Bob_12

[Bob_12]

Hey there Aaron. I was wondering if I could continue the adventures of Bob_12 in on here.

[KRoZ]

Well actually, I'm going to make a special exception. Everyone BUT you can play PS on these forums.


Also, I'm a fantastic liar.

Refresh my many flawless memories of where you were and I'll fetch the propper tomes of knowlege.

[Bob_12]

I was waiting for the submarine to be finished to go with Fred to Aquarius, but I dont want to wait for him. I was going to take that transport thing there and then call Fred and tell him where I was and to meet me there. Oh yea, and despite what Fred may say, I paid entirely for the sub.

[Frederic Bourgault-Christie]

That's simply false - I put in cash for the sub as well as subsidized Tek's other projects. Anyways, when you can do that, try to get the shield down so I can teleport in.

[KRoZ]

Well then you make your merry way through the lower levels of Arcadia, right to the base platform where nobody ever thinks to look.

There you find an unassuming ticket sales booth to a submarine shuttle being tended to by a bored looking twenty something man with a name tag that you don't bother to look at.

Wondering if this is the shuttle to Aquarius he replies:

"I guess... *Glances at something above the booth window on his side* Oh. Yeah, it is."

[Bob_12]

"I'd like a ticket."

[KRoZ]

"Okay. That'll be $455.75 please."

I assume you pay.

[Bob_12]

I'll pay, thank the person and board the transport. If I remember correctly the trip is two to three days?

[KRoZ]

It'll sure feel like it, but not quite that long.

However, it will take about thirty hours and all you get to look at is water. Sure, you haven't exactly been to the bottom of the ocean before, but after four hours you just might not care about it. They only set lights every couple hundred feet on the track the sub car follows so you get glimpses between being enveloped by inky darkness.

Hope Bob isn't Claustrophobic.

Anyhoo, the lights ward off any deep sea life since they don't, you know, like light, and bob reads some boring pamphlets about timeshares and things you really don't need that you find yourself strangely compelled to buy.


Eventually you notice there's someone on the car with you. It has been at least six hours and you dont' know how they could have slipped under your radar for that long, especially given the sub car is just about thirty feet long, ten feet wide, and pretty much looks like the inside of a city bus with two metal compartments where more seats could fit where small automated systems give passengers three meals of choice which were worked out before you boarded and will all likely taste the same anyway, and service droids can provide telecasts, communication, medical help, etc...

Anyway, Bob sat in the back, because he was one of the cool kids in school. Standing and watching out the back window at all the lights on the track go whizzing away as you pass them, you catch your first recalled glimpse of the person in the reflection of the internal cab. The distorted reflection shows the man looking back at you and to have long black hair and coat. The distortion doesn't allow for any details to show such as the persons face.

Turning around, confused as to why he never noticed another passenger before, Bob comes to find himself looking at an empty cab.

There is nobody else on the tram.

[Bob_12]

I'll look back at the glass to see if he shows up again in the reflection. If not I'll search the place with the vision modes on my visor. If I see something, maybe I'll say a "What" or "Who are you?" type of thing. If not, I'll get to a seat where I can watch everything, sit down and keep a hand close to my myriad of guns. If I catch anymore weird people in reflections I'll make sure to look as fast as possible. Bob Im sure still remembers seeing Taeryn in his rearview mirror of his car (R.I.P.). Lets just say he's a bit tense with going "Not again."

[KRoZ]

Bob looks every which way finding no sign of another passenger, be it in thermal, night vision, x-ray, etcetera.

Also there is no answer to his blurted inquiries.

You hear something slosh over, as if a bucket or canister of liquid was tipped over under one of the seats near the middle cab out of sight. With that, an unexpected (As if any amount is expected) amount of what appears to be blood washes over a large portion of the tram floor.

Still uncertain about how to act, Bob next sees bootprints slowly step messily toward him from the opposite side of the tram.

The natural response would be to again change vision modes. Doing so, Bob finds nothing but boot prints.

The steps stop about mid way through the puddle and you hear a sound like creaking leather. Invisible fingers leave three offset marks as they slide through the puddle writing out two words:

NOT

OVER

It is at this point that Bob notices the reflection in the celing glass. Before the image fades along with the pool on the ground leaving not a trace of evidence he is able to make out two distinct attributes:

White Hair and Plate Mail

[Bob_12]

Oh flying fuck-shit. Fuckity fuck fuck. I'll back to the other side of the tram, put up my barriers and take out my TMPs. I have no clue what thats going to do but....shit. I guess just wait and see what happens.

[Bob_12]

Wait, before I back up to the back of the car I want to write in the blood, "Stay dead." Then do what I posted above.

[Bob_12]

Then I'd like to try that spiffy communicator Tech gave me. The satillite ones. And my cell. See if I can call back to QSI. (Its a longshot, yea, I know, but a guy can hope.)

