04:10:17 «Topic» GM- sets topic to "Welcome to the desert.....of the real, March 5th, 2060" 04:28:46 --> Tim (tbradley@cloaked.raex.com) has joined channel #Burned-Ice 04:28:53 «Nick» Tim is now known as Natch 04:28:56 «Nick» You are now known as Moonlight 04:29:28 --> Kendoshi (sdf@211.51.0.0) has joined channel #burned-ice 04:29:35 «Nick» Kendoshi is now known as Crystiana 04:58:59 GM- (ok, let's hear a little bit about people's reps around the Seattle area) 04:59:24 GM- (Anyone want to volunteer information that's on their scream sheet with the local fixers and runner bars?) 05:00:13 Crystiana Qualifications: Expertise in Sorcery, Conjuring, Martial Arts, Stealth, and Seduction 05:00:26 Crystiana thats basically her info 05:01:10 Crystiana she has a good rep 05:01:26 GM- (anything she's famous for?) 05:01:50 * Moonlight has next to no rep, been relative new to Seattle, but is said to be a very unusual killer for hire. 05:02:28 Crystiana (yah broke into Aztechnology Research Complex, and stole out some of there data) 05:02:43 Crystiana (she did it solo) 05:03:11 Crystiana (she is only known for it in the shadows) 05:03:37 Crystiana (she hates Aztech by the way) 05:03:39 GM- (What is Moonlight here in Seattle for then?) 05:04:18 Moonlight ((to make a new living)) 05:05:20 Crystiana (my char lives here she has a small flat in seattle) 05:08:22 GM- (ok...I'm about ready to start...) 05:15:59 «Nick» gamm is now known as Stitch 05:19:18 GM- {{{{ok...game starts now}}}} 05:19:44 GM- You wake up at your respective haunts and upon checking your email, find there's a message waiting for you. It's a virtual business card which unfolds when you hit any key into a map. One point on the map is your apartment. The other seems to be a nightclub. 05:19:59 GM- Underneath is a nu„en sign that spirals open into the following message: 05:20:07 GM- "Here's 5k n„ up front and a VIP pass to Club Insomnia. There's another 5k n„ for you to hear what I have to say. The club has weapon detectors so leave your toys at home." 05:20:12 GM- Underneath the message is an account transfer number. 05:20:22 «OP» GM- gives channel operator status to Stitch 05:20:58 * Natch sits back and looks at it, intrigued and paranoid at once. "Damnit. We may have to move..." 05:21:27 GM- ((the message arrived to each individual's private email, or message drop)) 05:21:36 GM- ((something only their fixer would know..sometimes, not even)) 05:21:45 * Moonlight first checks the message, if it has been altered on the transmission, possible source, if the cash is on my account, what kind of nightclub it is. 05:21:50 Natch ((Yeas... it was the map part that was an issue ;-)) 05:22:10 * Crystiana checks the msg and any other pertainant info 05:22:22 * Stitch finishes beating on the poor individual in his pad and checks the message. 05:22:23 GM- ((the cash is in a numbered Swiss account, transferable at any time to your own)) 05:22:45 * Stitch transfers the money and decides its worth a check. 05:23:06 * Crystiana tranfers the money to her account 05:23:11 Stitch making sure his victim is unconcious and imobile he locks and leaves. 05:23:12 GM- ((Who wakes up when during the day?)) 05:23:24 Crystiana (what time is the meet suppose to be 05:23:47 GM- ((aka, what time have people checked their messages and seen this?)) 05:23:56 GM- ((the message has no set time for the meet...)) 05:23:58 Moonlight ((before noon here)) 05:24:07 Crystiana (bout 3pm) 05:25:24 Stitch ((whenever it was sent. he didn't sleep last night.)) 05:25:30 GM- Individuals check the message again, but find no time for the meet at this club...some may find this unusual... 05:26:03 Crystiana (whats the club name, and have i heard of it before) 05:26:29 GM- (Insomnia, it's in the message) 05:27:11 * Moonlight checks on the nightclub, what type of clientel, opening times, class and so 05:27:11 GM- The message arrived no earlier than 10am. 05:27:58 * Crystiana checks the phone book and checks the addy and so on 05:28:01 * Stitch decides then to wait until noon. He'd like to finish his 'talk' with the little elf in his pad 05:29:54 * Crystiana then around 8pm she gets into one of her short dresses and gets all dressed up to kill and gets ready to head out 05:43:47 --> SpuN (~askme@cloaked.glendon.resnet.yorku.ca) has joined channel #Burned-Ice 05:43:55 «OP» GM- gives