Your name is Sean Clayton, aka Gunsmoke. Last time, you put an old rival down for good, paid your respects at the final resting place of the Tsar, and had a heart-to-heart talk with Bobo.Now, you’re entering the final leg of your journey, Vladivostok; the jewel of the Far East.> Hello everyone, and welcome back to another issue of DC: Henchman Quest! As always, I’m AxisQM. Rules are simple but flexible: 20-30 minutes to vote / roll what I say, rolls count even if you (or I) mess up the modifier, crit successes override, write-ins encouraged. If rolls / votes are slow to come in, I’ll do my best to adjust for it. Our cover art is a gift from a truly blessed anon, and I’m still over-the-moon about it. Apologies for the lack of updates lately, some IRL stuff mixed with technical issues put a kibosh on my ability to write for a hot minute.Pastebin (Still updating per player request): https://pastebin.com/RwY7nc3SLink to Previous Thread: http://thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2023/5611421/Link to Archive: http://thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Henchman
>>5666638https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MpFAPIGQwlU> “Y’know something, Bobo? For being one of the smartest folks I know, you sure can be an idiot when the mood strikes.”For an infinitesimally brief moment, a look of genuine hurt crosses his face before it’s schooled back into his customary half-frown.Bobo goes to interrupt, likely with an equally cutting remark, but you just plow through and continue speaking.> “Did it ever occur to you that you could’ve just asked somebody for help? I’m not trying to be an asshole here, but this seems like a problem that could be handled by a pal with the right connections.”There’s a moment of terse silence as Bobo visibly struggles to maintain his composure before ultimately failing miserably.In that moment of supreme weakness, the look of shame plastered across look tells you everything that you need to know.Bobo suffers from a flaw you can understand all too well; pride.In his mind, if he can’t succeed on his own merits, then he doesn’t deserve to succeed at all. Asking anyone, especially a friend, to bail him out of a jam is practically unthinkable; a train of thought that’s come close to consuming you more than a few times.Back before you knew better, you would’ve preferred to sink quietly rather than risk the humiliation of making a splash and getting help.Now that you’ve got a better handle on the delicate issues at play, your tone eases up a bit, but is still tinged with iron.> “Look, I get it. Opening up, especially about past failures, can be a bitch and a half. But if I can take the plunge, I’m sure you can pull it off too. You’re not alone in this, not if you don’t want to be. I mean, there’s gotta be a precedent or loophole on the books somewhere that we could use to get you citizenship. And even if that doesn’t work, all you would need to do is find somebody trustworthy to sign the papers and “own” the detective agency while you do the actual work. That way, you’d be able to neatly sidestep that debt collection issue.”Your mind is awash with possibilities.> “Hell, it can’t be that hard to find somebody willing to organize the proceedings and get the paperwork set up; lawyers’ll do anything for a quick buck. And sure, there’s a chance that you’ll just crash and burn again. So what? You’ll never know for certain unless you get back in the saddle and give it another try. You’re a damned good detective, you’ll be able to find your sea legs again. Besides, the worst case scenario would be that you end up in the same position that you started from. And at least then, you’d be able to know deep down that there’s nothing more you could’ve done. Otherwise, you’ll spend every waking moment wondering about things could’ve been different. And that’ll eat you alive.”
Another point that needs to be addressed is Bobo’s issue with the sauce.By his own admission, he's spent an inordinate amount of time drinking his sorrows away; something that needs to stop if he ever hopes to accomplish his goals.> “I’ve been in the same hole too, Bobo. Maybe not for as long as you, but I know that the first thing you need to do is stop digging. I’m not asking you to quit cold turkey, but you need to cut back on the drinking. It’ll be hard; but that’s one of the things that makes it worth doing.”As soon as you dare target such a familiar source of comfort, Bobo immediately begins to pull back.“I don’t know if that’s such a good idea, Sean, I…”Your tone becomes coarse in its rough honesty.> “Crawling into the bottle has never solved a goddamned thing for anybody! You can either get a handle on it, or let it make the big decisions for you. Then you really will be the sum of your greatest fears.”After your outburst, you sigh and reach into your shirt pocket; lighting up a cigarette and slowly blowing smoke out of the Set-Mobile’s window.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4mFg0JJNdE> “And I know that you mean well, but ’normal’ just isn’t in the cards for guys like me. Even if I do find something on the straight and narrow, it’ll still probably be the kind of work that offers hazard pay. That’s just how I’m wired, all that I’m really good for. And besides…”Bitterness begins to silently envelop your voice as you take a twisted walk down memory lane.> “Growing up, I knew plenty of folks that did everything they were supposed to. Followed every rule, checked every box, jumped through every single hoop. They trusted their futures and fates to something infinitesimally larger and more powerful than themselves. And in thanks, it squeezed them for all they were worth. Every time I’ve tried to work within the confines of normality, I’ve been inevitably fucked over by somebody higher up the chain. So between the choice of workin’ a soulless 9-to-5 where I’m beholden to some pencil-pusher with a fancy title, or getting shot at…..well, I’ll take the prospect of some honest bloodshed every day of the week.”You flash a brittle grin in an attempt to take as much sting out of your response as possible.> “Besides, you ought to know better by now at how shit I am at taking orders. What kind of lunatic would hire me for a legit job, anyhow?”Bobo has an uncertain look on his face that you quickly move to assuage.> “I’m not going to strong-arm you into any of this; that’s a decision that can and should only be made on your own. All that I’m asking is that you think it over and give it a fair shake.”
>>5666645There’s a long pause of silence as Bobo mulls over your words.“And here I was thinking that I was supposed to be the one doling out the pearls of wisdom here.”> “Well, I'm known for having my moments."On reflex, Bobo goes to take a long drink from his beer. But he stops himself and restricts it to a quick slug before crushing the can and tossing it into a neat pile in the You turn away and fail to suppress the urge to smile widely.It’s a start.--------------------Now, how would you like to to spend your time in Vladivostok? (Choose 2)> Learn how to make a traditional Russian pierogi. Might as well pick up some of the local customs while you’re here.> Investigate some street crimes with Bobo. He could use the confidence boost from doing some objectively good deeds.> Forge some reliable connections with the local criminal element. If there isn’t a mountain of hardware falling off the truck around here, you’ll eat your hat.> Go hunting in the Siberian taiga. It’ll be a good way to bond, get a little shooting in, and earn a bit of pocket money.> Sign the gang up for a Sambo class. Could be a good team-building opportunity that blows off a bit of steam.> Bribe the local military garrison for a chance to play with their toys. A soldier’s vices are many and always in short supply; just need to make the right pitch.> Other?
>>5666648> Investigate some street crimes with Bobo. He could use the confidence boost from doing some objectively good deeds.> Sign the gang up for a Sambo class. Could be a good team-building opportunity that blows off a bit of steam.
>>5666648> Investigate some street crimes with Bobo. He could use the confidence boost from doing some objectively good deeds.> Go hunting in the Siberian taiga. It’ll be a good way to bond, get a little shooting in, and earn a bit of pocket money.Ayy! You're back! Anyway, I want Sean to wear a bear as a hat.
>>5666648> Investigate some street crimes with Bobo. He could use the confidence boost from doing some objectively good deeds.> Go hunting in the Siberian taiga. It’ll be a good way to bond, get a little shooting in, and earn a bit of pocket money.AXIS LIVES!Sadly I cannot stick around so have a good one!
>>5666648> Investigate some street crimes with Bobo. He could use the confidence boost from doing some objectively good deeds.Should we do this one as Thema or do you guys think that we'd be tracked this way?> Sign the gang up for a Sambo class. Could be a good team-building opportunity that blows off a bit of steam.
I'll leave the vote open for another 20 minutes or so; that way the stragglers can float on in.
Rolled 2 (1d2)>>5666664>>5666669>>5666671>>5666679Alright, looks like we'll be handling some street crimes, rolling a tiebreaker for your other activity.1 = Sambo2 = HuntingAs an aside, I'm very proud that I managed to find such a fitting song for Bobo.
>>5666701Hunting it is.Speaking of which, what kind of crime would you like to focus your impromptu patrol on?> Go on the prowl for muggers, thieves, and pickpockets. The classic variety of street scum.> Give the local drug pushers a solid kick in the teeth. Might not push them off their territory entirely, but a bit of fear is good for the soul.> Hunt for any potential Mafiya hangouts and kick in the door. A chance to do some good, and fill your pockets.> Locate and trash the local FSB field office. If there’s anyone who deserves to get their shit pushed in, it’s the wannabe Chekists.> Other?
>>5666712> Hunt for any potential Mafiya hangouts and kick in the door. A chance to do some good, and fill your pockets.Though fucking with feds is always nice.
>>5666712>> Locate and trash the local FSB field office. If there’s anyone who deserves to get their shit pushed in, it’s the wannabe Chekists.
>>5666712> Hunt for any potential Mafiya hangouts and kick in the door. A chance to do some good, and fill your pockets.
>>5666712>Hunt for any potential Mafiya hangouts and kick in the door. A chance to do some good, and fill your pockets
>>5666716>>5666726>>5666729Alright, looks like we're taking it to the mattresses.Go ahead and pick out your gear.Armor:> Apokoliptian Armor (Can tank all kinds of damage, but the distinct profile is memorable)> Conventional Armor (Less protection, but may raise fewer red flags)Primary Weapon:> Apokoliptian Carbine (Volatile Intergang tech, capable of putting a hole through damn near anything)> MP5 SMG (Well-suited for ambush tactics and stealthily engagements) (Silenced)> M4 Carbine (All-around performer, includes grenade launcher)> Dragunov Sniper Rifle (Excellent at long-range, poorly suited for close-quarter engagements)> Benelli Shotgun (Excellent at close-quarter engagements, suffers at range)Secondary Weapon:> Colt 1911 (Reliable and hardy) (Silenced)> .44 Magnum (Hits hard)> Beretta M9 (Easy to conceal) (Silenced)Melee Weapon: (Not including the Blade of Flame)> Spatha (Great for brawling, poor for stealth)> Fairbairn-Sykes knife (Good for stealth)> KABAR (Decent for both stealth / brawling)> Knuckle trench knife (Good for brawling)Explosives: (4 maximum)> Fragmentation> Smoke> Flashbang> Incendiary> Thermite
>>5666736> Conventional Armor (Less protection, but may raise fewer red flags)> M4 Carbine (All-around performer, includes grenade launcher)> Colt 1911 (Reliable and hardy) (Silenced)> KABAR (Decent for both stealth / brawling)> Smoke> Flashbang> Incendiary 2
Rolled 2, 58 + 80 = 140 (2d100 + 80)>>5666737>>5666738>>5666740Might be a little premature, but I'll go ahead and call it here for these options.Go ahead and give me some 1d100+40 to do a bit of rapid detective work.Bobo will also be rolling as well.DC: 95 / 125
Rolled 76 + 40 (1d100 + 40)>>5666744
Rolled 44 (1d100)>>5666744
Rolled 10 + 40 (1d100 + 40)>>5666744
>>5666745>>5666746>>5666749Looks like you do pretty well on your lonesome, but Bobo has a blazing spark of insight that trumps it.Writing.
>>5666750https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iXk8QXhr7FkIt doesn’t take much prodding to get Bobo in the mood for a spot of gangbusting.There’s a variety of local fauna to select from, but you’ve always been partial to big game in particular.And in this neck of the woods, that’d be the mafiosos who carved up the post-Soviet state into their own personal petty fiefdoms.The biggest fly in the ointment is that you’ve got no fucking clue where to even start; the city is huge and you don’t know a damned person here. Luckily, a font of information soon presents itself.After night begins to fall, it doesn’t take long for the freaks and thugs to emerge from their dens and begin to prowl the streets.It’s almost uncanny in its resemblance to Gotham. And you happen to be quite well-versed at the art of the intel shakedown.After parting with the crew in the Set-Mobile, you and Bobo quickly work your way up the criminal food chain, aided by a liberal helping of judiciously applied violence.After a few broken limbs and hasty interrogations of smaller fry, you’ve got a solid base of knowledge regarding the local power players. More importantly, you know exactly where they’re going to be for a while.On of the intrepid squealers unfortunate enough to cross your path spilled the address of some seedy apartment block that’s been repurposed into a mafiya hotspot.Its enterprising landlords have their sticky fingers in every pie you can think of, and a few that turn your stomach.Either way, they deserve every second of what’s about to come raining down on their heads.It’s rather telling when you voice as much to Bobo and he doesn’t contradict or argue with you.Anyhow, what you can gather from the local scuttlebutt paints an interesting picture.Supposedly, things are pretty tense between the local syndicates. Some stupid escalation of a petty slight that’s threatening to turn into something larger and nastier. To settle things before it can spiral out of control, the more level-headed ones are holding a sit-down at that apartment block to hash out a solution before it can jeopardize business any further.
>>5666776To you, it sounds like the perfect opportunity to cut the head off the snake.The address checks out, as does your tipoff; there’s a sizable pack of bodyguards at the main entrance to the apartments, maybe a dozen or so. No idea how many are inside. No visible weapons, but they’re all packing pistols or SMGs at the very least. There’s gotta be somebody important here, no other reason for so many shaved gorillas to be sitting on it otherwise.You’ve got your gear broken down and stowed securely in your pack; for all intents and purposes, you look like every other civvie. At least until you crack open your bag of tricks and unleash hell.While relaying these insights to Bobo, you let him process it all and cook up a plan of attack.He idly scratches his head before coming to a confident conclusion.“Shock and awe, counter-terror tactics. Storm the front door, blind and deafen them with smoke and sonics, then take it room by room.”You decide to…> Go with Bobo’s plan. Nothing quite like a bit of search and destroy to get the blood pumping.> Split up and nail them from different directions. You’ve got the experience and firepower to make a push through the front door, while Bobo is clever enough to find another way in to flank them.> Find an overwatch position and stake them out. If the meeting finishes and they all trickle out at about the same time, it’ll be like shooting fish in a barrel.> Attempt to poison the well by “warning” the guards at the front that there’s about to be an ambush. If that gets relayed inside, somebody is bound to jump the gun out of paranoia.> Sneak around back and set the whole building on fire. If anybody manages to flee, they’ll stumble right into your killzone.> Other?
>>5666778>> Go with Bobo’s plan. Nothing quite like a bit of search and destroy to get the blood pumping.
>>5666778> Go with Bobo’s plan. Nothing quite like a bit of search and destroy to get the blood pumping.As we go in can we yell FSB and some random russian phrases
>>5666778> Go with Bobo’s plan. Nothing quite like a bit of search and destroy to get the blood pumping.More for the fun of it than anything.
>>5666778> Go with Bobo’s plan. Nothing quite like a bit of search and destroy to get the blood pumping.FBI OPEN UP
Rolled 1 + 5 (1d15 + 5)>>5666780>>5666783>>5666789>>5666791Well, that was quite unanimous. Go ahead and give me some 1d100+20.DC: 65 / 85 / 105(Rolling for Luck Drain)
Rolled 25 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5666793>6well, maybe we wont need it...
Rolled 10 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5666793
Rolled 38 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5666793
>>5666800>literally one offDamn it.
>>5666795>>5666798>>5666800Well, looks like that'll be a failure.Would you like to use Roll the Die for a second chance?> Yes, use the re-roll.> No, take the failure.
>>5666804>> Yes, use the re-roll.
>>5666804> Yes, use the re-roll.I think such shit rolls warrant it
>>5666804> No, take the failure.I'm sure we'll be fine
>>5666804> Yes, use the re-roll.
>>5666806>>5666808>>5666815Alright, give me another set of 1d100+20.Same DC as before.
Rolled 8 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5666818
Rolled 89 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5666818
Rolled 54 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5666818
Rolled 12 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5666818Please don't suck.
>>5666820>>5666822>>5666823That's an excellent success, writing.This feels like a reasonable stopping point and I've gotta get dinner going, so we'll call it here for tonight.We'll pick things back up again on Friday at 5:00 PM EST, same as usual.As always, thanks for playing! Apologies for my unanticipated (but thankfully brief) hiatus.
>>5666682>8 and a half hours laterHey guys did I miss the meeting?
>>5666825Before we get things going, it's time to decide how messy you're willing to let things get.In other words, what degree of force do you plan on bringing to bear in terms of weapons and tactics?> You're packing rubber bullets. They'll sting like a bitch, but it probably won't kill em.> You're packing live rounds. Anybody that makes a wrong move is getting their ticket punched for good.> Other?
>>5668143> You're packing live rounds. Anybody that makes a wrong move is getting their ticket punched for good.I thought this went without saying. All criminals are fair game.
>>5668143>> You're packing rubber bullets. They'll sting like a bitch, but it probably won't kill em.
>>5668143> You're packing live rounds. Anybody that makes a wrong move is getting their ticket punched for good.Don't really see a valid reason not to
>>5668146>>5668153Alright, lethal as ever.I figured as much, but I wanted to pose the option in case there was any opposing viewpoints.Writing.
