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Ninoy Aquino Airport, Manila Lani's Bar is on the edge of the airport, its full length glass windows overlooking a thousand planes passing through every day at the rundown Ninoy Aquino Airport. Pessimistically named after some murdered opposition leader who was assassinated here about a century ago after returning from exile in what used to be the United States, the battered airport was once one of the busiest in Asia before war tore the country in half. Airports can be weird places for people in your line of work, if only because you're walking around without the 40-odd kilograms of weaponry you'd usually carry to get a slurpee at the 7-Eleven. But given that roughly 30 metres from where you stand, nervous passengers are filtering through metal detectors beneath large signs proclaiming "DRUG TRAFFICKERS WILL BE HANGED", it seemed prudent to let Mr Newport freight your more questionable goods ahead to your destination at Lagu Lagu. His local fixer Kale has assured you: The appropriate "administration fees" had been paid to the appropriate officials to ensure the bulky crates containing your guns, ammo, and various other tools of the trade would arrive unmolested. Strolling into Lani's bar, the wifi jukebox throws up an ARO of the menu and tries to pipe some saccharine tagalog pop song into your commlinks: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M9waCw3d3g4. The publican stands behind the bar, slowly and very cautiously polishing glasses, gingerly gripping each one with her clunky, outdated cyberlimb that replaced an arm she lost to a Renraku drone in the Battle of Manila a decade ago. The place is nearly empty. The publican smiles politely as you enter, and, making a wild assumption based on your deportment and dress, nods each of you in turn towards the private booth at the rear where Kale is waiting. The fixer is about 40, a relaxed and friendly Filipino who's lived through six or seven wartime atrocities. He sits at the private booth with a beer in his right hand, a cigarette in his left, and a hint of a crucifix visible under the collar of his cheap suit, unbuttoned against the muggy heat of the first day of the wet season. He was the one who contacted you a week ago by email, outlined the job, and offered you a $2000/week retainer--plus generous hazard pay for any combat missions--to come and work for Mr Newport. An ork sits opposite, nursing a drink in his big hands. "You're here," Kale smiles, puffing on his cigarette, the kind of noxious, pure, unfiltered cigarette that's been banned in the UCAS for 40 years. He's drinking an unremarkable local macrobrew called San Miguel. A patriot's drink. Kale taps a button on the scuffed screen of his commlink, transferring a few bucks to the bar. The white noise generator built into the side of the booth starts projecting a low-level of messy random noise radially outwards from the table, quiet enough to talk over, loud enough to confound anyone trying to eavesdrop. "I'm Kale. This is Nail," the fixer nods at the ork opposite. "It is his friend at the docks who'll be smoothing the delivery of your gear to Lagu Lagu. "Our flight leaves in an hour. So take a seat. Have a drink. Tell me, so I can put names to faces," he says, pushing his glasses up his nose, eyes flicking to something projected on the lenses. "Who's who?" - By default, this is the first time you've met each other, so go ahead and introduce yourselves (and don't forget to tell us what your character orders to drink, that says a lot about someone!). Include your character sheet in your first post, and go ahead and roll your starting wealth here: http://orokos.com/roll/c-The+Startup
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Vincent Coll Introductions--how long as it been since Vincent talked to anyone who didn't know to wet themselves in his presence? Years, at least. "I'm, uh, Vincent," he says. "Vincent Coll." Vincent slips a hand into his pocket and fingers the small, chipped credstick made of recycled plastics and a repurposed memory drive--the kind of credstick given by a parent to a thoughtless child. Ten nuyen. Saving it for a real need seemed almost pointless, but he wasn't about to spend the last of his money on whatever miserable excuse for a beer they had on this miserable rock. "I'll pass on that drink." pre:Vincent Coll Value [Base] Build Points
"Mad Dog Coll" "Mr. Coll" Body 4 [3] Stats 190
Assassin / Face / Thief Agility 10 [5] Race 30
Reaction 6 [4] Edge 20
Race: Strength 5 [2] Magic 0
Elf Charisma 5 Skills 130
Intuition 5 Know 0
Logic 3 Positive 15
Essence: 1.875 Willpower 3 Negative -35
Initiative Passes: 2 Edge 4 Resource 50
Initiative: 11 Magic 0 Contacts 0
Skills Knowledge Skills
Athletics skill group 3 (6 w/ Synthacardium) Saeder-Krupp Corporate Culture 4
[Running, Gymnastics Seattle Gangs 4
Swimming, Climbing] Police Procedure 3
Elvish "History" 2
Influence skill group 4 (+2 due to fame) Expensive Beers 2
[Con, Negotiation, (+2 first impression)
Leadership, Etiquette] (+3 due to pheromones) Languages
English (Native)
Stealth skill group 2 Japanese (3)
[Disguise, Infiltration, German (3)
Palming, Shadowing] Qualities
Restricted Gear [10] (Superthyroid Gland, Muscle Toner)
Blades 6 First Impression [5]
Spec: Cyberimplants 8 Local Fame [5] (+2 on social checks when known, which
is individuals involved in Seattle crime)
Pistols 1 Bad Luck [-20] (Edge checks: 1 in 6 chance to backfire)
Hung out to Dry [-10] (All contacts have abandoned Mr. Coll)
Intimidation 2 Bad Rep [-5] (+3 infamy)
Mental 4 Criminal Sinner [0] (Murderer)
Unarmed 2
Sudual Combat 4
Heavy Weapons 1
Grenade Launchers 3
Throwing 1
Bottles 3
Pilot 1
Fixed Blade 3
Cyberware/Bioware
Suprathyroid Gland, restricted gear. +1 to body, strength, agility, reaction
Synthacardium lvl 3, +3 to athletics checks
Muscle Toner lvl 4, +4 to agility
Muscle Augmentation lvl 2, +2 to strength
Cosmetic Modification lvl 2, pretty
Tailored Pheromones lvl 3, +3 to social checks in person
Wired Reflexes lvl 1, +1 init pass, +1 reaction
Handblade (retractable), pop out (S/2 +1) blade
Damage Compensator, reduce all damage taken by 1 box.
