COMPLETED: Revenge is a dish best served with bullets!

[GM Nick]

Max jumps back re-actively as someone raps their knuckles on the door.

"Time's up, cowboy. Come on out."

[Elliott]

Tyros opens the door a crack, just enough to see the target on the outside and pointing one finger at him (centering) snatches his mind away (control thoughts, f4).

[GM Nick]

Control Thoughts (f4)

[Spellcasting (6) + MAG (6) + Power Focus (2) = 6]
3 5 5 5 2 4 1 4 4 5 1 2 5 5

Tyros feels a swimming sensation as his mind takes over the troll guard's.

Resist Drain (4)

[WIL (4) + LOG (6) + Centering (4) + Focused Concentration (2) = 9]
4 5 2 3 5 1 6 4 5 5 6 2 6 6 5 1

[Elliott]

Tyros let's the troll guard in and orders him to give Max his shotgun.

"Not as good as Marlow, but hopefully it will do the trick. How do you want to play this? We can try to employ some subtly and use this puppet to distract some guards while we take them apart piecemeal, or we can deploy the drones and burn this place to the ground."

[GM Nick]

The guard shambles in, his eyes lacking any emotion. Wordlessly, he hands Max a Defiance T-250 shotgun and a handful of shells.

[Stephen]

< Hey, Sinjin. Wanna set up a little Easter egg hunt? Should be a blast for these guys. Pun intended. You got any explosives? Give me a sec before you go playing Mr. Sandman on that poor bastard. I'm gonna prep the bait. >

Stat1C5hade streaks across matrix space, maintaining his subscription to the first ganger's PAN node. He approaches the PAN of Sinjin's oblivious target, hacks his way in, and sets up a second subscription.

[GM Nick]

Hack on the Fly Test (3) (Val)

[Hacking (5) + Exploit (4) + Hot Sim (2) + Codeslinger (2) = 8]
5 5 4 6 2 5 6 5 1 2 5 6 3

Val captures the node of the ganger next to Sinjin.

[GM Nick]

Resist Spell (Control Thoughts)

[WIL (3) = 2]
6 1 5

(( 2 hits remaining.))

Tyros can feel the troll guard beginning to tug against his influence.

[Stephen]

< Alright, Sinjin. I'm all prepped. Be a chum and give that guy a glass of warm milk, would ya? >

[Drew Buddy]

Doc listens in on the comm chatter, and starts to prepare for the oncoming shitstorm. He pre-programs targeting information into the Lynx's computer, instructing it to freely target any non-friendly male with a gun, when it releases. This might turn into a jailbreak, no sense in gunning the girls down if they bolt, he thinks.

< Max, we're getting ready to go hot out here. What's your status? >

[Elliott]

Tyros frowns at the troll that is struggling against his mental control. "Look, it will go better for you if you stop resisting..." Tyros draws his claymore in case execution is necessary.

(Delay action to execute the troll if he struggles free before we put him to use)

[Conway]

Sinjin's eyes narrow as the heavy troll guard pauses to light up a cigarette. His gritted teeth are exposed as his features slowly transition into a grin, then contort malevolently as an idea takes hold of him. Leaping from the brush like a predator onto unwary prey, Sinjin aims a hardened elbow at the base of the troll's skull.

(( Stun damage...NO Killing Hands....might have a biomonitor!))

[GM Nick]

(( Assuming critical strike. ))

Melee Combat (Sinjin)

[Savate (8) + AGI (5) = 3]
4 2 2 3 4 3 2 1 5 1 3 6 6
[Unarmed Combat (4) + AGI (4) + Attacker Unseen (-6) = 0]
1 1 **Critical Glitch!**

Sinjin's elbow strikes true. The troll reels from the blow and loses his balance, slamming his head into the corner of a solar panel and rendering him unconscious.

