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Dec 4 2003, 04:29 AM
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Running Target ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,359 Joined: 25-June 02 From: Vancouver, B.C., Canada (go Canucks!) Member No.: 2,904 |
Mickey takes the deck, giving it a thorough inspection. "Drek! Renraku trashed the softwear before this thing was liberated!" He unplugged the connection and went for his spray cans. On the bottom of the deck he carefully applied the anti-renraku symbol on it, marking his property! "Chips will have to wait until Teng is dealt with. Time to pay a visit to Tony." He was referring to a guy he squatted with before joining the edgers. Everyone wrote him off as a piece of crap, but he had eyes and ears just like the rest, He went out and bought a few sandwiches and a sport bottle of NERPS sports drink. Then he headed over to the park Tony hung out in during the day.
Hello, Tony," he said in a less distant sounding voice than usual. He approached with the bag of sandwiches and held out the bottle of NERPS. "How goes the life of the free?" He plunked down next to Tony on the bench, ignoring the smell and offered him a sandwich. He made a little small talk, then got down to business. "Tony, I know you see everything around here. This is your domain! I was wondering uif you've seen a chromed up fragger who goes by the name of Teng pimping out whores in the erea. He's pretty easy to notice. Big limo, flamboyant clothes and so called "Iron fist." I'm looking for him...business." He unwrapped a sandwich for himself and started to munch it down...the archtypical "sharing of a meal," that prominently and shamelessly displayed his aquaintance. When one was a bum, the little things that showed acceptance were important. He could have just asked the girls where Teng hung around, but he wanted more...they might be holding out information on him to test him...or they could be Renraku plants, setting him up! Well, if so, he'd have a little .45 caliber surprise for them all! "Anything you could tell me about him would be helpfull, especially his chrome...what's real and what's for show." |
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Dec 4 2003, 10:11 PM
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Running Target ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,311 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Calgary, Alberta Member No.: 2,062 |
Tony sits and munches on his sandwich for a while, trying to remember everything he could about Teng. "I dunno, man. I mean, I've seen him roll up to some of his girls in a pretty nice car, and either collect his money, collect his girls, or smack the drek outta somebody, but I've never talked to 'im. Really, I hacn't seen much of him at all. This ain't his neighbourhood, and he only spends the time he strictly has to here, so there's not alot of info, you know?" After a little bit more munching on his sandwich, Tony leans in. "Hey, man, could I ask a favor? I got a buddy of mine, Seahawk. All of his friends have been dissapearing in the last couple of days. He thinks he might be next. I was hopin' maybe you could look into it, or maybe give him someplace else to sleep, where he'll be less afraid, you know?" |
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Dec 4 2003, 10:23 PM
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Chrome to the Core ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 3,152 Joined: 14-October 03 From: ::1 Member No.: 5,715 |
Kake begins his trek with Blitz and Painkiller, heading right first to start on the businesses around the newly-acquired turf. He enters the first business he sees on the right-hand side of the street.
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Dec 5 2003, 02:07 AM
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#154
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Running Target ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,359 Joined: 25-June 02 From: Vancouver, B.C., Canada (go Canucks!) Member No.: 2,904 |
Mickey listens as Tony asks his favour. Seahawk...must be a football fan. " Some Raiders are blitzing his friends, hmmm? Well, tell me a bit more about Seahawk and his missing friends. I've a lot on my plate right now, but pass me your information about him and his friends' downward spiral, after I recieve the information we'll see if I can convert his problem into an advantage." He grins a little, tight lipped grin at his own puns...he just couldn't resist!
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Dec 5 2003, 02:57 AM
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Running Target ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,311 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Calgary, Alberta Member No.: 2,062 |
See's grocery is a small store with not as much lighting as it should have and a fine layer of dust covering the merchandise, most of which is several monthes old. There is an old man thumbing through the magazines on the rack, and a bored looking asian man sitting behind the counter, writing something down on his clip-board.
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Dec 5 2003, 05:31 AM
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#156
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Neophyte Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,458 Joined: 22-March 03 From: I am a figment of my own imagination. Member No.: 4,302 |
Blitz takes the lead on entering into the grocery. He pushes open the door, and walks on in. He's maskless right now, no bloodshed anticipated. Maybe a bit of roughing up to do, but no bloodshed. He immediatly heads around towards the back, actually looking like he cares to buy something.
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Dec 5 2003, 03:25 PM
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Shooting Target ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Validating Posts: 1,618 Joined: 29-January 03 From: Montevideo, Uruguay. Member No.: 3,992 |
Painkiller goes in right after Blitz, but stays in the shop's front, vigilant. One of those tabloid screamsheets momentarily distracts him.
