Gaming w/Jemal: Mutant Apocalypse Issue 2: Vegas!
Moon_Goddess
Have I really been on this site for over 20 years!
Katrina looks around at all the commotion.
"Anyone care to tell me what just happened here? I was undercover spying on those guys and you come here with guns and throw this guy around like a piece of crumpled paper. And I'm just confusing on what's going on honestly."
"Anyone care to tell me what just happened here? I was undercover spying on those guys and you come here with guns and throw this guy around like a piece of crumpled paper. And I'm just confusing on what's going on honestly."
"What happened here is that the self-proclaimed king of mind games, drooling on the floor over there, got schooled. The SWAT team wasn't real. Gotta admit that drool boy dismissing 'em was a neat trick. But that was just my opening volley.
Enoch turns to Laura. "Oh, I trust you, and not just because you're a stunner set to kill, or the whole rescue thing. But logistics are an issue. I s'pose we could just leave the muscle and drag the warden to your friends. That what you had in mind?"
Enoch turns to Laura. "Oh, I trust you, and not just because you're a stunner set to kill, or the whole rescue thing. But logistics are an issue. I s'pose we could just leave the muscle and drag the warden to your friends. That what you had in mind?"
BBs
First Post
"Huh, on second thought, that would be a bad idea. I don't think any of my friends would like that, I especially don't want to meet an officer" Laura gives a slight smile. "Look I should head back to them, thank you for the rescue." she sighs "This isn't the first time I've been rescued. I'll at least give you two my cell number, in case we ever want to meet up again hopefully over less harrowing circumstances." She gives her two rescuers her cell number, and waits if they need her for anything other having to do with police work. If not, she'll leave to return back to the others.
Enoch tries unsuccessfully to suppress a huge grin upon receiving the phone number, then replies, trying, again unsuccessfully, to sound casual. "Yeah, um, that would be cool. We should totally meet up sometime. We could, you know, go shopping, or um maybe see a movie." He glances down, embarrassed, and his eyes fall upon Chris. "Oh yeah, I hate to ask this, especially since I don't know what your friends are like. But I'm really not sure what to do with creepy mentalist guy. Do you think your friends might have a good way to deal with him?"
Jemal
Adventurer
After some debate, It is decided, and Laura contacts her team. Within moments, Zerith is there with replacement clothes for the ladies, and Uomo has (discreetly) located law enforcement agents who are not on the badguys payroll.
Enoch makes everybody forget that Laura and Kat were there so nobody wonders where they went, and then they take off before the agents show up.
It's a bit rushed and messy, but functional, and the agents will be more than willing to take credit for the bust.
Enoch makes everybody forget that Laura and Kat were there so nobody wonders where they went, and then they take off before the agents show up.
It's a bit rushed and messy, but functional, and the agents will be more than willing to take credit for the bust.
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Voda Vosa
First Post
Uomo walks into the hotel room, as he takes his trenchcoat off, and throws it on a sofa, to collapse over it too. It might be his suspenders pants, the high calibre revolver strapped around his chest, or the cigar he is now smoking, but he has one of those godfather moments. "So..." he begins. "Little Laura wanted to play big time in Vegas and ended up in the slave market." he smiled. A reproachful smile. "At any rate, you and your new found friends here manage to dismantle the slavers' organization. Well done amici." he looks at both Enoch and Katrina. "Do sit and introduce yourselves please, I am very curious. You are among friends here." Uomo takes a deep breath from his cigar, puffing up the smoke, and letting his arms fall to the sides of the sofa.
Walking Dad
First Post
Frost
Frost stays in the background and looks at the newcomers. He was glad than Laura joined so he stopped being the new guy. It is interesting to see this kind of situation from the other side.
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Frost
HP 1
conditions: normal
defenses:
DODGE 7
PARRY 7
FORTITUDE 9
TOUGHNESS 13 (13 Impervious)
WILL 8
Immunity (poison, disease, crit, suffocation, cold)
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Frost stays in the background and looks at the newcomers. He was glad than Laura joined so he stopped being the new guy. It is interesting to see this kind of situation from the other side.
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Frost
HP 1
conditions: normal
defenses:
DODGE 7
PARRY 7
FORTITUDE 9
TOUGHNESS 13 (13 Impervious)
WILL 8
Immunity (poison, disease, crit, suffocation, cold)
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Felix was agitated, Laura managed to run into three other metas, apparently in a span of minutes of hitting the casino floor… honestly, he could not fault her for how she handled herself but.. he could fault that his attempt at savaging dinner was rendered mute, it had gotten could…
And that it was her, unnecessary, substitutions in the shopping list that had made it a salvage operation in the first place was annoying as well, but his grievances would have to wait.
For the time being, Felix was taking the opportunity to microwave a serving of his pasta, he managed to press the start button right as Uomo said “here.”
“D-veRrUooooo~!” sounded the microwave oven, with Felix standing on a stool to use it, in the only form he had decided to grace the others in, that of a child. He looked left, then right with an expression that betrayed that he realized, maybe now was not the best time to start microwaving his meal… He grinned awkwardly as he rolled his eyes around ‘innocently’.
He then, much to late, attempted a low, shaky, whistle to camouflage the micro wave as he got off the stool was more comedic then affective, but thankfully he halted the attempt after getting down rather than continue for the minute and a half that it needed; Felix did develop a slight blush of embarrassment though.
And that it was her, unnecessary, substitutions in the shopping list that had made it a salvage operation in the first place was annoying as well, but his grievances would have to wait.
For the time being, Felix was taking the opportunity to microwave a serving of his pasta, he managed to press the start button right as Uomo said “here.”
“D-veRrUooooo~!” sounded the microwave oven, with Felix standing on a stool to use it, in the only form he had decided to grace the others in, that of a child. He looked left, then right with an expression that betrayed that he realized, maybe now was not the best time to start microwaving his meal… He grinned awkwardly as he rolled his eyes around ‘innocently’.
He then, much to late, attempted a low, shaky, whistle to camouflage the micro wave as he got off the stool was more comedic then affective, but thankfully he halted the attempt after getting down rather than continue for the minute and a half that it needed; Felix did develop a slight blush of embarrassment though.