channel operator status to SpuN 05:45:13 «Nick» SpuN is now known as ChaLk Session Start: Fri Sep 07 23:25:32 2001 [23:25] *** Now talking in #Burned-Ice [23:25] *** Topic is '"One cannot be betrayed if one has no people." - The Usual Suspects' [23:25] *** Set by GM- on Fri Sep 07 19:43:03 [23:38] * Moonlight decides to go to the club, heading out to it, to be there like 10 fore midnight, getting dressed before and ready. [23:38] ((I need to know when people head over to the club, what they wear and what the bring)) [23:49] The club seems to be located in an old parking garage half falling apart on one side and covered with reinforced concrete on the other. There's a line from the front of the club to the end of the block. A pair of Troll bouncers in fetish ware stand impassively behind a tall elven transvestite gussied up in a tight fitting latex skirt set & long feathery boa. [23:49] ((this is around 11:30 pm)) [23:50] (i am going to cast fashion on myself to change my outfit to something more fitting with the clientel) [23:50] ((What are people doing...cutting the line? waiting?)) [23:51] * Stitch walks to the bouncers flashes his VIP and attempts the door. [23:53] ((yes!! the none-too-bright-ork gets into the club!!)) [23:53] (heh) [23:53] * Crystiana i walk up and flash my VIP pass at the guard [23:58] * Crystiana is about 5'7" wearing a very short black leather mini with black fishnet thigh highs and knee length stiletto heel boots and a tight black corsette her long black hair has streek of white in it and her skin and face are a bit pale and is overly done in make up [23:58] (typical goth chick) [23:55] * Moonlight appears to be a tad over 5 feet tall, very slender. [23:55] * Moonlight is wearing a skintight smokey black translucent chinses dress, covering her wrinkle free from under the chin down to the ankles, the lights dancing on it. A small gold rings dangling in her front between the slit in the madarin collar. Spike heels with ultra thin heels in black patent leather grace her feet. Her platinum hair falls stright down to her butt in a traditional cut. around her shoulders is a short, black bolero jacket. Where my skin [23:56] * Moonlight walks up to the bouncer, holding my vip card with my 3" long red glister nailed hands under the nose, waiting. [23:59] * ChaLk is a elf standing 6' 3" in his black baggy cargo pants, , DRekHard Doc-boots, and shimmering Silver durachrome pullover T-shirt. His hair (freshly died) is a blueish-silver, short and spiking out from his head at random angles. He wears blue-tinted glasses perched on the top of his head and his near-ever present grin. [00:04] ((in small letters on the back of Chalk's silver T it says: "If you can read this you are standing too close" )) [23:55] The bouncer at the door takes one look at your pass and tells you to go around to the back. At the back of the parking garage structure is a metal door with a single lightbulb above it. On the opposite side, Piles of automobile parts and other garbage lean against a chain link fence with razorwire at the top. [23:58] After knocking on the door, it opens outwards and a large burly ork steps out to take a look around. Inside, another ork motions for you to step inside. The door opens to the landing of an internal fire-escape. At the top of the stairs is the sleek fairing of a weapons pod and a camera aimed down at the bottom of the concrete steps. [23:58] * Moonlight nods to the bouncer and heads to the back of the club. [23:59] The ork takes a hand-held scanner and sweeps you for weapons. [23:59] Removing and storing weapons from those who have it in nearby lockers, he points you upstairs. [00:00] * Moonlight heads inside, handing the orcs my little bag and following them inside. [23:59] The concrete stairs end at a firedoor which, as you open it, leads onto a metal catwalk across the back of the club. On the dance floor beneath you, dancers writhe and twist to the dark, pulsing lashes of electronic rythyms and orchestral surges from the group on stage, XTC. The catwalk vibrates with the powerful music and you feel the urge to grip the railing a little more tightly. [23:59] * Crystiana walks up stairs [23:59] The catwalk ends at a little nook set up above the entrance way. Directly across is another such elevated nook on the overhang of the bar, where the DJ - all dressed in white -- grooves to his own work. [23:59] Light bars loaded down with spots and flashing lights criss cross the intervening space, screening the alcove from the crowds with almost impenatrable shadows. Standing at the railing looking down at the crowds is a slight figure in a long leather trench. It waves you to a seat pulled up to a round table Session Time: Sat Sep 08 00:00:00 2001 [00:00] * Stitch is a LARGE Ork of Amer-indian decent. He stands at 8'1" and is quite thick(muscle thick). He appears to be in his late twenties, and has an unnerving glare. He has shiny, VERY dark, almost black skin. Medium length black, ruffled hair. Black eyes. His face and arms are covered in ropy scars. His arms look like they were a dog's chew toy before they were attached to his body. He is carrying a black Reinforced Steel Baseball Bat with him. He wears fairly [00:00] * Stitch sits. [00:01] * Crystiana sists down at the table as well and a small black cat appears on her should and she begins to pet it gently [00:01] * Moonlight slides gracefully into a free seat, waiting. [00:03] * Natch is a dapper looking but somehow nondescript human of indeterminate "Adult" age, brown hair, brown eyes, fair but tanned skin... nothing at all to make him stand out [00:02] ((everyone sitting?)) [00:02] (yes) [00:03] (yes) [00:00] The figure waits until you're all settled and seated, then turns from the crowd and tosses a handful of credsticks onto the table. Which turn out to be one for each of you. [00:01] * Stitch takes one [00:03] * ChaLk grins, sits and inspects and pockets his credstick [00:03] ((yup)) [00:03] * Stitch nods to chalk [00:02] "Thank you for coming. My name is Macavity. And I need your help for a run against the Triads and possibly against one of the triple-A megas." [00:03] ((everyone roll etiquette)) [00:03] (tn?) [00:04] ((hmm...it's supposed to be open ended....TN 10)) [00:04] * ChaLk nods back, raising one eyebrow [00:04] 3d6 10 [00:04] Crystiana rolls 3d6: 2·3·7 - T#=10 , No successes. [00:04] rolls 4d6: 2·5·5·11 - Target number undetermined [00:04] ((base skill or spec?)) [00:05] 4d6 0 [00:05] Moonlight rolls 4d6: 1·2·3·11 - T#=1 , 4 successes. [00:05] 5d6 10 [00:05] ChaLk rolls 5d6: 2·4·5·10·11 - T#=10 , 2 successes. [00:05] 4d6 10 [00:05] Stitch rolls 4d6: 2·3·4·15 - T#=10 , 1 success. [00:05] (nice) [00:05] (i didnt get any lol) [00:06] * Natch just nods calmly to Macavity, not especially seeming put off [00:07] "If you don't want anything more to do with this matter, then you can leave and keep the 5k„ I've already wired to your accounts." [00:07] * Natch shrugs [00:07] * Stitch sits and listens [00:07] "I'm game, sounds interesting" [00:07] "Or you can take the credstick. And hear what I have to say." [00:08] * Stitch pockets his creds. [00:08] * Moonlight leans back, stretching somewhat, her body moving sensuously under the tight latex sheating. [00:08] "Well...looks like no chinese food delievery for a while...nothing puts down a day like an arsenic fortune cookie" [00:08] (lol) [00:08] * Natch reaches over with two fingers and slides two credsticks to himself (his and Moonlights) and pockets them [00:08] * ChaLk grins and distractedly observes Moonlights dress [00:08] * Crystiana takes the credstick [00:09] * Natch seems to find Chalk's comment mildly amusing for some reason [00:09] * Macavity nods [00:09] "Alright. Here's the deal in plain and simple terms. Whatever you've heard about me, whatever you think you know, the truth is worse. I got burned by the Triads, and they must have had some kind of help from one of the megas because I got hit by some really subtle psychotropic drek." [00:09] "I ended up leading my team into an ambush and they took our merchandise almost killed two of my team mates and ran off with a third. I cut a deal with the Johnson who hired us, if I recover the 'item' for him in the next three days I'll get the same deal originally offered to the team." [00:09] "Half a mil. Split among us makes for a really nice nest egg. This is going to be a two-fold operation. One, we rescue the runner they abducted. Two, we retrive the 'item'. If we fail, we get nothing. If we take more than three days, we get nothing. This is a high-risk, high-profit job." [00:09] "My priority is saving Miss Chria Chance. But I'm in this all the way with