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<blockquote data-quote="Caros" data-source="post: 3732578" data-attributes="member: 43842"><p><span style="color: Blue">[Ethan]</span></p><p></p><p>For you it seemed a relitively typical night. A top floor apartment on the best side of the city you were rarely bothered by anything. Tonight, the only thing keeping you awake was your neighbors dog. The building had a policies against animals, and you had complained about this little mongrel barking at all hours of the night, but the tenant, a friend of the owner had thus far gotten away with things.</p><p></p><p>If anything was atypical tonight, it was that dog. Yapping as loud as it could manage, for the better part of the last two hours, waking you up on and off with its steady cries, even from two stories down. It seemed that you were destined not to sleep this morning.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Blue">[Darwin]</span></p><p></p><p>Your phone blinked its time happily at you, a bright, blinding flash into your eyes that sent them dazzling. So much for sleep. Frustrated you headed to get a drink of water, stumbling out into the hall.</p><p></p><p>As you woke up, you could begin to focus more on the sounds. Your house was just off of Broadway ave. Up several blocks from the famed part of the city, you rested in the more comfortable residential districts that dated back perhaps three decades. It was generally a quiet neighborhood, elderly couples, and new homeowners, most without families.</p><p></p><p>Which was why the sound of alarms was odd. Distinctly you could make out car alarms, that was obvious, two or three of them going crazy, shutting off for an instant then turning back on, as if something was intentionally setting them off.</p><p></p><p>Dimmer beneath that, mostly when the car alarms paused close together, you could hear ringing bells, the sound one might associate with bank alarms or whatnot, a much louder, shrill noise splitting the morning air.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Blue">[Mike]</span></p><p></p><p>The area of downtown in which you lived was a rather relaxed bit of the city. Unlike the north end of downtown, close to 22nd street where drugs, prostitution and other vices were so prominant, the southern end, close to the river was actually considered by many to be one of the more scenic areas of town. Your apartment was on the 9th floor of one of downtown's few sky scraping appartment buildings.</p><p></p><p>For you it would be a relitively uneventful night as you read your book, a soft chiming heard from your open window, you'd think nothing of it until close to 3:30. Settled back with your book, the smell of wafting smoke would eventually hit your nose.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Blue">[Jason]</span></p><p></p><p>[sblock=Jason]The bridge collapses under your weight, falling several hundred feet to the river and killing you instantly.</p><p></p><p>Err... Sorry, I was thinking real life there, not fantasy. The structural integrity of victoria street bridge is... lets just say its in question hehe. Had to make the joke.[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>Victoria street bridge was the smallest of the pedestrian available bridges in the city. Dubbed by many to be "Cthulu's bridge" for the maddening difficulty of driving across it, the bridge was actually quite scenic in the evening, or as much as anything could be. It allowed a commanding view of the river and the downtown area.</p><p></p><p>From here Jason could hear the ringing bell, and, were he to struggle he might even be able to pick out precisely where it came from, the open space of the river disapating the sound and making directionality more difficult to determine.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Blue">[Jim&Adam]</span></p><p></p><p>The pair of them had headed out of the house for a walk, the old duplex they shared somewhat stuffy towards the late evening, it was good to get out into the cool august air, the rain finally abated for the first time in nearly a week. </p><p></p><p>The ground beneath them was still damp the mass powerline they lived beneath buzzing as it fed power from the nearby station to the sprawling businesses of 8th street. The pair of them were chatting for lack of anything to do, discussing work, women and the lack of both in some cases as they headed to a nearby drugmart.</p><p></p><p>[sblock=ooc]Everyone who thinks they got some hint towards the coming hell, make a Perception check. This is Your wits + Composure.</p><p></p><p>As a quick sum up on how to roll. You add the two relevent stats, this gives you your pool. You then roll that on invisible castle, attempting to beat 8. If you roll a 10, add a success and reroll that 10.