Insanity State

[Da Boyz]

Edgar for his part stops cleaning off the dried blood on his pitchfork and looks up at the returning Valerian and shrugs. Medicine was rare enough these days that he doubted he was being the bearer of bad news here. However there was the hanging issue in the air that their little group had to address...

"So presuming that we aren't being sent off on a wild goose chase what do you all think of that Shelbyville announcement from last night?" Edgar drawled out, hunched over slightly to avoid aggravating the hastily dressed wounds he'd gotten the day before. "Hell of a long way away but it might be worth it if its on the up and up."

"Oh and don't suppose you got the chance to check the call from the church?"

 

[Raiu]

Quarter's eyebrows shot up when he saw Val stumble back to the group. "Jesus, man! How are you still alive?" Thus began the rapid fire of questions and orders. "Just where did you go? Get on the sleigh. You're not walking anywhere. Seriously, dude, how are you still alive?"

 

[racnor]

Dorian turned to Edgar to answer his question, letting Quarter take charge of Valerian's situation for the moment.

"Well, they got a broadcast from across the country, so I'm thinking they at least believe their own story. The idea of living the rest of my life in a sealed dome though.. not sure that sits right with me. Still, this place isn't exactly the most charming of locales, so I'm certainly up for taking a crack at that trip."

 

[Virian]

"I haven't, a fatso cannibal got in the way and I had to run after one too many hits with the cleaver.... a cleaver as big as ME..."

Looks at Quarter"Fine help me out I think i'm too tired to even walk right now and I do need something for the bleeding" Sits in the sleigh.

 

[Gruber dude]

@Virian @racnor @Da Boyz @Raiu

While the group is talking, a bright light comes out from the top of the Church. At that moment, some of the retreated Cannibals all peek out of thier homes and begin to rush outside, seemingly dashing past all four of you to rush towards the church. They ignore you four for the thing they all call the best food ever: Mister Jeb's BBQ Meat!

The group has a small suspicion that the family is on the menu. But, this is a chance to run out of Oakland without having to deal with more Cannibals, but they leave an innocent man and family to die a horrendous end. But who'll miss them?

(This is your chance to get the HELL outta Oakland! Though, if you do this, you lose out on a rare weapon and Survival Point Skill. Maybe some armor and some future favors.)

 

[Da Boyz]

Staking one look at how many cannibals were part of the lunch rush Edgar quickly made his decision.

"Right." Slinging his pitchfork over his shoulder Edgar stood up. "Think its about time we left while the going was good."

 

[racnor]

"Damn, they have some kind of coordination set up! I guess they have to, otherwise they would have eaten eachother by now. The light lets'm see who's on their side, and acts as a dinner bell too..."

Dorian suddenly grinned, and reached into his backpack for his sling,

"Which means that if, for some reason, the light were to break, we would be left with a confused and angry crowd unable to see clearly enough to tell friend from foe in the dark. They would have to either disperse like before, or descend into chaos."

 

[Virian]

"I don't know why but I have a feeling I', gonna puke and by the way can someone help me stop the bleeding? And do we have anything we could use as a cast for my hand?"

 

[racnor]

Dorian looked back and forth between Edgar and Quarter for a few moments, then glanced over at the nearby cannibal corpses with distaste.

"Well, I think I would have the best chance out of the three of us, but your options for bandages are limited to cannibal rags or bits of our own clothing, and the best i could do for your hand is a splint."

 

[Raiu]

"Well, you might as well splint it. If the church was legit, then the family might have some medical supplies for Val. I say we go for it."

Quarter punctuated this statement by picking up his bow. "Who wants to be a Good Samaritan?"

 

[racnor]

Dorian glanced up from his preparations to treat Valerian.

"Well, you know me. I'm up for it as long as I get my share afterwards. Even if the guy is lying about the reward, whatever batteries are powering that light would sell like gold to the right buyer."

 

[Gruber dude]

(This is for @See my smile character introduction.)

Meanwhile at the Church, six figures are chained up by the arms, though some of them are still trying to scream for help. The reason why they're screaming is because of the scene inside of the church. Though the outside tells one story: A peaceful location that gives off a warm vibe for any lonely Wastelander. But on the inside, another story is shown.

A mass gathering of Psychos, all eating the muscle and guts of all unlucky Wastelanders that seemed to have gotten slain by either them or the giant at the grill. But one of the Survivors doesn't seem to be screaming. A woman, though a bit roughed up, is staring Daggers at the fat man singing his made up tune.

