The game will be set to start in the evening at 5pm, so you should have plenty of time. The District is rather infamous for its nightlife, after all, but do try to be careful -- time really flies by and quickly.
[ Saude seems immensely grateful that somebody actually read her paperwork.
You won't be able to grab anything major here, unless you want to try rolling for that too. But you can grab little fun miscellany stuff, like gloves or overcoats or just random heirloom trinkets that you think will come in handy somehow. Mostly, they're just hoping that you'll wear stuff that is both practical and doesn't stick out like a sore thumb once they're in the place, though changing into Tingtang gear should fix that at least somewhat. When you're ready, they can proceed towards the casino itself. ]
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Well, I'll at least give it to ya that that was some impressive on-the-fly handling of some thugs.
Once we've got the right clothes, getting through security is easy. It'll be the second and third floors that give us more trouble.
[ maybe. but mostly we just act like we're supposed to be there and if they raise a fuss, act like they're in the wrong! she's good at this stuff. her charisma should not be as low as i set it when her primary strategies are bluffing and intimidation and those usually work for her.
[charles is not interested in taking anything from this poor pawnbroker without payment, so he will not loot his things. consider beating up thugs just a friendly charity act...
is there a closet or anywhere he can throw these tied up dudes in.]
[ absently nodding with the information from saude. he does actually grab a spare set of gloves because you never know, tucking them into his pocket. but he doesn't say anything otherwise and seems to be waiting for the next move. fine. let's get the guys squared away and gogogo. ]
And try they did but uh, the fact that two Tingtangers went in and none came out, means that it turns out, the alleyway is absolutely teeming with Tingtangers curious to know where the feck Jim and Jab have gone. And there was no sneaking happening as Isabel opens the door and the bell jingles, letting everyone know there was activity going on here.
Someone nearby comes racing, alert, and just stares at these people. Just one whiteboy Tingtanger, one 12-year old in a poorly tailored Tingtang getup, Isabel, and your two LCCB members who look like they're ready to start dealing cards. ]
lovelace holds up her gun again! she's aiming it at this newcomer. this is a solid strategy that worked well last time. and a lot of lovelace's plans boil down to: point a gun and sound intense until people leave you alone. ]
Back away! Let us through.
I don't know what those two traitors were thinking attacking us when we're all from the same gang, but we're not sticking around to find out. This is going straight to the higher ups.
[also immediately starts telling lies as he casually brings his sword over his shoulder]
You heard her. C'mon, time is money—we've got places to be, and you don't want us having to tell the wrong person you wasted ours. We got what we were owed from that old fart, so we're moving on.
[ at this rate he does not entirely trust that if he doesn't say anything this'll fly, so. ]
And anyway, it'd be a real shame to have to say we ran into you slacking off on the job when we're just taking out the trash. [ this is probably very believable when this outfit is half-draping off of him, but it's fine. he sounds confident and casual enough in what he's saying. ] So? Are we going to have a problem?
[ Well, this Tingtanger just uh. Between your 10, 12, and 13 rolls, he just looks... uncertain. Logically, he should know this is not Jim and Jab, and yet, the outfit... it is just so convincing... ]
Ah -- jeez! You ain't from the same gang, where's your uniform?!
[ This is apparently, the only thing he really has an issue with, as he immediately looks to Charles. He also glances at Shoma, but just decides not to even start with that. ]
Quit it Jimmy, you know I'm workin' as hard as you are -- in fact, I'm workin' harder, 'cause it takes more cash to feed this body, alright? You ain't mind if I take a second gander at the old man then, do ya? Just wanna make sure it's clean.
[a pause, as he tries to remember how jim theoretically spoke.]
Listen, you bean, I don't like bein' called a liar. Don'tcha have your own job to do? What, are you gonna walk in, walk out, and try to take the credit for our work? I don't think so.
