[12:03:18 PM] ST: In last week’s episode!
[12:06:13 PM] ST: Our heroes got a new ally and then split off. Sanura and Boudicca are at the warehouse with Sofia, Alejandro, and Sheila. Malif and Mike are at their hotel rooms. Harry is currently with Angela at another hotel… and they’ve just been joined by a group of door-breaking gunmen.
[12:11:02 PM] Mike: Mike lets his experience stew in his mind for a few minutes before he heads out of his hotel room with cell phone in hand. He’s also bringing along his car charger. He then heads to the address given to him by Alejandro.
[12:18:53 PM] ST: After the impromptu training session which ended with Sofia being face-attacked by Crook…
[12:19:40 PM] Malif: O_O
[12:19:44 PM] Malif: Sofia got cat-faced ?
[12:19:55 PM] Sanura: Sanura is still a bit iffy about having her butt handed to her by a little girl but maybe she’d be able to improve.. it wasn’t as though she was a black belt of anything after all. Crook had wandered off and she debated if she should take his treats away for that move. Even if it -was- meant to teach her something.
[12:20:06 PM] Malif: XD
[12:21:42 PM] ST: Sofia seems none the worse for the wear. Indeed, she was giggling at Crook not a moment ago.
[12:22:03 PM] Malif: Sofia FTW.
[12:24:14 PM | Edited 12:25:08 PM] Boudicca: (Animal communication) “Crook, bad kitty!! Sofia and San were just practicing. There was no need to face-palm Sofia with your body…apoligise!”
[12:24:16 PM] Sanura: Sanura taps her chin softly. “Can we try that hold thing again Sofia?” walking over in her stockinged feet.
[12:26:01 PM] Malif: (That sentence contained too many syllables! APOLOGIZE!!!)
[12:26:18 PM] ST: Crook slowly turns to face Boudicca, his golden eyes intent on her. His whole body is still but for his tail, which is flicking in agitation. Golden symbols appear. First of all, I’m not a “kitty.” Secondly, I was /helping/. You said it yourself, the Primal Ones aren’t going to attack one-by-one. I had no intention of hurting the metal girl.
[12:26:48 PM] Boudicca: “Eeemmm…should cats do that?”
[12:27:34 PM] Sanura: Sanura winces slightly and clears her throat.
[12:30:10 PM | Edited 12:30:28 PM] Boudicca: “I’m sorry, you’re right. I should not assu…”
[12:32:32 PM] Sanura: She blinks softly and rubs the back of her neck. “So long as Sofia wasn’t badly injured I think we can go on with our day”.. she looks to Sofia.. “so about that hold?” she smiles a little.
[12:34:29 PM] ST: “Um…” Sofia considers for a brief moment before going through the exact motions and locking Sanura up at precisely the same angle.
[12:34:51 PM] ST: (( Gonna make an entrance, Malif? ))
[12:34:52 PM] Malif: XD
[12:34:58 PM] Malif: Kid’s a quick learner.
[12:35:09 PM] Malif: And yes I will. I was waiting to be told when I arrived ;)
[12:35:38 PM] Malif: Malif wanders in just in time to see a tiny child holding a grown woman in a rather secure hold. “Well, looks like the training is going smoothly?”
[12:36:14 PM] Sanura: Sanura’s brow furrows slightly as she’s grappled up and on her stomach again. She considers the litheness of a felines frame and how it flows like water. Instead of fighting the hold she goes limp a moment and then is free of the hold. [1L if I must to use it in this case? but yeah escape artist learned :D]
[12:36:47 PM | Edited 12:36:59 PM] Boudicca: “Yes, Sofia is a quick learner. Sanura is too it seems. I have this feeling they will be teaching me soon enough!”
[12:36:54 PM] ST: (( No need to spend 1L. Everyone’s watching. :P ))
[12:37:17 PM] Boudicca: “Malif, would you care to spare with one of us?”
[12:37:27 PM] Sanura: [ohyeah.. look away wankers! XD]
[12:37:36 PM] Malif: “I’m a lucky man to have such strong women around to protect me, then!”
[12:37:53 PM] Sanura: [er did she get free then? still seems viable to me..]
[12:38:01 PM] Malif: “Me? Spar? Oh, no, I’ll have to decline.”
[12:38:02 PM] ST: (( You escape the hold, yeah. ))
[12:38:14 PM] Sanura: [kk danke]
[12:39:13 PM] ST: Sofia looks at her hands a moment in surprise as suddenly Sanura isn’t there. Quickly she looks up. A smile grows on her face. “That was cool! How’d you do that!?”
