I didn't know Tom went with an Inspector, too. I will look at a re-write of my stats.

Sorry, Paul - this game is kicking off the same week that I am doing final prep for our RPG game week in NC. I will get this character re-tooled as soon as I can. If you need to start the game and bring Wylde in in a future scene, I am fine with that.

Having said that, the new heading and background are showing up on my phone browser (Firefox) but not my laptop (also Firefox???).  Not sure what's going on there, or if anyone else is seeing the same difference.

If nobody has anything to add to the narrative (and I'm leaving spaces for you to do that) I'll put another post up tonight moving the story on.

Hey Doug, the changes you've made look great!

Speaking of changes, though, I wonder whether you'd like to take another pass at Wylde's sheet.  THIS ISN'T A REQUIREMENT - he's fine as he is - but I've compared his sheet and Crowe's and while they're not identical, they definitely have the same stronger and weaker areas.  The perils of using the same archetype, I guess.

If he's exactly the way you envisioned him, that's fine. There'll be plenty of opportunities for all three characters to distinguish themselves from each other. 

The acrid smell of the fog shoulders its way in the moment the doors scissor open, though up here at least it's not stinging anyone's eyes enough to draw tears.  It should be windy this high up but it's not, and coats hang limp and heavy on the two detectives' shoulders.  One of the uniforms, maskless with the true disdain of an Angelina for the health of her lungs, gives them a professional once-over as she approaches.  All business, this one - probably bucking for promotion to something a little better. 

"I'm Phirel," she says as she gets close enough.  "Thanks for dragging yourselves out here so fast." 

After a cool look from Elly and an eloquent single-shoulder shrug from Crowe, she carries on, matching pace as the two new arrivals head toward the elevators.  "We responded to an incident that took down the local ESPER coverage - early signs point to deliberate sabotage of a network node but you're welcome to take a look for yourselves.   We re-routed and restored coverage in time to catch suspicious activity outside this facility so we tooled up for a first-hand inspection." 

She flicks her hair away from her face.  "Place is a warehouse - an old one.  Records are sketchy since the Blackout so we haven't traced an owner yet.  One compartment's been blown open, nothing else touched as far as we've been able to tell.  We called RDU as soon as we saw what was inside."

"And that was?" Crowe, voice tight.  Trying not to breathe more than he has to. 

"Parts.  Rep sub-assemblies.  Not sure of the details - I've been up here waiting for you.  Blue at the scene might know more." 

She reaches the door, swipes a skeleton keycard and shoves an arm into the space to hold it open.  "Which reminds me: we called in Robbery before we'd even entered the site.  Detective Varela's in there right now.  He's... gonna be a bit pissed at you two for taking over his investigation." 

If you guys want to, I have updated the code for the DICE roller button .

If you click the button, it will auto-fill the following:

[size =8pt][b ]Skill:[/ b] [i ]enter[/ i] :d#: :d#:[/ size]
[ro11]1d#,1d#[/ro11]
#

You will need to change enter to the skill name and then all "#" symbols to the appropriate number (12, 10, 8, or 6). The last "#" symbol you will change to the damage amount of the weapon.

Testing the new post icons

 
 

Inspector Everett Wylde

Having spent 5 years on the force, thus far, Wylde has taken on the look of many Blade Runners.

Tired. Eyes that stare. Rumpled.

They can't help it - it's the job. It just gets to you.

For Everett though, there is a deeper meaning to his long stares. It is the reason he does the damned job. Not that it drives him daily, but the death of his parents is a constant reminder of what it's all about. He was 16 at the time when they were located - naked and signs of brutal trauma. They had left the evening of the day prior to attend a city gala. Everett remembered his mother's doting over his father's appearance, and how she had worn such an elegant dress.

Timothy Wylde worked in the DA's office and was involved with a big case. Of course it was about drugs. LA had made several crackdown's on the local gangs that were supplying the largest quantities of heroin to the streets. Timothy, one of the Assistant DA's, was preparing the case against Hector 'Hoja' Guarez, leader of the La Sangre Unida.

Everett remembers getting a copy of the medical examiner's report and reading the clinical words that described the atrocities done upon his parents - ligature, antemortem, polytrauma, invasive, heinous. Those words still ring within his memories.

He cannot say it was the sole reason he joined the academy after finishing school, but Everett was zealous in his pursuit to make inspector - and here he is. The death of his parents is still an open case and Everett keeps a copy of the file in his apartment. When the time allows from the day to day work, he opens the coffe-stained manila jacket and reads through it all, and it comes back to one name, for him - Deb Mertz. She was the key witness in the DA's case against Guarez.

With his parents' death, the case unraveled and Ms. Mertz disappeared. It has been 15 years. Is she dead? Did the state turn her over to the Feds and she now has a new name and life? Did she end up in a back alley, too, naked and bound with baling wire? Did she have the answers as to why?

Everett suppresses these questions, even as he twists his father's ring around his finger - always fidgeting.

There is work to do.

A few things to kick us off: the city map from the rulebook as a standalone image, and some people you can be assumed to know and be able to contact if need be. 

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