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984843 No. 984843 ID: 11f77a

Potential NSFW. Death may occur here.
This is the quest where you play as everyone but a certain character. We’ll call that special character ‘the catalyst’. Whether you help them out or work against them is up to you. No metagaming would be nice. But we’ll see how the demo rolls.

Some Rules:
• In a room full of people (e.g. a police station office, gang of thugs), you’ll only roleplay as two characters at a time. If there’s a mob (e.g. zombies, hive of alien bugs), you can roleplay them as one entity (e.g. pillage, march down the street, run away from the kaiju, etc.).
• The game may immediately end when the catalyst either dies or achieves its goal. Or perhaps something else that comes along to give the story a proper resolution.

Let’s begin.
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No. 1008802 ID: 11f77a
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Fletch is already halfway through when the stranger scoots himself onto his back. The haze has not faded enough for a clear line of sight when he raises his gun and fires, attempting to guess Fletch’s position from the sound of his footsteps.

‘POOM! POOM! click!

Misses. Chunks of the doorway are blasted off behind the ichorynth. With some help from the drug it’s bearable enough to keep going. He still limps and uses the wall as support.
No. 1008803 ID: 3aa06e

Fletch get out of there through the back door and don't look back, no doubt he has another mag for his gun.

Ordo, maybe you should run for it too out there. Best not to be with your coworkers. Sticking together in this situation will get you all killed but splitting up means this gunman can only chase one of you down. Maybe the police are right outside?
No. 1008804 ID: 7924dc

Hey, Nirrn is gone.
I guess a cleaner must have extracted her body while no one was around for the assassination to go smoothly and not leave evidence.
No. 1008813 ID: 11f77a

I completely forgot to draw her in
No. 1008816 ID: 7924dc

It'll be obvious if you take the exit. Hide in the bathroom
No. 1008825 ID: e51896

No, won't work. He'll just follow the blood trail into the bathroom, then we'll be trapped.

The big guy needs to take time to get up, and reload, but if he is out of ammo, he'll probably start fighting us unnarmed, and we're in no condition to fight. He's probably not even going to bother reloading if he has extra ammo regardless to not waste time.

With that in mind, pick up a piece of the doorway that got blown off, preferably a sharp one that we can use as a weapon, then make your way to the door as quick as your body can handle without fainting. Listen for him, if he shows up, and has his gun, throw the piece of door at him, if he charges after you instead, use your door chunk as a melee weapon.

As for Ordo, keep playing dead. No need to lose another character after we tried to get Nirrn to escape... unless we want to use him as a distraction to sacrifice him in some way to waste the catalyst's time for Fletch to escape.
No. 1008844 ID: 2aa5f0

it's GTA logic now, leave them alone long enough and they just turn into a chalk outline.
No. 1008853 ID: 21ac40

Fighting is discarded unless we find a weapon (maybe Nirrn had something in the bar, but is far). Hidding is the best option but Nix would need some way to hid his blood trail first. Running is a hard bet, it only will work if the police come before the catalyst can catch Nix (which is not a lot of time).

The obvious choice is to risk and run for the door he is going right now. If Nix have the key of the door at hand it could make him win some precious seconds if he manage to close it behind him.

A less obvious option would be to try to use Nix's clothes to temporaly stop his bleeding enough time to hide while being careful to not step in the trail of blood. The problem is that if he hasn't opened the exit door first, then it will be obvious that he is hidding.

As the two options starts by going to the door, maybe Nix can decide on the run. If he ears the catalyst reload inside the room, he can try to hide because the chase will be very short. If the catalyst get's out the room, then it's running time.
No. 1009333 ID: 11f77a
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Fletch busts out of the store. He thinks the stranger will definitely reload and give chase. In that case, Fletch won’t run in a straight line but turn immediately in one direction, and it’s pretty dark at this hour. Ichorynths are quite adept at maneuvering in the night. Zephcynths, eh, not so well as far as he knows.
He just needs to find a secluded spot, makeshift some tourniquets to stop the bleeding, and think what the hell he’s going to do next.