[12:40:29 PM | Edited 12:40:53 PM] Boudicca: “She’s slippery like a leprechaun…”
[12:40:31 PM] Sanura: Sanura smiles as she rolls to her feet, her lovely outfit looking dusty by now. “I’m not entirely sure!” a cat that got the cream expression on her face as she dusts herself off. “I think not fighting the hold helps though.. especially when someone is as strong as you”
[12:40:57 PM] Sanura: Sanura glances at the Irishwoman… “is that an insult…”
[12:41:06 PM] Malif: “Or is stronger than you, in this case, perhaps?”
[12:41:33 PM] Boudicca: “Insult? Nono…it’s just a saying!”
[12:42:48 PM] Sanura: She relaxes a little at Bodi’s reassurance no insult was meant. A smile still curling her lips.
[12:43:00 PM] ST: Sofia faces Malif and her smile becomes a grin. “I’m strong like Superman!” She pauses to consider. “I think.”
[12:44:22 PM] Malif: Malif chuckles. “Just don’t destroy Metropolis when General Zod attacks, okay?”
[12:44:36 PM] ST: Crook rises and saunters away, flicking his tail at the whole group. Once against the wall he seats himself and begins grooming, his motions quick and sharp. To those who can read his body language, he’s clearly offended.
[12:47:01 PM] Sanura: Sighs faintly and pads over to him her stockings silent on the cold floor. Bending at the knee and turning them lightly to the side with them pressed tightly together, as a proper lady might do. She reaches out and rubs a finger down his nose. “We were only concerned for Sofia, don’t be stuffy now clever cat”
[12:47:01 PM] ST: “I’ll try! I’ve been good about not destroying the warehouse like Daddy asked.”
[12:47:14 PM] Malif: XD
[12:47:48 PM] Malif: (That may be the funniest thing said by a little girl,ever)
[12:48:14 PM] Malif: Malif chuckles. “That’s a good girl!”
[12:48:46 PM] Boudicca: Boudicca is unsure how to respond to not destroying a building…
[12:49:17 PM] ST: Crook shies away from the finger, making it look like it’s all a matter of grooming. No response floats above his head.
[12:51:01 PM] Sanura: Sanura tsks softly “Come now, didn’t you see, I was paying attention at least. I learned from the venture so it was worth a slight upset no?”
[12:54:35 PM] ST: He pauses. His tail flicks. A single phrase pops in and out of existence. Fine.
[12:55:16 PM] ST: (( Mike’s turn to arrive! ))
[12:55:18 PM] Sanura: She smiles faintly and reaches out quickly to touch his chin “good kitty” she taunts before rising to her feet.
[12:56:31 PM] Mike: Mike approaches the warehouse, guitar case on his back and a somber expression on his face. As he approaches the scene, he gives a stretch. “So… what’d I miss?”
[12:58:38 PM] ST: Sofia grins. “I didn’t destroy the warehouse!” She straightens. “Oh, and this is HQ!” She holds her arms out, making a sweeping gesture to indicate the entire place. “Daddy didn’t put anything in it because he says its your guys’s place so you can decorate it how you want.”
[12:59:10 PM | Edited 12:59:15 PM] Boudicca: “Oho! Our very own bat-cave!”
[12:59:27 PM] Boudicca: (how many stories is this warehouse?)
[12:59:37 PM] Mike: Mike stifles a laugh at Sofia’s first sentence. He then breathes a bit. “So… where IS your dad then, Sofia?”
[1:00:14 PM] Malif: Malif looks around the place at Sofia’s declaration. “Well, first things first, then. Where shall we put the sacrificial altars?”
[1:00:21 PM] ST: (( 2, and the second storey is just an industrial catwalk with an office at the end of it. ))
[1:00:53 PM] Sanura: Sanura blinks a few times “Your mother would probably not approve hmmn?” she suggests as she goes about trying to fix her appearance from the grappling.
[1:02:15 PM] Boudicca: “Any objections if I steal the upstairs office?”
[1:02:35 PM] ST: “Oh, he’s in the office with Sheila right now,” she responds to Mike. Sofia crinkles her brow as she considers Malif’s words. “Daddy keeps his in his office’s basement. But there isn’t any basement here.”