>>5668143>> You're packing rubber bullets. They'll sting like a bitch, but it probably won't kill em.Bodies leave a trail
Rolled 80, 97 + 10 = 187 (2d100 + 10)>>5668156Now that the course of action has been decided upon, you shrug on your body armor, assemble and double-check your gear, and slide a balaclava over your face. There probably won’t be many survivors, but it’s best to be safe.In contrast to your own arsenal, Bobo is packing a pair of revolvers like he’s in some kind of arthouse John Woo movie. To be fair though, he’s definitely strong enough to handle the recoil.You check your watch.Shit, you've been dallying for long enough. It’s time to clean up the neighborhood. From your brief recon efforts, you identified a narrow side alley as the most viable staging point for your attack; the less warning your opposition gets, the better the chances of not getting blown away.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i7lETRq8-28You take a deep breath and charge around the corner with your M4, opening fire without missing a beat the second you get a clear line of sight.The audacious attack takes your opposition completely by surprise, looks like they weren’t expecting to see any actual action tonight.A few of the more sharp-witted bodyguards manage to draw their weapons before the muzzle of your weapon swivels their way; a particularly lucky one even manages to let a shot off while you’re busy carving through the remainder of his comrades.His shot goes wide, over your shoulder. Still, it’s too close for comfort.You reward your would-be assailant for his diligence by drilling him directly in the chest and carving a bloody stitchwork through his cheap black suit.Normally you’d worry more about policing your brass, but not tonight. If the cops here are anything like the ones back home, they’ll be happy to look the other way in silent gratitude that the victims actually deserved their fate for once. Go ahead and give me some 1d100+20 to breach and clear.(I’ll be rolling for Bobo on this one)> DC: 70
Rolled 39 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5668164
Rolled 38 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5668164Bobo is locked the fuck in goddamn.
Rolled 27 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5668164Damn Bobo's popping off
>>5668165>>5668169>>5668171And we're jobbing...
Rolled 12, 90 + 35 = 137 (2d100 + 35)>>5668165>>5668169>>5668171Looks like a failure for you, but Bobo manages to pick up the slack.Go ahead and give me some 1d100+50 to avoid getting pinned down.> DC to be determined.
Rolled 82 + 50 (1d100 + 50)>>5668174goddamn
Rolled 63 + 50 (1d100 + 50)>>5668174
Rolled 47 + 50 (1d100 + 50)>>5668174Still no rolls? Feel free to either take this one or keep waiting.
>>5668186I'll give it a little while longer, anon.
Rolled 22 + 50 (1d100 + 50)>>5668174>>5668186I didn't want to roll since I did last time, but fine, have this critfail.
>>5668176>>5668177>>5668189That's a success, looks like you pull through without any issues.Once you manage to reach the meeting room, how would you like to handle the bosses / shot-callers present?> Pump em all full of lead. It’s the safest and quickest option, and it’s not like they deserve any better.> Kidnap anybody wiling to come quietly, the rest get a dirt nap. Maybe you can put the squeeze on one or more of them for additional resources.> Kick the shit out of everybody in the room, tie em up, and anonymously let the local cops know. There won't be any wriggling out of this one, not even here.> Other?
>>5668196>> Kidnap anybody wiling to come quietly, the rest get a dirt nap. Maybe you can put the squeeze on one or more of them for additional resources.
>>5668196> Kidnap anybody wiling to come quietly, the rest get a dirt nap. Maybe you can put the squeeze on one or more of them for additional resources.We can rob them of their ill-gotten gains then give them to the cops. Or kill them if they do something stupid.
>>5668196>> Kidnap anybody wiling to come quietly, the rest get a dirt nap. Maybe you can put the squeeze on one or more of them for additional resources.Surely they will know where the Muffin Man lives.
>>5668198>>5668200>>5668202Alright, looks like you'll be going for a bit of a shakedown.Roll me some 1d100+25 to find some takers.> DC: 75 / 100 / 125
Rolled 97 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5668204Big money big money
>>5668204>>5668207Ayyyy, with luck drain, that's an excellent success!pls no crit fail
Rolled 98 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5668204
I'll give it another 5 or so minutes and then allow re-rolling.Been a bit slow tonight.
Rolled 71 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5668204Wouldn't it be funny if I got a 1 to ruin this luck? No. It wouldn't.
>>5668207>>5668210>>5668217As always, it would appear that negotiations at gunpoint are your forte.That's an excellent success, writing.
>>5668218After taking a moment to ensure that all of the guards are dead, you take a position at the front door; passing Bobo one of your flashbang grenades.No sense in worrying about waking up the neighbors, the automatic weapons fire will have alerted anyone with a working set of ears that trouble is on the way.Still, you might as well plant another seed of panic in their minds when you’ve got the chance.> “FSB, otkryvay! Nadeyus', vy, ublyudki, gotovy umeret’!”https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qFfybn_W8AkWith that, you put your boot into the door and send it off its hinges, with Bobo tossing the grenade in right after.Seconds after it detonates, you take point and begin to clear the adjoining rooms, putting down every hostile that gets in your way. Bobo watches your back, and kicks a fair amount of ass himself. Compared to the bush-leaguers outside, these guards offer a stiffer fight. Probably former military of some stripe.Due to the threat you pose, the majority of the incoming fire is directed your way and you inevitably find yourself pinned down in a perilous crossfire. With the aid of a smoke grenade and your well-honed agility, you manage to stymie the opposition long enough for salvation to arrive in the guise of your primate partner.In a dizzying display of prowess, Bobo leaps from cover and empties his revolvers, landing kill shots with each bullet fired. Looks like he’s managed to tap into some of his old mojo.After that, the few remaining guards lose their nerves and make a run for it.With all the on-site security dead, critically injured, or running, it’s simple enough to locate where the meeting is being held.When you storm into the room, the various scumbags are given quick come-to-Jesus talk that pretty much boils down to “cooperate, or be executed on the spot.”
>>5668249The bulk of them refuse, either out a sense of fear of retaliation, loyalty, or just plain idiotic pride.However, you do get three takers willing to surrender.The first of the bunch to throw themselves upon your mercy is a middle-aged man in shabby clothes and an oily smile. Judging from the deference paid to him by some of the others in the room, you’re guessing that he’s a mid-level player that’s been on the downswing. You mentally christen him as the Boss.The second is practically a teenager, but has all the signs of your prototypical leg-breaker and general muscle. Gaudy clothes, plenty of tattoos, irritating attitude, etc.. You mentally christen him as the Enforcer.The third is a quiet, college-age man in a business suit. He looks out-of-place here, like he’d be better suited at a bank or financial institution. You mentally christen him as the Accountant.When the others remain steadfast in their refusal to surrender into your custody, you respect their wishes and gun them down where they stand.As for your prisoners, you black-bag em, zip-tie their hands, and haul them out of the building before any reinforcements can arrive.The slums offer numerous places to hide and interrogate your prisoners, but who would you like to start with? It’d be best to do things separately, just in case somebody tries anything funny.To that end, you’ll work on…> The Boss. If he can name other persons of interest, you could potentially help to roll up the regional players.> The Enforcer. These guys always know where the bodies are buried, the weapons are stored, and if anything big is cooking.> The Accountant. Money is the lifeblood of any illegal operation, if you can stymie it or siphon it off for yourself, that could be the most critical blow of all.> Other?
>>5668250>> The Boss. If he can name other persons of interest, you could potentially help to roll up the regional players.
>>5668250> The Boss. If he can name other persons of interest, you could potentially help to roll up the regional players.Seems like a good idea
>>5668250> The Boss. If he can name other persons of interest, you could potentially help to roll up the regional players.Accountant was my first choice but this is good too.
>>5668250> The Enforcer. These guys always know where the bodies are buried, the weapons are stored, and if anything big is cooking.Break this one, the other two fall in line.
>>5668251>>5668252>>5668253Alright, in what manner would you like to conduct your interrogation?> Maintain an oppressive presence. Make it clear that you’ll make it slow and painful if he lies or refuses to answer your questions.> Do a few subtle magical tricks to put the fear of God in him. Nothing gets people to freak out more than the idea that you could damage him in a way that’ll carry on after death.> Crack a few jokes, try to get him to lower his guard. You tend to catch more flies with honey than vinegar after all.> Keep things polite and transactional. You get your questions answered, he gets to walk out the door a free man with a vastly reduced competition.> Other?
>>5668257>> Do a few subtle magical tricks to put the fear of God in him. Nothing gets people to freak out more than the idea that you could damage him in a way that’ll carry on after death.
>>5668257> Maintain an oppressive presence. Make it clear that you’ll make it slow and painful if he lies or refuses to answer your questionsWe don't have to use magic, it'll be easy. Besides, if we let him live he could tell someone about it.
>>5668257> Keep things polite and transactional. You get your questions answered, he gets to walk out the door a free man with a vastly reduced competition.You may refer to me as FSBI will ask questions and you will answer themIf i am pleased, you will be released without harm
>>5668257> Maintain an oppressive presence. Make it clear that you’ll make it slow and painful if he lies or refuses to answer your questionsGive him The Sean Stare™It left a big impact on Madcap
>>5668257Actually, I think this is better> Maintain an opressive presence keeping things polite and transactional. You get your questions answered, he gets to walk out the door a free man with a vastly reduced competition.The stare is more subtle than threatening the target.
Rolled 98, 94 + 45 = 237 (2d100 + 45)>>5668271>>5668268>>5668261Looks like we're going for a mix of polite, yet with an undercurrent of danger.Go ahead and give me some 1d100+25DC to be determined.
Rolled 42, 98 = 140 (2d100)>>5668274Now, let's see if Bobo can help. I'm going to rule that if either of these rolls are greater than or equal to a 45, you get a +20 tacked onto your roll.
Rolled 94 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5668274Damn, he rolled high
Rolled 61 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5668274Is that roll possible to beat?
>>5668274>>5668275>>5668277Wait, I think with luck drain and Bobo's assist we just barely squeak out a success.
Rolled 37 (1d100)>>5668274Damn high rolls
>>5668277>>5668278>>5668280Some narrow margins, but that's a success.We'll pick back up from here on Wednesday at 5:00 PM EST.As always, thanks for playing!
>>5668282Do we speak perfect Russian with no accent? I think we got a boon that lets us speak or read any human language without issue?
>>5668644No bro. We can't fail at learning any human language.
>>5668644>>5670323Polyglot only applies during rolls to learn / practice a language, and only prevents you from failing to pick up anything.Your current proficiency with Russian is serviceable, but with a notable accent.
Quick update, anons.I've been forced to take a chunk of my work home with me tonight, so I'll have to postpone our session to Friday at 5:00 PM EST.In the meantime, are there any specific questions you have for your prisoner? I've already got a general listing in mind, but feel free to toss your own in and I'll incorporate them if possible.Some good news that'll hopefully cancel out the bad is that I've made a lot of headway with the "Sean home life" interlude and should have it finished over the weekend.
>>5672036Who do you work for?Who are the other big players in the area?Anything you want the FSB to look into?
>>5672036Where is the best food joint around here?Where does your family live?Do you know what happens when you disobey the CIA?
>>5672036Whereas all the good shit? Caches, hideouts, money laundering fronts, whore houses.
>>5672036Since Sean is bad at Russian.What Sean thinks he's saying:Where's the money? I'm pretty broke here and my friend here also needs a large donation. I don't wanna have to break your fingers, but I will if you don't give me something good.What Sean is actually saying:>Гдe eдa? Taк гoлoдeн. Moя жeнa тaкaя тoлcтaя. Hyждaeтcя в eдe или cъeшь мoи пaльцы. Bы дaeтe ceйчac.
>>5672840>Where is the food? So hungry. My wife is so fat. Live in food or eat my fingers. You give now.Kek
>>5672840>Guy reveals where they keep the money>"Leave my mother out of this or I will give your brain more breathing room."
>>5672036Share your work so we can lead a hand.
>>5673157https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K64GyxUrBXsThe prospect of violence doesn’t work well on hardened criminals, it’d be to keep a delicate balance between transactional politeness and the ever-present option of physical harm. Bobo’s leaving the actual interrogation entirely in your hands, but is keeping an observant eye in the background for any details that you might miss.After double checking your prisoner for weapons or any other tools, you tie him to a chair and open with the simplest question of all; his name.The prisoner flashes you a greasy grin and introduces himself as Maxim Sokolov, but gently insists that you just call him Max. Everybody does, supposedly.As an icebreaker, you ask him about the best place in town for some decent takeout, as well as some softball questions about his family.He chuckles, and recommends some chain called Teremok, which sounds quite a bit like Russian McDonalds; you make a mental note to find one and grab something hot when all is said and done here. Carving your way through the criminal underworld has a way of working up a monstrous appetite.As for his family, he doesn’t really have one. He cut contact with them years ago, so that nobody could use them against him as a bargaining chip. Max is obviously uncomfortable discussing the topic, so you shift towards more salient questions like the nature of his criminal enterprises and who he works for. After a bit of cajoling, he’s happy to inform you that with the recent murder of his egomaniacal moron of a boss, he’s now a free-agent of sorts; a series of events that he thanks you profusely for.
>>5673558Unsurprisingly, your impromptu purge of the local criminal leadership is going to leave one hell of a power vacuum. From the way he puts it, the bulk of the local criminal leadership and their respective lieutenants were at the meeting. As soon as the news hits the ones not-invited or too afraid to show, it’ll turn into a feeding frenzy of trying to carve up the new territory.Despite his existence as a career scumbag, you can’t help but feel the slightest bit amused to see him weave a yarn or tell a story; almost as if he were the disgraced uncle you never had. In another life, he would’ve been one hell of a used car salesman or armed forces recruitment officer.When you enquire about the holdings of the recently departed mafia honchos, he’s eager to spill the beans on every single operation that he has any kind of insight in; dead drops, secret caches, fronts, warehouses, safehouses, outposts, every bit of infrastructure you’d need to run a successful criminal enterprise.Max practically sings like a canary without any prompting on your part. Paradoxically, his exuberant compliance makes you incredibly suspicious; nobody genuinely offers up that level of cooperation without something being it for them.The pieces fall together neatly when you realize the angle he’s working; one that almost makes you break composure and laugh at the sheer boldness of it.You’ve kidnapped him for a potential torture session, and he’s gearing himself up to make you some kind of pitch; like you were corporate suits in a boardroom discussing a potential merger.You decide to…> Hear out his proposal. Couldn’t hurt to see where this might lead.> Shut him down immediately and knock him out. You’re not here to make deals, not today.> Kill him. For his cooperation, you’ll be sure to make it quick and painless.> Other?
>>5673559> Hear out his proposal. Couldn’t hurt to see where this might leadThe funny thing is he would help our organization as a recruitment officer
>>5673559>> Hear out his proposal. Couldn’t hurt to see where this might lead.
>>5673559> Hear out his proposal. Couldn’t hurt to see where this might lead.We were looking for recruits
>>5673559> Hear out his proposal. Couldn’t hurt to see where this might leadI think telling him that we know what he's doing it and have no problem with it would be funny. Especially if we tell him that two of his interrogator's best friends were in his exact same situation not too long ago.
>>5673565>>5673572>>5673574>>5673576Seems to be unanimous, so I'll call it here for giving him a chance to speak.Writing.
>come with bobo to shut down crime>just prop up a new criminalHopefully y'all aren't actually going to let him continue to sell krokodil in the streets here.
>>5673596Should we find a krokodil dealer or manufacturer and kill him with extreme prejudice in front of him and explain then?You can have some criminal activity i prefer, as a treat
>>5673596>>5673599I'm kinda surprised that nobody has made a Red Hood joke yet.
>5673596>Hopefully y'all aren't actually going to let him continue to sell krokodil in the streets here.I was thinking we conscript him as the first recruitment officer for the steel wolves
>>5673596Shut down crime? What made you get that idea? We came to shut down crime from anyone but us, we're here to beat the game not to destroy it.>>5673602I was thinking about putting him in charge of Steel Wolves' cells in Russia. Intergang bout to have some competition.
>>5673605>I was thinking about putting him in charge of Steel Wolves' cells in Russia. Intergang bout to have some competition.Sounds like a better idea I fully support it
>>5673578You bite your tongue and let Max say his piece.As funny as it’d be to tip him off that you haven’t really been taken off-guard by his gambit, people tend to be more forthright when you don’t let them know you’ve caught onto their plans.Max’s proposal is simple enough; he’s in a bad place financially and strategically after some bad business ventures a campaign of targeted harassment that he was barred from retaliating against. Now that his main oppositions is belly-up, now is the perfect time to loot their empires for all they’ve got.Unfortunately for Max, even if he gets out of here unscathed, he has nobody reliable enough to call in for a job of this magnitude. Either they’d spread the word or cut him out entirely, leaving him in lurch.However, you’ve got just the kind of skills he needs; seeing as how you practically waltzed in and bulldozed his superiors.Therefore in exchange for your assistance in securing the assets of his fallen rivals and thereby consolidating his position, he’ll cut you in a silent partner. Equal split down the middle, 50/50. He’d run the day-to-day, and keep you on speed-dial if things get woefully out of hand.Max eyes you up and down approvingly, and makes a comment that if you ever need reliable muscle, he’d be happy to oblige once he’s in a powerful enough position. After all, what else are good friends for?Alternatively, you might be able to give him a bit of a push and persuade him to throw his lot in with the Steel Wolves. Max has a rough charisma to him that could come in handy, and something tells you that he’d be a good quartermaster. Y’know, if you can trust him.So, what would you like to do?> Accept his deal to set him up as the local kingpin. Wasn’t expecting this raid to lead to new connections being forged, but opportunity beckons.> Accept his deal, but encourage him to flee the country and join up with the Steel Wolves. You can always use more men of substance, regardless of their origins.> Accept his deal to set him up as the local kingpin, with some added conditions. (Explain what those conditions are, may require a roll for persuasion.)> Decline his deal. You’re here to clean up the streets, not to get involved in the intricacies of its politics.> Other?
