Firefly/Serenity RPG; "Tears, Fears, Mirrors"

[Jack Bauer]

"Didn't someone tell you never shoot a man in the dick!" Marco fires 4 rounds at the vice president (1 luck point)

You pushed your luck fighting through the agony. From across the room you brought him down.

A volley from the treasurer and someone else with that same assault rifle brought you down to your knees.

Dumb and Dumber both grabbed the shotgun of the first boy you killed. Dumber died.

For the last rounds of this magazine Marco fires 4 rounds at the treasurer. (1 luck point)

[Tom Failur]

"I understand the need for secrecy. Information is one o' the most valuable things in the Verse. However, it don't pay the bills. So unless you got another way of earnin' some coin, it looks like we'll be payin' Mr Jones a visit."

"This item that Jones considers especially valuable, any clue what it is? We can't exactly filch it if we got no clue what it is. Otherwise we'll have to revert to plan B. Which involves Jones bein' tied to a chair in a small room with only Zeek and a small, sharp knife for company."

[Euphenics]

"That's what I think anyway." The deluge appears to have subsided, and Crash returns to his antediluvian occupation of taking in his surroundings.

Chiron smiled in reminiscence himself, "Anytime we have a free afternoon to ourselves we like to take the vehicles out for a race. Sometimes we wager lunch on it. Obviously we're hesitant to gamble more since they aren't stock vehicles of the same class, but it's fun in any case. Walrus here busted his teeth once on a nasty curve. You should hear him chew."

It was only more clear how small and monotonous the town was while blasting past. After a few banking turns the hovercraft came to a stop and touched down. Chiron, Harvey, and Walrus stepped out and retrieved the dufflebags. As they walked away Walrus repeated, "Watch her for us."

For the last rounds of this magazine Marco fires 4 rounds at the treasurer. (1 luck point)

Another one bit the dust...and wood chips. Too exhausted to reload, your ratio of hurt became too low to sustain your will.

Assault rifle and revolver kid exploited your moment of weakness to get a bead on you. They must have loaded hollow points, because it stuck inside of you.

Dumb finally blew you into the floor.

You weren't very lucid after you fell. They must have assumed you were dead since they didn't do much other than stomp on you and cut up your back. If you survive this, you'll be living the rest of your life with an awful lot of scars...and questions from lady friends. You vaguely made out someone upstairs shouting down, "Wie geht's?"

"Oh hey man, we're playing Alvis says. Alvis says get a ladder so we can get out of here."

Something hit the floor, "What does he say now?"

"Alvis says...start a riot!" the fraternity stormed out. Congratulations, you've created a fanatical insurgency.

What must have been hours later, you groggily woke up in a pool of your own blood. You felt intense pain as you surveyed the basement. The frat boys looted pretty much everything of value. Alvis must have spared a few besides yourself since not everyone you gunned down was there. If there was anyone you'd want to see then, it probably wasn't Hu Dini sitting on the ledge on which the stairs used to rest, "I'd help you, but I haven't seen a medical drama in years."

"I understand the need for secrecy. Information is one o' the most valuable things in the Verse. However, it don't pay the bills. So unless you got another way of earnin' some coin, it looks like we'll be payin' Mr Jones a visit."

"This item that Jones considers especially valuable, any clue what it is? We can't exactly filch it if we got no clue what it is. Otherwise we'll have to revert to plan B. Which involves Jones bein' tied to a chair in a small room with only Zeek and a small, sharp knife for company."

Foster suggested, "I imagine that he'd be inclined to station more guards around our quarry than in other areas of the compound."

[Jack Bauer]

What must have been hours later, you groggily woke up in a pool of your own blood. You felt intense pain as you surveyed the basement. The frat boys looted pretty much everything of value. Alvis must have spared a few besides yourself since not everyone you gunned down was there. If there was anyone you'd want to see then, it probably wasn't Hu Dini sitting on the ledge on which the stairs used to rest, "I'd help you, but I haven't seen a medical drama in years."

"Well see if you can find anything useful up there, like a pack of smokes or a gun bastards took just about everything. I'll patch myself up and you can tell me the harrowing story of how you managed to find me." Marco winces from pain as he opens up the medic bag, " they stole from this too, I hope there's enough left in here."

[Fester Shinetop]

It was only more clear how small and monotonous the town was while blasting past. After a few banking turns the hovercraft came to a stop and touched down. Chiron, Harvey, and Walrus stepped out and retrieved the dufflebags. As they walked away Walrus repeated, "Watch her for us."

Crash sits in the hovercraft's cabin and looks curiously around to see what sort of place he is in now.

[Tom Failur]

"I'd prefer somethin' a little more concrete but I been on missions with less intel."

Lee gets up with some noticeable effort.

"Anythin' else we should be knowin' before we get goin'? If not then is there any place near here we might be able to pick up some specialist items? I know this is a place o' learnin' but there must still be some disreputable sorts about."

[Euphenics]

"Well see if you can find anything useful up there, like a pack of smokes or a gun bastards took just about everything. I'll patch myself up and you can tell me the harrowing story of how you managed to find me." Marco winces from pain as he opens up the medic bag, " they stole from this too, I hope there's enough left in here."