[1:03:23 PM] Boudicca: “Drat! I’ll grab a corner then if no one minds…”
[1:03:38 PM] Sanura: Sanura makes a small guesture as if to shoo him away.
[1:04:37 PM] Malif: Malif just smirks at Sanura’s reaction.
[1:04:41 PM] Mike: “I need a place with good acoustics… but before that, I need to have a word with him.” He then goes off to find the office.
[1:05:01 PM] Malif: “Well I was running low on virgins anyway.”
[1:05:42 PM] Boudicca: Boudicca raises an eyebrow at Malif
[1:05:56 PM] Boudicca: “You have a collection?”
[1:06:09 PM] Sanura: Sanura gives a soft snort to Malif and goes to her purse, taking out a lipstick and her compact. She fixes her appearance and smooths her hair as well.
[1:06:54 PM] Malif: (What are the odds that the stage magician and trickster is just fucking with people’s heads? XD >.> )
[1:07:13 PM] Malif: “Well I HAD a collection. I’m just about fresh out by now, though, I’m afraid.”
[1:08:16 PM] Sanura: “So -thats- why you went to the hotel” she taunts softly as she takes out her whip and unfurls it.
[1:08:44 PM] Boudicca: O.o
[1:08:51 PM] Malif: Malif waggles his eyebrows and grins at Sanura knowingly.
[1:10:00 PM] Malif: (I like how the only person to seem totally cool with the idea of sacrificial altars is the little girl XD Go Aztecs!)
[1:10:11 PM] Sanura: She laughs a little at the brow wiggle and snaps the whip so that the tip breaks the sound barrier.
[1:10:21 PM] ST: The office isn’t hard to find, as it’s the only room upstairs. Within, one entire wall is covered with a blank white screen. A sleek and compact projector hugs the ceiling. A rounded desk sits in the middle of the room, boasting a computer and several large, uniform monitors. Sheila is seated across from the desk, still huddled practically upon herself. Alejandro is intently examining one of the screens. He looks up as Mike enters.
[1:11:46 PM] ST: Sofia begins humming a little tune and wanders over to Crook. The sparring match was obviously over… and clearly the jokes the others are sharing are going over her head.
[1:12:24 PM] Mike: “Alejandro… we need to talk…” He approaches him.
[1:14:10 PM] Malif: “Speaking of talks, where is our ‘guest’ ? I’ll need some time alone to get this done…”
[1:14:10 PM] ST: “Can it wait?” Alejandro glances meaningfully to Sheila before looking back at Mike.
[1:14:31 PM] Sanura: She glances up at the office “Alejandro is .. maid sitting”
[1:16:09 PM] Malif: Malif nods, and wanders up tot he office.
[1:16:22 PM] Mike: “I suppose so…” He looks at Sheila.
[1:17:03 PM] ST: Sofia scritches Crook’s head. “I hope your tooth’s okay, Crooksy.” He ceases his grooming to grudgingly accept the affection.
[1:18:56 PM] Sanura: Sanura smiles softly as the girl and feline seem to easily make up. She looks around the space for some small items to serve as tartgets.
[1:19:34 PM] ST: The warehouse is completely empty and swept clean.
[1:20:24 PM] ST: Alejandro looks at Malif as he enters and nods in greeting. “Mr. Mysterious.”
[1:20:33 PM] Sanura: Sanura tsks softly “well at least it’s not grimy I guess” she looks up at the catwalks and grins faintly as she makes a few circles with the whip and latches it onto one of the railings.
[1:20:44 PM] Malif: “In the flesh. How is our guest doing?”
[1:21:01 PM] Mike: “Sleepin like a baby still… til I wake her up, that is.”
[1:21:40 PM] ST: Alejandro leans back in the office chair and crosses his arms. “May not be the wisest thing right now. She’s in the belly of our beast, so to speak.”
[1:21:47 PM] Malif: “I am prepared to work my mojo on her, whenever you’re ready to wake her, but I’ll need quiet, and time alone.”
[1:22:45 PM] Mike: Mike looks at Alejandro. “You got any place that can work for that, then? Professor X?” He gives a small chuckle.
[1:22:57 PM] Boudicca: Boudicca looks around the area to see how best to fluff up her nest…
[1:24:44 PM | Edited 1:24:52 PM] ST: He looks at Malif appraisingly before nodding. “Maybe we can have that talk after all, Mr. Umul.” Alejandro rises, straightens his overcoat, and heads towards the door, pausing to wait for Mike to waken Sheila and follow.