>>5673610I want to make a deal with him but what he's offering has a bad anchor.It seems that he thinks we're just muscle, extremely dangerous and competent muscle but muscle nonetheless. But that's not what we are.Im not sure on what the money split should be but what I am sure is that he shouldn't be some vassal of ours with his own little fiefdom. I think that this should be communicated, that he would an outpost of our organization. That we are a different class of criminal and if we wants to work under us then so would he.Professionals have standards.
>>5673610> Accept his deal, but encourage him to flee the country and join up with the Steel Wolves. You can always use more men of substance, regardless of their origins.
>>5673610>> Accept his deal, but encourage him to flee the country and join up with the Steel Wolves. You can always use more men of substance, regardless of their origins.
>>5673610Yeah I don't think I can agree to the deal under these circumstances. It took Darius and Isaac some time before they transformed from petty criminals to professionals and Max can't go through that process alone in Russia. The establishment of a cell should be done by a proper Steel Wolf.> Accept his deal, but encourage him to flee the country and join up with the Steel Wolves. You can always use more men of substance, regardless of their origins.
>>5673619>>5673621>>5673626Alright, go ahead and give me some 1d100+25 to see if Max goes along with your counter-offer.DC: 80In the event that he goes along with this, I'm assuming that there are no objections to quickly relocating a handful of our vets here to handle the looting and extract Max.If I'm wrong, just let me know.
Rolled 93 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5673636Do you feel in charge?
Rolled 95 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5673636We ball
Rolled 80 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5673636
>>5673638>>5673646>>5673656Damn, looks like your silver tongue makes another appearance when it's needed most.Which of your prisoners would you like to speak to next?> The Enforcer. Now that you've got a better understanding of the factors in play, you should be able to pressure him better.> The Accountant. If you want to learn the truth about the folks pulling the strings, you always follow the money.
>>5673662> The Accountant. If you want to learn the truth about the folks pulling the strings, you always follow the money.
>>5673662>> The Accountant. If you want to learn the truth about the folks pulling the strings, you always follow the money.
>>5673667>>5673669>>5673670Alright, how would you like to conduct your interrogation of the Accountant?> Rough him up a bit to loosen his tongue. An egghead like this ought to crack easily if you apply a bit of pressure.> Present yourself as an intellectual equal and attempt to talk shop. If you can make him comfortable in the presence of a follow professional, he may be more amenable to talk.> Utilize Max as an example of what to do. He cooperated, and is getting bailed out of this mess for his troubles.> Offer him a lucrative bribe; if he agrees to roll over on any hidden accounts, he'll get a hefty percentage out of the bargain. Money talks, sometimes even more than violence.> Other?
>>5673678> Utilize Max as an example of what to do. He cooperated, and is getting bailed out of this mess for his troubles.
>>5673678>> Utilize Max as an example of what to do. He cooperated, and is getting bailed out of this mess for his troubles.
Rolled 78, 99 + 20 = 197 (2d100 + 20)>>5673680>>5673683Alright, go ahead and give me some 1d100+25> DC to be determined.
Rolled 21 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5673691
Rolled 27 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5673691Luck drain and Bobo's bonus still apply right?
Rolled 58 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5673691
Rolled 24 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5673691Lets do it
>>5673692>>5673696>>5673697If I have my calculations right, even with the bonuses, that's a failure.99 + 20 - 6 = 11358 + 25 + 6 + 20 = 109Roll the Die has already been burned, so we'll proceed forward.-------------------Looks like he's not spilling the beans without a bit of encouragement.How do you proceed? (Keep in mind that Bobo is watching all of this unless you can figure out an excuse to get him out of the room.)> Beat the tar out of him for a while, see if that loosens his lips. Maybe he’ll learn after losing a few teeth.> Put the fear of God into him with getting in his face and threatening him. He’s on thin fucking ice if he plans on trying your patience again.> Use a low-powered Lightning Bolt for some impromptu electroshock therapy. It’s definitely going to sting, that’s for sure.> Move on to interrogating the Enforcer. This is a lost cause.> Other?
>>5673706>> Move on to interrogating the Enforcer. This is a lost cause.
>>5673706> Move on to interrogating the Enforcer. This is a lost causeLet him stew on his decision, perhaps the anxiety and dread will change his mind.
>>5673706> Move on to interrogating the Enforcer. This is a lost cause.
>>5673708>>5673710>>5673713Alright, looks like we'll be moving on for now.Apologies if this is getting a bit repetitive, but how would you like to handle the Enforcer?> Make it clear that he either plays ball or dies screaming. You’re in no mood for any bullshit, and you need to make that clear.> Offer him a potential position in your organization if he agrees not to give you any trouble. He’d still need to prove himself afterwards, but it’d be a good stepping stone.> Point out that Max has defected, and that he’d be best served to do the same. Self-preservation is the always the name of the game for some people.> Use his ego against him. It’s a generally known that flashy thugs are usually pretty easy to bait into saying incriminating shit if you give them enough rope.> Other?
>>5673719>> Use his ego against him. It’s a generally known that flashy thugs are usually pretty easy to bait into saying incriminating shit if you give them enough rope.
>>5673719> Offer him a potential position in your organization if he agrees not to give you any trouble. He’d still need to prove himself afterwards, but it’d be a good stepping stone.
>>5673719> Offer him a potential position in your organization if he agrees not to give you any trouble. He’d still need to prove himself afterwards, but it’d be a good stepping stone.Same pitch we gave to Darius and Isaac> Point out that Max has defected, and that he’d be best served to do the same. Self-preservation is the always the name of the game for some people.Social proof.
Rolled 44, 37 + 15 = 96 (2d100 + 15)>>5673722>>5673732Alright, looks like we're offering a job, with Max being touted as an example.Last roll of the night, go ahead and give me some 1d100+25> DC to be determined .inb4 crit
Rolled 51 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5673734
Rolled 58 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5673734
>>5673697>>5673737I see that you value consistency, anon.
Still need one more roll.
Rolled 58 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5673734Lets do it
lol two 58s
>>5673735>>5673737>>5673741That's a success, we'll pick back up from here on Wednesday at 5:00 PM EST. As always, thanks for playing and have a good Memorial Day.As a reminder, I'm going to try and kick it into overdrive to get the interlude done this weekend, ought to be a long one.>>5673743Beat me to it, anon.
>>5673744Have a good one Axis
>>5673744See ya later aligator.
SOME YEARS AGOhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3NY5ZpQZWYObjectively, you know that you should be happy, but all you can muster up is a quiet indifference.Today is the day of your high school graduation, the milestone that marks the beginning of your adult life.What a crock of shit.Still, you force a small smile for your mother’s sake. God knows why she cares so much about this pointless pageantry, but you’re resolved not to spoil it for her. You’ve been enough of a burden as-is, and you’d never forgive yourself if you ruined this memory for her.The ceremony happens quickly, mostly because there aren’t a whole lot of graduating seniors in your class. It was a small enough group to begin with, but with the times being what they are, more than a few folks had to drop out and start working full-time to make ends meet. Ever since the economy went straight down the shitter, everyone’s been scrambling to deal with the aftershocks. Your grandpa’s farm was only the first of many to go belly-up; and he wasn’t the only old-timer who couldn’t handle the shame.When your name is called and you climb the stage, the principal grudgingly hands over your diploma and gives you hard stare. You return his disdain in equal measure.Once you descend from the stage, Mom wraps you up in a big hug and congratulates you on your achievement.When you pointedly ask about the whereabouts of your father, she shifts uneasily and tells you that he had to work overtime and needs the extra sleep. She’s quick to reassure you that he’s still very proud of you and wishes badly that he was able to be here.You know your father’s proclivities well enough to see the excuse for what it is; he’s probably sleeping off a hangover or something.A sharp pang of disappointment wells up inside, one that you viciously stomp the moment you recognize it for the weakness it is.If you weren’t in public, you’d smack yourself hard for being such an idiot.Despite all that, you can’t help but be a little proud of yourself.Between your spotty disciplinary record, perpetual tardiness, and consistent inability to “keep your damned trap shut,” it’s a minor miracle that you managed to squeak by. Maybe they were just sick of you making trouble and figured it’d be easier to boot you upwards and out of their jurisdiction. An unfortunate reality of life is that conflict is inevitable should you hold any kind of strong beliefs. And if there’s one thing everyone can agree you on, you’re certainly not lacking when it comes to speaking your mind.Look, if somebody wants to somebody wants to start a bit of trouble and make it your problem, there’s only one reasonable option available. An honest scrap does wonders for keeping folks from making the same mistake again in your presence.
>>5675059The only downside is when they go crying to the principal’s office after you rough em up a bit for getting in your face.As you’ve attempted to explain to the guidance counselor for what feels like the thousandth time, that’s just how these things work. You don’t pick the fights, and you (usually) don’t take the first swing.Granted, it probably doesn’t help your case that you have a knack for infuriating people until they make the first move. Still doesn’t mean that you can’t have a bit of fun punting them ass over teakettle though.Besides, zero-tolerance policies are a load of idiotic horseshit cooked up so that lazy assholes can sit behind their desks and avoid having to do any actual thinking on their own. Probably earned another entry in your permanent record when you said as much; close to the ones about your “failure to thrive”, right next to the little handwritten post-script about how you’re probably going end up in the state pen.A few hours later, you’ve changed back into more practical clothes and set out on another of your nightly excursions into the woods. Alone, as per tradition; the majority of your classmates are celebrating while getting drunk, high, or some combination of the two. Not that you can blame them overmuch, there’s not a whole lot else to do out in the sticks.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5IZuuzUa04The rumor mill is rumbling about an impromptu bonfire party being held for the senior class, but you couldn’t be less interested. As a consequence for your general disregard for the social scene and propensity to run your mouth at inopportune moments, you didn’t receive an invite anyhow.You’re no pariah, but your reputation ensures that folks generally don’t bother approaching you for a chat unless they need something. Eh, fuck em; you’ve got more important matters to take care of, namely target practice. If you’re going to be a soldier, you’re gonna be the best damned one you can be. The earlier you start, the farther along you’ll be in the end. You’re never going to measure up against Alvin York, but anyone planning to enter the service without a working understanding of how to competently operate a firearm is a bonafide retard. Granted, all you’ve got to work with is a simple squirrel rifle, but the ammo is cheap and the principle should roughly the same. Unless they plan on issuing you a belt-fed machine gun, which would be kickass, but a bit outside your wheelhouse.You put those distractions out of your mind and begin plinking away at a target positioned a respectable distance away.After a few shots, you abruptly stop and keep your ears open the signs of anybody approaching. The game wardens always get pissy whenever they catch you messing around in the woods, probably think you’re hunting without a license or something. Fuck em. If they really wanna make something of it, they can get off their lazy asses and make a chase out of it.
>>5675062Once you’re satisfied that nobody is nearby, you continue practicing until you run dry on ammo.For the sake of convenience, you keep a small stockpile tucked away in the hollow of a rotting stump; .22 ammo is dirt cheap and easy to acquire, so you’re not worried about anybody filching it or the elements doing too much damage.After you reload your rifle, you place it securely against a tree while you retrieve your chosen target.A slight grin stretches across your face when you see that you put all of your shots in the center ring, with a couple in the x-ring.You hang up a fresh target before reaching into your pants pocket and withdrawing a dirty packet of self-rolled cigarettes. Mom would absolutely kick your ass if she caught you smoking, but what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her. Besides, she’s in for a much greater shock soon that’ll blow this one out of the park.As you take idle drags on your homestyle smokes, you let your mind wander.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nuLNVtbWtU4Now that you’re eighteen, it’s definitely a lot easier to get smokes than it used to. No retail zombie has ever bothered to ask for ID anyhow, but it’s always been cheaper to buy tobacco that’s fallen off the back of a truck and roll it yourself.You relax for a moment and let the sounds of the forest wash over you. As the various animals chatter, the wind whistles through the trees and leaves crinkle under its ministrations.Your grandfather was the one who showed you this spot, back when you were just a kid. Ever since he died, a part of you went with him.He was the one to show you how to be a man, and gave you one of the only pieces of advice that you follow resolutely.“If somebody tries to push you around, you give it back to em with both barrels. Never start a fight you’re not willing to see through, but don’t let people walk all over you, no matter how important they like to think they are. And always do what ya can to do the right thing, no matter what anybody else tells you. Be one of the good ones, ‘cause this world’s got enough of the bad.”He was the first one to show you how to safely handle and load a gun, even when your parents moaned about it being too dangerous.He took you on your first hunting trip, and showed you how to stay alive in the wilderness.When you started getting bullied as a kid, he was the one to show you how to fight.So in a weird way, whenever you practice out here it’s almost like you can feel him watching over you.If you close your eyes and concentrate hard enough, you can almost hear him correcting your posture and technique like it were the old days.You can still remember; back when you first started out, you had a bad tendency to jump a little whenever you pulled the trigger.Always got spooked by noise and the recoil until you toughened up.
>>5675064Your thoughts drift to your impending enlistment; namely your chosen branch.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tRx212PUa4gThe Navy isn’t exactly your first pick for a boatload of reasons. You’ve got nothing against the squids, but ships aren’t exactly your thing.As for the Air Force, you don’t exactly have the grades or the inclination to serve somewhere where you won’t see any action.The Army is a solid choice, but it doesn’t have the same prestige. The Army seems willing to take anybody with a pulse and an IQ greater than 65, whereas the Marines are a bit more discerning in their recruits.Besides, your grandpa was a Marine; following in his footsteps feels like a good way of respecting his memory.And if you’re being frank, the Marines seem to be the objectively better choice for your talents. Not to knock the others, but the Marines are the only branch that offers a chance to really make something better of yourself.You’ve spent a lot of time thinking about it, and you need to act soon.It’s a bit of a surprise that the old man hasn’t already booted your ass out the door and into the cold. Maybe he’s hoping to squeeze bit more free labor out of you first.Not that you were planning to stick around much longer anyhow. Now that you’ve got a diploma, there’s nothing left for you here.Leaving Mom alone feels dirty, but you don’t have much of an option.Your old man can rot for all you care, but she deserves better. Still, you don’t have the heart to break the news to her directly.It’s cowardly and underhanded, but you just can’t bring yourself to do it.You’ve already got your goodbye letters composed and hidden under a loose floorboard in your room.The letter to your mother reads as follows.> “By the time you’re reading this, I’ll be long gone. I wish that I had the guts to tell you this in person, but I’m just not strong enough. I know that I was never much of a son, so please don’t blame yourself. Just consider this the latest in a long line of disappointments.”> “I’m leaving to join the military. I know that you wouldn’t approve, but this is something I’ve gotta do. You’ve always believed in me, but I need to figure things out for myself from now on.”> “As soon as I get settled in, I’ll start writing letters and call whenever I can. Whatever I can scrape together from my paycheck, I’ll send home. Stash it someplace safe for a rainy day.”> “I already miss you.”> “Love, Sean.”In contrast, the one written for your father is a bit more direct.> “By the time you get off your drunk ass and find this note, I’ll be long gone. You can ask Mom where I went.”> ”You better treat her right, because I’ll be back one day. Count on it.”> And if I ever find out that you’ve hurt her, it’ll be the last mistake you ever make.”
>>5675065All of your preparations are complete. Tomorrow night, you’ll sneak out and hitchhike a few towns over to the recruiting station. If you can’t find any takers, you’ll just walk there.At least it’d be a good test of your endurance, something that you’re going to need in the near future.Despite all of life’s hardships, you can’t help but be optimistic for the future.There has to be more to life than begging for scraps and making due with the crap hand you’ve been dealt.And if you’re wrong, then at least you’ll go down for something worth fighting for.You’ll be back one day, if only to rub your success in everybody’s face.That’s a promise.
>>5675068THE ENDLet me know how you how you liked it, anons. I had originally intended it to be way shorter, but I can ended up running a bit wild.Apologies for the veritable wall of text.Not sure, but I think this might be the longest interlude thus far. Anyhow, hope the wait was worth it.
>>5675068>You’ll be back one day, if only to rub your success in everybody’s face.>That’s a promise.A promise that has yet to be fulfilled. I wonder how it will go when it is, however.>>5675077> Apologies for the veritable wall of text.You have nothing to apologize for. The quantity of text isn't a problem when it is consice.> Not sure, but I think this might be the longest interlude thus far. Anyhow, hope the wait was worth it.It was.
>>5675065> And if I ever find out that you’ve hurt her, it’ll be the last mistake you ever make.”>>5675077Its perfect. a good memorial weekend interlude.
>>5675065> “As soon as I get settled in, I’ll start writing letters and call whenever I can. Whatever I can scrape together from my paycheck, I’ll send home. Stash it someplace safe for a rainy day.”> ”You better treat her right, because I’ll be back one day. Count on it.”
