The Red Harbor Country Club

Post by **Stoic** » Wed Dec 12, 2018 8:13 pm

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The Red Harbor Country Club is set on a large parcel of land carved directly from the heart of the city. Behind the 10 foot tall gate there is a small 9 hole golf course on well-tended greens and in the midst of it all sits a large two-story building. There is a Combat Cyborg somehow crammed into a tuxedo checking off names as he lets the various vehicles enter the grounds. Your group is quickly let in once you give your names, even if the Cyborg does sneer at the Canyonero. You drive about 25 yards or so to the front entrance and a Valet takes your keys. You ask him to keep it close but you can tell he wants to get this thing as far out of sight as possible so Doc slips him a cred stick with 50 creds on it and the valet nods reluctantly. You enter a large room with well-dressed people chatting with each other as they snag various drinks and appetizers from a bustling wait staff. A small crowd has gathered around a statuesque dark-haired woman, Helga, standing next to a squat man who may be as wide as he is tall. He is a muscular dwarf with gray threaded throughout his beard and he looks even more poured into his suit than the cyborg at the gate did. You make your way over and Helga nods primly. "Hello Ms. Rika. Gentlemen. Let me introduce you to my husband, Peter Strong." She gestures toward the dwarf and he looks at the group appraisingly. Once he gets to Sig he snorts. "Is that him? The one with the..." He holds his hands apart a couple of feet which causes Helga to blush. "No," she says. "That's the other one, Danny." The dwarf chuckles and lifts a heavy beer stein to his lips. He pours a foul=smelling brew into his mouth, getting a good amount of froth on his beard. The way he sways lets you know that this isn't his first one. Helga shakes her head when he isn't looking. "I have some business to attend to, so if you wouldn't mind mingling a bit, I can meet you in the conference room" She nods in its direction. "In half an hour or so." She puts her phony smile on again and moves about to another group, laughing as she greets them like old friends.

Danny cases the area ahead of time and sees that any sniping would have to be from quite a ways, easily 200 yards if not more. Johnny provides him with a map of the sewers and then Danny gets a hold of his rat friends and they agree to meet him in the sewers around the time of the ball. They spread out and put him on their comm channel, thanking him for the chance to get some vengeance for their fallen comrades. Frank decides to go off with Danny, helping him look for anything suspicious.

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Danny · Post by **Danny** » Wed Dec 12, 2018 9:16 pm

Notice 12 or 10 danger sense

Thanks Frank your a credit to your race. Danny keeps a careful eye on the map Johnny got him. Every nook and cranny get a careful look. Reminds me of operation Dead Drop back in the war. CS brigade on the west was heavily fortified and getting ready to launch a counter offensive. Nesstled on an old industrial town, prerift sewers snaked in and out of that place. Geist sent my team in to blow the support structures of that base. We did... It was only after the war I learned it was actually a refugee camp... Camp Kander. Danny shudders at the memory of his naive participation in killing innocents. What he did not know was that he probably put those refugees out of their misery as camp Kander was a fabled place for dispicible torture and testing on D-bees.
He whispers to Frank, ” Look for something or several somethings ready to blow this place down.” Danny even softly blows a few notes on his heavenly flute givimg him a chance to see something with a magical signature.

Conditional

Ulithrax · Post by **Ulithrax** » Wed Dec 12, 2018 10:50 pm

Ulithrax

Arvalis

Arvalis goes about making contacts and figuring out who Ulithrax should be talking to. He dips his toe into several discussions, doing his best to pry reactions to the flyover and gauging the mood of the room.
Ulithrax then moves through the crowd, smiling and glad-handing as many important-looking people as he can, but guided by Arvalis' hints as to who he should focus on. He makes informed conversation on polite topics, occasionally hinting at the recent unrest and the flyover to gauge the subject's willingness to talk and probing their opinions on the events. "Such bold overtures seem to be preludes to all-out war, but I daresay even the Coalition is not ready to insert itself into another major conflict on the heels of the Tolkeen unpleasantness."

Gorignak

Gorignak follows Danny as ordered by Ulithrax. He does his best to look like an unassuming mound of earth when appropriate, all the while scanning his surroundings.

Lance · Post by **Lance** » Thu Dec 13, 2018 1:17 am

Notice CritFail

Lance seems to be mingling, but in fact he mostly is hanging around in the general vicinity of Helga's dwarven husband. He figures that Peter could be targeted by those seeking to undermine Helga's efforts to keep the peace. Better to make certain no one gets to him. Of course, he also listens in on the dwarf's conversation; it might reveal something interesting.

Or at least, that was his intent. However, at some point, the dogboy gets turned around, and ends up lost in the crowd, then down a hallway he's not supposed to be in. The security politely but firmly escorts him back to the main room before he can get up to any further mischief, and he just barely has time to make it to the conference room for the meeting with Helga.

Tsuchiya Rika · Post by **Tsuchiya Rika** » Sun Dec 16, 2018 7:56 pm

Enchanting 4, Stealth 11, Notice 6, Engineering Crit Fail

Gear

"Be discreet. It's best if we're just assumed to be guests of Helga. If there's trouble, its even better if they do not know Helga has backup on hand," Rika whispers over comms as the team, minus Danny, enter the Red Harbor Country Club.

After Helga greets her and the team, and once she has introduced them to her husband, rika bows slightly and responds in kind, "It is always a pleasure, Mrs. Helga. Mr. Strong, I am Rika Tsuchiya, and these are my friends. Thank you for inviting us."

With the annoying pleasantries out of the away Rika excuses herself from the conversation. She finds a moment to adjust her wand so that it rests unseen. Next, she looks for a lull in the crowd and takes a moment to activate her facial tattoo so that she can scout for magical mischief.

She begins searching both the crowd and the rooms available to her for magical threats, but when no one is looking she also makes a quick sweep with her hand scanner. She set it to detect chemical signatures specific to explosive devices, and it should alert her to the presence of any suspect chemicals and compounds.

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Sig · Post by **Sig** » Mon Dec 17, 2018 1:13 am

Vigor 2

Kingsdale
Evening
Round 0

Sig smiled at Helga, and then eyed the dwarf, Peter Strong. He shook his head, wondering what a good woman like Helga saw in that brute.

But Sig remained pleasant enough. He was a bit awkward, but he found the social lubricant table to help make up for that.

Unfortunately Sig must have gotten some of that good dwarven whiskey, because he is more than a little buzzed when he shows up at the conference room, happily singing show tones off-key.

Party Load

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Sat Dec 22, 2018 10:38 pm

Mixin' and Minglin' _

Doc nods to Helga and drops a short word of acknowledgement her direction.

As Helga returns to mingling Doc grabs a flute of champagne and takes a swig. Swishing it around in his mouth, he lets the alcohol burn across his tongue as the bubbles dance across his pallet. Not Bad. Certainly a local made but not bad.

Just as a waitress passes by, he puts the unfinished glass on her tray and begins surveying the crowd.

In glancing around the room, his eyes settle on a very tall human male. This individual stands well over top of his charge and judging from the fit and cut of his suit is well built. The man nods to Doc when he sees him looking his direction and makes a subtle hand gesture to motion him over.

Doc not being presently occupied by anyone else casually walks around the room to the man and the woman he is guarding, who is in conversation with several other well dressed evening goers. The lady does not even look up as she is deeply engrossed with the conversation of the circle.

The tall well built man nods to Doc as he approaches and sticks out a large hand, "The name is Tony, Two Ton Tony."

Taking Tony's hand the grip is firm and before he can introduce himself, Tony says, "You are Doc, right? Doc Olliday?"

Doc decides to remain quiet and just nods in response.

"Triple B sends his regards and thanks."

With a stunned look, Doc nods, "He survived the burn out then?"

This time Tony nods and moves Doc around away from the guests mingling and asks, "Does the regulator look correct?" Untieing his tie and unbuttoning his shirt three or four buttons, Doc is able to see a replica of the Neuro Burn Regulator he had built for Triple B. Burning Bright Bobby.

A screwdriver appears in Doc's right hand and he deftly begins the inspection. A few minutes later, he taps Triple T on the chest. "Button up. Everything is in order. Who made the NBR for you?"

Before Tony can answer, his charge requests that Tony fetch something for her from the wait staff. Tony nods to his charge and then to Doc and moves defetly through the crowd.

Doc stands ooff to the side and watches the movements within the crowd as he waits for the meeting with Helga in a few minutes.

