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In the year 1987, crime and corruption in America is an epidemic. Drugs and guns flow into the country from everywhere in the world, and the gateway to it all is the coastal paradise, Heat City. This is a place of shining high-rises and shadowed alleys, sunsets and smog, neon and blood, ruled by ambition and greed and power. Here in Heat City, you can get whatever you want -- if you can pay the price.
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>>4919401

This thread is not recommended for new players. It is a short extra mission that takes place immediately after a regular mission. You can find that, and the previous threads, at http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Heat+City+Nights

ETA for turn cycle is once every 24 hours.
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The Golden Tiger job hit an unexpected twist when the gang discovered Spider, who was in the process of fleeing out a secret door in the back office. Along with local crime boss, the Dragon, they escaped in a car driven by Angela's old partner, Ray.

Angela swooped in on her bike to keep eyes on the fleeing car, while the gang ran back to their vehicles, sorted their gear and weapons out real fast, and burned rubber. Now they've followed Angela's directions to the bridge leading east across the water to Sunset Beach, where they're about to catch up with their prey.

All gangsters heal 2 HP and 2 Edge, and may reload their weapons from their ammo stock. Anyone may expend uses of healing items or ammo bags now, before they take their first turn.

SPECIAL ACTIONS:

DRIVERS
You can only use your backup pistol, or melee weapons. Only one person in each vehicle can act as the driver in one turn.
Spend 1 AP to:
Accelerate: Move up to 2 + Speed spaces forwards.
Swerve: Move up to 2 + Handling spaces sideways. You may move 1 space forwards or backwards during this.
Brake: Move any number of spaces backwards.
Slam: Roll +Hard to damage a vehicle adjacent to you.

RIDERS
Spend 1 AP to:
Attack or use gear items like normal.
Change position inside in the car.
Swap spaces with a willing friendly. (Each person may only swap 1/turn)
Jump between cars. You can jump over empty space equal to (Move/2, round down). Roll +Cool vs target number 7.
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>>4919421

Looks like the rest of the Dragon's gang has come to join the party. You didn't think this was going to be easy, did you?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=atuFSv2bLa8

Turn 1 begins!
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>>4919429
Name: Empress
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 9/9, Edge 4/5, Move 5, Defense 9, Crit on 10
Attributes: Hard 3, Cool 4, Sharp 0, Weird 0

Weapons:
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 4/0, Breach)

Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4)
Special Talents: Die Hard, Moonlighter
Items: Stylish Clothes, Ornate Blade
Cash: -$8,505

"I'll need to get in close to do anything, Ace. Your call on whether you want speed up or slow down."

>Turn the radio on.
>No, that station is crap. Next.
>Yeah, that's a good enough song for a car chase.
https://youtu.be/LUOIvT9hzD8
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Rolled 3, 7 = 10 (2d10)

>>4919429
Name: Alamo
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 11/11, Armor 0, Edge 3/9, Move 5, Defense 4, Crit on 10
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/4), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 4/7)
Factors: Hard 4+1, Cool 0, Sharp 3, Weird 0
Medic Bag: [Deploy (1AP, 0 use): Deploy medic bag adjacent. Friendlies next to it can [Full Heal] (2AP, 0 uses) to fully heal themselves, or a friendly next to them, and remove all debuffs.
Special Talent: Inspire [Shout] (0 AP, 1 Edge, Target friendly gains +1 AP and +1 Move. If they are knocked down, they stand up.
Pack Alpha: Start a job with 2 NPCs with 2 hp and a pistol. Roll +hard to give orders. Otherwise they act on their own
Call Out: (0 AP, 1 Edge) Target an enemy within 10 spaces with a path to you. They act right away and attack you. They will not act on the next enemy turn.
Two-Piece Suit: +1 Edge

>Move to the Back seat, 2 west [1AP]
>Quick Shot at Mohawk in front of Red Car
>Quick Shot at the lowest Mohawk by the Red Car

"Keep it up Ace!"
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>>4919429

>Accelerate x3 (12 squares total)

Name: Doctor Ben
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 6/6, Edge 3/6, Move 5, Defence 8, Crit on 6+
Factors: Weird 4, Cool 3, Sharp 1, Hard 1 (temp)
Weapons: Dual Pistols (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 5+)
Special Talents: Visions of Death, Shootdodge
Gear: First Aid Kit (1/4, 1Ap heal 3Hp, remove 1 debuff)
Duds: Stylish Clothes (+1 Def)
Loot bag
Money: $92 802
Heat: 8| Wanted: 1
Assets: Bungalow
Dirtbike (+turbo, 2/2/0)
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Rolled 3, 2 = 5 (2d10)

>>4919429
Name: Heckler
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 9/9, Edge 2/8, Move 6, Defence 5, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Cool 1, Sharp 3, Move 1, Heat 8, Wanted 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 0/12, Auto)
Special Talent: Inspire (0AP, 1 Edge - Target a friendly who can see or hear you. This turn they gain +1 AP and +1 move. If they are knocked down, they stand up.)
Old Friends (Bonus Favours on mission)
Suppressive Fire (1 AP, 2 Ammo, Ends Turn - Target Area 2 within gun range, damage cover, impose -4 accuracy penalty on enemies, take reaction shot against first enemy who moves or ends their turn out of cover)
EXTREME TEAM (0 AP, 1 Edge - You and your teammate [Ramirez] attack a single enemy at the same time. They don't expend an action.)
Clothes: Ammo Belt (+2 magazines' worth of spare ammo)
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 use)
Cash: $109375
Assets: Bungalow (Bedroom, Bathroom, Kitchen, Living Room), Dock Warehouse (Office, Gym, Workshop)

>Quickshot Yangster Driver in Purple Car
>Quick shot Punk Driver in Pink Car
>Suppressive Fire 1 North of Southmost Mohawk Biker.

"WOO! HAHA!" Heckler shouts at the top of his lungs as he rolls down the windows of Ramirez's truck. "TANGOS ON OUR SIX! OPEN FIRE! OH BY THE WAY GRATA, WATCH BEHIND YOU!" With that, Heckler leans out of the window, firing a few bursts at the drivers of the two cars he can barely see behind him. Soon after that, he begins spraying down the road leading to the truck, hoping to get them to swerve, or better crash.
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Rolled 2, 2, 8 + 2 = 14 (3d10 + 2)

>>4919429
Name: Seline
Type: Operator
HP 7/7
Edge 1/7
Move 5+1
Defense 7+1

Cool: 3
Sharp: 2
Hard: 1
Weird: 0

Moonlighter- Advantage on one side job you roll during downtime.

DMR- Range 30, DMG 4, Ammo 3/3
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1

Fancy Clothes: +1 Defence

>Quick Shot the driver of the red enemy car filled with shades behind us.
>Quick shot the driver of the green-blue car filled with Yangster behind us.
>Quick shot the driver of the yellow car behind us.
>Reload (1 Edge)
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Rolled 7 + 2 (1d10 + 2)

Spider. He was *there*, in the car streaking ahead like a red comet. Angela trailing, twisting, dancing across the highway in a shower of sparks.

The man who murdered the Boss. He was there!

chien breathes in through a suddenly dry mouth. Tightens his gloves on the wheel. Feels it, then, for the first time in a long, long while: the subtle pang of anger, righteous, deep in the soul. The Boss was the Boss, and she had only ever been good to chien. Good to the Kid. But the Spider? Ten seconds of conversation, years ago, and that was the full bloom of chien's knowledge of the man. And ten seconds had been enough. He'd made fun of the Kid. Some things you just don't get to live down.

chien throws a look at the girl in the seat, sword cradled in her arms. Yes. Perfect: the katana. A noble, useful weapon. Designed, perhaps, for use from horseback, now wielded by the noble (cool) warrior class of the night. And chien has a horse.

" Miss Rainfall. I am going to drive you closer. So you can hit them with your sword. "

Well. Technically speaking.
chien has horsepower.

>[3 AP] Floor It. 21 Forward.
>[1 Edge] Shootdodge swerve it, 2S
>---This isn't just a shoot-dodge. This is a gentle slam! Just to get Ray's attention; let him know we want to . . . Race. can I be cool about this? Please say I can be cool about this [+2]

>[1 Edge] Reaction [Swerve]: Twist out of the lane if something horrible comes in. I have handling 4.

#chien, lvl2
Hp 6/6 | Edge 2/8 | Move 5
Def 6 | Crit 9
Cool 2 | Sharp 3
Hard 0 | Weird 1

[Shootdodge]
[Furious Focus]
[Deadeye]
Heat: 11
Wanted: 1
$18322
-2*Pistol: R10, D2, c9, 4 / 4
-Fist: M, Dmg2, >=8 crit
!Armored Vest [2D / 3t]
!Ammo Belt (+2 Mags)

*Gunrunner, Speed 5 | Handling 4 | Size 1
+Transmission, Engine Tuning, Tires, Nitrous, Turbo
+The Kid's Sentimental Unicorn
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Rolled 4 + 4 (1d10 + 4)

>>4919429
Name: Ramirez
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 11/11, Edge 2/8, Move 6, Defence 4, Crit on 10
Factors: Sharp 3, Hard 4, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
Special Talent: Steadfast (2 tokens), Die Hard, Inspire, Extreme Team
Gear: Frag Grenades x0
Clothes: Lightweight Armor Vest
Personal Cash: $84303
Heat: 8
Wanted Level: 1
Assets: Pickup (free), Loud Apartment, Blue Disk

>Swerve 1 space to the south
>Brake and move back 7 Spaces
>Slam into the red car [1st die]

Ramirez glances backwards at the enemy vehicles coming up - and the mostly ineffectual gunfire his squadmates are sending in their direction. "Right, advanced vehicle combat is a go. Everyone brace for impact. Especially those in the back."
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>>4919465
>Correction: That should be 13 spaces back, not 7
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Rolled 2, 4, 8 = 14 (3d10)

>>4919429
Chaser
Enforcer
HP 9/9
Edge 3/7
Move 5
Def 5, Crit 9+
C 0/S 2/H 3/W 1
Ht 1 / Want 1
>Perks
Old Friends
Teamwork Tactics
>loadout
Stylish Clothes (Leather jacket and aviators) (+1 defense)
AR (Rng 20, Dmg 3, Ammo 4/6, Auto)
Pistol (Rng 20, Dmg 2, Ammo 4/7)
These hands (Melee, Dmg 2, Crit +1, rated E for everyone)
First Aid kit (Quick Heal, 1 Ap, 2/4 Uses, 3 HP and remove a debuff from self or nearby friendly)
>Stash
$18452, Bungalow (free asset), Two piece suit, Movie Collection

"Visual established, lemme take thi-"
>>4919465
"AAA, fucking hell man. This is a pick-up, we don't have seat belts here!"

>pistol quickshoot red car pilot 3 times
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Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>4919429
Badger drove with grim determination, eyes fixed on the red car ahead. A quick look in the rearview mirror warned him that they had company. He gave his passenger a quick glance, having to shout to be heard over the roaring engine. "Alright, I think you and I have the same idea, right? Kill as many as possible, get that fucker ahead if possible. And more importantly, stay alive." He pulled his pistol out of its holster, placing it on the dashboard for now, and fiddled with the radio, a song coming on. "Let's go."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wm58sGEdgAw
>Brake 6 spaces
>Quick Shot the biker directly W of me with pistol (2dmg, crits on +9)
>React: Accelerate 6 spaces ahead once Alan is done with his shooting
Steadfast: (2/2)

Name: Honey Badger
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP:11/11 Edge:5/8 Move:5 Defense:4 Crit on 9+
Factors: Cool:0 Sharp:3 Hard:3+1 Weird:1
Weapons: Pistol (range 10, dmg2, 3/8 ammo)
AR (range 20, dmg3, 4/8 ammo, auto)
Fists (Melee, dmg2, crit +1)
Lightweight Armor Vest (+1 HP)
Gear: Frag Grenades (1/2, Area 2, 4Ex damage)
Talent: Inspire, Teamwork Tactics, Old Friends, Steadfast, Raging Demon
Funds: $9244
Assets: Studio Loft (free asset), A Bravado coupe (Engine tuning, Turbo, Tires, Transmission, Nitrous) (4/51)
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>>4919429
Name: Strings
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 6/9, Edge 1/5, Move 5, Defence 10+, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Cool 4+1, Sharp 0, Move 5
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/16), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 0/4, breach)
Special Talent: Pack Alpha
Clothes: Chinese Clothes (Stylish clothing)
Gear: First Aid Kit (1/4).
Cash: $33621
Assets: Van 3/3/4 (All upgrades except Spoiler). Red Dress (Stylish clothes). Two Piece Suit. Tight fittting dress shirt (Stylish clothes.)

>Break 3 tiles west
>React move 5 tiles east
>Tell Bruce to keep his head down
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Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>4919429

Name: Blackjack
Type: Assassin
HP 6/6
Edge 1/5
Move 6
Defense 8+1

Cool: 4
Sharp: 2(-1)
Hard: 0
Weird: 2

Flash Step (0 AP, 1 Edge.): Target an enemy within (Move) spaces. Move behind them, then attack with +2 accuracy. Dodge all reaction shots while moving.
Spook [Spy] Spend (1 AP) at a door, corner, or hiding spot to find out what's ahead while staying hidden.
Agility: Pass through enemies. Gain advantage to Vault, jump, or Climb.
Visions of Death: (0 AP, 1 Edge): Sense the locations of all enemies you have a path to within 10 spaces. The nearest elite enemy, or an enemy of your choice, becomes Fated. The closest route to them will be shown on the map. Gain +2 move when following the path, and +2 Acc. and crit chance when attacking the fated enemy.

Katana- DMG 3, +1 Crit [Block]
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1
First Aid Kit [Quick Heal] (1 AP, 3/4 uses): Heal yourself or a friendly next to you for 3 HP, and remove 1 debuff.

Fancy Clothes: +1 Defense
Apartment
+Bedroom
+Bathroom
+Living Room
Motorbike [2/1/0]
Cash: $24,125

>Accelerate 4
>Accelerate 4
Blackjack simply nods at Dr Ben as he comes up alongside her. Maybe with his, Angela's, and Jackie's own bike, they could annoy the driver into swerving, while dodging that big fucking gun.
>[Quickshot] the Spider (barely within range, it's more of a potshot)
>[Edge] Block
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Rolled 10, 2, 5, 9 = 26 (4d10)

>>4919429
>>4919429
[Psycho] Alan
C: 1 H: 3 S: 0-1 W: 4
HP: 9/9 Edge: 0/5 Move: 6 Defence: 6 Crit on 6-10
[Load-out]
[Fists] Rng: Melee Dmg: 2
[Shotgun] Rng: 10 Dmg: 4 Amm: 4/0 {Breach}
[Pistol] Rng: 10 Dmg: 2 Amm: 4/4
[Skills]
[Hurting Other People] +1 Damage if you are not at Max HP
[Steadfast 2/2] Spend 1 AP a turn to gain 1 Steadfast Token. Two Steadfast tokens block one attack.
>[Gear]
[Money]: $130
[First Aid Kit] (2/4)
[Stylish Clothes](Changshan): +1 Defense
[White Lightning]: Knock yourself down and gain 5 Edge (0/1)
[Heat] 8
>[Stash]
Money: $10546
[Two Piece Suit]: +1 Edge
[Stylish Clothes](Sports): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Darth Vader): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Qipao): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Clawbacca): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Cassock): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Business Casual): +1 Defense
[Studio Loft] + [Bedroom Upgrade] + [Bathroom Upgrade] + [Livingroom Upgrade]
[Dirt Bike] 0/5/0
[Bravado Coupe] 4/5/1 (Shared ownership with Badger)

>[Statuses]
Steadfast (2/2)
Hurting Other People (OFF)
Teamwork Tactics (ON)

>Pistol shot glasses at 5NW, 1N (+2 to aim crit on 6)
>Punch the Punk to my south (+2 to aim, Crit on 5)
>Pistol shot the glasses at 1SW, 3W (+2 to aim, Crit on 6)

>>4919650
"More or less the plan yeah. I was planning on getting some wings from the Blue Mare late but that's neither here nor there."
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Rolled 9, 2, 2, 6, 5, 9, 8, 6 = 47 (8d10)

>>4919429
The wind howls around the pink coupe as sublime skill and questionable consideration for traffic laws brings Rainfall besides Spider's car, in striking range of the Spider himself. Rainfall rolls down her window.

"H-Hi. Are you S-Spider?"

