| From: | "Randy Nickel (General)" <a-randyn@*********.com> |
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| Subject: | The Trap Sprung (Sequal to "The Trap") |
| Date: | Thu, 4 Apr 1996 13:16:17 -0800 |
>>>>>[Well lads and lasses. Here it is, I wont bore you with talk now
just sit back, grab a pint and watch the fireworks.
+++++ open tridio file 1.0.0.0
"Hold on a minute lads let me adjust the vidcam here. I've only used
these on hunts in the Tir never for combat situations. Good," the
accent is definitely Irish and is probably Warloc's. The blurred image
of a huge troll, Crush, comes into focus and you can tell that the cam
is a shoulder mount. Behind the Troll is Banshee's in the Redmond
Barrens. The sounds of urban nightlife fill the air.
"Crush want hurt Sword of God, Crush get em throw him in jail," Crush's
anger is obvious and the camera moves back a bit. "Crush not hurt
Warloc. You not worry."
"Good Crush, I've just never seen a Troll your size. I'm impressed.
Blade; Crush; make sure you both don't get futher then say 4 meters me.
I'll explain later. Also, I handed out micro-trancievers to everyone
before we split up. I'll check in on everyone's status. Kromofton, you
and Lyting, Forte are you in position?"
"Were in place. I can see ya from here. We got the drones, we got
spirits and we got guns all covering ya. Shouldn't be a problem," says
Kromofton.
"Good lads, Obtulio Varela, Johnny, and Shade are you all in place?"
"We're here and ready," the accent is not english. "So what now
chummer?"
"We wait. It is possible that this Sword of God and his goons will not
show," says Warloc.
The wait is not long. A dark van drives by the front of Banshees both
side doors fling open and there is a hail of automatic fire. Instantly
a blue crackling dome surrounds Blademaster, Crush, and Warloc. Five
individuals step out of the van and continue firing. "Die you filthy
metahuman scum, the Sword of God shall smite thee," is screamed at us
from one of the fanatics.
A great form spirit materializes in the forming of a large trash can
and begins to spray the goons with garbage. At the same time two drones
buzz down to the flanks of the of them and an electronic voice say
"Drop your weapons or we will open fire."
The driver of the van has decided that he is not quite so fanatic and
starts to peel away but is intercepted by a number of Orks and Trolls
on motorcycles sporting the colors of the Crimson Crush. The Crush
chase down the vehicle and the van stops less then a block away.
The Barrier spell is dropped by Warloc. Crush and Blade make short work
of the confused goons and they are quickly subdued. The combat is over.
The SoG flunkies are rounded up and escorted away.
+++++End trideo file 1.0.0.1
We did not get the Sword of God or Judas. The captured individuals will
be Mind Probed soon. If I find anything useful I will fill everyone in.
I appreciate everyone's help and I am glad none us got hurt and the
ambush went off well. I have not heard anything from Judas in a while
so if any of you hear anything or find anything send it out quick so we
can nail these creeps. Thanks for the assist go to Kromofton, M'noc,
Shade, Johnny Cash, Obtulio Varela, Blade, Crush, Lyting and Forte, as
well to the Crimson Crush. I owe them a keg.]
-- Warloc <13:14:14/04-04-57>
