[d20 Apocalypse] After the Blast IC

[airwalkrr]

Day 0, November 3rd, 2020, Approx. 12:15 PM (18:15 GMT)

[sblock=Voda Vosa, Dekana, Frozen Messiah, Willette aka Group Alpha]With the exception of the sign for Manny, Moe, and Jack and the occasional cracked window, this building looks like it is in relatively good shape. The worst damage seems to be on the north side where a few vehicles were flung into the wall. There is even a sign on the front door that says "Come in! We're open!" although there is no sign of anyone inside.

Inside it is dark and foreboding. The blackout caused by the EMP has made this place a haunting mixture of shadowy stacks of auto parts and the smell of rubber and oil emanates from within. How will you approach?[/sblock]

[sblock=failedreality, Hob Marshmallowfoot, Blackrat aka Group Beta]Back inside the truck, you watch as the others approach the store. Aziz is laying in the back on the bed, still unconscious but slightly moaning in pain. "Say, youse a doctor right? Cantcha do anything else for 'im?" Harry asks Kyle.[/sblock]

 

[Voda Vosa]

[sblock=Store group]
Francisco peeks his head in and says "Seems clear, vamos." he says, waiting for the trained man to enter first. After all, all he knows about won't be of much use in a real combat, excepting his crossbow training.
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[Hob Marshmallowfoot]

Sgt. James Matthews; 6/32

James turns from watching the others approach the store, "Maybe you have something in that bag you can give him for the pain doc?"

James gives the tall man in the cab a thoughtful look. "So Harry, what is it that you do... did... before this all happened?" Motioning around generally for emphasis, he turns to watch the group again, "You from around Chicago?"

[sblock=ooc]James is going to rely on that undercover cop intuition to try to get a feel for the whole situation here; Intuition = 19[/sblock]

 

[failedreality]

Tom Buckner 12/23

As the others head off into the store, Tom just sits and watches the cloud and debris getting larger and bigger. He still cannot believe what just happened here. He was running all of these scenarios through his head and just couldn't figure out what would have triggered such an attack.

Tom gets out his laptop to try and check any internet sources he can but soon realizes that it's just not going to work. "What a waste now.." he mumbles to himself.

 

[airwalkrr]

Day 0, November 3rd, 2020, Approx. 12:17 PM (18:17 GMT)

[sblock=Group Alpha]Francisco can see several aisles of tires, motor oil, cleaner fluid, motor tools and much, much more. Towards the back he sees a sign that indicates an aisle with car batteries.[/sblock]

[sblock=Hob Marshmallowfoot]James gets a bad feeling about the auto store. It is a little too quiet around here for what he has seen elsewhere. Sure, the store is off the main thoroughfare, but this building is in great shape compared to a lot of others he's seen. Where are the people?[/sblock]

 

[Frozen Messiah]

Terrence 25/44

[sblock=Group Alpha]
Terrence slide in the door silently and moves through the shop slowly taking in all that he can before he comes back to the group. Terrence gets that familiar sense of being on edge with all of his sense focused on something. He also notices his hand drifted towards his knife hilt so he was ready at any time for someone or something.

Terrences actions:
Move Silently/Hide: 1d20+10=21, 1d20+10=18
Spot Check: 1d20=15
Listen Check: 1d20+10=20
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[Blackrat]

No, not really. Kyle answers to Harry and James. Most of the meds I had were in my car and this young fella needs intensive care to recover. Nothing I can do here in the car. If we had an ambulance, then sure. He sighs and puts his head between his hands. Not to mention clean surgery eguipment. If we could get to one of the hospitals, I could probably find most that I need. I doubt many would consider scalpels and such high priority for looting, but I sure could use them.

[sblock=OOC]Hehe... Just as I was writing this there was a song about nuclear apocalypse on the radio [/sblock]

 

[ThWatcher]

Janice Cardinal 3/6

[SBLOCK]<a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2319818/">Initial blast damage. (1d50+25=33)</a> 6 - (.33 + .25) x 6 = 2.52 = 3
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She had been walking most of the day to get here. There it was, the store from her dream. The sign was wrong though. It was supposed to be laying on the ground. She went around the side of the store and saw the rest of the parking lot. The parking lot was supposed to be a mess and a $20 bill is supposed to be at the curb in the snow. Well, maybe one of the cars would crash into the sign and it would fall over and make the mess.

She stood by the side of the building, watching. After a little while, a man walks out of the store carrying a medium sized box. He pulls his keys out of his pocket and a $20 bill falls to the ground. He doesn't notice as he opens the door and places the box in his car. He then goes around and get in the other side and drives off.

There it is, the $20 bill on the ground before the mess. All she has to do is walk out and casually pick it up. So she does. But as she picks it up, there is a flash of light followed shortly by a very loud boom. Then silence. Then the 'storm'. To her, that's the only thing she had to compare it to. A storm like she'd never seen before. It came up before she could run for the building and threw her against one of the cars in the parking lot. When she looked up the 3 giant heads were flying toward her. She screamed and closed her eyes.

When she woke, the three heads were laying beside her and she was under a car. Then she heard the big truck drive up and stop in the parking lot. Men, and a woman, got out and went into the store. Not trusting anyone, especially men, was how she had stayed free for all these months, so her first instinct was to be quiet and wait for them to leave.

 

[Voda Vosa]

Francisco tries to point at the batteries section to the militar, jerking his head towards it. For him, keeping his head busy with this helped him not to go mad and break down.

 

[Hob Marshmallowfoot]

Sgt. James Matthews; 6/32

James nods as Kyle is speaking, continuing to watch the automotive shop intently, when suddenly he stops moving and holds up his hand momentarily. Looking from one side of the parking lot to another, he furrows his brow and begins to unzip his black duffel bag.

"Something... something ain't right here Doc..."

He reaches into the bag, and a .44 mag Smith and Wesson from the bag emerges in his hand, along with a small box. He pops open the cylinder and begins loading cartridges from the container, "I didn't mention it before, but I work... worked... narcotics. Undercover. You get to relying a lot on your intuition, in my line of work. James snaps the cylinder closed and puts the box in his pocket.

He looks at Kyle, "Look at this lot, Doc. There were a lot of people trying to get cars started back there at that intersection. Wouldn't a few folks be poking around here by now? I mean besides us..."

James pops open the passenger side door, steps down on the running board, and sticks the magnum in the back of his belt.

"I'm going to have a look around here; make sure everything is kosher."

With that, he hops to the ground and begins walking across the lot toward the side of the building.

[sblock] James is going to look around and see if he notices anything unusual, out of place, etc. Also, what is the general layout of the parking lot and the building? Is there a back/side entrance or alleyway or anything? As a cop, he's obviously looking for any sign that there might be people trying to conceal their presence. Listen/Spot = 25! Man, where were you where I was dodging flaming ethanol earlier [/sblock]