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So the attack on the Nebula nightclub is even bloodier than anyone thought it might be. Multiple cars crashed into the walls, frag and smoke grenades going off, death and destruction everywhere, shit's complete chaos.

In other words, it's an ordinary night in Heat City.

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>>4048992

Now from the sound of those sirens, the police are disappointed they weren't invited to the party and want to get in on the action.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=agCiXI8kZjE

Turn 7 begins.

>>4048994

Name: Ramov
Type:Assassin

HP 6
Edge 0/4
Move 4
Defense 6


Hard: 1
Cool: 3
Sharp:0
Wierd: 2

Weapons: x2 Pistols, Pistol, fists
Special talent: Bullet time
Gear: Smoke grenades
Crit at 8

>move 4 west
>move 3 south and 1 west
>grab the ammo (how much ammo do i get?)

"Fucking pigs incoming! We better finish this dance up"

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>>4048986
Rule sheet for reference.

>>4048994
Name: Blackjack
Type: Assassin
HP 1/5
Edge 0/5
Move 4
Defense 7

Cool: 3
Sharp: 1
Hard: 0
Weird: 2

Bullet Time (0 AP, 1 Edge.) Evade the first attack vs you this turn. At the end of next turn, you can [Flash Step] (1AP) behind attacker.
Katana- DMG 3, +1 DEF
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1
Smoke Grenades- (3 Uses): Area 2, lasts 2 turns. -4 ACC to attacks in or through

>S 4
>E 3, S 1
>[React] Make a Quickshot on anyone inside the bathrooms, if Sin or Rick opens the door.

Rolled 1, 7, 4 = 12 (3d10)

>>4048994
Name: Caphound
Type: Psycho
Stats: HP 3/7, Edge 2/4, Move 5, Defence 4, Crit on 7
Factors: Hard 2, Cool 0, Sharp 0, Weird 3
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), Bat (Melee, Damage 3), Ball (1 AP, 1 Use, Range 10, 2 Damage, Stun)
Special Talent: Animal Within
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 AP, 1 Use, deploy adjacent, friendlies can restock for 2 AP with 2 Uses to fully restore magazine and reserve ammo)

Attack Punk with Bat
Shoot Punk 2 Southeast, 1 South with Pistol
Reload Pistol

Some punk with a particularly massive mohawk rushes Caphound, so she cracks the knife out of his hand with the bat in her hand. She may also have crunched a few bones and been shot at some point in there. She lives for the moment, not the memory. She swings again, this time for his knee. He stumbles forward and screams, which draws out a sick chuckle in turn as Caphound kneels behind the punk to line up a half-decent shot on some dickhead going at Twitch and Oka. It wasn't that he'd stop a bullet or anything. Any gangster in Heat City would have a handgun big enough to drill straight through a man. Nah, she just doubted their ruthlessness. She herself wouldn't hesitate, unless it was Okeana. Maybe Solomon, too. He was alright.

For a more gentle sort, the way she calmly actioned a reload of her pistol with a man howling and bawling in pain next to her may have been disquieting, maybe even nightmarish. Certainly, the dog mask added a surreal element that wouldn't be out of place in a horrid fever dream. But if any of the crew were a gentle sort, they'd be dead by now. Except for that goth, Penny or whoever. Whatever. She shrugs and moves to make a final crippling blow on her impromptu cover. Killing him outright would be less fun. Amusingly, he still tried to get out of the way of the bat. He still thought he might come out of this intact. Caphound cackles.

>>4049007
Everything. Magazine and reserve ammo. It doesn't say to specify a weapon, so just assume it restores all weapon ammunition unless Raven says otherwise.

>>4048994
>Name: Boulder
>Class: Thug
>Stats: HP 5/9, Edge 3/4, Move 4, Defense 8 (+1 Drug kit), Crit on 10
>Factors: Hard 4, Cool 4 (+1 Drug kit)
>Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12), Bruiser (Melee, Damage 3, Crit on 9)
>Special Talent: Powerhouse
>Gear: Drug Kit (1/3)

>Move NE2, N1, E1
>Move S4
>Take Drug Kit
>Edge 1 Move SE1, S1

Rolled 10, 8, 8 = 26 (3d10)

>>4048994

> [Stats]
[Operator] || C: 3 || H: 0 || S: 3 || W: 0 ||
|| HP: (5/5) || Edge: (2/7) || Move: 4 || Defense: (4)+3 || Crit: 10 ||
> [Load-out]
[AR] || Rng: 20 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: (3/4)(4/16) || {Auto} ||
[Pistol] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: (4/4)(12/12) ||
[Fists] || Rng: 1 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: n/a || Crit: +1 ||
[Ammo bag] || {Deploy}: Place an ammo bag adjacent to Player. This action costs 1AP and can be done twice. || {Restock}: While next to an ammo bag, restore all magazine and reserve ammo. This action costs 2AP and can only be done twice.
> [Skills]
[Lightning reload] || Once per turn, reload for 0 AP. ||


> -1AP, -1Amm || Take a [Quick shot] @ [NE]x9 with the [AR].
> -1AP, -1Amm || Take a [Quick shot] @ [NE]x9 with the [AR].
> -0 AP || Activate [Lightning Reload].
> -1AP, -1Amm || Take a [Quick shot] @ [NE]x2, [N]x7 with the [AR].

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Rolled 4, 7 = 11 (2d10)

>>4048994
Shhnnk fffsh, shhnnk fffsh, do you hear that? Baron Samedi is digging a pit for you! How deep will it be? How long will it take?
Maybe it's almost done already!

>Precognate the demise of the fatman that punched Alan (Weird +3)
>Put an aimed SMG shot into him
>Reload SMG

Name: Doctor Ben
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 5/5, Edge 5/5, Move 4, Defence 6, Crit on 7+ (6+ w/ SMG)
Factors: Weird 3, Cool 2, Sharp 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), SMG (Range 10, Damage 3, Ammo 1/12, Auto, +1 Crit)
Special Talent: Visions of Death
Gear: Frag Grenades x2 (AoE 2, dmg 4, rng 5/20)

Rolled 1, 1, 10, 7, 10, 7, 1, 9 = 46 (8d10)

The sound of sirens cut through the gunfight. The police is here. There are some dancing partners with steps you never try to match. The Boys in Blue roll deep and heavy and they always, always, always bring donuts and lead in abundant supply.

Twitch marks, in the little quiet space in his head, that he's none too used to the palpation of the heart that come with genuine worry. It's rule number #3. You Don't Mess With The Cops.

This needs to be done with.

>>4048994
>[1] Take pill, Sharp. [Shootdodge] double-tap goon who is 1W [v5, d2, c9, 4rolls], move 4W
>[1] Take Pill, Sharp. Shootdoge 2S, 1SE. Double-tap Shades. [v5,d2,c9,4rolls] slide 1W.
>[1] Sharp check. Tell these fine gentlemen the reality of the situation using FACTS and LOGIC. We don't all need to kill each other today. We can do that some other day.
>[0] Try not to throw up. I hate combat stimms. Everything hurts.

" GENTLEMEN. JACKS, KNAVES AND KNIGHTS.

GIVE US THE ACCOUNTANT. THAT'S THE MAN WE WANT.
YOU ALL GET TO LIVE.
THE POLICE IS COMING.
YOUR FRIENDS ARE *NOT*.

GIVE US THE ACCOUNTANT. SEND HIM OVER. STAY ALIVE.
DO THE MATH. "

Operator Twitch
Hp 2/5 | Edge 0:7+3 | Move 4
Def 6 | Crit 9
Cool 2 | Sharp 3+1+1+1
Hard 0 | Weird 1
[Shootdodge]

-Pistol (×2): Rng10, Dmg2, 0:0:0
-Fist: M, Dmg2, >=8 crit
-Pills(0/3)

-Marks: 14
-Sharp+1 [1]
-Sharp+1 [3]
-Sharp+1 [3]

Heckler, Solomon, that staff room behind the drinks bar. We're looking for two men in ties.

Bust the door open and look inside, would you? Be a good hiding spot.

Rolled 2, 5 = 7 (2d10)

>>4048994

"I'm full o' holes and now the fuckin' cops are coming... A cig would do me some good... HEY! YOU BALD FUCK WITH THE GLASSES! COME 'ERE!"

> Move 1NE 3E
> Move 1NE
> Crush SE Glasses' head (Bruiser Fists) [Hard]
> Steal his cigarette and take a mighty puff.

Name: Solomon
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 2/9, Edge 3/4, Move 4, Defence 7, Crit on 10
Hard 4 / Cool 3 / Sharp 0 / Weird 0
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12)
Bruiser Fists (Melee, Damage 3, Crit on 9)
Special Talent: Powerhouse [+1 Hard, Resistant to Crits]
Gear: Armor Bag (0/1)

Rolled 9, 3 = 12 (2d10)

>>4048994
Name: Jenny Death
Type: Brain
HP 4/5 Edge 2/7
Move 4 Defense 4 Crit 7
Sharp 3 Weird 3
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/12)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit+1)
Taser (Range 10, Stun 2, Ammo 2)
Gym Bag
First Aid Kit
Armor Bag

Jenny’s song is interrupted as the fat bastard’s fist strikes her vest.
“You’ll pay for that!”
>[Quick Shot x2] Jenny squeezes off the last rounds of her pistol into the fatso.
>[Move] 2 up. Jenny walks away from the disgusting shambling pile of lard that touched her inappropriately.

>>4049739

your hps at 1 now not 4

>>4050023
I’m wearing armor, so the punch only did one damage. My current health is 4/5.

>>4048994


>Move 1 N and 2 W
>Take Cover
>React, shot if an enemy is in my sights.
Name: Castle
Type: Enforcer
Stats:
HP 4/8
Edge 0/6
Move 5
Defence 5
Crit on 10

Factors: Hard 3, Sharp 2, Cool 0, Weird 0, Move 1

Weapons:
- Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/10)
- Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
- Shield (Block) (1 AP): Full cover Vs all shots from one direction.

Special Talent: Teamwork Tactics: Friendlies next to you get +2 to Hit and +1 to Move.

Gear: Medic Bag (Deploy) 1AP 1Use; Deploy medic bag adjacent. Friendlies next to it can [Full Heal] (2 AP, 3 uses) to fully heal themselfs.

Rolled 2, 9, 5, 5 = 21 (4d10)

>>4048994
"My blade calls for your blood!"
>Cool roll to Vault and Move 4W
>Cool roll to sweep Fatso SW's legs.
>Quick slash Fatso SW with Katana

Name: Mizuchi
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 6/6, Edge 0/4, Move 4, Defence 6+1(Katana), Crit on 7
Factors: Hard 1, Cool 2, Sharp 0, Weird 3
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), Katana (Melee, Damage 3, Defense+1)
Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4 Uses)
Special Talent: Bullet Time

>>4048994
Name: Sin
Type: Psycho
Stats:
HP 7/7 Edge 5/5
Move 4 Defense 5
Hard 2 Cool 1 Sharp 1 Weird 2
Crit on 7

[SMG]: Rng: 10 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: 3/4 (Auto) +1 Crit
[Pistol]: Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: 4/12
[Fists]: Rng: Melee || Dmg: 2

Move:
NE:1
N:2
E:1


Action:
None

Dialogue:
None

>>4048994
Name: Ramirez
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 8/8, Edge 2/6, Move 5, Defence 5, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Sharp 2, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 2/8, Breach)
Special Talent: Steadfast (0 tokens)
Gear: Frag Grenades x0

>Move 1NE, 1E, 3N
>Move 1N, 3NW, 1E
>Take Cover
>Fire Shotgun at wall 3N, 1NE of me (Breach, 1 Edge)

Ramirez grunts as the bullet strikes him. Ducking back, he moves to take out the asshole responsible be utterly obliterated by return fire.

>>4049394
"Making a new door there! Duck and cover, everyone!"

Rolled 5 + 1 (1d10 + 1)

Fog of war.

>>4048994
>Sharp: Put my mask and shotgun on punk W, prop him up on cover in my square
>Take his old spot
>React E with pistol, crit 8

Entry, Psycho
HP 3, Edge 0, Def 5
Cool 1, Sharp 1, Hard 2, Weird 2
Shotgun (Breach D4 crit 8 Range 10 3/8), Pistol (D2 crit 8 Range 10, 4/12), Fists (D2, crit 7)
Doorkicker
Frag Grenades x1

>>4048994
Name: Heckler
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 5/7, Edge 1/6, Move 5, Defence 6, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 2, Cool 1, Sharp 2, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 4/4, Auto)
Special Talent: Inspire
Gear: Ammo Bag

>Move South West 2, West 3
>Reload AR
>Interact with the door

"Rick, stack up with me on the door. We're gonna breach in and clear. Sully, fall in on my location after we clear. We're gonna try and blast a way through the bathroom. Blackjack, cover our breach." Heckler begins rattling off as settles next to the door after the ping goes off, slipping a new magazine. "Oi, SIN OF SLOTH. GET THE FUCKING MOVE ON AND GET IN THE FIGHT! I'll shoot you for desertion if you don't make a move now!"

Rolled 1, 1, 1, 1 = 4 (4d10)

>>4048986
>Reload SMG
>Slit Fatso's Throat.
>Try to kick the Fatso through the wall past the other wall.