>1AP Throw a quick stab at Spider. (Dmg4, Crit8+)
>1AP Follow up with a second stab at Spider's neck. (Dmg4, Crit8+)
>1AP Launch a third stab. (Dmg4, Crit8+)
>1Edge Stab Ray from behind. (Dmg4, Crit8+)

Name: Rainfall
Class: Assassin[Lv3]
HP[6/6] Edge[5/5] Move 6
Defense 9, Crit 7
Cool:4 Sharp:0 Hard:0 Weird:2
Skills:
(Flash Step)
(Die Hard)
Weapons:(Blood Katana:Dmg4,Block1,Crit+1,1stCritHeal1)
(Pistol:Dmg2,Range10,[4|8])(Fists:Dmg2,Crit+1)
Gear:(First Aid Kit:1AP, Heal 3, Remove 1 Debuff,[4/4])
Clothing:(Stylish Clothes:Def+1)
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>>4919429
Getting to Spider, that was all Mizuchi had to do. He didn't care about anything else. He glanced down at the nitrous button...not yet. Control, even in this. The way of the samurai.
>1AP: Swerve 1N, Moving forward 1 as well
>1AP: Accelerate 4
>1AP: Accelerate 4

Name: Mizuchi
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 6/7, Edge 0/6, Move 6, Defense 8, Crit on 7
Factors: Hard 1, Cool 3, Sharp 1, Weird 3
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), Katana (Melee, Damage 3, [Block])
Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4 Uses), Stylish Clothes (+1 Defense)
Money: $40944
Special Talent: Flash Step, Agility
Assets: Katana Coupe(+Nitrous, Tires), Movie Collection (Anime)
Heat: 10
Wanted Level: 1
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Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>4919429
Name: Tony Vespucci
Type: Brain
Stats: HP 7/7 Edge 4/7 Move 6, Defence 5, Crit on 6 and above
Factors: Hard 1, Cool 1, Sharp 2, Weird 4

Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), SMG (Range 10, Damage 3, Ammo 3/3, +1 crit range)
Gear: Frag Grenades (1/2 uses)
Special Talent: taser (1/4 uses)
Special talent: pack leader (names: Carlo and Diego)
Special Talent: Electrify

“Fucking finally we’re here. Now boys, remember: aim steady, don’t shoot our tires, aim for the driver”

> turn on the radio
> https://youtu.be/U-xsosv6uM0
“Ah, good music”
> acceleratex2 forward, 4 spaces total
> tell my goons to shoot the bikers
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>>4919429

Name: "1CE M4N"
Type: Brain
Stats: HP: 8/8 | Edge: 7/7 | Move: 5
Hard: 1 Cool: 1 Sharp: 2 Weird: 2

Talents: RC Car
Weapons: [Gym Bag] , Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 5+)
Gear: [Armored Vest] (3/3), Frag Grenades (4/4)
Clothing: Light Armor Vest (+1 Health)
Assets: $225, Motorcycle

>Take a motorcycle as a free asset
>Spawn driving motorcycle

Did the recruitment upgrade get through?
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Rolled 7 + 0 (1d10 + 0)

>>4919429
Name: Maggie
Type: Assassin Stats: HP 6/6, Edge 2/5, Defence 7+1, Crit on 8+ Factors: Weird 2, Cool 3, Move 6
Weapons: Dual Pistols (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/0), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 7+) Special Talents: Flashstep
Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4), Stylish clothing +1 Defense
Assets: Singing dress (Stylish clothing?), $49625, Bravado Coupe 3/7/1 (Nitrous)

>Break 3 Spaces West
>Try to Slam West mohawk
>React Accelerate 5 East
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Rolled 2, 6, 5 = 13 (3d10)

>>4920393
Name: Weasel
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 10/10, Edge 3/8, Move 6, Defence 4, Crit on 10
Factors: Sharp 3, Hard 3, Move 6
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 1/4, Breach)
Special Talent: Teamwork Tactics, Inspire, Taser (1/3)
Gear: First Aid Kit (0/4), $18194, Lightweight Armored Vest +1HP
Heat: 5

>Shoot Yangster 8W, 1NW with Shotgun
>Shoot Yangster 9W, 1NW with Shotgun
>Shoot Glasses 10W with Shotgun
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Rolled 7 + 4 (1d10 + 4)

>>4919429
>Sharp to help Strings drive
>React Pistol Quickshot

>>4919654
Strike begins to sweat as he watched Strings footwork, and makes note of the windshield customization.

"Mouths closed. Otherwise you'll catch flies."
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>>4919429
Name: Brick
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 6/9(Nice), Edge 5/6, Move 6, Defense 6, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Cool 2, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 7/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 3, Crit on 9)
Special Talent: Bruiser, Reload Fists
Gear: Armor vest
Clothes: Two-Piece Suit: +1 Edge

>[Attack][Quick Shot] The closest enemy to us
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>>4920362

(To Mr. Iceman aka "1CE M4N", this a special thread under special rules, and takes place at an important moment in the storyline. You can join, but stay chill get it and be respectful of that.)

As Chien tries to hold his unicorn-purple car steady, Rainfall leans out the passenger window. She slashes and stabs whenever Chien is able to bring her alongside Ray's muscle car; although the cursed katana cracks the glass and damages the frame, the car is tough as a tank, and you're practically going to need a tank to take this thing down. Rainfall can see the spindly form of Spider in the backseat, on the other side of the glass; in his hand, he's got a two-way radio, same model as the gang's own.
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"Ahh, hello, are you receiving me? Testing, testing, one two three." A raspy laugh. "Still using the same frequencies, are we? I thought I taught Claire better opsec then that. Now, ahh, what the chances we can talk this out, have a rational discussion like reasonable human beings? Not that you lot are reasonable human beings, but perhaps you could pretend to be for a short time? What about you, Angela?"
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>>4920840


"Nothing to say to you, except "fuck you, die" maybe." Angela's gun is a custom job, a snub-nosed lever-action shotgun she can spin-cock and fire with one hand while on the bike, like in that movie. She uses it to blast two shades ahead of her, leaning out the window with pistols, one after the other.

"Oh, but Angela, aren't you curious about so many things?" That laugh again. "What am I saying? Of course you aren't. That bike has more understanding and subtlety than you do. And you know it, too, which is why I assume you've offloaded any actual decisions these days onto Claire? Riding around the city day and night, pretending you're still just a soldier. Too timid to step up and take charge. Afraid of your own stupidity. Perhaps a wise choice. After all, you're a human blunt instrument, not a leader."

He pauses a moment for the loud crash as Mizuchi's car skids on bullet-shredded tires and slams into the bridge railing.

"How about the rest of you, then? Anything to say to your old friend Spider?"


Turn 2 begins.
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Rolled 5 + 4 (1d10 + 4)

>>4920842
Name: Empress
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 9/9, Edge 4/5, Move 5, Defense 9, Crit on 10
Attributes: Hard 3, Cool 4, Sharp 0, Weird 0

Weapons:
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 4/0, Breach)

Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4)
Special Talents: Die Hard, Moonlighter
Items: Stylish Clothes, Ornate Blade
Cash: -$8,505

"Son of a bitch, they took out clown boy!"

>Change the radio station again, this song isn't really living up to the mood.
https://youtu.be/SQiWjMxLKpE
>Yeah, this is better.
>[Cool Check] Enjoy the ride.
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Rolled 4 (1d10)

>>4920842
Name: Heckler
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 9/9, Edge 1/8, Move 6, Defence 5, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Cool 1, Sharp 3, Move 1, Heat 8, Wanted 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 1/8, Auto)
Special Talent: Inspire (0AP, 1 Edge - Target a friendly who can see or hear you. This turn they gain +1 AP and +1 move. If they are knocked down, they stand up.)
Old Friends (Bonus Favours on mission)
Suppressive Fire (1 AP, 2 Ammo, Ends Turn - Target Area 2 within gun range, damage cover, impose -4 accuracy penalty on enemies, take reaction shot against first enemy who moves or ends their turn out of cover)
EXTREME TEAM (0 AP, 1 Edge - You and your teammate [Ramirez] attack a single enemy at the same time. They don't expend an action.)
Clothes: Ammo Belt (+2 magazines' worth of spare ammo)
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 use)
Cash: $109375
Assets: Bungalow (Bedroom, Bathroom, Kitchen, Living Room), Dock Warehouse (Office, Gym, Workshop)

>Inspire Chaser
>Reload AR
>Quick shot AR at Mohawk North West of Seline (Chaser TWT)
>Suppressive fire with AR Southern Blue-Green Car with Shades and Yangsters

>>4919514
"Get our boy off the back of the vehicle! I got a feeling Rami's got something planned." Heckler says as he quickly snaps a shot with his rifle towards the bike shanking Seline. "Buddy, you got a plan right?"
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Rolled 10, 2 + 4 = 16 (2d10 + 4)

>>4920842
Name: Ramirez
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 11/11, Edge 2/8, Move 6, Defence 4, Crit on 10
Factors: Sharp 3, Hard 4, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 4/8, Breach)
Special Talent: Steadfast (2 tokens), Die Hard, Inspire, Extreme Team
Gear: Frag Grenades x0
Clothes: Lightweight Armor Vest
Personal Cash: $84303
Heat: 8
Wanted Level: 1
Assets: Pickup (free), Loud Apartment, Blue Disk

>Brake 2 spaces back
>Swerve 3 spaces North
>Ram the green/turquoise car with the yangsters in it [1st die, +4 from hard]
>EXTREME TEAM! with pistol at the driver of the purple yangster car [2nd die, +2 from Chaser]

The voice of the hated traitor focuses Ramirez in a way he hasn't been in years. When he finally speaks up, his voice comes out in an icy hiss, dripping with contempt.
"We always thought you were a bastard, Spider. But now we know you're rat bastard, and a shit on top of that."

>>4920854
Ramirez just dryly laughs in Heckler's face.
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Rolled 1 + 2 (1d10 + 2)

>>4920859
"It's not funny when you're laughing. I'm the one who's meant to be laughing."

>EXTREME TEAM! (Chaser)
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Rolled 6, 8, 9, 10, 8, 4 + 2 = 47 (6d10 + 2)

>>4920842
Name: Seline
Type: Operator
HP 7/7
Edge 1/7
Move 5+1
Defense 7+1

Cool: 3
Sharp: 2
Hard: 1
Weird: 0

Moonlighter- Advantage on one side job you roll during downtime.

DMR- Range 30, DMG 4, Ammo 3/3
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1

Fancy Clothes: +1 Defence

>Jump to the purple car now directly behind us! Or…. Fall onto it. It’s nose to tail with us, so hopefully I cannot miss.
>Quick Shot the Yangster driving the car I literally just boarded.
>Quick Shot his Passenger,
>Roll [+Cool}- Commit Grand Theft Auto.

(+3, +2, +2, +3)

For one long, long moment of her life, Seline stood atop Ramirez’s pickup, desperately fumbling with her pistol as the ground beneath her *swerved* violently, the man beside her almost hurled off as she simply swayed with the breeze, her previous assailant hurled off with the rattle of rifle fire- before an impact sent her skidding off her feet, off the truck, slamming into something cool and hard, then *over*-

She landed amongst two hardened criminals, who looked just about poleaxed.

She shot first.
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>>4920867
Name: Seline
Type: Operator
HP 5/7
Edge 1/7
Move 5+1
Defense 7+1

Cool: 3
Sharp: 2
Hard: 1
Weird: 0

Moonlighter- Advantage on one side job you roll during downtime.

DMR- Range 30, DMG 4, Ammo 1/3
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1

Fancy Clothes: +1 Defence

*Those were DMR shots, sorry.

Gunfire tore through the tiny compartment- at such short range, it was a death sentence as soon as she squeezed the trigger. Scrambling, she grabbed for the wheel- probably.

Looks like the steering mechanism.

Never driven a car before.

……Seline reminded herself to get the medic ice cream or similar as she desperately learnt driving on the fly.
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Rolled 9, 7, 3, 4, 7 = 30 (5d10)

Chaser
Enforcer
HP 9/9
Edge 3/7
Move 5
Def 5, Crit 9+
C 0/S 2/H 3/W 1
Ht 1 / Want 1
>Perks
Old Friends
Teamwork Tactics
>loadout
Stylish Clothes (Leather jacket and aviators) (+1 defense)
AR (Rng 20, Dmg 3, Ammo 4/6, Auto)
Pistol (Rng 20, Dmg 2, Ammo 4/7)
These hands (Melee, Dmg 2, Crit +1, rated E for everyone)
First Aid kit (Quick Heal, 1 Ap, 2/4 Uses, 3 HP and remove a debuff from self or nearby friendly)
>Stash
$18452, Bungalow (free asset), Two piece suit, Movie Collection

>>4920842
"I don't know who you are, but you sound like a right dick, Spider. Took lessons from my XO?"

"Non Grata! I got you!"
>>4920854
"Oh no"

>Autospray 4 southmost Teal, target driver if I can(2 AP)
>Shift closer to Non Grata (1 AP)
>Pull him up (1 AP from inspire; have a fifth dice if it needs a roll, probably Hard so +3)
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Rolled 7, 3, 9 = 19 (3d10)

>>4920842
Scathing head wind whips The Dragon's mane as she pours fire across the bridge, and no matter how healthy and luscious it is, a lone hair finds itself ripped off and blown back down the road - straight into Doctor Ben's waiting hand. Swerving left to avoid the stream of bullets, Ben clamps the hair between his teeth and unholsters one of his pistols, mumbling something incomprehensible into the radio. His barrel is unnaturally steady.

>Swerve 1E 3N, going around Blackjack
>(1Edge) Visions of death (choosing Dragon as the target)
>Shoot Dragon (+2 hit, crit on 5+)
>Shoot her again (+2 hit, crit on 5+)
>(1Edge) And again (+2 hit, crit on 5+)

Name: Doctor Ben
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 6/6, Edge 3/6, Move 5, Defence 8, Crit on 6+
Factors: Weird 4, Cool 3, Sharp 1, Hard 1 (temp)
Weapons: Dual Pistols (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 5+)
Special Talents: Visions of Death, Shootdodge
Gear: First Aid Kit (1/4, 1Ap heal 3Hp, remove 1 debuff)
Duds: Stylish Clothes (+1 Def)
Dirtbike (+turbo, 2/2/0)
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>>4920874
Correction, crit on 4+, though it changes nothing.
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>>4920842
Name: "1CE M4N"
Type: Brain
Stats: HP: 8/8 | Edge: 5/7 | Move: 5
Hard: 1 Cool: 1 Sharp: 2 Weird: 2

Talents: RC Car (1/2)
Weapons: [Gym Bag] , Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 5+)
Gear: [Armored Vest] (3/3), Frag Grenades (4/4)
Clothing: Light Armor Vest (+1 Health)
Assets: $225, Motorcycle


>Accelerate 4E
>Swerve 2N, 1E
>Deploy RC car to my NW
>1Edge Accelerate 4E
>1Edge Detonate RC car
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Rolled 2, 8 + 2 = 12 (2d10 + 2)

>>4920842
Name: Blackjack
Type: Assassin
HP 6/6
Edge 0/5
Move 6
Defense 8+1

Cool: 4
Sharp: 2(-1)
Hard: 0
Weird: 2

Flash Step (0 AP, 1 Edge.): Target an enemy within (Move) spaces. Move behind them, then attack with +2 accuracy. Dodge all reaction shots while moving.
Spook [Spy] Spend (1 AP) at a door, corner, or hiding spot to find out what's ahead while staying hidden.
Agility: Pass through enemies. Gain advantage to Vault, jump, or Climb.
Visions of Death: (0 AP, 1 Edge): Sense the locations of all enemies you have a path to within 10 spaces. The nearest elite enemy, or an enemy of your choice, becomes Fated. The closest route to them will be shown on the map. Gain +2 move when following the path, and +2 Acc. and crit chance when attacking the fated enemy.

Katana- DMG 3, +1 Crit [Block]
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1
First Aid Kit [Quick Heal] (1 AP, 3/4 uses): Heal yourself or a friendly next to you for 3 HP, and remove 1 debuff.

Fancy Clothes: +1 Defense
Apartment
+Bedroom
+Bathroom
+Living Room
Motorbike [2/1/0]
Cash: $24,125

Mother fucker. Jackie had half a mind to veer off the bridge and help Mizzy out of his wreck- but Dr. Ben and the kid were still in the running, with that poser Chien, so of course she had to stay locked on target. Also, Angela was hot, and hot people shouldn't die to wrinkly old gross people. Lena would agree.

