Thank you everyone for the good replies but I still call out to all the newcomers I see joining up. Just today a new Innmate named Renagade joined, welcome to you Mr Renegade to the Inn, but tell us please what made you sign up. Come one everyone, show us old timers what is it about the Inn that caught your eye, help us feel young again.

Home Sweet Home

And thanks Ody.

thanbaiso1. But I got to him before Grugg 

I think what I'm going to do is go through the full innmate list and any name that sounds funky I'll check it and if it has a website link to any type of gambling site. Then I'll submit the names for banning and if I get the ok I'll ban them myself. 

Ok I'm curious. I see people joining the Inn all the time and I'm wondering how did you find the Inn and what made you join?

Was it the cool Dragon on our front page?

Was it our Webcomics page.

Was it a particular thread, person, or game? 

I'll start off................

For me I was directed to the Inn in 2004 by an Innmate and former friend named Kyle. I knew Kyle in real life as we had first met when he answered a posted ad by me for players needed to join the table top version of the Trilogy War game back in 2000 along with Keeper of Dragons. In 2003 I was diagonosed with a non-cancerous brain tumor that needed to be removed quickly. Well after my brain surgery had left me temporally unable to speak or keep a long term focus on things, Kyle saw that the Inn would be a great place place for me to just hang out and play AD&D and help me learn how to get my brain working once more all without having to speak a word out loud. So everyday I walked 2 miles to the library, was not allowed to drive due to the surgery, to get on a free computer to go to the Inn and post in the games I had joined. There were quite a few, I think at one time I was in 7 games, 2 of which I was playing in with 2 different accounts.  Needless to say I'm still here so he must have been right and for that I will always be thankfull to him.

Ok so now its your turn what brought you here and why did you sign up?

Some harrowing times Olan for sure we at the Inn can be glad your new family member and your wife all made it through in good shape. How is your wife now, I hope getting a measure of rest, tell her I send all my well wishes and mental healing for a fast recovery.

Welcome back to the game Giddy glad to see your up and posting again. Also I liked your post with Bloodbank fighting with his inner demons gives him more depth.

ttbd

vuachoibai.

Yep we have always tried to keep Grugg well feed.

Address, X00032:8.Y00001:12.Z00054:5 | Night City Integrate | Midcity | UrbanZone - March 9th, Day 3 (Sunday), 4:05 AM PST
Weather Conditions: High City (Thunderstorms, 15mph winds from the NE.) | Midcity (Rain, 10mph winds from the NE.) | Undercity (Fog and Rain, no winds.)
Air Quality Index: High City = 25 | Midcity = 42 | Undercity = 75 (masks required)

As much as Casino disliked Starlight’s watchdog he had to admit Charlie’s idea was better then his own. The big solo could not help but smile, after all he had asked for a better one. To Casino rescuing the kid had fallen in priority to just becoming a step in the process of getting to Vegas, to rescuing him or avenging him. The quicker they accomplished that, the quicker they could get what mattered most to Casino.

Not saying a word Casino nodded his head in agreement and let Charlie do his thing….

phukienx.

Thank you Dragon-Soul for your very kind words. I've been a member here for a very long time and there are so many things I love about it and Innmate interaction is top of the list. I hope you stay for a very, very, long time also.

As Casino ended his plan both Fixer and Charlie spoke up. Fixer speaking first.

"What are the odds that the Reef Alt-Cult are in on the whole Jace thing? I don't know much about the cults. I'm guessing it just happens to be in their building, but if we go all 'blunt truth' with them they will now know. If their in on it, that is a problem. If they aren't, they likely are going to want some sort of cut in on the action. That might be out action. Or, if we are lucky, we might make it in on the kidnappers action." He shook his head knowing he didn't really know what to suggest. "Just something to keep in mind if we meet them. This is not my area. I don't have any better ideas."

