where there was the crash and the dog was barking, the other half are still messing with the naked guy who use to have a gun. it looks like you have a chance to be fast or sneakey here.
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A stakeout? Do I look like a cop?
I say we lie and pretend that we're private detectives and we're searching for him for an inheritence that his great Aunt Debbie left him. Show his picture around, and don't give them time to doubt our story. Maybe we'll pick up a lead.
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I could put a spirt watching one of the places for them
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That could work. How smart are these spirits? Could they see a picture of him, and tell us if he goes there?
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(OOC)
Alrighty! Faste break it is! I'll take off my shoes and hold them in my hands though, dress shoes tend to make those distinct 'footstep' sounds. Plus socked feet are really quiet! ;D
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a sharp shiver runs up your spine; you thought your feet were cold before, but you realy had no idea... it's been awhile sence you've ran through snow in stocking feet... you idly wonder how long it'll take before frost bite sets in, and how far back was that spa with the almost boiling water... oh well, you can think about how warm your feet will be once they are inside a supercharged hummvee. you jog in place for a little bit to get the 'feel' of running in snow (not to be suprised and accidently slip later) looking out accrost the street you have two choices of targets to sprint for... the house dirrectly accrost the way, or the street past that house... you hesatate only a second before makeing your final decision, and you hope that it's the right one.
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(OOC)
Distance to target again?
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You silently jump the fence leading into the front yard, carefully avoiding the area protected by the front yard motion detection system. you start to run. the blood is pumping in your veins, screaming in your ears. you force yourself to stair straight ahead, as if looking at the guards will cause them to look at you. you clear the front yard in three heartpounding sprinting leaps, you can't even feel your feet now. you have about 15 yards to go untilly ou reach the back yard of the house dirrectly infront of you, or you have about 95 yards to sprint faster than any track star to make it all the way accrost the street, down the street, accrost another street, and into the back yard on the side of the street you are suppose to be at.
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I think a articale woul be better if possible being as there better at seeing someones arua but but we can try it tho
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(OOC)
All the way baby! Let's go!
(/OOC)
Your dark siloette is outlined in contrast to the street lights that illuminate the street and walkways as you run as fast as you can, holding your breath for as long as possible to eliminate the sound of labored breathing from the guards ears. as you pass the first house you start to see read arround the frindges of your vision. at that point you decide to try breathing. the icey air stabs into your lungs like tiny little daggers, and a headrush like nothing else is pounding in the back of your skull. without even risking a glance down the next street you sprint straight toward the backyard fence of the house dead ahead of you. it has a raught-iron fence that you jump half way up and clambor over the top of with only a sence of vertigo as your guide. landing noisily on the other side, you discover that this is the location that this particular homeowner keeps their trash bins. falling to a heap on the ground you stay down just long enough to throw up, before getting shakily to your feet and survaying the yard you are currently in. it's pretty much the same size as the other back yards you've been through today. it has a table with a built-in umbrella and a nice BBQ grille that are all slightly covered in snow. a brick wall thats about 8' high leads to the next yard. you can't quite see over it, and with that stich in your side you don't think you could jump it, but perhaps by jumping off of the BBQ you could get to the top and climb over.
you now only have three yards between you and the house you are going for. you are dreanched in sweat, and your clothes are starting to freeze. you can't feel your feet.
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(OOC)
I'll take a sec to listen or notice anything around (Perception Test).
I'll put my shoes back on and try to make my puke pile look like some trash that fell out of one of the cans or something.
I'll look around for something to help me get over the fence, but if there's nothing else I'll just use the BBQ (I'll check to make sure it's sturdy enough first). Continue to the target house.
(/OOC)
It sounds like someone might be moveing arround inside the house who's yard you are currently inhabitateing, but you don't hear any guards calling after you... yet. as far as other ways to get over the wall, there is an ivy patch next to the house, you could pull up the slats that are there for the ivy to grow through and use it like a ladder... or the BBQ is made of stone, so it'll support your weight, it's just a short jump from there to the wall.. probibly an athletics 5 test to make... if you were to guage it's difficulty of use on a base six number system.
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(OOC)
BBQ pit it is then. Quietly now.. ;)
(/OOC)
Okay, you dust the snow off of the portion of the BBQ grille that you are going to use to jump off of for secure footing, and take a couple of steps back, half a second later, after a few quick breaths you get a running start at the grille and use it to spring to the wall <Athletics test><One Sucess> you hit the wall with a grinding crunch, but manage to get one arm over.<strength test><sucess> you pull yourself to the top of the wall with only a little effort. at this point you notice something particular. this wall surrounds this back yard, and also the back yards of the next couple of houses. your heart sinks as you realise at first, that there is no good way to jump up and over this wall in the next yard, but then a moment of insite prompts you that if you were carefull, and the guards weren't looking, you could catwalk arround the top of this wall all the way to the house you are trying to get to. or, the next yard seems to have some playground equipment, a slide and the like, you could move it arround to give yourself a boost, and continue backyard hopping. the top wall would be harder, and easyer for people to spot you, but it would save you jumping in and out of the next couple yards, or you could decide to not push your already tested luck, and keep with the current, safer, plan. as you are crouched gargoyle like on the wall the choice is yours.
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(OOC)
I'll scan the yad real quick and double check for anything weird. If nothing's wrong, I'll drop into this yard and move over towards the next wall and prepare to spring over. Once I'm on top of the next wall I'll look into the next yard to see if there's something I can use to spring over the next wall. If not, then I'll catwalk (or crawl) along to the next yard, checking for anything I can use the spring the wall. Basically do it the safer way, but if there's nothing for me to use to climb over I won't drop into the yard and go along the top of the wall.
Remember, the whole time I'm gonna be looking around and keeping as quiet as possible. Wouldn't want to wake up any of the nice neighbors. ;)
(/OOC)
Okay, you drop down into the next yard just as you hear a sliding glass door open slowly behind you. the plastic playground equipment is pretty light, but it will only get you to where your arms are able to hit the top of the wall. you'll have to do some more pullups to get through this. you don't think it would support a running jump like the brick BBQ. you can't remember the last time you had to exersize so much. even in your self defence classes.
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(OOC)
Wait, sliding glass from the yard I just left or from the one I just entered?
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you franticly look arround... and... this sliding glass door is closed, and dark. there are curtans preventing you from seeing much of the interior of the house, but it's defenitly closed. must have been from behind you.
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(OOC)
I'll take a sec to listen to the other yard, maybe they're just letting their dog out too do his business?
If nothing sounds out of the ordinary I'll continue onwards. But this time I'll try to not make so much noise going over the wall.
(/OOC)
Actually, it sounds more like someone is trying to sneak arround while walking in snow. you know that sound very well.
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(OOC)
Someone sneaking out of the house? Hmm...anyway I have more important matters. I'll sneak into a dark spot to hide, and I'll wait a bit and see what this sneaking person does. Last thing I want is to try to sneak over the next wall and this person sees me.
(/OOC)
You croch down in the shadows of the back yard you are currently hiding in... several seconds of quieted footsteps walking arround go by...
a soft, feminine voice calls out in an almost wisper:
"Is that you Gregory?"
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(OOC)
Midnight booty call? Hmm...
Anyway, I'll stay hidden and quiet until she goes away. Moving now and trying to get over the wall would certainly attract her attention.
BTW, how come I'm the only one doing anything right now? Is it so I can catch up in the time line?
(/OOC)
(OOC): *shrug* the other PC's are buisy talking back and forth to each other, and making a plan. i can only have things happen to people that do things. unless i want to throw more snow goons at them for standing arround with their hands in their pockets for so long. i'm not worried about the time line. everything is going perfectly according to my evil torcherous plan that i have laid out for you. (/OOC)
the sounds continue to move arround on the other side of the wall. aparently it's taking her awhile to figure out why someone would break into her backyard and dust off her BBQ. (must be one hell of a midnight snack craving) then you start to hear sounds of someone trying to climb the wall you are hiding aghinst.
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OKay, we'll have to kill time until the dojo opens and the doc sobers up, so we drive back to the Doc Office and sit inside. I'll kill time with a nap so Sam can find time for something to do.
Okay. the proper time rolls arround. the doc. wakes up to throw up on himself, and get what apears to be a dirty serenge full of morphine, and stabs it into his own chest before falling back asleep, needle still hanging from his side.
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well looks like docs not going to be much help never seen doc like this so much he keeps it up and he is going to meet the father by his own hand
{casts detox on the doctor}
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(OOC)
Would she be able to spot me from my current possition? Any trash bins to hide behind?
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If she just looks over, you'll be fine. you are aghinst the wall she'll be looking over, if she comes over, you'll be out of luck, because you are the only non-snow-covered item in this backyard. there are some trash bins, but they are closer to the side of the house, you are on the far side of the backyard. and running right under her isn't going to be easy if you don't want to be noticed.
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(OOC)
Is there any space between the wall and the side of the house I can duck down. She probably won't be able to notice me if I'm out of the main backyard area.
(/OOC)
there's space on bouth sides of the house, but it's a bit of a dash to make it. if you run you are pretty sure she'll know you are here. if you are just going to go for it you could try to either dash out into the front yard, or realy quickly set up the stuff to climb over the next wall, and hope she won't follow you any further
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(OOC)
Any rocks or small objects in quick grabbing range?
(/OOC)
You dig arround in the snow a bit... pretty standard dirt back yard with no grass covered by snow... oh here's something... hmm... frozen cat crap. well, it's hard, although you feel the need to wash your hands now, and the fact that your hands are all chewed up lends you to believe that this is not a sanatary action you are taking
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(OOC)
Deng it Ruski, it's never easy is it?
Anyway, classic chuck the 'object' somewhere else routine. I'll chuck it against the side of her own house, so she'll investigate over there and will lose the need temporarily to look over the fence. Once I hear her climb down off of the BBQ pit, I'll move across the yard (quietly) and use whatever to climb over to the next yard.
(/OOC)
(OOC), Hey, if you wanted to do easy stuff, you could have just given up the code you were working on, and then still had a job at the megacorp... (/OOC)
Okay, hopeing that she's not looking up at that exact moment, you arc the frozen cat turd in such a way as to (you hope) hit her house... <No Thrown Weapon Skill ... Defaulting to STR> you hear a barly audable thump as the turd hits something softly. (at least it didn't land in the snow) the lady stops climbing the wall after the noise, but you can't hear her get down from there either... it's like she's waiting for something...
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(OOC)
Giving up my code would be out-of-character ;)
So she's waiting for something? Waiting for me to move cuz she knew someone threw something against the wall? She's an ex-commando isn't she? Setting an ambush for me! Hah! I figured you out! I know what's going on! It's all a conspiracty I tell you! CONSPIRACY! Everyone against Ingo! Give him all the hard stuff to do, let everyone else off easy. Make HIM take days just to get through one night when the rest of the players have already completed days of work. I see how it is...I know how your game works...you're a sadistic one, aren't you? You like watching me go through all this don't you!?!? HAH! I figured you out didn't I?!?
ROFL!!! jk ;)
Hehe, I'll wait a lil and do my best to hide some more. Maybe (quietly) sprinkle some snow on myself.
(/OOC)
(OOC)Dam! you figured it out! now i'm going to have to change it just so it's still a suprise! hmmm... okay, now she's a vampire shapeshifter, armed with a light pistol, and her motavation is that because she's a shapeshifter she can't get a datajack, to visit the matrix, where she could watch a sunset, and not die. so she wants to kill everyone with a datajack, and you got one, programmer boy. tough luck. (/OOC)
So... she's climbing the wall again, you hunker down and grab some snow to sprinkel on top of yourself like you were adding sprinkles to a ice creme sunday. alright, now, you can see an outline of someone in the shadow of the wall. she's on top and looking around. by pushing yourself hard aghinst the wall, you can't see her and she can't see you, but you can still see her shadow outlined by the evening lights.
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Well, if he's going to burn himself out like this, it doesn't do anyone any good for us to stand here and watch him.
I say we check out the dojo. It shoudl be open by now, right?
Yea. it's open now.
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(OOC)
I stay still want wait it out.
If she sees me I'll run and get into the next yard (using whatever). I'll try to hobble or something and act like I'm a homeless guy 'looking for someplace warm to sleep'
(/OOC)
Okay, unable to spot you, she climbs back down, and you hear sounds of an opening and closing sliding glass door.
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shoulds like a plan Jaz
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(OOC)
I'll wait a little bit, just in case. Then I'll head over the wall into the next yard.
(/OOC)
Okay. about a minute and a half later, you again hear the sound of the sliding door opening and closing, followed by silence... you are quite cold now.
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(OOC)
Let the over-analyzing begin!
Ok, so she's either inside our outside. The first time the door opened and closed she could have opened it and closed it while still standing outside, waiting for anything (mainly me) to move around so she could investigate. I waited, she went inside (which is the second opening and closing of the door).
Or, the first open/close she went inside...but only to find a flashlight or something so she could come back out (the second open/close) to get a better look.
Hmm...
Eitherway I'm cold so I gotta get moving. I'll creep over to the wall and make my way over (as quietly as possible). I'll make sure I pay attention to my surroundings though, don't want to be caught off guard. Plus, she might actually be waiting for me to move.
Okay, you slowly creep over to the childrens playset, and finish dragging it over to the far wall, climbing over you look into the next yard. (the second to last one you'll have to jump through) it's got a rundown looking gazebo / spa thing. you can't tell if it has water in it, but it will probibly support your weight to climb over to the next yard. you also check backwards... the house behind you has a light on inside now... but you can't see anyone looking out at you.
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OKay... so what do you want to do, Sam? We can split up, and I'll go and get the stuff from the dojo, and you can summon your spirit, and then we can meet at the place? Can you summon more than one spirit? That way we can stake out more than one place at a time?
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(OOC)
Ok, quick double-check of the next yard before I go in. If everything is on the up and up I'll move in.
(/OOC)
the gazibo groans and creaks quite a bit as you climb up the latiswork to get close to the top of the wall, trying your best not to get any splinters of wood, or rusty nail / stapel metal things stuck in your already torn up hands is very difficult. you get to the top of the ghizbo, and by leaning out, you can almost touch the top of the wall. the next yard is pretty devoid of stuff. there's a big snow covered trampoline in the middle of the yard though. looking back, you can see the outline of someone looking out from the house with the light on inside it. you can't tell if they can see you from where you are, but they are defenitly looking...
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(OOC)
I'll hunker down slowly so they can't see me. How far now? IIRC, yard after the next is the target house?
(/OOC)
the gazibo splinters and groans as you lower your center of weight onto it, reducing your profile, and yes, the yard after next is the target yard. or rahter, the yard of the house with the hummvee that you are trying to get.
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(OOC)
I'll slowly take a peak to see if she's still looking. If not, I'll carefully make my way over to the next yard.
(/OOC)
You can still see her from your vantage point of hunkering down in the shadows. you are pretty sure she hasn't spotted you though... mostly because she's still looking arround, and not calling the cops.
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(OOC)
Can I make it over without her spotting me?
(/OOC)
She might miss the movement if you jump for it, but depending on how thick her window is will determine if she's able to hear the gazibo creak under you moving arround on it or not, and that could be a give away.
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(OOC)
Can I grab the top of the wall and pull myself over without her noticing?
(/OOC)
you can almost reach the top of the wall from your posisition on top of the termite infested gazibo. if you were standing up, and leaning out a little ways you'd have it easy. or a quick hop, and you'd be all over it. you could do a hop/roll thing to keep as small a profile as possible, but that may make a little noise (bouth in the jumping from the creaking wood pile, to the landing roughly on the other side) as to what she'd notice, that's hard to say. she did notice you in her backyard in the first place, so she's at least a little bit observant, she's actually looking for you, or stargazing right now, so any big commosions she's probibly going to notice, if you timed it right, you may be able to make it while she's not looking,... or perhaps waited and she would get board, or perhaps the gazibo will collapse and solve your problem for you... too many diffrent options to say for sure.
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yes I coulsd
but as I siad a photo might work but some of his personal effects would be better things that have been handled alot by him
<You do have his home address in corpville>
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Do you think that his place won't be crawling with goons and corp-breeds by this point? If you want to risk it, I'll go, but to be honest, at the first sign of trouble, I'm dropping.
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Too risky will have to try to do it with a photo
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(OOC)
Ok, I'm going to wait for when she's not looking my way..then grab the top of the wall and pull/roll myself over and tumble when I hit the ground to minimize noise (and personal injury!)
(/OOC)
Okay, you wait untill her siloette is turning the other way and jump off of the gazibo (it makes a lot of noise, but you are moving quickly) you slide over the wall, hanging for a moment by your fingertips before letting go and dropping quietly to the ground. you stop and hold your breath for a second listening for crys of alarm or the like, but the only sounds you can hear are the creaking of the gazibo you jumped off of,... folowed by silence.
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Then we'll proceed to the places where we want watched, so he can summon the spirits there.
I'll drive.
Where to first?
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I guess the high prefromance shop frist
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Texas Mail-Order computer surplus {address in texas, shipped to his home address}
DoJo fees (Dojo location address)
Mr. Lee's Karate Shop [supply shop next door to dojo]
pizza-pallace [location ten minutes from his home address]
exxon-valdease gas shop [location between home and work]
kombat kab [paid for over a payphone infront of a club between work and home]
stuffer shack delux [upscale stuffer shack near work]
du-hast-dirt dry cleaners [located in a strip mall near home]
city water and power [paid from home address]
supa-fly-cell [paid from home address]
pay-per-view-events boxing [paid from home address]
econo-monkey-lube [address near home]
star-soy-bux (multiple entries) [address near work]
frank's big trash pickup [paid for from home]
type 'R' import race shop [location in seattle, paid for from home online]
radio-hut (multiple entries) [location near work]
WHERE?
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(OOC)
Ok, take in the surroundings, what's in this yard? What's the house look like, any lights or anything? Do I see or hear anything out of the ordinary? Do I hear anything at all? Is there anything I can use to get to the next yard (I think you mentioned a trampoline)?
(/OOC)
Yea, there is an in-ground giant trampoline that's a little snow covered, but still in working order. The house is dark, and the blinds are closed. you don't hear anything, no sounds of guards looking for you, and no crazy lady calling after you. just you, and the beating of your heart. the next yard is the one you are looking for.
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star-soy-bux (multiple entries) [address near work]
DoJo fees (Dojo location address)
(in that order. I don't really think he'd hang out at grease monkey if he was needing help hiding from his Corp.)
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the dojo is probly a waste of time being as it will probly be watched by the corps and if our target has any sense he wonmt go back there the frist choice can try setting a spirt there
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So, to Soy-Bucks. I drive.
You get to Soy-Bucks, it's the standard preppy-hang out near a corperate colledge. everyone is pretending to read pholosophy books and looking down their noses at each other. you get a number of dirty looks as you go inside.
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(OOC)
Anything else in the yard I could use to get over the wall?
(/OOC)
Nah, this backyard is actually pretty clean. they must have removed the painfull obsticales because of the trampoline...
you could try to just climb up the wall. it's not going to be easy, but maybe you could do it.
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When we get there, I'll go inside and buy myself a hot Soy-late' with some extra sweetener. Something to enjoy while Mercy is doing his mojo in the car.
I'll also keep an eye out for the Star, because I'm pretty sure the type of casting he's doing isn't on the approved list for magic activites.
This is a Corp-Owned Soy-Bux, so they have onsite security, a happy looking dwarf wearing a uniform, and watching the crowd over an extra-large something that looks hot.
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(OOC)
How much space is between the side of the house and the wall?
I could use the house/wall/gate to front yard and go over it Jackie Chan style...or I could just climb over using the front gate to assist me.
(/OOC)
You could spiderclimb the two walls, (they are about 5' apart) or, climb the gate into the front yard to get to the top, but you aren't quite sure where the security patroles are at this point, and the gate is a very see-through rought iron number. there's a risk of being seen...
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looking around carefuly also looking on the astral I I summon a city spirt
Alright, there are lots of people here, and at least two of them are astrally perceptive. (coffee shops aparently attract an astrally aware crowd)
ok being as its to risky will come in and get a soy caffe
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I'll wander around, stand over by him, and make some chit-chat.
"Hey, have you seen a blond girl, about yeah *gestures* tall, with blue cybereyes and a datajack? She was supposed to meet me here for a cup of soycaff fifteen minutes ago, and I can't find her."
He Laughs"You know, i've been looking for her all day, and i haven't seen her either!"
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(OOC)
I'll peek down the side of the house and see if anyone's out there. If not I'll inch my way towards the gate to take a peek.
(/OOC)
Pressing yourself up aghinst the house to keep yourself as much in the shadows as possible you peek arround the corner. Out past the gate and into the street you see the wobling movment of a flashlight beam as someone is walking down the road(where you cant see them,( but it's to the right somewhere) and is carelessly throwing arround the beam of their lightsource.it could just be a normal patrol
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"Well, I just thought I'd ask. She was supposed to meet me here for coffee after work... maybe she got stuck in traffic."
*I'll hang my shoulders like I've just been stood up, but try and keep chatting. I'll take a look around and see if anyone notices SAM out in the car casting.*
He laughs. "Yea right. whatever buddy."
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(OOC)
I'll wait for the patrol to pass
(/OOC)
It only takes about 30 seconds for the softly whisteling guard to walk down the street past your posisition. he must be happy because he has a warm coat and isn't freezing to death.
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Since Sam is coming in for a cup of soycaf, I'll wander over to him.
"How did it go? Are we covered?"
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(OOC)
Unlike me :(
Ok, let's get into the target yard!
(/OOC)
So, how you going to do it? the fence? the yard? the trampoleene?
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(sublty shakes head quietly says) too Many ppl watching
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"Do you want to summon it somewhere nearby, and have it move over here? Can you do that?"
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yes I can lets walk a block over
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(OOC)
Any houses across the street?
Is there a lot of light by these gates?
How difficult would it be to use the side of the house and the wall to climb over?
(/OOC)
It would be an athletics 5 test to try to spider climb between the two walls and get over. there's a little bit of light by the gate, enough to see you by if you were there and someone was looking... there are houses accrost the street.
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*I'll walk with him, without saying goodbye to the security guard. If I need to come back, I'll use the same coverstory and ask if ther girl is there yet.*
"I thought spirits were invisible to normal people, Sam? What do you mean, 'too many people are watching'?"
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there are at least 2 other people that are astraly preciving in there spirts can be seen on the astral plain
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(OOC)
I'll move my way away from the gate more to stay in the shadows. I'll take my time and spider climb over the wall, making sure that I'll also be quiet about it too.
(/OOC)
Your body is sore in ways you didn't think it was possible to be sore. also, about half way up your silent spider climb, you notice the bloody handprints you are leaving on the wall as you climb up. that's going to make for an intresting story come morning... you reach the top in a little under two minutes. grabbing the lip of the wall as hard as you can you let the tension out of your legs, letting your body lightly slap the opposing wall. with the last ounce of strength in your arms you pull yourself up to the top of the wall. This next backyard has a large patio cover, and a work table of some sort, some whelding gear, and several boxes of odd looking parts. From your vantage point between the houses you can't see much of your midnight lady, security guards, or anything else for that matter, you can however, see the lights go out from that security freak house a street over finally. aparently someone cut the main, or the owner finally turned off the lights.