[Stephen]

< Beautiful. I can confirm four gangers outside, six inside based on PAN node scans. Max, Tyros. Let us know when you're ready to make some noise. I'll try to draw as many of these drekholes to Sinjin's little honeypot as I can, then we can send 'em into orbit and clean up the rest with more conventional means. Awaiting your go... Sinjin, let us know when you're prepped and clear. >

[John]

Max takes the shotgun from the troll, checks to make sure that it's loaded, and stuffs the spare shells in the pockets of his very sharp looking business clothing. Slinging the shotgun over his back, the elf's face goes momentarily blank. The color drains from his already gaunt pallor and emotion drains from his gaze as he stares up at the troll.

Suddenly, Max's face contorts again into a maelstrom of rage and pain. His hands shoot up over his head and reach for the sex slaver's face and his mouth is twisted into an hateful grimace. Max jabs both of his thumbs into the troll's eyesockets. There is a sickening crunch as the digits find true and dive two and a half inches into the metahuman's massive head.

The elf doesn't realize it, but he's screaming.

[GM Nick]

The troll drops, blood spurting from his eyes on to Max's clothes.

The sound of heavy footsteps fast approaching can be heard coming down the hallway towards the room Max and Tyros (and the girls) are in.

[John]

Max cracks his neck and waits behind cover. Max is too blinded by rage to comm the team and let them know the situation.

[Conway]

Working quickly, Sinjin unpacks a block of commercial explosives and lays them carefully beside the fallen guard. After a moment, he adds a second stack of charges and wires them in succession. He attaches a radio detonator and prepares a pressure trigger from his kit. This thing will blow one way or another. Flipping the guard onto his stomach, he arranges the body to lay prone across the bomb, utilizing the man's jacket to hide the shape and form of the explosives beneath. Lastly, he slips the pressure trigger into the hollow between the man's humerus and ribcage. With breath held, he arms the trap and backs away into the shadows.

<Alright Val, game on.>

[Elliott]

Tyros watches as Max kills the pimp with his bare hands in a bit of shock. The ferocity as sheer savagery of the attack forces even the jaded Mage to take a step back. Shaking his invisible head Tyros slips out of the door, leaving it mosly closed and positions himself to the side of the hallway, out of the line of fire, but ready to pounce from behind on any slavers trying to get into the room.

<"I think this show is getting started boys. If you have any surprises, best do them now because the shit is about to hit the fan.">

[Stephen]

Stat1C5hade quickly fires up his Spoof program and sets it to work. He spoofs a commcall to all ganger PAN nodes, which appears to them to originate from Sinjin's unconscious target.

< Hey. You guys might want to come check this out. There's this -- OH DREK! I NEED BACKUP NOW! GET OVER HERE NOW DAM-- > Stat1C5hade adds some concluding static for dramatic effect as his faceless avatar flashes the digital equivalent of a grin.

< Stand by, Sinjin. You should have a few flies en route. >

[GM Nick]

A pair of troll guards quickly approaches their downed comrade. One of them stoops and tries to turn the limp body over.

"Hey man, are you--"

Damage Resistance (T#1)

[BOD (11) + Armor (3) = 4]
1 2 4 5 3 5 3 4 3 3 4 5 5 2

(( 11P DAMAGE! ))


A sizable explosion hurls the troll back several meters, seriously injuring him.

Damage Resistance (T#2)

[BOD (11) + Armor (3) = 5]
3 6 5 2 4 4 3 6 3 3 1 6 5 2

(( 6P DAMAGE! ))

The other troll is knocked off his feet by the blast, sustaining major injury.

