Sometimes people do stupid things. The Sewers are no place for people to try and live. But some desperate homeless make a go at it. They usually only stick around until they trip a trap and wind up as dinner or until it rains and they realize just how fast the water levels can rise down here.

Tonight Greys sensors will be tripped a trio of young men with waders and heavy duty flashlights. Their voices echo into the tunnels as they slosh through knee deep water.

'Dude, theres a catacomb down here I just know it.'

'I know man, we all saw the map. But where the fuck is it? It smells like shit down here.'

[Any Nos are free to join this thread, stumble across them or have Grey tell you where to go.]  

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Beaumont wasn't wandering aimlessly...even she knew better than that at this juncture in time.  Making her way towards the suburbian paradise she created puppetry magic in when the sound of voices hit her ears.  Fuck no.  It wasn't spoken out loud, a thought passing through her head as disasters from too many times...far too recently for her liking went streaming through her head like bad video.

Calling upon the blood she slipped into the shadows, pushing herself out of the minds of would be on-lookers even down here.  Carefully she began to move closer, to get a better look and see what was being dealt with...the fact that it sounded like they were looking for the Warrens or something similar...did not set well at all...this was home now, and she'd be damned if there was going to be a little group of cronies, homeless people or anyone else who didn't belong wandering through here.  Hopefully...Grey had seen this...

As Buggy rounds a corner in the tunnels she will see them: Three young men with high maintenance hair and tattooed arms. Punks, she would guess, or maybe goths.

'Man up faggot. Darien found a nice dry catacomb down here a few months ago. It will be the perfect place.'

The three young men trudge forward, flashlight beams playing off the damp walls and occassionally a hand drawn map. They are headed straight for Buggys shadowed hiding place...

Pretties...pretties that wish they were like me because...they don't know.  The thought flashed through her mind as she realized they were comming towards her.  

Maybe Grey is slippingLater, she would think about that possibility later.  The perfect place for what?  Didn't matter...they weren't going to be staying here long...as they headed in her direction, she moved back around the corner the way she'd come...not far...just far enough to remain out of sight.  

It would force her obfuscate to drop...but as long as she could stay ahead of them it would be fine.  She forced a growl from her throat, as if to try and say...'this is our home.  Not yours. GTFO'


2009-02-27 11:19:09 Beaumont rolls 3 dice to Manip+Intimidation 2,6,10 (2 successes)

2009-02-28 07:55:03 Radiation rolls 3 dice to Willpower-punks [-1 diff, unseen threat, group bravado](Diff 5) 5,4,10 (2 successes)

The three men stop in their tracks, water sloshing at their knees and flashlight beams scattering in all directions.

'You fuckin hear that man!?'

'Chill dude. Its probably a possum or a big rat...'

The third kid slaps his knee and cackles into the darkness.

'You fuckin pussys. Its an animal! This place will be perfect, scare the panties right off all the girls. Now lets keep going before someone flushes their toilets on our heads..'

The three men creep forward again through the sludge and water...  

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Damnit. DamnitDamnitDamnit.  The thought went through her head as she heard the conversation...

She retreated back a little more...All the girls?  You're planning on having a party down here?!?!  Hell no.  

Stupid Pretties...very very stupid.  Where's that moody fucking Armadillo when you need him?

Moving back against the sewer wall she dropped to a crouch and waited for them to pass...3 on 1, would perhaps have been doable had she been better with the hands on sort of thing...as it was...she would have to try to pick them off one at a time.  Party my ass.  

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Predictably the three men pass within inches Buggy and somehow neglect to shine their lights in her direction or notice her pressed against the wall.

'You well that thing could be rabid...'

'I hope it bites Bob then, maybe then he will grow some nuts.'

'Fuck off.. I was bit by a dog when I was little. Its traumatic..'

The three men trudge onward bfore they come to a fork in the tunnels and stop in the shallower water. Two of them play with heir lights while one digs out a worn looking map with a trail marked in yellow.

'Weird guys, this left tunnel isnt on the map...'

Buggy would know this left tunnel can take you dangerously close to the Hovel. The right Tunnel goes into much older sections of the city that were closed off before Hyde began his renovations so many years ago.

Wrong way Pretties...

Grey.  You suck.  Check your plugs, maybe put in some traps that don't require electricity?  Fuck.  This is the second set of interlopers who've made it this far...what the hell?!?!  The thought skipped through her mind, and for a moment she paused at the thought of throttling the ever living shit out of the man when she saw him again.  


