OOC: I read it as "Follow the mask's wishes and you get both
Gigg,
As you gaze into Lala's vacant eyes in the rear view, she answers calmly, "You're in the fastest car in Depot, Gigg. You follow in the wake of your father's riders and Cinch will …
Blogs, re-blogs, and shares web-wide on follower feeds are talking about The Fat Man, June. He's one hundred percent NOT DEAD. The life-voters are venting at the trolls, and this is trending hard. #DVFPrain and #FatManFall are all over.
But this mo…
"Ooma..." Fleece says with care in her voice. "I knew the risks. You have been worth it, every moment." She pulls you into a warm hug. "I'm not running from her. We can talk to June," she releases you and turns to the stove again.
"After breakfast,…
Fleece takes your wrists in her hands, her grip firm without hurting, she's just holding you for a moment, meeting your eyes, "I am unharmed, ooma. Calm yourself." She releases your wrists, then slips her hands to your arms, "She sent someone to kil…
All,
Cinch, be Hot
Gigg, be Cool
June, be Weird
Motley, be Hard
Sierra, be Hot
FROM PLAYERS:
Cinch, you be Cool in the face of all this gang warfare and oppression.
Gigg, let's highlight HARD
June, let's try Sharp this time
Motley, be Cool
Sierra,…
She stiffens when you ask what's wrong, keeps working on the food, turning over the utensil to scrap at the meat and keep it from sticking to the pan.
"It seems I have attracted the attention of a certain interested person, ooma," she says lightly.…
Fleece answers with a soft smile, "Doctor's orders indeed." She takes a small utensil to work at some food slowly frying on a pan over the small stove. She continues adding small dried spices to the meat as you come into the tight space that passes …
All,
At the beginning of the session, choose one of the characters with the highest Hx on your sheet. Ask that player which of your stats is most interesting, and highlight it. The MC will have you highlight a second stat too.
Fleece pats your hand, Esco, then seeing something in your eyes as an answer, she rises from the makeshift couch, smiles sadly, and heads for the door, leaving you behind.
End Scene
Marigold chuckles at the joke and squeezes your side. "Sierra told me stories about outside, Motley. I want to go there. We can ride for days. So many wonders. No more Fat Man, No more Fippers. Just me and you and the road." She sounds wistful. "We …
Sierra and June, you spend some time with the others, chatting about the prize and the body shots. Reese and Beckett slip off together to your room, Sierra. Rothschild and Krin head outside to dance in the rain, leaving just the two of you together.…
Rothschild has no tie breaker. She sits up on the bar, pulls off the tie blindfold and tosses it towards Krin. Krin catches it, and stuffs it in the pocket of her fuzzy jacket.
With the rain drops falling around you, the thunder rumbling around you, you look off into the night, thinking about the Crue, about your future. The hazy idea of "heaven" outside the walls seems so unreal. You open your mind to the world, to The Fe…
"What contest would be fair? Roth has a pretty limited skillset, you know." Beckett says with a playful tone. "I don't think Sierra should have to cut purses or hide a loaf of bread under her skirt. Just doesn't seem that fun."
Rothschild reaches up to take the lime in her hand and turns her head to look at all of you, the tie blindfold still in place. "That... wasn't fair." She grins. "Wasn't Krin or Beckett, and I know your kisses, June. I don't imagine Missed snuck back…
Sierra, when you trail your tongue, Rothschild lets out a small moan and tenses, then forces herself to relax. She arches her back as you move between her breasts, cranes her neck when you reach it. When you bite down on the lime, feel that deliciou…
With Marigold and Quiet Riot gone, you're left in the streets alone, Motley. Rain pours down. People are dancing and drinking, and it feels like it will never let up. What do you do while you wait for them, Motley?
"Oooh," Beckett says as she moves over to slide an arm behind Reese and settles into him in a familiar gesture. To this point, the two of them have had almost zero public displays of affection, so perhaps the drinking is getting to Beckett. Or perha…
"If we're wasting thirty before we go, I'm heading back to the bar to grab a go bag. You need me to snag anything for you, baby?" She slides off the bike, sensing your urgency and plans on moving quickly through the rain.
Quiet Riot makes a face …
"Don't need to apologize to me, Doc. I like that suit. I like it vurry much. So clean away. You need any help, you ask." Rothschild flexes her toes and looks them over, then moves on to checking out her nails. "Helpable has a whole makeup and oils k…
Quiet Riot snorts at the insult, but she takes the jingle without complaint. "Sure, Mot, no worries." She throws a leg over her bike, checks things over, then starts it up. Like her, it's a shrill dirt bike, and it revs with a high whine. She pulls …
Peppering mutters quietly, "It's like a terrible ping-pong match." He chuckles and shakes his head, then announces, "Sierra is in the lead. It's down to one more. Rothschild, you better get this one, or she wins." He pauses, then asks, "What does th…
Rothschild watches you work on the suit, realizing it's a task you've chosen for yourself. She sits on the edge of the tub near you, pulls up a foot to start checking it over carefully before switching to the other. It's all an excuse to be near.
"T…