[1:26:00 PM] Mike: Mike whispers to Malif before he follows Alejandro out the door.
[1:27:00 PM] Malif: Malif nods to Mike.
[1:28:38 PM] Sanura: She gives the whip a tug “Sofia, bet you can’t climb all the way to the top” she smiles faintly.
[1:29:10 PM] ST: Alejandro falls in step beside Mike on the catwalk. “So. How can I help you?”
[1:29:32 PM] Malif: Malif turns and locks the office door once everyone has left.
[1:31:18 PM] Mike: “Well… it’s about my band. I wanted to know when it would be safe to bring them out here…” He sounded kinda somber as he said this.
[1:34:07 PM] ST: Sofia looks up, looks at the whip, and rises, stifling a smile. She turns and looks up at the catwalk, then simply jumps up, grabs onto the railing, and holds herself in a handstand. She then lets go with one hand and holds it out to the side. Alejandro doesn’t seem particularly fazed by this display. “Sofia, don’t show off.” Sofia frowns and lets go, dropping to the floor once more. Alejandro turns back to Mike.
[1:36:20 PM] Sanura: She grins a little, she’s impressed even if Alejandro isn’t “Nice one!” she grabs the whips handle and flicks it lightly to unwind it from where it’d held.
[1:38:23 PM] ST: “It may never be safe for them to come here. We’ve already drawn the attention of some dangerous beings, and we’re only going to draw more.” He pauses. “But I can arrange for their flight here and make it as safe as I can.” Another pause. “But I recommend you connect with them as little as possible. At least until I can ensure greater secrecy.”
[1:38:38 PM] Boudicca: Boudicca is beginning to wonder how long until a wall or the floor here is totaled
[1:39:07 PM] ST: Sofia grins. “I can do push-ups like that too.”
[1:39:40 PM] Mike: Mike grimaces at that… “It’s… kinda already too late for the little connection…”
[1:39:49 PM] Sanura: Sanura chuckles softly “I need a few months with your trainer”
[1:41:20 PM] Boudicca: Boudicca suggests, “I’m not sure her trainer is as potent as her geneology…”
[1:42:03 PM] Sanura: Sanura smiles a little "It was mostly a jest.. " pausing “ah do you have a nickname perhaps?”
[1:44:45 PM] ST: Alejandro takes a deep breath and runs a hand through his hair. “Okay. I’ll need details if I’m to keep your band safe.”
[1:49:03 PM] Mike: “Well… one of the reasons I wanted to keep to myself… was to think about if I should tell my bandmates about… my lineage…” He grimaces. “Marc, my best friend who’s also in the band, contacted me… via text. It was just us texting back and forth, then he called me. We were talking for a while, then the subject of when the band was coming out came up… to which I said I didn’t know, essentially. That I had to take care of some things. He pushed a little bit… and I can’t lie to my friend. It’s impossible. I told him that we were saving some children who were kidnapped from a school out here, in which the school was set on fire… we chatted back and forth about it… and it led to me revealing that I was the son of the Baron…” He took a deep breath as he finished speaking.
[1:54:48 PM] ST: Alejandro stops, his whole body still. He’s silent a moment, but then his gaze snaps to Mike. “Very well. I’ll take care of it.” His words are clipped yet his voice is low and his expression appears calm. He turns sharply and descends the stairs, pulling out his phone and heading out of the warehouse.
[1:55:34 PM] Mike: Mike sighs as Alejandro leaves… “Damn… I wish I could just take that all back…”
[1:56:01 PM] Sanura: [somebody dun fucked up XD ]
[1:59:58 PM] ST: Meanwhile, at the Millwood Inn…
[2:00:11 PM] Malif: Hernz gets t o violence people!
[2:00:26 PM] Harry: Nice.
[2:00:50 PM] Sanura: [good luck Speedy]
[2:01:10 PM] Harry: Should have about 5 legend left, hopefully, I’ll be able to stunt enough to profit.
[2:01:45 PM] Harry: Okay, give me my scene
[2:09:43 PM] ST: Angela quickly picks up a 9mm handgun and presses herself against the wall near the doorway. She peeks out of it. The subtle thump of footsteps fill the hallway but none sound to be drawing closer quite yet.
[2:10:54 PM] Harry: Harry quickly tugs on his hoodie and paintball mask, grinning. “Been dying for a chance to cut loose…”
[2:11:24 PM] ST: (( Join Battle ))
[2:11:32 PM] Harry: Opening Gambit.
