Savage Worlds: Necessary Evil Campaign (Inactive)

Game Master Poor Wandering GM

"Mmmf. Carl, you're near the office, yeah? Do you see anything around you that could shut off that stupid fire alarm? Currently we are in an alarm-averse situation and the fewer things making the LOUD NOISES the better."

contact Carl: 1d12 ⇒ 10

1d6 ⇒ 3

Imagine goes over to Mindjack's cell and tries to open it. It might be that the drone took it a bit literally and unlocked it, but the door still needs to be actually opened from the outside.

"Hey, lady, what are we doing?", Fiddler ask. I need to get to water soon., he thinks as he begins to feel the creep of dehydration.

Imagine (with Drone in tow?) opens the door indicated by the former drone. It reveals a windowless room crudely divided into three cells by chain-link fencing. The fencing is anchored to the floors, walls, and ceiling by metal brackets.

Several people are in each of the cells to your left and right. The cell ahead of you holds a single sleeping/unconscious/dead person. The folks in the cells were yelling but fall silent when you enter. All of the visible folks are wearing handcuffs. It is clear that some of them have been wearing them for some time. The individual in the center call is lying down facing away from you.

The cells have simple chain-link gates with scratched metal plates where a latch would be.

Carl will attempt to figure out how to turn off the alarm.

smarts and wild: 1d4 ⇒ 21d6 ⇒ 5

My assumption is that it is the key that needs to be turned. But, Carl seems to have figured it out anyway.

Carl Yes, the key deactivates the fire alarm. I am assuming you turn it.

All Silence returns to the school, well except for all the yelling.

Imagine turns visible as she enters the cells. Still hovering, she smiles to everyone in the room.

"Good afternoon, everyone. My name is Imagine and I'm the one getting all you good folks the hell out of here. I'll open those doors and remove your cuffs in a moment, but first I need to know something: Who is that in the middle cell and what happened to him?"

Sapele, if I have to ask this stupid drone one more frickin' thing I'm gonna throw up. Please get in here and rip the hell out of these chain link fences.

Imagine turns visible as she enters the cells. Still hovering, she smiles to everyone in the room.

[i]"Good afternoon, everyone. My name is Imagine and I'm the one getting all you good folks the hell out of here. I'll open those doors and remove your cuffs in a moment, but first I need to know something: Who is that in the middle cell and what happened to him?"

A young woman's voice cuts through the others rushing to answer.

"He called himself MindJack. Went down when the alarms went off. He's in bad shape but I think he's still alive."

She glances at the drone and continues. "Figured you'd be here for him, your Omega right? Destruction's crew? There are a half dozen of my crew scattered in the other rooms. Get us out and we'll make it worth your while."

George, let's get one thing straight. I AM NOT A PRISONER. Now that we've established that, how do I, the non-prisoner, open the handcuffs on the prisoners? Are there keys somewhere?

The drone's mind replies.

Valerie and the others in the cells step back as the Drones vibro-blade extends and locks into place.

Tossing aside what's left of the pruned drone, Sapele trundles into the area of the cells... and proceeds to start at one end tearing them asunder and apart. Unless directed to a specific cell that is.

Strength: 1d12 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7 or 1d6 ⇒ 2
Strength: 1d12 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16 or 1d6 ⇒ 3
Strength: 1d12 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 or 1d6 ⇒ 2
Strength: 1d12 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11 or 1d6 ⇒ 6+1d6 ⇒ 1
Strength: 1d12 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 or 1d6 ⇒ 6+1d6 ⇒ 3

Are you going to the room Imagine is in?

proceeds to start at one end tearing them asunder and apart. Unless directed to a specific cell that is.

Start at nearest and proceed linearly... though I'd imagine that Imagine might notice the first door come apart and instead focus his brutish behaviour more directly.

{Ok you are in the western hallway per an earlier post. That means the only chain-link you can see is in the room Imagine is in. Does this agree with your understanding?}

Yep - when it doubt treat Sapele like a toddler.
Imagine said tear apart the chain link - so he'd start with the first one he could see.

The man-mountain makes short work of the cages

"You have an interesting crew lady."

The pale woman wrinkles her nose.
"I don't think the big one is housebroken

Having trailed Imagine's drone into the holding area, he says, "Lady, you got us confused with those "heroes" that got whacked for people like you. We are here for Mindjack, not you dregs."

"Let's grab his ass and get the hell out here. I could give a sh@% about these people."

spirit and wild: 1d6 ⇒ 11d6 ⇒ 2

Since he can't go intangible, he'll just brandish the vibroknife and move down the hallway back to Imagine.

Imagine. Is there anything else you need down here? I want to get away from the Very Sorrys.

Sapele frowns at the pale woman before correcting her "No no, Sapele has broken houses before."

Imagine smiles honestly at Sapele's answer, enjoying his humor.

"Carl, apparently there are no keys to the handcuffs. I think we'd all much prefer it if you were the one to do the cutting of the things rather than the short-leashed kill-bot.

