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‘The New Age’ Playtest Transcript 13

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PREVIOUSLY: PART 12

Call of Cthulhu Online Game
Sponsored by Pagan Publishing
Transcript of thirteenth session — August 8th, 1993

Players:
Don Rice– Gary Nedler, new age bookstore owner and long-time govt. consultant
Mr Shiny– Agent Fenemore, F.B.I. agent
Shaft10449– Agent Newcastle, F.B.I. agent
The Gamer– Agent Starbird, F.B.I. agent

Transcript:
8/8/93
8:57:18 PM
Opening “DG Game 13” for recording.

Gary Nedler: So, Pagan, are we really locked in our rooms?

Pagan Pub: Assuming you try the doors, yes.

Agent Starbird: Is Fenemore’s wire two-way? Or can I just hear him?

Pagan Pub: The wire is one-way only.

Agent Starbird: Great. Just great.

Gary Nedler: “Man, is this door locked?” Knock, knock. “Gotta go to the bathroom, man!”

Pagan Pub: There’s a bathroom in the room, Gary.

Gary Nedler: “No, where? That’s a closet.”

Gary Nedler: :: Gary’s playing dumb ::

Pagan Pub: [No one tells you that, it’s just there.]

Gary Nedler: Okay, so no one comes to the door when I raise a minor ruckus.

Pagan Pub: On your TV sets, CNN is hosting a call-in session with an astronomer-type.

Pagan Pub: People are calling in frantically.

Agent Fenemore: I whisper to Starbird the situation – try to sound like I’m talking to myself just in case

Agent Fenemore: the room is really well bugged

Pagan Pub: No prob, Fenemore. You whisper away.

Pagan Pub: Starbird, you get the situation: the guys are locked up tight. Whether that means their

Pagan Pub: cover is blown or the Enolsis folks are just being cautious you have no idea.

Agent Starbird: Great. Just great.

Agent Fenemore: I give him our positions in the building as well as possible.

Agent Starbird: It’ll have to do. When we go in — and we will — securing our three men inside is a top priority.

Pagan Pub: Okay.

Pagan Pub: Gaston is on the phone immediately after the press conference demanding a quick report, wondering if

Pagan Pub: the Enolsis folks have anything to do with this planet business.

Agent Starbird: What press conference?

Pagan Pub: The NASA one, sorry.

Agent Newcastle: The Living Power gave a press conference and said a sign would come.

Agent Newcastle: I’m still in shock.

Agent Starbird: Do plans/layouts of the grounds and buildings exist? Can we get them?

Pagan Pub: You have a map of the compound, but not the buildings.

Gary Nedler: Gary continues to act *real*stupid* and tries to spot all surveillance devices, guards, etc.

Gary Nedler: [Trying to make them grossly underestimate him] and learning as much as possible.

Pagan Pub: Okay, Gary is making a fuss of some sort.

Agent Newcastle: Are we in seperate rooms?

Pagan Pub: Yes, you guys are in separate rooms on the same floor, but not adjacent.

Pagan Pub: Starbird, questions you need answered by your other agents/resources?

Agent Starbird: I want a confirmation that this planet is the one from Fenemore’s dream…

Pagan Pub: Way hard to tell. Good images should be available by dawn, but even they won’t be that great.

Agent Starbird: And when do they think this planet will be here?

Pagan Pub: Again, no confirmation at all that the planet is approaching Earth. Its orbit seems erratic, but

Pagan Pub: given that it’s only been visible for half a day, no idea yet.

Pagan Pub: Nevertheless, that is foremost on everyone’s mind.

Agent Starbird: OK. We can probably sit tight out here, at least until dawn…

Agent Starbird: … unless the situation changes.

Agent Newcastle: I’m going to try to knock the door down.

Pagan Pub: Okay, Newcastle, give me a roll.

Pagan Pub: Wait — shoulder or chair or something else?

Agent Newcastle: Shoulder first.

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 1 100-sided die: 88

Pagan Pub: Bzzt. You realize, as you rub your bruise, that this door is wood paneling over a metal core.

Agent Newcastle: Ouch!

Pagan Pub: VERY secure. These rooms are apparently more than your usual guest room.

