Dean Gunner Thompson

GeneralKnowledge..............................................(0) "I'm a Street Operator, omae. A Samurai who can hustle, do some BnE, and a number of equally useful things. Not so big on the 'gun-toting-maniac' bit, unlike some who call themselves Samurai. That's why I prefer the term Street Op." -Dean Gunner Thompson OOC Readme: Check your Shadowscene Players Knowledge Skill against the Tabs. This is what IC information you would have. Shameless Plug: If you like the content, format, or what have you - head back to the MUSH and +nom Dean now! Rep queue nominations, RP - look me up!, or Plot invites make interesting additions/alternatives to the above. :-) The Dirt, What E'rybody Knows Dependable, trustworthy, savvy Samurai of upstanding character FOR HIRE! Excellent tactician and idea-man, Dean likes it down and dirty, nitty-gritty, and endeavors to ensure things go off without a hitch. He'll run for you, he'll gun for you, watching your back all the while. Never been beaten on the draw, nonetheless views that option as a last resort. Dean's only been in Denver for a season or two, his checkered past unfolded elsewhere until recently. He has a background in corporate security. A former 'company man', as it were. He's fairly versatile in terms of skill-sets, and prefers to level the playing field by playing things his way, capitalizing on the opposition's weaknesses and his own or his team's strengths. Playing fair is not on the menu. Unfair advantage is what it's all about, thinking otherwise is just plain stupid. Although new to these streets, he's taken to them like a fish to water. Impression A sharp-eyed, hollow-cheeked individual who gives the impression that physically, mentally, and emotionally he has burnt out so badly and so many times that it's become just a fact of life for him and has determined that a man must carry on through sheer force of will, when that's all he's got left. Gotta maintain the edge, no matter what else you do, *you have got* to keep yer edge. Alert and cheerfully fatalistic, fit and fiery-eyed in a way that looks amphetamine-induced and comes off as a figure who keeps up the military style PT every morning at 0500, having had [breakfast]. Does things either right ricky-tick or with an 'off-duty' laid-back lackluster laziness. Appearance He looks to be in his early thirties. Narrow-jawed and relatively bland, good looking in an unremarkable way. Dean shimmers and vibrates with pent-up nervewire tension. He'll crack an easy smile with little excuse, most situations lacking high explosives provide *something* amusing to this guy. Fit in a lean, striated, climber or boxer kind of way. Habits Twitches, bobs, shakes, and fidgets quite a lot. Heavy smoker. Has an attitude regarding drinking, smoking, etc that says "darlin', I have not yet begun to defile myself.' Drives too fast. Has a wolfish rogue's grin. Almost always looking around like he's expecting someone else to show up, it can be distracting. Inquisitive, curious. Hangouts Red Rock Diner - frequently has breakfast there. Cool Cat - a fan of jazz, likes the atmosphere. Makes an appearance when he can. Chrome! - interesting place, *very* interesting crowd. Jury's still out on whether or not it's his style. The Ragdoll - likes hanging out on the rooftop in nice weather. Crazy Horse Saloon - good for daytrips, to get away from the busy cityscape and see something different. Osara Shamanic Park - frequently does a morning run and general PT there. Mannerisms Enjoys easygoing and frank conversation, and doesn't cope too well with uptight or holier-than-thou types nor those who speak with stilted formality. He tends to crack jokes to break the ice, which may make them even more clenched, which he finds kind of funny. Kind of a vicious circle, that. If you hang around him for any length of time, you'll notice that he smokes like it's going out of style, but tries to be considerate about it. He is quite aware that it bothers some people, and tries not to disturb them with it. It's primarily a 'getting to know you' social tool anyway. But mostly an addiction, let's face it. He gestures a lot, and spasmodically fast, although he's not conscious of it. All those nervewire and energy boosting mods get him riled up pretty easily. There is definitely something peculiar in the way he speaks, there's a certain southern twang, which might even be genuine, and generous heapings of street-slang which he doesn't actually use that well. He is perhaps overcompensating with the intent of fitting into the street scene. Personality Generally personable and easygoing, Dean is an accepting person who judges on conduct rather than shallower things. Actions speak louder than words, and all that. Definitely the curious sort, he has trouble being stand-offish or leaving well enough alone at times. That's not to say he can't keep his mouth shut, he just doesn't see the point if it's not something work-related, and is willing to, and looking for others to, open up a bit about basic personal details and opinions. There's no harm in getting to know a chummer, right? ShadowscenePlayersKnowSkill..............................