Post by **Stoic** » Fri Dec 28, 2018 9:44 pm

The room for the meeting is officially titled "The Study". When you walk in there are a dozen finely made chairs spread about, the smell of old leather and whiskey linger in the room. After a bit longer of a wait than you expected, Helga shows up, looking as if she stepped straight out of the screen of a holo film. Her black velvet dress is just the perfect mix of style and simplicity, a glass of dark red wine resting in her hand. She nods politely and has a seat. "Thank you for coming so promptly."[/b} She raises an eyebrow at Sig, who appears to be swaying a bit more than he should. "As you've undoubtedly heard, there was an attack on a prominent member of Whykins city council. We don't know who did it, but it certainly wasn't anyone employed in an official capacity by Kingsdale. In fact, I'm curious as to whether or not it has a relation to that video chip I gave you at our first meeting." She frowns, as she sees the blank looks on all your faces. "You... didn't watch the video?" If she's upset by this news, her face does a great job of hiding it.

Something doesn't sit right with Danny. He can't quite explain it, but something is off. WHen a particular van goes in the gates, goosebumps prickle up and down his spine.

Hela nods, to herself. "Very well then. Please watch the video as soon as you can. And then I would like to implore you to discretely investig...

In spite of the heavy wood doors, you can easily hear the screams. Some of them are cut off abruptly as the building shakes from explosive blasts.

Sure enough Danny's bad feeling is confirmed as he sees the valet who walks over to the van slump back, a mist of blood spraying from the back of his head. The van door slides open and at least a dozen of what appear to be Skelebots pour out, opening fire on any sentient being that has the bad fortune of being near them. One sprays a volley of grenades through the open door, the blasts flashing. Danny finds the way they move to be odd, as they aren't moving with the monotonous motions of machinery, but in fact move like a regular person would, as far as they can with the limitations of machinery.

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Danny · Post by **Danny** » Fri Dec 28, 2018 10:35 pm

Location: Top of the Red Harbor Day spa, 100" from the Red Harbor Country Club

Tolkien War

I got your backs.

Danny's voice hits the comms, " Out front, near the vallet a dozen skelebots, one with grenades. Targets are indiscriminate. Definitely not the kind of skelebot I fought in the war. They move like they are being directly interfaced by a person. Get people back into the country club, maybe there is a way out in the back. Check for some kind of signal being generated and stop it. Breathe easy and don't panic you know what to do." His last few words could have been more for himself than the others on the team.

Danny himself instead of firing at a skelebot looks through his scope eyeing the van. Given who we are up against: The Grease Man, their must be something more to this van... Maybe some kind of transmitter letting his cronies control these bots.

Notice 11 with a scope, and he has the curious hindrence

Tsuchiya Rika · Post by **Tsuchiya Rika** » Sun Dec 30, 2018 5:47 pm

"Sig! Whatever you have under that suit, pull it out now, and cover the door," Rika tells the giant grackle.

She looks over to doc and nods towards Sig while saying, "Do you have something to clear his head? It'd be best if we didn't have a gigantic, drunk grackle in closed quarters during a raid."

"Everyone else, back up Sig or cover the VIPs," Rika addresses the team before looking at Helga and saying, "We'll get you and your husband out. If there are other critical VIPs that need to be secured, it may be an option but we need to know now."

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Sun Dec 30, 2018 11:13 pm

Doc nods at Rika's request on Sig's behalf. Pulling from his med bags, Doc holds up a canister. "One Grackle Sized dose of Wake-Up Juice."

Doc nudges Sig and hands him the canister which essentially is a Grackle Sized version of a Monster Drink 40.

Sig · Post by **Sig** » Mon Dec 31, 2018 4:21 am

Kingsdale
Evening
Round 0

Sig gave Helga an admiring look. For a non-grackle, she looked amazing in that dress. Maybe he’d had a bit too much to drink.

“Not sure we had the time to watch the video,” he said apologetically, “what with the running around to get ready for this party.”

And then he heard the gunfire and explosions. “Son of a--!” he cursed, reaching for the ion pistol and vibro-knife he was carrying and pulling up his cummerbund to reach his Titan Belt, moving to aim at the door to the the study. He took the can of energy drink from Doc and tossed it back.

Party Load

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Mon Dec 31, 2018 1:43 pm

"I certainly know nothing about a video but if you have an upload I could access," Doc taps the side of his head, "I can watch in 16 speed."

Remembering what Danny said about autonimous control of the skelebots, "Helga. What does the 'Club' have in the way of communications. Internet. Radio. Phone."

Survey for Survelliance and Comms, Notice 7 _

Ulithrax · Post by **Ulithrax** » Wed Jan 02, 2019 11:18 pm

Ulithrax

Ulithrax grabs Arvalis and clicks the button on his comms. He speaks, perfect American, to the grackle outside. "Daniel, where is Gorignak? If he is not needed to watch over you, tell him I want him at the door pulverizing those mechanical nuisances!" He pulls the Wand of Domination from his inside pocket and prepares to cast a spell.
Arvalis stares blankly at the lizard man, mouth slightly agape. "Shit...uh, I thought you needed a transl..." His thought is preempted by the sound of more violence and explosions. "Guess we'll have that talk later!" He pulls his backup gun and looks for cover. "Where's Gorignak when you need a wall?!"

Post by **Stoic** » Sun Jan 06, 2019 9:53 pm

Danny carefully looks for a transmitor, but alas can not find one. He does however notice that the driver (the person that shot the valet) is still in the drivers seat.

Helga grabs her wrist and when she takes her hand away it is filled with a sword that appears to be made of pure magical energy. She kicks off her heels and runs out of the room, violently throwing the door open, heading toward the ballroom.

The chatter of railgun fire is a great deal louder now that the door is open.

OOC Comments

Initiative

Ballroom Map (You are coming from the hallway to the right)

Skelebot positions: (1 is standing right in the doorway, just out of view)

Sig · Post by **Sig** » Thu Jan 10, 2019 5:09 am

K. Electronics 13

Move

Ion Pistol ; Damage 18

Kingsdale
Evening
Round 0

Sig raced out of the room after Helga into the ballroom, his tail waving his ion pistol, his vibroknife in hand. As he went he reached down to activate his Titan belt. He grew to massive size as he lumbered into the ballroom.

“Out!” Sig bellowed to the partygoers. He looked at the skelebots firing into the crowd at the entrance to the ballroom and roared out a challenge. Sig grabbed up the settee positioned by the wall and held it vertically in front of him as a shield against the laser fire of the skelebots and his tail curled around, aiming his ion pistol at the attackers, firing.

Party Load

Lance · Post by **Lance** » Thu Jan 10, 2019 9:57 am

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Lance dashes as far as he can into the room, casting aside the silk covering of his drill and taking up a central position and bellowing a challenge to the enemy (who, being robots, are unimpressed and presumably continue with their pre-programmed routine). His howl, however, also serves to call in Steed, who dashes in through the doors and attempts a whirling kick to the head of one of the Skelebots, though the attack goes wide, badly.

Post by **Stoic** » Thu Jan 10, 2019 11:03 am

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The skelebot nimbly Dodges Steed's attempt to kick him, and a spring loaded vibro blade pops out of one of it's weapon mounts. It stabs at Steed but misses badly.

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Thu Jan 10, 2019 9:18 pm

Doc follows into the ballroom. Since his inquiry and investigation failed to find any communication devices or such things, he decides to rig a scrambler.

High Frequency Radio Disruptor, Repair11 _

Taking a place in the entry way hall, Doc takes cover behid a wall for an assembly attempt.

Even before he activates the device he comms the group, "Heads up. Comms may go down for a bit. Attempting disruption of bot signal and reception."

Ulithrax · Post by **Ulithrax** » Sat Jan 12, 2019 12:55 am

Ulithrax's actions

Arvalis' actions

Earth Elementals

Ulithrax moves to survey the carnage in the ballroom, with Arvalis close behind. Upon reaching the end of the hallway, the lizard mage mutters an incantation in an ancient language, waves the wand in his hand, and rips open a miniature rift. From the portal emerges four creatures similar in appearance to Gorignak. Ulithrax shouts the order. "Crush the metal men into scrap!" The behemoths respond immediately, lumbering forward towards the nearest skelebots. The Coalition automatons take reflexive swipes with the mounted vibroswords as the earth elementals close. The first elemental is knocked off balance, unable to recover well enough to strike. Two more blades impact, but the hardened stone bodies do little more than lose stone chips to the blades. The last skelebot, however, finds the right location, driving the vibrosword all the way through the elemental. The rock man falls apart, stones, earth, and pebbles scattering across the floor in front of the bot.
One of the elementals, though a ponderous swing, manages to connect with the skelebot in front of it, denting the frame and forcing it to recalibrate its actions.
Arvalis pushes past the lizard mage, jumping out from the corner. He draws a bead on one of the bots, squeezes the trigger, and blasts a hole clean through a few vital components. The skelebot falls to the ground, lifeless. He ducks back behind the wall, hoping to avoid counterattack. He calls back behind him. "We got about a dozen CS skelebots out here plugging civvies! The hell is going on?!"