Cost of 'ware: 249900
Gear
Suit
Starting Nuyen: 10
Contacts
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 Noise First things first. That music has to go. After flipping his battered Meta Link knockoff to passive mode with a thought, Noise squeezes his bulk into the booth. Better order a drink, Nicky - you may be broke, but you can't afford to look like it! Nobody likes a cheapskate or a stiff - let that gweilo elf in the suit play that role if he wants to. "I'm Noise - good to meet you. San Miguel for me." pre:Nicky Chen "Noise" == Info == Troll Male Movement: 15/35, Swim: 7 Karma: 0 Street Cred: 5 Notoriety: 2 Public Awareness: 2 Composure: 7 Judge Intentions: 6 Lift/Carry: 12 (90 kg/60 kg) Memory: 9 Nuyen: 760 == Attributes == BOD: 5 (6) AGI: 4 (7) REA: 5 (9) STR: 5 (6) CHA: 2 INT: 4 LOG: 2 (4) WIL: 5 EDG: 5 == Derived Attributes == Essence: 1.55 Initiative: 9 (13) IP: 1 (3) Matrix Initiative: 10 Matrix IP: 3 Physical Damage Track: 11 Stun Damage Track: 11 == Active Skills == Automatics : 5 Pool: 12 Climbing : 1 Pool: 7 Computer : 4 Pool: 8 Cybercombat : 3 Pool: 7 Data Search : 4 Pool: 8 Electronic Warfare : 4 Pool: 8 Forgery : 1 Pool: 8 Gymnastics : 1 Pool: 8 Hacking : 5 [Exploit] Pool: 9 (11) Hardware : 4 Pool: 8 Infiltration : 2 [Urban] Pool: 9 (11) Perception : 2 [Visual] Pool: 6 (8) Running : 1 Pool: 7 Software : 4 Pool: 8 Swimming : 1 Pool: 7 Unarmed Combat : 2 [Choy Li Fut] Pool: 8 (10) == Knowledge Skills == Area Knowledge: Hong Kong : 1 Pool: 5 Cantonese : N Pool: 0 Data Havens : 3 Pool: 7 English : 3 Pool: 7 Matrix Crime : 3 Pool: 7 Security Design : 4 [Matrix] Pool: 8 (10) Shadow Community : 3 Pool: 7 == Contacts == Lo Pan, 10K Lions Triad Soldier (C2, L2) Sparky, Smuggler Girlfriend (C4, L6) Lagu Lagu Labour Union (C3, L2) == Qualities == Addiction (Mild) (Hot Simsense) Codeslinger (Hacking on the Fly) Restricted Gear (Rating 1) Sensitive Neural Structure (Tech) SINner (Criminal) (Data Piracy, Assault) Thermographic Vision == Lifestyles == Low (Corporate Barracks) Middle (Off-base apartment, 1 month paid) == Cyberware/Bioware == Cerebral Booster Rating 2 Datajack Muscle Toner Rating 2 Reaction Enhancers Rating 2 Suprathyroid Gland Wired Reflexes Rating 2 Sleep Regulator Skin Pocket == Armor == Armor Jacket 8/6 +Nonconductivity 3 == Weapons == AK-97 +Gas-Vent 3 System +Imaging Scope +Shock Pad +Smartgun System, External Ingram Smartgun X +Shock Pad +Stock +Gas Vent 2 +Smartgun System +Sound Suppressor Shock Glove Steyr TMP +Concealable Holster +Gas-Vent 3 System +Smartgun System, External == Commlink == Meta Link (1, 1, 1, 2) +Vector Xim Novatech Airware (6, 6, 6, 3) +Custom Commlink OS [Firewall 6, System 6] +Sim Module (Hot) +Skinlink == Programs == Agent Rating 3 Analyze Rating 6 Armor 4 Attack Rating 4 Biofeedback Filter Rating 5 Black Hammer 4 Browse Rating 6 Databomb 4 Decrypt Rating 6 Defuse Rating 6 ECCM Rating 5 Edit Rating 6 Encrypt Rating 6 Exploit Rating 6 Medic Rating 3 Scan Rating 6 Sniffer Rating 5 Spoof Rating 6 Stealth Rating 6 Track Rating 3 Wall Space Virtual Pet (miniature panda) Virtual Weather == Gear == Ammo: EX-Explosive Rounds (Machine Pistols) x60 Ammo: EX-Explosive Rounds (Submachine Guns) x100 Ammo: EX-Explosive Rounds (Assault Rifles) x154 Ammo: Flechette Rounds (Machine Pistols) x60 Ammo: Flechette Rounds (Submachine Guns) x100 Ammo: Stick-n-Shock (Machine Pistols) x86 Ammo: Stick-n-Shock (Submachine Guns) x118 Autopicker Rating 5 BTL Recording x5 Chisel Contact Lenses Rating 3 +Skinlink +Flare Compensation +Image Link +Smartlink Datachip x10 Earbuds Rating 2 +Audio Enhancement Rating 3 +Spatial Recognizer +Skinlink Fake SIN (Freelance Penetration Tester) Rating 3 +Fake License (Augmentations) Rating 3 +Fake License (Driver's) Rating 3 +Fake License (Firearms) Rating 3 +Fake License (Programs) Rating 3 Flashlight Gecko Tape Gloves Glue Sprayer Goggles Rating 3 +Skinlink +Low Light +Vision Enhancement Rating 3 +Image Link Grenade: Flash-Pak Grenade: Smoke x2 Grenade: High Explosive x2 Grenade: Flash-Bang x2 Holo Projector Jammer, Directional Rating 6 Jammer, Area Rating 4 Linguasoft (Filipino) Rating 3 Mapsoft (Yomi Island) Rating 6 Medkit Rating 6 Miniwelder Respirator Rating 6 Satellite Link Sim Recording x10 Spare Clip (Steyr TMP) x4 Spare Clip (Ingram Smartgun X) x4 Spare Clip (AK-97) x4 Stealth Tags x20 Stimulant Patch Rating 3 x4 Tag Eraser Tool Kit (Hardware) Trauma Patch VR Game x4 White Noise Generator Rating 6 Wire Clippers == Vehicles == MCT Fly-Spy (Minidrone) +Improved Takeoff and Landing Level 2 +Maneuver (Self) Rating 2 +Minidrone Sensor Shiawase Kanmushi (Microdrone) +Gecko Tips +Microdrone Sensor Emerald Rogue fucked around with this message at 03:08 on Dec 31, 2013 |
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 Nail Watching the others walk up, Nails nods at them as his name is mentioned. The troll and a couple of the others looked alright to him. However, someone forgot to tell the guys showing up in suits that this wasn't Seattle. Taking a drink of his San Miguel beer, he listens as each person introduces himself. He didn't really care what drinking that brand of beer meant, every bar on every island had their own take on what drink meant what. Too many variations to keep track of. Just drink what the locals are drinking and most of the time you'll be okay. Turning to the troll and smirking, "Aren't you a little short for a troll?" messed up the formula when rolling starting cash. starting cash: 3d6+9*50 461 Roll ended up being 11+9(left over money) so 20*50 or 1000Y starting cash. pre:== Info ==
Street Name: Nail
Name: Rusty Armstrong
Movement: 10/25, Swim: 5
Karma: 0
Street Cred: 0
Notoriety: 2
Public Awareness: 0
Ork
Composure: 5
Judge Intentions: 6
Lift/Carry: 14 (105 kg/70 kg)
Memory: 5
Nuyen: 8000
== Attributes ==
BOD: 7
AGI: 5 (7)
REA: 5 (7)
STR: 5 (7)
CHA: 2
INT: 4
LOG: 2
WIL: 3
EDG: 3
== Derived Attributes ==
Essence: 2.9
Initiative: 9 (11)
IP: 1 (2)
Matrix Initiative: 6
Matrix IP: 2
Physical Damage Track: 12
Stun Damage Track: 10
== Active Skills ==
Armorer : 1 Pool: 3
Automatics : 4 (Assault Rifles) Pool: 11 (13)
Climbing : 1 Pool: 10
Etiquette : 2 Pool: 4
First Aid : 2 Pool: 4
Flight : 1 Pool: 10
Gunnery : 1 Pool: 8
Gymnastics : 1 Pool: 10
Heavy Weapons : 2 Pool: 9
Infiltration : 5 Pool: 12
Intimidation : 4 Pool: 6
Navigation : 1 Pool: 5
Negotiation : 2 Pool: 4
Perception : 3 Pool: 7
Pilot Ground Craft : 2 Pool: 9
Pilot Watercraft : 1 Pool: 8
Pistols : 5 [Semi-Automatics] Pool: 12 (14)
Running : 1 Pool: 10
Swimming : 1 Pool: 10
Throwing Weapons : 1 Pool: 8
Unarmed Combat : 4 Pool: 11
== Knowledge Skills ==
Area Knowledge: Jamaica : 2 Pool: 6
Area Knowledge: NYC : 1 Pool: 5
Area Knowledge: Yomi Island : 3 Pool: 5
Boarding Techniques : 3 Pool: 5
English : N Pool: 0
French : 3 Pool: 7
Smugglers Bars : 4 Pool: 6
Tagalog : 2 Pool: 4
== Contacts ==
Casper (2, 2) Retired Smuggler. Some say he was one of the first to make a
T-Bird run through Indian Territory, others say hes just an old man who
embellishes a lot. Now in his 60s and retired, he spends most days in
the bars on the docks.
