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The Xerian Frontier

Zelina Xervia

VTOL Pilot: Human




Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11



Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5




Sighing Zelina calmed down "Alright, let's go by air. It's quick, we can chase him down a hell of alot easier, and it will scare the crap out of him."


She gave an angry glare at Max "Unless he disagrees."
 
Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human




Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7



Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10


"Yeah, no way we're going by air. Too noisy, no way we'd be able to catch him. Besides, he'd be too difficult to get in the air. Look, he may be a dealer but he still needs a supplier. If we wait and then ambush him, we could find the supplier."
 
Lewis says "We're certainly going to want to take the dealer with ground force. Bringing in a chopper would just be excessive. If we find his supplier, then we'll probably want some air support".


He grabs his submachine gun and he leads them towards the park.


There's a black van parked out there, with a guy in a suit and fedora smoking a very big cigar.


Lewis smiles and whispers "That's him, right there!"
 
Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human




Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7



Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10




Max looks around. "Anyone see anyone? I doubt he'd come alone."
 
Lewis nods and says "That's a good point. Perhaps we should look around and see if there are any more people around here".


Lewis quickly surveys the area.


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He says "Hm. I don't see anything. Can you?"
 
Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human




Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7



Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10




Max peeks out and pulls up his recon binoculars, attempting to get a better look.


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Maxwell notices a few suspicious individuals. Two, to be exact. There's a car parked in the corner of his eye that still has a person in it, and there's a person who appears to be homeless sleeping next to a suspiciously nice trombone case.
 
Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human




Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7



Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10




"I see some guys," Max says, eyeing the two. "I can't confirm anything, they aren't bearing arms or anything, but they're definitely strange." Max relays the info of who, where, and what they are.
 
Zelina Xervia

VTOL Pilot: Human




Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11



Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5




"I don't have a gun." Zelina said flatly realizing she didn't have a side arm on her.
 
Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human




Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7



Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10




Max sighed gently and pulled out his revolver, offering it to her. "Here, you can borrow this. I want it back though."
 
Lewis said "Alright, here's my game plan: I'll try and arrest that guy, and if any of his 'friends' decide to show up, you guys can back me up. How does that sound?"


He unholsters his submachine gun and starts to walk over there, if nobody tries to stop him.
 
Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human




Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7



Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10




Max, not knowing who Lewis is or his position, simply nods and assumes he's a trained police officer. "Sure, you probably have more legal authority here than I do."
 
Zelina Xervia

VTOL Pilot: Human




Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11



Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




"Thanks Maxy." Zelina said taking the Revolver from him. Seeing Lewis unholster his machine gun Zelina spoke up. "How about instead of scaring him away by having a cop walk upto him with an SMG, you let the pretty lady talk to him?"
 
Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human




Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7



Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10




"A 'pretty girl' walking up to a drug dealer away from public eye with guards? Do you not see how that will end? No, we need to send Lewis out as an officer of the law and formally arrest him. We're covering him.
 
Lewis raises his eyebrow at her calling herself a 'pretty girl'. He says "I don't think that'd be a great idea. He has friends backing him up, and a girl just walking up and trying to seduce him will probably strike him as suspicious."


He then rubs his chin. "I suppose we could just all go at once and arrest him. I dunno, what do you guys think?"
 
Zelina Xervia

VTOL Pilot: Human




Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11



Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




Zelina sighed and walked to wards the dealer. "He-ey I was wondering if you had something for a party?"


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"I have some stuff why?" The man replied unawares of the threat in a cute dress which he just let get into reach.


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Lewis frowns when she just runs off. Lewis screams in a whisper "Wait! We haven't..."


But he stops. She ran off. Just best to sit and if she gets in trouble, run and try to save her.


The dealer turns around and opens up a briefcase. Inside, Zelina might be able to see a blunderbuss. Not the muzzle-loading weapon, but a semi-modern shotgun used primarily for fowling. In addition, there's some bags of black powder. He says "How much are you looking for?"
 
