meeting the contactsthe_measurersDecember 23 2010, 10:27:16 UTC
It's cold in the run down abandoned farmhouse. Whoever lived here no longer does, but there's still frozen animal shit on the ground. The men and women who greet you are a haggard bunch. They've had to hide for years. They're twitchy and clearly resent having to call for help from outsiders
( ... )
Mirys looked at the slip of paper she was handed with her own assignment and the relevant details, then back to Yoseth. She had but one question:
"So," she began, "with these Klaus guys, leave them to be found or hide them? It doesn't really matter to me either way, but if you've got a specific way you want it done, you might as well tell us before this whole operation really kicks off."
Yoseth put a finger to his beard. "You might as well keep them in the cab with you. It's pretty cold, they won't start to stink for a few days. Unless you're squeamish, in which case Tarja lake is a popular spot for that kind of thing." He said, pointing at a lake just outside the city on the yellowed map. It was clear from his tone of voice that only prancing nancys got squeamish about having a body in their sleigh cab.
The girl snickered, just a bit, finding the tone of his response somewhat amusing.
"I can deal with that," she answered, hardly being squeamish about it at all and, in fact, seeming almost accustomed to this kind of thing. More than likely, her question was simply for the clarification rather than of any kind of concern.
Distraction Operation: Santas Of The Lightthe_measurersDecember 25 2010, 08:55:02 UTC
For those who have opted not to act as Santassasins, there's still a job needing doing. A daring daytime robbery of Charlie's Box, the largest and third most prestigious toy store in the city, with the profits to be loaded into a mortar, and launched over the poorest neighborhoods in the city. Yoseth's sworn up and down not to kill anyone, even let you inspect his pistol to see it's full of blanks.
You've all been given elf costumes, with crude body armor underneath, and concealing facemasks, and weapons, loaded with both real bullets and blanks. They've been casing this joint for months and the local authorities don't have a clue. Surprise is the one element they have the advantage of and they're gonna take full advantage of it. Up you go, modern day Robin Hoods. Up the stairs, to the packed cash registers. Just another elf you are.
That is, until Yoseth, with a dark glee (it is loaded with blanks, right?) points his pistol at one of the clerks (who promptly makes a very smelly bit of Christmas cheer in his pants). The cash is
( ... )
Re: Distraction Operation: Santas Of The Lightburden_of_sinDecember 26 2010, 23:02:57 UTC
As they positioned themselves, Wolfwood had been going the extra mile. As he passed by children, he was taking toys that they were looking at and handing them to them.
"Here you go, kiddo." He said with a rogueish smile. "Compliments of the store. Merry Christmas!" As he doled out the toys, he felt a little better about the task at hand. Equaling out his perceived karma, as it were.
Finally, Yoseth performed the stick-up. He was worried for a moment, but no gunfire came off and the cashiers handed over the money relatively quickly.
"... I'm sorry. I really am." Wolfwood said to his as he started to back away with the money. He broke off into a dash with the others, making his way to the fire escape. That was an awful long way down...
After a moment's hesitation, he kicked the ladder, causing it to slide down with force. As he made his way down, he could hear sirens in the distance, and looked up to assure his comrades were following suit.
Covert Operation: Santas Of The Darknessthe_measurersDecember 25 2010, 09:07:06 UTC
Time to show a little steel.
The best time to catch your targets is when they touch down for a cigarette or bathroom break. They're not expecting you. It'll be too easy really. Just don't draw a lot of attention to yourself.
After that, your target may have had a schedule to follow. For some of you, that might have included handing out toys. Whoo boy. You sure signed up for that part.
Anyway, regardless of what you've been doing up until then, at midnight all the important people get their presents. That means it's time to go down the specially widened chimney, flashing your ID card at the scanner at the bottom. Your targets are probably asleep and unawares....
[OOC: As this part takes some time, feel free to handwave any part of it.]