[2:11:57 PM] Malif: XD
[2:13:00 PM | Edited 2:13:28 PM] Harry: Also 8 hits on Join
[2:14:36 PM] ST: (( Okay, let’s get this party started. ))
[2:17:23 PM] Harry: Lets. As Harry tugs on his fighting gloves, he bounces back and forth from one foot to another, and throws a flurry of jabs. “Phone, music, play Worldwide Choppas, on repeat. Full volume”
[2:17:46 PM] Harry: With that he scoops up the sword, and begins heading towards the foes.
[2:18:38 PM] Harry: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Ksvy1GVMYU#start=0:00;end=5:42;autoreplay=true;showoptions=false
[2:19:17 PM] Harry: Start the clock.
[2:19:18 PM] Malif: WAAAAAAAAAAGGHHH!
[2:19:54 PM] Harry: (And yes, I just wasted a legend on Opening Gambit to get in costume and crank my theme music.)
[2:21:58 PM] ST: (( Your turn again. XD ))
[2:22:06 PM] Harry: He starts rapping, out loud, in -Turkish-…
[2:22:10 PM] Harry: Sen kalk, bir minik mikrofonunu getir (Get up, get your microphone)
Bak jak burada mikrofonuna tak (Look, here is the jack, connect your mic)
Kagit kalem bir de ilham alinacak (And here is the paper and the pen, we’re gonna get inspired)
Tam gaz choppers, havada düsman avina çikalim (No stop Choppers are in the air, Let’s hunt enemies)
Akalim, haydi bu battle’i kazanalim (Let’s go, let’s win this battle)
[2:22:32 PM] Harry: And with that, he breaks into a dash, headed for the foe.
[2:23:28 PM] ST: (( From tick 8 to 5… and still your turn. ))
[2:23:41 PM] Harry: (LOL, See em yet?)
[2:25:13 PM] Harry: (19 yards a -tick-)
[2:26:24 PM] ST: Harry bursts into the main room to find himself facing ten men in street clothes and flak jackets scattered throughout.
[2:26:59 PM] Harry: Any guns in hands?
[2:27:26 PM] ST: (( Yep. AK-47s, the lot of them. ))
[2:28:34 PM] Harry: I get right in the middle of them, and smack one of the guns baseball-style with the sword. Ideal contact point…where his hand’s on the grip.
[2:28:49 PM] Harry: And I’m swinging for the cheap seats.
[2:29:07 PM] ST: (( Dex + Melee ))
[2:29:53 PM] Harry: 6 hits once the Epics kick in.
[2:30:58 PM] ST: (( 3 overflow ))
[2:31:06 PM] Harry: Sweet, damage dice on the sword?
[2:31:53 PM] ST: (( Right. +1 accuracy, +4L, +1 Def, speed 4, no tags ))
[2:32:10 PM] ST: (( Sorry, make that +6L ))
[2:32:14 PM] Harry: Dropping that accuracy die for more potential overflow
[2:32:27 PM] Harry: Heh, 2 more.
[2:32:47 PM] ST: (( Nice. So 5 overflow. Damage roll. ))
[2:32:51 PM] Malif: damn, nice sword
[2:33:09 PM] Harry: 10 Lethal
[2:34:37 PM] Harry: That fucker’s losing a gun, and half a hand, if I got any say in it
[2:35:24 PM] ST: (( Only soaks 2L. So he’s losing his life too. ))
[2:35:36 PM] Harry: And 1 Legend for Untouchable Opponent, and done.
[2:36:21 PM] Harry: (We started in the Midwest)
(Now we ’bout to take it)
(All over the world, baby!)
(This is the pinnacle!)
(Yeah, Tech N9ne!)
[2:37:12 PM] ST: The blade slices through the hand and slides through the vest and chest with ease. Blood sprays, each droplet missing Harry as he darts past. One down, nine to go.
[2:37:25 PM] Malif: (Tech N-nine-ne? ;) )
[2:37:49 PM] Harry: Note, ladies and gentlemen, the Speed Demon is in the -center- of a crowd of men with AK-47s.
[2:38:01 PM] Harry: This will be on the test later.
[2:39:01 PM] ST: (( Okay, now over to Angela and the lieutenant. ))
[2:39:15 PM] Malif: lol hans
[2:39:35 PM] Harry: (Also, Meg…Center of Attention)
[2:39:42 PM] Harry: (I am actively taunting)
[2:40:06 PM] Harry: (1 Legend)
[2:42:05 PM] ST: “Open fire!” orders the lone man near the entrance. He widens his stance, sights down the barrel of his own gun, takes a breath, and pulls the trigger.
