Cow TowerRest up a bit and scrounge around for food and supplies. (matches, firestarter, stuff to make into a small pack.) Does anyone live here?
[Sandeep rolled 3+4+1wits=8]
No one had lived here properly but in the base of the tower he finds a burnt out campfire from someone passing through here within the last few months. There's some empty cans in a pile, and in one of them, kept dry from the rain, someone has left a plastic lighter. Sandeep flicks it and there's still a spark. Under the cans there's a single can of baked beans with a ring pull. The last dregs of someone's stash. He rests a while here, but it's cold and draughty in the tower and barely provides cover from the rain. After an hour or so, the rain starts to let off.
Gated CommunityUse Eidetic Memory to think back to when she saw the tractor. Try to figure out if there are any weak points on it.
[Sandra rolled 4+2+0weird-1headache=5]
Sandra tries to cast her mind back to the incident at the tractor. But all she can think of is that grey-faced man in the dark sunglasses reaching his hand towards her. He had nothing in his hand, and yet there had been such an intense pain. Like an electric shock. Could he some kind of mutant? What could they be planning to do? A rising sense of unease fills Sandra's gut.Sandra gained +1 tally for critical failure.
With nothing in particular he needs to be doing, Issac looks around the room for anything worthy of note while he waits.
Seeing little else to do, Kam will look around for notes or books that don't seem ancient. He'll also check the cupboards where the tea and biscuits came from to see if there are more and also if they appear poisoned. If they seem safe, chow down.
[Isaac rolled 3+6+3wits=12]
[Kam rolled 4+3+1wits=8]
At first glance Isaac sees nothing so unusual in the room. They have working electric lights, which indicates a power source. Snaked under the side board is a huge power cable with an unfamiliar thick round connector at the end. Kam fills up on a stock of biscuits in the cupboard. They're clearly inexpertly homemade without much access to sugar or anything sweeter than dried fruit bits. But they're wholesome and filling.
"The children make those biscuits," says Father Michael as he re-enters the room. "I'm led to believe they're getting better all the time. I'm sorry for the disturbance. Now where were we... oh yes. I was going to ask you fine gentlemen where you hail from. Pardon me but I don't think those are Norfolk accents..."
ArenaCharge the yeti, and slide between its legs. Climb up his hairy legs and back, and put him in a choke hold. Pray that his swoleness puts him at a disadvantage when trying to remove him.
[El Tigre rolled 3+2+2body+1luchador-1raining=7]
El Tigre charges and slides under RIPAlbion39's legs and ascends his back. The climb is hard as the yeti's fur is slick form the rain. The burst of effort is exhausting and the wrestler clings from the neck, unable to apply enough pressure to make a dent in the beast's massive musculature.
"Puny fleshling!" the yeti barks as he tries in vain to stretch up to his own back.
"Lead him over here!" Helen hisses, whipping her tentacles towards the yeti, just out of reach.El Tigre is a puffed out.
Grab the whistle and raincoat, then look around some more, if I can't find anything interesting inside I'll go look around the car park outside.
[Goldstine rolled 6+5+2wits=13]
Goldstine looks up in an office and finds, faded on the desk, a small printout from an online newspaper.CANARIES SING NO MOREApril 21st 2041
Norwich City FC is latest FA casualty of the uploxing craze. The club ended its storied 139 year history yesterday going into bankruptcy with no buyers forthcoming. The club had faced declining audience turnout. The Norfolk area has been hit hard by Grey Tuesday, and population has been halving every month with bonded uploxing particularly prevalent. This is another nail in the coffin for the English Football League, with a restructure planned for the next season due to the closure of 3 out of every 5 clubs."IT'S A TRAGEDY," a drone intones, hovering into the room. "I WAS A MAN CITY FAN, FOR MY SINS. THEY LASTED A FEW MONTHS LONGER THAN NORWICH."Due to his cabinet armour having soaked most of the blow, Goldstine is no longer bruised.
Aeroplane GraveyardAmoretto looks at his thumb, then at all the decaying airplanes.
“If you guys are willing to stop for a bit at the planes, I think I could probably take some of the scrap metal on them and make some bullets or rudimentary armor or something.”
[Amoretto rolled 4+3+0empathy+1engineer+1keep=9]
"Yeah alright," says Frog. "But keep it quick. We've got to get a move on for our drop off."
Amoretto looks about. He doesn't have the tools for bullet making, even if he did find a primer and powder here... but he does think he has time to either siphon a bit of aeroplane fuel from one of the tanks, or tear off some good quality scrap metal for armour.
Theodore incoming...
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