Feb 16, 2025 5:09 pm
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Harrigan says:
[ooc]Do remember Richard, that Billie chucked you her (Long Range) lever gun.Last edited February 16, 2025 5:10 pm
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Thanks for the reminder. I had indeed forgotten! So Richard will have that ready instead of the pistol if that's ok @KCC?
Feb 17, 2025 1:36 am
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Oh! Great reminder! Well, Richard is ready to fire! So why don’t we do that first?Roll Ranged Combat, Richard!
Feb 17, 2025 2:22 am
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BF likes an assertive man with a gun, then.Richard raises the lever gun with slightly shaking hands, aims at one of the dogs, follows its motion, takes a deep breath, and holds. Then he squeezes the trigger and misses. Was he happy that he missed it? He wasn't sure, but now they were going to be in deep doo-doo.
"Better stay up here? They can't jump that high, can they?
Last edited February 17, 2025 2:31 am
Rolls
Pistol, RangedCombat, AGILITY - (1D6, 1D6, 3D6)
1D6 : (2) = 2
1D6 : (3) = 3
3D6 : (222) = 6
Push - (5d6)
(61446) = 21
Stress - (1d6)
(2) = 2
Feb 18, 2025 5:44 am
Richard’s fears are realized, as he lines up his shot and pulls the trigger! Billie Faye feels the girls wince and almost leap from the bike with pure survival instinct. The wind seems to settle, as the sound of the rifle shot rings out along the empty streets.
The sound of slavering dogs gives way to a miserable squeal! It’s quick, strangled and desperate. And then it’s cut short…
The shot had sailed by Billie Faye’s bike, and caught one of the large Doberman’s in the neck. The thing, unseen by the girl, folds in on itself, as it cries and quickly dies there on the street. Blood pools beneath the miserable, hungry creature, and two of the other dogs give up the chase!
Looking through the sight of his rifle, Richard might see them circling their fallen comrade, licking their lips, but keeping distance until the death is certain…
The hostility seems to urge the remaining two on. What would happen when the short legged mutts reached the fresh carcass was anyone’s guess. For now, two large dogs keep up the chase! If they could only snatch the small girl off the bike, she would be food enough for the now-reduced pack.
The sound of slavering dogs gives way to a miserable squeal! It’s quick, strangled and desperate. And then it’s cut short…
The shot had sailed by Billie Faye’s bike, and caught one of the large Doberman’s in the neck. The thing, unseen by the girl, folds in on itself, as it cries and quickly dies there on the street. Blood pools beneath the miserable, hungry creature, and two of the other dogs give up the chase!
Looking through the sight of his rifle, Richard might see them circling their fallen comrade, licking their lips, but keeping distance until the death is certain…
The hostility seems to urge the remaining two on. What would happen when the short legged mutts reached the fresh carcass was anyone’s guess. For now, two large dogs keep up the chase! If they could only snatch the small girl off the bike, she would be food enough for the now-reduced pack.
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Billie Faye needs to roll Mobility to remain out of their jaws! Once her roll and any remaining attacks are dealt out, we’ll be in range for Richard and Owen to fire again! Feb 18, 2025 7:12 am
Billie instinctively ducks low and accelerates when Richard opens fire, working the lever between shots with the rifle she'd given him. A glance over her shoulder shows that one dog is down and two more have peeled off... but that two more are still on her tail.
"Hang on!" she says to the girl as they lean into a turn, trying to bring their pursuers in range again...
💪
"Hang on!" she says to the girl as they lean into a turn, trying to bring their pursuers in range again...
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Oh yeah!💪
Last edited February 18, 2025 7:13 am
Rolls
Agility 4, Mobility 2, Motorbike Maneuver 3 - (9d6)
(666651164) = 41
Stress (1) - (1d6)
(2) = 2
Feb 18, 2025 7:14 am
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Can she turn all those extra successes into something? Impressing the girl, making the shots easier, having the dogs give up, etc.?
The Girl
Feb 20, 2025 5:51 am
The Girl
The two men are closer now, and Shayna reaches the dusty alleyway! The dogs can surely see them, but remain fast on the trail of Billie-Faye and the small girl: the kitten providing too much promise of sport to divert their attentions elsewhere!
Billie-Faye leads the dogs this way and then, opening them up to a broadside from Owen and Richard, who have set themselves up to do the miserable work of culling the pack.
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One auto success each! Anything extra will sweeten the pot!
Feb 20, 2025 10:30 am
Owen's heart skips a beat, when the bike and dogs come into view. The sight of the little girl riding with Billie-Faye makes him hesitate.
Damn it... what if I hit her?...
It is however only a moment: adrenaline kicks in and he takes aim, trying to steady his hands - but targeting the dog farther from the bike just in case. He pulls the trigger of the handgun!
Damn it... what if I hit her?...
It is however only a moment: adrenaline kicks in and he takes aim, trying to steady his hands - but targeting the dog farther from the bike just in case. He pulls the trigger of the handgun!
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edit: phewLast edited February 20, 2025 12:43 pm
Rolls
AGILITY, RangedCombat, Handgun - (5D6, 0D6, 1d6)
5D6 : (12621) = 12
0D6 : (0) = 0
1d6 : (1) = 1
Roll Stress: - (1D6)
(6) = 6
Feb 20, 2025 3:11 pm
"They say the first is always the hardest don't they, Owen?"
