ATeam-Ch05-Log3

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ANNE'S CAPTURE & KILL ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^  * Anne, you wake up to someone splashing water into your face. *  * You regain consciousness and find yourself tied to a chair by your chest and arms; both hands bound to one another behind your back. *  * Before you stands a tall, burly russian ork in a blue business suit. He's bald, polished, and has a single hoop-earring in his left lobe. *  * "Vake up, leetle laydee." *  ?were you wearing the comm?  (i think i had left it off, i was wearing it though)  (actually i had turned it off, i didn't want any chance of being found, incase of any noises or anything)  ((next time know that commlinks are only heard by you, you can even buy a mic to tape to your throat so you can talk over it without actually opening your mouth))  ((sub-vocalizing))  (now you tell me :P)  * He slaps your face. *  * That sure as hell clears your head, the sting is very sobering. *  * "I said vake up." *  * "Vhat are you doink here?" *  "What am I doinking? Certainly not you, you pigface."  * He rears back and slaps you again. * <GM> * It stings worse. * <GM> * "SILENCE! YOU SLAG!" * <GM> * "You vill answer my qvestions, or else." * <GM> * There are two other men in the room, both humans. One is nordic and blonde, the other a little shorter but beefy and muscular with brown hair. * <AnneMarie> "What will happen if i don't answer your questions?" <GM> * "Mikale," he says, holding his right hand up and snapping his fingers. The blonde man produces a combat knife from his web gear and hands it to the ork. * <GM> * The ork holds it to your face and applies a little pressure under your nose. The point is sharp, almost penetrating even from the small amount of pressure he's applying. * <GM> * "...Zen I vill re-arrange zat pretty face, girly." * <AnneMarie> "Ohh, so that's how is it then?" *moves her eyes over to Mikale* "Mikale, i hope you're enjoying this..." <GM> * Mikale nods, grinning sinisterly. * <GM> * You're rocked back by a blow from the ork. * <GM> * That one wasn't just meant to keep your attention. * <GM> * M Stun. * <GM> * You were at L. * <GM> * "SHAT AP!" * <GM> * "YOU SPEAK ONLY VEN SPOKEN TOO, SLITCH!" * <GM> * "I vill ask quvestions, and you vill answer them. If I am not satisfied or believe zat you are lying I vill take liberties vis 'zis blade." * <GM> * He lowers his voice, dancing the knife before your eyes, "Now...Who are you?" * <AnneMarie> "What do you mean?" <GM> * He reaches down and presses the tip of the knife against your shoulder and begins twirling it....You feel it puncture and begin to dig into your flesh. * <GM> * You manage to hold back a scream.... * <GM> * He stops and removes the knife. Blood trickles down your shoulder. * <GM> * "Next time, that will be your vace...DO NOT PLAY COY VIS ME!" * <GM> * "Vhat is your name?" * <GM> * He looks dead serious. * <AnneMarie> "Amanda Marshall." <GM> * "Very vell, Mizz Amanda....Vhy are you here? Who sent you?" * <AnneMarie> "I wanted to check out this operation, your labs are formidable.." <GM> * "Vor who??" * <GM> * He sounds angry. * <AnneMarie> "What'll happen to me if i tell you?" <AnneMarie> "What guarantee do i have that you just won't kill me after i tell you?" <GM> * He jabs the knife into your cheek roughly, you can't help but scream and try to pull away but he already has your chin held tight in his massive hand. * <GM> * He begins to dig a pit into the left side of your face, you scream and scream. * <GM> * L wound. * <GM> * He pulls it out and the cold air hitting the wound hurts almost as much as getting gored...You feel blood splash down your neck. * <GM> * "WHO ZENT YOU!!" * <GM> * Roll willpower before you answer. * - <GM> * You may say whatever you want. * <AnneMarie> (if i don't make the roll, i start spilling my guts? lol) <AnneMarie> "Your mom, you big ugly oaf!" <GM> * "YOU LITTLE CUNT!" * <GM> * He slams you across the head several times with his fists. * <GM> * S Mental, L physical. * <GM> * You feel the knife at your heart. * <GM> * "Speak now or die!" * <GM> * "Sir," Mikale speaks up. * <GM> * "VHAT?!" the ork seeths. * <GM> * Mikale: "Intruders, outside." * <GM> * "Vhere?!" * <GM> * "Vee do not know, ve've let out ze' dog!" * <AnneMarie> (this isn't all because of me is it?) <GM> * No, this is actually Gizmo's doing. * <AnneMarie> ( i'm not gonna make it out alive am I? : <GM> * "RAHHH!!!", the ork screams angrily and kicks over the desk with much force...He's quite strong, as you can attest to from the savage blows you've been delivered. * <GM> * "IVAN! VITH ME! MIKALE, VATCH ZE GIRL!!" * <GM> * You become aware of another desk in the corner with a computer on top of it. * <GM> * The ork grabs a shotgun that was leaning against the wall and Ivan (the other human) unslings his SMG. They both go running out the office and down the stairs. * <AnneMarie> "Ivan?" <GM> * Ivan's gone, the blonde man known as Mikale stands looking at your butchered face. * <GM> * It hurts to talk. * <GM> * He looks out into the factory. * <GM> * You're in your armored bodysuit. Your gun is laying on the floor now...It fell off the desk when the nameless bossman ork kicked it over. * <GM> * Mikale looks out the window. * <GM> * Your knife is still in your boot. * <GM> * Roll.... * <GM> * Uh... * <GM> * Athletics. * <GM> * Yeah. * <AnneMarie> lol - <GM> * Karma that. * <AnneMarie> Karma it :P - <GM> * You stretch yourself, arching your back and bending your knees under the chair.... Somehow...Amazingly...You unsheath