Soo: [Kali dVostog] "I really don't see this as much of an improvement."
Dane: [GM] The fire GR-210 started is rapidly spreading and most people are running around either to escape, help or do anything besides COMMIT RANDOM ARSON.
Kyle: [Bailey Hunt] Bailey ducks behind the all, peering over at the spreading fire. "Yeah, 'splain how this 'posed to be better?"
Joe: [GR-210] "Quite simple my good man! Now that everyone is distracted by the fire, we can easily slip into town and waste this little pecker."
Ian: [Mari Shasho] "Except he's very important to them and they're certainly accounting for him in the middle of a fire."
Joe: [GR-210] "Why must you pollute all good things with your damned logic?"
Dane: [GM] First Scout Nate is running down the hill towards you guys. "Are you lot completely insane?!" he says in an angry whispering way.
Soo: [OOC] Insanity would be far too simple an answer.
Dane: [GM] As Nate gets to the road and begins to cross to the wall you hear a voice shout out. "There! The flare came from over there! To arms brothers! Heretics are attacking! Protect the prophet!" A flurry of gunfire erupts from the town, hitting the wall and whizzing by overhead.
Joe: [OOC] How does that work!? I just shot a flare at them.
Dane: [GM] Joe, what is the main point of firing a flare?
Joe: [OOC] To start fires or kill a vampire?
Dane: [GM] TO LOCATE SOMEONE.
Joe: [OOC] You know what? I've used flares for other things so many times in RPGs, I've forgotten that. I feel like my eyes have been opened.
Ian: [OOC] Does this mean 'shotgun' and 'lockpick' aren't interchangeable terms anymore?
Dane: [GM] As Nate approaches the wall, a rifle shell blasts through his midsection, showering everyone near the wall with a mist of blood! The unfortunate scout slumps onto the low wall.
Ian: [Mari Shasho] Mari tries to pull Nate over the wall to the group amid the gunfire.
Kyle: [Bailey Hunt] Bailey lends a hand.
Dane: [GM] You pull Nate over the wall, but he's clearly dying. He coughs up some blood.
Soo: [OOC] Do we still have medical potions?
Joe: [OOC] I'm not wasting those on an NPC!
Soo: [OOC] But what if he's important to our mission?
Ian: [OOC] As much as I hate to have an opinion that let's Joe have his way, if he were important, he wouldn't have gotten shot.
Kyle: [OOC] One of the key challenges in good roleplay is maintaining a realistic tact when, OOCly, you're being completely logical. For example:
Kyle: [Bailey Hunt] "Nate! Hang in there buddy!"
Dane: [GM] Nate breathes deeply, blood rolling out the side of his mouth. "I... I have one thing to say... carry it back to the grandmaster for me..."
Ian: [Mari Shasho] "Anything Nate."
Dane: [GM] "You people are the biggest collection of idiots I've ever met and it will be my everlasting shame to have died in your company." He then slumps down, dead.
Ian: [OOC] We can paraphrase a dying request, right?
Joe: [OOC] Surprised he got all that in there while coughing up blood.
Soo: [OOC] You know how they say that fear gives men wings? Maybe hatred gives them lung capacity.