MST3K 4ever

Average age?

Tempest said
If you come out as being my father, I will have to abandon the internet forever.

LOL! You're safe Tempest...probably.

Hollywood Road: Slice of Life/Dramedy

Xtreme said
Internet is being a bitch guys, gonna be a little longer for a post unless MS, you want to NPC Wes for the meeting. I don't mind,

He's your character X...I want you to do the post. I waited this long...no problem...I trust you.

Average age?

I'm about to blow the curve here...I remember seeing "The Godfather Part II" in the theater when I was four years old. I started tabletop playing the same year the world was introduced to Indiana Jones. I've been playing longer than most of you all have been alive (44 years old!)

Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

Azseth said
Shit. Arlear's back. I see the assassins have failed yet again....Az

I told you that we should've paid only half up front and the other upon successful completion.

Restraint (MST3K 4ever & Starling)

My next post I promise will be a solo Ellen post...I just needed to establish a little more trust between Martin & Ellen.

Restraint (MST3K 4ever & Starling)

I sat in my office and review the files and reports concerning last night's raid. Truly riveting stuff if you're a pencil pushing bureaucrat looking to justify your programs to the unsuspecting doped up public. The raid didn't produce any major arrests, any new information about the revolution, and of course not a single word about what the real purpose was behind the raid. Which was just an exercise in those who are in power just flexing their muscles. I took a sip of my coffee as I continue to look interested in what I am reading, but in the back of my mind I am still trying to figure out what to do about Ellen. She could nail Mario, Charles, and myself at any given moment but she hasn't and she says that she wants to help us. I want to believe her, but the revolution is at a critical juncture at this point and if we trust the wrong person then this whole thing goes into the crapper.

I decided today to enjoy lunch in my office. I didn't want to go to "Rizzo's" today because it just felt too soon after last night. I might go back in a couple of days, but I still need sometime to digest what's happened and not to mention the next time I go I'll feel so sort of obligation. If something major is coming up though my guess Mario delivers my lunch to me with a note in my fries. With my mind wandering around I decided that I've read enough of the reports and just begin signing away blindly. All the while hoping that I didn't just sign an authorization to turn the "Wastelands" into a landfill, because there are some really good people there and where else would I get my cheese-steak fix?

Standing up to stretch my legs I walk around my office trying to figure out how to break the news to Mario that we have someone who wants in our party, and if we don't let them in then the whole thing could go up in smoke. If was any other person I wouldn't be so cautious but Ellen is not only part of the establishment, but she is also the propaganda officer. Meaning she is one of the ones who has to twist a lie into a truth and do it without any thought to her own sense of morality or decency. Again though this leads me back to the root of it all; she hasn't turned any of us in yet. Not to mention I should stop in and see how Charles is doing. Gotta admit based on the outward stuff Charles doesn't look like much, but one thing I've learned again is that you never trust a snap judgement in this kind of situation. You give the person a chance to prove themselves. Being in the revolution is more about having brains than brawn and librarians, good ones, don't grow on trees in this place that's for sure.

Just then I heard a knock at my door. I looked at my watch and see that it's 2 O'Clock when I remember that I am meeting Ellen today. I grabbed my jacket and open the door. I saw Ellen standing there and she was dressed in a comfortable green and white pants suit.

I said, "Ahh good afternoon Miss Westlake. Here to conduct your interview about last night's raid?"

I quickly darted my eyes around hoping she picked up the hint. Ellen nodded politely and replied, "Yes I am Prefect Wallace. Would you care to have it done here in your office?"

I said, "No it's a beautiful day outside let's not waste it."

I closed my door and said, "If you'll come with me I know the perfect place."

We walk about two blocks to the local park and I said, "I know where all the bugs and video cameras are. I'll make sure we avoid those areas as much as possible."



Martin was quiet the whole way over here each time I tried to get him to talk about something he would say something that made no sense. My guess he was being cautious and he had every right to be. After last night's little episode where I taped him and two others he is probably a bit on the shaken side.

He asked me, "So what did you do with the video?"

I replied, "I got it off of my device and onto a separate drive."

Martin nodded and replied, "Look I said last night I believe you, and having had a night to sleep on it. I still do."