Agent Starbird: Pagan — I assume we know the names that our undercovers went in as…

Pagan Pub: Yup.

Agent Newcastle: Stupid question, but I’ll try: Air Ducts?

Pagan Pub: Sure. About half a foot tall by a foot wide — central air.

Agent Starbird: I want arrest warrants drawn up for those three names, plus a couple more chosen at random…

Pagan Pub: !!! Excellent idea, Starbird. My compliments. What’s the charge?

Gary Nedler: [good move Starbird!]

Agent Starbird: Murder of a federal agent, as a result of their participation in the St. Louis massacre.

Pagan Pub: Hot damn.

Pagan Pub: Okay, you’ll have them in your hands within two hours (gotta go wake up the judge, you know).

Agent Starbird: OK. Thanks.

Agent Fenemore: after whispering to Starbird – I’ll examine the door – can my gun blow the lock?

Agent Fenemore: Any windows?

Pagan Pub: Nix on the lock; you realize very quickly this is a heavy-duty security door designed to keep you in.

Pagan Pub: Windows are barred. The glass has chicken-wire stuff in it, alarm wires and stuff too.

Agent Newcastle: I’ll stuff towels in the air ducts in case they try to gas us.

Pagan Pub: Newcastle stuffs towels, no problem.

Gary Nedler: Has Gary spotted any surveillance devices yet? Anyone answer his bathroom calls?

Pagan Pub: Gary hasn’t seen much yet. Given that Enolsis built this place, it’s safe to assume they can put bugs

Pagan Pub: wherever they wish. Like the U.S. embassy in Moscow a few years back.

Agent Newcastle: How about telephones… Dead?

Pagan Pub: Telephones are dead.

Agent Fenemore: I stuff towels in the toilet and start flushing – I keep it up until the bathroom is pretty

Agent Fenemore: flooded and then call for help

Gary Nedler: [RotF,L!]

Pagan Pub: Yipes.

Pagan Pub: Okay, you begin stuffing towels in the toilet.

Gary Nedler: Gary’s still looking for cameras, mirrors, that kind of thing. And acting dumb.

Pagan Pub: Nedler & Fenemore: percentile rolls.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 81

OnlineHost: Gary Nedler rolled 1 100-sided die: 6

Gary Nedler: Probably an impale! What can I check?

Pagan Pub: Okay, Fenemore, I need another roll.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 51

Pagan Pub: Fenemore, what’s your CON?

Pagan Pub: (you need CONx5)

Agent Fenemore: 65

Agent Fenemore: 15 CON

Agent Fenemore: 13 CON THAT IS!

Pagan Pub: Okay.

Pagan Pub: You feel a bit nauseas & weak; you’re being gassed.

Agent Fenemore: Put wet towel over face – can I tell if it’s coming just from the vent?

Pagan Pub: Not sure. The towel helps, but I need another roll.

Pagan Pub: And do you say anything to Starbird via wire?

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 74

Agent Fenemore: “I’m being gassed !!!!!!!!!!”

Agent Starbird: They’re gassing Nedler and Fenemore, but not Shaft?

Pagan Pub: Shaft blocked the vents.

Pagan Pub: (Brainy Driver Smurf!)

Agent Starbird: Oh, missed that… never mind.

Agent Starbird: Do I have my warrants?

Agent Fenemore: Try to turn on tap and plug drain (these floors can only handle so much!)

Agent Fenemore: Am I still conscious?

Pagan Pub: Fenemore, you know you’re going down soon. Water on floor is big mess but not much else yet.

Pagan Pub: Only a few minutes have passed since NASA news.

Pagan Pub: Starbird: no, no warrants. But you have clear indication of an agent’s life in jeopardy.

Agent Starbird: Great. Just great.

Agent Starbird: Except I don’t want anybody to know he’s an agent…

Agent Fenemore: Try to cover vent with towel – turn and blast at window!!!

Pagan Pub: Give me a roll, just so you don’t jam.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 94

Agent Fenemore: Almost jammed, but okay.

Pagan Pub: Oh, I mean, that’s enough for you and your team to respond, Starbird.