the knife from your boot. * <GM> * You return to your previous position as Mikale looks back at you. * <GM> * He looks back out into the warehouse, snorting. * <GM> * Mikale shifts... * <GM> * But continues peering out the window. * <GM> * Snip. * <GM> * You saw through the bindings at your wrists. Mikale doesn't seem to notice. * <GM> * Your chest and upper arms are still bound though. * <AnneMarie> (how far away is my gun? and does he have a gun ready?) <GM> * Your gun is actually at your feet. <GM> * He has his SMG drawn and holds it crossed over his body. * <GM> * Your chest is still bound, you gotta cut yourself free. * <GM> * You can't saw through them easily and your chair creaks... * <GM> * Mikale glances behind him...almost. * <GM> * He doesn't turn around. * <GM> * Want to continue saw'ing? * <AnneMarie> (can i try and slip out? or do i need to saw?) - <GM> * You free yourself, slipping the rope from your body and over your head silently. * <GM> * Who knows, it's carpeted. Your gun lays at your feet. * <GM> * You're behind him, close range. * <GM> * He shifts. * <GM> * Roll pistols, add combat pool. * <GM> * TN of 7. You're hurting bad. * - <GM> * #THUP THUP# * <GM> * Blood gets on the glass anyway in a fine mist and Mikale's corpse slumps forward. It crumples to the floor. * <GM> * Out the window, you see the warehouse in CHAOS. About 10 men in white jumpsuits running around like chickens with their heads cut off, turning machines off, turning machines on, checking dials. * <GM> * Using your computer skill, you start to work on the computer. * - <GM> * Roll again. * - <GM> * You're having trouble. * <GM> * Roll one last time. * - <GM> * You find them, and download everything to a datachip. * <GM> * The stairwell is clear, it leads down to the backdoor. * <GM> * You slip down the stairwell, using the confusion to your advantage. * <GM> * Going out the back? * <GM> * It's unlocked from your end. * <GM> * You slip into the back of the lot and hear a lot of yelling and shooting from the front of the warehouse. * <GM> * Roll the shots, then quickness... * - <GM> * You take two shots at the tanker and take the fuck off, running full speed towards the back gate. * <GM> * You almost lose your footing in the susequent MASSIVE explosion which quakes the warehouse even as you dart past its walls, but you manage to stay upright. * <GM> * Where are you going? Over the back gate? * <GM> * Roll athletics. * - <GM> * You get over the fence with some diffculty. * <GM> * There's the treeline and the woods to your right, or you could run down the road. * <GM> * No cars. * <GM> * The woods probably lead towards Puyallup. * <GM> * That would take you around front, and into harm's way. * <GM> * You head into the woods, taking the most round-about route to your car. * <GM> * You hear a lot of gunfire and get to your car after an hour or so. * <GM> ((i cannot believe you just fucking did that)) <AnneMarie> (you mean i'm amazing? or i did soemthing stupid? lol) <GM> ((amazing)) <GM> ((that you survived)) <GM> ((AND accomplished the mission...somewhat))
 * AnneMarie shakes her head if she can, looking around...
 * AnneMarie blinks a few times to try and clear her head before looking up at him
 * AnneMarie shakes her head, cringings a bit, she slushes in the chair a bit, still looking up at him.
 * AnneMarie clear her throat and sits up a bit, looking around for anyone else in the room.
 * AnneMarie says it in a serious tone*
 * AnneMarie holds a breath in, listening
 * AnneMarie prays to God he goes away :P
 * AnneMarie jumps a bit as the desk goes flying.
 * AnneMarie looks over at Ivan.
 * AnneMarie shakes her head slowly, looking over at Mikale.
 * AnneMarie looks around, to see if she was stripped of all her stuff.
 * AnneMarie tries to move her foot back under the chair, trying to get her boot off, or somehow grab her knife, she's pretty flexible :P
 * AnneMarie sits still for a while, just holding the knife, waiting to see what Mikale does
 * AnneMarie starts to saw away at the rope quickly, but trying to be unnoticable.
 * AnneMarie looks at the condition of the floor, does it look like it will squeek if i sneak up behind him?
 * AnneMarie slowly bend down to pick up her gun, she points it at him, but sneaks, staying slow, out of any reflection he might get in the window of her. She tries to get behind him.
 * AnneMarie points her gun to his head at an angle, as not to splatter brain all over the window for everyone to see, and pulls the trigger a few times in one quick motion.
 * AnneMarie sighs and shakes her head, "Whatever the hell they did i'll need to thank them later.." and runs over to the computer to get the files, using whatever she needs assuming her bag is here.
 * AnneMarie tries finding all the timetables and schedules etc.
 * AnneMarie gathers all her stuff and puts the datachip away safely, she moves over to the door, brandishing her gun. Opening it slowly, peeking through the crack.
 * AnneMarie goes down to the back door, ready to shoot at any threats.
 * AnneMarie opens it slowly if its unlocked
 * AnneMarie turns and takes a few shots at the tanker as she leaves*
 * AnneMarie runs and goes over the back gate ASAP
 * AnneMarie runs down the street, looking for a car...
 * AnneMarie thinks about where the woods lead.
 * AnneMarie screws that and starts to run out around the warehouse, a few blocks away in radius, back to the spot where she left her car.
 * AnneMarie hops in and tosses her bag into the passenger seat, she starts it up and burns rubber as she pulls it around, heading for the Don's....