>Accelerate 4
>Accelerate 4
>[Block]

She was getting closer. Close enough to stare the Dragon in the eyes as Benny's bullets ripped into the pig-carrying maniac. Close enough to see the Spider say his inane taunt- close enough to see the kid's sword go right for the old fuck's throat- except it's bulletproof, of course. Well, nothing to it then.
>[Edge] Flash Step behind the big bitch onto the top of the Spider and Dragon's car, making sure that the Dragon bites the dust, ditch the bike, as much as it pains her.
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Rolled 6 + 2 (1d10 + 2)

>>4920914

>1Edge to ask Spider a question (Weird +2)

ICE M4N swerved into traffic, joining the fold as soon as he'd heard the news. He wore a grim face while moving across the highway trying to figure out what to say to the one man who could give him answers.

"I want, no I NEED to know Spider do you still have it? Even now, even after all these years do you still have Toouv intact?"
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>>4920923
Caphound is one step closer to being avenged
HOPEFULLY she only had something like 10-12 HP. But hey, you never know!
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Rolled 2, 1 = 3 (2d10)

>>4920842
>>4920924
[Psycho] Alan
C: 1 H: 3 S: 0-1 W: 4
HP: 7/9 Edge: 2/5 Move: 6 Defence: 6 Crit on 6-10
[Load-out]
[Fists] Rng: Melee Dmg: 2
[Shotgun] Rng: 10 Dmg: 4 Amm: 4/0 {Breach}
[Pistol] Rng: 10 Dmg: 2 Amm: 0/4
[Skills]
[Hurting Other People] +1 Damage if you are not at Max HP
[Steadfast 2/2] Spend 1 AP a turn to gain 1 Steadfast Token. Two Steadfast tokens block one attack.
>[Gear]
[Money]: $130
[First Aid Kit] (2/4)
[Stylish Clothes](Changshan): +1 Defense
[White Lightning]: Knock yourself down and gain 5 Edge (0/1)
[Heat] 8
>[Stash]
Money: $10546
[Two Piece Suit]: +1 Edge
[Stylish Clothes](Sports): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Darth Vader): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Qipao): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Clawbacca): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Cassock): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Business Casual): +1 Defense
[Studio Loft] + [Bedroom Upgrade] + [Bathroom Upgrade] + [Livingroom Upgrade]
[Dirt Bike] 0/5/0
[Bravado Coupe] 4/5/1 (Shared ownership with Badger)

>[Statuses]
Steadfast (1/2)
Hurting Other People (ON)
Teamwork Tactics (ON)

>Steadfast
>Shoot Yangster at 6NW, 3W with Pistol (+2 Acc, Crit on 6, 3 DMG)
>Shoot Glasses at 5NW, 5W with Pistol (+2 Acc, Crit on 6, 3 DMG)
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>>4920871
Forgot to update last turn ammo. Note to self: next turn AR is 0/6, Pistol is 1/7
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>>4920842
"Alright, it looks like the others have started without us. Let's go pay our respect to our old friend Spider."
>Steadfast (1/2)
>Accelerate 6 spaces forward
>Accelerate 6 spaces forward

Name: Honey Badger
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP:8/11 Edge:5/8 Move:5 Defense:4 Crit on 9+
Factors: Cool:0 Sharp:3 Hard:3+1 Weird:1
Weapons: Pistol (range 10, dmg2, 3/8 ammo)
AR (range 20, dmg3, 4/8 ammo, auto)
Fists (Melee, dmg2, crit +1)
Lightweight Armor Vest (+1 HP)
Gear: Frag Grenades (1/2, Area 2, 4Ex damage)
Talent: Inspire, Teamwork Tactics, Old Friends, Steadfast, Raging Demon
Funds: $9244
Assets: Studio Loft (free asset), A Bravado coupe (Engine tuning, Turbo, Tires, Transmission, Nitrous) (4/51)
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>>4920924
>>4920842

"Toouv your nuts cause I'm thinking your spine's not the only pathetic thing about you."
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>>4920924
>>4920842
"Toouv your nuts intact cause I'm guessing your spine's not the only pathetic thing about you."
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Rolled 2, 1, 3 + 3 = 9 (3d10 + 3)

This was sublime.

chien blinks once, against the blur of the wind. Notes the bullets that puncture through the windshield, grazing the unicorn. On the other side of the chase, faintly blurred by a barrage of bullets, Angela keeps hot pace. She's taking fire too. She needs aid. Still, a moment of glory. Some things are too beautiful to ignore.

" This man, Mr. Ray. He drives like he was born behind the wheel. "

The tricks El Familia showed chien barely allows him to keep up. Maddened drivers barrel down the opposite way, disregarding the laws of traffic which state: the faster object has the right way! chien makes his decision, snapshot, there and then and speeds up. Shouts against the thrum of the engine. There is one small gap and one hope: Blackjack launches herself off of her bike. But Blackjack alone against three is bad, dire odds. And Angela needs help. Well. The fastest object has the right of way.

"Miss Rainfall! You must focus through your bleeding! I will get us closer! Do not let your lust for Spider's Head cloud your strikes!

Blackjack needs your help! You know what to do! Rainfall . . . GET THE DOOR. THEIR DOOR. "

>[1AP] Hit the GAS 4E
>[1AP] Sharp: Breathe. Focus. Remember the Don's training. Time the swerve to come *just* right to flit through the gap and make Ray slow down a fraction to avoid a collision. Maybe this gives Blackjack better odds of getting on-board. [+3]

>[Furious Focus Shootdodge] Swerve 6S, 1W, dance through the *gap* between cars. As I do, pistol-whip Yangster driver [2D, crit8, melee]

>[1AP Reaction] Accelerate WAY out of danger. 7 Speed handling. I do not want to be here for long, this is DANGEROUS.

#chien, lvl2
Hp 6/6 | Edge 0/8 | Move 5
Def 6 | Crit 9
Cool 2 | Sharp 3
Hard 0 | Weird 1

[Shootdodge]
[Furious Focus]
[Deadeye]
Heat: 11
Wanted: 1
$18322
-2*Pistol: R10, D2, c9, 4 / 4
-Fist: M, Dmg2, >=8 crit
!Armored Vest [2D / 3t]
!Ammo Belt (+2 Mags)

*Gunrunner, Speed 5 | Handling 4 | Size 1
+Transmission, Engine Tuning, Tires, Nitrous, Turbo
+The Kid's Sentimental Unicorn
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Rolled 9 + 2 (1d10 + 2)

>>4920842
Name: Strings
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 8/9, Edge 2/5, Move 5, Defence 10+, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Cool 4+1, Sharp 0, Move 5
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/16), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 0/4, breach)
Special Talent: Pack Alpha
Clothes: Chinese Clothes (Stylish clothing)
Gear: First Aid Kit (1/4).
Cash: $33621
Assets: Van 3/3/4 (All upgrades except Spoiler). Red Dress (Stylish clothes). Two Piece Suit. Tight fittting dress shirt (Stylish clothes.)

>>4920675
"Mouth closed otherwise you might throw useless advice"

>Swerve 3S, 1W
>Brake 9W
>1Edge Slam West car
>React Accelerate 5E
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Rolled 10, 2 = 12 (2d10)

>>4920842
Name: Riptide
Type: Psycho
Stats: HP: 7/9 | Edge: 5/5 | Move: 5 (6-1) | Defence 5
Hard: 3 Cool: 0 Sharp: 0 Weird: 3 (Crit on 7+)

Talents: [Head Smash]: (0 AP, 1 Edge)
Weapons: [Pistol]: Range 10, DMG 2, Ammo 4/8; [Fists]: Melee, DMG 2, Crit +1 (On 6); [Shotgun]: Range 10, DMG 4, Ammo 4/4, Breach.
Gear: [Armour Vest]: Block 2 Damage, 1 Time.
Clothing: [Stylish Clothes]: +1 Defence
Assets: [Dock Warehouse] (Free), $6,016, Loot

Riptide was honestly relaxing, despite the high speed vehicle gunfight he was a part of.
That is until the truck collided with a vehicle. He was also disturbed by some Italian swearing, what the hell is a "Cazzo"?
He also has choice words for Spider.

>Fire an Aimed Shot with my Shotgun at 4SW
>Fire a Quick Shot with my Pistol at 4SW

"Ozali mayele te. Ozali salite nyama, nazali yanke."
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Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>4920840
Name: Tony Vespucci
Type: Brain
Stats: HP 7/7 Edge 4/7 Move 6, Defence 5, Crit on 6 and above
Factors: Hard 1, Cool 1, Sharp 2, Weird 4

Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), SMG (Range 10, Damage 3, Ammo 3/3, +1 crit range)
Gear: Frag Grenades (1/2 uses)
Special Talent: taser (1/4 uses)
Special talent: pack leader (names: Carlo and Diego)
Special Talent: Electrify

“PORCA TROIA CHE STRADE È QUESTA OH MA NON GUARDA LA GENTE DOVE MINCHIA GUIDANO CHE CAZZO”

“EH SPARATEGLI DEVO DIRVELO PURE?!”
Tony is not very pleased by the situation
> move 2E
> move 2SE
> order my goons to shoot that damn yangster group in the green car
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>>4920842
Name: Alamo
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 11/11, Armor 0, Edge 3/9, Move 5, Defense 4, Crit on 10
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/4), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 4/7)
Factors: Hard 4+1, Cool 0, Sharp 3, Weird 0
Medic Bag: [Deploy (1AP, 0 use): Deploy medic bag adjacent. Friendlies next to it can [Full Heal] (2AP, 0 uses) to fully heal themselves, or a friendly next to them, and remove all debuffs.
Special Talent: Inspire [Shout] (0 AP, 1 Edge, Target friendly gains +1 AP and +1 Move. If they are knocked down, they stand up.
Pack Alpha: Start a job with 2 NPCs with 2 hp and a pistol. Roll +hard to give orders. Otherwise they act on their own
Call Out: (0 AP, 1 Edge) Target an enemy within 10 spaces with a path to you. They act right away and attack you. They will not act on the next enemy turn.
Two-Piece Suit: +1 Edge

>Move over East 1 seat
>Overwatch with Shotgun
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Rolled 6, 2, 1, 4 + 2 = 15 (4d10 + 2)

>>4920842
Name: Strike
Type: Operator
HP 6/6
Edge 5/8
Move 6
Defense 8
Crt:10

Cool: 4
Sharp: 3 (4 BOOSTED)
Hard: 0
Weird: 0

Talent:
Shootdodge (0ap, 1edge)
Lightning Reload

Weapons:
Dblpistol (RNG:10, DMG 2, AMMO: 4/4)
Fists (MLE, DMG 2, CRT+1)

Gear:
Aid Kit(1ap, 3x 3HP)
Katana Coupe (5/3/1)
Cash: $8344

>[Aimed shot] W Teal driver if they're still around
>[Quickshot] NW white car driver

>>4921430
"You close it. Remember who shot it?. Check your fire.

Check your driving."
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Rolled 1 + 4 (1d10 + 4)

>>4920842
Rainfall looks up after bandaging her wounds. She sees something hurtling toward the pink coupe. It's fast, but it should be no problem for Chien to avoid. Rainfall, too, knows a little about driving, having successfully chaffeured Ramirez and Heckler's merry gang of bank-robbers a few times. She knows for a fact that nothing outside of mechanical problems could hinder a professional from driving on the wrong lane at the wrong speeds.

Then she hears the subtle clank of some piece of machinery in the car moving in not quite the right way. The car moves wrongly by a degree, a fraction more sluggishly than it did before. The smooth operation of the ride degraded just so slightly by the straining of its engine for just a bit longer than it could handle.

Did you know a Formula 1 racecar needs to change or rebuild its engine every 2 races? It wasn't due to the engine reaching the end of its lifespan, but simply because that slight deviation between the performance of the car and the punctilious demands of the driver creates a margin of uninvited disaster. In other words, oh no she could very possibly die and the only silver lining would be that they would be completely pulverize before they could feel any pain oh god.

But a professional always has a way out. She sees an opportunity for survival bloom for in a singular instant.

>1AP Use FAK
>1Edge [Flash Step] onto Blackjack's bike.
>1AP Swerve 2N, 1S
>1AP [Block]

Name: Rainfall
Class: Assassin[Lv3]
HP[6/6] Edge[3/5] Move 6
Defense 9, Crit 8(7 w/ Katana)
Cool:4 Sharp:0 Hard:0 Weird:2
Skills:
(Flash Step)
(Die Hard)
Weapons:(Blood Katana:Dmg4,Block1,Crit+1,1stCritHeal1)
(Pistol:Dmg2,Range10,[4|8])(Fists:Dmg2,Crit+1)
Gear:(First Aid Kit:1AP, Heal 3, Remove 1 Debuff,[3/4])
Clothing:(Stylish Clothes:Def+1)
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>>4921941
A professional needs to complete the mission no matter what. Once she grabs ahold of the bike, she should gain at least one more opportunity to strike at Spider and oh no haha oh god-
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Rolled 6, 4, 1 = 11 (3d10)

>>4920842
"Aaaaaaa! Aaaahahahaha"
>-Get pulled in
>Aimed shot the Driver's Side Front tire of the teal car (2d10+2, pistols crit9)
>Sharp: If I've timed this right, this should cause the vehicle to slalom into the white car NW of it. (1d10+3sharp)

Operator Non Grata, Rank 4
Hp 6/6 | Edge 2/8 | Move 6
Def 9 | Crit 10
Cool 4 | Sharp 3
Hard 0 | Weird 0
[Shootdodge]
[Moonlighter]
[Cash & Personal Effects: $38,198, Tiger's Fang, Designer Sunglasses, Light Armor, 2-pc Suit, Stylish Clothes, Ammo Belts, Clue: Jacks' Hexidecimal Lockdown Code 12E219] (free asset unclaimed)
[The Law] Heat: 6, WL: 1

-Pistol (×2): Rng10, Dmg2, 3/4:4
-Fist: M, Dmg2, +1Crit
-Smoke Grenades (1/2)
-Stylish Clothes: +1 Defense
-Designer Sunglasses
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>>4922900

The Washington Bridge dives underground into a tunnel. Gunshots and engines echo down the long dark space, lit only by emergency lighting and headlights.

Turn 3 begins.
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Rolled 1 + 1 (1d10 + 1)

>>4922915
“Everyone say a prayer, we’re going to need it”
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Rolled 2, 3 = 5 (2d10)

>>4922915
Name: Alamo
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 11/11, Armor 0, Edge 1/9, Move 5, Defense 4, Crit on 10
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/4), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 2/7)
Factors: Hard 4+1, Cool 0, Sharp 3, Weird 0
Medic Bag: [Deploy (1AP, 0 use): Deploy medic bag adjacent. Friendlies next to it can [Full Heal] (2AP, 0 uses) to fully heal themselves, or a friendly next to them, and remove all debuffs.
Special Talent: Inspire [Shout] (0 AP, 1 Edge, Target friendly gains +1 AP and +1 Move. If they are knocked down, they stand up.
Pack Alpha: Start a job with 2 NPCs with 2 hp and a pistol. Roll +hard to give orders. Otherwise they act on their own
Call Out: (0 AP, 1 Edge) Target an enemy within 10 spaces with a path to you. They act right away and attack you. They will not act on the next enemy turn.
Two-Piece Suit: +1 Edge

>Move to spot behind Ace [Edge]
>Inspire Dr.Ben
>Quickshot Dragon with Pistol
>Aimed Shot Dragon with Shotgun

Alamo sticks his upperbody out the window. "Ben, fuck them up best you can. We're losing drivers left and right!"
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Rolled 7, 4, 6, 8, 4 = 29 (5d10)

>>4922915
>>4922915
Name: "1CE M4N"
Type: Brain
Stats: HP: 8/8 | Edge: 3/7 | Move: 5
Hard: 1 Cool: 1 Sharp: 2 Weird: 2

Talents: RC Car (1/2)
Weapons: [Gym Bag] , Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 5+)
Gear: [Armored Vest] (3/3), Frag Grenades (2/4)
Clothing: Light Armor Vest (+1 Health)
Assets: $225, Motorcycle

>Quickthrow grenade 4W
>Quickthrow grenade 3NW, 5W
>Swerve 2 North, 1 East
>Accelerate 4 East
>Roll cool to turn

"This Piece of crap's too slow"
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Rolled 5 (1d10)

>>4922915
>To determine Wasted effect for narration.
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Rolled 10 + 1 (1d10 + 1)

>>4922915
>>4922915
[Psycho] Alan
C: 1 H: 3 S: 0-1 W: 4
HP: 7/9 Edge: 2/5 Move: 6 Defence: 6 Crit on 6-10
[Load-out]
[Fists] Rng: Melee Dmg: 2
[Shotgun] Rng: 10 Dmg: 4 Amm: 4/0 {Breach}
[Pistol] Rng: 10 Dmg: 2 Amm: 0/4
[Skills]
[Hurting Other People] +1 Damage if you are not at Max HP
[Steadfast 2/2] Spend 1 AP a turn to gain 1 Steadfast Token. Two Steadfast tokens block one attack.
>[Gear]
[Money]: $130
[First Aid Kit] (1/4)
[Stylish Clothes](Changshan): +1 Defense
[White Lightning]: Knock yourself down and gain 5 Edge (0/1)
[Heat] 8
>[Stash]
Money: $10546
[Two Piece Suit]: +1 Edge
[Stylish Clothes](Sports): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Darth Vader): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Qipao): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Clawbacca): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Cassock): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Business Casual): +1 Defense
[Studio Loft] + [Bedroom Upgrade] + [Bathroom Upgrade] + [Livingroom Upgrade]
[Dirt Bike] 0/5/0
[Bravado Coupe] 4/5/1 (Shared ownership with Badger)

>[Statuses]
Steadfast (1/2)
Hurting Other People (ON)
Teamwork Tactics (ON)

>>4921122
"Taking the wheel since I'm out of range, maybe you'll finally hit something this time ha."