Agent Starbird: Yeah…. just how big is my “team”? And how well armed are we?

Pagan Pub: In the van with you are just communications dudes. But you have an armed response team of a dozen,

Pagan Pub: and three dozen more agents like yourself.

Agent Newcastle: Can I hear the gas at all?

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: nope. Everything is peachy keen til you hear several shots fired from somewhere nearby.

Pagan Pub: (Which is the sound of Fenemore opening the window.)

Agent Starbird: What’s the entrance like? Gate? Circular Drive? What?

Pagan Pub: Entrance is a gate with a guardpost of some sort. The compound is large with a big fence all around.

Pagan Pub: The fence is concrete and iron shafts, but decorated so it looks nice.

Agent Newcastle: ::Get out gun, sit down, aim at door, and wait::

Agent Fenemore: What’s up in my wet gassy room?

Agent Fenemore: Can I jump out the window?

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: you’re two stories up, but the bars will keep you in.

Agent Starbird: OK, we’re going in. A pair of armed response-types take the gatehouse by stealth, to prevent

Agent Starbird: a warning to be sent inside, the rest of us go right up the driveway…

Agent Starbird: The idea is to go in in force, but polite. We ask for the specific names on the warrants

Agent Starbird: (not that they’re here yet, but details, details…)

Agent Starbird: And we keep moving. No delays. We will meet force with force, but we won’t fire first.

Agent Newcastle: Man, guys. We are doomed!

Agent Fenemore: Okay – Is gas at least escaping? If so , I finish plugging the vent. If water is all over,

Agent Fenemore: I get ready a lamp, remove bulb and stand up on bed (wearing my gum-soled shoes of course)

Agent Fenemore: Aim at door

Agent Newcastle: Due to the fact that we heard no noises, I assume we are the only ones locked in rooms.

Pagan Pub: One last run-down.

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: gas is getting out, but the room is pretty thick. You’d be much better off by the

Pagan Pub: window.

Pagan Pub: Nedler: you’re in the bathroom sealed up, window open but barred.

Gary Nedler: Okay, two stories up, right?

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: you have no idea about the gas. You’re standing before the door with your weapon drawn.

Agent Fenemore: I move bed to the window and stand on it – lamp in left, gun in right, towel tied around fac

Agent Starbird: [What a mental image!] 😉

Pagan Pub: Starbird: so are you going to the gatehouse nice to ask about names, or taking it out by stealth?

Agent Starbird: The gatehouse gets pre-emptive struck; we’ll approach the main building with no warning.

Pagan Pub: Alright.

Agent Starbird: Once there, we will be as polite as 40-or-so armed, pissed-off federal agents can be.

Agent Fenemore: WACO 3…

Gary Nedler: Gary also wraps wet towel around face. in case he needs to go out into the room.

Gary Nedler: Observes out window for commotions.

Pagan Pub: Lights go out in your rooms.

Pagan Pub: Listen rolls.

Pagan Pub: Except for Gary.

Agent Starbird: me too?

Pagan Pub: Nope.

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 1 100-sided die: 33

Agent Newcastle: Yes, Sir

Agent Fenemore: Damn, I guess the lamp’s no good! I toss it down into the puddle (just in case)

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 98

Pagan Pub: Oh dear.

Agent Fenemore: Makes up for that 1 I rolled fighting Rex!

Agent Fenemore: Apparently tied the towel about my ears, too.

Pagan Pub: !!!

Agent Starbird: Don’t you *ever* touch my dice, Shiny!

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: you hear the door open. Lights are out in the hall, too, so no visible sign and no

Pagan Pub: ambient light at all.

Agent Newcastle: Shit!

Gary Nedler: Gary gets under the bathroom sink and tries to (karate kick) remove it from its mountings.

Gary Nedler: Want to try and hurl it through the window bars.

Pagan Pub: Starbird: lights in the buildings on the compound are going out. Not all of them, but the main

Pagan Pub: ones around the circular drive & fountain.

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: what do you do?

