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6 mos ago
Current So I have this... itch... to run a pbp game... here. Using the Cypher System or ICRPG.
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6 mos ago
I've not been back a full week and I'm already stalking POO and Penny :D
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I see. Well I don't mind waiting. Life always takes precedence.
I am confused. Is the game still on?
Cassidy




Cassidy nodded her assent to Loch when they asked about holding on to the passport. I hope it's not something that would make them a target. Cassidy thought, completely missing the displeased look the conspiracy theorists was giving her in reference to calling them squishy.

Meanwhile O'Malley had started his show and tell, finally revealing the information he was gleaming from the security cameras of the complex. The segment with the pixie and the child in cages and the scientists preparing to do something... probably unimaginable, made her anger surge. Her thoughts returned with Toby. Unconscious and bound in mid-transformation. Resigned to his foul and ugly fate. Yeah! Not if I have anything to do with it!

With the show and tell done the exchange of questions and answers began. Cassidy squared the axe-man with a stare and answered his question.

I'm here on behalf of a friend o'mine. Toby... Her voice shook slightly when mentioning the name. She cleared her throat, her voice rough with the emotional struggle. He, ah, he said some sorta organization was responsible fer experimentin' with children. Robin' dem o deir years an' p-putin' monsters in deir bodies or somethin'... He... um... he was startin' to... There were horns on 'is head... ah... an' um I felt some entity o'sorts. 'S hard t'explain. Again Cassidy cleared her throat and refocused on the older man. So, yeah! I'm 'ere t'take o'da children. An' t'take down any an' all organizations screwin' with da little ones! Fer... fer Toby!

Cassidy closed her eyes. Images of the pixie and child in cages flooded her mind, mingling with the images of Toby in mid-transformation. The horns piercing his forehead. His body convulsing with the monstrous shift. His desperation and keeping whatever demon had been shoved within him at bay as to not hurt innocence. She allowed her mind's eye to lift up and away from her... Remote viewing was not something she'd ever attempted before, but she didn't want to relay on O'Malley's glimpses of the park. She couldn't afford to put too much trust into his circuits. Too much was at stake! She was prepared to push her abilities to their limit. And twice over if necessary.



I'll spare some time tomorrow after work to get a post up.
@ihinka

Since Cassidy is trying to persuade O'Malley to do things her way, could you please make the manipulate someone move so that O'Malley can earn experience for complying with the request?


I don't like this Move for Hunters, which is why I don't use it, I'd much rather we players convince each other, but it's within the rules so whatever . I rolled a 6 so if you decide to agree with her you're not getting any XP out of it
Cassidy




Cassidy opened her mouth to answer O'Malley's ridiculous suggestion he's somehow more expendable than the others, since he's mechanic and not flesh and blood. But the mystery man with the ax suddenly exploded in a flurry of motion, smashing the TV screen and proceeding to accusing all three of them of being suspicious.

It took each and every ounce of Cassidy's composure in order to stop herself from disabling the unstable individual with a few swift, practiced moves. The hand that gripped the sidearm went white with the effort. Meanwhile, thankfully O'Malley jumped in, aiming to pacify the situation and the unstable individual. While Cassidy had taken a protective step toward Loch, trying to place herself between the conspiracy theorist and the ax man.

Cassidy could see the turmoil on the face of the newcomer. Until, slowly, the tension decreased and he lowered his ax and acquiesced to O' Malley's peacemaking. Once the animatronic resumed his trek to the Gift Shop, Cassidy sidled up to him.

"I'm not gonna waste time explainin' t'ya how wrong ye are in sayin' yer more expandable than any o'da rest of us. And 'sides, if I should fall I'll feel better knowin' ye'll still be dere ta finish da job! Jus' as long as ya keep in mind dere's not just yer friend who's in need o'helpin' and we need ta unravel whoever or whatever's messin' with children's lives. Violence might be required, O'Malley, and I need ta now yer ready t'dish it out. Meanwhile, I'm taking point, and yer looking out fer Loch. They're... squishy." Cassidy finished. Her face pale with worry.



Cassidy




Cassidy was shaking off the effects of using her sight, when she caught the tail-end of the conversation between O'Malley and Loch. "Now wait a bloody minute!" She growled and caught up to the duo in two long strides. "D'ya mean ta tell me ye've been gettin' all dis information from somewhere an'ave been just keepin' it t'yerself!" She'd forced the animatronic to stop, by placing her left hand, holding the crowbar un such a way that the iron implement lay parallel across O'Malley's metal chest. "If ya can't do a thing 'bout yer cheerful settings, how's about ye adjust yer transparency ones. Cuz all that stuff ye just blurted out like it was the weather forecast fer tomorrow, could save lives! An' not of the ones we're aimin' to. But ours as well!" The former Olympian spoke in low menacing tone of voice. Though, not particularly aimed at the animatronic so much, as the ridiculousness of the situation.

"Right..." Cassidy stepped back from O'Malley and sighed tiredly. Her gaze drifted to Loch with concern. The conspiracy theorist was probably the most vulnerable where their little group was concerned. "Here!" She handed Loch the crowbar with a tiny grunt. "Ye best keep this now that we've confirmation of cold iron fearing creatures, aye! An' just t'be on da safe side, why don' ya let me lead." Cassidy nodded at the gun and extended it in a ready stance, close to her chest, but aimed steadily ahead as she proceeded with caution toward the Gift Shop.



Sorry guys. Had a busy week with work and afterwork obligations. Currently working on a post
Cassidy




"Dial down yer optimistic settings, O'Malley! If we were sent 'ere, it wasn' for socializin'!" Cassidy grunted as she cautiously followed the animatronic, weary of the newcomer as well. She didn't like unknowns and she didn't know this person or how he would act or react. But Toby was depending on her and she would not let the lad down a second time! "I don't know why yer 'ere, mister, but know I won't let ya get in da way of what I need doin'..." Cassidy addressed the older man, without even looking at him. No, she was amped and anxious. All her normal senses, and her somewhat unnormal ones, were screaming to high heaven this place was... wrong! But there was nothing in sight. Gripping the pistol Cassidy cast her gaze about, looking for anything dangerous they might have missed. Some trap. A cleverly set ambush. A supernatural lure... Something overlooked. Or made to look benign when it was anything but.

Over the years, in Her constant company, Cassidy had learned to trust all her senses and sensations. She'd developed what LEOs might call sixth sense, but was in fact a conglomeration of experience and knowledge that allowed you to process pertinent information on an almost subconscious level. And so, just like cops, Cassidy had come to trust her gut in a lot of high-octane situations. Now wasn't much different. As she followed behind O'Malley, trying to stay between Loch and any possible oncoming danger, Cassidy allowed her senses to expand and engulf as much of the scenery as possible and feed her real-life data she hoped her brain would interpret and warn her about just in the nick of time.



I'm aiming to post tomorrow morning
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