Beyond The Veil INC

[Imperial Psycho]

OOC:

"Da name ish Grub, da mosht vamous Goblin wreshler. Anyway, I gotshta get back to work soon, tell me 'ow it goesh, will ya?"

Psychic, eh?

[sdeligar]

((Leo called him Grub too.))

Seeing that the man trying to see through the veil is busy he looks around for any other nearby agents and starts speaking into his mic again."I've spotted an Elf, goblin, and dwarf all wearing biker leathers and sunglasses. The dwarf has a duffel bag that is making me rather nervous I'm going to follow them." As he starts following the three new guys he indicates for any nearby agents to follow him.

[javcs]

Resighting the orc and bugbears, Scott quickly flags them in his HUD and moves to close with them and follow them more closely, taking his pint with him, and using it as cover.

[RE:Insanity]

The two agents nearest you are Nebbletock and Samantha, both of whom nod and spread out wide to cover you. Your going to have to make a move silently check to get near the 'bikers'. That, or maybe a bluff check to seem liek you're just going about your business.

[Imperial Psycho]

"Right behind you." Cooper follows Leo, stalking the bikers as silently as possible.

(1d20+8)[18] (Move Silently)

[razovor]

"Thanks." Paul drinks deeply.

"I can't say i've ever experienced that before, I must be working too hard."

[sdeligar]

Nodding at the agent he moves to follow them picking up his contracts bag and putting it over one shoulder hoping it'll make him look more like another local about his business.

(1d20+1)[10]

((ouch, definitely not a secret agent here))

[RE:Insanity]

"Right behind you." Cooper follows Leo, stalking the bikers as silently as possible.

[roll0] (Move Silently)

The dwarf, elf, and goblin don't seem to see you and are apparently preoccupied with searching for someone...
Of course, being almost fifty feet away from them doesn't help the situation.

[RE:Insanity]

Nodding at the agent he moves to follow them picking up his contracts bag and putting it over one shoulder hoping it'll make him look more like another local about his business.

[roll0]

((ouch, definitely not a secret agent here))

((everyone watching should be able to see this))
The goblin and the dwarf sneer at you with an unimistakable look of hatred on their faces, and the elf gives you a strange glare before whispering something in both their ears. The group moves deeper into the crowd, the dwarf flipping you the bird.

[sdeligar]

Cursing at himself he looks around. Alright time to stop working hard and start working smart. Speaking into the mic again he outlines his plan. "They know I'm here so I'm going to give them something to think about the rest of you keep following them and try to remain unseen we don't want them to panic and start shooting into the crowd. I'm going to make a little notice make them think we know more about there plans then we really do. We need to know exactly where they are going with that bag." Picking up the pace he starts actively searching the crowd hoping to make enough noise to make them think several agents are following them.

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Search check to find them again (1d20+10)[17]
Bluff to try and throw them off balance (1d20)[15]

[RE:Insanity]

It's easy to see the bikers as they shove their way through the crowd towards the hoodies, and they are quite obviously scared. The sight of three agents and the sound of many more probably isn't helping them.

[Krennel]

"I've definitely been working to hard as well." he says with a chuckle at his own joke, sipping the lemonade.
"So why did you come today?"

[Forevernade]

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(1d20+7)[14] Hide
(1d20+10)[11] Move Silently
(1d20+6)[12] Bluff

Grub decided to ignore the human talking to him and do his 'real job' for the day by flanking the moving Lighters.

Doing what he does best, he moves silently to where they are going, as opposed to where they are, and silently pops out of the crowd in front of them with a cheery "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! 'allo boish! Well now I's can't have yoush all swarming for my oitagraph at once! Da vamous Grub ent got 4 arms to sign with, das' ma arch nemeshish da Killa' Kreacha. Loine up, loine up. Averyone will get deir turn. Now what'sh yo' name, who am I writin' to?"

Grub attempts to bluff the shmucks into thinking they have bumped into someone famous who thinks they want his autograph, just to confuse and catch them up in the crowd so that the others can get closer without as much trouble.

[Imperial Psycho]

Cooper continues to move up behind them.

Move Silently: (1d20+8)[22]

[razovor]

Paul laughs "I'm here for the free food."

[RE:Insanity]

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[roll0] Hide
[roll1] Move Silently
[roll2] Bluff

Grub decided to ignore the human talking to him and do his 'real job' for the day by flanking the moving Lighters.

Doing what he does best, he moves silently to where they are going, as opposed to where they are, and silently pops out of the crowd in front of them with a cheery "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! 'allo boish! Well now I's can't have yoush all swarming for my oitagraph at once! Da vamous Grub ent got 4 arms to sign with, das' ma arch nemeshish da Killa' Kreacha. Loine up, loine up. Averyone will get deir turn. Now what'sh yo' name, who am I writin' to?"

