Finally back from hiatus.Intro:>http://pastebin.com/cUuQQ6mpCharacter Sheet:>http://pastebin.com/2gx5bYkwFluff:>http://pastebin.com/gGMy1KsGRules:>http://pastebin.com/iJZVBT94Threads are archived here:>http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=exterminator+questTwitter:@QMsimmons
>Such a goddamn couch potato.You rub your tired eyes and do your best to stretch in your worn out old La-z-boy knockoff. It feels like you've been sitting here for weeks even though you only sat down a few hours ago.The TV blares nonsense. A big name pop star croons in front of a bleacher full of twerking Chinese women, arousing you and adding to your fledgling headache at the same time. It's impossible not to wonder; where did they find Chinese girls with asses like that?When the titillation passes and the host moves in to heap praise on the singer you get up and take a Tylenol with a cupped handful of cold water from your kitchen sink. The water has an odd earthy taste that you try to ignore even as you splash some on your face to try and refresh yourself. As your headache begins to fade you open up a bag of baby carrots from the fridge and grab a can of the orange juice concentrate you managed to catch on sale yesterday, hoping that the juice will cover the repugnant flavor of your tap water and not the other way around.When that's done, you carry your various clothing purchases into your cramped bedroom and begin to put them away in your closet. You're quite impressed with your purchases and although you could probably stand to have a few more choices in formal wear, you feel that you are well-supplied for the moment. Indeed, it's probably a good idea to change in anticipation of tonight's “job” down at the meatpacking plant. You're aching to find out what that was all about after all.>Pick what you think is an appropriate outfit from the picture of your purchases and list the letter and numbers next to the items you select. The post that gets the most support from other posters will become your chosen outfit for the night.
>>42401613Slow day on /tg/, eh? I'm going to give this prompt just a few more minutes, see if anyone else at all steps in.
>>42401794Yep or they forgot about your quest.
>>42401518Hiatus is a helluva drug.Casual. C3, C1, C9. it ain't the classiest of joints. And PATRIOTISM belt buckle of course.
>>42401518Wait no. C3, C7, C9, C6.
Rolled 2 (1d2)>>42401874>>42401897So it is. I'm going to roll to help choose between your post and >>42401613. You're lucky there are so few IPs in this thread btw, or I would have disregarded your correction.1 for suiting up2 for cyber casual
>>42401920>cyberWell with correction it's a bit less cyber.
>>42401934>>42401955Do you want the previous post in the description, or just the number? I'm never exactly sure.
>>42401934>suck it /fa/You lay your casual clothes out on your bed, nestling your Trump hat neatly atop the folded pile, and head into the bathroom to shower before you get ready to go out on your Saturday night “date”. Checking your watch, you see that it's about 7pm when you get into the shower (with your mouth carefully closed). That takes about 20 minutes from start to finish, including drying off, and you change into your clothes which fit you even better than you expected. You must have lost weight recently..Stepping into the hallway outside your apartment, you notice that the Scyths have already vanished from outside the late Dau WuShen's apartment and the door has been closed and locked (you test it, just to make sure). Seems like it was a short investigation, or at least not a very popular one. You imagine it's a lot harder to get the publicity you need to sell a case involving a murdered criminal to the media than one involving say, a dead child. Your thoughts flit briefly to Inspector Lopez and you make a mental note to get back in touch with him soon.When you got home a few hours ago you made the mistake of letting your van drop you in front of your building and then park itself, which it apparently decided to do on the other side of your block. You open up the back and take a quick inventory of everything you have in your personal armory:>wrangling stick>8 trank darts>pepper spray>vodka>cocaine>condoms>trank gun>motion sensors>plastic explosive>poison sprayer>screecher box>lighter>laser pointer>thermal vision goggles[1/2]
>>42401977[2/2]You're kind of amazed that corporate policy allows you to hold on to all of this stuff but in the high-stakes world of big corps like GEC, it's probably best to make sure all your agents are equipped well enough to protect themselves in a pinch.The van takes about 50 minutes to reach the destination you logged in its memory and you arrive at nearly 8:30 PM, with the summer sun already obscured by rapidly approaching rain clouds. Putting on your thermal vision goggles, it seems as though the building is populated mostly on the second floor, where a dozen or so figures are seated at long tables working with their hands on something. The first floor has only three people but they are extremely large. One is posted by what you think is the inside of an entrance on the alleyway side of the plant and the other two stand side by side further in, probably guarding another doorway or some stairs.Most interestingly, there are vague but extensive heat signatures that seem to be moving underneath everyone, though your goggles are not quite strong enough to get any sort of significant resolution on what they might be. Could be a large number of people or it could be animals in a holding area.You put the goggles aside and decide on your next move, scratching absently at the skin around the top of your leg cast as you think.>go over, knock on the alleyway entrance door, try to bluff or buy your way in>stake the place out for a while, see if anyone shows up>ready one of your items in case someone confronts you while you're out here>use your screecher box and your motion sensors to rig up a distraction>write-in
>>42401993>>stake the place out for a while, see if anyone shows up>>ready one of your items in case someone confronts you while you're out here
>>42401993>>stake the place out for a while, see if anyone shows up>>ready one of your items in case someone confronts you while you're out hereTime for tactical espionage action.