He has no ammo left in the pistol he carries. No phone, as he left it in his locker.

He does have his wallet; enough for bus fare and perhaps cough 450 credits to spare...
No. 1009335 ID: 11f77a
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The fog has thinned. Ordo watches the stranger from the ground. The zephcynth makes an annoyed sigh--or maybe it was the pain in his leg from the bludgeoning and the fall. His riot shield moves; it’s attached to a metallic limb hidden under his trenchcoat.
It folds itself as if to become a cast for his injured leg--supporting it. He unloads the clip of his gun; rather than discard he keeps the empty clip in his pocket. Another is replaced. He doesn’t seem rushed to go after Fletch this very moment. A sudden mood change.

The stranger opens each locker, a majority of them empty so far. Ordo’s backpack was already out when he gave Fletch some drugs. He sneers when he uses his wounded arm.

“So.” the stranger calmly mutters. “You have offered yourselves to keep the rush alive...” Wait, was that to himself? What? Or to Ordo? He wasn’t looking at him in particular...

"Who was he to you?"
No. 1009338 ID: e51896

"Coworker *cough* who needed help getting away from crazed gunman... *cough* hurts to talk..."
No. 1009352 ID: 9cee9a

Ask who he is exactly, why even come here shooting up the place?
No. 1009353 ID: 094652

"You... *hack* killed her, you phuk. She... wasn't in the... game *coughing fit*. If you even care about anything then shoot *sniff* me *coughing fit* and save her."
No. 1009356 ID: 973ecd

Ordo didnt see nirrn get shot
No. 1009464 ID: 15a025

Co-worker worth saving from some thug with a gun.
No. 1009808 ID: 11f77a
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“W-What?” Ordo coughs. “What the fuck? *cough* He’s a coworker, man. Someone worth saving from... *cough cough* some thug with a gun!” The gullusk sits upright with a hand clenched to his wound, pressing just below his rib.

The stranger opens the locker that would presumably be Fletch’s. Just a chain of a few keys and a phone, along with some scraps of applications never quite filled out. His focus is away from Ordo, but he still replies without emotion. “Is that what you’re telling me? That it was for someone worth saving?”

The gullusk winces, “Man, who the fuck are you? Why? Why are you shooting up the place?”

The stranger gives no reply.
No. 1009809 ID: 11f77a
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He takes the phone, and lets the ceiling light shine upon it. Patterns of smudges are across its glassy surface. With the press of a button a locked screen shows with a grid. “There’s nothing more here; the rush unfortunately continues. But after some... inconveniences to tie off.”

“L-Listen, man-- you don’t have to!”

He steps closer with his gun drawn.
No. 1009810 ID: 11f77a
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“Can’t we just talk about this--?!"
No. 1009811 ID: 11f77a
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You’re a chupian officer of the Port Echo PD. Before you could retire for the night the radio is calling for all police in the area to respond to a commotion in a store. Witnesses near the building claim to have heard firearm discharges--possibly the start of a gang war.

The radio blathers: police who are on the scene report shot civilians. Couple dead, even. Suggestions hint a killer could be on the run but no idea where they may have gone as of yet.

Your personal phone also bleeps a tune...

Also, suggest a female name for chupian cop: ___
No. 1009812 ID: e7c7d3

Check your phone while you drive. No one says you can't!

How about the name... Farla
No. 1009814 ID: 094652

Pull over, check your inventory. You are not going anywhere near a crazed trigger-happy gunman without a military-grade ballistic shield.

Your name is Farah Kel'viine.
No. 1009846 ID: 8dddab

Cemmmmmbly is your name. And yes, people need to draw out the M in your name.

Idea: What if she secretly works for the same boss as the Catalyst and is helping him by being planted as a police officer to sneak fake evidence in the crime scene and hide evidence related to her boss and the catalyst? Would explain why the silent alarm didnt alert anyone.
No. 1009973 ID: 1bf26e

Take a glance on that fancy nav computer if that’s what is in your cruiser to see where you are in relation to the crime scene. Then stop the vehicle completely to check your personal phone.

