BACK IN TIME

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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Selenidaria » Thu Aug 02, 2018 5:34 pm

Ecks wrote:((rolls carried))

Ecks seems only mildly interested in the race, but is also cautious about doing too much to get noticed. "I'd just make sure to make yourselves seem less military-esque. That seems to helping us but there might be more involved with that. but yeah, let's head that way."


"I was already planning on it, judging from the vibe I was getting off that person you had been talking to. I'll get with Mink about what would be the best look, for me, that way I also don't wind up doing something too close to hers at the same time. It just wouldn't do for two women to show up to the same event wearing the same thing, you know." Sel says, adding extra flare to the last line.
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Blue Boy Power Armor
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Arms (2) – 60 each
Legs (2) – 110 each
Thumper Shoulder Assault Rifle (attached to armor) – 50
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Victor Singer » Fri Aug 03, 2018 10:02 am

Perception: 1d100 = 48% (45% base)
JIC: 1d20 = 2
JIC: 1d100 = 59

Victor settles down for food with the rest, snagging a couple slices himself, "Say, thanks Mink! This is damn good!". He manages to gets some sauce and cheese on the front of his power armor. "So, who's up for this race? I know it's not our mission here...but come on!", he leans forward and attempts to whisper, "How often do you get to go back in time and run a power suit race? Besides, like Sel said, we could use the money."

Listen to the ongoing conversation, at least partially, Victor goes back to eyeing the citizens walking around in power armor. Getting an idea from Ecks' example, Victor looks around the pizza shop for someone sporting a suit that is completely, or close to completely, unmodified and decides to approach him or her....after wiping the pizza off his chest plate that is. "Excuse me, mind if I ask you about your suit? I'm, uh...from overseas and I'm not familiar with that base model you've got.". If the person is male, Victor offers his hand for a shake, if female he offers his hand and leans over it for a "kiss", barely brushing his lips against the armor plate.
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Brianna Clarke » Sat Aug 04, 2018 7:00 pm

Perception: 1d20 = 17
JIC: 1d20 = 9, 1d100 = 3

1d10 = 8

Force Field Belt: 75/75 MDC - activated

Conditions
I.S.P. Multiplier: 8/17 (x1)

Mesi transmits an irritated thought at Bri, I do not understand all the geo-political terms I have heard cross your mind. Middle East is not a designation I am familiar with. Our goddess thrived by the fertile Nile. Before Bri can react, Maia does, Yes, the Nile is part of Egypt which is part of the Middle East.


Brianna continues to happily eat the pizza in front of her, unsure of when she'll get another chance to eat pizza like this again. When Mesi transmits her thoughts, she swallows the bite of pizza she had taken out of habit, given that she didn't have to verbally answer. However, before she can answer, Maia does it for her. Thanks, Maia. Yes, the Middle East is where Egypt is. A lot has changed since your time. Maia and I will answer your questions as best we can, Mesi.

Brianna's a bit surprised to see Max pick an empty booth and fall asleep, but shrugs and figures he might as well get some sleep while he can. 'Who knows what we're going to run into on this trip' Brianna thinks to herself. She continues to eat listening to the conversation. Hearing Sel's comment, she can't help but comment, ”I've never understood why it's such a bad thing if two women are wearing similar outfits.”
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Selenidaria » Sat Aug 04, 2018 7:12 pm

Brianna Clarke wrote:Perception: Original post: 1d20 = 17
JIC: Original post: 1d20 = 9, Original post: 1d100 = 3

Original post: 1d10 = 8

Force Field Belt: 75/75 MDC - activated

Conditions
I.S.P. Multiplier: 8/17 (x1)

Mesi transmits an irritated thought at Bri, I do not understand all the geo-political terms I have heard cross your mind. Middle East is not a designation I am familiar with. Our goddess thrived by the fertile Nile. Before Bri can react, Maia does, Yes, the Nile is part of Egypt which is part of the Middle East.


Brianna continues to happily eat the pizza in front of her, unsure of when she'll get another chance to eat pizza like this again. When Mesi transmits her thoughts, she swallows the bite of pizza she had taken out of habit, given that she didn't have to verbally answer. However, before she can answer, Maia does it for her. Thanks, Maia. Yes, the Middle East is where Egypt is. A lot has changed since your time. Maia and I will answer your questions as best we can, Mesi.

Brianna's a bit surprised to see Max pick an empty booth and fall asleep, but shrugs and figures he might as well get some sleep while he can. 'Who knows what we're going to run into on this trip' Brianna thinks to herself. She continues to eat listening to the conversation. Hearing Sel's comment, she can't help but comment, ”I've never understood why it's such a bad thing if two women are wearing similar outfits.”


