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Posted: September 6th, 2010, 16:46
by Dog Pants
There's a bit of a delay, then from the other side of the door:
Presumably Mr Miseo wrote:Whossat?

Posted: September 7th, 2010, 17:41
by Roman Totale
Dirk wrote:Animal Protection League - open the door please.

Posted: September 7th, 2010, 18:07
by Baliame
Top 10 things not to say when trying to get into people's houses.

Posted: September 7th, 2010, 18:19
by Dog Pants
Bloke wrote:Ani... what? Like carriens and shit? What the fuck...
You hear clattering inside and a bit of a commotion.

Posted: September 7th, 2010, 19:20
by Roman Totale
Dirk wrote:Just open the door sir, it's for your own safety.

Posted: September 7th, 2010, 19:55
by Dog Pants
By the sounds of the activity inside, you suspect he's not behind the door any more.

Posted: September 8th, 2010, 19:54
by Roman Totale
Dirk wrote:Don't suppose either of you have a key?

Posted: September 8th, 2010, 20:49
by Joose
I'll knock.

Strength: Roll(2d10)+15:
6,5,+15
Total:26

Posted: September 8th, 2010, 20:52
by Dog Pants
It takes substantially less than the horse you apply, and the door splits vertically down the middle. Inside you see the cetral corridor of a fairly grubby and very identikit Suburbia apartment. Clattering is and hysterical shouting is coming from the door at the other end of the short corridor.

Posted: September 9th, 2010, 21:26
by Roman Totale
I shall enter and head towards the clamouring.
Dirk wrote:Calm down, you're not in trouble - I just want to talk.
Persuasion: 4,7,+5 = 16

I wonder if he has connections to those gangers that Grimmie spooked? I bet he thinks we're coming to arrest him.

Posted: September 9th, 2010, 22:02
by Dog Pants
Briony is in bed, backed to the wall and wide-eyed with terror. Mauro is half out of the window, also looking pretty scared.
Mauro wrote:Who the fuck are you?
He asks panickily.

Posted: September 9th, 2010, 22:35
by deject
Dog Pants wrote:Briony is in bed, backed to the wall and wide-eyed with terror. Mauro is half out of the window, also looking pretty scared.



He asks panickily.
I thought windows didn't open. :?

Posted: September 10th, 2010, 7:13
by Dog Pants
Shh. It's not important, it's for cinematic effect.

Did I say that somewhere?

Posted: September 10th, 2010, 8:45
by Joose
Dog Pants wrote:Shh. It's not important, it's for cinematic effect.

Did I say that somewhere?
iirc one of the previous buildings we went to had windows that didn't open. I figured it was like some real world buildings where the higher up windows didn't open but the ground level ones did. Or, you know, it could just be that this is a different building, so has different windows :)

Posted: September 10th, 2010, 10:34
by Roman Totale
Dirk wrote:Apologies madam, we thought you might have been in danger. Please don't panic, we're actually here to help.

Get dressed and I shall explain.

Erm, do you want me to leave the room whilst you change?
Fix'd

Posted: September 10th, 2010, 10:46
by Grimmie
I think Roman's either gone insane, or has forgotten how to use quote tags.

Posted: September 10th, 2010, 11:43
by Roman Totale
Posting from mobile - trick to put tags in!

Posted: September 10th, 2010, 16:30
by Dog Pants
I'd say most windows don't open - the weather's always shit on Mort so there's no need. However, occasionally there'll be a fire exit or something and the window will open onto that. Mort architecture is described as having lots of catwalks and fire escapes and things, as well as larger suspended walkways. Anyway, back to the point.
Briony, still panicking wrote:Who are you? What's wrong?

Posted: September 10th, 2010, 17:51
by Roman Totale
Dirk wrote:SLA Operatives - my name is Dirk. My colleagues are Eraser and K'Trr. We need to speak to you about your employer, Ms. Sumner. We have reason to believe she may be trying to frame you for something...or worse.

We need to know everything about her and your relationship with her. Have you found anything incriminating at work recently, for example.
I'll also do a lil Detect roll, just cos.

Detect: 2,9,+8 = 19

Posted: September 10th, 2010, 18:39
by Dog Pants
There's an Oyster on a table on the other side of the room, sitting on top of a few files.
Briony wrote:Erm, okay. Can I meet you somewhere? I'd rather not do it here.
Mauro, moodily wrote:What the fuck have you been doing Bri? I fucking told you that job would end up as trouble.