Post by **Stoic** » Sat Jan 12, 2019 1:28 pm

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Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Sat Jan 12, 2019 6:29 pm

Ulithrax wrote: ↑Sat Jan 12, 2019 12:55 am
Ulithrax's actions
Moves to O10
Cast Force Multiplication - Earth Elementals (SWDE pg 158) - 4 total
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Raise with prior - 11 PPE spent, 4 conserved by Wizard, 1 conserved by HJ roll - 6 net PPE spent
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WD FM
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Earth Elementals appear at F16, G16, H16, I16

Arvalis' actions
Moves to M11, shoots H23, moves to N11 behind cover if possible
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WD Shooting
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Damage with raise from Wilks 237, AP 4
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One Ace with prior
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Earth Elementals
F16 moves to D20 (assuming Arvalis killed SB) and swings at D21
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G16 moves to E20 and swings at E21
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H16 moves to I20 and swings at J21
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Damage J21 - 13 total (shaken)
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I16 moves to K18 and swings at L19
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Ulithrax moves to survey the carnage in the ballroom, with Arvalis close behind. Upon reaching the end of the hallway, the lizard mage mutters an incantation in an ancient language, waves the wand in his hand, and rips open a miniature rift. From the portal emerges four creatures similar in appearance to Gorignak. Ulithrax shouts the order. "Crush the metal men into scrap!" The behemoths respond immediately, lumbering forward towards the nearest skelebots. The Coalition automatons take reflexive swipes with the mounted vibroswords as the earth elementals close. The first elemental is knocked off balance, unable to recover well enough to strike. Two more blades impact, but the hardened stone bodies do little more than lose stone chips to the blades. The last skelebot, however, finds the right location, driving the vibrosword all the way through the elemental. The rock man falls apart, stones, earth, and pebbles scattering across the floor in front of the bot.
One of the elementals, though a ponderous swing, manages to connect with the skelebot in front of it, denting the frame and forcing it to recalibrate its actions.
Arvalis pushes past the lizard mage, jumping out from the corner. He draws a bead on one of the bots, squeezes the trigger, and blasts a hole clean through a few vital components. The skelebot falls to the ground, lifeless. He ducks back behind the wall, hoping to avoid counterattack. He calls back behind him. "We got about a dozen CS skelebots out here plugging civvies! The hell is going on?!"

"Someone pissed in the CSs cereal. And they are striking Kingsdale in an effort to knock over our block tower. Metaphorically speaking of course."

Danny · Post by **Danny** » Sun Jan 13, 2019 3:37 pm

No transmitter. Better just take them out as fast as possible.
Quietly over the comms Danny radios his findings about the van and driver still inside, ”No transmitter on the van. Maybe with Kingsdale wireless communication system no transmitter would be needed. The driver of the van is still inside. Can anyone get to him?”

Danny looks through his targeting reticule. One, skelebot in the entry way. ” Targeting, the bot at the door. His armors sensors brought up data about distance, wind sheer, gravatational and magnetic forces. The Gracklegrins slightly, With this set up I could hit a flea off of Lance.

To the mud man below Danny whispers, ” If your not going to help your master keep an eye on my back.”

Shooting 18, 22AP15 MD characters wounded by this are at an additional -2 to heal their wounds due to the depleted uranium shell's innovative tearing design.

Post by **Stoic** » Sun Jan 13, 2019 3:48 pm

To Danny's surprise, the comms are nothing but static. His aim is true and it hits the skelebot squarely, nearly shearing the metal man's spine in half. As the head hits the ground it sparks for a split second before exploding, causing a few passing escapees to jump in surprise.

Tim Gates · Post by **Tim Gates** » Wed Jan 16, 2019 11:15 pm

Tim spins around and blinks as the haze that had been obscuring his mind clears.

"Ut oh." He says as he realizes the situation. He raises his arms and blue ley line energy bolts out of his hands. Two striking at the skelebot nearest him, and two at the next one.

Mega Bolt (7 PPE): 7, 9, 7, 4

Damage MD: 12, 24, 12, 15

Post by **Stoic** » Mon Jan 21, 2019 10:01 pm

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Post by **Stoic** » Mon Jan 28, 2019 8:28 pm

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The group charges into the fray. Arvalis shoots a skelebot directly in the head, causing it to topple to the ground. Sig and Tim each destroy one, a puff of smoke coming out of each of their metallic skulls before they even stop. A bolt of blue magical energy flies from Tim's fingertips, stunning one of the bots, another is hit by one of the Earth Elementals, but seems to be intact. The group notices that as they approach the metallic skeleton men they slash as them with a spring-loaded vibroblade. Something to keep in mind no doubt. Out of the corner of your eye, you see that Helga has ran over to her husband, who is holding an axe made entirely of magical energy, a faint blue glow in the shape of armor surrounds his person. He no longer seems drunk and is mostly helping people move out of the way as he jostles his way toward the Skelebots.

Of the eight remaining skelebots, half fire their grenade launchers into the crowd. They fire so recklessly that they even take out a couple of their own. Those with any experience with skelebots are very surprised at this, as they are supposedly programmed to be aware of each other and to avoid friendly fire. Surely you're mistaken, but you swear you hear them laughing with glee as they do so. The rest unload with their railguns, spraying the crowd, a few rounds hitting but not penetrating David Strong's unearthly armor.

Through his high powered scope, Danny sees the van that dropped off the Skelebots suddenly accelerate, doing a sharp turn as it speeds towards the exit.

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Lance · Post by **Lance** » Mon Jan 28, 2019 11:55 pm

Grenade Map

Lance snarls as the grenade goes off. His tabard blunts some of the shrapnel, but it still knocks the wind out of him.

Sig · Post by **Sig** » Tue Jan 29, 2019 5:20 am

Kingsdale
Evening
Round 1

The grenades launched out into the crowd. “Everyone get behind me!” Sig yelled, planting the bench he had picked up onto the floor as a shield against the blast of the grenade. The shrapnel spattered against the bench and his massive, enlarged form, ripping his rental tux, but otherwise he was just fine.

“Brah! You are totally paying for the rental fee on this monkey suit!” Sig growled.

Party Load

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Tue Jan 29, 2019 11:01 am

Doc's Mystery Location _

Post by **Stoic** » Thu Jan 31, 2019 4:22 pm

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Danny · Post by **Danny** » Thu Jan 31, 2019 5:31 pm

Ace of Diamond!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
General Thoughts: Shooting the engine of the vehicle speeding away!

Some time ago in Tolkeen during the war

A scar sized hole in the engine of the vehicle will do. Scars always rub me the wrong way ever since I met Fancy Fran...

The grackle still on his belly calls out to the nearby mudman, ” I am going to put a shot into that vehicle come down the way to the exit, get to it and make sure the driver is captured but not killed.” Can he even hear me without @Ulithrax being near?

True to his words the grackle breathes softly letting his tech sensors, skill, and rifle’s own balancing stabalizers line up a shot that could have hit the wings off a fly. KAAAABOOOMMMM! Right on the money!

Shooting 19, 26AP15 MD

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Fri Feb 01, 2019 4:53 pm

(From Square I 23)

Comm control failed. Doc drops the (EIF) electronic intereference field.

Still on his left knee, Doc slides out two Mega EMAs Electro-Magnetic Amplifiers and attaches one to each of his nickel-plated pistols.

Attaching EMAs _

Lance · Post by **Lance** » Sun Feb 03, 2019 11:58 pm

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Lance steps forward, his drill bit whirring viciously. He pulls up short out of reach of the skelebots' vibroblades, and then pistons the drill's extensible shaft--thrusting forward three times, rapidly, at the two bots in the enemy front ranks. While one of the bots only takes a glancing blow to the head, knocking it off-balance, the other takes a direct shot to the chest, opening it up like a pinata.

Meanwhile, Steed follows up behind the Skelebot horde, attempting another hoof-smash against the rear flank. Sadly, the blow, even if not countered by the fast-striking vibroblade, ends up striking ineffectually against the robot's metallic skull.