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(OOC)
Whew finally.
Ok, I'll lower myself down from the wall, find a shadowy place to hide and take a breather. Once I've regained my strength I'm gonna look for the door to the garage. I'll still be keeping quiet though, the people in this neighborhood seem to be awfully light sleepers. ;)
(/OOC)
Well, even thoes who are normally deep sleepers tend to sleep more lightly when kalaxon alarms are sounding at 200 db next door.... LOL okay, from the back yard there is no dirrect garage access. there is a window into a dark kitchen, a sliding glass door, and two larger windows with closed blinds leading into what you would imagine is a living room or a very nice bedroom. there are no lights on, the sliding glass door is locked with a switch on the inside, and the windows all have the little latch locks on them.
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OKay, we'll go over a few streets, find some back alley, and then I'll watch for trouble as Sam summons a spirit.
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I check the area frist for any astral activty then summon a street spirt
Okay, go ahead and roll. how big are you going to go?
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a froce 3 should sufice
So, how are you going to divvy up your pool dice?
half and half
Okay. go ahead and roll your dice. (that's working well in the other run, so i'm going to use it here as well)
{6,6,3,3,6,1,5,3,1,(7)
for the drain 3,3,4,2,5,5,4,4,2
And *POP* You have yourself a nice little city spirit.
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(OOC)
Ok, I'll inspect the backyard more thoroughly...though I'll keep in mind to be quiet about it.
I'll also inspect the doors/windows...looking for tell-tale alarm system signs... magnetic sensors, switches or wires, whatever.
(/OOC)
pearing through the windows you can see no signs of internal security, but the sliding glass door does have what looks like a magnetic plate and wire set up that could set something off if it's opened. (it's on the inside though) The windows however, look unprotected.
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I'll stand by the mouth of the alley, light up a soy-cig, and watch for anyone paying too much attention.
You picked this deserted alleyway well, it's quite devoid of traffic, probibly owning to the fact that it smells like urin.
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(OOC)
I open the window. (hey you never know!)
If it's locked I'll look for something I could use to open the lock.
(/OOC)
It's got a little latch lock on it but with a little work... you find a beat up plastic sword underneith some snow cover. the soft plastic crushes easily into the space between the two window pains, and with a little wiggle, it slides right open. one face dive from 3 feet high later you are inside the house. it's a little warmer than outside, and you are greatfull for that. you don't hear anything. the kitchen has a sliding door (internal) that leads to the living room. peaking into the living room you can see the other sides of the windows that are actually on either side of a fireplace. there is a spiral staircase that leads upstairs, a dining room, what looks to be a bathroom, next to a bedroom, next to a laundry room. nice place.
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(OOC)
Ok, I'll close the window and lock it. I'll be carefull with my blood drippings and fingerprints, and try my best not to track snow everywhere. I'll find some hand towels or something to wrap around my hands and I'll locate the garage. I'll make sure to remain quiet.
(/OOC)
Okay, you grab some paper towels off of the sink and wipe the bloodstains off of the windowseal and relock the window. the living room is dark, but you stumble through the darkness and reach the garage, also very dark. the door is locked, but seeing as you you are on the inside, that's not a problem. unlocking the door to the garage, you open it up to find... more darkness. there's a lighted switch on the wall, and a large shiney hummvee taking up most of the room. the remainder of the garage has some sort of workbench... it's hard to tell exactly what, because it's so dark.
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I'll keep an eye out anyways, because I don't want anyone stumbling in on us mid-ritual.
Frag, all this trouble to watch a coffee shop.
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(OOC)
Any windows in the garage?
(/OOC)
some really little ones, accrost the top of the rolling garage door. they don't let in much light though.
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(OOC)
Ok, I'll try and find a lamp or something...something that I can get enough light out of to do what I gotta do but won't be overtly noticable. Not a flashlight though, everyone knows what seeing a light from a flashlight in a dark house means.
I won't walk around to look though, I don't want to bump into anything and make a loud ruckus. I'll just look around from where I'm at...if I can't find anything then I'll carefully make my way over to the workbench. There'll prolly be a work light or something attached to the bench.
(/OOC)
You find a dusty neon sign by the workbench, it's a white light, in the shape of a skull and crossbones. it dosn't totally illuminate the garage, but it does do a lot in the way of reducing the darkness.
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(OOC)
Ok, I'll take in the garage once more. Now what do I see (besides the big Humvee) with the little bit of light I have?
(/OOC)
There is a dismantled rocket launcher on the workbench, with several odd looking boxes scatterd arround, they have a hard to read imprint that looks like it says 'front towards enemy' or something like that. what an odd thing to put on a water canteen. there are also many tools, and what looks like.. Oh My God!!! you almost throw up... there is a ... a... 'disengaged' metahuman arm mounted on the wall. with peaces or torn flesh and dryed blood dangeling from the 'stump' and, by the look of the puddle underneith that side of the arm, it was put up on the wall when it was still fresh. now that you try to smell,... yes, defenitly the smell of dryed blood, and rotting flesh,... just a hint in the air. you try to hold your breath as you move arround.
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I show the pic to the spirt and give it the street adress telling it to watch for this person and if it sees him there to let Me know
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Well, we can set another one on the autoshop... any other ideas?
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not really and according to the data he did all his buness over the phone
wich means the parts werte probly deliverd somewhere
can we get where the parts were delivered too
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(OOC)
Uhhh...what the hell?!?
This just gets weirder and weirder.
Now I just want to get out of here and get this over with. I'll take a minute to regain my composure. I'll also make sure I wipe away any and all fingerprints/blood I may have left behind. I'm gonna check out the car (WITHOUT TOUCHING IT), look for the standard ways in and how they're safeguarded. I'll also check under the car for any security measures.
What are my options?
(/OOC)
Well, the car dosn't look like it's rigged to explode. it does have a security system installed though, although due to some bullet holes in the back, it apears that the rear window dosn't latch shut all the way.
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(OOC)
Umm..bullet holes? I'm gonna check for a tell-tale blinking red "I'm a car alarm and I'm armed" light.
If it's off I'll check the back window more thoroughly.
(/OOC)
There is just such a light in the middle of the center consol. it's red, and blinking slowly.
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(OOC)
Erg.. I'll look for some of those latex gloves mechanics wear and put a pair on. If there is none then I'll remember to wipe any tools I use down afterwards.
I'll locate some tools and search under the car for any way to access the alarm system.
(/OOC)
Okay. You don the last pair of gloves. they feel a little big and loose, but seeing as how the alternative is to have your arm ripped off and mounted on the wall, you'll find a way to work with it. <Electronics Test> You find a power lead that goes back to the alarm box and everything else. it's wired with the Rigger adaption, so you won't be able to drive this by datajack or VCR if you cut the alarm, but the car should still start (and the alarm defenitly won't go off.)
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They were delivered to his corp-plex.
Nothing really to go on there. I guess we can lay low and see what we can find next time he tries to use his credit cards.
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so it would seem lets hope He is inxperinced enough to use his credit stick when he does we will know where where he is
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Well, us and a bunch of other people. I'd bet newyen we're not the only ones looking for him. So as soon as we hear where he is, we're there- we've got to get there before anyone else.
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yep so I guess its camp in your wheels so we can go instantly
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(OOC)
Whew, ok. I'll double check the wire and everything, to make sure there's no backup systems. Once I'm satisfied I'll snip the wire to power off the alarm system. Then I'll put all the tools I used back in their places and go about getting into the car.
(/OOC)
Easy enough. you carefully cut the wire, and then replace the wirecutters with an extreme degree of percision. getting into the car is then easy, with the alarm deactivated (so that the motion sensors aren't on) it's easy to open up the back window and crawl up to the driver's seat. this is a really big car. there is a button for the automatic garage door opener clipped onto the visor, and as pr. your original instructions, there is a spare key in the glove box. For once in this evening things are going your way.
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(OOC)
Ok, let's get out of here. I'm make sure to close the garage after I exit it. I know I'm an uninvited guest, but no need to be rude ;)
(/OOC)
With a feeling of Glee that can only acompany a compleated project after a long period of time you open up the garage door after starting up the Hummvee, and roll out into the street. you push the button, and close the garage door behind you. you can see one of the security guards look at you with a distant, but mild intrest as you pull out of the gated complex, and onto city streets. you don't know if he was checking you out, looking for something suspicious, or if he was just admiring your bling bling car,... or perhaps he noticed the bullet holes? this car is very fast, the controlls are somewhat slugish compared to your car, but it's got quite a bit of get up and go. it's also about 400X larger than your car, and in a wierd way, that's kinda cool.
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(OOC)
Alright! I'm gonna head over to Svan's place. I'll keep my eyes peeled to make sure I'm not being followed. I'll also not take a direct route.. just in case.
(/OOC)
Okay. You take a VERY long way arround, as in a full half hour worth of driving, doubling back, stoping at random locations to watch the cars as they go by, and every other trick you can think of that you've ever seen in a spy movie. You even go as far as trying to memorise the license plate numbers of all the cars you pass or that follow behind you for longer than half a block. you are repeating them to yourself as you pull into the last block before the shop...
91JX14
3V177J
H0T M0MMA
92X923
511 HP
J9X... err...
The flashing lights of sevral fire trucks attract your attention to the smoldering wreckage of the shop. The fire is aparently out, but smoke still pumps slowly into the night sky. the front of the building is blackened and broken. You aren't sure exactly what could cause dammage like that, but you are pretty sure that the smell hanging in the air is the collection of 50 gallon oil drums that were setting in the back room of the shop, waiting to be recycled. They must have gotten the fire out not too long ago, because water mixed with a flame retardant chemical is sitll pouring at a decent rate from the inside of the shop through the hole in the front wall draining it's self out into the street, but the hoses are already off, and you don't see any paramedics... there is a poliece officer standing in the street wearing an oarnge vest and white gloves. he's leaning on a moveable stopsign pole, and waves at you to go back the way you came.
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Well, let's wait in the car. That way at least I can get some sleep.
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good plan
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(OOC)
What the frag?!? Who the hell would do that to Svan? Was it those shady characters I saw earlier? Anyway, no time to sit around and think... I'll drive off, and find a terminal somewhere. I'll call up some of my contact Omar. He knows how to do things on the down-low, maybe he can help me hide.
(/OOC)
"This is Omar, If you've got it, I'll Race it."
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<ooc>
Wait, are we still driving a stolen car? I'd rather not sit in it if it's hot to trot.
</ooc>
Maybe we should find a coffin motel to spend some time in... I don't want any more attention than we HAVE to have.
<GM Note> Darn! Almost could have got you there! </GM Note>
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i have a flat it aint fancy but its warm and dry
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We'll crash at Sam's flat.
"Lead the way, Doc. Let's see your place."
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"Hey Omar, it's Tak. I need a favor."
"Alright. What's up? I'm cleaning up after a race right now, but you are welcome to come on by. I'm at Southbridge and Crawshanks. Just off of the I 5."
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ok we go to my place
<Ahh... the wonders that are a low lifestyle... It's mostly an apartment... behind a bar... that shares a wall with the bar... a very thin wall... you can hear the game, and some fights over satalite delayed cheating techniques, allong with the subtle and not so subtle pick-up lines, even at this hour... there is some music drifting through as well... sounds like a depressing country song... extra twangey... and a drunk accompanyment on a carioki machine with a bad feedback loop adding reverberation and distortion in an ever-increasing howle... there's a leaking pipe in the living room / bedroom / kitchen, and the little scurry of rats running up and down the sewer pipe in the bathroom is almost passable if you didn't have to hear them ocasionally fight with each other... there is a nice couch however... and by the propped up posistion of the Tri-D, in a projection angle on the wall into more of a 2-D effect, you'd guess that the premium cable channels are probibly pirated from next door. there's a nice couch that's reletativly odor free... and an unmade bed (aka several matresses) in the corner. the walls are covered with star charts, psudo-magical-fetishes, and a lockbox, bolted to the floor with 6" thick chaines makes a decent seat in the corner...
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<ooc> I think I'll sit on the lock-box. Safest seat in the house. What is the area like? Are we in danger of the Star coming by and seeing our stolen ride? Or is it more likely that I jsut gave an easy steal to some kids in the area?</ooc>
You got anything to drink in here, Sam?
You think that if the star came, it would the the high thread responce team, and they wouldn't care about your car.
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(looks in fridge ) got some bottled water soymilk couple of beers some soycaff
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"I'll take a beer. What do you want to do while we wait? I don't think we really have all that much to go on- although I could call Ruski and put some more money into finding this guy- but I'm pretty close to tapped out. What sort of funds do you have left?"
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getting a bit low My self to bad we couldnt tap in to what the enemy knows
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Well, if we could do that... this would be a hell of a lot easier. Let me call Ruski, and see if we can get something on credit... I'm almost out of cash, but we need the info.
*dials the pocket cell phone to call Ruski*
*You have reached Ruski's Text message service. Ruski is currently ONLINE, and unable to answer phone calls, but through a rather clever text redirection service, and the use the a dictaphone, you can get in contact with him in real time by just text messaging him now, or contacting a teleprompt service for the hearing impaired. *
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"Hey Ruski- it's Jazzman. I was wondering if you could look up the information for that guy we're looking for now. We've had no luck tracking him down, and could really use a hand. Send me some text messages, or call me back on my cell. Bye."
*look to Sam*
"Well, now we get to wait."
*Okay, but just this once. Normally I don't do things on credit for new contacts. You owe me a nice convertable BMW for this. (pink slip optional) ... okay. he just used his cellphone at this location [location] he called another cellphone at this location [location]. I want a red one, and you gotta fix up any dammage that it gets from being aquired. *
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"Consider it already hot and in your parking garage."
Well, Sam- it looks like we got another lead. Lets find who he was calling, and track him down. And after all this is done, we need to steal a red BMW convertible. But that shouldn't be hard.
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"Ok, I'll meet you."
(OOC)
I'll quit the terminal and get back in the car. I'll drive back to where I parked the 'vette. I'll park the humvee, and leave a note inside saying something like:
"Sorry for taking your car, Svan needed it...but now he's dead. I didn't know what to do so I left it here. No hard feelings?"
I'll be sure to wipe down everything I touched inside and to get into the car, making sure I wipe up any blood I left behind. I'll get into the 'vette and take a randomized route to Omar.
(/OOC)
Okay, it takes you a little while to do a good job wiping down the humvee, and writing a note in what you hope is nondescript handwriting. (you have to throw away two attempts because you got blood on the paper, and didn't want to leave that lying arround) then, back into the corvette with open headders (you should fit in at the racetrack quite well) you head over to Omar's, taking your time it looks like the after race party is just getting under way... it's in an open-air parking lot filled with space heaters, and cars covered in neon-lights, mobil graphics, and near-naked women. aparently some of the loosers took it hard, as there are a number of flatbed towtrucks as well, each with the shattered remains of some raceboy's dream in it's clutches...
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lets head to the place he called good chance he is headed there
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We head there.
<Read Ingo's Description>
Oh, but add a general feeling of shame as your car isn't worth the NOS stickers on any of thease cars... and soooo much chrome... almost as much chrome as there is sillicone... and i'm not talking about the old chip kind...
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(OOC)
Ahh..the after party..if only I weren't being hunted down..
Ahem, back to business. I'll look around for Omar.
Omar has his usual seat next to the winners circle, generally pumping the winners, and dogging the loosers. by the looks of things, the pot was worth about 30-40K. not a bad pull.
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Did we get a picture of this guy from either MFI or Ruski?
Do we know what he looks like?
<You have a nice corperate picture of him from MFI.>
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(OOC)
I'll try to get his attention and pull him off to the side. Don't want everyone to hear our conversation.
(/OOC)
Okay, you stand off to the side for a bit, untill he looks over your way and you are able to catch his attention. he passes the microphone back to one of the bikini clad women who takes up where he left off talking trash. He pulls you through the crowd to a (slightly) more remote corner. there are still people arround, but this would apear to be the looser's corner, because no one here is celebrating. "So, Sup my man, you are a little late to race this evening, but you shoulda been here, Cow-Chow just made mincemeat of Suki demolition derby style. I guess the extra weight for thoes armor upgrades were worth it tonight!"
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I'll have Sam spead out and try and spot him... I'm not going to flash the picture, but I'll wander around and see if I can spot him as well.
"Sam, let's wander around and see if we can find him. Meet back here in ten minutes, and see what you can find."
You find a make-shift dance floor, compleate with DJ, lights, and spinning bodies. a circle of cars illuminates the dancers with their headlights, and the DJ seems to be working out of some kind of van that would apear to be 90% speaker by weight... you also see a number of interesting cars... a grav-lev towncar conversion on a van... a hovercraft... bikes that apear to be more chrome than anything else, and any number of trucks full to the brink with a combanation of used and unused kegs... there are any number of people jumping up and down, sulking, or otherwise being destracting with tan skin, and tight clothes... It will be very difficult to find him this way.
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got you
You find a pit-stop where they are preforming an enginge overhaul in the street. aparently whatever they are working on is state of the art, because there are three vans full of equipment working on it... one of them is car parts, with a compleatly new set of tires (rims included) one of them is an electronics workshop, with a bank of monitors that is displaying fuel pressure and airflow diagrams, and the third you have no idea what's inside... it's closed off, but the enginge block they are pulling out of the car is compleatly ceramic, and has 'Renracu Research and Development' stamped on the side of it... giving you the feeling that there may be at least a couple suits mixed in with the street thugs for this event... you look a little closer, and see that even if the suits are invisable, their musle isn't... there are a number of chrome eyes that gaze out into the crowd without a hint of expression on their faces... You take the hint before they notice you looking, and keep walking, stoping to admire an open enginge compartment next to a guy who's talking about how he's converted it to run compleatly off of compressed hydrogen... there is a 'no smoking' sign nearby.
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I'll try finding quieter groups, and I'll start showing the picture around. I'll make up some sob story about my adopted brother, and how my mom is sick and wants to see him. I'll look for quieter groups, the ones working on engines and talking and such.
After about 15 minutes of talking to random 'quieter' groups, you finally find someone who knows him.
"Hey, that's Tack! he never said he was adopted?" With some more pressing, you discover that he hasn't been seen here this evening by his normal hangout group.
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Takashi speaks on a quiet tone, close to Omar so he can hear him. "Omar, I'm in trouble. I need some place to hide quick. Can you help me?" At that Takashi takes a quick glance around trying to notice anything out of the ordinary.
You notice another guy from your building is here with his suped-up supra. you've seen him at races before, but you were in diffrent devisions in the company... he dosn't seem to have noticed you yet though...
"Yea, sure thing amigo, I'd be happy to help you out. you always do a decent job of spliting the pot when i set it up for you... and you never cry when you don't win. I figure I owe you something just for that. Listen, I gotta stick this out till the party dies down a bit, it wouldn't be seeming for the host to ditch his guests, but if you are really scared you can go crawl into the coffin motel in the next parking lot... lots of racers er... 'crash' there to celebrate. I can go take you someplace realy secure in like four hours or so... or, feel free to don some dark sunglasses, a hooded sweatshirt, and try to enjoy a cold beer for awhile, it looks like you need some quality relaxing time anyways...
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I'll try and find out if anyone knows where he is... I'll stick to the adoption story, even though it seems a little stupid for a corp suit kiddie.
Alright, tapping this a little harder than you probibly should, you discover that he's normally working late on nights like this, although showing up for the after race party isn't unheard of... you get a decent description of his car (that you don't see, but with this much chrome, it would kinda blend in) as well as a list of everyone he's beaten in a race... then it just degrades to people that want a re-match, his momma is so fat jokes, and steadly goes downhill from there.
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I'll try and meet back with Sam, to see what he's found.
"It looks like we'll have to wait and see if he shows up for this party- apparently he's a frequent winner here or something."
<roll> uh... you seem to have lost him too. (it is a big party)
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I make my way back to our start point
There are some people laughing at your car. you hear something to the effect of:
"Well, I may have lost today, but at least I don't have to drive home in THAT!"
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Takashi turns so his back is facing his coworker. He continues to speak in a hushed tone.
"Yeah I think I'll crash at the motel. I hate to ask, but do you got a spare certified stick? I don't want to use my SIN credstick, they might be able to track me."
He raises one eyebrow "Man, you are paranoid. " He sighs and shakes his head. "Alright, but don't go telling anyone I've done this for you, then everyone will want to borrow money from me." He pulls out a generic certified cred-stick, drops it into his 'pocket pal-cred swapper' and transferes 80Y over to it. "Don't go ordering the premium chanels on this. I didn't transfer enough for all of that."
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<I'll just wander then... there's no point in me standing in one place and missing out on a party like this.>
Okay <Charisma check> It takes you about 2.3 seconds to get a cold beer and a bikini model.
"Yea Baby, Did you see the race? No? You should have seen me! I live my life a quarter mile at a time..."
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"Thanks man, I owe you big time. I'll see you later." Takashi takes the credstick and heads to the coffin motel, keeping a low profile so no one notices him.
Okay, It looks like the coffin motel is mostly filled up with 'couples', but there are a couple of free rooms. looks like they are renting out at 15Y / hour.
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I'll smooze the model, enjoy the beer, and keep eyes out for both this corp kiddie and Sam. (Where on earth can an ork doctor hide out?)
Yes, with the model on one arm, and the beer in the other, i'm sure that your first concern is the wearabouts of your (Human BTW) friend with a biomed skill... you check the model's tonsils for signs of him... but... nope! not there!
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waits by the car watching for jazz and the target
You do catch sign of something, but it's not something you are looking for... over the pounding music... revving enginges, and screaming girls... you somehow notice an offbeat rythem that's not coming from the overly amplified speakers. looking arround you seem to be the only one to notice it...
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(OOC)
Ok, I'll get a room and try to calm down a bit. I'll set the alarm for 3.5 hours and try and take a nap, I imagine I'm exhausted after all that junk I went through.
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Ahhh... the blisfull embrase of the dark beyonde... not even the wresteling match that seems to be taking place in the coffin next to you can stop your sleep from crashing into you like a mac truck... washing away everthing but the pain... and then... even the pain starts to go away...
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I'll totally mack with the model, and look for everyone later. ;D
Yes. Yes you are. In fact, you get as far as the coffin motel parking lot before she even realises where you are 'wanering' over to...
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SEE IF i CAN LOCATE THE SORCE
<Int Check> Hmm... you ponder on the reverberation for a bit... trying to pinpoint what could be causing it... when you notice the three 'silent' helocopters overhead hovering over the party in a rather ominious fashion... again, you seem to be the only person to notice it.
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peek in to the astral plane at the helos
Each Helo has one astrally active person, except for one of the Helo's, that has an almost astrally active pilot as well as the normal astral active passanger. also, there's quite a bit of astral activitity down in the party... the DJ apears to be spinning more than just tunes, and a number of the racers are astrally active as well. (there's also one particular car that has an astrally active gastank for some reason you can't understand...)
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Chaingun fire screams from multiple points above the party. it seems that five or six helocopters are opening fire with about two chainguns each. tracer rounds fly through the night lighting up the area with a lightning storm of rebounding sparks and dark puffs of blood obscuring the moonlight. the pounding music is replaced by the dull whine of a static feedback loop feeding into the speakers and acompanied by a slowly increasing scream of terror.
