| From: | Jeremy Smith <jsmith@*****.ORG> |
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| Subject: | GREAT. |
| Date: | Tue, 7 Feb 0136 07:32:43 -0600 |
I'm down a little money, being a Sammie, so I decide to go bounty hunting.
I ask a plainclothes cop if he's ever heard anything about ghouls
anywhere in Seattle. Of course, he tells me of something happening
in Boise, Auburn. I think he means Ghouls.
On the way there, I have to pass through a rich-man's town.
Of course, a Lone Star finds me suspicious, with a sword strapped
to the side of my bike and all (me, driving amongst Limos, etc.)
He laser tags me, and of course doesn't get a record for the bike.
So, car chase starts...thankfully, I had a souped up Blitzen, so
I outran him pretty quick-like (almost crashed....I love carma pools)
I get down to Boise, and almost get into 3 fights just trying to buy gas!
(Chinese ninja with 1 chr. not popular...but I've saved up 9 carma..so..)
Anyways, I finally get gas, and head out to some bar that my contact
mentioned.
I go in the bar, and find _several_ people with stone white faces..
"Oh bloody drek" I think...If I ask anyone where ghouls are, they'll
just jump me 'cause they ARE ghouls!
I call in for back-up an elven mage. We notice that outside
the bar, people's got a fire going, dancing and such.
Mage astrally percieves that the people around the fire are "dirty"
I think "great, we have ghouls"
So, we just stake em out until they go home, right?
Nope.
Seems that our friendly neighborhood wraith (yes folks, a wraith)
decides to visit this group of fire-dancers, and compels
each one to jump into the fire...
Freaks me and mage out....I almost get compelled to jump in myself...
We get the HELL outta there reeeeallly fast.
So what's the moral of this ole story?
A) Wraiths kick mucho bootay (hit the mage with a "wimpy" spell, mage
barely staged it down to moderate damage)
B) Never get in front of a Lone Star cop on the highways.
C) Carrying a passenger _and_ holding a dude on your shoulder
while you drive a cycle isn't that easy (i pulled it off, though)
D) ALWAYS know what the drek yer contact is talking about
(yeah, my copper contact did know that something was going
down in Boise...he was right, something REALLY big
going down)
Oh well, that's all for this story.
P.S. Anyone know a place in Seattle to find _ghouls?_
Jeremy