Post by **Stoic** » Mon Feb 04, 2019 8:40 am

First Strike vs. Steed
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Ulithrax · Post by **Ulithrax** » Wed Feb 06, 2019 10:22 pm

Arvalis shoots, he...does no damage

Arvalis ducks back out into the field of fire, the grenades not a deterrent to him. He picks the furthest skelebot he can see, one not engaged with Lance, and squeezes off a shot. The laser blast does little more than leave a minor scorch mark on the bot's frame. "Shit! Where's a rifle when you need it?!" He ducks back behind the wall, hoping more grenades don't find a closer mark. "Boss! Be careful!"

Post by **Stoic** » Sun Feb 17, 2019 8:38 pm

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The skelebot closest to steed steps towards the great mount, slashing at it with it's vibro blade. The brave mount nimbly dodges it, the blade passing within inches of the creature.

Another Skelebot unloads it's mini gun on the Earth Elemental in I20, striking it twice.

A third lobs a grenade into L15, doing 17 damage to a LBT.

Yet another fires a grenade directly at Helga exploding right in her face but somehow the majority of the blast is repelled by a magical suit of armor that hugs closely to her form.

The rest of the bots spray rail gun fire into the crowd, downing innocent's left and right.

Danny's shot is true and slices right through the electrical battery of the van like a hot knife through butter. The van lurches to a halt, black smoke pouring out of the hood as sparks flicker.

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Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Sun Feb 17, 2019 11:33 pm

Doc checks off auto fire and greandes as his back is against the wall. Catching @Sig's eyes he nods to give him the go ahead to unload "GrackleThunder" on the skelebots. While does all the munitions counts outload, he is counting wounded and fatalities silently in his head. He may need to break cover and see who he can help.

@Stoic
"This is Doc. If the casuality count gets too much higher, I will be going into save the wounded and the dieing. My first priority is to those without the capability to take care of themselves."

Ulithrax · Post by **Ulithrax** » Mon Feb 18, 2019 8:00 pm

Bolstering the Bulwark

The lizard mage's forte is not combat. He has others to do such things. He looks at the biggest warrior near him, points his wand, and casts Akhbar's Alacrity on Sig. In perfect American, he encourages the large one. "Go, now, and lay waste to those who oppose us! Make all haste!"

Heeding his master's need, Gorignak melds with the earth, speeding towards the country club.

Sig · Post by **Sig** » Tue Feb 19, 2019 3:51 am

Unshake 9

First Vibroknife 15, Raise damage 24, 3 Wounds

Second Vibroknife 5; Damage 24, 3 Wounds

First Ion Pistol 8; Raise, Damage 13, Shaken

Second Ion Pistol 8; Raise, Damage 14, Shaken

Kingsdale
Evening
Round 2

Sig grunted as he was peppered by a grenade, some shrapnel actually managing to stick in his thick hide. He shook it off and moved forward toward the skelebots, putting himself between them and Helga.

"This is Doc. If the casualty count gets too much higher, I will be going in to save the wounded and the dying. My first priority is to those without the capability to take care of themselves."

“Go ahead,” Sig told Doc. “Try an’ stay behind me if ya can, brah. An’ thanks,” Sig told Ulithrax as he felt the magic quicken his movements.

Quickness and Initiative

Sig charged right to the middle of the front of the skelebots, his vibroknife slashing and ion pistol flashing death to the mechs.

Party Load

Post by **Stoic** » Sun Mar 10, 2019 8:19 pm

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Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Sun Mar 10, 2019 9:00 pm

Doc followed Sig's lead. With Sig in position Doc holstered his pistols and dashed to where the big guy was. In his run he grabbed for a small glass dome covering a small plate and a glowing orb that hums and struggles to levitate from his grasp.

Once behind Sig he shakes the snowglobe and lets the orb levitate from his other hand.

Mass Healing, Success and Mass Succor, Malfunction _

The healing floats down as bubbles, light, blue, and trasnlucent. Each wounded citizen, member of he 24th, and Helen and her Husband each heal one wound.

Lance · Post by **Lance** » Sun Mar 10, 2019 9:23 pm

Fighting 16, 4 successes

Seeing an opening in the enemy lines, Lance howls in the anticipation of victory, and charges forward, his drill-bit lunging out whenever he can't reach a Skelebot right away, using the piston maneuver whenever it makes sense; underneath the drill's withering battering, the 'Bots fall like chaffe, their armor shredded by the drill, their frames battered by the hammering power of the lance's shaft.

Sig · Post by **Sig** » Mon Mar 11, 2019 1:22 am

Kingsdale
Evening
Round 3

Sig planted himself in the center of the room to provide cover for Doc as he healed everyone. When he emerged from behind his chaise-lounge shield, he stared at the utter destruction that had been left in the wake of the noble knight Lance. Not a single skelebot remained standing.

“Good boy, brah!” Sig chuckled in his deep bass voice. “Extra Scooby snacks for you tonight.”

Sig turned back to Helen. “Everyone alright?”

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Party Load

Ulithrax · Post by **Ulithrax** » Mon Mar 11, 2019 3:46 pm

Ulithrax combat support - 1 success

Arvalis combat support - 2 successes

Ulithrax stands back, out of the way, content to let his magics speed those better versed in combat. He enchants both Lance and Arvalis, in addition to Sig, to enhance their speed and violence of action. Arvalis is no stranger to the feeling of Ulithrax's magic affecting his abilities. It's a small taste of the promise of elven immortality, or so he thought. His vision sharpens as the world seems to slow around him. His shots find vital locations in the skelebots that Lance happened to miss.

Danny · Post by **Danny** » Mon Mar 11, 2019 4:03 pm

Shooting 8, with bonuses 15, 13 with called shot

You’re not getting away grub.

Danny rings out another shot from the gracklepack while aiming for the driver. Not to hit the poor misguided sap, but instead hitting a nearby metallic circular garbage can. Why the can? Good question and I am sure the escaping driver thought himself lucky until the can flipped end over end, tossing its refuse everywhere, eventually encapsulating the driver in its dirty hole.

Danny flexed briefly reminded of younger days and hit the comms, ” Driver captured, a few hundred feet from the gate inside a garbage can. Send the mud man in... I’ll keep my perch and watch over you. Danny out.”

Post by **Stoic** » Thu Mar 14, 2019 8:43 pm

As Sig asks if everyone is alright, he immediately discovers that no, they are not. The acrid stench of gunpowder hangs in the air, as the party surveys the damage. Blood and gore are everywhere, as scores of people are dead. The party's attention seems to converge at the same time as they see one of their own amongst the casualties, Johnny Jones lies still on the ground. Doc walls over and gingerly takes his vitals, shaking his head as he does so. Johnny is dead, killed by the pressure wave of one of the grenades, eerily still as if he is asleep.

Outside Gorginak eventually makes his way to the garbage can. His massive muddy mitt yanks the garbage can upright, and seizes its contents. It pulls the man out and brings it inside, to his master. Tim Gates gets a bad feeling as if he was in an elevator that suddenly drops. It's the man from the Panther Modern, the one Johnny said was responsible for the hack.

Helena is in control and barks a few commands to those who are capable of taking them. A perimeter is secured and she stands there, flaming sword in hand, anger causing the vein in her neck to throb with her pulse.

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Thu Mar 14, 2019 9:16 pm

Doc stands up from behind Sig as the smoke clears and Helena begins barking orders.

Walking back to the party tables, he begins yanking table cloths from the tables in a sight that would have impressed any magician or slight of hand artist. Handing the sheets to Sig, he pointed to several guests who would be bypassed in triage as they were dead, including Johnny Jones.

From there he begins assessing the wounded and then instructs the abled to look after the wounded.

As he passes Helena, she stops him by grabbing his arm, Doc shakes his head. There were alot of casualties. Doc continues to attend and treat as best as he could, realizing that his supplies were limited and time was against him.

Sig · Post by **Sig** » Fri Mar 15, 2019 4:55 am

Kingsdale
Evening
Round 0

Sig put his weapons away and dropped the chaise-lounge, now peppered with grenade shrapnel. He took the tablecloths from Doc and nodded. “Let me know if you need any help, brah,” he said. “I know a bit of first aid.”

Sig started moving to the still bodies, checking vitals and making sure they were dead before covering them with a cloth.

Party Load

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Fri Mar 15, 2019 12:24 pm

Sig wrote: ↑Fri Mar 15, 2019 4:55 am Kingsdale
Evening
Round 0

Sig put his weapons away and dropped the chaise-lounge, now peppered with grenade shrapnel. He took the tablecloths from Doc and nodded. “Let me know if you need any help, brah,” he said. “I know a bit of first aid.”