And y'know, we're being real lenient with you right now even having this conversation. So why don't ya keep your nose out of our business and run along? Ya know Boss hates having precious time wasted with simple shit.
[ I thought it would be funny for this guy to potentially be cowed by your triple onslaught of scolding him, but he rolled a nat20, so he just gets angry instead. ]
The fuck?! You think you're a buncha smart-ass beans, well! I'm gonna put you loafers back down into the ground where you belong! Don't get all cocky when your names are Jim and Jab, 'cause I'm 'bout to dim and stab you into the ground!
[ I have to work harder on this freak language than I have worked on literally any other part of this CYOA. Anyway I guess you're just suddenly thrown into Encounter #2. For what it's worth, your attempts at convincing him were REALLY good, because he does think you're actually a part of the Tingtangers. Just that being fellow gangmates doesn't necessarily mean you don't piss him off, I guess.
The dice also decreed that even though Isabel is the one with a gun, he's going for a direct stab at Charles. Again. He's just incredibly stabbable.
Effie and Saude are just going to take this opportunity to book it. ]
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Ah, meet us at the car pagodas if you would. It should be in the paperwork. Please don't be late!
[ we have charles so maybe she can't ask that... anyway she is going to hold action until charles gets his chance to react.
... but if he seems like he is losing a fight she will try to knock this guy out with the butt of her gun. again. she's not actually as trigger happy as she acts. 😔
otherwise she will just observe because it seemed like he did fine on his own last encounter even when two people were attacking him at once. ]
[january 🏞🫘 charles Request: [1d20] Roll: [2] Result: 2
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I GUESS CHARLES WRONGFULLY ASSUMES THIS GUY WOULD GO FOR ISABEL, WHO HAS A GUN, so he is caught off-guard by this tingtanger stabbing HIM instead. which is to say, he can't fully dodge it, getting a little stabby as a treat maybe before he jumps back. he is apparently losing so yeah please bonk this dude, isabel.
either way this doesn't seem good but while he theoretically has full positive energy (despite the stab) he's going to take a risk and try activating his e.g.o.? can he have fire? HOW DOES THIS WORK.]
[ Okay well, unfortunately for Charles. He does get stabbed. You are now bleeding really badly. From the neck.
Ummm.
Slightly fortunate is the way that Isabel does hit the guy with the butt of her gun, which doesn't quite knock him out but he does decide to take a second separate swing at her instead -- but he misses quite pathetically so she's alright.
Meanwhile, you get to witness Charles's fists and sword suddenly lighting up in flames as he temporarily changes out his Hawaiian get-up for a matador outfit. You can think of it as like, a temporary illusion, fit-wise, pretty much. You basically have temporary fire enveloping your physical attacks yeah!
[charles still regrets nothing though except not rolling higher!!! anyway, he feels like a flaming sword and fists should be at least a somewhat unusual sight, so if getting shot does not scare this gangster off, charles is hoping that like. swinging a sword on fire at him will. and maybe scare anyone else who might come along to check out the situation.]
And this is why we mind our own business when we have a plan we should be trying to follow! [ but he does immediately move to scuttle over to fetch bandages. listen old man, please assist. are there anything like bandages around or are we going to have to cut up overcoats to stop charles' neck from bleeding. ]
[ You are going through every experience possible, possibly, right off the bat,
but
Yeah between getting shot and getting basically done the equivalent of being run over by a flaming bull condensed into the form of a guy's punch and sword, this Tingtanger is solidly going down. He's yelling indescribably until he's just straight up shot, and all you get is the sound of licking flames and the gun's echo. You can hear shouts all around the alleyway at the commotion, so it's probably smart to get out of dodge.
Shoma can come back in to grab bandages, or what kinda passes for bandages because the pawnbroker doesn't have a medkit but I'm sure you can find some scraps of cloth that are worth more than to be used as bandages but use what you got! The old man is obviously startled at you returning back in but I don't think you're going to exactly stop and chatter.
