Fast-forward: Wendy, fragmenting over the wild idea someone's trying to kill her. We meet at a Friskie's, where my citizenship gives me access to the full menu and sovereign ground to catch my breath.

A killer with a gun, storming the Friskie's, almost killing us both. His partner, trying to get Wendy into the street beyond the reach of corporate rule.

Me with the shooter's gun, standing over the body, finding a disk, running out the door with Wendy's hand in mine.

My eyes crack open painfully, lids crusty like batteries left too long in a control. The adrenomax was always rough on you, the comedown even more so. I couldn't really feel it until now. Last night I still -

Then I remember.

Last night. After the fight, after I brought Wendy to BB's shop until we could figure out what the fuck was exploding around our ears, after BB went to bed. Was it gratitude? Or just the adrenaline, the natural adrenaline her body was pumping into her brain as bullets were flying? Who sent that gun at us? Was it retribution for the dead kid that Wendy worked on? And why did Wendy come to me and not some roid?

Equipment check:

My rig.

His gun.

I came.
Welcome back LQ, always nice to see you.

This disk, with Buddha knows what on it.

A hardware expert marked for death and a cybernetically-enhanced corporate soldier. Not the worst to work with.

The need for information burns at the back of my brainstem recently vacated by the adrenomax ROM.


What now?

>All images in black and white, noir-style

fucking GENIUS.

>>18567868
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/18532455/

Here's part 1 if you want to catch up in full.

>>18567841
Did BB decode the disk yet?

>>18567868

What if the images aren't in black in white, but all the Legos are just varying shades of grays...?

>>18567919
That would be even more genius.

>>18567919
>LEGO Noir
Why isn't this a thing yet?

>those file names

I am caught up now. So we gave BB the disk. And now we... need to find out who was after us at Friskie's?

>>18567912

BB's strictly lotek, even if he does light up like a vending machine every time he goes through a scanner. If this disk is gonna get cracked it's going to be on me, but the tamper protection is state of the art. If I fuck up it's gone for good.

"You're not gonna try cracking that with your old rig, are you?" Wendy's catsuit as she stretches reminds me why I ended the night on the floor of a machine shop. "At least take it to someone with a respectable rig to run it on."

I remember last night, when she offered to upgrade my rig. I didn't think it was innuendo then.


Hmm... What to do, what to do?

rolled 3 = 3

>>18568054
Monetary status report.

rolled 1 = 1

>>18568054

get a new rig?

>>18568108

>Critical failure on getting a new rig
I guess our rig downgraded, got a virus, and then exploded?

This Quest looks legitimately awesome.

LURKING MODE ACTIVATE.

>>18568079

"You're paid up through the weekend." BB holds up a thick wrench in his gloved hand. "I'm not sticking my neck out for you this time, Jack. You can stay here, because we're friends, and you paid for it, but that's as far as we go."

I burned through most of the hard cred I had on hand playing nice with BB, and I haven't dared risk getting back on the Net and collecting my fee from Yuji's job against the Easter Seals. If I want to collect I'm going to have to jack in or go see him live.

What now?

>>18568108
>>18568121
No rolls until I calls for them.

>>18568210

Jack in, acquire dosh from Yuji job. How the fuck does the internet work in this setting, Brickster?

>>18568250

"Are you crazy?" Wendy thinks it's too soon, that whoever's in on this will ping me.

"Relax, this is my day job," I tell her, throwing in a smile for effect. She doesn't return it. "I'll get in, talk to Yuji, then I'll be set long enough to figure something out."

"Relax."

Ready to jack in?

>>18568383

Yah, trick.

There's a port in the back of my head near the base of my skull that accepts eighteen different styles of virtual input connectors. It's how I run adrenomax, along with any other virtual amphetamines or any other wonderdrugs. It's also how I interface with computer systems.

I get ready for the nausea.

Imagine those falling dreams you have sometimes. Your stomach lurches out of your chest, you tumble end over end, flinching like your face is only millimeters above the ground and the impact and

Just then

>>18568755
>WHOA FUCK.gif

things flatten out

and you're there.

A freeger datadump advocating the rights of the homeless blurs by, uninterested in something that pings as a harmless, worthless piece of data. Which is just how I like it. Ahead a newsfeed scrolls, and beyond are the directories for everyone in the known world.

What now?

>>18568778
>this thread is now SUPERGREEN!

>orkx5thelementcrossover.jpg

>>18568819

Head to Yuji, wherever he (she?) is.

>>18568819
Check the local newsfeed, see if last night got any press.

If it did, sucks to be us because the locals will know it.
If it didn't, sucks even more to be us, cause someone is covering it up.

>>18568876
It wouldn't get much. Wendy wiped the cameras, remember.

>>18568890
Yes, but how much it got is the question.

A directory appears in front of me as I approach, and my meatbod sweats a little as I peel out Yuji's encrypted channel from the riff-raff of the other ten billion wired in.

In here, the rig keeps me feeling nice and cool.

A monitor of some kind floats by, scanning my signature as it passes. I assume it's a bot out trawling the Net for fresh fish, but I've seen stranger signatures before.

>>18568998
Signature, eh? Do we recognize the handwriting?

