Shadowrun
Shadowrun Play => Play-by-Post => Topic started by: SeriousOne338 on <10-02-12/1627:20>
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The offices for Random Encounter Inc. are based out of an old industrial complex on the north end of Puget Sound on the water. The complex comprises of a 5 story main office building with attached 10 car garage where the company vehicles are located, a detached air hanger where the company’s C-130 is located and a two other small buildings that are mechanical buildings. The complex is located 10 miles away from Stanwood WA, and right next to an old airfield that the company leases for use.
As you approach the gate Mike & Josh the usual security guards meet you Mike walks up and checks you’re ID “Hell it must be Monday again let me do the security check and you’re on the way”
While Mike prattles on about the new security measures Josh does the usual sweep of your vehicle and waves you past. Inside the complex you part your car in the usual spot and head into the office building as the usual northwest weather starts up. As you walk in pass the automated secretary “Barbra” your comlink registers a business meeting for 10am this morning, under which it reads bring your toys we got a job. The office is abuzz with the usual sounds you have an hour until meeting time. What do you do?
Any gear you bring is ok, the guards are sweeping for “enemy” things. Also Your work Day lasts from Monday until Friday usually, so don’t expect to go home. And bring your running Kits.
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An unusually loud buzz echoes through the rather spartan room. Lurking Crow opens his eyes, shifts to one side of the bed and reaches for his commlink. 6:05. "This ruckus will give me a headache one day" he thinks to himself, before pulling himself out of bed. After a quick minute to get his bearings straight, he sits down on the floor and does his morning rituals to the Raven, the same rituals he's been doing for over a decade now. As difficult as mornings can be, these rituals always calm him down. This might be the only part of the morning Lurking Crow enjoys.
After getting ready, putting on the company armour, making sure one of Random Encounters' walking billboards looks presentable in public, he heads to Puget Sound. A quick command lets the car drive itself while he quickly looks at the morning news through AR.
Once on the compound, a quick smile to Mike & Josh upon seeing them is all he can manage at this early hour. "Hell it must be Monday again let me do the security check and you’re on the way" says Mike. "Do what you have to do, I know I wouldn't hold back against you guys if the chief ordered me to." is Lurking Crow's usual reply. As soon as the security measures are over, he quickly parks the car in its spot, heading for the front entrance.
Passing through the reception area, his commlink lets him know there's a meeting in about an hour. "Job offer first thing in the morning? Must've come through the weekend." With that, he heads for his locker, grabs a company duffelbag and stuffs his gear in it, making sure to keep what's most important to him on his person (namely his shamanic items). After double-checking everything to make sure it's all in order, he heads to the conference room, taking a comfortable seat and waiting for the rest of the team to show up.
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Flak was never able to get use to the morning thing as his alarm wakes him for 7pm. He got on his work suit and armor vest on and than would slide on his sword scabbard onto his back. The scabbard looks more like a pool cue bag, all he needs to do is unzip and be able to pull out his sword if needed. He moves out of his Downtown apartment and into the parking lot where his bike stands ready. Flak climbs onto his bike and heads to a drive thru where he can get some sort of real food, whether it was bad or not, as long as it was no soy. He was kind fo happy that he developed an allergy for it, but it's hard to find what to eat without spending a little more, but he always thought to himself, it's well worth it.
He pulls up to work, going through the usual security, giving the nods to everyone he comes across that greets him....which is not many. His stubby legs get into the main building where he looks through his messages, he read 'Meeting' and thought to himself, This can get interesting hopefully. He breakd out his real breakfast sandwich and container of water as he goes through the security updates and hangs around close to the meeting room. He saw Crow's vehicle but he'd figure he's bump into him sooner than later.
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Morning. I hate mornings. Why does it have to be so early?
Meat went through the motions of his morning routine. Showering and eating his usual un-flavored Soybar on the way out. There was little joy in the morning commute as well. Packed streets, unruly bus passengers, and the bland music that was only barely audible. Upon getting off at his stop, Meat was harassed by Mike and Josh, just like every other morning. He listlessly went through the security checks just like every other morning while waiting for the okay to proceed into work.
Just like every other morning.
Walking through the complex, Meat pondered the use of this job. Sure, he was good at it, but he still wondered why he settled for this job, instead of a better paying gig.
Because you're a Troll. Remember?
Sighing, Meat checked his commlink. Apparently there was a job first thing on a Monday. At least it would be more eventful than last week. It was nearly more than he could bear, doing nothing but play AR games all day. Opening his locker, which was on the end, since it had to be specially ordered and installed to fit his Troll-sized gear, he silently packed two duffel bags with his gear, making sure to pack them correctly, since the company had yet to provide him with bags that weren't "purse-sized handbags".
Walking to the meeting room, he didn't bother to acknowledge anyone on the way. They usually let him know if they had the time to talk to a Troll. Otherwise it was an exercise in futility, since most people considered him an incompetent lackwit, and treated him as such.
Spirits forbid a Troll be smarter than Kelly. Stupid fat bitch.
Setting his bags down and leaning on the wall (since there weren't any troll-sized chairs, and the boss looked down on sitting on the table) Meat settled in for the fifteen minute wait until the Meeting was supposed to start. He amused himself with figuring out just how much C-12 would be needed to level the ACHE, if he only had access to the sub-levels. He knew the answer, but he had never limited himself to just the sub-levels before. It proved an amusing diversion.
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The meeting room is on the first floor next to the armory, and onsite barracks. Like most things in the building the room is old, but retro fitted with new tech a tri-vid projector and sound system. As you walk in you see the CFO of Random Encounters INC. Marshall WaterOak talking to a Human man in a suit wearing a visitor badge on it reads “The Man with no-name.”
Marshall the CFO is a burly Troll dressed in worn dented but clean set of Company armor, his custom Ruger Warhawk in its holster and like usual wearing a blue tie. Over the weeks, months, and years you’ve known him he’s Ex-Salish military from the enlisted core, a Master Sargent at arms. He expects the best from his men but always backs them if something goes wrong.
The Man with No-name is 5’10” Dressed in a dark forest green suit, and shows some signs of cyberware, namely a datajack under his left ear and what looks like some sub dermal wiring on his left hand. His eyes are multi-colored that shift erratically, and his hair is a snowy white. First impressions are he’s not quite human maybe hes something different.
As the team arrives Marshall says take a seat and open up your pre-mission briefing packet. Then he gets back to nice talk with the Man, the conversation runs along the lines of firepower rates, and how the units are known for discretion and won’t talk about jobs they’ve done. The Pre-Mission Document has some basic maps, of the Northern Amazon on it, and a more detailed map of Pereira. Also spec sheets on local militias in the area and military forces.
Once the group arrives Marshall turns and faces the group.
“I have two bits of news, one is bad. Your fourth man is not coming Digit got shot in a gang drive by last night in the barrens. He’ll be missed, but we have a pressing problem all other teams are deployed in the field and I have a rush job. This is our employer’s man, the detail of who’s hiring us is confidential, that is eyes only access,” Which you all don’t have access to. “Everyone meet Operation: AmmoDump, unlike its name there is no ammo that we’re moving. Everyone turn to page four of the op document.” The Tri-Vid projector starts up at a signal from Marshall’s comlink, it shows the map of Pereira, Colombia. “According to local news feeds this city is a place of peaceful bliss, that is a lie local media has been blacked out for the past 3 weeks and the city is under martial law. Your task is to investigate two recent terrorist attacks, one at a teocalli” an image pops up of a Mayan Step pyramid in downtown sector. “The other is an AZT security barracks. You'll arrive vid the airport with our C130 and a single company Transport, your cover is security for international Aid. You’ll be transporting boxes of MRE’s use them as barter with the locals to get information. Your Job is to find out who or what is responsible for these attacks. Once that is done you’ll rendezvous with the transport and fly home. Any Questions?”
Ympulse the answer is 42 Bricks of C-12
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Listening to the briefing, Meat was unsurprised that the area was in Media blackout. Hell, it was surprising that there was media coverage in that area at all, given it's volatility. The Amazonian conflict was notoriously fluid in where the official lines were.
"Any Questions?"
"Are we weapons free if we run into a kinetic situation or are we ghosting?"
Meat didn't want to be put in a situation like this one without knowing exactly what his Rules of Engagement were. Especially with the team being a man down. Being in the area was bad enough, but if he couldn't lay waste to a band of mercs that decided to shoot him first, well. He was just going to be plain unhappy about that.
Of course the answer is 42. I should've known!
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As he gets into the conference room, Crow nods to Marshall. He silently sits down, smiles politely to the Johnson and looks into the astral, long enough for an assessment of their employer.