>>42401955That wasn't a vote prompt dumbass.He literally said>I'm going to roll >>42401993>stake the place out for a while, see if anyone shows upready trank gun....nobody else included which item they were readying.
>>42402092>That wasn't a vote prompt dumbass.I've been making retard mistakes since this quest's inception, and it shows no signs of stopping.
>>42401977I think Vince never used up that single-use taser grid.
>>42401993Glad to have you back, Simmons. Other quest was pretty fun, by the way.
>>42402025>>42402078Two of you must be roommates or something cuz we didn't have enough unique IPs.
>>42402025>>42402057>stake and wait, be preparedAt first you grab your pepper spray from the back, feeling it the most obvious choice. On some reflection, you put it back and grab your tranq gun instead, loading it up with four darts.>loose darts remaining: 4Better resolve any situations quietly rather than with the potential mess of pepper spray.Around 9, people begin to show up. They don't que at the door exactly, but through your thermal vision you can see new arrivals knocking at the door, being inspected by one of the heavies on the first floor, and then descending to the sublevel. Most of the arrivals seem to be young and trendy people. Good thing you wore your casual gear...>go over, knock on the alleyway entrance door, try to bluff or buy your way in>bring your cocaine to try and get past the door guyAlso, pick up to TWO small items to take inside with you. Your GEC equipment bag is too big and conspicuous to bring inside.
>>42402220Small you say.>pepper spray>vodka>go over, knock on the alleyway entrance door, try to bluff or buy your way inGood thing we leveled up social rolls?
>>42402177Not going to condone the obvious samefaggotry, but any 4G network can cover a massive fucking area. I got banned from 4chan twice for that reason. Once was from a pedophile, and another was some namefag from /lit/.>>42402220>go over, knock on the alleyway entrance door, try to bluff or buy your way inPepper spray and a lighter.
>>42402220>>bring your cocaine to try and get past the door guyCondoms and lighter
Good thing we can say we're wearing it "ironically.">>42402117And it makes Vince all the more entertaining as he ping pongs between terrible injuries and recovery.
>>42402274>>42402262>try to just walk on in>>42402318>cocaine buddiesGoing with walking up and trying to get in like a good patron. Using >>42402274 's items.
>>42402502>try to get inYou're tempted to take your vodka in with you, if only to try and make friends, but it's a little too large to carry discretely with you, so you settle for taking your lighter instead.As you approach the building you can hear muffled and distorted music from somewhere below you. A pompadoured ass cuts you off at the door, his shirt a spread of a burning American flag.“Make way for the young, gramps.” he sneers.Your blood begins to pound in your ears.>show him the benefits of experience (start a fight)>do your best to ignore it>write-in
>>42402502Cocaines a hell of a drug. Also fuck yo couch!
>>42402527>>show him the benefits of experience (start a fight)Put him down ruthlessly. Fight dirty as hell prison yard style.
Time for ultimate mutant cockfights.I wonder what the bar meeting package exchange was about. Rare food they need?>>42402527Uhoh. have to roll to resist temper.>>do your best to ignore it>write-inSomething something AMERICA
>>42402318>show him the benefits of experience (start a fight)Vince lives to suffer.
>>42402527>Apply copious amounts of pepper spray.
>>42402593>>42402557>time to apply a lesson>>42402577>try and act in accordance with our better nature>>42402620>fucking pepper spray this guyGlad to see some bloodlust in the thread today.>Roll 3d6+1 (from speed modifier) to beat a 9. Boost with STR/STA [12/12] up to two times if desired.
Rolled 5, 5, 2 + 1 = 13 (3d6 + 1)>>42402750Damn Asian delinquents and their anime hair.Take that Kuwabara.
Rolled 3, 2, 5 + 1 = 11 (3d6 + 1)>>42402750My rolls have been shitty so boost by 1
Rolled 5, 5, 6 + 1 = 17 (3d6 + 1)>>42402750I wanted to exploit neighbor yelling as an excuse for VIOLENCE last time, but no people wanted that damn bank card.
>>42402811Anon. I love you.
>>42402811Time to curbstomp a bitch.
>>42402775>>42402797>>42402811>Brutal successYou reach out and tap the interloper on his shoulder."Hey kid."He turns back in your direction and you can see how young he really is. You can also see he's anticipating a strike, which you don't deliver. You're not that stupid."Blow me, Gramps."He turns back towards the door, but you tap him on the shoulder again."Hey kid."He whirls around this time."The fuck do you want?""How'd your mom like American nerve gas?"That does the trick. He lunges forward at you in a rage but you easily sidestep the telegraphed blow and grab hold of his pompadour, yanking it down into your knee. His nose cracks audibly but you follow up with a savage kick to the stomach before he can recover. The cast on your leg easily blows the air out of him but the sudden shock of pain you get for using your wounded leg reminds you to end this quickly. You descend on the young punk and slam his head into the ground a few times and then choke him out the way your cellmate showed you a couple of times.All and all, it's just a handful of seconds from him charging you to lying on the ground in a state of unconsciousness.A gravelly voice pipes up in Chinese from the direction of the door.<Hey, that was pretty good.>You're not sure how to respond.>"Thanks, just some old tricks I learned in the joint.">"Uh, you're still going to let me in, right?">"You better open up in there or you're next!"
