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Dark*Matter, Discovery: Pushing for Impeachment
- Thread starter Falkus
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iwatt
First Post
"What you forgot the number 3 amp/volt meter again. I've told you to keep it in the kit and stop fiddling around with it on traffic. Let's go get it." The con-man moves down with Diego towards the van. Once they're inside, he begins hiding the weapons on himself and Diego.
[sblock] Sorry guys. For some reason ENWorld didn't notify me of the updates.
Sleight of Hand: +8, maybe Diego can give me an aid another bonus. Takign 10 that gives me a DC 20.
I'll also use dazzle on the guard, bringing up the latest Bears game and the hopes he has that this year they will actually win one. That's a DC 15 check with a +6 modifier (I'll use an AP if necessary), and the guy will take a -1 to his skill checks if he fails a DC 16 will save.
If that fails, I'll hit him with a lesser concussion and hopefully Diego can knock him out as well.[/sblock]
[sblock] Sorry guys. For some reason ENWorld didn't notify me of the updates.
Sleight of Hand: +8, maybe Diego can give me an aid another bonus. Takign 10 that gives me a DC 20.
I'll also use dazzle on the guard, bringing up the latest Bears game and the hopes he has that this year they will actually win one. That's a DC 15 check with a +6 modifier (I'll use an AP if necessary), and the guy will take a -1 to his skill checks if he fails a DC 16 will save.
If that fails, I'll hit him with a lesser concussion and hopefully Diego can knock him out as well.[/sblock]
Falkus
Explorer
Larry's able to quickly and efficiently conceal the weapons on him and Diego. The pistols, at least.
"Something's not right here," Z comments to Larry and Diego while they were gearing up. "I keep getting minor electrical fluctuations. And I can sense some sort of disturbance, I'm not sure what," she suddenly winced as static briefly filled her computer monitors. "Damn, that was a big one."
Inside the house, it happened rather suddenly. One moment, Meredith was there. The next, she was gone, after glancing in a mirror hanging on the eastern wall. No flash of light, no puff of smoke. The Secret Service agent, distracted by Larry, didn't notice her disappear.
Meredith found herself still inside the living room of the senator's house, but with differences. The room was now ruined, old, decrepit, decaying. The furniture was smashed and rotten, and the room was unnaturally hot. Random letters, numbers and symbols were scrawled on the wall and ceiling in what appeared to be dried blood There was a faint, but disturbing and pervasive howling in the air.
Hellish would be a good word to describe it.
There was a trail of fresh blood on the ground, leading into what was the study and Senator's office in the real world.
"Something's not right here," Z comments to Larry and Diego while they were gearing up. "I keep getting minor electrical fluctuations. And I can sense some sort of disturbance, I'm not sure what," she suddenly winced as static briefly filled her computer monitors. "Damn, that was a big one."
Inside the house, it happened rather suddenly. One moment, Meredith was there. The next, she was gone, after glancing in a mirror hanging on the eastern wall. No flash of light, no puff of smoke. The Secret Service agent, distracted by Larry, didn't notice her disappear.
Meredith found herself still inside the living room of the senator's house, but with differences. The room was now ruined, old, decrepit, decaying. The furniture was smashed and rotten, and the room was unnaturally hot. Random letters, numbers and symbols were scrawled on the wall and ceiling in what appeared to be dried blood There was a faint, but disturbing and pervasive howling in the air.
Hellish would be a good word to describe it.
There was a trail of fresh blood on the ground, leading into what was the study and Senator's office in the real world.
industrygothica
Adventurer
[sblock=ooc]I know I've been quiet... not much to do, really. Yet. I just wanted to let you all know that I'm still lurking and keeping up.[/sblock]
For a moment all Meredith can do is stand still, frozen by the shock of the sudden transition. What the...what had happened? She hadn't DONE anything! The last thing she remembered before changing here was...her face in a mirror?
Then she notices the blood and where it leads.
No weapon. No shield. Who know WHAT was behind this? The smart thing to do was try to get back.
She'd been smart once.
Now though, she took a breath and followed the path of blood, trying to be quiet as she went.
Then she notices the blood and where it leads.
No weapon. No shield. Who know WHAT was behind this? The smart thing to do was try to get back.
She'd been smart once.
Now though, she took a breath and followed the path of blood, trying to be quiet as she went.
Falkus
Explorer
Cade notices that Meredith is gone, in fact, he saw her vanish.
Meredith pushed open the door to what would be the senator's office in reality. It falls off the hinges and collapses.
The office is likewise ruined, wrecked chairs litter the floor, and the desk is on the verge of collapse. The only thing that's in good condition are the paintings on the wall, which consist of various representations of demonic figures.
Outside the office window, Meredith can see that the sky of this realm is burning red, and that the ground is barren rock, about fifty feet out, until it cuts off at a cliff.
The blood trail leads to the desk. Upon it lies the decapitated body of a Secret Service agent, service pistol in hand and blood staining his clothes a dark red.
"Now, what do we have here?" came a voice out of the air, echoing around Meredith.
Meredith pushed open the door to what would be the senator's office in reality. It falls off the hinges and collapses.
The office is likewise ruined, wrecked chairs litter the floor, and the desk is on the verge of collapse. The only thing that's in good condition are the paintings on the wall, which consist of various representations of demonic figures.
Outside the office window, Meredith can see that the sky of this realm is burning red, and that the ground is barren rock, about fifty feet out, until it cuts off at a cliff.
The blood trail leads to the desk. Upon it lies the decapitated body of a Secret Service agent, service pistol in hand and blood staining his clothes a dark red.
"Now, what do we have here?" came a voice out of the air, echoing around Meredith.
