Cyrus Wolfe (maxicaxi): I buy a book on gun making and I read it. {6}
Johnny Bison (rawr359): Clean the car. {1}
Howard Finley (Dervin): Help Johnny clean the car. {5}
Rolf Gramerie (wolfchild): While the others are working on the car, meditate and focus my ki. {4}
Dan McCoy (Flintus10): Discuss going to the bar/head around town looking for rumors. {4}
Henry Dezrick (Grakelin):
Turn 9: Deal at the Docks.
"I'm heading out for a bit. I need some books."
Cyrus spends a while wandering around town, looking for a shop that sells gunsmithing books. They're harder to come by than he thought so he decides to order online. Using a prepaid credit card, he orders $150 worth of books which are due to arrive the day after tomorrow. The internet's a wonderful thing, really.
"Johnny and I'll clean the car, seems like it should be a priority. Henry, do you have any quilts or blankets? Ideally we'd tear out all the upholstery and replace it, but we need something done quick."
"I should have some spares, but let me ask why, exactly, are you relying on me for everything? Both the hideout and the car are mine, we meet at my house constantly --" He's interrupted.
"Listen, this is just a bit of a stopgap; we need someplace to do this, and you're the only one who actually has a house. We sure as hell can't meet at an apartment, and Rolf still lives with his mom. I think Looie might've had a place, but..."
"Once we're 'raking in the dough', so to speak, we move to a better location."
"Right."
"Johnny, go grab some cleaning products. I'll grab the blankets."
Johnny appropriates some bleach and lysol, getting to work almost immediately. By the time Howard arrives with the blankets, the seats had been all but ruined -- the bloodstain was still visible but the location surrounding it was completely washed out.
"What the fuck are you doing? You use peroxide to get the stain out. Bleach only covers it up a bit -- peroxide will eliminate the blood completely. Haven't you done this before?"
Johnny hands the cleaning over to Howard, who's apparently more experienced. He joins Rolf, whose mind is focused readily on meditation. He's calmed his heart and strengthened his body, something Johnny barely understands. He seems to be almost completely at ease!
Meanwhile, Howard and a quick use of a semi-water solution, the fabric regains much of its natural color. Peroxide bleaches the upholstery slightly but it's barely noticeable. In about half an hour, the stain's completely gone with only a slightly off-color patch remaining. The blood that had pooled at the bottom soaked into the carpet -- tearing out the carpet was easier than cleaning that stain. With some blankets and quilts, it's easy enough to hide any signs of tampering.
Meanwhile, Dan had hit the town looking for rumors. He bounced from bar to bar, getting slightly tipsy along the way. By the time he reunited with the others, he had more than his fair share of drinks.
"Hey guys! I'm back. Heard some good stuff, and uh..."
Motioning to some figure outside, a man wearing mostly black steps inside.
"This is Alexander Erikson. I figured we'd need a driver and he's outta work. Used to teach, actually, maybe he'll get along with Dezrick."
"So now there're 7 people in our happy little gang. Wonderful. This started out with just the 5 of us, you know, and now -- now we're taking in so much new blood, hell, we might as well just put up 'help wanted' signs around the neighborhood. What made you think this was a good idea?"
"He already knows, so it's not like we can just kick him out or something. Besides, he has a car."
With a sigh from the members, Dan continues.
"About what I heard, well, there's a huge heroin deal going down tonight, out by the docks. A cartel's pawning its excess off to the street gangs around here. I heard a few guys talking about setting an ambush, killing them all, then taking the drugs and money. I don't know how much they're moving, probably not a lot, but it's gonna be one of the biggest deals this city's seen."
"We're not going to kill members of a goddamned cartel. That's an excellent way to get ourselves and everyone we know hunted down, tortured, killed and buried or burned alive, just for the hell of it."
"They don't have much power over this city -- too many low-level street gangs to consolidate. If they wanted to, they could swoop in and take control, but I don't think they're interested. 'sides, they'd have to contend with every other mob who's thinking about moving in here. What I'm saying, is that we're not the only people who're thinking about showing up at that deal. Every group of street crooks and their pals who heard about it are thinking the same thing. It's going to be hell over there. With any luck they'll all kill each other, but whoever does get outta there has got to be hurting. We could watch over the exits and nab whoever tries to get away."
"Sounds like a good way to get ourselves killed. What about police? If you overheard that from a few hours of eavesdropping, the cops have to be onto it. Did you even think this through?"
"Cops or no cops, the reward outweighs the risk."
Convenience Store:
This store is situated in a particularly unsavory neighborhood. It borders the industrial sector.
Shut down.
Industrial Sector:
A couple miles away from the convenience store.
Lots of deals go down in the warehouses here.
Downtown:
The Barking Spider: Probably a bar of some sort. 'Bull' apparently invited McCoy and Dezrick here. Might be a decent place to pick up a few jobs?
Docks:
Heroin Deal: A cartel's meeting one of the larger street gangs in a few hours. They plan on moving a large amount of product.
Travis: Gun dealer. Specializes in pistols, prices are marked up above retail.
Vehicles:
1993 Nissan Altima, decent condition. The seats are pretty much spotless. The carpet is torn up, not unusual for a car its age. The trunk is filled with scrap.
1997 Volkswagen Jetta, decent condition.
Hideouts:
Old shed in Henry's backyard.
It has an old wooden table and some rotting shelves. You could probably store a large item or two here.
Disguises:
6 ski masks.
Items:
$100, Looie's share.
249 9mm rounds.
100 .45ACP rounds.
Status: At ease. +1 to his next roll.
Skills: +1 to CQC!
Guns:
Glock 17 -- Durability ??/100 -- Ammo: 17+1/17, 9mm.
Inventory: $500.
Crimes: Accessory to murder, theft.
Skills: +1 to rolls involving numbers, +1 to teaching rolls.
Inventory: $500.
Crimes: Accessory to murder, theft, vandalism.
Status: Tipsy. Probably shouldn't drive.
Skills: +1 to talking rolls
Guns:
Colt SCG -- Durability: 74/100 -- Ammo: 9+1/9, .45ACP.
Inventory: $500
Crimes: Accessory to murder, theft.
Skills: +1 to mechanics!
Inventory: $300, toolbox.
Crimes: Accessory to murder, theft.
Skills: +1 to shooting, +1 to cleaning.
Guns:
Stallard Arms JS -- Durability: ??/?? -- Ammo: 8+1/8, 9mm.
Inventory: $500,
spotless knife.
Crimes: Murder, theft.
Skills: +1 to parkour.
Guns:
Glock 17 -- Durability: ??/100 -- Ammo: 17+1/17, 9mm.
Skills: +1 to driving.
Inventory: $100
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Topic: Criminal RTD Turn 13: A man left behind. (Read 18024 times)