Hu dropped a packet of coffin nails and some coffin nails, "Well, there are water pistols. You could drive a few nails into a plank. Er, let's see..."

Experiencing suffering beyond comprehension, you tugged bits of lead out of yourself. Struggling with the flattened rounds you gained a new appreciation of why people might want to ban them. It didn't help any that the blood gushing out of you looked like rainbows. You filled the holes with bandage foam.

Crash sits in the hovercraft's cabin and looks curiously around to see what sort of place he is in now.

You stopped at an old plaza. On a nearby building with barred windows, you recognised the logo of a security company with an unpronounceable name which you've seen around town. The young lady silently invited you into the drivers seat. Staring out the shotgun window, you couldn't see her expression behind her long black hair, which might drive you crazy.

[Jack Bauer]

"Well see if you can find anything useful up there, like a pack of smokes or a gun bastards took just about everything. I'll patch myself up and you can tell me the harrowing story of how you managed to find me." Marco winces from pain as he opens up the medic bag, " they stole from this too, I hope there's enough left in here."

Hu dropped a packet of coffin nails and some coffin nails, "Well, there are water pistols. You could drive a few nails into a plank. Er, let's see..."

Marco picks up the cigarettes and puts them in his pocket. "Ah it's going to be a week or so before this heals up fully. Fatty was smoking a bong I bet he has a lighter on him, here we are." Marco lights up and climbs the ladder with some difficulty, in fact Hu has to help on the last few rungs. "So tell me how exactly did you know where I was and where are the cops I half expected to wake up in a police hospital."

[Fester Shinetop]

You stopped at an old plaza. On a nearby building with barred windows, you recognised the logo of a security company with an unpronounceable name which you've seen around town. The young lady silently invited you into the drivers seat. Staring out the shotgun window, you couldn't see her expression behind her long black hair, which might drive you crazy.

Crash jumps into the driver's seat and makes himself comfortable at the controls. Making sure that the hovercraft is ready to go as soon as the others get back, he half explains, half apologises to the girl "If I get an offer to drive something, I just.. like.. can't say no. My sister Melody says that that's a character flaw, but my other sister Portia says that everyone has to have something that they love, otherwise what's the point in doing anything?"

He shrugs to himself "I guess if you can't change something, you've got to live with it.." and looks to see if Harvey, Walrus and Chiron are on their way back yet.

[Zeek]

"I'd prefer somethin' a little more concrete but I been on missions with less intel."

Lee gets up with some noticeable effort.

"Anythin' else we should be knowin' before we get goin'? If not then is there any place near here we might be able to pick up some specialist items? I know this is a place o' learnin' but there must still be some disreputable sorts about."

Zeek turns the page and reads for a moment longer before standing up. If he appears to be irritated, that is entirely your imagination.

[Euphenics]

"I'd prefer somethin' a little more concrete but I been on missions with less intel."

Lee gets up with some noticeable effort.

"Anythin' else we should be knowin' before we get goin'? If not then is there any place near here we might be able to pick up some specialist items? I know this is a place o' learnin' but there must still be some disreputable sorts about."

The students conversed amongst each other.

"Nothing of which we are presently aware of. If you'll excuse us, we must return to class. We will inform you of any further developments."

"We've survived in this place by interring ourselves in work, so we haven't become cozy and familiar with this town. I apologise, but I'm not aware of anything too special here. All I am able to conceive would be some of the campus departments or the odd gun shop for townies."

"We appreciate your understanding in this matter and hope for your success, however you pursue it."

Then they left.

Marco picks up the cigarettes and puts them in his pocket. "Ah it's going to be a week or so before this heals up fully. Fatty was smoking a bong I bet he has a lighter on him, here we are." Marco lights up and climbs the ladder with some difficulty, in fact Hu has to help on the last few rungs. "So tell me how exactly did you know where I was and where are the cops I half expected to wake up in a police hospital."

"Who'd leave perfectly good pipebombs behind? Oh, let me help you with that."

Either something nasty had leached into your lungs or you were smoking a really crummy cigarette, because you couldn't help but choke up on it.

Dini was evasive of the second hand smoke, "Rampaging charter houses chanting 'Alvis' aren't particularly inconspicuous. Especially since it isn't Friday night. All I had to do was trace the epicentre. The Hauptschellen police population only has a slight edge over that of unicorns. The private security is busy protecting valuable things. Sorry, I knew how much you were looking forward to police custody."

Crash jumps into the driver's seat and makes himself comfortable at the controls. Making sure that the hovercraft is ready to go as soon as the others get back, he half explains, half apologises to the girl "If I get an offer to drive something, I just.. like.. can't say no. My sister Melody says that that's a character flaw, but my other sister Portia says that everyone has to have something that they love, otherwise what's the point in doing anything?"

He shrugs to himself "I guess if you can't change something, you've got to live with it.." and looks to see if Harvey, Walrus and Chiron are on their way back yet.

Without looking at you, she turned towards you enough for you to see her raise her eyebrows and the corners of her mouth slightly.

