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Author Topic: Project EVIL: Mission Time!  (Read 39023 times)

MonkeyHead

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Re: Project EVIL: Short on funds, not on agents.
« Reply #45 on: January 05, 2012, 02:55:26 pm »

Loose cannon, much? :)

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Re: Project EVIL: Short on funds, not on agents.
« Reply #46 on: January 05, 2012, 07:17:39 pm »

Day 1 - 12:03

You circle around the island, looking a beach house to claim as your own, ideally with a lucky lady living it, but at this point in time you would probably settle for a rather-unlucky man. Sadly, the inhabitants of the island seem to prefer three-story houses and gated communities. The few women you do see are all rather put off by your choice in clothing. You don't blame them.

Eventually a short, rather springy man runs up to you. His t-shirt loudly proclaims that he's a member of the neighbourhood watch.

"Um...", see stammers, "Y-you shouldn't be here." He breaks out into a sweat. Must be his first time on the neighbourhood watch.

Blow-by-Blow Sequence Activated.

Spoiler: Gerald Root (click to show/hide)


Sadly Hokewaa is one of those modern cities, with a booming economy and desperate need for space. Even this close to the airport the buildings are all occupied. The few construction zones are all patrolled 24/7, and surrounded by three meter high fences. Any entrances to the sewers are locked. Of course, you've only had time to check the area surrounding the airport. The whole city can't be like this, can it?

Spoiler: Zack Daniels (click to show/hide)


You creep along the beach, looking for a house that's out of the way. Sadly, over-development seems to be working against your favour. Most of the houses are clustered closely together. each trying to secure a bigger slice of beach than the others. The few houses that sit apart from all the others all have children in them. Somebody must have seen you creeping about, because a dune buggy marked 'Police' drives down the beach. You manage to hide in a conveniently placed bush just in time.

Spoiler: Mr. Darius De Pershen (click to show/hide)


Finding yourself in the commercial district of the city, you immediately start looking around for any beautiful women to seduce. Entering a pet store with the pretense of buying constipation medicine for your cat, you start seducing the saleswomen behind the register. She's a lovely brunette, with just enough hints of a fake tan. You feel a tap on you shoulder.

"That's my girlfriend, bra."

Blow-by-Blow Sequence Activated.

Spoiler: Xavier de Rocheford (click to show/hide)


Besides the natural wealth and beauty of nature, you find nothing valuable. Well, valuable to your employers. After several hours, you climb a tree to check your surroundings. Hokewaa lies to the east, still a couple of hours away. Waojh is to the northeast. To the south is a lovely blue bay, and on the other side of the bay is Hokewaa's industrial district.

Spoiler: Alexander Zane (click to show/hide)


Turns out that the sign meant the other kind of mines, ie the non-exploding kind. Admittedly the mines are pretty dangerous without explosives. They're fully automated, with robots running around every which way. Robots that don't seem to understand "Stop!" or "No!" or "Gah, not the liver!". You swipe the safety helmet off the dead miner. Sure, it didn't do him much good, but it's the only thing of him that wasn't utterly destroyed by the robots.

Spoiler: Alexander Wyane (click to show/hide)


Through your amazing powers of map reading, you locate the casino district on the northeastern part of town. Thankfully the subway system goes near there, so you don't have to spend the entire day walking there. You make a mental note about the strength of the Hawaiian dollar. Single fare on the subway was only a buck.

The casino district is full of glittering lights and tall buildings. The average woman wears enough clothes to not be nude. The average man wears enough fabric to make a Bedouin tent. At least that's what you can tell from your vantage point. The casino district is surrounded by a force field, only allowing people with the correct passes to enter (Several kilometres away, Kane starts to scowl). A casino pass costs $500, which is well out of your price range. Attempts to communicate with casino bosses with paper airplanes prove to be futile.



You start to head towards the amusement park. The amusement park is situated on an island, with a bridge full of strolling couples and families connecting it with the rest of the island. Ignoring the glares, you cross the bridge.

The amusement park's name is Corny Island, and it attempts to recapture those bygone days when boardwalks still existed. The effect is slightly ruined by the rampant commercialism, which covered every square centimetre of the park with stalls and rides, thus negating the entire reason for having a board walk.

You quickly locate one of the miniature golf courses on the island. Coincidentally, it contains the only piece of greenery you've seen in the park, a withered and dying potted plant. If you had to guess, you'd say that it was a spider plant, but then again you didn't major in biology. A group of young men saunter up to the course. Looks like you have your first mark.

As you are discussing the terms of you wager with the men, the manager of the course walks over.

"Hey, wiseasses, I'm afraid you going to have to leave."

The young men you were talking to slink back into the crowds, leaving you alone with the rather burly manager.

Blow-by-Blow Sequence Activated.

Spoiler: Prof. Kane Wilson (click to show/hide)
« Last Edit: January 05, 2012, 08:07:12 pm by USEC_OFFICER »
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vagel7

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Re: Project EVIL: Short on funds, not on agents.
« Reply #47 on: January 05, 2012, 07:34:08 pm »

Xavier turns around, facing the rather large, muscled guy who was obviously talking to him.

