Gaming w/Jemal: Mutant Apocalypse Issue 1

[Walking Dad]

"It is easier to hide your true appearance with costume store stuff than to fake to be another regular person. But the grandma act is maybe to complicated. Why not just hire a native woman with similar skin color and body type, but other hair color. In the hotel the women change dresses, the target colors her hair and leaves with the same companion our hired help arrived."

 

[Voda Vosa]

Uomo just shakes his head as he leans on the room wall. "Boy, yourr worrk here is do as told, not trry to make plans and bring up ideas. Laura's room is being surveyed by government agents. They know who she is, and they knew you were in there and came out. As you are not their target, they have not followed you. They will notice right there that it's impossible for an old lady to walk out of her room, dead simple pussycat. I'll arrest the "old lady" if I were the agent and had two neuron cells. I called you because you run fast, and that's why none of these fine gentlemen are going to go fetch you stuff, you can do it yourself, in half the time it would take them. That, and because you are not deciding what is going to be done here. We are going to tell her all this deal, so she can cooperate. Grid'll mention your name, now that we know you know her. Then we'll "bug" their van with something nasty, and then you come in and take her out, in your feline shape. I assume she knows about that too." Uomo flips the cellphone again. "And then we blow up the van, or take it out somehow that it creates a diversion for us to escape. I'm confident no one will pull out a punch against these guys." Storing his cellphone back in his pocket, Uomo takes out his revolover and spins it's charger, until it makes a sounding "click". "They'll shoot to kill, so it's either us or them." he puts the gun back in the holster. "We'll support you on your way to a private area, where we can be safe. We'll plan our return once we've secured our objective."


OOC: The plan would be:
1) Get Laura to cooperate: Grid will be in charge of that.
2) Wire the agent's van with something to create a distraction. Either explosives or something else: Stealthy and technology would be required to carry this out, or Cassandra cna just smash it with a nearby car, of Frost freeze it up.
3) Felix will return to the hotel room as normal, and as he said he would, and then rush out with Laura, as the rest blow out the van seconds before the exit, creating a distraction. Party members will provide additional cover if required.
4) Gather up in hidden location to figure out how to exit the country.

I realize this is riskier, but it's the only consistent way to take Laura out. If the agents are keeping tabs on Laura they'll probably not just open fire on her, expecting to be able to retrieve her later.

 

[Walking Dad]

Frost

"Blow up the ..." Frost starts to say, but catches himself. He thought they were only pretending to be the hardliners, but just killing and endanger innocents as distractions goes maybe to far. Then he has a better idea to formulate his concerns while William is around:
"I don't know this country, but if you blow up federal agents back home, you increase the security measures drastically and can be sure the other law enforcements shoot to kill.
Maybe a less lethal distraction could be sufficient."

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Frost

HP 1

conditions: normal

defenses:
DODGE 7 (1)
PARRY 7 (1)
FORTITUDE 9 (7)
TOUGHNESS 12 (10 Impervious)
WILL 8 (6)

Immunity (poison, disease, crit, suffocation, cold)

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[Zerith]

[FONT=&quot]Felix was none to pleased by being down talked by Uomo; Felix’s face was a bit twisted. he was filled with dread, ire, and a bit of panic. He just got that man who was, for nearly all intense and purposes, the leader of the griffon corporation, the same one he worked for, annoyed.
Behaving a bit like a mouse that just hade a lion leap out of no were at him Felix, he licked began to mouth “but” yet could not quite bring himself to do more than quiver his lower lip hesitantly as his eyes shot wide and towards Uomo, Felix could not bring himself to turn around and face the man.

Felix swallowed dryly before turning, towards the table and his pack, and his stuff. Felix started getting shorter and fuzzier, he tightened his belt and, before he finished shrinking to petty three foot one his left eye twitched and he burst towards the table, his flip flop sandals shot up to Uomo’s eye level while Felix sprinted the short distance and they did not come half way back down until he was already on top of the table and neatly packing everything back into place, finishing before there was a chance to make a comment about what had just happened.

Felix’s hair had shortened, while it, and his new found fur coat, stood on end; causing his new found tail, that was hung low and contorted into an almost tangled mess behind his legs, to fluff out so that it was as thick as his neck, before his neck also puffed out.; he filled out his, still much to long, clothing nearly as well as he did before he morphed. His physique was comparable to a humanoid cotton ball.
“S-sir, yo-you know I can’t exactly get around discreetly and carry anything while i'm not in my human form...” He said nervously and flustered while hoping off the table hastily, landing with a thud that was simply too heavy for his new appearance.