>>5675077Good stuff Axis
>>5675077> “As soon as I get settled in, I’ll start writing letters and call whenever I can. Whatever I can scrape together from my paycheck, I’ll send home. Stash it someplace safe for a rainy day.”> ”You better treat her right, because I’ll be back one day. Count on it.”
>>5675113>>5675300>>5675418It's not a vote by the by. Sean's dialogue is greentexted so evidently his writing is too.
>>5675426Shhh let them have their moment.
>Sean hasn't once mentioned his parents outside of the interludes>Sean threatened his father if he ever mistreated his mother G-guys...I don't think this story has a happy ending
>>5675488he has mentioned them in his inner monologue, he just doesn't want to see them since he's presumed dead and a criminal
>>5675488What he >>5675491 said.That's why I said this: "A promise that has yet to be fulfilled. I wonder how it will go when it is, however." here >>5675094
>>5675497Whats to say we don't hire some goon or have some masked guys to pay him a visit? What if we have a friendly person come and help her divorce and get away from the bastard. What if we arrange for the dead beat to pass away from too much drinking?
>>5675591We could do any of those things. I'd rather not however, personal conflicts should be resolved personally in my view.We'll see what has happened since Sean's absence and go from there.
>>5675591I think it would be better for Sean to visit them alone after Jack finally passes away, to clean up the palate of the last arc so to speak
>>5676050I think visiting them at all is a terrible idea. It might just make them targets.
>>5676083Yeah they probably got told that he died already
>>5676083>>5676107They are fucked anyways, so going "Because I love you I have to abandon you" retardation like a cape wont help them that much.Just bring Mom back and take care of her, buy her nice things and enjoy life with her like we couldn't in our childhood.The whole Ghostdad arc is about having good moments even if the end is death for god sake.Dad can eat shit tho.
>>5676636Once ghostdad is gone, we're gonna need to dad for someone. It's only proper.
>>5676685We have these two and the whole Steel wolfs to dad over.Hell mom could help us to take care of Darius and Isaac.>New mission boys, she is my mom.>You will have to look out for her when I'm not here and be with her when she go out, this is gotham after all.>As a pay I will give you money and her handmade food.I wonder if our magic come from her side of the family. It would be cool if we can teach her magic and learn with her, have something in common you know
>>5676636>>5676685Mom will be a security risk and will be a way people can attack or blackmail us. Not to mention her presences or lack thereof can be a tip off.
>>5677199Yeah imagine fighting the bat family and robin just doxxes us mid fightYour mother's name is martha too?
>>5676083>>5677199How? Sean's true identity is unknown to his enemies so how would there be a security risk? If his visit is kept discreet with no witnesses then I don't see the problem.
>>5677199Why are you linking me bruv? I just want to adopt some poor retard. How come Batman can do it but we can't? Fucking rich privilege.>>5677201>robin namedrops mom>sean immediately breaks his neckHonestly I feel bad for anyone stupid enough to try and strongarm Sean with that kinda shit. He will 100% kill them afterwards no matter what the outcome is.But I'm with other anon. Our secret identity should be pretty airtight. And the only people who could feasibly figure it out are either on our side or moral enough not to try and use it. Well, except maybe a couple.
>5677240Musta click yours by mistake and missed it.I don't think robin or any of the bats would be dumb enough to name drop without at least already taking her to a safe house prior. Its far more likely Waller or some other villain's would do that and they'd already be in a position to harm here before making threats or blackmail.>>5677205>Sean's true identity is unknown to his enemiesOnly our current ones. There's still the people who employed us in the army and then threw us under the bus. The only thing protecting us right now is the fact that agencies don't share alot of secret info, and no one has bothered to link or investigate our old paper records in the local county and school.If you can guarantee there are no witnesses and our relatives aren't under any surveillance and we don't go traipsing down memory lane like to our old hangouts or school and potentially bump into anyone who might have known us growing up, then yeah its possible. It also assumes our family and mom are capable of keeping quite.Though if we can just put on a very good disguise, like a realistic life like silicon full face mask, and maybe throw in some magic glamour on top, that would probably take care of half the potential risks.In fact, this might be a good opportunity to practice with disguises and completely different face and body appearances, both magical and non magical.Perhaps we should make a few phone calls to hire some masters of disguises.....
>>5677252Man, our Jonah alias is priority enough we could probably do some learning with Zatanna. That said, she can do some wild shit and for all we know sigil uses have traces she can smell or some shit.
Alright, what sort of questions do you have for the Enforcer?Write-ins welcome, otherwise we’ll just go with some pretty general stuff, similar to the questions you asked Max. In this case, that’d be:- Name- Skillset- Affiliation- Anything of interest that he may know ofThat sort of thing.
>>5677262I think that's about all we need from him. Maybe some innocent questions to mix it up a little?
>>5677262Name, rundown of his history, current thoughts.The only things that are relevant in my opinion.
>>5677262Though anon >>5677269 brings up a good point. Some innocent questions could bring levity to the situation.
>>5677262Tits or ass?
>>5677269>>5677270>>5677272>>5677274Alright, writing.If there are any other suggestions, just float em and I'll slot em in as best as I'm able.
>>5677279>>5677279While Max begins making a comprehensive listing of the holdings that are to be targeted (with Bobo shadowing his every move), you have a go at sweating something useful out of the Accountant, to no avail.Guy doesn’t say a single word, no matter what you try. It’s like a scene out of a police procedural where you try every trick in the book to coax an answer out, and he just stares at you the whole time like something foul that he can’t quite scrape off his shoe.Eh, you’ll let him stew for a while long, maybe getting blackbagged and going back into the isolation booth will convince him to loosen his tongue.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eBhh23-paLUBefore you being interrogating the Enforcer, you rack your brains for anything of use.He’s definitely a street-level operator from appearance and overall mannerism.Crude.Amateurish.Sloppy.Still, that doesn’t mean that he doesn’t have his uses if molded properly.Madcap and Bayonet were in similar situations once, and they’ve proven to be well worth your time and investment.Plus, as a former low-rent thug yourself, you know just how to appeal to the Enforcer; self-interest.After your cleanup operation becomes public knowledge, Vladivostok will become a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. Between the cops smelling blood in the water and every relative in town looking to avenge some dead family, anyone connected publicly with the debacle might as well kiss their ass goodbye.And while you have the luxury of skipping town with your name and face unknown, the Enforcer is most likely a known quantity.If you can make him realize that he’s on a sinking ship and you’re the only lifeboat left, he’ll do whatever it takes to get on your good side.Your first impression of the man is that he’s quite the mouth on himself.The second you undo his gag, he immediately spits in your direction before calling you a torrent of irrefutably foul things Russian and chuckling to himself. As he does so, he braces himself for a crushing blow at your hands that never comes.More puzzled than anything else, he looks up with an obvious question in his eyes.To his growing confusion, you don’t proceed to kick seven shades of shit out of him and instead proceed to outline a similar pitch as the one you gave Max.So long as he cooperates and answers your questions to the best of his knowledge, you’ll go easy on him.In fact, if he has anything particularly useful to bargain with, you’ll give him a provisional shot at joining up with your boys.The offer of employment is what hooks him the most; looks like he hasn’t had many genuine offers for potential advancement come his way.When it sinks in that his faceless, fingerless corpse isn’t going to end up in a bathtub full of live rodents, he becomes much more amenable to your questions. He’s still not quite deferential, but the worst of his attitude is considerably muted.
>>5677340At your prompting he introduces himself as Igor the Impaler, and his talents unsurprisingly reflect his nom de guerre. From the way he puts it, he’s killed more men in back-alley knife fights than he’s had hot meals.When you make the mistake of asking him about his favorite blade, he won’t shut up about his precious NR-40, some hand-me-down from a grandfather that fought in the Great Patriotic War. As you listen to him muse about the nature of knifework and its intricacies, all you can think is that if he was born a bit further eastward, you might be looking at a young Genghis.When questioned about his loyalties, he proudly swears allegiance to some third-rate street gang that you’ve never heard of. Guessing that one of the guys you gunned down was so desperate for protection that he was willing to shell out for bush-league moonlighters like Ivan.At least it explains why he wasn’t willing to take a bullet for his erstwhile charges. For what he was probably getting paid, you probably wouldn’t have put it all on the line neither.Overall, he could use some polishing, but you can see the potential for growth.He talks a big-game, but you can read between the lines. He’s a small fish in a much deeper pond, and he’s acutely aware of that fact; something that he tries to overcome with a near suicidal amount of self-confidence. He’s the kind of guy where if you ordered him to charge at a machine-gun nest and handed him a knife to do it with, he’d scoff and insist he could do it barehanded.To break the ice a little, you ask him a bit about his current thoughts and plans. It’s about what you’d expect of a street tough with his priorities in order. Could use a drink and a girl, preferably at the same time. Wishes that he’d kicked the shit out of some random bum harder. Et cetera.As a joke, you ask him if he’s got a girl and if there’s anything in particular he likes about her. He takes it completely seriously and begins describing an absolute mountain of a working girl that he visits whenever he can scrape together the money. From the way he’s grinning, you quickly deduce that he’s fucking with you, but you let him have his fun.Once the pleasantries and stories wind down, you get down to brass tacks.
>>5677342According to Igor, he’s got friends in low places all over town.In exchange for his freedom and a shot at joining up with your organization, he’s willing to burn the majority of his favors for whatever you may need. Be it on-the-ground support, drugs, guns, whatever.Such support may be invaluable for supporting Max’s smash-and-grab; but that’d mean letting him in on the plan. If he runs his mouth, he could put the whole operation and everyone involved at risk.Or, his connections might be able to smooth any potential local issues and keep things proceeding smoothly.How do you want to handle it?> Give him a provisional job offer in exchange for utilizing his connections to support some other end. (Include plan / idea)> Give him a provisional job offer in exchange for utilizing his connections to support Max’s plan. Favor trading is the name of the game in both crime and politics, and one good turn begets another. > Give him a provisional job offer with no strings attached. His pals may come in handy at some point in the future, best to save them for a rainy day.
>>5677343> Give him a provisional job offer in exchange for utilizing his connections to support Max’s plan. Favor trading is the name of the game in both crime and politics, and one good turn begets another.He could use these contacts later but I don't think the incoming firestorm is good for holding favours.
>>5677343>> Give him a provisional job offer in exchange for utilizing his connections to support Max’s plan. Favor trading is the name of the game in both crime and politics, and one good turn begets another.
>>5677343> Give him a provisional job offer in exchange for utilizing his connections to support Max’s plan. Favor trading is the name of the game in both crime and politics, and one good turn begets another.Seems like this is the best use of his contacts
>>5677343>> Give him a provisional job offer in exchange for utilizing his connections to support Max’s plan. Favor trading is the name of the game in both crime and politics, and one good turn begets another.>>5677199ALL the friend we made this time know who we are AND are a security risk and will be a way people can attack or blackmail us.
>>5677344>>5677345>>5677346>>5677347Alright, looks like we're calling in Ivan's pals when the time comes.Now, any final thoughts for dealing with the Accountant? Polite measures didn't seem to work, so you might have to get a little less friendly with it.To that end, you'll...> Play a bit of good cop, bad cop with Ivan. You’ll be the (Select bad cop / good cop); should hopefully shake the tree a bit.> Give him one final ultimatum before you dump his ass at the nearest police station with evidence implicating him for the massacre. Maybe he’d enjoy an all-expenses paid trip to Black Dolphin.> Set up a mock execution to put the fear of God in him. It’s a bit morbid, but it does wonders for getting folks to reevaluate their life choices.> Point out that both of your other captives played ball and he’s the sole holdout. Needle him with that he gives you something to work with.> Other?
>>5677354> Point out that both of your other captives played ball and he’s the sole holdout. Give the others a platform to politely convince him and have one last try yourself. If he doesn't change his mind, shoot him.I don't remember promising to spare their lives? Did we do that? Because if we did I'll change it to handing him over to the police.
>>5677354> Point out that both of your other captives played ball and he’s the sole holdout. Needle him with that he gives you something to work with.Set up the femur breaker
>>5677354>> Play a bit of good cop, bad cop with Ivan. You’ll be the (Select bad cop / good cop); should hopefully shake the tree a bit.>Good cop>"See my friend there? He could take a knife and rip you apart, really nasty stuff>And THEN use the knife on you.>So you can decide if you want to end like the guy down there or talk with me."
>>5677362From what I've gathered, the plan for Max and Igor is recruitment; assuming that all goes well.
>>5677365No I mean spare their lives if they refuse to be persuaded. Max and Igor don't apply.
>>5677354> Point out that both of your other captives played ball and he’s the sole holdout. Needle him with that he gives you something to work with.
>>5677366My bad, if you were asking if there was ever a promise made to not shoot anybody, then no.Bobo may take it poorly if you don't spin it right though.
>>5677362>I don't remember promising to spare their lives? Did we do that? Because if we did I'll change it to handing him over to the police.We are with Bobo. Killing is fine, but there is a silent agreement to not do dark crap with people when we are with him
>>5677368Why? We killed every single one of those other mob guys. If he didn't complain then, it doesn't make sense to complain now.
>>5677370See >>5677371. I'd get it if it was torture or something but it's not.
>>5677371>>5677372I'd argue that since you gave them a fair shake to come quietly and they turned it down, Bobo was willing to go along with it; especially considering the target and the risks associated.However, now that they're ostensibly in your custody and no longer a potential threat, a different set of rules apply.Morality can lead to some weird mental gymnastics sometimes.
>>5677371One thing is doing it in a hot fight, another is doing so in a cold talk.Bobo is a light guy so killing some low life that want to kill you is fine, but take the eyes off some dude that surender is bad for him. While we dont do edgy stuff we are fine in his book.
Rolled 61, 30 + 35 = 126 (2d100 + 35)>>5677362>>5677363>>5677367Anyhow, looks like we're making the point that he is the final holdout.Go ahead and give me some 1d100+25> DC to be determined.
Rolled 43 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5677378
Rolled 71 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5677378roll
Rolled 18, 73 = 91 (2d100)>>5677378And here's to see if Bobo can help; needs to be higher than a 45.
Rolled 74 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5677378
>>5677379>>5677380>>5677383That's a success; any other questions you'd like to pose to this guy besides the standard lineup?
>>5677387Why the resistance? Just that really. The boss and the thug were less stubborn than the accountant, a curious fact.
Rolled 67 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5677378bigger number better person
>>5677391probably should have updated page before I rolled lol
>>5677387>>5677388The same question the guy on the boat.>Is money? You wont get to see it even if I have let you free.
>>5677388>>5677393Hmm, go ahead and give me another set of 1d100+25DC: 85
Rolled 2 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5677399
Rolled 83 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5677399bigger number better person
>>5677403Too close for comfort.
>>5677405makes things more exciting
Still need one more roll in case of crits.
Rolled 22 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5677399>>5677410Roll again?
>>5677403>>5677404>>5677414I'll allow it since it's been a hot minute.Either way, that's a success.We'll pick up from here on Friday at 5:00 PM EST. As always, thanks for playing! Hope to see you all here next time.As a heads-up, I'm getting shipped off to the boonies next week for some bullshit training, so I probably won't be able to run until I'm back home.It all depends on whether or not I can get a half-decent connection out there.
>>5677415fair enough and thanks for the updates Axis
>>5677415So, based off our last set of rolls, you'll manage to extract some basic intel out of him, but you can clearly tell that he's holding something important back.Would you like to continue putting the pressure on?> Yes. If he's attempting to conceal something, then it must be important. > No. This guy's made of surprisingly stern stuff, and he may try something stupid if you push him too hard.> Other?
>>5678509>> No. This guy's made of surprisingly stern stuff, and he may try something stupid if you push him too hard.
>>5678509> No. This guy's made of surprisingly stern stuff, and he may try something stupid if you push him too hard.Tell Max and Igor though. We'll also have to revisit this later.
>>5678509> No. This guy's made of surprisingly stern stuff, and he may try something stupid if you push him too hard.
>>5678512>>5678516>>5678524Got it, best to let sleeping dogs lie.Now, to shift gears a bit to something a bit more light-hearted.In terms of your hunting trip into Siberia, what are you looking to chase down?> Bear. Go big or go home, that’s how you do things.> Wolf. There’s a certain irony in taking out the apex predator.> Moose. The horns would make a hell of a showpiece.> Caribou. You’ve had venison before, wonder if it tastes the same. > Walrus. Nessie might be able to give you a bit of help with this one. > Lynx. The closest you’ll get to hunting a mountain lion or a wildcat in these parts.> Other?
>>5678527> Bear. Go big or go home, that’s how you do things.
>>5678527> Bear. Go big or go home, that’s how you do things.I rememver what I said >>5666669
>>5678527> Bear. Go big or go home, that’s how you do things.We can wear its pelt as a cape
>>5678527>> Bear>"Hey boys lets stop with all weird magic stuff and go hunting.">Ends up fighting a tribe of cannibals.
Sorry for namefagging
>>5678529>>5678530>>5678532>>5678538Alright, seems unanimous enough.As fun as it’d be to have the whole crew in one big hunting party, that’d make way too make noise.It’d be impossible to sneak up on a damn thing; better to split into two groups of three to maximize coverage while minimizing the risk of detection.So, who would you like to partner up with? (Choose 2)> Jack. It’d be a good opportunity to wow him a bit with your skills, and he’d surely enjoy your company.> Thoth. You’ll beat an appreciation for the outdoors into him if it’s the last thing you ever do.> Set. Things have been a bit awkward ever you chewed him out for the fiasco in Athens; maybe this is a good opportunity to show that it’s all in the past.> Pandion. It won’t be long now until he’s trapped back in the Claw; this’ll probably be his last chance to stretch his legs.> Bobo. You’ve already been on quite the hot streak with him at your side, it’s good luck to keep it going.------>>5678539Don't worry about it, anon.