"To be perfectly honest, neither can I, but as they say, 'When in Rome...'." Sel says to Bri and shrugs at the end.
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PPE: 109/109
ISP: 25/35

Constant Effects: Mind Block Auto-Defense

CV-212 Laser Rifle w/ Thermal Imaging Laser targeting Telescoping
-Shots: 30/30
-Long E-Clips remaining: 3 (not counting the one in the weapon)

Blue Boy Power Armor
Model Type: NG-X44
M.D.C. by Location:
* Head – 70
Arms (2) – 60 each
Legs (2) – 110 each
Thumper Shoulder Assault Rifle (attached to armor) – 50
* Forearm Volt Disruptor (1, left forearm) – 10
* Leg Maneuvering Jets (2, small) – 12 each
* Vibro-Blades (2) – 15 each
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Maniacal Laugh » Sun Aug 05, 2018 2:35 am

Local Conditions wrote:The Big Apple
  • Location: The Garden
  • Population: Unknown
  • Time: 0610 Wednesday, September 10 XXXXCE
  • Ley Line Activity: None
  • Weather: 45, overcast, no wind
  • Visibility: Good, bright city lights, it's not dark
  • I.S.P. Condition (Brianna): Normal x1

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1UOyeDx8T_U-9y55sXnGS1HFAek4&usp=sharing

ANY TIME WILL DO, I DON'T MIND (Quinn)
Quinn stumbled down the road, having been up all night, she was tired. Having been drinking up the last of her savings, she was bleary-eyed. She seemed to be in the vicinity of Central Park. Even at 6am this godforsaken place was still full of flashing lights and loud, ear piercing noises, like people talking. People should shut up and respect her current state of discontent. Somehow, however, through all the drink-induced numbing of all her senses, Quinn's eyes caught the shape of things that seemed familiar.

Then she heard voices, and their speech was accented in strange way. A strange and intimately familiar way. She couldn't tell you what make and model the power armor these people were wearing were, but she could tell you they belonged to her time. Her home. It was a group, five or six maybe, including a mutant of some kind. And they were going into Ray's.

No matter what else, the growl in Quinn's stomach made following this group into Ray's seem like an excellent idea. Maybe she could beg a few credits off of them for a slice.

IF YOU CAN HEAR THIS WHISPER YOU ARE DYING (Ecks, Bri, Drake, Mink, Sel, Victor, Max!!)

Heads down and using the local networks, forgetting conveniently that this data too is probably zipping over the global satellite network at some point, Sel's research provides adequate results. The port in question is the largest port in the greater New York area: Port Newark-Elizabeth. Power armor races are a legitimate, legal sport with professional leagues all over the world. It is also one of the most common forms of illegal street competitions. Reality shows abound about this activity, along with many major big studio entertainment blockbuster series. It seems like it's an evolution of two 21st century phenomena, free running and illegal street racing. It has the mystique of both of those combined. The betting market is where the money is for the racers, the after market parts are where the real big money is for the manufacturers, large and small. It's dangerous and can be damaging to the "courses" but it's popularity is immense. A "crane-run" is slang for a power-armor free-running competition taking place amongst the enormous container cranes, huge stacks of containers, massive stackers, straddle carriers, lifts and other giant handling equipment (some at rest, but not always!). They generally take place at night, but the real high-stakes competitions are timed to occur in sync with the harbor's most active times.

Amongst conversation, Ecks multi-tasks and searches for the vague "incident". While any number of things could be described as a specific incident, there are two or three that might be the one in question. A few months ago, when the first "supers" showed up in NYC, Brooklyn to be precise, they did so at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden which had for the last 50 years been privately owned and one of the most exclusive locations in the US, albeit one that runs somewhat under the fashion radar. So when a supervillain showed up for gods only knows why, the private security reacted as one would expect. Unfortunately the private security outfit seemed to have a vast and dubiously legal armory. The garden was relatively unscathed. The supervillain was scattered over eight blocks. And approximately 80,000,000 credits of damage was done to the city and 47 people were injured with six deaths. That was the most costly. The most deadly involved a group of "non-violent" protestors mobbing a local and undeniably corrupt (to the point of evil and totally reprehensible) politician. This politician had supplemented her official state security with contractors of her own. They slaughtered 18 of the protestors, and in addition, two of the state security officers who tried to stop them. Remarkably, no bystanders were harmed and the property damage was minimal. The third incident did not involve death or destruction. It did involve scandal. And an ironic scandal. Apparently, and shockingly, there is a private security firm that goes by AAPS*. They were well respected within the industry and largely unknown by the public. And then there was the attack on a research lab in Century Station. The entire AAPS security force there was either brainwashed and turned into mindless drones, or literally transformed into giant zombie spiders. That sort of thing is good for the headlines, bad for the companies reputation.

