06-15-2024, 07:02 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-15-2024, 07:04 AM by Lord Windos.)
(06-14-2024, 07:17 PM)Spiritmon Wrote: Oz look at the gaze of John, and then look behind him, and then a little smile begin to show in her, a plan forming in her head.
"Well, I think you guys guys really should make a third option because some cops is coming in our direction."
To increase the level of "performance " Oz shout behind either the thug or John, whatever is in front of her!
"Police! A little help here! HELP!"
And while they are (hopefully) distracted Oz will start her plan. Time to use Oz "secret" trick we discussed in the PM. Hopefully the BBs will be to much distracted to notice Oz "trick".
Distraction!
INS (4) + Contest (2) + Perform (2) - 4 (That smile is suspicious, 'John' is no dummy, and it's kinda strange that an officer wouldn't have ran over already shouting...) = 4D6 Dice; 3 Successes required for everyone to be distracted...
(3)(4)(5)(6) Well how about that!
Both goons heads shot up in alarm, while the insincere boss tenses and glanced over his shoulder. All of them are not watching - now!
???
Accuracy: ??? + Fight (4) + ??? - 3 , Divided in Half, - 1 Success = 6D6 - 1 Dice; only 1 Success needed to escape, but need at least 3 in order to pull it off well and without serious consequences...
(5)(2)(1) (2)(4)(4) Yes, but also no!
The moment everyone distracted, you just....vanished, without a trace, escaping the Grapple in the process!
The goon that Grappled you startles at this, gapping at his empty arms in complete disbelief. The other one is surprised too, but flitches back as 'John' lets out a snarl of purest rage, swing and slugging the Grapple Goon, knocking some of their teeth lose and sending them sprawling!
"You. Fucking. Idiots! Didn't I tell you to keep eyes on that crafty bitch AT ALL TIMES?! Find her, or my big boy is going to do to you what he did to that wall flower!!!"
Both the goons yelp and dart off in different directions - the punched one taking a few seconds longer and almost getting kick to the ribs for it - searching the current location. Meanwhile the boss stays put, looking around with Keen Eyes and one hand on his Heavy Ball, his expression one of forced cheerfulness as a vein throbbed angrily on his forehead.
"Very clever of ya to slip us like that, I'll admit. You're not doing yourself any favors, though - you're just increasing the amount of shit you'll be forced to eat to settle the score between us. Come out now, and I'll fleece you for $2500 Poke and breaking you arm, Keep resisting, and you'll end up like that lily green by the time I tally up every. Fucking. Thing. You. Owe ."
...In the shadows of a nearby dumpster, far away from the trio of BBs, you find yourself after giving them the slip. You're still close enough where they could chase you down to initiate a Battle, but where you are at you have a chance to sneak away, try to hide somewhere, or even attempt to escape via scaling the buildings with one of your Mons and roof hopping away!
As you try to plan your getaway/retaliation, though, you suddenly clutch your stomach in pain and nausea, before you clutch your mouth and vomit up blood. You take 2 Lethal Damage from the strain of your technique, and feel Exhausted (- 1 to all Rolls). Ugh...that's what you get for doing that unprepared and unorthodoxly, but needs must, as the saying goes.
No time to fret over it; you need to act now.
Like the wind, I come and go as I please... but I am always there to provide a comforting breeze.
Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!
Phantom is my OTP~
Online ID: 000650
Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!
Phantom is my OTP~
Online ID: 000650