"That's a neat trick you did there. Lemme see if I can do that too."
[Psycho]

|| C: 0 || H: 2 || S: 0 || W: 3 ||

|| HP: 4/7 || Edge: 1/4 || Move: 5 || Defence: 4 || Crit on 7-10 ||
> [Load-out]
[SMG] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: 0/9 || {Auto} || +1 Crit
[Pistol] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: 0/12 ||
[Fists] || Rng: Melee || Dmg: 2 || +1 crit

> [Skills]
[Hurting Other People] || +1 Damage if you are not at Max HP ||

> [Gear]
[First Aid Kit] (AP: 1, Uses: 4)|| Heal yourself or a friendly next to you for 3 HP

Rolled 7, 6, 4, 6, 8, 5 = 36 (6d10)

>>4048994

Name: Blue Streak
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 3/5, Edge 3/5, Move 4, Defence 9, Crit on 8
Factors: Hard 0, Cool 3, Sharp 1, Weird 2
Weapons: x2 Pistols (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/11), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6),
Gear: Frag Grenades
Talent: Bullet Time

>Shoot Mohawk who stabbed me
(First 4 dice)
>Shoot Mohawk 3 E of me
(Last 2 dice)
>Move 1 N

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>4048994
>1Ap: Move 2W, 1N
>1 Edge: Yell for anyone in the bathroom South to: "GET DOWN ON THE GROUND & DROP WEAPONS!"
>2 Ap: Clear Bathroom of hostiles if they dont comply . DONT SHOOT ACCOUNTANTS. (Use full auto 3 ammo on enemie)

Name: Rick
Type: [Operator]
-Stats: 4/6 Hp | 3/6 Edge | 4 Move | 7 Def
-Factors: Col 3 | Srp 2 | Hrd 1 | Wrd 0
{Weapons}
•AR (Colt M16A2): Range 20, Dmg 3, Ammo 4/8, Auto
•Pistol (Glock 17): Range 10, Dmg 2, Ammo 2/12
•Fists: Melee, Dmg 2, Crit+1
[Class Skills]
•Lightning Reload: 1/turn reload is 0 ap
[Equipment]
•First Aid Kit: 1 ap, 0/4 uses, heal 3 hp

Rolled 6, 10, 5 = 21 (3d10)

>>4048994
Maximillian "Max" Thompson

>Stats:
Class: Operator
HP: 5/5
Def: 7
Armor: 0/2
Edge: 3/6
Move: 5
H: 0 | C: 3 | S: 2 | W: 0

>Gear:
Fists (Rng: Melee, Dmg: 2)
Pistol (Rng: 10, DMG 2, Ammo 4/12)
AR (Rng: 20, DMG 3, Ammo: 3/8, {Auto})
Armor Bag (2AP, 1/1 Uses): 3 Allies can take plates (2AP) that block 2 shots.
0
>Skills:
Shoot&Dodge (0AP, 1 Edge) Move and Shoot, spending additional edge to fire until mag is empty. Immune to reaction shots while moving.

>Deploy Armor Bag
>React for firing towards the door infront

>>4050572
A tear rolls down Jenny's cheek. Where did that come from?

>>4048994
Name: Jim
Type: Operator
Stats:
HP: 4/5
Edge: 3/7
Move: 5
Defense: 7
Factors:
Cool 2
Sharp 3
Hard (always) 0
Weird 0
Weapons:
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
AR (Range 20, Dmg 3, Ammo 4/8) + Auto
Special Talent:
Shootdodge
Gear:
Aid Kit (AP: 1, Uses: 3)|3HP
(+2 saved for next roll)


>>4050572
it's ok, he's already dead, probably


>>4049739
"You're fine, got a lot of padding after all!"

>Dip into Max's armor bag
-2AP +2Armor
>[React] +2 (If I see a guy)

Rolled 9, 8, 8, 9 = 34 (4d10)

>>4048994
The music was blaring; Oкeaнa was silent, but her gun certainly wasn't.

>Move 1N, 3W
>DMR shot: Shades 1NE, 1N of Harry
>DMR shot: Jack of Spades
>Lightning Reload
>[Spend 2 Edge]
>DMR shot, SW Fatty [x2]

Name: Okeana
Type: Operator
HP: 5/5
Edge: 1/7
Move: 5
Defense: 6
Crit on 10's

Factors: Hard 0, Cool 2, Sharp 3, Weird 0, Move 1

Weapons / Gear:
DMR (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 3/6)
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/12)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6)
First Aid Kit (1AP, 3/4) Heal self or adjacent friendly for 3 HP.
Armor (Passive, 2/2) Block 2 damage.

Rolled 6 (1d10)

>>4048994
"..."
>Move 1N 2NW 1N
>Armor up
>Quick shot the shades across the room with AR (dmg3, crit on +9)

Name: Honey Badger
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP:6/7 Edge:3/7 Move:4 Defense:4 Crit on 9+
Factors: Cool:0 Sharp:3 Hard:2 Weird:1
Weapons: Pistol (range 10, dmg2, 4/12 ammo)
AR (range 20, dmg3, 4/8 ammo, auto)
Fists (Melee, dmg2, crit +1)
Talent: Inspire
Gear: Drug Kit (3/3)

Rolled 6, 2, 2, 1 = 11 (4d10)

>>4048994
>Move 3West 1North
>Execute Mohawk N
>Take Cover

Operator Non Grata
Hp 2/5 | Edge 1/7 | Move 5
Def 6 | Crit 10
Cool 2 | Sharp 3
Hard 0 | Weird 0
[Shootdodge]

-Pistol (×2): Rng10, Dmg2, 1/4:8
-Fist: M, Dmg2, +1Crit
-Smoke Grenades (0/3)

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I gotta hit the hay before finishing the enemy turn tonight, apologies folks. I'll be working on it as early as possible afterwards.

>Move S , E3
>Move SE, E2, North against the corner
> Overwatch 1 Shot for armed goons South and East.
" Hold that thought, I got movement behind those doors. And police sirens outside "

[Brain] || C: 1 || H: 0 || S: 2 || W: 3 ||
Ap:3 HP:2/5 Mov:4 Edge:2/6 Def:+1
-SideArm:Beretta [][][][]/8 RNG:10 DMG:2 [Crit on 4]
Fists DMG:2 , Crit on [5]

Recon Pulse

Duffel Bag:
-Smoke Grenade 3/3 [probably fake ?]
-Frag Grenade 3/3
-Frag Grenade 0/3
/ A pack of Lucky strikes.

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>>4048994
An attack might be uncoordinated, but as long as you bring enough pain, you can get results. Violence is the intoxicating truth of the world, and right here you have a mainline to the good shit.

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>>4052210

The Jack bosses, made of stronger stuff than their cronies, show their mettle. Spades guns down Twitch in a hail of bullets, while Clubs comes charging out the bathroom, shrugging off pistol shots to shank the living shit out of Rick and turn his organs in a bloody mess. The gang takes its first losses of the night, even as the cops begin their approach. The shitstorm is threatening to turn into a full-on shit tornado.

R.I.P.
Twitch, Operator
19??-1987
Rick, Operator
19??-1987

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yte-4a6Cgt4

Turn 8 begins.

" I always knew. . . Math would get me . . . in the end /end/ "

Rolled 3, 3 = 6 (2d10)

>>4052222
Name: Ramirez
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 6/8, Edge 2/6, Move 5, Defence 5, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Sharp 2, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 0/8, Breach)
Special Talent: Steadfast (2 tokens)
Gear: Frag Grenades x0

>Steadfast
>Steadfast
>Quickshot at Jack of Diamonds with Shotgun
>Quickshot at Jack of Diamonds with Shotgun (1 Edge)

Ramirez ducks back against the counter as a hail of bullets fly overhead. Two answering booms and two send two shots downrange. "With pleasure!" He yells back. "We can take anything you throw at us!" Except for Twitch and Rick. Rest in peace you magnificent bastards.

Rolled 5 (1d10)

checked.. they will be missed

>>4052222


Name: Ramov
Type:Assassin

HP 6
Edge 0/4
Move 4
Defense 6


Hard: 1
Cool: 3
Sharp:0
Wierd: 2

Weapons: x2 Pistols, Pistol, fists
Special talent: Bullet time
Gear: Smoke grenades
Crit at 8

>Move 2 west 2 north
>move 2 north 1 east
>throw smoke 1 west of okeana

>>4049391

"cпи cпoкoйнo тoвapищ"

>>4052249

"Ramirez you crazy bastard get out of there!" You cant take him on alone!

Rolled 6 + 3 (1d10 + 3)

>>4052222

Name: Blue Streak
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 3/5, Edge 3/5, Move 4, Defence 9, Crit on 8
Factors: Hard 0, Cool 3, Sharp 1, Weird 2
Weapons: x2 Pistols (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/11), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6),
Gear: Frag Grenades
Talent: Bullet Time

>Move 1 NW, Vault car trunk
(First die)
>Move 4 N
>Shoot Jack boss near Ramirez
(Last 2 dice)

Rolled 7, 1 = 8 (2d10)

>>4052222
>>4052302

Other two dice didn't show up for some reason.

Rolled 2, 4, 5, 10, 10, 3, 9, 1 = 44 (8d10)

>>4052222
Name: Heckler
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 5/7, Edge 1/6, Move 5, Defence 6, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 2, Cool 1, Sharp 2, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 0/4, Auto)
Special Talent: Inspire
Gear: Ammo Bag

>(1 AP) Move 1 North West
>(2 AP) Mag dump the SOAB that shanked Rick (4 ammo auto)

Heckler was seeing red now. A squad mate had died and the fucker who did it was still alive. "I've got the bullet with your name on it, and I'm gonna keep firing until I find out which one it is."

Rolled 5, 10 = 15 (2d10)

>>4052222
Name: Blackjack
Type: Assassin
HP 1/5
Edge 0/5
Move 4
Defense 7

Cool: 3
Sharp: 1
Hard: 0
Weird: 2

Bullet Time (0 AP, 1 Edge.) Evade the first attack vs you this turn. At the end of next turn, you can [Flash Step] (1AP) behind attacker.
Katana- DMG 3, +1 DEF
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1
Smoke Grenades- (3 Uses): Area 2, lasts 2 turns. -4 ACC to attacks in or through

After Heckler's furious assault on the Jack, Blackjack almost immediately made a stab through the back of the man's neck. She would call it overkill, if she hadn't seen the Patriot in action, once. That made her reconsider what the human body was capable of withstanding.

>Make 1 Katana attack against Jack of Clubs
>1 NE, 3 E
>Throw Smoke Grenade behind Boulder

"Jacks now? They're jacking my branding, is what they're doing." Blackjack grumbles. She'd need to get Lena a new codename. Maybe something else gambling related? Roulette might be nice.

Sully rushes forward knife in hand and jabs it into flesh before using the opening to grab the fucker and swing him forward like a body shield to take a buncha bullets.

> Melee 1, Knife
> Melee 2, Grapple and if Knife succeeds Sully rams a dildo in his mouth and primes him to be spitroasted by lead.
> Melee 3, Hook arms around him, Grapple him to face lead.

"Killing a fellow coworker is 4 day suspension ! "

[Brain] || C: 1 || H: 0 || S: 2 || W: 3 ||
Ap:3 HP:2/5 Mov:4 Edge:2/6 Def:+1
-SideArm:Beretta [][][][]/8 RNG:10 DMG:2 [Crit on 4]
Fists DMG:2 , Crit on [5]

Recon Pulse

Duffel Bag:
-Smoke Grenade 3/3 [probably fake ?]
-Frag Grenade 3/3
-Frag Grenade 0/3
/ A pack of Lucky strikes

Rolled 9, 8, 5, 1, 10, 2 = 35 (6d10)

>>4052431

Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>4052429
I meant "Toss", i forgot that Throw was a different action. Also here's the scatter die.

Rolled 5, 8 = 13 (2d10)

Stalemate does not favor us.

>>4052222
>Move 2E NE N, Doorkicker
>Breach Door 3SE
>Toss grenade through said door

Entry, Psycho
HP 3, Edge 0, Def 5
Cool 1, Sharp 1, Hard 2, Weird 2
Shotgun (Breach D4 crit 8 Range 10 2/8), Pistol (D2 crit 8 Range 10, 4/12), Fists (D2, crit 7)
Doorkicker
Frag Grenades x1

Rolled 9, 6 = 15 (2d10)

>>4052222
>[Shootdodge] 1Edge
>-Move 1 North 4East
>-Put two rounds in the Jack I'm sure is in there. If he isn't, one of his goons will do
>Move 2East 2SouthEast
>Reload
>[Anticipate] Doubletap the next foe visible through the door NE

>>4052530
Agreed, let's make this quick.

Operator Non Grata
Hp 2/5 | Edge 0/7 | Move 5
Def 6 | Crit 10
Cool 2 | Sharp 3
Hard 0 | Weird 0
[Shootdodge]

-Pistol (×2): Rng10, Dmg2, 4/4:4
-Fist: M, Dmg2, +1Crit
-Smoke Grenades (0/3)

>>4052222
Name: Sin
Type: Psycho
Stats:
HP 7/7 Edge 5/5
Move 4 Defense 5
Hard 2 Cool 1 Sharp 1 Weird 2
Crit on 7

[SMG]: Rng: 10 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: 3/4 (Auto) +1 Crit
[Pistol]: Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: 4/12
[Fists]: Rng: Melee || Dmg: 2

Move:
E:3
S:1


Action:
None

Dialogue:
None

>>4052727
With 3 Actions per turn and a Move of 4, you can travel 12 tiles per turn. Care to get you and your gun somewhere more helpful?

Rolled 9, 10, 5, 2 = 26 (4d10)

>>4052222
Name: Caphound
Type: Psycho
Stats: HP 4/7, Edge 1/4, Move 5, Defence 4, Crit on 7
Factors: Hard 2, Cool 0, Sharp 0, Weird 3
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), Bat (Melee, Damage 3), Ball (1 AP, 1 Use, Range 10, 2 Damage, Stun)
Special Talent: Animal Within
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 AP, 1 Use, deploy adjacent, friendlies can restock for 2 AP with 2 Uses to fully restore magazine and reserve ammo)

Move 1 Southeast, 2 South, 2 West
Move 4 Southwest, 1 Northwest
Attack Shades with Bat
[Edge] Attack Punk with Bat

Twitch died. That was the tipping point. She didn't really mourn him, not like Terry, but his death made her really fucking angry anyway. She leaps off the counter to head around and give her bat a bit more action, only slowing to carefully sidestep around Okeana and not disturb her aim.

She instinctively knew as soon as she saw the Jack boss that she couldn't get to him in this run. She'd have to settle for someone lesser. Someone like the motherFUCKER who shot Oka. Armour or not, she wasn't going to just stand for that; she was going to cave his skull in for that.

"YOU'RE ALL DYING IN FUCKING /AGONY/!" Caphound screams over the music, metaphorically and near-literally frothing at the mouth.

