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Author Topic: <Syndicate>: Sequel Preparation - Vote on the Sequel's Location!  (Read 143534 times)

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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 74: Court Drama
« Reply #1425 on: December 19, 2013, 06:24:34 pm »

((I just realized, RTD PC is at the same number of turns as this. Nice job on making it this far with both, TCM!))

((Thanks. Writing up the next turn as we speak.))
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1426 on: December 23, 2013, 02:18:36 am »

Chapter 75: The Life of a Cell


"Uh...sure. But first, wanna see a card trick? I'll bet you one of those items of yours you can't figure out how it's done. If you can, you can have the watch I have in my pocket here. What do you say?"

Pull the best card trick I know on him.

Aaron decides that he'll turn the Vice Lord's offer of drugs into a way to pocket some cash. "Uh...sure. But first, wanna see a card trick? I'll bet you one of those items of yours you can't figure out how it's done. If you can, you can have the watch I have in my pocket here. What do you say?" The Lord looks at Aaron with an expression of quizzical suspicion, but then decides to accept the deal after glancing at his Silver Watch. "Alright, you're on man. Try me out." (Trick Roll: 3)  Aaron pulls out his deck, blindly shuffling it, and pulls out a random card, displaying it face-up away from him. "This is your card. Remember it, alright?" Aaron places the card in the center of the deck, shuffling it again. He then pulls a random card out again, "Was your card the King of Hearts?"

The Vice Lord drug dealer is taken by surprise. "Damn! I didn't know you were serious," he says followed by a chuckle. Aaron looks to see his prizes, when drops the cards on the floor. The dealer looks down, his expression suddenly turning frustrated when he looks at the scattered playing cards. "Wait a second! You're whole deck is just King of Hearts! That's bullshit!"

"Just a second."

Text the others, asking if I can show them the pub. If I get two Y more then N, then show it to them. Otherwise, try to talk my way out of it.

Thomas turns around from the teens, sending out an all-Syndicate text about bringing them back home to the base.

Buy a brand new top of the line internet connection for the pub. Then carry out the previous action of making the website once it's set up.

Search online for a university in the town that gives doctor/surgery training and one that does a night course in computer programming.


Joe Michael's first order of business is to get new Internet for the Pub. He heads out for a few minutes to a nearby electronics shop, and manages to get a decent Router with most of his money. (-$70) (+Wireless Router) He uses the Router to set up an improved Internet system for the Pub. With a faster, better connection, he goes off to create a website.
[Computer Science: 3+1]
Within the space of a couple hours, Joe's website is up and running, with all the necessary implements and information. Now, all to do is to wait for contacts to start coming in.

In the meantime, he scours the web looking for some specific university courses. They are indeed available at Licheville University, but they sure aren't free.

University Courses:

Computer Programing: $60 Per Hour
Intensive Surgical Programme: $90 Per Hour


Check whats up with Joe and the interet, then have a sniff around for what went on at the docks - check the gutter press and what our "clients know.

Ryan checks up with Joe, and finds that the new guy has managed to set up a better Internet connection for the pub. After making sure everything is alright, Ryan heads down for the Docks.

When he gets to the area, he finds the whole warehouse covered with yellow tape and filling with police. He attempts to talk to the gutter press, but they seem distracted with trying to find ways to sensationalize the story, such as trying to figure out which celebrity to link to the drug dealing. However, Ryan is able to find some information from a few vagrants hanging out around the sight. One of them, sitting on a curb and clutching a bottle, is able to tell him this; "Yeah, I heard a few thugs were trying to run the place, led by this sod from Jamaica. Idiot let some undercover pigs right in, can you believe it? All of his gang got turned in, buncha' cunts if you ask me." He takes a gulp of liquor.

Text my apprentices, tell them I want to see them at the pub. then head back, also look for any druggies who may be interested in some painkillers.

Mason texts his apprentices to meet him back at the Pub. On his way back, he peeks into an alleyway and spots a stringy looking fellow. "Hey there, want to buy some painkillers mate?" The junkie runs up to him, "I AIN'T GOT MONEY. I'LL SUCK YOUR COCK THOUGH. I'LL SUCK YOUR COCK FOR THAT ONE BOTTLE, GIMMIE' THOSE PILLS BOY."

After leaving the addict unconscious, Mason makes it back to the Pub. Paul and Sean are waiting for him on the steps.

"Focking cocksuckers,
*sigh*
I hate guns"

Pick up the gun the Vice Lord dropped, tell the other footsoldiers to grab the fatally injured footsoldier, while I go grab Berk
Fuck off back to the Pub for medical aid, blast anyone that gets in our way


Trent displays his dismay for firearms as he grabs the Pistol. (+Pistol) He gets his footsoldiers to carry the wounded man, as he runs out the alleyway and lets Berk ride onto his shoulder. The group of them slowly make their way back to the Pub.

On the way back, a group of Vice Lords taunts them from across the street. "Looks like y'all got fucked up good!"
[Trent Pistol: 1]
Trent shoots the gun, and not only does he miss, but the recoil of the gun sends it flying out of his hand, and directly into a nearby sewer entrance. The Lords laugh heartily. Well, at least they haven't discovered the bodies yet. Trent brushes past them and manages to get back to the Pub without anymore encounters.