Also looks like you don’t have a partner with you. Is the PD low on staff or are you some sort of super cop who doesn’t need backup? Better not be one of those “one more day till I retire” cops. Those are always bad omens.

Farah sounds like a good name.
No. 1010126 ID: 11f77a
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Farah has been on the force for several years, she aint retiring for a long, long time. And she aint a rookie either. She’s most familiar with the districts of Tar Zoa and Vaal Sol having grown up in that area. Usually she’d be assigned a partner but this is just a neighborly patrol. The navigator displays the crime scene which is in close proximity, as well as few other police who arrived. She’ll make a visit if anyone needs some extra help cordoning the vicinities.

As if the ringing of her personal phone was a signal to double check her inventory--she pats herself down. Badge, walkie, stun-gun, pistol, cuffs...

Well it aint a crime or anything if there’s a cop to supervise it--our chupian officer presses a button and activates the call. “Farah speaking.” She answers.
No. 1010127 ID: 11f77a
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You’re her husband (who needs a name). “Farah, my darling! I hope you’re not too busy occupied with work! I thought I’d call ahead to see what you’d like for a dinner side. Feeling grain or a veg?”

“Also, our son got in your potted plants again. I tried to save as much as I could but your gorgeous cherry ambergosses are ruined...”
No. 1010128 ID: 3b0217


Ask your husband if he took pictures :3
No. 1010130 ID: fd6146

Arjan and our son Mali will help on planting new flowers after veggy dinner.
No. 1010145 ID: 365ef6

Jokingly scold Arjy for invoking old tropes about police who get called by family just before something bad happen.

Also grain and good luck with the little troublemaker.
No. 1010165 ID: c92a02

Rictus. And darn, really? I was three days away from retiring and planting that flower in the garden for the orphanage we always wanted to start. I guess we'll have to think of a different first birthday gift for his new baby sister!
No. 1010264 ID: 15a025

Let's have some veg. Trouble maker's gotta eat all of their dinner tonight now too.
No. 1010830 ID: 11f77a
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Farah jests, “I thought we agreed it was bad luck to call before something bad, Anjan. Now I’ll find myself in an early retirement. And not the resting-on-the-Bolkor-Mountains kind of retirement.”

“Well it’s hard to predict when you’re on a case, hon. It’s as if you’re telling me never to call you! I would be worried sick to my eyeballs if I couldn’t hear your voice until you come home!”

She hums, “I’m joking. And I say we’ll have veg tonight. That troublemaker’s gonna learn to like yakbeets sooner or later. I’m on my way to investigate an aftermath of a shootout and see if anyone needs assistance.” Farah keeps her eyes forward--patiently steering around the block. A few ambulances zoom past an intersection. “Oof, I’ll come home right after, though. Could be a little late. Don’t wait for me if it gets too dark. Sorry.”

Anjan scrolls through his phone, “Ah, it's fine. I’m going to send you a few pictures, though. A bit of motion blur but Mali is never gonna live this down when he’s older!”

“--ah show me later. I got my eyes on the road. We can teach Mali how to plant some new flowers tomorrow. Is there anything else, hon? I'm about to turn into the scene...”
No. 1010834 ID: ce39da

"... Just wanted to say that I love you."
No. 1010837 ID: 365ef6

No. 1010847 ID: 6e4236

Are we still up for karaoke night tomorrow?
No. 1010871 ID: bbf50d

"Just don't bite off more than you can chew, if it gets overwhelming, remember to take it easy. There is always a home here for you no matter what.
No. 1010972 ID: 15a025

"Love ya, stay safe."
No. 1011107 ID: 11f77a
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“Only that I love you, dear~”

That gives Farah a soft smile. “I love you too, Anjan.”

“Are we still up for karaoke night?”