>Switch places with Badger
>Accelerate 6
>Accelerate 6
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>>4922915
>>4922956
Name: Seline
Type: Operator
HP 6/6
Edge 7/7
Move 5
Defense 7+1

Cool: 3
Sharp: 2
Hard: 1-1
Weird: 0

Moonlighter- Advantage on one side job you roll during downtime.

DMR- Range 30, DMG 4, Ammo 3/9
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1

Fancy Clothes: +1 Defence

The wheel- it was easy. Wriggle left, go left, wriggle right, go right. She pushed the corpses to the back- not to the side- pulling a seatbelt over herself with her left hand while gripping the wheel with deathly force with her right, and oh it-

It wasn’t *that* hard.

For a brief and glorious moment, after some wriggling and scraping the paint off the front against the pickup, she was holding it steady, grinning radiantly at the pistoleer and the (very) fortunate one. Driving was *easy*.

Now, just to turn out from behind the pickup, and then figuring out slowing up and down.

Hauling right, the car responded like a dream, deliriously swift, as it bent and weaved around to the right- the moment when Seline realised she should have learned how to drive cars *earlier-*

Something smashed into her from behind.
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>>4922969
>>4922956
Suddenly spun wildly, she briefly caught sight of another wildly careening pickup, something falling over the side, before her world suddenly *stopped*-

And went black.

Briefly.

Next was the sensation of *something*- probably the airbags, she’s later decide- smashing off her face, the inertia throwing her torso into the belt, pain radiating, pieces of the brand new ride splintering everywhere as somebody’s limb ended up in her lap.

Fortunately, not hers.

For an eternity, Seline simply sat there, dazed, hopefully not drooling, as the car chase howled past her, then another wave of reinforcements followed- before slowly fumbling for her phone, and then the keys in one of the corpse pockets.

……….she wondered if she could tell the paramedics that the other two tried to board her car.
>-$400 (Medical Fees), Injured Torso (-1 Hard, briefly)

Apartment
Triad Car [?/?/?]
Cash: $20556
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Rolled 6 + 1 (1d10 + 1)

>>4922915
Name: Heckler
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 9/9, Edge 1/8, Move 6, Defence 5, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Cool 1, Sharp 3, Move 1, Heat 8, Wanted 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 4/4, Auto, With Ramirez)
Special Talent: Inspire (0AP, 1 Edge - Target a friendly who can see or hear you. This turn they gain +1 AP and +1 move. If they are knocked down, they stand up.)
Old Friends (Bonus Favours on mission)
Suppressive Fire (1 AP, 2 Ammo, Ends Turn - Target Area 2 within gun range, damage cover, impose -4 accuracy penalty on enemies, take reaction shot against first enemy who moves or ends their turn out of cover)
EXTREME TEAM (0 AP, 1 Edge - You and your teammate [Ramirez] attack a single enemy at the same time. They don't expend an action.)
Clothes: Ammo Belt (+2 magazines' worth of spare ammo)
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 use)
Cash: $109375
Assets: Bungalow (Bedroom, Bathroom, Kitchen, Living Room), Dock Warehouse (Office, Gym, Workshop)

>Reload Assault rifle
>Give Rifle to Ramirez
>Swap places with Ramirez as Driver
>Roll +1 as Driver to turn

"Ramirez, swap. Here's my gun. Just topped it up, Have fun." Heckler says he moves into the driver's seat. "HOLD ON EVERYONE! THIS MIGHT BE EITHER REALLY BAD, OR WE ARE GOING TO BE OKAY!" he says as he prepares to turn.
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Rolled 5, 7, 10 = 22 (3d10)

>>4922915
Name: Ramirez
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 11/11, Edge 1/8, Move 6, Defence 4, Crit on 10
Factors: Sharp 3, Hard 4, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 4/8, Breach)
Special Talent: Steadfast (2 tokens), Die Hard, Inspire, Extreme Team
Gear: Frag Grenades x0
Clothes: Lightweight Armor Vest
Personal Cash: $84303
Heat: 8
Wanted Level: 1
Assets: Pickup (free), Loud Apartment, Blue Disk

>Quick shot with AR at driver of green van
>Quick shot with AR at driver of grey pickup
>Quick shot with AR at driver of grey car

>>4923000
Ramirez grunts as he and Heckler quickly swap positions. "If you wreck this thing it'll be on your head," he warrns.
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Rolled 10, 3, 9, 1, 9, 6 = 38 (6d10)

>>4922915
Name: Blackjack
Type: Assassin
HP 1/6
Edge 0/5
Move 6
Defense 8+1

Cool: 4
Sharp: 2(-1)
Hard: 0
Weird: 2

Flash Step (0 AP, 1 Edge.): Target an enemy within (Move) spaces. Move behind them, then attack with +2 accuracy. Dodge all reaction shots while moving.
Spook [Spy] Spend (1 AP) at a door, corner, or hiding spot to find out what's ahead while staying hidden.
Agility: Pass through enemies. Gain advantage to Vault, jump, or Climb.
Visions of Death: (0 AP, 1 Edge): Sense the locations of all enemies you have a path to within 10 spaces. The nearest elite enemy, or an enemy of your choice, becomes Fated. The closest route to them will be shown on the map. Gain +2 move when following the path, and +2 Acc. and crit chance when attacking the fated enemy.

Katana- DMG 3, +1 Crit [Block]
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1
First Aid Kit [Quick Heal] (1 AP, 3/4 uses): Heal yourself or a friendly next to you for 3 HP, and remove 1 debuff.

Fancy Clothes: +1 Defense
Apartment
+Bedroom
+Bathroom
+Living Room
Motorbike [2/1/0]
Cash: $24,125

Woof. Nothing like a near-death experience to wake someone up. Well, there's nothing to it. As Mizuchi would say, death or glory. She would miss Lena, though, she loved that woman. But hey. If she died here, Blackjack's cut would go to pay off her med school bills, both Claire and Angela know the drill. There were other women out there, not like Blackjack was unique. Lena would bounce back.

Enough fatalism! Go, Swordmistress, and embrace Death with open arms!

Señor de l𝔞 D𝔞nz𝔞, ¡Un t𝔞ngo contigo 𝔞hor𝔞!

>Quick Attack the Dragon
>Quick Attack the Dragon
>Quick Attack the Dragon
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>>4922915
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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Rolled 10, 3, 8, 9, 9 = 39 (5d10)

>>4922915
>>4922928
*Incomprehensible mumbling intensifies*

>-Get inspired
>Shoot Dragon (+2 hit, crit on 4+)
>Reload
>Shoot Dragon again (+2 hit, crit on 4+)
>And again (+2 hit, crit on 4+)
>(1Edge)Shoot Dragon one more time (+2 hit, crit on 4+)
>-Left turn (+3 Cool)

Name: Doctor Ben
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 6/6, Edge 1/6, Move 5, Defence 8, Crit on 6+
Factors: Weird 4, Cool 3, Sharp 1, Hard 1 (temp)
Weapons: Dual Pistols (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 5+)
Special Talents: Visions of Death, Shootdodge
Gear: First Aid Kit (1/4, 1Ap heal 3Hp, remove 1 debuff)
Duds: Stylish Clothes (+1 Def)
Dirtbike (+turbo, 2/2/0)
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>>4922915
Name: Brick
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 6/9(Nice), Edge 5/6, Move 6, Defense 6, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Cool 2, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 7/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 3, Crit on 9)
Special Talent: Bruiser, Reload Fists
Gear: Armor vest
Clothes: Two-Piece Suit: +1 Edge

>Quickshot with all ap the gangster driving the green car.

“Good God I love this job!”
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Rolled 2, 5, 2, 3, 1, 2 + 2 = 17 (6d10 + 2)

>>4922915
>Doubletap Yangster S SE (2d10+2, pistols)
>Shoot out the front-right tire of the green van, 2NW 1N (2d10+2, pistols)
>Doubletap the Yangster 5N 2NW (2d10+2, pistols)

>>4923000
"Are you planning to get any closer to the actual target maybe?

Operator Non Grata, Rank 4
Hp 6/6 | Edge 2/8 | Move 6
Def 9 | Crit 10
Cool 4 | Sharp 3
Hard 0 | Weird 0
[Shootdodge]
[Moonlighter]
[Cash & Personal Effects: $38,198, Tiger's Fang, Designer Sunglasses, Light Armor, 2-pc Suit, Stylish Clothes, Ammo Belts, Clue: Jacks' Hexidecimal Lockdown Code 12E219] (free asset unclaimed)
[The Law] Heat: 6, WL: 1

-Pistol (×2): Rng10, Dmg2, 0/4:4
-Fist: M, Dmg2, +1Crit
-Smoke Grenades (1/2)
-Stylish Clothes: +1 Defense
-Designer Sunglasses
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Rolled 10, 1, 4, 8 = 23 (4d10)

>>4922915
Name: Empress
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 9/9, Edge 4/5, Move 5, Defense 9, Crit on 10
Attributes: Hard 3, Cool 4, Sharp 0, Weird 0

Weapons:
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 4/0, Breach)

Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4)
Special Talents: Die Hard, Moonlighter
Items: Stylish Clothes, Ornate Blade
Cash: -$8,505

"Yeah, this is close enough for me. Thanks for your hard work, Ace. I'll be sure to pay you back, yeah? Just give my office a call when you're in need."

Empress draws her shotgun from its resting place and leans out of the window, aiming for the tires of Spider's getaway ride. She wasn't even sure if she could do enough damage to force the driver to stop or crash, but the alternative to damaging the car troubled her. She didn't want to hurt the Dragon, not when she could be made into a powerful ally (or even a friend). And besides, the real target here was that bastard named Spider. If she got him, she could expand safely and create a new empire. Or, the thought occurred to her, simply enjoy a vacation in Heat City.

>(3AP 1 Edge) Quick Shot with a shotgun at the car tires four times.

She dumps all of her shells at tires, hoping to at least do some damage or impair their ability to get away.
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Rolled 8, 8, 8 = 24 (3d10)

>>4922915
Chaser
Enforcer
HP 9/9
Edge 3/7
Move 5
Def 5, Crit 9+
C 0/S 2/H 3/W 1
Ht 1 / Want 1
>Perks
Old Friends
Teamwork Tactics
>loadout
Stylish Clothes (Leather jacket and aviators) (+1 defense)
AR (Rng 20, Dmg 3, Ammo 0/6, Auto)
Pistol (Rng 20, Dmg 2, Ammo 1/7)
These hands (Melee, Dmg 2, Crit +1, rated E for everyone)
First Aid kit (Quick Heal, 1 Ap, 2/4 Uses, 3 HP and remove a debuff from self or nearby friendly)
>Stash
$18452, Bungalow (free asset), Two piece suit, Movie Collection

"How many of them does this make? I lost cou- what the fuck are two doing in the front switching places? Fuck it, whatever, as long as you don't kill us."

>Reload AR (1 AP)
>quickshoot pistol driver green van (1 AP)
>same as above, but with AR (1 AP)
>brace self for more EXTREME driving maneuvers (1 Edge, have an extra dice in case it's needed)
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Rolled 1, 3, 5 = 9 (3d10)

>>4923450
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Rolled 3, 7 = 10 (2d10)

>>4922915
>>4922959
"Watch this." After entering the passenger seat, Badger grabbed his rifle, and slipped his upper body out of the window, steadying his rifle against the roof, preparing the perfect shot. He waited until the ideal moment, and, as his eyes and the Dragon's met, he squeezed the trigger.
>Swap places with Alan (Now a passenger)
>Aimed shot at Dragon with AR (3dmg, crits on +9)
>Aimed shot at Dragon with AR (3dmg, crits on +9) (2 Edge)

Name: Honey Badger
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP:8/11 Edge:3/8 Move:5 Defense:4 Crit on 9+
Factors: Cool:0 Sharp:3 Hard:3+1 Weird:1
Weapons: Pistol (range 10, dmg2, 3/8 ammo)
AR (range 20, dmg3, 2/8 ammo, auto)
Fists (Melee, dmg2, crit +1)
Lightweight Armor Vest (+1 HP)
Gear: Frag Grenades (1/2, Area 2, 4Ex damage)
Talent: Inspire, Teamwork Tactics, Old Friends, Steadfast, Raging Demon
Funds: $9244
Assets: Studio Loft (free asset), A Bravado coupe (Engine tuning, Turbo, Tires, Transmission, Nitrous) (4/51)
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Rolled 3 + 4 (1d10 + 4)

>>4922915

Name: Strike
Type: Operator
HP 6/6
Edge 5/8
Move 6
Defense 8
Crt:10

Cool: 4
Sharp: 3 (4 BOOSTED)
Hard: 0
Weird: 0

Talent:
Shootdodge (0ap, 1edge)
Lightning Reload

Weapons:
Dblpistol (RNG:10, DMG 2, AMMO: 4/4)
Fists (MLE, DMG 2, CRT+1)

Gear:
Aid Kit(1ap, 3x 3HP)
Katana Coupe (5/3/1)

"We're going over the cliff!"

>Move 2E(??)
>Try to switch drivers
>Try to reach over Strings(??)
>Rolling cool as the driver(????)

>>4923450
"We're gonna crash! Someone do something! Do it quick!"
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Rolled 2 + 2 (1d10 + 2)

>>4920842
I’m gonna die but I’ll post anyway

Name: Tony Vespucci
Type: Brain
Stats: HP 7/7 Edge 4/7 Move 6, Defence 5, Crit on 6 and above
Factors: Hard 1, Cool 1, Sharp 2, Weird 4

Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), SMG (Range 10, Damage 3, Ammo 3/3, +1 crit range)
Gear: Frag Grenades (1/2 uses)
Special Talent: taser (1/4 uses)
Special talent: pack leader (names: Carlo and Diego)
Special Talent: Electrify

> move 3E, N-S-S (accelerate and swerve)
> try to get back control of the car (sharp?)
“CMON HONEY WE CAN DO THIS CMON”
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>>4922915
Name: Strings
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 8/9, Edge 2/5, Move 5, Defence 10+, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Cool 4+1, Sharp 0, Move 5
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 4/0, breach)
Special Talent: Pack Alpha
Clothes: Chinese Clothes (Stylish clothing)
Gear: First Aid Kit (1/4).
Cash: $33621
Assets: Van 3/3/4 (All upgrades except Spoiler). Red Dress (Stylish clothes). Two Piece Suit. Tight fittting dress shirt (Stylish clothes.)

>>4924376
"Whatever man take the wheel if you want"

>Reaction aimed shot any enemy driver still alive in range
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>>4924602
"Your bad 'tude is ruining my vibe. Just let me drive."

I thought you were gonna miss the turn cutoff lol, anyways i rolled pretty low so if i miss feel free to laugh. But if we make it you and brick are going to want to get your swords out. We're gonna join the frontline.
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>>4922915

The road takes a hard left, merging with a highway offramp as it turns into a main road north through Sunset Beach. Most of the drivers are successful at taking the turn at high speed ... most of them. Meanwhile more enemies are already arriving, riding down the merge ramp on loud motorbikes, men in beards and patched coats. Remnants of the Dirty Dogs, looks like, and they've got a bone to pick with you. Understandable, what with how you shot up their clubhouse and killed their bosses and half their crew and all.