Rolled 1, 6, 5 = 12 (3d10)

>>4052222
>Move N, 3E, N
>Fire SMG point blank at East.
>Fire SMG at 2NW, 5S at blip
>Use 1 edge to dodge

[Psycho]

|| C: 0 || H: 2 || S: 0 || W: 3 ||

|| HP: 4/7 || Edge: 0/4 || Move: 5 || Defence: 4 || Crit on 7-10 ||
> [Load-out]
[SMG] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: 1/6 || {Auto} || +1 Crit
[Pistol] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: 0/12 ||
[Fists] || Rng: Melee || Dmg: 2 || +1 crit

> [Skills]
[Hurting Other People] || +1 Damage if you are not at Max HP ||

> [Gear]
[First Aid Kit] (AP: 1, Uses: 4)|| Heal yourself or a friendly next to you for 3 H

>>4053072
>>Move N, 3W, N
>>Fire SMG point blank at West.
>>Fire SMG at 2NE, 5S at blip
>>Use 1 edge to dodge

Fixed

>>4053087
If I'm not allowed to dodge then replace dodge with
>Move S, 3E, 2S

>>4053087
You'll want to check once more where you're aiming.

>>4053072
>>4053127
Bleegh my brain doesn't work after a long drive

Alright final try.

>>Move N, 3W, N
>>Fire SMG point blank at West.
>>Fire SMG at 2SE, 5S at blip

>>Use 1 edge to dodge
OR if I can't dodge
>>Move S, 3E, 2S

Rolled 4, 5 = 9 (2d10)

>>4052222

> [Stats]
[Operator] || C: 3 || H: 0 || S: 3 || W: 0 ||
|| HP: (5/5) || Edge: (2/7) || Move: 4 || Defense: (4)+3 || Crit: 10 ||
> [Load-out]
[AR] || Rng: 20 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: (1/4)(4/16) || {Auto} ||
[Pistol] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: (4/4)(12/12) ||
[Fists] || Rng: 1 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: n/a || Crit: +1 ||
[Ammo bag] || {Deploy}: Place an ammo bag adjacent to Player. This action costs 1AP and can be done twice. || {Restock}: While next to an ammo bag, restore all magazine and reserve ammo. This action costs 2AP and can only be done twice.
> [Skills]
[Lightning reload] || Once per turn, reload for 0 AP. ||

> -1AP || Move [NE]x1, [NW]x2, [W]x1.
> -1AP, -1Amm || Take a [Quick shot] @ [SW]x5. with the [AR].
> -1AP, -1Amm || Take a [Quick shot] @ [SW]x3, [S]x3 with the [AR].

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>4052222
>Move SW1, S3
>Shoot mohawk south (Aimed Shot +2 Aim +1 Crit)

>>4053224
>Name: Boulder
>Class: Thug
>Stats: HP 5/9, Edge 3/4, Move 4, Defense 8 (+1 Drug kit), Crit on 10
>Factors: Hard 4, Cool 4 (+1 Drug kit)
>Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12), Bruiser (Melee, Damage 3, Crit on 9)
>Special Talent: Powerhouse
>Gear: Drug Kit (1/3)

forgot to link my sheet

Rolled 3, 3, 1, 9 = 16 (4d10)

>>4052222
"C'mon Mizuchi, move it! You're supposed to be fast so GET TO SAFETY!"
>Inspire Mizuchi (-1 edge, free)
>Move 2N 2W
>Fire 4 rounds auto at the Jack of Spades with AR

Name: Honey Badger
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP:6/7 Edge:2/7 Move:4 Defense:4 Crit on 9+
Factors: Cool:0 Sharp:3 Hard:2 Weird:1
Weapons: Pistol (range 10, dmg2, 4/12 ammo)
AR (range 20, dmg3, 0/8 ammo, auto)
Fists (Melee, dmg2, crit +1)
Talent: Inspire
Gear: Drug Kit (3/3)

Rolled 8, 8 = 16 (2d10)

>>4053230
"Right, right, soory. Just felt something terrible in the music all the sudden. Sounded like when Jack died..."
>>4052222
>Move 2W, 1SW
>Attack Blip W with Katana
>Take Cover W

Name: Mizuchi
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 6/6, Edge 0/4, Move 4, Defence 6+1(Katana), Crit on 7
Factors: Hard 1, Cool 2, Sharp 0, Weird 3
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), Katana (Melee, Damage 3, Defense+1)
Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4 Uses)
Special Talent: Bullet Time

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>4052222
Name: Jim
Type: Operator
Stats:
HP: 4/5
+Vest
Edge: 3/7
Move: 5
Defense: 7
Factors:
Cool 2
Sharp 3
Hard (always) 0
Weird 0
Weapons:
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
AR (Range 20, Dmg 3, Ammo 4/8) + Auto
Special Talent:
Shootdodge
Gear:
Aid Kit (AP: 1, Uses: 3)|3HP

"W-what? They got two of us?" Jim shed a tear for them. 'I'll rub one out for you guys later.' He whispered to himself sorrowfully; one last nut for those who can't.

>Move 2NW(vault/climb over table unheroically), 3W
>Take Cover on Wall
>I'm not sure if alan got that blip on the bottom so I'll gun for him too (AR)
(If he got him would you let me try to get the lower blip?)

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>4052222
Name: Jenny Death
Type: Brain
HP 4/5 Edge 2/7
Move 4 Defense 4 Crit 7
Sharp 3 Weird 3
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/12)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit+1)
Taser (Range 10, Stun 2, Ammo 2)
Gym Bag
First Aid Kit
Armor Bag

>[Move] 1 down
>[React] with an [Aimed Shot] at the first creep to step up to the door.

“Come out, come out! I still have to avenge my idol!”

>>4053270
https://twitter.com/i/status/1220553450540490752

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>4052222

>Move 2SW NW W, elegantly round the cover.
>Move 2W 2SW
>Quickshoot blip 9S 1E w/ pistol

Name: Doctor Ben
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 5/5, Edge 4/5, Move 4, Defence 6, Crit on 7+ (6+ w/ SMG)
Factors: Weird 3, Cool 2, Sharp 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), SMG (Range 10, Damage 3, Ammo 3/9, Auto, +1 Crit)
Special Talent: Visions of Death
Gear: Frag Grenades x2 (AoE 2, dmg 4, rng 5/20)

Rolled 7, 1, 6, 5 = 19 (4d10)

>>4052222
Shots slam into kevlar, Twitch falls over, an earbud falls out. Suddenly, the smoke beneath her feet swirls like the Moscow sleet as Caphound makes a rabid lunge toward the nearest punk.

This is now, this is then, the concrete is so, so, cold. Oкeaнa's spine seizes with chills.

"Maдaм, пoчeмy oхpaнники иcпoльзyют питбyлeй? Paзвe дpyгиe coбaки нe являютcя лyчшими бoйцaми?"
[Madam, why do the guards use pit bulls? Aren't other dogs better fighters?]

"Пoтoмy чтo, мoй Poбин, дpyгиe coбaки тeбя yбьют a yйдyт. Teпepь дaйтe кoмaндy. Бyдьтe блaгoдapны, чтo вы caми eщe нe зaбиpaeтe жизни."
[Because, my Robin, other dogs will kill you and quit. Now give the command. Be thankful you are not taking lives yourself today.]

The dog is held by a man from the eastern side. Men like him are all over the compound, outnumbering even the cockroaches this time of year. She recognizes this one, though. His name is unknown to her, but once she had seen him call the dog, нeжный, from the window this morning. He had looked happy, a happy dog in the snow then.

The gun in she clutched was so, so cold. She and the other girls were training outside all morning. It is still too big for her hands. A man's pistol in a girl's fingers, leaving knuckles white and wrists screaming. There was no protest though. the girl knew, this is what happens to protestors. The man before her was bound and gagged, tarp spread out under his writhing body, the only feature visible a pair of bloodshot blue eyes. Thankfully, the girl was not taking lives directly today. She was versed in killing, but the lesson was one of a killer's intent, not just a finger on a trigger.

The words come from the girl's mouth now as they did then.

"тaк их"

The blood puddling around her feet makes the dance floor feel a little warmer.

>DMR shot: Jack of Spades [Edge]
>Lightning Reload
>DMR shot x3: Jack of Spades
>Put the earbud back in, get back on tempo.

Name: Okeana
Type: Operator
HP: 5/5
Edge: 0/7
Move: 5
Defense: 6 [+2 from smoke = 8]
Crit on 10's

Factors: Hard 0, Cool 2, Sharp 3, Weird 0, Move 1

Weapons / Gear:
DMR (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 0/3)
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/12)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6)
First Aid Kit (1AP, 3/4) Heal self or adjacent friendly for 3 HP.
Armor (Passive, 1/2) Block 2 damage.

Rolled 6, 8, 7, 8, 3 = 32 (5d10)

>>4052222

Solomon bundles up the anger within him. He's almost certain he's going to die here, and He wants to do It proper-like.

The thug explodes in a wall-shattering Punch, screaming a loud bellow.

"OH YEAH!"

>Bust through the wall N of me (Hard)
>Snap the gangster on the other side's neck (Bruiser fists)
IF He is a fatso
>Punch him again (Bruiser fists)
IF He is a mohawk or glasses
>Look scary as fuck doing it (Hard) [Intimidate]

Name: Solomon
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 2/9, Edge 3/4, Move 4, Defence 7, Crit on 10
Hard 4 / Cool 3 / Sharp 0 / Weird 0
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12)
Bruiser Fists (Melee, Damage 3, Crit on 9)
Special Talent: Powerhouse [+1 Hard, Resistant to Crits]
Gear: Armor Bag (0/1)

Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>4052210

>Block with Shield, Direction South
>Move 2 W, 1 S and 2 W
>Quickshot Foe in front of me (2S)


"Keep moving, we don t have much time anymore"


Name: Castle
Type: Enforcer
Stats:
HP 4/8
Edge 0/6
Move 5
Defence 5
Crit on 10

Factors: Hard 3, Sharp 2, Cool 0, Weird 0, Move 1

Weapons:
- Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/10)
- Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
- Shield (Block) (1 AP): Full cover Vs all shots from one direction.

Special Talent: Teamwork Tactics: Friendlies next to you get +2 to Hit and +1 to Move.

Gear: Medic Bag (Deploy) 1AP 1Use; Deploy medic bag adjacent. Friendlies next to it can [Full Heal] (2 AP, 3 uses) to fully heal themselfs.

>>4053575

Mean to this one

>>4052222

>>4052222
>>4048994
Maximillian "Max" Thompson

>Stats:
Class: Operator
HP: 5/5
Def: 7
Armor: 2/2
Edge: 3/6
Move: 5
H: 0 | C: 3 | S: 2 | W: 0

>Gear:
Fists (Rng: Melee, Dmg: 2)
Pistol (Rng: 10, DMG 2, Ammo 4/12)
AR (Rng: 20, DMG 3, Ammo: 4/4, {Auto})
Armor Bag (2AP, 0/1 Uses): 3 Allies can take plates (2AP) that block 2 shots.
0
>Skills:
Shoot&Dodge (0AP, 1 Edge) Move and Shoot, spending additional edge to fire until mag is empty. Immune to reaction shots while moving.

>Take Armor
>Reload

>>4052222
Scratch my last action.
[Move x3] 2 down 8 left in the hopes that Diamond can’t blast her from that angle.
Jenny screams as she runs through the hall and the dance floor.
“OH FUCK DON’T SHOOT MEEEEEEEEEE!”

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>>4052222

Hey, what's that in the hallway past Alan? That's a back door, is what it is. Leaving the way you came in is looking less and less like a thing that is happening, so another way out of this place is a sight for sore eyes.

You can also try to escape off the sides of the map anywhere outside the club, but you'll have to roll a Cool check not to get grabbed by the 5-0. The back doors is the way to go if you want a safe exit. Only problem being that time is extremely fucking limited.

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>>4054955

Most of the women who were being used like playdolls by the Jacks either escaped in the first few moments of the brawl, or cowered under furniture until they saw an opportunity and ran. One stayed behind. The killing blow on the Jack of Hearts goes to a woman with a fresh scar on her face. She surprises him from behind and drives a broken bottle into his neck, causing a pulsing geyser of arterial blood. The Jack's assault rifle burst goes wild, bullets slamming into the walls and ceiling, until eventually he drops the gun and falls to the ground. The pulses of blood slow, then fade away.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=arT48Dft0sg

Turn 9 begins.

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Rolled 8, 7, 1, 4 = 20 (4d10)

>>4054971
>Name: Boulder
>Class: Thug
>Stats: HP 5/9, Edge 1/4, Move 4, Defense 8 (+1 Drug kit), Crit on 10
>Factors: Hard 4, Cool 4 (+1 Drug kit)
>Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12), Bruiser (Melee, Damage 3, Crit on 9)
>Special Talent: Powerhouse
>Gear: Drug Kit (1/3)

"Oh Jaaaaackkkk.... I'm going to eat you alive~!"

>Move S2, SW2
>Move SW1, W2, SW1
>Move NW 1
>Bruiser on Jack of Spades (Edge 1)
>Bruiser on Jack of Spades (Edge 1)

Rolled 1, 5 = 6 (2d10)

>>4054971
"I'm playing objective guys, feel free to try to style on whoever's left"
>Move S,W,NW,N,NW
>Fire SMG at sunglasses 7W,1SW
>Grab accountant and try to convince him to come with me [Weird]
"Hi! You're being kidnapped. Don't worry though if you co-operate I'll give you some free kidneys!"
[Psycho]

|| C: 0 || H: 2 || S: 0 || W: 3 ||

|| HP: 4/7 || Edge: 0/4 || Move: 5 || Defence: 4 || Crit on 7-10 ||
> [Load-out]
[SMG] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: 0/6 || {Auto} || +1 Crit
[Pistol] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: 0/12 ||
[Fists] || Rng: Melee || Dmg: 2 || +1 crit

> [Skills]
[Hurting Other People] || +1 Damage if you are not at Max HP ||

> [Gear]
[First Aid Kit] (AP: 1, Uses: 4)|| Heal yourself or a friendly next to you for 3 H

Rolled 1, 7, 10, 6 = 24 (4d10)

>>4054971
>>4054971
Name: Ramirez
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 2/8, Edge 1/6, Move 5, Defence 5, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Sharp 2, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 2/4, Breach)
Special Talent: Steadfast (2 tokens)
Gear: Frag Grenades x0

>Steadfast (1 Edge)
>Reload Shotgun (1 Edge)
>Move 1E, 4N
>Pointblank shot Jack of Diamonds with shotgun
>Pointblank shot Jack of Diamonds with shotgun

The wind is forced out of Ramirez's lungs, as a bullet punches through his vest and lodges itself into his chest. Despite this (and probably because of the adrenaline), he laughs in response.
"What I did tell you, asshole!? You're not trying hard enough!"
In a blur of motion he rushes out from cover, hands already slipping shells into his gun. No more words need to be said. His shotgun will do the rest of the talking.