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heads to the coffin motel to get out of the open
Most people are rushing out into the street, and down alleyways. an unlucky few seem to be determined to 'outrun' them with their cars, and are the first to be shot down by multiple streams of bullets.
<Roll Inititive>
7
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I'm assuming those of us "otherwise entangled" in the coffin motel are awakened/disturbed by the sound of chainfire? ;D
That is a correct assumption. Aparently imminant death isn't the aprodisiac that the race-boys and girls were claiming it was to their associated partners. Oh, and <Roll Init.>
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Takashi wakes up to the drone of chaingun fire. "AWW FRAG!" He quickly gathers his things and bolts out of there dispersing with the crowd mumbling something along the lines of 'now what?!?'
You get out of the motel, along with several other people who are kicking out the coffins and bailing as fast as they can pull their pants on... being unarmed (and unclothed) dosn't seem to help much for pitty's sake, the chaingun fire originating overhead cuts through people half dressed just as easily as thoes pulling out zip guns and firing into the air...
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INIT: 8
With all the yelling and screaming the bigest guy you can see dosn't seem to notice you or your sugestion. the second bigest guy you can see gets cut inhalf by chaingun fire... you think perhaps it's armor pearcing rounds...
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I'll look around. Is there any sort of escape route that isn't being shredded with lead? Are they shooting into the coffin motel, or just the crowd of people?
In any case, I'll start looking arond for a car to steal- something with armor, doesn't need to be particularly fast.
They are shooting at anything that moves. Cars doubly so.
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I'll stay under the cover of the coffin motel for now... but I'm going to look around for a sewer entrance of some kind. I'm probably going to need an escape plan very soon.
You see a sewer manhole cover nearby, but it looks heavy.
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I dive into some cover, whatever I can find. Then I try to find a pattern in their shooting or who the heck they are.
Init: 9
Okay, their chaingun fire is tearing up prettymuch everyone, although they seem to be concentrating fire on thoes people trying to leave, fastest getting shot down first. (so, cars are a first target, runners second... etc etc etc) you are guessing that they aren't milatary, seeing as how they are slaughtering unarmed... well, mostly unarmed people, they aren't loanstar, kuz they are slient choppers... they are probibly corperate, from one of the big-10...
you get some cover by a nearby trashcan. it probibly won't stop a bullet, but perhaps it'll slow it down some. you are one floor up (on the second of two stories) it's open-air outside of the 'rooms' though, without even a rain gutter for cover (cuts down on the homeless sleeping 'near' the motel rooms instead of inside them where they have to pay) judging by the viscus red fluid leaking out of several still closed doors, you are guessing that hiding inside the rooms isn't an option.
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I unleash a thunderclap at the nearest copter then scramble down into the nearest sewer
As soon as you go astral to cast your spell, you get hit with a mana-bolt. <8S> roll resistance. aparently the astrally active individuals in the choppers that you saw earlyer were delaying action to prevent magical attacks to their craft.
11 4 4 4 3 3 5
Well, one sucess is better than none. You get blasted off of your feet, and blood pours from your eyes, ears, mouth, and nose as a concussion blast knocks you onto your back. you are lucky that the helocopter is right above you, because if it was anywhere else, you wouldn't still have LOS for it... however, you are extreamly disorented (the helocopter seems to be spinning arround at an increadable rate) but unless you accidentily fell into the middle of a carosell, you doubt that the world is actually spinning that quickly. between the spinning, the red haze of blood pouring into your eyes, and the edges of blackness coming into all sides of your field of vision you are having a very difficult time of concentrating. (could be something to do with that +3 from a serious wound) but, it's still your turn, and you still (barley) have LOS to the helocopter, so you can still cast a spell if you are feeling lucky and / or self destructive...
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I'll shout at someone nearby who looks strong
"Hey, pull that manhole cover off and we can esacpe in the sewer!"
You have to physically grab someone to get them over there, and although the guy is bigger than you, he's not doing much to help the manhole cover move.
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I'll try and lift it on my own, then.
With the other guy still working the side, you attempt to get next to / accrost from / whatever works to help out... combined though... it's still not enough to move the cover.
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Book it to the first floor, maybe the 2nd floor will fair as better cover than a trash can.
As you begin to run you notice an increasingly loud roar as a chaingun begins to home in on you... it get's closer and closer untill becoming destracted by an orc that pops out of a motel with a shotgun in hand, firing repeatidly at the helocopter... things do not go well for the Orc, who re-defines the old term 'making a mess of his room', but it does allow you to make it to the bottom floor.
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I try to find something that looks like it's made of thick metal or steel or something to hide under while I look for a viable escape route.
Nothing thicker than a carbon fiber hood is anyware nearbye.. and judging by the bullet looking holes punched through it an many places, you are guessing that it won't help much... perhaps you should have joined a car club that raced heavy old metal cars instead of the light fast cars you ended up getting into... it looks like anyone that runs away is getting cut down, but standing arround seems to be a more 'delaying the inevatable' than a 'getting away clean' plan... there's a group of people near something by the edge of the parking lot though they seem less panicked than some others...
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I'll call for people to help with the manhole cover- if we don't get this thing up, I doubt very many people are going to make it out of here alive- and I plan on being part of that group, whether a majority or a minority.
Okay, finally someone thinks to get a lugwrench and use it to get some leverage to get up the manhole cover... it is taking several people, yourself included, but you are (slowly) getting it up.
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Well, I'll encourage them to hurry- it's not going to take too long before the helicopters wonder why everyone is over here in a football huddle and decide to blitz us.
There are still a fair number of people making a B-line for the exits... and getting cut to ribons in the process. you'll have a good 20 seconds or so before they get arround to the people who are just hiding.... you'd guess.
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crawl for nearest sewer hole
You roll over, throw up, and crawl allong the gutter untill you reach a storm drain. lucky for you all that blood all over your body makes it easy for you to slide into it and fall the 10' into a filthy pile of refuse.
<Resist 4L from falling>
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I'll keep working on lifting the cover, but I want to look around and see what the helicopters are doing... I'd rather see it coming, if I have to die at all...
Their Fire is concentrated in an outward arc... getting all the people trying to get away, they are for the most part ignoring the people who stay where they are, hiding under stuff, and crying in fear. they do however take some exceptions... like anyone who bothers to shoot back. they get taken out at an even higher priority.
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I'll keep working on the cover- once we get it lifted, I'll start telling people, but there's no reason to get a mob rearing to use the exit just yet.
You open the cover and the smell of methane is almost instantly overwhelming. you also notice something skitter-splash out of the cresent of moonlight that is illuminated on the river of filth below. everyone takes a step back.
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Ok, I'll go to the edge of the parking lot. I won't flat out run though, seems that everyone who runs gets turned into swiss cheese.
Alright. on your way there, you notice a large-ish group of people working on an escape route through the sewer system. the ringleader is a tall black elf that you don't reconize from the car club, many of the other people you do reconize though.
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ok 5 4 8 (8 dice from combat pool )5 3 4 2 2 5 3 1
Okay, you don't Die, but you do throw up as you land in what can only be a large soft pile of raw sewage. Lucky for you it's mostly slime from the street, but with the snowfall instead of rainfall, it's really cold, and not very watered down. you also find a tire iron that's nearly rusted in two. you pull it out of your ribs before standing up and looking arround. it's a tight sewer tunel you didn't spend much time in the sewers as a kid on the streets, too many rats. like that big one right there. but seeing as how you lost so many neil the orc barbarian action figures down manhole covers, you would have thought that you could have gone down to get them back. oh well. you'll save the childhood memories for later. right now you have the once removed sound of gunfire and screams, peppered with the ocasional explosion from above, and a splitting headache. you are glad that most of your hemoraging is internal, because you'd hate to have an open wound in this place.
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I'll wrap part of my shirt around my face and dive in... better stink than death. Although it occurs to me that some of these breeders are going to need light once we get down there.
Okay, it's been a long time... like a week, sence you went crawling through the sewers. (that's the last time you believe some punk kids that say that they lost their neil the orc barbarian autographed baseball down the sewer...) but even with the feeling of human filth compleatly saturating your shoes you can't help but feel a little safer. oh, you also see your doctor friend, covered in drek and blood several feet down the sewer pipe. there are rats, flys, and drek all arround. the pipe goes north and south.
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I'll head toward my doc friend... especially if he's worse for wear.
"Chummer, I saw shooting, but what the frag happened to you?"
Several other people from up top follow you down once they see you don't immediatly die.
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I'll ask around and find out if anyone knows where this sewere pipe leads... and if we should head north or south. I'll also look around and see if the model I was busy with earlier made it into the group of us going to make it out of here alive.
Most people are still shakily looking up at the sky through the manhole cover... probibly trying to figure out if it's better to be down here rather than out there... but you don't see anyone climbing back out... you also don't see the model you were with earlyer, and everyone gives you a slightly disguested dumb look when you ask for dirrections... they apear to be underwhelmed that their 'fearless leader' aparently didn't have a well thought out plan before he climed into the sewers...
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I'll follow the group into the murky depths of filth.
You think to yourself: (What a perfect end to my day... how COULD it get ANY better? and then you are knee deep in (meta)human waste, and that's about where you imagination runs out.
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Okay, north it is.
I'll give Sam a hand, because he looks fragged all ways till Sunday, and let's get this group moving.
Okay, you make it about 200 yards through the murkie darkness (you are very apriceative of your lowlight vision at this point) before the moonlight providing the only illumination through gutter trophs and sewer grates is reduced to a point that even you are having difficulty seeing. also, you hear something with claws following you, but you can't pinpoint it's location.
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reaching in my bag I hand jazz a falshlight was a little woozy seemms that had mages just waiting for someone to try to stop them
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"They were prepared. I don't even know why they attacked that place, but they were doing a thourough job cleaning it out."
I'll take the flashlight from Sam, and try and get a hold of his gun, too.
I never did get a chance to pick one up.
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As you click on the flashlight and grab a gun out of the sack, you get a better view of what's arround you. the tunnel is heading towards a trashgrate that spans from floor to cealing. the rest of the people that followed you down are huddled arround you, staring out into the side pipes with wide open eyes. there seems to be a staggering trail of people making their way down the manhole, and the sound of running feet splashing in filth echos quite well in the enclosure you currently find yourself in. the chaingun fire sounds distant now, but you aren't quite sure if you've gone far enough to get out of their line of fire... it could just be the effect of hearing it through a street's worth of asphalt and concreete.
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I'll look around for some kind of door/opening that I can start getting people out of here through. I'd rather not go topside just yet, until I'm fairly sure that they're not sitting above us with guns, waiting for us to stick our heads out.
Is there any sort of door on the trash grate?
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Oh, and I'll check and see how many bullets this gun has in it.
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The gun has a full clip (whatever that is for mercy's gun of choice) there is no doorway through the trash grate that you can see... although perhaps there was at one point. it's really hard to tell. it's very corroded. there are several crawl capable tunnles going off in several directions, but no were to walk. you aren't quite to the trash grate yet though, perhaps a closer look at it would give you some more data to work with.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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{15 rounds evey time you pull the trigger uses three rounds its a ruger thunder bolt and has gel rounds} I cast a healing spell on self (half the dice for sucess other half drain) 5 3 2 3 4 3 8 5 1 [drain 4 3 2 5 2 6 3 8 3 5]
So, that's TN: 4 for serious wound, plus three for the effects of that wound on your body... giving you one sucess... knocking it back to moderate +3... resist dammage looks like two sucesses... you take a light stun wound... putting you back at the +3 modifier you were at with the serious wound... but at least one box of that will go away in a half hour...
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I'll get everyone to move closer to the trash grate.
If there's no good way through, I'll have to figure some way to split up the groups.
Upon closer inspection there is a gap rotted out at the bottom of the trash grate that is even with the 'water' level. you can dive under it if you aren't too 'bulkie', don't mind submirging yourself in raw sewage (like cooked sewage would be any better) and you aren't affraid of the 9,000 bad things that'll happen if you come up at the wrong point under the grate and end up impailing yourself on the desease encrusted rusted jagid points of the trash grate.
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How sturdy is this rusted gate? Maybe we can get a couple of the bigger guys and have them bend and break this thing... cause I'm not relishing the thought of submerging myself in raw sewage. I'm having a hard enough time breathing as it is...
It's pretty sturdy... If you had a troll and a good half hour you could probibly crack another couple inches off the top. it's very rusty, sharp and pointie though, so touching it with your hands is probibly a bad idea.
actually it's probibly a bad idea to touch anything down here. including yourself.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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I'll try and feel around with my foot about how wide and tall the opening under the sewage is... I'm really not looking forward to this, but you have to do what you have to do. :/
Everything below water level is rotted away. you have about a foot and a half of clearance. there are some sharp spots that catch the bottom of your shoes as you swish them arround... probibly the original connection spots for the grate. it's about two feet wide... give or take. it is a circular opening, making it a little wider at the top by the tetnis-pokey death, and quite narrow at the bottom.
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I don't want to take the gun and flashlight "underwater" with me... is it possible to pass it between the bars, so someone can pass it to me once I go under?
Calling what you are about to dive into 'water' is like calling a 560 lb girl who's 4'0" 'huskie', but yes, there is enough space to hand something through the bars with only a little bit of trash removal.
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I'll pull some trash out, and then hand the gun and flashlight to Sam before holding my breath, pinching my nose closed, praying to the catholic saints they made me in school, and then diving under and trying to come up on the other side as quickly as possible.
you hear a collective intake of breath and subdued reching sounds from the crowd as you dive into the sludge. it's like swimming through jello, you don't dare open your eyes, but you feel your way past the gate and come up on the other side. you are covered in shit. after shaking your head to get rid of the bigger peaces, you notice a large turd sitting on your sholder. this doesn't do much for the level of enthusasism of the people on the other side of the grate.
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I'll throw up, and then have Sam pass me the gun and flashlight.
"Come on people- any of you got a better idea? We stand the best chance if we stick together."
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(OOC:) LOL "Stick together!" like the turds are sticking to you!! Bahahaha sorry couldn't resist. I'm next anyway.(/OOC)
It can't get any worse for me so I'm going through if no one else is. I'll just make a mental note to go get lots of shots later, after I soak in nice warm soapy CLEAN water for a few hours.
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hands the gun and flashlight thru then takes a deep breath and slides thru
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Okay, with you three on the other side, everyone else is still looking pretty undecided as to if it's a good idea to go drek diving... however, something happens that helps them make their mind. from the other end of the sewer (the end over by the manhole cover where you poor slots jumped into this mess) there is the sound of a metal on concrete crack / splash, followed by a beam of ultra-bright light, and the snap-crackel-pop of an autocannon. richochets pepper the area as a seemingly unending belt of ammo is emptied in your dirrection. the remaining people are crawling over each other to get under the grate, although some of them aren't fast enough. several have holes over an inch in diamater show up through their bodies in red explosions of blood right before they sink into the quagmire they are standing in. There are aparently two people with mini-guns, and ultra-bright light systems at the other end of the sewer. they are shooting in your direction, but between the meat and the grate, not much of it is getting through to you.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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Well, I'll help pull the people through who look like they're alive enough to make it... but as soon as the way is mostly blocked with corpses, we'll have to leave the others behind.
<OOC> Do I recognize Takashi from the picture that I was carrying around and flashing to people, or my mind too caught up in other things?
I think you are pretty distracted at this point... but *shrug* you are a smart guy, and it is why you are here in the first place,... but he is covered with a nice fecal-disguise at this point as well... let's say INT check, target number 12. no... no, that's too high. 10. you make it, you reconise him.
oh, and the people are all stuck fighting under the grate... getting ahold of them is difficult at best due to the 'slipperyness' of the situation. STR 8 check to pull one through, let's say you can make checks untill you fail once, 1 check = one guy saved. do your best. (anyone else can feel free to make their own checks or run for their own lives as they feel the need to)
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Str Check to pull people through:
8,4,4 (One success - one person saved)
8,4,3 (One success - two people saved)
16,4,1 (one success - three people saved)
5,3,3 (no successes)
Int check to recognize Takashi:
5,4,2,2,1 (no successes)
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(going rest at the side while jazz is pulling poeple out being as very wozzy )
Okay. as you rest aghinst the side of the wall and Jazz pulls a couple of people through the grate; the mechanised death machines martch ever closer, relentless in their wanton distruction of life. you feel the sudden need to tie a blindfold arround your eyes and start smoking a cancer stick.
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I take off, too many near-death experiences for me thank you very much!
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I start off down the tunnel tugging jaz to follow me
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Well, I saved three people. I'll bring them with us, and run down the tunnel. They might follow, but it's going to take them some time to get through that grate, especially with the bodies in the way of the entrance we used.
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Okay, the six of you splash down the tunnel as fast as you can, the bright lights and singing or richochets dogging your heals... there is a slight pause and a roar of twisting metal that must mean that they had to stop to get past the grate... aparently they tore it apart with a spair 'jaws of life' they had in their backpack or something... at any rate it's only giving you a couple extra seconds to get some breathing room.
as you splash allong you come to another decision point. there's a waterfall, with the contents of this tunnel spilling into a larger floodway. after the floodway there is a steep incline (a dry waterfall as it were) into the open sky, or a spillway that goes down deeper into the sewers.
-RuskiFace the GM
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With them only a few seconds behind us, I'll go down rather than up.
(especially when we already know that they have helicopter support)
"You guys can do what you want- I'm going deeper."
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Jump for it!
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follow the leader
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Okay, capitolising on that whole 'mob mentality' you slide, one after the other down the drek-slide, and into a 'pool' as it were... you can't touch the ground, ... but even if you were tempted to dive down and find out how deep it is, you really don't want to. Then again, you may not have a choice...
<Inventory check> Who's encumbered? if you have more than your body rating in Kelo's of gear, you are sinking...
Okay, that being said, there are two waterfalls leading out, one to sky, one back the way you came. there are lights bouncing arround like someone running is carrying them down the tunnel you just exited, there are ladders allongside each of the 'waterfalls', and one deeper dump basin going further underground. the dump basin is covered by a trash grate at the bottom (much like the one that was rotted out where you were last) but it is open to the sky. (so, you can't swim under it, but you can jump over it / climb over it)
there's an onimous sucking sound coming from that dirrection.
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We'll have to go in the direction of the ominous sucking sound... although I'm not really willing to jump the second time- I'm going to give the whole ladder thing a try, just to see what happens. Maybe I won't have to swallow a mouthful of drek-water.
Didn't see your inventory check. ...
and the ladders only go on the 'up' waterfalls. the down one aparently isn't suppose to have people go in it.
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noy a problem only carrying 26.6 kilos my body wight is 200 LB
not your body weight, your BOD rateing. even a single Kilo is a lot of dead weight to carry arround... expecially when trying to keep afloat in fecal matter... what you have is almost 60 lbs of gear... that's more equipment than i carried when i went camping for a week as a boyscount, and had to keep everything with me. unless you have a bod of like 12, I think you are sinking like a rock to the bottom of the fecal pit.
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According to what I understand, the only things I'm carrying are one of Sam's guns, and a flashlight, as well as my clothes. Although I guess we can say I'm carrying some car thief tools, and my PDA/phone...which is a little worse for wear at this point.
Results < 5 kg
Okay, you are still afloat, but it's tought to keep your head above 'water' at this point. /b]
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I'll head for the ladder too. ladders only go to the 'up' exits. the 'down' sludge exit (where your fearless leader is heading) has no such device installed. it's got a half-trash grate (covering the submerged part of this sewage system) and a narrow tunnel thingie that has a wierd sucking sound coming from it.
I'm carrying my clothes I'm wearing, pocket secretary, pocket flashlight, respirator, and a secure jacket. All in all prolly less than 10 kg (rought estimate).
Alright, you really have to strugle to keep your head above 'water', perhaps it's the liquid soaked clothing, but whatever the effect you don't think you'll be able to keep this up for long, and you defenitly don't think you'll make it to the side un-assisted... it may be time to loose the secure jacket at least, possibly your shoes too, to make swimming easyer. Your resperator would probibly be very handy about now... but seeing as it's entirely under fecal matter at this point... you may want to wash it first.
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I'll lose the jacket and follow the fearless leader.
(without the jacket my gear weighs 2.5 kg, previously it was at 5.5 after checking in the book)
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I'll ditch my synth-leather jacket too, but I'm keeping my shoes for when we have to run across that rusty broken metal grate.
extra weight < 2kg
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee...
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noy a problem only carrying 26.6 kilos my body wight is 200 LB
not your body weight, your BOD rateing. even a single Kilo is a lot of dead weight to carry arround... expecially when trying to keep afloat in fecal matter... what you have is almost 60 lbs of gear... that's more equipment than i carried when i went camping for a week as a boyscount, and had to keep everything with me. unless you have a bod of like 12, I think you are sinking like a rock to the bottom of the fecal pit.
ok my bod is 3 and acturly am only carrying 22.6 will loose the sleping bag and my jacket res of my stuff is in a rucksack munis the wight of used up ammo and gun drops me down to 18.4dump the flare luncher brings me down to 15. 7 not sure how much to take off for my long coat am ballparking the coat at 3 wich puts me at 12.7
okay, by shedding that extra stuff you are able to keep your head above 'water', but it's a strugle, you aren't going to be able to keep this up for long.
(but at least you aren't sinking...)
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is there a ledge i can reach
two actually. one going back the way you came, one going up into the night sky, Each is a bit of a swim though, and then your other option that everyone else seems to be swimming towards... the sludge slide going down a dark tunnel into an ominous sucking sound...
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I'm liking the idea of this ominous sucking sound less and less... but I doubt that it's a really good idea to change my mind halfway through and go the other way.
Maybe they'll decide that we probably went up rather than toward the certain death of down... :/
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You and your small party of fecal covered floating friends (sounds like a new superhero group!) make it over to the protective grate coverind the water half of the opening leading 'downstream' you can feel the air being pulled through the top half of the pipe. it's almost a fresh breaze.
about that time the lights and whatnot are almost to the opening you slid down the first place.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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Yeah, with them that close behind, we'll stay the course.
What's up ahead of us?
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It takes more effort that you like to admit to pull yourselves out of the 'muck' while climbing the submerdged grate. You imagine that it must be akin to escaping quicksand, and it's somewhat disheartening to have to 'dive back in' on the other side. to the grate's credit, the fluid on this side is much thinner, although there is a bit of a current. the pipe/tunnel is aproxametly 6' accrost. (also, 6' high) you can almost stand, if not for the current pulling you downward, and the slipperyness of the footing (it's very, very slick) there are 'ribs' to the tunnel, and if you are over 6' tall you can reach bouth sides and sort of brace yourself aghinst the current. (strength 3 test) if you are under 6' tall, you can acheve the same effect by putting your feet on one side, and your hands on the other... however, it'll be quite difficult, and require an athletics 4 test to pull it off.
you'd guess that the first 10' or so of pipe leading back would be visable from the entry way (where the people following you are coming from) that's also about as far as light from the night sky penetrates the tunnel... after that... it's very... very dark.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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I brace my self my arms as i move
09 08 03 02 02 02
You hate to think about what's squishing through your fingers as you move, but you are able to keep yourself from getting 'flushed' down the tunnel. (you have a strength of 6?)