Agent Newcastle: I guess I’ll say “Whats going on around here?” and keep gun behind back

Agent Newcastle: I’m assuming they have night vision

OnlineHost: Pagan Pub rolled 1 100-sided die: 44

OnlineHost: Pagan Pub rolled 1 100-sided die: 53

Pagan Pub: Fenemore, Newcastle: you’ve both been stung by something. Idea rolls.

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 1 100-sided die: 44

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 83

Agent Newcastle: ThatÕs good.

Agent Fenemore: Got it.

Pagan Pub: Starbird: Gatehouse is secure.

Agent Starbird: Let the combat team (who I’m assuming are equipped for this contingency) lead the way.

Pagan Pub: You have, in the gatehouse, phones to the main building and cameras on the outside walls.

Pagan Pub: Nothing revealing.

Pagan Pub: Starbird: drive is perhaps 100 yards to main building. Vehicle or by foot?

Agent Starbird: There’s 40 of us. We’ll hoof it.

Pagan Pub: “Hut! Hut! Hut! Hut! Hut! Hut! Hut!”

Pagan Pub: Newcastle, Fenemore: Sting was a tranq dart.

Pagan Pub: Response?

Agent Newcastle: Start firing wildly in the general direction of the door.

Agent Fenemore: Pull out dart “I’ve been shot by a tranq dart!”

Gary Nedler: [No, duh, the light’s off in Gary’s bathroom, right? ]

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: give me three rolls for the first round. (.32 auto is 3 per round)

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 1 100-sided die: 31

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 1 100-sided die: 75

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 1 100-sided die: 30

Agent Starbird: Was the gatehouse manned?

Pagan Pub: Starbird: Yes, one man.

Agent Fenemore: Where did it hit me?

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: neck. Not a major artery or anything.

Pagan Pub: 75 make it, Newcastle?

Agent Newcastle: No, I need a 70.

Agent Fenemore: Shot come from the door? Is door open that i can tell?

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: possibly, give me a roll.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 54

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: Bingo! You can peg the location of both of them. Fire at will.

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: you fire three times in a close pattern towards the door, and you’re rewarded by someone

Pagan Pub: crying out.

Pagan Pub: Followed by a brief return of fire.

OnlineHost: Pagan Pub rolled 1 100-sided die: 31

Agent Newcastle: Yow!

Pagan Pub: Exactly.

Agent Starbird: Oops…

OnlineHost: Pagan Pub rolled 1 8-sided die: 4

Pagan Pub: That’s for you, Newcastle. What do you do? You still can’t see worth a darn.

Pagan Pub: [Besides grunt and clutch your side, that is.]

Pagan Pub: And give me two 8-sided die rolls for your two hits, please.

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 2 8-sided dice: 3 4

Gary Nedler: [Pagan, are you using point blank rules? 2xchance if within DEX feet?]

Pagan Pub: Oh, yes! Which means: Newcastle, give me one more 8-sider.

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 1 8-sided die: 6

Pagan Pub: Good.

Pagan Pub: Doesn’t affect your injury, though.

Pagan Pub: Gary: knock at the door.

Pagan Pub: Bathroom door, that is.

Agent Newcastle: Did I hear any other voices, or just one man?

Pagan Pub: Just one, you think, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t more there.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 23

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 7

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 15

Pagan Pub: Damage for all three, Fenemore.

Gary Nedler: Okay, light’s out. I get ready to BF gun him (assume night vision goggles), then taser.

Gary Nedler: “Who is it, man, I’ve got the runs.” [try to get him silhouetted against window]

Pagan Pub: No way, window is away from door.

Pagan Pub: Is the bathroom door locked? (has push-button-in-handle sytle)

Gary Nedler: Okay, then best setup I can, maybe duck behind bathtub or sink for cover.

Gary Nedler: Of course it’s locked. Who craps with their door unlocked?

Gary Nedler: “Who is it, man?”

Pagan Pub: Had to make sure.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 3 10-sided dice: 3 2 3

Agent Fenemore: one impale

Pagan Pub: Fenemore, you’ve hurt someone but you aren’t out of the woods yet. What’s next?

Pagan Pub: “I’m sorry, Gary, we’ve had a power outage. Can you open the door? We think it’s the prelude to

Pagan Pub: another Federal assault!”