Assensing 4 + Intuition 3 (7d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3723715/) Dang! Reading him like an open book.
Just as he finishes his assensing, Flak walks into the room. "How was the weekend, Flak?" asks Crow. "Hope you had plenty of rest 'cause by the looks of the PMDs, we'll need our passports."
As soon as Meat enters, Lurking Crow goes through the same drill of chit-chat. Crow asks him, "Manage to stay out of trouble this weekend, big boy?" with a sly smile. He knew Meat could sometimes be self-conscious about his metahumanity, which only served to fan the flames of friendship. As much as he enjoyed teasing Meat, Lurking Crow knew that more than once the troll had saved his life and vice versa. At the end of the day, Crow trusted the other members of his team with his life, and they knew they could depend on him in times of need.
When Marshall started the briefing, Crow thought it strange that Digit was absent. It was very unusual for the runner to miss a briefing. Even injured, he always managed to somehow make himself present, either by dragging himself out of his hospital bed or through the matrix when his condition didn't permit it.
"I have two bits of news, one is bad. Your fourth man is not coming Digit got shot in a gang drive by last night in the barrens. He’ll be missed, but we have a pressing problem all other teams are deployed in the field and I have a rush job." The sentence was like a cold shower to Lurking Crow. Although he didn't show his emotions physically, his aura definitely had the stench of sadness and regret. "You'll definitely be missed, Digit." After this short lapse, Crow got back to listening to the briefing.
"Any Questions?" asked Marshall. "Just one at this moment" says Crow. So we are to find out who is responsible for these attacks. What are the Rules of Engagement?
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"Are we weapons free if we run into a kinetic situation or are we ghosting?"
" Good question, we will follow SOP code B. Return fire only, lets keep the body count to a minimum that being said, don't come home in body bags. Make'em if need be. As for mission perimeters find who's responsible find the info, any proof and get the hell out of there the city is a powder keg we've already lost a good man today I don't want to add to the body count."
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The gruff aging dwarf follows the team inside the meeting room, Crow speaks to Flak and turns his head to him as he sits down, "I was looking forward to a vacation, drek!" he replies sarcastically with a small dwarven grin. He eyes the guest that's in the room, sizing him up a bit and snorts.
Judging Intentions... (6d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3723740/) Judging intentions on the man with no name.
Marshall starts his thing as Flak lays back against the chair, a bit taken by the sudden lost of a team member, but he was used to it being in in different security outfits and running teams. He trudged on by flipping through the AR pages a bit, giving a glance over. Once Marshall answered Meat's and Crow's questions and decided to go with one of his own.
"Atzlan doesn't have it's own policing procedures?" he was flipping through the document to find that answer if so, "Also, are we touchdown in Pereira directly, no traveling from a distance on ground to get there." He looks to see what Atzlan's martial law is like, if that's in the document. If he sneaks out for a looksy, he'd rather be prepared for anything.
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"Atzlan doesn't have it's own policing procedures?"
Normally air tight but with the recent attacks they're down on the man power expect holes in coverage and in the chain of command. Combined with our "humanitrian aid" which we do have legal documentation for, signed by an Aztlan Exec."
"Also, are we touchdown in Pereira directly, no traveling from a distance on ground to get there." He looks to see what Atzlan's martial law is like, if that's in the document. If he sneaks out for a looksy, he'd rather be prepared for anything.
"Direct flight in, no weird trip this time. Unlike the Chicago job a month ago you'll be dropped at the airport with your vehicle, but due to the unrest our C130 will only drop you off then head off station to an airfield in the Caribbean League his response time will be 2 hours when signaled for pickup. Weapons are part of your documentations so don't worry about concealed carry. "
Judge intnetions: He's an uplevel wageslave thats been sent for this task, probably knows little to nothing about the goal of the mission. As for who he works for, you notice some tell tale signs of Mega Corp. Not sure which without a knowledge roll
As for his Aura: Cyber implants, datajack high grade perhaps delta, he has a smart link and retractable bone spur. As for race Human you got that flat out but he's been through the SURGE
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Nodding at the information given, Meat straightens and pushes himself off the wall. He didn't like the idea of going in undermanned into the Azzies' stomping ground, but since the job wasn't to go in and start a fight, Crow and Flak could likely get the job done without needing any fire support. At that he made a mental note to make sure he had a copy of Miracle Shooter(tm) local on his commlink. He also planned on putting some itch powder in Crow's flight suit.
Flipping through the AR briefing packet, Meat noted a lack of troop disposition in the briefing.
That's NEVER good. It'd be nice if No-Name could get us at least satellite images
"Understood. Is it possible to get current images from overhead on the area while we're in-flight? I don't like not knowing where the shooters are."
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"When do we headoff?" He gets up and stretches his stubby limbs.
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Listening to the briefing, something strikes Crow. Do we know if these two attacks are related? And have the terrorists made any demands?" In his experience working for RE, terrorists don't usually attack a target for the sake of carnage. There's usually a message or some form of request involved.
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"Understood. Is it possible to get current images from overhead on the area while we're in-flight? I don't like not knowing where the shooters are."
"I'll see what we can do, if all else fails we can set up a company drone on over watch," says the Man with No Name.
"When do we headoff?"
"Company Plane is wheels up in 30 minutes" Marshall says.
"Do we know if these two attacks are related? And have the terrorists made any demands?"
The Man with no Name says " there has been no demands, or claims of responsibility. We believe that the two events are linked, due to timing. The reason that my employers are hiring Random Encounters is to dis concern who did this act so we can respond appropriately."
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Lurking Crow reviews the area maps one last time, gets up and says "Alright, I think I got it. Now, if you don't mind, I have a few last preparations to attend to" to the rest of the room. He then exits, heading to the company armoury to get himself one of those subvocal microphones. Once he's done fitting it properly, he'll rendez-vous with the rest of his team at the airfield, trying to commit the maps' details to memory before departing.
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Flak nods, "I think we are good....for now." He leaps onto his feet and stretches a bit, "I too need to get a couple of things for this job." He leaves and follows Crow to the Armory to get a subvocal mic.
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As the meeting wraps up final documents are uploaded to your comlinks as you head out the briefing room door. The main documents are listed as the pay scale, the motor pool vehicle requisition, and the location of a local safe house.
++++++ Company Memo 195 Operation; Ammo Dump +++++++
Pay Scale: 12,000 with an additional 6,000 hazard pay if you see combat. *a small part of you thinks hey when have we ever not seen combat on these missions*
Motor Pool Requisition: Hummer loaded with 5 cases of MRE’s ( http://image.shutterstock.com/display_pic_with_logo/121426/121426,1251658074,1/stock-photo-isolated-army-hummer-36175999.jpg )
Safe House: An unused hanger adjacent to the airports tarmac.
Those that go into the armory are able to go through old scrap bin of parts should they need some new upgrades. These are in the scrap bin so they’re old beat up and bulky but should do the job. Also the quarter master has you sign out the 5 cases of MRE’s plus 50 gallons of additional fuel for your Hummer.
In the motor pool you find the Hummer it’s a standard company vehicle with a three large Random Encounters INC. logos one on the hood, and the others on the doors. Now comes the part that you as a team either loves or hates, each company vehicle has an assist “AI” (not a real AI but something that’s near sentient.) the one that keeps getting issued to your group is Merlin. Once the vehicle heats up Merlin comes on line “good morning team 5, I see your down one member, correct my condolences on Digit’s passing. How may I be of assistance? Shale I run system diagnostic? Arm system’s turret?”
(There is a single exterior turret on the roof armed with a stoner MMG, WARNING because Merlin is not an actual AI he perceives all no company personnel as enemy targets and has been known to shoot at anything that moves.)
Crow takes the driver’s seat and says no to Merlin’s help with driving the last time that happened he nearly pancaked Meat with the hummer. Meat takes the back seat and lays out his ordnance in case of a firefight, while Flak takes shotgun. Crow drives the Hummer out of the motor pool across the complex and out the front gates. Out on the tarmac the company’s C130 sits idling, it takes about ten minutes to load up and locked down
The pilot comes on the open comlink with a slight Aussie accent “This is your Pilot speaking Pigeon, we’ll be going through our final safety check. In the event of a water landing you’re all screwed so there yeah we’re done. Flight time is about 6 hours so sit back and relax” 6 hours 23minutes, 1 MRE and 3 pee breaks in the small aircraft head and Pigeon comes on the speakers again. “Right we’re inbound on final approach, if you look out the right side of the aircraft that’s an RPG I just dodged seems the locals are frisky.”