(no am 6 ft tall)
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8 6 5 1
I'll warn everyone to be careful as I slide down the tube- I don't want anyone behind me to take out the group as they slip. I heard a story about two brothers in a river once. ;D
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10 1 2 7 2 - 2 Successes.
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Okay. you all crawl deeper into the tunnel making sure to keep out of sight of the guys with chainguns that are looking after you... from your vantage point (looking over your sholders as you climb steddily deeper into the pipe) you can see the sweeping arc of their flashlights as they attempt to locate where you've gone.
<Stealth Check Everyone>
TN#4
-RuskiFace the GM
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11, 9, 8, 6, 4, 1 ,1
Four successes.
<ooc>Please, oh please let everyone make it!</ooc>
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3 2 4 5 9 2 =1 success
(I don't have the Stealth skill so I'm defaulting off of Quickness)
You are clunking arround a bit... but hopefully the sound of your movements is covered up by the sucking sound of the pipe...
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09 07 05 03 02 01 3 sucsesses
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You all whince as some of the 'taggers on' that Jazzman rescued make a little bit of noise... you can hear the whine of the miniguns rotating barrels as the troops stand overlooking the spillway.
...
then comes the sound of heavy armor climbing down a ladder...
...
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Further down it is.
"Let's see how far this rabbit-hole goes!" I'll say over my shoulder as I let go and slide down the chute.
<ooc> better the uncertain death in front of me than the certain death behind me</ooc>
the sounds of heavy armor climbing a metal ladder suddenly stop... the rotation of barrels dosn't though...
(perhaps you shouldn't have said that so loud)
oh well. not much you can do about it now.
you slide down the tunnel... it's like a slip n' slide at a wate park... only you don't want to open your mouth to scream for fear of what might fall into it... and there are no lifeguards to rescue you if you start to dround...
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Well, I don't want to slide out the bottom of this tube, so I'm going to try to use my arms and legs to slow myself down, to brake so I don't shoot out the end of the tube into a pile of sharp and pointy things.
It's hard to stop once you've got some momentum behind you... STR 6 test. 1 sucess only slows you down. you need 2 to stop.
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5, 2, 2
No successes... :/
Well, no stopping for you. you plundge down the pipe faster and faster. it's very dark, but that may just be drek in your eyes... it's hard to tell what's up and what's down, but eventually you are pretty sure that you are falling... yes. defenitly falling.
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Well since the bullets have started flying...
I'll follow him down the pipe.
STR check: 1 2 2 4 11 ...... 1 Success
You slide down the pipe untill you can't see light any more, putting out your hands to stop your decent you are unable to get a good hand hold, instead forced to try and wedge your body at an angle to stop your decent... the force of the water that backs up behind you when you do this is overpowering however, and you are still slowly being pushed further and further down the pipe line.
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10 08 05 05 03 03 2 SUCSESSES
You grunt forcefully with the effort it takes to keep yourself in place. you can hear the attempts of your friends further down the pipe to stop... but seeing as how those sounds are getting further and further away, they must not be very sucessfull. the three remaining people from the party are looking at you in wide eyed terror trying to decide what fate is worse, when the decision is taken out of their hands as gunfire sparks through the side of the pipe, killing two of them where they stand. the third is hit, but not fatally. their bodies follow the flow of the drain toward you.
(STR 6 test to keep your posisition in the pipe and not get knocked further down stream. (or, if you are feeling chilvirous you could try to save the one remaining person from the flow by getting some extra sucesses...
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I decide to take the desion out of his hands grab him and slide and pray
Okay. about another 10 yards down the pipe you catch up to someone who was trying to stop themselves. uh... let's just say that they can't stop you at this point, and you all together pile screaming down the pipeline.
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You fall for what seems like a long time... it's hard to breathe, and it's harder to see... the spots forming in your vision could be from any number of things... chemical induction into your system, brief flashes of chemically colored fungus on the walls, lack of oxygen to the brain... it's really hard to tell. eventually you splash into a 'lake' of some sort. you don't know how deep you go exactly, but you never do touch the bottom, and your lungs burn fearcly before you make it back to the surface. it's still black as pitch, and there's a general current pulling you in one particular dirrection, but it's much easyer than in the tunnel. (or at least feels that way)
you can hear the sound of the waterfall, and you can feel the dirrection the current is pulling you, but other than that, you have very little perseption ability.
-RuskiFace the GM
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There is also a gentle dripping sound of condensation all above you...
-Retread the Atmosphere Generator
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I'll swim away from the sound of the "waterfall" but toward where I would guess the 'shore' is... Somewhere I can claw the drek out of my eyes, and figure out what I still have on my person... maybe that flashlight or a gun to defend myself?
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I'll rotate so that the waterfall sound is either coming from the left or the right of my position (not front or back). Then I'll start swimming forward hopefully trying to find a ledge or a wall.
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as will I
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Okay. You make it over to the side, with everyone else. The flashlight and gun are gone. (as well as anything else that was in your hands when you got 'flushed')
pulling the drek out of your eyes dosn't reduce the darkness any.
you do find the 'shoreline' and what you can only guess are your companions. you guess this by the swearing they are all doing under their breath. other than the sounds of water, and swearing, it's pretty quiet down here.
-RuskiFace the GM
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Well, since we can't see anything, I'm gonna whisper
"So... who made it down here? I did hear some shooting above us, right?"
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"I'm alive....barely."
I check my pockets, still got my pocket flashlight? Hopefully I didn't lose it in all this fiasco.
(Checking... YUP! first peace of good news all day.) you snap it on, and get a softly glowing brown glob in your hand. cleaning off the drek you have a beam that extends perhaps 10'... not very far; but certanly better than pitch blackness.
edit: just fixed the color tag
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wisping enough is enough
(07 07 05 05 05 05 04 04 03 03 03 02 01
#D:13 TN:6 H#:7 S:2) I summon a spirt of Man
(Is that counting your modifiers for being seriously wounded? (+3TN) being 'flushed' down a river of human waste was certanly refreshing, but I don't think it was fun enough to get rid of a serious wound)
(force 4 still 2 sucesses)[drain test 14 10 09 08 05 04 04 03 02 02 02 01 01
#D:13 TN:7 H#:14 S:4]
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This is a large catacomb like area. you see the pipe waterfall you fell through, as well as several others that dump into this large basin like area. the side walls are banked, and have several layers of high water marks displaying proudly the diffrent levels of liquid presented in the city.
currently, it's on one of the lower marks (having the rain fall in crystal form probibly helps with the current water level being so low.)
there is random piles of trash half burried in solid sweage about the shoreline. you don't know what happened to the other three people that were with you, but they certanly aren't making much noise wherever they are.
you have up-stream, down stream, and a couple of random sidepipes to go crawling through for ways out of here.
-RuskiFace the GM
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Did we come in one of the "side" pipes? We'll head upstream, because I have no idea where we are at thins point, and the only thing I know is that I don't want to be HERE.
Especially not when the fraggers with the minigun decide to follow us down the pipe.
Nope. you are pretty sure you came through that 'man sized' waterfall from the 6' wide pipe pouring fluid into the middle of the resivour. the wierd side pipes are pretty small, but they are there, and you could climb into them if you wanted to.
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{is there enough light that i can see ok with my night vision [its a edge i have]
actually, you'd be able to see better at night, without the contrast of high-light and low-light areas... if you 'switch on' your low light vision, everything get's washed out by the flashlight... if you are in normal vision, you are limited same as everyone else to the bounderies of the flashlight. you can make it work, but it takes some effort. you have to stand outside the area lit by the flashlight's radius, and make sure to never look in that direction, then you get a slightly better (or wider at least) view of your surroundings.
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I'll follow Jazz upstream.
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I guess we'll walk along the shore, looking for some sign of a decent way out of here... some way which doesn't involve climbing up a probably-blocked pipe for hours.
Maybe a ladder or the like?
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You hike through the sewer for what seems like hours. after this time, and repetied attempts to not throw up, you do find a ladder going up. there is a skelatal figure half burried in the fecies at the base of the lader. aparently someone thought this was a good dumping ground for a dead body.
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Hmmm... after a precursory check to see if the corpse has anything of value, I'll start climbing the ladder.
"Let's get the ell out of here, and find some fragging soap."
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hold up let me send my spirt up frist
{i send up the city spirt to check frist}
It goes up to an city sewer access point. it's locked and alarmed, but ungaurded. .
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ok its locked aND alramd but no guards around it jazz
I then order My spirt to protect me
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"Anyone have a set of wirecutters? I need something to get rid of the alarm- I can get past it if I have the tools for it."
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sorry cant help you there
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How about you, other guy? Got any skills to help out here?
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I check my pockets to see if I happen to have anything of use.
You haven't lost anything, but you didn't have that much to start with. ... as a side note, you seem to have picked up several pounds of combined 'biomass' in your pockets.
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"Sorry man, all I've got on me is that flashlight and my pocket secretary."
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jazz I have my medkit yet maybe there something in there
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Uhhh... if it has some tweezers and a knife or something, that should work. I wish I'd held on to my tech toolkit when I decided to run for my life.
*looks through Sam's medkit to find anything workable as a tool*
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there are some gause cutting scisors, some gause (that has seen more hygenic days, to be sure) some bandaids (also, having seen better days) some smelling salts(they smell on the outside too now), some iodine (you probibly wouldn't feel safe putting that on any open wounds you've got) a curved needle and thread, a stimpatch, and a tranqpatch. there's also some milk of milasia, some activated charcol, and snake-bite-antidote. (you wouldn't want to injest any of that in it's current state though...)
Oh, you also notice in the bottom of the package the new ultra-slim auto-doc package, basicly an automated difibulator, with a three shock limit.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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I'll pack everything in there as good as I can, climb up the ladder with the flashlight, and try to wedge myself in there as I work on opening the sewergrate.
What's the deal once I get up there? manhole cover? Sewer grate? Anyone with a minigun and spotlight staring at me?
If its an old-fashioned lock, I'll use the needle to pick it (I have skill with old fashioned locks)
If its a new-tech lock, I'll try and use the crappy gauze-scissors to pry the faceplate off, so I can tweak the wires.
Okay, you mannage to get up there, and asside from being heavy, the grate to the topside world unimpressive. what's at the topside world is more interesting however. the grate reveals a small room with city sponcered safety posters, some breathing gear, and a motion detector and alarm pad on the inside, and an old tech lock on a door leading to the outside. there's also a window with a slowly spinning fan in it that you could probibly stop and climb through, and a filing cabanet that is doubtless full of un-interesting information.
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Where is the motion sensor in the room? Did we already set it off, or would we set it off if we entered the room, or what?
OOC: More than anyhting, I'm glad I'm not facing a room full of miniguns... ;D
Well, you can breath easy at that (or as easy as you can covered in drek). the motion detector hasn't picked you up yet, but you are pretty sure that even moving the grate to get into the room will set it off. not like there'll be much of a repurcussion for your actions... you don't even see a place for a minigun turit to be hidden... but you realise that there is a possibility that a general alert will go off, and that everyone who matters will know where you came out... so you won't have a lot of time to sit arround and discuss politics or whatever once you move the grate.
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I'll shout to the guys below;
"Hey, climb up- I can move this thing, but once I do, we're not going to have time to sit around drinking tea- we'll have to move pretty quick to make sure security doesn't catch us."
To myself, under my breath, I'll add: "Not that they'd want to, considering what we're covered with..."
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I climb the ladder just below jazz
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I'll start trying to figure out the best way to open the grate while we're waiting for the third guy (the japanese guy) to join us.
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well, it looks heavy, but with some sort of leverage, or a decent strength 6 test you should be able to get it moving.
a failed test would probibly move it a little bit, possibly setting off the alarm, and possible spin it arround so it was cutting the manhole opening in half vertically.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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I'll climb up and help them move the grate.
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06 06 05
Two successes (yay for luck finally being on my side.)
I'll climb through as quickly as possible, and then move over to stop the fan while the other two climb out. Where does the fan chute lead?
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the small parking lot surrounding the little shed thingie. there's a chainlink fence with razor wire at the top of it surrounding that. the motion detector is tripped when you move the grate, and an ear pearcing sirene is now wailing through the air. any communication you do is going to have to be non-verbal for awhile.
-RuskiFace the GM
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Can I try and use the crappy gauze scissors to cut whatever wire is powering the obnoxious siren? Once the other two are up, we'll have to "make a break for it"although I'm betting nobody is going to stop us... I know I wouldn't, if I wasn't us.
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I'll climb out and find some cover.
(OOC) Maybe people will think we're some new metavarient or critter? hehehe ;) (/OOC)
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you are able to cut through the power lead to the fan with only a slight risk to yourself. (resist 3L electrical burns)
oh, and your scisors have a big burn spot on them now, and don't cut any more, not even gause.
oh, and you are really making a mess of things by climbing over everything while covered in drek.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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Resisting 3L: (Body 5)
9 4 3 3 2
Four successes.
As long as I don't have to listen to that siren, I'm okay. Let's start with the getaway- as soon as we're past the outer gate and onto the streets, I'm going to start ditching the outermost (the most crap-covered) layers of clothes.
It's cold, but I'd rather be cold than stink like drek.
"We need to start looking for a cab or a way to get to my place so we can clean up."
Okay, you climb through the fan port to fall into the small parking lot beyond. there is an old manual paddelock holding the gate closed on the fence. looking at the trail of steaming fecal matter behind you, you can only wonder how this report is going to read.
{the suspects aparently broke in, then after covering themselves in drek, proceded to touch everything, and ran off into the night, went two blocks over, used a payphone, sat on this bench, broke into a department store, and got some new clothes...}
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I'll follow his lead, but since we're on the streets I'll be sure to keep my face covered as best as I can (and I don't mean by leaving the drek on it).
You are only one chain link fence away from making it onto the streets. razorwire and an old lock stand in your way.
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I'll look at the other guys.
"I killed the scissors on that wiring... either of you got a way through this gate? Or are we climbing a razorwize fence?"
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I'll look for a crate/box/dumpster/anything we could use to help us climb over the fence.
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there's a light post that illuminates the space between the gate and the front door to the shed. if you climbed up that, you would be able to try a 6' horazontal jump to clear the 12' fence... of course, at that point, you'd be about 16' up, and if you missed, you'd be landing on razor wire...
aparently not many people want to break into the sewers from this point.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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Is there anything around other than the shack that we can use to aid our escape? I know Sam is basically out of it, but this other guy and I should be able to come up with SOMETHING to get through a stupid chain-link fence.
The lock dosn't look very sturdy... a heavy object could probibly smash it off, or if you wanted, you could possibly find a section of fence to climb out under...
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I'll bash the cheap old lock with the flashlight, and then push the gate open with my foot and we can all try and run for it.
"What is our plan here? Where are we going? I don't know about you two, but I sure could use about a month worth of showers!"
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well, the flashlight isn't working by the time you get the lock bashed to the point that it falls off, but your escape path is clear the night sky provides more than enough illumination, and no one seems to be responding to the alarm... yet.
-RuskiFace the GM
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"You've been doing well so far, where are we going fearless leader?"
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"Let's find something to drive home. I think we look a little conspicious covered in drek."
There are several cars parked allong the roadside. only a few of them look like they are in driveable condition. You may have to fix whatever you steal so that you can drive it home.
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We'll have to fix something quickthen- I don't want to be standing around covered in drek when someone finally answers that alarm. Speaking of which, where are we? This isn't a AA zone, or the cops would've already been here- and if it's the barrens, we're more likely to get atacked because the alarm is going off than arrested.
I'll let the other guys look around- I'm going to try and fix us a ride out of here.
You'd guess that you are in a run-down industrial area near the barrens.
you find a car that looks like it will run, but the battery is missing. (allong with the radio, and all the glass from the windows) but it's still got tires, and all of the other electrical components apear to be in place. leaving you with the problem of getting it started, and getting the steering colum open enough to let you turn the wheel.
Stealth 4 test to crack the steering colum or fudge the locking mechanism,
and a B/R car 4 test to push start it.
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Stealth Test to Fudge the Locking Mechanism: 04 04 04 04 03 01 01 4 Successes [/i]
B/R Car Test to Push-Start the Car: 10 09 09 01 Three Successes[/i]
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The car sputters to life. by the amount of crap shooting out the back, you'd guess that it hasn't been this operational in a very long time. consider the vehicle to be starting off with serious dammage. one of the tires is dangerously low, the steering was aparently shot before you broke the colum, and the gas has water in it. add to that neglect to the electrical system, and waayy overdue for a tuneup, and you have your hot new ride.
at least it'll take them awhile to figure out it's stolen.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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Okay... now we just need to figure out where we're going. If this is the edge of Redmond Barrens, then we can just circle around and skirt the edge until we come close to my place- which is also close to the warzone.
We'll go to my place, and everyone can strip down before getting sewage all over my house.
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You skirt the edge of the barrens, trying to draw as little attention to yourself as possible. (Stealth 6 test)
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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Stealth 6 Test: 05 05 03 02 01 (Zero Successes)
Well, if it's a choice between being noticed and having to walk, I'd rather be noticed... wait... that's not true. But it's not like I have a choice now!
There seems to be a couple of motorcycles taking particular intrest in your slow moving vehicle.
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"Hey, if they stop to talk, threaten to hug them."
I'll keep driving, and try and pick up the pace... or whatever.
The car backfires loudly as it attempts to accelerate (Drive 4 test, +3 for dammage to the car. (7) roll 6's)
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I'll look around the car for the object that may have been used to break in the windows. Maybe the person(s) who stole the radio left it here.
You find a sparkplug tied to a string, several (3) rocks, a left shoe (size 9), 1.75Y in change (mostly penneys and nickles), and an empty spraypaint can.
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Drive Test: 14 10 04 04 03 Two Successes
You push the stick into 'N', slam on the gas, letting the enginge build momentum, then drop it back down into D2. there is a loud roar of twisting metal as what can only be your tail pipe gets blown off of your headers. the enginge is sounding much louder now... and the car is about a hundred pounds lighter. you see the lights of the motorcycles swerve to miss the sparking remains of the back half of your ehxaust system. you are increasing speed.
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I'll collect these things and search behind the seats or in the trunk (if we can access the trunk through the back seat). I'll try to wipe some drek off of us into the shoe. Hopefully I'll be able to throw it at the car and have the drek splatter all over their window. How big are the rocks?
The rocks are the size that 12 year old kids tend to throw at cars to try to break their windows if they've been left on a street in a bad neighborhood for a long period of time. (1/2 lb)
Also, You easily fill the shoe with drek from your clothing and body. you are suprised how easy it is to do that. you don't feel any cleaner though
It'll be a quickness 5 test to get the back seat down, inorder to access the trunk. the car is bouncing around quite a bit (it aparently needs new shocks and struts) and you have to get off of the seat inorder to put the back down.
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Once we're starting to get away (like now) I'll cut down an alley, use the car to block it, and then have the guys get out and foot it the rest of the way to my place.
I figure that's the best I can do.
Okay Drive 4 test (+3 for dammage to the car(7)) to turn down the alleyway without hitting anything in the process, Followed by a Drive 6 test (Crash test) (+3 for dammage to the car (9)) to wedge it sideways in the alleyway without killing all of your occupents.
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(OOC)
Quickness 6, TN# 5:
1: 6 + 1 = 7. ... Success
2: 4
3: 6 + 5 = 11. ... Success
4: 2
5: 5 ... Success
6: 6 + 2 = 8. ... Success
(/OOC)
If the following car looks threatening, I'll throw the shoe now. If it's still just following us, I'll stick with the elf guy's idea and leave the gooey surprise behind. What's in the trunk?
You work your way arround and fold the seat down, peering inside the trunk you come face to face with a rotting and decrepit corpse. It apears to have been in the trunk of this car for quite some time. It's hands are/were bound... and there apears to be a tie wraped arround it's head and stuffed in it's mouth.
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Okay Drive 4 test (+3 for dammage to the car(7))
09 05 04 03 02 (One Success)
Drive 6 test (Crash test) (+3 for dammage to the car (9))
07 05 04 03 02 (No Successes... uh oh.)
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Well, You make the corner; mostly on two wheels, and you do suceed in wedging the car between the two buildings, however, it wasn't done as gracefully as you had hoped.
Everyone resist 8S Impact.
then roll a Bod test, target number 4.
if you make the bod test, you are in controll of your facalties enough to roll inititive immediatly after the crash, if not, you'll be sitting there, dazed for awhile.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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Resist Impact Test:
08 05 05 05 04 04 03 03 03 03 03 01 01 (One success)
Body 4 Test (+3 for wounds)
08 04 03 03 01 (also One Success)
You fly through the space where a windshield should have been, luckly avoiding the sharp glass that would have made some deep laserations on your body. unfortunatly, you loose several teeth on the brick wall beyond the hood, when your face connects with it. you roll over, your neck hurts like hell. and you can see the motorcycles aproaching. you somehow find the strength to sit up, and spit blood all over your drek covered clothing.
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<Mercy is aparently knocked unconcious by the accident, but is still alive>
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Resist Impact Test: (8S)
1: 6 + 3 = 9. ... Success
2: 6 + 2 = 8. ... Success
3: 3
4: 1
5: 5
(Lucky lucky!)
Body 4 Test:
1: 3
2: 3
3: 4
4: 4
5: 6 + 1 = 7. ... Success
Initiative:
6 (Reaction) + 3 (Init Roll) = 9
you somehow find yourself in the front seat, the steering wheel snapped off, and sticking into your side where your ribs should be. the corpse that was in the trunk is dripping some decayed biomass into your face. this dosn't bother you nearly as much as it should. you push the body off of you, and pull the wheel from your side. sitting up, you realise you can move, but your ribs hurt like hell. this is turning into a very long day. the driver, (who ended up on what's left of the hood) is pulling the other passanger from the car (who's not awake enough to do anything at this point) and attempting to drag him down the alleyway, away from the bikes.
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I'll grab Mercy and start dragging him and running as best I can toward where my apartment is.
This drek has gone on long enough.
You are about three blocks from your flat.
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I'll help him drag the unconcious guy to wherever it is we're going.
you swing one arm arround the guys other shoulder, and it's much easyer to move him allong.
you hear the sound of swearing from the other side of the wrecked car... aparently the motorcycles can't get by without ditching their bikes. they appear to be driving away, perhaps to find an alternate route arround this block.
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Well, it's not really like we can hide, with the slug-like drek trail we're leaving behind, but I have a couple guns there, so we can figure something out. Is there any place closer to where we are that we would be able to hide at? (Hopefully without people- I don't want the drek-swimming rep to follow me)
You know of an old rival chop-shop in this area, that you use to work for, untill they caught you re-stealing the cars you sold them. that's about 200 yards out.
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We'll duck in there then- I'd rather have to patch things up with old friends than have to patch myself up after dealing with these new ones.
"Hey, I know a place we maybe can hide out- up over here..."
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The scream of a redlining enginge bowls up the alleyway behind you, just as you hit the entrance of the street beyond. A lone motorcycle has hit some sort of a ramp, and is sailing through the air towards you guys. aparently not all of the bikers give up so easily.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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Is there a trashcan lid or blunt instrument of any kind that I can use to help this biker toadie off his motorcycle?
