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1936 - Pulp Heroes
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Blackrat
He Who Lurks Beyond The Veil
Evening of April 20th, 1936. Central Park, New York.
[sblock=Elizabeth & Michael]The Central Park looked nice. It had been a month since Robert Moses and his crew had finished cleaning and repairing the park, and they had done amazingly good job. You still remember what it was only a year ago. Dead trees, worn-out lawns, vandalism etc. You wouldn't even have dreamed of these kind of nice evening walks through the park those days. Now you two are just enjoying the darkening evening, strolling through the park and having a private conversation. It is already guite late but there are still a few other people in the park too. Suddenly you hear a gunshot from the direction of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.[/sblock]
[sblock=Eddie]You are sitting on bench at the Turtle Pond of Central Park. You were supposed to meet Dr. Alexei Ivanov here half an hour ago but there is no sign of him. Alexei is an old associate of yours, you could almost call him a friend. He is a brilliant archeologist, and a few years ago he gave you an exclusive story about his findings in his Giza-dig. A couple of days ago he contacted you again and set up this meeting. He told you that he had a story for you. You are still waiting him when you hear a gunshot from the direction of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.[/sblock]
[sblock=Lotka]A nice park these americans have built here. It's a good place for you to walk around and go through your theories. It is already starting to get dark but there are still a few others in the park too. You are deep in your thoughts when you hear a gunshot from the direction of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.[/sblock]
[sblock=Jack]You got a new assignment this morning. An archeologist named Alexei Ivanov. Apparently he has made some important discovery for the goverment, so you were dispatced to protect him until he can study the thing and get it to safety. You just found him and were about to go and introduce yourself when he went to the Central Park. Somehow you lost sight of him and are now trying to figure where he dissappeared. Suddenly you hear a gunshot from the direction of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.[/sblock]
[Sblock=John]You have been spending the evening with your old buddies from the Flying Legion, a mercenary airforce you belonged to for a few years after the war. Now you're walking to your hotel and decided to take a shortcut through the Central Park. It is already guite dark so there are not many others out anymore. Suddenly you hear a gunshot from the direction of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.[/sblock]
[sblock=Elizabeth & Michael]The Central Park looked nice. It had been a month since Robert Moses and his crew had finished cleaning and repairing the park, and they had done amazingly good job. You still remember what it was only a year ago. Dead trees, worn-out lawns, vandalism etc. You wouldn't even have dreamed of these kind of nice evening walks through the park those days. Now you two are just enjoying the darkening evening, strolling through the park and having a private conversation. It is already guite late but there are still a few other people in the park too. Suddenly you hear a gunshot from the direction of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.[/sblock]
[sblock=Eddie]You are sitting on bench at the Turtle Pond of Central Park. You were supposed to meet Dr. Alexei Ivanov here half an hour ago but there is no sign of him. Alexei is an old associate of yours, you could almost call him a friend. He is a brilliant archeologist, and a few years ago he gave you an exclusive story about his findings in his Giza-dig. A couple of days ago he contacted you again and set up this meeting. He told you that he had a story for you. You are still waiting him when you hear a gunshot from the direction of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.[/sblock]
[sblock=Lotka]A nice park these americans have built here. It's a good place for you to walk around and go through your theories. It is already starting to get dark but there are still a few others in the park too. You are deep in your thoughts when you hear a gunshot from the direction of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.[/sblock]
[sblock=Jack]You got a new assignment this morning. An archeologist named Alexei Ivanov. Apparently he has made some important discovery for the goverment, so you were dispatced to protect him until he can study the thing and get it to safety. You just found him and were about to go and introduce yourself when he went to the Central Park. Somehow you lost sight of him and are now trying to figure where he dissappeared. Suddenly you hear a gunshot from the direction of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.[/sblock]
[Sblock=John]You have been spending the evening with your old buddies from the Flying Legion, a mercenary airforce you belonged to for a few years after the war. Now you're walking to your hotel and decided to take a shortcut through the Central Park. It is already guite dark so there are not many others out anymore. Suddenly you hear a gunshot from the direction of the Metropolitan Museum of Art.[/sblock]
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Elizabeth flinches as she hears the gunshot, instinctivly ducking, having been in far too many gunfights not to be a little jumpy and paranoid. Once she realizes that they are safe she looks sheepishly at Mick.
