[X] Formally make Tanner Montoya a member of your Faith. (-10 Mana)
You float in the middle of Tanner Montoya's apartment with the man himself standing before you. The blinds were closed and the door was locked. Your sole follower had made certain that no one would be able to catch a glimpse inside his domicile; being a man who valued his privacy, it was a bit amusing to see how easily he had obscured your presence from prying eyes. Why, it's almost as if he's done this before!
"Are you sure we gotta do this, Aves?" He rubbed the back of his neck as he turned away from the door after double checking the lock, the man looking as nervous as he was feeling. "I already believe in you and everything, isn't that enough?"
'Normally it would, You say with a nod, steepling the fingers of your middle hands while the lower pair clasped together behind your back and the upper ones crossed over your chest.
'But you are our first and only follower, Tanner Montoya. It would not do if I did not take care of you.'
The man blushed, "Uhm… okay uh, thanks I guess?" What could he say to that? As much of a snarky fellow he was, he was smart enough to hold back the comeback that immediately came to mind. He did
not want to call his god a….
'Divine Sugar Daddy' and absolutely didn't want to witness his reaction, or worse, ask him what a Sugar Daddy means.
"So what do I need to do?" He asks, trying to lose that train of thought and focus on the task at hand, "Do I need to light some incense, say a prayer or…?"
You raise a hand in a gesture for him to relax.
'Do not worry, Tanner Montoya. Most of the work will be on my end, you just simply say what comes to heart.' You extend your arms outwards and the tips of your fingers glow. As you move them through the air, making motions as if you were weaving something into being, lines of light trailing after your fingertips. Focusing your power, you begin the ceremony and your Light grows brighter causing Tanner to take a step back as he shields his eyes.
'Tanner Montoya.' You say, sounding as if multiple copies of you were speaking all at once as you direct your Gaze directly on to the man, who gulped as the pressure of a divine being began to bear down on him.
'I have seen your heart and will judge your deeds. You protect the innocent and your companions with your life, Why?' You have asked your first question.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Tanner stepped forwards to properly look upon you with no fear. Good. "Because they deserve to live." He answers.
'And you don't?' You ask him, pushing for more information.
Tanner's eyes dipped before quickly finding the resolve to look upon you once more. "I swore an oath to protect the city and everyone in it, I won't go back on that."
A good and strong answer, you approve. Your power continues to flow and bend to your will as you nod and ask him your next question.
'You have held all those who come before you with equal respect despite their history. Why?'
Feeling bolder, he straightened his back, "Same answer as the first. I swore to protect the city and
everyone in it. Even the criminals. They all deserve to be treated fairly, even the Scavs." As much as he loathed to admit it.
'And yet, you cause them harm.' You pointed out.
"I did." The man admits, "I won't lie and say I've never hurt anyone, but I'll do whatever it takes if it means I have to save people and if roughing up a few bad eggs to keep them from spoiling the bunch, then I'll do it."
An acceptable answer, it was time for the final one.
'Will you do so again in my name?'
The man takes a deep breath, his eyes lock on to where yours would be if you had them and with firm conviction, he nods. "I will."
At those words, the power you have been expending shot towards your sole follower and began to seep into his very core and the man grunted as he felt your power changing him. Making him stronger, faster, and sturdier. His eyes flared with golden light for a brief moment and with that he fell to his knees, panting as his body grew used to his now slightly more powerful form. On the lapel of his jacket, was a small pin of a set of weighing scales over the picture of a crumbling city, it seemed to glimmer with golden fire in the light. Heh.
The criminals of Night City won't know what hit them.
[
Tanner Montoya receives a new Trait - Chosen by Justice: Tanner Montoya's godly patron has chosen him to act in his name to provide Justice, Night City desperately needs.
All actions involving protecting the innocent and righting wrongs will have a better outcome. All actions that go against Tanner Montoya will have a lesser outcome.]
[X] Fill out the paperwork, you're already a week behind and those reports need to be filed yesterday. (Mandatory) (- 1 action)
But the paperwork? Nothing can stop paperwork.
Nothing.
Tanner had spent most of his working hours for the better part of the week stuck at his desk filling out forms and writing up overdue reports of the Barnaby Case and the results of it. What was worse was that Captain Wei wanted his reports in
triplicate. Thank Aves he learned how to write with his cyberarm, he couldn't even begin to imagine the cramps he'd be getting if he hadn't!
The force welcomed him back to work with a free cup of coffee though, which was nice. The fiasco that should've been a quiet patrol, wasn't.
[Tanner Montoya has filled out some paperwork but there's still more to come. Yay?]
[X] Because of a chronic case of being understaffed, there's simply not enough cops to keep the city safe. Support your fellow officers and keep Night City safe by going on Patrol
April 08, 2075
Det. Tanner Montoya
Night City, Westbrook
"So how's the chest?" Tanner took another sip of his coffee as he sat in the patrol car with his assigned partner for the day.