He took off his mask and tucked in his bag. "I guess we go in." He turned and grinned at Echo. "Come on sweetheart. Lets go be lovey-dovey. Think it'll make the big guy jealous when he suggested it?" He winked at her and added, "once more into the breach . . ."

Before Casino could reply, Charlie spoke up, the arrogance in his voice almost causing the big solo to draw one of his Predator pistols and knee cap him.

“I was asked to oversee this group by starlight, to keep you guys grounded and informed, you are now being informed. Like you said nothing personal. Your current assessment for this situation is flawed, If you enter that place without my help, you risk being attacked by either a whaleboy /girl or maybe a shark wo/man with a torpedo spear. My suggestion is to wait until I can make contact and get us inside. Unless anyone else here can speak “ The philosophies of Aqua Genesis, with their emphasis on self-evolution and racial Destiny” then please by all means take the lead”

Casino thought for a moment and could not help but smile.

“By all means Charlie go on in the rest of us will wait right here. Nothing personal”

A bow and a wave of his big hand as if ushering him into an expanse building, Casino moved out of the way allowing Starlight’s “Overseer” to move past him.

Address, X00032:8.Y00001:12.Z00054:5 | Night City Integrate | Midcity | UrbanZone - March 9th, Day 3 (Sunday), 4:05 AM PST
Weather Conditions: High City (Thunderstorms, 15mph winds from the NE.) | Midcity (Rain, 10mph winds from the NE.) | Undercity (Fog and Rain, no winds.)
Air Quality Index: High City = 25 | Midcity = 42 | Undercity = 75 (masks required)

The address, X00032:8.Y00001:12.Z00054:5 places the building that the edgers now have under scrutiny on the outskirts of the shoreline warehousing. There’s barely any space between the west side of the building and the chain link fence that separates the residential from the industrial. Dingy mildewed cement rises up three meters from the street level, marked by combat, decay, and gangs so as to barely be recognizable as cement. There are caged windows set into this base level; a meter wide and half a meter tall, right at the street level. Though the bars are rusted and more than one is slightly bent, the security appears to at least keep people from crawling into the “basement” level.

Each floor above that is walled in by red brick with thin darker brown mortar. The windows on these levels are roughly thirty-eight by forty-three centimeters and most have cracked glass or missing glass despite the bars that are in place for security. Where there is no glass, there’s plastic bags, cardboard, or even cut up shipping containers to keep the weather out.
The stoop is center in the building and rises five steps, roughly two and a half meters, before a three meter by five meter landing leads up to the outer door. This door is a dented and spray painted black metal portal with a broken off handle. Getting inside doesn’t look like it will be a problem, at least as far as physical obstructions are concerned. According to the address from the file, Rya Mendez—the Upstairs Downstairs, Inc. employee who appears to be so very friendly with Jace and who worked the night of his disappearance—resides on the 12th floor at the intersection of 8 and 5, which would put her roughly in the middle of the building. One disturbing tag on the dented metal door keeps staring the party in the face: a circle with a shark rising from the bottom portion, teeth visible… the sign of the Reef Alt-Cult.

“There’s no intranet that I can plug into,” Blossom says just loud enough for the others to hear over the wind ripping down the street.
“There are a number of VPNs operating off of singular satellite ISPs but the building isn’t wired or wireless. Too poor, I guess. I’m not even gonna venture to guess what kind of mess the core mind is. Makes me want to cry how these things have been left to develop on their own.”

“So, what?” Bloodbank muses. “Do we just walk in the front door like we belong here?”

“And what’s the plan if we run into opposition?” Echo adds, dipping her head towards the Reef symbol crudely painted on the door that they have all been eyeballing for the past couple of minutes

Casino had been studying the lay out and entrance way and had a bad feeling that this was not going to go well. The big solo was reminded of a very old, almost ancient, movie he had once seen called the Raid: Redemption. In the film an elite 20 man heavily armed police squad is tasked to infiltrate a high rise building, run by a druglord, and occupied by his army of thugs, dealers, armed addicts and bodyguards to take him into custody. Needless to say for the most part the movie did not end well for the cops. However if Jace was inside that was where they had to go to at least talk to this Rya Mendez.