You could hear a conversation over some sort of radio, "Of course Bert is pissed off. He busts his ass every day going to work and comes home to his loony brother in his basement apartment. The whole time Elmo's laughing and referring to himself in the third person like he's above everyone else from his penthouse because he has a trust fund."

"That neighbourhood is loaded with psychological disorders. Cookie Monster has an eating disorder. The Count has OCD or something. Who knows what Big Bird is doing with those kids."

"Oscar is probably the most sane of all of them. He knows squatting is the only logical response to the system."

[Jack Bauer]

Marco picks up the cigarettes and puts them in his pocket. "Ah it's going to be a week or so before this heals up fully. Fatty was smoking a bong I bet he has a lighter on him, here we are." Marco lights up and climbs the ladder with some difficulty, in fact Hu has to help on the last few rungs. "So tell me how exactly did you know where I was and where are the cops I half expected to wake up in a police hospital."

"Who'd leave perfectly good pipebombs behind? Oh, let me help you with that."

Either something nasty had leached into your lungs or you were smoking a really crummy cigarette, because you couldn't help but choke up on it.

Dini was evasive of the second hand smoke, "Rampaging charter houses chanting 'Alvis' aren't particularly inconspicuous. Especially since it isn't Friday night. All I had to do was trace the epicentre. The Hauptschellen police population only has a slight edge over that of unicorns. The private security is busy protecting valuable things. Sorry, I knew how much you were looking forward to police custody."

"Alright then the question now is where do we go from here." Marco takes a drag from the cigarette half coughing as he exhaled. "I need equipment I'll never be able to get my revenge on that frat house by throwing shoes at them. We need to find a heavy duty gun merchant and scrape together enough credits to pay for it, 85 will only get me so far. You didn't happen to pass any gun stores on the way here Hu?" Marco coughs some more "damn I need to get some decent smokes too, like Chesterfields or Lucky Strike."

[Fester Shinetop]

Without looking at you, she turned towards you enough for you to see her raise her eyebrows and the corners of her mouth slightly.

You could hear a conversation over some sort of radio, "Of course Bert is pissed off. He busts his every day going to work and comes home to his loony brother in his basement apartment. The whole time Elmo's laughing and referring to himself in the third person like he's above everyone else from his penthouse because he has a trust fund."

"That neighbourhood is loaded with psychological disorders. Cookie Monster has an eating disorder. The Count has OCD or something. Who knows what Big Bird is doing with those kids."

"Oscar is probably the most sane of all of them. He knows squatting is the only logical response to the system."

Crash gives the radio a bemused look. "I don't think I really understand this place. Do you all live here all the time? It seems kind of.. sort of.. not-real, if that makes sense."

[Euphenics]

"Alright then the question now is where do we go from here." Marco takes a drag from the cigarette half coughing as he exhaled. "I need equipment I'll never be able to get my revenge on that frat house by throwing shoes at them. We need to find a heavy duty gun merchant and scrape together enough credits to pay for it, 85 will only get me so far. You didn't happen to pass any gun stores on the way here Hu?" Marco coughs some more "damn I need to get some decent smokes too, like Chesterfields or Lucky Strike."

"I brought your would be lunch. I don't know if the post office is open. Perhaps they have a night deposit box for bounties. Gleich um die Ecke there was a woman who had a lorry which appeared to be full of dangerous things. She didn't seem to be very friendly towards people wearing nice shoes."

Crash gives the radio a bemused look. "I don't think I really understand this place. Do you all live here all the time? It seems kind of.. sort of.. not-real, if that makes sense."

"We're passing through. You know how it is. This isn't the strangest place we've been."

The radio didn't relent in relaying what must have been being exchanged between the most bored people in the 'Verse, "I think she was a very good game master. I never expected the final boss to hit us with Unpaid Overtime."

"And how that intern was actually the chairman. Wow."

"Why are they taking so long?" she leaned back in anguish, then looked over at you, "Want to make out?"

A crash could be heard over the wave, "What are you doing in here?" after a few gunshots it became static.

The guys came running back carrying the dufflebags, Harvey wearing a helmet. They chucked them into the boot and piled into the back. Harvey screamed, "Floor it!" You could hear gunshots outside.

[Jack Bauer]

"Alright then the question now is where do we go from here." Marco takes a drag from the cigarette half coughing as he exhaled. "I need equipment I'll never be able to get my revenge on that frat house by throwing shoes at them. We need to find a heavy duty gun merchant and scrape together enough credits to pay for it, 85 will only get me so far. You didn't happen to pass any gun stores on the way here Hu?" Marco coughs some more "damn I need to get some decent smokes too, like Chesterfields or Lucky Strike."

"I brought your would be lunch. I don't know if the post office is open. Perhaps they have a night deposit box for bounties. Gleich um die Ecke there was a woman who had a lorry which appeared to be full of dangerous things. She didn't seem to be very friendly towards people wearing nice shoes."

"That's not a bad plan Hu, we could use the bounty to help cover our costs. Then we can go see this dame of yours and hit her up for some goods. If we still don't have enough than we'll just have to convince her to have a closing out sale. Let's go to the post office."