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Amber throws the card on the floor over her shoulder and shrugs, "I don't have a problem. And it says if WOMEN aren't topless then no service. These are guys. Serve them." She says ignoring the woman other than to shoot her a bird. "It doesn't say anyone who is with a clothed woman gets no service. So don't serve me. I'll just sit here."
"The sign is intended to contain some small value of humor, but the real policy is indeed that any woman between the ages of 18 and 50 here must be topless." Cletus flips over the sign, and it does indeed say so in somewhat small print. Anyone who hasn't been in town for very long may be surprised at the policy, but given the presence of certain brothels and the influence of the White Court, this policy might be for real. In fact, is it possible that this policy was instituted merely to stymie the Wardens? After all, the only Warden in town is female.
"Why is it so important for you to be here anyways? If you're not going to be here for the drinks, then why bother coming here at all? There are other bars you can go to..."
"You are snooping around too much, mister...I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name...
He doesn't bother to look at the bartender. Brando's mind rushes here and there. It was hard playing mysterious and dangerous. Real hard. He believed he was doing well though.
"Either way, perhaps you should occupy your mind with something other than our existence? I'll have a glass of scotch. My friend there will want milk. On a dirty glass yes?"
He lets a few seconds pass. Then turns his eyes slightly at Amber
"Would you be so kind as to pick the card for me?"
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Grim thinks for a moment, then heads to the restroom, checks for anyone else and pulls out his cell. He texts Brando and Caleb real quick, then rethinks his decision to start a fire ...
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Text will say "Place stinks like W/C ... keep ur eyes open"
Walking back out, he joins the others. He stands near Amber, casually putting an arm around her and leaning in close for what looks like a kiss or nuzzle on the neck. He whispers, "Remember when we met? That jerk you were with? I think the folks around here are no better. 'Sides, the bartender's got a point ... who would come to this place and not strip?" Grim glances at her pointedly for a moment, then straightens up and checks the bar for peanuts.
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Trying to give Amber the warning without being too obvious ...
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DM: "Why do you have so many characters?"
Me: "Because I never embraced the strategic value of running away."
The bartender responds, "Name's Cletus, and I'm only involving myself because I'm trying to be friendly while enforcing the rules. Look, if you tell me that you're not with the lady, then I'll serve you some drinks, but she'll still need to wait outside either way unless she strips off her top."
If Amber doesn't do as the bartender asks, he'll say, "Please, let's not make me call on the bouncers..."
You've seen quite a few rough types in here. Maybe a few of them also help do the bouncing around here of the non-female kind.
"Bouncers an innuendo for the cow over there?" Amber ask crossing her arms. She gets Grim's message and nods, but just pulls away. "They aren't with me. There." She says with a shrug.
She wanted to argue with the bartender more. But he made a good point, if she wasn't going to get a drink then she had little reason to be here. However, if she wanted a drink she'd have to take her top off.
Finally she gets up, "Whatever, this place is a dump anyways. I'm going to wait outside so that your bouncers don't get hurt." She says before turning and walking out without looking or saying anything to anyone.
However, on the way out she looked over at the lights, the cash register, and pretty much anything electronic she could find and attempted to hex as much as possible on the way out.
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Looking over the hexing ability I can hit pretty much anything that's not super old. Hell I could hex some guns if I saw any. Do note she's walking out slowly giving plenty of time to hex as much as possible...
Amber sees a few security cameras and lights she can hex, but remember, each deliberate hex counts as a spell for the scene, and you'd have to make spellcasting rolls (and take Mental Stress for each spell).
As Amber starts walking out, Cletus starts serving everyone the drinks they ordered. How do the rest of you plan on gathering the information you want?
Hexing as a deliberate action counts as a spell, which does at least one Mental stress. Stress track clears out at end of scene, so your mental track is basically a spell slot counter.
I am AFB right now, but trust me it's in the book.
Hexing as a deliberate action counts as a spell, which does at least one Mental stress. Stress track clears out at end of scene, so your mental track is basically a spell slot counter.
I am AFB right now, but trust me it's in the book.
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I checked the book before I did it...let my copy paste.
