I hear the counter offer from Pops, and its more and more of his murderizing shite. My stomach instantly starts turning flips and if I hadn't already thrown up, I probably would now for sure. I'm sick to my stomach looking up ahead and seeing everyo…
I start moving slowly down the hall, Krin over one shoulder, and keeping an eye for danger when I pass by this huge wall mirror -- or least what's left of it. It was massive, maybe 5x8, but now all shot up, cracked, broken pieces littering the floor…
CINCH! Wha.. How.. is she even here? Thought she was headed to Bordertown on a run for Esco? I don't know how she shows up out nowhere to save our asses again, but she's like a cold drink of water right now, so I ain't asking no questions. But what…
Alright, Last taking point, then. I'm gonna have to make sure some fugger doesn't shoot my sister...
I look down at Krin. Maybe Cinch can hightail her to Fleece at the Irons and get her patched up 'fore she looses that leg... I motion to Mimi and h…
So that's where he is. In the basement. And this guy has all the blues clues about this place. Sweeeeet!
"I dunno, Krin, I kinda like this guy. Thinking he and I could grab a juicebox and some sody crackers and have a nice long chat about the base…
I bend down on one knee over the dazed guard and clip my wrench back on my belt, looking softly at the hysterical Li. "It's OK, little Li. Nobody's gonna hurt you. I'm your brother, Gigg, and Miss Last here is gonna take you to your mommy. Miss Last…
Exchange harm, and choose 3:
You suffer little harm (-1harm).
You take definite and undeniable control of it (Li).
You impress, dismay, or frighten your enemy.
I'll be scary as fuck coming at the shotgun guy (rasputin) and counting as a small gang…
Little chance I can intimidate these guys into just dropping their weapons and walking out. They're probably more scare of him than they are dying.
I duck back behind the door frame and look at Mimi and Last. "No more bullets. That little teeter's …
OOC: Reminder that I inflict harm as a small gang per my NOT TO BE FUCKED WITH move.
On a hit, if anyone attacks or interferes with your ally, you attack them and inflict harm as established, as well as warning your ally. On a 10+, choose 1:
• ...…
OOC: I feel like this is an important roll. I'm going to cash in my hold from Faceless Special (sex move) with the non-corporeal Lala and get a +1 forward.
stand overwatch for an ally, roll+cool
(Rolled: 2d6+2. Rolls: 5, 4. Total: 11)
Still so many cowboys... but two-to-one is survivable... maybe... Without Lala's help on finding Li, this would be a suicide mission no doubt... still not sure what Last's plan was, if there even was one.
Krin drops behind Last and the rest of the …
I'm going to use the Lala move and give Lala another hold to ask an extra question. But I'm going ask one that's not on the list so that means Lala gets to ask me a question.
What is the true position of Li?
"Hawt Damn!" I bellow and look over at Mimi triumphantly as she approaches from swagman. I look at the smoking mortar tube and chuck it to the ground before taking a long look at the gaping rubble that was once the Palace entrance. I follow the smo…
OOC, exchange harm and on 7-9 choose two
Exchanging harm per weapon as a small gang using NOT TO BE FUCKED WITH
Force your way into your enemy's position
Suffer little harm (-1 harm)
Isle... that's the 'Zon Esco was hanging with last time we were here in Depot. Kinda reminds me of Quiet Riot. Girls I'd go into the trenches with.
I set the mortar in the ground about 30 yards from the door and get the aiming while Isle preps the…
I climb out of swagman and sling the AK over my shoulder, and crack open the breach of my sawn-off shotgun for a quick check. I reach into swagman's cargo hold and grab the bagged rattlesnake and drop it into mamma's purse. I then grab the 60mm mor…
"Sorry... I... I... don't know what came over me..." I snap my mask back on without wiping my face as Mimi races through the gates and the battle is once again front and center. But so are the memories of this place, memories of him. Rememberin' fl…
I guess somewhere in my mind I'm aware that a firefight is still going on. I mean, I hear the rat-tat-tat of automatic weapons and metallic tings of bullets ricocheting off metal, and buzzing of motorbikes and the cries of the wounded, but it's fade…