“Tomorrow? I can hire our usual babysitter. I thought we could go down to Beekers Pub--”

“You have a way with goodbyes, you know that?”
No. 1011108 ID: 11f77a
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Farah arrives. Dozens of cops already cordon the area and ward off curious pedestrians. The chupian parks, ducks under the yellow line, and walks towards the entrance. EMTs push a stretcher inside an ambulance, looks like a huntoon victim.

Analysts are taking pictures. Investigators have yet to arrive, it seems.
No. 1011109 ID: 11f77a
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Approaching a group of policemen Farah sees a friend, Tark. Standing tall like a lighthouse the gard turns and notices her. He’s been on the force much longer than Farah--he’s practically the type who’d be two weeks from retirement. But he always seems to extend that deadline the more cases he piles on.

“Hey Farah.”

“Deputy. What happened?”

“Homicide. And attempted murder.”


“We don’t know yet. Civilians heard gunshots. One dead gullusk was found in the office and an unconscious huntoon was left in critical condition... it'd be a miracle if she survives the night. You were in the neighborhood I see...”

Continue with any prompts
No. 1011122 ID: e51896

Tark: Since Farah was in the neighborhood and near the crime scene, ask if she got any kind of alert from the station of a silent alarm being activated.

Farah: say you did not hear orders about coming here.

Tark: ponder if the silent alarm was activated, and if not, why, and if it was, why the police station didn't report it to a police officer in the area (Farah). Your not going to accuse Farah of ignoring calls yet, she's a good officer and your friend. Consider looking into this silent alarm incident while ordering Farah looks for clues.
No. 1011131 ID: 7f1c09

Tark: mission briefing! Tell Farah she'll look around the store and the place where the huntoon was unconcious for clues of what could of happened and the killer while you'll check the the alarm system for any signs of tampering at the cash register and office as well as info on the employees here and security footage in the office. After that, you'll both check the break room where the dead body was found,

Farah: ask to switch roles, with you checking the security footage and alarm system.
No. 1011184 ID: 3aa06e

Tark: Mention the silent alarm, give a briefing on the injuries and wounds. Specifically, let Farah know what mess awaits her if she plans on looking at the gollusk. If you have a time on when the silent alarm was pulled and when police were called and then arrived give that too.

Farah: Check if this store had anything such as cameras to record events. See if there's a clock-in system to keep track of which employees were in, you have to notify the families of who won't be coming home. It'd also might let you know who is a suspect, this could have been an employee who went postal one late night.
No. 1011193 ID: ce39da

Tark: Confirm what Farah knows; affirm that while you don't have all the answers yet, there does seem to be evidence of at least two gunmen - that this wasn't a one-sided shooting.

Farah: Notice the location of the crime and ask why the silent alarm wasn't triggered. Did the cashier not have time to press it?

Tark: Explain that he checked it, and if the blinking is any indication, it was indeed pressed. Why the silent alarm didn't reach dispatch - coincidence or conspiracy - is just one mystery that needs answering. You've called in a tech specialist to take a look already.

Farah: Ask if you can take your own look at the crime scene. That investigator, if he's coming, would likely appreciate the extra legwork on your part.
No. 1011202 ID: 4e67d2

Tark: order your people around. Call forensics, call balistics, search if there are security cameras, look for foot and hand prints, do that funny thing where you blink your four eyes one at a time, comb the general area. It's time to catch a criminal.
No. 1011580 ID: 15a025

Farah: Ask about possible motives for the homicide or murder? Did theft have anything involved with tonight? Anything reported as stolen?

Anjan: Brush up on your karaoke skills anyway.
No. 1011792 ID: 11f77a
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Where Farah stands she turns her head and observes the area with a brief glance. She looks confused at first. “I haven’t heard any orders to come here when it was happening. Has the alarm even gone off?”

Tark nods, he seems to know how the deal works. “Yes. The silent alarm has been activated. But it doesn’t just buzz the nearest cop on the block. It sends a signal to the closest department and they have to dispatch some officers straight from the building. We can’t hope that ‘one would be in the area’ to call to action. And the response time is different in each city. Stack on top of that how... ‘motivated’ the officers are.”