Page 258:
Quote:
While a spellcaster normally hexes technology
as an accident of being a wizard (page 228), he
can also do it on purpose, focusing his energies
to disrupt electronics and other devices. This
is significantly less taxing than performing
other forms of evocation—you don’t even need
access to the Evocation power (page 180) to do
it, so long as you are some sort of practitioner,
because it doesn’t require command of any
particular element or force. In addition, the
normal 1-stress cost for summoning power up
to your Conviction is waived, giving you a “free
shot” at most forms of technology.
As such anything up to 5 shifts of power I get a free shot on. Five shifts is quite a bit which would include lights, cameras, TVs, etc. Pretty much anything electronic in this bar. Only thing requiring more is SUPER old technology. Hell, fancy cameras would allow me to probably take out 5 at once using the 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 division...
Right you are, but I'm counting security cameras as Power requirement 2, so you can only hex two of them with one action. Still, if you're walking slowly, you can hex all the security cameras no problem.
Right you are, but I'm counting security cameras as Power requirement 2, so you can only hex two of them with one action. Still, if you're walking slowly, you can hex all the security cameras no problem.
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Works for me, I figured 1 or 2. So two at a time and any one things in sight? What about the bartender's cash register? Or the lights >:) I'm throwing a temper-tantrum here :P
The security cameras' shut-down went mostly unnoticed. The cash register jams. The lights on the ceiling kind of throws a shower of sparks (Amber is really angry) before going out completely.
The customers all look around, wondering what is going on, obviously annoyed. Now, what will you all do in order to gather the information you want? It may even be harder now, with the customers annoyed.
Grim sighed to himself, rolling his eyes at the blackout. Turning back to the bar, he grabbed his beer and walked over to one of the pool tables to watch Ms Bouncy play. He'd let the other two do their thing for a bit while he enjoyed the view.
Besides, he needed to get a feel for the crowd, let it cool down a bit after the 'fireworks.'
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Trying to watch the crowd and get a feel for who might be the most willing to talk ...
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DM: "Why do you have so many characters?"
Me: "Because I never embraced the strategic value of running away."
(Ok, I'm going to try to move things along and try not to let this die...)
With the lights out, it's hard to do much of anything, including play pool. After Amber leaves, she seems less biting and might be willing to talk, but a brute of a man, with tattoos all over his body (you can see them because he's only wearing a wifebeater and his jeans sag) walks over to the topless woman and says, "Psh, this day is turning out to be worse and worse. F**k it. Let's go and have some fun. That's what ya do when it gets dark isn't it toots?"
The man grabs the woman by the upper arm, and the woman starts struggling. Whatever talking is to be done by her, it probably won't happen until the man is gone. "Hey, let GO of me. I told you my friends and I aren't interested in your gangbang parties!" shouts the woman.
Grim considered letting the woman go to 'enjoy' an evening alone with Mr. Tattoo ... it wasn't like she was an innocent bystander caught up in events. Any other time, he probably would have drank deeply and let nature run it's course. However, there was a job on the line, and that meant money, and money meant a roof and food.
Besides, there was no way Caleb was going to let this go ... so he had back-up. Clearing his throat, he nodded at the big man. "Hey date rape, let the ... ah ... lady go. I was hoping to chat with Twin Peaks there, and I don't need your paw prints all over them." Taking a sip of beer, he waited and watched. His posture screamed "SLACKER" but his half-lidded eyes shined bright even in the dark, and never lost sight of the man who was about to find out 'no means no' hard way if he kept this up.
Spoiler
Intimidate: (4d6)[1][1][5][2](9)+2= +0 ... oh well, it probably suits me to not be taken seriously ...
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DM: "Why do you have so many characters?"
Me: "Because I never embraced the strategic value of running away."
The large, tattooed man turns around to look at you two, obviously not impressed. He spits on the floor and cracks his knuckles. "Oh, and what are YOU going to do about this, pip-squeak?"
Are we still assuming Caleb is present? If so, is he going to do anything useful, or are we on our own? Grim only mouthed off cuz he thought Caleb would jump up and say something!
