Session Start: Sun Oct 24 19:10:56 1999
* Logging #sixth_world to TinSoldiers.txt'
* `Roland` gets up, Ares in hand as he opens the door and levels the gun at the courier when he opens it. 1"Who are you and who sent you?"
* Black_Rose goes to the door and looks out the peep hole
you see a guy in a Courier Uniform
*** red^baron is now known as PissedOffGM
* _Pita_ gets up and goes to the door when she realizes, she had forgotten that Dar is gone.
* Johnny_Paradigm gives up and answers the door.
<_Pita_> "Yes?"
"yes can I help you?"
"What!"
"Yes, Ma'am you need to sign for this letter"
"yes?"
* Black_Rose looks over the guy
---or sir
---you all are hearing this
"Who's it from?"
* `Roland` blinks nd looks at the courier. 1"Who's it from?"
"It says, Republic of Kampucheak"
* _Pita_ looks at him, then signs a big John on the paper
---no k
* `Roland` blinks again. 1"Who the drek..."
Pita gets the letter
* Trastus signs it with an X
* `Roland` 1<5Roland1> 6 signs it, using a fake name
Trastus gets his letter
Roland gets it
* Black_Rose opens the door and signs it
* `Roland` takes it and opens it
* Johnny_Paradigm signs it in his real name.
you all sign for and get the letter
* _Pita_ closes the door in the guy's face and sits back down
* Black_Rose closes the door and looks over the envelop
* _Pita_ opens the door in the comfort of her own chair
* Johnny_Paradigm taks the letter, puts it on histable, and fetches his tongs out of the trash.
* Trastus closes the door and opens the envelope, reading it as he sits on his balcony
inside the letter it says "The Republic of Kampuchea requests your attendance at our conselate at 8:00PM"
* Black_Rose opens the envelop and takes out the letter
* `Roland` blinks. 1"Who are these guys and how do they know me?"
* _Pita_ looks at the clock
---noon
* `Roland` sighs then chunk the letter into a trash can.
* Black_Rose puts the letter on the table
---for 2 karma where is Kampuchea?
----old USSR
<`Roland`> --:P
---nope good try
<_Pita_> ---not Thailand
---Korea
---nope
----Eastern Europe
---nope
---Africa
---Cambodia
<`Roland`> ---I never got to guess!
---damn
<`Roland`> ;_;
ok 8:00 is quickly approaching
* Trastus burns his letter on his flagstone stoop, watching it burn
* Trastus then climbs his tower, watching the city for a few hours, then leaves for the consulate
* Black_Rose gets her stuff together and puts it in her car, leaves and gets to the place 10 mins. til
* _Pita_ leaves to get to the meet, parks a block away and walks the rest of the way
* Trastus leaves his gun in his car
you all arrive in front of the Consulate and there is an Asian man waiting for you there
*** PissedOffGM is now known as NVAlookinguy
"Greetings, I trust you got my letter"
* Trastus nods
"Yes"
* _Pita_ smiles 1"Yeah I got it."
"We have a small job for you"
"We are at war with Laos and sections of China and we are in desperate need of help"
"We are losing the war"
"I'm afraid I'm not a soldier, what exactly do you need?"
"They are killing our people and our army is nonexistent"
* `Roland` arrives and looks at the Asian, then glares, his gun leveled at him. 1"Japanese or other?"
* Trastus leans back, listening silently and watching the other membersof the group
"We are hiring Mercenary and Fighter types to help out"
---roland, exlpain how you would get a gun into an EMBASSY!
<_Pita_> "Oh boy, you may have picked the wrong group, looks like we are gonna kill each other for you."
---yes do not do anything this stupid this early I do not have the patience
<`Roland`> ---sorry...but you didn't exactly say we were searched either...^^;;
---no and you were not
---okay
<`Roland`> ---and my guy is a former Yakuza..he's wary of all other asians...paranoid really
---well I dont want to kill him so relax for now
* Trastus looks at Roland with an odd expression
<`Roland`> --just give my guy an answer...^^;;
"Will you do it?"