"I really don't recommend you to fight me, why must such a beautiful lady witness this?


let him throw the first punch, fight till he is down and also try to unnoticably take his wallet. Also don't forget to ask the girl out.

« Last Edit: January 05, 2012, 07:36:52 pm by vagel7 »
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That last gobbo would stand there, missing an arm, punctured in a kidney, liver, and spleen, fading in and out of consciousness at the far end of where the drawbridge would go, and his last sight would be the drawbridge dropping down and smashing him like a bug.

God DAMN I love this game!

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Re: Project EVIL: Short on funds, not on agents.
« Reply #48 on: January 05, 2012, 07:36:38 pm »

Gerald decided to play it cool.

"Oh God! Thank God you're here! I've been looking for help for hours.

I must look...horrible...please, help me, sir. I was kidnapped...these horrible people...they had masks and guns...I think they were terrorists.

But I escaped from them. They...they're still after me..."


He looks behind him dramatically, as if expecting gun toting hoodlums to burst from the shurbs.

"Hurry! We need to get under cover. Your house...can we hide out there? A place where we could call the police! Or the Marines!"
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Re: Project EVIL: Short on funds, not on agents.
« Reply #49 on: January 05, 2012, 07:48:45 pm »

Xavier turns around, facing the rather large, muscled guy who was obviously talking to him.

"I really don't recommend you to fight me, why must such a beautiful lady witness this?


let him throw the first punch, fight till he is down and also try to unnoticably take his wallet.


The large, muscled guy coughs nervously and slowly steps out of the shop. The only person remaining in the shop is a scrawny hippy type person. Judging by the throbbing veins in his forehead, this must be the boyfriend.

"I don't care if she see this, maybe it'll teach her to stop flirting with everybody."

She starts to say something, but the boyfriend yells at her to shut up. The boyfriend turns back to you and brings up his fists in the manner of those who have only seen fights in movies. Arms at the ready, you wait for him to throw the first punch. Your natural fighting skills must have imitated him, as he only stands there waving his hands like an idiot.

Gerald decided to play it cool.

"Oh God! Thank God you're here! I've been looking for help for hours.

I must look...horrible...please, help me, sir. I was kidnapped...these horrible people...they had masks and guns...I think they were terrorists.

But I escaped from them. They...they're still after me..."


He looks behind him dramatically, as if expecting gun toting hoodlums to burst from the shurbs.

"Hurry! We need to get under cover. Your house...can we hide out there? A place where we could call the police! Or the Marines!"

Judging by the wet spot in his pants, the man is scared shitless, which is right where you want him. He babbles something incoherent and weakly points to his house. Wasting no time you barge in it. You barge in on a plump, matrony woman watching some sort of soap opera. She starts to yell at you, but immediately stops when her husband walks in behind you.

"Gerald, who the fuck is he?"

Gerald doesn't seem inclined to answer.   
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Re: Project EVIL: Short on funds, not on agents.
« Reply #50 on: January 05, 2012, 07:54:32 pm »

I'm signing up. Sheet in a few minutes. Also, I'm afraid Glyph has already won this game.
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« Reply #51 on: January 05, 2012, 07:57:49 pm »

Xavier turns to the woman.

Do you really put up with this little shit?


Turning to the man he tells him to beat it and learn some respect when talking with women.

Xavier takes the woman out on a date and hopes to spend the night at her place.


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That last gobbo would stand there, missing an arm, punctured in a kidney, liver, and spleen, fading in and out of consciousness at the far end of where the drawbridge would go, and his last sight would be the drawbridge dropping down and smashing him like a bug.

God DAMN I love this game!

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Re: Project EVIL: Short on funds, not on agents.
« Reply #52 on: January 05, 2012, 08:05:57 pm »

Alexander climbed down from the tree feeling a tad upset. He wished his mission involved spending more time in the wilderness, rather than finding a place to stay in the city.

"Eh, it can't be too bad, can it?", he asked himself, trying to cheer up a bit. "Cities are just like forests made of metal and concrete. And just think how easy it will be to find the ingredients to those new recipes I've been wanting to try..." Feeling better, he continues eastward.

Head to Hokewaa. Upon arrival, try to stay low. Traverse only less visited areas of the city.
« Last Edit: January 06, 2012, 05:48:56 am by King DZA »
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Re: Project EVIL: Short on funds, not on agents.
« Reply #53 on: January 05, 2012, 08:08:35 pm »

Xavier turns to the woman.

Do you really put up with this little shit?


Turning to the man he tells him to beat it and learn some respect when talking with women.

Xavier takes the woman out on a date and hopes to spend the night at her place.


The man blushes and finally takes a swing at you. And by swing, I mean that he waves his fist in your personal space. Close enough.