Sig started moving to the still bodies, checking vitals and making sure they were dead before covering them with a cloth.

Party Load
Vibroknife
NG-L59 Ion Pistol w/o grenade launcher
Titan Belt

Doc looks at Sig with a very depressed look (hard to do as DNorr) and nods his acceptanced motions oseho could use @Sig's ssistance and returns ck to Triage and dentifying everyone.

He has by now pulled out his holoviewer and is dictating notes for everyone he comes across and everyone he triages. The sightare horrid and gruesome and far more grissly than those in the sewars just days ago.

Lance · Post by **Lance** » Sun Mar 17, 2019 8:35 pm

When they realize Johnny is among the dead, Lance tips his head back and howls in rage. When the fit passes, he looks down at the dead comrade, nodding. "We shall find those who were responsible for this outrage, and we shall make them pay a thousandfold. This I so vow, my friend."

Then he looks about, almost a bit lost, for a moment as he tries to process the larger scene--with no threat to fight, and none of his other skills seeming useful, he and Steed both act as beasts of burden, hauling debris and rubble away where necessary, or carrying those fit to be moved, who cannot yet move under their own power, to wherever Doc directs him....

That is, until Gorgniak brings in the driver. Baring his teeth in a vicious snarl, he starts towards the man, drill blade spinning in a high-pitched whine. The man avoids being disemboweled right at that moment only because of the intervention of his own team, or perhaps Helga.

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Sig · Post by **Sig** » Mon Mar 18, 2019 12:40 am

Kingsdale
Evening
Round 0

“Lance!” Sig barked. “Heel, brah!” The big grackle intervened, catching the drill bit arm in a powerful grip and stopping it, struggling against the armored dog boy. “We need to ask him some questions. Then he is Helga’s to deal with. And I would not wish that on my worst enemy.”

Party Load

Danny · Post by **Danny** » Tue Mar 19, 2019 8:29 am

Its never over, it was just beggining...

Danny survey’s the field of battle through his view finder. His heart was pounding and brow clamy. The War had taken his toll on the grackletooth in more than one way. Visions of people he had killed CS and Tolkeen’s wizards gone rouge still haunted him whenever he brought out the gracklepack. Maybe that’s why towards the end he signed up for the photo shoot. Prancing around flexing those biceps wearing nothing but a papaya hammock certainly beat killing and stealing people’s lives. Get a hold of yourself Danny... The 8 foot three and 534 pound specimen’s thoughts trail off as he catches sight of Doc in his view finder bringing him up close and personal with something that he had not seen since the war, and when he did see it, only bad things happened... A mutant D’Norr just like the ones that took control of my mind and made me kill... I didn’t want to kill that bus full of chil—-

Danny grabs his chest for just a moment but the panic subsides and he breathes out a sigh of relief. Doc might be one of them mutant D’Norrs but he was sure as shit not responsible for turning Danny into a mind slave that fucked people over during what was called the sorcerers revenge.

The moment passes and Danny settles down to looking for more trouble thinking the next shoe was just about to drop.
Over the comms he grunts, ”Val... Mudman is bringing in the person who was ferried in all those skelebots... Be nice to him and give him some tea and crumpets hopefully that will put him in the talking mood.”

Cuts me hard not to be able to help all those poor folks. But best I can do is make sure nothing else happens unexpectedly. Maybe call emergency services.

Danny opens his comms up to the emergency service frequency, ” This is Danny. I am at the Redharbor Country Club. There has been a bombing. Civiliians down. I repeat civilians down.”

Danny gets a response immidiately. A calm cool and collected voice with a slight purr, ” Meow... Daniel T. Striker as I live and breathe. Emergency responders on their way. But you owe me another shoot eh? Or perhaps somethig even more tawdry.”

Frack me. Michael Dupree the only cat I know whose fur is more slick than a grackle’s scale. Danny shakes his head trying to keep focused. He grunts, ” Thanks Mike. Just get them here fast and save some lives. Doc Olliday is on the scene, have them coordinate with him...”

The cat purrs again over the comm, ” Meow Daniel. And the something Tawdry?”

Danny’s eyes grow small as he thinks a half a sec. Last time he saw Michael Dupree was at the after party celebrating the photo shoot to end the war. The lonestar creation had put Danny up to acting as his assistant during his clown act during the party. I fracking hate clowns...

The grackletooth grunts determined to make sure as many lives could be saved, ” Whatever Mike. If your folks can save some lives I’ll owe you. Jut have them get here fast.”

Adventure Card

Fear Check, -2+2: [dice:3bbizptb]50450:0[/dice:3bbizptb] wild [dice:3bbizptb]50450:1[/dice:3bbizptb]

Ulithrax · Post by **Ulithrax** » Tue Mar 19, 2019 8:51 pm

Ulithrax

Ulithrax stands tall in front of Arvalis, surveying the destruction. He shakes his head. "What purpose could this assault have served? Was this a random attack simply to ignite tensions, or was there a specific target hidden amongst the shroud of devastation?" He muses to himself until Gorignak digs a new friend out of the garbage can. He beckons Gorignak forward with his catch. His linguistic enchantment still active, he speaks to the garbage dweller with a wave of the Wand of Domination. "I wish to know something. Everything, in fact, regarding this night. You will tell me." As he probes the mind of the hacker, his eyes narrow as he observes the magical energies in the area, and specifically, what may be active on the man in front of him.
Arvalis gets his own look at the death toll. His eyes rest on Johnny Jones. He grits his teeth, mutters a curse under his breath, then moves to help Doc and Sig find the living among the bodies.

Post by **Stoic** » Wed Mar 20, 2019 7:07 pm

Doc's quick thinking and medical knowledge saves half a dozen lives easily. Unfortunately the chaotic scene reveals to our heroes that scores are dead, easily 40, maybe as many as 70. Gorginak brings in the disheveled driver and just as Lance is about to turn him into a shish kabab, Sig intervenes. Ulitrhax seizes control of the man's conscious mind, but discovers there is another rider already there, that he has pushed out. interesting... the lizard mage thinks. He opens his senses to the arcane and discovers...nothing, not a thing about the man indicates there is any inordinate amount of magical energy to him, less than average in fact as up close he appears to have several cybernetic implants disrupting the flow of his chi. Doc comes over to him and notes that one of the implants, a Subject Matter Skill Port, is so new that it hasn't even healed yet. As gorginak holds the man in his iron grip Doc examines the implant more closely and roughly pops the chip it. He is a bit taken aback. He has never seen such technology before, it's easily years beyond current levels of technology, some sort of Supertech. Helga continues to bark out orders, giving the group some time to do their own investigation to piece together what exactly happened.

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Lance · Post by **Lance** » Wed Mar 20, 2019 9:02 pm

Tracking 5

Lance stands down when ordered to do so, snarling briefly, until someone explains that the man was under control of another. He immediately switches mood, going over and sniffing at the driver, and then going out to the van, attempting to catch the scent of whoever got close enough to bind the man's will. After all, given the length that such powers last, the controller most likely rode in the van until they got close enough he could be confident it would last through the battle. He also compares mentally any scents he catches with those they've encountered during previously.

Ulithrax · Post by **Ulithrax** » Wed Mar 20, 2019 9:08 pm

Ulithrax - 2 successes

Arvalis - crit fail

Ulithrax reaches out to several contacts made since his arrival in Kingsdale, inquiring about any information they might have on the attack, the people behind it, or the purpose for it.
Arvalis takes to searching the dark web, but a trojan horse virus infects not only his computer, but somehow manages to get into his skill chip, corrupting it.

Sig · Post by **Sig** » Thu Mar 21, 2019 12:36 am

K. Electronics 10

Kingsdale
Evening
Round 0

Sig went out to the van with Lance. “Why is the Coalition messing with Kingsdale?” he wondered. “Don’t they have enough of their plate after annexing Whykin?”

Sig yanked open the door of the van and reached inside, pulling out the internal GPS unit to see if he could get information on where it had been recently.

Party Load

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Thu Mar 21, 2019 6:39 am

Doc is holding the chip he just de-slotted from a mind controlled hacker.

Weird Science, 2 Successes _

Doc sits on the floor cross legged, pulls out his laptop, "Harvey 3", and plugs in the holoviewer. With the laptop and holoviewer on the floor and powered up, Doc sets the chip on the holoviewer and loads up a virtual simulator.