Max...awake or in his dreams...smells the delicious smell of cheap booze enter Ray's in force. (Yeah, that would be Quinn.)

Lucky for everyone, Victor doesn't see anyone in a PA in the restaurant, a couple people are sporting serious cyber-mods though. But as he moves to engage them, he is totally stymied. Their gender is completely and absolutely indeterminate. Their derision is not ambiguous at all though as they look at the sauce and cheese dripping of the Prophet's armored chest.

Bri is the first one to spot the drunk staggering in the door of the pizza joint. She's no expert, not in the slightest on armor and gear and all that, but AAPS had just recently been handed suits of armor just like this inebriated stranger is wearing. Any pondering is broken as Mesi interrogates her further, We are far away from the Goddess. The closer we get the more accurately I can provide direction to her current location.

Mink probably was too distracted to notice the new arrival, and Victor was too busy being awkward. Ecks did finally notice the woman stumble in too, and for a ridiculous moment he can't pinpoint the armor, even though he knows it's an NG classic. A classic designed by Northern Gun engineers.

Both he and Bri have the sense of confusion. Intuitively they know something is wrong about this person. Not wrong as in bad, wrong in that she doesn't belong here. Just like them.

What are you doing?

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*Yes, for a gag I used AAPS as the security opposition in a Heroes Unlimited: Century Station adventure.
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Drake » Mon Aug 06, 2018 4:03 pm

Perception: 1d100 = 30/55%
Just in Case: 1d20 = 11/1d100 = 57
Conditions: None.

Drake stands quietly at the high-top table they've chosen for ease of convenience. Drake's vision moves slowly across the crowd, keeping a general wary eye on anyone who looks less than savory. When the mysterious figure enters the restaurant, Drake makes an effort to get a good look at them. Hmmm... thats Northern Gun armor. Drake thinks. only remembering it because of his most recent shopping trip. Are they real or is this a hallucination? Drake thinks, before shaking his head. Not likely a hallucination, so why are they here, did the Knights send them too, or maybe they're here on accident... Not to uncommon in our world, one rift or fade town away from a reality really. Drake continues to let his thoughts percolate.

Drake takes a second to look at his companions to see if they've noticed the new arrival, but they seem to be busy looking up information. So Drake takes the initiative and approaches. His silver/chrome plated power armor smaller than most, but still larger than an exoskeleton, makes moving through the room slightly more difficult than without, but it doesn't really hinder Drake all that much in the end.

"Hello, are you from around here?" Drake asks the newcomer, a calm and assuring tone to his voice.
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Cyber-Armor A.R.: 16
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Shoulders (2): 11 each, Back/Shoulder Blades (2): 18 each, Forearms (2): 13 each, Thighs/Upper Legs (2): 18 each, Chest Plate: 58/58.
Temporary Conditions: None.
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Streetwolf M.D.C. Combat pants M.D.C.: 8/8
NG Gloves M.D.C.: 2/2
NG Track Boots M.D.C.: 6/6
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Quinn » Mon Aug 06, 2018 4:51 pm

Perception: 1d100 = 67 / 24%
JIC: 1d20 = 1 / 1d100 = 18
Conditions: Drunk

Catching sight of something vaguely familiar, Quinn is flooded with emotions and thoughts she had been trying to suppress. With her stomach growling louder than the painful bombardment of lights and sounds, she musters the energy to follow the strangers into the restaurant. I hope have some decent food in there and a drink or two. A little hair on the dog to wake me up. Are these people stuck here, too? Do they want to go home? How much will it cost me? How much longer are they here for? Lost in her own questions, Quinn didn't notice the fact that she had entered the establishment or that she almost stumbled over a table and some chairs. Not realizing someone had approached her, she snaps into reality with a bit of a jerking motion.

Drake wrote:”Hello, are you from around here?"


”Woah. That was quicker than I expected. *Hick-up* . Where did that co…” Quinn quickly covers her mouth as she tries to push down a belch but to no success. She lets out a deep one. ”Oh, excuse me. Where are my manners.” Quinn looks around as if she is trying to look for something specific.”No, I don't think I’m from around here. Definitely not my normal watering hole. Um, I don't mean to intrude but I couldn't help but notice that you might not be locals. Would you mind if I asked where you all came from? You look as if I might know where but I just need a little conformation. I am a bit lost and I am afraid I don't know my way back. Also, I am a little short on coin and I am parched and hungry. If someone could spare a few, I would be deeply grateful.”