(1) "Some things in this life cannot be resolved with a sunny disposition." -Dean Gunner Thompson Screamsheet! As a self-proclaimed 'Street Operator', Dean mildly derides the overt tactics of many samurai, although he recognizes and respects their place in the biz, that's simply not his style. Preferring 'low-exposure' and circuitous methods to avoid anyone on his side getting gutshot and to cut down on civilian casualties. Despite this generally grey-hat-bordering-on-white-hat stance, any sign of pacifism vanishes once the gloves come off. If there's t'be a frackas, he'll be the first one blowing holes in everything that resembles a valid target - and he's fast enough that he's *always* the first one. So far, at any rate. Open minded when it comes to who he works with or the nature of a job, Dean isn't likely to shy away from anything barring stupidity or psychotically malicious intent. He has a well developed, if somewhat open-to-interpretation sense of ethics, and enjoys comraderie and lateral thinking immensely and in equal measure. Although he hasn't been in the Denver shadows for terribly long, but he has made a number of interesting acquaintances in his short time in town. Hailing from a bit further south, one might suspect by his manner and speech. He tends to keep himself to himself, and his past elicits little more than a stifled grimace and a quick change of topic. Unless it's in an amicable setting, then who knows? Dirty Deeds, Done Dirt Cheap "Hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work we go! With razor blades and hand grenades, hi-ho! Hi-ho, hi-ho, hi-ho!" Preferred Jobs - I love what I do! "No need to ask. He's a smooth operator…" -Sade, Smooth Operator Eliminating Scumbags Raids Physical Infiltration Armed Robbery Extraction (Personnel) Voluntary subjects preferred Extraction (Material) Sabotage Direct Action Demolition Social Engineering Scams and Cons Theft Security Meet Security Ambush/Counter Ambush Close Cover/Bodyguard Work Not a bullet catcher. One of the fastest on the draw out there, *possibly* barring deltaware fullborgs Basic Security Systems Installation/Circumvention Can be persuaded to do… "You've Been Hit By - A Smooth Criminal…" -Michael Jackson, Smooth Criminal Physical Reconnaissance Hooding Hijacking Wetwork Discriminating when it comes to targets Coercion, Collection, and Enforcement Investigations & Legwork Extensive Contacts Roster Limited Undercover Work Security, Corporate, or Street Setting Cannot or will not do… "Smooth operator sez: Get up - get up - and outta here…" -White Zombie, Warp Asylum Non-Lethal Conflict Management Torture Disfigurement Unnecessary Collateral Damage I don't play make-believe dress-up time! ShadowscenePlayersKnowSkill..............................(2) "Run and kill Destroy the will A hero that doesn't exist." -Rob Zombie, Scum of the Earth Summary of Dean's Code of Conduct Will *not* leave you hanging. Will shoot you dead if you break rule 1. Will not engage in or tolerate sick, twisted, or sadistic behavior. See rule 1.1 Will perform the Mozambique Drill on *anyone* who threatens his or his chummers' well-being. Will go the extra mile and then some to the point of running ragged on good faith for any straight-shooting employer or fellow runner. Avoids unnecessary violence, but will unleash earth-shaking, mind-numbing harm when called for. Prefers trickery and skullduggery to murder and mayhem. Likes simple, elegant solutions using mundane tricks and down to earth gambits. If a job can't be done through honest skull sweat, scamming, or failing those, an overpowered pistol, he's not interested. Resume Excellent CQB combatant. Excellent Tactical Theoretician. Good Infiltration and Security Systems circumvention capabilities. Excellent street culture know-how and integration. Proviso: Not Denver specific. Low to Fair Social Engineering skill-set. Basic Demolitions. Basic Emergency Driving. Basic Diver Certification. Some Military Background. Some Corporate Background. Good Counter-Magic Tactics. Strong Security Background. Speaks English, Japanese, Spanish and some French. Enhancements Highest reflex boost theoretically possible with 500 000 =Y= corporate funding. Advanced optic systems. Basic auditory enhancement. Smartlink II compatible. Enhanced stamina and energy reserves. Augmented gross motor function and quality of movement. Improved neural and synaptic function. ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ShadowscenePlayersKnowSkill..............................(3) "Hell, I'd do it for free, if you paid me enough." The Dirt Psychological Profile Expert Opinion »»Subject exhibits the tendency to use humour as a defensive mechanism. Part and parcel with this is severe, ingrained trauma, likely regarding casfile no. 092373b, to which subject attributes misplaced feelings of betrayal on the part of his patron. This event, as stated in prior communiques, I theorize brought out misguided feelings of self-loathing and self-doubt which are major barriers to subject recovering sense of self-empowerment and confidence to this day. That notwithstanding, self-righteous indignation at the events of the above mentioned casefile has not inhibited subject from espousing what he dubs 'decent guy' mentality. In fact, it seems to have strengthened his resolve in this vein. Unfortunately, this includes demonizing his superiors and benefactors, and precludes tractability with regard to the company's rightful authority. Conclusion: Barring the prompt and unlikely turnaround of this behavior, I am forced to recommend termination with prejudice. With concern regarding Project AcuMenTM, Dr. Joachim Metzger, [deleted] Subsidiaries.«« Noted Tendencies Open and friendly for the most part, but there exists the possibility due to deep seated paranoia rooted in past trauma, to misinterpret the wrong action, word, or lack thereof, which can easily result in abrupt and startling staccato gunfire. Most likely due to above, and system overstress from tightly wound reflex boosters taken waaay too far, Dean exhibits exaggerated surprise and threat responses. This often results in taking up cover/fire positions at any unexpected event, noise, or even remotely threatening circumstance. His natural fatalism and nihilistic attitude sometimes curtails this, and he'll simply light a smoke instead - waiting placidly for the magic bullet. Abridged History Former Company Man, in the modern classical sense. For most of his adulthood, he has lead a contradictorily pampered and stupefyingly violent life. Back rubs and Mojitos in the evening, hand grenades and skull lacerations by night. Dean lived in the gilded cage of an undisclosed megacorp for over a decade, pimping their wares, and eradicating opposition with extreme violence at their behest. Arson, kidnapping, murder, mass murder, interrogation by force, and worse were all par for the course. He'd never had a major problem with it, it was all justifiable until the last job. Prior to that, the targets had all been amoral movers and shakers who knew, or should have known, what they were getting into. That last one was a doozy, and he'll never go that route again. ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ShadowscenePlayersKnowSkill............................(4+) "DO UNTO OTHERS. And then, you know, whatever…" Deep, Dark Secrets »»You know that guy on the trid in between Desert Wars episodes? The one with the one minute spots advertising that SBS-special-whatever pistol? Yeah, that was him. Had his face, fingerprints, everything changed when he left the corp. He's never going back.«« -Frank Delano, gym owner »»Camera focuses on the upturned barrel of a smoking gun, looking over the jagged sights, zooms out, showing eight ragdoll Aztlan cartel corpses strewn about the background, each killed with a messy but perfectly centered shot, sternum or forehead on each. The previous sequence had been a staccato crescendo of gunfire. Eight drug cartel goombas gunned down in just over two seconds, barely able to return fire. Replayed in slow-motion, each impact shown in gory detail, yet somehow still artfully done. Camera focus returns to the smoke curling off the upturned barrel, swivels left and pans out slightly, showing the face and upper body of the man holding the gun. He says in a reassuring and rich baritone subsonically enhanced- "The FN-AAL, the Hero's Gun. Superior soldiering through superior firepower. Brought to you by Fabrique Nationale of Belgium." With a roguish wolf's grin on his face. Fabrique Nationale logo appears center screen, fade to black.