[KRoZ]

Bob provides an example of what big men do when they panic.

The lights flicker out and a disembodied laughter taunts you. Bob is ready for something. Anything. And he gets...


Nothing...


The lights out, Bob is on edge, scanning around in whatever visions he thinks will help and pointing his guns into the darkness while the occasional track light shines in, illuminating the cab briefly in a strobe of light and shadow.

And nothing.

Nothing happens.

The lights remain out, but nothing comes out of it. For the rest of the train ride, all remaining twenty four hours Bob sits on edge wondering what will happen if he lets his guard down.

The lights of Aquarius shine into the cab, providing some permanent illumination. The tram pulls into station where a maintainence employee awaits.

"Oh mah gyad. We're real sorry sir, tha chance's of all tha lights goin' out at once is just... Wow. Are ya okay dere?"

[Bob_12]

I'll holster my guns. "Im not ok. Im really not ok."

I'll walk past him into Aquarius, get on my communicator and try to reach QSI. I need to tell them what happened. While Im trying to reach them, I want to look for a small apartment to buy or rent. Preferably buy.

[KRoZ]

Strong or no, it's hard to transmit through the ocean and a giant dome. While Bob fiddles with the device another man in a suit comes up.

"We are terribly sorry sir. Terribly sorry. On behalf of Zoomertrak raillines allow me to refund your ticket price and please accept this voucher good for a free round trip use of our Arcadia to Aquarius route should you decide to travel with us again."

[Bob_12]

I'll take the ticket and money and say, "Thank you. Its alright. I'll live for now. Is there cellphone service from Aquarius to Arcadia in here?" If there is, I want to take out my cell and try and call QSI.

[KRoZ]

"Ah, new in town? You'll have to patch into one of the telecommunication consoles. Cellular and radio communications work fine in-dome, but to get out you have to use one of those."

He points to what looks a lot like a phone booth/computer. It has a place to patch in your phone to allow for out of dome calling with no... get this... DOMING CHARGES! I AM FUCKING CLEVER.


Anyway. It has a negligible fee that gets applied automatically to your phone bill. You can now call QSI

[Bob_12]

"Yea, Im new in town. Not a great ride, so Im a little on edge, would you excuse me?"

I'll walk over to the terminal, patch in and call QSI. Get online so we can do this faster:D

[KRoZ]

Just in case anyone was playing along at home and is curious:


Bob called fred and told him that "Whitey" is back. Whitey of course being the apparition he saw in the celing, A death knight/Soul Reaver formerly in service to Taeryn, the goddess of pain and envy. After a heated battle between bob and Whitey because Taeryn willed it so, Fred hopped in and finished Whitey off.

Being dead, it's strange that he's come back. However, one thing is for sure: He isn't happy with Bob.


Bob told fred he's back, Fred used a means of lacking concern to try and calm Bob down. it didn't work and bob hung up and left looking for a place to stay.

[KRoZ]

After taking a taxi cab from a helpful brooklandish woman, he came to a well to do apartment complex and began renting a room. After removing most of his combat attire, Bob decided to head out on the town.

[Bob_12]

I was supposed to visit Orim when I got into town so he could continue my training, but first I want to walk around my neighborhood. Walk through some of the places where gangs are. You know, scope the scene, look for trouble.

By the way, here's Bob's sheet type thingy with his stuff and stats and whatever.

Name: Bob_12
Race: Human Occupation: Cryo-pyro-neuro-necromancer
HP: 1470 MP: 1050
Str: Build: 9 Power: 48 Magic: 50
End: Hard: 27 Work: 11 Soul: 10
Per: Detail: 8 Range: 10 Hearing: 5
Int: Logic: 20 Strategy: 20 Combat: 36
Cha: Looks: 7 Person: 7 Aura: 2 (currently) (fluctuates)
Agi: Reflex: 25 Speed: 23 Flexibility: 11
Luck: Critical: 5% Fortune: 6

Skills:
-Lock picking: Trained.
-Dual Wielding: Highly Advanced.
-Pistols: Highly Advanced
-Sword fighting: Highly Advanced.

Flaws:
-Hates children.
-Fluxuating aura

Abilities:
-Hyper density

Weapons:
-x2 Silenced Colt .45s with AP HE ammo
-x1 Claymore
-x2 Karanda 7mm pistols
-x1 Karanda 12 gauge Super Shotgun (Single shot, three round burst, and 6 round burst)
-x2 TMP-011 10mm pistols
-x1 Techmage Assault Fire Rifle
-x2 2mm Gauss pistols
-x1 C-DAD machinegun
-x1 Casull Pistol
-x1 Jackal Pistol
-x1 Gauss Rifle with scope (thermal and zoom)
-x1 EMP bolt action rife
-x1 Molecularly sharpened knife/spike/shiv
-x1 Q2 Railgun
-x1 Dragon Anti-tank missle launcher
-x1 Karanda Assault rifle
-x1 Belt (made by Tech wiz) that fires a reloadable monofilliment wire loop. The loop is rail accelerated and spreads out in a 20 foot radius around Bob.