The Friskie's shooting made the news, but thanks to Wendy's emp there's no proof we had anything to do with it. Too bad that doesn't get rid of the body. There's a nice full-angle pic of Wendy's would-be kidnapper laid out where I left him. Wait a minute. Body. Singular. There's nothing on his friend. That means the guy I hit with the coffee wasn't taken in. Or he was and they're keeping it quiet.

I run a broad looksie around the area I'm in. Ostensibly it's to refresh my bearings, but my echo comes back with a little extra data. I think that floater might be interested in me.

What now?

>>18569063

Evade floater. Get right to business with Yuji and gtfo

>>18569063
NO WITNESSES. KILL IT.

>>18569029
If you want to do a deeper scan on the floater roll a d12, but failure will alert it that you're snooping.

>>18569073
>>18569078
These things also require a roll, so uh... I need consensus of at least two votes out of three on wat do.

rolled 2 = 2

>>18569080
Well if we are going to kill the floater anyway, might as well scan it.

rolled 8 = 8

>>18569093

Find Yuji. Acquire Cash. GTFO

rolled 10 = 10

>>18569073
>>18569105
This. Don't let them know you're onto them and just geddout.

Yes, I like this Quest. Lego fella', have you got a schedule I can follow?

I leave the floater alone and plunge forward, streaming at the speed of light through stream after stream, riding the current of data to its terminal.

Yuji won't mind if I interrupt his phone call.

I like this thread

"Jack, buddy," Yuji says, not as happy as I had hoped. "What can I do for you now that you called me?"

"Cut the act, Yuji." They call him Yuji Chernobyl because of the things he does when he gets mad, but I bait him a little anyway. It keeps him from thinking about me the way he thinks of the fish he deals with, the ones who come to him for loans.

"I did your thing, I'm here to collect."

"What, over this transmission?" Yuji puts on a face of dismay. "Jack, I thought better of you. Come see me in person and we'll sort this out." "

"No, here's fine. My line is secure if yours is."

Yuji's face doesn't move.

What now?

>>18569207
>schedule

Ha ha ha... no. I rarely have time to run this, but when I do plan on running a LQ game I try to announce it beforehand. They usually start around 23:00 4chan time.

>>18569290
I take it his line isn't secure.

It's most likely a problem on his end.

Meaning someone has a gun to him.

This may be a trap, we should probe deeper.

>>18569290

Going to meet him in person seems, well, retarded. I don't think we can trust him. Inquire as to why a net-transaction isn't recommended

>>18569323

"What's the problem, Yuji? You don't trust me? Someone listening in behind your chair?"

"Jack, you do good work for me." Yuji relaxes a little. "I trust you. One second." He moves like he's typing, and suddenly there's an incoming datastream aimed my way.

Hard credit is useful for black-market on-the-street purchases. The powers that be know that a certain amount of unrecorded transactions are necessary for modern life. There's also SCS, standard corporate stock, redeemable at half a million different corporations and the closest thing to a world currency there is.

Yuji gives me thirty thousand Eastern Canada dollars. Not bad, the Franks went to war last year again, this time against Iceland. Iceland lost, EC stock is up.

Not enough to buy that boat, but it will get me through what's coming.

"Happy?" Yuji asks, irritation starting to creep back into his voice.

What now?

rolled 10 = 10

>>18569469
Kindly thank him and GTFO before something happens.

>>18569469
Thank him and leave. If that bot is still hanging around, dissasemble it.

"Ecstatic."

"Let me know if you're free again sometime, Jack. I have something else you can do for me."

I let him talk to me like a dog. Who cares, I've got the money.

"Not right now, but soon," I assure him.

I close Yuji and sit in the vacuum of the dead connection for a microsecond of realtime, focusing on the exit.

For the love of god, OP, stop posting. Instead, write this as a book, publish it, and let us revel in it's glory!

There's a ringing in my left ear as I disconnect the wire like someone clapped loud and right next to it. I blink, and Wendy's there.

"Well?"

"He was a tight-ass, like always. But he paid up." I don't offer to give her the specifics, or call it 'our' cred.

"Now what?"

>>18569612
You may be interested in this:

http://www.sendspace.com/file/vb0eib

The collected post-apocalyptic After the Brick. Three LQ stories of life in the badlands with captions.

>>18569657
I think it's time for upgrades!

>>18569657
We still need to know what was on that encrypted disk right?

"About time you came to your senses." Wendy keeps up the veneer but I can tell she's happy to have something to do, something to take herself out of what's going on.

"You'd have never been able to keep up with the protection on that disk with your old reader." Wendy doesn't look up, continues to tap out microwelds for the computer-assisted tool to aim. I try to pretend I'm not concerned but I hover around the edge of the battered old desk anyway.

My rig is featureless on the outside, a solid-state component that in theory has unlimited processing power. Since we got our first plugs there's been an evolutionary war going on between the circuit jockeys like me and the folks on the other side of dreamland. The only way to get around where you really need to go is to connect straight in, but your rig can handle a lot more than your meatbrain.

"There. Done." Wendy sits up, closes one eye for a moment, then hands my rig back over, sighing as her neck stretches after thirty minutes of concentration. I reach for it like it's an injured baby and pack it back into its case as fast as I can, suddenly feeling every microbe and speck of dust floating through the air.

