I just realized I named him "plural of gondola" ♥♥♥♥.
Remember, in RP talk, a gondola is a word for an unknown, unwarranted, but dangerous threat. ("No, it is too late... you've made the gondola angry!!!")
Sat Jan 04, 2014 7:43 am
Tomaster
DRLGrump
Joined: Tue Nov 07, 2006 1:26 am Posts: 2037 Location: Jerking off in a corner over by the OT sub-forum
Re: Roll to Dodge - Tiny Gods
Hey, Ikki, tell ya what. I'll start running down some contacts, see if there's any way we can put this momentum to good use. I'll contact you when I find something, alright? Leave the meeting, don't talk to Salamander just yet. Start walking back to my apartment. On the way back, see if I can drum up any more information through some of my old contacts about a guy going by the name Salamander (or a variation) with a fire Gift.
Sat Jan 04, 2014 11:00 am
maart3n
Joined: Tue Dec 23, 2008 8:04 pm Posts: 1545
Re: Roll to Dodge - Tiny Gods
Go inside, request an audience with the police chief and while waiting strike up isle chat with the nearest attractive female. All the while keeping an eye on my Camaro.
Sat Jan 04, 2014 11:57 am
TheKebbit
Joined: Sat Jul 04, 2009 10:24 pm Posts: 3939 Location: NORTH
Re: Roll to Dodge - Tiny Gods
>Storm out the front gate. Track down the old car in the blacktop sea and drive home.
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Sat Jan 04, 2014 12:53 pm
CaveCricket48
Joined: Tue Jun 12, 2007 11:52 pm Posts: 13144 Location: Here
Re: Roll to Dodge - Tiny Gods
"And an unsweetened ice cold tea as well, whatever flavour you have." > Wait for my salad and drink to come, see if there's an actual menu somewhere.
Sat Jan 04, 2014 1:13 pm
Benpasko
Joined: Sun Aug 09, 2009 9:26 am Posts: 1633
Re: Roll to Dodge - Tiny Gods
>Hrmm. Shoot an angry glare at the guard, and then head to a juicier location. By the looks of it, this place is as straight up as those Norstar ♥♥♥♥ get. This is going somewhere skullduggerish, I promise.
Sat Jan 04, 2014 10:16 pm
Offendo
Joined: Sat Nov 16, 2013 1:46 am Posts: 25
Re: Roll to Dodge - Tiny Gods
For the first time in a long while, venture outside to find the deepest and most widespread drug cartel in town. They should be able to get you some brain stimulants at a reasonable price. It's time to get into the real game.
>Something something, walk back home for a bit, then work. It was is the densely populated area right?
I wonder who I'll run into this time? Today seemed a bit colder than usual, better wear an extra layer.
Tue Jan 07, 2014 10:22 am
TorrentHKU
Loose Canon
Joined: Sun Mar 29, 2009 11:07 pm Posts: 2992 Location: --------------->
Re: Roll to Dodge - Tiny Gods
CaveCricket48 - Tabitha "Tabi" Merriam [10] "And an unsweetened ice cold tea as well, whatever flavour you have." He nervously heads away to get your food while you sit and, for the moment, ignore that you both now know the other is Gifted. You doubt he wants to make a scene in the restaurant; you certainly don't. Soon he returns with your tea and salad. He sets your food down while avoiding looking at you as best he can, and you order some unpronounceable chicken dish that sounds good. After taking your order, he hurries back to the kitchen again, eager to stay away from you. Poor thing, he's terrified of you. -Character Sheet- Gift Name: Playwright
Inventory: - Fancy White Ensemble - Handbag -- Smartphone -- Wallet --- $300 --- ID -- Pepper Spray Skills/Traits: - Upper Crust (+3 to dealing with upper class people and services, can use family resources.) - Labor is Beneath Me (-2 to physical exertion) Status:
Age: 19 Description: 5 feet 8 inches, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes. A frail looking girl, usually wears dressy clothes, but not dresses. Background: The child of a family known for their company of literary reference books, Tabi's education was provided by either prestigious private schools or expensive tutors. She comes off as cold, calculative, and arrogant, and has a difficult time being friendly even when she tries. Her primary interest is theatrical performances, and spends the bulk of her free time in the box seats of the few expensive theaters in the city.