Your other human crutch seems to have a couple of rocks and a shoe full of drek.
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"Hit him with the shoe!"
Thrown weapons, base target number (Close range, 2, plus 2 for him flying through the air)= 4. plus wound modifiers
That would actually be Ingo's throw, unless he wants me to grab it out of his hands and throw it at the goon
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Defaulting off of Strength Attribute (+2 TN) plus 3 combat pool to throw drek-filled shoe (tm) at big-bad-biker:
Base TN# 4 +2 + 3 (Modifier for defaulting to physical attribute)(damage Modifier for 4 boxes of physical damage)
1: 1
2: 4
3: 6 + 1 = 7.
4: 4
5: 5
Pool:
1: 4
2: 5
3: 1
1 success?
Close. You swore it was going to hit him in mid air, but at the last second, but it smacked the side of the alleyway instead. to your credit, it did make quite a mess up there, and whoever sees it next is going to really be wondering how an explosion of human fecies made its way up to a second story area on the wall.
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The Biker lands his bike, and is taking a second to get his berrings, before zeroing in on you at the end of the alleyway.
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Well, is there a trashcan or something we can throw at him to knock him off the bike?
(Looking around the alley for any improvisational weapons)
There is a dumpster off to one side, and some construction debris piled inside it... you may be able to find a chunk of plascreet, or perhaps some really old rebar or something inside there.
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I'll leave Sam with this other guy, and try to grab something out of there.
Okay, reaching into the dumpster, you come up with a 2X4. it's already beat up, and has some plascreet on the end of it, making it very unweildy. but you can almost pick it up.
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I'll do my best to throw it at the guy on the motorcycle- chest height.
That's going to be tough to do. it's quite aquard. let's go for a strength 9 test.
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Throwing 2X4 covered in plascrete:
TN# 9 (+3 for wounds): 12
04 04 02 (Uh, nope. No successes.)
Well, when he closes to the 'halfway' point between you and him, he'll have a little road obsticle to navagate arround.
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Well, with that in mind, I'll grab Sam and this other guy, and we'll hobble over to the chop shop. Maybe with him going around the board, we'll have enough time to get to a good weapon.
You make it to the mouth of the alleyway as you hear him drive over the board. he aparently opted for the suspencion upgrades.
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I'll pull the other guy and Sam around the corner of the alleway, where they won't be visible to the guy on the bike, and then push them off and try to time it to tackle the guy as he comes out the mouth of the alleyway. Is there anything around that I can use as a weapon?
(I'm thinking bat to the head approach)
This area of town dosn't have many bats lying arround. you have a couple of blocks of plascreet that are pretty good sized though
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Handful of brick should work nicely. I know this is a longshot, but I'm so burned and hurt and drek-covered and exhausted that I'm really running out of options. I'll try to time it so that as this ganger comes out of the alleyway, I'll clobber him in the head/face area with the brick, hopefully knocking him off the bike or unconscious.
Unarmed combat. base target number 4. (plus wounds) +1 for just swinging it blindly arround a corner, based only on the sound of the enginge.
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Unarmed Combat: Target Number 4 +1(for blind corner) +3 (for wounds)
TN# 8
11 09 08 05 04 04 03 03 02 01
3 Successes!
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There are worse things that being closelined by a brick. however, there isn't much worse than being closelined by a brick, that happens to be covered in meta-human Drek, when you are doing 50KMPH down an alleyways. expecially when you aren't wearing your helmet.
the motorcycle continues acrost the street, befreft of it's rider, who pretty much just stays where he was, at the opening of the alleyway.
you mannaged to hit him in the middle of the chest with the block, cracking some ribs for sure, and defenitly knocking the wind out of him, although in the process you think you may have broken some bones in your hand.
(resist 8M impact) (from your hand's high speed impact with the motorcycle)
The biker, an orc, is lying on his back, coughing up blood, and not moving much. the motorcycle makes it all the way accrost the street before smashing through a display window of a bridal botique.
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I'll go over and grab whatever we could use off of him. If he tries to fight back I'll put him in a choke hold until he's unconcious. Either the choke will get him or the overwhelming smell of drek will.
He's got a streetline special, and some brass knuckles, as well as a certified credstick that looks like it's got about a grand on there. he dosn't resist. aparently he's done being heroic and jumping over flaming cars with a motorcycle. funny how some broken ribs and a mild concussion will do that to a guy.
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I'll take his stuff and tell him "Sorry chum, we've already got enough drek to deal with"
Then I'll follow the elf and his compadre.
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Resisting 8m
(-3 for impact armor, +3 for wounds)
01 01 01 09 03 One success. :/
Yup. It's broken. make a un-modified body (8) test to remain awake. (don't worry about wounds on this one, just use your body in dice to roll an 8). if you get it, you stay awake, if not, it's good-night sweet prince.
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04 01 05 03 11
One success.
You wish you were dead... and you almost are, but somehow, you remain awake.
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I'll drag my hoop and broken arm back to my pad, and call Sam's doc contact- maybe we can get some medical attention.
Okay, you make it to your pad somehow. you've blocked out most of the process of getting there, but you are pretty sure it involved hijacking a city bus, or perhaps the wicked witch of the west coming to pick you up on her broomstick. the details are still a little fuzzy though.
Sam's Doc contact shows up at your place really really drunk. (like so drunk, you wonder if you would be better off operating on yourself) however, to his credit, he does seem to know what he's doing, and his med-kit is somewhat automated, and in the end, he gives you lots and lots of painkillers (aparently, according to him, it's good for what Ail's ya'... oh, also for some reason he keeps trying to sell you stim-patches that have 'mercy general hospice' stamped on the wrapper, and he constantly chews a cup of coffee.) (there's some sort of pills floating in the coffee like marshmellows in a cup of hot chocolate.) none of thease things make you feel better about him as a person, but when the morphine kicks in, you don't seem to mind so much, and at that point you are ready to name all your illegidamate children after him.
in the end, you have a mobil cast on your hand and arm. (there are pins sticking through your skin to various bones, connected to an external framework. it's quite gross looking, but you have use of your hand again. he said something about being able to take that off in four to six weeks, and you are down to three boxes of physical dammage (Light +2) and three boxes of Stun Dammage (Light +2). you also have a bottle of painkillers to take every four hours, or as needed (but if you sell them on the street, or use them too fast he said he's not going to give you more) and he took Sam to a place he knows where he can have his aura worked on. (aparently he's suffering from some magical-mo-jo, and needes a diffrent type of attention) That guy that was following you through the sewers is sleeping on your floor, while wearing some of your clothes when you wake up the next morning. oh, and your bathroom is covered, floor to cealing, in drek.
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I'll go soak in the tub anyway... not like it's a smeel I haven't gotten used to. For the moment the guy can keep sleeping on the floor. Although I need to call MFI and let him know that drek (literally) went down and the guy he's looking for is probably dead.
Okay, Well, aparently you, or your new houseguest, or bout of you got changed under a stream of water, and the drek-covered clothing is still in the bottom of the tub. you take a couple of minutes to throw thoes clothes out the bathroom window, and mop up the worst of it from the floor and walls, before setting yourself down for a long soak.
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I'll use the kitchen sink to wash up and then I'll raid the fridge. I'll snoop around and try to find out as much as I can about my 'gracious host.' He did help save my life, but one can never be too careful. If I feel comfortable with him, I'll go about introductions. In any case I'm off of the street and this guy's not trying to kill me.
Well, he's aparently a fan of Jazz music, he's got posters for lots of sweaty black guys of a variety of races (mostly orc) that are playing lots of brass instraments all over his walls. the floor is littered with an assortment of tools and parts that an (INT:6 test) would tell you are all tools used in the 'procurement' of cars. Perhaps he's a repo-man? the clothes you are wearing are fairly effluent, so he's got some taste and style (it was hard to tell that when you were all covered in drek) and his fridge has a nice variety of all-natural foods, and nothing looks too spoiled.
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Int (6) test:
1: 2
2: 3
3: 6 + 6 + 2 = 14. ... Success
4: 5
5: 2
6: 5
I'll help myself to something in the fridge that looks edible and not spoiled. Then I'll go about the place wondering why he's into sweaty black guys, and I'll be staying away from the windows. What's the place look like? A run-of-the-mill flat?
the beer in the fridge is totally not spoiled.
Borderline squatting neighborhood, while the insides of this place are well re-enforced, and he's got a lot nicer stuff than any other squater you've ever met... although with a corperate life, that's not much.
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I'll stay neck-deep in the tub, keeping my arm over the edge if it needs to be kept dry, and using up all the soap I have in the bathroom. If needs be, I'm going to fall asleep in the tub, until I feel clean again.
Well, you try to keep it out of the tub (your doctor didn't really give you any instructions as to that) but as soon as you fall asleep, it falls into the tub with you. the pain is excrusiation. aparently you fell asleep just in time for your pain medications to wear off.
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I'll crawl out of the tub and try to find my pills- and then get dressed and contact MFI.
Okay, you are having some problems working the child-proof cap, but you get your phone open, and dial up MFI.
"HEY! This is MF... WHOA! are you naked? uh... you know I like girls right?
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I'll take the beer and look around the place some more.
(OOC)
Am I clean yet btw?
(/OOC)
You took a shower before changing into your new friend's clothes.
you hear some swearing from the bathroom, followed by a naked man crawling allong the floor (avoiding the use of his broken arm) and fumbling one handed, trying to open his bottle of child-proof pain medication.
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I'll help the poor guy out... looks like he really needs it. Did the doc patch up my wounds too? How are my hands doing? What about that flesh wound to my side? Did I have other ones I forgot about?
The doctor bandged any and all of your ailments, so you are currently feeling much better. he was cheap on the painkillers, and heavy on the sarcasm, but all and all, he did good work.
it's hard to get the bottle open with bandages on your hands, but eventually you make it work. (it's a lot easyer with half functonality on two hands than full functonality on one hand.)
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"Sorry, MFI. As you can see," *wave broken arm* "it's been a long day. I think the guy you sent us after died- the car rally we tracked him to got turned into a slaughterhouse by some corp guys. A couple of us got out, but I didn't even see him. Can you see if he's still alive?"
MFI, not breaking his trademark smile, but looking more than a little bit confused tilts his head to one side as if he's trying to focus on something...
"Uhhh... this isn't some wierd re-negeotion tatic or something is it?
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"Uh... no... Sam and I went down there and checked it out, and some fraggers showed up and tore the place apart. I'd be suprised if more than ten people made it out alive. I know Sam was worse for wear, I broke my arm getting home, and this guy,"
*gesture to the guy behind me*
"is the only other survivor that I know of."
The smile actually fades from MFI's face. He stares at you with disbelief, and is dead silent while blinking at you for almost a full minute.
"You are by far, the worst shadowrunner i've ever worked with."
at this point, the smile returns
"But you've got luck in spades, and if I turned away all the bad shadowrunners, I wouldn't have any work at all! HAHAHAHA get it? so, Your new friend got a name?"
You can't be certan, but you'd almost swear the smile was bigger than it's ever been at this point. that worries you a little bit.
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*Takashi clears his throat and not wanting to give his real name says: "I go by 'Oni'."*
MFI's smile deffenitly gets bigger at this point.
"right. so; Oni, Would you be interested in taking down a chunk of Mitsuhama's Software R&D department? I'll let 'slick' here explain the just of the operation to you, as well as what we need before starting. if you are interested in joining up, we have some up-front capitol and resources for you, as well as a nice paycheck on the back side. if not, no hard feelings. I just ask that you swap cell phone numbers with me, so that if you change your mind, you can contact me later."
with that, the phone blips out; leaving a smiling avatar of MFI in it's place, animated twinkle in his eye and the patented smile filling up most of the vidphone's display.
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*Takashi looks over to 'Slick'*
"Explain."
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"My friends call me Jazzman, or just Jazz for short. I do some running, nothing too high, and it helps pay the bills. MFI here hired me and that other guy to track down some corp suit who left the company, to try and do a data pickup at his old company. We went to that car show, where we were trying to track him down, when ... well, frag- you were there for the rest of it. It looks like Sam is out for the count, but if MFI thinks you and I can pull this off, I'm up for it."
((Can I try again to see if I recognize him from the picture?))
Sure. with MFI's hints, and now that he looks more 'normal', i'll give you another chance to reconise him. let's say an intelegence test, target number 6.
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wakes up groggly wondering where am I
You are inside a vat of viscus liquid. a number tubes are hooked up to your arms, and your chest has several bio-monitors plugged into it. a tube from above seems to be providing oxygen to you. it's very hard to make out any details. (perception 8 test) will let you have a little more information on your surroundings.
(ooc) mind roling for Me my system isnt hooked up on brother in laws system
Okay, everything is too distorted. you can't see much but you can almost make out some blinking lights. you are pretty sure you aren't dreaming, and you are feeling much better than you were a little while ago.
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08 05 05 05 11 - Two successes
"Wow... it was you..."
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"It was me what? What the frag are you talking about?"
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"No, the guy we were looking for- it's You! With all the shooting and running and sewer and drek and death, I didn't recognize you, but here you are- I have the file that MFI gave us on you... somewhere..."
*searches through some jazz records for the file*
"Oh, here it is. Your name is Takashi. You drive a honda- heavily modified, I'm guessing, since you're part of that car club. You also work out a lot at the dojo at your corporate office, so I'm guessing you're pretty good."
*pauses for breath and to let this sink in*
"Here's the deal, as it's been handed to me- MFI wants to hire us to do a quick datasteal. Nothing too dangerous, just you and me and our third member who ended up in the hospital tonight. We go in, we get some paydata, you and I split two hundred thousand yen. Minus costs. How does that sound? I understand you're without a corp at this point, and 100K is a nice nest egg."
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*Takashi is startled and starts pointing.*
"What the..? How the frag do you know so much drek about me? Who in the hell are you? And who the frag is MFI? What's up with the guy on the vid screen, what's his beef with MCT?"
*He crosses his arms and waits for answers.*
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"MFI is the guy up on the vidscreen. Mister Fix It. He's the fixer who put me in touch with you."
*I'll pass the file to Takashi*
"Honestly, Omae, I don't know you from Adam, but the information is there- basic stuff, like your picture, where you work, your dojo membership, your car registration. We were trying to track you down because you're out here on your own, but your life inside Metsuhama gives you the unique opportunity to take something from the company as you leave- information that is VERY valuable to other people."
*I'll sit down, and try to get Takashi sitting too- people have a hard time panicking when they can't pace*
"We both have an opportunity to make a large payday for ourselves- but it's really up to you. If you're willing to use what you know to get yourself a little nest egg, that's cool. If not, no hard feelings."
*I'll let him look over the file, and I'll grab something to drink*
Okay, you go to your fridge, and grab a beer. returning to see him looking over the recent credit-card usage list you picked up from your decker contact.
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*Takashi sits down and looks over the file.*
(OOC)
What's in it?
(/OOC)
It's a simple run-down of you. looks like whoever put it together only had limited access to your corperate file, but at least a fair amount of skill at extracting information from the matrix. the most interesting peace of information is a list of everywhere you used your credit card for the last couple of months. with stars next to locations with more than one entry. (you notice that you've spent a small fortune at starbucks, you should probibly cut back on that.)
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*Takashi takes note to delete or remove personal data from the Matrix in the near future.*
"It's a little scary knowing what people can find out about you on the 'trix." Takashi looks up at Jazz, notices the beer and points to it. "May I?"
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reaching up careful checking for a lid I see if i can get out of the soup
ther's actuall a ladder of sorts... your mussles feel almost too weak to pull your self out for some reason,... and you aren't sure if the tubes and probes attached to your body will quite reach...
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*pass him the beer, grab myself another from the firdge*
"Yeah, I know it can be a little scary to see yourself on paper like that. So... what do ya think? Am I calling MFI back to give him the green light on this, or what?"
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Takashi takes a long swig of beer. In the past several hours he's found out what 'Corporate Politics' really meant, he's seen two people he knew and trusted die, he has no idea where his car is, and his life as he knew it was probably over. All he could do now was get back at the catalyst, the one person who started the downward spirial and ruined everything for him...
Killian.
"Ok Jazz, seeing as how if I show my face anywhere my hoop is in deep drek I don't have many other options... let's get MFI on the phone and see what we gotta do.
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*without speaking, I'll call MFI back*
"He's in. Where are we going and what are we stealing?"
Data. Their Network Devision is about to roll out a new database search parcer. it's about 200% faster than the best one out there, and the competition dosn't have anything even close. they want to close that gap. I have three companies, each willing to put up about $200K to get it. I was planning on selling it to all of them, and splitting it 50 / 50 with you guys.
total payday, $600K. $300K for you guys to split two or three ways.
I have a databox that'll fit it. it'll hold 120GP of information. that should be enough to capture the entire database, and their test data. get in, hook it up, get the data, and get out again. the databox is the size of a really large briefcase, and it'll take about an hour to download everything.
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"Hey MFI, I worked on that project. But some really fragged up stuff happened to me tonight at the company. I work, well.. used to work in the Software department, but the manager of a another department framed me for my boss's murder because I wouldn't give him the database code. I stored some vital parts in my memory which I deleted from the database, and I scrambled the database as best I could.
Needless to say I don't think I can show my face anywhere without bring down some nastiness from the corp, maybe even LS. I don't know how intact the database is, this happened a few hours ago."
MFI Looks thoughtfull for a second.
"well, regardless of not being able to walk in the front door, you know people there, and you know what security is where. Fill in Jazzman as to what you are up aghinst, and work together to come up with a solution to bypass what you need to get what you need to get.
if you scrambled the network, you can probibly un-scramble it, assuming they haven't just restored it off of the last backup.
I might be able to work out a bonus for you if I can sell it to the interested parties, and let them know they'll have a couple of days to re-work it before the original owner gets it up and running."
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(I thump the side of the tank)(am i coherent enough to relize where I am )
Well, you are coherant enough to realise you are in a tank. you couldn't even pull that off for awhile.
after kicking arround a bit you get pulled out of the tank by a hoist thingie, and transfered to a bed. You Dr. Friend is there, looking as drunk and wired as ever.
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*without disconnecting the call to MFI, turn and face Takashi*
"So, what are we up against? How does this look to you? Anything we need from MFI to pull this off?"
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hey doc wheres my clothes and astuff
Your Doctor friend is as sympathetic as ever.
"I burned them. Trust me; you are better off. Do you know what kinda deseases you pick up running through the sewers like that? I have some clotes from a DOA that came in that are a little less soiled than the ones you had, and a little more fashonable than a hospital frock.
He indicates what apears to be a black leather male stripper's outfit.
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(OOC)
I go over the security Takashi knows about from the corporation (I don't personally know what kind of measures they use in the building, but Takashi would), not forgetting to mention the security drone in the stairwell.
(/OOC)
Parking is regulated by an in-car transponder. unauthorised vehicles can't get past the entry way. you can park accrost the street and hop the car barrier, but there are cameras that have image recognition software that are suppose to spot and report that sort of thing.
in the elevator, there is another wireless transponder, normally keyed to ID tags, that must be worn at all times. this clocks employees in and out for their work-shifts. the elevator has an algorythem that accounts for weight of the individuals (matched up to their monthly physical) +/- 2 KG for work equipment. they are working on facial recognition software, to make sure that no one else of about the same weight can use your card to clock you in, but it's kinda buggy at this point, and mostly ignored.
all hallways and offices are monitored by the same transponder system. any door can lock, and they will only unlock if an authorised person aproaches it. unauthorised people crossing into an area by 'following' an authorised individual sets off an alarm. this is tracked by a various method of zoning (if you walk into the wrong place with an unauthorised transponder, you set off the alarm) or, if you are 'pinged' by a visual camera, and found to not be wearing a transponder, that also sets off the alarm.
this particular building has a security rigger (named 'jones') who controlls a small fleet of survailance drones, as well as some 'attack' security drones.
to back him up, there are on site security guards, armed with stun weapons, that are assigned to watch the feed lines from the various drones (and help out jones in his task of monitoring so many stations) and will respond 'in person' to any threat of a non-violent level.
violence is responded to with an average 240 second responce time; showing up on site, the 'black guard' four man team, has the authorisation to use 'lethal' responce, and they generally do so with flash-bangs, HK-97's, and one GPMMG (they are suppose to use rubber bullets according to a recent corperate memmo, but who can tell).
the server room is one of the highest guarded sites in the building. it's got it's own 'self defence' countermeasures; including: lethal voltage supplied through lightning pads mounted in the floor and cealing, a halon fire (and oxygen) supression system, and a SemiAutomonious Knowbot ran laser.
the site has Grid hookups, as well as two redundant, on site power sources. access to the server's soft side is limited to almost exclusively unidirectional broadcast networks, and a handfull of 'request' buffer chokepoints. the request buffers do not accept queries from through a SAN, so on site is the only way to go. downloads of over 1,000 MP trip the warning relay, and shut down all of access privlages to the chokepoints. for the download you want to pull off, you'll have to be sitting on the server, or find some way to bypass that ring.
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"Are you kidding me? We have to go into a lightning room and sit on the server and force it to copy the database query that we need? To be honest, this is a little out of my league. I break into people's houses when they're asleep, and if they wake up, I LEAVE!"
Your phone rings. It looks like your friend is awake, and has picked up a job as a male prostitute.
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gets dressed I feel kind of silly
get out my pocket sectary and call jazz
You call up Jazzman, and catch the end of his last rant.
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"What the hell happened to you? Having a hard time paying your medical bills?"
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doc decidded it was better to burn my clothes than just wash them
defently need some better threads where you want to meet up
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"Alright, go buy yourself some clothes and meet at my place."
*I'll give him the address and directions*
"Seriously, Tak- do you have any idea how to make what we're trying to do possible? With security that tight, I'm thinking it'll be easier to make them think that we're supposed to be there- air conditioning maintenence or something, than to break in and wander around without getting noticed."
*adjusts broken arm to get more comfortable*
"Especially with this."
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goes and buys sone decent clothes
Okay, you swing by a stuffer-shack and get a NERPS sweat-suit on the way to Jazzman's place.
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*I'll look at MFI onscreen, and start talking to him*
"I'm going to need a jumpsuit for each of the three of us, some decker equipment for Takashi here, a phony work order, and a phone work van."
*Turn to Takashi*
"Can you deck this place? Send them a work order for us to walk in and check the air conditioning or something? Something that can get us on the premises?"
MFI Smiles (what else is new?)
"Van is easy, so are the uniforms. i'll even let you guys pick the company name and colors. Decker Equipment is tougher to come by. most deckers don't like renting it out. I can get you a Radio-Shack Special, and have it modified for 'real' use, but i'm not going to be able to get you much in the way of software."
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"I can try. We'll want to do it from another location though, just in case.. and we'll need to be able to get away quickly, also just in case."
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"There's a stuffer shack close to here where I happen to know they have a SAN connection. Unless you know of a digital cafe or something nearby that would be better.
Oh, and we need to wait for Sam to show up."
Sam shows up, he's wearing a NERPS jogging-suit. it's got odor-b-gone, the new time released perfume when your body needs it the most. aparently, it's sweat activated; so that when you should smell like crap, you'll smell like the latest in trendy sents instead. it's got a sent patch that's replaceable, and has a color indicator displaying your brand of scent, and how much is remaining. typical sent useage rates vary by individual and stressfullness of lifestyle. in game terms, you get one extra die for presuasion tests after a sucessfull body test. unucessfull body tests are not counted aghinst you, but have a 1 in 6 chance of using your remaining sent from the patch.
