Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The minutes ticked through to another fresh hour, the sun a few degrees further down and shades red. Soon it would be nighttime, but no one could see Brocade up on the rooftop anyway, looking down across the city.
3:25 PM He ran through the gangs in his head- The Renegades, Loki's Rats, Palace Circlets... There was even some news about the ex hero Lioness starting up a villainous band of her own.||
3:26 PM ((Go ahead and introduce your character, perhaps motivations for being out today))
3:31 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Brocade stood there, under the image of a civilian that never existed. Not much different than his days before he became a villain himself.
3:36 PM So the time came to become someone else. He would roam the city looking for any activity. Aiming to get some of the local gangs to serve his purposes. He was deemed to be a criminal one way or another
3:40 PM ||
3:42 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick He'd followed a few cop cars using the rooftops and the speed of his form, but there was very little gang crime happening- or at least, crime that was being reported. The city was still suffering from limited communication, so looting could be pretty common and still go unreported
3:45 PM It meant that when a PRT truck (probably not containing more than four or five soldiers) rushed through the streets, Brocade took notice. Moving northwards, Brocade would probably be able to follow them using the rooftops and his long, skeletal limbs.||
3:51 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Dropping back to his native form, He scrambles up the buildings, keeping up with the truck. Running and scrambling up the walls, he tries not to get the attention of the soldiers on the way, keeping his distance.||
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3:54 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick He used a little of his camouflaging abilities, pushing himself to move as fast as he could.
3:55 PM ((Roll me an ath, the trucks obvs moving faster than you, but you don't have to turn))
3:56 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll 1d6 ath
3:56 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "ath" [3]  = 3
3:59 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick He hurried across the gravel of the rooftop, leaping from one building to another. A few of those jumps he fell short, and it took another few seconds to reach the rooftop again, and when he would crest the top again, the truck would be further away.
3:59 PM ((Wits roll please))
4:00 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll 1d6 wits
4:00 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "wits" [4]  = 4
4:01 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick Still, Brocade was more than capable of keeping track of the truck. He'd been lurking in the area for hours at this point, and had a sense of the streets it would be forced to go down, the points it would have to slow to round a corner.
4:06 PM It was nearly three full minutes of sprinting at top speed, an exhilarating feeling. He reached another rooftop just in time to see the PRT truck pull into an alleyway, a group of men and woman in red gang colours, a few even wearing small bandanas with painted on whiskers. They seemed to have been beating up a couple of men, people who owed money, perhaps?
4:07 PM Brocade crept over the lip of the building looking down on the scene as the PRT evacuated the car, the Rats backing away to cover in case they came up firing foam. The Rats outnumbered them, but they didn't have the weapons nor the training to fight back effectively here.||
4:11 PM ↔ Prim nipped out
4:18 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann He stands there processing the situation for a few seconds. Now is his time to shine. Brocade goes down the alley, far from both groups sight. Trying to put himself behind the Rats, he suits up with the red vestiments and gets ready for a fight. ||
4:27 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((You want to wait for the fight to reach you?))
4:28 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((want to see it break loose before I go in))
4:30 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick "Stop where you are and get down on the ground," Brocader heard one of the PRT soldiers shout. He peeked around the corner to see the armoured soldiers getting closer to the Rats, marching forward slow and steady, tasers and pistols at the ready.
4:31 PM One of the Rats cursed back at them, tossing a brick their way.
4:31 PM $roll 1d6 Building a house at range
4:31 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Building a house at range" [5]  = 5
4:31 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Dude, I'm a wolf. I would blow that right down
4:31 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Dude, I'm a wolf. I would blow that right down" [3]  = 3
4:31 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $moderate bash
4:31 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Torso] [Any 1] Demolished: If struck body part is unarmored, target suffers both type-specific consequences noted below.
4:31 PM [Torso] [Any 1] Internally Injured: -1 to the two lowest of the following: Brawn, Athletics, or Guts.  If equal, apply in that order (Brawn first…)
4:31 PM [Torso] [Any 1] Broken Rib: PAIN, torso.
4:32 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick It flew true, smashing into one of the PRT officers, eliciting a grunt as the plate armour slipped a little loose.
