(D20 Modern) CORELINE: FIREWALLS: EPISODE 1 (IC)

[perrinmiller]

Caelin transforms to become the hybrid panther and gives the weener a full view of his fangs and claws. He casually breaks a thumb saying in a soft feline voice that has the tone of a cat that just doesn't care, "You look like a rat to me and I love to play with rats."

He nonchalantly breaks the other thumb and asks casually like he inquiring about the weather, "How do you feel about losing an eyeball or two?"

Caelin steps back and lets the chain demon take a crack as well.

Intimidate Aid Another (1d20=12)

 

[Herobizkit]

Seth wordlessly lowers his arms and head, loosening the pair of chains wrapped about them. The weapons slide out from under his wide sleeves, hitting the ground with a bone-chilling *clink*. Suddenly, each chain begins to slowly sprout assorted hooks, barbs, and blades. Kain raises his head to look the weenie in the eyes.

[sblock=Guess he's not scared of pain...]Aid Another: 1d20=2[/sblock]

 

[marcoasalazarm]

OOC: 24 Plus 12 Plus 2 in Intimidate... ouch.

IC: The Halloweener screams like a little girl when both thumbs are broken and then he says in a high-piched voice:

"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!?"

 

[perrinmiller]

Caelin replies, "Well that depends, what are you offering to spare your life of misery?"

 

[marcoasalazarm]

"What do you need? Guns, drugs, broads...?"

The Halloweener moves his hands a little where they are restrained. Small popping sounds come from his thumbs. The man stiffles a yell, now knowing that it was a bad idea to move them.

 

[Herobizkit]

"Hey, he got it in two!" Seth grinned wickedly. "Does he win a prize?"

Seth bent down to stare into the weener's eyes. "We are looking for drugs. Special drugs. Drugs that make people fly, or run super fast, or lift cars... and then kill them."

 

[perrinmiller]

Caelin adds in, "Better be good information and worthwhile. You still have unbroken fingers."

<< OOC: Sense Motive +2>>

 

[marcoasalazarm]

(OOC: I was waiting for Vincente's reaction, but oh well):

"'Drugs that....'?", the Halloweener mutters for a moment, then closes his eyes, grunts and then nods. "Yeah, I know what you mean. The genetic modifications."

He winces again when he moves his hands and he says:

"I know where the ripperdoc is, the guy who makes them: The doc's.. the doc makes housecalls, but I know where the lab is.

It's outside of the city, in Mercer Island.", he proves the exact address-9611 SE 72nd St.

http://mimaps.mercergov.org/mox52_m...id=1&destination=Parcels&frm_candidateid=6330

"Good luck getting there, though. The bridges are blown. *Again*.", he chuckles darkly.

<<OOC-Re: Sense Motive: No need. The guy's got intimidated enough.>>

Mercer Island is just outside of Seattle-a high-class business and neighborhood district that is also the throughway of a major Interstate. Ever since the Vanishing, the bridges connecting the island have been blown up or torn apart VERY often-so often that it has become somethat of a running joke in local folklore.

The Island, because of this, has a pretty lucrative ferry and sea taxi service.

 

[perrinmiller]

Caelin turns to look at Seth and Vic and says quietly, "Okay pretty easy so far."

Back to the weener he asks, "So who else and what else is at this lab?"

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[marcoasalazarm]

"Bunch of automated defense systems-sentry guns, attack drones.... a bodyguard or two, I think... big guys, augmented with cybernetics. It's been a while since I went there. The Doc changes things often."