>>4053251
A good evening's work. The pleasure of curiosity is well-earned. Entry blasts a hole in the hall and pokes his head through. "Stairs, neighbor. Five minutes."

>>4052722
Well done. Do I hear a Miss?

>>4054971
>>Move 2NE 6E
>Breach wall NW

Entry, Psycho
HP 3, Edge 0, Def 5
Cool 1, Sharp 1, Hard 2, Weird 2
Shotgun (Breach D4 crit 8 Range 10 1/8), Pistol (D2 crit 8 Range 10, 4/12), Fists (D2, crit 7)
Doorkicker

>>4054971
Name: Jenny Death
Type: Brain
HP 4/5 Edge 2/7 Armor 1
Move 4 Defense 4 Crit 7
Sharp 3 Weird 3
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 0/12)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit+1)
Taser (Range 10, Stun 2, Ammo 2)
Gym Bag
First Aid Kit 3/4
Armor Bag 1/2

Jenny runs up to Ramirez and begins opening up her first aid kit. “W-Wait, sir, you don’t have permission to die!”
Jenny grabs some gauze and loosens the straps on Ramirez’s armor, sticking a hand up his shirt to apply the bandages. After, she tightens the vest back up and jabs him with a morphine shot.
“You’re going to experience some euphoria and maybe some minor hallucinations. If you start to feel drowsy at all, let me know.”
>[Quick Heal] +3 HP to Ramirez.

>>4055028
Moving one tile south of where Ramirez will be.

>>4054971
Name: Heckler
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 5/7, Edge 1/6, Move 5, Defence 6, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 2, Cool 1, Sharp 2, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 0/4, Auto)
Special Talent: Inspire
Gear: Ammo Bag

>(1 AP) Move 1 East, 1 North East, 1 North, 2 North East
>(1 AP) Reload AR
>(1 AP) Deploy Ammo Bag East

"The others teams are probably going to get the target. Let's move to secure our exfil." Heckler says as he slips into the next room, slipping the last magazine on his vest into his AR. It takes him a moment as he produces one of the two satchels that have been hanging off him, and opens the zip, revealing a good stash of magazines for SMG's, AR's and Pistols, alongside a couple of slide loaders of shotgun shells. "Ammo bag deployed. I sadly don't have any fuck toys for Sully."

Rolled 4 + 3 (1d10 + 3)

>>4054971
>Move 1North 3East
>[Sharp] Search the Jack of Hearts: Keys, Pager, Detailed maps of loot-stashes, etc. Cash and Gun go to the dollgirl, but I'm keeping the wallet.
>[Anticipate] Move 2North, then 1North 2East if this girl is smart enough to run.
"Nice work, if a bit amateur, signora. Now, unless you wanna swap one type of pig for another, I suggest you MOVE YOUR ASS. Go go go!"

>>4055017
"Nope. A hit." The timing of Non Grata's jokes has never been very good.

Operator Non Grata
Hp 2/5 | Edge 0/7 | Move 5
Def 6 | Crit 10
Cool 2 | Sharp 3
Hard 0 | Weird 0
[Shootdodge]

-Pistol (×2): Rng10, Dmg2, 3/4:4
-Fist: M, Dmg2, +1Crit
-Smoke Grenades (0/3)

Rolled 2, 6, 4, 10, 10, 10 = 42 (6d10)

>>4054971
Name: Caphound
Type: Psycho
Stats: HP 3/7, Edge 0/4, Move 5, Defence 4, Crit on 7
Factors: Hard 2, Cool 0, Sharp 0, Weird 3
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), Bat (Melee, Damage 3), Ball (1 AP, 1 Use, Range 10, 2 Damage, Stun)
Special Talent: Animal Within
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 AP, 1 Use, deploy adjacent, friendlies can restock for 2 AP with 2 Uses to fully restore magazine and reserve ammo)

Move 2 West, 1 Northwest, 1 West, 1 Southwest
Attack Jack of Spades with Bat
Attack Shades with Bat
[Edge] Attack Jack of Spades with Bat

Past her flies Boulder, as skeevy as always. She wouldn't be left behind. Her eyes light up with an unhinged gleam. Her bat glints in the overhead neon lights, smeared with blood and meat and chunked brain. That wouldn't be the last of it. She pauses in front of Poole, just about baying for his and Spider's blood, but wrenches herself away with a snarl to loose her rage on someone she /didn't/ need to keep alive. '/For now/', her sister's voice reminds her. Yes, only for now. Her bat glints in the overhead neon lights, ready for more.

>>4054971
Name: Blackjack
Type: Assassin
HP 1/5
Edge 0/5
Move 4
Defense 7

Cool: 3
Sharp: 1
Hard: 0
Weird: 2

Bullet Time (0 AP, 1 Edge.) Evade the first attack vs you this turn. At the end of next turn, you can [Flash Step] (1AP) behind attacker.
Katana- DMG 3, +1 DEF
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1
Smoke Grenades- (1/3 Uses): Area 2, lasts 2 turns. -4 ACC to attacks in or through

>2 E, 2 NE
>2 E, 1 N, 1 E
>3 E

"Hey hey, east side, you all got any bandages? Feelin' like a stuck pig over here."

Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>4054971
A pistol round whizzed past Honey Badger's head, barely even phasing the former merc. This was an aggravating situation, an indoors shootout they couldn't just bumrush. The enemy was well-entrenched, and he could get a good shot. He pondered for half a second... Only for two of his comrades to just bumrush the enemy leader and beat him to a pulp. A sigh left his mouth, audible through his mask filter. "Have a little more regard for your own lives, you damn kids." He reported his attention to the next target, sliding another mag into place.
>Reload AR
>Aimed Shot the fattie directly south with AR (3dmg, +2 acc, crits on 8+)

Name: Honey Badger
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP:6/7 Edge:2/7 Move:4 Defense:4 Crit on 9+
Factors: Cool:0 Sharp:3 Hard:2 Weird:1
Weapons: Pistol (range 10, dmg2, 4/12 ammo)
AR (range 20, dmg3, 3/4 ammo, auto)
Fists (Melee, dmg2, crit +1)
Talent: Inspire
Gear: Drug Kit (3/3)

> 4E
> 1N , 3NE
> 4E

" Walk fast, don't make eye contact.. don't make eye conta- "


[Brain] || C: 1 || H: 0 || S: 2 || W: 3 ||
Ap:3 HP:2/5 Mov:4 Edge:2/6 Def:+1
-SideArm:Beretta [][][][]/8 RNG:10 DMG:2 [Crit on 4]
Fists DMG:2 , Crit on [5]
Recon Pulse
Duffel Bag:
-Smoke Grenade 3/3 [probably fake ?]
-Frag Grenade 3/3
-Frag Grenade 0/3
/ A pack of Lucky strikes

Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>4054971

> [Stats]
[Operator] || C: 3 || H: 0 || S: 3 || W: 0 ||
|| HP: (5/5) || Edge: (2/7) || Move: 4 || Defense: (4)+3 || Crit: 10 ||
> [Load-out]
[AR] || Rng: 20 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: (1/4)(4/16) || {Auto} ||
[Pistol] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: (4/4)(12/12) ||
[Fists] || Rng: 1 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: n/a || Crit: +1 ||
[Ammo bag] || {Deploy}: Place an ammo bag adjacent to Player. This action costs 1AP and can be done twice. || {Restock}: While next to an ammo bag, restore all magazine and reserve ammo. This action costs 2AP and can only be done twice.
> [Skills]
[Lightning reload] || Once per turn, reload for 0 AP. ||

-1AP || Move [SE]x1. Take cover against the wall to the [S].
-2AP || Use the [AR] to take an [Aimed Shot] @ [SE]x6, [S]x2, [SE]x3.

>>4054971

>Move 5 W
>Move 5 W
>Deploy Medical Bag, 1N on the bartender's table


"Medical Bag here on the table, anyone that is too wounded better move here."
Name: Castle
Type: Enforcer
Stats:
HP 4/8
Edge 0/6
Move 5
Defence 5
Crit on 10

Factors: Hard 3, Sharp 2, Cool 0, Weird 0, Move 1

Weapons:
- Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/10)
- Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
- Shield (Block) (1 AP): Full cover Vs all shots from one direction.

Special Talent: Teamwork Tactics: Friendlies next to you get +2 to Hit and +1 to Move.

Gear: Medic Bag (Deploy) 1AP 1Use; Deploy medic bag adjacent. Friendlies next to it can [Full Heal] (2 AP, 3 uses) to fully heal themselfs

Rolled 1, 7, 4 = 12 (3d10)

>>4054971

Name: Ramov
Type:Assassin

HP 6
Edge 0/4
Move 4
Defense 6


Hard: 1
Cool: 3
Sharp:0
Wierd: 2

Weapons: x2 Pistols, Pistol, fists
Special talent: Bullet time
Gear: Smoke grenades (1/3)
Crit at 8

>Thow smoke 5 SE
>Move 2 NW 2 W
>fire 2x pistols at the fatso south

Rolled 9, 5 = 14 (2d10)

>>4054971

"We better wrap this up lads, the cops are coming. OUT OF MY WAY SHADES!"

>Move 4E
>Move 1NE 2N 1E
>Elbow the shades E (Bruiser fists)

Name: Solomon
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 2/9, Edge 3/4, Move 4, Defence 7, Crit on 10
Hard 4 / Cool 3 / Sharp 0 / Weird 0
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12)
Bruiser Fists (Melee, Damage 3, Crit on 9)
Special Talent: Powerhouse [+1 Hard, Resistant to Crits]
Gear: Armor Bag (0/1)

Rolled 2, 6, 9, 3, 6 = 26 (5d10)

>>4054971
Maximillian "Max" Thompson

>Stats:
Class: Operator
HP: 5/5
Def: 7
Armor: 2/2
Edge: 1/6
Move: 5
H: 0 | C: 3 | S: 2 | W: 0

>Gear:
Fists (Rng: Melee, Dmg: 2)
Pistol (Rng: 10, DMG 2, Ammo 4/12)
AR (Rng: 20, DMG 3, Ammo: 0/4, {Auto})
Armor Bag (2AP, 1/1 Uses): 3 Allies can take plates (2AP) that block 2 shots.
0
>Skills:
Shoot&Dodge (0AP, 1 Edge) Move and Shoot, spending additional edge to fire until mag is empty. Immune to reaction shots while moving.

>Burn 2 Edge
>Vault over the table (1NW, 2W)
>Move 1NW, 1W, 3N
>Move 2N
>Auto-Fire at Jack of Diamonds
1st die for Vault, latter 4 are for shooting

>>4054955
Name: Sin
Type: Psycho
Stats:
HP 7/7 Edge 5/5
Move 4 Defense 5
Hard 2 Cool 1 Sharp 1 Weird 2
Crit on 7

[SMG]: Rng: 10 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: 3/4 (Auto) +1 Crit
[Pistol]: Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: 4/12
[Fists]: Rng: Melee || Dmg: 2

Move:
E:4


Action:
None

Dialogue:
None

>>4055819
"... and suddenly, Sin was blasted by a SWAT sniper for being a colossal faggot who's trying to game the system by killing one person and then never contributing anything else."

Rolled 9, 2, 7 = 18 (3d10)

>>4054971
The police sirens created a discord with the still blaring club music. Mizuchi's head began to ache, they needed to leave, now. "We're running out of time gang! The sound is all wrong!"
>Attack downed Shades W with Katana
>Quick Fire Pistol at Jack of Diamonds
>Quick Fire Pistol at Jack of Diamonds

Name: Mizuchi
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 6/6, Edge 0/4, Move 4, Defence 6+1(Katana), Crit on 7
Factors: Hard 1, Cool 2, Sharp 0, Weird 3
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), Katana (Melee, Damage 3, Defense+1)
Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4 Uses)
Special Talent: Bullet Time

Rolled 6, 4, 10 = 20 (3d10)

>>4054971
"Listen to the masked freak, brah. When he's in a hurry, he's scary"

>Move 2N W NW
>Burst fire SMG at shades 8W 1N

Name: Doctor Ben
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 5/5, Edge 4/5, Move 4, Defence 6, Crit on 7+ (6+ w/ SMG)
Factors: Weird 3, Cool 2, Sharp 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), SMG (Range 10, Damage 3, Ammo 3/9, Auto, +1 Crit)
Special Talent: Visions of Death
Gear: Frag Grenades x2 (AoE 2, dmg 4, rng 5/20)

Rolled 6, 7 = 13 (2d10)

>>4054971

Name: Blue Streak
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 3/5, Edge 3/5, Move 4, Defence 9, Crit on 8
Factors: Hard 0, Cool 3, Sharp 1, Weird 2
Weapons: x2 Pistols (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/11), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6),
Gear: Frag Grenades
Talent: Bullet Time

>Move 1 NE, 3 N
>Move 4 N
>Shoot the shades to my left

>>4055819
"пpeдaть бocca, пoймaть пyлю."

>>4055819

"Sin, my fist will find forceful breaching of your rectum appealing if you don't come down here and help us ya pieces of piss!"

>>4054971
Name: Jim
Type: Operator
Stats:
HP: 4/5
+Vest
Edge: 3/7
Move: 5
Defense: 7
Factors:
Cool 2
Sharp 3
Hard (always) 0
Weird 0
Weapons:
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
AR (Range 20, Dmg 3, Ammo 4/8) + Auto
Special Talent:
Shootdodge
Gear:
Aid Kit (AP: 1, Uses: 3)|3HP

>>4055017
"The stairs, when the first floor is so dirty? It's a date! Just don't be gentle!"

>>4055819
"I couldn't see anything till now, but you should remember we're here for the boss. If you stay like that... just don't be in my eyesight when i come back around."