</p><p></p><p>Penalties, such as for trying to see something when it is dark come in the form of subtracting dice from your pool. I will handle this in most instances, simply by removing the last "X" number of rolls. Also, appologies for the delay, been sick all week =([/sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Caros, post: 3732578, member: 43842"] [COLOR=Blue][Ethan][/COLOR] For you it seemed a relitively typical night. A top floor apartment on the best side of the city you were rarely bothered by anything. Tonight, the only thing keeping you awake was your neighbors dog. The building had a policies against animals, and you had complained about this little mongrel barking at all hours of the night, but the tenant, a friend of the owner had thus far gotten away with things. If anything was atypical tonight, it was that dog. Yapping as loud as it could manage, for the better part of the last two hours, waking you up on and off with its steady cries, even from two stories down. It seemed that you were destined not to sleep this morning. [COLOR=Blue][Darwin][/COLOR] Your phone blinked its time happily at you, a bright, blinding flash into your eyes that sent them dazzling. So much for sleep. Frustrated you headed to get a drink of water, stumbling out into the hall. As you woke up, you could begin to focus more on the sounds. Your house was just off of Broadway ave. Up several blocks from the famed part of the city, you rested in the more comfortable residential districts that dated back perhaps three decades. It was generally a quiet neighborhood, elderly couples, and new homeowners, most without families. Which was why the sound of alarms was odd. Distinctly you could make out car alarms, that was obvious, two or three of them going crazy, shutting off for an instant then turning back on, as if something was intentionally setting them off. Dimmer beneath that, mostly when the car alarms paused close together, you could hear ringing bells, the sound one might associate with bank alarms or whatnot, a much louder, shrill noise splitting the morning air. [COLOR=Blue][Mike][/COLOR] The area of downtown in which you lived was a rather relaxed bit of the city. Unlike the north end of downtown, close to 22nd street where drugs, prostitution and other vices were so prominant, the southern end, close to the river was actually considered by many to be one of the more scenic areas of town. Your apartment was on the 9th floor of one of downtown's few sky scraping appartment buildings. For you it would be a relitively uneventful night as you read your book, a soft chiming heard from your open window, you'd think nothing of it until close to 3:30. Settled back with your book, the smell of wafting smoke would eventually hit your nose. [COLOR=Blue][Jason][/COLOR] [sblock=Jason]The bridge collapses under your weight, falling several hundred feet to the river and killing you instantly. Err... Sorry, I was thinking real life there, not fantasy. The structural integrity of victoria street bridge is... lets just say its in question hehe. Had to make the joke.[/sblock] Victoria street bridge was the smallest of the pedestrian available bridges in the city. Dubbed by many to be "Cthulu's bridge" for the maddening difficulty of driving across it, the bridge was actually quite scenic in the evening, or as much as anything could be. It allowed a commanding view of the river and the downtown area. From here Jason could hear the ringing bell, and, were he to struggle he might even be able to pick out precisely where it came from, the open space of the river disapating the sound and making directionality more difficult to determine. [COLOR=Blue][Jim&Adam][/COLOR] The pair of them had headed out of the house for a walk, the old duplex they shared somewhat stuffy towards the late evening, it was good to get out into the cool august air, the rain finally abated for the first time in nearly a week. The ground beneath them was still damp the mass powerline they lived beneath buzzing as it fed power from the nearby station to the sprawling businesses of 8th street. The pair of them were chatting for lack of anything to do, discussing work, women and the lack of both in some cases as they headed to a nearby drugmart. [sblock=ooc]Everyone who thinks they got some hint towards the coming hell, make a Perception check. This is Your wits + Composure. As a quick sum up on how to roll. You add the two relevent stats, this gives you your pool. You then roll that on invisible castle, attempting to beat 8. If you roll a 10, add a success and reroll that 10. Penalties, such as for trying to see something when it is dark come in the form of subtracting dice from your pool. I will handle this in most instances, simply by removing the last "X" number of rolls. Also, appologies for the delay, been sick all week =([/sblock] [/QUOTE]
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