* Black_Rose looks at the group with her
"There are no Japanese there that we know of"
<`Roland`> --he was asking if you were japanese..^^;;
"No I am Kampuchean"
* `Roland` nods then the gun is back in its holster. 1"Okay...now...what are you giving us, supplies wise if we do do this?"
<_Pita_> "I'll help as long as people can."
<_Pita_> "These guys can."
"We are paying in gold bouillon, and you are supplying yourselves with weapons"
"We have food and water for you"
* `Roland` blinks. 1"Are you paying the money to get our supplies before or after?
"After, just give us a bill"
* Trastus just stares at Roland
* `Roland` thinks. 1"Give me a minute.."
"And your trip expenses are paid"
* `Roland` brings out a cellphone and calls up his fixer.
* Johnny_Paradigm arives late as usuall.
>>>Yeah?
<`Roland`> >>Tiren...its me Roland. ((Lvl1))
>>>What you need?
<`Roland`> >>>Weapons...military grade...
>>>We got some Assault Rifles and some Combat Shotguns
---woho
"excuse me, Mr. Johnson type guy.... what exactly are sposed to do? join some guerrilla army for an indefinate amount of time?"
"No, You will be inserted into an area of the commander's descretion, blow up a supply depot and go home"
"ohh goody and your going to fly us to Northern Asia for that?"
"Yes"
"That doesn't sound too difficult, I'll help"
"ahhh"
"As I said our army is mostly gone"
"Are we going to be supllied with grunts..err indigiunus fighters?"
"No"
"count me in"
<_Pita_> "As I said before I will help if the rest of these people will."
<`Roland`> >>Okay...ship them...I'll have them payed...no problem...usual place...make sure you have some APDS or explosive ammo for some of the shotguns..okay?"
>>>Got ya, Slot 30k please
"Roland get buck shat too."
"And the rest of you?"
<`Roland`> >>>Send the bill Tiren...send to the Republic of Kampuchea...
<`Roland`> >>Add some buckshot too
>>>Um ok, consider it done
>>>They will be waiting
"Ummm this is going to be relativly easy right?"
"I cannot say"
<`Roland`> >>later chummer..remind me to tip you a hundred for short notice
>>>Will do pleasure doin biz
>>CLICK
"God damnit."
* Trastus still leans back against the wall
---she's got all her stuff with her, it'll either do or she'll die
<`Roland`> >>click
<`Roland`> "I'll go.."
"I think Sir that means you got a team"
"Ok you all are in agreement except Mr Paradigm"
"I'll go, I guess."
"Good, go to as soon as you are ready a trasport will be waiting"
* `Roland` looks to Johnny. 1"Long time no see..."
* NVAlookinguy goes back inside
*** NVAlookinguy is now known as AlillesspissedGM
"Errrr it's you."
ok so what you all doing?
----Your GM names do not inspire confidence.
* Trastus looks the group over and walks out to his car without a word
* _Pita_ leaves walks to her car, goes home packs her gear then goes to the airport to wait for the others
* `Roland` cranes his neck. 1"Any of you got van?"
ok so Trastus and Pita get their stuff and are chillin at the port
* Johnny_Paradigm wonders who these new faces are.
---as he goies to his car.
he gets to his car
* `Roland` shrugs and decides to go rent a van.
you go and rent your can
van
---yippe then he turns it on.
* Black_Rose goes to the airport with all her stuff and parks and locks her car.goes into the airport
* Black_Rose looks for the flight #
ok Johnny and BR get their stuff and go to the port ready to go
* `Roland` drives the van to the dropoff spot and loads in the weapons he ordered into the back
---there are 3 crates
---medium sized
* Trastus looks in the crates
<_Pita_> "Hi the names Pita" (to Trastus)
"Trastus"
Ok Roland gets to the port
* Johnny_Paradigm puts his biz things in his suitcase.
and in the first crate you see a BUNCH of different assault rifles
in the second crate a BUNCH of different combat shotguns
and in the third crate you see camo clothing
and helmets and things
boots too
"Dibs on the Enfield"
* `Roland` smirks, loads them up and takes off to the port and veers next to the plane, hoping its a private jet.