Blackjack and Dragon clash swords atop Ray's vehicle, blade ringing against blade. The Dragon is bigger, but Blackjack is faster, and gets the upper hand, despite the Dragon's trick of setting her goddamn sword on fire. If that weren't enough for her, Dr. Ben hones in on just the right shot and blasts her repeatedly from behind, with Badger landing a shot as well for good measure. Her jacket is clearly more than just a jacket, it must be full of serious armor, and she's got more underneath the suit for good measure, but even with all the kevlar and whatever else, she's taking an absolute beating.
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>>4925000

Blackjack is about to press her advantage, when something catches her eye from below, and she sees the man in shades raises his gun. Ray shoots upwards from the driver's seat; Blackjack dodges backwards, but her foot skids trying to find purchase on the windshield. She loses balance and begins to fall ...
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>>4925003

From the corner her eye, she sees it -- a gloved hand outstretched -- she grabs it. With Angela's iron will and Blackjack's acrobatics, the assassin somehow gets hauled up on the rear of the bike; but she loses her precious blade, the dime-store katana, in the process, and sadly watches it clatter away on down the road.

"Don't you go dying on me," Angela says roughly. "We've still got a job to do."
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>>4925008

A bloodied Dragon retreats into the car, only to stand up again, hauling something big and long and metal up onto her shoulder. "Is that what I think it is?" Angela says. "Oh, shit -- WATCH OUT!"
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>>4925012

Turn 4 begins.
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>>4925024
Name: Blackjack
Type: Assassin
HP 6/6
Edge 0/5
Move 6
Defense 8+1

Cool: 4
Sharp: 2(-1)
Hard: 0
Weird: 2

Flash Step (0 AP, 1 Edge.): Target an enemy within (Move) spaces. Move behind them, then attack with +2 accuracy. Dodge all reaction shots while moving.
Spook [Spy] Spend (1 AP) at a door, corner, or hiding spot to find out what's ahead while staying hidden.
Agility: Pass through enemies. Gain advantage to Vault, jump, or Climb.
Visions of Death: (0 AP, 1 Edge): Sense the locations of all enemies you have a path to within 10 spaces. The nearest elite enemy, or an enemy of your choice, becomes Fated. The closest route to them will be shown on the map. Gain +2 move when following the path, and +2 Acc. and crit chance when attacking the fated enemy.

Katana- DMG 3, +1 Crit [Block]
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1
First Aid Kit [Quick Heal] (1 AP, 3/4 uses): Heal yourself or a friendly next to you for 3 HP, and remove 1 debuff.

Fancy Clothes: +1 Defense
Apartment
+Bedroom
+Bathroom
+Living Room
Motorbike [2/1/0]
Cash: $24,125

And like an answered prayer that she didn't even know she had, Blackjack was suddenly alive, and the most likely person to survive on this goddamn road. "I have seen God-" Blackjack mutters into the radio- "and she's a gigantic beautiful ginger bitch- wait, no, that's my blood in my eyes." She gives Angela an already-woozy slap on the shoulder, and breathlessly says, "You're wonderful." Leaning back, Jackie takes a breath for the first time in the last few minutes, and pulls out the first aid kit that Lena bothered her into getting. Maybe she should take Red Cross lessons, too. Cause she was losing a lot of blood.

>[Quick Heal] Self
>[Quick Heal] Self
Now that the issue of Jackie bleeding over Angela's perfectly nice jacket and bike was resolved, she suddenly remembered that she was missing something. What was it? Oh, right, yeah. A weapon. She was so used to using her sword, she kinda forgot that the pistol was empty.
>Reload pistol
She fixed that right away.
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Rolled 6 + 3 (1d10 + 3)

>>4925024
Name: Heckler
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 9/9, Edge 1/8, Move 6, Defence 5, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Cool 1, Sharp 3, Move 1, Heat 8, Wanted 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 4/4, Auto, With Ramirez)
Special Talent: Inspire (0AP, 1 Edge - Target a friendly who can see or hear you. This turn they gain +1 AP and +1 move. If they are knocked down, they stand up.)
Old Friends (Bonus Favours on mission)
Suppressive Fire (1 AP, 2 Ammo, Ends Turn - Target Area 2 within gun range, damage cover, impose -4 accuracy penalty on enemies, take reaction shot against first enemy who moves or ends their turn out of cover)
EXTREME TEAM (0 AP, 1 Edge - You and your teammate [Ramirez] attack a single enemy at the same time. They don't expend an action.)
Clothes: Ammo Belt (+2 magazines' worth of spare ammo)
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 use)
Cash: $109375
Assets: Bungalow (Bedroom, Bathroom, Kitchen, Living Room), Dock Warehouse (Office, Gym, Workshop)

>Swerve East 1, North 1
>Accelerate 2 North
>Slam Bike to East
>(Last Edge) Accelerate 2 North

>>4923461
"Don't blame me for that, blame Ramirez! This truck's got the horsepower of a lobotomized donkey." Heckler shouts as he swivels the wheel to slam into one of the bikers in front of him.

>>4923137
"If this bloody truck survives, please tell me you're gonna use some of that Guardian Bank money to make this thing actually run properly." Heckler says floors the accelerator pedal. "Get the boy off the back of the truck floor. We've still got bogey's on our six."
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Rolled 8 (1d10)

>>4925024
Name: Ramirez
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 11/11, Edge 0/8, Move 6, Defence 4, Crit on 10
Factors: Sharp 3, Hard 4, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 20, Damage 3, Ammo 0/8, Auto)
Special Talent: Steadfast (2 tokens), Die Hard, Inspire, Extreme Team
Gear: Frag Grenades x0
Clothes: Lightweight Armor Vest
Personal Cash: $84303
Heat: 8
Wanted Level: 1
Assets: Pickup (free), Loud Apartment, Blue Disk

>Reload assault rifle
>Autofire Assault Rifle at the Beard 8N, 2NE, as pictured. [1st die, -2 from autofire, +2 from Chaser]
>Inspire Chaser [-1 Edge]

>>4925053
"No promises about the truck..." Ramirez mutters.

>>4923582
"Hey, kid! On your feet, soldier, this is no time to be lying around!"
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Rolled 10 (1d10)

>>4925024
>Swerve W1 N1
>Shoot Dragon (+2 hit, crit on 4+)
>Reload

Name: Doctor Ben
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 6/6, Edge 0/6, Move 5, Defence 8, Crit on 6+
Factors: Weird 4, Cool 3, Sharp 1, Hard 1 (temp)
Weapons: Dual Pistols (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/4), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 5+)
Special Talents: Visions of Death, Shootdodge
Gear: First Aid Kit (1/4, 1Ap heal 3Hp, remove 1 debuff)
Duds: Stylish Clothes (+1 Def)
Dirtbike (+turbo, 2/2/0)
>>
Rolled 7, 8, 10 = 25 (3d10)

>>4925068
>Rolling three more times because I just magdumped
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>>4925024
Chaser
Enforcer
HP 1/9
Edge 3/7
Move 5
Def 5, Crit 9+
C 0/S 2/H 3/W 1
Ht 1 / Want 1
>Perks
Old Friends
Teamwork Tactics
>loadout
Stylish Clothes (Leather jacket and aviators) (+1 defense)
AR (Rng 20, Dmg 3, Ammo 3/2, Auto)
Pistol (Rng 20, Dmg 2, Ammo 0/7)
These hands (Melee, Dmg 2, Crit +1, rated E for everyone)
First Aid kit (Quick Heal, 1 Ap, 2/4 Uses, 3 HP and remove a debuff from self or nearby friendly)
>Stash
$18452, Bungalow (free asset), Two piece suit, Movie Collection

"What the fuck happened..? Did I get hit by a truck?" Chaser says, picking himself up. He then takes stock of the situation again. Once more unto the breach.

>>4925068
"Yessir! Wait, you're not my CO. Ramirez what the fuck happened? My ears are ringing."

>Fish out the medic bag from the gym bag and deploy it inside the truck (1 Edge)
>Heal up (2 AP)
>Idly consider a medical career
>Reload Pistol (1 AP)
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>>4925095
I forgot, but the inspire I got gave me an extra AP so I don't actually need to spend Edge for this turn.
Whoops.
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Rolled 4, 4 + 4 = 12 (2d10 + 4)

>>4925024
>Reload
>Aimed Doubletap at the Yangster driving the white car (2d10+4, crit9. Pistols)

Operator Non Grata, Rank 4
Hp 6/6 | Edge 2/8 | Move 6
Def 9 | Crit 10
Cool 4 | Sharp 3
Hard 0 | Weird 0
[Shootdodge]
[Moonlighter]
[Cash & Personal Effects: $38,198, Tiger's Fang, Designer Sunglasses, Light Armor, 2-pc Suit, Stylish Clothes, Ammo Belts, Clue: Jacks' Hexidecimal Lockdown Code 12E219] (free asset unclaimed)
[The Law] Heat: 6, WL: 1

-Pistol (×2): Rng10, Dmg2, 3/4:0
-Fist: M, Dmg2, +1Crit
-Smoke Grenades (1/2)
-Stylish Clothes: +1 Defense
-Designer Sunglasses
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>>4925095
"We just got near missed by an RPG - you're lucky you didn't get fragged, kid."
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Rolled 2, 7 = 9 (2d10)

>>4925024
Name: Alamo
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 11/11, Armor 0, Edge 0/9, Move 5, Defense 4, Crit on 10
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/4), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 0/7)
Factors: Hard 4+1, Cool 0, Sharp 3, Weird 0
Medic Bag: [Deploy (1AP, 0 use): Deploy medic bag adjacent. Friendlies next to it can [Full Heal] (2AP, 0 uses) to fully heal themselves, or a friendly next to them, and remove all debuffs.
Special Talent: Inspire [Shout] (0 AP, 1 Edge, Target friendly gains +1 AP and +1 Move. If they are knocked down, they stand up.
Pack Alpha: Start a job with 2 NPCs with 2 hp and a pistol. Roll +hard to give orders. Otherwise they act on their own
Call Out: (0 AP, 1 Edge) Target an enemy within 10 spaces with a path to you. They act right away and attack you. They will not act on the next enemy turn.
Two-Piece Suit: +1 Edge

>Blast other backtire with Shotgun
>Aimed Shot at Biker that is 2 South, 2 SouthEast (Second die with +2)
>Spend edge to Reload
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Rolled 5, 8, 4 = 17 (3d10)

>>4925024
>Quick Toss frag grenade 4NE 1N
>(1 edge) Quick shot at Dragon with AR (3dmg, crits on +9)
>Quick shot at Dragon with AR (3 dmg, crits on +9)
>(1 Edge) Swap with Alan
>Accelerate 6
>(1 Edge) Accelerate 6
"I'm dry, you're up, Alan!"

Name: Honey Badger
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP:8/11 Edge:1/8 Move:5 Defense:4 Crit on 9+
Factors: Cool:0 Sharp:3 Hard:3+1 Weird:1
Weapons: Pistol (range 10, dmg2, 3/8 ammo)
AR (range 20, dmg3, 0/8 ammo, auto)
Fists (Melee, dmg2, crit +1)
Lightweight Armor Vest (+1 HP)
Gear: Frag Grenades (0/2, Area 2, 4Ex damage)
Talent: Inspire, Teamwork Tactics, Old Friends, Steadfast, Raging Demon
Funds: $9244
Assets: Studio Loft (free asset), A Bravado coupe (Engine tuning, Turbo, Tires, Transmission, Nitrous) (4/51)
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>>4925447
Sorry about that, I'd like to add:
>Inspire Alan using that last edge point, putting me at 0
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Rolled 2, 4, 9, 6 = 21 (4d10)

>>4925024
[Psycho] Alan
C: 1 H: 3 S: 0-1 W: 4
HP: 7/9 Edge: 1/5 Move: 6 Defence: 6 Crit on 6-10
[Load-out]
[Fists] Rng: Melee Dmg: 2
[Shotgun] Rng: 10 Dmg: 4 Amm: 4/0 {Breach}
[Pistol] Rng: 10 Dmg: 2 Amm: 0/4
[Skills]
[Hurting Other People] +1 Damage if you are not at Max HP
[Steadfast 2/2] Spend 1 AP a turn to gain 1 Steadfast Token. Two Steadfast tokens block one attack.
>[Gear]
[Money]: $130
[First Aid Kit] (1/4)
[Stylish Clothes](Changshan): +1 Defense
[White Lightning]: Knock yourself down and gain 5 Edge (0/1)
[Heat] 8
>[Stash]
Money: $10546
[Two Piece Suit]: +1 Edge
[Stylish Clothes](Sports): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Darth Vader): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Qipao): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Clawbacca): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Cassock): +1 Defense
[Stylish Clothes](Business Casual): +1 Defense
[Studio Loft] + [Bedroom Upgrade] + [Bathroom Upgrade] + [Livingroom Upgrade]
[Dirt Bike] 0/5/0
[Bravado Coupe] 4/5/1 (Shared ownership with Badger)

>[Statuses]
Steadfast (2/2)
Hurting Other People (ON)
Teamwork Tactics (ON)

>1Edge Steadfast
>Shoot Dragon at 1NW, 5N with a shotgun (Crit on 6, +2 Acc, Damage 5)
>Shoot Dragon at 1NW, 5N with a shotgun (Crit on 6, +2 Acc, Damage 5)
>Shoot Dragon at 1NW, 5N with a shotgun (Crit on 6, +2 Acc, Damage 5)
>Shoot Dragon at 1NW, 5N with a shotgun (Crit on 6, +2 Acc, Damage 5)

>>4925448
"Brace for impact!"
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>>4925885
>1Edge Heal Badger

I misremembered I thought I healed Badger a few turns ago. Hope this goes through.
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Rolled 9, 8, 10, 4 = 31 (4d10)

>>4925024
>>4925024
Name: "1CE M4N"
Type: Brain
Stats: HP: 8/8 | Edge: 0/7 | Move: 5
Hard: 1 Cool: 1 Sharp: 2 Weird: 2

Talents: RC Car (1/2)
Weapons: [Gym Bag] , Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 5+)
Gear: [Armored Vest] (3/3), Frag Grenades (0/4)
Clothing: Light Armor Vest (+1 Health)
Assets: $225, Motorcycle

>Swerve West, NW
>Accelerate 5
>Accelerate 5
>1Edge quickthrow grenade 4NE, 5E
>1Edge quickthrow grenade 3NE, 5E
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>>4925024
I don't remember which car stats go where

>Accelerate 4N
>Swerve 2NW

"So this is why you were braking so much. This thing drives like a rock already."
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Rolled 1, 5, 3, 7 = 16 (4d10)

>>4925024
Name: Empress
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 9/9, Edge 3/5, Move 5, Defense 9, Crit on 10
Attributes: Hard 3, Cool 4, Sharp 0, Weird 0

Weapons:
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 0/0, Breach)

Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4)
Special Talents: Die Hard, Moonlighter
Items: Stylish Clothes, Ornate Blade
Cash: -$8,505

Empress sets her shotgun down, drawing her Nagant as her attention turns to the bikers nearby. She locks eyes with the pack leader, silently wondering why they'd risk their life for that geriatric fuck in the armored car.
"A lot of loyalty for a hired gun!"

>2AP Pistol Quick Shot 2x at front right biker
>1AP 1 Edge Pistol Quick Shot 2x at rear right biker
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>>4925024

The Dragon collapses back into the car, a bloodied mess, breathing in ragged gasps, tenaciously clinging to life. "I see now why you were afraid of them," she manages to say to Spider.

"These goddamn maniacs are going to burn down the city to get to me," Spider says. "You did good. You're the toughest woman in the damn city. I'm going to get you to the doc when we're safe, just hang on."
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>>4926495

A Heat City road crew out here doing their job for change. Bad timing.
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>>4926498

"How long?" Spider says, trying to look out the back window while keeping his head down.

"Almost there," Ray says. "Be ready for a bump."