With the details from the cyber cafe hacker, specifically where the skill port was installed and wired and his other features, Doc recreates a 3D virtual image of the hacker. Once assured that the image is accurate, Doc takes the chip from the viewer where he has scanned its metrics and analytics. Carefully, Doc takes the chip and slots it into the 3D holographic model.

Harvey 3 begins chunking data packets and scans into compartments and folders. A few minutes perusing the data and Doc looks up.

"I thought this might be one of those simware chips, known as BTLs - Better Than Life. The BTLs create a virtual world for the user that they never leave and their bodies die from malnourishment, dehydration, and overall body atrophy."

"This is not one of those."

Doc studies the information further and Harvey 3 begins running a im program as if the holovid hacker were an actually functioning human. The chip very indesceetly begins to hum at a very very low harmonics level. "Amazing. Sub Cortex Hypnosis."

The simulation continues running, and Doc notes a radio wave spike or transmit, "Damn this chipware has some range. Hard to triangulate how far its reach is or how far it could be reached from."

"This is a freaking parasitic piggy back chip."

Doc punches in a few keys on Harvey 3 and sim shuts down, the chip falls onto the blank dark face of the Holovid and Doc disconnects the holovid from Harvey 3 and stows everything away except the chip.

Doc stands up and heads over to Helga. Waiting until she ackowledges him, "What do you want done with this?" Doc holds the chip in the palm of his hand out toward hHelga.

Danny · Post by **Danny** » Fri Mar 22, 2019 3:50 pm

Danny heads down to the gate house and pokes his head arround where it does not belong. I got to wonder exactly how these jokers go approved to go into the club. A white van doesn’t seem a likely vehicle to just be approved in on a whim.

He doesn’t go alone of course. His grackle pack is carefully held in his tail just in case he needs to put a hole inside something squishy.

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Lance · Post by **Lance** » Fri Mar 22, 2019 5:35 pm

Lance chuffs at Sig. "Coalition is like a feral pack; they mark as much territory as they think they can handle, even if it's way more than they actually need."

Post by **Stoic** » Mon Apr 01, 2019 9:34 pm

The aftermath is mostly a chaotic scene. People rushing to and fro, blood and body parts everywhere. Helga is busy to the point of distraction, she asks Doc to hold onto the chip for now and to study it as best he can as the city's resources are strained to the breaking point currently. She will call him when she is ready to have someone pick the chip up, but as time is of the essence she's fine with breaching the chain of evidence.

Her husband, David Strong whisks the group away to a room as soon as he can do so. He heaps praise on them all for protecting his patrons and ending the mechanized threat. He seems to be entirely sober now, in spite of the fact that he slides each of you an envelope with a secured cred stick in the amount of 100,000 each. Any attempt to turn it down is met with a polite yet firm refusal on David's part.

Danny absolutely terrifies the young kid at the guards tower, with his Rifle swinging to and fro. The man informs him that they had a work order, which he does not have, and Danny gets the idea that he is telling the truth, and he may have wet his pants.

The police take custody of the hacker that Gorginak caught, but Helga makes sure the party has time to interrogate him briefly before he is taken away. Whatever means the group uses on him fails to provide any evidence than he is anything more than an unwilling participant forced into this via the chip that Doc has.

Speaking of the chip, something about it bothers Doc. He felt like he missed something and that feeling bothers him so much that he pulls the chip out again to reexamine it. There it is. In tiny engraving on the bottom of the chip are the worlds "Help Me".

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Lance · Post by **Lance** » Mon Apr 01, 2019 9:39 pm

Lance takes the 100K Credit chip happily and with grateful thanks; he then promptly goes out and buys a brand new polymer shield and Crusader Armor from the local C&S outlet (while getting some cosmetic repairs to his Tabard). Doing some light sparring, the others find that he is remarkably adept at knocking an incoming attack aside with the shield and using that to create an opening to tag someone with the drill bit (during sparring matches, he wraps the tip and coats it in chalk-dust to be able to mark 'hits' without causing injury).

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Tue Apr 02, 2019 12:25 pm

Doc absent-mindedly accepts the envelope. Without looking into it he slides the envelope into a pocket on his duster. His mind is drawn to the previous engagement. "Someone mentioned barriers and barricades."

Searching through his computer's data base he finds the reference and even some notes on construction. "Great. something to tinker with. A bit of craft glue, nah.

In the middle of the thought of constructing his next Gizmo, Doc decides to look at the chip from the hacker. Pulling it out of a secure container in his duster, as Helga told him to keep it, he begins another inspection.

Stoic wrote: ↑Mon Apr 01, 2019 9:34 pm The police take custody of the hacker that Gorginak caught, but Helga makes sure the party has time to interrogate him briefly before he is taken away. Whatever means the group uses on him fails to provide any evidence than he is anything more than an unwilling participant forced into this via the chip that Doc has.

Speaking of the chip, something about it bothers Doc. He felt like he missed something and that feeling bothers him so much that he pulls the chip out again to reexamine it. There it is. In tiny engraving on the bottom of the chip are the worlds "Help Me".

When he finds the engraving on the chip, his previous thoughts on the construction of a barrier gizmo get shelved.

Taking a picture of the engraving. He pulls out his tablet and proceeds to have thehacker right out a series of sentences and paragraphs where he can get a full analysis of the Hacker's handwriting. Doc decides to check a couple of audio-visual deatails.

Doc asks him straight out, "How can I help you?"

Investigation 15 _

Sig · Post by **Sig** » Wed Apr 03, 2019 4:11 am

Kingsdale
Evening
Round 0

Sig graciously accepted the gift from David Strong. He didn’t have anything in particular he needed right now, but he didn’t doubt he would need to buy more rockets or grenades before this caper was up. He headed back to the team’s base and changed out of his monkey suit into his more comfortable board shorts and tropical shirt, plopping down in front of the television to watch the latest episode of Into the Flames while he pondered the case a bit.

Danny · Post by **Danny** » Wed Apr 03, 2019 6:32 am

W in work order
” Thanks gatey maty, sorry about the scare. Dangerous times and all that.”
Danny heads over to the Van in search of this mysterious work order the smelly gate gaurd mentioned. I love vans. Once their he pokes his head ginergly in and looks arround for it.

Notice: [dice:116lm655]51320:0[/dice:116lm655] wild [dice:116lm655]51320:1[/dice:116lm655]

Post by **Stoic** » Mon Apr 08, 2019 7:07 pm

In spite of his efforts, Doc is unable to get anything out of the hacker. He legitimately seems to have no recollection of what happened. The hand writing is hard to determine as the words "Help Me" are very small and in block printing. As Doc examines the mans cybernetics a bit more, he realizes that they were modified by a man named Gammon, a Cyber-Doc that does brilliant work, but mostly does cybernetics to pay for his true passion, giving elaborate tattoos.

Danny hops in the van and after looking around for a minute or so, finds a piece of paper in the glove box. It's a work order, to fix the air conditioning in the country club. A quick investigation will show that the address and business name are both fakes. The paper looks legit enough to fool a security guard, but obviously doesn't hold up to even the most casual investigation.

The group checks in with Helga before leaving, and she asks that they give her a video call tomorrow morning. Again she stresses that they watch the video, and Doc checks through Johnny Jone's pockets and finds the video chip.

Back at the warehouse everyone does whatever it is they do to de stress. After which, Doc calls the group together so that they can all view the video at once.

The Video

The top has words that say "Recovered video feed from Sargeant John Less."

You see the interior of some sort of vehicle. It's very bare as far as ameneties, and there are two humans and half a dozen Fennodi with hand cuffs on, and a chain attaching the hand cuffs to a heavy bolt on the floor in front of each of them. You realize that you are seeing the video from a cybernetic eye, as you see the occasional blip of the words "recording" in the upper right corner. A gruff business like voice, which seems to be coming from the person videoing the scene speaks. When he does the words "Comm Channel 482" displays on the bottom of the screen.

"This is reaver, we have the subject."

The camera looks at a disheveled looking man in his early 40's. He has long greasy hair and looks like he could use a bath. He is wearing dark clothing, with mystical symbols sewn onto the fabric.