After executing a dashing series of unarmed manoeuvres the boyfriend lies on the ground in what will likely be a coma. Your attempts to take the woman on a date fail. For one thing she's still on her shift. Also, you just brutally beat up her boyfriend. However, you do convince her to give you her phone number, 'for later.' When she goes into the back of the store to call an ambulance you deftly take any money and credit cards out of the boyfriend's wallet. Sweet.

Blow-by-Blow Sequence Finished.

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« Reply #54 on: January 05, 2012, 08:12:46 pm »

Disheartened by the lack of public entrance to the casino district. Robert turned to the nearest available store just off the casino district and walked in not even caring what kind of store he walked into.
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Re: Project EVIL: Short on funds, not on agents.
« Reply #55 on: January 05, 2012, 08:13:14 pm »

Gerald inwardly frowned. He didn't like to disrespect women though. Perhaps there was a beautiful person, buried deep, deep underneath her. Surely.

The he looked outside the window with extra dramatics.

"Damn! There's one of the terrorists now!

Ma'am, you need to get to some place safe, quick!"


Gerald picked up the phone, typing random numbers. He pretended to panic.

"I can't get anyone. They've cut all commuications to the outside world...My God. We're on our own."

He turned toward Gerald.

"Lock the doors, and close up all the windows-I'll get your lovely wife to safety!"

Blow-by-Blow Action:
Escort the plump woman to the basement. Or the attic. Get her out of sight. Tell her to stay put.

Then, come back down and knock out Gerald, dragging him into the jungle-betrayal bonus?  Maybe fire my gun off a few times afterwards to make it sound like some terrorists overran our defenses.

Then, identity swap!


« Last Edit: January 05, 2012, 08:15:01 pm by Dwarmin »
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Re: Project EVIL: Short on funds, not on agents.
« Reply #56 on: January 05, 2012, 08:19:48 pm »

Gerald inwardly frowned. He didn't like to disrespect women though. Perhaps there was a beautiful person, buried deep, deep underneath her. Surely.

The he looked outside the window with extra dramatics.

"Damn! There's one of the terrorists now!

Ma'am, you need to get to some place safe, quick!"


Gerald picked up the phone, typing random numbers. He pretended to panic.

"I can't get anyone. They've cut all commuications to the outside world...My God. We're on our own."

He turned toward Gerald.

"Lock the doors, and close up all the windows-I'll get your lovely wife to safety!"

Blow-by-Blow Action:
Escort the plump woman to the basement. Or the attic. Get her out of sight. Tell her to stay put.

Then, come back down and knock out Gerald, dragging him into the jungle. Maybe fire my gun off a few times afterwards to make it sound like some terrorists overran our defenses.

Then, identity swap!


The good news is that the woman believes your story. The bad news is that she pulls out a pistol and starts yelling about how she'd like to fill those goddamn Japs full of holes. Her husband swoons and faints. Whether it's due to the ruse or the sight of his wife waving around a pistol is beyond you.
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« Reply #57 on: January 05, 2012, 08:21:22 pm »

Xavier was calmly walking on the streets and taking a look at the wallet.Excellent, hmm, maybe I can also learn his bank PIN number. Stopping at a phone store he buys the cheapest prepaid phone they have and starts walking onwards, calling the bank to pose as the poor guy that he just knocked out cold.

Xavier looks through the wallet, buys the cheapest prepaid phone there is and calls the bank, impersonating the hippy and saying that he forgot his PIN and needs it urgently. Work every trick there is to get the PIN.



((WHy didn't I take this guys mobile phone, how could I forget?))
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That last gobbo would stand there, missing an arm, punctured in a kidney, liver, and spleen, fading in and out of consciousness at the far end of where the drawbridge would go, and his last sight would be the drawbridge dropping down and smashing him like a bug.

God DAMN I love this game!

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« Reply #58 on: January 05, 2012, 08:29:19 pm »

Gerald nodded somberly.

"I can see you're a true patriot, Ma'am. You would make your father proud...

It's up to you now-Lock the doors, and close up all the windows-and keep an eye out for intruders. This house is your castle, and it must be defended.

I'll get your handsome husband to the hospital..look, I think he's been poisoned! Quick, car keys-I need your car keys!

Also, what's your name Ma'am?"


Blow-by-Blow Action: Swindle the car keys from the plump woman. Drive husband off into jungle. Identity swap!
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« Reply #59 on: January 05, 2012, 08:34:15 pm »

Gerald nodded somberly.

"I can see you're a true patriot, Ma'am. You would make your father proud...

It's up to you now-Lock the doors, and close up all the windows-and keep an eye out for intruders. This house is your castle, and it must be defended.

I'll get your handsome husband to the hospital..look, I think he's been poisoned! Quick, car keys-I need your car keys!

Also, what's your name Ma'am?"


Blow-by-Blow Action: Swindle the car keys from the plump woman. Drive husband off into jungle. Identity swap!

The woman beams, at least until you ask about her car.

"We, uh, can't afford one. Taxes are too high. Maybe we should just call an ambulance?"

She looks much less enthusiastic than before.

"Oh, and my name is Muriel."
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