“Motivated?! Criminals can just walk away with all that time? That’s... atrocious!”

“Kid, you’re forgetting this is the Tar Zoa District. It’s not your neighborly suburbia. Some of us are a diamond in the rough sure, but most have no drive to pick up the slack.
“Only a button is pressed. There’s no telling back at the station if it’s a robbery, break-in, or someone going postal. You just have to hold on for five or even ten minutes.
“It sucks, kid, but there can be bad eggs who covertly work with Hesphis Moss, and they can be bribed to delay a rescue if the Family are involved.

There’s a pause as that information sinks in. The gard takes a slow breath and continues. “You’d think that a killing from Moss’ gang would be a bit more… discrete I suppose. But it’s all speculation if I go on and on about that. We’ll need a thorough examination.”

The chupian opts to switch topics, “Well... what have we found so far?”

“I’ve only assessed the situation without touching anything. I had to direct the others where to cordon the area and make a few calls. There is an APB for anyone within several blocks who may look suspicious.”

“Any chance I can look inside?”

Tark makes a brief look of the parking lot. The ambulance speeds off with its siren warbling. “You’ll have to be quick about it. You can only look, not touch. Remain several feet from blood and damages. The forensics will be here any minute so...
“Grab your gloves. Put up some yellow tape. Look busy.”

“Got it.”
No. 1011793 ID: 11f77a
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Inside is a train wreck. Aside from the pool of blood at the entrance, the shelves have toppled like dominoes on the right. Bags of food and toiletries are dumped and scattered all over the floor.

Farah hasn’t seen a place so much in chaos. “Nine Gods, what the hell happened?”

“Your guess is as good as mine...

Continue with any prompts
• Check the office for camera footage
• Check for a clock-in system
• Speculate how it went down
• Examine destruction
• Put down some crime scene markers

No. 1011820 ID: 16d082

I think we should check the office for evidence and security camera footage, if it’s still there
No. 1011846 ID: 094652

Take some basic photographs with your phone, then set up crime scene markers near the blood.
No. 1011858 ID: ce39da

Have evidence markers ready to go for whenever you notice something - start marking what you can now, then investigate once you run out of things to mark.

Place this next to the blood pool out front.

FARAH: "Was this where the Huntoon was?"

TARK: Confirm, and make sure it's noted in the Exhibit's description - for lack of (or in addition to) an outline - what position her body was in; on her back vs. her front, where she was pointed, etc.

This one goes right next to "A," representing the pool of blood itself. Tark ought to have been taking careful note of which drag marks were already there before the EMTs showed up to take her away.

Placed at the NE corner of the toppled shelves, to represent them.

TARK: "Only way they'd end up like this is if two people were pushing from both sides at once..." Farah would note that down.

Placed at the splatter at the SE corner of the toppled shelves. It's actually Farah who notices the bit where the shelf was damaged, though it's Tark that notices the bullet hole opposite.

Placed at the splatter near the hallway entrance. Something got hit here, that's all you know. (Actually, they do ask themselves if that looks like one splatter or two.)

Placed right outside the lounge door. The path implies that a body was dragged in, then to a second spot (order unknown), then back out.

Also placed outside the lounge door. The doorknob is missing, plus several bullet holes in the door and adjacent wall.

TARK: "I suggest we keep our passing through this door to a minimum until forensics shows up with the plastic oneseys."

Placed at the blood pool in front of the office door.

FARAH: "Did an injured person stop here?"

Placed at the trail leading to the rear exit.

Exhibit marker placement is then on pause because:
FARAH: "Someone went through this door while bleeding. Tark!"

TARK: "Right. Shit." Radio in that you have reason to believe there's another potential injured in the area. "Farah, I'm gonna take a look outside - I want you to hold down the fort."

FARAH: Go back and investigate the various scattered chips to take your mind off of your worries about Tark and this possible third victim - something about these two spills did intrigue you.
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