Using sick humor to stop the rot of guilt overwhelming his mind, he sets up for another shot, cognizant of Owen's success, if you could call it that. Raising the gun and aiming, he shoots.
Nooo
Using sick humor to stop the rot of guilt overwhelming his mind, he sets up for another shot, cognizant of Owen's success, if you could call it that. Raising the gun and aiming, he shoots.
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Ack. Pushin'...Nooo
Last edited February 20, 2025 3:13 pm
Rolls
AGILITY, RangedCombat, Pistol - (3D6, 1D6, 1D6)
3D6 : (212) = 5
1D6 : (3) = 3
1D6 : (3) = 3
Push - (5d6)
(11522) = 11
Stress - (1d6)
(3) = 3
Feb 23, 2025 10:17 am
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Ouch! So, a helping dice can’t actually make a fail into a success! It can only make a success more successful! So that’s a shame! Luckily, Owen did enough to drive them off! Apologies for stepping off the gas with this game! I’m almost at the end here in Korea, and it’s been a real long twelve weeks to get here!
I expect we’ll be in Ireland before long! It just so happened that the last 12 weeks were my busiest weeks in the country! What a way to end!
Feb 23, 2025 2:57 pm
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That sounds rough, but soon it will all be behind you and the green isle of Eireann will be your home once more! ☘️Anyway, no worries, Life comes first.
Last edited February 23, 2025 2:57 pm
Feb 24, 2025 6:27 am
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Indeed -- KCC, I loooooove this game, but it you need to ice it for a bit and then pick it up when you're settled that is 100% cool with me. I'm confident we can pick it right back up again...Feb 24, 2025 8:48 am
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Thirded! We'll be right here, on the roof of that cruiser, when you're back. Good luck!
Feb 24, 2025 3:12 pm
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I add our unanimous support for your real life. We'll be here when you've stabilized your stuffs.Mar 11, 2025 7:53 am
Richard’s shot goes whistling wide, though he watches as some of the dog’s turn their heads; clearly attracted to the sound of the projectile whooshing by.
Owen’s weapon barks through the wind. … bap, bap… The unmistakable sound of small arms fire. Just as the dog’s turn their attention back to the chase, they are caught in the neck, torso and shoulder. Owen had aimed well, and caught a great many of the damned things as they closed in.
Miserable yelping sounds from one of the dogs only wounded, rather than outright killed. It flails about uselessly, just as Billie-Faye and the girl pull up alongside the car that Richard and Owen stood atop. Shayna, too, reaches the old cruiser at the same moment, and all watch as the miserable thing succumbs to its wounds.
The man with the trolley will surely have heard the gunshots, though would he be brave enough to face those that had done the shooting. His pack of dogs was vastly diminished, and hungry enough to turn on their fallen pack mates…
Owen’s weapon barks through the wind. … bap, bap… The unmistakable sound of small arms fire. Just as the dog’s turn their attention back to the chase, they are caught in the neck, torso and shoulder. Owen had aimed well, and caught a great many of the damned things as they closed in.
Miserable yelping sounds from one of the dogs only wounded, rather than outright killed. It flails about uselessly, just as Billie-Faye and the girl pull up alongside the car that Richard and Owen stood atop. Shayna, too, reaches the old cruiser at the same moment, and all watch as the miserable thing succumbs to its wounds.
The man with the trolley will surely have heard the gunshots, though would he be brave enough to face those that had done the shooting. His pack of dogs was vastly diminished, and hungry enough to turn on their fallen pack mates…
Mar 11, 2025 12:41 pm
Shit! I got them! He is surprised his shots found their mark on moving targets. And a little shocked at the kills -- is he getting a little too good at killing?
With all the voice he can muster, he shouts out at the trolley man, hoping to cut through the noise of Billie's bike.
He aims the handgun at the man.
"Stop right there, or you'll be next!"
With all the voice he can muster, he shouts out at the trolley man, hoping to cut through the noise of Billie's bike.
He aims the handgun at the man.
"Stop right there, or you'll be next!"
Mar 11, 2025 1:33 pm
"Shit!" Richard takes a second to frown at his pistol. How the heck did he miss? Training it on the trolley man he waits to see if he reacts to Owen's comand.
Mar 12, 2025 1:37 am
"Nice shootin’, you two," Cooper says calmly as she pulls the rumbling bike to a stop.
"This here is Caroline, everyone. Caroline, this is Richard, that there is Owen, and she’s Shayna, a real good sort."
Then, when the two men suddenly aim their weapons again, Billie looks over her shoulder as she peels off her tank top so that she can wrap her bloody hand with it. "Who the fuck’s that guy?" she asks, cinching her makeshift bandage tight.
"This here is Caroline, everyone. Caroline, this is Richard, that there is Owen, and she’s Shayna, a real good sort."
Then, when the two men suddenly aim their weapons again, Billie looks over her shoulder as she peels off her tank top so that she can wrap her bloody hand with it. "Who the fuck’s that guy?" she asks, cinching her makeshift bandage tight.
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