Quinn catches herself a few time from falling over, during the course of her conversation. She rubs her eyes a few times to make sure that what she is seeing is real and not some drunken hallucinations. She even has her multi optic eye switch through its visual options. When she mentions her monetary situation, she pats down her pockets and tries to avoid eye contact as best she can.
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Drake » Mon Aug 06, 2018 5:32 pm

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Quinn wrote:”Woah. That was quicker than I expected. *Hick-up* . Where did that co…” Quinn quickly covers her mouth as she tries to push down a belch but to no success. She lets out a deep one. ”Oh, excuse me. Where are my manners.” Quinn looks around as if she is trying to look for something specific.”No, I don't think I’m from around here. Definitely not my normal watering hole. Um, I don't mean to intrude but I couldn't help but notice that you might not be locals. Would you mind if I asked where you all came from? You look as if I might know where but I just need a little conformation. I am a bit lost and I am afraid I don't know my way back. Also, I am a little short on coin and I am parched and hungry. If someone could spare a few, I would be deeply grateful.”


Drake sighs. Drunk as a skunk... Also a female... Wonders never cease." Drake thinks before responding. "I'm from the Magic Zone originally, but have been residing in MercTown as of late. We were on a Job in Madhaven for a... Needless to say I and my companions are not even remotely locals." Drake finally replies before looking back at his companions for a moment.

"Do you have a name? I'm Drake."
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"Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search of our better selves." ~The First Histories of Man.
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I.S.P.: 31/31
Cyber-Armor A.R.: 16
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Shoulders (2): 11 each, Back/Shoulder Blades (2): 18 each, Forearms (2): 13 each, Thighs/Upper Legs (2): 18 each, Chest Plate: 58/58.
Temporary Conditions: None.
Armor:
Armoured M.D.C. Sharp Duster MDC: 28/28
Streetwolf M.D.C. Combat pants M.D.C.: 8/8
NG Gloves M.D.C.: 2/2
NG Track Boots M.D.C.: 6/6
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Quinn » Tue Aug 07, 2018 3:10 pm

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Drake wrote:"I'm from the Magic Zone originally, but have been residing in MercTown as of late. We were on a Job in Madhaven for a... Needless to say I and my companions are not even remotely locals." Drake finally replies before looking back at his companions for a moment.

"Do you have a name? I'm Drake."


Magic Zone, Madhaven?! Can this be true. Thank my lucky stars. I might be able to go home, now. With the mention of places that sound familiar to Quinn, her eyes light up and she seems to perk up, as if she suddenly becoming stone cold sober. Mustering a small smile as she hears that Drake and his companions aren’t even from around here. ”My name? That would be Quinntessa Tuttle or doctor or any combination of the two. It's a pleasure to meet you Drake.” God, I need drink to celebrate. Wonder if they are need of a doctor's companionship. At least until I get home. ”I don't mean to pry but do you guys have a way home?”
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Selenidaria » Wed Aug 08, 2018 12:02 pm

Perception: 1d100 = 76/34% (49% when dealing with magic, machines, or their combinations)
Just in Case: 1d100 = 48/1d20 = 18

Maniacal Laughter wrote:Heads down and using the local networks, forgetting conveniently that this data too is probably zipping over the global satellite network at some point, Sel's research provides adequate results. The port in question is the largest port in the greater New York area: Port Newark-Elizabeth. Power armor races are a legitimate, legal sport with professional leagues all over the world. It is also one of the most common forms of illegal street competitions. Reality shows abound about this activity, along with many major big studio entertainment blockbuster series. It seems like it's an evolution of two 21st century phenomena, free running and illegal street racing. It has the mystique of both of those combined. The betting market is where the money is for the racers, the after market parts are where the real big money is for the manufacturers, large and small. It's dangerous and can be damaging to the "courses" but it's popularity is immense. A "crane-run" is slang for a power-armor free-running competition taking place amongst the enormous container cranes, huge stacks of containers, massive stackers, straddle carriers, lifts and other giant handling equipment (some at rest, but not always!).


So this is where it is, and I had a feeling that's what a crane run was, and that there are legitimate ones as well as illegal street races. Given the time that this is set for, I'm willing to bet that it's most likely an illegal street race. Now I just need to see if I identify tonight's course so that we can scout it out. "Hey Ecks, I found where the Old Jersey Port is, it's formally known as Port Newark-Elizabeth, and here we are in relationship to the port. But the problem is that this is one of the largest ports in the city, so we'll have to try and narrow down exactly where we need to go to get in the race, if it's not the same place as the starting line. I'm also working on trying to figure out the exact route so that we can do some scouting of it before hand. Looks like I also need to learn how to climb, if I want to be a serious competitor." Sel says to Ecks over her shoulder. She then overhears Drake making conversation with someone, and for the first time she notices the woman who entered the pizzaria. At first, Sel thinks that Drake is just trying to flirt with the obviously drunk woman, until she notices that the style of gear she has resembles stuff from their present time rather what should be found here. She watches the conversation for a few more minutes until she decides to get back to work trying to find the route of the Crane Run at Port Newark-Elizabeth. (Computer Operation 1d100 = 22/67% Probable Success!)
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M.D.C. by Location:
* Head – 70
Arms (2) – 60 each
Legs (2) – 110 each
Thumper Shoulder Assault Rifle (attached to armor) – 50
* Forearm Volt Disruptor (1, left forearm) – 10
* Leg Maneuvering Jets (2, small) – 12 each
* Vibro-Blades (2) – 15 each
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Drake » Wed Aug 08, 2018 5:38 pm