Re: Covert Operation: Santas Of The Darknesstop_teen_38December 27 2010, 06:10:13 UTC
Slobo had an easy time finding and killing his Senter, helped by the last minute arrival of a talking dolphin. Using the communicative sea mammal as his eyes, he quickly followed his route, delivering presents to... Well, pretty much everyone. Finally, the time came, and he was at the house.
He slid down with the ID card in hand, and heard the beep. Now he waited for his fish-like companion to join him.
Re: Covert Operation: Santas Of The Darkness2sexy4myupliftDecember 27 2010, 08:12:28 UTC
Sah'ot hemmed and hawed and protested and in general acted like a total wuss, but finally acceded, shimmying awkwardly down the chimney.
Covered in soot and miserable, he lay in the fireplace for a moment, catching his breath.
At that moment, a middle aged man wandered into the room in his pajamas. Scratching his five o clock shadow, he looked balefully down at Sah'ot, who did his best to appear perky and lifeless. Just a toy here! He's even got a bow tied around him!
"I didn't ask for this shit...What are they doing at the department...."
Re: Covert Operation: Santas Of The Darknesstop_teen_38December 27 2010, 08:17:51 UTC
Slobo stopped for a second, surveying the situation, but something was bothering him. He heard the man, and his heartbeat, and could hear another heartbeat in the other room; the man's wife, presumably. Or husband. Whatever. Slobo didn't judge. It was two other sounds... Shallow breaths, tiny heartbeats...
He had children.
"Oh frell..." Slobo said quietly. He looked in the direction of the man.
Escape: Driving Miss Daisycutter the_measurersJanuary 3 2011, 07:03:21 UTC
They came, after a long chase, to a site in the farmland outside of the city. The local police were not giving up though, and they kept coming in their cars, sirens baying like a hunter's dogs.
They screeched to a halt in front of...a funeral home? But sticking up from the tarmac were primitive (by the standards of permanent spacefarers) rocket engines...
The chain link gate was opened for them, but the police cars were closing too...
That was when Yoseth opened the door and tumbled from the cab. Before anyone could catch him, he was outside of the gates, in front of the mob of police...
This figure is seated at what some might recognize as a newscaster's desk, with a sheaf of papers in hand - but instead of a series of clocks, there's a large blue-and-gold insignia on the wall behind him.
The figure glances briefly down at the sheaf of papers, riffling through them for a few seconds. Apparently, he's preparing to make a statement of some kind . . . but what could he have to say?
After briefly flipping through the papers, he looks directly at the camera - though, to those watching the broadcast, he appears to be looking directly at YOU, with an icy look that could cause even the hardiest of gengineered flora to wither and die.
His voice, however, is calm and measured.
"Greetings. I am Lieutenant Guido Talbot, Executive Officer of the X-Com vessel Farseeker.
"By now, I am sure you are all aware of the deaths of several prominent members of the Fay'lia provisional government. I come before you today to inform you of the course of events which led to our presence and actions here tonight.
"Under the auspices of the High Judiciary of the Alliance of Free Worlds, based on Nuremberg Station in universe P3X-AKM492/Delta, agents of the Judiciary launched an investigation into the acts of the aforementioned sentients and their history with the Fay'lia provisional government.
"Sufficient evidence was found by the Judiciary agents to bring these sentients to trial in absentia for numerous and sundry high crimes
( ... )
And that, it would seem, is the end of it, as the scene abruptly cuts to black . . . but appearances are deceiving. A brief moment of silence, and then some strangely ethereal - and yet, almost militant - music begins to play.
And in the center of the image, a small silvery dot appears, growing slowly into a spinning image of six stylized planets, each one connected to the rest by a network of shimmering threads.
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"So," she began, "with these Klaus guys, leave them to be found or hide them? It doesn't really matter to me either way, but if you've got a specific way you want it done, you might as well tell us before this whole operation really kicks off."
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"I can deal with that," she answered, hardly being squeamish about it at all and, in fact, seeming almost accustomed to this kind of thing. More than likely, her question was simply for the clarification rather than of any kind of concern.