== Qualities ==
Addiction (Mild) (Cram)
Low-Light Vision
SINner (Criminal) (1)
== Lifestyles ==
Low 1 months
== Cyberware/Bioware ==
Cybereyes Basic System Rating 2
+Eye Recording Unit
+Image Link
+Flare Compensation
+Low-Light Vision
+Smartlink
+Vision Magnification
Muscle Augmentation Rating 2
Muscle Toner Rating 2
Reaction Enhancers Rating 1
Synthacardium Rating 2
Wired Reflexes Rating 1
== Armor ==
Armor Jacket 8/6
== Weapons ==
Ares Predator IV
+Concealable Holster
+Silencer
+Spare Clips
+Spare Clips
+Flashlight, Low-Light
+Personalized Grip
+Skinlink
+Smartgun System
DV: 5P AP: -1 RC: 1
Ares Alpha
+Smartgun system, Internal
+Gas-vent 3 system
+Spare clip
+Spare clip
+Spare clip
+Personalized Grip
+Skinlink
+Sling
114/128 death worm ammo stats: DV+1, AP -2, inflicts the Low Pain Tolerance quality
on damaged targets until the wound is healed
6 Hellhound grenades (as frag +maybe fire)
DV: 6P AP: -1 RC: 5 Ammo: 42c
Colt M23
+Sling
+Smartgun System, Internal
+Spare Clips
+Spare Clips
+Spare Clips
+Personalized Grip
+Skinlink
DV: 6P AP: -1 RC: 2 Ammo:40c
Knife
Unarmed Attack
DV: 4S AP: - RC: 0
== Commlink ==
Sony Emperor (2, 2, 1, 3)
+Redcap Nix
+Sim Module (Cold)
+Subvocal Microphone
+Satellite Link
+Mapsoft (Yomi Island) Rating 6
+Suite: Basic+ [Analyze 3, Browse 3, Command 1, Edit 3]
== Gear ==
Ammo: Regular Ammo (Heavy Pistols) x100
Ammo: Stick-n-Shock (Heavy Pistols) x50
Ammo: Regular Ammo (Assault Rifles) x200
Flash Bang Grenade x2
HE Grenade x2
Cram x20
Earbuds Rating 2
+Audio Enhancement Rating 3
+Spatial Recognizer
Fake SIN Rating 3
Gas Mask
Grapple Gun
+Standard Rope (100 m)
Medkit Rating 6
Miniwelder
== Vehicles ==
GAZ P-179 (Pickup Truck)
+Multifuel Engine
+Vehicle Sensor
Handling -1 Accel 15/30 Speed 90 Pilot 1 Body 14 Armor 6 Sensor 1 12000Ypre:Karma Earned: Save hostages 10 karma Grenades! 1 karma saving the dwarf 4 karma nonlethally handling the Spider witnesses 2 karma stealing the Project Noah's Ark prototype 2 karma retrieving the files 2 karma Rescuing Eaauurraaugh 2 karma 888 posts 1 karma Free the doctor 18 karma 1000 posts 3 karma Steal cyberware 7 karma Spent: Armorer 1 (4 karma) Specialization: Assault Rifles (2 karma) Throwing Weapons 1 (4 karma) Edge 2 to 3 (15 karma) Current Karma: 31 ltr fucked around with this message at 04:22 on Jan 3, 2014 |
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 Natalya Fortunately for those having arrived in suits, they were quickly spared the indignity of being the most incongruous stand-outs in the room by the arrival of Natalya, who had spent several years and a sizable amount of money ensuring that no matter where she went, she would be one of the most noticeable people in any given place at any given time. Tail idly twitching as her cybernetic legs gracefully propelled her across the floor, she tsked sympathetically at the sight of the bartender's outdated cyberlimb...such a pity, with the right augs she could truly be stunning...then flashed the woman a grin as her booth was indicated, artfully sliding into her seat and crossing one digitigrade leg over the other. children overboard posted:"You're here," Kale smiles, puffing on his cigarette, the kind of noxious, pure, unfiltered cigarette that's been banned in the UCAS for 40 years. He's drinking an unremarkable local macrobrew called San Miguel. A patriot's drink. Kale taps a button on the scuffed screen of his commlink, transferring a few bucks to the bar. The white noise generator built into the side of the booth starts projecting a low-level of messy random noise radially outwards from the table, quiet enough to talk over, loud enough to confound anyone trying to eavesdrop. "Oh please, darling," Natalya chuckled, her English lightly accented. "Surely you don't need me to tell you who I am." It was less a boast (well, not entirely) and more a simple statement of fact...generally speaking, people didn't tend to mistake her for someone else. But the man in the suit simply stared at her with the aggravating sort of patience of somebody working their way down a checklist and determined to complete it, and she sighed in exasperation, rolling her violet eyes. "Tsk, fine. I am Natalya Voronova, and I am sure it is very nice to meet all of you whoever you are, just as I am sure it will be most delightful to meet this Mr. Newport of yours once we finally arrive." After four hours spent cooped up on a plane from Vladivostok to Manila, even a private charter, Natalya wasn't looking forward to repeating the experience. Long periods of sitting around doing nothing didn't suit her. She glanced over the bar's menu out of the corner of her display...it certainly wasn't the fanciest place she'd ever been (some of which she'd even had an invitation for) but it was far from the worst. "I will have a Logic Bomb," she said, choosing to mix whatever cheap vodka the bar happened to stock with ne0n, a vividly colored energy drink with B vitamins, electrolytes, and a truly unhealthy amount of caffeine. pre:Street Name: Gecko (геккон) Name: Natalya Voronova Movement: 15/37, Swim: 5 Karma: 11 Street Cred: 6 (+2) Notoriety: 1 Public Awareness: 2 Human Female Composure: 6 Judge Intentions: 8 Lift/Carry: 9 (90 kg/60 kg) Memory: 5 Nuyen: $25,872 == Attributes == BOD: 3 AGI: 5 (7, Cyberlimbs 9, Avg. 8) REA: 4 (5) STR: 3 (Cyberlimbs 9, Avg. 6) CHA: 3 INT: 5 LOG: 2 WIL: 3 EDG: 3 == Derived Attributes == Essence: 0.65 (+0.2 open) Initiative: 9 (10) IP: 1 (2) Physical Damage Track: 12 ([ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ]) Stun Damage Track: 10 ([ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ][ ]) == Active Skills == Automatics : 2 Pool: 9 (Submachine Guns 11) Climbing : 4 Pool: 13 Average Con : 1 Pool: 4 (Fast Talk 6) Exotic Melee Weapon : 2 Pool: 11 (Foot Blades) Gymnastics : 4 Pool: 15 Average Infiltration : 6 Pool: 14 Average (Urban 16) Locksmith : 1 Pool: 8 (Pin Tumbler 10) Navigation : 2 Pool: 7 (Urban 9) Parachuting : 2 Pool: 5 (BASE Jumping 7) Perception : 3 Pool: 8 (Hearing 10) Pilot Aircraft : 1 Pool: 9 Average (Glider 11) Pilot Ground Craft : 1 Pool: 9 Average (Bike 11) Pistols : 2 Pool: 9 (Semiautomatics 11) Running : 4 Pool: 13 Average Shadowing : 3 Pool: 8 (Tailing 10) Swimming : 4 Pool: 13 Average Throwing Weapons : 1 Pool: 8 (Lobbed 10) == Knowledge Skills == Security Design : 4 Pool: 6 (Physical 8) International Party Scene : 4 Pool: 9 Transhuman Body Mod Culture: 4 Pool: 9 Security Companies : 3 Pool: 8 == Knowledge Skills == English (Native) Russian (Native) Chinese 3 German 3 Filipino 3 (Linguasoft) == Contacts == Bobby Lao, Hong Kong fixer and infobroker (5/5) Lagu Lagu Labour Union (3/2 [4 for Natalya]) == Qualities == Addiction (Mild) (Alcohol) -5 Distinctive Style -10 Poor Self Control (Thrill Seeker) -5 Prejudiced (Bioconservatives) -5 Wanted -10 Bilingual 5 Inspired 5 Restricted Gear 5 (custom Raptor cyberlegs) == Lifestyles == Middle, 1 month == Cyberware/Bioware == Synthecardium x3 -Total Cost $30,000, Essence 0.3 (0.15), Avail. 