Jetblack? Alive? Frag, I should really visit Rosswell one of these days. Oh well... He scans through the magazines, while checking for any sign of trouble. |
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Dec 5 2003, 06:50 PM
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Why oh why didn't I take the blue pill. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 6,545 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Gloomy Boise Idaho Member No.: 2,006 |
Ghost enters the kitchen and checks with the older elf and the girl. "How's she doing mother?"
He nods at her response, "ok I want to keep her away from the guys, I don't want anyone thinking she's the gang whore or anything. She can stay in my room, I wont be using it much." Ghost heads out back and stand near the pyre. What once burned bright and beautiful was now reduced to a pile of dark, cold ashes. He kneeled down and plunged his hand into the charcoal, grasping a handful of it he let it fall out into the wind. "Like so many ashes omae, like so many ashes." Ok, time to get it in gear and make my presence known. |
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Dec 5 2003, 09:40 PM
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Chrome to the Core ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 3,152 Joined: 14-October 03 From: ::1 Member No.: 5,715 |
Kake entered last. He headed straight for the counter and pulled out his credstick.
"I need some smokes, chummer. Watcha got?" |
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Dec 5 2003, 11:21 PM
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Running Target ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,311 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Calgary, Alberta Member No.: 2,062 |
"We got Llama Lights, Nails, Krag Extra Harsh, Harley Exhaust Pipe, and Hellbender Sludgepit Filterless." |
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Dec 6 2003, 01:04 AM
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Neophyte Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,156 Joined: 15-March 03 From: Fresno, CalFree Member No.: 4,252 |
Nick wakes up a bit later than he intended, and rubs some sleep out of his eyes. Then he lets out a loud groan and rolls out of bed. His muscles were still sore from the fight. He stands up and staggers into the bathroom, turning on the hot water, and taking a quick shower.
Nick gets out of the shower, now fully awake, and quickly dresses, deciding to wear his leather pants, and a t-shirt with safety pins in it, and then puts his Ares Predator in a hip holster on, and puts his armored jacket over it, then finally pulls on his boots, and hops quickly up the steps. He walks into the kitchen, helps himself to some food out of the fridge, not really looking to see who its labeled for, then asks, "Oi, where's Mickey? We got some stuff to do today." |
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Dec 6 2003, 01:29 AM
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Running Target ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,359 Joined: 25-June 02 From: Vancouver, B.C., Canada (go Canucks!) Member No.: 2,904 |
Mickey finishes up with Tony, then heads back to the doss. He opened the door quietly, so he wouldn't wake anyone, then saw Nick was up and that silence was pointless and he let the door close hard. "Hello, Nick. Let me go wash up a little, then we can take care of biz. We need to talk to the ladies about Teng."
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Dec 6 2003, 01:33 AM
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Chrome to the Core ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 3,152 Joined: 14-October 03 From: ::1 Member No.: 5,715 |
"Pfah. Dem ain't real smokes... Fine, mebbe we should just move on to bus-ee-ness, neh?"
Kake snaps his fingers, signaling Blitz and Painkiller. "We gots a prop-o-sishion for yas." |
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Dec 6 2003, 01:36 AM
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Neophyte Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,458 Joined: 22-March 03 From: I am a figment of my own imagination. Member No.: 4,302 |
Blitz turns, and looks to the counter, keeping both men in his field of vision, he just leans right on the shelf in front of him, regarding the pair with narrowed eyes. The display actually tilts towards them, a little sign of what might be to come.
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Dec 6 2003, 01:46 AM
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Neophyte Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,156 Joined: 15-March 03 From: Fresno, CalFree Member No.: 4,252 |
"Excellent", Nick says, finishing what he was eating, then discarding the container.
"We'll take my bike.", he adds in, going downstairs to get his helmet, then going back up to wait in the garage. |
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Dec 6 2003, 01:58 AM
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Running Target ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,311 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Calgary, Alberta Member No.: 2,062 |
The cashier blinks for a second or two, stunned. "Look, I don't want no trouble, mister. Maybe we can just come to some kinda terms. Free merchandise and whatnot. I don't wanna be a hero and die or nothin', but I gotta feed my family outta what's in this register." |
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Dec 6 2003, 02:01 AM
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Chrome to the Core ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 3,152 Joined: 14-October 03 From: ::1 Member No.: 5,715 |
"We gots no problem wit' dat. We just want ta let ya know who da new boss 'round 'ere is. 'Is name's Ghost, and 'e's the new front Troll of us Bleeding Edgers."