>>42403108>>"Thanks, just some old tricks I learned in the joint.">>"Uh, you're still going to let me in, right?"
>>42403108>>"Uh, you're still going to let me in, right?"
>>42403108>>"Thanks, just some old tricks I learned in the joint."
>>42403234>>42403155>>42403153You turn towards the source of the voice, which turns out to be a small sliding grate in the door. The grizzled looking brown eyes of an enormous Hong Kong native stare out at you. "Uh, you're still going to let me in right?"<Yes. Maybe. So long as you have no knives or guns. And fee. $50.>You fiddle around in your wallet for the cash as he laughs at you.<Slide it through.>You do as he says and the bill vanishes behind the door. There is a tense moment of silence as he verifies the bill behind the door and then it swings open.The bouncer is as huge as you imagined, with a discolored scar running from the back of his cheek and down to his chin, skirting politely around his mouth. Fortunately, he's smiling at you.<Come here friend. Prepare for a good touching.>You take it that means a patdown and you're right. He finds the pepper spray but lets you keep it.<Where did you learn to fight that way? Prison?>You nod and he laughs again before finishing the patdown.<American Prison always makes good fighters. Almost as good as Chinese prison used to. Stay safe down there, tell Crusty Chong that Hsiao sent you with blessing.>He points you down a nearby stairwell before turning away to search for a cigarette.>head downstairs>try and pepper spray this guy and try to find a way upstairs
>>42403474>>head downstairsLike the show as we walk down
>>42403474You uh.Tripped.And had a wardrobe malfunction. /fa/ is shamed.
>>42403592Haha didn't even notice mate.That was you though yeah?
>>42403492Temporary thread soundtrack:>https://youtu.be/1FWDvhob-woThe music gets louder as you descend the stairs, gradually evolving into a more and more complicated electronic sound. The bass reverberates in your chest before you even reach the basement floor.When you do step off the stairs, a nearby attendant steps forward and hands you what looks like a pair of glasses with some electrodes dangling from it. He does this with a wordless smile and you're left to scratch your head over what these things are until you see the dancefloor.The crowd is a seething mass, turbulent in some places and wavy in others. Everyone is wearing the device you were just handed, dancing madly. All over the walls are screens showing ever-changing images, in turn erotic, beautiful, and vague. Some of the images are even terrifyingly violent, depicting mass slaughter of everyone in the club, though no one seems to pay those much heed.It's a psyche party.>head to the bar>put your glasses on and get on the dancefloor>try and be inconspicuous while neither dancing or drinking. Keep an eye out for that big black man you saw come here last night.
>>42403610>youYou also didn't notice that is not his tripcode.Just how sleepy ARE you.
>>42403610This is me:>>42403474This is not me:>>42403592I'll make you some coffee anon. Or maybe some adderall. Or both.
>>42403718Damn maybe I should have slept a bit longer today. Well now you guys have had a nice laugh at me.
>>42403679>Keep an eye out for that big black man you saw come here last night.Wait, can't we keep an eye out while sitting at the bar?>head to the barSurprisingly not a cockfight of animals I guess.
>>42403679>>head to the bar
>>42403679>some electrodes dangling from itWhat do those do, attack to your scalp? Or are they like steampunk cogs and do nothing?>>42403679>>head to the bar
>>42403784>>42403773You've proved yourself to the youth enough today, no need to put them to shame on the dance floor.Putting your primitive "mind reader" into your pocket, you make a beeline for the bar. It's a feat but you manage to wrangle a seat and wave over the bar tender. He's a surprisingly spry old Asian with graying hair and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth that's rapidly burning down towards the filter.<What do you require?>>order a nice strong American domestic>"Are you Crusty Chong?">order a (write-in)>ask him if he's seen a big black guy around here recently>write-in
>>42403915>>"Are you Crusty Chong?">>order a (write-in)Guinness if you have it. Otherwise just a beer
>>42403915>"Are you Crusty Chong?">order a martini, shaken not stirred
>>42403915>>order a nice strong American domestic>>"Are you Crusty Chong?"
Rolled 1 (1d3)>>42403942>>42403953>>42403985"are you crusty chong?"More thread tunes:>https://youtu.be/_DbeYiyK8kARolling for beverage of choice.
>>42404058You order up a Guinness and are pleased to note that not only do they have it but the bartender puts great care into pouring it for you.<More kids than you think order these.>, he mutters as he delivers the drink to you.<That all?>You swallow as you slide over some cash and prepare the best Chinese you can manage.<No, are you "Crusty Chong"? Hsiao told me to say he gave a blessing->He breaks into a grin, revealing chipped and yellowed teeth and gums coated in tar and rot.<-to me.>, you add almost as an afterthought.<Yes, I am Crusty John Chong! Hsaio must have thought you a quality man. You want to see the ladies?>>yes please>maybe, have you seen a large black man around here?>write-in
>>42404217>yes pleaseI...guess... we can at least find out all the secrets they want to just hand over to us before snooping for the other secrets.