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Zelina Xervia

VTOL Pilot: Human




Stamina: 5


Willpower: 5


Strength: 3


Agility: 3 (+5)


Intelligence: 7


Dexterity: 11



Charisma: 5


Stealth: 3


Perception: 12




Stats


HP: 50/50


MP: 50/50


Money: 50 Grams


Status Effects: None




AV-9


VHP: 50/50


VMP: 50/50


Status: Flying




GUA-5 Autocannon


Ammo: 50/50


Ammo Cost: 9


Damage: 5


Speed +5




Revolver


Ammo: 40/40


Ammo Cost: 1


Damage:x3




"How much are you willing to sell?" As she says this she crosses her legs and innocently put her hands on the small of her back. She then makes a jesture for the others to circle around. Then she goe s to grab the dealer's wrist. She manages to get it halfway behind his back when he turns around and breaks free.


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They both reach for their guns, and the dealer grabs his gun first.


He pulls the trigger, a few sparks of white plasma come out of it.


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[Zelina takes 50 damage]


It's a perfect head-shot. Luckily, the gun was set to the 'stun' setting, so she doesn't die. However, it does knock her out instantly, and leaves her with a horrible concussion.


Lewis, hearing the gunshot, runs towards Zelina. He sees the dealer with the shotgun. The Dealer tries to shoot at Lewis.


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The dealer's gun jams, allowing Lewis to shoot him.


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Lewis unloads his weapon into the dealer, KOing him.


[Lewis has 26 MP remaining]


The 'suspicious individuals' appear, with their weapons. One's carrying a baseball bat, the other's carrying a tribal war axe. They both wave their weapons menacingly.
 
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Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human




Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7



Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 120/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 32/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10


E: ?




Max quickly levels his gun at the one carrying the axe. Time to test drive this new gun. Sure as hell did a number on us.





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There's a reason the expression "Bringing a knife to a gunfight" exists. The thug is still a ways away when Max fires.


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He unloads, emptying a clip into the thug


[The thug now has 0 HP]


The thug falls, dead to the ground. Max sighs in relief.
 
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Lewis sees the other thug run towards him with the baseball bat.


He readies his firearm as the thug swings the baseball bat.


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[Lewis takes 60 damage, he has 10 HP remaining]


[Lewis has 12 MP remaining]


Lewis is hit first, and falls to the ground, severely damaged. As he falls, he pulls the trigger on his weapon, causing a plasma blast to come out of his weapon.


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[Thug takes 30 damage-has 50 HP remaining]


[Thug has 56 MP remaining]


It hits the enemy thug in the face, injuring him as severely as it can in one shot. The thug starts shouting off expletives as the plasma burns his face, but doesn't kill him.
 
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Maxwell Teller

Recon Corps: Human




Stamina: 10 [+2]


Willpower: 4


Strength: 3


Agility: 4


Intelligence: 14


Dexterity: 7



Charisma: 1


Stealth: 5


Perception: 7 [+2]




Health: 80/120


MP: 40/40


Money: 193




Semi-Auto Gun


Ammo: 24/40


Ammo Cost: 8


Damage: x10


Max turns in time to see Lewis get hit. He yells at the thug, distracting him before he can hit Lewis again. The thug rushes him as Max raises his gun.


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Unfortunately, Max and Lewis were close to each other before the attack began. Max is pulling the trigger when the strike makes contact.


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The strike makes contact, bruising Max's face hard. The gun bursts off right after the hit makes contact.


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The bullet fires, but after being hit his accuracy was a tad off. It hits him in the shoulder, rather than the head. He recoils in pain, but remains standing.


[The Thug took 20 damage, and has 30 HP remaining.]
 
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Lewis is injured pretty bad. In fact, too bad to try escaping. He tries to shoot at the thug one last time.


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However, before he's able to pull the trigger, he's smacked with a baseball bat in the head.


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[Lewis takes 70 Damage! He has 0 HP left]


Blood starts to appear below Lewis's helmet. He's certainly out of this fight.


The thug smiles and then chuckles evilly at his work. He raises his baseball bat and then turns to Max.


Suddenly, we hear the sound of a propeller, and a police siren. It's a security robot!


"Weee-wooo-weee-wooo" it says, imitating its siren.


"What the fuck?" says the thug, before he sees the drone arm its weapon. He swings at it to try and stop it.


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They hit each other at the exact same time.


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[Drone takes 70 damage-has 0 HP left]


[Thug takes 20 damage-has 10 HP left]


The drone manages to shoot the thug twice, but the thug manages to hit it very, very hard. It drops dead instantly.


The thug looks down at his chest, and notices the holes created by gunfire. He says "Fuck this, I'm out of here!". He drops his weapon and tries to run off.


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