4:33 PM The Rat ducked low a moment later as another officer shouted, bringing their pistol up to aim at them.||
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4:39 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Things are finally in their desired state. Brocade approaches the group and looks around for something he could throw at the soldiers himself.||
4:41 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Wits))
4:43 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll d6 scavenging with the rats
4:43 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "scavenging with the rats" [1]  = 1
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4:44 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick He glances along the alley wall, only spotting a broom propped up on the side.
4:46 PM Two of the Rats make a break towards the PRT, the first being downed by a stun gun jabbed into their chest. They hit the ground convulsing, but the second one managed to close the distance to the PRT officer who managed to down the Rat and smashed at him with a two by four that he'd managed to grab from the ground.
4:46 PM $roll 1d6 Strangth
4:46 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Strangth" [4]  = 4
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4:47 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Owie
4:47 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Owie" [2]  = 2
4:48 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $lesser bash
4:48 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Torso] [Any 2] Bashed: Knocked 10' away and back. STAGGERED.
4:48 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The PRT soldier staggered, just about managing to stay on his feet, but in downing the first Rat, the scales were balanced in /their/ fight. Four PRT officers, four Rats.||
4:52 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann The broom will have to do. Next step is to get in character. Wait for the next Rat to charge in and follow up with him. Work with the group you plan to fuck up later.||
4:56 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick It doesn't take long for an opportunity to present itself. A Rat off to Brocade's right had snuck around some cover and tried to blindside the PRT, but they were far too trained to fall for the attack from the side. They brought up a pistol, fired high enough to not be a threat, and the Rat sprawled to the ground just to be safe.
4:58 PM ((You've got both your camo charges to start with))
4:58 PM $roll 1d6 Wits of those around
4:58 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Wits of those around" [4]  = 4
4:58 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick One of the Rats cowering nearby saw Brocade and shrieked, panicked. Nobody else was attentive enough to notice him in time to act.||
4:59 PM ((So there are two practically unharassed PRT soldiers in front of you))
5:01 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((go for the strike on the closest one))
5:03 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Sure thing, roll a Brawl, 2h6+1))
5:04 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Fuck, should've stayed behind
5:04 PM $roll 2h6+1 stay in character
5:04 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "stay in character" [5] (1) +1 = 6
5:05 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 AhhhHhHhhHhhhHHH
5:05 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "AhhhHhHhhHhhhHHH" [5]  = 5
5:05 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll me a lesser bash))
5:06 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $lesser bash
5:06 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Torso] [Any 2] Bashed: Knocked 10' away and back. STAGGERED.
5:09 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The hit sent the PRT soldier staggering back, still clutching their taser. Not fast enough to fire in response at Brocade, but it meant that he now had to deal with a PRT officer either side of him. One PRT officer was still struggling with a Rat, and the Rat had managed to pry their helmet loose but was now beginning to struggle against all that additional training.
5:10 PM The officer beside Brocade swung with the butt of his gun, the armour panelling of his front hanging a little loose from this hit from the brick.
5:10 PM $roll 1d6 SQUISH THE BUG!
5:10 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "SQUISH THE BUG!" [1]  = 1
5:11 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll to withstand/evade. That's Guts and Ath respectively))
5:12 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll d6 spider reflexes
5:12 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "spider reflexes" [3]  = 3
5:19 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick Easily dodged, the gun swung round and Brocade was already reacting to the second PRT officer's attack. A kick out at him, a little hesitant as they didn't want to hit their own teammate.
5:19 PM $roll 1d6-1 Kicky
5:19 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Kicky" [2] -1 = 1
5:19 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Again please, dodge for days.))
5:21 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll d6 miss me
5:21 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "miss me" [1]  = 1
5:21 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick Another close shave clear, this time the agent managing to land a glancing blow, even as they ended on awkward footing.
5:21 PM $lesser bash
5:21 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Head] [Any 1] Smashed: Knocked to the ground.  This lesser wound goes away at start of next turn.
5:22 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((You weaved any armour onto yourself?))
