Coming to America and being evil. A modern 3.5 game

[Doomboy911]

As you enter you see three men and a woman. One is your employer a blue aura surrounds his hands and at his feet are two imps one bears a small knife most likely a sword considering his size and the other has a grenade which is missing the pin but he is hugging very tightly. Across from him is a man dressed fairly casually a calm look is on his face as he eyeballs everyone. The one to the left of your employer (him being closest to you) is a man with a shaved head covered in tattoos, he is poised and ready to strike. The lady to the left is clearly a cleric as she holds a staff that looks like a holy symbol, aura of darkness is around her that makes your blood feel unnatural even though she is in the sunlight she looks as though the shadows are surrounding her.

"Fantastic would you like to fetch him for us? I'd like to speak a bit more with Arkadi." he asks bowing courteously.

"Alright kid dealer's choice who do we peg first? he asks as you have a clear shot on everyone.

[Ralasha]

Ready to strike who?

[Doomboy911]

the deep slate gray is alie and the other sniper

[Ralasha]

"As you enter you see three men and a woman. One is your employer a blue aura surrounds his hands and at his feet are two imps one bears a small knife most likely a sword considering his size and the other has a grenade which is missing the pin but he is hugging very tightly. Across from him is a man dressed fairly casually a calm look is on his face as he eyeballs everyone. The one to the left of your employer (him being closest to you) is a man with a shaved head covered in tattoos, he is poised and ready to strike. The lady to the left is clearly a cleric as she holds a staff that looks like a holy symbol, aura of darkness is around her that makes your blood feel unnatural even though she is in the sunlight she looks as though the shadows are surrounding her."
Assuming this message is to me, I ask again, strike who?

[Doomboy911]

ah they're in a kind of mexican stand off. He's ready to strike your employer and the calm looking fellow dressed in only a white t-shirt, jeans, boots and a bandana. There's also a small table with four suitcases on them standing between each of them.

[Ralasha]

"Still think you can manage without help? I could probably kill every single person in this room in a matter of moments. I am after all, a Dragon."

[Doomboy911]

The man furthest away from you (the casually dressed one) begins to giggle "I must say you are the loveliest dragon I have ever seen.I can not believe how fascinating everything has become so quickly.Cheng I didn't know we were allowed to bring friends. Now I feel a great deal better about bring someone." With those words you feel a pair of eyes watching you.

[Ralasha]

Miradal smiles broadly. "I'm not his friend, I'm his transportation. It just so happens, I'm also a bodyguard. Though he chose not to employ me for those purposes. Any buyers?"

[Doomboy911]

"QuitefranklyI don't need any help" they all say at once "Although I did say I'd pay you more for further travel so I can't truly do that unless I survived. So if you were to make the decision to protect me how am I to stop you."

[Ralasha]

"Alright, since no one needs any help. I'll just sit back here and watch. Unless someone has an objection. Oh, by the way, if someone, or their pets, or any such things should harm me in any way, accidentally or otherwise, that person will share the distinct pleasure of learning what it feels like to be slowly dismembered piece by piece, limb by limb. You will be amongst the few ever to have had that particular honor at my hands." She then steps back a ways to watch, and having removed herself at least partially from their attention, or so she hopes, to intervene at some point of her choosing, should it appear she will not have a fair back.

[Isenvrill]

Without a word, Niuqu leaps into the air and flies to the captains house.

[Doomboy911]

In a matter of moments Niquo is in the air. Above the captain's house you see a black and orange cloud flying away from it and towards you. In a second or two a swarm of pixies covered in orange goo goes rushing past you and into the city.

[Isenvrill]

Niuqu smiles and knows the captain must be about. As he lands, he walks towards the house looking for the captain.

[Doomboy911]

The house is covered in the same orange goo. You can see a few windows have been knocked out and on the fence are pieces of pumpkin. On the path there are a few smashed pixies. The purple creatures you fought last night are silently picking them up and chowing down on them. The lawn is slowly dissolving the pumpkin slime everywhere.