"Meat, Meat, beautiful Meat, Me cook for customers to eat! Me chop, slash, and stab for me meat, so me food can be so unique!"

The only reason the girl hasn't beaten the ever loving shit outta this guy is because her stuff, besides her leather coat, was taken away. The guy to her left is beginning to cry.

"Oh God why? Why me?"

 

[See my smile]

The only reason the girl hasn't beaten the ever loving shit outta this guy is because her stuff, besides her leather coat, was taken away. The guy to her left is beginning to cry.

"Oh God why? Why me?"

Click to shrink...

"Oh for fucks sake, would you shut the fuck up." Riley muttered to the man next to her. Not only was his whining giving her a headache, it also had the possibility of bringing that fat fuck back.

 

[racnor]

Meanwhile, Dorian finishes tying an improvised treebranch splint on to Val's hand by the faint light of the spotlight.

"There, enjoy your amateur doc experience? If you want better, you'll have to hold out for a real doctor, but at at least it won't get worse."
(+4 wounds healed)

 

[Gruber dude]

"Oh for fucks sake, would you shut the fuck up." Riley muttered to the man next to her. Not only was his whining giving her a headache, it also had the possibility of bringing that fat fuck back.

Click to shrink...

"HEY! Meat no talk!" The Meatman says out in annoyance. "And meat no cry! Ruins taste! Then no customers come!" He then comes out with his Cleaver.
"Wich meat want to be cooked first?"

 

[See my smile]

"HEY! Meat no talk!" The Meatman says out in annoyance. "And meat no cry! Ruins taste! Then no customers come!" He then comes out with his Cleaver.
"Wich meat want to be cooked first?"

Click to shrink...

"Pretty sure you want to start with this guy." Riley said quickly motioning to the crying man. "cause he's not going to stop crying, so you'll want to get him done soon."

 

[racnor]

Dorian stood up and looked Valerian over again.

"Even with that splint, you won't be hacking up Psychos for a a few days at least, so even if you want to help out you'll have to stay back at a distance." He turned, facing Quarter, "Now, we're the sneaky sniper's here, so it's gotta be one of us that takes out that light. If one of us gets spotted on the way in, they run and make a distraction to let the other take their shot, deal?"

 

[Gruber dude]

"Pretty sure you want to start with this guy." Riley said quickly motioning to the crying man. "cause he's not going to stop crying, so you'll want to get him done soon."

Click to shrink...

The fatso leans his head as he thinks about it. Then he grabs at his chosen meat. Although....... It's not the one the girl suggested. It's her.
"No. Woman meat goes bad quick. You go in pot first! And- HEY!! WHO DRINKED SOUP FOR MEAT!?"
He tosses her down to the side of the stove. "Stay here!! I go get ingredients."
And with that, he storms to the kitchen closet and begins looking for spices. Though the girl sees her stuff in the next room, it seems impossible to reach while being in chains. Although the fatso didn't chain her up that tightly. Maybe, with just enough wiggling, she can get out of it easily.

Meanwhile, the group is still talking it out.

(Riley should count her lucky stars that someone decided to drink some soup. Maybe the group can reach her in time.)

 

[Virian]

"So what can I do then?" Valerian said"I'm no good in a melee now and my non melee weapons are no good for sniping.. ambushes yes, sniping no."

 

[Raiu]

"For the mean time, just watch over our stuff. I don't want any Cannibals taking our stuff." Quarter said to Valerian before turning towards Dorian. "Now, let's get going. You'll know if I get spotted, because there will be a lot of screaming Cannibals. Oh, and can someone push the sleigh? Thanks."

With that, Quarter went silent and snuck off in the direction of the church, an arrow ready. Shooting out a spot light? Well, it would be different than shooting a buck, that's for sure.

UPDATE
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The experienced hunter managed to evade the swell of hungry cannibals, over twenty years of hunting wild game evident. As he neared the church, he saw the shining light, aimed and loosed the arrow...

Only for it to miss. "Damn!" He muttered to himself as he drew another arrow.

Spoiler: Rolls

BEGIN SNEAKING MISSION: Raiu rolls 1d20+3+2 = 17
I GOT YOU IN MY SIGHTS: Raiu rolls 1d20+3+3 = 12

 

[Gruber dude]

Though the Meatman didn't hear anything at first, he hears an arrow narrowly missing his shiny and landing into a plate of meat right in his BBQ.