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Quinn wrote:”My name? That would be Quinntessa Tuttle or doctor or any combination of the two. It's a pleasure to meet you Drake.”

”I don't mean to pry but do you guys have a way home?”


"Oh a doctor, well it's nice to meet you as well Quinntessa Tuttle. As for a way home... We do sort of have a way home, but we have a task we need to take care of first. Why don't you come and talk with my boss Ecks. He'll be able to let you know more of the details." Drakes says trying to not sound disappointing to the woman.
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"Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search of our better selves." ~The First Histories of Man.
"I hear black and I have no mercy." ~Drake, during the black rage.
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HP: 40/40
S.D.C.: 87/60
P.P.E.: 27/27
I.S.P.: 31/31
Cyber-Armor A.R.: 16
M.D.C. by Location:
Shoulders (2): 11 each, Back/Shoulder Blades (2): 18 each, Forearms (2): 13 each, Thighs/Upper Legs (2): 18 each, Chest Plate: 58/58.
Temporary Conditions: None.
Armor:
Armoured M.D.C. Sharp Duster MDC: 28/28
Streetwolf M.D.C. Combat pants M.D.C.: 8/8
NG Gloves M.D.C.: 2/2
NG Track Boots M.D.C.: 6/6
Weapons:
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Mink » Thu Aug 09, 2018 9:11 am

Perception 68%/1d100 = 69
JIC: 1d20 = 12, 1d100 = 79

Selenidaria wrote:"Hey Ecks, I found where the Old Jersey Port is, it's formally known as Port Newark-Elizabeth, and here we are in relationship to the port. But the problem is that this is one of the largest ports in the city, so we'll have to try and narrow down exactly where we need to go to get in the race, if it's not the same place as the starting line. I'm also working on trying to figure out the exact route so that we can do some scouting of it before hand. Looks like I also need to learn how to climb, if I want to be a serious competitor."


"Most serious free runners are gymnasts, acrobats, and tumblers, as well as skilled in advanced martial arts - the discipline helps. Crane runs are fun, if dangerous. Break neck speeds on what seems like a wide platform, but between all the places to hang your feet, possible movement of the crane, and more, you can easily break your neck or limbs. It's no place for an amateur. No offense meant. But hey, if you want to try, I'll give you the crash course on how to do it, though. We'll try it without armor first. Here, try throwing in some keywords on your search for the course. At least some of these should apply." She grabs a napkin and writes down some. It may occur to those who've seen her outside of her power armor, she really is a very toned and powerful woman, for her actual size.

And yet, she downed another piece of pizza. About this time she notices the newcomer. When Drake looks back, she gives a quizzical look.
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Ecks » Thu Aug 09, 2018 2:55 pm

Perception: 1d100 = 68/85%
JIC: 1d20 = 19/1d100 = 16

Ecks nods in affirmation of Sel's discovery of the location as he reads over his own research. "Well Sel, maybe they have different classes. You could always try. We do need to exercise caution of course. We don't need to get injured unnecessarily." Returning to his reading he skims down the articles. Blah, blah, blah, yada, yada, !!! "Ghckah!" he chokes out, inhaling a particle of pizza down his windpipe. Gaining control of himself momentarily, he moves the screen so Brianna can see, pointing at the bit about AAPS. In between gasps he whispers out painfully, "What are the chances of that? It looks like there have been a few incidents. Bad omen?" he says before finally realizing that Drake was talking to someone.

At first he didn't think to pay it much mind but as he looks away, the gear seemed to linger in the back of his mind. He listens on the conversation for a moment before looking back over and paying the newcomer more attention. What do we have going on here?
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Maximillian O'Malley » Thu Aug 09, 2018 5:42 pm

Perception: 1d100 = 22
JIC: 1d20 = 6
JIC: 1d100 = 66

Max is deep in slumber. Singing and dancing with his dad at the bar. A giant slice of pizza is playing the piano, the Metal Morph Mutant is working the door, and the angel is working bar back doing dishes.

