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[doomedtheworld]

Who: Vanessa and Anybody who replied here who is still interested.
Where: The homes of Juno Young and Steven Reagan.
When: In the late hours of September 22nd
What: Vanessa has discovered the addresses of the Thunder Corp. executives mentioned in Tamara's intercepted emails. She's going in.


I guess everybody saw those lights last night so there's no point in asking about that.

More importantly I found out where those executives from that email exchange live (thanks for the help, you know who you are) and I'm heading there tonight to see if they bring any of their work home with them. I dont know what there is to find but it's probably easier to get into their houses than it is to get into their offices. I could use a hand if anybody wants to help out even if it's just somebody who can keep an eye out for the cops. Bring a mask and gloves if you decide to come along.

Otherwise I'll let you all know how it went tomorrow.

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[doomedtheworld]

[Want to talk about the lights, ask what she got etc...? Ask away here.]

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[amberhearted]

[ wh- tonight?!

give a guy a little more preparation, vanessa! jeez! ]

I'll help you. Time and address?

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[doomedtheworld]

[This is how she rolls, man. Besides, what preparation? Cover your face and fingerprints and you're done.

Still, she's glad to see his answer.]

1 AM.

[And she'll send along a meeting place. Not the house itself because that would be ridiculous.]

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[gogoghostpowers]

I can try and help out.

Are we meeting up somewhere first before doing this?

[text]

[doomedtheworld]

[She'll send over the time and meeting place she gave to Alex.]

You're the guy who said something about going through stuff right?

[handwritten]

[detectivetroll]

Are you actually advertising your plans for breaking and entering?

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[doomedtheworld]

[Crap. Well, she knew there were cops on here.]

I'm not talking about stealing their TV. I'm talking about trying to find something that might save all of our lives.

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[reapsthewind]

know what's cool 'bout robot hands

no fingerprints

and robot eyes

no retinas

do you need me to bring anything else along? cool gadgets?

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[doomedtheworld]

Very nice.

Have anything that can shut down a home security system?

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[argents]

[ GOD WHO BREAKS AND ENTERS ON A SUNDAY NIGHT THIS IS DUMB — ]

I'm still going with you.

[ — he said completely unironically. ]

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[doomedtheworld]

[Don't you question her planning, Banagher!]

I thought you might.

[text]

[caosgo]

Please be careful.

[text]

[doomedtheworld]

Don't worry. I know what I'm doing here.

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[ursoreckless]

do you need a driver?

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[doomedtheworld]

[Er... how to put this....]

Do you have a car that isn't too flashy?

[15minuteslate]

you're breaking into thundercorp employees houses

holy shit robin hood, you sure that's a good idea? what if you're caught?

[doomedtheworld]

You're the one who said we don't have time to mess around anymore. I'll just have to not get caught that's all.

Preparation/Meet Up

[doomedtheworld]

[Vanessa's sitting out on a bench where the group heading into the enemy's houses was meant to meet, bringing along a backpack with some equipment, as well as gloves and a a basic ski mask.

No backing out now.]

[amberhearted]

[ so Alex doesn't own a ski mask and he doesn't think it's a good idea to use his Viking beard hat again so soon, since it would be an easy link to the water reservoir if they're caught, either in person or on footage.

and Vanessa didn't really give them a lot of time to prepare, so...

his 'ski mask' is a cut off portion of a certain werebrarian's black stockings...........

(no one has to know.)

he approaches the bench on foot, a paper bag in his hand. in addition to the stockings, there's a dark blue turtleneck in there because Alex doesn't really have any black tops, and some nitrile gloves, though all size large because, well, that's his size. ]

I feel like a drug dealer...

[doomedtheworld]

[It's a good thing he didn't because showing up in a Viking costume is a fast way to get fired forever from Vanessa's criminal organization.

She looks up at his approach, grinning a little bit.]

Don't worry. I don't think you could pull off the drug dealer look.

[gogoghostpowers]

[Danny also lacks a ski mask. Instead, he comes in a godawful beanie that looks like a football crossed with a pumpkin, with his hair neatly tucked away inside of it. He's also wearing a black hoodie, with the hood up to hide the conspicuously stupid hat, and a pair of large, dark sunglasses. Sticking out of his jeans pocket is a pair of winter gloves.

He approaches the bench looking kind of uneasy and nervous. He's never broken into a house before, so he doesn't know what to expect.]

U-uh. Hi. Are we--y'know, ready?

[His voice is pretty quiet. He's trying really hard to be discreet.]

[doomedtheworld]

[Vanessa's going to... stare for a second there when Danny comes walking up. Orange beanie under his hood, sunglasses at night. Vanessa meanwhile is looking relatively casual in a black sweater and jeans, with her disguise stuff stashed in her backpack. Because nothing looks more suspicious than trying really hard not to look suspicious.]

We're still waiting on a few people.

[Pause.]

You should lose the sunglasses.

late to the party sob

[ursoreckless]

[he was dressed normally - basic jeans, t-shirt and hoodie, all the jewelry and designer clothing absent from the party. Shou also was driving a late model sedan, the kind that older business people drove around because it got good mileage, not because they were trying to break the speeding record. he had a lack of a small backpack or anything like that, but there was a beanie on his head, one that could easily be rolled down into a ski mask at a moment's notice.]

The Break-In Itself.

[doomedtheworld]

[This is where the crime happens. Getting in, getting what they need and getting out without getting busted, shot, or chewed on by guard-pets.]

[amberhearted]

[ YEAH IT'S LIFE OF CRIME PARTY TIME

actually this is pretty fucking terrifying, but alex manages to get over his worries by the time the group springs into action. all he has to do is convince himself that this is like operating in the rig. he's on the job. he goes to that place, and he is operable.

(wearing part of a pair of black tights on his head still feels pretty fuckin' silly, though.)

this house does have a dog, but alex manages to hypnotize it to go back to sleep. once that's finished, he motions for the others to come in. ]