>>5678543> Jack. It’d be a good opportunity to wow him a bit with your skills, and he’d surely enjoy your company.> Bobo. You’ve already been on quite the hot streak with him at your side, it’s good luck to keep it going.
>>5678543> Jack. It’d be a good opportunity to wow him a bit with your skills, and he’d surely enjoy your company.> Pandion. It won’t be long now until he’s trapped back in the Claw; this’ll probably be his last chance to stretch his legs.
>>5678543> Thoth. You’ll beat an appreciation for the outdoors into him if it’s the last thing you ever do.> Pandion. It won’t be long now until he’s trapped back in the Claw; this’ll probably be his last chance to stretch his legs.
>>5678543I'll switch to Thoth and Pandion for the sake of moving this along.
>>5678556>I'll switch to Thoth and Pandion for the sake of moving this along.that will tie it
>>5678559Too bad. If we can't have the drinking buddies trio then trying to beat the nerd out of Thoth will do.>>5678561Not that it mattered anyway.
Calling it here, give me a moment to tally everything up.
>>5678564Alright, looks like you'll be hunting alongside Jack and Pandion.Writing.While I do so, just wanted to highlight that the plan on the books for the "asset reclamation" is to call in some of your boys from Venezuela to do the heavier lifting. If there are any issues there, speak now or forever hold your piece.
>>5678569Seems like good practice to me
>>5678571 Get outta my notes.
>>5678573Nah it's cozy here
>>5678569You take a moment to think things over.As useful as Ivan’s friends may be for putting out a future fire, there’s a solid enough chance that you’ll never be coming back here again.Who knows how loyalties may shift a few days, weeks, or months from now?And that’s not even counting the impending firestorm that’s sure to have marked impacts in the existing balance of power.To that end, you free Ivan and give him the go ahead to leverage all of his local contacts; pointing him towards Max so that they can better coordinate their plans.While they begin plotting, you move on to the Accountant’s second round of questioning.Much like the first go-round, he barely even acknowledges your presence.You only manage to glean a response when you make an offhand comment about him being the sole holdout among the prisoners; something that causes him to visibly grit his teeth in frustration.Sensing a weak point, you pounce on it and ask him point-blank why he’s intent on giving you so much trouble. The others flipped easily enough, but not him. There’s gotta be a reason for that.As his face shifts from an impassive mask into a hateful snarl, you quickly realize that you’ve brought up a very sensitive topic.From what you can decipher of the rapid-fire Russian practically spat in your face, the Accountant hates you, with every fiber of his being. The reasoning for this enmity is quickly clarified.His brother was one of the various associates assigned to the protective detail; the ones that you and Bobo carved through like a hot knife through a stick of butter.And his father was one of the mobsters that you executed like it was the Valentine’s Day Massacre.He rants and raves like a man possessed about how in one night, you’ve wiped out the entirety of his life’s work and everyone that he looks up to.When you ask why he was willing to surrender, he just makes a bitter remark about not being able to stop you either way. At least this way, he has a chance of staying alive.You notice that he’s clenching his fists with such force that his nails are digging into the palm of his hand and drawing blood.Your questioning immediately peters due to the worry that you may inadvertently push him too far and cause him to do something insanely stupid.Still, there’s definitely a part of the story that he’s keeping under wraps. Hell, he still hasn’t even given you a name during his vitriol-filled tirade.You put the gag back in and blackbag the Accountant once more.
Rolled 78, 38, 44 + 45 = 205 (3d100 + 45)>>5678605When you return, you notice that Max and Ivan have a rough gameplan sketched out.From Max’s experience, the cops are going to lock down the scene and any news about it in an attempt to stave off the retributive violence that is sure to follow. It won’t buy much time, but it should be enough to get your out-of-town talent ready to rumble.Meanwhile, with the aid of Ivan’s pals, it should be easy enough to land your troops in an isolated airfield and avoid having to deal with the authorities. Likewise, the cops on the take will play interference if things go loud when your boys make their move.You give Bonilla a call to see how things are progressing on the homefront, and to deliver your orders.According to him, it’s come at the perfect time. Barring the occasional no-knock raid and training exercise, the men haven’t had a good fight for ages.When you bring up the need for haste, Bonilla promises to have a squad of veterans in Vladivostok within two days. He’ll have to call in an old favor or two from the air force, but it’ll be worth it in the end.Hopefully it’ll be good practice in urban-combat scenarios for an unfamiliar environment.You’re somewhat reluctant to leave Max and Ivan in charge of this, but you don’t have a lot of choice in the matter.If you can’t even trust them to play things straight, then the entire operation is doomed from the start.Before you go, you give them one of your burner numbers and instruct them to give you an update whenever the situation changes, and that they should keep a close eye on the Accountant for now.As you leave, you clap them both on the shoulder and cheerfully welcome them to the team, before issuing a gentle reminder that if they betray you our do something stupid that gets your men killed, you’ll hunt them to the ends of the earth.It feels a little weird to have an operation taking place that you’re not directly involved with, but it’s a good exercise in management ability. That’s what delegation is all about.The last item on your checklist while in town is a hunt out in the Siberian wilds of the Far East. And you’re not interested in just any prey; you’re going for the biggest game around.After all, it wouldn’t be a trip to Russia if you didn’t leap at the chance to have your own bearskin hat.Plus, bear meat is to die for. It’s surprisingly sweet though, but that’s what gravy is for.It’s been a long time since you’ve gone hunting, hopefully you’ve still got your edge.> Go ahead and give me some 1d100+40, DC to be determined.
Rolled 73 + 40 (1d100 + 40)>>5678607
Rolled 24 + 40 (1d100 + 40)>>5678607
>>5678607Do any other modifiers apply btw? Like luck drain or Jack and Pandion's help?
Rolled 44 + 40 (1d100 + 40)>>5678607
Rolled 12 + 5 (1d15 + 5)>>5678614If you fail in this instance, I was also going to have Jack and Pandion do some rolling to see if they succeed.Fair point though, completely forgot to roll for Luck Drain.
>>5678610>>5678612>>5678615Alright, looks like you manage to score a success.I've gotta call it a bit early tonight, I get shipped out early Saturday morning.From what I've heard, the connection is complete ass where I'm headed, so I'm probably not going to be able to post until my return in a week or so.Hopefully I'll have a bit of time to work on the Intergang interlude though.As always, thanks for playing! Apologies for the inconvenience, but that's how these things go.
>>5678616>>5678614>Use luck drain in the forest>Birds keep crashing into trees
>>5678620>Some hunter in the forest is fighting for his live aganst a bear.>He manege to get his gun back.>The gun jams.>The bear jump at him>It impales its head on a tree root.>Guy thenks god.>Guy try to move the bear.>Bear is not only heavy, but impaled firmly.
>tfw no siberian wolf huntingLame. I know Russia is le bear country but come on. Not even any polar bears there. That means we can't even do the legendary hunt for the impossible melanic polar bear.
>>5678656Bro bears are like wolf but bigger.Hey maybe we can get a babybear and rise it as our pet.>Russian nerd kill us for what we did.>Come back home with the new family he made in the way.>A fucking bear come out of nowhere and kill everyone but one boy.>That boy want revenge now.
>>5678664>Bro bears are like wolf but bigger.Is it weird I heard this in the most stereotypical gopnik accent?
>>5679569>>5678664I hear it too.https://youtu.be/A1PAO3jgmXY
>>5678618Can we get an ETA on the next session Axis?
Are you alive Axis did you get mauled by a bear?
>>5685785>>5685896No worries, anons. I just got back home last night; apologies for going radio silent for a moment there.As I expected, I couldn't get a lick of cell reception.Anyhow, we'll be back to it on Wednesday at 5:00 PM EST.I'm still brainstorming my plans for the Intergang interlude, so feel free to pitch any ideas you might have. Can't promise that it'll show up in the final cut, but you never know.
>>5686170Intergang leaders discussing the constant attacks all around the world on their organization
>>5686170 What >>5686183 said. I can't think of anything else that would make a Intergang intermission relevant lest you introduce something besides Sean fucking up their operations.
>>5686170Intergang having a voting about which is the hottest heroine that can arrest them.
>>5686170Intergang interrogating or interviewing some of its staff or operations members making em sweat bullets. Possibly implied they are suspected or taken out later but left ambiguates. Maybe the person turns out to really be a double or triple agent but is like working for another faction or people. Maybe an undercover super that infiltrated intergang?>>5686266A survivor recounting the details of not dying like the rest of his squad or more than 90 percent of his team besides support staff.>>5686170Maybe Intergang during an operation that doesn't involve us but has it show them carrying out some opt with us on their mind.Someone observing us busting Intergang opts (while we were disguised) and looks for way to contact our alias.Perhaps Batman or some other league member taking notice of Intergang problems or "noise"?
>>5686170Glad to see you werent eaten by a bear
>>5686170The intergang equivalent to Hydra Bob detailing how he managed to survive one of our assaults (was in the bathroom at the time).
Hey anons. My car just blew a damn tire, and I’m posted on the side of the road waiting. Hopefully it won’t be long, but the session may be delayed.
>>5687894QM curse is real I tell you.
>>5687894the CURSE Strikes again.
Apologies for the delay, anons.Gimme like 20-30 minutes to settle in before I get things rolling.With the month I've been having, the QM curse may be real after all.
>>5687898Nothing will top all the bullshit the qm of that worm quest went through. Shit was crazy.
>>5687996Man, I really liked that one too.
>>5687996Really now? Could you tell me about it or share the title of it or a link to it?
>>5688006I was thinking of this'n: http://thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Worm:%20One%20Bad%20Day
>>5678618https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-WM8OEI7-toAs your footfalls crunch against the frozen dirt, coupling with the ever-present chittering of birdsong and the slowly evaporating breaths escaping your form, an odd but not unwelcome sensation washes over you.The taiga has a strange power to it; not of devilish trickery or arcane might like you’ve grown accustomed.This is primal land, yet untamed by the progress of the modern world.Almost as if it’s quietly reminding you that it has stood for untold ages, and that it will continue to stand long after your name is dust.You shake off the feeling and continue to follow a set of deep bear tracks that your trained eye was able to distinguish at a glance.Conversation between your hunting partners has been quiet, but good-natured. Can’t afford to make too much noise, what with the hunt afoot.Jack has settled on an interesting choice of weaponry, namely the classic Martini-Henry rifle that served as a workhorse of the Union Jack at the apex of its empire.If you were to slap a pith helmet on him, give him a bright red uniform, and throw him into a time machine, he’d look right at home at Isandlwana. Might’ve even managed to turn it around, too.In contrast, Pandion is packing a massive pigsticker of a spear that he calls a δόρυ, or dory. It’s far too big to throw with any real accuracy, but he can still swing it around like it were a damn toothpick. According to him, it’s the weapon of a hoplite.As for you, you’ve decided to bring along…> A Mosin-Nagant bolt-action rifle. It’s old, but reliable. That, and it just feels like a traditional pick for this wilderness.> Benelli M4 shotgun. Should things get too nasty, you’ll be glad to have a robust CQC option.> Apokoliptian Carbine. It might have a chance of harming the pelt, but you couldn’t ask for more penetrating power.> Spatha. Pandion’s getting by with that spear of his, you can do the same. it’ll be a way of putting Gaius’ training to good use.> Bare-handed. With the Claw and your magic, you don’t need anything else to take out an animal. Time for you to wrassle a bear.> Other?
>>5688025> A Mosin-Nagant bolt-action rifle. It’s old, but reliable. That, and it just feels like a traditional pick for this wilderness.
>>5688025>> A Mosin-Nagant bolt-action rifle. It’s old, but reliable. That, and it just feels like a traditional pick for this wilderness.
>>5688025> Bare-handed. With the Claw and your magic, you don’t need anything else to take out an animal. Time for you to wrassle a bearThe right to bear arms
>>5688025Hell yeah, best quest is back.How’s your wheels doing?> A Mosin-Nagant bolt-action rifle. It’s old, but reliable. That, and it just feels like a traditional pick for this wilderness.
>>5688025> A Mosin-Nagant bolt-action rifle. It’s old, but reliable. That, and it just feels like a traditional pick for this wilderness.I was gonna pick bare handed but it just doesn't have the energy of hunting, does that make sense?
Rolled 70, 82 + 35 = 187 (2d100 + 35)>>5688026>>5688028>>5688033>>5688039Alright, looks like the spirit of /k/ wins the day.Go ahead and give me some 1d100+40DC to be determined.>>5688033Not so good, I'm afraid. The tire itself a write-off, still waiting to hear back if there's any damage to wheel well or the rim or something. Worst comes to worst, I can probably pick something out a scrapyard as a replacement part.
Rolled 22 + 40 (1d100 + 40)>>5688043
Rolled 33, 66 + 35 = 134 (2d100 + 35)>>5688043Messed up my roll, that was meant to be a 4d100+35, incoming second pair of rolls.
Rolled 91 + 40 (1d100 + 40)>>5688043
Rolled 94 + 40 (1d100 + 40)>>5688043
>>5688044>>5688046>>5688047The call of the wild runs deeply, so it would seem. Writing.
>>5688051https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ktq2oMgumCIIt doesn’t take long for you to track your quarry down and acquire visual contact.Looks like your estimates were off, there’s actually two brown bears; one significantly larger than the other. Probably a male and a female.You immediately gesture for Jack and Pandion to keep on their guard, as you creep into a sightline overlooking the dark clearing that serves as their den.Judging from the lack of aggression in either of their postures, they haven’t seen anything, heard anything, or noticed your scent as of yet.Perfect, maintaining the element of surprise is integral to ensuring the success of any hunt. But that’s no reason to tarry, you need to strike when you’ve got the opportunity.So, what’s the game plan?> You’ll focus solely the larger of the pair, Jack and Pandion can focus on the smaller one. You’ll need to make your initial shots count, because that is one hell of a specimen.> You’ll focus solely on the smaller of the pair. Jack and Pandion can focus on the bigger one. Should be a little less risky.> You and Jack will focus on the larger of the pair. If you can take it out with a combined volley, Pandion should be able to tie up the smaller one while you both reposition and pincer it.> You and Jack will focus on the smaller of the pair. Pandion’s sure to relish the opportunity for a stand-up fight where he can get his blade dirty.> You and Pandion will focus on the larger of the pair. Having backup in case you’re charged by a half-ton killing machine is only a good thing.> You and Pandion will focus on the smaller of the pair. Jack’s a crack shot, and he’s sure to get the job done with that Imperial relic of his.> You, Jack, and Pandion will focus on the smaller of the pair. It’s never a bad idea to crush the soft targets out-of-hand.> You, Jack, and Pandion will focus on the larger of the pair. Need to knock that big bastard out of the equation first-thing.> Other?
>>5688065> You’ll focus solely the larger of the pair, Jack and Pandion can focus on the smaller one. You’ll need to make your initial shots count, because that is one hell of a specimen.Im not a /k/ommando so maybe it would be better to use the Matini-Henry on the bigger one.
>>5688065> You’ll focus solely the larger of the pair, Jack and Pandion can focus on the smaller one. You’ll need to make your initial shots count, because that is one hell of a specimen.
>>5688065> You and Jack will focus on the larger of the pair. If you can take it out with a combined volley, Pandion should be able to tie up the smaller one while you both reposition and pincer it.
>>5688070>>5688072Alright, give me some 1d100+20DC: 75 / 95 / 105
Rolled 82 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5688081
Rolled 37 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5688081
Rolled 19 + 20 (1d100 + 20)>>5688081>d
Rolled 77, 68, 67, 34 = 246 (4d100)>>5688082>>5688083>>5688084Alright, Luck Drain makes that an excellent success.Let's see how Pandion and Jack make out.First pair of rolls are for Pandion (+30), second pair is for Jack (+15)DC: 50 / 75 / 100
>>5688006>>5688007This should have the reboot/spin offs. The highlights include the qm getting hit by a truck, an attempted mugging/home invasion, and getting arrested for beating the shit out of aforementioned mugger
Looks like an excellent success for Pandion, and a regular success for Jack.We'll pick from here on Friday at 5:00 PM EST, barring any other attempts on my life by local wildlife or the machine spirits.As always, thanks for playing!Hope to see you all next time.>>5688087It feels mean to say, but that ironically sounds like a Worm-style trigger event leadup.
>>5688087oh yeah, didnt he get his leg fucked by the truck and he appealed to beating the shit out of the mugger by arguing he couldn't have ran. I wonder what happened to him
>>5688089Legit was a running joke if I'm remembering right. [spoilers] I still hold we should've just straight died in the reboot. Made way too many dumb decisions with no rolls to back them up. [/spoilers]
>>5688093the first reboot? I thought we were doing pretty well in the last reboot
>>5688093Well I fucked those spoilers up. Cost of phone posting I guess. >>5688092Yea I think he beat the charges because of that but just kinda dropped off not long after. Hope he's doing alright.
