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Post by cxone on Dec 3, 2006 6:08:56 GMT -5
OCC not me . haven't heard a thing from them
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Post by scawire3pt0 on Dec 3, 2006 16:01:38 GMT -5
(OOC: On shasta's profile it says they haven't loged in since Nov 30, so there is a chance they don't know the run has started I did PM him that the run had started and where to find it. :Gunter I never knew he was in the run, you can look at his Profile by clicking on his username to see when he was last logged in then PM him on there where the run is taking place.)
"Password, What? What do you mean Password, My email said nothing about a Password. Just place and time." Tanks says as his eye begins to twich thinking that he must of missed something.
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Post by shasta on Dec 3, 2006 20:10:51 GMT -5
OOC; Sorry I'm late, fellas, was offline for the weekend.
Tiny stood, stretching his cramped muscles. His first real job, and he wanted to do things right. Lately, he'd taken to reading special ops fiction from the late 20th century. A bit dated, but the principles were still sound, they simply had to be updated for technology and magic. The author was ex-SAS; a good source, since according to the history books, they had been the top special forces unit in the world.
So, on an RV, he'd shown up early, and had been observing from a distance. The cheap binoculars he's purchased would have to be abandoned in the alleyway he had been crouching in, but they were mostly useless anyway. He hadn't made out any detail by this point, Just three approaching the building. A troll first, who disappeared around the side of the building. An ork, who went straight round the side after the troll, and now a dwarf at the front entrance.
Seems like the place, Tiny thought to himself. These guys look like pretty rough fellas. Best be careful.
Checking a full clip was snugged securely into his submachine gun for the third time that evening, Tiny replaced the gun in its clips on the webbing at the back of his belt, smoothing the long grey duster back over it, hoping it didn't show up too badly. He took a rag from his pocket, polishing the binoculars like a pint glass, making sure all his fingerprints were gone. The he slipped out of the alley, leaving the binoculars where they lay.
Waste of 20 Nuyen, but what the hell. This job oughta net me some decent pay.
Tiny made his way slowly down the street, trusting the grey duster to blend with the shadows and offer some concealment for his large frame.
Better let the dwarf clear the door before I make my approach. Don't want to offend anyone's sense of professional courtesy before we even get started...
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Post by phantom5656 on Dec 4, 2006 19:22:04 GMT -5
Female troll gives Tank what looks to be a small grin and nods in approval. "You're good to go inside. Just follow the short hallway down a bit and you'll be there. You can't miss it."
OOC: I'll give details of inside as soon as Shasta enters, which shouldn't be long. I just don't want to repeat details "in character"
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Post by shasta on Dec 4, 2006 22:33:23 GMT -5
Better stay on my toes. Never can tell what might be going down tonight...
Touching the bear's tooth pendant at his throat, he offered a brief, humming praise to Bear, willing his totem to protect him.
Here goes nothing...
Tiny steps up, rapping on the door. He leaves his hands by his sides, careful not to conceal them or have them too near his gun.
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Post by phantom5656 on Dec 4, 2006 23:01:32 GMT -5
[dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6]
Shasta, roll 5 dies please.[rand=287607788649784538438283513294240029553261819333939047390967132475]
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Post by shasta on Dec 4, 2006 23:08:20 GMT -5
OOC; Uh-oh [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][rand=58603946433031844152676946142404334170344880612830073320338467247]
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Post by scawire3pt0 on Dec 4, 2006 23:11:21 GMT -5
Tank walks into the hallway and proceds down it. "Ok I can't miss it." Tank thinks to himself as he walks. "I hope this goes smothly."
Tank switches his veiw to astral preception as he walks.
(OOC this view alows him to view auras, and read them Finding out general health emotions and magical nature (if any). This state also makes me a Duel being meaning I'm both in astral space and physical space. found on page 171 and 172 of the main book. I'll let you know If I do anything with it what you need to know.)
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Post by phantom5656 on Dec 5, 2006 1:53:10 GMT -5
Once again, the female troll opens the entrance to the warehouse. She looks over tiny with a small glint in her eyes as she slowly and meticulously looks him over. She notices a slight, unusual bulge from his jacket and gives Tiny a smile. "Well, well, well. Why hello there handsome. Is that an Ingram Smartgun under that jacket or are you just happy to see me? You'd better take care of that bulge before you go inside; or should I take care of that myself?" She smooches the air and gives him a wink before giving into a slight, sultry laugh which sounds more like a rabid donkey lit with a flamethrower.