you guys." [00:10] "Sounds like fun" [00:10] ((go ahead an make another open ended etiquette roll)) [00:10] 5d6 10 [00:10] ChaLk rolls 5d6: 1·1·4·4·5 - T#=10 , No successes. [00:10] rolls 4d6: 1·2·3·4 - Target number undetermined [00:10] 4d6 10 [00:10] Stitch rolls 4d6: 2·8·8·11 - T#=10 , 1 success. [00:10] 3d6 [00:10] Crystiana - Initiative 3d6 Total=10 [00:10] 4d6 0 [00:10] Moonlight rolls 4d6: 2·2·4·10 - T#=1 , 4 successes. [00:11] 3d6 10 [00:11] Crystiana rolls 3d6: 1·1·2 - T#=10 , No successes. [00:11] "So, you getting your friend back for sentimental value or something? Finally settling down?" [00:12] * Stitch perks up and continues listening. [00:12] "Me settle down? Come now, you must know me better than that.." [00:12] ((oh yes...forgot to mention that chalk is albino)) [00:12] * Crystiana sists back listening and watching [00:13] * Macavity smiles slightly at the thought... [00:13] * ChaLk grins and shrugs "Happens to the best of us" [00:13] (oh and She is blind) [00:13] "Ok, here's what a I know. The Triads are divided up into family run businesses, they have a lot of magical integration, much more than any other criminal organization. Most of their enterprises are clustered here in Seattle around the Factory District and the Docks." [00:13] (she also look like something out of an anime cartoon) [00:13] "In between those two is a warren of Triad held Ork Underground territory. The Factory District is where they do the majority of their drug manufacturing, illegal arms sales, and hold headquarters for their bosses. The Dock area is where most of the prostitution rackets, smuggling, and actual deals go down. " [00:13] "My guess is that they'll be holding Chria and the device in the dock area, but I know a couple of Triad scumbags we can lean on for second-hand intel." [00:14] /me tosses each of you a mapchip with an ascii cat on the surface of the grey chip. =^+^= [00:14] * Macavity tosses each of youa mapchip with an ascii cat on teh surface of the grey chip. =^+^= [00:14] * ChaLk takes the chip [00:14] * Crystiana takes the chip [00:15] * Stitch takes it [00:15] * Moonlight hands Natch the chip. [00:15] the chip reminds you of the note somehow...no lettering...just an icon on it's surface. [00:15] * Natch looks it over, and pulls out a nice looking dark matte pewter lighter, does soemthing odd with it, and the side pops open, leaving a slot like a chipjack visible. He inserts the chip ,looking at it idly [00:15] simplicity.... [00:16] * Crystiana continues to scatch the neck of her cat [00:17] * ChaLk looks around at the assembled crew, trying to guess the magically active people [00:17] * Moonlight just sits there, silently, been beautyfull and listening. [00:17] * Natch sits playing with the chip-bearing "lighter" , playing as idly with the back of her high-collared neck [00:17] (you trying to assense the chars chalk?) [00:17] ((just looking about...no astral)) [00:18] * Crystiana taps her eyes "can some on let me know what is on the chip I have this problem with my eyes" [00:18] * Stitch plugs into the chip. [00:18] * ChaLk whisper mutters to himself very quietly almost not even noticable...like someone trying to work out a math problem in their head [00:21] http://IsleOfShadows.Tripod.com/blueprints/ [00:22] (what one?) [00:23] (my guess is they are all on the chip) [00:23] ((yes, all those files are on the chip)) [00:24] "I've got complete maps of the Docks, and the Factory District with centimeter accurate measurements. The grey areas on the maps are areas that I have no reliable information on. Could be recent additions that show up on satellite, or maybe secret rooms." [00:24] "We'll need to do some preliminary reconnaissance on all the areas tonight. We can see if we can pick up the people I know off the streets to get some inside information, then we can come back here and plan our operation." [00:24] "Any questions?" [00:25] "Base of operations?" [00:25] "what type of magikal ability these guys have" [00:26] "When do we get to take these guys on?" [00:26] * Stitch 's voice is very smooth when he talks unlike his rugged appearence (think Ving Rhames) [00:26] "For now, this is a good secure place to discuss plans. We're shielded here from surveillance both mundane and magical" [00:27] "As for base of operations, we'll need to see the ground first...locate