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Current 2 more days and I will return to full availability
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I will be gone for a week.
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Roleplaying involves a commitment to others. And if you cannot keep that commitment I'd ask you to be honest with youself and just say so. It's by far the least painful way of leaving an rp.
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I will be gone for the following week. Posts are possible, but one should not count on it.

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@elfenlied123@MaxxRocker@Eisenhorn So... any of you guys posting soon?
JAN VAN GENT
HANGAR, NEW ANCHORAGE




Jan quietly listened to the tasks Graham listed... Standard physical tests, firearm tests... climbing into an NC. If it weren't unproffesional Jan would kiss this man. He had always been quite annoyed at the on-duty laxness there was in New Anchorage. He could pretty much walk all over lunch regulations up until now and get a sandwich whenever he wanted. He had secretly enjoyed someone finally saying something about it. He may not have liked the pencil pusher that reported him to Graham, but he quite liked the authority that pencil pusher represented.

So Graham wanted him to climb into an NC unassisted? Please, Jan had done that shit already. It was somewhat of a necesarry skill for a mercenary like him. He saw Stein stepping forward before he could though, and was slightly taken aback by how she took the challange... Stein was capable of emotions other than mild disinterest?

The blonde-haired girl finished, and Jan wanted to step up again, but again he was interrupted, this time by an old woman no less. He was skeptical of her capability for just a moment, but was then reminded experience was just as much of an asset as raw power and agility.

He heard a familiarly whiny voice lament its apparant inadequacy. "Oh shut your face Moore, that defeatist line of thinking is gonna get you nowhere... In fact, I feel like us men are a bit underrepresented in this whole matter" Jan walked over, raising his hand as if to signal some invisible referee to start their stopwatch. He would be the first to admit seeing the two ladies go before him had given him a bit of an edge on this particular NC, but then again, he knew his own NC like the back of his hand, so that point was rather moot.

He swung his arm downwards to signal he was starting. He made good progress... with less agility than Stein, but with more force behind his movements. he simply retraced her moves from memory. He heard the ladies engaging in some sort of philosophical debate, but ignored it in favor of focusing on his climbing. His objective right now was to one-up those very ladies... ironically proving the point Agatha was arguing.

By the time he arrived at the top, Percy had interjected. Jan's mind immediately forgot what his time might have been... Lost to the shortest moment of not paying attention. He listened to the discussion going on beneath him. He remained silent as to not interrupt the beautiful verbal beatdown Percy was being subjected to. Finally, just as the conversation ended, He shouted downward. "I second the ladies! Go get a fucking spine man!"
I think the lesson learned here is to look at the stats and skills of the other player characters before pitching any ideas. Let us keep this lesson in mind from here on out.
Alright, that seems a lot bettet

To GM... just assume kenneth blows the charges where appropriate. I see no real point making a post just to state that obvious fact.
Yeah, I'll edit out mentions of the talking too, let's pretend that line was never used because the charisma of our entire party is abysmal.
@Kurai Assassin weren't you planning on walking up on the convoy and talking to them? I'm asking you because I don't see anyone else doing it. Kurt is a mute, grognak is a supeermutant and kenneth is so twitchy the first thought any wastelander would think when seeing him would be 'jet addicted raider'
yes, you're all in a chimera, where else would you be? up in orbit in some black ship? I don't see how my post would impluy any of the characters are currently anywhere else.
I started things out for us, I made some assumptions about the immediate surroundings to help with the flow of my post. Let's tirn them knights into charred scrap metal.
Kenneth was the first to move. "Convoy's almost here, get in position!" He loudly announced. He looked over the targets before him. He picked a spot in the road, seemingly at random to an untrained eye. However, to experienced minds like his own, it was a carefully calculated location. He carefully but swiftly set up the first of his charges. Carefully hidden under some dirt. He would blow the first charge between the wastelanders and the brotherhood. If he guessed right, the wastelanders would either disperse forward or try to cover the brahmin.

The knights meanwhile would likely cover their own car. The best location to do so was a small pile of stone rubble not too far off the road. His remaining two vharges went there, not nearly as well concealed. No need and no time, the targets would only have a few seconds to realize it was there anyway.

Satisfied with his work, he drew a line on the dirt on the road. "I'll blow the charges when they're over this line, keep em talking and distracted till then"

He had done his part, now the naive lady would show whether her part of the plan would work. Kenneth took position pn the hill, producing a device best described as a TV-remote with a bomb igniter strapped on. It was his own creation. Every bomb was bound to a specific buttpn on the remote. And he could blow any of them whenever he wanted.
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