Then Ecks chokes on his food...

"WHO DAT!"Max claims while jumping to the ready only to find himself still in Rays Pizza. He settles down and wipes the sleep off of his face. He feels a little embarrassed for his volume, but he is quickly over it. He scans around the table for his drink and takes a last swallow wishing it were something stronger.
Something stronger? He smells booze. Cheap booze. He looks around for the source to find the woman talking to Drake. He starts to listen into their conversation to determine who she is and why she looks like a beat up homeless version of an old Northern Gun model.
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Victor Singer » Fri Aug 10, 2018 8:44 am

Perception: 1d100 = 57% (45% base)
JIC: 1d20 = 18
JIC: 1d100 = 12


Victor shrugs and goes back to eating pizza.
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Ecks » Sun Aug 12, 2018 10:01 am

Ecks watches Max perk up. As they listen to the newcomer's conversation with Drake, Ecks asks Max, "Not sure if you have super smell or cat sense or something along those lines, but what can you tell about her?"
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Brianna Clarke » Sun Aug 12, 2018 12:25 pm

Perception: 1d20 = 5
JIC: 1d20 = 4, 1d100 = 82

1d10 = 9

Force Field Belt: 75/75 MDC - activated

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I.S.P. Multiplier: 8/17 (x1)

Gaining control of himself momentarily, he moves the screen so Brianna can see, pointing at the bit about AAPS. In between gasps he whispers out painfully, "What are the chances of that? It looks like there have been a few incidents. Bad omen?" he says before finally realizing that Drake was talking to someone.


Brianna's thoughts are diverted from Mesi's comment as Ecks starts to choke on the pizza he's eating. She starts to ask if he's ok, but he seems to get it under control pretty quickly. Reading the screen, Brianna's eyes widen in shock as she whispers, ”What the hell? That's crazy! That does kind of concern me though – if we tell people we're AAPS, there's a very good chance it will not elicit a positive response.”

Brianna looks over when the drunken newcomer stumbles into the pizza place. She can tell something is odd about her, but isn't exactly sure what it is. 'Where did she come from? How did she get here?' Brianna wonders to herself.
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Ecks » Sun Aug 12, 2018 5:17 pm

Nodding Ecks takes a drink of water to calm his windpipe. "Yeah. What are the chances though? What's up with this person though? Look at her. This place just keeps getting weirder. I guess we should say hi." he says, moving to where Drake and Quinn are.

"Everything ok?" he says approaching the gaggle at the door.
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Maniacal Laugh » Mon Aug 13, 2018 2:10 am

Local Conditions wrote:The Big Apple
  • Location: The Garden
  • Population: Unknown
  • Time: 0615 Wednesday, September 10 XXXXCE
  • Ley Line Activity: None
  • Weather: 45, overcast, no wind
  • Visibility: Good, bright city lights, it's not dark
  • I.S.P. Condition (Brianna): Normal x1

https://drive.google.com/open?id=1UOyeDx8T_U-9y55sXnGS1HFAek4&usp=sharing

NO TIME HAS EVER GONE TO WASTE (Ecks, Bri, Drake, Mink, Sel, Victor, Max, Quinn!!!)
Introductions abound as the seemingly impossible happens: another person from AAPS time has emerged, literally stumbling into the middle of the group's pizza breakfast.

Sel puts that on the back burner. She researches more into this race. It is a very old school thing in some ways. No one knows the track until it's start time. No one except the race organizers, that is more likely.

For a change, Mink doesn't actually notice anything about the newcomer, beyond the obvious drunkenness. It's only when the others start to point things out does she clue in.*

Mesi says to Bri, The fabric of the universe weak in this dimension. It is easier to come and go.

Max draws an undue amount of attention, and combined with the appearance (and appearance!) of Quinn, the whole gaggle of time travelers is started to be an item of note for the few other patrons.

And the proprietor.

Hey, yoos, whatever yoos ares, yoos causin' a ruckus. Keep it down or yoos pay up and leave. Dat damned cat better not left no furballs or saprayses on ma bench."

What are you doing?

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  • Had to call to that out, you know, Mink doesn't fail the perception that often!
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Maximillian O'Malley » Tue Aug 14, 2018 3:09 pm

Perception: 1d100 = 9
JIC: 1d20 = 15
JIC: 1d100 = 54

Max stands and stretches and yawns. A few minutes of nap feels good. Ready to take on the world.

Until the pizza man insults him. "Hairballs my stubby tailed ass!!" scowls at him. "Oh, I'm a cat. check out the bird I caught you" Max flips him his middle finger, waves him off whatever and turns for the door.