Turn 5 begins.
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Rolled 8, 10, 10 = 28 (3d10)

>>4926501
Name: Alamo
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 8/11, Armor 0, Edge 0/9, Move 5, Defense 4, Crit on 10
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 1/4), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 4/3)
Factors: Hard 4+1, Cool 0, Sharp 3, Weird 0
Medic Bag: [Deploy (1AP, 0 use): Deploy medic bag adjacent. Friendlies next to it can [Full Heal] (2AP, 0 uses) to fully heal themselves, or a friendly next to them, and remove all debuffs.
Special Talent: Inspire [Shout] (0 AP, 1 Edge, Target friendly gains +1 AP and +1 Move. If they are knocked down, they stand up.
Pack Alpha: Start a job with 2 NPCs with 2 hp and a pistol. Roll +hard to give orders. Otherwise they act on their own
Call Out: (0 AP, 1 Edge) Target an enemy within 10 spaces with a path to you. They act right away and attack you. They will not act on the next enemy turn.
Two-Piece Suit: +1 Edge

>Shotgun quick blast southern biker
>Quick Shotgun Spider's car in the other back tire
>Quick Shotgun Spider's car again
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Rolled 5, 4 = 9 (2d10)

>>4926501
>Swerve 2E 1N
>Shoot Ray's car in the left front tire (hit on 5, crit on 6+)
>Do it again (hit on 5, crit on 6+)

Name: Doctor Ben
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 6/6, Edge 0/6, Move 5, Defence 8, Crit on 6+
Factors: Weird 4, Cool 3, Sharp 1, Hard 1 (temp)
Weapons: Dual Pistols (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/0), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 5+)
Special Talents: Visions of Death, Shootdodge
Gear: First Aid Kit (1/4, 1Ap heal 3Hp, remove 1 debuff)
Duds: Stylish Clothes (+1 Def)
Dirtbike (+turbo, 2/2/0)
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Rolled 8, 9, 8, 6 = 31 (4d10)

>>4926501
Chaser
Enforcer
HP 9/9
Edge 3/7
Move 5
Def 5, Crit 9+
C 0/S 2/H 3/W 1
Ht 1 / Want 1
>Perks
Old Friends
Teamwork Tactics
>loadout
Stylish Clothes (Leather jacket and aviators) (+1 defense)
AR (Rng 20, Dmg 3, Ammo 3/2, Auto)
Pistol (Rng 20, Dmg 2, Ammo 4/3)
These hands (Melee, Dmg 2, Crit +1, rated E for everyone)
First Aid kit (Quick Heal, 1 Ap, 2/4 Uses, 3 HP and remove a debuff from self or nearby friendly)
>Stash
$18452, Bungalow (free asset), Two piece suit, Movie Collection

>FAK Heckler (1 AP)
>Autospray 3 the bikers to the SE, aiming at the rightmost one. (2 AP)
>[Edge] quickshoot pistol at southmost biker

>>4925337
"I'll thank my lucky stars when we're outta here."
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>>4926501
Name: Heckler
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 8/9, Edge 0/8, Move 6, Defence 5, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Cool 1, Sharp 3, Move 1, Heat 8, Wanted 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 3/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 4/4, Auto, With Ramirez)
Special Talent: Inspire (0AP, 1 Edge - Target a friendly who can see or hear you. This turn they gain +1 AP and +1 move. If they are knocked down, they stand up.)
Old Friends (Bonus Favours on mission)
Suppressive Fire (1 AP, 2 Ammo, Ends Turn - Target Area 2 within gun range, damage cover, impose -4 accuracy penalty on enemies, take reaction shot against first enemy who moves or ends their turn out of cover)
EXTREME TEAM (0 AP, 1 Edge - You and your teammate [Ramirez] attack a single enemy at the same time. They don't expend an action.)
Clothes: Ammo Belt (+2 magazines' worth of spare ammo)
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 use)
Cash: $109375
Assets: Bungalow (Bedroom, Bathroom, Kitchen, Living Room), Dock Warehouse (Office, Gym, Workshop)

>Swerve West 2, North 1
>Accelerate North 2
>Accelerate North 2

>>4926538
With one hand on the wheel, Heckler punches the windscreen clear of the car now that it had been cracked like a spider's web from the lead that had come in. A quick shuffle to get his shoulder exposed for the morphine shot and bandaging was a brief respite from Chaser.

"Out of effective range on our target, but we should be gaining and I'm sure the rest of the crew can slow the car down." Heckler says as he pulls the car to the left a bit as he sees an upcoming obstacle. "Got one more bag of ammo and that smarty from before left one in the back anyway. Lock and load and let's prepare the clean-up crew."
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Rolled 5 (1d10)

Injury Roll
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Rolled 5, 10 + 2 = 17 (2d10 + 2)

>>4926501
Name: Ramirez
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 11/11, Edge 0/8, Move 6, Defence 4, Crit on 10
Factors: Sharp 3, Hard 4, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 20, Damage 3, Ammo 2/4, Auto)
Special Talent: Steadfast (2 tokens), Die Hard, Inspire, Extreme Team
Gear: Frag Grenades x0
Clothes: Lightweight Armor Vest
Personal Cash: $84303
Heat: 8
Wanted Level: 1
Assets: Pickup (free), Loud Apartment, Blue Disk

>Reload Assault Rifle
>Quick shot at Beard 3E, 1S with AR (Range 20, Damage 3, Ammo 4/4, Auto) [1st die, +2 from Chaser]
>Quick shot at Beard 5E, 3N with AR (Range 20, Damage 3, Ammo 3/4, Auto) [2nd die, +1 from Chaser]

>>4926550
"Focus on the road," Ramirez grumbles. "Just keep up moving, that's what counts.
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>>4926556
Forgot your name, Alan.
>>4926550
"Alright, I'll get your bag next turn. I can't seem to find GR's, only medical supplies. Tell me immediately if you feel numb or if the morphine isn't working right."
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>>4926501
Alan picks himself off the ground and dusts his clothes before addressing the construction workers.

"Sorry guys we'll be out of your way soon"

He quickly pats his body, wincing in pain and as he feels a large piece of glass embedded deep in his chest.

>>4925447
"So close yet so far" He gave a disappointed sigh at not being able to see this chase through to the end before tossing Badger the keys and cheering up.

"Well, we'll get 'em next time I'm pumped that we finally got a probably recurring villain. I was looking forward to seeing Cinderella since she had a good reason to hate us but oh well Dragon works fine too. I’m low key but I kinda wanna aim for the highest boss kills now."

"You go on ahead, I wanna try to set something up with some people I know."

He pulls out the radio and starts transmitting to people one after the other.

>>4919894
"Mizu you wanna hang out at the Blue Mare or you still going with Jackie?"

>>4921479
>>4924404

"Josh-errr Riptide, Tony you got any plans for the night? I was thinking of getting some drinks at the ‘ol Mare"

>>4920393
>>4920415
"I know for a fact you two aren't dead, you guys wanna grab a few drinks 'fore the end of the night? Tony's probably paying ha"

>>4922987
"Hey Ms. Sniper supreme you did some damn good work this job, probably one of the better new recruits. You wanna grab some wings and some drinks at the Mare? Get to know the crew a bit?"

Then he gives a teasing grin as a thought occurs to him.

"Or is there possibly a certain AR enforcer you're planning to spend the night with Hmmm?"

>>4926498

Alan thinks nervously for a moment, a part of him wanted to invite her to even out the numbers. It’d make things smoother if everybody had a chance to talk to somebody.

"Clai-"

But before he could finish he lets go of the receiver and shakes his head. There's a car chase going on right now, he'll ask her later. Hopefully.

>>4926569
Doesn't matter
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>>4926501
>>4926501
Alan picks himself off the ground and dusts his clothes before addressing the construction workers.

"Sorry guys we'll be out of your way soon"

He quickly pats his body, wincing in pain and as he feels a large piece of glass embedded deep in his chest.

>>4925447
"So close yet so far" He gave a disappointed sigh at not being able to see this chase through to the end before tossing Badger the keys and cheering up.

"Well, we'll get 'em next time I'm pumped that we finally got a probably recurring villain. I was looking forward to seeing Cinderella since she had a good reason to hate us but oh well Dragon works fine too. I’m low key but I kinda wanna aim for the highest boss kills now."

"You go on ahead, I wanna try to set something up with some people I know."

He pulls out the radio and starts transmitting to people one after the other.

>>4919894
"Mizu you wanna hang out at the Blue Mare or you still going with Jackie?"

>>4921479
>>4924404

"Josh-errr Riptide, Tony you got any plans for the night? I was thinking of getting some drinks at the ‘ol Mare"

>>4920393
>>4920415
"I know for a fact you two aren't dead, you guys wanna grab a few drinks 'fore the end of the night? Tony's probably paying ha"

>>4922987
"Hey Ms. Sniper supreme you did some damn good work this job, probably one of the better new recruits. You wanna grab some wings and some drinks at the Mare? Get to know the crew a bit?"

He then gives a teasing grin as a thought occurs to him.

"Or is there possibly a certain AR enforcer you're planning to spend the night with Hmmm?"

>>4926498

Alan thinks nervously for a moment, a part of him wanted to invite her to even out the numbers. It’d make things smoother if everybody had a chance to talk to somebody.

"Clai-"

But before he could continue he lets go of the receiver and shakes his head. There's a car chase going on right now, he'll ask her later. Hopefully.

>>4926569
Doesn't matter
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Rolled 2, 3 = 5 (2d10)

>>4926501
Name: Blackjack
Type: Assassin
HP 6/6
Edge 0/5
Move 6
Defense 8+1

Cool: 4
Sharp: 2(-1)
Hard: 0
Weird: 2

Flash Step (0 AP, 1 Edge.): Target an enemy within (Move) spaces. Move behind them, then attack with +2 accuracy. Dodge all reaction shots while moving.
Spook [Spy] Spend (1 AP) at a door, corner, or hiding spot to find out what's ahead while staying hidden.
Agility: Pass through enemies. Gain advantage to Vault, jump, or Climb.
Visions of Death: (0 AP, 1 Edge): Sense the locations of all enemies you have a path to within 10 spaces. The nearest elite enemy, or an enemy of your choice, becomes Fated. The closest route to them will be shown on the map. Gain +2 move when following the path, and +2 Acc. and crit chance when attacking the fated enemy.

Katana- DMG 3, +1 Crit [Block]
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1
First Aid Kit [Quick Heal] (1 AP, 0/4 uses): Heal yourself or a friendly next to you for 3 HP, and remove 1 debuff.

Fancy Clothes: +1 Defense
Apartment
+Bedroom
+Bathroom
+Living Room
Motorbike [2/1/0]
Cash: $24,125

>[Quick Heal] Angela, patching her up with my last FAK charge
Jackie figured that the least she could do is patch up her savior with what little medical supplies she had left.
>Quickshot at Biker NNE
>Quickshot at Biker NNE
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Rolled 10 + 3 (1d10 + 3)

>>4926501
Spider is a lot of things. A traitor and an asshole. A coward and a wretch. A liar and a user. But he is not stupid, nor rash. Clearly he chose -this- route at -this- time for a Reason. Or, in fairness, for a number of reasons. Those Dogs didn't show up by happenstance, after all. But, the End of the Road is the important part. Where is he going?
>2ap: [Sharp3] Try to figure out where Spider is going, and/or why this route. I did just spend time going over maps of Heat City.
>React: Overwatch (Tt negates React penalty)


Operator Non Grata, Rank 4
Hp 6/6 | Edge 2/8 | Move 6
Def 9 | Crit 10
Cool 4 | Sharp 3
Hard 0 | Weird 0
[Shootdodge]
[Moonlighter]
[Cash & Personal Effects: $38,198, Tiger's Fang, Designer Sunglasses, Light Armor, 2-pc Suit, Stylish Clothes, Ammo Belts, Clue: Jacks' Hexidecimal Lockdown Code 12E219] (free asset unclaimed)
[The Law] Heat: 6, WL: 1

-Pistol (×2): Rng10, Dmg2, 3/4:0
-Fist: M, Dmg2, +1Crit
-Smoke Grenades (1/2)
-Stylish Clothes: +1 Defense
-Designer Sunglasses
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>>4926018
Would you by any chance happen to be a woman?
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>>4927212
>>4926018
That wasn't in character or me hitting on you, it's just I'm trying to get a party together to hang out and one of the females wants to bring her love interest so I need another woman to even out the numbers.
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>>4926577
You largely hear the sounds of arguing over the radio, before eventually she picks up on you.

‘…..maybe. Am in ambulance, fractured ribs, but after…. Hm. Also, who? No-one told me his name…’
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>>4926501
Might lose the car, uh oh

>Accelerate 4N
>Accelerate 4N
>Swerve 2NW
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>>4927328
*Ahem*
The third one is supposed to be

>Swerve 3NE

I copypasted my last move and forgot to change it
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>>4926577
>>4927291
"Great, that's good to hear" Alan smiles, happy at the prospect of meeting the newbies before looking down at his chest.

"Whoops, that wasn't a piece of glass... Hmm I guess they'll have to put that back in later, probably a good thing I didn't pull it out completely" He collapses, back to a plastic barrier and a wheezing noise could be heard from his torso.

Thinking back at it now it was possible that he had a punctured lung after the car crash... good thing there's also this big hole in his chest so it didn't collapse on itself. Lucky break that.

"Man they're all over the place, huh, some sticking in some sticking out. Weird, dunno why I'm still conscious."
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>>4926501
Name: Empress
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 9/9, Edge 2/5, Move 5, Defense 9, Crit on 10
Attributes: Hard 3, Cool 4, Sharp 0, Weird 0

Weapons:
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 0/8)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 0/0, Breach)

Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4)
Special Talents: Die Hard, Moonlighter
Items: Stylish Clothes, Ornate Blade
Cash: -$8,505

Empress reloads and keeps firing at the bikers, hoping to cause a pileup by killing the two in front of the third.

>Reload
>Quick Shot with pistol at lead biker.
>Quick Shot with pistol at middle biker.
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Rolled 10, 5 = 15 (2d10)

>>4927686
Dice
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>>4926501

The labyrinth of Heat City's streets is fresh in Non Grata's head. Taking the Washington Bridge through the tunnel, past the big merge curve into the city, and heading straight north, the road eventually terminates in a T-intersection. The property at the end of the street is ... what was it again? Right. An industrial dock and small shipping complex. Warehouses, cranes, a quay. What is Ray planning? Could he mean to ... no, that's crazy, right?
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>>4927830

Ray's car smashes through the chain-link fence blocking the docks. The car is smoking from the engine, twin tails of sparks shooting from the badly damaged rear tires. Angela is hot on his tail, Blackjack perched on the back of the bike. Ace's van and Dr. Ben on his dirtbike are right behind them. Angela makes a last-ditch attempt, sliding right up alongside the passenger window and taking aim with the shotgun at the driver. Ray swerves and slams her, causing her to almost spin out of control, and Blackjack almost to get sent flying; but Angela also manages to get the shot off. Ray's jacket is armored, but the impact, the car's wobble, and the fucked up tires all combine to send him swerving back and forth. Smashing into a metal framework on the right side, the rear door is ripped clean off; and on the next turn, the Dragon goes tumbling out, landing with a thud on the concrete, rolling several times before lying still.

Barely intact, Ray's car somehow makes it to the docks. He's speeding down the quay, heading straight for the water.

"You're out of road, asshole!" Alamo bellows. Then he sees there's a trailer ramp parked at the end of the quay.

The car hits the ramp.

For a moment, everything seems still. Ray's car seems to hang in midair. The lights of the city reflect in the ocean like stars in the sky.

The car lands on the deck of a yacht, parked in the harbor.

The ship lowers several feet in the water from the impact, wobbles, but steadies again. The engine is already gunning, a loud low groan increasing in pitch. It's accelerating. Dr. Ben and Blackjack fire the last of their ammunition after it, but to no effect. Empress looks around for another boat, but there are none to be seen nearby. Nobody can think of a way to go after them.

With all its running lights turned off, the ship travels in the direction of the ocean, where it disappears into the darkness of the night.
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>>4927835

Strike has stopped the van by the collapsed form of the Dragon. Brick gets out and checks on her. "She's still alive, somehow," Brick says to Angela, as she pulls up on her bike beside them.

"What should we do with her?" Strings asks. "Finish her off? Leave her for the cops?"

"Load her in the van," Angela says. "I know someone who might be able to keep her alive. If she dies, she dies. If she lives, she'll have answers."

"All right," Strings says."But if she bleeds on my seats, I'm taking the cleaning fee out of the gang's budget."
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>>4927840

MIssion Complete!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7lsdJDiJ0QE
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>>4927842

Most of the gang needs to go to the hospital, or recover their wrecked vehicles, before they do anything else tonight. But by the time the sky starts to lighten and the sun begins to rise over the city, most of them have finished their business.

You can head somewhere to chill out, get a bite to eat, quench the thirsts that come after violence, or just enjoy the night air in Heat City.


