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7 yrs ago
Hot dogs are already cooked. Might as well just sear them to add flavor.
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7 yrs ago
I love it when I catch up on my posting.
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7 yrs ago
If you take college seriously, it opens doors. Harvard and Hopkins makes it easier, but you can do well anywhere.
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7 yrs ago
Prefer to brainstorm on Discord for that reason.
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7 yrs ago
Windows 10 is very much like a German prison camp guard, "Ah, I see you are tryink to escape work fifteen minutes early, Herr Colonel Hogan, here ist an update zat vill stall you!"
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"We oughta take all the ones we're gonna use apart, Preston, and help yourself" Dan replied with a grin and a shrug. He was a believer in checking weapons and the entire group knew it, but he also knew that Preston knew his way around guns and would figure out what he liked "and then we gotta sight in any of the ones we're gonna put scopes on. Good thing your buddy threw in the laser."

Dan was stripped down to his short sleeves and a pair of jeans in the cabin, and while there were only ten cans left, he wanted at least one while he did the work. He had the oil, the cloth and the other tools handy, including the screws, tape and so forth to work with the weapons. Dan had tattoos up and down his arms, starting at wrist and going all the way up, notably a vivid one of an angel with a sword on the right arm. He'd never explained how the son of a Vermont senator got all that ink, and he didn't say much about the past. But he knew the weapons, the explosives, the heavier stuff. Until now, Dan had been one of the less utilized guys, backing up Joe or Gigger in their dealings, learning and watching as those guys took the lead and worked their relatiionships. Now, it was shifting...

The M4A1. This one still was brand new, finish intact and came out of a case that a guy out in the Northeast Highlands, a friend of the Gigueres knew. A national guard type that needed some morphine for whatever reason -- no one asked questions. The gun nut buddy was fine with letting them zero on the range and Dan insisted on doing it. Unzeroed weapons were far less effective. He selected a couple more for Nari and Joe. The Special Forces guys provided familiarization with the weaponry and other items, along with interesting courses on the handlng of explosives.

Other horse trades got them some optics and other accessories, magazines and load bearing equipment. He'd also grabbed some ski masks, because those were going to be necessary.

"There's a pump action in there, Joe." Dan lit his own cigarette, even as he went to work on adding accessories. Mostly, he was concerned with the scope, paracord and a sling, and other things. The way the rifles were today, there was no sense not putting one of these new sights on gun...

A couple hours later, the decision to start breaking out the weaponry ahead of any concrete orders was vindicated. Their burner rang just as Dan was making sure things were being put away in places where they could get to the equipment as necessary, stored after being broken out from the sort of deep storage they had all the gear in before.

It was Morse and Park, green berets, the guys running the Green Mountain Boys. Training, command, control, intelligence, orders. They were calling to make sure they wouldn't get shot at as they came in, and if they were coming in person, it meant they wanted to talk about something important.

Though they'd probably want some of the beer too. The Giguere boys were starting to get antsy about their supply, they might have to devote resources to homebrewing for morale and trading.
@HeySeuss I have more than a few variations of SFC Brian Park, originally of Boston, Massachusetts who I can alter just slightly to put into this RP. LOL


Or this guy from Rhode Island, could use some rewriting...


It's up to you, but I can't see such a character being embedded with such a small cell. Providing support, however? Absolutely.
I understand why people don't like character sheets, because they give away too much. Of course, GM's don't like letting overpowered, unsuitable characters/players into their RP.

I suppose one way is to just have a conversation in private about the character similar to 1x1 interest checks. You can usually get a feel for whether or not it will work out (or if you should run screaming from someone that wants you to just write what you're told to write ) and go from there.

I've actually taken that approach as a player where there's a plot twist to the character background. Clear it all with the GM, but don't post all that.
Oh this looks interesting. I've always wanted to play a double agent collaborator? Someone that looks like they are working with the occupiers but are working with the resistance. Local Postmaster, Police Officer, that sort of thing. They would be close to the source of intel, and could potentially cause a massive pain in the ass for the Soviets, but at the same time would be really close to the commissar should things go south.


We could really use this character type for the next round of what we have planned.