5:22 PM ((If so, you can RP that coming apart and being lost during your go))
5:22 PM ||
5:22 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((yes, it comes with every disguise))
5:24 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Also, if you don't move and want to fight, your power allows you to attack and bind people in a single turn, as they are both partial actions))
5:27 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann As the bash lands, Brocade is dragged to the ground, only to see his threads ripped from his body. The silk is left stuck on the soldiers foot as the the greyish monster erupts as every string comes loose.
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5:33 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann As a desperate attempt, scrambling up to his feet, he tries to bind the attacker after a comeback.
5:34 PM $roll 2h6+1 monster attack
5:34 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "monster attack" [5] (4) +1 = 6
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5:35 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Owie!
5:35 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Owie!" [3]  = 3
5:35 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((roll a lesser bash))
5:35 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $lesser bash
5:35 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Leg] [Any 3] Crushed: Two temporary lesser wounds, can bypass one layer of armor with the first to deliver the second.  The target heals one of the temporary wounds at the end of the next round and the round following it.
5:37 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Do finish your turn, I'll write up the effect after))
5:37 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((dex to bind, right?))
5:38 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Yes))
5:40 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll d6 go web!
5:40 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "go web!" [2]  = 2
5:41 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 More like Peter Pooper
5:41 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "More like Peter Pooper" [2]  = 2
5:41 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Success!))
5:41 PM ((same person?))
5:41 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((yup))
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5:46 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick Brocade hit hard and fast, dropping the soldier to his knees before scuttling around him, wrapping him in the silky webbing. He shrieked out in panic, trying to fight back, but a moment later he was bound up, struggling, trying to break free.
5:46 PM $roll 1d6-1 Let me out!!!!
5:46 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Let me out!!!!" [4] -1 = 3
5:47 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Nope))
5:47 PM The other PRT soldier reacted, trying to put Brocade down.
5:47 PM $roll 1d6 Hitty smashy smash
5:47 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Hitty smashy smash" [4]  = 4
5:47 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Dodgy))
5:48 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll d6 stop bullying the grey blob
5:48 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "stop bullying the grey blob" [2]  = 2
5:49 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick Brocade taking on three officers at once seemed to have inspired the other Rats to fight, and they quickly joined the fray, even as Brocade took the hit.
5:49 PM $lesser bash
5:49 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Torso] [Part] Winded: All lesser abilities with need for refreshers or a stamina cost are put on cooldown.
5:50 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((You can't web for your turn))
5:50 PM ||
5:55 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Well, this went south fast. As infuriating as being outted is, Brocade knows he can't stay there. He needs to find a place to change.||
5:56 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((You want to run and use your camo?))
5:56 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((yes, at least while I can't lay webs))
5:57 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll me an ath to get clear, 3 or low provokes one final attack of opportunity))
5:58 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll d6 gotta run
5:58 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "gotta run" [1]  = 1
5:58 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Hit that spider
5:58 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Hit that spider" [5]  = 5
5:59 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll another ath))
5:59 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll d6 plz stop
5:59 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "plz stop" [2]  = 2
5:59 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $lesser shock
5:59 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Leg] [Any 4] Jolted: Suffer PAIN, affecting all physical (Brawn, Athletics, Dex) rolls, for next round.  Two rounds if recently shocked.
6:00 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The soldier that Brocade had downed managed to fire off their taser, the prongs catching Brocade as he scuttled away. The shock /hurt/ but he managed to put the distance behind him as he fled, the Rats closing in with an advantage now.||
6:04 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Fucking hell, I'm not giving up on this. Body is hurting all over, but a plan comes to mind as Brocade tries to reach for the first Rat that was downed.||
6:08 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick Still shocked and shivering on the ground, the Rat seems to be starting to pull himself together again. He's more than a little frightened as Brocade got closer, the strange mutation more than a little horrifying.||
6:12 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((is he being seen in the confusion?))
6:13 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6-2 Paying attention
6:13 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Paying attention" [3] -2 = 1
6:13 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The rest of the PRT and Rats were too focused to notice what Brocade was doing.||
6:16 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Brocade, making sure he wasn't being seen, mkaes sure that the Rat doesn't stand up with a good landing of his skeletal lower limbs.
6:16 PM $roll 2h6+1 good night
6:16 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "good night" (2) [6] +1 = 7
6:17 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Can I even resist this?