maart3n - Tim van der Valk [3] This is the impound lot, not the police station. You walk over to the booth next to the gate of the lot, inside are two bored looking personnel. No women around and certainly no police chief. You give a quick sigh at the mundanity of the situation, and the man sitting at the window raises an eyebrow. "Here to pick up my car. The nice silver sporty looking one." "Alright, where's your writ of ownership." "...My what now?" Now it's the guard's turn to sigh. "It's a form you should've gotten that says you own the car and are allowed to pick it up. Do you not have it?" "I have not received anything like that." "Well then, sorry bub, nothing I can do. Call up the ones who locked up your car, ask them." Dammit. Investigator never said anything about having to prove you owned the car.
You glance over towards where your Camaro isn't, and- Wait. What?! You frantically look around, and realize that your cherry red ride is currently at the stoplight at the end of the street. You left the keys in the car. ♥♥♥♥.
-Character Sheet- Gift Name: Pose Breaker
Inventory: - Keyring -- 2002 Ford Mustang -- 2010 Chevy Camaro -- Dodge Ram Skills/Traits: - Speed Demon (+2 to driving, owns several cars of different types) - Noble Air (Stands out from most people, very recognizable) Status:
Age: 23 Description: A Dutch immigrant of noble descent. A tall, at 6'3", young man with brown hair and deep blue eyes. Wears a suit jacket over his t-shirt and jeans, to somehow differentiate himself from people who are off "lesser origins". Background: Obviously being of low nobility he also hails from a relatively wealthy home, expensive cars, suits, jewellery. You name it, they probably had it. Tim never really bothered with any of that. Except the cars, oh how he loved the freedom they gave him riding out into the dark of night breaking every speed limit imposed around the outskirts of town. Being an only child his parents expect him to follow in their footsteps and take control of his father's design corporation, something Tim is more than willing to do.
Benpasko - Blade Runner [10] Hrm. Too easy a nut. You won't get anywhere with something like this. Gotta find a bigger place. Reviewing your notes, you decide the best place would be... Well, the BEST place would be Norstar's downtown office. They've leased an entire office building for their use, renovated the hell out of it. There's no way you could break in there and NOT find something juicy. You bet the secrets would practically THROW themselves at you. Hmm. Come to think of it, for such an important building, they don't have too high security measures in place either. At least, not that you can see from the outside. ... Huh. Why has it never occurred to you to check them out before? They've also got a heavy presence in the rich neighborhoods, there are extensive security contracts in place by the folks that can afford em. There could be something around there, but that's the most difficult to infiltrate too. More likely to be something in their offices.
-Character Sheet- Gift Name: Kinetic Pylon
Inventory: - Empty Soup Cup - Newspaper of Spying (Today's Issue) - Warm Homeless Clothes Skills/Traits: - Conspiracy Theorist (+2 to gathering information, large gathered net of information about Nortsar Security) - That Conspiracy Guy (Known as a crazy conspiracy theorist among other homeless) Status:
Age: 20 Description: 6'2, pale man with a brown goatee and buzzcut hair. Wears jeans, a hoodie, and a skull-pattern bandana tied back, hood up. Background: Homeless conspiracy theorist who moves around the city to further his investigations into Norstar Security's obvious involvement in the origin of the gifts.