Gary Nedler: “No, man, not again! I … I … I’ll be out in a minute.”

Gary Nedler: “I don’t want them coming in with my pants down, man.”

Pagan Pub: Oh, and give me a Listen roll.

Agent Fenemore: fire again

Pagan Pub: Gary: silence.

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: go.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 40

Gary Nedler: Okay, behind cover, if I can reach commode lever, activate it.

Agent Fenemore: (made listen)

Pagan Pub: Listen roll: someone hit the floor, either dropping from wounds or ducking/going prone.

Gary Nedler: Listen roll for Gary? Or not necessary?

Pagan Pub: *FLUSH*

Pagan Pub: 3 dice damage, please.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 3 100-sided dice: 42 90 3

Agent Fenemore: hit – miss – impale

Pagan Pub: miss, no: DEX range.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 3 10-sided dice: 5 6 6

Agent Fenemore: i stand happily corrected.

Pagan Pub: Someone cries out, a woman’s voice. Body hits the floor. You hear moans and forced breathing.

Agent Newcastle: I’ll move toward body and feel for night vision goggles.

Pagan Pub: “Please hurry, Gary, this could be real trouble!” No roll, Gary. What next?

Gary Nedler: Do I have any idea how many are behind door?

Agent Fenemore: I check for goggles – is either body carrying hand cuffs?

Pagan Pub: [Sorry Newcastle, I lost track of you for a minute!]

Agent Newcastle: It is hectic isn’t it?

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: body hit the floor, followed by…

OnlineHost: Pagan Pub rolled 1 100-sided die: 67

Pagan Pub: …a soft WHUFT sound and a FLIK in the wall behind you. Another shot went off, missed you. What now?

Agent Newcastle: Drop to floor and fire back.

Pagan Pub: Three rolls, Newcastle.

Agent Fenemore: Does that appear to be all – just the two?

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: you find the bodies, and yes you find goggles. No cuffs.

Agent Fenemore: Put on goggles

Pagan Pub: Gary: you sitting tight?

Gary Nedler: Go up to door, put ear to door, say in far off voice “Just a minute.”

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 3 100-sided dice: 19 10 86

Agent Newcastle: What do you need for an impale?

Pagan Pub: Two hits, third missed (you’re moving too much to keep your mental image of where they are).

Pagan Pub: 10 is impale for you.

Gary Nedler: How many of them are there, can I hear?

Pagan Pub: Gary: no idea.

Gary Nedler: Fine. Take cover, wait for them to break in.

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 2 8-sided dice: 7 6

Pagan Pub: 13 for Newcastle! Someone cries out and drops.

Pagan Pub: Speaking of dropping: Newcastle & Fenemore give me CONx5 rolls.

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 1 100-sided die: 47

Agent Newcastle: ThatÕs good

Agent Fenemore: Are they carrying any weapons – dart gun? I take any – put towel over woman’s wounds

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: you put on goggles, can see well. Two people, one male, one female, vaguely familiar

Pagan Pub: from earlier tonight. Dart guns, also tasers & .32 automatics holstered.

Agent Fenemore: (I assume otrher is dead) tell Starbird where she is and book down hall (with dart gun, my

Agent Fenemore: ammo and any other weapons.

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: CONx5 roll please.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 29

Agent Fenemore: made it

Pagan Pub: Gary: you’ve heard quite a bit of gunfire. Now you hear it from a few feet away; three shots burst

Pagan Pub: through the door of the bathroom (this one ain’t metal!). Give me a Luck roll.

OnlineHost: Gary Nedler rolled 1 100-sided die: 50

Gary Nedler: Makes it. Also I’m behind at least some cover. Are they shooting lock, or through door?

Pagan Pub: The shots miss wildly through door. The door flies open with a thunk.

Pagan Pub: Okay, Fenemore. You’re in the hall. You *think* Newcastle is to the right.

Agent Fenemore: Take dart gun, both tasers, 32 in holster & run down hall, my gun out

Agent Newcastle: I’ll look for goggles now if I am done being shot at.

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: you feel okay, find goggles, can see.

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: door open, feet poking out.