Angela, meanwhile, leans out of the room and takes a shot, aiming for the guy giving out orders.
[2:42:16 PM] Harry: (Between the Ticks)
[2:42:37 PM] Mike: ((XD))
[2:43:18 PM | Edited 2:43:34 PM] Harry: As the guns begin to roar, the Speed Demon is no longer in the center of the ring of killers, but outside, specifically directly behind the man who shouted. (Dash as an interrupt)
[2:43:26 PM] ST: (( Specifies you can interrupt /after/ any action. ))
[2:43:58 PM] Harry: Yes, between the order, and the mooks getting their shots off.
[2:44:12 PM] Harry: Or more specifically, between the mooks shooting, and me getting hit.
[2:44:36 PM] ST: (( Not the mooks’ turn yet, just the lieutenant’s. He gave his order and fired. ))
[2:44:41 PM] Harry: (Noted)
[2:44:51 PM] ST: (( Gonna get the dice out of the way, then you can make your move. ))
[2:45:39 PM] Harry: Dodge DV 15.
[2:48:17 PM] Harry: (Majin’s loving the speedster stunts)
[2:48:37 PM] Mike: ((This is the kind of thing I want YOUSU to be doing!))
[2:49:10 PM] Malif: (You always say that when other people do cool stuff, Majin :P )
[2:49:43 PM] Mike: ((But I really mean it this time. Yousu was originally built to be an archer who could move faster than anything in the world!))
[2:49:55 PM] Mike: ((That was Yousu’s concept!))
[2:50:09 PM] Harry: (Behold the god of athletes, fastest man in the world, the Speed Demon)
[2:51:06 PM] ST: The bullets thump into the carpet, very wide of Harry. Shortly thereafter he grunts as Angela’s bullet thuds into him, spraying yet more blood… but he doesn’t go down.
[2:52:03 PM] Harry: (If I had 5 more XP right now, I’d manifest Monkey in the Middle)
[2:53:10 PM] Harry: (But, that’s gotta wait till the end of the fight.)
[2:53:17 PM] ST: (( The lieutenant is hit, that is. ))
[2:54:31 PM] ST: (( Okay, Between the Ticks now ))
[2:54:42 PM] ST: (( You’re behind him ))
[2:55:03 PM] Harry: Waiting till the last second before the grunts open fire.
[2:55:28 PM | Edited 2:55:29 PM] Mike: (( Say something witty! XD ))
[2:55:38 PM] ST: And open fire they do!
[2:55:45 PM] Harry: Shoop.
[2:56:21 PM] ST: (( Let’s face it, they all miss. They aren’t going to pass a DV 15 on 5 dice. ))
[2:56:52 PM] Harry: My question is, since they’re firing into the middle of a circle, do they hit one another as they try to correct as I streak out?
[2:57:10 PM] ST: (( Let’s find out! ))
[2:57:18 PM] Malif: Its kind of them to do your work for you, isnt it Hans?
[2:57:37 PM] Harry: [2:38 PM] Harry:
<<< Note, ladies and gentlemen, the Speed Demon is in the -center- of a crowd of men with AK-47s.
This will be on the test later.
[2:59:56 PM] ST: One of the soldiers grunts and takes a step back as a bullet hits his flak vest but otherwise is unhurt.
[3:00:20 PM] Harry: I wave at them from behind their boss.
[3:01:26 PM] ST: In keeping with stormtrooper tradition! Can’t even hit each other, thinks Angela.
[3:01:34 PM] ST: (( Harry! ))
[3:01:41 PM] Harry: LOL
[3:01:55 PM] Harry: Lopping the lieutenant’s head off.
[3:02:34 PM] ST: (( Dex + Melee ))
[3:02:56 PM] Harry: Fierce Blow, investing in dice penalties for more damage.
[3:03:49 PM] Harry: 8 hits
[3:04:46 PM] ST: (( 7 overflow. He just attacked and he is only just barely aware that you’re there. Roll damage. ))
[3:05:23 PM] Harry: 13 Lethal
[3:05:27 PM] Mike: ((Ewwww!))
[3:05:36 PM] Mike: ((XD))
[3:05:59 PM] Mike: ((Against a mortal? That’s downright dirty!))