6:17 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Can I even resist this?" [3]  = 3
6:17 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Mod bash please))
6:17 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $mod bash
6:17 PM $moderate bash
6:17 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Head] [Any 1] Demolished: If struck body part is unarmored, target suffers both type-specific consequences noted below.
6:17 PM [Head] [Any 1] K.O: Target must make additional Guts check or have all remaining wound slots filled with lesser wounds.  Lesser wounds disappear at end of next turn if cape remains conscious. (No added effect)
6:17 PM [Head] [Any 1] Skull Crack: Mildly CONFUSED for long duration, need to roll only 2+ to get bearings.  Roll vs. Guts at end of encounter to shrug off, on failure, wait 1 day before rolling again, then wait 2.
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6:17 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Guts check
6:17 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Guts check" [3]  = 3
6:18 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Wits confused?
6:18 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Wits confused?" [3]  = 3
6:19 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Stay awake?
6:19 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Stay awake?" [2]  = 2
6:19 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick A solid blow to the head, and the Rat is out like a light.||
6:21 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Perfect. It's much easier to be someone that actually exists. Brocade disguised the knocked down figure with the ground as he takes their form.||
6:22 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((power says "given several minutes, they can create false images or costumes with these threads, allowing them to disguise themselves or others." Are you going to stay in this one spot and attempt to do this as the fight goes on?))
6:25 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((oh, right. I'll rewrite))
6:32 PM Perfect. It's much easier to be someone that actually exists. Brocade tries to find an alleyway or dumbster to dump him, to replace him later.||
6:36 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick He hurried, dragging the body behind him attached to the silk, pulling the Rat along the alleyway away from the fighting.
6:37 PM It was a good thing they were unconcious since it would definitely have hurt otherwise, but a few moments later Brocade had them around the corner, out of sight of the fight. Not by enough that if someone turned the corner they wouldn't see, but at least out of line of sight.
6:38 PM The walls around him were stained with either dark water damage or had so many layers of graffiti that the mess of colours just mingled together.
6:39 PM He dragged the body a little further, burying them amongst a pile of fully filled out big bags, trying not to notice the smell too much.||
6:47 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Not wanting to miss on the fight, Brocade returns to the Rats, still as a monster.||
6:47 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d2 PRT winning|Rats winning
6:47 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "PRT winning|Rats winning" [1]  = 1
6:49 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The tide had shifted the other way, it seemed. The taser expended, the PRT officer had climbed to his feet again, and had managed to beat one of the Rats to the ground, and they were hurting, /bad/.
6:49 PM $roll 1d6 Breaking free?
6:49 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Breaking free?" [3]  = 3
6:50 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The PRT officer who had been bound up by Brocade was still mostly caught, though he was on his feet now, and was using his body weight and armour to charge into the Rats without use of his arm, even as partially blinded.
6:50 PM One of the Rats had pulled a knife, but it was scratching ineffectually at one of the PRTs body armour.||
6:56 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Returning to battle, Brocade picks ups his trusty broom and heads in planning for a recovery. With the spiderlike limbs glued to the stick, he charges in for the closest officer||
6:58 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Have you taken a moment to armour up again?))
6:58 PM ((Roll you hitty smashy time))
6:59 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((no, it would take too long to put on a disguise))
6:59 PM $roll 2h6+1 smack
6:59 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "smack" (1) [6] +1 = 7
7:00 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6-1 Didn't even see it coming
7:00 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Didn't even see it coming" [4] -1 = 3
7:00 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((mod bash))
7:00 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $moderate bash
7:00 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Arm] [Part] Sent Flying: Thrown to one side and KNOCKED DOWN, STAGGERED on the ensuing turn.
7:02 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The broom swings around and the PRT officer practically flips onto the floor, their helmetless head crunching into the ground.
7:02 PM $roll 1d6 Owie
7:02 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Owie" [4]  = 4
7:03 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick They groaned, rolling over and looking up at Brocade, reaching for their pistol. One of the Rats tried to intervene...
7:03 PM $roll 1d6 Don't flush the spider!
7:03 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Don't flush the spider!" [5]  = 5
7:03 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Don't gang up on me!