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Post by shasta on Dec 5, 2006 5:08:29 GMT -5
My ole dad taught me never to refuse a lady, Tiny says with a sheepish grin. Help yourself, darlin.
Tiny turns halfway around, opening the right side of his coat towards the woman, exposing the butt of his submachine gun.
Just be gentle with me, darlin. It's my first time. He throws the troll woman a rakish grin.
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Post by Glacier on Dec 5, 2006 17:51:00 GMT -5
"No need to git yer girtles tighter than it already is lads. I'm just followin protocals is all, and making sure you're not a lonestar trying to be sneaking in or nothing. Besides, the sniper would have dropped at least one of you on the spot if I was in any sort of real trouble. Now, you girls gonna get inside already so that I can close the door or do I have to do a little jig to get your asses in here?" The Dwarf waits impatiently by the switch to close the doors again. I'll pick up mt duffel bag and proceed to the center of the loading dock room. There I'll wait for the dwarf and Grassfire to catch up.To Grassfire: <in a whisper this side of thunder> " What are we doing? Do you know? I haven't done much since little Meg asked for help after that thing in Downtown." All the while I will scan the area and check for the exits and any other people.Perception:[dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6] using Normal Vision Perception:[dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6] switching to Thermal; Rule of 6 [dice=6][rand=835269217690354227331418348429693461290313161645748229290122406054]
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Post by scawire on Dec 5, 2006 19:26:05 GMT -5
Once Tank enters the Loading dock he decides to do an assensing on everyone he sees to see what there emotions are like.
(OOC This test is found on pg 171 of the main book TN4, on page 172 will let you know what info I find out from my test on the assensing table. I'll roll once If you want that can be for everyone in the loading dock or you can have me roll for everyone there.)
"Well Lets see what everyone is feeling in here so I can have some Idea what I'm in for." Tank thinks as he looks around the loading dock.
First Preception to see who I see. Int 5 [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6]
Second Assensing Int 5 (aura reading not high enouph to help yet) [dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6][dice=6]
Rule of 6 [dice=6] (3 successes)[rand=8308131759280439675874767637445979126539770278179032056437788334]
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Post by phantom5656 on Dec 5, 2006 20:56:42 GMT -5
"Aw, you're such a tease! I bet you say that to all the girls around you! Now, why don't you be a darling and give me the password? We can play all you like afterwards."
Meanwhile, back at the other entrance.....
"You fellers can go ahead without me. I've gotta close this up and lock it before heading back. Shouldn't be but a minute. There are others waitin, so don't be so hasty to pull out that guitar and start playing some music." The Dwarf goes back to working on the panel next to the entrance.
Inside, there are crates on top of other crates, filling the edges of the warehouse. On the center of the warehouse, there is a fairly large table (about 4' x 8') with a fairly sophisticated looking computer system set-up, along with other electronic devices. There seems to be five people already inside; two are dressed in a similar fashion as the doormen, and the other three seem to be runners.
OOC: I'll individually PM what people see possibly in a few hours, if not tomorrow. I'm a little behind on a paper for school. Also, is there a way to post a file up on the board? I was thinking of make a simple model of the warehouse using Google SketchUp.
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Post by shasta on Dec 5, 2006 22:18:29 GMT -5
I gotta level with you here, darlin. All I got was an invite to be here, now, for a job offer. I'm new to the biz... in Seattle, anyways. If there was something else I was supposed to do before I got here... Anyhow, what say you cut a trog a break? I'll take you out to dinner after the jobs finished. Any place you like. What you say?
Tiny puts on his best winning smile, the one he usually reserves for the hottest chic at the bar, and hopes it hides the desperation in his eyes.
Damn, first break in the biz and I messed up. The damn e-mail didn't have a password...
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Post by phantom5656 on Dec 6, 2006 13:19:12 GMT -5
"I'll take it! Assuming you survive, I'll take your offer for a fancy dinner and a movie, and then I'll show you all the hot spots at night..... maybe even including my apartment. Now, why don't you head on in so that you don't keep the rest of the gang waiting."
As Tiny starts to walk in, she whispers in his ears in a serious tone. "Just so you know, if you had given me a password, I would have blown your brains out without giving it a second thought, no matter how cute you are."
OOC: That should be everybody, but I'm going to tell you upfront; with only four runners it could get a bit messy. If anyone wants to hand in a late submission, I'm willing to open up one (maybe even two) slot. If nobody replies by my next post (hopefully later this evening), then the game will continue as is.
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