Golden Apple Rescue Squad ( Four Color to Fantasy campaign) Updated September 21th

And let's go with today's update, that finish the first chapter but sets some interesting questions...

G.A.R.S. Chapter 1: Lost old iron

Scene 4, First fight, part 5

Blueskin ran towards Red Hair Mark, screaming like an enraged banshee, and tried to hit him witha powerful right hook, but the villain seemed to be protected by some sort of force field, and Blueskin's blow stopped harmeless some inches far from Mark's face.

Red Hair Mark's evil grim grow again when he lifted his gun and fired at Blueskin. An energy bolt was released from the gun's barrel and hit the woman in the chest, covering her with electric sparks. Blueskin fell on the ground, again.

(Meta gaming note: She received 4d6 = 15 hp, leaving her at -2)

Then he looked at Grenadier and showed him a small remote control. Then he pushed a red button on it, and a spoke to Grenadier.

It's another bomb, one many times more powerful than the last one. I now you can desactivate it, but you have not too much time. So now you have two options. You can go after me and try to catch me, and then the bomb will explode and a lot of civilians, and maybe some of your friends, will die. Or you can go inside that room, and defuse the bomb, saving all that people, and let me go. La vie est dure, mon ami...

Grenadier choice was painful but easy. Dandy and Blueskin were out and Rubbergirl was trying to estabilise Dandy. He could try to stop Mark, but he couldn't forget that the mission of the G.A.R.S. was to rescue, not to fight super villains. So, without a word, Grenadier ran into the room, searching for the bomb.

Red Hair Mark was yet smiling when he left took a car and drove away with the wooden box safely placed in the trunk.

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When the emergency services arrived to the fight scene, Grenadier had already defused the bomb while Blueskin (whose wounds were already almost closed) and Rubbergirl tried keep Dandy alive, who was quickly carried to the hospital. Rubbergirl went with her, while Grenadier and Blueskin remained there with the police, who were too busy trying to understand what did it happen.

The police found the dead bodies of the plane's crew in one of the rooms, they both had a fist size hole in the skull and their brain was missing. The copses of the misshapen thugs were decaying at amazing speed, but the police's doctor said it was normal... because they had been dead for at least two weeks. They all also had a big hole in the skull.

All the wooden boxes for the Musseum were found, besides the one that Red Hair Mark had taken. The Musseum curator said the missing box only had some ritual objects made in the 16th century by the Tatua Island aborigens from meteoric iron. He seemed deeply troubled, and he said he couldn't understand why would anybody kill for such items.

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With that, we finish the first and not very succesful adventure of the G.A.R.S.. As any good adventure (I'm not saying this is a good adventure, only that all good adventure do that ;)), the end raises many unanswered questions.

Why did Red Hair Mark wanted that meteoric iron objects? Who were the dead guys who helped him and how did the walked and fighted if they were dead? Why did they had a hole in the skull and why the other dead guys also had it? How did they force the plane to crash? Who or what did the big hole in the plane?

Next one tomorrow
Your comments are always welcome!
 
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Ooh...creepy...

Walking dead goons? Ritual objects? Do I detect a hint of the supernatural?;)

The GARS' job just got creepier...

And wait! Extracted brains? Do I detect a hint of...Mindflayer?

All around cool update, Horacio
 

Jarval, Caliber, Bob, thanks!

So let's begin the second chapter...

G.A.R.S. Chapter 2: The anvil

Interlude

The room was dark, cold and humid. And it sucked! He really hated this job, but he had no choice... Red Hair Mark tried to get all those negative thoughts out of his mind, the Master could catch them and Mark bet he wouldn't be very pleased.

He left the wooden box on the ground, inside that silly star painted with chalk, pentagram the Master said it was called. Silly star was easier and more graphic. Putain, quelle merde de travail!. But again, he forced himself to erase all the critics from his mind and, kneeling on the ground (he also hated that, but again, he had no choice), concentrated his thoughts.