[Ninja_Grand]

"All right!' [Can i get a look of the targets]

[Isenvrill]

Becoming puzzled, Niuqu calls out for the captain as he continues towards the house.

[Doomboy911]

You have each of the targets in view. Sorry about the slow posts got jumped last night and homework.

[Ralasha]

Got jumped? Who got the worst of it, you or the people that jumped you? Last time I got jumped I got 2 broken fingers and a broken rib, but made it so they'll need straws to eat from then on.
On a side note, I'm never going back to that area in East LA again.
Some place near the park.

It's too bad too, there's a nice underground club there.

[Doomboy911]

Yeah nine guys versus me (who hasn't had anything to eat in day and a half ), my diabetic friend who lost his glasses and my other friend who had a gun put to his head. Lost my phone but kept my jewelry and wallet. Now I'm thinking about mosquitoing the pricks.

[Ralasha]

Get the phone shut off.

I was taught that if a person puts a gun in your face you turn it and break their finger. You have to be faster than their finger though, so it's not suggested without training.

Mosquitoing?

Get an Aerosol rifle. They're legal, and you can shoot them without getting charges of 'assault with intent to kill' or 'use of a deadly weapon without license'. Aerosol Uzzies are nice, and they'll leave holes in the targets' skin. (targets': possessive, plural form of target's)

I like my translator. ^^

[Eshkigal]

...You're going to steal sips from their drinks?
Sorry that happened to you, man.

[Doomboy911]

The Mosquito is a audio device that can be set to such a frequency that only people in a certain age group can hear. It is loud and painful to the ears. My plan is to consult the mayor to get support. I'm than going to start a charity to get funds to buy enough of the The Mosquito to litter the place. Than I'll have headlights and motion sensors installed in The Mosquito so if any young punks want to go walking along at night they'll learn why there's a curfew.

Doomboy911 DM in game and out.

[Ralasha]

Mosquito?


Well, good luck to you sir!
I like my ideas better, aerosol guns. Lots of fun, but not for them. Or, grow up learning martial arts from the age of 2 like I did, then just turn them into people with lots of minor injuries, mostly dislocations (ankles, wrists, knees, elbows, hips and shoulders), a few fractured jaws (permanent level damage), and maybe a broken finger or 10. Then leave them lying there in pain. It's fun. Ask those 'gangsters' in LA if having a gun helped.

[Doomboy911]

Fighting has never come off as the answer. When life is threatened perhaps but only when retreat is out of the question (such as the gun). Besides pain is dandy but taking the racist scumbags and reducing the pain they cause others is all the sweeter.(I'm actually doing this all because; 1 Owwie and 2 the love that fills my life lives in the bad neighborhood and if I found out she got hurt I'd get executed by the state for the things I would do to that part of the world.) Anyways back to Alie shooting people.

[Eshkigal]

Except isn't it all dependent on something that can be easily and readily negated by exposure to loud enough noise for prolonged periods?

[Doomboy911]

Wait take this all into the ooc forum ok.

[Ninja_Grand]

I ment can I get a description of the guys?

[Doomboy911]

Right the shot you have is the three guys and one girl that Miradal is looking at right now.

Alie through your scope you see five figures. First is Miradal leaning against a wall looking bored opposite of her is another bored gentleman dressed in a wifebeater, jeans, brown boots and a bandana. He is a well shaved man with his eyes wandering around the room. There is a woman sitting upon a chair of darkness, closest to Miradal is the man she took off with at his feet is an imp holding a grenade and another with a knife. Finally there is a bald man covered in tattoos. between the four is a table with one briefcase.

[Ninja_Grand]

Im takeing my shot at the bald guy. (1d20)[12] (2d10)[8]

[Doomboy911]

(Right terribly sorry about the wait holidays and whatnot)

The bullet whizzes past his head, the lady raises her hand chanting, the shadows around the warehouse being to move towards her riding along her leg to her raised hand. With a snap the shadows shoot out at Miradal (tons of saves about to come up this one is a will). The casual dressed man scratches the back of his head (now 1 listen check and a spot check)