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ DEATH(?) FOR THE A-TEAM ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ <GM> * #BOOM# * <Nova> ?Direction? <GM> * Behind you, towards the warehouse. * <Nova> "WHAT THE..!" <GM> * The van screeches to a halt. * <Nova> "You mentioned we were to blast the place?" <Gizmo> "*After* getting some files...." <GM> * Gizmo, you see the bay doors blown out and a lot of fire. The warehouse is being burned asunder. * <Gizmo> "Whoa."
 * Nova stops the van.
 * Gizmo peers back trhough the binocs, trying to see what's up
 * Johnathan groans.
 * Nova gets ON the van and looks it up with his magnification
 * Johnathan makes sure his LMG is still in the back.
 * Gizmo scans the area for threats before looking back too...

<AnneMarie> !dice 10 <SR-Dice> AnneMarie rolled -+ 4 2 4 2 1 4 3 3 4 4 +- Succes -> 0

<Johnathan> "If we go back, just rest my LMG on the dash out the front windsheild and I'll shoot everything as we go..." <Gizmo> "Dude, yer 90% dead, you can't hit shit." <Johnathan> "Accuracy by volume, have you never heard of that?" <Gizmo> "I'm only scratched and I'd think three times about goin anywhere near there..." <GM> * You see the warehouse. * <Nova> ((and?)) <GM> * The interior is on fire. * <GM> * Smoke billows up. *
 * Nova is still standing on the roof waiting for the GM description of what he sees.

