Rolf Gramerie (wolfchild): Get armed/stock up on first aid supplies.
Cyrus Wolfe (maxicaxi): I take the car to the local scrap yard and use my share to buy some
scrap, which I take back to the shed. {4}
Henry Dezrick (Grakelin): Have Johnny bring us to the salesman.
Howard Finley (Dervin): Follow Johnny and the rest of the group.
Dan McCoy (Flintus10): Go with the group.
Johnny Bison (rawr359): Reveal the address of the warehouse and chat a bit.
Turn 6: "Shut up, Johnny."
"What, you guys are gonna actually buy guns? I made some crossbows in my youth, I'm sure I can whip something together a firearm. Just let me get some scrap metal."
Cyrus is quick to leave the shed and hop into Dezrick's bloodstained car. They hadn't gotten around to cleaning it yet, but it shouldn't matter too much -- some newspapers over the particularly egregious spots was probably enough. The nearest junkyard was twenty or so miles away, past the outskirts of the city. Surrounded by a high fence, Cyrus approaches the gate.
"Hey, I'm looking to buy some scrap."
The grizzled looking man behind the counter glances up, away from his magazine.
"Yeah, whatever."
Entering the junkyard, Cyrus appropriates numerous metal sheets, some sprockets, thin piping and a few fuel tanks. On his way out, he drops a fifty dollar bill on the the checkpoint counter, returning to Dezrick's car. Making a working firearm out of this stuff will be difficult... but it might be useful for impromptu car repair.
Henry Dezrick and co. are left without a vehicle and opt for public transportation, which takes them as far as the border of the industrial sector. They walk the rest of the way.
Johnny tries to make some idle chatter.
"So, what're you guys planning? Bank robbery? Burglary? I'm in, whatever it is. I'm pretty good at parkour, you know. Bit of a hobby of mine. Have you guys actually done anything yet?"
"We robbed a convenience store and killed the man inside."
"Haha, yeah right. You guys don't seem like the murdering type. Besides, convenience stores only hold a couple hundred dollars -- no one'd kill someone over that."
"Shut up, Johnny."
"More importantly, we need to pick up some medical supplies. I stitched myself up and disinfected the wound, but jesus, I don't want to have to do that again. Something stronger than advil to help the pain'd be nice too."
The conversation winds down as they approach the warehouse. They open the door and check out the inside. It's remarkably spacious; some crates in the corner and a few tables set up in the middle.
"Hey, Johnny! It's been a while," says a grimy looking man as he extinguishes his cigarette. "Didn't think you'd be one to buy guns illegally -- haha, glad you came around though. Now listen, I have a deal with a gang in about an hour, right here. Some of the shit they ordered is pretty limited, so no UZIs for you guys. Everything else is for sale."
Approaching the tables, you can see that the guns are spread out across; mostly pistols. Their prices are written in sharpie on pieces of tape in front of them.
The list:
x6 Glock 17s -- 9mm -- $550
x4 Colt Special Combat Government -- .45ACP -- $800
x10 Stallard Arms JS -- 9mm -- $400
x2 UZI SMGs -- 9mm -- $1400
The selection isn't great, but guns are guns. A box set aside from the guns holds ammo. He's charging $15 for a box of 50 9mm rounds and $50 for a box of 100 .45ACP rounds.
A separate box is filled with kevlar vests, with "$1000 each" scrawled across the side.
"Can we test fire these guns, or at least strip them down and check for damage?"
"Listen, you need to grab your shit, pay for it, and get out of here. I don't have time for that."
The more time you spend browsing his selection, the more antsy he gets. You should probably choose quickly before the situation takes a turn for the worse.
Perception roll! {5}
Travis is clearly nervous. You can see a kevlar vest underneath his t-shirt and a gun in his jacket pocket. He might be expecting trouble at his next deal.
Convenience Store:
This store is situated in a particularly unsavory neighborhood. It borders the industrial sector.
Currently being investigated by the police!
Industrial Sector:
A couple miles away from the convenience store.
Lots of deals go down in the warehouses here.
Travis: Gun dealer. Specializes in pistols, prices are marked up above retail.
Vehicles:
1993 Nissan Altima, decent condition. The seats are covered in blood. The trunk is filled with scrap.
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.
Status: Recovering from abdominal wound ({6s} on a physical action will open the wound)
Appearance: plain loose clothing, brown hair and steel grey eyes.
Background: Was a martial arts instructor and a casual MTG player (+1 to close quarters combat!)
Inventory: $500.
Crimes: Accessory to murder, theft.
Appearance: A man standing at 5'11 with brown hair and blue eyes. His brow is furled, his jaw is set. He is a man of seemingly stoic nature.
Background: Mr. Dezrick was a high school math teacher before he lost his job during budget cutbacks. Who cuts back on teachers, anyways? Bastards. (+1 to math?)
Inventory: $500, broken mop.
Crimes: Accessory to murder, theft, vandalism.
Appearance: Dan wears a Fedora and shades and is always seen wearing a fine suit. His hair is short and dark brown. He stands at over 6 ft tall and is quite lean.
Background: A fast talking grifter, Dan has spent most of his youth trying to scam others out of their wealth and has is very good at what he does. Now a 25 year old man he is extremely capable at cheating and quick talking. He prefers to keep his hands clean and have others do dirty work but he has used a pistol before. (+1 to deceit.)
Inventory: $500
Crimes: Accessory to murder, theft.
Appearance:He has almond-shaped black eyes that are like two cups of black coffee. His fine, curly, brown hair is very long and is worn in a complex style. He is short and has a broad-shouldered build. His skin is deeply-tanned. He has small feet. He is wearing Completely Ordinary Mechanics Clothes.
Background: Mechanic. (+1 to mechanic-related rolls!)
Inventory: $450, toolbox.
Crimes: Accessory to murder, theft.
Appearance: A tall dark haired man in a t-shirt, a pair of jeans and combat boots.
Background: A war vet that turned to a life of crime when he couldn't pay the bills. (+1 to shooting!)
Inventory: $500,
spotless knife.
Crimes: Murder, theft.
Name: Johnny Bison
Appearance: A bit tall, wears jeans and a t-shirt and occasionally a hoodie. Short dark brown hair. Pretty average looking, really. Wears a tattered old bracelet as a good luck charm, given to him by an old friend he lost touch with.
Background: Unemployed for the last two years, working various odd jobs. Practices parkour in his spare time. (+1 to on foot maneuvers, running/jumping/etc)
Status:
Appearance: Wears a cape. No one really notices anything else.
Background: A SUPERHERO who turned to crime after being SHOT repeatedly. (Mentally unstable! +1 to being shot and not dying.)
Inventory:
Crimes: Accessory to murder, theft.
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Topic: Criminal RTD Turn 13: A man left behind. (Read 18023 times)