Great (Not Really) News: Everyone seems gone except for Mason, his crew, and the new guys who are walking around. And that one footsoldier is getting closer to bleeding to death with every minute.

Return, if possible.

A taxi cab parks in front of the Pub, and William steps out. "Well, that situation was much easier to handle than I expected."

William Gerais has reentered the Syndicate!

Tell the guys to stick together, and not to let the clump get broken up. Try to find some place out of the way of the crowd, but if we get caught up, tell them to feel free to fight back, just don't break away form the group. No knives unless they're in real danger.

Dave commands the Syndicate to bunch up into a single group. As the cluster heads out of the stadium, clutching their knives underneath their clothing, chaos is already beginning. There is screaming, cars being smashed, waste bins being tossed. Police are already starting to clobber and make arrests. Soon, visibility is decreasing as smoke fills the air. Doug speaks up, "Shit, it looks like some of them are looting the stores on the street where the Pub is at, and they're getting closer."

Head outside, contact a couple of old Haitian friends.

Thomas makes some calls outside to some old friends. (5) He gets on the line with Markus Deantony, an old drinking buddy, as well as a link between Thomas and multiple old acquaintances. "Thomas! Brother, how are you doing? It's been so long. How is England treating you?"

Nope I don't want to ring anyone

Blake makes his phoning intentions clear to his guard. The guard shrugs, "Your call kid. Time to go to bad boy university." Blake is escorted outside into a car, and seated in the back. After being driven for a couple hours, he arrives at the prison facility. As he is forced into the place, he's forced to hand over all his belongings, (he was smart enough to toss the gun out beforehand) and allowed to change into his uniform in private. (-First Aid Kit, 3 Painkillers, Snub-Nose Revolver, Monkey Wrench) (+Prison Uniform) Donning the orange suit, he is labeled Convict #W2733. He's led through a set of doors by two prison guards, and into 'Cell Block A'. After being placed in his Cell, Blake looks around at his extremely humble bed, mirror, and toilet. Now, all he has to do is figure out what to do in here.

Spoiler: Prison! (click to show/hide)

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Strip Mall: $500






Spoiler: Syndicate (click to show/hide)
Spoiler: Kings (click to show/hide)


Whew, two weeks huh? Anyways, we're back on! Sorry for the wait, school and all that. Plus, sometimes it takes me a bit to calculate all the factors of this game. Not just the players, but the other gangs, the police, and any other important group including...secret people.
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1427 on: December 23, 2013, 06:04:25 am »

"Boys I've been thinking, we've been brute forcing our way through problems and that almost got us killed, what would you fellas think about an obstical course, we could practice stealth techniques and keep in shape?"
Spitball some ideas with my assistants.
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1428 on: December 23, 2013, 08:16:28 am »

Circulr text message to all other kings: "So, what is to be done about the docks situation? The filth are all over the place..."
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1429 on: December 23, 2013, 09:34:05 am »

Lead the boys back to the pub, ensuring that we don't look like we're causing trouble. Avoid the police as much as possible just to be sure, though.

To all Syndicate: 'Riot on its way to the pub. Take care.'
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1430 on: December 23, 2013, 09:53:10 am »

Reply: "On my way to help out..."

Head back to the pub - look to defend our assets if needs be.
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1431 on: December 23, 2013, 10:50:14 am »

Tell the barkeeper he should barricade all but the front door and board up the windows.

Check for applications regularly and look for any computer science jobs I can do from here.
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1432 on: December 23, 2013, 11:00:15 am »

"Since I didn't get a response, I'll take that as a yes."

Continue recruiting. Realize I've spent the last 10 turns recruiting these guys.
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1433 on: December 23, 2013, 12:19:43 pm »

Chat with my friend for a while, then go look for another head of the Syndicate.
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1434 on: December 24, 2013, 03:43:46 pm »

"Well. This is an exciting way to be back."
Text all of our people at the pub. Hide anything incriminating and leave. Try to ensure the cops don't notice any of our less than legal ownings. Go to work.
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1435 on: December 24, 2013, 04:20:00 pm »

Just making sure you all know, but when anyone sends a text to everyone in the Syndicate, anyone who has a phone can respond and even have a text conversation with them between turns. Texting is a free action any time, provided you aren't busy with something like running from the police or getting in a shootout.
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1436 on: December 24, 2013, 11:35:33 pm »

"Hey, where's Fyfe?  I've got a man bleeding to death over here!"  Trent shouts out throughout the Pub.
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1437 on: December 28, 2013, 06:33:33 pm »

Circulr text message to all other kings: "So, what is to be done about the docks situation? The filth are all over the place..."
Protect our interests. See if we can get the police on our side.
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1438 on: December 29, 2013, 09:56:35 pm »

"Fuck. Fine, take the watch. I gotta go."

He feels his phone pulsate and gives the guy the watch, trying to rush by him and back to the pub without being followed.
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Re: <Syndicate>: Chapter 75: The Life of A Cell
« Reply #1439 on: January 07, 2014, 06:24:11 pm »

That's 8/10 Players posted that I've counted.
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