"I upgraded your reader, for starters. Cleaned up a few connections that've been optimized since they were laid out in your model. You should be able to handle a higher overflow now."

"Thanks" I remember to say, looking back up at her. She gives me a look again, that says a lot of things, none of them helping.

"Are you going to crack that disk now?"

>>18569953

Yes.

>>18569657
Yes! Roll d12 I suppose?

I take the disk back out and click it into place. There's no way my fingers or eyes can dance fast enough to keep up with the encryption on here. I have to go back in.

This time it's less like a fall and more like getting splashed in the face with red-hot water.

Shit. My signature immediately pings two lurking bots on the outer fringe of the disk, both of them packing Rem.

Ever since Rem leaked its way out of wherever-the-fuck it came from it's made things a lot more interesting on the Net. Some people say it came out of a spook lab, some black-ops project the New American Republic or the Payless-Domino's cartel came up with. Personally I think it was done by some psychotic purely for fun.

What it does is gets into your brain and blots out chunks of it. Memory, motor skills, who knows. It removes pieces at random, sends precision impulses that cause seizures, blood clots, all kinds of things. It's brain surgery from three thousand kilometers away.

There are three ways to deal with it. Turn around and leave, which is the sensible approach. You can try and delete whatever's hosting it, but that's dicey. You can try to bypass it too, but it's nearly impossible with one, and trying it with two in the room leaves me open to a free lob.


Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do!

rolled 9 = 9

>>18570158
We need the information on that disk. Destroy them.

rolled 10 = 10

>>18570225

I have a malleable RAM program called Front Toward Enemy. It's a great piece of code that can pick apart weaknesses and keep harassing a bot or a signature guard past the point their reader or header is able to keep up with. It disassembles them like a cat in a microwave.

The icons flicker, bits coming back with the wrong palette or a completely different output. At one point I hear a high-pitched sound like a bird chirping coming from bot number one, but the cycle ends and they retaliate before I can pull away!

Roll a d12 and link to this post!

rolled 4 = 4

>>18570316
Should we apply a boot the the head?

>>18570316
Well, shit, we are engaged now, gotta finish this. HIT THEM WITH EVERY HARDCORE PIECE OF CODE WE GOT, WE ARE JACK THE INFORMATION SPECIALIST, AND THESE BOTS ARE JUST DATA. SPECIALIZE THEM!

rolled 9 = 9

>>18570352
Balls. ROLL

>>18570341
welp... we're a vegetable...

>>18570341

No. Come on. Not like this. Pull yourself together. Goddammit brain get your fucking act on.

rolled 2 = 2

>>18570377
This may be a terrible idea, but... MAN THE FUCK UP, WE ARE JACK THE INFORMATION SPECIALIST, AT THE MOMENT THE PAIN WE ARE FEELING IS INFORMATION, SPECIALIZE IT!

rolled 5 = 5

That's it. Concentrate. Jesus, I don't know how much more of that my id can take.

Roll a d12 and link to this post for whatever you do!!!

I fucking love Lego Quest

rolled 6 = 6

>>18570391

Get it together! Remember, the enemy's gate is DOWN!

rolled 12 = 12

>>18570391
Oh yea dice gods of old, thine fickle masters, I pray to ye now that ye may grant me and by extension all of /tg/ the diceroll that we require.

Man up. Stand up. Unleash every black ice goody we have collected in our long career of information specializing. Specialize those bots HARD.

>>18570425
Well folks, there you have it. Prayer apparently works.

>>18570420
>>18570425

My FTE burrows into the core of one bot, dissolving it into loose caches of free memory. As the disk tries to recover it I step in, dipping my hand and scooping it all up.

My reader runs at lightning speed. Wendy wasn't kidding. The disk can't keep up, and everything about the bot is mine.

And now that I have it-

I let the second bot have it.

>>18570391
>that face
"I am getting to old for this shit"
or
"Are you fucking kidding me?"

After that there's nothing else - the disk is only two layers deep.

Let's see what all the noise is about.

What the-

>>18570613
>>18567722
Jack out, get bumblebutt to do it

For a long minute I'm not sure what I'm looking at. My conscious mind comes to the conclusion right away, but I still have to verify what I'm seeing. Most of the terminology is too advanced for me, but my rig has a full medical encyclopedia and a smartdoc that runs it.

There's something that people don't talk about a lot, or at least people on the feeds don't talk about it. All those homeless people, put out of work by the increase in cheap automated labor. Robots. The old lotek vids about the future had us drowning in bipedal machines, but this -

This is something else. A robot built to be alive, just alive enough to mimic a human. Buddha only knows how they created these components. Were they grown in a lab, one painstaking molecular line at a time?

And what was this disk doing in that guy's pocket?


What now?

>>18570668
Jack out, ask BumbleButt whats happening

>>18570668
Jack out. Tell people what's going on. Inform Wendy about the sort of shit she apparently fucked with.

The ache leaves my brain a little slower on account of my brush with the Rem.

"You almost flatlined."

"But I didn't, right?" I smile, and she returns it for once.

"What's in it?" She doesn't bother asking if I got it open - if I had failed I'd probably be drooling right now. I tell her, spill the whole thing, then Wendy asks me something surprisingly mellow. "Can I have a copy?"


