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Myriad Reality

I didn't realize this was the account this laptop was logged into. I haven't used RPG on anything but my phone for a loooooooooong time.

Myriad Reality

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IEfiQEuWtHA

I had a lot more I wanted to do, but lost progress to the classic laptop-dying shenanigan.

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*Coughs*

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@Treue I mean, you could do it, sure. Just be prepared to wait around for a long long time, cuz that's a big fuel tank and you need a lot of fuel. Maybe start the siphon in the evening and have someone check on it overnight to make sure it's still going.

@Gunther Make sure that the tank takes standard gasoline. Some of them use diesel fuel, and that's gonna be thougher to find, though plausibly in better supply because it's not as popular.

EDIT: never mind, checked the journal.

@MatthiasAngel

They should just be glad they don't have one of those more modern tanks that take jet fuel. That would be a pain in the nonspecific waste secretion area to find.

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@iHxzardx

Thanks for the corrections. I haven't gotten around to downloading Docs yet, so typos are still a problem. General rule for me: See a typo, call it out. I have no issue with that.

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@CourierSix Ok so a handful of comments on your post, all of which you are free to dismiss, because it is of course ultimately up to you.

Except for this first one:
1. Typo. You wrote "grouo" instead of "group" near the end of the last paragraph.

2. Generally avoid saying "high-grade military weapons" or "powerful guns" or whatever. Do a little research and throw some names in there. M4 barbine for the modern military rifle, M16 for a little bit older (Vietnam era). Remington 870 for the modern military shotgun, Winchester 1912 for a little bit older (also Vietnam era). Some SMG's, like the MP5K and Skorpion vz. 61, are classic mob/gang weapons that your guys could have looted. I encourage you to look up models on your own to find something appropriate for the year, availability, or just the fun. The more details, the more of your picture we get to see.

Wikipedia is even nice enough to provide whole pages per category: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_combat_s.. Just make sure you get approval from the GM!

3. I'm a little confused by the behavior of the leader chilling in the truck bed. You set him up to be a formidable person who He was calm and confident and just instantly melted. Like, he didn't prepare at all for Raguel thinking he had backup? I was kind of expecting him to eyeball Reguel and lie with a straight face. Instead Raguel was like "Hi, whatcha doing in your truck?" and he was like "OH CRAP I WASN'T PREPARED FOR HIM TO TALK TO ME."

If you want to go ahead and write him off as easy prey to emphasize Raguel's cunning, by all means, but maybe make the leader look less like a formidable opponent.

@MatthiasAngel

1.) Fixed, thanks. Here I was thinking that I made it all the way through that without having a typo. 8/

2.) I say "high-grade military weapons" instead of describing what they had because what is the case is that it is an assortment of weaponry, from M16s to M14s to M870 MCSs. I wanted to paint the picture of randomness and non-uniformity, instead of going the route of explaining each NPC's loadout. I feel like that makes for a more difficult read (except for Gunther, probably. 8P). If that's the way you all think it'd be better as, though, then I'd be happy to change that.

3.) Also intentional. The intention was that, despite how confident the leader was, or how well he planned this series of events, there was nothing he could do when outmatched in terms of firepower, numbers, and most importantly wit. An individual's formidability, realistically, doesn't say much when put against odds that simply cannot be accounted for.

But I'll keep it in mind when I get around to writing my next post. I appreciate the feedback.

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A fit man, probably in his mid twenties. Lean build, fair skin, relatively strong, and, judging by the way he glanced around so calmly and intently, a perceptive eye. That was what Raguel gathered about the man who assumed the position in the front. The likely leader, given his appearance and where he was standing. To his left, a smaller man of a stockier build. This one stared directly into Raguel, almost like he was trying to pull off the stare-into-your-soul look. It didn't suit the man. He looked like a fool... And yet, there has to have been a reason he was on the negotiations expedition.

On the right side of the pack leader, another small man stood. He kept a keen eye on Kaid, who was watching the nervous group from a short distance away, leaning against the wall. Rightie looked tough, like Kaid's younger brother, and something about his posture didn't portray intelligence. If a conflict needs to be incited, it would be easiest to light the fire through him.

The real kicker, however, was the man who remained in the bed of the pickup they arrived in. Certainly, one would believe that he was simply there for extra manpower in case things went awry. The thing is, the man looked more confident than any of the others, even the one deemed to be the likely leader. He held a commanding demeanor, and observed the scene with a face that betrayed expectancy. Certainly, there was a plan in the minds of these people, and that plan had run through him. Leaders are the ones followers look to during the heat of things for confidence; as such, leaders have to portray confidence. People cannot take in what they can't see.

The mock leader extended his hand to Raguel as he approached him. "Hello there. It's great to mee-" he stopped talking once Raguel had passed him without even so much as a glance. He kept his gaze firmly on the back of the truck, who, for a brief moment, let a look of surprise and worry slip. He regained his composure before Raguel reached him, however, and watched Raguel as he came to a stop just beside the parked truck.

"You need a hand getting out of there, my friend?" Raguel asked with a smile. The man remained in his spot, eyes kept keenly on Raguel, and gave no answer. He was thinking. Thinking really hard about something. Why would he be thinking so hard at this time? Raguel found himself asking. Of course, it did not take him long to figure it out. He's trying to figure out how to stall. Reid grinned a wider grin now, and wasted no time letting the stranger know what he had deduced. "How many do you have out there?"

The man's face suddenly grew pale. "What are you talking about?" he asked.

The most common reaction of surprise. Checkmate, friend. "Sweep the area." Raguel announced to his people. Without hesitation, seven men and women, all armed with high-grade military rifles and shotguns, split into two groups and headed out to patrol the perimeters and sweep the unused buildings of their settlement. "From what I hear, you people don't have much in the way of firearms. In fact, all of the ones you have are within fifteen feet of my very presence." The pack leader slowly reached for something in the back of his oants as he said this. "And I wouldn't recommend raising them. Because , you see, we were going to make a deal."

"We can still-"

"And you all might have just ruined that. So, now we have weapons trained on all of you. If my people are to come back and say they found anyone snooping about, well..." Raguel chuckled lightly, "Let's not let it come to that. You're all trustworthy people, right?" Walking away from the truck, Raguel glanced at each of the three men who had originally tried to greet him. Once he had passed, he heard the sounds of fumbling about, as though theybwere trying to grab something. He noticed flashes from rifles in nearby buildings, and heard the sound of .308 rounds being propelled through the air. He shook his head and turned around, only to see the sight of three dead men on the ground and blood resting on the side of the truck. "It's always got to go down hard."

Raguel turned and observed the far end of the street he was standing on. Not to his surprise, a group of his men were herding three unarmed men with their hands straight up in the air towards them. He pulled his M9 from where he had it concealed and started to approach the group, dead set on finalizing the fate their friends had sealed for them just moments ago.

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@MatthiasAngel

Thank you! I really appreciate that. I feel as if you've done a great job establishing some characterization in your community with just one post. You've got a great springboard into something incredibly interesting.

Post coming within a few hours.

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Working on a post. Best case scenario, one will be up this evening (EST). Worst case, it'll be some time tomorrow.