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Post by Bloodmancer on May 3, 2017 22:17:55 GMT -5
Look for suspicious people anywhere, It's getting late and their are always suspicious people in the dark.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 3, 2017 22:27:54 GMT -5
You look for suspicious people within the confines of your soul.
You find one immediately.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 4, 2017 13:32:21 GMT -5
Roy
You set off blindly into the night with no particular destination in mind. You head to...
1, 3
Time: Day 0, Night
Location: Herald Main Office
Luck: 30/60 - Success
Spot Hidden: 11/25 - Strong Success
You head to the newspaper office and spot a figure creeping around in the shadows. They're dressed all in black, and crawling out of a well-lit office...
Wait. That's... the woman you ate lunch with? You... think. Didn't she say she worked here? What is she up to?
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Post by Bloodmancer on May 6, 2017 0:56:11 GMT -5
"Wait a second... What the hell is going on here!!" Roy screams in his head.
Follow from the greatest possible distance without losing sight, taking care not to be an idiot.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 6, 2017 1:07:41 GMT -5
Roy
Move to Midtown.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 14, 2017 22:59:29 GMT -5
Roy
You return to your "home" in the alleys. It's late. It's time to sleep. For now.
Day 1 (Wednesday)
You wake up to find a pair of stray cats fighting nearby. Not... your most restful night...
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Post by Bloodmancer on May 15, 2017 3:45:24 GMT -5
With aloud sigh Jenkin's pops his back. Great. What a wonderful life. Plus more fucking beautiful dreams.
"I guess I should get started..."
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Post by Bloodmancer on May 15, 2017 16:58:34 GMT -5
((Okay now that I can actually think straight...))
Roy looks around and lets out another yawn. He grimaced at his dirty clothing but says nothing as he gathers up his gear. Time to get some more information, and possibly more tools and such...
"I wonder what the hell that Althea bitch was doing last night... I seriously thought she was doing something wrong. Huh. I should actually start thinking about things before I do them..."
Fuck. Look for Althea at her office.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 15, 2017 19:26:29 GMT -5
Roy
Time: Day 1, Morning
Location: Herald Main Office
You make your way to the main office of the local news conglomerate. You stroll right through the front door, getting some odd looks but without anyone stopping you. You head to the front desk and... happen to find her working it. She's scribbling something on her notepad and not looking when you approach.
"Hey, welcome to the Herald, how can I help youuuuugh..." She makes a sound like a deflating balloon when she looks up.
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Post by Bloodmancer on May 15, 2017 21:11:17 GMT -5
"What the fuck was that?" Roy hisses at her.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 16, 2017 13:52:42 GMT -5
Roy
"I don't have the slightest idea what yer talkin' 'bout," Alethea lies.
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Post by Bloodmancer on May 16, 2017 16:26:34 GMT -5
"Sure you don't. I know you're lying... jumping around in... and breaking into mafia territory..." Roy seems thoughtful for a moment. "I know your looking for something... that's why you've posed as a Reporter... so you can question people without raising to much suspicion... I need answers!"
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Post by Vitsheep on May 17, 2017 14:32:25 GMT -5
Roy
Anger flashes across Alethea's face. "I ain't posin' as a reporter," she spits. The anger vanishes just as quickly as it appeared. A few people walk by the front desk. "I was working here in the office all night last night. Now, if yer just here to levy a buncha baloney accusations, I'm'ma have ta call security an' have you removed."
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Post by Bloodmancer on May 17, 2017 16:43:13 GMT -5
"Hmmm... look, I just want to know what happened last night with all that weird ninja stuff... and I guess apologize for ruining it. I thought you where trying to do something... evil.
Fine, I guess I'll take my leave if you won't tell me the truth... I really guess I can't help you out then..."
Roy begins to walk towards the exit.
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Post by Vitsheep on May 17, 2017 16:49:40 GMT -5
Roy
"I don't got any idea what yer talkin' about," Alethea says definitively. "I would never do anything like that."
Roy's Idea check: 38/55 - Success
You start to walk away when you realize how many people are coming and going. Y'know... maybe this isn't the best time or place to talk about that sort of thing.
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