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Okay, let's head out then- I guess we're going to the stuffer shack I mentioned, because no one said anything different. We'll let Takashi handle the data-plant to get us on the premises, and then we'll get the uniforms and van and tools and stuff from MFI.
MFI chimes in from the still-open comlink. "Uh... aren't you going to need the cyberdeck for the data-plant?"
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waits till com lnk is off whatas the plan jazz
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*before shutting off the com-link, I'll quickly confer with my teammates, and then turn back to MFI*
"Yeah, we are going to need that. Where can we pick it up?"
MFI Grins "I'm at the Kung-Fu Nightmare right now. I'll have it brought to me here, and you can get it from me. say... 20 minutes?"
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"Alright, we'll be there."
*Disconnect the call, let Sam and Takashi raid my fridge while I get dressed... I'll get dressed in somethin suitable for the adventure we're about to have- namely, I'll be wearing some half-body form fitting body armor. I'll put my bad arm through first, and then get dressed normally.*
"Well, we need to figure out something for transportation- because my car is still at the car show - gone butchers shop."
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"Got any spare gear?"
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let me fix that arm
(occ roll it ruski half of pool for drain test)
There is a warm sensation, followed by blinding pain and itching... you can tell this... because as you enter his aura... you feel the same sensations that he does... you resist the drain okay... but are going to need to rest for a bit later. the mobil cast is sheered off at the skin-level, and Jazzman is able to slip his hand out of it afterwards... he dosn't look like he enjoyed that process much better than you did... but his arm is healed.
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*looks at hand, amazed*
"OKay, next time, warn me before you do something like that... but thanks."
(to Takashi)
"Yeah, I got some extra stuff- we'll see if we can find you something."
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I'll get my secure ultra-vest for Takashi here, and find him an extra gun, with at least one spare clip of ammo.
(Beretta Model 101T - light pistol, 6L with standard ammo)
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*Takashi puts the vest on and puts a coat or something over it to cover it up. He takes the pistol and looks at it.* "I'm not good with these.. but I'll hold on to it just in case." *He pockets the pistol and extra clip.*
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will make do with theese clothes
and hope if nessary will don a protective arua before we go in
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Okay, I'll pull my old Ares Predator II out of the old box in my closet, wipe it down with a rag, and then I'll try and scrounge a backup tech toolkit (or a couple, if all three of us are going to have to walk in and convince these people that we're h/AC techs) I'll make mine the most complete, give Takashi a pretty good one, and Sam just enough to be convincing.
Then we need to 'liberate' a car and meet MFI.
So let's go outside, start walking, and find something that works.
Theres a Frito-Lay Van with all the salty-stuffers stolen out of the back of it sitting in an alleyway near your house. it looks pre-hotwired, and low on gas.
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you know with a paint job that woud look ike a repair truck
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"MFI is already getting us a van- but this will work fine for a ride downtown."
*get in, check the wiring for the ignition, start it up, and then drive downtown. If it runs out of gas, leave it by the side of the road.*
You get within two blocks of your destination before it dies in an intersection. as you bail there are several angry honks and jeers about the gridlock you are leaving behind.
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"We can at least push it to the side of the road- give me a hand."
*put on gloves, push car to side of the road*
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helps push it
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Push!
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*Once it's at the side of the road, check it one more time for anything we can use, wipe it for prints, and then walk the last two blocks*
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You can see your breath infront of you as you aproach the kung-fu nightmare. the Valet looks at you kinda odd as you walk past, but you don't really pay much attention to him. There is a beautifull lady wearing almost nothing waiting to check your guns before you enter 'the arena'; an area with giant fans underneath the grating that constantly propell dancers through the air. waitresses and waters, all dressed like kung-fu masters are suspended from strings and wires, and bounce about from table to table taking orders and bringing drinks. the tables are steel, as is required by the magnetic dishes and glasses, inorder to stay in place durring the high-powered windstorm. there are seat-belts on the chairs, that are bolted to the floor. the walls are alive with 3-D interactive kung-fu movies, that you can shadowbox with, or just watch, depending on your mood. the music is a mix of troll-thrash, and soft chinese melodies mixed together artfully. through the haze of flying patrons, kicking 3-D models, and bowing waters, you can see MFI in the corner, enjoying what seems to be the company of several women, all dressed in theme. a guard at the 'gate' (more of a gateway, that's 4 feet from the ground; you aparently can't walk in, you'll have to jump) dirrects you to the ticket booth, and the gun-check in point. he's got a 'magic wand' metal detector, and looks like he means buisness.
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*Takashi checks in his gun and makes with the moves from the tons of kung-fu movies he's seen. He 'flies' towards MFI's table.*
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(well since i have no gun ) heads to be checked then leaps up to mfi
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MFI makes room for you on the table by kindly sharing his seatbelt with a couple of the thinner girls that are clammoring for his attention.
It's hard to hear him over the drone of the fans; and the 'HEAYIII-YA!' of kung-fu; but it'll help keep easedroppers out as well.
"Well! If it isn't my favorite Runners! Seriously. You aren't my favorite runners. They took the holidays off! HAHAHAHA I'm just kidding! " His trademark smile is in full effect as he shouts possibly good natured jests at you.
"I'd like to introduce you to your new employeer! McDoogle Cleaning and Supply! We Clean you out; While you wait!" With this; he reaches over; and attaches a nametag ID with a clip to Jazzman's Lapel. the company name is indeed McDoogle Claning and Supply, and it's also got the name "George Washington Carver" with a picture of a short and balding azland-american dwarf with angry pouting lips on it.
"Thease ID's are Solid. the photographs need a little work; but I'll leave that to you. The rest of your gear is in the truck I got for you; parked in the lot here."
He slides a magnetic Valet identification strip onto the metal table.
"Make sure you tip the Valet, I have standards here, Not That it shows through when I hire you guys! HAHAHAHAHAHA! Just kidding!, well; mostly anyways!"
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I'll check my gun with the desk, of course. Spare a wink for the girl, and then pocket the ticket and move through the gate to MFi's table.
I'll also ignore MFI's Jibes.
*Shouting over the fans to be heard by my compatriots, I'll grab the mag card before the wind catches it*
"MFI, Takashi's deck and stuff are in the van?"
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MFI laughs, and it only looks a little bit forced.
"Hey! I do good work! Unlike some people who can't pick up their target, even if he was stuck to the bottom of their own shoe! HAHAHA, I'm just messing with ya'. Yea. The cyberdeck is in the van as well. but I still don't have any programs for it."
with this he pauses, and seems almost quiet for a second.
"My Source for cyberdecks and programs recently went missing; so I don't have any discounts better than full retail for that stuff."
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*I'll raise an eyebrow at that last part*
"They went missing? Any way we could do you a favor and track them down?"
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MFI gives an honest laugh to that.
"Perhaps later. One run at a time. I apriceate your entprinual spirit though! I'll tell you what though. if you live through this (not that I don't have faith in you) HAHAHAHAHA! that job is yours! "
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"Deal."
*I'll get up from the table, with the car keys and the mag card and everything- we don't have time to stay and chat right now*
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*Takashi nods to MFI and kung -fu flies after Jazz.*
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nods to mfi and ju mps down
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*Go out to the valet, give him the ticket*
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*Takashi retrieves his equipment from the check-in counter and follows Jazz. He still tries to kung-fu fly until he realizes there's no wind keeping him aloft.*
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The Vallet pulls up with your cleaning van. it's fairly non-descript, with a lenght of external vacum hose hooked up to the side, and a logo sprayed acrost the exterior. the inside has the gear you requested piled into it. with the cyberdeck on top. there are uniforms; and ID tags (minus the one that Jazzman got) and ghost-buster styled cleaning chemical backpacks.
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(Oh, yeah- I'll pick up my gun too)
"Let's get into the van, then go somewhere else and deck this place before we change. Even if they catch us decking thier system, they might not recognize us dressed in these uniforms."
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*Takashi climbs into the back of the van and checks out the deck.*
It isn't unill you sit down and run your fingers lightly over the startup keys that you notice the red stain left behind on your finger tips. throwing the quick release hatch on the case; exposing the MPCP and memory you are greeted by a grusome sight. it apears that blood has somehow worked it's way into the case. physically it's intact; but after running the bootup sequence, it's easy to see that good to his word, there is no software loaded on the deck. all that's there is a Tarpit subroutine that seems to have deleted everything else, and a name file attached to the hard memory tytled 'my precious'... aparently whomever had this deck previously; didn't fair well with it.
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I'll climb into the van and start it up- is this van rigged at all? (I have a level 1 VCR)
make sure Sam is in, and then we'll take off for a java cafe or something.
It's not rigged; but it's not quite ghetto either. it's got auto-nav, leather seats, and a nice sound system.
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Well then, I'll tune the 'nice sound system' to my favorite jazz matrix-cast, and pull out once Sam and Takashi are situated.
"Buckle up, guys."
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You pull up to 'Digital-Javva-Wavva-Beenie-Brew-House-of-Pancakes'
or DJWBBHoP, to thoes in the know.
there's a large screen tri-D that is constantly changing channels. (they owners encourage digital dogfights by hackers, whoever is on top, gets to choose the station. ) Currently it's going back and forth between an old flatvid 'matrix' movie, and some other equally flat movie with a man using gophers as num-chucks. the combanation is oddly confusing.
there are matrix feed terminals scattered about, and an arthorform droid serving drinks in the middle. the droid looks like C3-P0 from that star-wars remake they did a couple of years back.
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(takes a seat facing the intrance near jazz
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Take a seat, order a hot cup of soy-caf, and let Takashi plant the work order that'll get us in.
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*Takashi plops down on a seat and tries this deck out by playing with the trid.*
It's got decent speed, memory, and responce increase. it has the masking chips installed in a way you've never seen before, but they seem to work quite well. the only down side is that you are software-less, and unless you feel like spending some time on the P2P networks downloading worm infested versions of the level 1 and 2 utilities; you are going to have to put some money into getting some real programs.
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watches from the astral(dosent project but watch the astralplane }
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wispers to jazz you think our friend could set us up with a contact to help our new friend
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"Who, MFI? He charges 5K per introduction. Or Takashi here?"
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*Takashi leans over to Jazz. He speaks in a low tone.*
"The deck's nice, but there's no software."
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"I have a friend, but I'm short on funds at the moment. Getting us here alive took pretty much everything I had. I'll give you Ruskiface's number, but I don't know what good that'll do you."
*give Takakshi Ruski's telecom*
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i was thinking mfi
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"MFI is expensive, and he's kind of a jerk. Plus, he told us when we bought the deck that he didn't have a software guy anymore- so I think we're on our own for this part. What have you got, Takashi?"
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*Still whispering*
"My funds are tied up, people are out to get me remember?"
*Takashi pauses*
"I could try calling someone though.. let me try."
*Takashi locates a telecom and makes a call -- voice only -- to his 'nefarious uncle' as everyone else in his family calls him.*
"Ichiro, don't say my name. It's me, the only person that listens to you... I know you're busy but I'm in a bind and I need your help."
"Ta... Uh... Ugene... Yea... I didn't ever expect to hear from you 'like this'... what's up? can you give me details? how can I help?
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"Not over the comm... we need a secure place to meet."
"Okay. How about that place we went that time when you were sick and they had the clam sauce that you threw up and it smelled like lemons? know that dumpster? I'll meet you one block north of there, in 20 minutes.
(OOC)
I remember that place right?
(/OOC)
Yea. You got a pretty good idea. You don't spend a lot of time throwing up in dumpsters, it's a pretty vivid memory of yours.
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"Alright, so what are we doing?"
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"Ok, I'll meet you there."
*Takashi ends the call and goes back to Jazz.*
"We've got to meet with someone, hopefully they can help us out. Let's get back in the van."
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*Grab my cup of soy-caf and head out to the van, thumbing the door unlock once I look around and check for carjackers*
"Easy enough- where are we headed?"
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*Takashi gives Jazz directions after he climbs into the van.*
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*Wait for a moment until Sam climbs in as well, and then drives to the meeting place designated by Takashi, listening to jazz all the way there*
"So, sorry to be out of the loop, but who did you call? 'Cause I've never gotten a hold of Ruski that fast, and I've NEVER met a decker in person. Where exactly are we going?"
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*We're going to meet my uncle. He's got connections all over and he should be able to help us.*
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I guess we'll follow the directions from Takashi to where he wants to meet his Uncle... at this dumpster or whatever.
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His uncle is a tall white human, wearing a red baseball cap and smoking a black cigerette under the awning aghinst the wall of the bagle shop on the corner where you meet him.
he gives a quick once over to Tak's 'associates'.
"Thease part of the thing you were talking about on the phone to me?" he states this as half fact half question... you can't be quite sure but it almost looked like his left hand made a half centameter twich toward the inside of his jacket as he said that.
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*Takashi walks up and looks around, then he looks at Ichiro.* "It sounds like you, but when did you become white?"
"One can only keep any given face for so long in this buisness. I went for a cross between Elvis and Eastwood. I call it 'the Duke and king' You know; for a couple thousand, I could set you up with something similar if you wanted it, or needed it. I take it that thease guys are okay to talk arround?" he motions with his thumb toward your companions still standing behind you.
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*I'll duck inside and buy myself a soy-bagel and a cup of soy-kaf, and then come back out and join Takashi and his white "Uncle."*
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"Yeah, these are the only guys I've met in the last 12 or so hours who haven't tried to kill me."
*Takashi speeds his uncle Ichiro up on the situation and asks him if there's anything he can do to help.*
"Well, I'm of course happy to help with whatever I can, But I'm not exactly sure what you are asking for? Do you want me to help hide you? I can set you up with a fake ID card, and probibly get you out of the country if that's what you want. As far as helping you break into a mega-corp... that's a little above and beyond even my normal level of shadyness... I've moved arround a couple of guys that use to be into that sorta thing, and I could give you a telcom number I guess, but I don't know how inclined they would be to help you... "
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"Well right now what we really need is some software for this deck.. and maybe some advice or tips on what to look out for. I'm not exactly a veteran at this after all."
"I know a gal who just got out of the Biz; she could probibly hook you up with a copy of her old software if you could come up with a couple of grand, and I called in a favor. "
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*sipping my soykaf and eating my bagel quietly, I'll finally chip in*
"We can come up with the 'couple of grand,' if you'd be willing to do the favor part."
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Ichiro nods. "Alright, Let me make a call. "
with this, he half-closes his eyes for a couple of moments before continuing.
"Alright. I have a LTG number for you. it's got a bank account number in the headder file, dump the cash and copy anything you want; try to leave the originals, as it's her backup copy. the software is a bit older, but it should work just fine all the same. She does request that you wipe all of it out of your deck if you are about to get caught, aparently she's sensative about the tricks she used to code it getting out into the mainstreem."
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*I'll give him the certified credstick that MFI gave up, and transfer 2,000Y off of there into the account. Then I'll sit back, drink my soykaf, and watch Takashi and Uncle Whitey here do thier thing.*
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"Ok, I'll go and get the software. Thanks for your help, and if you need to get into contact with me call him" *Takashi points at Jazz* "I'll probably be getting in touch with you soon after to fix some things."
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Ichiro gets Jazzman's Telcom number and after letting you know to keep in touch, wanders off into the crowd.
The Files are indeed where he said they would be, an old FTP server you can hit with the login-name and passcode he provided. It's the largest assortment of illegal software you've ever seen. there are programs for writing worms, viruses, security over-ride, black-hammer for lethal feedback, as well as some stealth programs that you never really thought about, but will probily work great.
Consider yourself to have a copy of every program out there that you'll ever need, all at rating <3>
You've seen better for a couple of them, but the sheer amount of flexability offered by having every peace of software ever written at your fingertips will be invaluable. (or valuable to the tune of $2K, depending on how you want to look at it)
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I'll wait while Takashi gets the new files, and I'll look around for Sam, who has been pretty quiet ever since he got pulled out of that vat-tank.
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*Takashi finds a place to plug into and download the softs into the deck.*
They are all yours. Enjoy in any nefarious ways you can imagine.
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"Ok, got the stuff. Let's go somewhere so I can try some of them out."
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*I'll grab my cup of soycaff, and as soon as Sam is ready to go, we'll head out.*
Sam has switched to NPC Status. He can heal you if you ask him, but otherwise he's just going to follow you arround.
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*we climb back in the van, and head over to the trix-cafe*
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Once we get settled into the trix-cafe, I'll wander around and look for something to do while Takashi tests out the programs he picked up. Maybe play checkers with Sam or something.
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*Takashi does battle for control of the trid!!!*
Okay you win! your Everquest account now has 400 Gold! now, what to do for reals... what are you trying to do?
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(OOC)
Heh, I dunno.. I don't know the first thing about decking! Hehe
In any case, I guess I'll just get a feel for it then go about trying to find any more info I can about the MCT facility. Any other security measures MFI missed, personnel shift changes, etc. Oh, I'll also try to get access to their maintenance database. I'll see what services they may have scheduled (A/C, Plumbing, grounds keeping, etc.). If there's no entry for air conditioning service, I'll go ahead and put in an entry and create a work log that the problem was discovered a couple of days ago, it's been isolated to the the server room we need access to, and that a service company [Enter the name on our van here] has been contacted and scheduled for service ASAP. I'll also put a comment on the work log by a 'Richard Killian' saying something to the effect of "I don't care how much it costs, the problem NEEDS to be fixed NOW. Get those people in here, bypass all those redundant and unnecessary security checks! If this doesn't get fixed some heads will roll!!"
Yeah.. I think that's good. :)
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Okay. Using your back-doors into the network you are easily able to implament a work-order to get scheduled maintance. you even print out a work order to have some hard copy to show up with, although you aren't sure how far you'll get with just the paperwork. (you haven't done this shadowrunning thing before) this should be good for getting past most of the security, but if they check it out; and actually talk to Killian, you may have some problems.
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I'll explain everything to Jazz and see if there's anything he wants to add or change.
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yawns and streches hey where are there soy dounents
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*passes Sam a doughnut*
"Well, Takashi, if you think that will get us in, I guess we're ready to go. I know MCT doesn't like 'lesser' metahuman races, so one of you will have to take lead- but I do have the break-in knowhow once we get in there."
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"Just wear a beanie and cover up your ears."
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"Can do, can do. So, we have tools, we have a van, and we have a workorder. Anything else we need? Sooner we get this done, sooner I can get back to relaxing."
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we got uniforms ?
You really should go back a couple of pages and read what you missed. this will go a lot faster if you do.
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"So let's get our stuff together and let's go."
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*I'll get up, grab the van keys, and walk out to the car- once we're all inside and everything, I'll drive out to an industrial area so we can change- I don't want anyone seeing this van in front of my place. Once we're suited up, we'll drive out to MCT and cross fingers and stuff*
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*Takashi downloads some HVAC specs to read over on the way there so he at least sounds like he knows what he's doing.*
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You pull up to the front of MCT, the first level parking garage. the Guard is the same one that was on duty earlyer. they have a makeshift moveable barrier in place of the earlyer destroyed guard rail. the man looks very tired and walks up to the van as you pull up.
"Can I help you?"
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((OOC: I'll let Takashi take the lead on this one- I don't know anything about MCT corporate policy, and so I don't know how to talk to this guy))
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(OOC:
You're driving, so you talk to him. Since when do outsourced air conditioning repair companymen know anything about MCT policy?
/OOC)
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*I'll lean out the window, beanie on tight, and dumb smile on my face*
"Heya Omae- Wow, what did you do to the parking garage? Just kidding- I'm here for repairs. Well, not these repairs, but A/C inside the server rooms in the building"
*take the printed work order from Takashi and pass it to him*
"Seriously, did something happen here?"
"There was a missunderstanding between some of the staff and managment, but it's been resolved. This is a good place to work, but ocasionally we have a bad apple in the bunch, you know how it goes. "
He looks over your work order for a bit.
"Okay, park this in the sub bacement, the first level is for employees only. "
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"Oh, I know how that is- I worked with this one fragger who wouldn't stop eating soy-tein. You know, that cheaper than cheap bean suppliment? Made him fart like 24/7. Horriblew. You have any idea what it's like to be stuck in a van with a guy like that?"
*I'll put the van into drive and pull into the sub-basement area*
"Tak, do you know where we're going? 'Cause I sure don't."
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look on the astral plane checking for trouble
There are lots of wards arround... there's one that's probibly suppose to keep rats out of the parking garage... and a couple others that are equally begine, there are one or two worked in there that look like they could be suspect, but as far as you can tell they are just reactive wards. nothing you'll have to work with unless you try to go poke at it.
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*Takashi makes sure his hat is on not so right, but enough to cover his face if he needs to. He also puts on some shades, the lighting in the building tend to be a little bright anyway. He puts the deck and equipment in the bottom of a tool box and gets the special case ready as well.*
"So I'm a bad apple now, eh? Heh, oh well. Anyway, we got to go to the server room, right? I know where it is, but I think we'd be suspect if we went strait there. Let's go to the lobby receptionist and get directions. You do the talking, some of the security guards might recognize me or my voice. Once we get to my floor we have to avoid the secretary there.. she knows me. There's also this guy, Richard Killian. He's the head of the math department, and he's the one that caused all this for me. I put a comment by him on the work order, so we should probably avoid him if possible too. Anything else?"
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"Nope, seems pretty straight-forward, omae. Sam, you have some mojo ready in case we get into trouble."
*park and then enter the building and talk to the receptionist*
(depending on whether it's a man or woman, I might flirt)
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The receptonist is a slightly older woman with a slightly younger face. she's got the corperate agelessness that's so popular thease days, but you can see in her eyes that she's been doing this for awhile. the service elevator from the sub bacement comes up in a corner, but goes through the main recepton hall anyways.
there are several exits.
the service elevator you came up in, with it's wide girth and settings for hauling heavy equipment, the passanger elevator that comes up from the employee parking garage, there's a door behind the desk of the receptonist, a large door that you assumes goes to the maintance elevators, a smaller hallway with a secure turnstyle that goes to a room full of elevators, and a door marked 'restrooms'
despite it being the holidays, there are a few people milling arround. the receptonist looks alert, aparently she's either had several cups of coffee, or takes her job very seriously.
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((Ooh... a lifer as a recptionist. No flirting my way past this one))
*I'll wipe my hands on my toolbelt, covering my fingertips with grease as we approach the front desk. I'll stand politley until she pays attentin to me, and then pass her the work order.*
"Apparently you have a problem with your AC... These are my gusy, but this is my first time in this building. Do I take the service elevator up, or ride with the employees?"
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looking you over once she takes the paper from your hand, running some numbers through the computer. after a moment of silence she hands you back the paper without looking at you, and grabs a couple of guest passes, and clipboards from under the desk.
"Just fill out this paperwork, and press your thumb into the chip reader on the clipboard. that'll activate your RFID encoded ID tags. from there the central computer will alto-map you to where you need to go, and probibly even tell you what's broken. it's got a bunch of self diagnostic capabilities now; thanks to our math devision. "
she hands you the clipboard. as you look at it, it digitally scans your face, and your image apears on the front of the ID tag, with 'visitor' printed in big scrolling red letters acrost it.