I tried not to smile as Martin continued, "However just because I believe you doesn't mean the leadership will believe you. You have many mountains of evidence against you Ellen."

I nodded and asked, "Will this help my case?" I produce a player and on it I begin to play the original unedited version of the raid which cost Mario his son in-law's life. Martin studied the video and when it was over he just nodded. However the look in his eyes tells me this hit him hard.

He said, "That most certainly will not hurt your cause that's for sure. If anyone found out you had that video you'd be executed on the spot. Very daring of you Ellen." Martin nodded again and said, "Meet me at my office tomorrow at 11 am I'm taking you out to lunch to Mario's. Bring both videos with you our interview is over, and I'll recommend you for membership."

Martin turned and walked away at a brisk pace so that I couldn't keep up with him. He then stopped for a moment and looked back at me. I smiled at him and he gave a polite head bow as he continued on his way. I just hope I know what I'm getting into.

Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

Luke looked around as the lights were coming around and watched as Ryan was truly in his element. He nodded and said, "Nice job Boy Wonder." Ryan made his request about Luke taking care of the fridge and Luke replied, "Yeah I'm guessing there are bound to be an abundance of soda machines and snack machines. I'll see what I can find. Be careful sitting here in the control room I know you and your curiosity concerning buttons. It'd be our luck you press an unmarked red button that blows this place up." With that remark Luke began to make his way out of the room, but then he stopped and looked at Ryan. He said, "Good work Ryan you've earned your paycheck this month. I'll just add another zero to it." Luke and Ryan did their fair share of picking on one another, but when push came to shove these two were prepared to fight to the death for their friendship. There was no doubt in Luke's mind if Ryan was in the CIA with him that he and Ryan would be partnered up. Somehow Luke also believed that at some point during many of their Ops one would ask the other, "Was what we just did legal?" The other would reply, "I don't know, but just to be safe we better not talk about it. Let's take this one to the grave."

Luke left the room and began walking down the hall. It was his guess that once you got past the first secured door you were pretty much safe to roam around the back area. The lights flickered between dim and full as Luke looked around and checked the doors along the way. He finally arrived at the employee break room and that was usually a pretty good treasure trove of supplies. Luke figured the kitchen area Ryan found was for the Execs and what Luke found was for those who were not high-up on the food chain. The one positive though about the current situation with the zombies, and that was it didn't matter how much money or power you had everyone was now equal on the food chain.

Luke opened the door and looked around, and he wasn't disappointed it what he saw. Vending machines with microwave items, candy bars, chips, drinks. Luke nodded and smiled as he said, "Okay not exactly the healthiest of options, but we've had worse and thought it was Filet Mignon." Luke went to a supply closet he found got out two plastic crates and a push cart. Luke returned to the break room and breaking the glass of each machine he began to fill the crates. Once he filled the crates Luke began to push the cart, and then he noticed something. He felt the air conditioner starting to push air out through the vents, but there was one that wasn't working in the room. He walked over to the vent and saw that it was blocked.

Luke removed the vent and saw that it had a journal inside of it. Luke took the journal and put it in the cart as he made his way back down to where Ryan. Luke said as he entered the room, "This place is Valhalla Ryan. Not only do we have a full stocked break room down the hall, supply closets, indoor plumbing, but we also have..." Luke showed the journal and said, "Entertainment as well. I found it stashed away in a vent. If you're nice and don't blow us up I might read to you from it later on."

Luke went to work stocking up the fridge and made one more trip back down the hall. Once he loaded up and returned back to the command center he said, "This should keep us stocked up here for a while. We still got plenty down in the break room."

Luke grabbed a bottle of water and sat on a couch and began to read through the journal. It didn't take him long to figure out that he and Ryan knew the author of the journal. He said, "Yo Ryan, Erin's real name is Anna and Dave's name is Jeff. She talks in the opening paragraph about he proposed to her during halftime at the Packers-Bears game on a Sunday night." Luke shook his head and said, "It's a small world after all."

Surviving: The End (character-centric; modern zombie survival)

Good one...I'll have something up soon.

[Starlight] (A friendly, player driven, social cabin RP)

A slice of life RP that looks...normal?...Okay you got my attention.

Restraint (MST3K 4ever & Starling)

Yes you can...and you did it very well indeed. I should have a post up sometime tomorrow.