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<blockquote data-quote="Dr Midnight" data-source="post: 59579" data-attributes="member: 69"><p>CHEN</p><p>This man was just shot!</p><p></p><p>CHAI TONG</p><p>Then he is foolish and slow as well, like my son and my dimwitted pupil. This is a hospital. Please stop making gun noises.</p><p></p><p>At this point, a thin man with dark hair rushes to the entrance of room 213 and sees Jimmy. This is DAMON EARLY. As he’s been assigned to watch Jimmy the Jake, he’s visibly angered. </p><p></p><p>DAMON</p><p>Oh fooock, I'm too late. Where is the bastard?</p><p></p><p>He runs down the hallway, towards the stairs. Chen, Chai Tong, and his pupil TOMMY “WOK” LO take off after him. </p><p></p><p>CHAI TONG</p><p>If the shooting is coming from upstairs, then that is where I must go to ask for the quieting down. Someone is being very rude. </p><p></p><p>TOMMY</p><p>Yes, master!</p><p></p><p>Upstairs, we see a man in a chef’s hat pushing a hospital food cart down the hallway. This is WILLY WOO… but he prefers to be known as GENERAL TSO. He hears the pop of what sounds like a silenced rifle, and wheels his cart over to room 313 to take a look inside. He sees a man placing something within a flower box, kneeling on the floor. The bed has been moved, and a floor tile has been pulled up. Chef Tso doesn’t know what’s happened, but has a pretty good idea that he should keep this man here until some police arrive. </p><p></p><p> </p><p>CHEF TSO</p><p>Sir, that’s hospital property. Hungry? Today’s dinner is… Hot dog flambe’!</p><p></p><p>He pulls off the serving tray lid to reveal an unsettling sight: the tray is filled with hot dogs in a wine sauce, on fire. It seems Chef Tso has had trouble letting go of his gourmet chef roots in a job where preparation of mundane foodstuffs is the everyday business. The man in 313 picks up his flower box and moves towards the door. The man is SANCHO MURIETTA.</p><p></p><p>SANCHO</p><p>I’m not hungry. Excuse me.</p><p></p><p>Tso doesn’t budge. </p><p></p><p>CHEF TSO</p><p>Are you sure? Gourmet stuff, mm-mmm!</p><p></p><p>"Accidentally" holding the platter's lid in the flames from the burning hot dogs, Tso yelps from the heat and tosses the hot lid directly at Sancho. Sancho bats it aside, irritated at the delay.</p><p></p><p>Damon, Chai Tong, Tommy, and Chen reach the third floor. Chai reaches the door to 313 first, and looks in to see Sancho. </p><p></p><p>CHAI TONG</p><p>You are very loud and slow. Quiet, please.</p><p></p><p>SANCHO</p><p>(losing patience) Get out of my way.</p><p></p><p>Sancho pulls a gun on the chef and old man. Chai Tong smiles inwardly and speaks. </p><p></p><p>CHAI TONG</p><p>You mean… like THIS?</p><p></p><p>Chai’s arms blur out to snap Sancho’s wrist. Done correctly, this style will disarm and disable a man in two fluid motions. However, Sancho is too quick and pulls the gun back, out of harm’s way.</p><p></p><p>SANCHO</p><p>No. Like this.</p><p></p><p>Sancho shoots Chai Tong in the shoulder. Blood sprays the hallway behind them and Chai is visibly chagrined for having failed to disarm his opponent. At this moment, Damon, Tommy, Chen, and a bystanding janitor named CARL ROGERS are pulling out weapons and preparing to fight whatever is in room 313. They all notice that there’s an inordinate number of hospital orderlies in the hallway, now, walking towards them with linen carts. We cut to the inside of an elevator. There are two men in the elevator. One is CUDDLY JACK STARKEY. The other has a bandage wrapped around his right hand. The sound of the silenced rifle is barely audible inside the elevator car. </p><p></p><p>CUDDLY JACK</p><p>Crikey, you hear that? </p><p></p><p>MAN</p><p>Yeah, I did. Sounded like fireworks or somethin’. You gotta be careful with those, look what happened to my hand!</p><p></p><p>CUDDLY JACK</p><p>I like you. What’s your name?</p><p></p><p>Jack puts an arm around the smaller man, causing him extreme discomfort. </p><p></p><p>MAN</p><p>Uh…</p><p></p><p>CUDDLY JACK</p><p>That’s great. Willy, that’s what I’ll call you! Willy Wallaby.</p><p></p><p>“Willy” is not at all sure he likes the idea, but is absolutely certain he doesn’t want to argue with his new friend the Australian man-monster. </p><p></p><p>WILLY</p><p>Oh… uh, okay!</p><p></p><p>Chen’s gunshots sound outside the elevator. This time, there’s no mistaking it for what it is.</p><p></p><p>CUDDLY JACK</p><p>Whoa, Willy, you hear that? Let’s go check it out!