"Sorry, Borneo is just a little too fresh in my memory. " she says and looks off towards the Museum. "We should probably check it out," her own basic, ingrained altruism and concern for others kicking in almost instinctively.
"Sorry, Borneo is just a little too fresh in my memory. " she says and looks off towards the Museum. "We should probably check it out," her own basic, ingrained altruism and concern for others kicking in almost instinctively.
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industrygothica
Adventurer
Eddie bolts up at the sound of the gunshot, and instinctively takes a step toward the noise. He wouldn't have remembered the act of actually rising from the bench of he'd tried.
No, he thinks to himself as he resists the urge to jet off to the scene, wherever it may be. I've got to meet Alexei, he'll be here soon.
He finds himself pacing with a freshly lit cigarette in his mouth. Back and forth in front of the small stone bench, hands jammed in his pockets rattling some loose change. "C'mon Alexei," he whispers to himself impatiently. He takes a deep pull off the cigarette and exchanges the pacing for a few nervous bounces on the balls of his feet. His head darts quickly back and forth--furtive glances here and there through thick clouds of smoke.
"Aww, screw it," he says to himself, and snatches up his camera case and dashes off toward the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
No, he thinks to himself as he resists the urge to jet off to the scene, wherever it may be. I've got to meet Alexei, he'll be here soon.
He finds himself pacing with a freshly lit cigarette in his mouth. Back and forth in front of the small stone bench, hands jammed in his pockets rattling some loose change. "C'mon Alexei," he whispers to himself impatiently. He takes a deep pull off the cigarette and exchanges the pacing for a few nervous bounces on the balls of his feet. His head darts quickly back and forth--furtive glances here and there through thick clouds of smoke.
"Aww, screw it," he says to himself, and snatches up his camera case and dashes off toward the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
Voda Vosa
First Post
The air was fresh in his face as he walks in the park. Lotka love that sensation when he was thinking, but something get him out of his awake dreams, a loud "Bum". The professor instinctively put his hand on his sheathed gun under his clothes. He looked frenetically around, specking someone to come out for him. But no one did.
After some minutes, curiosity defeated fear, and Lotka found himself running towards the museum.
After some minutes, curiosity defeated fear, and Lotka found himself running towards the museum.
John walks home with the nice warmth of one too many whiskeys warming his belly. Suddenly the sharp dry crack of a pistol shot drives the fog from his brain. Instinctively he checks the action of his Luger under his leather vest. He stays in the shadows as he slowly makeshis way towards the museum.
Mirth
Explorer
At the pop of the gunshot, instinct took over and Jack moved with a determined pace towards the museum. He slipped the Browning out of his shoulder holster and scanned the park for signs of Ivanov, slowing when the ember of a cigarette announced the presence of another man before he broke into the circle of light beneath a streetlamp. As the man quickly turned down the path towards the museum, Jack pulled back into the shadows and followed, calmly taking the safety off his pistol and keeping his eye on the bouncing ember.
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Fenris
Adventurer
kirinke said:
Murphy's head swiveled instinively when the shot is fired. As he saw that it was of no immediate danger, he relaxed a bit.
As Elizabeth suggests that they check the shot out, Murphy just rolls his eyes. But replies with a professional "Yes ma'am." and heads towards the museum just ahead of Elizabeth.
Elizabeth rolls her eyes at the Yes M'am, which in Mick speak is.... Well. It meant alot of things depending on the situation and what they were facing.
"Hay, at least we're not back in Haiti. Remember that voodoo priest and the guy that was always falling apart?" she said, wincing at the memory.
She had nearly wound up being the priest's next sacrifice and Mick had almost been the guy's next 'falling apart minion'.
"Hay, at least we're not back in Haiti. Remember that voodoo priest and the guy that was always falling apart?" she said, wincing at the memory.
She had nearly wound up being the priest's next sacrifice and Mick had almost been the guy's next 'falling apart minion'.
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