>Move 1E, 4SE (Over the table)
>Move 1S(through hole), 1SE (Next to Entry)
>Aid Kit on Entry
-1 Use
+3 HP

Entry was looking a little worse for wear so Jim pulled out the aid kit from his pants. "I'll get you fixed up, it'll only tingle for a second." He says as he jabbed a needle into Entry's rear and got more than a little handsy with the bandages.

Rolled 1, 9 = 10 (2d10)

>>4054971
Sirens begin to wail just as the song is reaching its crescendo. пoзop, Oкeaнa likes this one. She steps forward from the smoke, determined to get the job done before having to change cassettes.

>Lightning Reload DMR
>Move 2SW, 2W
>Pistol shot x2, Shades W

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>>4054971

Non Grata presses the Jack's backup sidearm and $100 in cash into the hands of the girl with the fresh scar on her face. She's scared but is keeping her head, and seems to know where the back door is. The Jack's wallet and keys, Non Grata keeps for himself, along with a scrap of paper he has a quick glance at before stuffing it in his pocket -- somebody's handwriting, numbers, maybe a phone number. Some information to check out later.

Right now there's two accountant nerds to kidnap and/or interrogate at gunpoint. Jenkins is frozen up, muttering a plea for his life over and over, while Harry Poole is making all kinds of excuses to the bloody-masked Caphound. Neither is in any kind of position to put up a fight. Do what you want with them. Just make sure you have enough time to do it and get the hell out of there.

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>>4056981

Jesus christ, just how many cops ARE there outside right now?! Seems like HCPD never throws five or six uniforms at a problem when instead they can throw forty. And if they get pushed back, there's Heat City SWAT to deal with. Those assholes have become more and more aggressive and militarized ever since the Patriot ran roughshod over them last year. Got embarrassed, probably, and want to act as tough as possible now. So you'd better do your thing before they show up, cause these uniforms are just the start of the pain train HCPD can run if they get mad.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xvWtYb0rY4

Turn 10 begins.

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>4056998
Name: Ramirez
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 5/8, Edge 1/6, Move 5, Defence 5, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Sharp 2, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 2/4, Breach)
Special Talent: Steadfast (2 tokens)
Gear: Frag Grenades x0

>Move 2NE
>Hard Check to stun the accountant and carry him on my shoulders.
>Regardless of succes, Move 3E, 2S

>>4055028
Ramirez nods as he feels Jenny's work. "Appreciated, ma'am. I owe you one, better hope you don't need to cash it in too soon."

Now at 100% (almost), he storms over to the trembling accountant. "You're coming with us, like it or not!" A punch to the face should put him out of it pretty good. "Be a good boy and you won't even get hurt."

Rolled 6, 3 = 9 (2d10)

>>4056998
Name: Blackjack
Type: Assassin
HP 1/5
Edge 0/5
Move 4
Defense 7

Cool: 3
Sharp: 1
Hard: 0
Weird: 2

Bullet Time (0 AP, 1 Edge.) Evade the first attack vs you this turn. At the end of next turn, you can [Flash Step] (1AP) behind attacker.
Katana- DMG 3, +1 DEF
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1
Smoke Grenades- (1/3 Uses): Area 2, lasts 2 turns. -4 ACC to attacks in or through

Jackie heads towards Castle, and his bag of medical supplies, but is stopped by a hail of shots aimed at Winter. Shit. They're closer than she thought. There was no time to patch herself up; Blackjack decided, so she did the next best thing- threw a smoke grenade and got the hell out of dodge.

>Throw Smoke Grenade on top of car in lobby (9x7 squares SE)
>2 W, 1 N, 1 E
>4 E

"Sorry, Castle. I appreciate the offer, but it seems out friends in the HCPD have other ideas!"

>>4056998
"It's time to fuck off, mes amies. The door is right here.
Just let me grab something to send off Wolf and the rest."

>Move 2SW 2W
>Move W S 2W
>Grab the most expensive rum I can find from the bar.

Name: Doctor Ben
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 5/5, Edge 4/5, Move 4, Defence 6, Crit on 7+ (6+ w/ SMG)
Factors: Weird 3, Cool 2, Sharp 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), SMG (Range 10, Damage 3, Ammo 0/9, Auto, +1 Crit)
Special Talent: Visions of Death
Gear: Frag Grenades x2 (AoE 2, dmg 4, rng 5/20)

Rolled 8 + 1 (1d10 + 1)

Do close the door as you go, Miss.

>>4056760
"Triage improper, but survivable," growls Entry, and is up the stairs in a hurry. "Follow or cover. Three minutes."

>>4056998
>>>Explore stairs, commit larceny. Sharp?

Entry, Psycho
HP 4, Edge 0, Def 5
Cool 1, Sharp 1, Hard 2, Weird 2
Shotgun (Breach D4 crit 8 Range 10 1/8), Pistol (D2 crit 8 Range 10, 4/12), Fists (D2, crit 7)
Doorkicker

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>4056998
Apologies for all the mistranslation lads. For holding access to all knowledge on God's green Earth, Google is pretty dog ass at English to Russian. Foreign language is now denotated by <these>. Doesn't improve the quality of my writing though lmao.

"<Pitbull>, Boulder, we must move quicklike. Do what you must to that man, but he is to come with us, now."

>Move 2SW, 2W
>Pistol Shot: Fatty E
>Lightning Reload Pistol
>Use First Aid Kit on Boulder [+3 HP]

Name: Okeana
Type: Operator
HP: 5/5
Edge: 0/7
Move: 5
Defense: 6
Crit on 10's

Factors: Hard 0, Cool 2, Sharp 3, Weird 0, Move 1

Weapons / Gear:
DMR (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 3/0)
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/9)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6)
First Aid Kit (1AP, 2/4) Heal self or adjacent friendly for 3 HP.

>>4056998
Name: Heckler
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 5/7, Edge 1/6, Move 5, Defence 6, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 2, Cool 1, Sharp 2, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 4/16, Auto)
Special Talent: Inspire
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 use)

>(2 AP) Restock ammunition
>(1 AP) Move 1 North East, 3 East, 1 South East
>(1 Edge) React by firing at the first cop who rounds the corner towards where Badger and Winter are currently standing

"Hey Sully, I forgot that I put this .50 cal round in here. It doesn't vibrate but is it big enough to satisfy you?" Heckler continues his barrage of light hearted but malicious jabs at his crew mate, before he snaps back into a serious expression. "Check the room on your left through that door. Might be a closer exit. Everyone near the entrance, I'm gonna lay down covering fire, but you guys need to book it after you grab the accountant."

>>4056998
Name: Sin
Type: Psycho
Stats:
HP 7/7 Edge 5/5
Move 4 Defense 5
Hard 2 Cool 1 Sharp 1 Weird 2
Crit on 7

[SMG]: Rng: 10 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: 3/4 (Auto) +1 Crit
[Pistol]: Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: 4/12
[Fists]: Rng: Melee || Dmg: 2

Move:
E:4


Action:
[take 1 clip for SMG from the ammo bag beside me]

Dialogue:
None

>>4057094
> Throw Smoke Grenades 10 toward winter.
>2AP: Move 6 towards backroom door.
> Spend Last Edge , Pull the pin on the grenade bag and throw the bag 2N, 3W into the back room.

" You do know that wasn't my bag right ? I just found it in the gym next to the boss's office. Honestly, if they pin the crime on a dead person it'll be the kind of calling card she'd want."

[Brain] || C: 1 || H: 0 || S: 2 || W: 3 ||
Ap:3 HP:2/5 Mov:4 Edge:2/6 Def:+1
-SideArm:Beretta [][][][]/8 RNG:10 DMG:2 [Crit on 4]
Fists DMG:2 , Crit on [5]
Recon Pulse
Duffel Bag:
-Smoke Grenade 2/3 [probably fake ?]
-Frag Grenade 3/3 [All thrown and primed in the north room]
-Frag Grenade 0/3
/ A pack of Lucky strikes

>>4057106
Don't forget to Reload on your way through this batch of ammo! SMG's ammo is 3/12. That's 3 shots in the gun, and 12 in reserve.

Once you fire the 3 shots in the gun, you cannot fire. You must spend an Action to Reload 3 shots from your reserve before firing again.

>>4056998

> [Stats]
[Operator] || C: 3 || H: 0 || S: 3 || W: 0 ||
|| HP: (3/5) || Edge: (2/7) || Move: 4 || Defense: (4)+3 || Crit: 10 ||
> [Load-out]
[AR] || Rng: 20 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: (4/4)(0/16) || {Auto} ||
[Pistol] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: (4/4)(12/12) ||
[Fists] || Rng: 1 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: n/a || Crit: +1 ||
[Ammo bag] || {Deploy}: Place an ammo bag adjacent to Player. This action costs 1AP and can be done twice. || {Restock}: While next to an ammo bag, restore all magazine and reserve ammo. This action costs 2AP and can only be done twice.
> [Skills]
[Lightning reload] || Once per turn, reload for 0 AP. ||

> 0AP || Activate [Lightning Reload].
> 3AP || Move [N]x11, [E]x1.

>>4056998
>Move 4 S
>Take Cover
>React, Quickshot to the first policeman that comes in my sight.
Name: Castle
Type: Enforcer
Stats:
HP 4/8
Edge 0/6
Move 5
Defence 5
Crit on 10

Factors: Hard 3, Sharp 2, Cool 0, Weird 0, Move 1

Weapons:
- Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/10)
- Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
- Shield (Block) (1 AP): Full cover Vs all shots from one direction.

Special Talent: Teamwork Tactics: Friendlies next to you get +2 to Hit and +1 to Move.

Gear: Medic Bag (Deploy) 1AP 1Use; Deploy medic bag adjacent. Friendlies next to it can [Full Heal] (2 AP, 3 uses) to fully heal themselfs

>>4056981
>>4056998
so am I in the position indicated by 1-9B or 1-10A? Since my character token seems to have moved around.

Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>4056998
"Sorry in advances Mr. Jenkins but it looks like one of my colleges will be taking you and I can't guarantee he won't kill you."

Alan points at the charging Ramirez as the soldier decks a 40 something balding man in the middle of pissing his pants.

"I'll make you some chicken paninis if you live."

>Move 1W, 3SW, 1S
>Reload SMG
>Make a bomb threat?
"Quyết tử cho Tổ quốc quyết sinh!"

"Death to the capitalist pigs and their crimes against Vietnam!!! Trigger the Punji bombs when they get inside."


[Psycho]

|| C: 0 || H: 2 || S: 0 || W: 3 ||

|| HP: 4/7 || Edge: 0/4 || Move: 5 || Defence: 4 || Crit on 7-10 ||
> [Load-out]
[SMG] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: 3/3 || {Auto} || +1 Crit
[Pistol] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: 0/12 ||
[Fists] || Rng: Melee || Dmg: 2 || +1 crit

> [Skills]
[Hurting Other People] || +1 Damage if you are not at Max HP ||

> [Gear]
[First Aid Kit] (AP: 1, Uses: 4)|| Heal yourself or a friendly next to you for 3 H

Rolled 9 + 4 (1d10 + 4)

>>4056998
Name: Boulder
Class: Thug
Stats: HP 4/9, Edge 0/4, Move 4, Defense 8 (+1 Drug kit), Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 4, Cool 4 (+1 Drug kit)
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12), Bruiser (Melee, Damage 3, Crit on 9)
Special Talent: Powerhouse
Gear: Drug Kit (1/3)

>Move W2
>Grab Accountant
>Move E4
>Move E1, NE3

"Calm down Mr. Accountant. Now is not the time for fear....."

Boulder grabbed the man by his waist and attempted to hold him on his side using one arm, the other clutchig pistol.

"That comes later."

>>4056998

>Move 2E, 2SE
>Move 4 S
>Heal up at the First Aid Kit (1AP+1Edge)

Name: Solomon
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 9/9, Edge 2/4, Move 4, Defence 7, Crit on 10
Hard 4 / Cool 3 / Sharp 0 / Weird 0
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12)
Bruiser Fists (Melee, Damage 3, Crit on 9)
Special Talent: Powerhouse [+1 Hard, Resistant to Crits]
Gear: Armor Bag (0/1)

Rolled 2, 5, 8, 1 = 16 (4d10)

>>4056998Name: Ramov
Type:Assassin

HP 6
Edge 0/4
Move 4
Defense 6


Hard: 1
Cool: 3
Sharp:0
Wierd: 2

Weapons: x2 Pistols, Pistol, fists
Special talent: Bullet time
Gear: Smoke grenades (1/3)
Crit at 8

>fire 2xpistols at the fatso
>fire it again
>reload

>>4056998
He could hear the sirens. The merc had seen his comrades seize both objectives, and the police was bearing down on them. On top of that, the extraction was far, far away. That left a rapidly closing window of opportunity. "Full retreat, let's go! No one left behind!" With those words, he broke into a sprint.
>Move 4NE
>Move 2NE 2E
>Move 4E

Name: Honey Badger
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP:6/7 Edge:2/7 Move:4 Defense:4 Crit on 9+
Factors: Cool:0 Sharp:3 Hard:2 Weird:1
Weapons: Pistol (range 10, dmg2, 4/12 ammo)
AR (range 20, dmg3, 3/4 ammo, auto)
Fists (Melee, dmg2, crit +1)
Talent: Inspire
Gear: Drug Kit (3/3)

>>4055093
Name: Caphound
Type: Psycho
Stats: HP 6/7, Edge 0/4, Move 5, Defence 4, Crit on 7
Factors: Hard 2, Cool 0, Sharp 0, Weird 3
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), Bat (Melee, Damage 3), Ball (1 AP, 1 Use, Range 10, 2 Damage, Stun)
Special Talent: Animal Within
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 AP, 1 Use, deploy adjacent, friendlies can restock for 2 AP with 2 Uses to fully restore magazine and reserve ammo)

Move 1 Northeast, 1 East, 1 Southeast, 2 East
Move 1 East, 2 Northeast, 2 North
Move 2 North, 3 Northeast

She hears the sirens, and as much as she's kill-crazed, Caphound isn't stupid. She ignores Poole and gets to scarpering. Boulder can handle that, and Okeana... where's Oka? Last she'd seen she was... damn it, running in to slap some patches or something on Boulder.