"Heading back to the rendevous point, ETA is 40-"

His words are cut off at the cabin shakes violently. Another comm channel lights up on the bottom of the screen and a panicked voice screams "Sgt, we are under attack, repeat, we are under attack! They came out of nowhere and they have"

The words abruptly stop. The person videoing sprints over to a locked gun safe, punches in a key and pulls out a Firebreather rifle. Suddenly there is a heavy smashing noise and he looks at the door which is being hit by something heavy. A moment later the door is punctured and a large furry hand reaches in and hits the emergency latch. A ten foot tall beast wearing combat mage armor squeezes in, a wicked grin on his face. The video shows the rift swinging up, but the beast looks at the videographer and whispers a few words that the recording equipment doesn't quite catch. The gun freezes in place and the beast laughs darkly. It looks behind itself and mutters gruffly "He's here." he pauses as if listening. "I'll take care of it, finish the others off." You now see that he is holding a long handled sledge type hammer. It is dark gray and has runes carved into it. He lifts it and it glows a deep red color. The hammer swings and shatters the chains on the greasy haired man, who doesn't even flinch. The greasy haired man stands up, rubbing his wrists where the cuffs are still on. The greasy haired man turns to the video eye and you see his own eyes are glowing with a eerie green light. He nods and the Rakasasha lifts the hammer and swings it down on the person with the video eye, they collapse to the floor and the video feed starts to flicker. A moment later you hear a crunch and the camera goes out entirely. You hear a voice, which must be the greasy haired man because it sounds rather nasally and high pitched, the complete opposite of the Rakasasha's gruff deep rumble. "Good work my friend. I've made contact, Wro'etth has assumed god head form. Our work is almost complete. Kill them."

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Lance · Post by **Lance** » Mon Apr 08, 2019 9:48 pm

Streetwise 9

After watching the video, Lance goes out and mingles with the local dogboy community again. This time, he steers the conversations around to find Dogboys with friends still on the CS side of thing, seeing if he can find anyone who knows about the fate of Sgt. John Less, in particular about the prisoners he was transporting on his last mission. Of course, this entails a lot of late-night discussion, meaning the canine knight only comes back in the wee hours of the morning, promptly going to sleep after writing down what he'd learned for the others to continue their own investigations.

Sig · Post by **Sig** » Wed Apr 10, 2019 12:12 am

Streetwise 6

Kingsdale
Evening
Round 0

Sig sat down with the others to watch the video, munching on a bowl of strawberries in his tropical shirt and shorts.

“Well ain’t that interesting, brahs,” the grackletooth murmured. “Definitely looks like it might be Fed work,” he mused. “Lotsa magic.” That wasn’t something Sig knew a lot about. Grackletooths weren’t magically gifted.

Since Lance had the Coalition angle covered with his dog boy friends, Sig decided to try and track down this Gammon, the cyber-dock tattoo artist who did the work on the brainwashed hacker’s cyber, another thing Sig knew little of because grackletooths couldn’t handle cybernetics.

Clues

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Wed Apr 10, 2019 8:40 pm

Investigation 7 _

Doc copies some of the video still frames.

Enhance 224 to 176. Enhance, stop. Move in, stop. Pull out, track right, stop. Center in, pull back. Stop. Track 45 right. Stop. Center and stop. Enhance 34 to 36. Pan right and pull back. Stop. Enhance 34 to 46. Pull back. Wait a minute, go right, stop. Enhance 57 to 19. Track 45 left. Stop. Enhance 15 to 23. Give me a hard copy right there.

He studies the reflection that shows in some of the stills. Looking closely he gets a visual of the face of the Sgt. Magnifying and moving the picture, Doc is able to narrow in on asegment of the cornea, where the actual lens of the recording camera is. There he is able to identify the serial number of the implanted cyber eye/camera. And he curses.

Using I know A Guy.

Running the numbers against a serial database by manufacturer, Doc finds the camera in question. Doc looks at the name of the tech who purchased it.

Gammon. G from the Freshly Inked Tat parlor

"Seems we have a couple of cyber installs to check on with Gammon."

Post by **Stoic** » Sun Apr 14, 2019 12:13 pm

Lance

Doc and Sig

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Sun Apr 14, 2019 2:13 pm

Stoic wrote: ↑Sun Apr 14, 2019 12:13 pm Doc and Sig make their way over to the chop shop where Doc is greetly warmly as an old friend. They bull shit for a while, and then Doc brings up the cyberware. Gammon immediately recognizes the work as his own ("only I could do something of such quality" he boasts) but as far as the chip goes, he has no idea. He thinks for a bit on it and then a frown spreads across his face. He tells you there used to be a cybershop in town where a very gifted Trimadore alien named Roger was probably capable of such a thing, but according to Gannon, Roger isn't the type to get mixed up with some evil cult. He hasn't been seen for about six months or so, he just up and disappeared one day, probably moving on to greener pastures.

Doc is glad for the time to reconnect with Gannon. With his consierge business, he does not always have time to check back in with good people like Gannon. Since installing Cyber on oneself is nearly impossible, Gannon is Doc's connection when it comes to to tinkering, fixing, and upgrading his current effects. He even has one of Gannon's tats on his rib cage on the right side. Pratical joke between Gannon and Doc, as that is what Gannon referes to Doc's consierge business.

Doc gets an address and a description of Roger, the Trimadore. Gives his pal a good solid hug and asks him to keep him posted if anything strange comes his way. Doc pats @Sig on the shoulder and nods to the front of the Tat parlor, hinting that it is time to go.

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Lance · Post by **Lance** » Sun Apr 14, 2019 7:13 pm

Lance commiserates with Dougy for a bit about the horror of it all, and mentions that if Dougy's contacts could tell him more about the prisoners who were on that transport, Lance would be happy to make it worth his while. "Mayhap, an opportunity for justice may arriveth, even at this late date." He gives a brief, meaningful whirr of the drill-bit when he says this. With that, he gives his contact info to Dougy and heads home to share what he's learned so far with the others.

Danny · Post by **Danny** » Mon Apr 15, 2019 12:09 pm

It’s a long night for Danny. After watching the video he his the books on arcana in the local kingsdale library. Sadly the seats, keyboards, books, and entrance into the stacks were not made for him. Fortunately the librarian a misty eyed thirty something teenie bopper wannabe was clued into the Twadry and Team photo shoot and gave Danny an exclusive Grackle friendly tour. Of course all she could ask about was the human often in the photos, Smith something or other but it did not mind Danny too much. He had Smith’s last known mailing address and invited her to send him any kind of fan mail she would like.

” Like I was saying, just forward anything to that address via special courier and he’ll be super excited to get it. So these are the arcane books eh? Seems to be quite a collection let me take a look for a bit eh?”

The Librarian pulled out the big chair for Danny and he went to reading answering the occasional question about the photo shoot, ” Oh Smith? Yeah he was a beautiful man. Something really sparkles when he ripped off his shirt. Oh would he like shirts? Sure don’t see why not. Send him a bunch.”

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Once doc called over the radio Danny probably had what he needed and headed to the Bar signing of course the chics copy of the issue number 7.

Sig · Post by **Sig** » Thu Apr 18, 2019 2:57 am

Kingsdale
Evening
Round 0

Since Doc seemed to know this Gammon guy, Sig let him handle the talking. The big grackle hung back, trying not to loom too much. When they had what they needed, Sig followed Doc back out onto the street.

“So now a missing trimadore cyber-doc,” Sig rumbled. “This just keeps gettin’ deeper an’ deeper, brah.”

Sig waved down a passing taxi for them to head over to Roger’s place.

Post by **Stoic** » Thu Apr 18, 2019 7:36 pm

Lance

Doc and Sig

Danny

The next day the group meets with Helga as planned. Even though she appears to have been up all night (wearing the same clothes) not a hair is out of place, and she looks envigorated. "Thank you for coming. Have you made any progress?" After listening to the groups report, she nods, thoughtfully. She pulls out a piece of paper with an address scrawled on it. "I made an appointment for you at the Monolith. It's in 2 hours, but, you should leave now." She thanks you again, then politely makes it clear that she has other spinning plates to attend to.

You find it curious that she would suggest you allot 2 hours, as the place is within the city itself. Still you leave just to humor her. Sure enough, it takes you forever to find the place. You keep making wrong turns, driving in the wrong direction...it must have been from all your late night activities. Almost exactly at the time of the meeting, you see it. Right by the Merchant's square, it's a bit 40 ft tall building, that appears to be carved out of a single piece of smooth black glass. You park and make your way to what appears to be the entrance. Standing in front of it is a tall stone statue. Danny recognizes it as the god Anubis. As you go to knock, you hear the scraping sound of stone as the statue turns. "Greetings. You may enter."

The door slides open and you walk in to find yourself in a blazing hot desert. You look behind you, but the door has already vanished. In the distance on a sand dune you see a woman, sitting in the lotus position. She is wearing a simple gray robe and has her eyes closed in deep contemplation. You head her way and as soon as you get by her, her eyes open. They look half asleep, but she has a warm smile. She does not stand up, but does politely gesture for each of you to sit.
"My name is Lyanna. I am told that you are to assist Ms. Helga in the matter that plagues the city.... her voice is soft, and quiet but you still manage to hear every word. You then realize that she never once opened her lips.