12 -+3 dice pool bonus to all Athletics Skill Group Tests Muscle Toner x2 -Total Cost $16,000, Essence 0.4 (0.2), Avail. 10 -+2 to Agility Sleep Regulator -Total Cost $10,000, Essence 0.15 (0.07), Avail. 8 -Only requires 3 hours of sleep per night, can remain awake up to 48 hours with no ill effects 2x Full Modular Cybernetic Legs w/Customization (Str +3, Agi +3), Raptor Cyberlegs (pair), Bulk Modification x7, Enhancements (Str x3, Agi x3), Hydraulic Jacks x6, Grip Feet, Cyberspurs -Total Cost $109,400, Essence 2, Avail. 19 -+6 dice pool bonus for jumping tests, +120% maximum jump distance, reduce falling damage by 12 meters, +3 dice pool bonus to Gymnastics Tests including Gymnastics Dodge tests, +2 dice pool bonus on non-tumbling Gymnastics and Climbing Tests, +2 Strength bonus to kicking and Exotic Melee Weapon attacks, Str/2+3P cyberweapon damage Alpha Grade Balance Tail -Total Cost $11,000, Essence 0.35, Avail. 9 -+2 dice pool bonus to all tests involving balance (climbing, jumping, walking narrow ledges, falling, etc.), increase Body by 1 for determining knockback in combat Alpha Grade Cybereyes Rating 4 w/Eye Recording Unit, Flare Compensation, Image Link, Low-Light Vision, Ocular Drone, Smartlink, Thermographic Vision, Vision Magnification -Total Cost $18,500, Essence 0.35, Avail. 8 Alpha Grade Cyberears Rating 2 w/Balance Augmenter, Damper, Ear Recording Unit, Sound Link, Spatial Recognizer -Total Cost $14,500, Essence 0.21, Avail. 4 -+1 bonus die to all tests involving balance (climbing, jumping, walking narrow ledges, falling, etc.), +2 dice pool bonus to Perception Tests to locate sounds, +2 dice pool bonus to resist sonic attacks Alpha Grade Wired Reflexes x1 -Total Cost $22,000, Essence 1.6, Avail. 8 Alpha Grade Datajack -Total Cost $1,000 Essence 0.07, Avail. - Beta Grade Internal Air Tank -Total Cost $2,600 Essence 0.15, Avail. 16 -Can hold breath for up to 2 hours, protects from inhalation-vector toxins, refilling air tank takes 5 minutes through an intake valve or six hours of normal breathing == Armor == Urban Explorer Jumpsuit 6/6 + Biomonitor + Nonconductivity 3 + Thermal Damping 5 + Ruthenium Polymer Coating == Weapons == Ares Predator IV +Smartgun System +Silencer +Underbarrel Weight Pool: 13 DV: 5P AP: -1 RC: 1 Ingram Smartgun X +Smartgun System +Detachable Folding Stock +Integrated Suppressor +Chameleon Coating +Sling Pool: 13 DV: 5P AP: - RC: 2(3) Cyberspur, leg mounted Pool: 11 DV: 8P AP: - RC: 0 == Gear == Ares Predator IV w/Underbarrel Weight $375 -4 Spare Clips w/EX Explosive ammunition ($155 per magazine) -4 Spare Clips w/Stick-n-Shock ammunition ($125 per magazine) -Silencer $200 Ingram Smartgun X w/Chameleon Coating, Sling $1,665 -5 Spare Clips w/regular ammunition ($70 per magazine) -3 Spare Clips w/EX Explosive ammunition ($325 per magazine) Urban Explorer Jumpsuit w/Nonconductivity, Thermal Damping, Ruthenium Polymer Coating $14,700 Sony Emperor w/Renraku Ichi OS & Sim Module $1,400 Simrig $1,000 Mapsoft 6 (Yomi Island) $30 Linguasoft 3 (Filipino) $1,500 Fake SIN 4 (Yelena Kuznetsova, physical security evaluator and consultant) $4,000 Autopicker 6 $1,200 Chisel $20 Lockpick Set $300 Maglock Passkey 4 $8,000 Miniwelder $250 Maglock Sequencer 4 $800 Wire Clippers $25 Glasscutter $10 Climbing Gear $200 Gecko Tape Gloves $250 Gas Mask $200 Respirator 6 $150 GPS $200 Rappeling Gloves $70 Grapple Gun $500 Microwire, 100 meters $50 Stealth Rope w/Catalyst Stick, 100 meters $85 Suzuki Mirage Racing Bike $6,500 Middle Lifestyle 1 month $5,000 $2,100 starting nuyen --- Goggles w/Ultrasound, Vision Enhancement 3 Glue Sprayer 2 High Explosive Grenades 2 Flashbang Grenades 3 Smoke Grenades 2 Thermal Smoke Grenades 3 Stim Patches (Rating 6) 1 Tranq Patch (Rating 10) 3 Licenses (Rating 4 each, Firearms, Augmentations, Bonded Security Consultant) 2 MetaLink prepaid commlinks == Misc. Bonuses == +2 to all Gymnastics Tests including Gymnastics Dodge tests, further +2 to all non-tumbling Gymnastics Tests, +11 total to Jumping Tests, +5 total to Climbing Tests, additional +3 to all tests involving balance, falling, etc., +3 to all Athletics Skill Group rolls (factored in to base dice pools), +120% maximum jump distance, reduce falling damage by 12 meters, +2 to Perception Tests to locate sounds, +2 to resist sonic attacks, +2 Strength bonus to kicking and Exotic Melee Weapon attacks using leg-mounted weaponry Raised Edge from 2 to 3 - 15 karma Purchased Throwing Weapons 1 and Lobbed specialty - 6 karma Re-raised Edge from 2 to 3 - 15 karma Purchased Con 1 and Fast Talk specialty - 6 karma Kai Tave fucked around with this message at 10:58 on Mar 23, 2014 |
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ltr posted:Nail Noise "Maybe a bit. But I'm still tall enough to see over the crowds, friend. That's usually enough for me." With a toothy grin plastered on his face, Noise counted backwards from ten in his head. You have to make a good impression today - you know that, Sparky told you that when she dropped you off in Manila today. You don't make good impressions and build guanxi by reprogramming your new co-worker's PAN to display everything in inverted colors or subscribing him to the Coprology Weekly journal. Can't go back home for a while - this is what you have now, like it or not. Best to make the most of it. Emerald Rogue fucked around with this message at 13:58 on Apr 5, 2013 |
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Vincent Coll Vincent's surprise at the Natalya's drastic augmentations manifests only as a single raised eyebrow. He slides over in the booth to make room for her, and listens to her introduction with a thin smirk. "Well," he says as she finishes, "It certainly is an impressive body you've had built---given the raw materials, of course."