possible staging areas there." [00:27] * Crystiana nods at that [00:27] "Magic will have to answer for itself." [00:27] "And with luck, we will take these guys on very shortly." [00:28] * ChaLk counts on his fingers "..three days even" [00:28] "Any idea on their security and nummber of opponents?" [00:28] "That's all I want to hear. Sitting here and talkin about it isn't my kind of game." [00:28] "I am working on that now" [00:29] "Yes, but walking into a bloodbath isn't my idea of a fun date-night" [00:29] "Well thats too bad. You should try it sometime." [00:30] "I always enjoy them." [00:30] "yes, but i'm always the guy left cleaning up" [00:30] "bloodbaths will make on only dirty." [00:31] "You can get dirty?" (his tone clear,almost innocent) [00:31] "I hate being dirty" [00:32] * ChaLk physically bites his tongue then blurts out "ouch" [00:33] "Well i think we can all agree that we don't want to tip our hand too early...I've got a possible line on the Underground,but it could take some time" [00:33] * Natch seems to find Chalk's antics mildly amusing, though one notes his hand on the back of Moonlight's neck [00:33] * Stitch grins at the others. [00:34] * Stitch pulls out a chip and slides it to chalk. "Here's a bloodbath for ya." [00:34] "Actually, I have three much more direct sources." [00:34] * Crystiana sists back and looks lost in thought as if having a conver with something" [00:35] * ChaLk pushes the chip back across the table to Stitch "Some other time perhaps...i don't need to induce vomiting just now" [00:35] "One is a Triad enforcer." Macavity looks blank for a moment. "Whom is just returning home." [00:35] * Stitch takes it back. "Your loss." [00:35] "We're equipped... and trained... to handle surveillence. Suggestions or ideas on locations of possible locations for the 'package'?" [00:35] "Another is a pimp that deals in girls for the Triads." [00:36] * Moonlight hrms [00:36] "And the last two are the BTL dealers that placed me in this quandry to begin with." [00:36] "Do you have indications on the territory the Pimp works?" [00:36] "All of them have more insight into the operations of the Triads than any of us do, and none of them will be missed over the next three days." [00:37] "The pimp works four streets over, corner of Lake & Weston" [00:37] "Is he the closest?" [00:37] "I think the pimp should be easiest for us to take" [00:38] The BTL dealers work near Redmond, on the map labeled BLOK2.gif on that map chip.. [00:38] "Could this objects nature lend itself to any specific locale? Does it need 'tricity? *look to Stitch* refridgeration? [00:38] * Natch studies his apparent teammates impassively, watching the flow of conversation. [00:38] "No, the item is in a medium sized metal suitcase." [00:38] "Hmm, we need some alive to questioning them." [00:39] "Preferably, we need all four of these individuals alive for questioning....for awhile at least..." [00:39] "I can keep them alive. And in a lot of pain if needs be." [00:40] * Stitch gives a sly smile at the thought [00:40] * Crystiana grins at that "So can I" [00:40] "Since our time is limited...and the Pimp and BTL dealers are relatively easy targets, I think we should split up and apprehend them." [00:40] "As a rule, all pain tells you is what they think you want to hear, not the truth" [00:40] "so that's not just a costume then" (to Crystiana) [00:40] * Stitch glances to Crystiana and sizes her up. [00:41] * Crystiana grins "No it is not" [00:41] "There are other ways to get truth from a person than from pain alone pleasure works just as well" [00:41] "You'd be surprised what a little pain in the right spot can do." [00:41] "I know of an...'empty' warehouse between the two locations." [00:41] * Macavity gives the location of the warehouse.. [00:42] * ChaLk notes it in his pocket sec [00:42] * Stitch records the location [00:42] "Well, the best way to find a pimp is through his hoe's..." [00:42] * Natch fiddles with his "lighter" and Moonlight's neck [00:42] "As it seems Moonlight and Natch get along so excelently, why don't the two of them take our dear Stitch along to pick up that Pimp... [00:43] "Or one of us could walk the area hoping to attrack his attention" [00:43] "Chalk & Crystiana can accompany me to the BTL dealer." [00:43] "I 'want' him." [00:43] * Moonlight nods. [00:43] "Sounds