Come on, Sapele. Someone keeps asking for the time and it's starting to drive me insane. And then I'll drive him insane. Or all of us. Haven't decided yet."

"Murder is a bit below me, Lady. A fella like me has standards and whacking some brainboxed minion is not up to them. Got a reputation to maintain."

As soon as Mindjack's cage is opened, Fiddler grabs him by the collar scooping him into a fireman's carry and rolls out for the exit.

"Time to go. This fella has a date with that Destruction guy."

The Fiddler will be looking for the path of least resistance during this egress. [b] Notice[b/] if needed. 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 Wild 1d6 ⇒ 2

"But it's not murder! It's a robot! Ugh! Men.

Oh, sorry, um. I'm gonna walk the robot-man to you. You smashy. Make bang-bang on robot head. Him no good. Alien bad men--ah, never mind. Just kill the fragging trog so we can get out of here."

On my way.

Carl will run to get to the cell so he can unlock everybody.

running speed: 6 + 1d6 ⇒ 6 + (2) = 8

Give me land lot's of land open countryside above....

Assuming Sapele makes art from the cages.

Are you focusing on freeing folks?

Searching the rest of the site?

Leaving ?

Fiddler is moving out of the compound with the target as quickly as possible. He is also for leaving nullifiers on. Trust is not a villainous virtue. A major throw down is going to have alerted heavy reinforcements.

Never leave the way you came in being the virtue it is leads the Fiddler to choose the route out to the playground with hopes of going underground through a manhole as quickly as possible. Memories of a bad bank heist drive him away from main entrances. Authorities like 'em and so do snipers.

"Robots!?! You hear them things screamin' and see 'em bleeding when we were laying into them just now? Do what you want, but I'm out of here with this fruitcake. Them folks are on their own,hero", he says on the way out of the containment unit.

Prepping himself for a rough escape, the Fiddler rushes toward his exit claw ready set off a stunning blast.

"Hey! That was uncalled for. No need for nasty name-calling. Fine. Fiddler, just don't go too far after depositing him in the Courtyard. We need to think of the future.

CARL: LAST THING! You're the thief so I need you to keep me honest and remind all of us to loot the site, if we can. Sometimes I forget important stuff like that."

Imagine re-establishes the tele-link and goes invisible.

She flies along and follows Fiddler, telekinetically poking his buttocks at least once.

When they get outside, she flies up and looks around. Knowing that they're in 'special processing camp 25b. East point' is one thing. Actually seeing the neighborhood is something else. She expects to see a transport of some kind come and pick up Mindjack, but everything else is news to her.

...telekinetically squeezing his buttocks at least once.

Not that is matters but Tk can't squeeze. Force control can. It is really the major difference between them. Tk effects the entirety of an object or person. You could poke him in the butt with an object or tweak/squeeze using Fiddler's pants (for which he would get the usual resistance roll for a TK attack, and it is right at the fine manipulation of an object line) but a direct TK sqeeze is verboten

Fiddler, Carl and Imagine
It appears you three are together in MindJacks room at the appropriate time so you each get a say here.

Fiddler, You are carrying MindJack out into the former playground. Before or without cutting the cuffs off the other prisoners. Correct? No incorrect answer here, just getting the timing down.

Carl and Imagine, You are allowing The Fiddler to take MindJack, correct? Are either of you cutting cuffs?

Nooooooooo! Fine. You win this round old man. edited to poke. :p

I was under the impression that 1) We don't spend the time to take off Mindjack's cuffs. The video didn't mention that, and he's getting the the platinum-star treatment by Darth Descruction, so he can take the cuffs off himself. Fiddler's just dumping MJ for the evac, but if he wants to cut the cuffs off then, that's his decision.
2) Allowing? Meh, he's a big boy, and we got a lot of stuff going on. I doubt he'll murder MindJack, so him + MJ + going outside = contract fulfilled.

I'm just scouting real quick. I'll probably go back in and start searching the place for phat loots after a quick look. Unless I see 23 heavy transports flying in with High Threat Teams. Then there will be a different plan, probably involving messing my pants. ;)

1. Correct the video was silent on this issue.
2. That's one of the things I'm checking.
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RE: heavy transports. If there is a Man'o War overhead they could do an orbital drop. The drop pod hits the ground at about mach 2 and the k'tharen pile out right behind the shockwave. These were very effective during the invasion. NE really does give me some lovely toys.

To Imagine, before Fiddler takes MindJack.

"Not Destruction's crew? Trying to stay independent? I can respect that, good luck. I run with the Undergrounders. Get me out these bracelets and under the streets and I can find you a quiet spot or two."

No cutting for Mindjack. Don't want a guy like that thinking I am one of the aliens, lol.

"F' it. Cut her loose. Fighting chance and all." With that he rolls out.

No cutting for Mindjack. Don't want a guy like that thinking I am one of the aliens, lol.

"F' it. Cut her loose. Fighting chance and all." With that he rolls out.