(Next part is all conjuncture as I’m not sure if anything will be correct as I do not remember how everyone is dressed.)

With no one having put forth any sort of idea Casino knew that, with the absence of Vegas, they were somehow they all looking at him as leader.

“Ok here’s what we are gonna do. Echo, Fixer and myself will go into the building to find this Rya Mendez. Reason, Echo’s dress pegs her as a nomad, no affiliation to any banger or alt-cult. Fixer also because his dress its clear he ain’t a rival cult threat. Me, its pretty clear I’m muscle and with no cult facial markings, pretty much most likely guarding one of these two. Plus Fixer, Echo, act all lovey dovey that may buy us some good will long enough to let whoever asks know why we are there Also if asked we don't have time to be coy so its blunt truth all the way on tracking Jace. We go in without masks, masks might be taken as we have something to hide, and cause concern. We don’t want that”

Turning to the rest....

“Blossom keep working on any building security that Neo-corp’s ID, Ghlahn your Cee-Metal affiliation is a no go inside, with Bloodbank, cover Blossom and the front door. No separations this time say, in sight of each other, and contact. We can’t have any more unintentional lone wolf crap like Ghlahn and myself were forced into. You all hear gunfire be ready to cover OUR six.”

Then he faced Charlie the last of the group......

“Ok nothing personal but before you ask why not you joining us three inside, that's easy, you look too corporate. There is no reason why a corp big wig, or anything else related to a corp, should be in this area. Please stay by the jeep, try again to reach Starlight, and be ready to haul ass out of here with us and maybe Jace onboard.”

A deep breath......

“Any questions or a better idea?”

He addressed the rest of the group. Deep down Casino could only hope for one as his was not the most success guaranteed……….

(Ok best from me any better idea's please please feel free to post them)

Wasss up chilly willy

Character point rt? Put 1 in Handgun and 1 in SMG. Could you send me then the updated sheet or do you have them someplce we can access ourselves?

So what your saying is the more of a pain in the ass I am the more CP I get? ((Thinks Evil Thoughts))

Alley Outside the Upstairs Downstairs Inc. Building | Night City Integrate | Midcity | UrbanZone - March 9th, Day 3 (Sunday), 4:05 AM PST
Weather Conditions: High City (Thunderstorms, 15mph winds from the NE.) | Midcity (Rain, 10mph winds from the NE.) | Undercity (Fog and Rain, no winds.)
Air Quality Index: High City = 25 | Midcity = 42 | Undercity = 75 (masks required)

"Crap. Anybody really know what the hell we got ourselves into? I don't. And I don't think I can remember that many bodies.  What happened in that hospital when there was a shootout? Might it be that?" He looked at Casino for a second and then shook his head.

"It doesn't matter at the moment. We have three tasks we need to hit real fast and really efficiently. 1. Save the kid. 2 Save Vegas. 3. Deal with this neo-corp mess." He glanced at Casino as he finished. "Not necessarily in that order. Casino, am I right that you are still hot for heading after Vegas? I'll help with that at some point - I admire your loyalty and we are all in some sort of mess here. But not yet, I don't think. If you go, start by just scouting things out. Try and find out where they are and figure out a plan. But if you want my advice, don't go in yet. Wait for the rest of us. I can't stop you if you want to play John Wayne, but your odds go up with backup." He looked around at the rest of the group.

"Meanwhile, while Casino and maybe Echo are figuring out how to tackle that problem we need to solve another one - the kid. I say we high tail it after that boy - and try to make contact with Starlight one the way. I wish I had confidence we haven't been left out to dry, but maybe. Maybe she's got something on our side. Maybe team two will be useful and not just more pressure up our ass. Lets find the kid, make contact with Starlight and then return to find out what Casino has found."