Caphound whirls around. "Oka!" /Don't panic, she'll be fine. You wouldn't like her if you had to fret over her./ That's what she told herself, or what someone had told her, but that didn't stop her mouth going bone dry. "Oka, come on, I'm waiting for you!"

>>4054971
Mizuchi eyed the door, the route to freedom slightly ajar as the discordant sounds of more and more sirens mixed with the club music. Instinctually, he began to run, then that same inner vigor that lead him to drag Jacketwolf's mangled body from the club at the cost of taking a hail of pistol fire kicked in again. He wheeled through the remains of the nearby door, slamming up against the wall and drawing his pistol. "Move people, move! I've still got clips to burn!"

>Move N, 3W
>Move SW, 2W
>Reaction: Quickshot Pistol S

Name: Mizuchi
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 6/6 (2 Armor), Edge 0/4, Move 4, Defence 6+1(Katana), Crit on 7
Factors: Hard 1, Cool 2, Sharp 0, Weird 3
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), Katana (Melee, Damage 3, Defense+1)
Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4 Uses)
Special Talent: Bullet Time

Rolled 8 + 3 (1d10 + 3)

>>4056998
Name: Jim
Type: Operator
Stats:
HP: 4/5
+Vest
Edge: 3/7
Move: 5
Defense: 7
Factors:
Cool 2
Sharp 3
Hard (always) 0
Weird 0
Weapons:
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
AR (Range 20, Dmg 3, Ammo 4/8) + Auto
Special Talent:
Shootdodge
Gear:
Aid Kit (AP: 1, Uses: 2)|3HP

>>4057024
wait is 4 the highest your hp goes? i thought you had at least 5
"I just want you to know, if we get caught by the cops, I'm surrendering to the female one."

>Follow Entrys' Entry up the stairs
>Roll for whatever he's rolling.

>>4056998
Name: Jenny Death
Type: Brain
HP 4/5 Edge 1/7 Armor 1
Move 4 Defense 4 Crit 7
Sharp 3 Weird 3
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 0/12)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit+1)
Taser (Range 10, Stun 2, Ammo 2)
Gym Bag
First Aid Kit 3/4
Armor Bag 1/2

Jenny hauls ass, heading for a possible way out.
>[Move x4] 2 up, 8 right, 4 up through the green door.
1 AP spent.

"Come on, Ramirez, let's grab the nerd and go!"

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>4056998
Maximillian "Max" Thompson

>Stats:
Class: Operator
HP: 5/5
Def: 7
Armor: 0/2
Edge: 3/6
Move: 5
H: 0 | C: 3 | S: 2 | W: 0

>Gear:
Fists (Rng: Melee, Dmg: 2)
Pistol (Rng: 10, DMG 2, Ammo 4/12)
AR (Rng: 20, DMG 3, Ammo: 4/4, {Auto})
Armor Bag (2AP, 1/1 Uses): 3 Allies can take plates (2AP) that block 2 shots.
0
>Skills:
Shoot&Dodge (0AP, 1 Edge) Move and Shoot, spending additional edge to fire until mag is empty. Immune to reaction shots while moving.

>Move 3N
>React - [Single Shot] Down hallway

Grunting as he felt his leg that had slammed onto the table, Max stumbled down the hallway, throwing himself into the corner and aiming down the hallway. "LETS FUCKING GO PEOPLE" he yells, preparing to cover the hallway.

Rolled 2 + 2 (1d10 + 2)

>>4056998
>Follow Entry & Jim upstairs
>[Cool] Cover their larceny
>-Also keep an eye out for alternate exits (windows, roof access, fireman poles, etc.) The way out might be blocked by the time we finish.

'Don't get greedy. Jim and Entry can fill the bags. Cash is nice and all, but who knows how many shitstains are hiding out up here. Keep it cool, check your corners. Ignore the bleeding, it'll pass. We've got this far, no fuck-ups now... No *more* fuck-ups.'
>>4057024
>>4058637
"Make it snappy, we've already over-stayed our welcome. Assholes are here to shut down this dance."

Operator Non Grata
Hp 2/5 | Edge 0/7 | Move 5
Def 6 | Crit 10
Cool 2 | Sharp 3
Hard 0 | Weird 0
[Shootdodge]

-Pistol (×2): Rng10, Dmg2, 3/4:4
-Fist: M, Dmg2, +1Crit
-Smoke Grenades (0/3)

>>4058637
Should be 5, I think. Will fix.

>>4058637
>>4058703
Hm-hn. Little faith. Entry is Egress too.

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>>4056998

After tangling with the Jacks all night, getting shot and stabbed to hell, it feels good to Ramirez and Boulder to not only reach their targets but to put them down with one good hit each. Nice when something is easy for a change.

Upstairs is an office, maybe a counting room. Piles of money, drugs, and jewelry sit half-sorted on old wooden desks. A trail of dollar bills, some still fluttering slowly to the ground, lead out an open window and across the roof, away from the cops. Some empty duffel bags lie on the floor -- Entry and Jim each grab one hastily shove what they can of the loot inside.

Smoke grenades go out, covering the entrances to the coatcheck foyer -- that is, the doors and the big hole you made with a car. Might be enough to screen your exit. Guess you'll find out.

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>>4058942

There was nobody in that room, so uhhh, so much for those grenades, but they certainly made a nice loud bang. And hey, at least there's a door. Looks like you'll need it, too. HCPD isn't going to let a little smoke stop them for long.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=phL6fDiYNJk

Turn 11 begins.

>>4058949
Name: Blackjack
Type: Assassin
HP 1/5
Edge 0/5
Move 4
Defense 7

Cool: 3
Sharp: 1
Hard: 0
Weird: 2

Bullet Time (0 AP, 1 Edge.) Evade the first attack vs you this turn. At the end of next turn, you can [Flash Step] (1AP) behind attacker.
Katana- DMG 3, +1 DEF
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1
Smoke Grenades- (1/3 Uses): Area 2, lasts 2 turns. -4 ACC to attacks in or through

Seeing that the room and the OTHER back door was left unguarded, Blackjack immediately ran towards the exit at full sprint. However, she barely made it two steps before her horribly painful gut wound started acting up, and she almost threw up from the pain.

She decided to just limp towards the back door, instead.

>1 NW, 1 W, 2 N
>1 NW, 1 N, Escape.

"Sorry fellas, but I'm about to keel over." And with that MYSTERIOUS and INTRIGUING one-liner, the assassin vanished out the back door, into the night... where she's illuminated by a nearby streetlight anyway.

>>4058949
Name: Ramirez
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 5/8, Edge 1/6, Move 5, Defence 5, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Sharp 2, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 2/4, Breach)
Special Talent: Steadfast (2 tokens)
Gear: Frag Grenades x0

>Move 1NE, 2E, 3N.
>Move the rest of the way to the extraction door.

Ramirez smirks at the accountant's whining. "You call that getting hurt? I was being easy with you."

>>4058690
"Don't have to tell me twice, ma'am." Rushing towards the extraction, he pauses at the door.
>>4058632
>>4057082
"Hey, Mizuchi, Okeana! Don't stick around, hear? Packages are secure, just head straight to Evac! There's nothing to be gained by playing the hero!" For a moment, he's not in the Nebula nightclub, instead standing in the scorching hills of Afghanistan. Shaking himself, he heads through the door to freedom.

Ah-ha. A ready exit.

>>4058949
>Stuff some more loot if available
>>Leave by the office window

Entry, Psycho
HP 5, Edge 0, Def 5
Cool 1, Sharp 1, Hard 2, Weird 2
Shotgun (Breach D4 crit 8 Range 10 1/8), Pistol (D2 crit 8 Range 10, 4/12), Fists (D2, crit 7)
Doorkicker

>>4058949
Name: Boulder
Class: Thug
Stats: HP 4/9, Edge 0/4, Move 4, Defense 8 (+1 Drug kit), Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 4, Cool 4 (+1 Drug kit)
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12), Bruiser (Melee, Damage 3, Crit on 9)
Special Talent: Powerhouse
Gear: Drug Kit (1/3)

>Move N4
>Move N1, NE3
>Move NE2, N2

"Okeana, baby doll, we gotta move, fast! This whole joint's boutta blow!"

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>4058949
Name: Caphound
Type: Psycho
Stats: HP 6/7, Edge 0/4, Move 5, Defence 4, Crit on 7
Factors: Hard 2, Cool 0, Sharp 0, Weird 3
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), Bat (Melee, Damage 3), Ball (1 AP, 1 Use, Range 10, 2 Damage, Stun)
Special Talent: Animal Within
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 AP, 1 Use, deploy adjacent, friendlies can restock for 2 AP with 2 Uses to fully restore magazine and reserve ammo)

Shoot Cop 5 Southeast, 4 South
Move 2 Northeast, 2 East
Prepare to shoot the first cop uniform in range

"What they said! Leave the killing to me!" Caphound punctuates this statement with a few potshots at one of the cops. It was getting easier to stop herself hurling her body into harm's way now that she'd spent some of her energy and everyone was pulling out. The urge was still there, as it always was, but it was slowly crawling to the back of her mind and its justifications were losing strength.

>>4058949
Name: Heckler
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 5/7, Edge 0/6, Move 5, Defence 6, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 2, Cool 1, Sharp 2, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 0/16, Auto)
Special Talent: Inspire
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 use)

>(1 AP) Move North East 1, East 2, South East 1
>(2 AP) React with Autofire (3 shots) to the Cop that walks through the smoke.

"Covering fire." Heckler mutters as he shifts around Winter to get to the hole in the wall, in a perfect position to fire down upon the police entering. "The Cops are going to breach soon. Let's get out before we're SWATed like flies. Get it, SWAT... There I go again with the bad jokes."

" Huh shit, this musta been a security room or the vault. Whatever.
>North 3, NW through door
> Drop the last smoke grenade here.
> Become regular bystander and walk out.

[Brain] || C: 1 || H: 0 || S: 2 || W: 3 ||
Ap:3 HP:2/5 Mov:4 Edge:2/6 Def:+1
-SideArm:Beretta [][][][]/8 RNG:10 DMG:2 [Crit on 4]
Fists DMG:2 , Crit on [5]
Recon Pulse
Duffel Bag:
-Feasibly deniable smoke grenade.
-No Evidence
-No Evidence
/ A pack of Lucky strikes

>>4058949
Smoke filled the room, the multicolor lights of the club filtering through them. Had this not been an emergency, Honey Badger would've stopped to appreciate it. I stead, he scanned the room, and grabbed his radio. "Oi Okeana! If I don't see you at evac I'm going to be sorely disappointed! Get moving before I have to drag you out! GO!"
>Inspire Okeana (free, -1 edge) >>4057082
>Move 4E
>Move 3E 1N
>React with AR quick shot on any cops coming in through the south

Name: Honey Badger
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP:6/7 Edge:1/7 Move:4 Defense:4 Crit on 9+
Factors: Cool:0 Sharp:3 Hard:2 Weird:1
Weapons: Pistol (range 10, dmg2, 4/12 ammo)
AR (range 20, dmg3, 3/4 ammo, auto)
Fists (Melee, dmg2, crit +1)
Talent: Inspire
Gear: Drug Kit (3/3)

>>4058949

> [Stats]
[Operator] || C: 3 || H: 0 || S: 3 || W: 0 ||
|| HP: (3/5) || Edge: (2/7) || Move: 4 || Defense: (4)+3 || Crit: 10 ||
> [Load-out]
[AR] || Rng: 20 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: (4/4)(0/16) || {Auto} ||
[Pistol] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: (4/4)(12/12) ||
[Fists] || Rng: 1 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: n/a || Crit: +1 ||
[Ammo bag] || {Deploy}: Place an ammo bag adjacent to Player. This action costs 1AP and can be done twice. || {Restock}: While next to an ammo bag, restore all magazine and reserve ammo. This action costs 2AP and can only be done twice.
> [Skills]
[Lightning reload] || Once per turn, reload for 0 AP. ||

> 2AP || Move [E]x3, [N]x2, [NW]x1.
> 1AP || Leave via rear exit.

Uh what happens to the girl?

>>4058949
Clicking his tongue satisfiedly, Doctor Ben holds the bottle up to the colored lights for a moment, then shoves it into his pocket and ducks through a hole in the wall.

"Pick up your legs and hurry, we have enough dead to pour liquor to already."

>Move 2E N W
>Take cover
>React with a pistol shot at any cop entering sight.

Name: Doctor Ben
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 5/5, Edge 4/5, Move 4, Defence 6, Crit on 7+ (6+ w/ SMG)
Factors: Weird 3, Cool 2, Sharp 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), SMG (Range 10, Damage 3, Ammo 0/9, Auto, +1 Crit)
Special Talent: Visions of Death
Gear: Frag Grenades x2 (AoE 2, dmg 4, rng 5/20)
Loot: some nice fucking rum.

>>4059268
This is part hotline Miami so i'm assuming she'll join our group as an emotional support figure before being brutally murdered.

>>4058949
Maximillian "Max" Thompson

>Stats:
Class: Operator
HP: 5/5
Def: 7
Armor: 0/2
Edge: 3/6
Move: 5
H: 0 | C: 3 | S: 2 | W: 0

>Gear:
Fists (Rng: Melee, Dmg: 2)
Pistol (Rng: 10, DMG 2, Ammo 4/12)
AR (Rng: 20, DMG 3, Ammo: 4/4, {Auto})
Armor Bag (2AP, 1/1 Uses): 3 Allies can take plates (2AP) that block 2 shots.
0
>Skills:
Shoot&Dodge (0AP, 1 Edge) Move and Shoot, spending additional edge to fire until mag is empty. Immune to reaction shots while moving.

>Move 3S
>Open door and use it as cover
>React shot to doorway at the end of the hallway

"Cmon fuckers, we don't have all day!". Getting anxious about how many are going out in body bags, Max props open a door and prepares to fire on the boys in blue piling into the club.

>>4058949


>Block with Shield, Direction south
>Move 1 E, 2 NE and 2 E
>Move 1 E, 1 NE, 1 E and 2 N


"Move, they are coming in full force !"
Name: Castle
Type: Enforcer
Stats:
HP 4/8
Edge 0/6
Move 5
Defence 5
Crit on 10

Factors: Hard 3, Sharp 2, Cool 0, Weird 0, Move 1

Weapons:
- Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 0/10)
- Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
- Shield (Block) (1 AP): Full cover Vs all shots from one direction.