Tomaster - Simmons Johnson [5] "Hey, Ikki, tell ya what. I'll start running down some contacts, see if there's any way we can put this momentum to good use. I'll contact you when I find something, alright?" "Huh? What, you not feeling... THE HEAT!?" He punctuates this with a flying dropkick at you, which you calmly sidestep, letting Ikki slam into a concrete wall behind you. He then rolls on the ground clutching his legs and yelling obscenities as you calmly head off. Yeah, that's pretty normal Ikki behavior. Good kid. Kinda a spaz, got some weird ideas, but if he didn't have to fight for every scrap of food he'd be a good guy. As you walk, you take out your phone and make a few calls.
"Hey, Rondo. It's Simmons. Yeah. Yeah. No, no, not yet. Nah, nothing big; you ever heard of a guy goes by 'Salamander'? Red dreadlocks, could bench a truck? Damn. Heh, I hope not. Dude's a gifted, can make fire. Yeah, I know. Yeah. He knows too. Really? Oh cool, I'll try em. Alright thanks man, stay good."
"Ey yo, Poncho! Wassap man! Oh ♥♥♥♥, really? Oh ♥♥♥♥, really? You of all people man. Nah, lookin' for some info on someone. Look, it's important, it's a Gifted. Gift name's Firearm, he says it's Salamander though. He can make fire. You got anything? Yeah... ♥♥♥♥, really? Alright, I got it. Yeah man, don't worry, I know how it works. You too dude, say hi to this new chiquita of yours for me."
You snap your phone off. Hmm. Rondo didn't know anything, but he said Poncho might. Poncho didn't know anything concrete, but he's heard some rumors about the fire on the west side. They're saying there's a gang of fire-based Gifted around, and some of them MAY have been spotted at the fire by some bystanders. Just rumors of course, but it's certainly worth knowing that this guy MAY be in with a group of crazy arsonists.
-Character Sheet- Gift Name: Two Step Road
Inventory: - Concealed Glock 17 Skills/Traits: - Ups and Downs (+2 in situations that go bad) - Mixed Blood (You've known many people in your days. Some of them like you and can help. Some hate you and want you dead.) Status:
Age: 43 Description: A middle aged man with silver/black hair, 6'2" and pushing 190lbs. Used to have an athletic build, now it's just muscle turned soft by age and laziness. Dark grey eyes and a permanent 5 o'clock shadow. Unremarkable and average. Background: Born into extreme poverty, Simmons always wanted to be the "American Success" story. Being told for years that if he just pulled himself up by his bootstraps and put his time in, he'd be wealthy, caused him to dedicate the first ten years past age 14 to working different part and full time jobs in various factories and businesses so he could get enough money to start his own business. However, at the age of 26, a series of injuries, accidents, and financial missteps drained the entirety of his savings and left him penniless. Impatient, and with his illusions of hard work paying off shattered, Simmons turned to crime. He soon learned that he was a natural at remaining unseen and unheard by those not expecting him due to his unremarkable appearance. This propensity to remain unseen proved valuable after he was sent on what was thought to be a suicide mission to eliminate a rival head of one of the cities many crime syndicates. After that, he proved indispensable as a mid-level enforcer, hitman, and scout. Knowing that the head of such a violent organization was often the one "displaced" during internal coups, Simmons never aspired to rise too high, and instead stayed as a mid-sized and knowledgeable cog in a large and deadly machine, despite multiple "reorganizing efforts" during his lifetime. Until now, anyway.
Tue Jan 21, 2014 1:05 am
TorrentHKU
Loose Canon
Joined: Sun Mar 29, 2009 11:07 pm Posts: 2992 Location: --------------->
Re: Roll to Dodge - Tiny Gods
BTW I'm rolling 4 people at a time now because I burn the hell out doing all 8 at once okay peace
Tue Jan 21, 2014 1:08 am
maart3n
Joined: Tue Dec 23, 2008 8:04 pm Posts: 1545
Re: Roll to Dodge - Tiny Gods
"Godverdomme! Again?" Call police and shout at the dude behind the window to do the same. Then run towards the nearest taxi.
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