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  • #32
    Baggly
    Registered Users Posts: 35,024 ✭✭✭✭Baggly


    Rather pleased with how he nailed the landing, Plasma Squirrel proceeds to the car park.


  • #33
    Fourier
    Registered Users Posts: 10,558 ✭✭✭✭Fourier


    Banjo wrote: »
    From a short distance to the north comes a crash and the sound of an alarm.

    "No wait! See that it does, boy, see that it does!"
    She turns away and starts muttering into her radio

    with your willpower there's no point in even asking you to roll to convince or charm her, her roll was terrible, unless the die cracks in half you can't lose
    Indigo turns to the sound of the alarm.

    "Sorry for the trouble miss" he shouts back as he sprints off toward the north.

    He smirks to himself as he sprints, excited at taking down some bad guys.


  • #34
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    Necrominus wrote: »
    Squiramorph hits in a few adjustments to the co-ordinates for the auto-pilot and lands on the roof of the bank. As the rotary blades slow down to a stop, she exits the Squirrelcopter, stretches and begins to transform...

    'Form of a Mouse!'

    Whilst doing so she looks for any gutters around the place that lead to the street.

    There are a series of stone gutters at the edges of the roof leading to some antique-looking metal ducting headed streetwards or a number of air-conditioning outlets dotted around the roof itself.


  • #35
    Necro
    Moderators, Social & Fun Moderators, Sports Moderators Posts: 51,010 Mod ✭✭✭✭Necro


    Banjo wrote: »
    There are a series of stone gutters at the edges of the roof leading to some antique-looking metal ducting headed streetwards or a number of air-conditioning outlets dotted around the roof itself.

    The now mouse-sized (I think) Squiramorph scampers as fast as her little legs can carry her into the stone gutter.

    OOC: I fear being ripped to shreds by the air con vents :P


  • #36
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    sKeith wrote: »
    Shelly stays prone.

    While one thug starts poking terrified customers, ushering them out onto the street, the other goes to the back of the van and slips on a pair of oversized gauntlets, flexing his fists and grinning. There's an audible beeeeyooooooooo as they come online.


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  • #37
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    Fourier wrote: »
    Indigo turns to the sound of the alarm.

    "Sorry for the trouble miss" he shouts back as he sprints off toward the north.

    He smirks to himself as he sprints, excited at taking down some bad guys.

    Indigo shoves past irate commuters and a few street vendors clustered at the entrance to the station and heads north. It's not long before he arrives across the street from 1st National. Shell shocked customers are staggering out of the door. In the sky he sees a non-regulation helicopter setting down on the roof. In the distance the sound of sirens is just becoming audible over the cacophony of the alarm. Huddled on this side of the road with comparative safety of 6 lanes and a decorative floral median between them and the bank, a crowd of gawkers has begun to form.


  • #38
    Fourier
    Registered Users Posts: 10,558 ✭✭✭✭Fourier


    Banjo wrote: »
    Indigo shoves past irate commuters and a few street vendors clustered at the entrance to the station and heads north. It's not long before he arrives across the street from 1st National. Shell shocked customers are staggering out of the door. In the sky he sees a non-regulation helicopter setting down on the roof. In the distance the sound of sirens is just becoming audible over the cacophony of the alarm. Huddled on this side of the road with comparative safety of 6 lanes and a decorative floral median between them and the bank, a crowd of gawkers has begun to form.
    Indigo quickly approaches one of the gawkers, hoping to learn a little more before jumping into action.

    "Any idea what's going on?"


  • #39
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    Necrominus wrote: »
    The now mouse-sized (I think) Squiramorph scampers as fast as her little legs can carry her into the stone gutter.

    OOC: I fear being ripped to shreds by the air con vents :P

    They carry her pretty quick down the 3 storey façade and she reaches the street safely


  • #40
    Necro
    Moderators, Social & Fun Moderators, Sports Moderators Posts: 51,010 Mod ✭✭✭✭Necro


    Banjo wrote: »
    They carry her pretty quick down the 3 storey façade and she reaches the street safely

    Squiramorph turns, scratches her ear briefly, before scampering up to the door of the bank, looking to squeeze under the door. She also has a brief scan for any machinery the bank robbers (OOC: Haven't seen them yet so this is her assumption) may have left lying about.