Notably though, you feel something hot in your pocket. This is not a euphemism or anything. Remember that pocketwatch you got earlier?
anyway he is busy being tended to but he will do his best to take out the pocketwatch even though presumably more than one thing feels hot right. if he still has flames.]
I literally do not care who started it, this is, like, the worst way to get in unnoticed. [ CHARLES IS BLEEDING? WE JUST ALERTED EVERYONE TO OUR LOCATION???? but he's handing over the bandages and also taking out his pocketwatch to see what the fuck is happening here. hands? you good? ]
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[ Saude seems immensely grateful that somebody actually read her paperwork.
You won't be able to grab anything major here, unless you want to try rolling for that too. But you can grab little fun miscellany stuff, like gloves or overcoats or just random heirloom trinkets that you think will come in handy somehow. Mostly, they're just hoping that you'll wear stuff that is both practical and doesn't stick out like a sore thumb once they're in the place, though changing into Tingtang gear should fix that at least somewhat. When you're ready, they can proceed towards the casino itself. ]
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[ maybe. but mostly we just act like we're supposed to be there and if they raise a fuss, act like they're in the wrong! she's good at this stuff. her charisma should not be as low as i set it when her primary strategies are bluffing and intimidation and those usually work for her.
anyway. she's ready. ]
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is there a closet or anywhere he can throw these tied up dudes in.]
I'm good to go if we are.
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And try they did but uh, the fact that two Tingtangers went in and none came out, means that it turns out, the alleyway is absolutely teeming with Tingtangers curious to know where the feck Jim and Jab have gone. And there was no sneaking happening as Isabel opens the door and the bell jingles, letting everyone know there was activity going on here.
Someone nearby comes racing, alert, and just stares at these people. Just one whiteboy Tingtanger, one 12-year old in a poorly tailored Tingtang getup, Isabel, and your two LCCB members who look like they're ready to start dealing cards. ]
What the fuck?!
[ Girl, same. Anyway, explain yourselves. ]
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lovelace holds up her gun again! she's aiming it at this newcomer. this is a solid strategy that worked well last time. and a lot of lovelace's plans boil down to: point a gun and sound intense until people leave you alone. ]
Back away! Let us through.
I don't know what those two traitors were thinking attacking us when we're all from the same gang, but we're not sticking around to find out. This is going straight to the higher ups.
[ just telling lies i guess. ]
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You heard her. C'mon, time is money—we've got places to be, and you don't want us having to tell the wrong person you wasted ours. We got what we were owed from that old fart, so we're moving on.
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And anyway, it'd be a real shame to have to say we ran into you slacking off on the job when we're just taking out the trash. [ this is probably very believable when this outfit is half-draping off of him, but it's fine. he sounds confident and casual enough in what he's saying. ] So? Are we going to have a problem?
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Ah -- jeez! You ain't from the same gang, where's your uniform?!
[ This is apparently, the only thing he really has an issue with, as he immediately looks to Charles. He also glances at Shoma, but just decides not to even start with that. ]
Quit it Jimmy, you know I'm workin' as hard as you are -- in fact, I'm workin' harder, 'cause it takes more cash to feed this body, alright? You ain't mind if I take a second gander at the old man then, do ya? Just wanna make sure it's clean.
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[ again just. gesturing broadly with this gun!! ]
And now you don't trust that we cleared the place out.
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Listen, you bean, I don't like bein' called a liar. Don'tcha have your own job to do? What, are you gonna walk in, walk out, and try to take the credit for our work? I don't think so.
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And y'know, we're being real lenient with you right now even having this conversation. So why don't ya keep your nose out of our business and run along? Ya know Boss hates having precious time wasted with simple shit.
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The fuck?! You think you're a buncha smart-ass beans, well! I'm gonna put you loafers back down into the ground where you belong! Don't get all cocky when your names are Jim and Jab, 'cause I'm 'bout to dim and stab you into the ground!