You and your claw are right there.

Just saying. 3d6 vs 10......

"Fiddler could you PLEASE take half a second and cut MindJack's cuffs off? Seeing as how Dr. Destruction kindly let us go when we were facing a lifetime of confinement and torture, I think we owe it to him to at least give his bestest buddy a small comfort. Don't worry, if he tries anything I'll make him think he's an 8-year old girl for the rest of his life. I'll even braid his hair when they pick him up.
Also, my Psychic sense is telling me that SOMEONE thinks this is a good idea and it's in our best interest to comply. Jus' sayin'. ;)"

{Not sure who you are picking up. I certainly don't care.}

{My post was referring to Fiddler and Valerie where Fiddler said [b]"...cut HER loose..."}

{Just a note to you Imagine. TK d10/d6 vs 10 is doable if you can think of a way around the whole objects issue. I am not pushing towards a specific goal just reminding you that you can take action, should you desire.}

Snip1d6 + 2d6 ⇒ (4) + (2, 2) = 8+2AP

Snip1d6+2d6+2AP

I assume you are cutting someones cuffs? Who is the lucky fellow ?

Oh great new guys, they do seem reliable tough

Heaven directs towards the strangers while show them his cuffs

"Hello fellas, care to help me with these? They are very annoying"

Heaven tries to put his most charming smile.

"Also do any of you know the time by the way "

"I dont even know how I got here, i was just working and puff! I appeared here. Anyway if you help me I will make sure you will be rewarded I always pay my debts."

Heaven caughts a little trying to act cool with all the pain and the bruises.

"I apologize I may not have presented myself, my name is Heaven. I take you are individuals with extraordinary abilties. I myself am not that blessed, but you could say I am... what to say... well im someone who is usually prepared. "

Heaven trips and falls down, his senses a little numb from the pain.

"Ok ok I know this looks bad, I was certaintly not prepared for something like this I gottta admit. Care to give me a hand?"

Valerie

Raising his voice to reply verbally to the voice in his head "O.k. me smashy head" looking around to find the drone and summarily squishing it's head. He rolls his eyes and confides in Fiddler "Dunno what's up with that lass that keeps talking in my head... might be a couple cans short of a six-pack eh? Keeps talking to me like I'm some sort of idiot" in a completely non-ironic manner.

"What can you do? Women, hahaha....I'm getting the target out of here, big guy. Things are getting to hairy to stick around any longer."

Carl will attempt to unlock the nullifiers.

lockpicking and wild: 1d10 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 51d6 ⇒ 3

"Crud. I'll have to try again."

Gathering threads.

All the cell-rooms have been opened.
All the cage/cells destroyed.
Ms. Rameriez is free and is gathering her crew*
Last Drone is dead.**
All players but Heaven in room with snoozing MindJack.
Heaven is wearing a nullifier and is without gear.

Carl & The Fiddler: Your actions are in conflict.
Carl is apparently, as his player did not inform me of whose nullifer Carl is attempting to bypass, trying to open MindJack's cuffs. The Fiddler is trying to pick up MindJack.

Please resolve.

Sorry, since Mindjack is being carried away, and I could get to him later, I'm in the classroom. Still I failed.

Carl No problem.
So you allow The Fiddler to take MindJack? Assuming a yes here.

And you did not fail, the roll never happened. ;7)

So what do you do now?

Are you following Fiddler/MindJack? Using your lockpicking skills to free other folks? Searching the rest of the site?

{Right, moving things along}

Fiddler carries the unconscious MindJack into the landing field nee playground. The night is cool, heavily overcast and a light rain is falling.

There is a thirty foot high dark colored solid metal wall surrounding the former grade school. A residential home near that bordered the playground has been bisected by the wall and has suffered significant damage in the process. There are no gates. There are occasional cameras pointing both inside the compound and out.

One minute has gone since the fire alarm was shut off.

What do you want to do?

{Heaven might consider it a favor if someone would release him from the nullifier. No pressure, just a suggestion.}

Heaven Did you follow the large man who ripped open your cage into the playground, or are you still in the former classroom or are you doing something else?

Yeah

Heaven is following the giant who open his cage nagging him about opening his nullifier. (or any other of the newcomers if they are nearby)

"Heaya will it help if say I have money?"

Fiddler is now sure that there is little chance that he will find a manhole that has not been sealed and instead looks for a place to stay out of sight for a moment as he reassesses the situation.

Imagine is temporarily satisfied that an entire flight of Men-O-War(man-o-wars? Mans-o-war?) are not dropping 7 divisions of infantry on their heads. So that's good.

'Is that fence seriously going through that house? Huh. I kinda want to try and rob that house...but there are better things to rob right now.'

Carl, Fiddler, Sapele, I'm going to start a search. Feel free to join me once everyone who wants to be free is. As much as I don't really mind working naked, I find that life goes easier with a pocket full of stolen V'Sorri technology."

Imagen glides back inside and turns visible. She starts with the desk in the Cafeteria.