* Trastus digs through the crates, getting himself dressed in camo gear and a helmet
---err any ammo?
.me then picks up a shotgun
* Trastus then picks up a shotgu
Defiance T-250
---yes ammo too
---next time I am not letting the crates get lost before I get my stuff
* Trastus grabs a bandolier of ammo
---any armor?
* _Pita_ takes a shotogun and ammo
* `Roland` blinks. 1"Um...how about we load the stuff into the plane and get ready there were not so many people can see us?"
just helmets and 1 or two flak jackets
"Damnnnn good idea smooth operator."
---Sec at the airport is not a problem
* Trastus then loads into plane
* Black_Rose walks to the meeting spot
Johnny picks up his Enfield
---me lets th ebeefer people load the crates.
* Johnny_Paradigm starts to put ammo in the drum.
* _Pita_ grabs her large bag and heads on the plane
---there are about 20 ARs about 15 Shotguns and the uniforms and enough ammo to last you
--food?
ok you all get loaded and on the plane and it takes off
---you will get that when you get there
* Johnny_Paradigm buckles up.
* Black_Rose buckles up and reads a magazine
about midway through the flight you are joined by a military escort jet
---redrum
* Black_Rose looks out the window at it
in the pilots seat you notice a girrzled old ork
* _Pita_ looks at the military insignia on the planes
---no insig
* `Roland` looks for a black stealth camo suit
as you get over Kampuchea you see some things burning and the white flashes of artillery in the distance
"Hey I'm John, I like flying, except when there's a military aspect to it."
and in some places the jungle is flaming
---there is a black camo suit
* Black_Rose looks at him
you land and the door opens
"I'm Black Rose and I don't care"
* _Pita_ grabs her gear and exits
<_Pita_> ---slowly
"Just another nihlist chic."
"Go Go Go!"
* Trastus walks out of the plane
Intel Trastus and Pita
---brb
* Johnny_Paradigm grabs his stuuf and gun, exits and makes sure his hat deosn't fly off.
5d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- Trastus 5d6 ( 3 2 10 3 2 )
<_Pita_> 6d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- _Pita_ 6d6 ( 2 5 4 1 3 4 )
* `Roland` grabs some grenades and looks for a gas-vented, smartlinked assault rifle or automatic if he can find one
you find an M22 like that Roland
---these guns SM'ed?
* `Roland` grabs it and wonders what grenades he got, checking them as he walks out
---Smartlinked?
---no
---yes
---crap
* _Pita_ draws her pistols and fires
---and no grenades on the crate
Roll quick Pita
<_Pita_> "Hit The deck!"
<_Pita_> 8d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- _Pita_ 8d6 ( 4 2 5 2 3 5 5 2 )
6d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- AlillesspissedGM 6d6 ( 5 4 5 3 10 5 )
* Trastus powerbolts the guy
roll Fire Pita
<_Pita_> 15d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- _Pita_ 15d6 ( 4 1 2 2 8 1 5 15 5 5 5 9 5 9 1 )
6d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- AlillesspissedGM 6d6 ( 4 1 1 2 1 1 )
----good god!
* `Roland` walks out of the plane, looking about the place
<_Pita_> ---5 cp
you kill him but he keeps going and gets on the plane
---who is on the plane?
--not me
---I left.
---ok and the rest of you"?
<_Pita_> ---I left...
* Black_Rose gets off the plane
"Whatever where being payed, it's not enough."
roll quick BR
---ok I'm not answering my windows anymore unless it's the GM sorry
---ok but still roll it
---what?
---BR roll Quickness
<`Roland`> --left
* AlillesspissedGM waits patiently
<_Pita_> ---shoo bee doo bee doo beware the pengiun
5d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- Black_Rose 5d6 ( 4 5 10 4 11 )
---you lucky
---sorry GM
---and be on the ball more next time
as you get off the plane and run quickly Pita caps the guy through the chest spilling organs everywhere get makes it onto the plane and with his last breath of life detonates his satchel hard
charge
---ok
it explodes in an orange firey fury
Artillery rounds are now detonating on the air field
* `Roland` curses. 1"Suicide runner...now its fugazi.."
if you have not noticed this place is under attack
"I think we should get outta here, like now"
* `Roland` nods
"Your a fucking genuis."
