Shadowchasers: Rock Star Edition
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Sorrow The Man Bear
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"Heh-heh, I guess so. Well, allright. Let's get movin'. Afore we go, lemme grab my iron from the room. Maybe I can round up Alex while I'm at it." Billy starts to rise, and head for the door. If nobody stops him, he'll run to his run and strap on his gunbelt, and make a pass at Alex's room as well, rapping on the door.
Blue_Kryptonite
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((One more pause for Alex to be in on this. If not, we'll move from there. I already have the next event on my hard drive wiating to post. 
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The Shaman
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“May as well begin with the ‘good’ doctor,” Mitch answers, sipping at his tea. “If we end up with bollocks, we still have the families and whoever manufactured the drug to check out.”
Blue_Kryptonite
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((Looks like Dralon has made it back to the boards, I'll post the next move tomorrow for certain. Should be enough time for him to catch up with everything and let us know if he's still here.))
((Edit: We move on then.))
((Edit: We move on then.))
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Blue_Kryptonite
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4:15 AM
Slaye realizes upon opening the mini-bar that Alex had stopped in the room when they were checking in, waiting to be shown to his at the end of the hall. Thus, there is nothing but a bottle of 7-up in the fridge. Heading back to his own room across the hall,. he realizes that its too quiet for the time of morning at a Sheraton of this size. No maid carts lined up for the 5 AM opening routine, no bleary-eyed bellboys doing the room count, and oddest of all, no smells or noises of the complimentary continental breakfast being prepared. (Roll a Spot check.)
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Mitch tabs over to to check his email out of habit. In the hour or so he was ferreting out dirty little secrets, a good 60 spam must have piled up by now. Instead, the machine freezes for a moment, then pops up a no connection dialog. A tracert reveals the problem is local... And impossible. At the bottom of 30 or so failed hops timed out with asterisks, sits a local number where none should be: 192.168.0.666. A DOS window pops up as the machine shuts down, hard, with the drive coming to a unhealthily *clunk*! of a stop. (Roll a spot check)
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Billy moseys up to the end of the hall, to the slightly larger couples suite the drama queen had to claim for his lonesome. Just cause he cut a record with Dan'l Boon and the Stardust Spiders forever ago, he thinks he owns the joint. The door stands slightly open. A knock swings it full open. (Roll a spot check).
Slaye realizes upon opening the mini-bar that Alex had stopped in the room when they were checking in, waiting to be shown to his at the end of the hall. Thus, there is nothing but a bottle of 7-up in the fridge. Heading back to his own room across the hall,. he realizes that its too quiet for the time of morning at a Sheraton of this size. No maid carts lined up for the 5 AM opening routine, no bleary-eyed bellboys doing the room count, and oddest of all, no smells or noises of the complimentary continental breakfast being prepared. (Roll a Spot check.)
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Mitch tabs over to to check his email out of habit. In the hour or so he was ferreting out dirty little secrets, a good 60 spam must have piled up by now. Instead, the machine freezes for a moment, then pops up a no connection dialog. A tracert reveals the problem is local... And impossible. At the bottom of 30 or so failed hops timed out with asterisks, sits a local number where none should be: 192.168.0.666. A DOS window pops up as the machine shuts down, hard, with the drive coming to a unhealthily *clunk*! of a stop. (Roll a spot check)
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Billy moseys up to the end of the hall, to the slightly larger couples suite the drama queen had to claim for his lonesome. Just cause he cut a record with Dan'l Boon and the Stardust Spiders forever ago, he thinks he owns the joint. The door stands slightly open. A knock swings it full open. (Roll a spot check).
Sorrow The Man Bear
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Spot: 1d20+7=20
Billy slowly pushes the door all the way open. "Consarnit Alex, the least ya could do is lock the door when ye go on a bender. Alex?" Noticing the dead quiet of the entire hotel, he becomes a bit unnerved, and unsnaps the buckle holding his gun in it's belt. He enters the room and calls softly once more, "Alex?"
Billy slowly pushes the door all the way open. "Consarnit Alex, the least ya could do is lock the door when ye go on a bender. Alex?" Noticing the dead quiet of the entire hotel, he becomes a bit unnerved, and unsnaps the buckle holding his gun in it's belt. He enters the room and calls softly once more, "Alex?"