It wasn’t often that Austin went out to his factories. He was a businessman after all, he paid other people do those sorts of things. However this was not a thing that he trusted paid people to do. At the end of the day, there were some things that a man had to do himself. That was what being an entrepreneur was all about. Building a foundation for others to later reinforce with you. Like most nights in this part of the Union of Independents, it was dry, the sky was clear and one could hear the rustling of wildlife through the night sky.
The carriage stopped at a small shack. This shack was shoddily put together, probably by the man who lived in it himself. When Austin bought the land, the man begged him to continue to let him work there and since the man’s job worked well with the steam engine industry, Austin had allowed it. He even was generous enough to cut the rent the man used to pay, in half while still paying him a liveable wage. That was why he was so furious tonight. Tonight he had found out about the man’s betrayal. And he was going to pay.
Drawing his Tranter that he had bought off a man in the Colonies, Austin walked to the shack’s door and knocked three times. There was no immediate response. Which made sense, God had taken leave of the world a few hours ago and so did the Sun. He knocked again and heard movement. A bit of broken German and a cuss in English and the door opened. An unkempt looking fellow with a couple days of stubble and greying hair and bloodshot eyes.
It was very apparent that the man was tired, as he struggled to recognize the well-dressed man at his door. Finally he slipped on some wire frame glasses and squinted, “Ah, Austin, strange time to be here huh?”
Austin took a moment to word his answer, “Well Hans, I don’t know how to say this. You fucked with me, you fucked with the man that let you live here and work here and I don’t appreciate it.”
Hans’s eyes opened widely,” Austin, I was going to tell you, you would have had the first piercing of the market. You could have gotten even more money from this. It’ll change the world Austin.
Austin shook his head and fired the revolver.
***
Detective Mason looked over the corpse with a look of distain. The .44 round had entered the man’s forehead and blasted out the back of his head messily staining the floor and wall behind the victim. There was even some brain matter in the bed. Truly the mess was spectacular.
Mason lit a cigarette and leaned over the body for a second look over. Checking the pockets of the robe that the man wore, Mason came up empty and stood up just as his assistant arrived from the station. Detective Schultz walked up to Mason and whispered in his ear, “Brass says back off, we have some outside help coming on this one. Let’s go get a coffee or something hear?”
Mason’s immediate reaction was to tell that outside help where to go and how to get them, but the way Shultz said it was almost fearful. That wasn’t good. Means big fish had their big hands in this very small pond. Swearing under his breath, he wandered off with his partner, as a small group of people walked over the scene.
***
Welcome to West of the Thirteen. This RP takes place in an alternate universe where the English still retain the Thirteen Colonies in the Americas. The rebels who lost the War of Independence fled to the west of the colonies, managed to carve a sect of land from between the Mexicans, the English and the French and turned it into the Union of Independents. From this sprung an economy of laissez-faire capitalism which continues to this day. Where there is capitalism comes industry and the trade routes between the Spanish and Mexican colonies and the Colonies in the East. Steam trains transport good, weapons and people across the Americas. Thus there is money to be made and money is the root of this story. Why did Austin kill Hans? Well you as detectives will have to solve that.
Each player, as a Private Investigator, will be working for a specific company. Being that I don’t know how many people will be joining us, there may be more than one person working for a certain company, or maybe no one working for some companies at all. The important thing to realise is that you will not know who the person is working for unless you find out through investigations, or they reveal it themselves. Keep in mind that each company has its own policies regarding this, they all have a vested stake in this after all.
Character Design is as follows
Your company that you work for will be PM’d to you once all the sheets are in and a brief description of each company will be put in the thread. Orders and goals from your CEO will be PM’d to you directly. You can choose to tell people your goals and orders, or keep them to yourself. If you want to make contact with another PI without anyone knowing, PM me what you want to say and I’ll send it to them, anon or nonanon, it’s up to you.
I hope that this setting appeals to you and of course any questions about it are welcome and I’ll do my best to answer.
The carriage stopped at a small shack. This shack was shoddily put together, probably by the man who lived in it himself. When Austin bought the land, the man begged him to continue to let him work there and since the man’s job worked well with the steam engine industry, Austin had allowed it. He even was generous enough to cut the rent the man used to pay, in half while still paying him a liveable wage. That was why he was so furious tonight. Tonight he had found out about the man’s betrayal. And he was going to pay.
Drawing his Tranter that he had bought off a man in the Colonies, Austin walked to the shack’s door and knocked three times. There was no immediate response. Which made sense, God had taken leave of the world a few hours ago and so did the Sun. He knocked again and heard movement. A bit of broken German and a cuss in English and the door opened. An unkempt looking fellow with a couple days of stubble and greying hair and bloodshot eyes.
It was very apparent that the man was tired, as he struggled to recognize the well-dressed man at his door. Finally he slipped on some wire frame glasses and squinted, “Ah, Austin, strange time to be here huh?”
Austin took a moment to word his answer, “Well Hans, I don’t know how to say this. You fucked with me, you fucked with the man that let you live here and work here and I don’t appreciate it.”
Hans’s eyes opened widely,” Austin, I was going to tell you, you would have had the first piercing of the market. You could have gotten even more money from this. It’ll change the world Austin.
Austin shook his head and fired the revolver.
***
Detective Mason looked over the corpse with a look of distain. The .44 round had entered the man’s forehead and blasted out the back of his head messily staining the floor and wall behind the victim. There was even some brain matter in the bed. Truly the mess was spectacular.
Mason lit a cigarette and leaned over the body for a second look over. Checking the pockets of the robe that the man wore, Mason came up empty and stood up just as his assistant arrived from the station. Detective Schultz walked up to Mason and whispered in his ear, “Brass says back off, we have some outside help coming on this one. Let’s go get a coffee or something hear?”
Mason’s immediate reaction was to tell that outside help where to go and how to get them, but the way Shultz said it was almost fearful. That wasn’t good. Means big fish had their big hands in this very small pond. Swearing under his breath, he wandered off with his partner, as a small group of people walked over the scene.
***
Welcome to West of the Thirteen. This RP takes place in an alternate universe where the English still retain the Thirteen Colonies in the Americas. The rebels who lost the War of Independence fled to the west of the colonies, managed to carve a sect of land from between the Mexicans, the English and the French and turned it into the Union of Independents. From this sprung an economy of laissez-faire capitalism which continues to this day. Where there is capitalism comes industry and the trade routes between the Spanish and Mexican colonies and the Colonies in the East. Steam trains transport good, weapons and people across the Americas. Thus there is money to be made and money is the root of this story. Why did Austin kill Hans? Well you as detectives will have to solve that.
Each player, as a Private Investigator, will be working for a specific company. Being that I don’t know how many people will be joining us, there may be more than one person working for a certain company, or maybe no one working for some companies at all. The important thing to realise is that you will not know who the person is working for unless you find out through investigations, or they reveal it themselves. Keep in mind that each company has its own policies regarding this, they all have a vested stake in this after all.
Character Design is as follows
Your company that you work for will be PM’d to you once all the sheets are in and a brief description of each company will be put in the thread. Orders and goals from your CEO will be PM’d to you directly. You can choose to tell people your goals and orders, or keep them to yourself. If you want to make contact with another PI without anyone knowing, PM me what you want to say and I’ll send it to them, anon or nonanon, it’s up to you.
I hope that this setting appeals to you and of course any questions about it are welcome and I’ll do my best to answer.