Special Talent: Teamwork Tactics: Friendlies next to you get +2 to Hit and +1 to Move.

Gear: Medic Bag (Deploy) 1AP 1Use; Deploy medic bag adjacent. Friendlies next to it can [Full Heal] (2 AP, 3 uses) to fully heal themselfs

>>4058949

"I don't fancy any of these cop fucks IDing us, get a fuckin' move on!"
Solomon grabs a glock from a nearby dead gangster and takes a knee behind the counter. The gun's small frame feels weird in his hands, but he's ready to lay down some covering fire.

>Move 1NW
>Take cover behind the bar counter
>[React] Shoot any cop coming through the smoke that is in range. {Pistol}

Name: Solomon
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 9/9, Edge 2/4, Move 4, Defence 7, Crit on 10
Hard 4 / Cool 3 / Sharp 0 / Weird 0
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12)
Bruiser Fists (Melee, Damage 3, Crit on 9)
Special Talent: Powerhouse [+1 Hard, Resistant to Crits]
Gear: Armor Bag (0/1)

>>4058949

Name: Ramov
Type:Assassin

HP 3/6
Edge 0/4
Move 4
Defense 6


Hard: 1
Cool: 3
Sharp:0
Wierd: 2

Weapons: x2 Pistols, Pistol, fists
Special talent: Bullet time
Gear: Smoke grenades (1/3)
Crit at 8

>move 2 NE 2N
>Move 3 N 1 E
>move 2 N 2 E

"Bacon out of the woodwork!"

Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>4058962
"Dame dame, Ramirez. I'm not trying to be a hero, it would merely be dishonorable if I fled first in the shape that I'm in. The door is still in my reach." Ramirez was probably most likely outside the door a few seconds into this monologue, but the young man was doing it more for his nerves than anything else. Cops were tenacious, good shots, holding as long as he was was tempting fate. But Boulder and a few others still had to make it through the cops' killzone, and he wanted to help as much as he could. The bass began to build with the cops' footfalls and shouting growing louder.

>>4058949
"Eh, cops! Soory, but you will not kill my nakamas as long as I draw breath!"
>Take Cover
>Roll Weird to, uh, taunt? the cops, whatever Mizuchi's trying to accomplish here.
>Reaction: Quick Shot with Pistol

Name: Mizuchi
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 6/6 (2 Armor), Edge 0/4, Move 4, Defence 6+1(Katana), Crit on 7
Factors: Hard 1, Cool 2, Sharp 0, Weird 3
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), Katana (Melee, Damage 3, Defense+1)
Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4 Uses)
Special Talent: Bullet Time

>>4058949

Name: Blue Streak
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 3/5, Edge 3/5, Move 4, Defence 9, Crit on 8
Factors: Hard 0, Cool 3, Sharp 1, Weird 2
Weapons: x2 Pistols (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/11), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6),
Gear: Frag Grenades
Talent: Bullet Time

>Move 1 NW, 3 W
>Move 3 W, 1 NW
>Leave

>>4058949
>Move S, SW
>Quickshot overwatch South East Area with SMG
>Quickshot overwatch South East Area with SMG
>Ignore South and Southwest overwatch targets, too much smoke and other people are already focusing it.
[Psycho]

|| C: 0 || H: 2 || S: 0 || W: 3 ||

|| HP: 4/7 || Edge: 0/4 || Move: 5 || Defence: 4 || Crit on 7-10 ||
> [Load-out]
[SMG] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: 3/3 || {Auto} || +1 Crit
[Pistol] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: 0/12 ||
[Fists] || Rng: Melee || Dmg: 2 || +1 crit

> [Skills]
[Hurting Other People] || +1 Damage if you are not at Max HP ||

> [Gear]
[First Aid Kit] (AP: 1, Uses: 4)|| Heal yourself or a friendly next to you for 3 H

>>4058949
Name: Sin
Type: Psycho
Stats:
HP 7/7 Edge 5/5
Move 4 Defense 5
Hard 2 Cool 1 Sharp 1 Weird 2
Crit on 7

[SMG]: Rng: 10 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: 4/4 (Auto) +1 Crit
[Pistol]: Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: 4/12
[Fists]: Rng: Melee || Dmg: 2

Move:
E:7
N:1


Action:
None

Dialogue:
None

>>4058949
Name: Jim
Type: Operator
Stats:
HP: 4/5
+Vest
Edge: 3/7
Move: 5
Defense: 7
Factors:
Cool 2
Sharp 3
Hard (always) 0
Weird 0
Weapons:
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
AR (Range 20, Dmg 3, Ammo 4/8) + Auto
Special Talent:
Shootdodge
Gear:
Aid Kit (AP: 1, Uses: 2)|3HP

>>4058942
"No skirts, but I'll take it!"

>Leave through open window

>>4058942
>>4058949
"At least one survivor. Well, shit. Sorry Boss, the heat's a bit to high to track the fucker down today. Maybe the poindexters will know who was up here."
>Depart from Nebula via Window
>Regret failure to set the place on fire

Operator Non Grata
Hp 2/5 | Edge 0/7 | Move 5
Def 6 | Crit 10
Cool 2 | Sharp 3
Hard 0 | Weird 0
[Shootdodge]

-Pistol (×2): Rng10, Dmg2, 3/4:4
-Fist: M, Dmg2, +1Crit
-Smoke Grenades (0/3)

>>4058949
Jenny hands her taser to the civilian girl as she leaves the club.
"First sign of trouble, pop a cop or a thug with this and run. You have to be pretty close and both prongs have to stick for it to work, but it'll buy you valuable time. You're free to stick with us if you want, the streets aren't exactly safe at the moment."

>>4058949
>+1AP from inspire
>Move 2E, 3NE, 5N, 5NE, 1E, 1N, 3E [20 Spaces, 4AP]

>>4058974
"Did you not hear me tell you this? I do not understand..."

As she passes by, Oкeaнa places a gloved hand on Caphound's shoulder, she offers some reassurance, though no words are spoken.

Name: Okeana
Type: Operator
HP: 5/5
Edge: 0/7
Move: 5
Defense: 6
Crit on 10's

Factors: Hard 0, Cool 2, Sharp 3, Weird 0, Move 1

Weapons / Gear:
DMR (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 3/0)
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/9)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6)
First Aid Kit (1AP, 2/4) Heal self or adjacent friendly for 3 HP.

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>>4058949

"If you've got someplace nearby to hole up from the cops, I guess I better," the girl says to your invitation to stick around. "HCPD's not exactly fussy about their targets. You just make sure those masked ones don't try any funny business."

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>>4061316

In the hallways, Badger takes a bullet but is covered by Castle and Max, while in the main room of the club, the first couple cops to try and push ahead eat a hail of bullets from all the crooks with guns at the ready. The other cops hang back and take cover, not so eager to run out there anymore, which gives everyone on the crew left inside just enough time to slip out the back.

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>>4061321

The exits get a little crowded, but in interest of not taking a bullet in the back, everyone squeezes through pretty quick. A warm breeze blows through the alleyways as the team splits up to the respective escape routes, knowing they'll eventually all wind up at one of the same few places, the pre-arranged meeting spots and safe houses that your crew knows are still secure, those that are hidden or run by close friends.

It cost you, but you're one step further towards paying back Spider for what he's done, and avenging the Boss. Whether it's justice, revenge, power, violence, or just a good old-fashioned payday, tonight you got a little closer to what you wanted.

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>>4061326

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oSCC2stxVyc

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>>4061328

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EL_pBJN_O3M

Head someplace to chill out and let your blood settle.

>Safehouse (Bring the accountants here to interrogate)
>Jameson Bar & Pool
>24-Hour Video Rental
>Late Night Diner

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>>4061332

>>4061332
>To a burger joint so we can grab a bite
>then the safehouse

>>4061332
>Jameson Bar & Pool
>4 shots tequila, 1 glass of the grappa
"Raise one up for Twitch, shoot one down for Rick, pour one out for The Boss, and one more to remember we're still alive."
'And then some time alone at the side table with a drink that doesn't taste like pissed-in petrol to figure out this note. Should maybe see the doc in the morning.'

>>4061355

The first drink goes down easy. The others, not so much.

Before your vision blurs too hard, you pull out the note and have a look. You thought it was a phone number, at first, when you had a quick glance at it in the club. But there are actually only six numbers. And wait, this one isn't even a number, it's an "E". 12E219. What the hell is this?

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>>4061332
The earbuds come out, are wound neatly and are tucked straight into a vest pocket. There are small, black spots on the edges of her gloves where the rubber has worn in from this little ritual. Oкeaнa walks over to her car, a 1980 Datsun Fairlady Z, sent over with her right out of the factory. They both were, really.

Her bag goes straight into the trunk, and Oкeaнa walks around to the front. Keys jingle and turn, a motor thrums. She plugs her Walkmann into the stereo.
https://youtu.be/FiMC1XQ21r0

"Hey, <Pitbull>, how about Yerry's, yeah?"

>>4061332
>Safehouse

Ramirez dumps the accountant into the getaway van like a sack of potatoes, before stopping to help anyone else heading to the safehouse in. "Come on, come on, we don't have long before they get us!"

He's in last after everyone's embarked, nervously sitting at the back with shotgun readied. The safehouse is a welcome sight by the time it pulls into view. "Phew. We made it. Too bad about RIck and Twitch, though." A sigh.

>>4061360
'East 219th. Back home in Empire that'd be a nice little church on the corner. Where's that down here? Fuck, howsit still so damn hot. Air isself wants to kill me, and nowhere serves up a good slice. I miss Mario's.'
Liquor does not, in fact, help an Operator focus on the task at hand.

>>4061332
>Late night diner. Specifically, the old mom-and-pop place that had been running since the 50s' that was right down the road from her apartment in Castle Green.
She could ditch this car she stole there, and call Lena from the phone outside. Yeah. That sounded like a plan. Maybe she could finally get patched up.

>>4061332
>Safehouse
Changed into a neat black suit, tophat and purple shirt, Doctor Ben conducts preparations in the darkened room. Candles are lit and a glass of Havana Maximo is set out, along with two expensive cigars and some grilled peanuts. Chanting in an unholy mix of English, French and Ewe, Ben pours the rum onto the floor three times - for Rick, for Twitch and an extra large one for Wolf. May their spirits arrive to the underworld safely and quickly, guided by Baron Samedi. The sacrifice, both expensive and taken from their enemies, should please him enough for that.

>>4061370
Tucking her pistol back into her pocket and slinging her bat over her shoulder, Caphound jerks her head in Okeana's direction. "Hnnh? Jerry's?" She nods enthusiastically. " 'Was about to say all that killing made me hungry! You're psychic, Oka." She steps into the passenger's side, having not been particularly far from her maybe-friend's side anyway. Was there a word for that? She rolled her head back in thought for a moment.

Nah, probably not.

The mask tenderly comes off and she brushes some /something/ off it out the window. Her face is sweaty under the mask. All of her body is, really. Not much of it was left though, so she wasn't in danger of sticking to the seat. She laughs as the energy of the battle runs out of her, laying the bat over into the backseat and then sinking into her own.

"You got cash?" she asks suddenly, jolting up and patting her pants. "I think I've got—ah, gotcha!" She produces a pink wallet with a kitten lined black and filled with white on its front. She holds up a finger to try and forestall any mockery. "Don't—don't laugh, alright? 's not mine. I found this in some blonde bimbo's hand after I told her I'd break her fingers 'n pop her boobs if she didn't." She looks over at Okeana and flashes a sly smile, a rare thing for Caphound, whose face is normally split by wide, toothy grins of anticipation, enjoyment, or ecstasy. "What a cliche, right? Anyway, I think there's a few fifties and twenties in there. Think I saw a hundred, too. So I can do the money shit, yeah?"

>>4061332
>Back to base
Heckler steps out of the get away van, unloading weapons as he heads towards the armoury and bunks. Too bad that Rick died, but when you get shanked six times in the chest, there isn't much one can do about it except for field surgery which gets most medics killed.

Ramirez'll need some tools to get the point across, and as soon as he finishes up with those, he proceeds to grab a bucket, a towel, a car battery, some jumper cables and nice set of hand drills.

>>4061332
>Safehouse

Solomon piles into the getaway van, blood still dripping off of him and staining the seats. At least he had some time to bandage himself up before the escape. He rubs his hands together, cracks his knuckles and lights up a cigarette.

The ride home is calm, he lets the adrenaline wash out of his system, looking at the street lights pass by. Halfway through he has to sock one of the accountants in the face again, when he looked like he was waking up.

The van comes to a stop and Solomon comes out after Heckler, carrying an accountant over his shoulder and whistling a jolly tune. Inside, he grabs a chair and some duct tape, getting the man ready for the coming interrogation. A thug's work is never done.

>>4061332
>Safehouse, checking loot for any club paperwork mixed in

Entry consulted a pocket ledger on the ride home. Two informers, two bags of cash and contraband. These, in exchange for 52-ing a deck of Jacks and a shift of nightclub staff. Account likely incomplete, the Miss' room having been glossed over during inventory... Typical, but in Entry's estimation, nothing there could balance the additional Give of two colleagues.

Early on, Entry had taken to heart "You get out of life what you give," his father's words. Entry had determined himself to see out the saying's truth, even if, as he also took to heart, the parity could not always be apparent. Even if he was also obliged to permit Misses to complicate transactions, throw off all his models.

That was why he had joined The Gang. In concert, mens' Get and Give rose and fell with more stability, and more vitally, in parallel. Men and Misses, averagers and error sinks. The loss of specificity was annoying, but tolerable, for his mind's peace...

Which had been disturbed by Spider's deviation, now an outstanding balance on the former level of Entry's short but notable series of mothers. If anything in the bag could lead to Spider, that might be sufficient Get after all.

>>4061332

> Back to safehouse

Boulder looked at each and every bloodied face of his comrade in the getaway vehicle. Sully, Ramov, Caphound, Okeana, Heckler and.... ugh, Sin. In his armpit, the neck of the accountant is still clutched tightly. A few faces are missing from his squad, though that's a fact he have long accepted since he entered the crime game.