  • #41
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    Pter wrote: »
    Rather pleased with how he nailed the landing, Plasma Squirrel proceeds to the car park.

    A trail of broken glass and dented bonnets leads him to the 2 vans. They're parked near what looks like it used to be a security door before someone shoved a six foot wide lava drill through it. Smoke billows out of the twisted metal wreck. Two Loomie thugs are leaning against the vans, taunting a bound guard. They haven't noticed you yet.


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  • #42
    Baggly
    Registered Users Posts: 35,024 ✭✭✭✭Baggly


    OOC; Is this car park under the bank or another building?


  • #43
    Nebelwerfer
    Registered Users Posts: 468 ✭✭Nebelwerfer


    Banjo wrote: »

    The assistant manager drops Mr Heffernan's documents and slowly slides underneath Advice Desk #3 while the gang begin rounding up customers.

    Unphased by the goons, it is the assistant manager's reaction to the commotion that makes Mr. Heffernan's blood boil.

    "That damn loan... I need that damn LOAN..." he thinks to himself, as he looks at the assistant manager who's starting to cower underneath the desk...

    "Hmmmm...." He grinds his teeth together, which lets loose a high pitch screek as the teeth drag over another another....

    "Hmm... Milksop of a man...". he says as he stares directly into the assistant managers eyes.

    He turns around to see who, or what, had made this unruly entrance.


  • #44
    sKeith
    Closed Accounts Posts: 13,404 ✭✭✭✭sKeith


    Banjo wrote: »
    While one thug starts poking terrified customers, ushering them out onto the street, the other goes to the back of the van and slips on a pair of oversized gauntlets, flexing his fists and grinning. There's an audible beeeeyooooooooo as they come online.
    Shelly conjures up a thick fog, which pours out of any vents that shelly can recall, fog that encompasses the whole bank, with a 1 foot visibility range, not just enveloping the inside of the bank, but which extends to 2 meters outside of the the bank too, whisping off up the outside of the building.


  • #45
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    Pter wrote: »
    OOC; Is this car park under the bank or another building?

    The entrance was around the corner from the bank but based on the way you came down the ramp, it's definitely under the right block if not immediately under the bank itself.
    Necrominus wrote: »
    Squiramorph turns, scratches her ear briefly, before scampering up to the door of the bank, looking to squeeze under the door. She also has a brief scan for any machinery the bank robbers (OOC: Haven't seen them yet so this is her assumption) may have left lying about.

    To be clear, the door from street to foyer is wide open. The door from foyer to bank is closed. To get to the closed door you'll need to sneak past the guards. You are in the foyer. From the open door to the street in terms of machinery, you can see there are 6 ATMs - 3 either side. There are security cameras in the corners and one over each of the doors. There's a van - the engine is off. From the looks of things, those gauntlets are technical in nature.
    Fourier wrote: »
    Indigo quickly approaches one of the gawkers, hoping to learn a little more before jumping into action.

    "Any idea what's going on?"

    Through a mouthful of the city's famous Honey Mustard Beef Nuggets, a middle-aged gentleman in a floral print shirt splutters
    "Van! Went thruh - *cough* - 'scuse me! Went right through the doors! Right honey?"
    He elbows his wife, ruining the selfie she was taking with the bank in the background. She scowls at him but smiles and Indigo.
    "Oh ya! Right through, then the alarms went off, and people were staggering out - it's just like in the news reels!"
    She points enthusiastically at her T-Shirt, emblazoned with a red pentagon depicting what looks like a yellow silhouette of spaceship being chased by a seagull. (Any resident of Sovereign City will recognise this as Apex's emblem)
    "You think he'll come? Hey! Will we be on the news??? OH MY GOD!" she squeals excitedly, pulling her husband in for another selfie with the bank.
    Nebelwerfer wrote: »
    Unphased by the goons, it is the assistant manager's reaction to the commotion that makes Mr. Heffernan's blood boil.

    "That damn loan... I need that damn LOAN..." he thinks to himself, as he looks at the assistant manager who's starting to cower underneath the desk...