>>42404217>>maybe, have you seen a large black man around here?I can already see the "is this guailo serious" look
>>42404361>>42404286>>42404235>ladies, hell yeah>>42404292>actually, I'd like to meet a large black studYou signal to him the affirmative and he claps his hands together.<Good, good. You have cash? Make sure you have at least 500 on hand, there is ATM by the bathrooms.>Seeing your look at the mention of the word $500, he quickly tries to assuage you.<Most ladies do not cost $500! But extra cash is good idea, you may want top model.>You nod your comprehension.<Now, I help you when you are ready. Enjo your drink!>In a flash he's on the other side of the bar, handling thirsty customers.You don't even have a hundred in cash on you right now, so an ATM trip will be a necessity if you want to "see the girls".>head toward the ATM by the bathrooms>scan the bar for something cheaper>work on your drink, examine the "mind reader"
>>42404524>>head toward the ATM by the bathrooms
>>42404524>head toward the ATM by the bathrooms>suspect traps
>>42404524>>work on your drink, examine the "mind reader"This sounds like a trap.
>>42404524>>work on your drink, examine the "mind reader"Top model. Gynoids?
Rolled 2 (1d2)>>42404565>>42404613>bathroom atm>>42404677>>42404726>take a look at your deviceRolling for determination, already wrote a little for both.
>>42404948>examine mindreaderYou work on your Guinness, savoring the flavor, and take the “mind reader” out of your pocket. You've heard about these and “psyche parties” before, though they weren't really a thing yet when you got put away. The device really really does “read minds” but it's not exactly a truth synthesizer. The electrodes stick to either side of your head and the “glasses” which are really small transparent screens, go over your eyes. The screens show barely visible scenes and images on the edge of your peripheral vision to produce subliminal stimulation and seduce, agitate, or shock the mind. The electrodes are actually highly complex (and utterly disposable) brainwave scanners that construct a loosely animated visualization of your subconscious.The images at that point are usually still pretty difficult to recognize, so they're sent through a small but powerful processor in the frame of the glasses that interprets and strengthens the image by looking for patterns, almost like it's inking a sketch. The final product is then transmitted electronically, usually to a projector or, in the case of this club, TV screens. Some people actually link their glasses together, so their thoughts are used to subliminally agitate the other person and vice versa to create a feedback loop, but that's more of a sex thing.The whole device, if you remember correctly, can be easily manufactured by anyone with a decent quality replicator.Your drink is empty but Chong is already refilling it, waving off your cash. A lovely redhead is staring at you from down the bar..>go over and talk to her>head to the atm>ask Crusty about that girl first
>>42405068>>ask Crusty about that girl first
>>42405068>>head to the atm
>>42405108>>42405222>>42405277>ask Crusty about the girl at the end of the barShe's cute but you've got a funny feeling about her.<Hey Crusty, that red girl. You know her?>Crusty purses his lips before speaking, not bothering to look back and see who it is your talking about. He looks concerned.<Friend, I thought you order Guinness.><I did order Guinness. But you know that red girl?>, you ask again, wishing you could remember the word for hair.<Friend, patron. If you want Guinness, why are you asking about martini?><Martini?>Crusty scowls at you and picks up a cocktail shaker, quickly going through the motions of making a martini.<Yes, martini. I serve many martini here and many martini are served by me. Shaken but not stirred.><Ugh, I just want Guinness.><Very wise.>He turns back towards serving the rest of the bar again.>go over and talk to that red haired girl>watch the other patrons a little more closely, work on your second Guinness>head to the ATM
>>42405328>>watch the other patrons a little more closely, work on your second GuinnessAlways follow the bartender's advice.
>>42405328>>watch the other patrons a little more closely, work on your second GuinnessFind the BBC
>>42405328>>watch the other patrons a little more closely, work on your second Guinness
>>42405581>>42405466>>42405411>watch the crowdYou buckle down over your drink and prepare to discretely scan the crowd..>Roll me an awareness check, 3d6+2. Make three rolls as usual but there are a few tiers of DC to beat (or miss)
Rolled 4, 5, 3 + 2 = 14 (3d6 + 2)>>42405665dat fastidious vince thoBOOST roll twice.
Rolled 6, 2, 5 + 2 = 15 (3d6 + 2)>>42405665
Rolled 2, 3, 6 + 4 = 15 (3d6 + 4)>>42405665
>>42405758>>42405766>>42405748Looking for someone to second >>42405748 on the boosting, which will draw off 4 Nerve points from your currently full pool of 12.I suspect you will get that second, seeing as you're surrounded by Nerves replenishing alcohol anyway.
>>42405869Alright, I'll support it.
>>42405869Yes nerves bitches.W
>>42405869>16,17,15I see all, ethnically diverse crowd of Hong Kongians.