<GM> !dice 1 <SR-Dice> GM rolled -+ 1 +- Succes -> 0

<GM> * You see several Russians in the lot and the street yelling and screaming, pointing at the warehouse and running around clueless. * <Gizmo> "Maybe somebody else is hittin the place." <Gizmo> "If the capo was smart, he was watchin and used us as a distraction." <Nova> "Maybe our girl is still as smart as I thought." <Gizmo> "I think she'd have used the comm at least once if she could..." <Gizmo> "WHOA, let me the fuck out." <Nova> "Sure, John, throw out the halfer." <Gizmo> "I'm NOT goin anywhere near there without any kind of plan!!" <Gizmo> "Yer askin for it asshole." <Johnathan> "We'll throw him out when we get close, he can help be a moving target distraction" <GM> * Gizmo, the van's moving. * <GM> * You can try to jump from it, but you're wounded. * <Johnathan> ((If I am gonna die it may as well be doing something outlandishly stupid)) <Nova> ((I mean seriously I'm broke and in need of money, I'm not wasteing time for stopping and letting you out)) <Nova> ((?!)) <Johnathan> ((Blow my van up and I will haunt you forever)) <Nova> ((yeah, it's his miracle A-TEAM van)) <Gizmo> "Let me the fuck out NOW or we all go." <Johnathan> "Jump if ya want out... floor it Nova." <Gizmo> "It's death to go back there, and I'm not goin with morons like you!" <Gizmo> "If you got a plan, spit it out." <Gizmo> "Otherwise, let me out!" <Nova> "Shut up, you may jump out, I'll slow down for your pussy ass, just don't take much time!" <Johnathan> "Burst through the gate, kill stuff while they are distracted by the explosion." <Gizmo> "You're INSANE" <Johnathan> "I know!" <Nova> "YES, NOW GET THE FUCK OUT!" <Nova> ((Anne, I don't really know what you did to that warehouse, but I'm still going to pick you up, SO YOU DON'T GET ALL THE MONEY! :P )) <GM> * Where do you two maniacs go? * <GM> * Near? You're like on a crash course with the motherfucker. * <GM> * You're coming up on it, about 100m away * <Nova> ?how far to it? <GM> * Not far at all. * <Nova> "She came with you, in your van?" <Johnathan> "No, she had her own vehicle" <Nova> "Where did she leave it?" <Nova> ?enough to see clearly people's features? <GM> * No. * <Gizmo> <c> "I'll at least spot for you maniacs, but I'm not goin near there" <GM> * You both see several large men with guns. * <GM> * They begin shooting at you with much hatred. * <Nova> "FUCK!"
 * Gizmo watches carefully with the binocs, trying to see what's going on...
 * Nova jumps down from the van favoring his damaged knee, and gets back to the driver's seat.
 * Gizmo laughs bitterly...
 * Nova turns back and rides toward the warehouse.
 * Johnathan moves to the passenger seat and rests the LMG on the dash, ready to fire
 * Gizmo grabs his scoot and takes off
 * Gizmo pulls out a grenade
 * Gizmo pulls the pin but holds the lever
 * Nova stops and lets the halfer out
 * Gizmo putts away on the scoot, shaking his head sadly
 * Gizmo finds a quiet spot on a rise, fairly far away, so he can watch the carnage
 * Johnathan stays in the passenger seat LMG ready knowing it's death or everything...
 * Nova takes the van near the warehouse, scanning the area with his vision mag
 * Johnathan opens fire with the LMG

<GM> !dice 4 8 <GM> !dice 4 8 <GM> !dice 4 8 <SR-Dice> GM rolled -+ 5 2 1 2 +- Succes -> 0 <SR-Dice> GM rolled -+ 3 3 2 2 +- Succes -> 0 <SR-Dice> GM rolled -+ 5 10 5 5 +- Succes -> 1 <GM> !dice 5 8 <GM> !dice 5 8 <SR-Dice> GM rolled -+ 4 9 1 5 4 +- Succes -> 1 <SR-Dice> GM rolled -+ 5 2 11 7 4 +- Succes -> 1 <GM> !dice 8 8 <GM> !dice 7 8 <SR-Dice> GM rolled -+ 5 5 4 2 5 10 3 3 +- Succes -> 1 <SR-Dice> GM rolled -+ 5 3 3 3 4 2 10 +- Succes -> 1

<GM> * ... * <Johnathan> ((your dice are rigged)) <GM> * Nova, resist 9M, 11S, and 12S...John, resist 11S twice. *

<Nova> !dice 10 3 <SR-Dice> Nova rolled -+ 3 5 9 1 11 2 5 4 5 2 +- Succes -> 7

<Gizmo> "Geebus..." <GM> * John, resist 11S ONCE. *

<Nova> !dice 12 5 <SR-Dice> Nova rolled -+ 1 3 8 10 11 3 2 1 11 5 3 4 +- Succes -> 5 <Nova> !dice 16 6 <SR-Dice> Nova rolled -+ 1 2 3 5 5 2 4 2 2 1 2 4 5 5 11 3 +- Succes -> 1

<Nova> ((shit..)) <GM> * You still have 1 karma. *

<Johnathan> !dice 11 5 <SR-Dice> Johnathan rolled -+ 2 5 23 4 3 4 4 4 4 3 4 +- Succes -> 2 <Nova> !dice 15 6 <SR-Dice> Nova rolled -+ 4 1 1 3 11 1 1 3 4 1 3 5 5 5 5 +- Succes -> 1

<Nova> ((fuck..)) <GM> * Nova, roll Reaction. *

<Nova> !dice 7 <SR-Dice> Nova rolled -+ 4 5 4 2 4 5 2 +- Succes -> 0

<Gizmo> <c> "Don't worry, I'll make sure all hear the tale of your daring deed." <Johnathan> "Remind me to kill the dwarf if I live..." <GM> * You both come barreling towards the warehouse, John ready to man his LMG like Mr. T with Murdock at the wheel. * <AnneMarie> ((i'm scared, lol) <GM> * You careen through the smoke at full speed, hitting a whopping 65mph... * <Johnathan> ((I Pitty the foo who crashes my van!)) <Nova> ((that'd be me)) <GM> * The remains of the smoke part and you're upon the Russian mafia goons. * <GM> * They open fire, shredding you both with autofire. Johnathan, you think to yourself, "What an incredibly STUPID idea this was," as you catch two rounds to the chest and one in your throat. * <GM> * Nova, you jerk the wheel as about twelve rounds smash into your chest and head. *

<GM> !dice 1 <SR-Dice> GM rolled -+ 8 +- Succes -> 0

<GM> * Nova, roll Reaction. One time...and pray the dice Gods smile upon you. *
 * Gizmo watches avidly through his binocs, wincing as the rounds hit his former comrades...