"Huh? What in the-"

The Meatman looks outside and sees a grizzled and burly man outside his restaurant, holding a bow with another arrow ready to be fired. He growls and looks at the chained up lady.

"You stay here. Me about to get more meat for customers."

He walks over to his Cleaver and picks it up, grinning from ear to ear. He walks outside and looks at Quartermain, hopefully his new meat. Jeb laughs at his bravery.

"You not smart, Meat! You know who I is? I'm the Meatman!! And I......Make meat.......Out of YOU!!"

And with that, he points his Cleaver right at Quartermain.

 

[racnor]

Meanwhile, Dorian watched from a block over, and took the giant's bellow to mean that Quarter was now serving as distraction, using the chance to sneak in and take his own shot.

The meatman spotted him quickly, but not quickly enough to stop the stone that crashed into the light, plunging the area into darkness lit only by the flickering stove, which cast the flabby giant in a demonic orange glow.

Dorian was fairly certain he was about to regret this...

 

[Da Boyz]

Edgar hadn't been idle while Quarter decided to taunt the living steamroller. Creeping around the edges of the church out of sight Edgar searched for a way into the Church that wasn't blocked by cannibals. Eventually he found an open window perfect for his purposes but with the situation as it was there was no way he'd be able to get in and reach the hostages without being swarmed by cannibals.

As the area plunged into darkness Edgar saw his chance. Pulling a stone from the rubble strewn ground he tossed it through one of the few remaining unbroken windows of the church.

Reeling from the sudden change in lighting the cannibals inside the makeshift restaurant were forced to rely on their other senses and focus on the sudden noise. Taking advantage of the sudden stampede toward the broken window and Jeb's bellowed threats at Quarter Edgar climbed through the open window in the church and advanced on the "ingredients" Jeb had left behind.

Now to hope that his distraction lasted long enough for him to free them.

Spoiler: Rolls

DaBoyz rolls 1d20+8 = 21 #This is a Stealth Mission Edgar

DaBoyz rolls 1d20+8 = 12 #Look a distraction

DaBoyz rolls 1d20+2 = 16 #Sneaky Sneak

 

[See my smile]

Though the Meatman didn't hear anything at first, he hears an arrow narrowly missing his shiny and landing into a plate of meat right in his BBQ.

"Huh? What in the-"

The Meatman looks outside and sees a grizzled and burly man outside his restaurant, holding a bow with another arrow ready to be fired. He growls and looks at the chained up lady.

"You stay here. Me about to get more meat for customers."

He walks over to his Cleaver and picks it up, grinning from ear to ear. He walks outside and looks at Quartermain, hopefully his new meat. Jeb laughs at his bravery.

"You not smart, Meat! You know who I is? I'm the Meatman!! And I......Make meat.......Out of YOU!!"

And with that, he points his Cleaver right at Quartermain.

Click to shrink...

Ripley took that opportunity to struggle and wiggle ad quietly as she could in an effort to escape her bindings.

 

[Gruber dude]

Turn 1: Edgar began to think of a very Cunning and smart plan to get inside the Church: A Window! The perfect plan to enter and break into the heart of the Cannibal eatery, while Jeb is suffering from the lack of leg day.

(Update 1.)

Turn 2: Sometimes, it pays to have a dumbass enemy. Edgar sneaky sneaks past Jeb, who was held up by a beautiful butterfly. Though he began to regret his team shooting out the lights, he hears the girly scream of a grown man. Jeb then looks at Quartermain and begins to run towards him! His Cleaver shines in his hand, he swings down and cuts deep into Quartermain's shoulder!! Quartermain, now feeling the Cleavers blade strike his very core, tried to outrun the fat man, but was immediately blocked. Then, with all his rage, Quarter thrusts his Arrow right into Jeb's eye, taking it out!! Jeb has lost his eye permanently, making this fight more fair!! And Riley, once previously trapped, is now free of her chains! Though she sees that the Cannibals are watching this fight closely.

(Update 2.)


Turn 3: Quartermain stumbles away, more out of tune with his body than ever. Jeb, in a fit of panic, tries to pull the arrow out of his eye, making him bleed some more. Then Dorian Shot a bolt through the swinging arm of Jeb! Finally, Edgar the Mailman, throws a knife into the Meatman's gut, doubling him over. With a few twitches, and some major blood loss from his eye, Jeb passes on.

The Cannibals are all silent, staring at the Mailman.

(XP total: 300 for each member of the group. Congrats @Raiu @Virian @Da Boyz @See my smile @racnor ! You're have beaten the meat!!)