Last question of the night!

>>18570739
I don't think we should give her a copy.

rolled 4 = 4

>>18570739
Nope, *bitch slap* its mine

"I don't think this is something we want spread around. I'll keep it safe."

I don't look at her as I get up, don't give her a chance to plead or use her moves on me. This is for everyone's own good. Whoever made this disk - I can't imagine what we're going up against.

And so ends part two of BLOCKOUT.

Holy cow it's five fifteen AM. I need to go to bed.

GOODNIGHT, LEGONAUTS! TOMORROW I WILL TRY TO START EARLIER!

>>18570840
>BLOCKOUT.

>>18570868
I guess I never said the name during this thread until now...

OH WELL.

Great quest! It's a shame I wasn't able to participate.

Also, for some reason my shitty phone cam makes Spaceman look pink...

I have a large selection of Lego minifigures. I was thinking of running a /tg/ game where a bunch of people from different time periods are dumped in an arena (read: Lego people on my desk) and /tg/ has to guide them through the death match, Hunger Games/Battle Royale style. I'd take photos similar to this game.

What do you think? Would anyone be interested?

>>18573939
I'd play.

>>18573939
I am always up for things involving Legos.

And since I have a rough idea of a story, some minifigs already put together, and another free night, I should be able to start the next session in about 3.5 hours.

I might even use this thread.

>>18573939
Oh shit, yes.

The giant fan blades drift, light escaping between them to cast alternate flickers of bright and dark splashing across the shop walls. Aside from the quiet fft-fft-fft it makes, the room is silent. Somewhere nearby BB is playing his old lotek music. Strains of tunes from before my youth form a backdrop to the clamor inside my head.

I watch the sun go down through the smear of greased and plated windows, long shadows growing longer behind me. At last the sky begins to shift from blue to a haze of neon. I wait, rooted in this spot like I've been for the last hour, waiting for the light to fade. The things we might need to do have no place in the sun.

"You know what we need." Wendy's voice is terse. She's mad at me for cutting her out on the disk. I think she was enjoying feeling like part of a team. But that's not how it's gonna be. I do things my way.

"We need information."

My eyes glance over at her, and like a switch gets flipped my head follows. I can't think when she's this close. I need distance, I need isolation.

But she's right. We need information. Talking to Yuji just left me with more questions. Why did he want me to come to him with my meatbod so desperately? It wasn't just extortion, otherwise he wouldn't have paid me the thirty thousand Eastern Canada dollars so easily. If not extortion, what? Was he really trying to help me somehow?

"You know where we can get it. She knows everything."

Don't say her name.

Laudine. An icicle in human form. Laudine, queen bee of the rumor mill, with her fingers on every transmission and her ears in every lounge. Yuji has men who will kill you but he's small-time compared to Laudine. I hate hearing her name, I hate the thought that I might have to skulk into the light and let myself get pinned down like a bug. I stay with the have-nots out of choice- people who run with the rich tend to live very short lives. Better to stay in the shadows, hope they never have reason to notice you.

One thing's clear. We can't stay in BB's shop forever. Somewhere out there are people trying to kill Wendy, kill me, probably BB too, for giving us a place to go to ground.

Sun's down. Time to move.

What now?

>>18579491
Do we have enough funds or comparable trade to make a deal with Laudine for information? She sounds pretty high-stakes.

>>18579549

"I know someone that can get us a meeting with her."

My jaw tightens on its own at the thought of dragging myself in front of Laudine. She has more money than God, extorted and invested and showered with by people like me, people who need to know something before it kills them.

I imagine coming to her with a cardful of Frankbucks. Her laughing, that musical disdainful sound, the most jaded woman on the planet.

No, money's nothing to her. She'll want something else. And the worst part is you never know what it is she wants. It could be a job, an appearance, a courier run, whatever. Probably not a hit - she doesn't need to get her hands dirty when she can just throw you to the wolves.

>>18579629
If she's our only reasonable source for information, then we're going to have to take the gamble that her choice of payment won't be something that'll get us in deeper than we already are.

>>18579693

We use my rig to bounce her phone call through, and Wendy mutters something softly as she stands in the corner with her back to me.

"All right, thanks." She clicks off the phone and looks at me. "Two hours."

Not a lot of time to plan. I don't even bother thinking about sneaking something in - her snoops won't let anything through those doors. Meatbrain only. A strand of hair slips free onto Wendy's shades and she brushes it away. I don't know how Laudine would like me showing up with another female. It might dig at her.


Looks like it's time to put a plan together and head over! Any ideas?
(I will wait a lil' bit and see if anyone else has anything to say)

>>18579896

Are we going to see her in person or via rig?

>>18579896
Is Laudine the kind of opportunist that will take Wendy hostage and use her as a bargaining chip against those who want her?

If so, then Wendy should remain in a safe location. We don't want our client and our squeeze in more peril than she already is.

On that note with Wendy, we should cheer her up a bit and find something for her to do in the meantime so she doesn't feel left out or useless.

We should bring our rig with us to the meeting. Even if you're not hiding something, you want to give the appearance that you're there to do business.