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Nail Chuckling at the trolls response, "Yes, I suppose it is." Taking another swig of beer, "You and I are going to get along just fine."
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Mystic Mongol posted:Vincent Coll Natalya Natalya's grin returned wider than before at the back-handed compliment, reaching across the table (and anyone else who happened to be sitting between them) and patting Vincent affectionately on the cheek. "Aw, why thank you, that's so sweet of you to say. And don't worry, maybe one day you can trade in that suit for a sense of style too," she said before breaking into laughter.
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Lani's Bar Kale's weathered features beam up a smile at Natalya. "I guess I did have an inkling. And yes, Mr Newport is looking forward to meeting you. He'll be able to tell you more about his business, but if you have questions about the island itself I've spent a bit of time there. Most of it in muddy trenches, but I'll answer what I can." The fixer busies himself tapping orders into the menu ARO, leaving you to discuss skillsets. Looks like this round's on him.
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Vicissitude posted:Rodney Noise "I'm your hacker. I can handle hardware or software, in-person or virtual, legal or not. I can keep up in a firefight or a fistfight, and I can be quiet when I need to - just don't expect me to be a ghost. I might be little for a troll, but that still makes me pretty noticeable." Noise carefully removes the top from his beer - hardly anyone makes bottles sized for troll hands. Sip - not bad. Tastes about the same as the San Miguel from the Hong Kong brewery, anyway.
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Vincent Coll "I'm not interested in speaking with Mr. Newport before I've accomplished anything," Vincent says coldly. As he speaks he gradually leans in, subtly violating Kale's personal space even as his voice gets quieter and quieter, forcing Kale to focus his full attention on the menacing elf. "Let's pretend we're not trainees and skip past the orientation lecture. I was told your conventional security options were ineffective against the gangs, terrorists, and monsters that infest this place, but I can take your liabilities and turn them into assets. If you can give me the name and location of a group that has been frustrating to deal with, but has a known leader, I'll remember to be generous, when I outrank both of you." First impressions are important. Negotiation? Diplomacy? Intimidation? It hardly matters, I got six successes.
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Stormcrow The white-haired elf in the tasteful, yet surprisingly protective suit has been quiet up until this point, scanning the drink menu. An impressive range for an airport bar, actually, but it had more breadth than class. He keys in an order for a mid-range gaikkaiken sake, warm. "Stormcrow," he says. "Not my real name, but my real name causes trouble for me these days. I'm your magic... spirits, thunderbolts, explosions... things like that. I'm a fair hand at covert ops as well. Memory wipes are something of a specialty, actually." pre:== Info == Street Name: Stormcrow Name: Ryu Naganashi Movement: 10/25, Swim: 6 Karma: 0 Street Cred: 0 Notoriety: 2 Public Awareness: 0 Elf Male Age 24 Height 5'10 Weight 170 Composure: 12 Judge Intentions: 10 Lift/Carry: 3 (15 kg/10 kg) Memory: 7 Nuyen: 0 == Attributes == BOD: 2 AGI: 3 REA: 2 STR: 1 CHA: 7 INT: 3 LOG: 2 WIL: 5 EDG: 2 MAG: 6 == Derived Attributes == Essence: 6 Initiative: 5 IP: 1 Astral Initiative: 6 Astral IP: 3 Matrix Initiative: 6 Matrix IP: 2 Physical Damage Track: 9 Stun Damage Track: 11 == Active Skills == Animal Handling : 0 Pool: 2 Animal Training : 0 Pool: 2 Archery : 0 Pool: 2 Armorer : 0 Pool: 1 Artisan : 0 Pool: 2 Assensing : 2 Pool: 5 Automatics : 0 Pool: 2 Banishing : 4 Pool: 10 Binding : 4 Pool: 10 Blades : 0 Pool: 2 Clubs : 0 Pool: 2 Computer : 1 Pool: 3 Con : 2 Pool: 9 Counterspelling : 1 Pool: 7 Cybercombat : 0 Pool: 1 Data Search : 1 Pool: 3 Demolitions : 0 Pool: 1 Disguise : 0 Pool: 2 Diving : 0 Pool: 1 Dodge : 4 [Ranged Combat] Pool: 6 (8) Escape Artist : 0 Pool: 2 Etiquette : 2 Pool: 9 First Aid : 0 Pool: 1 Forgery : 0 Pool: 2 Gunnery : 0 Pool: 2 Gymnastics : 0 Pool: 2 Hacking : 0 Pool: 1 Heavy Weapons : 0 Pool: 2 Infiltration : 0 Pool: 2 Instruction : 0 Pool: 6 Intimidation : 0 Pool: 6 Leadership : 2 Pool: 9 Locksmith : 0 Pool: 2 Longarms : 0 Pool: 2 Navigation : 0 Pool: 2 Negotiation : 2 Pool: 9 Palming : 0 Pool: 2 Parachuting : 0 Pool: 1 Perception : 2 Pool: 5 Pilot Ground Craft : 0 Pool: 1 Pilot Watercraft : 0 Pool: 1 Pistols : 0 Pool: 2 Riding : 0 Pool: 1 Ritual Spellcasting : 1 Pool: 7 Shadowing : 0 Pool: 2 Spellcasting : 5 [Manipulation] Pool: 11 (13) Summoning : 4 Pool: 10 Survival : 0 Pool: 4 Throwing Weapons : 0 Pool: 2 Tracking : 0 Pool: 2 Unarmed Combat : 0 Pool: 2 == Knowledge Skills == Art : 2 Pool: 5 Combat Tactics : 3 Pool: 5 English : 2 Pool: 5 Japanese : N Pool: 0 Literature : 1 Pool: 4 Magical Theory : 2 Pool: 4 Mitsuhama : 2 Pool: 4 Security Tactics : 2 Pool: 4 Tagolog : 1 Pool: 4 == Contacts == MCT Research Unit 13 (5 (14), 1) == Qualities == Geas (Must perfom purification ritual each morning) Gremlins (Rating 1) Low-Light Vision Magician Mentor Spirit (Dragonslayer) == Spells == (Tradition: Shinto, Resist Drain with WIL + CHA (12)) Alter Memory DV: (F÷2)+2 Critter Form [Critter] (Crow) DV: (F÷2)+1 Heal DV: (Damage Value)-2 Increase [Attribute] (CHA) DV: (F÷2)-2 Increase Reflexes DV: (F÷2)+2 Influence DV: (F÷2)+1 Levitate DV: (F÷2)+1 Lightning Bolt DV: (F÷2)+3 Mind Probe DV: (F÷2)+2 Physical Mask DV: (F÷2)+1 == Lifestyles == 1 months == Armor == Actioneer Business Clothes5/3 +YNT SoftWeave == Weapons == Unarmed Attack Pool: 2 DV: 1S AP: - RC: 0 == Commlink == Novatech Airware (3, 0, 0, 3) == Gear == Fake License (Sustaining Focus (Health)) Rating 2 Fake SIN Rating 2 FTL Matrixware Power Suite +Analyze Rating 3 [Copy Protection 3; Registration] +Browse Rating 4 [Copy Protection 4; Registration] +Command Rating 2 [Copy Protection 2; Registration] +Edit Rating 4 [Copy Protection 4; Registration] +Purge Rating 4 [Copy Protection 4; Registration] +Scan Rating 2 [Copy Protection 2; Registration] Magical Lodge Materials Rating 4 Mangadyne Deva Sim Module (Cold) Subvocal Microphone Sustaining Focus (Health) (Bonded Foci) Rating 2 Trodes AR Gloves Baby Babbeh fucked around with this message at 01:14 on Apr 6, 2013 |