[Sblock=OoC] Uomo is use to giving orders and having them fallowed, and since it’s boring to have a room full of alpha type personalities, I figure I might as well have Felix be a beta type. I also think it feels more natural if Uomo’s personality, built over untold centuries, is based on the reality of him generally getting his way, no questions asked ;3 [/Sblock]

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[Jemal]

William remains silent, watching as the others debate what to do and how to do it. His eyes widen a bit at the 'blow things up for distraction' plan, but still he says nothing.

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William's silence seems odd given the conversation, especially since he seemed in favour of stealth earlier.
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William works for the organization the Gryphon team is infiltrating, and was under the impression that you were interested in joining them. Now he's being introduced to a "stealth specialist" who's in town to "recruit" the same meta he came to recruit, for an unknown organization that apparently Uomo works for too, since he's used to giving orders to said specialist, who responds as if to a superior.
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OOC: For those who may not be used to my DMing method, when I have skill checks with set DC's for the PC's, I put them in nested SBlocks, and trust the players to only open the ones corresponding to their roll (Or if you DO open other ones, be sure your characters do not act on information they don't have). Everybody please post a roll even if your insight sucks, just so I know everybody's still around.

 

[Voda Vosa]

Frost

"Blow up the ..." Frost starts to say, but catches himself. He thought they were only pretending to be the hardliners, but just killing and endanger innocents as distractions goes maybe to far. Then he has a better idea to formulate his concerns while William is around:
"I don't know this country, but if you blow up federal agents back home, you increase the security measures drastically and can be sure the other law enforcements shoot to kill.
Maybe a less lethal distraction could be sufficient."

"I know it sounds terrible, but there might be casualties. We are not precisely on a walk at the amusement park. But you have a point on security reinforcement. My guess is that messing with this guys in any way would probably end up in that, but if there is a minimum chance of not putting everyone's neck hairs up we could use the less lethal distraction..." as Uomo was finishing his sentence, a flip flop impacts his upper chest. He watches as the sandal falls to the ground, and then at Felix

[FONT=&quot]Felix was none to pleased by being down talked by Uomo; Felix’s face was a bit twisted. he was filled with dread, ire, and a bit of panic. He just got that man who was, for nearly all intense and purposes, the leader of the griffon corporation, the same one he worked for, annoyed.
Behaving a bit like a mouse that just hade a lion leap out of no were at him Felix, he licked began to mouth “but” yet could not quite bring himself to do more than quiver his lower lip hesitantly as his eyes shot wide and towards Uomo, Felix could not bring himself to turn around and face the man.

Felix swallowed dryly before turning, towards the table and his pack, and his stuff. Felix started getting shorter and fuzzier, he tightened his belt and, before he finished shrinking to petty three foot one his left eye twitched and he burst towards the table, his flip flop sandals shot up to Uomo’s eye level while Felix sprinted the short distance and they did not come half way back down until he was already on top of the table and neatly packing everything back into place, finishing before there was a chance to make a comment about what had just happened.

Felix’s hair had shortened, while it, and his new found fur coat, stood on end; causing his new found tail, that was hung low and contorted into an almost tangled mess behind his legs, to fluff out so that it was as thick as his neck, before his neck also puffed out.; he filled out his, still much to long, clothing nearly as well as he did before he morphed. His physique was comparable to a humanoid cotton ball.
“S-sir, yo-you know I can’t exactly get around discreetly and carry anything while i'm not in my human form...” He said nervously and flustered while hoping off the table hastily, landing with a thud that was simply too heavy for his new appearance.
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Perhaps we was being too hard on the boy, after all he had no field experience and was brought right into the mess, no questions asked. "Easy there kittycat, no need to get all nervous and shapeshifty. We're all friends here. About the operation, I'm not asking you to be discreet, but in your big cat form, you can transport Laura out before they even load their guns. That's what I want you to do."

Uomo eyes William for a moment. "Do speak up William, perhaps I'm too used to giver orders around; something born out of habit. But I guess in this organization you might be on a higher step than I, so... what do you think? Perhaps this new plan is not as stealthy as you would prefer? Or is it perhaps my use of contacts and resources? Being an ex KGB has it's advantages, but if you think it's not appropriate..."

OOC: Uomo will try to missguide William, as I think he suspects something. I got a 18, so I'll use a HP to reroll. I roller less than 10 so I get a 10+11: 21 for the deception roll then.

 

[Jemal]

OOC: Nice recovery. Also, with an HP reroll, less than 10 means ADD 10, not take 10, your deception would be 26. Considering his low roll though, it wasn't even needed. I'll give you back the HP since the explanation was well done. Also, I'm pretty sure Felix was shifting b/c he only has speed in shifted form, his human form is normal, and he thought you were asking him to go out and get the disguise himself b/c he's faster(Which would require shifting?). If you're just going to have him run out with her, that won't be required, though.