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((OOC: oh crap. Here's wishing we had gotten some false fingerprints. We'll have to wipe the database before we leave.))
*without hesitating, do as she says, pressing my thumb to the pad. Move my thumb around a little to mess up the fingerprint*
"Will do. I've heard some good things about your wiz math division."
She nods instead of talking to you. as you try to hand back the pad she nods over to your friends.
"Everyone who goes in will need to fill that out."
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*This could go very badly, but I'll pass the clipboard to Sam and Tak at the same time
I'll akwardly hold both clipboards, and try to smear my finger on Tak's while I pass Sam's to him, using the movement as cover- stealth test*
21 9 5 4 3. Any successes?
Okay, you hold the thumb from your opposite hand upside down on the finger print scanner as you pass it to Tak. He may be on his own for the digital picture though.
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(ooc)
I'll take the clipboard and hold it so it looks like I pressed my thumb on it. I'll cross my eyes in a way that makes it look like I kinda have a lazy eye and hold the thing a little close so I might end up getting a slightly fish-eyed picture. I don't remove my hat. That and the fact that I haven't shaved in a while (and it was a requirement to be clean shaven at work) will hopefully cover me.
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Alright. Your photo ID on the card is... less than intelegent looking, to say the least. you are confident that it dosn't look anything like 'you'... and no guys with guns start storming out of the hallways as soon as the picture is taken. that's a good sign right?
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I wipe my hand on my grease rag then take the clipboard and place my thumb on the pad barly making contact
That's nicely paranoid of you. your thumb leaves a black grease mark where it did touch the pad.
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*once that's done, I'll turn back to the secretary*
"Anything else? Which elevator should we ride up in?"
She raises one eyebrow when you hand her back the greasy and messy paperwork. "Service. There on the right. Just talk to the computer. and try to avoid talking to people... they'll certanly be avoiding you."
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*I'll make a face when I eye the greasy paperwork*
"Oh, sorry about that."
*wipe my hands on my coveralls, then start walking toward the service elevator with Sam and Takashi in tow. Once we're out of earshot, I'll lower my voice to a conspiritorial whisper*
"Frag, Tak... Drek, I feel uncomfortable calling you that right now. I'm just going to call you 'John' until we're out of here. Do you think we're okay? I didn't expect that whole photoID and fingerprint routine. Any other hurdles we need to know about before we move on?"
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(OOC)
What else might we be up against Ruski? It's been a while since I've read the corporate security handbook ;)
(/OOC)
Well, the last time you tryed to use a guest pass was back when you were still an intern; many-a-year a go. they've made quite a few changes sence then; and you, much like everyone else, had a nice eyes on the floor in front of you policy when it came to interacting with people from diffrent sections or classes.
also, the dirrectional AI is new. (they must have installed it the same day you left) although that was partially what you were working on. you are suprised to see it up and running so quickly. perhaps they are just testing it on the service people before going full on with it?
other than the regular difficulties already outlined; you have no real idea what you are going to be up aghinst. you haven't even ever taken the service elevator anywhere before.
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"Crap. Well, I guess we'll just have to be careful."
*push the button to call the service elevator*
"I don't like this AI thing- any way we can circumvent that, and deal with it before it becomes a problem?"
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as you step into the elevator, the doors close, and you are greeted by a bodyless voice.
Good evening Gentalmen. I am the Directional Atominious Help Managment system. most people just call me the 'Dahm Computer.' I see your work order is for air-conditional repair. as it is, my current self diagnostics read only a partial blockage allong section G-42. not normally enough to call in a repair team; but I can dirrect you there anyways. Shall I take you down to the basement / boiler room?.
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*pretend to be reading the work order*
"I guess we can check that out too- but this work order says for us to check the server room."
Server room is currently operating at 300% heat dissapation efficency. bouth the primary and secondary cooling systems are functoning at 100%. air purification filters are not due to be replaced for another six months.
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"That's great, but I have a work order right here in my hand that says 'Do it.' You don't know Tom, the dispatcher, but he gets pissy when he sends me on a job and then I don't do it."
[[OOC: Can you bluff a computer?]]
Standard operating procedure is to follow voice commands untill problem is remided. deviation will be cause for removal from the facility by armed escort. I can run a query to the source of the request and have a supervisor manually overide the default operating peramiters. ... original request originated from... and has comments from... Richard Killian, Math Department Head.
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"Okay, you 'query' him, and we'll be down looking around in your boiler room. But trust me, if we don't get in to see that server, heads are gonna roll."
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*ride the elevator down to the boiler room, and find a jackpoint there for "John" to mess with the system some more*
'Alrighty, DAHM, where is it you wanted us to look over?
The elevator begins to move downward. it's a quiet ride, and as the doors click open you are greeted with the musty smell of damp and undercleaned passageways. this is a wide hall, aparently an older part of the building, and still aparently 'unfinished' there seems to be storage for desks and whatnot, but no real personel would probibly get any of thease mildew covered things. the systems voice crackels over an aparently oudated loudspeaker from outside the elevator.
You'll find the closest access point to the blockage just down this hallway. simply follow the lights.
with this, the lights each 'flicker' in sequence, creating a visual trail for you to follow down the corridor and arround a corner.
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I'll do a visual sweep and see how many, if any cameras, are pointed at us.
If I don't see any, I'll still try and use body movement (picking up my tools) to slide my gun out of it's holster and up my sleeve.
I'll be honest- I don't like this. In fact, I'd probably say as much to Takashi and Sam.
"Guys, be alert- I don't like the way this is headed. They're almost giving us a roadmap to 'bury your employees here,' and that's not a place I'm willing to go quietly," I'll whisper to them.
There's a couple of camera's from yesteryear that seem to be kinda pointed in your general direction. more or less.
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Well, I'll ask out loud if DAHM can show us where the things that needs to be fixed is...
"Hey, which one of these is the malfunctioning one?"
And then I'll give Takashi cover while he jacks in- I'll sit between him and the old fashioned cameras so they can't see what he's doing.
Just follow the flashing lights. it's less than 200 yards away. The lights again flicker in a pattern, leading down the hallway, and arround a corner.
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Follow the lights, the gun shielded by my body from anyone watching on camera, but wary that we may be walking into a trap. Other than that, I'll try to keep my body language normal.
"So, computer, how long have you been operational?"
The most recent update to my firmware was over 14 hours ago. the oldest parts of my hardware date back to two years ago.
You walk down the hallway and come to an airvent with green sludge seeping out of it. it's a little bit high; you'll need a ladder or something to reach it. it looks quite gross.
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will glance into the astral looking for trouble
The astral is clear. this is an older part of the building, and is mostly inhabited by rats and fungus.
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I'll find something to stand on- I have a pretty high electronics skill, and that doesn't mean that I know how to fix air conditioning, but it does mean that I know how to LOOK like I'm fixing it.
*I'll pull a ladder, desk, or whatever over and stand on it so I can start taking the vent apart.*
Okay, a couple of screws and a little bit of tomfoolery later, you get an unused desk over to the wall, and the air conditioner vent plate off. looking inside, you see a large rat-nest, backed up aghinst a filter that is more mold than cellulose. you don't know how far this blockage goes, but you have a pretty good idea why the air dosn't pass through here.
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I'll look around for something to use to jack in.
If you feel like building your own jackpoint with a B/R Electronics 4 test, there are a number of things you could build a jackpoint and plug into.
1) the camera feed
2) old intercom station relay point.
3) Enviromental Controlls box.
4) lighting relay switch.
if you are looking for a more standard jackpoint, you'll have to wander arround and look for an old office that they've still got on the current network.
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I'll use a flashlight to check the rats nest- make sure it's empty before I start clearing it out- last thing I want is to get bitten by a stupid rat and pick up the neo-Bubonics.
If it's clear, I'll start using my tools (which I do actually have) to clear out the nest and exces mold and such. Start at the front, and work my way back until it's clear.
There are rats in there. but they are the 'normal' rat variety, not the devil rat.
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I'll use some crude implement to clear out the rats, then.
"Hey, DAHM? It looks like you need an exterminator- I'll clear these rats out, but you need to call someone in to go through and find out if there are any other nests."
((Is Takashi having any luck finding a place to jack in?))
Depends on if he/you want to build a jackpoint, or wander arround and find an already built one.
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with back to cam when jazz pops head out will mouth all clear on astral
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I'll nod my head toward the vent, and hand him the tools to keep clearing out the rat junk in the vent. I'll try my best to clean my hands off, and then use my electronics tools to build Takashi a jackpoint.
Electronics Test: 8, 7, 4, 2 ((Three?))
(Stealth Test to hide it from the cameras: 5, 5, 3, 1, 1)((Two))
Okay, popping off the cover of the heating and air conditoning controll panel, you spend some quality time hooking up what looks to be diagnostic tools, but in reality; they are actually a jackpoint data access terminal parts. once you are done you have a working jackpoint.
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I'll nudge Takashi with the oe of my boot, and then step back up on the desk to help Sam clean out the rat feces and try and get the grate working.
Okay. It's a dirty messy job. and unpleasant to boot. let's say you need to make:
Qty: (2) Quickness 4 tests.
and Qty (1) Body 4 tests.
if you fail the quickness 4 tests, you get bitten by a rat; and have to resist 4L (no armor)
if you fail a body test, you have to resist 6L (no armor) and spend 1D6 minutes throwing up.
everyone climbing in the vent needs to make thease tests. if you do make all the tests; it'll take you 1D6 minutes to clean everything out.
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Quickness Test 1: 09 05 05 04 03 01 ((Four Successes))
Quickness Test 2: 10 05 04 01 01 01 ((Three Successes))
Body Test: 09 07 03 02 01 ((Two Successes))
Okay, you avoid getting bitten by the rats, and you don't inhail a lung full of mold. it's going to take you <Rolling Dice> Four Minutes to clean out that mess.
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I'll jack in, and make it look like I'm running diagnostics on the system.
You are in. For the sake of getting this run compleated in a somewhat timely manner; I'm going to abreviate the normal matrix rules. Due to your extensive knoledge of this particular system, and given the fact that they haven't gone through and patched all of your code yet, you have an easy-in into the CPU.
So. Issue your commands as if you were sitting on the CPU it's self..
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While we're cleaning, I'll ask DAHM to turn off the duct security defenses while we're cleaning the place, so we don't get zapped or cut up.
"Hey, DAHM, is there any chance you could shut down the air duct security system, so we can clean this without fear for our lives?"
This section is not equip with countermeasures of that nature.
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(OOC)
I'll shut down all the security procedues that I can without throwing up any flags. I'll turn off one of the A/C conduits in the server room we need to get to, and make it look like something's blocked it. I'll alter the building DAHM Computer to flag us as friendly, or at least something that will let us move about the building more freely. I'll remove any video of ourselves and set it to loop the missing content from a previous recording. I'll set the surveillance cameras in the service elevator, the lobby, the server room and its floor to loop so it won't get any recording of us. I'll make sure there's a copy of my exit program on the server to run if I need to, and I'll alter it to turn off security drones as well.
I'll also search real quick for an un-altered copy of the security video the night I was framed and download it to my deck. I'll also find Killian's bank account # from the finance department (they probably have it somewhere for his direct deposit). I'll make an algorithm that takes any and all fractions of nuyen and places them in Killian's account. Not too obvious though, but I want him to get fired for embezzelment. I'll save the account # for future use.
Any finally I'll make sure I clean up all the log files of any file or node that I accessed. Wouldn't want anyone to know I was there after all. ;)
(/OOC)
Okay. Done. you make the necessary modifications, and write that program that you thought up while watching an old 'superman 2' movie on flat-vid.
only catch is that you can't seem to find the 'original' footage of that night. only the modified one is on the server.
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I'll pull my head out once we're finished, and clean my tools while we wait for Takashi to jack out. I'll keep an eye on the camera, and have Sam check Astral again.
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(OOC)
Ok.. can I access Killian's workstation and see if it's there?
Also, can I modify DAHM to give ourselves administrator rights?
Just realized I missed some important things:
-Check and loop the surveillance on the floor we're on.
-Check my employee information and records to see what they've noted. Delete any and all information relating to me.
-And of course fix the access logs to cover my tracks.
(/OOC)
Killian's got some indepentant encryption on his system that you can't seem to get through. You'll have to find the key before you can hack that, your rating 3 decript isn't able to even scratch the surface of it.
Your employee information is red-flagged. your fingerprints are set to fire off alarms if they ever show up, as well as a facal scan, your car's vin number has been tagged, and there are XYZ quardanents for it's current location, somewhere in redmond. there is a bit of other information in there as well. GPS quardanants for your location for the last times you've used your cellphone, and other equally scary data.
Looping the survalance for your current floor isn't a big deal. once you do it though, DAHM seems to take notice of it. (it was monitoring you and then you dissapeared) you are holding off the alarm as it is; but unless you sit on it and keep pressing 'cancle' each time he loops arround and checks on you (every two minutes), it's going to go off.
DAHM is behind a firewall, and you can't get administrator rights to him without sitting on the server. (the same place you need to be to copy his code)
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(OOC)
Ok, I'll redo the loop so it's looping us working on the vent shaft and see if that calms DAHM down.
I'll copy all that data in my file to my deck and delete all my records.
Was I able to give ourselves enough rights to move around the building?
(/OOC)
With DAHM watching the copy of you, you can move arround a bit, but your access cards won't work. and if you move arround too much with your RFIDed tags, the computer will pick up the discrepancy, and that'll probibly cause bad things to happen.
Oh, and you get an error when trying to delete your records. says something about 'this file is in use by another user.' but you are able to copy it okay. if you get to the server room, you can cancle the thread thats currently using the file, and then delete it, but you can't do that from here.
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(OOC)
Ok, screw the loop of the basement feed. I'll remove any traces of tampering.
I'll make sure the audio on the elevator is off as well.
(/OOC)
That'll make it tough to issue voice requests to DAHM, but okay.
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*Takashi signals Jazz and Sam with a thumbs up*
you Jack out just as they are finishing cleaning out the gunk from the air vent. they are covered in mould, rat fecies, and hair.
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After seeing Takashi give us the signal, I'll start cleaning off my tools and brushing the rat drek and mold off my uniform, and glance up at the camera.
"DAHM, can we check that server room now?"
Yes the malfunctoning conduit has registered in my system. I'll arrange a security escort for you while running a self-diagnostics on myself to see why it didn't show up earlyer.
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I'll glance at Takashi, wondering if this is going to be a problem.
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(OOC)
Errr.. security escort..? Jack back in!
Undo the video loops and audio, but save them in a program to redo it all for our escape, and add the stairwell audio/video to a loop as well. Also I'll set up an algorithm or something to delete any and all traces of my employee record as soon as it's free.
(/OOC)
Okay. Done. all you gotta do is say "All Hell is breaking loose like Helter-Skelter" and DAHM will pick up the command, and run your program.
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"Well, DAHM- are we waiting here for the escort, or are we supposed to wait in or near the elevator?"
I'll pack my tools together, making sure the gun is hidden well enough against a cursory examination. I'll try and give the same hint to Sam and Takashi without saying anything out loud.
The security escort will meet you on the floor with the server room.
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I'll glance at Takashi... I don't know what level the sever room is on. I'll ruffle the work order and look it over- did Takashi include that information on there?
"Uh, DAHM, I'm looking at the work order right now, and it doesn't have that information on here- can you send the elevator to that floor? This is our first time in the building."
There are no manual controlls on the service elevator. they were removed after my installation. I will take you to the proper floor.
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"Frag, DAHM. Good man... er... you know what I mean."
I'm going to have my hand resting on my toolbelt, near my gun, but not on it, so in the event that someone is watching us on security feeds, they won't think anything of it when I put my hand on the gun out of reaction.
What do we see when we get to the server room floor?
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The eerie silence in the elevator is almost annoying. it's hard to tell what floor you are moved to; all the displays inside have been removed, and the whisper-silent drive of the machinery arround you makes it difficult to even tell time.
the doors crank open on a generic looking level. there is the standard potted plant; plastic of course, the standard off-white walls, with generic art of happy, but not loud places. there's a bored looking receptonist wearing a heads up display glasses, and a datajack that's plugged into something under the desk. two large men wearing foot-ball styled bodyarmor are waiting for you as the doors open. they aren't smiling.
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(OOC)
Do I recognize the floor? Perhaps the receptionist?
(/OOC)
The Recptonist isn't one you've seen before. the floor... it's hard to say. guessing by how fast you got here, and where you were before, you'd say you are 10 floors up or so, probibly close to the level you work on, give or take a couple of stories. it's deffenitly not your floor though.
the only thing you do reconise is one of the security guards. you are pretty sure he dosnt' know you, but the guy with the blonde hair once had to apprehend a thief. actually, now that you think of it, the 'theif' was caught by Killian. he was pretty beat up when the guards were dragging him past your office cubicle. you remember being very carefull about the number of supplys you took home from the office supply closet after that... now you just wonder if that guy did something to piss off Killian. at any rate; thease guys have a reputation of being a little heavy handed with 'the help', and 'the help' has a reputation of taking it because if they are black-listed, they won't be able to work here again.
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I'll step off the elevator, trying not to brush off rat feces and mold on the nice clean carpet.
At least they'll think twice about touching me!
I'll smile at the receptionist, and then adjust my toolbelt, leaving my hand near my gun. I'll step forward, and speak to the bigger of the two security goons, "Okay, we're ready to go! Lead the way!"
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(OOC)
I'll gather up my things and follow. I'll kinda look around in 'amazement' to make it look like I've never been in the building before.
(/OOC)
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I follow carefully
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The Guards lead you though a variety of hallways. you'd almost swear that they are leading you in circles. every couple of hallways they have to stop, enter in a code, retinal print, hand print, key-swipe, or some combination thereof.
eventually, you get to a door that's got another set of guards standing outside. they exchange some cloke and dagger password bit, before leading you into the server room. you'd almost swear the one of the guards eyes was glowing red as you walk by.
inside the server room, there are two parts. a plexglass wall situated with airvents seperates the 'waiting' room, from the other half. it's almost freezing in here. there is a well-bundled individual sitting on the other side of the wall, working on the mainframe, flanked by a bored looking guard if his/her own.
all of the cold air entry vents are on this side of the plexglass wall.
-RuskiFace the GM
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Ooh. So they're NOT in the section we're in, and they would probably notice if Takashi sat down and decked it.
I'll walk past all of the vents, holding up a hand to feel the (cold) air coming out of them.
"Hey DAHM? Which one of these vents is broken? They all feel okay to me- it looks like we're going to have to take a look at all of them."
My sensors indicate that vent number 4 is producing air of a insufficently cold tempiture.
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I'll put on some gloves, and start unscrewing the vent cover.
(quick count- how many guards/techs/other people are here?)
(including the ones outside the door?)
2 guards on your party of 3 people, 1 guard on the single tech on the consol, 2 guards outside.
total people in the room proper: 7, total people outside the room 2. people in the 'pre' area of the server room, 5 (3 of you and two guards) people in the actual server section: 2 one tech and one guard. total guards inside: 3 total guards that are close: 5. total civilians 1. total shadowrunners 3.
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I'll ask Sam to give me a hand in the vent, and ask "John" ((aka Takashi aka Ingo)) to set up the diagnostic tools.
"DAHM, are there any countermeasures on here that need to be disabled before I stick my head into the vent? Can you shut them down on all of the vents? I'm going to check each one, and make sure there's not a problem with the regulators and sensors that I can fix this time out."
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will assit jazz
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DAHM replys that the countermeasures were deactivated upon your arival; as it's aghinst company policy to make them active when company personel are inside the room. DAHM points out that is also part of the reason security guards are required to be with you; as you don't qualify as employees.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
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I'll tinker with the sensors inside the vent, and try and figure out what countermeasures they have built in (like the anti-fire ones that drain all the O2 out of the room, or the pressure valve that floods the room with neurostun)
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It has an anti-fire halon system, that would drain all the air out of the room. they don't seem to have any neuro-stun. perhaps they use the halon as dual-purpouse.
-RF
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Can I rig the halon not to work and set the sensors not to detect it?
B/R Electronics test 4 to disable. if you can hit 8, it won't detect it.
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I'll follow Jazz's lead and put gloves on and check the vents.
Hmm... they seem to be working. your hands are getting cold.
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(OOC)
Is there a way to climb through the vents and get to the other side of the plexi glass?
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It's actually a suprisingly simple maglock on the door between the plexi-glass, and the side you are on. there are also large airflow fans up at the top, near the roof. There also apears to be some space between the top of the plexi-glass and the roof that you could probibly shimmey through if you got up there. it's only about a 8' barrier. (some of the guards may notice if you start climbing it though) the air vents on this side go to the cooling unit, the air comes in here, and then after it's gone past the servers, it gets picked up by the return ducts. you'd have to crawl compleatly through the system inorder to get to the return vents on the server side of the glass.)
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B/R Electronics Test: 04 04 02 01 Two successes.
Damn. I hope that doesn't blow this whole thing.
Out loud, I'll say "DAHM, it looks like the cannister in here is leaking, and that caused the sensor to malfunction. You might want to request a tech to come look at them. I'm going to clean the sensor and test it."
My Self-test routine requires that all company personell be out of the server room for testing of the Halon system.
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"Alright, let me inspect all the canisters by hand first, and then you can run your check. Is there anything else that could have cause this sensor not to register? Did your test turn anything up?"
It looks like you just disabled the nossel port to the Halon tank in that vent. if you rotate it counterclockwise with a #3 wrench it'll start working again.
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"No, is there anything interfering with your sensors, that would make the faulty sensor not register? I turned this nozzle off because it's cracked and I think it's leaking."
The halon system is tested by the pressure reading of the halon compression tanks. the pressure is holding, but the only way to actually test it would be to activate it, and see if the pressure gauge could measure the change.
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"Alright, I'll turn it back on, and you can test it later when everyone is out of the room. I'm going to stick my head in the other vents, and see if there is anything on those sensors that would make a difference. I might take the sensor in this one back to the shop for repair, and bring out a replacement tomorrow."
I'll nudge Takashi with my boot and tell him "Hey, have you set up that diagnostic equipment yet? I didn't bring you here to feel the air conditioning!"
I'll turn to Sam, and ask him, "Hey, open up that first vent, so I can compare the sensor array."
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I node and open the vent up
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I'll climb down from the vent, and start hooking up the 'diagnostic equipment' for Takashi to use.
While I'm doing that, I'll ask him "Hey, can you get the vent covers off those other two? I think we're going to have to check all of them."
I'll try and hook up a datapoint without the guards noticing (or maybe them thinking I'm just setting up the diagnostics)
Hooking up a datapoint here won't be any better than the datapoint downstairs. inorder to get the paydata you need to compleate the run, you'll have to be sitting at the terminal that's currently occupied by the poor slot on the other side of the plexiglass.
also, there isn't a good point to jack into on this side of the wall. all of the really interesting equipment is on the other side of the barrier.
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I'll move close to Sam and whisper "Can your mojo take these chombas?"