Grim looked at the man, never rising from his seat. "Um, amd I 'pip' or squeak?' I don't know what I'm going to do ... I can't think that far ahead. But you're gonna look like a punk when you get your a$$ kicked by a dude with pink highlights in his hair. After that? I think I'll laugh.
A lot."
Grim took a long pull on the beer, waiting to see what happened. Sure, he put Brando's ass on the line, but assuming this didn't get too crazy, he figured the liger could hold his own.
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DM: "Why do you have so many characters?"
Me: "Because I never embraced the strategic value of running away."
"You won't be doing much laughter after I rupture your diaphram!" The brute slips on what appears to be brass knuckles...but upon closer inspection they have SPIKES on the knuckles!
Grim shook his head. "Don't do that ... I might end up pregnant! And seeing as how we just met, you'd better buy me a drink first ..." Watching the man, he waited for the fool to get closer before doing anything. It would give Brando a chance to react and emphasize his unconcerned attitude.
Besides, he figured he could rip this dude up if necessary. But the blood might get on his jeans ...
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DM: "Why do you have so many characters?"
Me: "Because I never embraced the strategic value of running away."
Brando steps in. Well, now he had been forced upon this insanity, he might just aswell act on it. Neither of his "spirit beasts" as the shaman called it would back out of a fight
Well the man had spikes. Cute. Maybe he'd show him some true claws...no...he had to hold that. No shifting into Liger form unless things got really dangerous
But he turns his predator instincts on. Brando lowers his knees a bit, relaxed stance, center of gravity lower too. It'd give him mora balance. Some part of his brain knew that would be advantageous. Here goes nothing is his last tought before quickly putting all his weight into his front foot, letting that force flow upwards to his arms and lashing a punch at the big man in front of him. He wasn't so strong like that, but maybe he'd get lucky
"HEY! I'M THE GUY WITH PINK HIGHLIGHTS!"
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I hope the dice's curse has been cured (4d3-8)[0] +2 (Fists)
It's an Attack, using Fists.
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Mr. Tattoo's defense using Fists +3: (4d3-5)[2]
(Assuming a weapon rating of +0 as per standard unarmed, you deal no actual stress)
The large hulk of a man didn't think much of Brando before, and this grazing punch which would not enough leave a bruise does not impress him. Sneering, he turns slowly towards the were-liger and throws out his own punch! "Hey look, the wimp thinks he can fight!"
Grim almost smiled as the larger man took the bait and attacked Brando. Almost like I scripted this out ... now for my part ...
As the big man swung, Grim leapt forward, letting just a bit of his momentum fuel the power behind his own strike.
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Not sure how this would work, but I'd like to use my movement (fueled just a bit by my supernatural speed) to jump forward and smash into the big guy. Maybe an Athletics skill for a Maneuver bonus?
Atheletics: (4d3-6)[4]
Fists: (4d3-4)[4] (+ mod from manuever, if any)
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DM: "Why do you have so many characters?"
Me: "Because I never embraced the strategic value of running away."
Mr. Tattoo's defense vs Grim using Fists +3: (4d3-5)[4]
After narrowly missing Mr. Pink Hair, the brute once again is attacked. Again this is just a glancing blow, with no serious injuries inflicted.
(Starbin, if you wish to try to use your superior speed to give you some sort of advantage, you must spend your action to perform a Maneuver, fluffed appropriately and rolling Athletics. Then next turn you get a bonus (since you placed the aspect, you get to tag it for free once.)
(Still waiting on Brando's next action. Mr. Tattoo missed Brando.)
Brando steps in, closer to the man. He looks at his chest and judges a bit of the distance.
His next blow goes straight for the Solar plexus. It's quick, and he puts all his weight on it. If it hit, he shold manage to knock the wind out of the man. Than it was just a matter of applying enough strenght to the head and make his brain hit the skull, triggering a knock-out
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Maneuver! I'm trying to give him the aspect of "Diaphragm Spasmed". He's getting the wind knocked out of him, in medic speak
I think I should let Brando have some Karate training later. Then I can use a bit of what I myself know =D
Maneuver, Fists (+2) (4d3-6)[1]
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