"Lets get go, I can tell where I'm not wanted" He pauses for the newcomer bows and extends his hand.
"Enchanté M'Lady. Come to this time often. Perhaps you would like to accompany us to parts unknown. Looks like you might know the way. My new traveling companions and I are on a mission from god and your welcome to join us." And he motions toward the door. He gets close to her to see if he can smell anything else on her besides the overwhelming scent of McCormick whiskey.
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Quinn » Tue Aug 14, 2018 3:52 pm

Perception: 1d100 = 15 / 24%
JIC: 1d20 = 14 / 1d100 = 47
Conditions: none


Drake wrote:"Oh a doctor, well it's nice to meet you as well Quinntessa Tuttle. As for a way home... We do sort of have a way home, but we have a task we need to take care of first. Why don't you come and talk with my boss Ecks. He'll be able to let you know more of the details."


”Oh, yeah. That's not a problem for me. All you need to do it point him out and I can do the rest.”

Ecks wrote:"Everything ok?" he says approaching the gaggle at the door.


Quinn’s stomach starts in at doing some somersaults. She holds her abdominal region to help ease some of the pain. Her drunk munchies starts to kick in. Food is almost the only thought she can keep on her head. Boy, does that pizza sure smells good. With some food on my stomach, I should be able to think a little clearer. Wonder if anyone heard my request for a slice. No. Home first. Gotta get home. ”Ok? Well, that's a relative term. Physically, I am ok but emotionally, that's a different question. Also if you consider that I don't belong here, then I am probably not ok. I am alive and kicking. There’s not much else I could expect anyways.”

Quinn sways back and forth a little as she talks to the group that has gathered around her. She takes a moment here and there to look around the establishment. Avoiding any prolonged eye contact. Her vertigo flaring up anytime she stops and looks at anything for more than a few seconds.

If Ecks is pointed out to Quinn, then she'll ask the following. ”So, I was wondering if there is any possibility that I could come along with your crew, at least until I get home? I am a doctor and my skills will be at your disposal, if that helps any. Otherwise, Quinn will keep quiet unless someone comes up to her and continues the conversation.

Proprietor wrote: ”Hey, yoos, whatever yoos ares, yoos causin' a ruckus. Keep it down or yoos pay up and leave. Dat damned cat better not left no furballs or saprayses on ma bench."


Ruckus?! This guy doesn't like to have fun. If he wants a ruckus then I give him one. On second thought, I better not. Don't want to give these new people any reason to leave me behind. Better just keep my mouth shut, then.
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Quinn » Tue Aug 14, 2018 4:35 pm

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Maximillian wrote:"Enchanté M'Lady. Come to this time often. Perhaps you would like to accompany us to parts unknown. Looks like you might know the way. My new traveling companions and I are on a mission from god and your welcome to join us."


”Thank you. The offer is most welcomed but unfortunately I don't know the way. Mission from god, huh. If it helps me get home, then sign me up.” Quinn nods and accepts Max’s outstretched hand. When Max motions towards the door, she hesitates and waits for some of the others to follow suit. Not wanting to seem too eager to head out and also to wait for confirmation from the group leader.
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Selenidaria » Tue Aug 14, 2018 5:55 pm

Perception: 1d100 = 25/34% (49% when dealing with magic, machines, or their combination)
Just in Case: 1d100 = 10/1d20 = 3

Sel listens to what Mink has to say, and what was first youthful optimism has turned into seriousness as she considers what she had to say on the matter, as well as the possibility of injury. But even still, she was determined to give this a go, and to be completely honest the thought of competing in a contest of a physical nature had her adrenaline pumping in her veins, so when Mink offered to give her a crash course on the matter, Sel happily and enthusiastically said "Sure thing!"

Further searches for the course for tonight's race didn't yield any results, but to be perfectly honest she wasn't surprised by that at all. As open and public (for a lack of a better term) as the port was, posting anything alluding to what the route was going to be online would have been bad news, but she still felt it was worth the effort to see if she could find out the information online first before resorting to scouting the port by air. She realized that this too would be a risky proposition as the organizers for the race probably were going to be in the port or very near it this close to the race, and if it looked like there was a drone doing surveillance of the port prior to the race, or any government officials thought someone was trying to spy on the port for nefarious reasons, it could turn ugly real fast. Before leaving the computer terminal, she makes one final search on the web for different types of services that could be provided by a drone. (Computer Operation 1d100 = 34/67%)

As she finishes using the terminal, the owner tells off Max and she can only shake her head at the fact that they were beginning to draw attention to themselves. Max is rather insistent on them leaving, but this time Sel thinks he may have the right idea, if only for the wrong reasons. She steps near to Ecks and talks low, saying to him "We're beginning to draw attention to ourselves, so it may be prudent to relocate ourselves. Any leads on where we can go to hole up for a few hours so the Max can nap some more?"
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Ecks » Wed Aug 15, 2018 6:45 am

Perception: 1d100 = 78/85%
JIC: 1d20 = 10/1d100 = 74

Ecks makes his introduction to Quinn. "I'm Ecks. I'm thinking that Sel is right. It's time for us to relocate. Box up what's left of the pizza and let's get out of here." he says to everyone present. Seeing Max get riled, he quietly says "Easy now. No need to drum up too much attention just yet."

