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[really8adegg]

WHO: Arianna & Lani
WHERE: Arianna's flat
WHEN: The evening following this post – so, backdated a little. gomen im too slow for this game

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❝ smack that all on the floor ❞

[masterofbling]

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	Big Dick In hindsight, maybe plugging those numbers into Facebook wasn't the best idea. S'up, I guess? 1 hour ago

[ooc: If you want to have some fun with this, you can choose to "like" each other's comments with the following code:
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It'll show up like so: INSERT FULL NAME HERE likes this.

Your characters can be "smarter" than Big Dick and make fake Facebook accounts. This post is likely a ploy on his part to look harmless and inept. c: This is more of a mingle post to share shit and roll fast and loose. Threadjacking highly encouraged! :)]

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[reapsthewind]

Okay, first, the serious stuff: that snake statue in the Dead District. It has to go. It's bad news. I have some plans and ideas, though if any of you are hackers (of the lifehacking variety, not the computer kind, nerrrds) or engineers, I could use your input. Current plan? Ropes and winches and lots of manpower to pull it down, then sledgehammers to take care of what's left after it shatters.

Suggestion: Wear loose fitting nondescript clothing bought from thrift stores and masks. No identifying stuff. This is vandalism, kids! And we do NOT wanna get arrested. In, out, gone. People who know the District well, if any of you have good maps for escape routes and ways to evade the police, let me know.

Second: More serious stuff. Flight last Friday (sorry about the delay in reporting findings, school this week was hell) revealed some weird security at some farms outside the city. More than a farm should had. Suggest investigating from the ground, but be careful.

Third: AND NOW, GOOFY STUFF. Because christ this stuff has been heavy and I think some of us could use a silly break. So I run Dungeons and Dragons games sometimes, and if you fucking laugh I'll cut you. Anyway, I'm thinking of running a n00b game in a study room at the school library, because man I'm technically a professor and I'm allowed to check out rooms ALL DAY if I want.

The dungeon will be the Keep on the Borderlands. I've got room for up to 7 players, though my friend Bakura gets first dibs on a slot. I'll be using the Advanced Labyrinth Lord ruleset, so use that to roll up a character, it's a free PDF. Your stats are Strength, Dexterity, Constitution, Intelligence, Wisdom, and Charisma; roll 3d6 -- that's 3 six sided dice -- for each stat to figure out what it is, then figure out your race and class. Races allowed are humans, dwarves, elves, halflings (Hobbits), gnomes, half-elves, and half-orcs. Classes are fighters, thieves, wizards, clerics (healer guys), paladins (holy warriors), monks (martial arts dudes), druids (hippies), assassins, and rangers. If you need help making a character, just ask.

I'll list the players here as you guys reply. Also gimmie your email so I can tell you guys where we're meeting. I figure we can play on Saturday or Sunday?

PLAYERS:

* Bakura


((OOC: You guys do NOT have to actually make characters if you're interested in the DnD thing; just pick a race, a class, and what that character is generally like. I'm going to actually USE the real dungeon, sort of, but I'm going to play fast and loose and probably not bother with actual rolls and stuff because that's tedious. Players who asked for dibs in the OOC post earlier were Robb Stark, Bakura, Aragorn, Yuuya, Sasame, Anthony, and the Psionic, so they have dibs. ))

弐 - action - sort-of closed

[scarlet_ink]

Who: Anybody who has a reason to be at Keisuke's place...
Where: Keisuke Nanzan's apartment
When: ......sometime

( party at Keisuke's place byob!!!! )

ғᴏᴜʀ. [ video; reflected off a mirror in his room, late evening ]

[secondcomingof]

[ The feed is sharp and clear and focused when it comes into view, centered around one Casval Mass, who has propped himself up on a heavy trunk with one long leg crossed over the other. His eyes are stern and his tone sterner still; compared to his initial introduction on the network, his demeanor is comparatively absent of ego, replaced by an intense drive that can be felt even through the mirror he's broadcasting from. ]

Good evening.

For those of you unfamiliar with me, my name is Casval Mass. It's come to my attention, recently, that a hotspot of activity related to the so-called "invasion" has flared within the area known as the "Dead District". More specifically, several non-network related residents have complained of werewolf attacks. While I too am skeptical of the nature of these attacks, its timing cannot be ignored in relation to our predicament.

[ Casval leans down, beginning to flip open the various locking mechanisms on the trunk. ]

Therefore, I propose that a scouting party of sorts be sent into this District to determine the scope of—and, if necessary, eliminate—this problem. I am aware that some of you may doubt my abilities on this front, or take issue with me personally. I ask you to set these qualms aside in favor of achieving our greater goal.

[ Click and snap go the last locks, and Casval rises, opening the trunk and pushing it over to reveal... well, a metric fuckload of weaponry. Guns of all sizes, body armor, blades, other objects meant to kill and maim and what have you, it's all there in spades. Some of it questionably legal, for those of you familiar with such stock.

A little bit of ego does slip through as he smirks back up at his audience, picking out a polished sniper rifle in particular for himself and leaning against it as he stands. ]

As you can see, I can provide the equipment necessary for this mission. I am seeking motivated individuals to join me in this endeavor. If those individuals do not step forward, I will simply go myself.

[ Blue eyes narrow testily. ]

I am through running and hiding. If I should die, let it be in this way, facing this threat, instead of cowering in the shadows. I will not allow paranoia and uncertainty to condemn me to a lifetime of servitude.

I thank you in advance for your cooperation.

[ And, just before the feed cuts, and before he forgets: ]

Banagher Links.

I need to speak to you immediately. Please respond.

[ The threat of or I'll find you anyway goes unspoken, but is clear in his voice regardless. ]