"A botched job. Shame that the police came that soon. Could've gotten much smoother otherwise. We got what we came here for though. Mr. Accountant here and us are going to have a nice long civil chat, isn't that right my man?"

The poor pencil pusher taps on the muscled arm that is slowly tightening more and more around his neck, threatening death by asphyxiation.

>>4061332
Pain. The merc clutched his shoulder as he walked towards the getaway van. No, to be honest, he was more annoyed than anything. A cop had scored a lucky shot at him as he coordinated the evac. He could feel the warm blood seeping into the fabric. Not only that, but two kids had died under his watch, because he had tried to do something fancy. This felt arguably worse than the bullet. He had promised the boss he'd keep everyone safe, and yet the moment she was gone, he had lost two people? Fucking pitiful.

He hopped into the van, giving Ramirez a nod. "Good job out there." After unloading his rifle, he grabbed a knife, the first aid kit under one of the seats, and dug the tip of the blade into the bullet wound. Seconds later, the crunched up bullet hit the metal roof with a ping. Letting out a sigh, he poured medical alcohol on the wound, and methodically bandaged it. This would do for now. The merc then looked around at his companions. "Alright kids. When we get back to base, who wants some s'mores?" If someone had peeked under the mask, they could have seen a faint, tired, yet proud smile.

>>4061332

> [Stats]
[Operator] || C: 3 || H: 0 || S: 3 || W: 0 ||
|| HP: (3/5) || Edge: (2/7) || Move: 4 || Defense: (4)+3 || Crit: 10 ||
> [Load-out]
[AR] || Rng: 20 || Dmg: 3 || Amm: (4/4)(0/16) || {Auto} ||
[Pistol] || Rng: 10 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: (4/4)(12/12) ||
[Fists] || Rng: 1 || Dmg: 2 || Amm: n/a || Crit: +1 ||
[Ammo bag] || {Deploy}: Place an ammo bag adjacent to Player. This action costs 1AP and can be done twice. || {Restock}: While next to an ammo bag, restore all magazine and reserve ammo. This action costs 2AP and can only be done twice.
> [Skills]
[Lightning reload] || Once per turn, reload for 0 AP. ||

> Head directly to the Safehouse.

>>4061332
>Safehouse

>>4061372
Jim piles into the getaway car as quick as he could, settling into an odd position to spare his wound. "Yeah, but we'll make sure they pay a hundred times more. For the boss, and for the gang." He then turned his attention away from Ramirez.

"I want first dig at interrogating them, you guys think we can do that?"

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>>4061332

The first mission was expectedly disappointing. Like a man visiting his girlfriend's parents or finding himself in a new clique, Alan's actions were too awkward and stiff trying not to mess up so much he failed to really stand out.

The night was still pretty good however as he at least got a sense of the group he'd joined so he considered that a plus.

Ignoring his likely broken rib, he gave an awkward smile as he made his way to some of the gangsters to talk to them

>>4059651
>>4059417
>>4060460
>>4061207

"Hi, if you guys aren't doing anything you wanna hang out? I can make a mean Stroganoff and if you don't want that we can order take out while we watch some movies. I've also got an Atari 5200 that I can get"

"It's fine you don't want to , I just figured it'd be nice you know?"

He looked at them expectedly waiting for an answer with bated breath.

>>4061332
>Head to the 24-Hour Video Rental, Mizuchi's usual joint, owner imports a lot of shit, not just anime.

>>4061689
>>4061207
>>4059417
>>4059651
The young assassin was standing half in his beat up compact, swearing under his breath as he tried to turn over the thing. Hearing Alan talking behind him, he turned around, carefully shutting the door as not to slam his braided hair in it, he'd been laughed at by the crew for doing that before. He looked around, somewhat nervously, after hearing the young psychopath's offer to hang out. Alan was weird, he was drinking buddies with Jacketwolf by extension of hanging out with the rest of the crew, but she was a predictable, consistent kind of fucking insane. Still, his sixth sense gave him an even more nervous vibe from the masked killer.

Mizuchi will sigh. "Eh, sure, why the hell not? Grab whatever seat you want, think I got room for the three of you in this old thing if you're down to come with too. We'll swing by Mitch's Videodrome since it's still open this time of night, great guy, imports a lot of foreign shit if you're into that." At this, he'd turn around and finally start the damn car. Part of him wondered if this timing was coincidental.

>>4061332
Settling down into the back of a van, Max sighed and slumped against the wall, the surge of adrenaline from the club finally wearing off. Pulling a cig from a pocket in his jacket, he lit up, taking a long drag to ease his mind before settling up next to the window.

>>4061689
>>4061727
"I'm always down for some homemade cooking, beats whatever slop I was gonna find myself eating." Max is practically salivating at the chance for actual food, he hadn't been grocery shopping in the past few months due to an extreme case of laziness.

>>4061727
Jenny drags the new girl along to Mizuchi's compact, occupying the back seats. "Don't worry, anybody gets handsy I'll pop them myself. And you *do* have that taser I gave you."
>Suddenly remembering her pistol is dry, Jenny ejects the magazine and slots a new one in.
"Oh my god, I just remembered. Introductions! I'm Jenny, and you are?"

>>4061881
"No kidding, I've been living off instant ramen for the past week. Cheap packaged crap is shameful compared to the real thing."

>>4061893
He'll turn around, running quick mental math about the number of seats. "Ok, sure, if I can peel out of a gunfight in this thing we can fit six people in it. You get first call on the music Jenny, owe you that for the singing earlier, really got me in the mood for violence."

He'll realize after Jenny introduces herself to the slightly bloodstained dancer that he doesn't recognize her either. "Oh, you're not part of the crew are you? I'm Mizuchi, something of a 'Ronin' now that the boss is dead."

>>4061527
"Ramirez chuckles as he watches Solomon and boulder drag the two accountants to interrogation. "Thanks. I aim to please."

>>4061639
"Sure thing, just talk to Heckler about any tools you'll need."

>>4061422
>Head to Jerry's Diner

The psychic Russian lets out a snicker at the sight of such a girly wallet, escalating into a ladylike chuckle with the accompanying story. Pulling into the parking lot, she checks her holster before cutting the engine and opening the driver's door. A pair of impeccably shiny aviators rises from the doorframe, and Heat City smog mixes with a bright coastal breeze, catching Oкeaнa's equally bright red hair as she surveys the lot. The sight of at least one friendly already eating puts her at ease somewhat. She leans forward with her hips, steel toes coming off the pavement as her head pokes back inside the car. Oкeaнa's eyebrows come up as she takes a glance downward at Caphound's bandaged hands.

"So, can someone of your skill with a -I forget word- milii weapon really make a breast go," she places a thumb inside her cheek and purses her lips, "*POP*?"

>>4061727
>"Eh, sure, why the hell not? Grab whatever seat you want, think I got room for the three of you in this old thing if you're down to come with too. We'll swing by Mitch's Videodrome since it's still open this time of night, great guy, imports a lot of foreign shit if you're into that."

"Shotgun of course, people usually get antsy when I sit behind them. Mitch from Tyford street? I thought he was a pet store?"

>>4061881
>"I'm always down for some homemade cooking, beats whatever slop I was gonna find myself eating."

"Hope you're not allergic to anything cause my mother's Stroganoff recipe has a bit of mushrooms and cheese. Might have some bell peppers so if anybody's allergic we can have some bell peppers and beef instead."

>>4061955
>"No kidding, I've been living off instant ramen for the past week. Cheap packaged crap is shameful compared to the real thing."

The psycho frowns at the unhealthy lifestyle Mizuchi's been living for the past few days

"That's not good, you need to at least get some greens or something. The heavy bleeding means your body's gonna need some iron, something like spinach."

"I dunno how to make Ramen, Soba or Uddon though and I'm not sure the safehouse has the ingredients. Maybe next time you can make dinner."

>>4061893
>>4061337
He peels off his plastic gloves, throwing them out the window then turns towards the back seat to shake the girl's hand.
"Hi random girl sorry for what you had to go through, I'm Alan! Just some dude probably LARPing as another dude who followed a bunch of dudes in a restaurant when they decided to kill some bad dudes."

>>4061893
"Jenn you got any movie recommendations? If I recall correctly you seemed like a fan of videos so I figured you might know some good movies."

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>>4061332
>>4061337

>Late Night Diner

Ramov goes to a small diner in one of the more run down districts to see his friend Joseppi, one of the oldest living criminals in the city.

After some introductions and small talk they order food and eat in silence when Jossepi, who has clearly been shifting his weight uncomfortably a few times finally says

"Ramov, one of my informants tell me you and a bunch of the surviving crew of that dead boss attacked the jacks and killed 4 of there heads.. tell me I didint have him beat up for telling me the truth"

Ramov remains quiet a few moments knowing this would come and his mentor would scold him but how could he understand

"Your informant was right Jossepi..."

Jossepis eyes light up

"ανόητος! Have you learnt nothing! You shouldve left town after the ambush you idiot, do you want to die is that it? hm?"

"What do you expect from me? To forget an attempt at my life like that? You think spiders going to stop before he sees us all dead? We either kill him or we die regardless that is how it is"

Jossepi has defeated look in his eyes, he knows this his seen what happens when people try to run seen the story played out a hundred times before

"You know all this already old man why did you ask me?"

Jossepi smirks

"because I wanted to make sure i wasent giving you these in vain.."

he gives Ramov a wood box then leaves

Its Jossepis Pair of M1911s

>go back to the safehouse

>>4062561
Mizuchi will look over as the injured psycho hops into the passenger seat. He'll motion his head towards the glove box. "Put a First Aid Kit in there if you need one, tearing up a perfectly good suit to patch up my wounds at the club and then driving to get burgers is not an experience I'm going to repeat. Anyhow, it's the same Mitch. You just go into the alley by the pet shop and there's stairs down to the basement. It's his side gig, just gotta ring the bell to get him to come down and ring you up, it's an enthusiast kind of place, honor code, you know how it works. Don't steal anything or I'll ram this katana down your throat." He said the last part quite chipperly as he put the car into gear.

His eyes will light up. "Homecooked noodles huh? Soory, but I've never learned how to cook, assassin work pays the food bill pretty damn well. I can't say I'm not excited at the possibility though, cheap stuff has played havoc on my digestion. Think old Doc Hans would appreciate if I picked him up some groceries anyhow, since I've been intruding on his hospitality since shit went down."

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>>4061955
Jenny grabs a cassette and hands it to Mizuchi.
"One of my favorites."
https://youtu.be/p3j2NYZ8FKs
>>4062561
"Oh, I don't think I talked about movies yet. I'd be down to see Predator, but that's currently in theaters. How about The Thing?"
https://youtu.be/5ftmr17M-a4

>>4062707
>"Put a First Aid Kit in there if you need one, tearing up a perfectly good suit to patch up my wounds at the club and then driving to get burgers is not an experience I'm going to repeat. Anyhow, it's the same Mitch. You just go into the alley by the pet shop and there's stairs down to the basement. It's his side gig, just gotta ring the bell to get him to come down and ring you up, it's an enthusiast kind of place, honor code, you know how it works."

"I'm good it's probably just a bruise and this blood isn't mine, got off easy all things considered. Those guys were punks. Yeah Mitch seemed like a nice guy went to him when one of my -... An acquaintance of mine needed to get her cat checked out."

>Don't steal anything or I'll ram this katana down your throat."

His face scrunches into a slight frown as he hears Mizuchi say that.

"Do you really have to threaten to kill me though? It doesn't have to be the first thing that pops into your mind when you speak to people you know? Gotta compartmentalize one life with the others, keep yourself sane or at least grounded in reality. Least that was what I was told."

>"Homecooked noodles huh? Soory, but I've never learned how to cook, assassin work pays the food bill pretty damn well. I can't say I'm not excited at the possibility though, cheap stuff has played havoc on my digestion. Think old Doc Hans would appreciate if I picked him up some groceries anyhow, since I've been intruding on his hospitality since shit went down."

However Alan quickly fixed his mood when the topic of food came up.

"I dunno how to make them man, does the crew have any Japs around who know how to cook? Maybe if we hit a Yakuza crew one of the Geishas will ride with us this time haha"

"Speaking of noodles though I know lots of people have a thing against Victor Charlies but man can they make a good Pho. Great coffee too, shame a bunch of them closed down after the war."

>>4063069
>"Oh, I don't think I talked about movies yet. I'd be down to see Predator, but that's currently in theaters. How about The Thing?"

"I dunno man, I've seen both like 3 times. The only fun I get out those movies is hearing people talk about Childs and Macready-... Well that's a spoiler."

"You can watch those movies any time you want is what I'm saying, mark my words they'll get immortalized and years from now people will still be talking about them and the extreme diarrhea Arnold had during filming. I'm really in the mood for something weird like Fritz- wait no that gets pretty explicit borderline porn. Maybe Cobra?"

Alan straightens his back and speaks in a deep slurred voice like he'd been hit by a dart filled with horse tranquilizer

"You're the disease, and I'm the cure."

He rubs his chin with his fingers and hums in thought before slapping his seat!

"Ohh! Ohh I got it!!"

"Blood Freak! It's freaking hilarious dude, this Vietnam vet gets addicted to refers by a little girl and turns into a turkey after eating turkey hormones!"

>>4063069
He'll put it into the radio and cautiously increased the volume. Slowly, he began to relax and set it to what he felt the perfect volume was. "Hmm, I can work with this. Curious how this is more calming than Bonnie Tyler. Context I suppose." He'd softly bob his head as he drove. "I will throw myself on the taste of you and Alan when it comes to picking out movies, Hollywood is not the film scene I follow."

>>4063172
He'll turn a tad red, realizing he offhandedly threatened to murder a comrade.

"Soory about that, access to my fresh Japanese imports is a life and death matter to me. Mitch is the go to guy in Heat City for these, and I felt like a warning was necessary bringing several killers to his establishment. Though I can tell from your taste in film that you have developed taste in media as well, and that I have nothing to fear."

He'll tap his chin, somewhat hungry now considering the food talk.

"Vietnamese food has never quite been to my liking, guess people went after all the good ones' first during the war, since they came to mind first. What a shame..."