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Vicissitude posted:Rodney Natalya Natalya pouted as Vincent ignored her teasing in favor of the other man in a suit, like being drawn to like she supposed, and leaned back in her seat. "Hm? Oh yes, pistols...I do some of that myself, but it is more of a hobby really. Or perhaps a sideline. Sometimes it is a perk." Her insouciant grin fell away for a moment, a professional bearing asserting itself about her like a switch had been flipped. "I specialize in on-site physical infiltration and intrusion, security and counter-security assessment, and retrieval of high-value assets. I do not do computers or hardware, both are very boring and I leave them to other people who find them more entertaining." She turned towards Noise as if seeing him for the first time, looking the troll up and down though apparently she found his height or lack thereof (relatively) utterly unremarkable. "You do hardware, you say? Good, excellent. You see? Already we are coming together as a team. I do infiltration, he does hardware, that one does...whatever it is he does," she went on, waving a hand dismissively towards Vincent. "And since I am here, anything else that the rest of you do will be that much more stylish by association."
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Nail Finishing off his bottle of San Miguel, Nail signals for another. "Well, I shoot things. Mostly bad guys. Who the bad guys are is up to my employer. I guess that should be our employer now. Besides that, well I dabble in other things. I may not be as sneaky as some of you" glancing at Natalya, "but I can hold my own. And I don't know how many of you realize this, but Yomi is an island, eventually we'll find ourselves on a boat and I more than know my way around most stations on anything up to supertankers."
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Stormcrow "Good. I think this will work out well. A lot of corp security jobs have you babysitting amateurs, but you lot seem solid enough. I was worried."
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Baby Babbeh posted:Stormcrow Natalya And just like that Natalya's grin returned full force accompanied by another laugh. "Amateurs? Darling, please...I am a professional."
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Mystic Mongol posted:Vincent Coll Lani's Bar "I appreciate your eagerness, Mr Coll," Kale says, leaning back and letting out a puff of thick smoke, a flicker of irritation crossing his face at your last statement. "You certainly sound like a consummate conciliator. Our problem is that insurgencies and unnatural horrors that lurk in the depths of even more unnatural forests don't typically have street addresses that I could point you towards. "For those of you who are interested, the splintered Huk ultranationalists are the main groups that are suspected to be behind various bombings and kidnappings. I don't want to bore you, Mr Coll, with an 'orientation lecture' about the history of my country being torn apart, but when the Japanese invaded those of us who fought back called ourselves the Hukbalahap, an old name from World War II meaning The Nation's Army Against the Japanese. "Cut forward several decades of brutal guerrilla fighting and merciless reprisals on our civilian populations. When our leader Bernardo Culala finally brokered a ceasefire--ceding parts of the south to the Japanese--there were some Huk rebels who refused to give up fighting until all of our country was back in Filipino hands. They kept the name, and they kept fighting. The rebels are hard men and women, and pitiless. They had to be to survive the war." He's interrupted as the bartender brings over a tray of drinks and starts doling them out. She makes some assumptions about who ordered what and places the cocktail in front of Natalya and the sake in front of Stormcrow. "Thank you Lani. Anyway," Kale says, flicking a tip her way with the swipe of his commlink screen, relaxing again as he reaches for another beer. "As an aside, I should let you all know that 'Yomi' is the Japanese name for the Island, and not popular amongst any Filipinos, be they Huk or Culala Loyalist. Mr Crow could tell you perhaps," he says, looking to the mage. "Is it correct that in Japanese the word Yomi basically means 'hell'?"
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Lani's Bar "We call the island Lagu Lagu, named by the Filipino explorer who first surveyed it. I'm not particularly precious about the name, just something to keep in mind when dealing with the locals," Kale says congenially, and then lowers his voice to little more than a conspiratorial whisper, turning up the white noise generator. "And it is true the Newport Group is not the only telecommunications company that has set up there. Perhaps if the others resort to skullduggery, what you are referring to may become necessary. But cover stories are a necessity on an island of this size. So, if you are asking me officially, then your official role is 'security consultant'. Nice and legal security consultants. After all, there's no crime in protecting one's own lawful interests against declared terrorists," he grins coyly.
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Natalya Natalya's own smile slowly became something much more predatory as she listened to the man in the suit, the other man in the suit whatever his name was, outline the unspoken employment prospects awaiting them once they arrived on Yomi or Lagu Lagu or whatever the locals felt like calling it. With corporations the question was never if, merely when. "Mmm...good, good," she chuckled. "Oh, this exciting opportunity gets more and more exciting by the minute. Your Mr. Newport and I are going to have a very fruitful working relationship together, I can tell."