The big solo, still a little concerned over the P.D.A from Echo, quietly listened to what the techie and the rest had to say and with each calming breath knew them all to be right.

“It’s like you’ve never ran the Edge before, Ken Doll,” Blossom juts her hip out to the left and rests her arm on her bag, Casino’s reflection prominent in her heart shaped sunglasses. “This Team Two or B Team that everyone keeps gibbering on about isn’t one of Starlight’s. Santa brought on another team because we’ve been too slow for Santa’s liking. That means that our clock is even shorter. Splitting the team is about as smart as calling a Reefer tuna. Dividing our resources is just plain stoo-pid.”

“I’m not vying for a leadership position,” Bloodbank commands the conversation once again. “But my suggestion is that we focus on this rescue op, make sure Starlight has nothing to regret by hiring us, and then see if when all things have come to light, she can help with the Vegas situation.”

“Buy some time with those nutjobs on the other end of the walkie,” Echo says softly, her demure eyes locked on Casino’s. “Let’s play this out smart."

“No the ER fight has nothing to do with this I think. I only killed five not seven and I can’t see that bunch of idiots tied to a Neo-Corp unless they were hired. If so still no reason to come after us over some dead hires. How many guards did you waste or wound at the school, were they Neo-Corp sec for the school?” Taking a few more deep breaths Casino looked over the group as it now stood.

First there was Fixer, a techie not a hired gun at all, though he had proven himself in the gunfight in front of the Rat Pack Club. Then there was Echo, a well geared up nomad not afraid to shoot as needed, from what he had been told of the school gunfight, but again no true killer. Blossom, Netrunner, Bloodbank, Medtech and finally Ghlahn, Solo, the only other hardcore hired killer on the team with Vegas gone. No doubt in Casino’s mind, reuniting with him was a priority. However there was still one thing unaccounted for.

“Blossom any chance you figured out the owner of that second high priced agent” He asked figuring the first first one the netrunner had totally cleaned for his use. “Did it belong possibly to a Neo-Corp big wig?”

((Ok I’ll backpost to any reply as needed))

“Ok you are all right, running after my partner is more then likely gonna get me killed, so first lets touch base with Starlight, make sure she knows whats coming her way along with ours. Second reunite with Ghlahn now more then ever with Vegas gone we are gonna need him. Third we head for the kid while Starlight gets more info on the assholes after us. Fourth we grab the kid, get him safe for a hand off, then turn to this Neo-Corp enemy”

The rest could see that his next words hurt.

“If Vegas is alive, we rescue, if dead, hopefully with help we unleash payback. Agreed?”……………………..

Alley Outside the Upstairs Downstairs Inc. Building | Night City Integrate | Midcity | UrbanZone - March 9th, Day 3 (Sunday), 4:05 AM PST
Weather Conditions: High City (Thunderstorms, 15mph winds from the NE.) | Midcity (Rain, 10mph winds from the NE.) | Undercity (Fog and Rain, no winds.)
Air Quality Index: High City = 25 | Midcity = 42 | Undercity = 75 (masks required)

“Where, when?”

“Twelve ten vertical, eighty-fourth street. The sooner the better.”

“Oh, one more thing. We have the boy’s location, straight trade, agreed?”

“I don’t care about your sick habits. Blood will be repaid in blood. Your team ended seven of mine, so I will take ten of you in return. If there aren’t ten of you to take, I’ll move on to your family and friends until I have an accounting.
“Your buddy, Vegas was nice enough to spill some beans once we doped him with Truther. The only reason he’s still alive is because he is convinced you’ll come looking for him and when you do… that’s when the accounting starts.” The ominous message cuts off abruptly with a slight squeak of the walkie.

What the hell Casino thought to himself too stunned to talk. Ten for seven of his dead? His brain working over time he went back over the past few days.