William's smile returns as the 'Russian' explains "Actually I'm a bit of a loner field agent, I don't usually work with others, I just find people and track things for the hive. It suits me fine, as I don't always see eye to eye with the higher ups, they tend to be more aggressive and direct, like you. I doubt they would mind collateral so long as none of ours are hurt, but so far as I can tell we 6 and Laura are the only Metas in the city. Don't mind me, I just get a bit.. paranoid sometimes. I'm sure you can relate, being an ex-spy. Long stretches of time spent alone in 'enemy territory' can change one's mindset."

He looks out the window, then back to the group. "I may have a compromise, however. A distraction is a good idea, perhaps if some of your showier members.." He motions to Frost and Cass "Were to put on a demonstration nearby, at least some of the agents would respond. I could accompany them to help them get out safely. That would leave less for Grid and you to have to deal with when Laura rides the werecat out. What do you think?"

 

[Zerith]

[FONT=&quot]Felix’s agitated eye twitch came back, with great vengeance, and a face palm that resounded with a smack muffled only by over fluffed fur [/FONT][FONT=&quot] ‘I’m thirty three and…. He does not understand how small my ‘big’ cat form is…’[/FONT][FONT=&quot] Felix thought before commenting “Sir… I can lift Lura as is easy, but I think you misunderstand what my file meant about my ‘Big cat form’... its…” with aggravation, he then sighed and then added “it will be faster to just show you..”

He then proceeded to get, moderately, smaller still and ended up as an impressively[/FONT][FONT=&quot] large and lengthy, hose cat, and stood a staggering, one foot six inches tall at the shoulder. He sat down. “Meeoow!” he yapped in his best impersonation of a lion's roar; it was not very impressive, even more so since he was still in his, then pathetically over sized, clothes. It then dawned on Felix that he might have just humiliated his boss and made himself look bat, in one foul swoop, he was then filled with the rather dire desire to make it show he could still do his part of Uomo’s plan, just not as a full on cat.

not allowing much time to pass to get over Uomo’s oversight, Felix pranced over to Frost, and bore a grin before morphing back into his hybrid form and chirped “Don’t-mind-me, I’m-Just-going-to-prove-a-point-to-my-boss; you’re-the-demo,-So-Sorry-and-don’t-loss-your-lunch!” very quickly with sinister, grinning intent.
He stood barley an inch short of steeping on Frost's toes and grind dangerously; Frost had two feet on Felix and a further seven inches in change, Felix nearly had to look strait up to look into Frost's eyes, with predatory intent glaring.

Felix's tail stiffened and bowed upwards as he shifted his weight from foot to foot to test the floor; he was about to pounce!

Having sized frost up, Felix darted behind the youth, attempted to pick Frost up by the belt, or simply the back of his pants if there was no belt, as if Frost was nothing more the a oversized bag of candy that Felix had just looted from a candy store, and then zip past Uomo while holding Frost up with one arm before making a brief figure eight in the room, while luging around a rather perplexed Frost, and then pouting him back down no worse for were, or at least mostly no worse.
The thought going through Felix’s head while doing so? ‘Cold, cold, cold, cold!!’

[sblock=OoC]W.D. Just in case you don't want to willingly fail that check for the silliness of the scene; Init and grapple rolls Ha ha! >:3
Not trying to character control here but, I just can't say no to myself when I see an excuse for a scene like this to happen[/sblock]
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[Voda Vosa]

"I completly understand your concerns William." Uomo says, rising an open palm. "Frost and Cassandra could trully put up a show, good suggestion. What you think Fro..." As he was about to say that, Uomo got a glance at Felix, who was dragging Frost around the room. The bulky roman had to move out of the way, to avoid getting hit by Frost's wild extremities, as he was dragged around. After Frost was left standing on the very place he was before the impetuous young man made his demostration, Uomo interjected. "I knew you could do it boy" No he didn't, but the rest didn't knew that either. Apparently the feline mutant needed to prove his worth. Unnecessary, but it's not wise to discourage such demonstrations of willingness. A talk in private later would suffice.
"So, Cassandra, Frost, do you think you coupd put a little partiya for our comrades?" the agent asked.

OOC: Partiya: Russian for party. Phonetically at least, they have different alphabet.

 

[Walking Dad]

Frost

"Hey, be careful. My flesh is very hard. If we ram a wall it will most likely be more damaged than me." Frost says, not minding Felix' demonstration.

"This other distraction could work. Cassandra, what do you think? Ready to show of?"

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Frost

HP 1

conditions: normal

defenses:
DODGE 7 (1)
PARRY 7 (1)
FORTITUDE 9 (7)
TOUGHNESS 12 (10 Impervious)
WILL 8 (6)

Immunity (poison, disease, crit, suffocation, cold)

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