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Kai Tave posted:Natalya Noise "I think we all will, Natalya. I don't mind security work, but causing trouble is usually more interesting than stopping it, yeah? This crew looked too, um, exotic to be a straight-up security gig, anyway." Turning to Kale, Noise lets his sharp-toothed grin drop into a more serious expression. "I don't want to sound like an rear end in a top hat, Kale, but Yomi Island was hell on earth for people like me. I hope Lagu Lagu is a little more hospitable now. Am I going to have to watch my back more than usual, or are the locals more friendly towards metas these days?"
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Stormcrow "Close," Stormcrow said. "A better translation would be land of the dead. Its not a hell, not a punishment for anything. It just is." "No matter. As long as the credits keep flowing I'll make a heaven of a hell or a hell of a heaven. Are there any splinter groups in particular that are a danger to our operations? Sometimes the best security is proactive security."
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Vincent Coll "Somehow I don't believe the full extent of your intel is that there are insurgents and strange monsters lurking in the woods. If you seriously want to pay my per diem for me to look under your bed and peer in your closet to see if there's a scary monster there, it's your money to throw away." "But do try not to waste my time playing dress up with me. If the solution to your problem was to pretend to be a legitimate security consultant who really understands the rich local customs, I'm sure the two of you would have this sewn up. But instead, you've called for six of the most dangerous people on the planet to fly halfway around the world and do the things you don't have the nerve to order your security forces to do. This isn't going to be great for you, because we're going to accomplish in days what you and your subordinates have failed to do since you started operations here. Now are you going to give us whatever miserable excuse for intel you've managed to scrape into a manilla envelope, or when I dump the first sack full of heads off at Mr. Newport's feet, will I report that the two of you have a knowledge of the island that doesn't extend past the door to the bar?" Another six successes on trying to convince them both their careers depends on them making me happy. Mystic Mongol fucked around with this message at 02:40 on Apr 7, 2013 |
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Nail That's the second time Mr. Suit included Nail as part of some middle guy. He's sounding pretty amateur here, time to ratchet it up a notch. Laughing loudly in the direction of Vincent, "From the sound of it, it sounds like you think I'm something more than just part of this crew, like reporting that I know more about the island than I'm saying is going to do something. I put my rear end on the line and get paid just the same as all of you. You should chill out a bit and have a drink or are you too good to drink with the rest of us? Or maybe it's just that you're not cut out for the real world pretty boy." Now that he's said his piece, Nail gives them an info dump on how he sees the island. "There's no conspiracy here that I know of. The real world isn't like the trids where every pissant group is summoning the next great world destroyer. Sure, I've lived on the island for the last couple months. As far as I know, the Huks are just another two-bit rebel group, granted they are a bit more organized and equipped than most, but still nothing special. As far as the private security I see around the island, most of them don't look like they've ever shot at a real person. They're content to drive around in their armored up trucks and keep the corporate green zones somewhat secure. Rumor has it, any mention of the jungle, and they're calling back to their corporate about the obligations of their contracts and such. And trust me, If there was more that I knew, I would not hesitate to tell you, last thing I want is some guy who's watching my back to run off because poo poo just got real."
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Vincent Coll "So you know they're lurking in the Jungle, then. Fortunately, finding people is just one more talent that's dropped from the sky in front of you." He tilts his head slightly to the side, indicating the only other elf at the table, Stormcrow. "A jungle spirit should be able to find a Huck patrol lurking about for us. Five minutes of labor later, and we'll have a handful of local informants ready to give us all the addresses we need. Do you think Mr. Newport would prefer to break them in house, or is interrogation yet another skillset the Newport group lacks?"
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Stormcrow Inwardly, Stormcrow winced a bit at the other elf's rough approach, but long training kept it from showing on his face. It was an act, he knew. Intimidation was just another tool. Still, it went a bit deeper. You could tell a lot about a person by the tool they went for first. Here, he thought, was a man who was used to getting his way through fear. To be successful enough at that for it to be like the well-worn handle of a spanner in the hands of a craftsman, you had to be the sort of person who was capable of fearful acts. Stormcrow filed that bit of information away for later. "Wouldn't be necessary. Memory magic works both ways. If they knew anything I could just tear it whole from their minds," he said. "It's workable, as long as I can find a kami that has encountered the Huk... they are no good for searching for things they've never encountered before, even if certain kinds can see a man once and then find him, always." "The trouble, it would seem, is to find the specific individuals that have knowledge of the higher ups. If they follow the tactics of other revolutionary groups I may or may not have encountered while... providing security consultation... they likely operate in semi-autonomous cells with only sporadic contact with each other or the command structure. The average foot soldier, in that case, would almost assuredly not know anything of use to us." "I'm assuming the Huk separatists have some sort of leader? One neck to throttle, as the saying goes?"
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Vincent Coll "Ah--idealism. You've got a memetic problem, then--several large groups of skilled individuals willing to turn their back on their own self interest in favor of ultimately destructive behavior, due to loyalty to a cause. A common problem among the talented poor; as long as they don't have those memes destroyed, their fear of change will keep them blind to the positive change of things like incorporation, electrification, and public education." Coll shakes his head in mock sorrow. "Slaughtering people like that is such a waste." "But if they're afraid of tomorrow, of losing the tatters of their identity, that's an easy problem to fix. All we'll have to do is make them more afraid of us." He beckons to the bartender with two fingers, giving the group a chance to work over what he just said before continuing. "It has been suggested that I am not responsive to the input of my peers, so I'll leave this decision you, my beloved comrades," he says, struggling unsuccessfully to keep his customary sneer under control. "We can begin by visiting Mr. Newport and finding out just what closet he wants us to check for monsters. Or you could come with me into the jungle and plant the seeds of a true campaign of memetic aggression." "Ah, thank you bartender, Kale has offered to buy me a bottle of Mothman Ale."
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Natalyachildren overboard posted:"I personally hope, Mr Coll, that your boast of accomplishing in days what has taken us weeks turns out to be well placed. That would be money well spent for the Newport Group. It is no secret that our conventional forces have failed. That is why I recommended hiring you." Natalya was only half listening as the two men in suits postured and circled around each other...metaphorically, it would have been more entertaining if they were doing so for real...but perked back up as Newport's intermediary turned his attention back towards the rest of them. "Mm? Oh, that is sweet of you but thank you no. I plan on drinking extensively aboard the plane anyway." Mystic Mongol posted:"But if they're afraid of tomorrow, of losing the tatters of their identity, that's an easy problem to fix. All we'll have to do is make them more afraid of us." He beckons to the bartender with two fingers, giving the group a chance to work over what he just said before continuing. "It has been suggested that I am not responsive to the input of my peers, so I'll leave this decision you, my beloved comrades," he says, struggling unsuccessfully to keep his customary sneer under control. "We can begin by visiting Mr. Newport and finding out just what closet he wants us to check for monsters. Or you could come with me into the jungle and plant the seeds of a true campaign of memetic aggression." This time when she turned to regard the man who had smirkingly commented on her body earlier, Natalya looked him over appraisingly with a long, expressionless sweep of her eyes before speaking again. "I'm sorry, but I am only being paid enough to listen to one man in a suit, and right now? You are not him. Perhaps if you want to make me a better offer," she said with a shrug, "then maybe we can see." "There is some merit to what you say," she went on, "and I certainly do not mind being feared...though really, I am quite charming once you get to know me," she said with a grin, reaching over to ruffle Stormcrow's hair playfully before the grin vanished as quickly as it had come. "But when we reach Lagu Lagu, what I will do is meet with the man who is paying me to be there, and then I am going to go and check into my hotel. I have spent many hours on an airplane and I am about to spend many more on another airplane, after which my abundant reserves of patience and good cheer are likely to be at a critical low. We can go and make ourselves be feared tomorrow, after room service."