</p><p></p><p>Jack punches the stop button, then the open button. He picks Willy up under one arm, as a smaller man might carry a basketball. </p><p></p><p>WILLY</p><p>Uh, no, I’d… I don’t… this is fun.</p><p></p><p>The door opens and Cuddly Jack looks out to see about six men in hospital orderly uniforms walking past the elevator door. In a slow motion shot we see the orderlies reaching beneath the folded linen on their carts. They pull out black Colt 9mm automatic pistols. Jack tightens his grip on Willy.</p><p></p><p>CUDDLY JACK</p><p>Hang on, Willy… here we go!</p><p></p><p>Carrying a bewildered Willy beneath his arms, the enormous Australian leaps out into the hallway. Hell is breaking loose in the east wing of St. John’s hospital. All at once, several dozen things begin happening. Carl just happens to be in the mood for a good brawl, and tips over his mop bucket, making things very slick for the mooks in front of him. Chef Tso picks up the serving tray and launches its contents (flaming hot dogs) down the hallway to the mooks. </p><p></p><p>CHEF TSO</p><p>LUNCHTIME!!!</p><p></p><p>At the same time, he kicks the serving cart in front of him, rocketing it towards Sancho. Fiery hot dogs shower down upon six or so mooks in highly flammable polyester uniforms. Damon pulls even with 313, shouts an expletive as he recognizes Sancho (hitman for the Xiao gang), and opens fire on Sancho… who dodges every bullet while jumping up onto the moving serving cart. A mook raises his gun to shoot Tommy in the face, and his arm is struck by another mook’s own overzealous gun arm. He misfires… directly into the fire extinguisher right next to him. Two mooks die in a violent explosion of white powder and metal shards, while Tommy somersaults through the shrapnel. Cuddly Jack (with Willy in tow) plows into a line of mooks, knocking them aside like tenpins. He slams two to the ground, impaling their heads on the caltrop-like shards of fire extinguisher metal. Carl begins to smack mooks around his his mop, twirling like a master. Sancho pulls another gun from his coat and shoots through the room on his runaway serving cart, both guns blazing. Chai Tong is struck again. As the cart slams into the wall beneath a window, Sancho jumps back, still shooting as he smashes through the window into the open air three stories above the ground. Chef Tso grabs a “nurse call” alert mechanism and jumps through the window, holding on to the wire as he plummets through the air. Chen jumps out after him. Sancho is still falling, shooting upwards with both guns. Chef Tso begins pressing the nurse call button with his thumb as he and Sancho free-fall to the ground below in slow motion.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Dr Midnight, post: 59579, member: 69"] CHEN This man was just shot! CHAI TONG Then he is foolish and slow as well, like my son and my dimwitted pupil. This is a hospital. Please stop making gun noises. At this point, a thin man with dark hair rushes to the entrance of room 213 and sees Jimmy. This is DAMON EARLY. As he’s been assigned to watch Jimmy the Jake, he’s visibly angered. DAMON Oh fooock, I'm too late. Where is the bastard? He runs down the hallway, towards the stairs. Chen, Chai Tong, and his pupil TOMMY “WOK” LO take off after him. CHAI TONG If the shooting is coming from upstairs, then that is where I must go to ask for the quieting down. Someone is being very rude. TOMMY Yes, master! Upstairs, we see a man in a chef’s hat pushing a hospital food cart down the hallway. This is WILLY WOO… but he prefers to be known as GENERAL TSO. He hears the pop of what sounds like a silenced rifle, and wheels his cart over to room 313 to take a look inside. He sees a man placing something within a flower box, kneeling on the floor. The bed has been moved, and a floor tile has been pulled up. Chef Tso doesn’t know what’s happened, but has a pretty good idea that he should keep this man here until some police arrive. CHEF TSO Sir, that’s hospital property. Hungry? Today’s dinner is… Hot dog flambe’! He pulls off the serving tray lid to reveal an unsettling sight: the tray is filled with hot dogs in a wine sauce, on fire. It seems Chef Tso has had trouble letting go of his gourmet chef roots in a job where preparation of mundane foodstuffs is the everyday business. The man in 313 picks up his flower box and moves towards the door. The man is SANCHO MURIETTA. SANCHO I’m not hungry. Excuse me. Tso doesn’t budge. CHEF TSO Are you sure? Gourmet stuff, mm-mmm! "Accidentally" holding the platter's lid in the flames from the burning hot dogs, Tso yelps from the heat and tosses the hot lid directly at