>>5688096The gravity power one yea. Straight shit talked Kaiser while massively outgunned and outmanned, then expected to walk away because we're the MC.
>>5688087http://thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=ZionDidn't actually post the link. Last I'll say on it and apologies for straying offtopic Axis. Used to be one of my favorite quests and I still miss it.
>>5688101that was a picture perfect shitstorm, even compared to the original it was fucking incredible how it lined up, couldn't have done that on purpose if you triedat least it lead to the western spinoff with Barnaby's sister, that was fun
>>5688103Don't worry about it, anon.Nothing wrong with a bit of archive trawling.That's how I got my start.The /qst/ pipeline for me was: Read archives -> Lurk in active threads -> Vote in active threads -> Watch favorite quests die -> Get moderately drunk and start quest.And here we are.
lets catch a live performance of Cossack girls doing some sword dancing.
Rolled 97, 30 + 40 = 167 (2d100 + 40)>>5688089With a discrete nod of the head, you indicate that you’ll deal with the larger of the bears; directing Jack and Pandion to deal with the female of the species.They move to circle their quarry, carefully and quietly to avoid arousing any undue attention from the pair.Once they’re in position, you momentarily hold your breath, draw a bead on the bear’s chest, and gently squeeze the trigger.The harsh crack of gunfire seems to echo through the suddenly silent taiga for miles, dispelling any illusion of safety for its denizens. Your first shot lands true, but the gargantuan bear seems more irritated than truly injured; something that causes him to begin angrily loping your way, presumably to begin the arduous process of tearing you apart. You had been hoping to nail him in the heart or lungs, but either you didn’t hit a vital or he’s too damn big to notice it yet. Part of you wants to figure out precisely where you hit it, but the bulk of your attention is consumed with working the bolt of your Mosin-Nagant and figuring out the angles for your next shot.Better to be methodical and hit, than to be fast and inaccurate.Nearby, you hear sporadic gunfire and the sounds of yelling, probably Pandion trying to spook the female bear into making a mistake.Thanks to your dextrous nature and well-oiled training, it’s a simple enough matter for you to calmly aim and deliver another pair of shots before the great beast manages to get too close to your position for comfort.When it spots you, the ursine behemoth lets out a deafening roar; one that tunnels directly into that reptilian section of your brain which governs fight or flight.Despite the ingrained instincts of a thousand generations of early man screaming for you to make haste, you know from bloody experience that timing is what matters most of all.Too soon, and he’ll be able to run you down with ease.Too late, and well….You’d prefer not to contemplate the consequences of being too late.> Go ahead and roll me some 1d100+50; DC to be determined.
Rolled 35 + 50 (1d100 + 50)>>5689312
Rolled 29 + 50 (1d100 + 50)>>5689312It rolled high...
Rolled 90 + 50 (1d100 + 50)>>5689312lurkers will roll higher
>>5689317Evidently yes! Wew.
>>5689313>>5689314>>5689317Got a little hairy for a moment there, but that's a success.What’s your next move?> Reposition to another area with clear sightlines. If you can keep chipping away at it, you’ll be able to wear him down through bloodloss and pain.> Analyze the nearby terrain for an environmental advantage. If you can get the bear to trail you into a situation where it loses its natural advantage in speed and strength, it’ll be easy pickings.> Bait it into charging directly at you, and use Abyssal Shield to block its way at the last moment. With any luck, it’ll be concussed enough for you to put it down for good.> Gently discard your firearm and bring out the Claw. You’ve fought nastier things than this in your sleep.> Other?
>>5689323>> Analyze the nearby terrain for an environmental advantage. If you can get the bear to trail you into a situation where it loses its natural advantage in speed and strength, it’ll be easy pickings.
>>5689323> Reposition to another area with clear sightlines. If you can keep chipping away at it, you’ll be able to wear him down through bloodloss and pain.This or the claw if we're feeling daring.
I'll leave the vote open for another 5-10 minutes, then I'll roll a tiebreak.
>>5689323> Reposition to another area with clear sightlines. If you can keep chipping away at it, you’ll be able to wear him down through bloodloss and pain.
Rolled 49 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5689325>>5689341Alright, give me some 1d100+40> DC to be determined.
Rolled 51 + 40 (1d100 + 40)>>5689344
Rolled 68 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5689344Meant for that to be a 2d100, rolling once more.
Rolled 26 + 40 (1d100 + 40)>>5689344
Rolled 84 + 40 (1d100 + 40)>>5689344
>>5689346>>5689350>>5689352Success; pay no attention to this roll.DC: 95
Rolled 56 (1d100)>>5689355
>>5689355>>5689356Alright, looks like your hunt is drawing to a close.Beyond the customary butchering for meat, is there anything special you'd like to do with the pelt / furs?> ?
>>5689358Turn it into a cloak.
>>5689358>>5689360Like this, Gaius would be proud of it I'd think.
>>5689360>>5689363>>5689366Works for me, go ahead and give me some 1d100 to see how you get along with the skinning and tanning and such.No DC, this is just for flavor.
Rolled 34 (1d100)>>5689367
Rolled 16 (1d100)>>5689367
Rolled 56 (1d100)>>5689367
>>5689368>>5689369>>5689370A tad rusty, but a good effort overall.Writing.
>>5689371The bear is fast, but his wounds slow him down long enough for you to grab your gear and scarper away.A series of convoluted plans swirl within the chaotic vortex of nonsensical ramblings that you charitably deem as a mind; before one clear maxim rises above the fray to regale you with its wisdom.It’s possibly the most valuable nugget of wisdom that the Corps was kind enough to impart; something that you’ve tried to keep in mind ever since a drill sergeant singled you out of formation and screamed it in your nervous face.Keep It Simple, Stupid.There’s nothing to be gained by taking unnecessary risks, especially against a wild animal.Just because things are going well enough thus far isn’t license to let things go slack.No, the best option is to keep wearing it down until you can land a killing blow.Normally, you’d be terrified of the prospect that the bear would climb it as well, but he’s got too many holes in him for that kind of exertion.Before your target’s animalistic instincts can instruct it to flee, you deliver another punishing fusillade of rifle fire, finally managing to nail it in the heart on your fourth shot.With one last mighty roar, it finally slumps over and remains still.As soon as you finish confirming your kill, you beeline towards Jack and Pandion to ensure that their hunt has gone equally smoothly.When you finally arrive, you’re treated to the image of a wildly grinning Pandion pulling his spear from the dead body of the female bear.Jack informs you that he plans on turning it into a tasteful rug for usage back at the mansion.Heh, you can already see it next to the roaring fireplace in the den.As for you, you’re planning on turning your kill into a cloak of sorts. Something tells you that Gaius would get a kick out of it.The skinning itself is bloody work, but that sort of thing hasn’t stymied you for a very long time.
>>5689387Granted, you’ve never had the opportunity to skin something larger than a deer, so it’s still a novel experience. You make a couple frustrating mistakes at the start, but practice serves to ease you back into the process.As you meticulously proceed with the butchering, you find yourself idly humming an old song from all of your years in the Scouts.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BI0WmBriIWwIt’s a bit of a morbid thought, but that’s par for the course these days.It takes a few hours for you to strip the big bastard down to his foundations, but you’re going home with all the bear meat and hide that you can cart back to the van.Once all your spoils are packed up and ready to be moved, you and your victorious huntsmen head back to the van to a curious sight.Thoth has a small campfire set up, and is in the process of cooking a couple squirrels while Set half-sulks nearby. Thoth informs you with more than a little smugness that Set was truly abysmal at hunting due to his “complete and total inability to maintain the slightest iota of patience or forethought.”You have to choke back a snort when you notice the warning glare Set sends your way.When he stomps off like an angry teenage girl, you finally break down and nearly double over from laughter.Once that moment of levity passes, your mind moves to more worldly matters; this was your final stop on the coast-to-coast roadtrip.Had a hell of a good hunt, but it feels like you’re missing a final bit of closure. Something to symbolize that this is the proverbial end of the line.So, how would you like to officially conclude your vacation?> Set up by a river wide enough for Nessie to swim in and have a little cookout. Toss some fresh beat meat on the grill, crack open a few beers, and kick back. > Have an impromptu sparring tournament with your pals. Random brackets, light sparring; no powers; nothing but bragging rights on the line.> Camp out by the ocean for the night and watch the waves and stars. This far out from civilization, you’ll be free of the normal light and air pollution.> Other?
>>5689390That's all for tonight, anons.I'm going to leave the vote open over the weekend in case any creative ideas from the audience reveal themselves.As always, thanks for playing!We'll pick back up from here on Wednesday at 5:00 PM EST.
>>5689390> Set up by a river wide enough for Nessie to swim in and have a little cookout. Toss some fresh beat meat on the grill, crack open a few beers, and kick back.Though we could have it on the beach as well.
>>5689390> Camp out by the ocean for the night and watch the waves and stars. This far out from civilization, you’ll be free of the normal light and air pollution.Calm before the storm
>>5689390> Camp out by the ocean for the night and watch the waves and stars. This far out from civilization, you’ll be free of the normal light and air pollution.
My dumb bird brain just was thinking. Everything Sean does can be interpreted with a generous heaping helping of salt to be freeing in some way. He liberated a nation from a corrupt dictator. He's working to set a tired old man free from his immortal coil. He let the chaos cat out of the box. He lifted Nessie out of a loch. He concluded the long watch of a man long dead. He brings out the buddy trapped in the glove as much as he can. Even the stuff we spitball and fuck around with can be interpreted with that theme. Starting the Wolves to give people freedom from burdens of finances or an unwanted peaceful living. Helping Croc to stop being a prisoner both literally and figuratively to his urges and appetite. Even joking about grabbing Jinx to try and let her structure her magic so it won't ruin her life (granted that would require a certain continuity). All the way back to his own motivation of finding a purpose in life, freeing himself of the fugue he was in. Liberating the squad of their enslavement, permanently. What a good lad. This isn't mental gymnastics and a skewed moralization to help cope with massive amounts of bloodshed and violence. Thank you, stupid brain.
>>5689421> This isn't mental gymnastics and a skewed moralization to help cope with massive amounts of bloodshed and violence.I believe this unironically. Sean's morality is rather simple even if it's not noble. He was killing enemy soldiers before and he is killing enemy criminals now. He lived by his duties to his superior, his tasks and his friends before and he still does the same now.
>>5689421Yeah, I would say Sean is definetly more antihero than the henchman he started as. I don't know if Sean would ever be a true superhero because he simply doesn't have the resources and his skillset tends to lean towards massive bodycount.
>>5689390> Camp out by the ocean for the night and watch the waves and stars. This far out from civilization, you’ll be free of the normal light and air pollution.Throw in brief rolling thunder storm to make it more primeval.
>>5689421>The american dream do not betray us. >The government betrayed the american dream in us.
>>5689421Also, about bird brain.
>>5689390> Set up by a river wide enough for Nessie to swim in and have a little cookout. Toss some fresh beat meat on the grill, crack open a few beers, and kick back.
>>5688089>>5687996I'm pretty sure it was him listening to Discord faggots bitch and moan in his ears over how we were having to much of the wrong kind of fun with Manic, cut himself up into to many side stories, then burned out trying too appease homos that hate things being fun. Or another truck hit him...>>5687998Based taste by the way. But I will never forgive Void for making us hard reset all the way to the Master San's Arm moment just to give the homo pushers some pandering. WE NEVER GOT TO DEVELOPE OUR TEXAS GROUPIE WAIFU!>>5688087The Quest or making a Quest about the old QM having a Trigger event and has been doing cape shit while we wait for his meta fanfiction?
>>5689421Sean has never gone anything wrong and only looks out for his people. Those kids assaulted him, and he acted in self-defense and not totally profiting from violence and wars.
Howdy anons; looks you'll be camping out by the ocean for the night.Unfortunately, I'm gonna have to move our session today to Friday at 5:00 PM EST.Getting the next update done is proving to more difficult than I had expected, and I need the extra time to work through an irritating case of writer's block.In the meantime, feel free to pitch any topics of conversation / outdoors activities that you'd like to pursue while camping out.
>>5693050Will there be s'mores and booze?Topic ideas:>what was it like back in the old days>war then and now>why's there always some dipshit politicians around to fuck things aroun ?>discussion on the coolest animal ever (doesnt have to be the strongest. Magic animals will be discussed separately from normal mundane animals)>how great dogs are
>>5693050Have a little cookout. Toss some fresh bear meat on the grill, crack open a few beers, and kick back.Ask Thoth and Set how things were back when their worship was at it's prime. Set seems to be the source of much of the drama of that time. There must be humorous or interesting stories to tell. Somehow segue into the fact that we unwittingly came into the possession of the "Claw of Horus" and yet his cultists keep trying to kill us.Ask Jack to tell us about his life more. He spoke about it briefly before but we'd like to hear the full story.Ask Bobo and Nessie about how it's like to know that they are a part of the few non human animals to possess sapience? Have us and Bobo teach Nessie more about the world since she seems to know of so little besides her loch.Ask Pandion about his family life. We know much about him as a king, a warrior and commander but not about him as a son, a brother and a father.
>>5693050>>5693123>>discussion on the coolest animal ever (doesnt have to be the strongest. Magic animals will be discussed separately from normal mundane animals)>>how great dogs areI like these
>>5693050>"How come we're such a sausage fest?"Not just directed at Sean, but the whole party. Nessie obviously excluded, but input invited nonetheless
>>5693050>>5693624>>"How come we're such a sausage fest?"This
>>5693624What do you mean? Nessie's long neck is reminiscent of a sausage too. Don't exclude her.
>>5693798>"Because you keep killing the women Sean."
>>5693839> Hey Batgirl, Lady Vic and Double Dare are still alive, the rest were just bad luck.
>>5693050Talk about the diferent types of female allies and how keep them alive.
>>5693847>"That bitch Killer Frost had it coming! If she didn't want to die then she should had toned down the icicles.">"Thoth hold my bear, someone send me to hell real quick so I can strangle a bitch!"
Hey, anons.Apologies for another delay, but I still need a bit more time to get things in a state that I'm comfortable with.Before I forget to ask, once we're finished with the vacation, would you like to jump straight into the Jack's mission, or would prefer that we detour a bit and figure out what to do your Venezuelan payday?> Jump right back into the action. The vacation has been fun and all, but you're itching to cross the finish line.> Figure out what you're going to do with your payday. Ten million dollars opens up a lot of doors for a guy like you.> Other?
>>5694640> Figure out what you're going to do with your payday. Ten million dollars opens up a lot of doors for a guy like you.
>>5694640>> Jump right back into the action. The vacation has been fun and all, but you're itching to cross the finish line.
>>5694640> Jump right back into the action. The vacation has been fun and all, but you're itching to cross the finish line.
>>5694640Is the next mission gonna take long? Because if it's something like the Claw or the Scrolls then I'd choose the mission but if it's like the Ace of Winchesters then I'd like to use the payday.
>>5694640>> Figure out what you're going to do with your payday. Ten million dollars opens up a lot of doors for a guy like you.Fix/Upgrade/Buy the thing we need, a bit of training, a bit of see how fucked is gotham this time, talk with people, make plans, set thing into montion, ect.
>>5694640>> Figure out what you're going to do with your payday. Ten million dollars opens up a lot of doors for a guy like you.
>>5694640> Figure out what you're going to do with your payday. Ten million dollars opens up a lot of doors for a guy like you.We could buy more property to launder out more money.What I'm really interested in is purchasing unwanted and abandoned farm land on the cheap, slap on some druidic or nature magic to make plants grow faster, then hire people to farm for us. We get money, AND we provide income! Plus
>>5694817I think we have land already, a safehouse.We can try things there and if it works we put it on the others farms.
>>5694830More land = more muny + gainful employment. I'm thinking maybe a sponsorship too if we see anyone we like.Dunno, we'll probably end uh hiring a bunch of Mexicans, not that there's anything wrong with that. Offer up free magical health care and BOOM they're super happy.
>>5694640>Jump right back into the action. The vacation has been fun and all, but you're itching to cross the finish line.
>>5694686Good question, anon. I'd estimate that it won't take as long as the Ace of Winchesters, but you never know.Light spoilers ahead.You'll be doing a setup mission for intel, as normal; followed by the acquisition mission.I'm not going into it with expectations that it'll become as long as the Venezuela arc, but it hinges heavily on the decisions made during said missions.In unrelated news, looks like our jokes about mercenary forces rallying to topple an established government power just got a little less unrealistic.
>>5695357>In unrelated news, looks like our jokes about mercenary forces rallying to topple an established government power just got a little less unrealistic.>Batman and his friends come out of nowhere while we are camping out.>"Venezuela was not enough for you right?">"I swear before Set, Thoth, Hestia, Hades, Jehovah...>"...Shiva, Zeus and Santa Claus that I have nothing to do with this.">"And she lets Nessie go, she's with us."
>>5694640> Jump right back into the action. The vacation has been fun and all, but you're itching to cross the finish line.If I recall correctly, this should be the last one before...y'know. It'd be unfair to put it off.
>thread 2>"Rolling for chance to become a super sex god supervillain with a harem of supermodel henchwoman.">Anon rolled a sevenAnon didn't know what he was doing with that roll.