(Sadly I think i'm the only person following Lego Quest tonight. I've been the one posting stuff so far this evening. If you want to run it another time or wait for more players its fine.)

>>18579991
>>18579896

Most definitely have Wendy or BB in a getaway car for when things go sour. Have a concealed weapon. Maybe the disk we have will entice her?

>>18579987
>Are we going to see her in person or via rig?
In person only.

>>18579991
>Is Laudine the kind of opportunist that will take Wendy hostage and use her as a bargaining chip against those who want her?
She's unpredictable.


S-stupid slow board. It's not like I want to play with Legos with you or anything...

>>18580020

>Tsundere lego quest OP
Needs the reaction shot of the ginger cop girl from Spaceman Saga.

>>18580020
Let's bring Wendy with us to the meeting then, she's feisty today.

>>18580040

>>18579991
>>18580052

For clarification, do you want to bring Wendy along and take her in with you, Wendy along and leave her in the car, BB along and leave him in the car, or some combination of these or something else?

>>18580114

Wendy and BB in the car for a fast getaway, and so we don't end up with a "LOL Wendy got ambushed in the car and is now hostage!" scenario.

>>18580127
This sounds like a good idea.

This has lit up my night. Hurrah! Though I saw the color coming from a mile away. :P

Bury the disk in concrete.

Holy hell, this thread is still here.

BB's ride is a prewar junker, the kind that flooded the market with guaranteed to break after four years models. Somehow he's kept it running. His bonsai tree.

"Good luck, Jack." Wendy sprawls out in the back seat as I check my rig again. There's no traffic on this road.

The grounds of Laudine's castle are so bright the lit windows don't even show up from here.

>>18580414

Swagged out ride, Beeb.

At the gates I hand over my rig and let them check it inside and out. Thick calloused hands turn it over and over like a mistreated baby while something clicks and beeps inside his head. I'm not worried about the sensitive stuff. A hand snakes inside my jacket and comes away with the disk.

"What's this?" he demands.

"Just something she might be interested in."

They rough me up a little more, let me know where I'm at. "OK, go up."

My rig is back in my hands. "Thanks."

"Jack."

Her face, that perfect Helen of Troy face that no pair of humans could create the lotek way. Her gown is diaphanous, clinging everywhere in just the right places, draping where your imagination takes over.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"

She doesn't drop a word of what she knows, leaving me to feel my way through the too-bright room like a blind man.

"I need to know something."

"Everyone needs that, Jack." Laudine laughs, that tinkling bellsong. "Can I get you a drink?"


What now?

>>18580622
Accept the drink, but be don't actually drink anything. Specialize her for information.

>>18580641
Seconding this. We need to know who created the disk, and why that guy had it.

>>18580622
All business. Decline drink, then hint at what the disk contains. Tempt her with promises of being in on the find of a lifetime if she helps you. Make sure to have communication with the getaway team on standby, we can count on Laudine to want the disk all to herself.

She caresses an ivory column, delicate hand tracing along it. Part of it slips open under her fingertips and from inside come two chilled glasses.

"To life," she says, and takes a sip. A ghost of a smile crosses her face as she watches me abstain.

"Now what is it you came to see me about?"

No sense circling the drain. "The Friskie's shooting." Her face remains tranquil, as if I were reading her vapid poetry. "I need to know who they were, and why they came after Wendy. Was it the senator for ABS Plastics or someone connected to him?" I'm giving away more than I want to but I can't help it. That's Laudine's power. You crawl to her prostrate and splay yourself out on hooks and hope what she gives makes up for what she takes.

"Yes, I heard something about that." She tells me this it lets me know she heard everything about it.

All in. "There's a disk, too. It has something on it you might be interested in."

Laudine smiles that placid smile again. "I was hoping you'd bring that along."

"You know what's on it?" I figure I might as well keep digging.

"Mmm," she no-comments. "Interesting that Wendy came to you, isn't it, Jack? You haven't spoken in what, four years? And then suddenly she drops into your lap from out of the sky."

A microsecond away from opening my mouth I think better of it. She's right, even as she turns me inside-out she's right. She sets her drink on top of the piano and slips a finger over the keys, pressing them one by one in an idle tinkling.

"Do you play the piano, Jack? At first one stumbles over the keys, never quite able to reach the next note on time. Then you learn to read the patterns, and if you're exceptionally talented you create your own."


Hmmm... what to do now?

rolled 7 = 7

>>18580828
Panic?

>>18580828
Mostly a lurker but I thought I'd break my silence real fast. God damn. Great dialogue, OP. Made me chuckle out loud.

>>18580856
Thanks!

>>18580828
I TOLD ALL OF YOU THIS WOULD GO TITS-UP.

Okay, play it cool. Keep probing for info. See how this all fits together, then fuck off quick.

For the record I thought there would be useful information on that disk.

>>18580828
We've learned a few notes, are you implying that Wendy helped create a new generation of hardware?

>>18580871
>For the record I thought there would be useful information on that disk.

The encrypted information about a revolutionary process for creating a semi-organic robot human that possibly only one other group has access to is plenty useful.

Man I wish I had enough legos to make a Lego Quest

If I had money I'd buy more but I guess I could make one using Garry's Mod

Laudine touches the frosty edge of the glass to her lips and drinks again. "She is quite the talented one, isn't she? She's gotten you into quite the spot."