Equipment:
-$725,833
-Black leather trenchcoat (runed)- Invulnerable to damage, the wearers DR increases by 30%, all thresholds are increased by 9, and a 50% pain absorb.
-Three extra black leather kevlar lined trenchcoats.
-Black kevlar lined fedora
-Black armoured gasmask
-Black armoured gogles with: infared, thermal, night vision, and x-ray.
-Expanded lockpick.
-Tons of ammo that I cant remember.
-Expanded lockpick set.
-Small armoured backpack.
-Two full clips for TMPs that are runed with explode and aggravate wounds.
-1 runed exploding throwing dagger.
-x2 packs of Lifesavers
-x2 Sunny Delights
-x1 Barrier generator, 1200HP
-x1 Cloaking field
-x1 Sound dampening field
-x1 Kevlar vest
-Random equipment if needed for others: 5 kevlar vests, 5 12 gauge shotguns with 50 shells each, 5 high impact bullet resistant riot shields, 5 9mm pistols

Spells:
-Ice wall
-Fire wall
-Ice Ball (can also be a huge ice spike that hurtles at a person if I want)
-Fire ball
-TK pull
-TK blast
-TK
-TK restriction ring
-Globe Of Daylight
-Manipulate Ice
-Manipulate fire
-Flame touch
-Cold touch,
-Ice spike (from ground, 1.5 feet tall)
-Grim visage (I can make one person deathly afraid of any image I put in their mind, and they will have a phobic reaction to that image for a long time after, or just make a crowd of people view terrible things and become very afraid.)
-Combat teleport (instantaneous, 100 feet)
-Inferno (110 damage per turn, but gets less as time goes by and the fire is put out)
-Heal 10% of HP.
-Regeneration 1% of total HP per turn
-Heal 5HP
-Heal 10HP
-Cure poison
-Restore (takes a long period of time, but can restore lost limbs, muscles, etc.)
-Barrier: 400HP

Am I missing anything?

[KRoZ]

Yeah. You're missing that indestructable coat. Deus stoled it, member?

Anyway, like the cabbie said you're in a bit of a middle ground between gangs and cops. The gangs don't feel comfortable working so close to the cops, and the cops don't feel that the gangs would be stupid enough to work so close to them. It works out well for the residents.

It's a good neighborhood. Not so cramped as Arcadia by far. People's houses are allowed to have some yard and there's GRASS growing on the ground. Nothing in Arcadia isn't concrete or metal outside the park. There are some kids playing down the street one way, so Bob heads the other to avoid the snotty little brats.

Flying cars, though popular and largely used in the taxi service, aren't held by everyone. Some folks have genuine wheeled vehicles taking them to and fro, so you stay on the sidewalk.

Afterwards, you ask someone where the police station is, they point you to it, and you head the opposite direction in attempt to check out the gang territories. This confuses them naturally.

The quality of living drops steadily the farther you get. You chose a nice place to set up. A human supremacist would have a field day screaming obscenities here, and then probably get himself lynched, as roughly 90% of the population of the lower income housing is non-human.

It's about an hour in the lower quality places before you run into your first gang. Or so you think. A couple of late teenagers are huddled in an alley looking generally seedy. 'This is it?' Bob wonders.

Suddenly the boys turn to run out of the alley, quick as they can looking downright frightened. One of them is snagged by something out of sight and yanked out of view. His screaming stops quickly but his 'friends' get the hell out of there.

[Bob_12]

Since Im a curious son of a bitch, I'll put up my barriers, take out my TMPs, and step (with a good distance between me and the alley opening) to see what was down the alley. If its dark I'll cast Globe of Daylight and have the ball move down the alley.

[KRoZ]

As you approach, the Alley T sections, you being on the top right fork, there being nothing down the top left.

if that doesn't make sense...

Topleft Top right

T

Bottom

From the bottom of the T, a face of a young guy like what was hanging out with those guys pokes around, looking at you.

[Bob_12]

"Hi. Quite a display." I'll smile at him.

[KRoZ]

The face just looks at you blankly, their mouth slightly ajar.

After a moment, a disembodied wispy voice sound in your head. "Hhhrrrrmmmmmmmm.....Coooome clooosssse to meeeee..... Commee clooosseerrrrrrr..."

Your senses tell you this is a good idea.

[Bob_12]

A good idea? Hrm. Doesnt sound like one to me. Put barriers up, take out TMPs and move slowly and cautiously forward.

[KRoZ]

Something you had already done. TMP's are already out, barriers are already barriering.

You see more of the body. It sort of hangs there, just off the ground, limply from the head.

"Yeeesssss..... Cloooossseerrrrrrr...."

The body slides slowly back around the corner into some eerie unnatural darkness.