During final approach the C-130 rocks and jumps as small arms fire tries to takeout the massive aircraft, Merlin deciding to help with the mood starts playing Staying Alive. Soon the bullets stop zipping by and you’re on the ground but merlin keeps up with the music. Twenty minutes later you’ve unloaded in the field operation base. With a quick good bye Pigeon and his C-130 takes off and heads to the Caribbean League airport off shore and out of the Hostile area.
So there are some things you can do on the airfield :
- There is a small Aztland Defense force there you could question
- Start off for the Barracks attack
- Or the Step pyramid
- Get lunch at the airport.
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Flak rubs his temple as he remembers the many hazards of Merlin, he ain't magical for one thing when it comes to assisting. He was pretty decensortized when it comes to combat and situations he can't control; being around for as long as he has, has helped. The music faded in the background for him when Merlin, good ole Merlin, try to help. He had his sword sheathed with the scabbard on his back, his HK slung across his chest. He was wearing his corporate vest and his personal helmet, he was all about the look when it comes to company wear and procedures, being in a couple other small security companies prior.
Once they touched down, and were in the field operations base he finally speaks, "I vote the temple, I think there's more of a time constraint with that than the barracks."
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Throughout the flight, Crow reviewed the documentation on his commlink. Over prepared always sounded better than underprepared to Lurking Crow.
“Right we’re inbound on final approach, if you look out the right side of the aircraft that’s an RPG I just dodged seems the locals are frisky” says Pigeon. Crow follows with a quick "Seems promising for our combat bonus..." to the rest of the team, directing a sly smile towards Meat.
At Flak's statement, Crow answers "Alright, we could do the temple first, but lunch comes second then."
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Taking the time to sling himself into his gyromount, Meat attaches his MG and sets himself in for the ride to the temple, hearing Crow and Flak decide where they need to go.
"Ready to go whenever you two are"
Meat never really saw the point in wearing the company vest unless absolutely necessary. His re-patched UCAS combat utility fatigues were good enough, and didn't make the Gyromount any more awkward than it already was.
"And Merlin, I'll take care of the supporting fire. Don't take over unless I say so."
Meat really didn't want to have a re-enactment of their last trip to the Amazon.
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"You know me," he responds to Crow, "I like to work an appetite." Flak likes to pack light, so not only does he have his weapons, but his pack with all his B&E and climbing gear minus his chameleon suit.
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"Before we head out" says Crow, as he gets into the driver's seat of the hummer, "I think we should go pay a short visit to the base's CO, just to let him know we're here and start off on the right foot. We don't want them to think we're cowboys coming to run their show, right Meat?"
Crow puts his gear in the back of the hummer, having what he needs on his person (a few plastic restraints, his foci, armour on).
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"We don't want them to think we're cowboys coming to run their show, right Meat?"
Meat snorts and gives a chuckle.
"Peh, if they could run their show, we wouldn't be here. You smoothies and your talking. Couldn't hurt. I like having friends when the drek starts flying."
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"Doesn't matter to me, but I like ruffling up some feathers myself." he chuckles along with Meat.
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"So it's decided then, we'll stop by and quickly greet the CO on our way to the pyramids." Crow starts the car, plots the destinations through Merlin and heads to the barracks as soon as everyone is ready.
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After getting off the Transport and setting up base camp, a small tent pitched in a hanger with three cots, and box of medical equipment. All the while Merlin is playing “we built this city”, to help, but meat has turned down the volume. Next stop is to speak with the Commander of the Airport garrison, merlin has located him in a building adjacent to the control tower. Crow starts driving, passing through two security checkpoints and arriving at the command “bunker”. The bunker was a small mechanical building that’s been fortified sandbags, metal, and concrete barricades. Parking your vehicle in a small parking lot, the team gets out and heads into the command bunker. Two things you notice immediately large numbers of wounded, the active soldiers look young and unprepared. When you reach the command your not impressed, “Commander Gale Steiner” is a blond Human in her early twenties on her armor you see an ROTC badge. She’s flustered and trying to keep things together looks like whatever is going on in the city it’s taken its toll on the local garrison. “What, who are you people. What are they doing in my operations room?!” She yells at a guard, “I don’t have time for this. Tell me what you want and I’ll listen, you got 5 minutes” As the sounds of a gunfire starts up outside.
It does not look good, everyone in the base is walking wounded they’re mostly ROTC students and youth militia, the situation is bad.
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Meat looks about the command post, nothing but green recruits and the bloodied. They'll be overrun by the end of the day without reinforcements. At the ROTC commander's yelling, Meat could only grin. Incompetence breeds incompetence, it seems.
"Yelling at allies is the best way to lose them, 'cept for shooting at them." Meat points to the contractor patch on his uniform. "We're just checking in, letting you know that we're operating in your AO. Callsign is RE5. We'll be monitoring your net. Aside from the obvious, anything we should know about?"
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Flak just stands besides Meat, he too was not so thrilled with the verbal attack by the human and chuckled to himself about it. He begins to listen intentively. Looking around the op room, taking whatever he can in, seeing if there are anything visible that can help the team or might help.
Intuition + Perception + Visual Spec + Vision Enhancement Looking around (11d6.hits(5)=4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3729216/)
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Lurking Crow smiles politely at Gale. He quickly looks at Meat before saying, "As my colleague elegantly put it, we are the contractors sent to investigate the recent events. We will be going through the Mayan pyramid and the barracks where the attacks took place, as well as around the base here and possibly make contact with the locals. I trust that we have clearance to access these sites?"
Crow then actively looks around, assensing the commander and trying to evaluate their magical defenses
Assensing 4 + Intuition 3 (7d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3729665/) and Perception 2 + Intuition 3 (5d6.hits(5)=1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3729666/)
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Gale, you can’t picture her as a commander being a ROTC student two days ago rolls her wrist and activates her comlink. It takes about a minute for her to find the transfer document and orders then you can literal see her eyes scroll down the document and come to a decision.
“Orders from command, we are to give you free passage through checkpoints and unhindered whatever your job is for the next 96 hours. After that your contract expires and the Azltan army will not give any further assistance. As for your operation do what you came for and get out, the city is a hot bed we’re only able to hold the airport reliably until relief forces make it here next week.“
The room rocks as the building takes another hit from some kind of large munitions, the comlink on the table screeches as someone calls in artillery to retaliate.
“Look I have my hands full, GreenWar is making a play for this city and I can’t let that happen. They’re hitting us from the North West, leave via the east gate it’s quite right now.”
Once outside the bunker your hummer is still in one piece but some of the other cars are a smoking wreck. Merlin reports that a small size mortar round went off nearby but the hummer is ok, he reports the wish to be somewhere else right now. Packing back into the hummer you make your way out the east gate and onto the city streets. Being not an Aztlan Military vehicle thanks to those massive Icons from Random Encounters you don’t take any fire from the locals and start heading toward the downtown sector and the site of the first terrorist attack. The close you get to the site there is less and less people, soon it’s like a ghost town and them only sound is from the hummers engine. Merlin unasked begins randomly tracking windows with the auto turret and designating possible sniper places on the hummers map. Crow notices that the safety is still on, but you get the feeling that Merlin is getting nervous for a no sentient computer program.
As the hummer turns right into a massive park that surrounds the step pyramid, the first thing you notice is the bodies. The ground is littered with dead, burned shot, clawed, chewed, and blown away. Merlin reports that there is three, no four EMS vehicles on the site but from the looks they’ve been heavily damaged. Soon the cries of crows and vultures can be heard and you notice the masses of moving feathers among the dead. Flies are also in abundance whatever happened here it looks like no-one wanted to come back for the fallen.
The commander is defiantly magical, probably a shaman.
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Meat grunts and pulls a bandana over his face as they get closer to the Pyramid, keeping tabs on Merlin's assessment of possible sniper positions. Goddamned if that Agent wasn't proactive.
After they arrive at the pyramid and come to a halt, Meat hops out of the back with his MG mounted and his Rifle slung to the back. Giving the vehicle a thump with his fist on the way out, Meat begins scanning the bodies and horizon for avenues of approach and serviceable egress routes.
"Allright Merlin, if we get shot at by anything other than Indirect fire you're weapons-free. Do not engage non-hostile runners under any circumstances." He then routes his comms to Crow and Flak only. "I'll hold the perimeter with Merlin. Yell if you need support."
Thinking about what he said for a moment, Meat reminds himself that Merlin could be a bit unhinged at times.
"Belay that last order, Merlin. Do not fire without my clearence"
Perception Check on Avenues of approach/Egress routes (4 Intuition + 1 Perception +3 Vision Enhancement) 1 hit
8d6.hits(5)=1 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3730709/)
Perception check on bodies to scan for possible threats (4 Intuition + 1 Perception +3 Vision Enhancement) 3 hits
8d6.hits(5)=3 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3730714/)
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Crow gets out of the vehicle on the alert, his eyes squinting from the smell of charred flesh, burnt hair and general putrefaction. "I don't need to remind you guys to keep your eyes peeled, right? Meat, make sure to give PRECISE instructions to Merlin. We don't want him to shoot a possible lead."