[ I have to work harder on this freak language than I have worked on literally any other part of this CYOA. Anyway I guess you're just suddenly thrown into Encounter #2. For what it's worth, your attempts at convincing him were REALLY good, because he does think you're actually a part of the Tingtangers. Just that being fellow gangmates doesn't necessarily mean you don't piss him off, I guess.
The dice also decreed that even though Isabel is the one with a gun, he's going for a direct stab at Charles. Again. He's just incredibly stabbable.
Effie and Saude are just going to take this opportunity to book it. ]
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[ we have charles so maybe she can't ask that... anyway she is going to hold action until charles gets his chance to react.
... but if he seems like he is losing a fight she will try to knock this guy out with the butt of her gun. again. she's not actually as trigger happy as she acts. 😔
otherwise she will just observe because it seemed like he did fine on his own last encounter even when two people were attacking him at once. ]
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WELL
I GUESS CHARLES WRONGFULLY ASSUMES THIS GUY WOULD GO FOR ISABEL, WHO HAS A GUN, so he is caught off-guard by this tingtanger stabbing HIM instead. which is to say, he can't fully dodge it, getting a little stabby as a treat maybe before he jumps back. he is apparently losing so yeah please bonk this dude, isabel.
either way this doesn't seem good but while he theoretically has full positive energy (despite the stab) he's going to take a risk and try activating his e.g.o.? can he have fire? HOW DOES THIS WORK.]
We said to leave.
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and he's just here, sadly drowning in a tacky luau shirt. ]
Seriously.
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Ummm.
Slightly fortunate is the way that Isabel does hit the guy with the butt of her gun, which doesn't quite knock him out but he does decide to take a second separate swing at her instead -- but he misses quite pathetically so she's alright.
Meanwhile, you get to witness Charles's fists and sword suddenly lighting up in flames as he temporarily changes out his Hawaiian get-up for a matador outfit. You can think of it as like, a temporary illusion, fit-wise, pretty much. You basically have temporary fire enveloping your physical attacks yeah!
What you do. While you're bleeding out, I mean. ]
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... but then she is going to shoot this man. even if he's already down. don't care. need him out of the way so we can tend to an injury. ]
Enda. Go get bandages from the pawnbroker. [ THE GOOD NEWS IS WE ARE ONLY LIKE TWO STEPS OUT THE DOOR ]
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—Ow! Ow, ow, okay, not good!
[charles still regrets nothing though except not rolling higher!!! anyway, he feels like a flaming sword and fists should be at least a somewhat unusual sight, so if getting shot does not scare this gangster off, charles is hoping that like. swinging a sword on fire at him will. and maybe scare anyone else who might come along to check out the situation.]
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but
Yeah between getting shot and getting basically done the equivalent of being run over by a flaming bull condensed into the form of a guy's punch and sword, this Tingtanger is solidly going down. He's yelling indescribably until he's just straight up shot, and all you get is the sound of licking flames and the gun's echo. You can hear shouts all around the alleyway at the commotion, so it's probably smart to get out of dodge.
Shoma can come back in to grab bandages, or what kinda passes for bandages because the pawnbroker doesn't have a medkit but I'm sure you can find some scraps of cloth that are worth more than to be used as bandages but use what you got! The old man is obviously startled at you returning back in but I don't think you're going to exactly stop and chatter.
Notably though, you feel something hot in your pocket. This is not a euphemism or anything. Remember that pocketwatch you got earlier?
Its hands are glowing. ]
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step one is tend to charles so he doesn't die. step two is to get the fuck out of this place that has just heard that gunshot. my bad everyone. ]
They started it.
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anyway he is busy being tended to but he will do his best to take out the pocketwatch even though presumably more than one thing feels hot right. if he still has flames.]
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The pocketwatch's hands are glowing and it's almost like, vibrating? Charles's is glowing brightest.
Speaking of Charles. You are actually dying. ]
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