Sancho. Sancho bats it aside, irritated at the delay. Damon, Chai Tong, Tommy, and Chen reach the third floor. Chai reaches the door to 313 first, and looks in to see Sancho. CHAI TONG You are very loud and slow. Quiet, please. SANCHO (losing patience) Get out of my way. Sancho pulls a gun on the chef and old man. Chai Tong smiles inwardly and speaks. CHAI TONG You mean… like THIS? Chai’s arms blur out to snap Sancho’s wrist. Done correctly, this style will disarm and disable a man in two fluid motions. However, Sancho is too quick and pulls the gun back, out of harm’s way. SANCHO No. Like this. Sancho shoots Chai Tong in the shoulder. Blood sprays the hallway behind them and Chai is visibly chagrined for having failed to disarm his opponent. At this moment, Damon, Tommy, Chen, and a bystanding janitor named CARL ROGERS are pulling out weapons and preparing to fight whatever is in room 313. They all notice that there’s an inordinate number of hospital orderlies in the hallway, now, walking towards them with linen carts. We cut to the inside of an elevator. There are two men in the elevator. One is CUDDLY JACK STARKEY. The other has a bandage wrapped around his right hand. The sound of the silenced rifle is barely audible inside the elevator car. CUDDLY JACK Crikey, you hear that? MAN Yeah, I did. Sounded like fireworks or somethin’. You gotta be careful with those, look what happened to my hand! CUDDLY JACK I like you. What’s your name? Jack puts an arm around the smaller man, causing him extreme discomfort. MAN Uh… CUDDLY JACK That’s great. Willy, that’s what I’ll call you! Willy Wallaby. “Willy” is not at all sure he likes the idea, but is absolutely certain he doesn’t want to argue with his new friend the Australian man-monster. WILLY Oh… uh, okay! Chen’s gunshots sound outside the elevator. This time, there’s no mistaking it for what it is. CUDDLY JACK Whoa, Willy, you hear that? Let’s go check it out! Jack punches the stop button, then the open button. He picks Willy up under one arm, as a smaller man might carry a basketball. WILLY Uh, no, I’d… I don’t… this is fun. The door opens and Cuddly Jack looks out to see about six men in hospital orderly uniforms walking past the elevator door. In a slow motion shot we see the orderlies reaching beneath the folded linen on their carts. They pull out black Colt 9mm automatic pistols. Jack tightens his grip on Willy. CUDDLY JACK Hang on, Willy… here we go! Carrying a bewildered Willy beneath his arms, the enormous Australian leaps out into the hallway. Hell is breaking loose in the east wing of St. John’s hospital. All at once, several dozen things begin happening. Carl just happens to be in the mood for a good brawl, and tips over his mop bucket, making things very slick for the mooks in front of him. Chef Tso picks up the serving tray and launches its contents (flaming hot dogs) down the hallway to the mooks. CHEF TSO LUNCHTIME!!! At the same time, he kicks the serving cart in front of him, rocketing it towards Sancho. Fiery hot dogs shower down upon six or so mooks in highly flammable polyester uniforms. Damon pulls even with 313, shouts an expletive as he recognizes Sancho (hitman for the Xiao gang), and opens fire on Sancho… who dodges every bullet while jumping up onto the moving serving cart. A mook raises his gun to shoot Tommy in the face, and his arm is struck by another mook’s own overzealous gun arm. He misfires… directly into the fire extinguisher right next to him. Two mooks die in a violent explosion of white powder and metal shards, while Tommy somersaults through the shrapnel. Cuddly Jack (with Willy in tow) plows into a line of mooks, knocking them aside like tenpins. He slams two to the ground, impaling their heads on the caltrop-like shards of fire extinguisher metal. Carl begins to smack mooks around his his mop, twirling like a master. Sancho pulls another gun from his coat and shoots through the room on his runaway serving cart, both guns blazing. Chai Tong is struck again. As the cart slams into the wall beneath a window, Sancho jumps back, still shooting as he smashes through the window into the open air three stories above the ground. Chef Tso grabs a “nurse call” alert mechanism and jumps through the window, holding on to the wire as he plummets through the air. Chen jumps out after him. Sancho is still falling, shooting upwards with both guns. Chef Tso begins pressing the nurse call button with his thumb as he and Sancho free-fall to the ground below in slow motion. [/QUOTE]
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