7:03 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Don't gang up on me!" [1]  = 1
7:03 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $moderate bash
7:03 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Torso] [Any 2] Walloped: Thrown 10’ back or to one side and knocked down, staggered on the ensuing turn.  If the individual cannot be thrown at least 5’ due to intervening obstacles, they instead suffer an added, temporary moderate bash instead (no associated effect, fades after one round).
7:04 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Awake?
7:04 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Awake?" [1]  = 1
7:05 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ...smashing a baton that had at one point been the PRTs into their chest, sending them into a wheezing state of desperation.
7:06 PM Another officer spun around, noticing Brocade's arrival, breaking away from fighting another Rat far too late to stop him attacking.||
7:12 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Just like in prison. The broom almost breaking with the hit, almost tearing apart between the monster's hands. Or what passed for his hands.
7:13 PM The whole situation has been falling apart since he got here. Perhaps, long before that.
7:16 PM Was it any surprise that Raphael found himself in another mess? Bare and exposed, reduced to fighting like an animal.
7:17 PM Useless thoughts. Distractions lead to mistakes.
7:18 PM Mistakes to broken facades
7:20 PM Right now he's only Brocade. He's focused on the fight.
7:21 PM So he aims a blast of silk to the other officer's face. No need to play fair
7:22 PM ||
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7:23 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Another dex roll, if you are only aiming to blind take a +2))
7:24 PM ((If the plan is a full binding, then gonna be regular dex roll))
7:25 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll 1d6+2 pew pew
7:25 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "pew pew" [6] +2 = 8
7:26 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The guy got a faceful of webbing, and flinched back in surprise.
7:26 PM ((You want to take your other half action?
7:27 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((yes))
7:27 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((go ahead))
7:28 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((can I shoot another web?))
7:28 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((yes))
7:30 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann While the soldier is blinded, Brocade aims behind him, putting up a tripwire||
7:30 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((dex again))
7:32 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll 1d6 trip
7:32 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "trip" [5]  = 5
7:33 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The soldier only panics a little, some of his training kicking in. He swings out wild in front of him, trying to make a wild strike.
7:33 PM $roll 1d6-1 Wild one
7:33 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Wild one" [1] -1 = 0
7:34 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick Luckily everyone stays well clear of him. One of the Rats counter attacks, kicking out during an opening and the guard stumbles back, caught by the tripline.
7:34 PM $lesser bash
7:34 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Torso] [Any 3] Crushed: Two temporary lesser wounds, can bypass one layer of armor with the first to deliver the second.  The target heals one of the temporary wounds at the end of the next round and the round following it.
7:34 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $lesser bash
7:34 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Torso] [Any 1] Smashed: Knocked to the ground.  This lesser wound goes away at start of next turn.
7:34 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 So much temporary owies
7:34 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "So much temporary owies" [2]  = 2
7:35 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Another one out for the count))
7:36 PM The one who had lost the armour plating was the last one left who wasn't running around blind. He was dealing with two Rats at once-
7:36 PM $roll 1d6 Hit
7:36 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Hit" [2]  = 2
7:36 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Hit part 2
7:36 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Hit part 2" [6]  = 6
7:36 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Blocking like a champ
7:36 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Blocking like a champ" [3]  = 3
7:36 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick -but the PRT officer was still putting up a reasonable fight, only letting through every other hit.
7:36 PM $roll 1d6 Hit back?
7:36 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Hit back?" [4]  = 4
7:37 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6x2 Do we get hit?
7:37 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Do we get hit?" [6]  = 6  ::  [3]  = 3
7:37 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick He even managed to get the occasional hit back against them.||
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7:42 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann The tides change once again. Getting beaten had taught Raphael a lesson or two.
7:44 PM Now he was the big dog in the courtyard. The scary spider.
7:45 PM He closes the distance confidently towards the last officer and wacks him.||
7:46 PM -||
7:46 PM With his trusty broom.||
7:47 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll to hit))
7:47 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((same as before?)
7:48 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Yes))
7:48 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll 2h6+1 Pow!
7:48 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "Pow!" [4] (3) +1 = 5
7:48 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6-1 Too Many Of You!!!