[3:06:26 PM] Malif: Cleanup, Aisle That Guy!
[3:07:07 PM] Harry: “Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on Sickology
They could never manage, we do damage wit’ no apology
Pick ‘em off the planet, got a little manic ’cause I gotta be
Frantic, I’ma jam it ’cause I’m an oddity”
[3:07:12 PM] ST: The head pops clean off, sailing through the air before thumping onto the pockmarked carpet and staining it from cream to deep red.
[3:08:51 PM] ST: Angela fires off another shot.
[3:10:03 PM] ST: One of the mooks’ head jerks back as a bullet sails through it. He collapses to the ground.
[3:10:12 PM] ST: (( 3 down, 7 to go! ))
[3:10:37 PM] Harry: Speed Demon holds up three fingers, still rapping at double speed without missing a beat.
[3:11:00 PM] ST: (( Mooks and Harry! ))
[3:11:26 PM] Harry: I literally run a circle around them.
[3:13:05 PM] ST: Four take extra care to try to track Harry’s movements, holding off on firing for now. Three keep shooting.
[3:13:26 PM] Harry: “Gobble the track up like I’m grubbin’ at my mama nakas
I could pop at you, proper, ’cause I’m partners wit’ Waka Flocka
Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch ‘im make ‘em rock
With a show-stopper, chakras poppin’ off the (Worldwide Choppers)”
When I hit the slowdown beat for the “Worldwide choppers” line…I lop off another head.
[3:13:42 PM] ST: (( Roll away ))
[3:14:16 PM] Harry: 8 hits on a Fierce Blow again
[3:14:48 PM] ST: (( 6 overflow ))
[3:15:24 PM] Harry: 11 Lethal
[3:16:13 PM] Harry: It’s the world’s fastest, deadliest game of Duck, Duck, Goose.
[3:16:18 PM] Harry: Done to speed rap.
[3:16:19 PM] ST: Pop goes the head!
[3:19:45 PM] ST: A 9mm bullet thuds into one of the aiming fellows’ arms.
[3:20:32 PM] ST: (( Aiming mooks ))
[3:22:36 PM] ST: Despite their careful aim, Harry is just too fast.
[3:22:49 PM] ST: (( Harry ))
[3:25:23 PM] Harry: Wow
[3:25:46 PM] Harry: I expected to have time to use the bathroom while they went.
[3:26:17 PM] Harry: “If you anybody, you notice it
Tech is the pinnacle, not an identical soul as it
Loaded as cold as the polar get, wrote it quick and they quoted it
Yo, when it exploded, the flow behold it, ’cause when that motor spit”
[3:26:38 PM] Harry: LOP
[3:26:57 PM] ST: (( Rollin’ rollin’ rollin’ ))
[3:27:07 PM] Harry: 9 this time.
[3:27:13 PM] ST: (( 7 overflow ))
[3:27:29 PM] Harry: 9 Lethal
[3:27:43 PM] ST: (( It would’ve been an auto kill without the damage roll ))
[3:27:58 PM] ST: Another one down, and another one down, another one bites the dust!
[3:28:33 PM] ST: (( Firing-at-will mooks and Angela ))
[3:28:52 PM] Harry: Heads continue to fly. The Speed Demon raps and kills, all the while doing laps at 38 mph
[3:29:55 PM] ST: Another collapses to the ground under Angela’s marksmanship.
[3:30:36 PM] Harry: How many left?
[3:30:47 PM] ST: The less careful ones are—BIG SURPRISE—still missing!
[3:30:55 PM] ST: (( 5 ))
[3:32:50 PM] Harry: My move again?
[3:32:58 PM] ST: (( Yep! And the aimers’ ))
[3:33:20 PM] Harry: (10 to hit_
[3:33:35 PM] ST: (( Overflow 8, auto-kill ))
[3:33:36 PM | Edited 3:34:04 PM] Harry: “A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the real
Better ya just kneel to me or ready to get near my heels
Gimme the knock and I’ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrow
But I’ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas!”
Another head goes flying.
[3:34:44 PM] ST: The injured one whips out a walkie talkie. “Mission failed!” he shouts into it. “Retreat!” He calls out to the others. Well, sans one, who finds himself missing a head.
[3:34:56 PM] Harry: That guy’s next.
[3:35:43 PM] ST: He fires at Harry while the others begin their retreat.