Crow looks around to spot any survivors the authorities might have missed, both on the physical and astral planes. At the same time, he tries to look for any clues (auras in particular) on the astral that might point to the perpetrators.
Assensing 4 + Intuition 3 (7d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3730715/) 3 hits on assensing, Perception 2 + Intuition 3 (5d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3730719/) 3 more hits on perception
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Crow looks around to spot any survivors the authorities might have missed, both on the physical and astral planes. At the same time, he tries to look for any clues (auras in particular) on the astral that might point to the perpetrators.
As you open your third eye, the world goes fussy for a bit. Then it comes back into view, with the astral plane over laying it (make a willpower check threshold 2). The sight you see is even worst than that on the ground. You can see bits and pieces of the moments before death, here a lady running before something rips her in two, the blood lances toward you. There a man trying to shield a loved one before being destoryed your mind can't come up with a better term for it, the man was whole then in bits. The crows arguing over the bits are now accompanied by manifest horrors of pain. These black and red blobs slither and change into things out of a horror trids. Your stomich begins roll as you observe the astral plan, but then you get a picture of somehting. Its blurry large and has 4 legs walking like a dog the size of a BW bug, and it has claws.
Visual inspection no survivors, nothing living other than crows in the park (from what you can see)
"Allright Merlin, if we get shot at by anything other than Indirect fire you're weapons-free. Do not engage non-hostile runners under any circumstances." He then routes his comms to Crow and Flak only. "I'll hold the perimeter with Merlin. Yell if you need support."
The turret moves quickly and targets a crow one foot away from Meat, the MMG then racks a round. Merlin responds "enemy targeted"
"Belay that last order, Merlin. Do not fire without my clearence"
Before Merlin makes an unnecessary mess of the crow, the weapon goes on safe and the turret tracks skyward. "Stand down confirmed"
Meat's quick scan over the bodies notices that almost all of them have been pilfered of the mechanical bits. There an obvious eye missing, another place a cyberarm was ripped free of a torso, also all the bodies are missing comlinks, guns and valuables. Looks like someone brave came through here to loot the dead.
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Flak slides out of the car and lets loose his gun as it tangles off his body. He takes a view steps and looks all over, looking for anything that can be evidence of what atrocity has occurred.
Visual Perception of area. (11d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3730738/)
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Crow winces from the vision, a slight headache forming in the back of his head. He leans against the hummer as he says to the rest o the team, "There was a carnage over here alright. So much pain and suffering is here it's quite literally giving me a headache. I wasn't able to see how it started, but I got a glimpse at something not metahuman. Seems like some sort of critter, but I can't be sure what I was. Seems whoever is responsible for this had some assistance. No survivors.
Crow makes sure there are no immediate threats around them, and when he's satisfied there aren't, he does a small ritual to appease the suffering of the souls.
Not quite sure what to roll for that, if anything. Take it as shamanic role-playing if you will
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It takes time to finish the ceremony, but it gives the souls some peace.
Not quite sure what to roll for that, if anything. Take it as shamanic role-playing if you will
You put your right hand in,
You put your right hand out,
You put your right hand in,
And you shake it all about,
You do the hokey pokey
and you turn yourself around
That what it's all about.
Don't worry you got it right.
So everyone Get to Investigating, you aren't getting paid by the hour.
[/spoiler]
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Walking the perimeter, Meat sighs to himself. Of course there aren't any survivors. That would make this fraggin' easy.
"North looks clear. Rotating to the West. Merlin, report and rotate east"
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Flak slides out of the car and lets loose his gun as it tangles off his body. He takes a view steps and looks all over, looking for anything that can be evidence of what atrocity has occurred.
Visual Perception of area. (11d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3730738/)
Flak slides out of the Hummer and steps into a puddle of blood and afoul. Splattering his boots, with the remnants of so many lives. While Crow does the astral eye thing Flak takes a more practical approach of investigating the fallen. "Merlin begin mission recording use camera link to my helmet and begin tallying corpses and Weapon marks" Flak sighs, this kind of thing was what Digit did best. It takes several minutes as Flak tracks back and forth through the crowd, while you document the fallen you find 4 broken comlinks perhaps someone who knows about those things might be of help. Too your left you can see out of the corner of your eye Crow doing a cleansing ceremony, it looks surprising like the Hockey Pokey.
The majority of deaths have resulted by claws or some kind of surgical sharp blade. Like knives but much much bigger.
Walking the perimeter, Meat sighs to himself. Of course there aren't any survivors. That would make this fraggin' easy.
"North looks clear. Rotating to the West. Merlin, report and rotate east"
Merlin pulls an R2-D2 and beeps at you, but the turret turns to the east and begins scanning. With the North "clear" you turn west across the park and see a game field across the lawn. You notice two things one no bodies there, but blood pools and drag marks. Two there are some security cameras, retrieving data from those could be help. You also see Crow do the hockey Pokey?... but without magical reference it looks like he's dancing.
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Flak scans the area with his trideo installed helmet recording, noticing claw marks or knife. His curiousity got the best of him as he looks into those a lot deeper before moving on. Looking for any kind of tracks, he speaks to Crow, "You ok over there?" dancing around out of the blue was a rare thing for Flak to see Crow doing. He tries to hone closer on tracks.
Visual Perception on the marks on the bodies. (11d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733060/)
Default on Tracking and spending edge to add to dice pool (6d6.hitsopen(5,6)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733061/)
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Once he finishes his ritual, Crow answers Flak "Yes, I'm alright. These souls needed a proper sendoff after all. Found anything?" As he asks Flak, he looks around, trying to find any new clues that might confirm what he saw on the astral.
OOC: Any particularly strange auras Crow picked up while he was assensing?
Perception test Intuition 3 + Perception 2 + Actively looking 3 (8d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733150/)
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Keeping his eyes on the east, Meat speaks into his Microphone.
"Got a sports field over here on the west side of the area, there's cameras that look to still be recording. Gonna poke them to see if I can get anything. Also, Crow, it looks like there was some Mojo ritual or something going on here."
Untrained hacking roll to see if I can get into the cameras.
Logic -1 (3), spending an edge for more Dice (5)
8d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733342/)
Rerolling sixes
2d6.hits(5)=1 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733344/)
Rerolling that six
1d6.hits(5)=0 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733345/)
3 Hits total.
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He responds to Crow as he examines and tries to track. "Yah, looks like the bodies have either claw marks or knife marks to them."
((When I'm looking into the cuts in detail trying to see if it's somethign from a blade, a spur, or animal.))
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Flak scans the area with his trideo installed helmet recording, noticing claw marks or knife. His curiousity got the best of him as he looks into those a lot deeper before moving on. Looking for any kind of tracks, he speaks to Crow, "You ok over there?" dancing around out of the blue was a rare thing for Flak to see Crow doing. He tries to hone closer on tracks.
Visual Perception on the marks on the bodies. (11d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733060/)
Default on Tracking and spending edge to add to dice pool (6d6.hitsopen(5,6)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733061/)
While documenting the corpses Flak notices the lack of large animal prints..... just a lot of human foot prints.
He responds to Crow as he examines and tries to track. "Yah, looks like the bodies have either claw marks or knife marks to them."
((When I'm looking into the cuts in detail trying to see if it's somethign from a blade, a spur, or animal.))
Nope, the blades or claws did not break off in the wounds.
Once he finishes his ritual, Crow answers Flak "Yes, I'm alright. These souls needed a proper sendoff after all. Found anything?" As he asks Flak, he looks around, trying to find any new clues that might confirm what he saw on the astral.
OOC: Any particularly strange auras Crow picked up while he was assensing?
Perception test Intuition 3 + Perception 2 + Actively looking 3 (8d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733150/)
Crow notices after clearing the astral plane of the dead spirits, that the blood smell is coming from the astral plane. You feel a bit of bile in your throught, that could mean only one thing......(OOC: Key organ music Dun Dun DAAAAAAAAAAA) Blood magic
Keeping his eyes on the east, Meat speaks into his Microphone.
"Got a sports field over here on the west side of the area, there's cameras that look to still be recording. Gonna poke them to see if I can get anything. Also, Crow, it looks like there was some Mojo ritual or something going on here."
Untrained hacking roll to see if I can get into the cameras.