7:48 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Too Many Of You!!!" [3] -1 = 2
7:49 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll a lesser bash))
7:49 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $lesser bash
7:49 PM <[ATM]> ATM [Torso] [Any 2] Bashed: Knocked 10' away and back. STAGGERED.
7:51 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The broom came down, and it splintered as it crashed into the PRT officers ribs. Wooden shrapnel sprayed outwards, bouncing off the nearby wall and to the floor.
7:52 PM The PRT officer grunted, dropping to one knee and pressed his hands to the back of his head, clearly trying to protect himself from any more injury.
7:53 PM He said something, but in the cacophony of noise and beatings, Brocade missed it. A surrender?||
7:59 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann "Enough!" Brocade utters, gesturing for the Rats to back off. It would be the dumbest thing to fuck up a PRT officer beyond repair. But since his last plan failed, he had another one taking shape. To be on the right side of the law for once. Wearing the skin of someone else, of course.||
8:00 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll me a social))
8:02 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((Is there any intimidation bonus for being a freak?))
8:03 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Probably, but you should RP for intimidation a bit more))
8:07 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann As he speaks, Brocade slams his upper limbs into the ground. Long enough to reach withouth him hunching. Silk leabving a visible trail on the floor. Even his voice seems less human. So unlike him. So very like him||
8:07 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((nice, go ahead and take a +2))
8:08 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((\o/))
8:08 PM $roll 1d6+2 making friends
8:08 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "making friends" [1] +2 = 3
8:09 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d6 Abide by this spooky creature
8:09 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Abide by this spooky creature" [1]  = 1
8:10 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick It's enough, it seems. The Rats halt, nervous, clearly unsure whether Brocade is about to turn on them instead.||
8:14 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann "Get the fuck out of here." He snarls. "And tell Crescent that you fuckers owe me one."
8:16 PM As he speaks to the Rats, he curls up his upper limbs. "I like to eat in peace".||
8:17 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll deception, take a +2))
8:18 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll 2h6+2 quick snack
8:18 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "quick snack" (1) [5] +2 = 7
8:19 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick One of them almost got out the question of who Brocade even is, but as the realisation of his intentions became clear, they scarpered.
8:19 PM The PRT agent, also believing him, panicked. Backing away, reaching for a combat knife at his belt.||
8:21 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann With a quick a movement of his prongs, Brocade silks up the man's hand to his belt.
8:22 PM ((Are the Rats gone?))
8:22 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Yes))
8:25 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Grinning, like only a man without a neck can do, he clicks his tongue. "You are too fatty for me, relax."||
8:28 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll social again))
8:29 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll 1d6 totally harmless
8:29 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "totally harmless" [3]  = 3
8:30 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick $roll 1d2 Where 1 = Oh god, that means that you're going to have to snap me up first!
8:30 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Where 1 = Oh god, that means that you're going to have to snap me up first!" [1]  = 1
8:31 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick This, for some reason, seemed to only make the PRT officer more panicked. He struggles even more against the new bonds.
8:31 PM $roll 1d6 Please, break, I don't want to die!
8:31 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Please, break, I don't want to die!" [5]  = 5
8:32 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick THe webbing separates beneath his hands, and wildly, he swings a fist, trying to drive Brocade away
8:32 PM $roll 1d6 Fight or Flight
8:32 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Fight or Flight" [3]  = 3
8:32 PM Forgery → Forge|GM
8:34 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll against))
8:38 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll 1d6 spider sense
8:38 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "spider sense" [5]  = 5
8:41 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick Brocade has more than enough time to react, deflecting the wild swipe
8:42 PM The PRT officer hesitates, suddenly realising that without that element of surprise, he is suddenly at a disadvantage.||
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8:45 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Deflecting with his prongs, Brocade just keeps talking. Making up a new story on the fly.
8:47 PM "No, really. Aren't your bosses hiring?". While speaking, he silks the officer where the prongs make contact.
8:47 PM ||
8:50 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick "Are they-? What?" he seemed confused, baffled by the turn of questioning.||
8:59 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann "Capes, stupid. Are they hiring new capes?", he asks as he continues to lay on the silk. Lies can serve more than one purpose.