«« Rumours and Speculation "I heard his old team got killed in a run against the Azzies. Yeah, man, all of them got geeked. Nasty too. Way I hear it, he did the planning and fragged it up - he used ta have a lot o' backup when he was a corp boy, ya see? On the streets, nobody's holding his hand like they used to, so no five-star backup waiting in the wings if things go south. T'his credit, I un'erstan' it still frags him up, he never got over it. Poor schmuck, having ta live with gettin' his chummers killed like that. Them Azzies are brutal fraggers…" -WheelJack, Ork Rigger, Dean's chummer, and a blabbermouth «Maybe More Background one day» «RUNNER TEAM HISTORY» «WHAT ELSE???» Assorted Scenes + Leaving a meet Dean takes the credsticks, stuffs the handful into an inside zip pocket. "Nice doin' business with ya kid. Anytime, you call me, hear?" Once they're safely tucked away, he reaches into the opposite side pocket, fishing out a crumpled paper pack of smokes. Nabs his zippo from that little pocket that comes on the inside of the right pocket of sturdy pants, 'Dem Bones' in gothic script above tumbling dice showing snake eyes. He taps one out, offers it to the kid, lighting one for himself after. "Done deal." He walks off, nodding to each before turning his back and exiting into the rainy night. Not a good night for biking. He looks up into the night sky, squinting at the rain, flips up his collar and clasps it shut with one hand. His cigarette's already starting to smolder in the little raindrops. ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ ~o~ You Know Him Personally......................................... With a wry chuckle, he expertly taps a Mohawk cigarette out of a crumpled paper pack and offers you one. "All the cool kids are doing it…" Projects Savvy Sam FOR HIRE! ……………… <Status: Active and Looking> ……………… Cyber and Bioware upgrades and additional enhancement ……………… <Status: Active> ……………… Learn the ropes of Denver through becoming a small-time Fixer ……………… <Status: Work in Progress> ……………… Enhance and recuperate physicality and hand to hand training ……………… <Status: Active> ……………… Improve existing fake SINs, get more, including licenses, permits, etc ……………… <Status: Back-Burner> ……………… Build a network and online hiring BBS local to Denver Shadow denizens ……………… <Status: Back-Burner> ……………… Will soon be on the market for sweet set of wheels ……………… <Status: Inactive> ……………… Assorted Personality Quirks Fascinated with Shamen, whom he considers his incomprehensible, inscrutable polar opposites. Has no respect for street gangs. Considers them to be metahuman waste, and will happily dispose of them. Has a beef with organized crime types, assassins, disguise artists, and mavericks. He hides it well, and there are exceptions, but generally finds the above in bad taste somehow. Often forgets to eat, sleep, or take care of himself properly. A good friend might gently remind him every so often, it can't be good for him. »More detail forthcoming!« «WISHLIST?» «JOB PROPOSALS?» Runs & Bragsheet Runs in Progress Cordero's Folly Link: http://denver.wikidot.com/log:cordero-s-folly GM: Mirage, Players: Fergie, Mr.Terrific, Dean. Formerly: West, Crowe. Dane & Dean Something to do with Dane's cop buddy getting in trouble regarding his fiancee. Copper & Dean To be seen. Curiouser and curiouser. Mr.Terrific & Dean Hoping to follow up on 'Sinner Man' plot, and help out the guy who Crowe stabbed after Dean had already disarmed him. The guy claimed his sister had been kidnapped to be turned into a meat puppet at a bunraku parlor. Dean is still steamed that Crowe stabbed the guy, and that he had to swallow a 13k DocWagon bill to save the guy's life. Nobody on the run even pitched in. That's cold. Run by Dean Meet, Skewed into a Cocked Hat + See Details May 22nd, 2011 Link:http://denver.wikidot.com/log:meet-skewed-to-a-cocked-hat GM: Dean Players: Viper, Dean. Proposition: Answering a call to meet with Dean's Fixer, Slick Silver. Summary: The pair of runners met at Coyote Station in the tattoo parlor, hit it off, and went out for a coffee at Pentabucks. Dean received a text message after shooting the shit with Viper for a while, and he invited her to come to the meet regarding a potential job. Upon arrival, they discovered that the shipping company the fixer often uses had been taken over by a pack of shady mercs. Not standing for this, Dean went to rescue his buddy, and Viper gamely took point, presumably in the hopes of making some useful contact in Denver and/or some mula. Viper wacked the goon watching the exterior, then they snuck in and took out a handful more of cybergrunts. Slick's bodyguards three had all been taken down by the goonsquad, and the elf himself was under interrogation. Viper and Dean burst onto the scene, had a furious exchange of gunfire when their ambush was shortcircuited by worthy opponents, and managed to take them out. The fixer still has the original job to offer them, and will be looking into who ratted him out to the mercs, and probably hire them and perhaps another one or two to exact remuneration therefor. Criticism: OOC - totally improvised, worked out okay. IC - hiding behind a girl most of the time (good view), losing an intimidation contest (never again I tell you!), and … that's it. Bragging Rights: Good little run for something on the spur of the moment. Viper rocked her maglock bypassing and we saw some decent action. Dean…strengthened the bond between him and his buddy. Do