- Master... Master... Here you have, the box with the iron objects, as you ordered.

After some unpleasant instants of silence, Mark "heard" in his mind the omnious voice of the Master.

- Stupid! It was an easy job and you messed it all! You deserve to be punished.

Red Hair Mark felt as if a hundred of needles buried in his brain. Then each nerve of his body began to hurt as if he had jumped on a molten lava pit. Mark screamed in agony while tried to focus his mind.

- mercy, Master, mercy! I brought you the box, Master, it wasn't my fault if those heroes appeared! mercy!

As suddenly as it appeared, the pain vanished.

- Well, you have another chance. But don't fail me now, or you will suffer... Open the box, show me the objects.

Mark opened the box carefully, and took the four iron pices from it. The were cold at touch, way colder than the alreaady cold room. The first one seemed a carved hammer, the second, a ornate ceremonial mask; the third object looked as a two bladed dagger, and the last one was an iron sheet engraved with symbols that seemed to move if Mark tried to fix his eyes on them.

- Well, well, well... The Hammer of Swartcha, the Mask of the Unnamed One, the dagger of Nyalp and the Ritual of the Thousand Deaths. At last they are mine!

Mark sighed. Maybe now he could leave, forget this job and the creepy Master, and all his supernatural conneries... Too late, he discovered that his folly thoughts have been caught. For a second, his brain hurt again, reminding him who was on charge there.

- Don't make me regret my mercy, Red Hair Mark. Your mission haven't finished yet. Maybe it won't ever finish. But by now, let's center ourselves in your next task. The Anvil of Stone...


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Next one tomorrow
Your comments are always welcome!
 
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Horacio, if you consider it impolite, my apologies, but I just thought I should correct a little of your English. I think you meant 'pity'--meaning kindness and sympathy--instead of 'piety'--meaning religious feeling.

This is an interesting turn we have here. I still love that she threw the car, and I realize that I forgot to give good easy rules for throwing things and people through walls.

How are the rules working out for you? Any complaints or suggestions?
 

RangerWickett said:
Horacio, if you consider it impolite, my apologies, but I just thought I should correct a little of your English. I think you meant 'pity'--meaning kindness and sympathy--instead of 'piety'--meaning religious feeling.

I meant 'mercy' but I didn't find the right word. Corriged now :)
Thanks a lot!


This is an interesting turn we have here. I still love that she threw the car, and I realize that I forgot to give good easy rules for throwing things and people through walls.

How are the rules working out for you? Any complaints or suggestions?

In this evening's update I will tell you the home rules we used for pushback, wall destruction and stunning :)
 
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Sorry about missing yesterday's update. Today I'm doing a double update, a brief one now and a longer one, introducing one of the two new G.A.R.S. members later.

G.A.R.S. Chapter 2: The anvil

Interlude 2: New recruits

While Dandy was recovering at the hospital, Grenadier took the leadership of the G.A.R.S. His first action was to go to the Mayor's office and ask for two more members for the team. Knowing how important good publucity was for the Mayor, Grenadier tried to press on that side...

G:- Imagine, Mr. Eastroad, the horrible repercusions of that news, "Golden Apple's parahuman team wiped out during a rescue mission by a known villain". Well, this time we survived, but Dandy is still in the hospital, and Blueskin nearly died... twice.

After some deliberations, the Mayor agreed. The G.A.R.S. team was officially enlarged to six people, and an advertisement for parahuman wanting to join the most famous parahuman rescue team was broadcasted in all major newspapers and TV stations. The selection process was quick and clean, and according with Dandy's request, the two new members were required to be able to fly, and that left out a great deal of potential heroes. After some tests and careful reading of candidates' curricula, the two new members were officially chosen: Adam Rupperts a.k.a. Grav and Ellen Stuart a.k.a. Tikey

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Later today I'll post Grav's stats and story...

Your comments are always welcome!
 
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