- Safehouse, Freedom Square
- Burger Bomb, fast food chain, everywhere.
- Mi Hungi, chinese restaurant, Princeton. Manager: Sum Gai.
- Bullet Train, ramen shop, Snake River. Owner and chef: Ono-sensei.
- Not'Chos, taco truck, St. Domingo. Owner: Jose Luis.
- Al's Diner, retro restaurant, Freedom Square. Owner and cook: Al.
- Jameson's Bar & Billiards, Freedom Square. Owner and bartender: Mick Jameson.
- Videodrome, 24/7 video rental, Freedom Square. Owner: Mitch Hoffman.
- Wizard's Tower, comic and TCG store, Blue Ridge. Owner: The comic book store guy, aka the wizard.
- The Marie Louise, paddleboat casino, Snake River canals. Manager: Joe Rizzuto.
- Laser Utopia, strip club, Princeton. Manager: Emily Vale.
- Catcrawl Alley, red light district, North Shores. Madam: Jade.
- Blue Mare, gentleman's club, Freedom Square. Manager: Tony Vespucci.
- Wander the streets by neon lights
- Write-in
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>>4927843
Name: Heckler
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 8/9, Edge 0/8, Move 6, Defence 5, Crit on 10
Factors: Hard 3, Cool 1, Sharp 3, Move 1, Heat 10, Wanted 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/12), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 30, Damage 3, Ammo 4/4, Auto)
Special Talent: Inspire (0AP, 1 Edge - Target a friendly who can see or hear you. This turn they gain +1 AP and +1 move. If they are knocked down, they stand up.)
Old Friends (Bonus Favours on mission)
Suppressive Fire (1 AP, 2 Ammo, Ends Turn - Target Area 2 within gun range, damage cover, impose -4 accuracy penalty on enemies, take reaction shot against first enemy who moves or ends their turn out of cover)
EXTREME TEAM (0 AP, 1 Edge - You and your teammate [Ramirez] attack a single enemy at the same time. They don't expend an action.)
Clothes: Ammo Belt (+2 magazines' worth of spare ammo)
Gear: Ammo Bag (1 use)
Cash: $109375
Assets: Bungalow (Bedroom, Bathroom, Kitchen, Living Room), Dock Warehouse (Office, Gym, Workshop),

>Bullet Train, ramen shop, Snake River. Owner and chef: Ono-sensei

>>4926563
>>4926538
>>4926853
As Heckler slows the truck to a halt, watching the van in front of him spill their occupants to inspect the downed Dragon before unceremoniously whisking her away to be medicated or interrogated, he taps the wheel of the truck. "You boys wanna go grab some food? I here soup's good for replenishing blood after battles. I know a good place to go to for some noodles as well. Guy works like a machine round the clock."
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>>4927843
Name: Blackjack
Type: Assassin
HP 6/6
Edge 0/5
Move 6
Defense 8+1

Cool: 4
Sharp: 2(-1)
Hard: 0
Weird: 2

Flash Step (0 AP, 1 Edge.): Target an enemy within (Move) spaces. Move behind them, then attack with +2 accuracy. Dodge all reaction shots while moving.
Spook [Spy] Spend (1 AP) at a door, corner, or hiding spot to find out what's ahead while staying hidden.
Agility: Pass through enemies. Gain advantage to Vault, jump, or Climb.
Visions of Death: (0 AP, 1 Edge): Sense the locations of all enemies you have a path to within 10 spaces. The nearest elite enemy, or an enemy of your choice, becomes Fated. The closest route to them will be shown on the map. Gain +2 move when following the path, and +2 Acc. and crit chance when attacking the fated enemy.

Katana- DMG 3, +1 Crit [Block]
Pistol- Range 10, DMG 2, 4/12 Ammo
Fists- DMG 2, Crit+1
First Aid Kit [Quick Heal] (1 AP, 0/4 uses): Heal yourself or a friendly next to you for 3 HP, and remove 1 debuff.

Fancy Clothes: +1 Defense
Apartment
+Bedroom
+Bathroom
+Living Room
Motorbike [2/1/0]
Cash: $24,125

.... They weren't getting paid extra for this, huh. Sighing, Jackie gets off Angela's bike, placing a hand on her (kinda?) boss's shoulder. "Thanks again for the save, Angela. Seriously." She had, for a moment there, seriously thought that she was dead. She didn't want to die, and it filled her with nervous adrenaline just thinking about it, now. So what was that, when she was acting like "El Mucho Badass", spouting off pretentious Spanish, embracing the fact that she's about to die? Was it just her trying to suppress her fear? Had her time in the gang made her go cuckoo? Shaking her head, Jackie just went to help everyone pick the giant woman up, and drag her into the van. No point in overthinking it. Walking past Ben, she says, "Up top, Benny! Damn good work today," and gives him a high-five, before slowly walking off into the night, where she knows the closest bus station was. "I've gotta check on Mizzy and the kid, see you next time. Unless you want to come along?"
>Check the back-alley doctors and hospitals for Mizuchi and Rainfall. She wanted to make sure that they were alright- they did fall into the road, after all.
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>>4927835
>With all its running lights turned off, the ship travels in the direction of the ocean, where it disappears into the darkness of the night.
'Yeah, there's the Spider we should have been expecting. Fuck.'

>>4927843
"Claire, seems like we're gonna have to take some time redistributing comms. Let me know when you want my help on it, my most recent pager number should be clean. Everyone else, ditch the walkies, or forget the usual channels. It's all compromised." Putting action to word, Non Grata switches off the device, then fastballs it out into the water.
'That was probably not smart. Gonna have to buy a new one. Again.'

>Bullet Train, ramen shop, Snake River. Owner and chef: Ono-sensei.
>>4927859
"Man, we just fought an actual living godamn tiger. Then watched a car jump onto a yacht, with half its tires blown.
Hell yes I want some noodles."
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>>4927862
"Heh, I didn't even jump onto a moving car to have a swordfight," grins Ben, high-fiving back. "Hey, are you going to look for a bus at this hour? This bike has a sort of a back seat."
>Offer to give Blackjack a ride
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>>4927859
Name: Ramirez
Type: Enforcer
Stats: HP 11/11, Edge 0/8, Move 6, Defence 4, Crit on 10
Factors: Sharp 3, Hard 4, Move 1
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 4/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9), Assault Rifle (Range 20, Damage 3, Ammo 2/4, Auto)
Special Talent: Steadfast (2 tokens), Die Hard, Inspire, Extreme Team
Gear: Frag Grenades x0
Clothes: Lightweight Armor Vest
Personal Cash: $84303
Heat: 8
Wanted Level: 1
Assets: Pickup (free), Loud Apartment, Blue Disk

>Bullet Train, ramen shop, Snake River. Owner and chef: Ono-sensei


Ramirez stares after where Spider's car had escaped. The driver of that car they'd been pursuing had been impressive, managing to oversteer onto a ramp and then on to a boat. But Ramirez isn't thinking on that, either.

He's thinking about how the gang were *this* close to getting Spider, only for him to slip away. And perhaps surprisingly, for once his thoughts lie on a fallen fellow gangster.

Ramirez hadn't cared when Jacketwolf had died, in the ambush where Spider had revealed his treachery. He didn't know Caphound at all, either. But the two hellions had been in the gang since before even he himself had joined. But now? The Boss is gone, the Twins are gone, and the Gang is all but gone. Ramirez would never admit it out loud, but he feels as though an era is over somehow.

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>>4927873
It's Heckler and Non Grata's concersation that shakes Ramirez out of his mood. ""That tiger you mention damn near killed me, so I definitely need some chow. And a drink, too. As long as nobody weird follows us, whatever you guys want."
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>>4927859
"I'd love to, but I got some visits to pay. I'm sure the guys in the hospital would appreciate if I bring them some."
Then, after a second of thought "Actually I should probably check if I caught any fragmentation from the explosion. I feel fine, but that's the adrenaline and the painkillers."
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>>4927880
Jackie takes it gratefully. "Thanks, Ben. Dunno if the driver would appreciate getting my blood all over the seats."
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>>4927880
"Not a problem, I know many ways to clean it off"
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The old man groaned, coming back to his senses a minute or so after the crash. Maybe he had miscalculated a little. It had been a while since he last drove. His whole body hurt, but he could mostly handle that much. Probably would need some painkillers though.
He pulled his head out of the window, and gestured at a terrified road worker, who walked up closer. "You." The whole soldier grunted through his mask, before pulling out some rolled up bills from one of the many pockets of his ballistic vest. "Use that to buy you and your buddies something nice. And please don't call the cops until I'm gone." The poor employee nodded his head shakily, before retreating.
Badger looking at the passenger seat, finding it empty. The crazy fucking kid must have somehow left before he did. Finally, the old man grabbed the thankfully still intact pager in another pocket, and sent someone a message. Someone was on the way to fix him up, now.
>Pay $800 to the docs (Wanted level 1, Heat 8)
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>>4927843
Riptide wakes up in a bed somewhere in a secluded building. There's a dark-skinned man on a chair next to him dressed in medical attire, or at least, the nearest thing a street doc can get to it. Riptide's looks at the man, and his vision clears.
He almost wishes he died.

"Excuse me? Mayi, What are you doing here?!" Riptide associates many memories with this man. Mostly negative ones.
"Saving your life." Mayi just responds as if he was asked about the weather.
Riptide starts to move, aggravating his wounds. "Augh- No, I mean what are you doing in this country?! I thought you were still in that god-forsaken land!"
"I was told by your employers to keep an eye on you, so that any stupid shit you do is recorded and sent back to the Lord. Unfair, I know, but do you really think they would trust you by yourself, Riptide? Nyama? An educated and civilised one, but still a nyama." Despite the supposed insult, Mayi's tone is still neutral.
"So you're like my handler? Disgusting. Just- do your medical shit."

"By the way, you still have to pay me. We're not a charity."
"Fuck off." Riptide spits derisively before pulling out his wallet.

>Pay $200 for Medical Services (Heat 2, Wanted Level 1)
Rolling Injuries
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> injury roll
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>>4927843
Name: Empress
Type: Thug
Stats: HP 9/9, Edge 2/5, Move 5, Defense 9, Crit on 10
Attributes: Hard 3, Cool 4, Sharp 0, Weird 0

Weapons:
Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 0/8)
Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 9)
Shotgun (Range 10, Damage 4, Ammo 0/0, Breach)

Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4)
Special Talents: Die Hard, Moonlighter
Items: Stylish Clothes, Ornate Blade
Cash: -$8,505

Empress heads to the Blue Mare to relax, hoping to relieve herself of the stress from the high-speed chase.
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Injury Roll
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>>4927842
It was her first job with the heat city crew and things had already turned into a mess. Her first high speed chase, her first car crash and her first broken leg. The night was a lot of firsts for Maggie and a big part of her was starting to regret running with such an insane crew.

Fortunately for her, in a band of psychopaths and nut cases there were a few normal people like the waifish woman she was eating with right now. She went by the handle Weasel and the two had crashed then subsequently bonded together in the hospital over small talk. Now they were talking over lunch in their adjacent medical beds.

"Damn that whole mission got intense, do these jobs always end with more than half the crew in the hospital?"
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"No, not usually" Weasel spoke with a slight French accent as she speared a piece of lettuce from her salad. "The whole situation was strange"

Not one but probably three incredibly high valued people appeared in this job and they were able to capture one seemingly out of luck. The whole job still rubbed Weasel the wrong way, too many things seemed strange and nobody in control of the situation told them about anything.

"You don't have to worry about anything madam Maggie haha" She giggled at the unintentional alliteration "We simply go where we are told to go and kill who were are told to kill oui?" The young woman gave a subdued smile, a part of her saddened by how jaded she had become when taking another person's life. It was a realisation that made her fear for her future but she pushed the thought back for later.

"Anyway what is your story? Any particular reason for joining the crew?"
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>>4930037
"Money, but it looks like the most high risk jobs don't pay very well." Maggie replied

"Well the money from the group missions are a bit lacking I agree" Weasel nervously rubbed her neck at how disproportionate the risk was compared to the rewards

"But at least we have side jobs oui? And the group missions seem to involve snipping problems in the bud before they appear" At least that was what she wanted to say. Honestly she wasn't sure what the crew's plan was or if there even was a plan.

"Yeah, I guess" Maggie decided to end the conversation there. It started feeling a bit awkward and she gulped nervously.

"I uhh I haven't spent a lot of time with a lot of women before" she tried to come up with topics of conversations that girls liked "Do you have a boyfriend? Is it - uhh Do you have a boyfriend?" she stopped herself before asking for a specific name
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>>4930057
"*Cough* *cough* WHAT!" Weasel gagged on her drink at the unexpected question "No there's nothing going on with me or anybody. Life right now is a bit- hmm hectic."

She took a gulp of water and calmed herself down "What brought out the sudden question?"

"Nothing I just- I thought that's what girls usually talked about" Maggie replied taking a moment to think "I mean isn't this Heat City? Drugs, Sex, Violence and all that Jazz?" Was she the weird one here? Maggie figured it would be normal in a city like this to help unwind especially after getting strung up so tight from getting shot at.

"We aren't that type of crew Maggie" Weasel rubbed her temples and tried to think about what to say "We're more like... like a family yes?"

She cleared her throat and tried to forget the awkward conversation "Anyway, I need some rest we can talk a bit more later."
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To Seline’s general surprise, despite the spectacularly murderous firefights that had occurred literally hours ago, the hospital didn’t seem very occupied at all. Some people were brought in, many were just as swiftly discharged after basic first aid, a shot of painkillers and some stern advice to not get involved with car accidents or improper firearm safety. Few seemed to really…. Stay in, and nor were there many casualties from the night’s events- from her side or theirs.

She was one of those discharged quickly, after they diagnosed her injuries, wrapped a tourniquet around her upper arm for the shallow slashes, and gave her an ice pack and some bizarre frame for her toros, before instructing her to do just about nothing strenuous for the next week or so and pushing her out the door.

And that would normally be the end of it, more or less, before one of the crew- Alan, he said- called her pager, told her that it was likely compromised and needed replacement, and invited her to a meet and greet at the Blue Mare (her place of temporary work- small world). And because of that, she stayed behind for five minutes reading a map and figuring out a route via public transport to the bar, with that wonderful vehicle still impounded despite her best arguments, and because of that was present when an only slightly battered medic/ hired muscle came in through the front door.

She blinked once, then quickly folded her map, and before the man himself could turn around to see her leafing through a directory like an idiot, struck first.

‘Oh, fortunate one…… barely a scratch!… fun night?’
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Thankfully, the airbag had still deployed despite the hail of bullets. Less fortunately, the hail of bullets that had ripped through his car had cut him up pretty badly, none were direct impacts but the hail of shrapnel was incredibly bad for his health. Prying the mostly damaged door apart with his katana, Mizuchi will crawl out onto the cold, wet concrete. The glow of the nitrous in his car cooking off behind him continued to grow as he pulled himself up on the railing to get his bearings. He was going to need to make a few phone calls.
>-$1000 for medical fees
>Rolling for complication

Name: Mizuchi
Type: Assassin
Stats: HP 6/7, Edge 0/6, Move 6, Defense 8, Crit on 7
Factors: Hard 1, Cool 3, Sharp 1, Weird 3
Weapons: Pistol (Range 10, Damage 2, Ammo 2/8), Fists (Melee, Damage 2, Crit on 6), Katana (Melee, Damage 3, [Block])
Gear: First Aid Kit (3/4 Uses), Stylish Clothes (+1 Defense)
Money: $39944
Special Talent: Flash Step, Agility
Assets: Katana Coupe(+Nitrous, Tires), Movie Collection (Anime)
Heat: 10
Wanted Level: 1
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"Depends on your definition of fun" Chaser replied with the slightest hint of sarcasm.
"While it was certainly thrilling, my doc announced that I should be legally dead due to the sheer trauma of the explosion and that the fact that I didn't catch any serious fragmentation is a miracle in itself. The poor guy almost resigned on the spot out of exasperation." After a moment he continued: "Wait, you didn't know about the blown truck. Well, lucky to have missed that. How are you feeling? You look a bit stiff."
The ex-military then lifted up the bag he held in one arm. "I got food for you all, but I couldn't find anyone else. I guess they got already discharged. Want some? I got panstickers and soup."

‘….And am doing alright. No… much of anything for a week though.’
‘Soup is good.’ She picks at the container briefly, before something(s) seem to occur to her. ‘…..did Alan call you as well, to go to the Mare?’
‘…..and we don’t actually know who each other is, or are, or why, do we anyways?’
‘……and shrapnel? Exploding trucks?’

"Let's just say the chase got wilder." The sentences came between bites "I'm not sure if he did call me: my transmitter got thrashed. He probably did though, so might as well check it out."
"Don't sweat the details anyways, we fought together didn't we?"

‘…I still don’t actually know your name.’ Seline pokes at her half finished soup, before putting it to her lips and tilting her head back, draining it all in one go, before tossing the cup into a bin across the room. ‘…’m Seline. A mechanic. Is your name very special to you?’ ‘How much price has a word?’ ‘...less than the soup, I think. It was very nice soup.’ ‘Thank you.’ She seems to have a habit of peering intently at whatever currently holds my attention- be it food, or the people she’s talking to. (She is also sweating the details.)
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>>4937531
"Ohh right, never mentioned it didn't I? You can call me Chaser. It's what everyone used to call me anyways, got more use than my real name so might as well be. Got kicked off by the army a while back, so I'm not exactly new to this kinda business. It seems like I can't stay away from it for too long. And you're welcome."