Unto Others + See Details April 30th, 2011 Link: http://denver.wikidot.com/log:do-unto-others GM: Dean Players: Whiskey Slim, Argos, Crowe, Reyes, Dean. Proposition: To capture humiliating vid of beating the tar out of a decker and retrieve his deck for a chagrined rival by way of revenge. Summary: They made their way through the Warrens to the Warzone, where the target decker was holed away in a two story stone number with sentry guns, claymore traps, and gang protection. Scrabbling through an abandoned mall, they spotted the place out the other side, a pack of Blackboot Skins idling in the street and on the porch. Crowe snuck out and climbed a neighbouring building, while Whiskey scouted astrally with Reyes watching his recumbent body. Argos got antsy and scampered back to his bike, on which he charged the gangers shooting and led half of them off on a merry chase. Crowe took this opportunity to take out the remaining gangers first with darts of some kind, then in close combat. He was injured when he jumped off a building onto one of the gangers, and bugged out after that. So Whiskey made Reyes and Dean invisible and they climbed in through a window, avoiding the sentry guns and such, while one of Whiskey's spirits kept the target too confused to do anything about it. Dean got vid of an invisible Reyes socking it to the decker but good. When they went to leave, they noticed something wrong with the deck, it was way too heavy. Dean took of the casing and found a poorly rigged whack of explosives, which he disarmed. They all lived happily ever after. Criticism: Draaaaagging. Gotta pick up the pace, poor bastards. Bragging Rights: Everybody lived. Completed Runs Busting Dean's Cherry + See Details May 1st, 2011 Link: None GM: Whiskey Slim Players: Whiskey Slim, Dean. Proposition: Whiskey needed some intel kept in a stolen data reader being held by some heavily armed gangbangers. Summary: Whiskey offered to pay Dean out of pocket to get the package he wanted. The shaman needed someone who had a chance at sneaking into the apartment the gangers had rigged and fortified. Failing that, he might have needed a second gun. Upon reaching the place, Whiskey stood guard with his trusty grenade launcher in an alley, while Dean clambered up the fire escape under the protection of Whiskey's invisibility and hidden by one of his spirits. The samurai was lucky, and spotted that the fire escape window was trapped with flashbangs and empty beer bottles, so he climbed along the ledge to the bedroom window around the corner, secured by rope and pitons. He called for a pizza delivery and snuck in the window to snatch the data reader off the bed while the gangers where distracted. Criticism: Bragging Rights: Liked the rope trick on the window trap. Excellent skewed perspective RP with Coyote along for the ride. Stripper Knockoff + See Details April 19th, 2011 Link: None GM: West Players: West, Reyes, Dean. Proposition: To rob or hijack a shipment from some Humanis dinkwads in the Warrens at the behest of West's fine friend Cherry. Summary: West set this one up, his stripper contact Cherry overheard some Humanis scumbags talking in her club. She (an elf no less) was invited by them to some grotty warehouse in the Warrens for the 'after party'. Having her suspicions, she informed West that they would be celebrating receiving a nice shipment there. West made the pitch to the other two, while Cherry explained what she knew of the situation. Cherry was to get 10% for the intel, West 37.5% for setting it up, and Dean and Reyes each 27.5% for toting guns. Does that add up? The team found the site, set up in hiding spots, and ent up in a gruelling firefight with I think it was 7 surprisingly tough customers. West took an appalling amount of automatic fire square on, Reyes nearly died, and Dean took a healthy dose of buckshot before learning to duck. Reyes then called in some medical help, Kelris and Nine arriving in short order. The received a cool and somewhat hostile reception from West and Dean, who were not keen on having witnesses or anybody near their loot. That sorted out, and Reyes leaving in the ambulance, with the other two carrying on despite injuries, the two took the merch to Roux, West's fence and made the drop. They got paid, but paid the price in blood that night. Criticism: Didn't duck soon enough >:( Bragging Rights: Killed a bunch of Humanis dinkwads. Refrained from PvP once again. Glad OOC, nice people, IC, well… Troll Eye Trolly + See Details April 19th, 2011 Link: http://denver.wikidot.com/log:troll-eye-trolly GM: Musara Players: Dane, West, Dean. Proposition: The team is hired by a gangster type sleazeball in the Cool Cat. The job is to snatch a set of Troll Eyes from a pawn shop in a mall, babysitting the elf Pick, who has fragged up once too