Logic -1 (3), spending an edge for more Dice (5)
8d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733342/)
Rerolling sixes
2d6.hits(5)=1 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733344/)
Rerolling that six
1d6.hits(5)=0 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733345/)
3 Hits total.
(OOC: Ummmmmm going to take your eyes off watching the perimeter? ;) Also they're old close circuit cameras you'd need to get to a relay box next to them, so you didn't spent the edge point so don't worry)
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As he was sifting through the debris and the general carnage, Crow's attention shifts to Meat. "Got a sports field over here on the west side of the area, there's cameras that look to still be recording. Gonna poke them to see if I can get anything. Also, Crow, it looks like there was some Mojo ritual or something going on here."
"Ritual ground you say?" Lurking Crow tries to make his way, trying to avoid any blood puddles he doesn't have to step into. Arriving at the field, he takes a look around, trying to spot any unused ingredients/spent ritual material. He also tries to look into the astral for the signature of the potential caster.
Intuition 3 + Perception 2 + Actively Looking 3 (8d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733837/) and Assensing 4 + Intuition 3 (7d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733840/)
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As he was sifting through the debris and the general carnage, Crow's attention shifts to Meat. "Got a sports field over here on the west side of the area, there's cameras that look to still be recording. Gonna poke them to see if I can get anything. Also, Crow, it looks like there was some Mojo ritual or something going on here."
"Ritual ground you say?" Lurking Crow tries to make his way, trying to avoid any blood puddles he doesn't have to step into. Arriving at the field, he takes a look around, trying to spot any unused ingredients/spent ritual material. He also tries to look into the astral for the signature of the potential caster.
Intuition 3 + Perception 2 + Actively Looking 3 (8d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733837/) and Assensing 4 + Intuition 3 (7d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3733840/)
You approach the area, not really a ritual area, but there was some bodies there and drag marks toward a below ground walkway. You look, the stairs lead down and into the ground, there are scratch marks and blood. There are also no lights looks like they've been smashed.
Want to investigate? Alone? :o
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He tells the team, "I'm going to get a birds eye up on the building adjacent from the field. Get a better, look at the general carnage." He walks over tot he building a analyzes it a bit, for anything strange and the best way to get to the top without going inside the building yet.
Perception 2 + Intuition 4 + 3 Actively perceiving. (9d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3734670/)
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Crow tells the rest of the team "Seems like Meat might've found something interesting in the sports field. Once we're done here, I'd like to take a look at this." As he is speaking through his microphone, he waves and points to the sports field.
OOC: He is NOT going in by himself. He'll wait close to the entrance, but far enough so that he has time to react should something come out suddenly.
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Meat directs Merlin to the Southeast side of the compound (to where Crow has designated) and keeps his eyes to the Northwest. The sheer amount of bodies in this place was starting to really make him anxious.
"So Crow, in your 'expert' opinion, just HOW MUCH mojo happened here? The bodies aren't even decaying right. We're a couple days late to the party, and they look like they got gutted this morning"
Putting a hand on his rig, meat contents himself knowing that he has at least three cans of explosives ready to get thrown if this turned into a zombie trid.
"Merlin, how about some music, yeah? Liven this party up"
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Flak instead moves to the Pyramid after figuring that building will have to be last on the list. "I'm going to take a gander around the pyramid." Once he wanders over to the Pyramid records again what his findings are as he examines the ground around the pyramid and the pyramid itself.
Perception 2 + Intuition 4 + 3 Actively perceiving going for all senses. (9d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3735348/)
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"As far as I can tell, there was a lot of magic involved, and it seems to be the bad kind, indigenous to the region, that requires sacrifices to fuel it." Crow then pauses for a moment to think and continues, with a straight face, "As to what it was, as improbable as it may sound, my "professional" opinion would be Big Foot."
Then, speaking directly to Flak, "That pyramid was probably used for human sacrifices in the 5th world, so odds are it's full of bad energy. I would suggest not getting close to that before investigating everything else, and then we would have to be on high allert."
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Meat directs Merlin to the Southeast side of the compound (to where Crow has designated) and keeps his eyes to the Northwest. The sheer amount of bodies in this place was starting to really make him anxious.
The hummer, with Merlin piloting shadows you like a puppy, but unlike your avoiding of bodies, he drive straight over them. There is a lot of popping and grinding sounds, you think great now we're going to have to wash the dead off the Hummer.
"So Crow, in your 'expert' opinion, just HOW MUCH mojo happened here? The bodies aren't even decaying right. We're a couple days late to the party, and they look like they got gutted this morning"
Infact the bodies don't look more than a minute dead, it give you the hippie gibbies.
Putting a hand on his rig, meat contents himself knowing that he has at least three cans of explosives ready to get thrown if this turned into a zombie trid.
"Merlin, how about some music, yeah? Liven this party up"
I have two choices that would work for this scene, operator Meat. Thriller by Micheal Jackson, and house of 1,000 corpses by Rob Zombie. Which would you like? you sigh, you know that Merlin is trying to help but all he's doing is making the feel of zombie corpses raising more likely.
Flak instead moves to the Pyramid after figuring that building will have to be last on the list. "I'm going to take a gander around the pyramid." Once he wanders over to the Pyramid records again what his findings are as he examines the ground around the pyramid and the pyramid itself.
Perception 2 + Intuition 4 + 3 Actively perceiving going for all senses. (9d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3735348/)
You find just more dead, the ritual site is probably at the top of the pyramid.
"As far as I can tell, there was a lot of magic involved, and it seems to be the bad kind, indigenous to the region, that requires sacrifices to fuel it." Crow then pauses for a moment to think and continues, with a straight face, "As to what it was, as improbable as it may sound, my "professional" opinion would be Big Foot."
The more you walk the site the feeling of dread contuines to rise, this was a major mojo event. If you had to say all the fallen were part of some blood ritual, they're deaths were used to fuel a ritual of some kind. Now that you've said it you feel it is rather unlikely that Bigfoot was involved, or even a single person to do this kind of ritual it feels like something that would take dozens of people working ion concert to do this kind of ritual.
Then, speaking directly to Flak, "That pyramid was probably used for human sacrifices in the 5th world, so odds are it's full of bad energy. I would suggest not getting close to that before investigating everything else, and then we would have to be on high allert."
No Probably about it anymore you see more drag marks and blood trails leading to the stair on the pyramid. The stairs themselves are stained red with a small river of blood, that has dribbled down the steps.
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Still feeling nauseated from his trip on the astral, Lurking Crow says to the rest of the team, "I don't think we'll find much more here than we have already found. How about we leave Merlin to keep an eye on the perimeter and we check the top of the pyramid?" and points at the top of the pyramid. "Once we've cleared that, these stairs need some investigating too. You know how much I like close quarters, so we could leave that last."
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"I'm game with that, afterwards i wanna check the building to the west before we head off." Flak makes his way back around to the foot of the stairs of the pyramid, waiting on the team to show up before going up.
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Meat begins heading towards the pyramid, not happy that they were going to the top of the pyramid.
The top of the damn thing, Crow, really? Next you'll want to read Latin from the spooky book.
Ensuring that his MG was ready to fire (And checking his PAN to ensure that his rifle was equally ready to fire) he headed to the pyramid, indicating to Merlin via their net to hold the perimeter at the base of the stairs.
"You know, Merlin, you really need to update your music files. Get us some Mara Mercrucial or something"
Putting a foot on the first step, Meat felt undeniably uneasy.
"Waiting on your signal to advance, Crow."
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"Flak, you take point. Meat, you're closing. Keep some distance between us; we don't want to give them an easy target, but at the same time we want to be close enough to get to one another should something happen." After that, Crow addresses Merlin, "Merlin, monitor the perimeter and keep the gun on safe mode. If you find any threats, report to Meat and get his approval before firing on anything." As soon as everyone is ready, they make their way upstairs, slowly. Crow is particularly vigilant, looking for any signs that there might still be some activity up at the top of the pyramid.
Perception 2 + Intuition 3 (5d6.hits(5)=1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3738370/)
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Flak nodded, "I'll be a few paces ahead." He trots up the stairs with his SMG in hand as he looks around and listens to the sounds of the pyramid.
Perception Perception 2 + Int 4 (6d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3738862/)
Infiltration Infiltration 3 + Agility 7 (10d6.hits(5)=1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3738865/)
Going up the steps, he tries to be silent but his stubby legs are not doing so well on these steps. He does tell his agent to scan for all wireless signals
Agent 3 + Scan 3 (6d6.hits(5)=2, 5d6.hits(5)=1, 4d6.hits(5)=2, 3d6.hits(5)=0) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3738874/) ((I did extended. I was thinking since we don't have a hacker but we do have my agent. I was thinking of doing quick extended and you choose the interval and obviously threshold)).
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Meat begins heading towards the pyramid, not happy that they were going to the top of the pyramid.