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Emerald Rogue posted:Via AR message to Vincent: I am too poor for a commlink.
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Mystic Mongol posted:I am too poor for a commlink. Noise Bounced message? No PAN - no commlink at all?! This elf is really weird. OOC: Whoops, forgot about that. Sorry! Emerald Rogue fucked around with this message at 21:22 on Apr 7, 2013 |
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Stormcrow The elf bares the mussing of his hair without comment, and returns a smile of his own. "Of course. I'm sure you're all quite charming." "I think it probably best if we get some guidance from our employer before we start winning hearts and minds through violence. Learn where Newport wants us focusing our efforts? Else, with an enemy as diffused as this seems to be, we end up crushing heads all over the jungle while leaving the heart intact." "Plus, I have magic stuff to unpack."
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Lani's Bar "And there is a considerable amount of jungle," Kale adds. "Shall we find our boarding gate, then? I trust you are travelling unarmed. With my contacts at the airport, personal augments can be explained and will not be an issue--a number of my people carry such additions as scars of the war. But even I cannot smuggle an uzi on board a plane." - Ready to move ahead to the island?
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Natalyachildren overboard posted:"And there is a considerable amount of jungle," Kale adds. "Shall we find our boarding gate, then? I trust you are travelling unarmed. With my contacts at the airport, personal augments can be explained and will not be an issue--a number of my people carry such additions as scars of the war. But even I cannot smuggle an uzi on board a plane." "I am as unarmed as I ever am," Natalya said, which wasn't "completely unarmed" but anyone who wanted to divest her entirely of weaponry was going to be taking their life into their own hands. "If someone attacks us onboard the airplane, eh, we can just have him kill them then," she went on, gesturing towards Stormcrow before waving her hand in Vincent's direction. "Or maybe he can talk them to death. And I am ready to depart when the rest of you are, provided that the rest of you are ready to depart quickly. The sooner we leave the sooner we arrive and the sooner we arrive the sooner we begin getting paid."
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children overboard posted:Lani's Bar Noise "Yeah, I'm ready to go. I don't suppose this plane has troll-sized seats? Last time I flew into Canton, I had neck cramps for a week." Noise sucks down the last of his San Miguel and zaps some nuyen into Lani's virtual tip jar. Never hurts to be friendly to a bartender. Does this plane have Matrix access of some kind? Noise would probably like to do some Matrix searches for additional information about the island before we touch down - maybe even get in touch with Lo Pan and let him know I'm in town.
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Lani's Bar The bartender performs a polite bow towards Noise, thanking him for his tip as you prepare to leave. Kale takes one of those long, loving last puffs of a smoker about to board a plane and plunges his noxious cigarette out in the ashtray, then bids you to follow him through to the privacy of the frosted-glass walls of the Mabuhay Club frequent flyer's lounge. Here snoots in suits lounge around while part-time model waiters ensure no one's glass is ever empty. But you are not here for the service. You are here for the much shorter lines through security. Kale approaches the young security guard who brandishes a hand-held metal detector. The young man smiles broadly as Kale approaches, taking the fixer's hand and shaking it warmly. Kale asks in Tagolog about the wellbeing of the young man's six children by name. After they are finished their cheery discussion about their families, Kale's voice gets low and gentle as he puts an arm around the young man's shoulder while he gestures towards your group. Nail picks up a few of the fixer's words including "veteran" and "wounded" and "replacement". The young man nods understandingly, and respectfully waves you through the checkpoint without incident. Five minutes later you're finding your seats onboard the twin-prop plane. The plane's PAN offers a little primer on the island including a few common phrases in Tagalog like "which way to the church?" and "what time is mass held?". The in-flight information says the flight will take about an hour. The plane's matrix uplink is slow but workable. - You have time to run some searches. If Noise drops into VR and buys hits for this purpose, you can make threshold 12 for "limited interest or not publicised" on a few topics. What are you interested in finding out? - Amongst the suits, vacationers, and fly-in, fly-out workers, you spot a couple of figures who look like they just might be in your line of work. The red-headed ork seated next to Nail cursing in lilted Gaelic after his cyberlimb has just accidentally ripped his seatbelt out of its socket is one. The other, Rodney recognises as he takes a seat.  Her street name is Suit. Social infiltration and wetwork specialist out of Pittsburg. A former-Shiawase Mr Johnson turned bad, if the stories are to be believed. What could she be up to on the island?
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Noise Settling into his seat, Noise snugged the fiberoptic line into the engraved datajack at his left temple - one thought later, the drone of the plane and chatter of his fellow passengers dropped away as the VR interface flooded his mind with synthetic sensation. It's tempting to kill the limiters and let the sim interface run hot, just for a little kick in the head, but there's business to do. Connecting to local network Matrix Access ID Spoofed. Encryption Keys Generated. > Login **************************** > Enter Passcode **************************** Status confirmed. Connected to Personal Node. A small temple, formed of brass, steel and jade, sits atop a rocky spire on the back of a great dragon turtle as it swims slowly through an endless dark ocean. Glittering points of light pulse to a binary rhythm all around, and the temple itself glows with the reflected light of a neon rivulet of data that pools and splashes through its grounds. This is Noise's home in the Matrix - his commlink's custom-sculpted node. He's spent a lot of time getting it just right. The paired guardian lions flanking the temple entrance shake to life as Noise initializes his icon, clouds of phosphorescent steam venting from cybernetic jaws and hydraulic muscles. The lions move in unison, shoulder to shoulder, to the glowing data-stream and touch the waters with sharp-clawed paws. An array of glowing ideograms flows upwards from the water their touch, flowing into browsing parameters and trideo feeds as the custom search engine begins its work. Thought I'd show off Noise's Matrix iconography - hope it's not too over the top. I'll just go ahead and buy those hits rather than roll. I'm looking for information on the following topics, in priority order: -Our client, Mr. Newport and his company -Recent rebel activity -Other corporate activity on the island -Sources for our supply needs - black markets, cyber-clinics and talisleggers -Anything passing for a nightlife or social hangouts on the island I would also like to drop emails to my contacts, letting Sparky know that I'm alive and well and will be in touch, and letting Lo Pan know that I'm on my way to the island and would like to set up a meeting to discuss business in the near future. OOC: Should I write the emails out? I can if you like, but I've had a long day and am kind of brain-fried. I'd probably have to let those wait until tomorrow.
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