>>5695477>If I recall correctly, this should be the last one before...y'know. It'd be unfair to put it off.It won't be like that. A big thing about Sean and Ghostdad is that Sean want to go all out without thinking in his life and Ghostdad try to make sure he don't fie like the others before him. He will understand if we take out time to put everything in order before the last mission.>>thread 2>>"Rolling for chance to become a super sex god supervillain with a harem of supermodel henchwoman.">>Anon rolled a seven>Seven handsome dudes on the forest.Lol
>>5695357I've made up my mind then> Figure out what you're going to do with your payday. Ten million dollars opens up a lot of doors for a guy like you.> In unrelated news, looks like our jokes about mercenary forces rallying to topple an established government power just got a little less unrealistic.Was it ever unrealistic? I know from the top of my head that Rome and Egypt have had their administrations overthrown by foreign mercenaries, though you could argue semantics given that the distinction between army soldier and mercenary can become quite muddled.
Good evening, anons.Just wanted to post a quick reminder that our next session is Wednesday at 5:00 PM EST.I'm still not entirely done with the update, but I've made some excellent progress.I'm at about 10,500 characters and counting, there's still a hefty amount left. If I can't get it all done by the opening of the session, I'll get as much of it proofread and posted so that y'all have something to chew on while I power through the rest.As always, your patience is appreciated.
>>5697772Thenks and see you Axie!
>>5697772I love you
>>5697772Exciting stuff cant wait
>>5697772Howdy, anons.As predicted, I'm still not entirely done; give me a bit of time to polish what I've got written currently, and I'll move forward from there.
>>5698377https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sl3lcTZN7fIBy the time everything is unloaded at a patch of nearby shoreline, it’s quite late in the day.Still gives you plenty of time to fire up the portable grill and get the bear meat a’sizzling while everyone else starts to pitch a tent or lay out their sleeping bag.Sure, you could just bed down in the Set-Mobile, but that’d take all the magic out of it; like those yuppies who take their fancy trailers with them when they play pretend outdoorsman.No sirre, you’re going to experience the great outdoors in all their majesty.Once you’ve got a heaping helping of brown bear all cooked up, you get it all plated up and distributed to your hungry compatriots. In terms of refreshment, Set’s taken the liberty of cracking open an especially pungent vintage of white lightning for the special occasion. It tastes absolutely awful on the way down, but it leaves a happy warmth in your belly if you can down enough at once. And in the end, that’s what truly matters.Everyone is situated around a roaring bonfire, tucking into the spoils of the hunt with eager gusto.Off in the near distance, Nessie is splashing around the icy water and doing little acrobatic tricks whenever somebody tosses a hunk of bear meat her way.Inevitably, as befits a congregation of adult men with access to copious amounts of booze, the bullshitting and ball-breaking quickly begins.Eventually, the topic of conversation somehow twists its way to how war has changed over the centuries into its current state. And as befits any situation whereby inebriated veterans get together, it quickly degenerates into bitching about how things were better back in the old days; that politicians and generals are in constant competition to see who can make the most boneheaded decisions that get the most soldiers killed.“It’s a tragedy, that’s what it is.” Set proffers in between deep gulps of his drink.“At least back in the old days, you actually got a decent reward for putting your neck on the line. I’m not gonna pretend that it was a pure meritocracy or anything, but it was leagues ahead of the shitshow that’s going on today. From what I’ve seen, they pay peanuts and expect the world of you in return. Not to be a downer, but it seems like you’d have to be an idiot to voluntarily put yourself through all of that.”Pandion’s take is a bit more nuanced, but ultimately concurs with Set’s blunt assessment.“In those days, a general that did not lead from the front was no general at all. Leaders were motivated to ensure the safety of the men under the command; there was always a chance that they may be involved in the battle. The rules were simple; the men who fought the hardest conquered the toughest foes received the greatest rewards. To the victors go the spoils; land, wealth, prestige, all of the things that men have quarreled over for time immemorial. All of the honor has been stripped of it, replaced instead with empty congratulations.”
>>5698415> “Guess Vietnam taught the brass that shoveling unwilling conscripts into the meatgrinder doesn’t get a whole lot done. Especially when it makes em look so bad at the polls. Must’ve figured out that it’s far easier to just blast folks with propaganda and make it seem like it was their idea in the first place. Have em walk into the lion’s den and put their heads in the mouth themselves. And as soon as they’re gone, you just find another pack of idiots to take their places.”You reign yourself in and take a swig of your drink; the bitterness of it helps to get your mind off this bummer of a topic and onto happier things.Perhaps sensing the mood darken, Set quickly intervenes with a question that immediately derails all other potential avenues of conversation.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HuqagqnaDmY"How come we're such a sausage fest?! Where are all the loose women!? I haven’t gotten to part the Red Sea for centuries, and it’s going to be an eternity at this rate!” Set blurts out (more than a little drunk) while turning to point an accusing finger at you.The absurdity of the situation takes all the heat out of your response, one that you’re barely able to force out with a straight face.Every other fiber of your being wants to either bust out laughing, or strangle Set for putting you on the spot. > “Because they keep trying to fucking kill me! What am I supposed to do!? Proposition them for a date while they’re trying to blow my head off?”“Have you considered going for a surprise kiss instead of a headbutt? That always worked wonders for me.” Jack offers innocently, but with an impish quality to his voice that you can recognize from a country mile away.When you flip him the bird, he nearly chokes on his drink during the ensuing bout of snickering.Right when you think you’ve escaped this conversation topic, Set drags you right back into it, kicking and screaming.“Kid, you gotta stop taking it so personally. If I had a stater for every time that Nephthys tried to bump me off, I’d be able to fill the Nile with it.”Part of you is hoping for some kind of divine smiting so that this travesty will be over with faster.Alas, no celestial rescue arrives to bail you out.
>>5698435Pandion rubs his chin thoughtfully for a moment and offers his own uniquely unhelpful opinion on the matter.“Perhaps you’d be more suitable for an Amazon? My father always spoke of them as hardy warriors and ferocious lovers. With your prowess Sean, you’d make for an excellent challenge.”Sensing blood in the water, Bobo quickly jumps feet-first into your rapidly-worsening embarrassment.“Or maybe a nice superheroine! Somebody’s gotta keep you in line, after all! I could call in a few favors at the JLA and hook you up with a few blind dates, just say the word.”Your torment is interrupted by a mixed gurgle and bark from Nessie.While grinning like a madman, Bobo is more than happy to translate her message.“Nessie says that she’ll always love you, Sean!”His joyous proclamation erodes the last vestiges of any remaining self-control, and you nearly tear up from the force of your laughter.When you finally recover your composure, you deliver a stern ultimatum.> “You’re all traitors. This means war, mark my words. Every single one of you, will never recover from the eventual vengeance that I will exact for this indignity.” You faux-bluster, doing your best impression of a particularly smarmy lieutenant you had the displeasure of serving under.Mercifully, that’s the last of the targeted harassment, at least for the time being.
>>5698439During a lull in the conversation, you take a moment to direct a question towards Set and Thoth; one that has piqued your idle curiosity for a long while.> “I’ve got to ask, what was it like when your pantheons were at their peak? It must’ve been quite the sight.”https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9UmfH_cwdwoSet shrugs in response, while Thoth just ignores the question entirely; more focused on his plate overflowing with bear brisket. “I mean, I had priests and temples and all that jazz, but it never really did a whole lot for me. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed the awed worship just as much as any other red-blooded deity, but having a pack of sycophants crowing in my ear all the time got old quick. It was always the same old shit too; ‘Grant me victory in the battles to come’, ‘Please let the drought end before my family starves’, ‘Help me get lucky with the girl of my dreams’, etc.When you get right down to it, praying for good things to happen has never accomplished a thing. Sure, maybe I would toss out a blessing or two from time to time so that the plebs would go away satisfied, but I learned real quick that coddling people robs them of any initiative to improve.”Somewhat surprisingly, Thoth is nodding along in tacit agreement.“Me, I’ve always preferred to hand my power out personally to those with qualities I admire; believer or not. I’m guessing you might just know the type to catch my interest; young upstarts with more guts than sense, massive chips on their shoulders, flexible moral frameworks, the ability to take a joke while being stubborn as a mule....” Set says, fixing you with a pointed gaze and a crooked grin.Thoth chuckles slightly when Set immediately dives for cover when lob an empty beer can his way. Your mentor / patron / irredeemable pain in the ass lets out a muffled curse when you still manage nail him right in the head.Once everybody is settled back down, you ask a more delicate question.> “Have there been any notable champions before me? I can’t imagine that I’m the first.”“You’d be surprised, I can be quite the picky bastard. I’ve only taken a few mortals under my wing, but the one I remember best has to be Setne.”As soon as Set drops the name, Thoth’s normally impassive features twist into an angry snarl.The overt anger quickly disappears behind a cool mask of indifference, but it’s still simmering just beneath the surface.Meanwhile, Set is prattling on; either oblivious or uncaring to Thoth’s disapproval.“You ever heard of Prince Khaemweset? That was his birth name, before he and I became acquanted. He was the son of Ramesses the Great, and boy did he ever hate the old man’s guts. Anyhow, Setne was probably the most brilliant human magician I’ve ever encountered. No offense intended, but he would blow you out of the water in a battle of spells.”
>>5698452Thoth cuts in with a voice that positively drips with veiled irritation.“He was also a pathological liar, traitor, thief, and a festering blemish on humanity’s collective existence.” “Eh, you just needed to know how to motivate him. He may’ve had his rough spots, but nobody’s perfect.” Set fires back, more amused than actually insulted on his former ally’s behalf.“Setne was a walking catastrophe and you know it! He broke into countless sacred tombs to pillage artifacts, stole powers from the gods themselves, placed unholy curses on the land, and unearthed horrific secrets that jeopardized the fate of every dynasty! It’d be quicker to list what he wasn’t guilty of! He committed blasphemy, perversion of magic, murder-for-hire, regicide, treason, robbery, just to name a few! If it was codified in a formal statute of laws, he made of point of cruelly violating it!”“Completely true. But that’s not really why you’re so wound up. C’mon, tell the kid why or I will.”Thoth sighs, a shade of shame slipping into his otherwise monotone voice.“He also broke into my private library and purloined an unfinished manuscript that he passed off as his own work.”Set cracks up laughing at Thoth’s face, a sour frown that gives the impression that he’s drank a gallon of hyper-concentrated lemon juice.“To make a long story short, Horus ended up lopping his head off after he got a little cocky, and he’s been a thorn in Osiris’ ass ever since. Turns out he’s got a nasty habit of escaping from the Underworld and spreading the gospel of chaos. Guess you can’t keep a bad man down.” Set practically cackles at the last part of the sentence.Thoth snaps his fingers and proceeds to dryly recite the handwritten contents of the notebook that appears.“When Setne escaped for the first time, he covertly undermined the Ashikaga shogunate in Japan, eventually leading to its collapse and the beginning of the Warring States period.When Setne escaped for the second time, he ended up passing on some dangerous ideas and tips to Robespierre and the rest of the Jacobins in France, setting the stage for the French Revolution and the eventual Reign of Terror.When Setne escaped for the third time, he figured it’d be funny to give some random Chinese peasant a prophetic vision that convinced said peasant that he was the brother of Jesus Christ, an event that swiftly preceded the Taiping Rebellion.And after his most recent escape, he guided Gavrilo Princip to success in his targeting of Archduke Franz Ferdinand, sparking the fuse that would lead to the First World War.” “You would’ve liked him, Sean. He was always a big hit at parties." Set insists, successfully managing to bait Thoth into a pointless argument.While Set and Thoth undergo a fresh round of ancestral bickering, you take the opportunity to sneak away and snag some more grub.
>>5698439>“Perhaps you’d be more suitable for an Amazon? My father always spoke of them as hardy warriors and ferocious lovers. With your prowess Sean, you’d make for an excellent challenge.”I think he is onto something
>>5698458When you return with a new plate, you notice that Jack is sitting idly and just watching the crackling of the fire.You sit right next to him, and after some polite conversation, ask a question about a burning curiosity of yours.> “Would you mind telling me a bit more about your life; your first one?” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hbt64qwKe9gJack seems a tad mournful when he speaks of those days long gone, as though he still mourns its passing.“My origins, such as they were, possessed nothing of inherent notability; I was born on March 17, 1825 to a storied but impoverished noble family.In those days, the strength of a title and its hereditary might was enough to secure a long and comfortable life. Unfortunately, my father possessed a singularly ravenous inability to manage his spending.Whatever he didn’t manage to lose at card tables, he frittered away on pointless luxuries in the name of maintaining the family’s social standing.I was still a child when I learned that our ancestral manor was at risk of seizure; collateral to help encourage the settling of his overwhelming debts. In his desperation, my father finally discovered a medicine capable of curing his fiduciary ills and keeping the creditors at bay.By marrying the daughter of a wealthy merchant family, he would be able to secure a lucrative dowry that would keep him from insolvency, as well as the promise of future stipends to maintain his bon vivant image.The only issue with that neat solution was that he was already married to my mother; a public annulment of the marriage would’ve threatened to tar the sanctity of the family name with a brush of scandal. So instead, he accused my mother of thievery and a slew of unrepeatable sins; a pretext to have us expelled from the family estates and struck from the ancestral records.I was but a boy of 13 when he kicked us onto the street with little more than the clothes on our backs and the few belongings we could carry.Despite my mother’s impassioned pleas, none of her former contacts would open their doors to us; the stigma inflicted upon us tainted my mother and I with a scarlet letter that made us persona non grata to higher society.She eventually found menial employment as a washerwoman, and struggled valiantly to protect me from the cruelties of rough living.”
>>5698520“Less than six months after our dismissal from the familial tree, my mother was struck down by cholera. I could not even afford the cost of a private burial; her body was dumped in a mass grave and set alight like so much kindling and refuse.As I watched the flames consume her, an anger welled up inside of me, one that refused to be quenched until my death.In that moment, I swore to myself that I would make my father regret his dishonorable actions.One night, while my father and his new wife were out on the town for another round of brown-nosing with other nobles, I set my plan into action, slipping over the wall of the estate with ease.My goal was to steal everything of value, and then set the manor ablaze; an expense that would surely ruin my father and his benefactors.In exchange for a portion of the eventual proceeds, the footmen and kitchen staff were more than happy to help aid in my heist. In fact, many of them had never forgiven my father for what he did to my late mother; something that I was more than happy to exploit.After a tense night’s work, we had successfully cleaned the place out and stoked a mighty fire that consumed that ancestral abode to its blackened foundations.Upon his return, my dear father was wroth with fury and rightfully suspected me of the caper, leveraging his quickly-dwindling contacts to issue a formal warrant for my arrest.I immediately fled the city for my own safety, quietly elated by the news and my newfound fortune.Unfortunately, the entire escapade went off without the slightest hitch.”> “Why would that be unfortunate? I’d be over-the-moon after cleaning that bastard out.”“I felt the same way, at the time. But such wild success served to plant a truly dangerous thought in my psyche. In a single night, I had easily secured a bounty of wealth capable of sustaining myself for a very long time. Why then, would I ever deign to stop?Soon, I had fully embraced my criminal nature and entered a brotherhood of highwaymen, brigands, and cutpurses.I was not a good man in those days, though that all changed when I met the woman who would I would eventually marry and raise a son with.”
>>5698522“To my shame, I cannot recall either of their names; though I can still remember when we first met. She was a peasant farmer whose village I would occasionally visit to fence my stolen goods. When I first saw her face, I was practically struck dumb by her quiet beauty and kind nature.It took an uncomfortably long amount of time to work up the nerve to request a courtship, but I soon learned that she harbored a similar affection for me.Soon, we had eloped and began a family of our own.I attempted to retire from my life of banditry and thievery, but bounty hunters and bailiffs pursued us relentlessly; eager for the price on my head. I was soon compelled to make the heart-wrenching choice to part from my wife and son; to ensure their own safety.After fleeing across the Atlantic Ocean to America, I had initially hoped to hide among the urban landscapes of the Eastern Shore and have my family smuggled across later when my trail was cold. Unfortunately, my pursuers proved to be more canny than I had anticipated, and I barely avoided capture; forcing me to flee into the vast wilderness of the west.To make ends meet, I fell back into my bad habits and began a protracted campaign of petty larceny, stagecoach robbery, and horse thievery. Ironically, my fortune came to an end after a boneheaded gunslinger ran me to ground when he became convinced that I took grievous liberties with his female companion; a crime that I would never even think about committing. Shortly after he captured me, he had me hanged from the branch of the nearest tree; as the noose bit into my throat, I didn’t protest overmuch.Though it rankled to be executed for a crime that I would never lower myself to commit, I was honest enough to acknowledge that I spent the bulk of my life committing offenses that qualified me for a short drop with a sudden stop.So in the year of our Lord 1853, that’s how the mortal existence of one James Craddock came to its abrupt and inglorious end.Things were..…hazy afterwards, when I was first consigned to my current form.Thus ends our sordid tale. It may not have been much of a life, but it was mine.”
>>5698527(That's all for tonight, anons. I'm about tuckered out from getting that all ready for print, hope it was worth the wait. I've got a couple other sections that I need to complete, and will have posted on Friday at 5:00 PM EST.If there are any questions / comments regarding what I've written thus far, I'm more than happy to oblige. Apologies for the wall of text.)