<Nova> !dice 7 <SR-Dice> Nova rolled -+ 11 3 3 9 5 4 2 +- Succes -> 0

<Nova> ((good enough?)) <GM> * As stated, Nova jerks the wheel as he's shredded by gunfire....The van lurches, doing a 180 degree turn. Nova, your last thought is "gas" as you step on the appropriate pedal and blackness envelopes you. * <GM> * Gizmo, you're about 4 blocks away and witness the van turn and start moving back the way it came. * <Tak777> (( lol, I would have thought brake, but thats me )) <Gizmo> "Oh the humanity!" <GM> * You watch as the Russians shoot at the retreating van. * <GM> * You do nothing? * <Gizmo> ((can i throw some smoke to cover their escape?)) <GM> * No. * <Gizmo> ((how far away from me are they?)) <Nova> ((does 4 blocks tell you anything?)) <Gizmo> ((hey, i got a strong arm ;) <GM> * GIZMO, you see them, obviously unconsious at the wheel. They won't go in a straight line for long. * <Gizmo> "Brave comrades, I salute your courage!" <Gizmo> <c> "This will be a story to thrill the ages!" <GM> * Just act, Hamlet. * <Nova> ((hehe)) <AnneMarie> (lol) <Johnathan> ((it gets me outa a date with Al if I die...)) <GM> * You can possibly get to it and get inside, it's only going 35mph. * <Gizmo> ((do i have a chance of stopping it somehow?)) <Gizmo> ((without risking my precious dwarven butt too much :)) <GM> * Not really. * <GM> * You either play the hero, or the jester. * <GM> * Here and now. * <GM> * Take your stand. * <GM> * Actions? *
 * GM blinks. *
 * Gizmo shakes his head sadly
 * Gizmo makes *sure* he can dodge the van though ;)
 * Gizmo mutters "...but alas, not your intelligence."
 * Gizmo lets it roll a while to see what happens...

<GM> !dice 1 <SR-Dice> GM rolled -+ 4 +- Succes -> 0

<GM> * It seems to be staying in a straight line. * <Gizmo> <c> "Try to stop the damn van, i'll try to get you bums out." <Gizmo> <c> "Why, i don't know...." <GM> ((it's ALL the dice now gentlemen....No more favors from me...No more handicaps.)) <GM> * Roll Reaction. *
 * Gizmo fires up the scoot, and tries to drive alongside.

<Gizmo> !dice 11 <SR-Dice> Gizmo rolled -+ 4 3 4 4 3 5 5 5 5 11 3 +- Succes -> 0

<GM> * Gizmo: You head towards the van, knowing what you're getting yourself into...You manage to do a 180 and get up alongside the van's driver-side door. * <Gizmo> ((i assume all the winows are shot out?)) <GM> * They have windows? * <Nova> ((No)) <GM> * It's a joke, act. All the glass on this thing is long-since shattered. * <GM> * Your little dwarven ass might be able to get in the window and steer...That's about it. * <Gizmo> ((ahh, what the hell, again)) <GM> * Roll Quickness. *
 * Gizmo reaches in and tries to stop the van - either pulling the emergency brake, or stopping the ignition
 * Gizmo whichever his stubby little dwarven arms can reach ;)
 * Gizmo tries to climb in the window.

<Gizmo> !dice 6 <SR-Dice> Gizmo rolled -+ 2 2 9 4 1 4 +- Succes -> 0

<GM> * Roll reaction. *

<Gizmo> !dice 11 <SR-Dice> Gizmo rolled -+ 4 1 4 5 4 17 2 4 5 2 3 +- Succes -> 0

<GM> * ... * <Gizmo> ((after saying a prayer to the patron saint of idiots and fools ;) <GM> * Gizmo the dwarf, finding balls he never thought he had in him (none of us did, either), guns the engine of his scooter and heads for the oncoming 'Van of Idiocy'. He passes it, executing a 180-degree skid and gunning back up alongside the thing. * <GM> * He balances himself and takes a leap of faith, hurling his little dwarven body halfway into the window and grabbing the steering wheel, allowing Nova's corpse to press the gas. His scooter gets ditched along the roadway, tumbling and crashing behind. * <GM> * He navigates the van for a time until he's in relative-enough safety to get all the way inside and stop the van. * <Gizmo> "Chicks dig scars" <GM> !!!
 * Gizmo looks around in confusion...