4d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- Trastus 4d6 ( 3 2 7 2 )
Init everyone
3d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 --- Johnny_Paradigm 3d6 ( 5 5 1 )
<`Roland`> "Everyone...head in the safest location you can find...I'll give cover fire.."
<_Pita_> 3d6+7
15,5 --- _Pita_ 3d6+7 ( 21 )
<`Roland`> 2d6+11
15,5 --- `Roland` 2d6+11 ( 23 )
10d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- Trastus 10d6 ( 3 11 3 2 1 2 4 3 8 1 )
1d6+4
15,5 --- Trastus 1d6+4 ( 9 )
1d6+5
15,5 --- Black_Rose 1d6+5 ( 10 )
1d6+6
15,5 --- AlillesspissedGM 1d6+6 ( 9 )
---you can always tell who the mages are heh
1d6+6
15,5 --- AlillesspissedGM 1d6+6 ( 8 )
1d6+6
15,5 --- AlillesspissedGM 1d6+6 ( 10 )
3d6+8
15,5 --- Johnny_Paradigm 3d6+8 ( 22 )
1d6+6
15,5 --- AlillesspissedGM 1d6+6 ( 10 )
you see 4 guys with assault rifles killing people
civilians, women and children
your guess is they are not friendly
---why got the symbols we have on are uniform?
go Roland
then John
then Pita
--or they?
<_Pita_> ---distance away?
---unlike most of the people you have seen they have a symbol
---about 60m
---like ours?
---no you have no symbols
* `Roland` glares and turns on his optical magnification level 3 as he looks for the highest looking rank among them.
---I thought there were ones on the uniforms, sorry.
---you cannot tell but one is carrying a side arm
--the ones you said we got.
---nah just all purpose camo
---k
* `Roland` levels his M22, his smartlink locking onto its smartlink and aiming for the guy's head.
roll that
<`Roland`> ---m22 fall under pistols or submachine guns?
<`Roland`> ^^
---you evil.
---Assault Rifle
<`Roland`> --great..I don't have it...what's my basis to fall on?
---Fire
---We are not using SRIII
---dont you have forearms Roland?
---just use your highest one.
<`Roland`> ---nope..I don't have it...*shrugs*
<`Roland`> --okay
<`Roland`> 5d6
---yeah what he said
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- `Roland` 5d6 ( 9 5 4 4 10 )
6d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- AlillesspissedGM 6d6 ( 8 1 8 3 7 4 )
<`Roland`> ---diff should be lowered since I had my optics turned on
<`Roland`> ^^
you shell hits him square in the head emptying their contents
---your a card.
John
* Johnny_Paradigm jumps behind the nerist cover.
ok you run 400 yards and get behind a brick wall
Pita
---or even posibly the nearist cover.
* _Pita_ lifts her arms and fires twice at on of the two remaining guys
roll
<_Pita_> 10d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- _Pita_ 10d6 ( 1 2 4 2 2 4 5 1 9 5 )
<_Pita_> 10d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- _Pita_ 10d6 ( 2 2 1 5 3 3 7 2 7 4 )
---no craters?
---none that would make great cover
6d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- AlillesspissedGM 6d6 ( 5 1 5 3 1 4 )
6d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- AlillesspissedGM 6d6 ( 4 4 3 5 3 3 )
----he's not tooo smart you know.
---mearly average.
you shoot him in the shoulder and spin him around then in the leg knocking him down
---ok you jump in a small crater about 15 m away
--cool
1d6
0,1 --- AlillesspissedGM 1d6 ( 4 )
one of the guys fires at Pita
Roll Bod
6d6
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- AlillesspissedGM 6d6 ( 3 3 3 5 9 3 )
<_Pita_> 11d6 ---5 cp
0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 0,1 --- _Pita_ 11d6 ( 1 10 3 11 2 2 14 8 2 5 9 )
the bullets miss you and you hear them twang against the plane's hulk
BR
--whick is burning right?