9:03 PM For the Rats, Brocade is a frightening spider. Maybe he can convince the PRT that he is pest control||
9:07 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick "Hiring- No, fuck you, no. We're not going to work with /you/. Not after this," he said, clutching at the pain in his ribs.
9:07 PM He tried to stand.||
9:10 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann "You've seen me. I can always kill you and take your friends with me." He says as he licks his fangs. "why can't we be friends?" Then Brocade silks the officer's feet to the ground.||
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9:17 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick He only stands there in sullen silence. Or maybe it was fear. Brocade couldn't really tell.
9:18 PM $roll 1d6 Wits
9:18 PM <[ATM]> ATM Wellwick|GM "Wits" [5]  = 5
9:18 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ||
9:19 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann "Just think about it". He says as he skitters back to the alley where he left the Rat. It was time for a new look.||
9:20 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick Brocade reached the Rat, leaving behind the trapped and bound officer.||
9:22 PM ((PAUSE))

<Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Session to this point: https://pastebin.com/7akx3xPm))

2:08 PM ((I believe it's your goal Mall))
2:09 PM ((go*))
2:10 PM ((So go ahead and post when you are ready :) ))
2:15 PM <Mallmann> The changing begins. The mesh of threads start taking shape. Given enough time, the spider turns into a Rat. It is such a new experience to take the body of someone you are staring right at. How many times had he wished to be someone else? And to take a criminal out all of the options. Some things don't really change.||
2:18 PM Mallmann → Mall|Brocade
2:21 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll me a craft, take a +1 to the roll since you have the Natural Flair perk))
2:21 PM ((Which means it returns to a regular d6))
2:22 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll d6 suit up
2:22 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "suit up" [6]  = 6
2:24 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick He produced a near perfect copy of the Rats physique, the intricate webbing shaping into a replica of their face. When he stepped away, he was fully in the persona of somebody else.||
2:30 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Webbing up the Rat completely, Brocade leaves the unconscious body stuck there. Drawing a silk trail across the alley, he departs from the location hopeful that the PRT agents will take the Rat in.
2:32 PM Now It's time to give the new persona a new try. He now needed to infiltrate the Rat's nest.||
2:35 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick It had been a good few minutes since the Rats had gone off running, which meant they were no longer anywhere in sight. They hadn't been going slow, and with such a head start he'd be very lucky to find them again.
2:36 PM There were a few cars out on the street, but nothing that screamed of gang or police presence.||
2:37 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((would people know about the Rat territories?))
2:39 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((For a  rando off the street, no))
2:42 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((What about Brocade, having explored most of it from the top?))
2:43 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll a know, we'll see if you've uncovered any places previously))
2:43 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll d6 city know
2:43 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "city know" [5]  = 5
2:44 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick *-1
2:44 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((oops. Should I reroll?))
2:44 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Nah))
2:48 PM One of his recent scouting missions might have helped. He'd spotted a sort of halfway house just a few blocks away. Not a major base, but somewhere he'd seen people hanging around, and though they hadn't been wearing gang colours at the time, he suspected they fit that sort of crowd.
2:57 PM He set off, heading in that general direction, hoping that he wasn't going to get himself turned around. When he did get close, though, he saw something that surprised him a little. Rats, loading up into a van, clearly hurrying as if something important was happening.
2:57 PM Even as he watched, a second van pulled up, another whiskered minion at the drivers seat. They were on their way out of here in a hurry.||
3:02 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann There we go. An oportunity to make a name for himself. Even if he wasn't himself right now. He rubbed some silk on is disguise beforehe came in running for the van. "Jesus fucking Christ! That's some shit I don't want to see in my life ever again." ||
3:04 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick None of the Rats that he had seen before- must not have been the closest bolt hole perhaps. He got a couple of looks, but none of them seemed to second guess the disguise.
