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Post Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2010 8:42 pm |
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OOG: Didn't see the last one was locked! Sorry bout that!
"What good is this Cecil?" T-Bone asks, "I'm terribly sorry, I'm a horrible host! Come in to the house. I have wine, brahmin, good company." He leads Stacy and Tyler to his house.
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Skitzophrenik
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Post Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2010 11:58 pm |
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"He's a fair medic. Strictly first aid, but a good assistant for a skilled physician. And convinced that he is blessed with inordinate amounts of luck. If that's true it's only because it's inordinately small amounts of luck."
Tyler gestures to Cecil's current predicament.
"He is ours, however. And while I personally don't care about him, when our Elders ask what happened to him and I say 'slavers took him'... well, see the Panther? There are more than a hundred of his brothers in our Vault and they're always hungry."
Tyler shudders theatrically.
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Post Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2010 12:36 am |
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Cecil waits for the slaver to get out of sight, then takes off his hat. From the pockets on the inside, he takes whichever tool he feels would be best suited for lockpicking and begins to work on the cage lock.
"Are any of you astonishingly beautiful ladies much good at sneaking about?" he asks, as he tries to unlock the door.
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Post Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2010 1:19 pm |
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Stacy shrugs as she finds a chair to slump in. "What good are most people? People are largely stupid and useless."
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Stan Cold
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Post Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 10:00 am |
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Skitzophrenik wrote: "He's a fair medic. Strictly first aid, but a good assistant for a skilled physician. And convinced that he is blessed with inordinate amounts of luck. If that's true it's only because it's inordinately small amounts of luck."
Tyler gestures to Cecil's current predicament.
"He is ours, however. And while I personally don't care about him, when our Elders ask what happened to him and I say 'slavers took him'... well, see the Panther? There are more than a hundred of his brothers in our Vault and they're always hungry."
Tyler shudders theatrically. "Hmm... point taken. Both of you look psychotic. I like that I'm psychotic. I'll cut a deal. All three ladies, plus the boy toy, 2000 caps. Your friend stays with us, that's a 1000 cap credit. Tell the elders the truth. He sacrificed his life for the sake of the community. Then you just have to pay 1000 caps OR enslave me another person. Here, these might help the process." T-Bone hands Stacy a mesmatron and a collar. Options: Pay 1000 caps (Own: 240). Enslave: teammate, Tim, other slavers, junky (pass as sober). Kill everyone. CCC wrote: Cecil waits for the slaver to get out of sight, then takes off his hat. From the pockets on the inside, he takes whichever tool he feels would be best suited for lockpicking and begins to work on the cage lock.
"Are any of you astonishingly beautiful ladies much good at sneaking about?" he asks, as he tries to unlock the door. Cecil is able to pick the lock with a bobby pin. The ladies seem rather taken aback by the uncharismatic Cecil. The girls are the typical female trio: blonde, brunette, redhead. Red says, "Um... I'm pretty good at sneaking, but have no idea about computers."
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Skitzophrenik
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Post Posted: Sun Oct 31, 2010 10:02 am |
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Tyler nods.
"We're short the cash right now. I guess we'll get back to you."
He reaches over and scratches the top of the Panther's head, between the ears. Sometimes it's worth touching a disgusting flea-bag if it will give one an air of power. Yes, look. The furry murder-machine is on my side.
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Post Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 2:53 am |
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"Right." says Cecil, as the lock clicks open. He slips his pistol out of his pocket, holding it so that it's visible to the three girls, especially Red. "You any good with one of these?"
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Post Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 8:29 pm |
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Stacy examines the mesmatron. "So, you just point and poof, they're out? Cool!" She hops up from her seat. "C'mon, pretty boy. Let's go try this out on James."
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Post Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 10:53 pm |
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"Oh, there's also the slight chance of head explosions. Watch out for that."
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Post Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 10:58 pm |
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Stacy pauses, then shrugs. "Oh well. It's just James. He doesn't have any friends anyway!"
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Post Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 11:40 pm |
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Post Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 11:43 pm |
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The pistol's going to be worse than useless to Cecil; it's loud enough that any use of it will draw slavers from all directions. No, far better to leave the pistol behind and trust to luck that he won't be spotted.
With this in mind, he places the pistol in Red's hand. "Here," he says, "if you find the guy with the button for your collar, put a bullet in his head, okay?"
And with this, he slips stealthily from the cage, sneaking silently towards the house. If he reaches it without incident, he'll slip inside and look for that computer.
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Post Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 6:59 pm |
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Stacy skips out of the building, looking for James but completely forgetting the last place she left him. This leads to her looking for him largely around the slaver camp.
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Post Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 7:00 pm |
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"Hey, lets shoot Cecil with it first. Maybe it'll react badly with that collar of his."
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Post Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2010 7:11 pm |
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Stacy doesn't stop looking as she comments, "Don't be silly. Cecil's already a slave."
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