[ENboards Boston Event] Feng Shui: Six in the Chamber


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SCENE 2
EXT. – HONG KONG POLICE HEADQUARTERS – DAY

LOUD VOICE
(from inside)Yau!!!

Cut to inside, where Chen Yau is getting reamed by the captain. The captain is red in the face, really letting it fly. Yau sits in a cheap plastic chair, taking it like he always does.

CAPTAIN
You moron! I can’t believe this… oh, wait, I CAN, because you’ve been DOING THIS for YEARS!! You let Heung get himself shot, then went about causing hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of damage- in a HOSPITAL, mind you- and you let the suspect GET AWAY! You’re worthless! You better get out there and clean this case up, Yau, or I’m going to bust you down so far that becoming a traffic cop would be a promotion! IT’LL BE WHAT YOU HAVE TO LOOK FORWARD TO! ‘Wow, I sure hope I watch my ass for the next eight years, so maybe I can get promoted to traffic cop!” THAT’LL BE YOUR #%$&ING LIFE AMBITION! Now GET OUT OF MY FACE!!!”


Yau walks from the room. He’s taken it like this before, but the captain always gets on his nerves. Blow up a few buildings and suddenly you’re a “dangerous character” or something. Ridiculous! He approaches the others, who’ve been sitting in the precinct’s uncomfortable office chairs.

CHEF TSO
So… what now?

CHEN YAU
What do you mean, what now? I go out and try to track down Sancho Murietta, and anyone else who may be a link to the crime.

CHEF TSO
Ooh, ooh, we’re all going, right?

CHEN YAU
Are you crazy? NO you’re not coming. You’re citizens. (he gestures to Damon) Hell, he’s a known criminal, sitting right here in the precinct!

Damon smiles smugly. He knows that the police don’t have enough on him to give him a parking ticket.

CHEF TSO
Well, I don’t care what you say. I’m coming. That man damaged hospital property, while endangering the lives of the patients within.

CHEN YAU
Didn’t you yourself damage hospital property, while endangering the lives of the patients within?

CHEF TSO
(hangs his head, embarrassed) We’re a bad hospital.

CHAI TONG
I’m coming with you. That man shot me. He and I will have words about respect and etiquette.

DAMON
Sancho’s a baaad, bad man. He and I have a score to settle that goes way back.

The group look to Cuddly Jack and Carl.

CARL
I’m just here for the fun.

CUDDLY JACK
Yeah, what this blighter said! Count me in!

CHEN YAU
Ugh. Fine. Whatever.

CHAI TONG
So… where are we going now? Are we to be deputized?

CHEN
(pauses) Heung said he found a briefcase, containing evidence enough to put Tang away for good. He said he ditched it in a building before escaping into the river.

He silences and thinks. His eye traipses across a headline on a newspaper on someone’s desk. He walks over and picks it up. It reads BREAK-IN AT MUSEUM OF SCIENCE HAS YET TO YIELD SUSPECTS. The picture underneath shows a wide shot of the Hong Kong Museum of Science. A hole is in the large main window, on the fifth floor. The entire museum is seated on two immense support structures, positioned over the river… which flows underneath.

CHEN
It’s in the Hong Kong Museum of Science.

CARL
Huh? How do you know?

CHAI TONG
I want to be deputized! I want to wear a badge!

Chen smiles. Why not? He picks up a badge from the desk and tosses it to Chai Tong. As it turns in slow motion, the light glints off its letters: CAPTAIN.

CHEN
Let’s go.
 



I'm sorry to say that I've run out of a good chunk of free time.

Tonight my regular D&D game takes place, and I'll be writing up the story hour for that as a priority. It should be a pretty big session, too...

I'm not saying I'm giving up on this one, I'm just saying hold on for updates. They'll probably be sparse and not quite as detailed as they have been.
 


You may be busy, but I gotta get my Feng Shui fix. It was my favorite game at my last con, and this thread brings it all back. Post, man! ;)

(bump)
 


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.
 

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