>>42405869>Nerves [8/12]You are quickly aware of the fact that many of the people in this club are not who they appear to be. There are dancers whose "mind readers" lack the tell-tale glimmer that indicates operation in the lenses, drinkers who laugh too hard (or not enough), and wallflowers who are paying a little more attention to the party than their angst should permit.A few persons in particular trip your radar: a drunken girl accosting Hsiao and another two large guards at the bottom of the stairs, a gregarious but wiry man seated at the middle of the bar in a windbreaker who keeps buying everyone drinks, and a shady fellow in a trenchcoat standing by the bathroom ATM. As you watch, the latter vanishes into the bathroom and out of your sight.>go see if you can't help out Hsiao with that girl>buy a drink for the gregarious man>follow the shady fellow into the bathroom>inconspiculously head to the ATM>focus on your Guinness (Replenish Nerves by two points)
>>42406114>>follow the shady fellow into the bathroomTime for prison rape! Or just prison shanking
>>42406114Correction, Nerves should be [10/12] since you were drinking as you scanned the crowd, thereby softening the blow a bit.
>>42406114>>follow the shady fellow into the bathroomNow are they enemies of the establishment, or are they a part of it.
>>42406163>>42406351>to the bathroomYou stand up, the better part of your Guinness drained, and make like you're going to take a piss.Pushing open the battered door to the men's room, you find it empty except for a single stall under which you can spot the trenchcoat of your target and his chintzy ass boots.You can hear clicking noises coming from within the stall.>kick the stall door down>walk nonchalantly over to a urinal and take a piss, wait for him to emerge from the stall>get into a neighboring stall>walk out of the bathroom
>>42406163>walk nonchalantly over to a urinal Time to show off Vince's enormous American penis.
>>42406431>>get into a neighboring stall
>>42406431>>kick the stall door downgaijin smash
>>42406431>>walk nonchalantly over to a urinal and take a piss, wait for him to emerge from the stall
>>42406474>>42406512>>42406550>>42406569I'm going to allow one last window for additional votes on this.
>>42406661>>42406569>>42406474>urinal>>42406512>stall>>42406550>kick it all downUrinal it is. Writing as quickly as I can.
>>42406738You do your best not to pause or falter before walking over to the urinal. The sounds from inside the urinal seems to slow for a second as you get near, though you might just be imagining it.You begin to piss, counting the seconds as they pass. An strange tension builds in the room and your stream gradually peters off. The noises coming from the stall stop and the man stands up. One shake. He unlocks the stall door. Two shakes.You put everything away and zip up just in time to catch his eye for a split second as he tries to walk past with something under his trenchcoat.>assault him>let him go, it's none of your business
>>42406836>>assault himWho wears a trenchcoat to a nightclub. That's the real crime here.
>>42406836>repeat what happened outside
>>42406861He's not a hotheaded provoke-able punnk. We can just lie and say that's what happened.
>>42406892What I meant was a beat down. Sorry 'bout the miscommunication.
>>42406931>>42406861>>42406858There's no way to do this without telegraphing your intentions. There's about 4 feet between the two of you and there's no way that you can get him to make the first move in this scenario. Not that you'd want him too.You barely make your first sprinting step before he's drawn his assault rifle and leveled it at you.>Roll 3d6+1 to beat a 13 and dodge. You can boost twice using Nerves, which stand at [10/12].
>>42406836Gonna feel bad if it turns out he was just trying to hookup anonymously online.
Rolled 2, 6, 6 + 3 = 17 (3d6 + 3)>>42407060That is a high DC. Toldja to kick down the stall.Boost twice.
Rolled 1, 4, 3 + 1 = 9 (3d6 + 1)>>42407060Dammit /r9k/, no shooting the normies away
Rolled 4, 4, 3 + 1 = 12 (3d6 + 1)>>42407060
Rolled 3, 3, 4 + 3 = 13 (3d6 + 3)>>42407060
>>42407153...Yep boost at least once.
>>42407153>>42407107>>42407084>failure!...I'm going to assume you guys want to do the double boost to turn this into a decent success though. Writing.
>>42407211The sound of the rifle opening up so close to you is deafening and terrifying. The bullets are close enough that you can feel them whizz by your head. Fortunately for you, he shoots just a little bit too high in the heat of the moment and you're able to close the distance and yank the gun away from him in a burst of adrenaline, knocking it to the floor and underneath a bathroom stall.Your enemy backs away from you, deeper into the bathroom, and draws an impressive knife. How he got all this stuff past the door is a little worrying.>roll 3d6+1, boost up to two times with STR/STA. Beat an 11.
Rolled 3, 2, 1 + 1 = 7 (3d6 + 1)>>42407350
Rolled 4, 4, 5 + 1 = 14 (3d6 + 1)>>42407350weeell
Rolled 5, 1, 4 + 1 = 11 (3d6 + 1)>>42407350Welp. We can't just leave the bathroom when he can just get the gun again.