"You must go West...the town of Largo..." She frowns, furrowing her brow. "I can not see it...but this is a place of great danger. Your answers are there."[/b} she smiles again and vanishes, in a puff of sand. You look back and the door is there again, suspended in mid-air.

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Lance · Post by **Lance** » Thu Apr 18, 2019 7:51 pm

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After Lance gets back from the late night with Dougy, he falls into a deep sleep, and dreams of a great jousting tournament, with knights from all the lands coming to compete--many of them quite strange in manner and appearance. Lance and his lance win bout after bout, and after each, the losing knight graces him with a token. Taking the token lets Lance speak in the native language of the giver! By the end of the tourney, he has half a dozen such tokens pinned to his sash. When he awakens, he remembers all of the languages he has learned....

He smiles as he opens the letter, and informs all the others about this Crimson Moon cult. "Clearly, that is the source of this madness."

Lance will compare the scents of whatever items are brought to him to examine, both to lock in Roger's scent, and to make sure that the blood belonged to the man.

Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Thu Apr 18, 2019 8:25 pm

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Doc collcts the various blood samples, realizing that between himself and Lance they can quite possibly identify most of the untoward and unseemly events that might have occured to Roger. He hands some gloves and a couple of evidence bags and has Sig collect things like tools and writing utensils. He also lifts fingerprints from several dozen surfaces. This takes a good portion of the early morning.

MacGyvering a couple of UltraViolet Lights, he has Sig and Danny scan for any more blood drops in a 20 foot direction as well as vehicle treads and foot prints.

Once the evidence is gathered, Doc closes the storage unit, making sure that his photo documenting did not miss anything. Closing the door, Doc locks the storage unit with a lock of his own design.

They rouse the manager once more before leaving. Doc looks closely at the manager's clothing, this time finding a name badge "Lucas". "Lucas. Sorry for waking you up a few hours ago. Mr Roger asked us to check on his personal property and makes sure that security was doing its very best to protect his interests here."

"Before we go, would you please verify the contact number you have for Mr. Roger."

After getting that information from Lucas, Doc tells Lucas one more piece of information. "As part of Mr. Roger's Neighborhood security interests, he has changed his number to," Doc gives a number that will dial the HQs mainframe and then route that call to his personal cellular device. "Please make sure you report anyone who may come asking after Mr. Roger or his interests."

He leaves @Sig to call a taxi and hands @Danny his cell. "We should be getting a call shortly. Talk normally and just ask after people inquiring after Roger or asking about the storage unit. Thank him and encourage him to call should anything to change."

Sig · Post by **Sig** » Wed Apr 24, 2019 3:21 am

Education 14

Kingsdale
Morning
Round 0

Roger proved to be much of a dead end, so Sig and Doc headed back to the warehouse base. It was late, and they had an early meeting with Helga tomorrow.

Sig wasn’t sure how Helga was still immaculate, given she was in the same dress as last night. He was still chugging down gallons of coffee to wake up. If he didn’t stop soon, his hands would shake too much to aim.

“What’s the Monolith?” Sig asked as they geared up to go.

Sig drove around town, cursing every time he seemed to take a wrong turn. “Where is this bloody place?” Finally, when it looked like they would be late, Sig turned a corner and there it was, just where they had been told it would be. “Prosek’s ball sack,” the grackle murmured.

They got out and entered the place, only to find a cryptic woman named Lyanna in the middle of a desert. “Ugh. Magic,” Sig muttered. “Where is this Largo, and why is it so dangerous?” he asked as they left the desert again.

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Danny · Post by **Danny** » Wed Apr 24, 2019 9:08 am

Danny and demons were a thing that did not mix well. His time fighting for Tolkeen taught him a few things anout their ill and none of them pleasant. Ever the crack pot conspiracy theorist he blurts out at the meeting with helga, ”Wro'etth is involved if my hunch is right. Something caught my eye about he needs to be brought back that fits nicely into this puzzle we are players in. Dissent, death... Although Wro'etth will need a large sacrifice say a small town.”

Later on at the Monolith it just did not make any sense. He felt the old feeling of dread creeping up his spine, fortunately the task at hand and his training kept him in it to win it. After some soft flute playing he did not even flinch at the disappearing act.
” Tarin’s tits... I love prophecies and innuendo that doesn't Make sense. Let’s head to Lago before shit goes from sour to putrid.”

He muses that it could have been worse. At least we are not going to Shamlin. Danny strikes out heading to the city with one name: Largo.

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Post by **Stoic** » Wed Apr 24, 2019 6:28 pm

The Storage facility owner nods to Doc, taking down the number.

The group gears up and heads West to the town of Largo. The land that way is quite flat, with green fields and slight hills that seem to go on forever. After a couple of hours, they see a large sign with the word "Largo" which is crudely crossed out, and the word "Serenity" is written underneath it. The town seems to be a small sprinkling of buildings, the largest being a two story structure, painted red with the words "Gumbo's General Store" in neat white block lettering. Outside of the town are a couple dozen fields set up for farming, each with a nice little farmhouse on it. As you get into town, a large sweaty man shoved into a immaculate white suit topped off with a white panama hat with a black band comes out of the general store to greet you.

He tips his hat and speaks in a heavy southern drawl as beads of sweat pop out on his forehead. "Well, hullo they ah, I'm Lenny Gumbo, the Mayor here in Serenity, pleased ta meet ya." he pulls a dingy yellow handerchief out of his pants pocket, it has a tiny red moon monogram.
"Now uh, what happens ta bring you good folk here to Serenity? Anything I can hep ya with?" His brow furrows, catching a few beads of sweat in the crease. "Pardon my manners, might I offer you a drink? Jenny... JENNNYYY" a few moments later a cute little girl wearing a flower patterned dress comes out of the general store with a tray of glasses of lemonade. Lenny grabs one and pulls a hip flask out of his pocket, splashing a good amount of an amber liquid in.
"Are ya lookin ta buy somethin?"

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Doc Olliday · Post by **Doc Olliday** » Wed Apr 24, 2019 9:05 pm

As the crew rides into Largo, I mean Serenity, Doc reflects on Danny's statement about a small town.

Danny wrote: ↑Wed Apr 24, 2019 9:08 am Danny and demons were a thing that did not mix well. His time fighting for Tolkeen taught him a few things anout their ill and none of them pleasant. Ever the crack pot conspiracy theorist he blurts out at the meeting with helga, ”Wro'etth is involved if my hunch is right. Something caught my eye about he needs to be brought back that fits nicely into this puzzle we are players in. Dissent, death... Although Wro'etth will need a large sacrifice say a small town.”

Doc looks to @Danny as the fat man sings on about Serenity.

"This fit your conjecture?"

Doc gets down from the Troop Transport that they rode in on, because anything large enough for two Grackletooths to ride in would certainly carry a dozen D'Norr, easily.

Approaching the human polywog, Doc sticks out his hand, "Lenny, a pleasure to meetchya. Real quaint place you got here. Why the name change?"

At the mention of the name change, Doc gestures to the sign in the distance for the town.

As Lenny looks in the direction of where Doc points,Doc pulls down on the brim of his hat, as if to shield his eyes, thereby activating his Oakley Flight Deck Prizm Goggles (Detect Arcana).

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Lance · Post by **Lance** » Wed Apr 24, 2019 9:35 pm

Lance rides ahead of the transport on Steed, with his weapons slung over the cybernetic horse's flanks (other than, of course, his eponymous drill, which is currently retracted to its least offensive position.

When they get to Largo/Serenity, he nods to the fat man who greets them with a cheerful doggy grin. "Hail, and well-met! My companion speaketh the truth--this is a lovely town." At the inquiry about purchases, the Dog-boy considers. "Hath thou any 'Scooby Snacks'? I have heardeth that they are considered a delicacy for which one might even brave the streets of Madhaven."

Sig · Post by **Sig** » Thu Apr 25, 2019 12:50 am

Largo
Morning
Round 0

Sig drove the transport out to Largo -- now called Serenity, apparently. He parks in front of Gumbo’s General Store and gets out with the others.

“Passin’ on through. This looked like a good place ta stop,” Sig said. “Seems a quiet town.” Where was everyone else?

“Thank you, little miss,” Sig said to Jenny politely as he took a lemonade and sipped the cool, fresh liquid. Driving was thirsty work.

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