>>5698531Thanks for the update Axis
>>5698531Perhaps you’d be more suitable for an Amazon? My father always spoke of them as hardy warriors and ferocious lovers. With your prowess Sean, you’d make for an excellent challenge.”“Or maybe a nice superheroine! Somebody’s gotta keep you in line, after all! I could call in a few favors at the JLA and hook you up with a few blind dates, just say the word.”We could hit two birds with one stone. There are some amazonians in the justice league that aren't misandrists or opt for non amazonian hardy warriors and ferocious loversIts also a bonus that they are likely to survive our bad luck with women
>>5698582You underestimate the power of Sean's curse.
>>5698582What do you reckon seans chances are of getting with wonder womans mum?
>>5698582My heart will never waver from its current Titanic-shaped course.
>>5698582Wonderwoman/Powergirl Combo!>>5698531https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=alVoeZz2ee4Watch this for our next trip here.
>>5698872>What do you reckon seans chances are of getting with wonder womans mum?Sean has no good chance with anyone, so aiming low or high don't matter anymore.So not going for a Queen Amazon Milf is a coward move, and Sean is not a coward.HMAWHY
>>5699135>So not going for a Queen Amazon Milf is a coward move, and Sean is not a coward.Shit when you put it like that how can sean not do it
>>5699135>MilfMiss me with that shit taste.
>>5699203I thought I was the biggest faggot here wanting to fuck Jack or Constantine but you HAD to show me up eh anon?
>>5699207Me? A faggot? You must've got me confused with someone else. Sure a milf is alright but in comparison to other archetypes of women it gets blown the fuck out.
>>5699211I'm a real deal human. Alien poon just ain't for me.
>>5699211>>5699203What is wrong with wanting to fuck a hot immortal warrior queen? She even have bodyguards, so maybe she will survive enogh to fuck with Sean a couple of time before dying for some reason.Also, what is the appel of Starfire beyond the body? I understand she is cute and all, but you will have to deal with a mental child in bed sooner or later.Is the corruption angle get you hard? Or is the gullible little girl is supermodel body what you are aiming for? Or something diferent?
>>5699457Mental child? Damn bro. I just like the archetype of the caring and big hearted "team mom", I'll admit that I dunno shit about starfire in the lore but I got the impression that she was similar to Katara from ATLA if you want another example. That kind of attentive, considerate and loving character warms my cold heart.
Wasn't the chick we killed and took the shield from an Amazon?
>>5699569Yeah but ideally we arent trying to actively kill our romantic prospects
>>5699566>I want DC KataraThat is nice. I was attracted to the idea of dating WW's mom because my instinctive need to go of the marrying queen/goddess of setting route.But where we find our Katara? If I remember right there was this black woman that could transform in animals, and she wasn't a bitch. It was a tv serie so maybe she is diferent. Maybe she was on Marvel side i'm not sure.
>>5699569Sean thought so but she was actually from Apokolips
>>5699722I feel like that's worse. What about that ww rogue that's just fucking huge? She might stand a chance.
Hey, anons. Gimme like ten minutes to polish a couple issues with our next update.
>>5698527After thanking Jack for entrusting you with his story, you notice that Pandion is pacing back and forth on the outskirts of the camp, an uneasy expression marring his features.When you approach, his face darkens, and he gestures for you to fall in behind him as he marches away into the wilderness.After a twenty-minute hike down the shoreline that is punctuated by stony silence, Pandion abruptly turns towards you.“My father, Cecrops, was a shrewd ruler and wise general who earned the respect and love of his people for always making them his primary responsibility. However, such dedication comes at a subtle cost; a maxim I would swiftly learn.As a ruler, he was unmatched; as a father, he was little more than a bully and a tyrant.”From the way that Pandion’s eyes are staring off in the distance, it feels more like he’s talking to himself, a bugaboo of the past come forth to roost in his waking thought.“From the moment that I could walk, he began my training in the art of the battle and statecraft; never once gracing me with even an ounce of praise.Whenever I would falter, he would press me to continue with the threat of grievous punishment. Not for me, but for my friends and servants; having them beaten in front of me for even the slightest misstep.In time, I grew to hate him further with every punishment meted in my stead, and resolved to never fail and condemn another to a taste of the lash for my own imperfections.However, upon my first taste of combat, I soon realized the value of his brutal lessons. Where other men fell, I flourished, the heat of battle serving as the catalyst that forged me into the man that stands before you today.He taught me that the foundation of victory relies on four pillars; discipline, bravery, honor, and cunning.When he was slain in battle, I refused to mourn his death, but honored him by carrying our mantle in a manner that he would feel pride in.Many years later, my darling Pylia blessed me with four sons, each of them forged in my own image.Aegeus was my firstborn and heir; I trained him exactingly from childhood in matters of leadership and war, much like my own youth. I was not as harsh a taskmaster as my father, but I strayed uncomfortably close at times. In matters of pure strength and athleticism, he was the greatest of the brothers. In battle, he favored the labrys, a heavy two-handed Minoan axe that greatly complimented his natural aptitude for violence.Pallas, my secondborn, would always stumble into trouble if left to his own devices, even as a child. From an early age, I noticed that he possessed a keen potential in matters of subterfuge, something that I encouraged. In time, he learned to wear the shadows like the cloak and possessed a nimble grace and agility that put his other brothers to shame. When the time came to reveal himself in battle, he favored a pair of khanjar; daggers traditionally wielded by the desert tribes of the East."
>>5699910"Nysos, my thirdborn, was different from his older brothers. While Aegeus and Pallas possessed an easy charm with others, Nysos shunned human contact whenever possible, instead finding comfort among scrolls. He devoured knowledge like a starving man at a feast, and boasted a memory capable of recollecting every word he read. He was easily the wisest and most studious of my sons, though I still managed to impart the need f. In combat, he favored ambush tactics, wielding a Scythian recurve bow that struck down many of our foes.Lycus, my fourthborn, always knew just what to say to calm down our various disagreements and squabbles. A natural diplomat from birth, he understood matters of political intrigue and diplomacy with a sharpness that belied his youthful nature. On occasions when words lost their luster, he wielded the romach, a Thracian spear designed to harm cavalry and armored infantry. Many underestimated him due to his age and carefree nature, a mistake that few would live to repeat.When I was usurped and lay dying on my deathbed, I knew that no foe could ever hope to stand in the way of their combined skills. And yet, I dishonored them. Striking a pact with the Gods to guarantee their victory was an admission that I did not truly believe in my own flesh and blood to carry on my legacy.I stole that glory from them; a mark of shame that I can never wash away, one that would’ve infuriated my own patriarch.”Pandion sighs, suddenly seeming older than you’ve ever seen him.“The enchantment freeing me will not last much longer, Sean. Soon, I will be returned back into the Claw.I desire one last fight, a memory to eternally treasure in my confinement. No guns, no magic, just the measure of our own skill at arms.And I could think of no more worthy a foe to strike me down.Will you grant an old warrior this last honor? Be warned, this will be a fight to the death. I will not hold my blade back, despite the friendship we share.”In the end, you decide to...> Accept Pandion’s request. If a fight to remember is what he desires, you’ll give him one. Anything else would be an insult; despite the risk.> Refuse Pandion’s request. You don’t know if you can bring yourself to kill him, even if it’s only temporary. Not to mention the fact that you might not win.> Other?
>>5699913Idk man, what's the point of a fight to the death if you don't actually die? I don't see why Pandion would want it but... we do have Roll the Die yeah?
>>5699921I'll be kind enough to refresh it for this particular engagement, should that option be chosen.
>>5699913> Accept Pandion’s request. If a fight to remember is what he desires, you’ll give him one. Anything else would be an insult; despite the risk.Ughh... I have a bad feeling about this.
>>5699913The value of a life is measured in how it is spent, and I cannot imagine a greater purchase.>Accept the fight.Have the guys watch too. Seans the type of guy to literally risk his life for his friends. Its one thing to say it, but another to actually mean it, and there is a great proof.Once were done with freeing Jack from his mortal coil and freeing the sniper from Belle-Reeve, giving Pandion rest in Elysium should be next on the list.
>>5699924>>5699926Alright, what weapons will be used during your duel?Pandion will mirror your choice to keep things even.You choose...> Nothing, this'll be settled hand-to-hand. You've already beaten him like this once, you can do it again.> Knives. You've a dab hand for this sort of thing, though it'll probably be best to leave the Blade of Flame out of it.> Swords. Gaius trained you for a reason, and this has to be it.> Other?
>>5699936What option gets us the best modifier?
>>5699936I would go all three. Sean is trained in all aspects as well as Pandion. If it is to be a fight to remember it will be a fight to remember, to give the best one has against another. Give and leave everything on the table so there isn't any doubt.
>>5699936>>5699941Scratch that, looking at the pastebin, it's unarmed so I'll choose that.
>>5699936> Knives. You've a dab hand for this sort of thing, though it'll probably be best to leave the Blade of Flame out of it.
Rolled 2 (1d3)Looks like we've got a three-way tie; rolling to break it.1 = All of the above.2 = Fists3 = Knives
Rolled 7, 80 + 85 = 172 (2d100 + 85)>>5699964Alright, roll me some 1d100+80> DC to be determined.
Rolled 19 + 80 (1d100 + 80)>>5699966
>>5699966Come on Sean
Rolled 68 + 80 (1d100 + 80)>>5699966Is luck drain active or would that be cheating?
Rolled 41 + 80 (1d100 + 80)>>5699969>>5699966forgot dice
>>5699967>>5699970>>5699971That's a failure, would you like to use Roll the Die / Luck Drain?Doing so would go against the spirit of Pandion's request, but all's fair in love and war.> No, take the failure. You agreed to a clean fight.> Yes, activate Luck Drain. Nothing wrong with getting a bit of an edge. (If that still isn't enough, I'll ask again about using Roll the Die.)
This is about honor. No luck drain.
>>5699972>No, take the failure.
>>5699972> No, take the failure. You agreed to a clean fight.
> No, take the failure. You agreed to a clean fight.We don't need it here.
>>5699972>> No, take the failure. You agreed to a clean fight.
>>5699972Nah but I would like to mix it up by using the enviroment or exploiting a weakness.
>>5699974>>5699975>>5699976>>5699977So shall it be, writing.>>5699979That'll be fair game, don't worry.
>>5699982> “When you put it like that, I don’t have much option but to accept, now do I?”“Excellent! And your weapon of choice?”> “I’m good with doing this barehanded, just like the last time I kicked your ass.”It feels weird to say this kind of stuff to an erstwhile friend and mentor, but shit-talking during fights is just in your nature, for good or ill.“Then prepare yourself and hold nothing back.”https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K70nC0FbxiUFor a long moment, the both of you just size each other up, visualizing the various combinations and counters that will yield the greatest chance of success.As if guided by an unspoken signal, you and Pandion both leap to engage at virtually the same size; though the alcohol may’ve dulled your reflexes a tad, seeing as how Pandion gets the better of you during the first exchange of fists.He manages to slip a couple jabs through your guard, followed by a monster hook that almost knocks the spit out of your mouth when it connects.Operating on pure reflex, you throw a blind haymaker that manages to make him back off, but things are already off on a less than stellar foot.Once you have a moment of peace, you hock a bloody loogie and glare at your opponent.Pandion’s voice has a cold detachment to it that you’ve never heard before.“I told you that I wanted your best. If that’s all that you can muster, then perhaps I’ve chosen poorly.”> “Tough talk. Let’s see if you can back it up.”He says nothing, content to let your thoughts stew for a moment.The piecemeal plan you come up with is nothing earthshattering, but it’ll get the job done.You’re going to… > Feel him out with a couple loose jabs, then pivot into a full-body tackle. It’s risky, but if you can take him off-guard, you’ll be able to swing things in your favor.> Go for a straight clinch, just like your bout on Mount Olympus. It worked last time, and it’ll work now.> Navigate around his guard and catch him in the back of the leg. If you can hamper his mobility or cripple him, you’ll have a hefty advantage.> Grab a couple of smooth rocks and chuck them at his head and upper-body. If you can land a solid hit, you might be able to distract or maybe even concuss him.> Use the story he told you about his family against him. If you can provoke him into a blind rage, you’ll have full control over the tempo of the fight; even if it does feel a little dirty. (Feel free to include a specific phrasing or person to insult, otherwise I’ll go with my own.> Do a bit of sleight-of-hand and conceal some sand in your non-dominant hand. When the time is right, you’ll throw it right into his eyes.> Other?
>>5700002>> Feel him out with a couple loose jabs, then pivot into a full-body tackle. It’s risky, but if you can take him off-guard, you’ll be able to swing things in your favor.
>>5700002How about trying to get him to trip on a root or a rock or something to get an opening for a clinch? Put some sand in our pocket too as a back up.
>>5700007I will allow that, sure.
>>5700002>>5700007I'll back that.
>>5700002>>5700007 I support this
Rolled 25, 71 + 45 = 141 (2d100 + 45)>>5700007>>5700018>>5700026Alright, give me some 1d100+50 for the setup.> DC to be determined.
Rolled 28 + 50 (1d100 + 50)>>5700030
Rolled 3 + 50 (1d100 + 50)>>5700030C'mon now.
>>5700030>>5700050That mean I can roll again?
>>5700051Yep, go for it.Been a little quiet tonight.
Rolled 64 + 50 (1d100 + 50)>>5700030
Rolled 66 + 30 (1d100 + 30)>>5700032>>5700035>>5700055Off by a hair.This was just the set-up roll for the sand trick; doubt anyone would want to burn Roll the Die for that alone, so we'll keep moving along.Give me some 1d100+25 to keep Pandion distracted while you maneuver around.> DC to be determined.
Rolled 96 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5700057I have a feeling.
Rolled 18 + 30 (1d100 + 30)>>5700057Dropped my other roll, incoming.
Rolled 15 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5700057>>5700059Finally, a good roll.
Rolled 49 + 25 (1d100 + 25)>>5700057
>>5700060>>5700057>>5700059That tonight gonna be a good night.
>>5700059>>5700060>>5700061Well done, now to strike and get him into a clinch.Give me some 1d100+80DC to be determined.
Rolled 49 + 80 (1d100 + 80)>>5700065You forgot your dice again.
Rolled 4, 45 + 60 = 109 (2d100 + 60)>>5700065
Rolled 73 + 80 (1d100 + 80)>>5700065
Rolled 90 + 80 (1d100 + 80)>>5700065That tonight's gonna be a good night.
>>5700065>>5700067>>5700069That tonight's gonna be a good, good night.
>>5700069>>5700070A feeling ~ WOOOOO HOOOOO
>>5700066>>5700068>>5700069Looks like you've got him nicely tangled up.How do you leverage it to your advantage?> Begin pushing him towards the ocean. So long as you keep your back to the shoreline, you’ll have the territorial advantage.> Wind up for a headbutt, and go for the bridge of his nose. If you’re lucky, you might be able to drive a chunk of broken bone into his brain.> Force his dominant arm into an awkward position so you can snap it out of place. It’ll hurt like a motherfucker, and render the arm useless for the foreseeable future.> Take his legs out from under him, then stomp on his throat. If you can take out his airflow, it’s game over.> Go for a swift shot in the chops, and manhandle him into a full nelson. With his freedom of movement severely restricted, you’ll have this in the bag.> Other?
>>5700072I want to use terrain, but this is by far the most appropriate and in-character choice.> Wind up for a headbutt, and go for the bridge of his nose. If you’re lucky, you might be able to drive a chunk of broken bone into his brain.
>>5700072>> Begin pushing him towards the ocean. So long as you keep your back to the shoreline, you’ll have the territorial advantage.
>>5700072> Force his dominant arm into an awkward position so you can snap it out of place. It’ll hurt like a motherfucker, and render the arm useless for the foreseeable future.
>>5700073Old-fashioned dirty fighting. No tricks or showboating. Brutal and physical.
>>5700072Could we break a kneecap? Better to take out a leg I feel.>>5700073You haven't got it wrong yet so I'll support what you decide
>>5700079Thanks. We are going out of our way to fight with honor and give the old man a real good fight. No need to try to prematurely end it or limit his ability to give it his all.
>>5700079Sure, a knee shot is viable.
>>5700087In case it wasn't clear, Im choosing:> Wind up for a headbutt, and go for the bridge of his nose. If you’re lucky, you might be able to drive a chunk of broken bone into his brain.
>>5700091Thanks again for the backing. I don't think I have another one in me though.
Rolled 70, 42 + 55 = 167 (2d100 + 55)>>5700073>>5700091Alright, a headbutt it is.Give me some 1d100+80> DC to be determined.
Rolled 27 + 80 (1d100 + 80)>>5700092Ye of little faith.>>5700093
Rolled 68 + 80 (1d100 + 80)>>5700093
Rolled 29 + 80 (1d100 + 80)>>5700093
>>5700094>>5700095>>5700100Alright, that's a success.That'll be all for tonight, anons.We'll pick back up from here on Wednesday at 5:00 PM EST.As always, thanks for playing! Hope you all have a happy 4th of July.
Rolled 51 + 80 (1d100 + 80)>>5700095nice one.>>5700094watch.I got a feeling.
Rolled 52 + 80 (1d100 + 80)>>5700108I got a feeling too bro