"We're -" I pause, hating myself. "Friends. They were trying to kill her."

Laudine smiles. "Are you sure they were trying to kill *her*?"


What now?!?

>>18580828
"I've always been more of a trumpet player."

I suppose she is going to make us dance to her tune now. Might as well learn what it is.

>>18580990
Implying they wanted to kill us?

No that can't be right, we are nobody.

They want to kill whomever the robots on the disks are?

That makes more sense.

>>18581015
Does that mean Wendy set us up? Oh god my brain is full of fuck
Maybe Laudine's just fucking with us

>>18580990
Craaaaaap. What did Yuji get us into?

rolled 1 = 1

Roll to seduce.

rolled 10 = 10

>>18580990
Surely we haven't annoyed someone quite That much recently, have we?

>>18581084
That is a dumb idea and therefore doesn't count.

>>18581030
>Does that mean Wendy set us up?
Not necessarily. We are a pawn in this, but we might not be intended to be here.

Lets ask about what she wants.

She keeps spinning out questions faster than I can keep up. "About the disk."

"I'm listening." Her finger glides over a key too gently to press it down.

"It has - something on it. Something I haven't seen before. That *no one's* seen before."

"Really. That's something, isn't it?" She wraps a hand around her glass and takes another sip. "Tell me about it, Jack."


What now?

rolled 7 = 7

>>18581111
Keep your damn mouth shut.
We've done nothing but run our mouths and blab about sensitive information the whole time we've been here, and all we got in return was a bunch of questions with no answers.

>>18581111
Don't tell her anything about what's on the disk until we know more about who's after us/Wendy.

>>18581111
Man, we are screwed. In the bad way, as in we aren't getting any of that designer gene booty.

Tell her that it's not natural.

>>18581111
We're an information specialist, its time for us to attempt to get some straight answers out of her about Yuji and Wendy and we'll share the information that's on the disc.
(I love the pun in the filename by the way.)

"All right, enough gigo." I've had it. A hundred and ninety hours of adrenomax-fueled Network followed by a night on a concrete floor has put me at the end of my temper. "I need to know how all this goes together and you probably know where most of the connections fit. You knew I was coming, you knew I pulled a disk off that guy in the Friskie's. What do I have to do to get a straight answer out of you?"

Laudine beams, angel-like. "Jack," she admonishes me. "All you had to do was ask."

"I don't know what Wendy's told you, but I suspect she knows more about that disk than she's telling you."

Laudine swirls the last of the drink around in her glass and finishes it. As it clinks on the piano top she leans against it, shifting just enough to keep my attention on her. "I think she's been keeping a lot of secrets. Has she shown interest in the disk? I bet she has, hasn't she?" Laudine stage-whispers the last part conspiratorially, the two of us in the empty room like a parody of a gathering.

"I have a favor to ask you before you leave, Jack. But that can wait for now."


What do, hacker?

>>18581274
Alright, evidently this is business we were involved in before Wendy showed up. Was it part of what we did for Yuji, or some other business we have done in the past?

>>18581274
Leave later?
What could she possibly want us to stay for?

>>18581317

"Jack, you poor thing." Honey with a twinge of regret. Her perfect hair jostles and straightens back into place as she shakes her head. "Don't you get it, Jack? This was never about you."

"Wendy is just using you."

A clinging in my stomach when she says this tells me something I didn't want to know - that this news makes me upset. Gotta stay professional. "Using me for what?"

"For a number of things," Laudine lobs back. "Safety, for one. That man BB is quite the feat of human engineering, isn't he? And of course you're not bad with a gun." She shifts her posture again, one hip curving outward.

"You're not bad with code, either. You may not know, but Wendy had a run-in with those two gentlemen before you spoke with her. You didn't know that?" she asks, voice rising with interest at the end. "She even had that disk in her hands."

"But of course it was useless to her alone. After all, she deals with hardware, not software. She's the other side of your coin, isn't she, Jack? Or at least she was."

What now?!?

>>18581409
I knew it, someone is out to kill the robots!

Why the hell do we care about robots?

>Or at least she was
>Was
Sure she isn't out to live happily ever after with us but more importantly:
This means, hardwhere and softwhere aren't "sides?" Must be another allusion to robots.

Is Laudine a robot? Is is a bit unnatural, we must probe her further.

Is Wendy a robot?
Maybe BB?

Perhaps we are the only meatbag left in this roboty world and nobody knows it!

>>18581409
We ask her about that favor she wanted and then confront Wendy, business-like.

>>18581473
Oh my god this makes sense.

>>18581483
>business-like
I certainly hope that's cyberpunk-hacker-code for "Tie the conniving broad to a chair and punch her in the gut until she spills the beans."

More allusions:

we are nobody, "Nobody" was the name Odysseus used to sneak by the cyclopes.

Laudine is an inhumanly beautiful woman. Laudine is also the name of the Lady of the Fountain.
Calypso is a beautiful sea nymph that held Odysseus captive.
Laudine is an allegory for Calypso, and we are an allegory for Odysseus.
>before you leave, Jack. But that can wait for now
Laudine is trying to keep us here longer than we should be.