"Hurts like a bitch." He answered with a grin, a bit of a lie. Since Aves had inducted him into the Faith, he's been healing pretty quickly, at this rate, he'll be fully recovered by next week! "But I'll get used to it."
"Ha!" Officer Cox barked out a laugh. "Always with the tough guy attitude." He grinned right back, "Some of the guys and gals thought you'd be out for a couple more weeks, the hell are you doing back so soon anyway? At least you got some pretty nice jewelry out of the whole thing."
Tanner adjusted the Holy Symbol of his new god, having put it on the collar of his uniform on working days. "Thanks, you could say it's a bit of a good luck charm and I missed seeing your pretty face~" He teased, blowing his fellow officer a kiss who merely shook his head and laughed.
"Asshole."
"Just telling the truth, babe~"
Officer Cox rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to make a comeback but whatever he planned to say was interrupted as their radio came to life.
"Calling all available units near Cherry Blossom Market, we have reports of a mass shooting in progress. Possible Casualties."
"Shit." Officer Cox's eyes widened and quickly strapped himself in as Tanner gulped down the rest of his coffee. Flicking on the sirens, Cox took the wheel and sped towards the market while Tanner got on the radio. "This is Cruiser 3, we are on route."
"10-4 Cruiser 3. Cruiser 6 is on scene awaiting backup."
Tires squealed as Cox stepped on the gas, the blaring siren causing all nearby vehicles to move out the way as he sped down the street. "Roger that, dispatch." Tanner felt the pin on his collar begin to burn hot and the detective could not help but reach up to clasp it, muttering. "Here we go, Aves."
They arrived on the scene, people were running out of Cherry Blossom Market in a panic as some were pressing themselves up against the walls. A police cruiser was parked right outside Cherry Blossom Market, its assigned officers nowhere to be seen but the gunfire and ensuing screams quickly told them where they went.
"Cox, with me!" Tanner yelled as he and Officer Cox got out the cruiser, weapons in hand and carefully made their way in, bypassing cowering civilians who were either curled up into tight balls to look as small as possible, hiding in one of the stalls or were lying dead.
"Damnit. Dispatch, multiple civilian casualties confirmed." Cox reported into his radio, clutching his Saratoga tightly. Tanner made to double check his Lexington, making sure the safety was off and the chamber had a bullet in it.
Catching the eye of a few civilians, he gestured for them to get out while they could; they did not need any more convincing and ran as soon as they could, several others going along with them.
More gunfire and screams, the two officers sprang into action and ran towards the noise, just in time to bump into another officer on the scene, taking cover in a food stall, a dead woman by his feet, her head almost completely severed from her body with a small flap of flesh keeping it connected.
"What's the situation!?" Tanner barked out, the officer merely gave them a glance, peeked out of cover before turning to face them.
"Possible Cyberpsycho attack, came out of the local ripperdoc and started shooting." He rattled off the situation to the both of them and flinched as the top of the stall exploded with bullets whizzing over their heads. "Fuck! Get down!"
Tanner ducked low as far as he possibly could and ignored the slight pang in his chest as Cox did the same, quickly stood out of cover to fire back where the bullets came from. "What cyberware has he got?!"
"Mantis Blade on left arm," The uniformed officer said, sweat beading down his brow, "But from the way it's glitching, it looks like he was in the middle of getting it installed when he went over the edge! Possibly chromed with Kereznikov with the way he's moving around and dodging bullets. Now he's taking pot shots with that rifle of his!"
"Anything else we should know?" Tanner asked, pausing to flinch as he felt something go past the top of his head.
"Yeah, my partner tried to check on the Ripperdoc when he got clipped in the shoulder. Asshole's got him pinned down!"
"ENOUGH WITH THE BUZZING!" A mad scream rang out, followed by a spray of bullets that tore through the nearby stalls, cooking pots, vinyl records and all other things the market had to offer were being torn to shreds. "Mad Flies, Mad Flies, Enough with the Buzzing!"
Damn, looks like the Cyberpsycho's getting agitated, they need to wrap this up soon or things might just get worse!
How should Det. Montoya do?
[ ] Establish a plan of attack
- [ ] What's the plan?
[ ] Check on the wounded officer
[ ] Attempt to talk with the cyberpunk (Very low chance of success)
[ ] Attack the Cyberpsycho (High chance of injury/death)
[ ] Write in:
A/N: Woo! I admit, this is way more convenient! Sure it took me awhile to write it up but organizing the timeline should be much easier for me from here on out! Not sure if I did police justice, I don't know much of the jargon and I'm not familiar with how they'd work so I just took a shot in the dark! If there's any suggestions or corrections, do let me know! Happy Voting!
Edit: Iiiii forgot a thing I meant to put in the choices. Whoopsie!
EditEdit: Just realized that if people are going to be creative with their plan of attack, ya'll might want to give that plan a name so people don't have to copy paste the entire plan of attack if they vote for it