>>42407350Haha time for PEPPER SPRAY
>>42407443>>42407438>>42407415>okay successKnives are nasty but at least you've got experience with them.You move in and do your damned best to get a handle on the arm he's using to wield the thing as he thrusts at you, knowing that if you don't catch him now, you're dead.The blade comes within an inch of your gut before you can redirect it with your left hand while grabbing him and pulling him toward you with your right.His own knife slides neatly into his chest through his ribs, while his eyes go wide with pain and shock. He gasps desperately for air as you hold the knife in place during the last moment or so of gory struggle. You hear the bathroom door open and then frantically close somewhere behind you.Before long fluid fills his lungs and he loses consciousness with death not far behind. You find yourself sinking to the ground, exhausted.As you sit there, you absently stick your hands in your pockets and realize you had the pepper spray there the whole time. Fuck.>rest here a minute. No one in a place like this is in a rush to call the Scyths. Then get Crusty John. Or Hsiao.>Head back out into the club, hope no one notices the blood on your shirt.>Run like hell.
>>42407626>>Run like hell.Aahahah oops.Well someone already saw and NOPED the fuck outta this bathroom so.
>>42407626>>rest here a minute. No one in a place like this is in a rush to call the Scyths. Then get Crusty John. Or Hsiao.keep it smooth>hey there was this guy, I taking a piss and you know....
>>42407626>As you sit there, you absently stick your hands in your pockets and realize you had the pepper spray there the whole time. Fuck.Dammit Vince. At least we remembered.
>>42407626>>rest here a minute. No one in a place like this is in a rush to call the Scyths. Then get Crusty John. Or Hsiao.
>How he got all this stuff past the door is a little worrying.It's like you've never seen The Godfather, Vince.
>>42407736>>42407687>rest, gather yourself>>42407681>run like hellCalling it, writing.
>>42407830Let's not forget to loot his shit.
>>42407876But we can't really carry his knife and gun out into the club.
>>42407830You try and breathe deep and slow down. This is the second time today you've gotten violent and you're vacillating between enjoying it all and being completely ashamed.It's not long before two of the large enforcer types that you saw during your initial scan of the building (not Hsiao) burst onto the scene. They piece together what happened faster than you would expect and one of them collects the man's knife and the gun from underneath the stall while the other helps you to your feet while asking some basic questions.He also informs you that a large chunk of your ear is missing.When the guard emerges from the stall with the assault rifle, he turns it over in his hands and speaks to his partner.<This doesn't make sense.><Why? Because he was a maniac?><Because this is a bad target for a maniac.><So what are you thinking?><I'm thinking- The guards line of reasoning is quickly bought to a halt by the sound of gunfire and screaming outside. Both he and his partner take off, leaving you alone in the bathroom.>run after them>see if you can steal anything off the guy you just killed
>>42407986>>see if you can steal anything off the guy you just killed
>>42407986>>see if you can steal anything off the guy you just killedYep obviously the other agents at work time.Man we just had to come here on the night it all comes tumbling down.
>>42407986>>see if you can steal anything off the guy you just killed>He also informs you that a large chunk of your ear is missing.>a large chunk of your ear is missing.>your ear is missing.>missing.
>>42407986So the bullets got the ear.See now this is why I wanted to run and GTFO, he obviously wasn't working alone.
>>42407986Are they tryin to steal the whoredroids?Or steal them back?
>>42408004>>42408078>>42408079>Phat lootzWaste not, want not. Putting off the chaos that is undoubtedly ensuing outside, you quickly rifle through the would-be gunman's belongings. There's a wallet with $327 dollars in cash (you pocket the cash and return the wallet) in his pants and you turn your attention to the seeming myriad of pockets all over his trench coat.You find:>a baggie of unmarked pills>a vial of cocaine (more for the collection, you suppose)>ammo for the assault rifle>a locked cellphone>a good quality multi-purpose vaporizer>a swiss army knifeand, much to your shock and dismay:>a pocket full of razorblades to discourage pickpocketsYou take the drugs, the knife, and the vaporizer. You're not so sure about taking the cellphone and you suck on your sliced up fingers as you come to a decision.>take the cellphone>don't take the cellphone
>>42408234Well, it could be used to trace the thief. Especially if it ever got access to the Internet.Taking battery out would help but would you ever get any use from it then without a hacker friend.
>>42408234>>don't take the cellphoneDo a quick bump of coke
>>42408234>>don't take the cellphoneBump some coke
>>42408234>a pocket full of razorblades to discourage pickpocketsI kind of want this guy's though process on that shit, like "WHY the fuck would you do that man?" "Here's why...."
>>42408377Clearly we could learn from this man.Like NOT FORGETTING YOU HAVE A WEAPON IN YOUR POCKET and you're not just happy to see someone.
>>42408234>>don't take the cellphoneI guess coke might boost our performance in dodging bullets, which we are about to need to do.Again.