The top of the damn thing, Crow, really? Next you'll want to read Latin from the spooky book.
Don't tempt me
Ensuring that his MG was ready to fire (And checking his PAN to ensure that his rifle was equally ready to fire) he headed to the pyramid, indicating to Merlin via their net to hold the perimeter at the base of the stairs.
"You know, Merlin, you really need to update your music files. Get us some Mara Mercrucial or something"
For some reason you thought this would fix the music problem but he found a Zombie tune again, this one by the artist you asked for.
Putting a foot on the first step, Meat felt undeniably uneasy.
"Waiting on your signal to advance, Crow."
With Meat in the rear the group begins walking up the steps, the footing is uneven. Each foot step makes a mushy sound as you tread the stairs covered in blood.
"Flak, you take point. Meat, you're closing. Keep some distance between us; we don't want to give them an easy target, but at the same time we want to be close enough to get to one another should something happen." After that, Crow addresses Merlin, "Merlin, monitor the perimeter and keep the gun on safe mode. If you find any threats, report to Meat and get his approval before firing on anything." As soon as everyone is ready, they make their way upstairs, slowly. Crow is particularly vigilant, looking for any signs that there might still be some activity up at the top of the pyramid.
Perception 2 + Intuition 3 (5d6.hits(5)=1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3738370/)
From the center of the group you keep your eyes pealed and watch the steps noticing an unsettling facts. Mainly that the only foot prints in the blood are Meat's and the rest of the team, leading to the idea your the only ones that traveled on these steps sense they were covered in blood.
Flak nodded, "I'll be a few paces ahead." He trots up the stairs with his SMG in hand as he looks around and listens to the sounds of the pyramid.
Perception Perception 2 + Int 4 (6d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3738862/)
Infiltration Infiltration 3 + Agility 7 (10d6.hits(5)=1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3738865/)
The term "dead" silent rings in your head, only sounds is the breathing of your companions and the thrum of the hummers engine.
Going up the steps, he tries to be silent but his stubby legs are not doing so well on these steps. He does tell his agent to scan for all wireless signals
Agent 3 + Scan 3 (6d6.hits(5)=2, 5d6.hits(5)=1, 4d6.hits(5)=2, 3d6.hits(5)=0) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3738874/) ((I did extended. I was thinking since we don't have a hacker but we do have my agent. I was thinking of doing quick extended and you choose the interval and obviously threshold)).
You pan picks up no wireless signals.
When you reach the top of the Pyramid you find the primary ritual site. The layout is nothing you've seen before, there are five corpses there. Four of them are at the cardinal points with the fifth in the center each has had their hearts ripped out. In between the corpses lays spent brazers filled with burn herbs. The middle body in on an alter bound hand and foot a ritual knife lies next to the corpse along with the victims heart, with a piece missing. You notice, with a gut wrenching thought, a bite has been taken out of the heart.
I'm trying to convey the horror you're characters are seeing I'm hoping to get the idea across. Have fun investigating.
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As Crow gets up the stairs, a feeling of dread drapes him like a cold blanket. His feet covered in blood, he makes his way to the top of the pyramid with the rest of his team. When they get to the top, the macabre scene that lay there causes him to shudder for an instant. "I hate this field of magic" he thinks to himself. He tells his teammates, "Don't touch anything just yet, let me take a look and try to figure out who did this first" before scanning the scene, on the lookout for anything valuable. As he spots the sacrificial knife near the altar, he takes a look at it through the astral, trying to see if there are any residual signatures on it or the scene around them.
Assensing 4 + Intuition 3 (7d6.hits(5)=4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3740162/)
Once he's looked through the astral, Crow turns to his partners and signals to them he's done with the scene. He then says, "At least we know it wasn't a self sacrifice and whoever is responsible for this is still on the loose."
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"At least there's that. Maybe we could tell him he lost his knife? I'm sure they'd love to have it back. We might even get invited to dinner!"
Sighing, Meat looks out over the wasteland. It was blood magic, of course, but aside from that there we no other clues to ascertain who did this, aside from those Closed Circuit cameras.
"Once we're done here, we're making a stop at the box for those Cameras by the sports field. It'll give us something more concrete than Mojo-signatures - No Offense, Crow"
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"Well I'm not getting any wireless signals, so those cameras, Meat, are either for show or hooked up to something non wireless. I wonder if the camera controls are in the building." Flak feels to deathly wind as they are up on top of this pyramid, he looked around a bit and than decides to view the field from where they are, magnifying when possible.
Visual Perception (8) + actively looking (3) + Visual Enhancement (3) (14d6.hits(5)=1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3741979/) 1 hit out of 14....sight beyond sight
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As Crow gets up the stairs, a feeling of dread drapes him like a cold blanket. His feet covered in blood, he makes his way to the top of the pyramid with the rest of his team. When they get to the top, the macabre scene that lay there causes him to shudder for an instant. "I hate this field of magic" he thinks to himself. He tells his teammates, "Don't touch anything just yet, let me take a look and try to figure out who did this first" before scanning the scene, on the lookout for anything valuable. As he spots the sacrificial knife near the altar, he takes a look at it through the astral, trying to see if there are any residual signatures on it or the scene around them.
Assensing 4 + Intuition 3 (7d6.hits(5)=4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3740162/)
The astral plane here looks like is been torn and wrenched like someone was doing a summoning. Looks like what ever happened it did not work.
"At least there's that. Maybe we could tell him he lost his knife? I'm sure they'd love to have it back. We might even get invited to dinner!"
Sighing, Meat looks out over the wasteland. It was blood magic, of course, but aside from that there we no other clues to ascertain who did this, aside from those Closed Circuit cameras.
"Once we're done here, we're making a stop at the box for those Cameras by the sports field. It'll give us something more concrete than Mojo-signatures - No Offense, Crow"
From the top of the pyramid you can see two cameras that can make out the top of the pyramid. They'd be the best chance of identifying who ever did this.
"Well I'm not getting any wireless signals, so those cameras, Meat, are either for show or hooked up to something non wireless. I wonder if the camera controls are in the building." Flak feels to deathly wind as they are up on top of this pyramid, he looked around a bit and than decides to view the field from where they are, magnifying when possible.
Visual Perception (8) + actively looking (3) + Visual Enhancement (3) (14d6.hits(5)=1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3741979/) 1 hit out of 14....sight beyond sight
The cables lead into a underground walkway so your not sure if the abandoned building is part of this.
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"Interesting..." mutters Crow as he comes back to the material plane. He looks over at Flak, then at Meat, and tells them "I'm pretty much done here. Unless you guys need to do more, we can head over to those cameras and that stairwell."
As his teammates are heading down, Crow keeps in formation, always keeping an eye open for any nasty surprises.
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"I think we are good here." Flak looks over to the field and than the Stiars Down and than to Meat, "Wires to those cameras look to go underground, I guess we'll take the stairs next?"
((I'm assuming that was what Stair Down on the map meant.)
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"Let's go then, I don't want to be up here any longer than we need to be."
Taking point, Meat led the group to the stairs, crouching as he got closer, until he was close enough top pop up to a sanding position and direct the barrel of the MG down the corridor. He scanned quickly for everything he could, moving forward down the stairs.
Visual perception - 1 + Intuition 4 + Vision Enhancement 3 + Actively looking 3
11d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3745974/)
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As they stay crouched next to the stairs, Crow says to the rest of the team, "Let me have a look first before we physically go blind in there. Watch over me." and fades into the astral, looking ahead before they venture in.
Assensing 4 + Intuition 3 (7d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3746043/)
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"I think we are good here." Flak looks over to the field and than the Stiars Down and than to Meat, "Wires to those cameras look to go underground, I guess we'll take the stairs next?"
((I'm assuming that was what Stair Down on the map meant.)
The stairs lead down into darkness, it appears the that lights have been shot out or shattered.
"Let's go then, I don't want to be up here any longer than we need to be."
Taking point, Meat led the group to the stairs, crouching as he got closer, until he was close enough top pop up to a sanding position and direct the barrel of the MG down the corridor. He scanned quickly for everything he could, moving forward down the stairs.
Visual perception - 1 + Intuition 4 + Vision Enhancement 3 + Actively looking 3
11d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3745974/)
Upon arriving at the top of the stairs you see scrap marks and some blood spatter looks like someone was dragged down the stairs recently.
As they stay crouched next to the stairs, Crow says to the rest of the team, "Let me have a look first before we physically go blind in there. Watch over me." and fades into the astral, looking ahead before they venture in.
Assensing 4 + Intuition 3 (7d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3746043/)
The walkway is unlit (Which I had to look up and astral plane does not add light to the unlit), you can not make out much other than you sense 4 things down there.