Pagan Pub: Fenemore, Newcastle: you see each other. Give me a Luck roll and don’t fumble.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 76

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 1 100-sided die: 11

Pagan Pub: Fenemore, Newcastle: you guys don’t shoot each other. Confer, arm up, and move on.

Gary Nedler: As soon as door opens, BF gun whoever’s there, and taser him, or anyone behind him.

Pagan Pub: FLASH

Pagan Pub: “FUCK!”

Pagan Pub: BZZT

Pagan Pub: FLUMP

Pagan Pub: “FUCKER!”

Agent Starbird: {Nice job, Gary!]

Agent Newcastle: What is BF gun?

Gary Nedler: [Blinding Flash gun — from Cthulhu Now — no roll to hit, very cool ]

OnlineHost: Pagan Pub rolled 1 100-sided die: 5

OnlineHost: Pagan Pub rolled 1 8-sided die: 5

Pagan Pub: Someone beyond the door shoots Gary for 5 points.

Gary Nedler: “Ow, man!” [what about cover?]

Pagan Pub: Gary: With a 5 to hit? I think not. 😉

Agent Fenemore: To Gary!

Agent Newcastle: On to Gary’s room.

Pagan Pub: You do NOT know where he is; he came back later, due to the press conference.

Agent Newcastle: Do we hear gun fire?

Gary Nedler: “Ow, man.” In the flash, were they wearing gas masks?

Pagan Pub: Their faces had something on them, gas masks, goggles, something.

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: yes. Listen rolls for direction & proximity.

OnlineHost: Agent Newcastle rolled 1 100-sided die: 76

Agent Newcastle: No good!

Pagan Pub: Starbird!

Agent Starbird: Standing by.

Pagan Pub: Not any longer.

Pagan Pub: Half-dozen people running out from one building, firing automatic weapons, scurrying for cover.

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: Listen roll, too.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 80

Agent Fenemore: yes!

Gary Nedler: Can I make an IDEA roll? If I don’t think they had gas masks (I’m assuming night goggles ..

Gary Nedler: .. I’d like to hit them with red pepper mace, it may get more than one.

Pagan Pub: Idea roll for Gary, yes.

OnlineHost: Gary Nedler rolled 1 100-sided die: 37

Gary Nedler: That makes it. Okay, then, how many are there? How many blinded?

Pagan Pub: One other, who fired and got lucky. One down on the floor, tasered.

Gary Nedler: Fine, I taser the one other.

OnlineHost: Gary Nedler rolled 1 100-sided die: 9

Agent Newcastle: What about me? If I see gas masks, I might get an idea that i need one too.

Pagan Pub: Fenemore & Newcastle: you can both be wearing recovered gas masks if you wish, they had them.

Agent Newcastle: Yes, Sir. Gasmasks for all.

Pagan Pub: You two hear gun shots on this floor, but not sure where. What next?

Agent Starbird: What’s our group’s location and cover situation?

Pagan Pub: Starbird: some funky tactical approach kind of thing. You can make mincemeat of these losers, BUT

Pagan Pub: their appearance means your guys take cover and stop running — they slow you down.

Gary Nedler: That’s a taser impale at point blank range, BTW. Yes!

Pagan Pub: Gary: you are hell with a taser, pal. Second one down.

Agent Fenemore: I take a guess and run after gunshots

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: impale an Idea roll. Otherwise, you take off running.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 87

Pagan Pub: Fenemore: no dice, you run.

Agent Fenemore: (I take off running)

Agent Newcastle: Do we have any idea where the Living Power stays?

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: nope.

Agent Starbird: I want 10 or so of our guys to stop and lay down pinning fire on the turkeys — cover us so we can

Agent Starbird: keep moving toward where our friends are.

Gary Nedler: Okay, get up cautiously, make sure no one else is in room, strip them, put on gas masks,

Gary Nedler: night goggles, but wear bright Hawaiin shirt of Gary’s so he’ll be recognized ..

Gary Nedler: .. and nunchuck each guy on the head once to keep him out. Or will gas do it?

Pagan Pub: Starbird: you get to work.

Pagan Pub: Gary: never hurts to be sure.

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: with Fenemore? or different direction?