He picks up his gear and waits for everyone else to do the same. Once outside, be begins follow the map Sel had brought up. "Let's start for the Jersey Port. I am betting we can find a place to idle there." And with that he walks "casually" but directly, do his best to observe and follow local behaviour patterns.

While on the road, Ecks jumps into the conversation with Drake and Quinn. "Sorry to jump in, but you're familiar with Merctown? How did you get here?"
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Quinn » Wed Aug 15, 2018 6:29 pm

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Ecks wrote:"Sorry to jump in, but you're familiar with Merctown? How did you get here?"


”Umm, I don't think that I would use the term familiar but I have been there a handful of times. As for how I got here?” Quinn scratches her as she contemplates on her next course of words. She catches herself as he trips over her own feet. A half gracious fall followed by a quick snap upright to catch herself. ”Woah. That was close. Anyway, let's just say I took a job that turned out to be a trip down the rabbit hole. If you know what I’m saying. If you want more details, I can tell you when we get back home, it's kindda long story.”
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Ecks » Thu Aug 16, 2018 6:22 am

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The operator looks Quinn over and quickly accesses her state. "Well, if you're wanting to hitch a ride with us, we've got an errand here. If you're coming with us you might want to sober up if you want to stay alive. There's some bad juju at work here. Other than being a doctor, are you any good in a fight? I don't know what's going on but there are some high end supernatural forces at work here and I'm expecting the worst." Ecks says. His tone however isn't flecked with emotion. It's all pretty flat as if he were speaking of a flat tire.
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Victor Singer » Thu Aug 16, 2018 3:25 pm

Perception: 1d100 = 92% (45% base)
JIC: 1d20 = 10
JIC: 1d100 = 80

As he sits there watching the people walk by on the sidewalk, Victor gets to thinking about the power suits and this race some more. He pulls out his own hand held computer and logs into a local network. Once he is online, he first looks for this race and the details about either the suits taking part in it (such as prominent named racers and the spec on their suits) or if that does not exist, the restrictions and requirements for suits allowed into the race. Once he has that data, he begins a search for all "competition" level suits available on the market as well as performance upgrades parts for such suits. Finally, he compares not just his own suit specs but the specs of Mink's, Sel's, and Drake's suits as well to the specifications of the suits in this time and place that are likely to be found in a competition of this type. He will make note of any other PA-sports activities and the suits used in those should any come up during his search.


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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Quinn » Thu Aug 16, 2018 3:48 pm

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Ecks wrote:"Well, if you're wanting to hitch a ride with us, we've got an errand here. If you're coming with us you might want to sober up if you want to stay alive. There's some bad juju at work here. Other than being a doctor, are you any good in a fight? I don't know what's going on but there are some high end supernatural forces at work here and I'm expecting the worst."


Sober? What the hell? Who does he think he is, my mother? Psh. He doesn't know me or how I function. Typical male chauvinist. Better let this one go. I need the ride home. Quinn gives Ecks a warm smile before answering. ”I’ll be just fine once I get some food in me, I'm pretty hungry. Too bad I’m not a witch doctor, otherwise I could deal with your bad juju.” Quinn lets out a slight chuckle. She places her hand upon her pistol. Making sure she hadn’t left it behind somewhere.She keeps pace with Ecks as the continue to walk doen the street. ”I ain’t no juicer or anything but I at least can hold my own with a knife or pistol. As my mom would always tell me “Plan for the worst, pray for the best”. I am not afraid to get my hands dirty or even bloody. Just tell me what you need done and I'll do my best to provide the support.”
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Re: BACK IN TIME

Postby Ecks » Thu Aug 16, 2018 4:47 pm

((rolls carried))

Ecks listens to Quinn's assurance that food will set her right. He says, "Want some pizza? Not sure how many slices are left but if it's OK with Minkowski you might as well grab a slice."

He also notices Victor among the others getting excited about the run. It does seem like fun. Certainly an interesting sport." he considers to himself. He personally is more interested in the buildings they might find there. This world is bizarre on a whole different level.

Quinn continues on, outlining her general combat abilities. "Well good to hear. What can you do for teleporting us to the other side of the ocean?" he says straight faced.
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