Dane: [GM] She seems to buy Kali's lie and tips her head a bit. "So you believe my husband faked being kidnapped to slip away on some sort of expedition? If so, then who demanded the ransom money?"
Soo: [Kali dVostog] Kali nods.
Kyle: [Bailey Hunt] "We're thinkin' meh'be the folks who turned on 'im also got greedy and tried tah pull a profit on the whole ruse."
Joe: [GR-210] GR-210 skitters around to the middle of the talking people. "Wife of murdered person, may I investigate his personal belongings? There may be vital evidence related to how your husband is dead and never coming back again because he was brutally murdered."
Ian: [Mari Shasho] Mari winces. "Our apologies for him ma'am. He's got a defective personality circuit and it's causing him some issues. He means well but he's having issues being tactful until we can replace it."
Ian: [OOC] Do I have to roll for that lie?
Dane: [GM] I'm fairly sure being played by Joe is, in fact, a disorder so I'm going to just accept it.
Joe: [OOC] Hooray! I'm not just a player, I'm a condition. Let's have a walkathon!
Kyle: [OOC] Every year, thousands of gaming groups are infected with Joe. There are no early symptoms, there is no cure. Get educated, get the facts, get protected.
Ian: [OOC] "Are you sure this group doesn't have Joes?" "Nah baby, that's just a rash. Now come and make an attack roll."
Dane: [GM] Felicity Johnson nods weakly and points GR-210 upstairs.
Joe: [GR-210] GR rushes upstairs with glee. "I'm on a secret mission!"
Soo: [Kali dVostog] "You have no idea how happy I am you let him go someplace else ma'am."
Dane: [GM] Dillon Johnson has a personal study on the second floor of his town house. Well, HAD, but you get the idea. The room is small but densely packed with books and small artifacts mostly related to northern ancient cultures. More than a few of them look familiar to things you saw back in that tomb/temple.
Joe: [OOC] Alright time for some Tomb (related item) Raider work. I roll to search the hell out of this place.
[Joe] ROLLS. [GM] RECEIVES RESULTS.
Dane: [GM] The room has many items that might be of use, but one stands out to you: a journal in which numerous details related to the temple near Colton are discussed. It seems Mr. Johnson was of the belief that the tomb complex contained untold riches. Curiously it also lists his wife as part of the plot.
Joe: [GR-210] GR-210 quickly bites down on the journal to carry it downstairs. He skitters to the group and spits it out.
Soo: [Kali dVostog] "What is that you got there GR?"
Ian: [Mari Shasho] "It looks like a journal or something, let's take a look." Mari reaches for it.
Dane: [GM] Just as you reach for the journal a crack of lightening zaps near Mari's hand. You look up and Felicity Johnson has struck a fighting stance, her hand crackling with magical electricity. "Enough of this!" she yells angrily. "I'm a mage and this study is my consecrated channeling space. Just surrender and I'll end you quickly and cleanly!"
Soo: [OOC] A whatnow?
Ian: [OOC] Oh well, mages like me and this chick can have a single 'consecrated channeling space' basically a place arranged so all the magic channeling properties in it are uniquely suited to that mage (all spellcasters channel magic a wee bit different, you see). In short, in this tiny space, she's WAY more powerful than us.
Soo: [OOC] So running time?
Kyle: [OOC] Given the initiative bonus she's going to get, it'll probably just mean dying facing the wrong way. Nah Soo, you really REALLY don't want to mess with a mage in their space. We're going to just need to clobber her and hope we all have working organs at the end.
Joe: [OOC] Or I could say three simple words in character.
Kyle: [OOC] Those being?
Joe: [GR-210] GR-210 turns on his eye-mounted flashlights and begins to hop around violently. "TAKE. THE. SHOT."
Dane: [Danielle] Danielle sees GR's signal and settles into her sniping posture. "If my master wishes you to die, you are already dead..." she mutters as she pulls the trigger.
[Dane] ROLLS. [GM] RECEIVES RESULTS.
Dane: [GM] A large caliber bullet rips through the window, loudly shattering it as the crack of gunpowder echos through the night. Felicity Johnson's head explodes in a massive burst of gore and brain matter.
Soo: [OOC] I think Dane is having too much fun playing Joe's NPC maid/sniper.
Dane: [GM] If I'm stuck playing her, I'm at least going to enjoy GM's privilege on the description.
Kyle: [OOC] Why must every NPC we meet die?!
Joe: [OOC] Ooh! I know!
Kyle: [OOC] Besides because of you.