3:05 PM Most of them seemed focused on loading up into the trucks, but the driver of the second bus leaned out, asking, "you alright?"||
3:12 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann "I'm lucky to be in one piece! That canibal freak was eating a man alive before I got the chance to escape" he says as he extends his wrists covered in the silk he rubbed himself in. He looked around trying to measure and read the crowd and figure out what they were loading up. If he was going to be a Rat, he needed to know what they were up to. Quite nerve-wracking to be putting up an act in front of so many thugs, but Brocade was focused
3:12 PM on being one of them at the moment. ||
3:12 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Roll me a social, for perception))
3:14 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll d6 reading the mischief of rats
3:14 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "reading the mischief of rats" [2]  = 2
3:16 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick Nothing obvious, but lucky for him the driver had loose lips.
3:16 PM "Fuck, when it rains it pours," the driver said. He turned around to the people loading up weapons into the back of the van as the first vehicle pulled away. "Someone needs to report this in, but the bosses are all going to head to the warehouse."
3:16 PM He turned his attention back to Brocade. "Anyone hurt? I don't think we have the backup to spare."||
3:23 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann The best lie is the one closest to the truth. "Those fuckers left me behind. That thing only got the pigs. You need to get me out of here. Can I hitch a ride?" He asks.||
3:29 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick "We're not on our way to anything better, but sure-" he was cut off as another Rat climbed into the passenger side of the van, yelling to move.
3:29 PM The back was still open, a few other Rats piling in. The driver shifted into gear, the van starting to move out.||
3:35 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Raphael had seen his fair share of criminals while in prison. They all tended to act and look the same. Like they were from the same breed. Following an unspoken set of rules. Not that hard to fit in the collective. Brocade then quikly hops on the van. Ready for more trouble.||
3:37 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The van quickly accelerated, most of the Rats quiet in the back, seemingly contemplative as the van weaved through the streets.
3:38 PM "Shit, man, what are we even meant to do against them," one of the Rats said, his voice indicating he was on the younger side. "They're capes- we're going to get-" One of the Rats beside him slapped a hand across his chest, silencing him with a look.
3:39 PM Everyone seemed more focused on psyching themselves up. They didn't want someone posing the questions they were trying to avoid thinking about.||
3:44 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann Out of the pan and into the fire, it seemed. What the fuck was going on in that werehouse? Apparently he was going to find out soon. Tension was getting higher, not only was he pretending to be part of a gang, but immediately going into a fight. thougths going all over in Borcade's head, as the anxiety built up staring at all those thugs afraid for their lives.||
3:46 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The next few minutes passed in near silence, the tension ratcheting up. The thugs were arming themselves.||
3:46 PM ((last chance if you want to ask anything))
3:50 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann "Wait. What the fuck are we doing?" He asks, pretending to be scared and eager as he arms himself as well. Pretending to pretend he's not scared. It wasn't even the most complicated lie he had told himself lately. Not even close. ||
3:57 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick One of the nearby Rats gave him an incredulous look before they pulled one of the Rat masks over her face. "West end warehouse. Under attack."||
4:00 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann "Oh" Brocade exclaims. "Fuck me, this day". He picks up a mask for himself. One on top of the other.
4:01 PM ((What weapon did he get?))
4:03 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Pick an improvised melee weapon of your choice))
4:03 PM ((Bat, crowbar, knife, etc.))
4:03 PM ((As long as it isn't too exotic))
4:03 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((A crowbar it is))
4:04 PM ((made out of gold :P))
4:04 PM ||
4:07 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick ((Calm down, Freeman))
4:07 PM "We're here," the driver shouted back, "everyone get ready to-"
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4:11 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick The van swerved, and a moment later sound pulsed through the van. The edges of the van literally rippled with the sound, the space distorting a little.
4:11 PM ((Roll me a guts))
4:12 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann $roll d6 Don't step on the spidey!
4:12 PM <[ATM]> ATM Mall|Brocade "Don't step on the spidey!" [5]  = 5
4:12 PM <Wellwick|GM> Wellwick A wave of nausea washed over Brocade, the van only absorbing some of those vibrations. Affecting his inner ear, maybe, but god did it suck.
4:13 PM One of the other Rats threw up, facing into a corner of the van, but another managed to kick the back open, stumbling outside onto the street.
4:13 PM ||
4:13 PM ((We can switch to #Other now))
4:14 PM ((It will be Sym's go, then yours))
4:14 PM <Mall|Brocade> Mallmann ((okay!))