    "Hmmmm...." He grinds his teeth together, which lets loose a high pitch screek as the teeth drag over another another....

    "Hmm... Milksop of a man...". he says as he stares directly into the assistant managers eyes.

    He turns around to see who, or what, had made this unruly entrance.
    It was that big dude I put a photo of earlier. The one who definitely isn't Clayface, for copyright reasons.
    sKeith wrote: »
    Shelly conjures up a thick fog, which pours out of any vents that shelly can recall, fog that encompasses the whole bank, with a 1 foot visibility range, not just enveloping the inside of the bank, but which extends to 2 meters outside of the the bank too, whisping off up the outside of the building.

    In the foyer, Loomie number one shouts "****! SWAT are here already!" and runs to the van to get his gas mask. Loomie 2 looks worriedly from his clumsy, oversized mitts to the masks and back and lets out a frustrated whine.

    Inside the bank, as the mist begins to rise, one of the Loomies calls
    "Who farted?"
    to some muted laughter.
    "Doug, you don't have to make that joke every single time..." the molten monstrosity grumbles. "OK guys, masks on - gloves on - they aint botherin' with negotiations, they came to play! You see anyone standing up who doesn't have an awesome Loomie do, frag 'im! Everyone else, get on the ground and stay on the ground less you wanna get fried. Baldie Joe - sorry dude, you better stay low too, accidents happen. Hey man, don't blame me, blame your ****ty genes!"

    He shoves the girl from the customer service desk to the ground for emphasis, then bellows "Menorah! We need to speed this up!"

    For reference, the customer-accessible bit of the bank is roughly square with the door in facing - ah you know what, here's a ****ty drawing I did in paint :
    463441.png
    So the green bit is the foyer, doors at the top. There's a customer service desk immediatly in front of the doors, flanked by 2 desks with pens-on-chains and lodgement slips. The pink area is where the advice desks are. The yellow area is where the teller windows and the security door to the bank proper are. I should have drawn in the door really, over on the far right but I ran out of colours, after drawing in the Blue area for the customer toilets in case any of you forgot to go before you came out.

    There's a commotion behind the teller windows but with all the fog and the sound-muffling effect of the glass it's hard to tell what's going on - just more squeals and screams blending into the rattle of the alarm.


  • #46
    Necro
    Moderators, Social & Fun Moderators, Sports Moderators Posts: 51,010 Mod ✭✭✭✭Necro


    Banjo wrote: »
    To be clear, the door from street to foyer is wide open. The door from foyer to bank is closed. To get to the closed door you'll need to sneak past the guards. You are in the foyer. From the open door to the street in terms of machinery, you can see there are 6 ATMs - 3 either side. There are security cameras in the corners and one over each of the doors. There's a van - the engine is off. From the looks of things, those gauntlets are technical in nature.

    OOC: I'm in mouse form, should be relatively simple, right?


  • #47
    Baggly
    Registered Users Posts: 35,024 ✭✭✭✭Baggly


    Necrominus wrote: »
    OOC: I'm in mouse form, should be relatively simple, right?

    OOC: Famous last words.


  • #48
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    Necrominus wrote: »
    OOC: I'm in mouse form, should be relatively simple, right?

    That's not for me to decide. You want to ask the dice? :pac:

    Actually, rather than being a dick about it I'll look it up - Yes, as a mouse you'd get a bonus to your stealth roll vs their awareness, +3 at your size. + the fog. However there's the small issue of you not being able to see where you're going due to the fog


  • #49
    Necro
    Moderators, Social & Fun Moderators, Sports Moderators Posts: 51,010 Mod ✭✭✭✭Necro


    Banjo wrote: »
    That's not for me to decide. You want to ask the dice? :pac:

    OOC: *Gulps* Let's do it.

    Squiramorph scampers into the foyer, keeping close to the left wall.


  • #50
    sKeith
    Closed Accounts Posts: 13,404 ✭✭✭✭sKeith


    Shelly waits until nobody is within a foot of her, then she gets up and quietly walks over to the driver of the van that banged into her, making sure at all times to keep over a foot from everybody, and when he is in front of him/her, she lets her swinging fist breach the one foot visibility range, going full speed right into his/her face. Then quietly walks back to where she was layed prone and get back into prone position, keeping an eye on everything thats going on.