He points to the cloth around his arm. "Ya see? Be good ta us, and we be good ta yas and yer family, so ka?" He nods once to make sure he understands. "Now, which side ya take? Da old Loser's side dat's no longer wit' us, or da Edgers?" |
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Dec 7 2003, 09:14 AM
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Neophyte Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,156 Joined: 15-March 03 From: Fresno, CalFree Member No.: 4,252 |
Once Mickey arrives in the garage, Nick gets on his bike, and waits for Mickey to get in the bitch seat. Once properly seated, he instructs "Hold on", then drives off to meet the hookers at full speed, popping a wheelie through a major intersection for showman's sake.
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Dec 7 2003, 08:59 PM
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Running Target ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,359 Joined: 25-June 02 From: Vancouver, B.C., Canada (go Canucks!) Member No.: 2,904 |
Mickey is quiet while on the bike. He hates not being the one in control of it...depending entirely on Nicks prowess and the other drivers on the road. He cringes when Nick pops a wheelie...he'd get him for that! He just holds on tight until they get there, hopping off real quick once they arrive.
"Remind me to learn to ride one of these things!" |
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Dec 7 2003, 09:42 PM
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Neophyte Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,156 Joined: 15-March 03 From: Fresno, CalFree Member No.: 4,252 |
"Yeah. Theres four bikes in the garage. I could let you use that Scorpion I stole.", Nick says, setting up the kickstand, and hanging his helmet from the handlebar. Then he turns and enters the abandoned diner.
"Tell us all you can about Teng.", Nick asks the nearest one. |
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Dec 7 2003, 11:30 PM
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Running Target ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,359 Joined: 25-June 02 From: Vancouver, B.C., Canada (go Canucks!) Member No.: 2,904 |
He steps into the diner and shakes his head. "I believe what Nick meant to say was, "Hello ladies, how are you?" Then he would ask about Teng." He smiles and tries to soothe over Nick's rough edges, wondering if the guy had ever learned a polite idea ever. He moves over against a wall, leaning on it. "He means well...after all he's very protective. Teng offends him, you see, and he wants to know just what we'll be dealing with."
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Dec 8 2003, 01:41 AM
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Running Target ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,311 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Calgary, Alberta Member No.: 2,062 |
The cashier stands silent for a minute, obviously figuring in his head what will and won't get him geeked. "I'm for whoever's the biggest bunch of guys on campus, and I'm perfectly willing to be nice to those that are nice to me, but if you guys want money, well, you're not likely to get it. I havn't even bought new clothes for my daughter in four years. I would pay tribute, but there's nothing to pay with. Feel free to have some free smokes and soda, and maybe duck in here hiding from the cops, but there just isn't any to give." |
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Dec 8 2003, 01:44 AM
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Chrome to the Core ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Dumpshocked Posts: 3,152 Joined: 14-October 03 From: ::1 Member No.: 5,715 |
"So ka, chummer, so ka. We take care of yous, yous take care of us. Free drek is good, just as long as you do what Ghost tells ya, arright?"
Kake turns around and looks at Blitz and Painkiller. "You guys ready for da next one?" |
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Dec 8 2003, 01:48 AM
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Running Target ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 1,311 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Calgary, Alberta Member No.: 2,062 |
The diner's mostly empty this time of day, but there are three or four girls around. They look up from their breakfasts (someone's got the kitchem going) for only a second, and they look back down. Yellow stands up, puts a smoke in her mouth, pulls out a lighter, lights it, and looks at Nick and Mickey. "Not much to tell. He's a pimp. Seen him beat some of his girls, but he's only about as mean as the rest of them. He's got a thing for expensive clothes and chrome, though. He figures he's one of the original gangters, but he's just imitating. That's really all I know." "By the way, I heard about Jones. Good job on that, I know her girls will appreciate it, but did you have to cack her friend? He's never been nothing but nice to anybody. He was a pretty good customer, too. They didn't peel him up off the concrete for six hours, and he was just barely breathing then. I don't even think he made it to the hospital." |
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Dec 8 2003, 04:24 AM
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Neophyte Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,458 Joined: 22-March 03 From: I am a figment of my own imagination. Member No.: 4,302 |
Blitz grunts when he hears the guy's story, and nods. Looking to Kake and Painkiller, he waves for the door.
`You guys go 'head, I'll be right out.` When they do head out, he'll head around the counter, and walk over to the counter. May seem like he plans on leaning on the guy, or maybe he needs to go to the can, but he opens up his jacket and fishes out a wad of plasti-weave bills, not even bothering to count 'em. His last 50 :nuyen: . `Saves it for her birthday if you like, but get her something nice,` He doesn't like when kids have to do without because the world's a drekpile. 'specially not young girls. He places the bills on the counter, and just walks out, not waiting for the guy to say anything. When he does emerge from the store, he looks to the guys, and grins a toothy grin. `How 'bout we hit Skag's next? I ain't been there in a while.` |
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