>>42408356>>42408329You decide to leave the cellphone where it is. There's too many things that could go wrong and you're not so sure you'd want to turn it in to the Scyths, even if there was a reward. Better to keep this whole event on the down low. You do a quick bump on the back of your own credit card to raise your spirits. It does the trick.>Temporary Nerves Pool [15/15]>Temporary Stamina Strength [15/15]>Awareness +4You can hear still more gunfire from outside and you decide to at least investigate.The girl who was haranguing Hsiao lies dead or unconscious not far the bottom of the stairs, you can't tell from this distance. You don't see any blood underneath her, though that's not the case for one of the cards who was just in the bathroom with you; he's laying at the bottom of the stairs, his wife-beater riddled with red holes. His counterpart is nowhere to be seen, though you assume he's taking part in the ongoing firefight in some other part of the building.The only other person around who seems to be alive is Crusty, who has ducked behind the bar with an ancient double barreled pump and is watching the stairs carefully.>go over to him, ask what happened>head towards the stairs
>>42408600guards* not "cards"There are no dead cards, just a dead guard.
>>42408629Thank god, not the cards!>>42408600>go over to him, ask what happenedIt was the guy buying all the drinks, right.
>>42408600>>go over to him, ask what happenedCautiously though no need to get shot
>>42408600>>go over to him, ask what happenedInternally monologue. You have pepper spray, you have pepper spray. So you can't forget next time.Also, you have a knife now.
>>42408664>>42408654You do your best to cautiously approach Crusty John, though how cautiously you can do anything after that much adrenaline and your first bump of cocaine in years is questionable. He just about has a heart attack when he turns around and sees you covered in gore with dilated pupils and a partially blown away ear. He doesn't shoot though.<Are you okay, friend?>You nod.<What occur?> you ask, too fucked up to conjugate.<We heard shooting from the bathroom first. Customers stampede out of the building, we struggle to keep order. The guards had been dealing with that woman by the stairs but then had to come check on you as soon as they could. They left Hsiao there and she attacked him with... something. He twisted her neck, I saw it. He stayed there, then there was gunfire upstairs. Hsiao ran up, then back down. The guards came back from the backround with a rifle and shot up the stairs. Someone else shot down, they killed the one you see there now. They shot back up again, now they are all upstairs again.><Some story.><Are you going up too?>>"What the hell is up there?">yes>no, I'm going to wait it out here with you
>>42408910Dammit the ladies are up there and about to get stolen probably.If we waste time on exposition we'll never get to stop them.
>>42408910>>no, I'm going to wait it out here with youImma thinking it's safer down here ya?
>>42408910>>"What the hell is up there?"
>>42408910>"What the hell is up there?"
>>42409020>>42409068"What's up there?">>42409001>weather the storm>>42408985>maybe yes?Calling it for asking what's up.
>>42409083<What exactly is up-You both cringe as another burst of gunfire goes off and someone screams.Crusty shudders and pulls a fresh cigarette from his shirt pocket and pressing it between his lips, unlit.<I cannot say too much. What is certainly there is a great deal of money. Very important money. Who is shooting, I do not know. They may be invader or thieves, either way they must be stopped. I am too old to be much use but they must be stopped...>He trails off and his eyes fall to the side for a moment before being bought to attention by another short burst of gunfire.<Here, take my gun. It is loaded, I have more slugs under the bar. If you stop them, I promise you will be rewarded.>>Fine, at least you can do the shooting this time.>Let me have a drink or one of your cigs first.>I'm not sure a reward is worth my life...>write-in
>>42409239>Lets do it
>>42409239Well. We did just blow a line of coke.We can boost so many times.>Fine, at least you can do the shooting this time.
>>42409239>>Let me have a drink or one of your cigs first.And some extra shells. Don't want to run out when I need more.
>>42409353>>42409303>>42409272>general consensus for actionWriting.
Really gotta ask Silver Pete for armor Monday.And in retrospect I realize now that gas grenades aren't that expensive when you consider that live specimens bonuses let them pay for themselves.
>>42409395<I'll do it. Give me all your shells and a drink.>He pulls out a half a dozen shells from under the bar and you cram them into your thoroughly packed pockets as he pours you a shot of some top shelf liquor. You down it and he offers you a cigarette as well.<No, I'm still quitting.>He shrugs but pats you on the shoulder as he hands over the gun.<Good luck.>You jump over the bar in full cocaine high mode and make for the stairs. The firefight above intensifies as the combatants hear you climbing up the metal steps towards them.At the top of the stairs you find both the entrance you came in through (still open), a badly wounded Hsaio, and another door that was previously shut leading to some stairs that apparently go to the second floor of the plant. You spy the last remaining tough in there, wielding the assault rifle he picked up earlier. You can't imagine he has much ammo left...>try and tend to Hsaio>get in that hallway, try and take up a firing position>bail on this, it's time to be a coward. Hopefully no one here will remember your face...
>>42409581>>get in that hallway, try and take up a firing positionFine. High risk, high reward.
>>42409581>>try and tend to Hsaio
>>42409672>>42409685>softies>>42409643>into the line of fireYou crouch down and inspect Hsaio.<Don't waste your time with me.>, he rumbles. You ignore him and try to get a better look at his wound. It's bad. He took at least three shots in the lower left quadrant of his abdomen and there are only two exit wounds, one of which is on the right side of his back near the spine.<You stupid American fool-His words are drowned out by a sudden resurgence in the nearby combat but he grabs you by the shoulder with surprising force.<Go now! Zheng is almost out of ammo and you will need him to cover you!>>listen to what he says>No, you might have a plan. A mad, stupid plan, but you won't need covering fire and can afford a few seconds to bandage Hsaio with the remaining clean portions of your shirt.