    OOC: I assume she is not fooled by her own tricks!


  • #51
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    Squiramorph easily scampers past the Loomies unnoticed, finding a small gap where the double-doors meet and sneaking under. On the far side, she can't see much more than a foot in front of her, and there's nothing of note in that foot, but she can here a lot of shouting and screaming.


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  • #52
    Necro
    Moderators, Social & Fun Moderators, Sports Moderators Posts: 51,010 Mod ✭✭✭✭Necro


    Banjo wrote: »
    Squiramorph easily scampers past the Loomies unnoticed, finding a small gap where the double-doors meet and sneaking under. On the far side, she can't see much more than a foot in front of her, and there's nothing of note in that foot, but she can here a lot of shouting and screaming.

    Hugging the wall (well as much as a mouse can), Squiramorph keeps left along the wall and eases forward.


  • #53
    Fourier
    Registered Users Posts: 10,558 ✭✭✭✭Fourier


    Banjo wrote: »
    Through a mouthful of the city's famous Honey Mustard Beef Nuggets, a middle-aged gentleman in a floral print shirt splutters
    "Van! Went thruh - *cough* - 'scuse me! Went right through the doors! Right honey?"
    He elbows his wife, ruining the selfie she was taking with the bank in the background. She scowls at him but smiles and Indigo.
    "Oh ya! Right through, then the alarms went off, and people were staggering out - it's just like in the news reels!"
    She points enthusiastically at her T-Shirt, emblazoned with a red pentagon depicting what looks like a yellow silhouette of spaceship being chased by a seagull. (Any resident of Sovereign City will recognise this as Apex's emblem)
    "You think he'll come? Hey! Will we be on the news??? OH MY GOD!" she squeals excitedly, pulling her husband in for another selfie with the bank.
    Indigo hits his right fist into his left palm.

    "Alright, a proper crime. Thank you citizens"

    Indigo pushes through the crowd of gawkers to get to the front and takes a glance at the door the van burst through. He focuses on his molecules, pulling them apart with care, peeling away as a thin mist and ignoring any citizens exclaiming at his transformation. He heads over the crowd and across the lanes above well above car height toward the first national, hoping to enter through the now demolished front door.


  • #54
    Baggly
    Registered Users Posts: 35,024 ✭✭✭✭Baggly


    Banjo wrote: »
    A trail of broken glass and dented bonnets leads him to the 2 vans. They're parked near what looks like it used to be a security door before someone shoved a six foot wide lava drill through it. Smoke billows out of the twisted metal wreck. Two Loomie thugs are leaning against the vans, taunting a bound guard. They haven't noticed you yet.

    Plas quietly approaches the Loomies with the intent of grabbing the closest one in a hold, shouting 'STEP AWAY FIENDS' in an effort to starle both unsuspecting Loomies and holding the Loomie such that the unheld Loomie doesnt have a clear view/shot at the bound guard (just in case there is a gun in play here).

    Protecting the life of the bound guard is just as important as disabling these ill mannered goons, Plas thinks to himself, as he starts sneaking.


  • #55
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    sKeith wrote: »
    Shelly waits until nobody is within a foot of her, then she gets up and quietly walks over to the driver of the van that banged into her, making sure at all times to keep over a foot from everybody, and when he is in front of him/her, she lets her swinging fist breach the one foot visibility range, going full speed right into his/her face. Then quietly walks back to where she was layed prone and get back into prone position, keeping an eye on everything thats going on.

    OOC: I assume she is not fooled by her own tricks!

    Nope!
    To see if you succeed in the sneaking, please roll
    Awareness Guard 1 [d6+2] Guard 2 [d6+2] vs Shelly's CoOrdination [d6+1]


  • #56
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    Fourier wrote: »
    Indigo hits his right fist into his left palm.

    "Alright, a proper crime. Thank you citizens"

    Indigo pushes through the crowd of gawkers to get to the front and takes a glance at the door the van burst through. He focuses on his molecules, pulling them apart with care, peeling away as a thin mist and ignoring any citizens exclaiming at his transformation. He heads over the crowd and across the lanes above well above car height toward the first national, hoping to enter through the now demolished front door.

