Link to Seth's rundown on session #1: http://brassdice.blogspot.com/2013/05/philly-on-fire-1.html
James' Short Story:
For the last few weeks I've been working with this woman, Eva. I met her by chance at a bar. She's been great, helping me follow a particularly juicy lead on the Rax. She's also hot as hell, which is of course a serious bonus. Reg thinks she's up to something but he's full of shit. Probably just jealous. So we've been spending quite a few evenings together -- enjoyable evenings. Tonight was especially enjoyable -- until everything went to hell in a naked, flaming handbasket.
My first clue that I was in trouble came when the bedroom door burst open and in shuffled ... Cthulu, or the Beast from the Tentacle Dimension or something. Clutched in its tentacles was a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates. "Happy Anniversary, honey!" it cried. [Maybe tonight should be called "Bat-Shit Insane Night".] Eva gave Mr Tentacles a guilty look, then turned what I can only describe as an apologetic glance to me. Oh great. The Hottest Chick in Philadelphia is the girlfriend of the Creature from the Black Lagoon. I lost no time in bailing out the window. The second-story window. My instincts kept me from breaking a leg, but I was cut up by the glass. Look out, Philly: naked Australian at twelve-o'clock. Wait, that might not be so odd in this city. I was going to get arrested for public nakedness, but that was the least of my worries. I must've turned the wrong corner, because I ran smack into a pack of not-so-friendly neighbourhood thugs. I think they were expecting me, because they didn't even laugh at my nakedness. I wish they had. As it was I had no time to prepare a defence. As one, they jumped me. I woke up blindfolded, bound, gagged, upside-down, and still naked. In walked Eva. I'd recognise the click of those heels anywhere. She mocked me for a few minutes, then introduced a man who needs no introduction: Europe's most inept bounty hunter, Le Rien.
Just as I was pondering how to get out of this predicament, the place exploded. I fell a few feet and landed painfully on a heap of sharp, pointy rubble. Not knowing where anything was, I just started squirming my way over the mess. I heard Le Rien and Eva shouting, and I also heard Reg's voice. Shit. What the hell was Reg doing here? Being tied up and blindfolded, I couldn't tell what was going on. There was a shot, a scuffle, and then nothing. I kept crawling until I heard sirens. The cops collected me, not without checking me for injuries, but also not without plenty of snarky remarks about my condition and how I might've ended up that way. I gave them the rundown on what had happened, less the tentacled monster. They took me to hospital to get patched up, then booked me for public nudity.
Open threads:
* Eva Maslow (White Court Vampire) survives. Has Sterling's mobile and wallet.
* Le Rien survives. It's only a matter of time before the world at large knows he successfully captured Sterling, even if only for a brief time.
* Reg captured.
=It's likely Sterling's involvement with Eva is at least part of what allowed her and Le Rien to frame Charon for the murders.=
New stunts:
* "I'm Gonna Let This .45 Do The Translatin' For Me" - use Guns skill for Intimidate
* Supreme Concentration - Discipline is Fantastic (+6) when it would modify another skill
Guns raised from (+5) to Fantastic (+6) *** I can't actually do this because of the pyramid structure of the skills? **
Resources and Presence switched
+1 Refresh
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