>>42409894>>listen to what he says
>>42409894>>listen to what he saysDuhhh
>>42409894>>listen to what he saysOkay but I'm looting your dead body
>>42409919>>42409923>>42409949>Do as he saysYou nod, feeling a momentary dip of guilt in the persistent high you're experiencing right now. You wonder if it was just cocaine in that vial.You flash over to the man who must be Zheng. He's younger and more nervous looking than Hsaio but you suppose you can't blame him for being part of a force that's suffered 66% casualties so far today. You do your best to signal that he should cover you while you run up the left side of the stairs (you judge that the enemy is on the right from the location of the several hundred bullet holes at the top of the stairs). He seems to understand.And then you're running up the stairs.>Make three rolls of 3d6+1, boostable with STR/STA to run up the stairs fast enough. Beat at 12.
Rolled 5, 6, 3 + 1 = 15 (3d6 + 1)>>42410124Boost by two?
Rolled 6, 2, 6 + 3 = 17 (3d6 + 3)>>42410124boosttt by the power of SNOWFLAME
>>42410153You can if it's necessary.
>>42410124No let's not boost, this is just to go up the damn stairs.We still have to actually fight and stop the bastards.
Rolled 5, 6, 6 + 1 = 18 (3d6 + 1)>>42410124
>>42410257>doing a goddamn backflip up the stairs>still in a cast
>>42410153>>42410194>>42410257>Great successYou charge up the stairs while Zheng lays down a withering load of fire down right beside you. Unfortunately, he can't keep it up for long and the fire stops just as you crest the top of the stairs and look into the eyes of one of the waiting robbers. He wasn't expecting you to reach the top so quick.You squeeze off a barrel into him and it opens a huge hole in his chest. As he falls he reveals the room beyond: a disaster area of blood and money. Workers and accountants are slumped over money counting machines and carts carrying huge bags of what you can only assume are drugs. It's a massacre.You step in to the room, cautiously fingering the trigger on your remaining barrel.>give me three more rolls of 3d6+4 to beat another 12, boost with Nerves if you like.
Rolled 4, 6, 6 + 4 = 20 (3d6 + 4)>>42410415God I love cocaine.
Rolled 4, 5, 2 + 4 = 15 (3d6 + 4)>>42410415
Rolled 4, 6, 2 + 4 = 16 (3d6 + 4)>>42410415
>>42410431It loves you as well anon.
>>42410431>>42410434>>42410448>Marvelous success!The remaining thug practically leaps out from behind some nearby corpses, uzi in hand, but he never has a chance. You put your remaining shell right between his eyes and the back of his skull practically erupts with brain matter.You reload your gun and search the room for any other lingerers but none reveal themselves. You shout down the all clear to Zheng and he tells you to come down quick. You descend the stairs to find him standing grimly over the corpse of Hsiao. He points to the cell still clutched in the dead man's hand.<He called this in to the top.><Meaning?><Meaning you should get comfortable.>>END THREAD
>>42410605Greattt. Thanks Hsiao.
>>42410605Conversely if we had kicked down the stall door and pepper sprayed the guy from the beginning, there would not have been gunshots that would have alerted the other gunmen that shit just went south, and might as well charge in now.Man they had pretty light security here really. Only one gun of their own behind the bar.
>>42410659You guys took the riskiest path possible in the bathroom, giving him time to assemble the gun. Definitely one of the closest calls of the entire Quest thus far.I'm going to hang around for a few more minutes, though I doubt anyone has many burning questions left.>>42410605Thread is archived as always, here:http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=exterminator+questAnd you can follow for quest updates and timing @QMsimmons , if you don't already.
>>42410732The only burning here is the ecstacy of nosecandy and its surprising pointlessness in light of high rolls.
>>42410799But would you have rolled as high if you had never taken the bump at all?I suspect your substance abuse pleased the dice gods.
>>42410853Perhaps.Not a single failure tonight.
>>42410853This means we won't be horribly injured for once and can go jogging and do pull-ups in the morning.
>>42410886You're right.You still have one day of weekend left but I suspect the work week itself will be a challenging one.At least you've still got a huge bag of coke left.
>>42410957Can we get some more of the magic coke? But really glad it was used when I suggested it.
>>42410986You're falling in with the right kind of people for it.>>42410944Yup, just gotta make your way home at the end of the night in the next thread.
>>42411035I'm sure the peaceful bug hobbits won't seek vengeance for us enabling the extermination of their home or something.
>>42410986We already have two sacks of it.We're about to get much better shit than coke if you didn't notice.
>>42411061The mantises probably have bigger problems. Like giant bats.Alright, I'm off to bed. Get ready for Awakening Quest on Sunday or Monday.
>>42411105>Awakening QuestYou mean Awakened Quest?