    Awareness roll vs Difficulty 5 please!
    Indigo Awareness [d6+6] vs [d6+5]

    And no, it's not to see if a really tall car hits you :D


  • #57
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    Pter wrote: »
    Plas quietly approaches the Loomies with the intent of grabbing the closest one in a hold, shouting 'STEP AWAY FIENDS' in an effort to starle both unsuspecting Loomies and holding the Loomie such that the unheld Loomie doesnt have a clear view/shot at the bound guard (just in case there is a gun in play here).

    Protecting the life of the bound guard is just as important as disabling these ill mannered goons, Plas thinks to himself, as he starts sneaking.

    (Resolved on Rolz)

    With a grace that Timmy Tiptoes himself would envy, Plas pads silently from car to car at a crouch, then breaks into a run, launching himself at the nearest Loomie screaming "STEP AWAY FIENDS!". The Loomies are too stunned to react as Plas locks one of them in a Cross-Face Draymother. He gives the other a hard stare - Loomie #2 drops his candlestick and begins licking his hands and cleaning his ears frantically, before his eyes roll backwards and he collapses. In Plas's iron grip, the other goon struggles momentarily before going limp.


  • #58
    Baggly
    Registered Users Posts: 35,024 ✭✭✭✭Baggly


    Plasma Squirrel unties the guard and checks to to see if he is ok.

    'Are you ok? I need to know what happened here....Can you give me a description of who or what did the damage to the security door?'


  • #59
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    sKeith wrote: »
    Shelly waits until nobody is within a foot of her, then she gets up and quietly walks over to the driver of the van that banged into her, making sure at all times to keep over a foot from everybody, and when he is in front of him/her, she lets her swinging fist breach the one foot visibility range, going full speed right into his/her face. Then quietly walks back to where she was layed prone and get back into prone position, keeping an eye on everything thats going on.

    Shelly picks her way carefully around the mass of unconscious torsos and limbs. As she approaches, she treads on an ankle, it's owner groaning in pain. The first guard turns towards the noise, just in time to see Shelly's mighty fist clatter into his nose, knocking him out. The other guard barely notices, he's too busy coughing and wiping the streaming tears and snot from his face as he struggles to get his gas mask on. She returns safely to her spot on the ground, finding that through familiarity it's starting to almost feel comfortable.


  • #60
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    Fourier wrote: »
    Indigo hits his right fist into his left palm.

    "Alright, a proper crime. Thank you citizens"

    Indigo pushes through the crowd of gawkers to get to the front and takes a glance at the door the van burst through. He focuses on his molecules, pulling them apart with care, peeling away as a thin mist and ignoring any citizens exclaiming at his transformation. He heads over the crowd and across the lanes above well above car height toward the first national, hoping to enter through the now demolished front door.

    Approaching the bank, Indigo sees the fog billowing out the door and some open windows on the upper floors - but passing through it he senses none of the usual subtle interplay of his molecules with any vapour, and no sooner does the thought pass through the nebulous cloud he calls a mind than the fog is gone, and he's floating in the Foyer of the bank, a number of concious and semiconscious civilians strewn on the ground, a van in the middle and a guy with a frankly awesome quiff and natty waistcoat clawing at his own face with giant tech mittens.

    i.e. the Fog no longer affects Indigo Spirit


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  • #61
    Banjo
    Registered Users Posts: 10,485 ✭✭✭✭Banjo


    Pter wrote: »
    Plasma Squirrel unties the guard and checks to to see if he is ok.

    'Are you ok? I need to know what happened here....Can you give me a description of who or what did the damage to the security door?'

    "Oh thank you! Those candlesticks! The things they said they'd do with them! I have kids! I ... I didn't really see - I was doing my sudoku, it was one of those really hard ones where you can't just write the answers in straight away you have to test them first, and I was on the 3s and then the door went red and something started pushing through and it was like a drill - like a big red drill! But it had boobs! Big red boobs! And then something hit me on the head and next thing I'm out here with those candlepricks and their candlesticks! Mr - thank you! You saved my ass! Probably in more ways than one! Now I have to get out of here!"

    He runs for the ramp, yelling "thanks" over his shoulder a few more times.


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