[John]

(( We'd better watch it, guys-- we're getting frighteningly effective. Sure, the plans are going off without a hitch, but where's the sense of urgency? The scrambling to recover? Where's the heart?? ))

[GM Nick]

[ Max = 51 ]
[ Troll 5 (Inside) = 38 ]
[ Troll 2 (Inside) = DECEASED ]
[ Sinjin = 35 ]
[ Troll 6 (Inside) = 34 ]
[ Tyros = 34 ]
[ Troll 4 (Outside) = 32 ]
[ Troll 3 (Outside) = 32 ]
[ Troll 4 (Inside) = 31 ]
[ Troll 3 (Inside) = 30 ]
[ Troll 2 (Outside) = DECEASED ]
[ Val = 25 ]
[ Doc = 22 ]
[ Troll 1 (Outside) = 21 ]

(( Go time! ))

[GM Nick]

(( No worries, John. Things will start getting "real" in the next run. ))

[John]

Using the stolen shotgun, Max fires on the first troll he sees burst through the door into the room. He's high on hatred and adrenaline. Max moves as a finely tuned instrument of destruction.

[Stephen]

(( Alrighty. I'll just go back to watching the Max show. ))

[GM Nick]

Ranged Combat (Max)

[Shotguns (8) + AGI (10) + Smartlink (2) = 7]
3 6 1 3 4 6 5 6 5 3 5 1 3 2 5 1 1 2 2 1

Damage Resistance (T2I)

[BOD (11) + Armor (4) = 4]
3 3 4 4 4 1 3 1 5 6 1 6 5 3 3

(( 11P DAMAGE! ))

The first shotgun blast open up a massive hole in the troll's stomach.

Ranged Combat (Max)

[Shotguns (8) + AgI (10) + Smartlink (2) = 8]
2 5 5 6 5 1 1 2 6 6 5 2 1 3 3 2 5 3 3 4

Damage Resistance (T2I)

[BOD (11) + Armor (4) + Wound Modifier (-3) = 3]
1 6 6 3 2 1 3 6 4 1 2 4

(( 11P DAMAGE! ))


Max roots his feet in place and fires again, splattering gray matter against the rear wall.

[GM Nick]

One of the guards rushes past his fallen comrade, swinging his arms in a wild haymaker in an attempt to disarm the elf.

Melee Combat (T5I)

[Unarmed Combat (4) + AGI (4) + Called Shot (-2) = 2]
3 6 2 6 4 2
[Unarmed Combat (3) + AGI (10) = 4]
1 2 4 1 1 1 5 2 3 6 6 5 1

Max steps nimbly aside and ducks the advance.

[John]

As the battle progresses, Max unleashes a dizzying vomit of obscenities that hardly register as language to all those who can hear. Wherever this fight is taking place, Max is miles away-- firing true and deftly weaving through the haze of combat.

[Conway]

Cackling maniacally, Sinjin breaks cover to attack Troll #2. Smoke rises from the blast zone. Steaming piles of sod and burning foliage fall around him. And Sinjin is smiling.

(( back to Killing Hands + Crit Strike...Initiative: T6i ))

[GM Nick]

Sinjin

[Martial Arts (8) + AgI (5) = 3]
1 5 2 4 1 3 1 4 6 6 3 3 2
[Unarmed Combat (3) + AgI (4) + Wound Modifier (-2) = 1]
1 5 1 2 2

Sinjin swings a lightning-fast chop to the troll's neck.

Damage Resistance (T2O)

[BOD (11) + Armor (4) = 4]
4 5 3 1 4 6 1 6 2 1 4 3 1 5 1

(( 7P DAMAGE! ))

The blow connects and crushes the troll's large wind-pipe.

[Elliott]

((Nick, can you let us know who is next after you resolve an action? I'm confused as to which slavers are dead or have acted...i'm an idiot and I just don't want to miss my turn.))

[John]

(( You're up after the next troll has acted, Elliott. ))

[GM Nick]

The next troll to come crashing through the doorway aims a savage kick at Max.

Melee Combat (T6I)

[Unarmed Combat (3) + AgI (4) = 2]
4 5 1 5 1 2 2
[Unarmed Combat (3) + AgI (10) = 6]
6 6 3 5 5 5 4 4 4 2 1 3 6

Max weaves so that the kick hits nothing but empty air.

(( Tyros is up. ))

[Elliott]

Tyros moves in behind the two trolls wailing away at Max, and with a viscious downswing, brings his claymore into one of their necks.