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wispers yrs but not whith out effecting us i can stun them one at a time but my aoe will effect all of us
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I whisper "Hit all of us, and then revive me and," nodding to Takashi, " John."
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wispers say when will hit the tech frist
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I'll nod and go back to trying to 'fix' the sensors.
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I target the tech at the computer and cast thunderclap{3 dice in to casting 3 into resit drain} {16 10 05 04 02 02 02 02 01
#D:9 TN:4 H#:16 S:4}
Uh... you think casting an area of effect DAMMAGE spell next sensative computer equipment is a bad idea. however, if you really want to do it. just say so; and I'll make the apropriate resistance rolls.
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<ooc ok will stunbolt nearest guard >(08 05 05 05 04 04 04 03 02
#D:9 TN:4 H#:8 S:7)(drain test 10 05 05 05 05 04 02 01 01 01
#D:10 TN:4 H#:10 S:6)
whoa... okay. well the guard that's suppose to be watching you suddenly goes bolt-upright stiff, and falls to the floor with a loud 'clang'
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I'll pull my head out of the vent and ask "What the hell was that?"
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The guard at the terminal says something that you can't quite overhear into his microphone, in a heartbeat, the guards from outside are inside, guns drawn looking at the man that's down, and the people standing arround him.
-RuskiFace the GM
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I'll watch, feigning concern, as they look over the fallen guard.
"What happened? What's wrong with him?"
I'll glance back into the vent, with a look of fright on my face, and ask "it isn't these things, is it?"
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The guards are keeping their guns trained on everyone in the room. the technitian has stopped working on the terminal to turn arround and watch, allong with his guard.
one of them finally speaks
"DAHM, replay what just happened here!"
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While they're looking around, I'll make a point of it not to look at Sam, and I'll try and pull the part of my toolbelt that has my gun in it a little closer, for the easiest possible access.
I also hope and pray that Sam hits the guard in front of the security terminal next, so the guards will rush over there to check on him.
*crosses fingers while trying to look busy*
Okay, you move your tools arround... You think the guards will notice any spellcasting at this point.
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"Sam, hit these guys," I'll say, gesturing to the group of guards in front of us.
Hopefully we'll be able to take out the guys on the other side of the glass before they lock down the server.
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So, everyone roll inititive.
-RuskiFace the GM
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11.
(oh, holy crap. I finally get max Init. Yay!)
(well, I don't know what everyone else will do (they really need to post) but go ahead and start doing stuff. I bet with 11 you'll be first anyways.)
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9
and You'll be second. good luck killing the guards.
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7
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(when my int comes up i will cast thunderclap on the farside of room behind the guards)
Didn't we already talk about using stuff like that arround a computer that you'll have to use to finish the run?
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(OOC:) Alright KV. you go first
RuskiFace the GM
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((I think Mercy was saying he's going to cast Thunderclap on the far side of OUR Room- on this side of the protective glass panelling. Thus not destroying the computers that we need to finish this run. Hopefully.))
I'll hold my gun inside my tools, and fake a fall from the venting duct I'm sitting in. Maybe they'll just think I fell victim to whatever took out the guard, maybe they'll check on me, or maybe they'll just wait long enough for Mercy to take them all out with a spell.
I don't know if any of those will happen, but I'm going to fake a fall, dropping some tools but hanging onto my belt, gun saftely inside. I'll fake some sort of seizure once I hit the ground, too, just for good measure.
Acting check. Defaults to Charisma. target number 4.
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(kid is right I was casting it in the this room )
Okay, glad we cleared that up then. go ahead and make your rolls, and when it gets down to you, i'll make it happen.
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Acting: 10 05 04 04 01
Okay, you mannage to pull off a not-too-cheesey fall with your tool box ending up over your primary hand, the gun firmly in your grip. you are surrounded by tools and junk from the fall. resists (body)L dammage for landing on a screwdriver.
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I'll hold my action..
Okay, Speak up if you want to use it.
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(ok spell test results is 09 04 04 04 04 03 02 01 01
#D:9 TN:4 H#:9 S:5) (drain test 13 09 08 08 05 04 03 03 02 01
#D:10 TN:6 H#:13 S:4)
okay, what do thoes numbers mean? what are the guards going to be resisting?
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((The computer with the character on it got reformatted, so I need to find the old character sheet and re-make the boy... or maybe he's backed up on another computer. In any case, I think he had a body of 5. I'm assuming this is using impact armor... which I don't remeber exactly wearing, other than armor clothing under the coveralls... and maybe some nice form fitting body armor... although probably not))
Resisting 5L (wearing armored clothing) (aw... crap. 3/0)
16 07 05 01 01
I'll groan (for real) as I land on the screwdriver, but still keep my gun in hiding. I'll kick my legs and start faking with the seizure, though.
All eyes are on you. no one is shooting you... yet.
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(sorry I casted thunderclap)
(Thunderclap [04] P 4(RC) I )
(OOC) Sory mercy, I'm not up on the dammage codes for spells and so-forth, what should I be rolling vs. for the guards? 4 sucesses at... 3L 9M? thunderclap does stun dammage right? like +2 or +4 for everyone's target number if you don't do a will save vs. the level? something like that?
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(I know it physical damge ok according to the book because its a elemetentl spell the spell resit test is actruly a damge restiance test as described under ranged combat (see page 109 3rd edtion )I think the target number is 4 I am refancing page 183 in trhe 3rd edtion book oh and combat pool does apply to elemental spells)impact armour does apply but only half rating)
So they'll be resisting four sucesses at 4L with half their impact armor, but compat pool is aloud?
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(the book doesnt say )
(but it has to me more than light damge)
(ok i choose level so 4s and the i consulted page 196 in the book)
Okay, cool that's how I thought it was suppose to go. Now, you also have to resist that dammage level as part of the drain. so you've got to get at least 8 sucesses inorder to soak it (drain on that spell is +1+1DL right? most physical manipulation spells are.
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A thunderous crash seems to suck the air out of the room, and then concentrat it into a destructive force similar to a speeding mac-truck. a wall of sound reveberates off of the walls, bouncing back and forth like the oft quoted chunkey salsa effect. plaster explodes and cracking fittings spark through the air., the last thing you see is the spidering of the clear plass-steel retainer between the two areas before all of the lights blow out.
everyone resist 4M with half your impact armor.
youve gone def the concussive blast has made it so you can't hear anything other than a dull whine. all tests requireing you to listen are at +4 difficulty level.
also, the lights are out. if you have thermographic vision you can see via heat, but even low-light vision is blind at this point.
so, 4M vs half your impact armor, can't hear, can't see.
-RuskiFace the GM
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Resisting Damage: 4M (no impact armor), throw in two combat pool...
10 04 04 04 03 02 01
Four successes. No damage.
I will however still be deafened and rather suprised.
Make an Intelegencew 4 test. if you get more than two sucesses, you smell halon.
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Halon smell test: 05 05 04 03 02
Three successes... I'll think to myself, "ooh... that's not good."
Out loud, I'll shout "Guys, the halon is leaking- we've gotta get out of here!" and I'll start pulling Sam and Takashi out of the vents as best I can.
Of course, I don't plan to move toward the door, but no one else knows that. We still have a server to hack and a job to do.
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(ok my risit rolls are 17 14 08 07 04 04 04 04 04 03 02
#D:11 TN:4 H#:17 S:9 ) (9 sucesses)
Okay, you smell halon too.
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I'll turn on a flashlight from my toolkit and drop it on the floor, rolling it toward the door.
Hopefully they won't shoot me for lighting up the room. When I switch it on, I'll try and figure out who is up and who is down, and then I'll glance toward the server tech and his 'glass wall' to see if either of them is still up.
I'm going to assume that DAHM and everyone is down, but I would like to know if they are or not.
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I scramble out of the vent taking a quick look around
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The technicians are indeed down, the Halon system is active, and the plex-steel wall is cracked and crumbling closer to the blast area.
the tech and guard on the other side of the wall are moving, but it's hard to make out details through the smoke / halon/ dust / cracks
-RuskiFace the GM
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I'll try and shout over the ringing in my own ears, "ARE YOU GUYS OKAY?"
Suddenly, I'll realize that our computer guy- the reason we're on this run, has gone a little quiet. I'm going to climb up and pull him out of the vent, make sure he's okay/alive, and hopefully able to finish this payday.
Hopefully.
You can't even hear yourself shout. it's kinda anoying... you pull your tech out of the vent. he's a bit wide-eyed and loopey looking. but that could be the refracted light of your flashbeam, and the halon in the air. It's getting hard to breathe. with the halon systems active you have your body (un augmented) in rounds before you start running out of O2
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casts stunbolt at boyth the tech and the guard (13 09 09 04 04 01 01
#D:7 TN:4 H#:13 S:5)(thats with subtracting 2 dice for a second target
force is deadly)
Okay, you knock the guard and the tech unconcious. the tech mumbles something about cheetos as he collapses. resist the drain. +2 target number for doing that while holding your breath.
(okay 11 08 08 05 05 02 02 02 02 01
#D:10 TN:7 H#:11 S:3) (3 sucesses)
[so, what did you take from that? a moderate? serious?]
a moderate wound
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Without being able to hear myself, I'll shout "DAHM! Turn off the halon! There are still people in here!"
I'll start dragging the unconscious people toward the door- I'd just get in the way of the spell slinging and decking at this part of the run anyway.
Plus, I don't want these people to die. I may be a thief, but I try to avoid being a murderer.
You can't hear any responce that DAHM may be telling you, but you are pretty sure the air isn't getting any cleaner. oh, and the door is locked.
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Damage Resistance Test, TN# 3M (Form Fitting Body Armor 4/2, half impact)
1: 4 ... Success
2: 4 ... Success
3: 3 ... Success
4: 1
5: 3 ... Success
No damage (yay!)
Intelligence Test to smell Halon:
1: 1
2: 2
3: 3
4: 3
5: 2
6: 5 ... Success
I'm having trouble breathing, but I don't know why. What's that funny smell, is my nose bleeding? I get dragged around by someone, what the heck is going on?
And Just think... about 24 hours before, your biggest worry was if you could get your TPS reports done on time... now, you've stoln a car, ran from the cops, gotten several of your friends killed, been in a sewer, and now, involved in an explosion. the fun just never ends!
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Once Takashi is dragged out of the vents, I'll hold my breath and climb back up there, and start shutting the halon tanks off- maybe it'll give us some breathing room, but it's a good idea in any case.
If they're damaged beyond shutting off, I'm going to start dragging people to the door- I don't want to be a murderer.
okay, B?R 4 test to shutt off the vents. you got two turned off already, there are two more to go.
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(going to summon a force 1 hearth spirt to push the gas out the vents) (10 08 05 05 04 04 03 03 02 01 01
#D:11 TN:8 H#:10 S:2)(2 sucesses ) (drain test) (09 09 09 08 04 03 03 02 02 01
#D:10 TN:8 H#:9 S:4) ( 4 sucesses)
Okay, your hearth spirit starts moving the gas out, but with the vents still pumping it in, it's a loosing battle.
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I'm still wearing my toolbelt, so I'll hold my breath and climb the ladder, and start trying to shut off the other valves.
B/R Test (4): 05 03 03 (One success)
The last time you did that good of a job shutting it off, DAHM told you that breaking things was aghinst corperate repair policy.
it is off though. as far as you can tell in the cark. you've got one more to go.
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B/R Repair (4): 16, 4, 1
Okay, you shut off the last halon emitter, and the gas starts to slowly fade, there aren't any fans pulling in new air. so it's getting stuffy, and actually more than a little hot, but at least you can breathe again.
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Hot and stuffy I can deal with. Having halon suck the air out of my lungs? Sounds like far less fun to me.
Once I get that done, I'll climb down and give Sam and Takashi a 'thumbs up.' I'm assuming they're deaf too, so I'll walk Takashi and Sam over to the terminal, and then let him plug in, and I'll have Sam stay with him while I drag the unconscious guards over near the door.
Hopefully we'll be able to get the data before whoever breaks down the door. That is, assuming we haven't already fried the server with our little escapades.
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There's still a dividing wall between you and the actual server, but it's quite a bit less stable that it was originally intended, and a few well placed kicks punch out a hole for you to crawl through.
Tack, you reconise Raymond as the tech. he seems a little worse for wear, but he looks a little better than the dead you assumed he would end up.
as you log in, the server gives you a overheating warning. it won't be on for much longer without airflow.
-RuskiFace the GM
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[OOC]
Wait, so am I at the server, or next to the almost broken window wall thing?
The tech is Raymond? Didn't he get shot the other night?
[/OOC]
Yea. he did get shot. that's why it's kinda wierd to see him here with you. aparently he didn't die, or they needed him for something. and, you are through the barrier, after a nice hole gets kicked into it. it's as you aproach the terminal, and see the heat warning indicators that you spare a second to glance at the tech, and notice your former cubicle-mate.
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I'll download our data into the box and check my employee file.
Okay. Computer 4 test to check your employee file, and coputer 6 test to download the data you want to get.
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Computer (4) to check employee file:
1: 6 + 5 = 11. ... Success
2: 2
3: 1
4: 6 + 3 = 9. ... Success
5: 1
Computer (6) to download data for the run:
1: 2
2: 1
3: 6 + 6 + 6 + 4 = 22. ... Success
4: 3
5: 3
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Okay. It's going to take a good fifteen minutes to download everything.
you get the employee file nice and easy though.
looks like you've been red-flagged all over the place. and there's notes as to a shadow-op to go have you 'picked up' before you embarris the company even more.
-RuskiFace the GM
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I'm going to do what I can to lower the operating temperature of the server to make sure that it'll last long enough for the data copy. While that database is being copied I'll copy everything associated with me to my deck and I'll delete my employee record and everything with my name on it or associated with it as well as any backups. I'll also sever any and all connections outside this building and make it look like standard security operating proceedure.
I'll also jack the security system so that DAHM recognizes only me as the administrator. I'll lock down all security systems and delete any records of our presence in the building. I'll have DAHM sound a general alert that all personnel (including security) needs to evacuate the building due to a ventilation system malfunction that's venting dangerous gasses into the building. If anyone queries DAHM it will reply with the same message as well as letting the user know that the proper authorities have been notified and that the user should proceed to the building exits. I'll instruct DAHM via the console (since I probably still have trouble hearing) to basically only allow people to go through doors that will lead them closer to the building exits.
Once I feel we're pretty safe and secure inside the room, I'll activate the buildings automated defenses to protect our group and Raymond, and to target anyone who comes after us. I'll cause the data back-up system to overload and burn itself out. Then I'll look up Raymond's file to see what Killian is having him do and try to access Killian's system. I'll also delete Killian's account so he no longer has access to any of the building's systems. I'll plant bits and pieces of information in various areas so that if MCT is able to salvage data from this server after I melt it down it'll convict Killian for conspiracy and money laundering and such.
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Okay. let's do it like this:
(1) Delete your files: Computer 4 test
(2) Cut down heat production B/R computer 4 test.
(3) Give yourself superuser status: Computer 6 test
(if you make this one, drop target numbers for all future tests by half)
(4) get Raymond's file: Computer 4 test
(5) Sound General Evacuation: Computer 4 test
(6) Make Security evacuate too: Computer 8 test.
(7) Make all exits 'one way': computer 6 test.
(8) Set automated defence to reconise only your party as non-hostile: Computer 8 test.
(9) Have the backups frag themselves: Computer 4 & B/R Computer 4
(10) Lock out Killian: Computer 6 test.
(11) Plant Evidence about Killian: Computer 6 test.
you have enough time to run 6 of thease operations, each sucess on your B/R to cool down the server gives you an extra turn before shutdown.
Good luck.
-RuskiFace the GM
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Since Ingo is busy in the system, I'll start dragging the security guards over near the door, including the server tech and his guard. I will 'liberate' a few of thier guns, stuff them into my toolbox, and then lay them out by the door.
Hopefully Takashi gets the doors open- it's stuffy in here, and if the server room really is on a closed system, and the halon is supposed to be going off, then we're shut tight in here.
Trying to think of alternative ext routes, I'm going to climb into the air ducts and see what I can see. There's no fresh air coming in, so I'm assuming we're closed off. Maybe I can open whatever is closed, and we can have an exit, and the room can have some more air.
The air vents aren't big enough to crawl through unless you are an anarexic dwarf. there are fans deeper in, but you can't reach them, and they are off.
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I'll slide back out then, and start trying to work on a way to jimmy open the door. Is it locked down electronically, shorted out, or physically barred?
locked down electronicly as part of the security procedures surrounding the Halon dump.
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Damn... if only there was a way to tell Ingo to turn off the Halon and turn on the ventilation again. :/
well, it should be noted that the same door that's keeping you in, is keeping the guards outside... out.
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Well, I'll abandon that, and since I can't do anything about what Ingo is up to (and knowing that with ten living people in this room and no ventilation, we're going to run out of O2 quick.
I'll hop back on my ladder and climb into the vents, and see if I can't get some sort of fan/vent thing working so we all don't suffocate to death. I hear that's not one of the best ways to go. Seeing as how I would prefer dying in a tub full of supermodels or perhaps in a space ship accident, it isn't even on my list.
B/R Electronics 6 test, to rig up a power suply to the vent fan from your flashlight.
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B/R Electronics (6) Test: 16 05 03 (One success)
Your makeshift battery pack starts to move the air arround the room a little better. between that and the spirit, things are starting to look up for you!
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With that done, I'll see if I can rig up some sort of cooling system for Ingo's server while he's decking. (Maybe helping with his problems?)
Nah, most of that is internal, and you don't want to open up the server-racks as they are starting to glow red. it's going to be hard enough for him to do anything as it is...
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(also bump)
Is there anything that I can think of to do to help out?
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((I'll just post this for Ingo, cause... I seriously want to finish this thread... but I have no idea how high his computer skill is, so I'm just going to give him a skill of 6, with no encephalon or anything.))
(1) Delete your files: Computer 4 test
09 09 04 03 02 02
(Sucess)
(2) Cut down heat production B/R computer 4 test.
(default to intelligence- so +4 TN#, but I'll still give him 6 dice)
15 05 05 04 03 01
(Sucess)
(3) Give yourself superuser status: Computer 6 test
(if you make this one, drop target numbers for all future tests by half)
08 05 05 04 02 01
(Sucess)
(4) get Raymond's file: Computer 4 test 2
08 05 04 03 02 02
(Sucess)
(5) Sound General Evacuation: Computer 4 test 2
14 10 03 03 03 01
(Sucess)
(6) Make Security evacuate too: Computer 8 test. 4
05 04 04 02 02 01
(Sucess)
(7) Make all exits 'one way': computer 6 test. 3
05 05 05 04 03 02
(Sucess)
(8) Set automated defence to reconise only your party as non-hostile: Computer 8 test.4
11 08 04 03 02 01
(Sucess)
(9) Have the backups frag themselves: Computer 4 2 & B/R Computer 4
Computer: 10 04 04 02 01 01
B/R (Defaulting to Int again): 15 08 04 02 02 02
(Sucess)
<At this point the computers crash>
(10) Lock out Killian: Computer 6 test. 3
11 05 05 05 03 01
(can not compleate operation)
(11) Plant Evidence about Killian: Computer 6 test. 3
10 05 04 04 03 01
(can not compleate operation)
There... he's all rolled for. If I was him, I would tap a karma to reroll my failures, and then burn it to get an extra success.
In fact... in case he decides that:
15 05 05 04 03 01
15 13 09 03 02 01
+ 1 Success from burning a karma. Or something.
(I included this into the calculations)
okay, following that: the dump-shock knocks him out. sitting on an overheating server when it goes nova will do that to you sometimes.
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Well, if Tak is down, how can we be sure that he finished the job?
I'll check the 'box' for any indication that the job has been completed, and try to wake Takashi up again.
"Hey- omae, are we good? Can we leave now?"
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feel free to make a computer 4 test to check out the box and see if everything is there.
otherwise, all you know is that your decker just keeled over.
-RuskiFace the GM
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Computer (defaulting to intelligence, TN# 8)
11 05 04 03 03
I'll tell Sam to check Takashi- either way, we need to get out of here.
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I check on tak seeing as he uncounis sling him over my shoulder in a firemans carry
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"Is there any way you can heal him enough to get him conscious? He said something about taking his friend here, but I don't know who he meant."
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looks like just stun damge and cant heal that should come around in a bit but do we have the time to wait
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"No, we don't really have time to wait- but I guess we have to, 'cause I don't even know what omae here managed to finish, much less which friend he wanted to bring with us."
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(occ hey ruski any smelling salts in whats left of med kit )
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nope. no smelling salts unfortunatly, and even with the halon systems turned off, the cooking servers are making this room reeeeaaalllly stuffy.
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Taking a moment to disconnect the blackbox, I'll stow it away in my toolbag and pile tools on top of it.
I'll talk to myself as I move toward the door- "Time to go about getting us out of here. Let Sam worry about Tak and his friend, and figure a way to get out of this room."
We already know the vents are blocked off.
I guess I'll try the door.
First, I'll try the obvious- and turn the handle. Does it open?
If not, where are the hinges? This side or the other side? Is it reinforced on this side? What is the wall on either side of the door made of?
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the door opens, there is a group of guards outside looking at you as you open it,
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attempts to wake the tech if he can if note puts him over the other shoulder
He's out like a light as well. luckily geeks only have a body of like 2 or three, so it's only a strength 6 test to carry bouth of them.
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I'll look at the group, but I was ready for this- I'll shout "Do you fraggers hear those sirens? Do you think this is a drill? Grab these people and get the frag out of here!"
(I'm hoping to appeal to a sense of panic as well as thier goodwill toward thier fellow guards. If nothing else, we can head out, and carry Tak and his tech buddy with us, and let them handle the guards and everyone else.)
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I'll already have packed up my tools and everything-including the black box that we need to get out of here to get paid, so when I open the door, it'll be with one of my tools, with the rest in the box and ready to go.
With the guards grabbing people and dragging/carrying them to saftey, I'll make sure Sam and I end up carrying Takashi and his buddy tech- apparently Sam knew who he meant, even though I had my head in the ducts. Once we're clear of the server room, I'll start lagging slightly behind the group of guards, letting them use the one-way exits ahead of us. If they offer to help, I'll pretend like I'm out of breath and motion for them to keep going.
As soon as they're far enough ahead of us to give us a little breathing room, I'll look over at Sam and ask, "Omae, please tell me you remember another way out of here."
Whether or not he remembers, I'm going to grab the skinnier tech (Raymond), and leave Sam carrying Takashi. I'm carrying my tools and the black box as well, and although it's not going to take them long to figure out how to break Takashi's code, we do have a little while to get out of there.
We'll take the stairs down, using the route Takashi was planning, and move out to our car, where we'll pile our stuff into the car (unconscious Takashi and tech) and glance at the crowd of displaced employees while we drive off. Hopefully the guard doesn't give us too much crap. If he does, I'll simply sigh and look at him and say "Chummer, there were fifteen other people in that room, and I'm just an outsourced tech. I want to take my people back to our offices and get them checked out. If you need anything, give us a call." and I'll give him a copy of the work order that we forged.
Then it's off to the shadows and MFI, to get paid.
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sounds good to me
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okay, you get home, get paid: and live happily ever after.
merry christmas everyone!
-RuskiFace the GM