[3:36:01 PM] Malif: He’svolunteered to die next ;)
[3:37:35 PM] ST: (( Angela ))
[3:37:49 PM] ST: (( After Harry ))
[3:37:59 PM] Harry: “Hit ‘em up and get ‘em up, I ain’t done, I ain’t did enough
Trippin’ when I rip it, I be the ish when I split ‘em up
Sorta like I was liquored up and backin’ up in the cup
Everybody be knowin’ I be actin’ up when I buzz”
I let him fire, and take out the one closest to the door. This is more than failed, it’s gonna turn into a slaughterhouse, with only the leader left.
[3:38:21 PM] Harry: 8 hits on furthest retreated one.
[3:39:03 PM] Harry: Oooh, merely 4 lethal!
[3:39:39 PM] ST: (( 7 overflow, regardless ))
[3:39:58 PM] ST: Heeeee’s outta there!
[3:40:14 PM] Harry: He got away, or is out for the count?
[3:40:22 PM] ST: Out for the count. All counts.
[3:40:42 PM] Harry: Alrighty. That should put me very near the door they’re planning to retreat out.
[3:41:48 PM] ST: (( Okay, now Angela ))
[3:42:04 PM] Malif: And now, 15 minutes later or so, Malif emerges from the warehouse office ;)
[3:43:51 PM] ST: The walkie talkie falls from the injured one’s nerveless fingers as another bullet splatters his brains against the nearby wall.
[3:44:12 PM] Harry: Speed Demon shakes his head, he wanted to take that one alive.
[3:44:27 PM] ST: (( Mooks ))
[3:44:39 PM] Harry: Oh well, down to what, 3? 2?
[3:45:29 PM] ST: “Shit!” cries one of the two remaining mooks, opening fire in a panic.
“FOR THE ORDER!” shouts the other, doing much the same.
[3:45:44 PM] ST: (( Not even gonna roll ))
[3:45:52 PM] ST: (( Harry ))
[3:46:34 PM] Harry: The endgame is here. Harry turns, and sacks one of them at 38mph, driving him into a couch, and following it up with a knee to the jaw.
[3:46:53 PM] Malif: (The Order, eh?)
[3:46:54 PM] Harry: (Striking to knockout instead of kill here)
[3:47:05 PM] ST: (( Okay. Dex + Brawl ))
[3:47:27 PM] Harry: FOURTEEN
[3:47:30 PM] ST: (( 10 successes on 8 dice. Nice ))
[3:48:22 PM] ST: The jaw shatters under the force of the blow, knocking him clean out.
[3:48:52 PM] ST: (( Angela ))
[3:51:35 PM] ST: “FU--” The remaining conscious fellow goes down before he can finish his statement. Angela disappears again into the room.
[3:51:42 PM] ST: (( Battle over! ))
[3:53:05 PM] Harry: Speed Demon stands, and turns off the phone. “Damn, didn’t even get through Tech N9ne’s part at double speed. These guys suck.”
[3:53:40 PM] Harry: He looks at the one on the couch. “Which is all that one’s doing. No cyanide, no biting his tongue. Fuck, it’s gonna be a wired jaw before he can -talk-.”
[3:54:26 PM] Harry: He looks around at the still fountaining blood. “Wow. I really need to not use a blade in these fights, I get -nasty-.”
[3:55:16 PM] Harry: Slowly, he stops shooting off at the mouth, as his superspeed and wits begin to taper off. “You okay?”
[3:57:39 PM] ST: Angela quickly grabs her things, turns the safety back on her gun, and shoves it in the weapons’ duffelbag. She slings everything over her shoulder, including the other duffelbag and her laptop bag. Once that’s all done, she leans against the nearby wall, her eyes closed, breathing deeply to try and get a hold of herself. She walks out shortly thereafter, confident that she can proceed… “Yeah, I’m—” but as she enters the main room and lays eyes upon the carnage, she staggers to a nearby trashcan and ralphs noisily into it.
[3:58:05 PM] Harry: He sighs. “Sorry, kind of get carried away.”
[4:01:42 PM] ST: Even as she’s puking, her mind’s moving a million miles a second, calculating how long it’ll take before third parties begin doing something about the noisy gunfight that just took place. She rises, wipes her mouth with a shaky hand, and says, “Let’s make like… urp Ugh… get out of here.”
[4:02:38 PM] ST: (( Any parting shots before we end this session? ))
[4:03:57 PM] Harry: Harry ducks out, swapping out of his now surely blood-soaked red get-up, and takes Angela to the warehouse.