“Echo is also going with me,” he addresses the remainder of the team. “I could use your skills, but I know that the boy may come first for you. I got nothing value-wise to offer you to make up for the loss in cred's that you'll take coming with us, but a personal IOU. If you decide to go after the boy, good luck.”

Turning away to look towards nowhere, the rest of the conversation was lost on him until his attention was snapped back by Echo's trembling voice.

“If the drug is that expensive then we aren’t dealing with—” a glaze rolls across the pretty nomad’s frightened eyes. “—a Neo-Corp.”

A Neo-Corp sec team? what the hell? Why would they claim this group had killed seven of them? Thinking quickly Casino played back the number of dead so far on this run.

1st the bangers outside of the club that Fixer, Vegas and he had killed there were what, only four, five, of them. Clearly they could not be linked to a Neo-Corp, could they?

2nd the fight in the ER, five dead there for sure by his own hand, but how many in the waiting room by the cops, could that be it. Could the Leader been hired by this Corp to kill a rival? But if such why spend all this just to get him and the rest of the group just hire a new bunch of idiots and be done. Plus it was only him that did the killing there why target everyone?
And were they actually dealing with a Corp to begin with 

Too many fucking questions. All Casino knew was his partner, his only true friend, was either being held as bait or dead and only Echo and he were headed into this trap to help.

Looking to the group, Casino takes a deep breath, ”Well looks like I’m out—Echo and I—as you heard, are going after Vegas.”

“Um,” Echo closes her eyes and looks directly into Casino’s when she opens them again. “I believe them, Casino. I’ve experience with the Neo-Corps and this sounds exactly like something they’d do.” Stepping closer, she unwraps the balaclava revealing her pouty lips and smooth, tan flesh. Placing her right hand on his chest, she looks up at the solo and stands on her tiptoes to plant a passionate kiss on his lips. The kiss lasts for fifteen seconds before Echo slowly pulls away and meets his eyes with a shy gaze.

“I don’t want to die, Casino. And I don’t want you to die"

Totally caught off guard the big solo steps back not knowing what the hell just happened. Never had he expected such a public display of what was building between them, or that for her, that it had reached such a level in so short a time. In that instance Casino felt something he had not in a long time. Was it love for a daughter or a new romance with the young girl, whatever it was, she was right. Also the big solo thought to himself what would Vegas do. Certainly not run into an obvious trap.

A deep breath to calm himself he looked towards Bloodbank, the feel of Echo’s lips still on his.

“Ok you say finish the run, find the boy, yada yada. I kinda think based on what these people know, Vegas alive or not, we need to deal with this. Starlight needs to know that she is compromised and this ain’t no rescue op no more and her ass is on the line just the same as us and we need to pool resources together as a team, her people and us.”

A quick glance at Blossom to acknowledge she had already sent off a message,

“Let the B team get the boy as I think our time would be better spent finding out who these choomba’s are and removing them as a direct threat to our health, then rescuing some rich kid."

Looking at all of them awaiting thier reactions, a fresh question came to Casino’s mind. “What the hell did he mean he lost seven of his to this group? What the hell happened while I was not with you all?”...................

I'll try to get a post up tommorrow but gonna be a busy reorganzing day. Out of Character I think I may know who these guys are but in character no clue.

Ok I took out all mention of Ghlahn and trying to contact him.

And at that time Casino had no agent having just sold it. Crap and Bloodbank took Ghlahn walkie. Ok will adjust my post.

My post stands. If Echo bails all the better as Casino would prefer her safe then where he is going. The only member of the party whose help he really wants is Ghlahn's as he knows the sniper has no qualms killing someone and as Casino himself is a stone cold killer.
The big solo knows his chances at getting Vegas back are slim but the've been partners for a very long time and close friends and Casino still feels guilty for his earlier actions of anger directed at him. Gonna take some strong talking to get him to change his mind.

Well I'll be a steak fingered buckeye it is Eol. Damn dude we been missing your face licks something fierce lol Welcome back my friend and like those before, glad to hear life is looking up.

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