Post by TheUdjat on Apr 18, 2008 8:58:31 GMT -5
[This game goes a lot faster with only 4 able-bodied investigators, doesn't it? 
You know, if any of you feel the news of Jackhammer’s death is worthy of a deep shock to your character’s sanity, you’re welcome to make the necessary rolls. It would be a minor loss, if a failure – 1d3.]
Jeremy-
Still stuck in a box, and likely to remain so for a while.
Thurman, Rebecca-
The policeman seems a little taken aback. “You say you know the victim, ma’am?”
The detective, overhearing Rebecca, moves over to her, being a little quicker to seize the opportunity than his uniformed friend. “Let her through, let her through,” he says. With a glance at Thurman, the detective seems to deduce that he and Rebecca know one another, and he waves him through as well. “I’m Lieutenant Poole, and I’m the officer in charge of this investigation. If you truly know this man as you claim, we’ll need to ask you both some questions. As you can surely see, this is no ordinary mugging, and anything you might be able to provide about your friend’s reasons for being here will help us track down the killers.”
“Let’s start by getting your names, for the record.”
[Lt. Poole will go on to establish how exactly you know Jackhammer Joe – how you met, how long you’ve known each other, etc. Then he will go on to ask if Jackhammer had any enemies you knew about, or if there was anyone in particular he might have upset. He will ask if you know why he might’ve been down in this vicinity.
He will then ask about this other friend, since you used the plural form when addressing the police officer, and will ask similar kinds of questions: how did you know them, how well, and what their relationship with Joe was.
There are more questions after those, but I’d like your responses before continuing. Aegea, this is pretty much all you since Japic is out. You can assume, at present, that Thurman will follow your lead and corroborate your story.]
Sam, Tommy-
[You got the impression from Erica that the books will only need a day to be appraised – they should be ready for purchase tomorrow.]
Tommy begins to panic, mind racing and worrying about the clues left behind. He begins to plan their departure from New York aloud. One can hardly blame him for his franticness, since he is the only one who visited Ju-Ju House who remains unscathed. It could be only simple chance that he yet lives while Jackhammer Joe is a corpse down some alley – if Tommy went with the kid, would he be dead now?
Sam tries to calm the P.I., refusing to let him go alone. Certainly this is a wise decision – a man alone is an easier target, and a man panicking even more so. Sam decides to go with Tommy to his apartment, to make preparations.
So the two go.
A part of Tommy half-expects to find his home in shambles, wrecked and already ransacked by the cultists – but it is not. The apartment is just as he left it. It would seem that though the cultists successfully tracked down Jeremy and Joe, they have not yet determined who Tommy is. He gathers what remaining money he has, but there isn’t much. Grabbing any valuables he has left, Tommy guesses that he could pawn them under short notice for perhaps a couple hundred dollars. If he had more time, he could probably get more, but the investigator has never had much money – he wouldn’t be in so much trouble with the mob if he did.
He has an easy enough time gathering his journals and notes, and disposing of any potential complications. With business taken care of at home, all he has left on his agenda is to purchase four tickets to London. [Would you like a direct passenger liner, or do you want to try booking passage on a more discreet—but slower—freighter?]
[Let me know anything else you’d like to do.]
You know, if any of you feel the news of Jackhammer’s death is worthy of a deep shock to your character’s sanity, you’re welcome to make the necessary rolls. It would be a minor loss, if a failure – 1d3.]
Jeremy-
Still stuck in a box, and likely to remain so for a while.
Thurman, Rebecca-
"Please, sir," Rebecca says, feeling that she had every right to be there and straightening up, "I was a FRIEND of that man there, that man who is lying in a pool of his own blood while a bunch of strangers looks on. I think that woman in the car there knew my friends, and I need to find out what happened here or if she saw anything. I simply have to know what's happened to my friends...you can understand that, can't you? I'll only be a few minutes, I promise. Or, if you won't let me talk to her, can you at least please tell me what happened?"
The policeman seems a little taken aback. “You say you know the victim, ma’am?”
The detective, overhearing Rebecca, moves over to her, being a little quicker to seize the opportunity than his uniformed friend. “Let her through, let her through,” he says. With a glance at Thurman, the detective seems to deduce that he and Rebecca know one another, and he waves him through as well. “I’m Lieutenant Poole, and I’m the officer in charge of this investigation. If you truly know this man as you claim, we’ll need to ask you both some questions. As you can surely see, this is no ordinary mugging, and anything you might be able to provide about your friend’s reasons for being here will help us track down the killers.”
“Let’s start by getting your names, for the record.”
[Lt. Poole will go on to establish how exactly you know Jackhammer Joe – how you met, how long you’ve known each other, etc. Then he will go on to ask if Jackhammer had any enemies you knew about, or if there was anyone in particular he might have upset. He will ask if you know why he might’ve been down in this vicinity.
He will then ask about this other friend, since you used the plural form when addressing the police officer, and will ask similar kinds of questions: how did you know them, how well, and what their relationship with Joe was.
There are more questions after those, but I’d like your responses before continuing. Aegea, this is pretty much all you since Japic is out. You can assume, at present, that Thurman will follow your lead and corroborate your story.]
Sam, Tommy-
The books won't be appraised today, and I don't intend to wait by the phone until they are.
[You got the impression from Erica that the books will only need a day to be appraised – they should be ready for purchase tomorrow.]
Tommy begins to panic, mind racing and worrying about the clues left behind. He begins to plan their departure from New York aloud. One can hardly blame him for his franticness, since he is the only one who visited Ju-Ju House who remains unscathed. It could be only simple chance that he yet lives while Jackhammer Joe is a corpse down some alley – if Tommy went with the kid, would he be dead now?
Sam tries to calm the P.I., refusing to let him go alone. Certainly this is a wise decision – a man alone is an easier target, and a man panicking even more so. Sam decides to go with Tommy to his apartment, to make preparations.
So the two go.
A part of Tommy half-expects to find his home in shambles, wrecked and already ransacked by the cultists – but it is not. The apartment is just as he left it. It would seem that though the cultists successfully tracked down Jeremy and Joe, they have not yet determined who Tommy is. He gathers what remaining money he has, but there isn’t much. Grabbing any valuables he has left, Tommy guesses that he could pawn them under short notice for perhaps a couple hundred dollars. If he had more time, he could probably get more, but the investigator has never had much money – he wouldn’t be in so much trouble with the mob if he did.
He has an easy enough time gathering his journals and notes, and disposing of any potential complications. With business taken care of at home, all he has left on his agenda is to purchase four tickets to London. [Would you like a direct passenger liner, or do you want to try booking passage on a more discreet—but slower—freighter?]
[Let me know anything else you’d like to do.]
