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5d6>4 1d20 | 1d100 Tulpa, after insuring the nearby matrix environs appeared safe, begins working on the groups LAN- tightening the network and sharing video displays of each other’s cameras with the other members of the team. He also makes sure the discussion between his team members and their pot...

5d6>4 1d20 | 1d100 Tulpa enters the bar, for once in a clean get up. He had a few days with nothing to do before the meeting, so he spent it being a responsible adult and cleaning his clothes and gear. When he does arrive at the bar, he is wearing his tradional clothes of an oversized zip up hoodie...

5d6>4 1d20 | 1d100 Tulpa enters the bar, for once in a clean get up. He had a few days with nothing to do before the meeting, so he spent it being a responsible adult and cleaning his clothes and gear. When he does arrive at the bar, he is wearing his tradional clothes of an oversized zip up hoodie...

Location: Tulpas Apartment Tulpa enters his apartment and tosses his gear bag onto the stained sofa in the small living area. He strips off his jacket and gun belt, letting them fall to the floor. Opening his fridge, he finds a mostly empty jar of orange juice. Sniffing it, satisfied it has not gon...

For future reference, the Sunday option works for me best. I am in GMT and my kids go down at 7. Saturday’s may work- I have obligations every other Saturday during that time

Tulpa continues his uncoordinated spray of bullets, doing his best to lay low the self runners while not hitting his team. Take that, and that, and that! Fuck! Tulpa cries at a near miss. He falls back around some heavier cover, risking a peek every second or so, looking for a clear target in the ma...

Armor: 14(11) Remington Suppressor: 15/15 Hollow Point Cram: +2 Reaction Cram:+2d6 Initiative Psyche:+2 Intuition Psyche:+2 Logic Psyche:+ 2 Mental Limit Drug Duration: 9 Hours ”Well that feeling sucks.” Tulpa complains at his now wet sock and soaking shoe. He cuts his complaint short as he remembe...

"<Ni-biki->... ah, two dogs here. They seem interested in something to their north, beyond the wall," Wraith speaks up (so to speak) on the comms, shooting a brief look to Bushwack, checking up on his position, then turning her focus back to the hounds. "Directly between our position...

This place is not where I want to be operating. ”This is the most bare bones network I have ever seen. The buildings are on separate grids!” Tulpa shakes his head as he continues to poke around in the Matrix. He growls. ”There seems to be some minimal security here. Some motion detectors and someth...

Perception:[roll=95] 7d6>4 [/roll] Sneaking:[roll=96] 6d6>4 [/roll] Tulpa will look around jerkily as he surveys his newest obstacle. The drugs were running their full course. ”I got a lock here. Mulpa, you have a kit, yes? Mind if I borrow that for a moment?” [/color] Tulpa will try not make himsel...