Grab a pocketful of money, head down into the corridor and from there the lounge.
[Swag 4+1] Wad of bucks? No self respecting pirate gangster is
just gonna take a wad of bucks! Clearwater pockets a hefty looking gold ingot scored from a bank robbery a couple weeks ago and wanders to the lounge. He sits down at a table before he hears someone kick down the door. Great. Clearwater clutches his baseball bat. Sounds like its coming from the main bar.
Jak sensing his new job is in danger goes into a stall and grabs a lid from the top of one of the toilet tanks.
Flying higher than a Georgia pine, Jak moseys over to the men's bathroom. Feeling a bout of sudden, if ironically justified fit of paranoia, Jak goes to weaponize the porcelain throne! [Swag:4] Good thing not
everything in this bar is pirate, or the thug might have found himself with a paltry wooden board. Instead, Jak arms himself with a more sensible rectangular hunk of ceramic.
Harry take a swig of beergrog!
[Swag:6] Harry looks at his half-filled bottle of muddled rum with bravado...and chugs the entire bottle! Oh shit, that..was a bit much...b-b-bit..spinny..spinny...spin spin. EURGH, WHY! The man picks up the now empty bottle and drunkenly wander in circles around the backroom table, muttering to himself.
Sensing something is up, Chalks goes to hide in the hallway.
Chalks senses some trouble afoot and books it into the hallway to find some cover! [swag:1-1] He ineffectually ducks behind a garbage bin. Two problems, though. A) The fella is just to big to effectively hide behind such an object. B) He's holding the pool cue straight up, so it's acting like a huge "See this guy here?" sign.
Kick in the door, Uzis at the ready, gangsta style.
Shout at the top of my lungs, "I heard somebody's been movin' product without payin' homage to ol' Johnny!"
[Toughness 6-1] Twoface easily kicks the door open and barges into the bar area!
"I heard somebody's been movin' product without payin' homage to ol' Johnny!" he shouts out, guns at the ready....Whoever is here...doesn't seem to be answering the door!
use the wall on the outside as cover and wait
[mundane] Seeing part of the gang rush into the bar, Moby remains outside and positions himself by the busted door, crossbow at the ready.
Help Johhny kick in the door. Punch anyone who gets in our way. Grab something to use as a weapon.
Door's already busted homie! Da Bear scans the immediate bar area for anything useful [Swag:4-1] The big guy goes over to one of the many chairs and wrenches a leg off of one. Simple and crude.
Barge into the nearest room and scream:
"Now this be our hood, bitches!"
And proceed to back away to my nearest homie with a gat.
Stack up with Bear an' John, and cover any angles they miss. Did I remember to bring the spray-can?
Once Johnny is done...
"...No slimy fucks fuck with Da Killas an' live!"
Fenrir and Stan both follow Bear and Twoface and shout thier respective threats:
"Now this be our hood, bitches!"
"...No slimy
fucks with Da Killas an' live!"
No response. But the two gangsters has made their intent loud and clear. Shit's about to go
down! [Swag:2-1] Fenrir goes to grab his spray can...and realizes he left it back in the alleyway across town last night. DAMMIT!
Does handling a meat cleaver fall under Toughness or Skillz?
"Ahhh, fresh meat!"
Sprint into the lounge and take cover behind the bar counter. Examine the situation in more detail:
- Where did the enemy come from, the parking lot or the front entrance?
- Are there any tables in the bar and restaurant area? Are they thick enough to stop small arms fire?
- Is there a gun or anything of that sort stashed under the stand?
Hearing the commotion near the front, Anaconda dashes into the lounge and hops over the smaller bar counter to assess the situation...
A) From the voices, its pretty obvious that the opposition has barged in through the flimsy front door.
B) You remember that, yes, there are obviously a bunch of tables in the restaurant area. They seem like they might help against low caliber stuff, but if someone is packing a shotgun, then it ain't gonna be of help.
C) [Swag:1-1] Shit, there ain't no gun here! Maybe in the main bar counter, but again, you're not quite sure...
DA LOWDOWN
Da KillasJohnny Twoface: Bar/Restaurant
Health: All Good
Inventory: VecRay Uzi Machine Pistols {x2} (30/30) + (4) mags
Tyrone "Fenrir" Nash: Bar/Restaurant
Health: All Good
Inventory: Molovich Magnum Pistol (7/7) + (3) mags
Steamy Stan: Bar/Restaurant
Health: All Good
Inventory: ice pick
Da Bear: Bar/Restaurant
Health: All Good
Inventory: Chair leg
Moby Dick:Outside Entrance
Health: All Good
Inventory: crossbow (15)
Land PiratesJak: Bathroom
Health: All Good
Inventory: Toilet Tank Lid
Chalks:Back hallway
Health: All Good
Inventory: pool cue
Nickel-back:Backroom
Health: Drunk out of his mind (-1 to smoothness, skillz +1 swag)
Inventory: Bowmaker 81 semi-automatic pistol (8/8) +(4) mags, empty bottle
Eric Clearwater: Lounge
Health: All Good
Inventory: baseball bat, gold ingot
Anaconda: Lounge, behind bar counter
Health: All Good
Inventory: Cleaver