Gary Nedler: Do so. Be sure to get key rings, ID badges, guns (take or break), what else do they have?

Pagan Pub: Gary: they have crystals, of course, not much else.

Gary Nedler: Take all. Actually, might as well handcuff them if they have them.

Agent Newcastle: I’ll head deeper into complex and look for Gary or Living Power

Agent Newcastle: Or anything fishy

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: you’re in a smallish building, 2 stories tall. Stairs & elevator are nearby. This floor is

Pagan Pub: just guest rooms/quarters.

Agent Newcastle: Head out of this building.

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: you run for the stairs.

Agent Newcastle: Sorry, Gary, but they might be destroying the only way to put that planet back!

Pagan Pub: Starbird: give me a Luck roll.

OnlineHost: Agent Starbird rolled 1 100-sided die: 41

Agent Starbird: no problem

Pagan Pub: Okay, your team takes out the six impediments quickly; they’re fodder, with minimal skill.

Gary Nedler: “Sleep off your bad karma, man.” :: thunk, thunk ::

Pagan Pub: Gary, you get stuff together and knock out the bad guys.

Pagan Pub: Fenemore, give me a Spot Hidden.

Pagan Pub: Starbird: you’ll be at the main building (not that big, offices & guest rooms & stuff) shortly.

Agent Starbird: Yay/

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 63

Agent Fenemore: made it

Gary Nedler: Gary goes (carefully) out in hall in goggles, Hawaiin shirt, and gas mask, and locks room.

Pagan Pub: Newcastle: you’re on the stairs heading down.

Pagan Pub: Fenemore sees Gary!

Pagan Pub: Luck rolls for both of you please, don’t fumble

Gary Nedler: If Gary blows it he BF guns Fenemore.

OnlineHost: Gary Nedler rolled 1 100-sided die: 23

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 6

Pagan Pub: No prob, Gary, you’re fine. Fenemore is even better!

Pagan Pub: You guys are together.

Pagan Pub: What now for you two?

Gary Nedler: “Fenemore, man, the vibes here are terrible. …

Gary Nedler: The goggles go good with your white hair, though.”

Agent Fenemore: “Let’s get to the ground floor”

Gary Nedler: “Man, do they have any heavy armements here? Like on the roof? …

Gary Nedler: .. Valiant could fly, man.”

Pagan Pub: Gary: not that you know of.

Gary Nedler: I think we should make for the roof. Check stuff out, not likely to get

Gary Nedler: accidentally shot at.

Gary Nedler: On purpose, more likely.

Gary Nedler: Oh yeah, Pagan, can Fenemore and Gary First Aid each other?

Pagan Pub: Um, you don’t really have any bandages or anything which would be of great help. You can try, but I

Pagan Pub: need an impale to do any good.

Agent Fenemore: I’m not hurt, except for the dart.

Gary Nedler: Well, Gary’s down to 5 points. That’s 3 points from unconsciousness.

OnlineHost: Agent Fenemore rolled 1 100-sided die: 11

Pagan Pub: Starbird: you’ve reached the building. Front doors are all glass in glass wall.

Agent Starbird: In we go…

Pagan Pub: How?

Agent Starbird: I was thinking of opening the door…

Pagan Pub: Starbird: give me a Luck roll.

OnlineHost: Agent Starbird rolled 1 100-sided die: 3

Agent Starbird: No problema.

Pagan Pub: Whew.

Pagan Pub: Point man suddenly shouts: “WIRES! WIRES!”

Agent Starbird: Great. Just great.

Pagan Pub: You get a better look and yeah, the front doors are wired to explode if opened. You can see the

Pagan Pub: plastique on the inside of the door frame if you look close.

Agent Starbird: These guys don’t play nice.

Agent Starbird: How many other buildings on the grounds? Is this the building where the other 3 guys are?

Pagan Pub: This is the one you want, yeah.

Pagan Pub: Okay: we need to call this a night here. We won’t hit another good stopping point for a couple hours

Pagan Pub: or so.

NEXT: PART 14

Shane Ivey runs Arc Dream Publishing and is the lead editor of the newest Delta Green projects.
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