2009-02-28 13:23:38 Beaumont rolls 5 dice to Dex+Stealth 10,7,7,3,1 (2 successes)

Quiet as could be she snuck up behind the trio...if there was one lagging behind he would of course be grabbed first...if they were all walking along like characters from 'The Wizard of Oz' arms interlocked, skipping down the yellow brick road...she'd take the one on the left..because the one on the right was always wrong.

There is a clear rear-guard. The guy with the map takes point, followed by th skittish guy. The final one spends alot of time checking out the cieling for whatever reason with his flashlight. The trio starts walking down the right tunnel, into the old and deep parts of the tunnels.

'Well we aint leavin the map. Thatd be fuckin stooopid!'

'Yeah like your mom is stupid!'

'How old are we guys? seriously?'

2009-02-28 14:14:24 Beaumont rolls 5 dice to Dex+Stealth 1,9,6,9,1 (1 success)

Bad puppies no biscut.  Beaumont came up behind ceiling boy...she was perhaps the last person who ought to be doing this sort of thing.  She pushed blood through her system ((bp to STR)), and leaned over him just enough to be able to get her fangs into the man's neck...if she could quietly drain this one, then maybe she'd be able to get the other two before they got too much deeper into places they didn't belong.  This was going to be a pain in her ass...and she wasn't happy about any of it...she was a puppeteer not a battle drone or street fighter.  

This was home though...at least home for now...and if they couldn't keep the kine out of their halls...the old ones weren't far behind...were they?

2009-02-28 14:15:18 Beaumont rolls 4 dice to STR+BP+Brawl 4,7,9,7 (3 successes)

[Im assuming thats a Hold manuever, correct me if im wrong.]

Buggy will get the drop on the oblivious rear guard. Not expecting to be pulled from behind he is easily yanked off balance and into bite range of Buggys fangs.

2009-03-06 14:40:35 Radiation rolls 3 dice to Punk Courage (Diff 7) 7,3,2 (1 success)
2009-03-06 14:53:15 Punks rolls 4 dice to Per+Alert [+1 diff sloshing water] (Diff 7) 10,7,7,6 (3 successes)

Whether hes expecting a trick or really that brave, the punk only manages a gasp. Its enough; however, to alert his friends that something is amiss. From behind her human shield Buggy will see the two punks in the front spin around nad blind her with the beams of their flashlights and cry out in unison.

'What the fuck!?'

Yeah fuckers, wrong place to be.  The thought flashed through her mind briefly, almost at the same time she cursed herself for being the first one to respond to these...threats.  There was a reason people didn't throw raves in the sewers...it was just bad for your health.  Teeth went in for the kill right then, she'd hoped to be able to do this all quiet like but...noooo... little tresspassers couldn't be cooperative could they? [/i]  The last person perhaps to be put in a position to defend the home front...but things were as they were at this point.  All she could really do was hope that they didn't get out alive at this point.  

2009-03-07 18:59:49 Beaumont rolls 5 dice to Bite(BP spent again) 9,5,9,6,10 (4 successes)

2009-03-07 19:07:22 Beaumont rolls 9 dice to Bite Damage  2,1,10,6,6, 3,6,10,4 (4 successes)  

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Buggys fangs dont immediately kill the punk in her grasp, but the bright red arterial spray glinting in the flashlight beams promises that this intruder will be bleeding to death or dying of septis after taking such a wound in this filthy place.

The man in her arm screams, his friends return terrified screams and both turn tail and run from the mutated horror they saw tear their friends throat out. The men split up, one taking the tunnel away from Buggy the other doubling back around her to make a break for the split in the tunnels.

No sooner do the punks scatter than does Buggy hear the familiar voice of Grey, likely with Mister Hyde bellowing laughter in the background.

'About damn time girl! Now listen closely, because these are the rules of the game...'

Game? Oh you motherfucker.  Mental note...large pot of coffee for Grey's control panel.  Make sure it's an accident...maybe.  Find out what Hyde used to look like.  Commission a Torreador to make a mural.  Bring Mural down to the Hovel.  

"Game?  What fucking...g...nevermind.  Let's hear the rules."  For a creature that enjoyed seeing the misery and suffering of others through humor, she certainly didn't take too well to being the intentional..or unintentional target of such.  Maybe it was just the remnants of the last great 'game' she'd participated in...bah.

She noted that these boys...like with most prey...had devolved into that fight or flight instinct all creatures had...and it was every man for themselves.  Didn't these idiots watch scarey movies...when you leave your friends to die for the sake of self preservation...you always have to die.  It's in the universal karmic by-laws.

If Beau remembered right the one doubling back was a bigger threat to making it to the surface...as the one charging foreward was...well just going further into where he didn't belong anyway.