The walkway down looks something like this:
(http://www.themarkeworld.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Entrance.jpg)
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Flak has the smg ready in his left hand and sword out with his right awaiting for Crow to come back and report before going down their to take point, being a dwarf has it's team advantages when he's up front. "Dum dee dum..." he sings to himself gruffly.
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As Crow comes back from the astral, he says, "Alright guys, it's pitch dark in there, but I counted at least 4 possible hostiles in there. Let's keep formation and remember that I'll be blind in there." He looks at Meat and continues, "That means warn me before opening fire."
When the team is ready, they cautiously venture down the stairs.
OOC: Freaky. I know where this particular walkway is :)
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Flak nods and takes point again, a few paces ahead.
Infiltration 3 + Spec (Urban since it's concrete) + 7 Agility (12d6.hits(5)=5) 5 Hits on sneaking ahead. (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3749171/)
Intuition 4 + Visual Spec + Visual enhancement 3 - Darkness 3 (8d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3749176/) ppf....glitched on a good roll
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Meat places his hand on Flak's shoulder as he steps forward, holding him steady. Meat speaks through the team's net in his subvocal microphone.
"I'm taking point, Flak. We don't know exactly what kind of threat we're dealing with here."
With that Meat steps forward, shifting his contact's vision over to low-light, then turning his non-shooting eye's contact off, allowing his natural thermographic to shift over, letting the two pieces of vision overlap with one another in a practiced brain exercise. Meat slowly paces forwards, looking out for obvious threats.
"Let me know if you see that camera box before I do"
Visual perception - 1 + Intuition 4 + Vision Enhancement 3 + Actively looking 3
11d6.hits(5)=4 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3749184/)
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Meat places his hand on Flak's shoulder as he steps forward, holding him steady. Meat speaks through the team's net in his subvocal microphone.
"I'm taking point, Flak. We don't know exactly what kind of threat we're dealing with here."
With that Meat steps forward, shifting his contact's vision over to low-light, then turning his non-shooting eye's contact off, allowing his natural thermographic to shift over, letting the two pieces of vision overlap with one another in a practiced brain exercise. Meat slowly paces forwards, looking out for obvious threats.
"Let me know if you see that camera box before I do"
Visual perception - 1 + Intuition 4 + Vision Enhancement 3 + Actively looking 3
11d6.hits(5)=4 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3749184/)
Meat sneaks down the stairs keeping as quiet as possible, his foot steps barely a whisper even in combat boots. Meat raises his hand and makes a fist to signal "halt" hearing voices ahead, its a soft conversation but it is in a language he can't makeout. Spanish maybe, but all those kinds of dialects sounds the same perhaps its Portuguese.
Flak has the smg ready in his left hand and sword out with his right awaiting for Crow to come back and report before going down their to take point, being a dwarf has it's team advantages when he's up front. "Dum dee dum..." he sings to himself gruffly.
Flak moves slowly down the steps , his thermographic vision starts to kick in. The tunnel surroundings come into bland blue outlines, the heat of the day being drowned out buy the subterranean atmosphere. Ahead you can make out soft conversation its in Spanish.
"We need more"
"the sun is up you can wait"
"I want more now"
"then go get some"
"But it hurts"
The conversation does not make much sense to you but it sounds like what even is down here can speak Spanish at least.
As Crow comes back from the astral, he says, "Alright guys, it's pitch dark in there, but I counted at least 4 possible hostiles in there. Let's keep formation and remember that I'll be blind in there." He looks at Meat and continues, "That means warn me before opening fire."
When the team is ready, they cautiously venture down the stairs.
OOC: Freaky. I know where this particular walkway is :)
Crow follows in Flaks steps. (Sorry got nothing to add for you)
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Flak sighed as the Big Guy took point, always tough to shoot when he has Meat in front of him. He crouches low as he follows Meat in hopes to see through his legs, sheathing his sword. He than hears the echoeing of Spanish. He speaks into his subvocal mic to the team, "Conversation in Spanish ahead, seems one of them is looking for a kick. They don't sound like druggies."
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Meat whispered through his subvocal mic, being as quiet as he could.
"You want to talk or do we just put them down?"
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"These are the times I remember I should buy grenades." he sighs "I can sneak through and take a peak and report to you guys." Flak looks confident in his sneaking capabilities.
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"Do they sound hostile, Flak? There's a chance they might have been here during the attack. Do we subdue them quickly and then interrogate or do we try to reason with them?"
Crow then motions for Flak to go ahead and says, sub vocally, " Go ahead and see what the situation looks like. We'll wait here, ready to come out if you need us to."
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Meat splits his legs apart as far as he can, giving Flak the room necessary to step under him while still keeping a stable stance.
Easy on the goods, Flak
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Flak nods and he scurries under the tunnel known as Meat as he heads towards the discussion, camera on, sword unsheathed and resting on his back, with his right hand holding the blade ever so firmly, preventing any kind of reflection he comes across. He stays in the shadows as he sneaks over, finding a spot and crouching down to not be seen, but be able to have surveillance.
Infiltration roll, just in case. Infiltration 3 + Agil 7 + Urban (12d6.hits(5)=4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3750290/)
Spending edge to reroll favors, i wanna make sure they do not hear me at all.
rerolling failures (8d6.hits(5)=3) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3750292/)
7 hits altogether
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Flak creeps tot he corner, keeping as silent as possible. The darkness is thick and the sunlight casts only a single bar of shadow light, lying in the light is the severed arm of a meta human with teeth marks in it. Using his camera he shifts into the low light band and is able to make out the forms of other meta humans gaunt and ragged looking kneeling over corpse. It takes a minute but you recognize them as ghouls. The blind ghouls are feeding on the corpse which looks like its almost down to bones.
So basically you've found some ghouls hiding in the darkness feeding on the corpse. They are speaking in Spanish a basic conversation.
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Flak sighed ever so silently, Ghouls, go figure. He subvocals to the team as he counts how many. "Ghouls...snacking."
He'll relay to the team how many he sees. He quietly sheaths his sword and keeps his hands on his SMG, he'd rather keep distance if they got into a fight.
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"Ghouls, just what we needed" thinks Crow. "From what you see, what's our safest route? Should we take care of them or is there any way to avoid them?"
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So, there's ghouls. That's wonderful. where is that damned box?
"Remember we're here for identifying information, not Ghoul hunting. We need to find the camera box, or back out and go to the other location. I don't feel like wasting ammo in a Ghoul den."
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Flak does a count of how many ghouls are in the area and any alternate routes, he looks around for a terminal or something that would control the cameras. He replies subvocally, "Checking.."
Visual Perception (11d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3759215/) 5 hits on visual
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Flak does a count of how many ghouls are in the area and any alternate routes, he looks around for a terminal or something that would control the cameras. He replies subvocally, "Checking.."
Visual Perception (11d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3759215/) 5 hits on visual
Like a stroke of bad luck you see the camera junction box its right above the ghouls.
(http://i260.photobucket.com/albums/ii27/Lt_Gregor/ShadowRun%20Campaign/Drawing1-Layout1.jpg)
Spoiler a picture is worth a thousand words. That is how the tunnel is playing out.
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Flak is flat up against the wall on the ghouls side, surveying the area. Subvocals he speaks again, "4 Ghouls, controls look to be right by them. If we are going to take these guys out. I suggest I got across (Northern end and fire from there att he ghouls while you lay down a surppressive fire at them, Crow if you got some sort of AOE juju that would be great...if not take on the left side of the ghouls and I'll hit the right side. Crow focus on the ones advancing, I'll take care of the ones on the ground."
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Crow nods to Flak. Sub-vocally, he tells the rest of the team, "Come on Flak, you know I only have passive AOE tricks up my sleeve.
He then thinks for a second. "How about this: Try to get to the northern corridor without being seen and then try to reason with them. If they need convincing, you can always tell them we got them cornered. Since you'll be talking from the northern corridor and we'll be in the southern corridor, the bluff might work. I'd rather not get into a close quarters fight with any ghouls, but if it comes down to that, we'll be ready.
Crow then turns over to Meat and says, "If Flak waves at you, make some noise to let them know we're here and packing heavy."
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Flak sighed at the answer of his juju"I figured you might have learned something new of recent. However, reason is not likely in these guys logic right now. They are hungry, and to corner cannibals like these without some sort of offering... we might as well go plan B. I'm the only one that knows Spanish and if you haven't noticed, never was much of a people person." He looks over at Meat, "Back me up on this big guy."
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Meat pondered for a moment as to how much he DID NOT WANT to get Ghoulified today, then took a deep breath.
