lord pringle
2012-04-13, 01:04 AM
It is the fifth of June. The City has been buzzing with the news that last night a Governmental research building on the corner of Mongoose St. and Tenant Blvd. exploded last night. The government claims it was a gas leak, but no one believes that a gas leak could leave a perfectly round crater with no trace of there ever having been a building in the plot.
Jack Moon:
You are at your apartment on 25th and Chester. Your Chatterbox™ phone beeps with a message. It is 11 A.M.
Dave Larson:
You are taking the subway home from buying groceries. Your section is mostly empty. One fellow subway goer, dressed like a stage magician, stands up and pulls out a gun. He waves it around and shouts,"Everybody down! This car is property of The Tarot now! Drop your phones and wallets and you can live!" It is 11 A.M.
Guy Decker:
You are walking down the street, when you see your patron, The G-Man on the other side of the road. He nods at you and beckons you over. It is 11 A.M.
Jack Moon:
You are at your apartment on 25th and Chester. Your Chatterbox™ phone beeps with a message. It is 11 A.M.
Dave Larson:
You are taking the subway home from buying groceries. Your section is mostly empty. One fellow subway goer, dressed like a stage magician, stands up and pulls out a gun. He waves it around and shouts,"Everybody down! This car is property of The Tarot now! Drop your phones and wallets and you can live!" It is 11 A.M.
Guy Decker:
You are walking down the street, when you see your patron, The G-Man on the other side of the road. He nods at you and beckons you over. It is 11 A.M.