Grub attempts to bluff the shmucks into thinking they have bumped into someone famous who thinks they want his autograph, just to confuse and catch them up in the crowd so that the others can get closer without as much trouble.

Lucky for you, the Lighters are a bunch of real gits.
"Lookit," one of the bugbears grins, "Really is Grub Gruesome. Mah brother's a big fan, but we gotta git ourselves movin, eh?" The group actually moves around Grub politely as opposed to shoving him!

[RE:Insanity]

Cooper continues to move up behind them.

Move Silently: [roll0]

The bikers don't notice you at all, but they seem to be picking up speed. Nebbletock seems to have somehow gotten closer to them (damn gnomes and their midgetry!) and is pulling out a strange device with a colorful lighted screen...

[Imperial Psycho]

How far am I from them?

[RE:Insanity]

How far am I from them?

Only about 30 feet now, not that far at all.

[sdeligar]

He can't help but chuckle a bit at Grub's little distraction and when he gets close enough to the goblin he smiles at him. "Well played Grub. Think you just earned that sausage you took earlier. Come on help me keep this guys distract." He continues to follow them looking around the area trying to figure out where they are going. Over the radio"Can anybody tell where they are heading?"

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Search check to keep the plan moving(1d20+10)[17]
spot check to see if he can figure out where they are going (1d20)[4]

[Krennel]

"Wishin I had that opportunity. I'm here for work." Nombre replies, gesturing at the stall of weapons. He down the whole lemonade.

[razovor]

"Huh, don't believe i've ever met a weaponsmith. I'm a surgeon, at Saint Johns Hospital."

[Forevernade]

Grub smiles back cheekily and turns his stride to match his new friend's. Lighting up another smoke he helps carve a pathway through the crowd. Grub fumbles through his pockets to see what he successfully pick pocketed as the Lighters politely tried to avoid trampling him...

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[roll]1d20+6[/roll] Sleight of Hand

(1d20+7)[20] Hide
[roll]1d20+6[/roll] Move Silently
(1d20)[19] Spot
(1d20+1)[20] Search

[Forevernade]

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(1d20+6)[22] Sleight of Hand

(1d20+6)[16] Move Silently

[RE:Insanity]

The 'bikers'' and the Lighters' paths intercede and both groups stop. The 'bikers' hold out the duffel bag, and the orc, unzipping it, looks inside and nods. He hands a wad of bills to the 'bikers'. The bikers turn around and start to move quickly away from the Lighters (a quick recount shows there is now a pair of elves with them! When did that happen?), only to be halted by a series of clicking and clanking noises.
In the duffelbag, was a collection of automatic weapons!
BRATATATATATAT!
The 'bikers' are cut down in a hail of bullets, and the orc leans down to grab the wad of bills and their wallets as the other Lighters fire into the panicking crowds with manic glee!

[sdeligar]

Cursing Leo flinches as the Lighters open fire."TERRORIST'S! EVERYONE OUT OF THE PARK!!" Hoping between that and the gun fire all the bystanders will clear out he draws his own gun and fires at the nearest bugbear.

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Initiative: (1d20+1)[16]
Attack Roll: (1d20+3)[19]
Damage: (2d6)[10]

[RE:Insanity]

((your gun's one of those pistols from the weapons locker, right?))
You shoot the bugbear in the gut, and a splash of blood marks where you hit him. He stumbles back, screaming in pain, and looks around for his assailant as the people in the park scream and run!

[sdeligar]

((Yep, nice big beefy .45))

[RE:Insanity]

((oof! That bugbear really felt it!))

[javcs]

Scott twitches as the bullets fly, reacting on instinct, as he pulls his pistol from behind him, advancing towards cover, firing at the orc, the apparent leader of the gangers, as he flags the newcomers with his HUD, swearing under his breath.


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Initiative: (1d20+2)[12]
Attack: (1d20+3)[9]; Point Blank shot, if Scott is within 30ft, +1 to the attack roll.
Damage(if hits): (3d8)[15]; Point Blank shot, if Scott is within 30ft, +1 to the damage roll
Stock FN Five-Seven is 2d8, but the Improved Stopping Power gadget ups it to 3d8. If that's too much, I'll drop it.
It's a pistol firing the round from the P90, 5.7mm necked cartridge. A very, very high-velocity and powered round. Especially in a pistol.
Scott is a man who believes that shooting somebody multiple times should not be necessary to take them out of a fight, and arms himself accordingly.

Edit: Unfortunately ... his accuracy is apparently lacking.