 * GM changes topic to '#S-Run...<Gizmo> "Chicks dig scars"'

<GM> ((inst-o-karma for you)) <Cavalier-> ((yeah)) <Gizmo> ((hehe cool )) <GM> * Got a medical skill? * <Gizmo> ((of course not ;)) <Gizmo> ((any trauma patches? I'll even slap one on Nova if I can find one)) <GM> * You have one trauma patch. * <GM> * Roll intelligence. *
 * Gizmo gathers his wits and looks for signs of pursuit.
 * Gizmo whips out the medkit and tries to patch up anybody half breathing

<Gizmo> !dice 6 <SR-Dice> Gizmo rolled -+ 1 1 4 4 5 4 +- Succes -> 0

<GM> Karma it. <GM> * YOU have one left. *

<Gizmo> !dice 1 <SR-Dice> Gizmo rolled -+ 4 +- Succes -> 0

<GM> * Reroll. * <GM> * Or perm burn for 1 success. * <Gizmo> ((how much do i get the feeling i need, roughly ;) <GM> * Reroll the 6 intell dice, or take a for-sure success and lose 1kpool permanently, Gizmo.)) <Gizmo> ((hmm))

<Gizmo> !dice 6 <SR-Dice> Gizmo rolled -+ 4 1 2 4 2 3 +- Succes -> 0

<Gizmo> ((doh)) <Tak777> ((heh)) <GM> * You slap a trauma patch on Johnathan, in fact, you use it as a pressure dressing on that gaping throat wound he has. * <Gizmo> ((LOL)) <AnneMarie> LOL <Gizmo> ((oh, i got 1 task pool dice i think))

<GM> * Roll it. *

<Gizmo> !dice 1 <SR-Dice> Gizmo rolled -+ 4 +- Succes -> 0

<GM> * Do you know a doctor? * <Nova> ((John gave him patch's address)) <Gizmo> ((he gave me patch's card earleir)) <GM> * Then drive, motherfucker! * <GM> * Your scoot is long gone.... * <GM> * Along with a good portion of your gear....Whatever you had with you. * <GM> * But you're saving two lives, you selfish bastard. * <Gizmo> ((sniff)) <GM> * So act. * <GM> * Johnathan, roll body. Just body. *
 * Gizmo throws the scoot in the back and floors it

<Johnathan> !dice 4 <SR-Dice> Johnathan rolled -+ 1 2 5 7 +- Succes -> 0

<GM> * Roll willpower. *

<Johnathan> !dice 4 <SR-Dice> Johnathan rolled -+ 1 5 5 11 +- Succes -> 0

<GM> * Gizmo, actions? * <GM> * Roll Reaction. *
 * Gizmo drives towards the doc

<Gizmo> !dice 11 <SR-Dice> Gizmo rolled -+ 2 7 4 1 11 2 2 4 1 3 2 +- Succes -> 0

<GM> * You haul ass through Seattle, making record time and getting from the Industrial Zone to Patch's Clinic in 25 minutes. * <GM> * Patch takes them both in, with the help of his young ork'ish assistant. * <GM> * He doesn't know whether they'll pull through and says that they owe you their lives. * <GM> * He says you can wait in the lobby if you want as he heads into surgery on Johnathan. * <AnneMarie> (i don't owe them anything :P) <GM> ((lol)) <GM> ((this girl is something else)) <Cavalier-> ((spend your money and rest up youngsters)) <Cavalier-> ((You're rookies no more)) <Cavalier-> ((Time to get serious))
 * Gizmo nods solemnly
 * Gizmo gets on the horn to his fixer to try to arrange some kind of follow up i guess...

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ANNE & THE FAMILY ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ <AnneMarie> (bye bye A-Team van in a big explosion :P) <AnneMarie> (guess i made a total mess of things eh?) <AnneMarie> :/ <GM> ((no)) <GM> ((you saved the day)) <GM> ((literally)) <GM> ((these guys did everything but walk in and say "SHOOT ME!")) <AnneMarie> ((lol)) <GM> * You drive your wounded, bloody-faced self on over to Capo Misiano's. * <GM> * You have a gaping facial wound...If you don't want to be un-pretty you'll need cosmetic surgery for it. * <GM> * You are greeted by Don Misiano and are asked about the info, the lab, and where the others are? * <GM> * "Allow me to make a few calls, my dear." *
 * AnneMarie parks her car and gets changed back into her skirt and tosses her armor clothes into her car, she grabs her bag, going up to his house, trying to wipe the blood from her face.
 * AnneMarie notes to herself, "Plastic surgery, first thing in the morning"
 * AnneMarie gives him the data chip. "All the info you wanted should be on there, I destroyed the lab for the most part. I would have made sure it was all destroyed but the place was in a state of alert... I don't know what the others did to cause it or where they are right now."
 * AnneMarie nods and wipes up her face some more, taking a few steps back.

