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KCC

Apr 3, 2025 11:57 am
Shayna slams backwards onto the ground, unintentionally striking the young Caroline as she goes down. It’s hard to breathe, and the doctor can see the young girl standing over her; blood spattered over her face and hair. Billie Faye’s hand is pushing the girl away then, and the woman loses sight of the young girl!

Shayna knows that her lifeblood is currently spilling out onto the warehouse floor. It won’t be long now until everything is black…

Big John

KCC

Apr 4, 2025 1:42 am
Big John
"I knew it wouldn’t take long for you to pick up what I was putting down!" the man says with a smirk, before realizing that Billie-Faye wasn’t rummaging around the man’s downstairs for the pleasure of it!

There’s a few seconds where the man and Billie Faye are tussling around the room, as they struggle for mastery of the man’s britches.

And then a blinding and deafening explosion rings out…

Rolls

Damage Vs Billie Faye and Big John - (10d6)

(2323536546) = 39

Damage vs Everyone Else - (6d6)

(346665) = 30

KCC

Apr 4, 2025 1:44 am
Owen is busy being beaten around the head and body. He can feel the impacts deep now. He wants nothing more than to give in to the wounds and just lay down… Rest…

Richard is busy lining up his next shot, when the explosion happens and everyone lets out a scream.
OOC:
Richard can try Mobility to avoid being turned to absolute paste by this!

Or, you know… opt to die!
Apr 4, 2025 1:56 am
Everything was happening too fast. Shayna was down, Owen was bleeding bad and Billie was fucking running toward the asshole, shoving her hand down his pants.

Then, he charged toward Big John. He was going to pistol whip the sonovabitch when "What the fuuuuu....."

His ears ring, and a bright flash blinds him.
OOC:
Pushing
Last edited April 4, 2025 1:58 am

Rolls

Mobility, AGILITY - (0D6, 3D6)

0D6 : (0) = 0

3D6 : (513) = 9

Roll Stress: - (3D6)

(446) = 14

Mobility, AGILITY - (0D6, 3D6)

0D6 : (0) = 0

3D6 : (456) = 15

Roll Stress: - (4D6)

(1324) = 10

Apr 4, 2025 3:39 am
"Die, fucking rapist," Billie seethes as she holds the grenade in place, against the man's loathsome--
OOC:
Billie ends up Broken, with 3 Stress and -- a severed limb!
Last edited April 4, 2025 3:42 am

Rolls

Critical Injury - (1d6, 1d6)

1d6 : (6) = 6

1d6 : (1) = 1

KCC

Apr 4, 2025 3:49 am
OOC:
Rolls!

Rolls

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

KCC

Apr 4, 2025 3:56 am
Owen’s attacker is beating the young man about the head terrible. Some supernatural sense seems to warn him of whats to come, and he kicks Owen towards the struggling Billie Faye and Big John half a second before the explosion. Just enough time to get him around some crates when the blast hits.
OOC:
Owen is, sadly, dead. How about some final thoughts?
Shayna is briefly aware of sudden heat and noise as the explosion rips up just by where she is laying. She had gotten close to Big John… A little too close. The warmth embraces her a second before ripping her apart.
OOC:
Shayna is, sadly, dead! What were those final moments like?
Several of Big John’s men are blown away in the blast. The man Richard had shot simply slumps over, succumbing to his injuries. The man that had battered Billie Faye about the head had tried to catch her as she crosses for the boss man, and caught the explosion in the face for his troubles.

Billie Faye and Big John are thrown apart quite violently by the blast. Billie Faye leaves her arm down Big John’s pants, while the bottom half of Big John’s legs sloop out of the bottom of his trousers. Two bloody stumps are sent flying through the air.

KCC

Apr 4, 2025 3:56 am
OOC:
Billie Faye is broken. Big John is broken. Another attack will kill them automatically. Richard is up, and one other NPC is still up!

Richard can decide what happens next!
Apr 4, 2025 7:05 am
At each violent impact of the gun stock, Owen grows a little more numb. Until the cracks he hears are no longer his skull fracturing, but some distant sound. There is pain, yes. A red blanket pervading everything, but after a while he stops fighting and goes with it, craving for the end.

His eyes close, and for a brief moment his body , shaken by each blow, is someone else's body. As he shifts silently from being, to not being.

By the time the grenade explodes, Owen Peterson is not there anymore.
Apr 4, 2025 1:39 pm
A greasy spoon outside Raleigh
"I'll leave soon. I'll just go back and get some stuff "

Shayna didn't say what she was thinking, that her sister should just come now. Instead she said, "Avoid Atlanta. There's reports of something weird going on there. I'll see you when you get there."

Macon, Georgia
Another walked past the front door. She wasn't safe here, had to get out. She had one eye on the street, waiting for a blue Civic that never came. She looks at her cellphone. No service but it would come back. Her sister would find her. Or she would go find her.

The floor of a factory....
Staggered, bleeding, she didn't know what was happening. Her ears were ringing. "My phone," she croaked inaudible, and reached for an iphone she could almost-
Apr 4, 2025 5:07 pm
The ringing in his ears fades slowly. Smoke swirls through the wreckage, and the horror plays out in a dull, surreal haze.

His friends ... gone. Only now does he understand they truly were his friends. The only ones. And now, they're dead.

A cry builds in Richard’s chest, rising like a pressure valve about to burst.

"You motherfucker," he snarls, pulling the trigger.

Bullets thud into Big John's body. Richard laughs. Harsh, cracked, unhinged as the magazine empties. He grabs the shotgun and keeps firing until there's nothing left of Big John's gang but blood and pulp.

Anyone still moving sees Richard's wrath.

Richard drops to the ground, sobbing, the shotgun lying beside him. One last thought lingers:

Maybe it should end here..

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