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tramitem_log2020-09-23 10:33 am
tramitem) wrote in tramitem_log2020-09-23 10:33 am
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Who: You and all your friends
What: Catch-All log post for the plot
When: For anything involving the Invasion between 9/22 - 9/30
Where: All around NYC
Rating/Warnings: Please put appropriate warnings in the subject line of your threads where needed
Notes: If you want your character to ask for Bureau help, the Bureau will help. However, players will need to handwave that interaction because the Mods don't have time to play out all of that.
The droids are everywhere! There are strange patches of alien worlds - also full of droids! Good luck, fair Different.
What: Catch-All log post for the plot
When: For anything involving the Invasion between 9/22 - 9/30
Where: All around NYC
Rating/Warnings: Please put appropriate warnings in the subject line of your threads where needed
Notes: If you want your character to ask for Bureau help, the Bureau will help. However, players will need to handwave that interaction because the Mods don't have time to play out all of that.
The droids are everywhere! There are strange patches of alien worlds - also full of droids! Good luck, fair Different.
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In any case, it was time. York yowled like a cat, dipping his head low behind the dumpster so it really seemed to be coming from the right place.
The droids didn't react. Maybe they were too far away, or he was too quiet? He tried again, a bit louder.
This time it worked. Two of the soldiers looked at each other, nodded, and then a small company of five entered the alley to investigate.
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Yotsuyu didn't want to kneel--mostly because of the state of the alleyway--but she crouched as low as she could and leaned against the dumpster to give herself the straightest shot she could. She was aiming up.
"Wait for it--I won't have to reload immediately, but if they do not all go down..." It was clear he might have to clean up any remaining mess.
Nor did Yotsuyu have a silenced pistol, so the cracks of pistol shot were rather evident. Still, were any of the droids downed, she'd run out to grab one of their laser weapons. Waste not, want not!
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"Oh, shit," York mutters, standing up and preparing to use the signboard as a battering ram. The droids just keep coming closer, despite the pinging sound of Yosutu's bullets hitting them.
"All right," he says, setting his feet in a take-off stance. "All right."
He's obviously trying to avoid chickening out.
As the droids reach the side of the dumpster, York rushes forward with the signboard pointing out.
"Oh, shiii—"