<GM> * Gizmo, Johnathan's phone rings. * <Gizmo> "Johanathan's bloody phone" <Gizmo> "Hello??" <Gizmo> "Is this thing broken?" <GM> * A familiar voice comes across the phone, "To whom am I speaking?" * <Gizmo> "It's me!" <GM> * You recognize it as Capo Misiano. * <Gizmo> "...Gizmo." <GM> * "..." * <GM> * "Mr. Gizmo...Where is Mr. Myers?" * <Gizmo> "Ahh, greetings sir, I did not recognize your voice at first." <Gizmo> "He is somewhat wounded at the moment sir." <GM> * "I see...And Mr. Johan?" * <Gizmo> "Ummm, well sir, he's a bit missing at the moment." <Johnathan> ((hiding in a twinky stand)) <GM> ((shit, in a bodybag)) <GM> * "I see." * <Gizmo> "There was a bit of a problem during the reconnaisance, I'm afraid." <Gizmo> "However, there have been severe casualties to the guards at the factory." <Gizmo> "I am trying to arrange an immediate followup, while they are still disorganized." <Gizmo> "But..." <Gizmo> "Because I believe they will be strongly reinforced by tonight, alas." <GM> * "Enough." * <Gizmo> "Yes sir" <GM> * "The mission, as far as I'm aware, has been a success. The lab was destroyed and I hold the data in my hand." * <GM> * "Am I mistaken?" * <Gizmo> "Ahh, excellent sir." <Gizmo> "That is according to plan - we had a bit of communication problem, but it seems to have worked itself out." <GM> * "Very good....Once you've rounded up the remainder of the team, give my estate a call. They will arrange a meeting for us." * <GM> * "Goodbye, Mr. Gizmo." * <Gizmo> "Excellent sir - thank you" <GM> * Click. * <Gizmo> ((hmmm))
 * Gizmo shakes it.

<GM> * Anne, Capo Misiano makes some calls on his old-fashioned desk phone. He speaks seriously with whoever's on the other end. Eventually, he hangs up and looks at you. * <GM> * "Your friends are alive, my dear." * <GM> * "Let me see your face." * <GM> * "Oh, no, no no...." * <GM> * "You poor thing." * <GM> * He summons his butler who immediately fetches a first aid kit. The butler then expertly cleans and bandages your wounds. * <GM> * They've patched that as well. * <GM> * Capo Misiano invites you to stay the night in his estate, telling you that he'll have the best bodysculpter he knows in to see you first thing in the morning. * <GM> * "No trouble at all, my dear." * <GM> * He escorts you to your room... *
 * AnneMarie sighs, cringing a bit.
 * AnneMarie smiles appreciatively "Thank you."
 * AnneMarie hopes her shoulder stopped bleeding :P
 * AnneMarie rubs her shoulder softly, she undoes her braid and straightens out her hair, she accepts. "Thank you, i'm sorry to be so much trouble.."

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ THE AFTERMATH ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ <GM> * Gizmo, the trideo in the lobby shifts from a report on the latest Urban Brawl stats to... * <GM> ***BREAKING NEWS*** <GM> * A young blonde woman reports that the body of a murderer on trial -- who'd escaped last week during a prison transport, killing the officers and fleeing the scene -- was discovered gunned down in a local Ghetto-Mart on the outskirts of the Puyallup Barrens. The shooting has been ruled as gang-related. * <GM> * You clearly see Johan's body, laying dead on top of a pile of Twinkies and other assorted Hostess Snack Cakes. * <AnneMarie> (lol) <Gizmo> "Bummer." <GM> * Two hours later, Patch comes out of the Operating Room, his apron and gloves stained with blood. * <Gizmo> "Musta been a bear, doc - how do they look?" <GM> * "Johnathan will live. He's a tough one, and has been through worse than this before." * <Gizmo> "Worse? - golly." <GM> * "Nova as well." * <Gizmo> "I knew him less well - but that's good news." <Gizmo> "Thanks doc - your expertise did the trick I'm sure." <Gizmo> "I have a bit of a scratch, perhaps you could check it out" <GM> * You're two bullet holes hurt greatly. * <GM> * He takes you in back and performs minor surgery to dig them out. * <GM> * He warns you about wearing so many layers of armor, letting you know that it only slows down the round down instead of letting it pass through you like it might have in other circumstances. * <Gizmo> "I have seen the light, doc" <Gizmo> "The armor is heavier here in Seattle then it was in my old home town." <Gizmo> "I will have to adjust, but any lesson learned is progress, eh?" <Gizmo> "Progress..."
 * Gizmo tries to call AnneMarie
 * Gizmo nods solemnly
 * Gizmo whistles
 * Gizmo grits his teeth manfully, er dwarffully.
 * Gizmo nods solemnly.
 * Gizmo looks at the holes in his arm and winces a little bit.

