Woohoo, an update...
Seeing as how my campaign just shut down, I've now got time to wrap this story up. Here we see the heroes beginning to fight in the second scene. The game was weeks ago, so some details are getting a bit fuzzy... I'll do my best though. I've given Piratecat permission to edit my posts for accuracy as he sees fit.
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EXT. – HONG KONG POLICE HEADQUARTERS – DAY
Cuddly Jack hugs Willy Wallaby with tears in his one good eye.
CUDDLY JACK
I’m going to miss you, Willy, but it seems I’ve gotta let ya go.
Willy runs as fast as he can from big crazy Cuddly Jack.
CUDDLY JACK
Run, Willy! *sob*… run free!
He does.
INT. – HONG KONG MUSEUM OF SCIENCE– NIGHT
The group opens the door to the museum and step inside.
CHEF TSO
I did what needed to be done! I saw vehicles for Triad goons in the parking garage, and took the steps necessary to stop them from getting away. What’s the problem?
CARL
You stuck potatoes in their exhaust pipes.
CHEF TSO
So? It’ll work, won’t it?
CARL
You stuck potatoes in their exhaust pipes.
Chef Tso giggles like an eight-year old girl who just heard a dirty joke. Chen Yau shushes the group. They begin looking around the museum, which is an architectural marvel. A five-story building built with a spiraling floorplan, the ground floor ascends through different levels and different exhibits. In the center of the museum stands another marvel: a five story high aquarium. The glass of the aquarium is roughly fifteen feet from the banister of the spiraling walkway. The entire aquarium can be seen from any level of the museum. It’s filled with exotic fish, turtles, jellyfish, and… sharks. There are dozens of sharks patrolling the lower half of the tank. The smaller fish stay to the top. At the center of the aquarium is a large artificial plaster reef formation which reaches up to the fourth floor’s level. It has holes and jutting arms. The fish swim around this with ease.
CUDDLY JACK
Right. We can all pretend he dumped that case anywhere in the museum, but I think we all know where we’ve gotta look.
CHEN YAU
The aquarium?
CHAI TONG
Yes.
CARL
Yep.
CHEF TSO
Yup.
TOMMY
Mm-hmm.
DAMON
Yup.
They climb to the fifth floor, all the while looking for mooks. They see none, but were certain they spotted flashlights while they still were on the first floor. The fifth floor is the companion piece to the aquarium. Its walls are lined with individual (and regularly sized) aquariums featuring fish too rare or dangerous to be placed in the large tank. A catwalk bridge leads to the top of the aquarium, where the water ripples with blue sparkles. The water beneath is so clouded with fish that Cuddly Jack can’t even see the bottom when he leans over to look.
CUDDLY JACK
Well, that scorches it… some lucky ponce is goin’ in the drink, ay?
CHEN YAU
Who…
CUDDLY JACK
Oh, don’t worry about “who”, mate… I’ll do it. I can eat a shark for breakfast, and then reach down me own throat and punch it out if it gives me further trouble. No worries.
No one argues with him. In fact, they begin to look for scuba equipment for him to use. They guess it must be behind that “employees only” door to the right, and approach it. Just then, they hear a clank from behind it. They watch as two triad goons step out, carrying scuba gear, discussing how much they dread diving into the tank. They see the heroes and stop. Chai Tong steps forward.
CHAI TONG
You are foolish and deaf as aged milking cows. Now, hand over that equipment.
The man in front swings the scuba tank at Chai Tong’s head. Tong ducks the blow and whirls, never stopping. He places his hand behind the man’s head and extends his wrist while twisting to the right- smashing the mook’s face through the nearest aquarium. He falls back screaming, his face covered with seven snapping piranhas. The second mook raises a walkie talkie to his face and yells into it.
MOOK #2
They’re here! They’re on the fifth floor… send backup!!
His head snaps back as Carl thwops him with his mop. He throws a scuba tank to Cuddly Jack.
CARL
Company’s coming.
DAMON
I’m going to head them off. Jack, do your best.
Damon pulls two guns and jumps onto a janitor cart. The cart rolls to the slope, then rockets down the spiraling incline toward the mooks, who are kicking the door open on the first floor. There are about a dozen of them, all with guns. Cuddly Jack doesn’t bother to strap the equipment around his chest. He just bites onto the mouthpiece and jumps into “the drink”, the air tank flopping around behind him. Carl opens a janitor’s closet with his special citywide janitor’s skeleton key card, and exclaims with joy at the high-quality cleaning gear they carry in this joint. He selects a finer mop than his own and runs down the incline, along with the others, all following Damon. Chef Tso hurls some potatoes down towards the approaching mooks, who fire back.