We need to get out of here.

>>18581540
>>18581473

But, but, this whole meeting was Wendy's idea, she must have thought it was going to get the disk into her hands somehow.
Is Laundine double-crossing her? Is she just toying with us? What's going on here?

rolled 11 = 11

>>18581540
>this is what a crit success on a knowledge check looks like
Anyway. FLEE. BACK TO THE CAR.

>>18581565
Whatever is going on here, we don't have the whole picture. As an information specialist, we need to figure out exactly what the fuck is going on first and foremost.

"I want a copy of that disk, Jack."

I start to protest.

"The genie is already out of the bottle, Jack. People will talk."

An invisible signal at the base of my neck picks that instant to go off. BB.

"Jack, we gotta get out of he-"

Laudine smiles at me. "I could take it, you know. I'm sure one of my friends could crack it like you did. But I won't do that, because we're friends too, aren't we, Jack?"


What now?

>>18581596
Glass meet face, then RUN!

>>18581596
Hopefully we have a blank disk on our person somewhere. Time to roll some bluff checks. Take it, and throw it over her head and across the room. Then RUN.

>>18581613

Gonna need a consensus followed by a roll to glass Laudine.

Dine and dash or paying the bill? What's it gonna be, Spacema- I mean Jack?

rolled 3 = 3

>>18581596
ABORT MISSION MAN!
WE HAVE BEEN FOUND OUT!
IT IS TIME FOR THE CAR CHASE!

Distraction piano juggling ! We must find an escape route!

>>18581596
AW

SHIT

rolled 12 = 12

>>18581626
Rollan' for this.

rolled 3 = 3

>>18581613
>>18581626
Throw everything we can eject from our inventory!
We need to get out of here!

>>18581642

"You want a copy of the disk?" I shout, hurling the diamond glass to the floor. "Here!"

"You want it so badly -"

>>18581642

"THEN TAKE IT!"

>>18581701
We're on the bad side of one of the most powerful women around

We are going to have to kick it up a notch, and quick

>>18581765
I agree, we need to run like the wind, on stimulants.

No guards stop me on the way out. Maybe they're preoccupied, or maybe Laudine still thinks I gave her the disk.

I should have stashed my gun on her lawn.

"Come on, you bastards!"

BB's voice takes on that edge I've heard before, when the suppressors he takes to keep his brain from slipping into lizard mode start to fail.

Why did I leave my gun in the ride -


WHAT DO?

rolled 2 = 2

>>18581828
It's time for action!
Running dive to the bike, kick him in the head and take his gun while using him as a human shield!

They will expect you to go for the car, this is bound to work!

rolled 6 = 6

>>18581858
Don't listen to this guy
Take cover by BB, get gun

>>18581828
I don't suppose we could do some sort of hacking their visors thing before they shot us?

>>18581858
>>18581868

One of them swings his head around and the rest follows mechanically. Reflex-enhanced son of a bitch -

He fires -

BETTER DO SOMETHING QUICK!

rolled 8 = 8

>>18581908
Dive for cover by BB
See if you can use your rig to hack their cybernetics while BB provides covering fire

rolled 11 = 11

>>18581908
BOOT TO THE HEAD! He expects us to dive for cover!
>>18581925
hacking is a bad idea, we would have to go all VR and stuff, that would leave our body exposed.

>>18581925

Pure natural adrenaline floods into place and flings me away from the SPAK SPAK SPAK of bullets tearing up Laudine's front lawn. As I hit the ground I roll, eternally thankful for her molecularily-manicured lawn.

"Hey, you made it!" BB exclaims with glee as I stage-dive behind his ride.

"BB, where's my gun?" Then I realize something. "Where's Wendy?"

"Who?" BB's slipping into full lizard mode. Nestle put it in their elite soldiers to keep them operating for months at a time without caring what they were killing. It's a one-way process that can be temporarily counteracted with the liberal application of neuroplastic drugs.

"The girl! The one we came here with!"

"Oh! Uh." He grunts, reloads without looking fires again. "Girl! Right there!"

>>18581409
Waitwhat.

Oh balls. Wendy used US to kill the other GUYS.

SHE's trying to steal the disc and its data! We're just a pawn, those guys trying to kill her were just pawns as well, paid to kill themselves to get US to help WENDY.

"Give me the disk, Jack."

What now?

>>18582046
I think
>>18581638
sums up my thoughts here

rolled 5 = 5

>>18582054
Knock the gun out of her hands, have BB grab her, then take off immediately

rolled 4 = 4

>>18582046
... balls.

Wendy was the bad guy all along. Laudine and Yuji were trying to help us.

>>18582054
ROLL TO EMERGENCY SEDUCE.

rolled 6 = 6

>>18582069
I don't know if they were trying to help us, per se
They are probably all after the disk for their own purposes and couldn't care less about us

>>18582054
Hit her hand with the rig so she drops the gun

>>18582066
>>18582083

Fingers grip tightly around the edge of my case's handle and the autolock engages, just as I swing it forward to knock the gun out of her hand -

She dodges, expertly, but hesitates, not wanting to risk shooting my rig if the disk is inside it.

BB cries out with animal rage as a bullet tears through his shoulder!