<GM> * Nova, you survive and are released from IC in two days. * <GM> * You feel a little awkward, but that's not something unusual for someone who's been as close to death as you have. * <GM> * Your essence is reduced from .12 to .1. * <Nova> ?my bill? <GM> * Patch says he'll put it on your tab. See him later. * <GM> * Johnathan: You got royally fucked up....Your last memory is of the Hellhound and it's steaming corpse. * <GM> * You're released from IC after 7 days. * <GM> * You've got a nasty scar on your throat that you can't hide unless you start wearing turtle-necks. * <Tak777> (( Emo Johnathan )) <Johnathan> ((fun)) <Johnathan> ??whats my bill?? <GM> * Johnathan, Patch says he'll put it on your tab as well. * <GM> * Anne, my little behind-the-scenes beauty....You're plastic surgery runs you 5 grand to remove the scar on your face and reconstruct the cartilage of your jaw. *

<GM> * Nova, the Capo understands your situation and you recieve the payment of 14,000 nuyen the same as the rest of the group...However; he stipulates that your recieving full pay is a retainer, he has more work for your little group in the near future. * <Tak777> (( lol, that sucks )) <Johnathan> ((looks like we work for the mafia now lol)) <GM> * Nope. Capo Misiano cannot risk using mafia muscle for his jobs at this time, so instead he uses freelance help. * <GM> * Namely, you...Think of him as your own personal Godfather, for now. * <Johnathan> ((ok)) <GM> * Do you all accept this? * <Nova> ((well yes, i don't have anything against it)) <GM> * Actually, Gizmo, you're the only one excused. * <Johnathan> "I accept"

<GM> * Johnathan and Nova...You each owe Patch 15,000 and 20,000 respectively. * <GM> * Gizmo, yours was 2 grand. * <GM> * Nova, he charges you for your knee surgery as well as your last revival. * <GM> * Johnathan pays himself off. * <GM> * Nova, you're allowed to keep the tab with Patch if you can't pay now. * <GM> * Good idea. * <GM> * Johnathan....your van is shot to hell....The front is swiss cheese. The rear is just as bad. *
 * Johnathan pays his bill.
 * Nova has only 7000 and leaves it to himself to buy some COMM's.
 * Johnathan looks at his Van and contemplates filling in the speed holes that the russians helpfully put in the back doors of his Van.
 * Johnathan grumbles and sighs and thinks maybe looking for another knock off suit salesman to get a new Van will be a better idea

<GM> * For 5,000 you can get 3 High Quality Commlinks with throat mics for subvocalization. * <Johnathan> ((I am off to bed unless theres somethin else?)) <GM> * Yes, there is. * <Johnathan> ((ok))
 * Nova takes the commlink offer.
 * Nova keeps all of them in his many hiding places, one each.
 * Johnathan does as well for new comms.

<GM> *** KARMA CHAMELEON! ***

<GM> * Nova...2 for doing nothing more than riding in and getting yourself shot up. * <GM> * Johnathan... * <GM> * 5 for doing what you do best while getting shot...Would've been 6 but you fucked up on that critical failure. * <Johnathan> ((yeah)) <GM> * Gizmo...7 for saving the fucking day and being the luckiest fool I've ever GM'd for. * <Tak777> haha <Nova> hehehe <Gizmo> lol <Gizmo> "I'd rather be lucky than good" <GM> * Anne...6 for being the only one with some sense and carrying out the mission, even faced with death...Although you could do to be more of a team player in the future. * <Cavalier-> ((pfft)) <Johnathan> ((Johan ..... 0 for geting shot while shopping)) <GM> * Johan... * <GM> * Well, poor Johan is worm food for that big Twinkie-Ranger in the ski. A poor victim of random street violence. * <GM> * Beware Nova, even street trash can take you tough-as-nails shadowrunners out. *

<Nova> ((I'm not fighting shoprobberers)) <GM> lol <GM> you'd have laid on the ground and gotten mugged? <Nova> ((no, just did my shopping)) <Nova> ((like "mind your own bussiness")) <Nova> ((*does his shopping*)) <Nova> ((hhehehhe)) <GM> they'd have shot you <AnneMarie> ((i'm ordering my groceries from now on :P)) <GM> lol <GM> anne, you can now afford to do that <AnneMarie> lol <AnneMarie> i can barely afford my apartment <AnneMarie> that car cost me alot too lol

<GM> * Game off. *