The storyline is that they just whacked a collaborator from the other side and the resistance is about to go loud. Your character could be feeding them intelligence on the soft targets, since...for example, a police officer might know how to get to a number of soft targets in his area, like helicopters or operations centers and so forth. Stuff the guerrillas cannot use and Soviets can.
Also, new Discord chat link.
I've been tempted to massively revamp character sheets to require people to come up with a very good one sentence summary of who their character is. I've required extensive character sheets before, but would need a new mechanism for deciding if someone is going to work out as a player in the RP.
tl;dr: It meant that the Giguere Brothers probably had to do a lot of the face duty in dealing the morphine, dilaudid and so forth out to the sort of back-hills militia guys that probably are hoarding all the guns and ammo.
Ill-Gotten Providence

The ride up into the mountains was like a hunting trip. Dan was nowhere near the deer hunters the Giguere brothers were, but he felt a native Vermonter's appreciation for the alpine vista that they were getting a treat to. If the day was crisp, as it turned into day from the night's work, they got the same sort of vistas that one saw in 'The Deer Hunter' -- and that was when he stopped thinking about it, because that was a bad omen.

The radio was blaring a combination of sanitized American patriotic music useful to Soviet purposes, and heavily edited news that was on a scale of reliable to propaganda, was classified BULLSHIT.

That old communist, Che Guevara, who ran Cuba now, had a lot to say, apparently and he was getting plenty of time on the air. Always en vogue before, now those stupid t-shirts were everywhere.

He said it aloud, "Fuck Che."

They pulled into the camp with the cabin and Dan busied himself with camouflaging the truck before going in. Like the brothers, he saw to the maintenance of his glock, though that didn't take much.

He looked around the room and down to his gun -- the glock was useful for what they'd been doing, but it wasn't going to cut it for what was next.

The drug business paid dividends in two respects - they were able to supply medical needs for the resistance cells they were a part of and then they had a booming contact with black market sources. Guns, ammo, equipment were being sold like hotcakes, but a lot of that was easy to obtain and people had gone buying it up in order to sell at a profit. But quality pharmaceuticals, the sort of shit Joe moved through with the help of the rest of the unit, weren't.

Survivalists and preppers tended to get everything they could legally ahead of time and were used to squirreling it away, and that made supplies scarce, but they were never savvy about the drug market. The acquisition of pharmaceutical grade shit was the province of hardened, dangerous criminals that protected their territory.

Never plentiful, and now in higher demand than before, it meant that a little bit diverted aside for survivalists that had too many guns and too much ammo were worrying about what they would do if wounded. The Giguere brothers were juiced in with the back country that way, the sort of militia guys that were sitting on a lot of the ammo. It was a complicated back and forth they were at the center of. But as the middleman, they benefited as a cell.

"Guys, I think it's about to get bad and we need to start breaking out the M-4's and some more of the explosives. Claymores and grenades. We all saw what happened, the heat's gonna be on now." The supply was provided to them by the same pipeline that got them the drugs. They had some M4's.
So my feeling is that there's a huge demand for all this stuff from military and civilian sources. Soviet sources are not yet in play as much as the Soviets and Warsaw Pact are focusing on securing Boston and certain vital coastal bases for supply purposes.

Preppers/survivalists and so forth probably bought up a lot of the civilian stock to sell/trade. But this guerrilla unit has Joe, who hooked them up with an illicit supply of pharmaceuticals, which means that they -do- have something worth bartering to other guerrilla units to make sure they are well supplied.

So they probably have an abundance of supply due to the fact that that guns and accessories are way easier to get than quality pharmaceuticals. My reckoning is that this particular cell is front of the line for picking up gear and being able to pay for it. Smart hoarders are going to know that they need the drugs and aren't going to be as savvy about establishing that supply line, and criminal elements already are dug in on it.

tl;dr: It means that thanks to shady dealings with Joe, the unit has access to the most valuable currency on the black market right now. So the unit probably has some M4's and maybe some other stuff.
Also, as a second thought, what sort of rifles do you think the guerrillas should have in stock? I want to go with something that plausibly would be brought through the black market channels they'd been using. Of course, those black market channels may well include military or police supplies.

Thoughts? I was going with the M16A2, but I thought it might be nice to have some feedback.

Otherwise, next IC post is written!
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