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You've all been given elf costumes, with crude body armor underneath, and concealing facemasks, and weapons, loaded with both real bullets and blanks. They've been casing this joint for months and the local authorities don't have a clue. Surprise is the one element they have the advantage of and they're gonna take full advantage of it. Up you go, modern day Robin Hoods. Up the stairs, to the packed cash registers. Just another elf you are.
That is, until Yoseth, with a dark glee (it is loaded with blanks, right?) points his pistol at one of the clerks (who promptly makes a very smelly bit of Christmas cheer in his pants). The cash is ( ... )
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"Here you go, kiddo." He said with a rogueish smile. "Compliments of the store. Merry Christmas!" As he doled out the toys, he felt a little better about the task at hand. Equaling out his perceived karma, as it were.
Finally, Yoseth performed the stick-up. He was worried for a moment, but no gunfire came off and the cashiers handed over the money relatively quickly.
"... I'm sorry. I really am." Wolfwood said to his as he started to back away with the money. He broke off into a dash with the others, making his way to the fire escape. That was an awful long way down...
After a moment's hesitation, he kicked the ladder, causing it to slide down with force. As he made his way down, he could hear sirens in the distance, and looked up to assure his comrades were following suit.
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The best time to catch your targets is when they touch down for a cigarette or bathroom break. They're not expecting you. It'll be too easy really. Just don't draw a lot of attention to yourself.
After that, your target may have had a schedule to follow. For some of you, that might have included handing out toys. Whoo boy. You sure signed up for that part.
Anyway, regardless of what you've been doing up until then, at midnight all the important people get their presents. That means it's time to go down the specially widened chimney, flashing your ID card at the scanner at the bottom. Your targets are probably asleep and unawares....
[OOC: As this part takes some time, feel free to handwave any part of it.]
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He slid down with the ID card in hand, and heard the beep. Now he waited for his fish-like companion to join him.
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Covered in soot and miserable, he lay in the fireplace for a moment, catching his breath.
At that moment, a middle aged man wandered into the room in his pajamas. Scratching his five o clock shadow, he looked balefully down at Sah'ot, who did his best to appear perky and lifeless. Just a toy here! He's even got a bow tied around him!
"I didn't ask for this shit...What are they doing at the department...."
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He had children.
"Oh frell..." Slobo said quietly. He looked in the direction of the man.
"Buddy, I think we need ta talk."
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They screeched to a halt in front of...a funeral home? But sticking up from the tarmac were primitive (by the standards of permanent spacefarers) rocket engines...
The chain link gate was opened for them, but the police cars were closing too...
That was when Yoseth opened the door and tumbled from the cab. Before anyone could catch him, he was outside of the gates, in front of the mob of police...
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This figure is seated at what some might recognize as a newscaster's desk, with a sheaf of papers in hand - but instead of a series of clocks, there's a large blue-and-gold insignia on the wall behind him.
The figure glances briefly down at the sheaf of papers, riffling through them for a few seconds. Apparently, he's preparing to make a statement of some kind . . . but what could he have to say?
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His voice, however, is calm and measured.
"Greetings. I am Lieutenant Guido Talbot, Executive Officer of the X-Com vessel Farseeker.
"By now, I am sure you are all aware of the deaths of several prominent members of the Fay'lia provisional government. I come before you today to inform you of the course of events which led to our presence and actions here tonight.
"Under the auspices of the High Judiciary of the Alliance of Free Worlds, based on Nuremberg Station in universe P3X-AKM492/Delta, agents of the Judiciary launched an investigation into the acts of the aforementioned sentients and their history with the Fay'lia provisional government.
"Sufficient evidence was found by the Judiciary agents to bring these sentients to trial in absentia for numerous and sundry high crimes ( ... )
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And in the center of the image, a small silvery dot appears, growing slowly into a spinning image of six stylized planets, each one connected to the rest by a network of shimmering threads.
Beneath that, the following text fades into view:
Independence Media:
The Voice of the Alliance
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