Hungry Guys (IC) Options

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{Saturday, Sept. 21, 2072/3:14 AM} Quick Willie
Redmond, abandoned warehouse Map

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The sound was loud. That's about the only good thing that could be said for Fizrip's Flunkies. Well, that and the cheap beer, though by the end of the night it was mostly water with a bit of beer flavor to it. As you're heading out from the mosh pit towards the gaping door that marks the abandoned warehouse's exit, someone big slams into you from behind sending you sprawling face first into the concrete. Rolling over and looking, you see a large, blue ork...thing looking down at you sheepishly and holding a hand out to you to help you up.

{Saturday, Sept. 21, 2072/3:14 AM} Rakki
Redmond, abandoned warehouse Map

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A step down from the usual shows you take in, this Fizrip guy seems like he might be able to hit it big if he got a decent sound guy. As is, they'll be playing for snacks and beer for the rest of their lives. The mosh pit was fun though, at least up until the point a particularly brawny troll caroms into you, sending you flying out of the pit into an ork who's making his way towards the exit. You crash into him, sending him into the concrete. You manage to turn your landing into a forward roll, and spring to your feet before going and offering your hand to help up the ork you knocked down.

{Saturday, Sept. 21, 2072/3:14 AM} Knuckles
Redmond, abandoned warehouse Map

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The man who invented sound dampers is a saint. The screeching noise that the people who paid to get in to listen to would have been maddening without those. The crowd hasn't been any more rowdy than usual, the mosh pit takes care of most of the people that want to fight. The few that have spilled out of the pit have been handled pretty easy by yourself and the couple of fellow soldiers that your boss has provided for security tonight. The night's winding down, folks are starting to leave, and what looks like it might be a humdinger of a fight is developing in front of you as a blue thing goes flying into a young, hotheaded looking ork. The blue one gets to his feet first and reaches down to help the other guy up, but just in case you wave a hand at one of your crew and get ready to intervene.

{Saturday, Sept. 21, 2072/3:14 AM} MM
Redmond, abandoned warehouse Map

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The rest of the chop shop crew, at least the older Bert ork brother, promised that there'd be a few good looking girls and cheap beer at this show. Unfortunately, he failed to mention that they'd only be good looking with a combination of strong prescription beer goggles than the swill they were serving was capable providing, and you had to be a tusker lover to get past the fact that the few females there were very much in touch with their Robustus side. You wish the rest of the boys a good night as you mount up on your bike and are ready to kick it into gear when you see what looks like a panicked, stuff animal riding a Scoot whiz by the front of the warehouse. Its quickly followed by the roar of ten real motorcycles and gunshots as ten humans, Humanis members by the look of their jackets, go whizzing by. The scoot makes a few erratic maneuvers, and then manages to pull a 180 and zip between the larger bikes and head directly towards the warehouse door.

{Saturday, Sept. 21, 2072/3:14 AM} Mr. Stumbles Bumbles
Redmond, abandoned warehouse Map

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It had been a long night. That spoiled brat had put you through your paces, culminating in singed fur and a sore nose since he threw a ball at your face mid spell. A late dinner of leftovers with your boss resulted in a few too many hours spent in her penthouse before you started home. A few wrong turns on your Scoot later, and a group of Humanis goons spotted you as you turned a corner. When they caught sight of your fur, they poured on the speed and started shooting at you. A few lucky turns and backtracks through Redmond, and you'd thought you lost them. As you round a corner to get back to a part of Redmond that you know, there they are again. The chase begins again, and you go speeding by what looks like a concert just letting out in an old warehouse. Praying, you spin your bike around and head back towards the concert through the group of bikers. Zooming toward the open gate, you power towards what looks like mostly a crowd of orks and trolls.

{Saturday, Sept. 21, 2072/3:14 AM} Joku
Redmond, abandoned warehouse Map

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If there is hell, this is probably close to it. Smelly, sweaty goblin rock fans of all metatypes have been proceeding inside the entire night, and you drew the lucky straw and got to frisk every single one of them. You get the feeling that Master Shakes specifically recommended to the Mafia guys providing security that you get door duty. About ninety-five percent of them have tried to hit on you in one way or another, but you've managed scare most of them with such witty comebacks as a 1000 yard stare into their eyes. The show's pretty much all over except for the cleanup, but there's still a few stragglers coming through the gates for one reason or another. Suddenly, you see what looks like a panicked, stuff animal riding a Scoot whiz by the front of the warehouse. Its quickly followed by the roar of ten real motorcycles and gunshots as ten humans, Humanis members by the look of their jackets, go whizzing by. The scoot makes a few erratic maneuvers, and then manages to pull a 180 and zip between the larger bikes and head directly towards the warehouse door.