What now?!?

rolled 3 = 3

>>18582120
Jump into the car and take off with BB

rolled 6 = 6

>>18582120
Swing again, this time with more gusto and zazz

>>18582139

Blood runs in rivers down BB's arm as he froths spittle and fires again. Two of the gunmen are down, but the other two have bikes as cover.

I send a prayer up that Wendy is distracted, and -

She pulls the trigger.


... ROLL A d12 AND LINK TO THIS POST FOR WHATEVER HAPPENS NEXT!

>>18582179
Duck, doge, do anything fuck.

Then grab BB, dive in the car, and GTFO.

rolled 11 = 11

>>18582191

Forgot the roll

rolled 3 = 3

>>18582179
Leap TOWARD her, she'll never expect it!

rolled 2 = 2

>>18582179

...aaaaannd..

...She shoots one of the gunmen. Right?

>>18582194
hahahahaha

>>18582194
Oh Mr. Unexpected

I like the cut of your jib

Awww shit man. Shit is hitting the fan... hard.
So hard actually the fan toppled over into a bigger pile of shit and making one hell of a mess now.

She can't bring herself to shoot me, and yanks her arm up at the last instant, sending a bullet SPANGing off the shell of BB's ride. "Give me the disk, Jack! You don't understand!"

BB is frothing, too far gone to drive. "GET IN THE RIDE, SOLDIER!" I shout in his ear, and his eyes slip back into place.

The ride leaps forward the instant I hit the accel, nearly giving me whiplash. BB's done more to this than I realize!

At the last moment I swerve, plowing through the gunmen and giving Wendy a chance to live.

rolled 5 = 5

>>18582260
Make future plans to reconnoiter with Wendy for at least an angry revenge boning before offing her.

Rolling for plans.

>>18582260
argh, I really need to go to bed.

I'll be checking this when I wake up LQ. Mark my words.

Abandoned countryside rolls by as we head far out, far from the city, down back roads that were built for lotek wheeled cars. BB's calmed down thanks to the neuroplastic pills in his jockey box.

The drive gives me time to catch my breath.

This won't end as long as they want this disk.

I can't stay out here forever. I'm not made for the surface. Sooner or later I'm going to have to dive back in.

And deal with the sharks.

>>18582319
Goodnight LQ

Great job as always.

Damn this is good.

Lego + cyberpunk = happiness

This was simply breathtaking.
Thank you so much.

Thank you to all the people who stuck around and joined in! I had a lot of fun running tonight's game.

And as an aside, that bit about BB's car being a "junker" has some truth to it. Last summer I bought a sack of Legos at a garage sale that included a lot of MegaBloks and other knockoff pieces. Included were some Hasbro BTR pieces. I gave away almost all of the non-Lego stuff, but I kept that black hull bottom because I thought it would make a cool hovercar.

>>18582370
If I may ask, how did you get the shot in:
>>18582003

Something stuck to him and the table? Really nice work there.

>>18582370

Behold, my eternal shame. The first non-Lego piece used in any LQ (aside from some paper I printed army camo on for After the Brick and another small piece of paper used for a background mercenary in Endman and the City of Gold).

>>18582373
That is correct! Just a handy little build like this and some sticky-tack, and you're ready to make wire-fu!

>>18582401
I love you and want to have your babies.

>>18582401
Neat.

>>18582424
>>18582428

It's an old trick, but a good one.

Anyway, I'm done in for the night. Have fun, Legonauts! Thanks for playing!

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=lego%20quest

Can't believe I forgot to post this last night.

Actually I *can* believe it because it was almost 6 am...

Oh, and by the way:

>>18581540
>Laudine is an inhumanly beautiful woman. Laudine is also the name of the Lady of the Fountain.

Laudine shares something else with her mythical namesake: Our Laudine might not have a fountain, but when she pours you a drink...

Great thread guys.

I should stick to lurking Lego Quest. The exciting stuff only happens when I stop posting.

I think I might be too tired for the finale of BLOCKOUT tonight... can I get a show of hands for who might be around tomorrow at say 22:00 4chan time?

>>18588785
>The exciting stuff only happens when I stop posting.
But... if everyone follows your idea then no one will post!

>>18590302
I'll be there, but I hope that something exciting will happen when I post, instead of after!

>>18590302
I can be around, always up for some Lego Quest.

And again, this was a great quest! Keep up the good work!

>>18590302
but I have to work tomorow night

>>18592291
Thanks, anon!

I'm really looking foreward to the next one. I'll definitely be up for this tomorrow night.

>>18576825
>>18576841

All I need is a camera and I'd be ready to go. I'm basically addicted to the blind-packed Minifigures at the moment (I see Lego Quest used the Cleopatra figure too!) so I could have a lot of fun with them.

>>18595703
Those packs are so hard to resist...

>>18595703
>I see Lego Quest used the Cleopatra figure

Yuji's torso and legs are from the gangster minifig as well.

>>18573939
And I meant to say this a long time ago, but if you are going with an actual arena I suggest posterboard as a cheap and quick way to build high walls. I used it extensively in Endman and the City of Gold and it worked out pretty well. Just break up the uniformity of the posterboard with a few Lego columns or stacks of wall pieces and you're set.