like a plan" [00:43] * Stitch whispers to chalk. [00:43] "Okay" [00:44] ((if people are agreed, then I'll run through the pimp first as Macavity, Chalk & Crystiana are on their way to Redmond)) [00:44] * ChaLk talks quietly to Stitch: "Take care man, and remember these are going to be LONG 3 days so keep the pain on low. Alive...remember that!" [00:44] "Works. How soon do you need him awake? Or do you, as long as we find what he knows? Oh. I'll need as good a pciture of the missing girl as possible as well." [00:44] * ChaLk offers Mac & Cry [00:44] to ride in his van [00:45] ((i'm gonna go call my GF...brb)) [00:45] "Unfortunately I don't have a picture of her, but I'll know her when I find her." [00:45] ((/me whimperokies. Damn good thing I'm crazy enough to GM myself, or I'd never be able to pull this off winging it this way ;-)) [00:45] "ok, first, how do we want to find him? attract him, or search him?" [00:45] * Natch frowns, just slightly. [00:45] "As for asking of her...she'll be the only decker the Triads have carted off recently...I know she has a great many datajacks...more than usual for most deckers." [00:45] "Shure I will come along, I dont have a vehicle, I just need to get some stuff first" [00:45] "If..." [00:46] * Natch looks around the table hesitantly. "If someone knows a sketch artist? I can guarentee MUCH more satisfactory results with an image." [00:46] "I don't mind making stops if you could use the lift" [00:46] * Stitch and chalk are whispering to eachother [00:47] "She's 169 cm tall...about 5'6" [00:47] "Okay need to get my gear" [00:47] "Weighs about 120lbs, Dimensions: 28C-26-33 [00:47] "She'll look about 19 or 20, but she's actually 17" [00:48] * Natch lifts a mildly amused eyebrow at the "c" [00:48] Green eyes, hair dyed black...pale skin and very red lips.. [00:48] * ChaLk notes the description [00:48] "And she's got a very pleasant English accent." [00:49] * Natch makes as good notes as he can, though of course all it looks like he's doing is listening intently [00:49] "I'm afraid that's all I can offer..." [00:49] "we know where the BTL dealer is?" [00:49] "Yes. I know the neighborhood he deals from. Shall we get going then?" [00:50] "If not, I know someone who might...i'll need a name to give my contact though" [00:50] * Stitch and chalk continue whispering. [00:50] "or that works too" [00:50] * ChaLk is popping in and out of conversations like a skitso on a good day [00:52] * ChaLk stands and holds his arm out indicating to hit the road [00:52] "i'm ready when you are" [00:52] ((all right, if no one objects again, I'll do the part with Moonlight, Natch & Stitch first.)) [00:52] * Stitch stands and gets ready to move. [00:52] ((good by me)) [00:53] * ChaLk gives out a cell number to the other team [00:53] "My place is near by wont take very long" [00:53] * ChaLk nods [00:52] "We'll give you... ((Natch calculates the travel time to the Redmond neighborhood and divides it in half)) minutes, and leave then." [00:53] "Always best" he says with a smile, to make connections NOT look like connections, neh?" [00:53] * Macavity smiles a secret little smile... [00:53] "yes...it is. Isn't it." [00:53] * Macavity heads out of the club.. [00:54] * Crystiana gets up and offers chalk her hand "care to lead me out to your vehicle?" [00:54] * ChaLk leads the way to his van...: A dark green GMC Passenger/Cargo Van with above additions. The passenger side side-view mirror has been torn off. Although it hasn't been Chalks for long, it is somewhat strewn with stuff (useful/useless items), including, but not limited to: 1-4 rolls of duct tape, 2 or 3 baseball caps, candywrappers, 1 medkit regular supplies scattered around the interiour, old newspaper articles, etc. He has also set up the back to function both as a benchseat/folding bed. [00:55] "ok, first, how do we want to find him? attract him, or search him?" [00:56] "Well, that's why I was wondering about his turf. But since we seem to be in a hurry, we'll just have to do it the old fashioned way, I suppose" [00:56] "That's the way I like it." [00:56] * Natch looks Stitch up and down "What sort of communications gear can you use? And what sort do you have?" [00:57] "I've got my radio and phone with me." [00:57] "Secure?" [00:58] "I wouldn't count on it." [01:00] "I've got jacks if you've got something else."