‘….....can I use your real name?’
(The staring continues.)
"Maybe I'll tell you another time..."
‘Hm….’ She seems vaguely bemused.
‘……when….you’re done… do you know how to get to the Mare on public transport?’ After wiping his face, Chaser pipes up: "Of course I do. The Blue Mare is in Freedom Square, so it's actually rather close to the safehouse." ‘………good.’ She seems content to mull over something, alternately studying him or the room in silence.
Trashing the by now empty bags and bowls, Chaser motions in the general direction of a nearby bus stop. "Let's get going then." ‘…..good.’ She follows, still mulling over something, as they go wait for the bus.
Eventually, though, she spits it out:
‘You’re an extremely fortunate man.’
‘……….I think’
‘Perhaps’
‘……..we should work together on a permanent basis?’ (She seems quite self aware how sudden this is.)
"I don't know about being lucky, but I'm still alive so I guess that's gotta count for something."
"I'm not opposed to working together, but that depends on what kinda mission we get. Gotta stay flexible."
‘……..sounds good.’ She stays largely quiet for the rest of the trip, only humming softly.
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After mostly recovering from his wounds, Alan finally got the chance to set up a get-together with various members of the crew. The place they decided to meet at was the Blue Mare, it didn't have too much to make itself stand out compared to other strip clubs in Heat City but Alan knew that with Tony's management and help from the crew it would someday become a premier establishment soon.

"I'm here to see Tony the Tailor" he told the bouncer at the front door who waived him through. He passed the stylish double doors and walked through the reception, the quiet atmosphere of the evening gave way to the loud thumping of music and the sound of careless laughter.

Alan took in the scenes of the establishment, feeling the air of vice surround him while lights strobe and skin flashed in all directions making him slightly dizzy. It was a world that felt nostalgic but bittersweet to him but he shook the thoughts away before finding directions to the VIP area overlooking the main area.

The young man took a seat on the booth making himself comfortable before ordering a plate of chicken wings and an appletini while he waited for the others to arrive.
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>>4939927
Riptide had recovered quickly from the crash. That’s one thing he had in his favour: A good healing factor, with help from that Damned Mayi.

Riptide needed to work fast though. He ran towards a recently established building, The Blue Mare. In his opinion it didn’t look very outstanding, but that might work in its favour: gaudy looks and flashy stuff is annoying and gets you noticed too fast.

“I’m here to see The Tailor.” Riptide was straight to the point with The Bouncer at the door, and was thankfully allowed inside. The moment he walked inside he was assaulted by lights, sounds and that uncomfortable smell of cramped, sweaty skin. He immediately looked around the area, you would think that the owner of the establishment would be inside it. But he found no-one notable, no-one except an obviously generic young man in the VIP area.

The Moloch, Alan. Damn it, did he plan this? No, that’s preposterous, just because he knows your name doesn’t mean he’s some mastermind. But he does seem to know everyone in this Gang somehow. Okay, okay, a safe bet is that he knows where Tony would most likely be, maybe he was even in partnership with him. So just stay near him, don’t bite his false head, and fish for info.
Riptide sat down and ordered a whole chicken with a glass of water before beginning his talk.

“So, I’m guessing you are waiting for a companion?” He glared at Alan through his mask, though it’s easy to tell that’s just his neutral expression.
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"I'm for waiting for some people to share a drink with, taking it easy" Alan gave Riptide a smile, raising his glass in a toast before taking a sip "Why not have a seat, have some wings Jonathan. They aren't the best which is something I gotta talk to Tony about but they're still pretty good" part of him was really curious about the mask but Alan would just ask about it later.

Jonathan. Good, at least he didn’t know his real name. Riptide might’ve pounced him there if he did.
“I am not taking your food. You ordered it, so you’re the only one who will eat it.” Does this Philosophy extend to things other than food? Who knows?
“Besides, why would I have some of your food when you just admitted it’s sub-par? Are you trying to poison me?” Riptide’s tone makes it difficult to discern if that was a rhetorical question or a sincere one. He seems to be on edge regardless.

"To be fair the alcohol makes it great ha" Alan takes a bite from the chicken as if showing Riptide it was alright. "Bet some company would make it taste even better, only better spice than hunger's good company and all that"

"Anyway" he points a bone at the masked psycho "what brings you here mister Jonathan Rip?"
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>>4939946
“I can imagine that any drink would make it easier to swallow. But I’ve never heard of that saying, why would the people around you make the food taste better? I’ve never heard of humans being a good spice either. I was many things, but not a cannibal back home.”

“As for my business here… Whether I can tell you depends on your relationship with a certain Tailor.” He decided to ignore the guesses at his name. If he doesn’t respond then there’s no chance of spilling something.
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>>4939986
"Pffttt hahahaha" Alan took Riptide's words in good humor, he had already met people like Riptide before. The paranoia, the distrust, the inability to share even the slightest bit of information for fear of showing weakness. At the very least Riptide wasn't looking around every two minutes for environmental dangers and escape routes like when he was younger.
Alan could only feel pity but he didn't let it show on his face. "I'm actually Tony's... I dunno actually" he shrugged "I was planning on working with him but honestly I'm just mooching off his assets eating wings"

"So Riptide were you a child soldier? Pretty well-fed for one if you were, teenage soldier then? Straight into the suicide squads without the chaff cutting huh?"

Riptide laughs. Then shifts into guffawing. He continues when he can contain himself.

“Yes, a child soldier. I think I was around twelve years old when they shoved a gun into my hands. They didn’t even give me a rifle, just an automatic pistol. And just enough training that we wouldn’t die in the first minute of combat. Honestly, the fact that some of us survived in there is a miracle! As for food... Well, we had to hunt for that myself, but I was accustomed to that.” Although he’s recounting this with a smile, he seems to be radiating some heat. He takes off his suit and is left in a white shirt.

“So, how many people have you met with this sort of history? I can see at least three for sure, and five if I guess well.” In all honesty, he was thinking of six.

"Two" Alan smiles without explaining further then shifts into a sad look "sooner or later you're gonna need to fix that or at least learn to hide it." he swishes his glass and stares into it longingly "learn to glance when nobody's looking, smile when they are. W- err you aren't alone, not anymore... is what I want to say which I will since I'm a liar! Crew'll watch your blind spots at least, 's the whole point."
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Weasel was glad to have spent time with Maggie and she was even more glad to have a night out with some of the crew. Although her first job in the Blue Mare didn't turn out the greatest, it was still a fun time where she got to sing and perform, to a crowd with admittedly poor behavior. Hopefully next time would turn out better

She picked out a nice dress, put on some makeup and made her way to a strip club which thinking about it now didn't sound like the best night out.

Weasel gave Carliago the bouncer a subdued smile and a gentle wave "Tony's expecting me" she told him before making her way to the VIP room where she saw an odd pairing. On one hand was Alan, who she'd worked with extensively in the past and on the other was a relatively new addition named Riptide who for some odd reason was wearing his mask.

“Monsieur Alan, Monsieur Riptide, I see you two are already having a pleasant conversation.” She took a seat and addressed a waiter “A bottle of aureola and-” she pondered for a moment “I’ll have whatever appetizers you recommend, something oily maybe fried? Pizza?”

“So” she addressed Alan and Riptide “What have you two been talking about?”
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>>4940535
In another area Empress enters the Blue Mare in her business attire and takes a seat at the bar, ordering a neat glass of whiskey. She takes her time with the drink, savoring the sights and sounds of the lounge.

Alan realizes something and swore "Damn I should have gotten pizza, Tony's Italian I'm sure his club would have had great pizza... actually you know what" he addressed the waiter "I'll have a large meat lover’s pizza!"

"Anyway Weasel, nothing much. Jonathan Rip here thinks I eat people" he feigns offense "which I don't!"

Then another thought enters Alan’s head "Ohh what's your name by the way? It's weird just calling you Weasel all the time, I assume that isn't your real name."

Riptide interjected "I'm quite fine with calling her Weasel. It fits."

"Damn there's another crew member here but she's making it hard to join the conversation," Alan says to himself "maybe I should get Tony and bring her here with some guards that'd be funny"

"What?" Weasel was confused but Alan seemed to ignore her

She turns to 'Jonathan "No it's quite alright, it would be strange to use our code names out in public. My name is real name Adabelle Frost, good to meet Jonathan Rip"

"Actually you know what" he takes out a pen and scribbles something on a napkin then to the poor poor waiter and gets his attention "Rent boy!" he points out a window to a blonde woman sitting alone in the bar "See that woman with blonde hair, a tight skirt and big tiddies, take this note and pass it to her" he gives the waiter the napkin.

"What?" Weasel asks Alan again.
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>>4943310
Empress receives the napkin, a look of confusion on her face. She opens it up and reads it…

~Yo Commie, get up here Tony's paying for drinks!~ Alan tries to wave at her from atop the VIP room trying to get her attention.

Empress finishes her whiskey and sets the empty glass on a ten dollar bill. Getting up from her seat, she turns to look for the person who sent the note. Ah, it must be the man waving. She slowly makes her way to his table with a sultry walk, buying time so she can put a name to the face.

“Alan, right?”

Alan gave her a somber face, looking genuinely hurt. They'd already met in the safehouse gym before when he wanted to box Solomon "Yeah it's Alan"

"Just trying to gather people up in the crew for some drinks... How've you been doing Empress? Growing your spy cell? I wanted to introduce you to Tony, I'm sure you two would have a lot in common." He downs his Appletini and considers ordering another but decides against it.

He points to the other two "Weasel and Riptide by the way or Adabelle and Jonathan if you wanna use real names"

Weasel pouts and starts sipping her bottle of aureola annoyed at being ignored. She just awkwardly looks at Riptide and eats her food.

"So are you gonna order anything?"

"I've already ordered. When is that chicken going to get here? They could've at least given me my water while waiting. This is some shabby service."

Empress nods her head at each of them. "Pleased to meet you Adabelle, Jonathan."

"Yeah, Alan, I've been working on that. It's stressful, though. I can't bear the thought of my sisters getting into trouble. After what happened with Veronica..."

Alan steeples his hands, grinning widely as he makes eye contact with Empress

"Shouldn't it be *our sisters* getting into trouble? Or wait I guess not since we're not in Russia"

He softens his smile and changes the subject "Terrible situation that. I might joke but I'm sure Mizuchi and Ben would consider them sisters if you do. They're good people."

"Anyway, I don't really have much to talk to you about unfortunately." He checks his watch and looks around "I think you'll have much more to talk about with Tony the Tailor since you guys are basically both starting your own splinter faction in the crew."

Empress puts her hands on her hips, looking down at Alan angrily.

"What do you mean by 'our'?"

"Just a jape, old CIA joke nothing to worry about"

"Right..."
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Almost when the food is being served, you hear the sound of people navigating the stairwell. Soon enough, some of the last guests arrive- Seline, Chaser following her into the VIP area.

Deftly slipping through the crowd, the hired guns soon join you at your table after stealing some chairs from some place or other, after the obligatory greetings.

Beyond being in some kind of torso cast with a coat still bloody from the night’s turbulent events, Seline seems otherwise fine, though somewhat confused by the overloading plethora of faces to greet and talk to- quickly resorting to ducking slightly away to order from a menu she can barely understand.

…..very strange…. Eating instead of serving… staff discounts are good though…”

Alan looked at the pair entering with a predatory look, for a few seconds not speaking a word or making a sound as he watched the two people of opposite gender and similar age with a sadistic grin. There wasn't much time though, he knew that this particular story couldn't be pursued right now but he scratched the note even deeper into his head.

"Seline good to see you, I actually wanted to introduce you to this masked Congolese weirdo. He runs guns, you mod guns, I think there's money to be made!"

He then turns to Riptide to introduce Seline

"Jonathan this is Seline, she was raised by basically doomsday preppers and wolves"

She gave Alan a funny look, sensing his staring, shifting just slightly to ensure my machine pistol hadn’t somehow been revealed from under its hiding places of cloth and coat. “…….my mother’s not a wolf….. and my father’s neither…”

She pushes the menu aside slightly. “….hello.. Jonathan?”

"Call him Jori, it's his nickname"

"I don't think I need to say that you shouldn't trust him much." Riptide replied

Seline shoots Alan another dubious look, then once she’s reasonably confident ge’sdistracted, orders her meal and finally comments.
“…..from where?”

"Where is what coming from? Please explain your question before I have to assume what you mean." Riptide does not like beating around the Bush.

“Mm…. The guns. From where… Do you run them?”

“……..prefer parts. But knowing is good- the city is strange.” Seline seems somewhat embarrassed as she realizes the flaws in her first question.

Ah, she was a customer. "My benefactors ship The Guns and Parts to a Warehouse near the docks. It also doubles as my place of living."

“…….but where do they come from? ….. who makes them?”

Alan suddenly gives Seline a sharp look! "Don't ask!"
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“……..” Seline is silent

Alan softens his expression then continues "What I mean is you and Jori are still strangers, that's kind of personal I think."

"...A foreign country of strife, made by my people. That's all. We can follow up on this later." Riptide chimes in

“…..hm…” Seline ponders his words

“…..Jonathan…. I think, when all parties are armed, honesty is good…. So…”

“……..am not a bartender.”

“Hm…… am a mechanic. Would prefer to make my living… making.. changing things.”

She slips a pistol out of her coat- some patchwork creation, a mutant that should’ve been three decades out of date altered to the nines until it likely only contains traces of its origins, even if gaining in lethality, before simply… unfolding it into pieces before your eyes, the parts twisting and clicking and disconnecting into modular pieces- though you can’t imagine that’s good for the gun’s general integrity.

“…….if I… were to be a customer to your second business…. Would compete with your first.”

“……and there are no other businesses- not ones that will deal… with this crew. Places to find parts.”
“So…. Am bartender.”

“And if I am to buy…. Will be competitor…. Unless?”

Riptide's eyes widen at the sight of this mechanical deconstruction. He'd never seen this before, he had so many questions! How did she make this monstrosity? How did she break it down like she knew every piece of the structure? Where did this woman learn this?!
But he focuses on the most important one.
"I do not want to make an enemy of you. In fact, my benefactors would probably want a local on the team for convenience. What would you work for? How would I convince you to join a partnership?"

“…..”

Seline seems amazed that it went so easily.

“…………”

“Who are your benefactors?”

Riptide coughs and starts to think, a dangerous pastime. How would she react? Does he chance it? Wait, she values honesty. Just say it.

"My benefactors are what some call a 'Private Military Organisation', a formal way of saying 'Mercenaries'. They do Arms and Parts dealing on the side for a more consistent revenue stream."

“…..hm.”

“They are hands off, just desire… regular payment, for regular supplies?” She asks

"Yes, essentially. They gave me a Warehouse and some equipment, then said that they expect a cut of my income. Or at least, some return on their investment."

“……anyone else involved, beyond transportation?”

"No."

"...no-one else" He neglects to mention Mayi. That Thorn.
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Seline speaks “………if just two…. Then equal partners sounds good. Will set up my workshop in the warehouse, help pay maybe for expansion, tools- we work together… pay off suppliers, even split of remains.”

“….have some warnings though.”

“……can mod firearms. Up to a point. Soon…. Finicky. New gun entirely.”

“This? Very careful…… works a dream, if treated right…. If not, soon your sisters will call you eight finger Emily…”

She seems to find it morbidly funny.
“And second…. If business is successful…. Will be using those contacts to bring in… others similar, from the country. Bikies, smugglers, hunters- people I was born to…. Family.”

“Never dared the city before…. Too many psychos, called me insane when I said I’ll come here…. But success will convince them. Won’t touch us, but they will come here….”

“And you will be implicit in that, if this goes….”

“Otherwise, is good?”

Riptide says "It is good. Although being what is basically a shopkeeper is supposed to be safe, I sell tools of murder. That is not safe, I know the risks."

Seline smiles slightly and shakes his hand.

“…….good. Will drop by… tomorrow. Take a look….Sort fine details then.”

“…..dinner now. Want the pistol?”

She gestures to the multiple scattered pieces on the table.

“…..won’t charge. Noticed you looking.”

Riptide accepts the handshake and looks at the pieces. He was interested, in the same way, a scholar is interested in a new field of study.

"I will take the pieces, analyze them. Although they are, with no exaggeration, bespoke to the pistol, I will see if I could fit these into a new gun. Maybe bigger, maybe smaller. Unless that's not recommended?”

“All pieces of a separate gun…. Could make it work. If you recreate something new, from the pieces….”

“Hm…. Might catch my brother’s eye one day…. Can try. Don’t lose your fingers though….”

“….pleasure to meet you, Jonathan-from-the-Congos.”

"A pleasure to meet you too, Seline, The Lynx."