often and needs to see how it's done. Summary: They scope out the mall, checking security and whatnot. West takes off to buy coveralls, filter masks, bug spray canisters, and toolboxes, while Dean shoots the shit with the Pawn Shop manager - getting a closer look at the setup, and Dane hacks into the mall's camera and security systems. West, Pick, and Dean dress up as Pest Control and scam their way into the back room of the place, while Dane smoothly decks in and inputs a bogus visit commissioned by mall management. The 3 bluff their way in, spray down the place, and snatch the goods while Dane keeps overwatch - rerouting the guards and jiggering the cameras to keep it discreet. Everybody goes home happy. Dean is pleased to announce his scam worked, appeasing Dane with the lack of gunfire. Yeah, ego tripping again :) Criticism: :| Bragging Rights: The bugman idea, yeah, amusing. Displayed an entertaining Spanish accent, kudos to West for his hilarious Gaelic Blarney. Sinner Man + See Details April 12th, 2011 Link: http://denver.wikidot.com/log:sinner-man GM: Mr.Terrific Players: Jinx, Crowe, Dean. Proposition: The team is hired by Velvet, on behalf of the short-staffed Sinner's gang. The job is simply to man a checkpoint for the night, not allowing anyone through without them possessing the correct password according to a complex topical/rotating system. Summary: They set up the checkpoint, with Jinx blocking the gap in an improvised roadblock, shotgun in hand. Crowe, sneaking about all camouflaged in his Ruthenium. Dean, sitting in a second story window as overwatch, with tripwired grenades barring the entrances to his perch. They meet a strange collection of people, few of whom they have to refuse. One man insists on getting through, claiming his sister has been kidnapped by a bunraku parlor. Dean shoots the gun out of the man's hand, and Crowe sneaks up and stabs the guy in the back. Dean called DocWagon and swallowed 13k expenses on that one. He still wants to find the guy and help him out. There's an odd incident, when a pack of what looks like strippers, one of every metatype, and their pimp shows up and challenges the group to some kind of dance off. Crowe sneaks up behind them and beats the guy up a little bit, they leave, and trash our reputations. The big event was a mage who tried to force his way through. Eventually the magicker stunned Jinx, and Crowe and Dean managed to pin the guy down behind a flipped car. Crowe got him, while Dean kept him pinned down. Criticism: Reeeeally didn't know how to handle that mage, gotta work on that. Oh, had to step out of character or go PvP, and that seemed like a lot of hassle and possible bad blood. Bragging Rights: Made a nice called shot and disarmed a guy, shot the pistol right out of his hand. Liked the grenade/tripwire thing. Second Thoughts + See Details April 12th, 2011 Link: None GM: Mafen Players: Nanashi, Rash, Dean. Proposition: Johnsoned by Nanashi for a friend of his, the team was hired to lean on Mr. Cameron Williams of Arecibo Allied Technology. The company, through he team's target, has been hunting for Nanashi's contact for some time, for reasons sanitized from their records. Summary: The team argues about how to approach the problem ad nauseum, and finally settle on kidnapping the target's twin daughters. They case the school, and follow the chauffeur/bodyguard to get an idea of the opposition, Rash punches the guy out while he's parked in a coffee shop lot, they take his SUV, Rash and Nanashi go and pick up the girls from school while Dean ditches the KO'd driver on the side of a country road. They give the girls a threatening note for daddy, explaining that they'd been kidnapped and we'll be back if his actions continue. It worked like a charm. Dean is pleased to take a large amount of credit for the plan. He's a prick like that sometimes :) Criticism: Ridiculous dicking around trying to come up with a plan, poor GM. Bragging Rights: Happily takes credit for the kidnapping/leaving a note plan. Striking a Pose Name Dean Thompson AKA Gunner, Jimmy, Jack, Hey You Metatype Homo Sapiens Sapiens Archetype Samurai, Wannabe Fixer Birthdate 30 some odd years ago Nationality CASian - Czech/Irish heritage Description Hair Light Brown Eyes Grey Skin White Ethnicity Caucasian Height 177cm (5'10") Weight 80kg (175lbs") Build Lean Cyber None Visible Fashion Sleek black leather jacket, semi-casual under that. Gallery Click on Image to enlarge Having a rough morning Circa 2065, how humiliating. Check the hair man. His favourite toy Dream ride, but he'd take it in black His Ride Grey Ops Black Ops The title you enter here is not shown and only serves as visible title in the indices. Simply enter the commenting character alias. SEARCHING SHADOWLANDS.........[ OK ] THREADS FOUND: 0 DISPLAYING