"Flak's right, if they're hungry enough, no amount of talking is going to matter. We'll try to stay civil, but the old saying 'A Smile, a Handshake, and a Machine Gun gets more done' is how we're going to handle this. Flak, translate for me"
With that, Meat flipped the safety off on his MG and stepped into the intersection, weapon already aimed and ready to fire on the ghouls. At the same time, he barked a forceful order at the ghouls, loud enough to have his intent known across language barriers, but also soft enough to not have the noise travel too far.
"Freeze. You move I kill you all"
Readied action to open up a Narrow Cone Full Auto attack if they so much as shift their weight towards me. Going to continue the post assuming they comply. If not, I'll edit
Meat waits a moment for Flak to translate the order, then continues.
"You will step back thirty feet and stay there. If you comply we will leave you in peace and even bring another corpse into the shade for you"
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Steps next to Meat pointing his SMG att he ghoul's general direction and repeats in spanish what Meat is saying to them.
Intuition 4 + SPanish 2 (speak) = 8 (8d6.hits(5)=4) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3761050/) That was a roll I'm glad to not mess up on. lol 4 Hits
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Crow says sub-vocally to his teammates, "Guys, I'm sure they've had plenty to eat. They might be protective of their "territory", so don't get too close. Flak, ask them if they saw anything down here anyways. Wouldn't hurt to try our luck."
Lurking Crow stays out of sight from the ghouls, but close enough to help if anything happens.
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The ghouls jump and back away raising hands in fear. Backing away you can see real fear in they're eyes.
When Meat speaks they quiver in terror and respond with.
Hunter!
Run Hunter!
IT will hurt US!
The group begins to turn away not wanting trouble. Three of the ghouls have the milky white eyes that are usual for the race, but the fourth's eyes are colored green and auto focus on the group, some kind of cyber eyes.
Ok so they're scared of the group calling them hunters, what ever that means. AKA the local Aztlan Garrisons have an open payout to anyone that brings in ghoul heads, so they think your there for the money.
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Flak responds to them in Spanish, "You stay back and no one will get hurt.." he speaks in English to Meat & Crow, "They think we're hunting them." Gun staying on the Ghouls.
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"Wow, ghouls afraid of US..." Crow says to the team. "Tell them we want them no harm, we just want to know what happened here and we want to check the camera box. If they could help us, we'd be very grateful and would leave them alone, without telling anyone they're here."
Crow then raises his hand in the air, motioning to go slow. "Even though they might say they're scared of us, keep your distances."
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"Muévete!!" they were too scared, to question them was a bit of a risk in his eyes as he gestures his gun for them to leave. "Clear a hole!" He says to the team to move away from the ghouls as they leave.
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The ghouls turn and bolt down the tunnel fleeing from the group. You wait several moments before approaching the relay box, it takes a few minutes to open the box and get at the internal wiring. After a few more minutes of tinkering you find a backup data module, its encrypted but should have some camera shots of the attack .
So you need to either try to decrypt it yourselves, find someone who can. Or get a sat up link and have the company do decryption. Figure its got rating 4 encryption.
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"That was pretty easy" says Lurking Crow as the ghouls start running down the tunnel. "I think that's all of them, but let's get our stuff quickly and get back out into the sunlight. We still have plenty to do at the barracks."
After getting the backup module, Crow motions for the team to move out in formation, keeping alert all the way out.
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Flak motions over and looks around to make sure all is well while Meat does what he wanted to do...being a watchtower, but short and stocky at that. He looks over to Crow, "Hopefully they don't come back with more friends and that we are long gone before that."
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Meat pulls the backup device out and places it in one of his pouches, then begins moving back towards the entrance.
"Lets get going. Merlin, meet us at the top of the stairs, we're moving out"[/coor]
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Merlin sends some beeps and tones like R2D2 again. The teams moves up the stairs and meets him out side the you can see the sun starting to set. You remember that the local Aztlan troopsvsaid that the night is not safe.
ok I am on vacation and trying to keep upnwith the game but all I have is a kindle so don't expect the best responces.
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Flak nods in agreement with Meat and follows into the back seat of the vehicle, "So what's the plan on accessing that drive?"
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Crow sits in the hummer, "Well, we could overnight it to HQ. I get a feeling doing it locally wouldn't yield the results we're looking for. We could drop it off with a courier before heading to the barracks."
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Meat settles in the back and hands the drive up to the cab.
"Let HQ deal with it, we don't have the time or tech to sift through it"
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Lurking Crow starts the hummer and straps himself. He instructs Merlin to stay in scan mode and report to Meat. "So let's drop off the drive first and then head to the barracks. Guess we'll eat after that." He then heads towards the airport, driving fast but cautiously.
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"Speak for yourself. I'm eating now."
And with that, Meat opens up a pack of rations and begins shoving processed soy proteins into his mouth unceremoniously, getting as much in as quickly as he can.
"Yknow, *slurp* These things aren't so bad after your tongue gets numb *scarf*"
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*Flak just nods in silence as he was about to open his rations as he looks to see what he would need to pretend is food* "Chicken & Rice...yay..." *He says gruffly in sarcasm*
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Crow listens to the team talk while focusing on the road.
"Yknow, *slurp* These things aren't so bad after your tongue gets numb *scarf*"
"Well, one thing's for sure, they can't be as bad as your cooking." He then nods towards Flak. "Remember the last Amazon job? We made the mistake of letting Meat cook and Digit was sick for 2 days" says Crow as he chuckles a bit. He then goes silent for a moment, out of respect for Digit. "Man, speaking of Digit, we could sure use him with this camera business right about now" thinks Crow to himself.
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Flak bgan to eat and chuckled as Crow spoke of the other job, "Yes...at least we all survived that." He continues to eat as he looks outside the car, seeing the passing background.
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Meat's on his game and sees the ambush a moment before it starts (Meaning you get a full round and no negatives). Ahead on the side of the road is a tipped over Van. Noticing the shadows on the other side of the tipped van are moving.
Flak gets a feeling that something is about to go wrong.
Crow is enjoying the food a bit more.
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Meat scans the area, seeing the ambush. In a flash his wires kick and and the world slows down, allowing him the ability to get himself ready for the fight.
"Heads down, ambush!"
18 Initiative, 3 passes
13d6.hits(5)=5 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3798920/)
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OOC: If Crow has enough time to react to Meat's warning, he'll hit the breaks. If not, carry on
In any case, here's my Initiative (7d6.hits(5)=1) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3798925/)
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Flak's head perks to see to a mass of commotion over Meat's growling alert. He gets his hands on his SMG, ducks and takes as much cover as he can...being small has it's advantages while he is in the back seat.
Initiative (Reaction 7 + Intuition 4) (11d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3798933/) bah! 13 initiative. I will camp my last simple action to use before the end of the pass if possible.
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A the hummer clears the downed van there is a light and deafening sound. (everyone soak 6S -half AP, the hummer soaks the real deadly stuff) Then the shooting begins, lighter caliber round start pinging off the Armour of the hummer.
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Half Impact 5 + Body 4 (9d6.hits(5)=5) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3806964/)
((w00t 1 stun))
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Half impact 2 + Body 2 (4d6.hits(5)=2) (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3807337/)
So Crow takes 4 stun, for a grand total of 5
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Bone Lacing (Ceramic) 2 + Impact Armor 13 + Body 9 + Toughness 1 = 25, Divided by 2 is 13
13d6.hits(5)=5 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3807511/)
1 Stun taken
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The enemy number at 7, all armed and shooting at the hummer. Four of the group are normal humans, dressed in rages and armoured vests. They're shooting with what looks like Colt M23a light assault rifles. The three figures behind them are hulking, your not sure if they are trolls or other kinds of meta humans they've got fur and are unloading with MMG's at the hummers side.
Right I think meat has two actions to play with then its to iniative, to steam line the combat make all your IP passes when its your turn also the goons go last. The hummers Armour is holding up for the moment but its getting pounded. /spoiler]
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Gritting his teeth and squinting through the shockwave, Meat steps out of the Hummer and sprays the area, laying down a base of fire to cover Flak and Crow.
"GET THEM! Merlin! Suppressive Fire!"
First action, Wide full-auto centered on the MMGs
Heavy Weapons 7 + Agility 6 + Smartlink (2) = 4 hits, -9 to defend. Damage is 7P v B-3
15d6.hits(5)=4 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3813133/)
- 12 Rounds from Belt
Second verse, same as the first
Heavy Weapons 7 + Agility 6 + Smartlink (2) = 4 hits, -9 to defend. Damage is 7P v B-3
15d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3813137/)
Edging roll
13d6.hits(5)=2 (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3813138/)
- 12 Rounds from the Belt
All told, -24 Rounds of ExEx, -1 Edge, and a minor headache