Events are going fast. The Savvyhead is supposed to be the one with plans and answers for every situation, and so far we've suffered confusion and deception and the info rolls hardly keep up with developments.
Interesting; I've never seen one in action.
I hope during the more action-y parts we'll have a chance to MacGyver up some crazy-ass traps and bombs on the fly. So far, however, most of the plot has been social stuff. We actually have a specifically social move, Oftener Right, but it depends on another character asking for advice. Too bad it's not a multiplayer game.
Indeed, I should be throwing more Savvyhead stuff in, but things have been going thick and fast. Tell you what though, just say the word and I'll be happy to have MacGyvering.
On a sidenote, loving the analysis of Defurne Howe and its inhabitants. We're really getting a sense of it.
Also, really liked Crazyabe's answer for Hangman. Hope to see more from you!
"Mice," you hold up a single finger. His eyes dart back between you, the buggy, the fight, back to you.
He nods.
You don't have to manipulate him or nothing, he's more than happy to check for supplies.
You turn around and yell "YORKY!"
Her head snaps to look at you with bared teeth, but at least this time she's smart enough (with the assistance of a few Weaverbird kin) hold Krone down by shoving the shotgun against his neck. A few Dogheads are pushing and shoving, trying to get past the Weaverbirds, but for now it's just pushing and shoving.
"How much you take from the stockpiles, Yorky?" you say. "Let me guess... Six?"
A flash of guilt, as you expect.
The crowd starts focusing on you, with bewildered faces on both sides.
"And Krone," you say. "I'm imagining that if I checked the Ozair stockpiles, I'd find a few missing bottles. You told Kara to take as much as she could carry, didn't you?"
Krone gives a lobsided grin: he's missing a few teeth than he was before.
Yorky lifts up her shotgun from Krone's neck and points at you. The whole crowd is getting riled up: Weaverbird sees it as "You think I'm gonna stand here and take this? I should shoot you down!"
"Then shoot 'em down," Krone says. "Fuck's sake, you ain't even fired a warning shot."
"I don't shoot people down, Krone," Yorky says, turning her face to him. "Cos I ain't a goddamn maniac like that bitch standing over--"
Going Aggro
Dice: 8
+0hard
=8, MIXED RESULTThe bullet skirts across his forehead, cutting it open like a knife opening up a pig's belly. You can see bits of brain poking out the front: even if he's still breathing after that, he might as well be dead. The whole crowd has their jaws on the floor. All the crows nesting in the rooftires of the yurts all fly away at once, a cacophony of caws, the only noise in this dead quiet. Yorky jumps off Krone's body and holds up her hands, then desperately tries to wipe the blood off on her shirt. Everyone's looking at you.
You tuck the pistol back up your sleeve. "Try being a maniac sometime," you say. "I just solved your problem, and I'm about to solve another right now. Mice, report!"
"Six bottles, like you said!" Mice calls from the truck.
You smile under the mask. "When I'm right," you say as you hop onto the truck. "I'm right."
"You crazy son of a bitch," Yorky splutters. "You're not walking out of Deferne Howe after killing a stakeholder!"
"Correct," you say, leaning out of the window. "I'm driving out."
The truck speeds away, leaving Deferne Howe and entering Dustbowl Tau.
The taufruit common fields just outside the gates fade away into dust and mud, rocky monoliths and broken down fences when this was all fertile. The dune buggy is just a dot on the horizon but after half a klick you're getting closer and closer. The adrenaline's worn off, and even with Mice giving you a replay of all the cool shit you just did (Excerpt: "And then you were like,
I'm driving out, oh my God, how did you even think of that?"), you're really starting to wonder if you made the right call there.
Not helped when Hangman's voice comes on the radio, saying "Kim, this is Hangman, what are you doing, over."
You pick up the mic and speak into it, "Hangman, me and Mice are driving out to help Kara and--"
"I know.
I can see you."
The backwindow explodes and the little toy Mice hangs off the rearview mirror gets a bullet right through it. Mice swerves on the dirt road and your ears are ringing like crazy, but you can still hear Hangman saying
"More importantly, so can Abe."
You cringe. Abe of the Jacksons rivals Mako for age, but what Mako has in spinning a good yarn, Abe has in shooting a guy's head off with a hi-powered rifle at a thousand paces.
"Turn back now," Hangman says. "I have questions."
"Hangman," you say, keeping your head low as it can go. "Listen to--"
"No, Kim, listen to me," Hangman says. "You don't walk into the middle of town and shoot down a man in broad daylight. I don't care what you're thinking, I don't care what your motives are. You know the rules. You can appeal for clemency, you can swing the jury your way, you can pay the Dogheads for what they lost, but you cannot run. Even if Abe misses... I won't."
"What the fuck do we do, Kim?!" Mice yells.
Priority QuestionsWhat Mice said.
Secondary QuestionsWhat does Taufruit taste like?
What's that noise Mice makes when he's scared?
How do you feel about Dustbowl Tau?