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capencowl20202020-01-16 10:44 pm
burlyboy) wrote in capencowl20202020-01-16 10:44 pm
[ OPEN ] rebellion with a hint of violence
WHO: A BAND OF REBELS. (And Magnus.)
WHERE: A hidden bunker for a meeting of rebels.
WHEN: Before Apollo's BREAK-OUT
WHAT: A group of rebels gather to discuss liberating some of their imprisoned peers and plan their next attack - and, if you like, play out a couple of those attacks! This is for a particularly violence-prone group, but any rebel forces are welcome to say they heard about it through the grapevine and pop in. Feel free to contact me if you've got any questions! PM/Plurk @ wisdombitch as usual!
WARNINGS: Probable discussion of violence!
If the people here know Magnus - and several of them do - then it's of no surprise that this safehouse is in a little woodworking, out in a more rural part of town. It's nothing sophisticated, but classics are good for a reason, and a well made false panel leading into a bigger room where they can speak comfortably works well enough for their purposes, especially when it's hidden behind plenty of hidden equipment and dangerous, cumbersome looking tools that just so happen to be as good at disemboweling a man as they are at slicing through a big hunk of wood.
The room itself is just as humble, little more than a room filled with enough chairs for everyone to sit on, a massive desk at the front for drawing up plans, and a few smaller tables lining it because even co-conspirators need a snack every now and then - though because it's Magnus, it's mainly cheese, cured meats and bread.
This isn't an official meeting, per se, nor is it an official arm of The Resistance, though they're frequent bedfellows and don't mind working together; the group that Magnus has cobbled together has a chaotic approach to things, a violent approach to things, favouring what Magnus chooses to call direct action.
At the front, Magnus goes over the job: they're to infiltrate a government base where they're experimenting on metahumans, they're to free all of its victims, destroy anything that could be of use to their enemies and are absolutely not to hesitate to kill their foes where they stand. Once Magnus finishes going over it, a makeshift map laid out over it, he stands back to let the more strategic minded among them to have their say, and to let the rebels talk amongst themselves.
He'll also note that it's rare that they can all be at the same place at the same time like this and that if they need to collaborate for future raids, he sure won't stop you. Hell, he might even join you.
"People are suffering out there," he says as he winds things down. "Let's fuck 'em up."
WHERE: A hidden bunker for a meeting of rebels.
WHEN: Before Apollo's BREAK-OUT
WHAT: A group of rebels gather to discuss liberating some of their imprisoned peers and plan their next attack - and, if you like, play out a couple of those attacks! This is for a particularly violence-prone group, but any rebel forces are welcome to say they heard about it through the grapevine and pop in. Feel free to contact me if you've got any questions! PM/Plurk @ wisdombitch as usual!
WARNINGS: Probable discussion of violence!
If the people here know Magnus - and several of them do - then it's of no surprise that this safehouse is in a little woodworking, out in a more rural part of town. It's nothing sophisticated, but classics are good for a reason, and a well made false panel leading into a bigger room where they can speak comfortably works well enough for their purposes, especially when it's hidden behind plenty of hidden equipment and dangerous, cumbersome looking tools that just so happen to be as good at disemboweling a man as they are at slicing through a big hunk of wood.
The room itself is just as humble, little more than a room filled with enough chairs for everyone to sit on, a massive desk at the front for drawing up plans, and a few smaller tables lining it because even co-conspirators need a snack every now and then - though because it's Magnus, it's mainly cheese, cured meats and bread.
This isn't an official meeting, per se, nor is it an official arm of The Resistance, though they're frequent bedfellows and don't mind working together; the group that Magnus has cobbled together has a chaotic approach to things, a violent approach to things, favouring what Magnus chooses to call direct action.
At the front, Magnus goes over the job: they're to infiltrate a government base where they're experimenting on metahumans, they're to free all of its victims, destroy anything that could be of use to their enemies and are absolutely not to hesitate to kill their foes where they stand. Once Magnus finishes going over it, a makeshift map laid out over it, he stands back to let the more strategic minded among them to have their say, and to let the rebels talk amongst themselves.
He'll also note that it's rare that they can all be at the same place at the same time like this and that if they need to collaborate for future raids, he sure won't stop you. Hell, he might even join you.
"People are suffering out there," he says as he winds things down. "Let's fuck 'em up."
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[ In recent years, he's favoured a more explosive approach. His company hasn't hindered him in this whatsoever. ]
Just gotta make sure any innocents are out first. The whole block. That shit spreads. Don't wanna fuck up any of the supports of any buildings that don't deserve it.
[ Explosives can take down a whole city. He should know. ]
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meeth jumps back up and dusts herself off before giving him a bonk on the kneecap with her ladle.]
Magsie! Remember what I told you about 'center of gravity!' [She ponders.] So we need something small in scalie... fire's not the only way to bring down a building. Do you know about freezie and thawie?
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Hey. No hitting.
[ Two can play that game! Though it certainly looks comical, this bear of a man beside this mite of a woman, both swatting at each other without any sense of ill will. ]
I know what freeze and thaw means but not, uh, what you got in mind. Fill me in, Meetha-Mind.
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It's why they have to repave the roads every spring after it's been all icy. Water flows into all the crannies, and then when it gets below zero--powie! [She throws her arms up for emphasis.] The ice forces it open, more and more, until it splits right down the middlie.
Works on concrete as well as stonies. [She summons her urn and taps it, making the stuff inside slosh and clink.] It'll come right downie without making anything else go blooie.
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[ He rubs at his chin. ]
It sounds less fun, [ he affords her, ] but more effective. Plus, if there's anything in there we need to, uh, liberate, it'll make it a lot easier.
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Anyway, you're just too attached to your bombs and molotovies. It's lots of fun to freeze something down, you'll see!
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[ He is attached to all varieties of things that go boom, but considering his history with it -- well, there's something a little gratifying in having a method that doesn't risk dozens if not hundreds of casualties. ]
Anything else I can do to help? I dunno, do you have to be magic to cook up magicite?
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[Really, apart from the amount necessary to keep the collapse contained, Meeth isn't concerned with precision. The more damage she can inflict on that place the happier she'll be, and she's sure Magsie feels the same way.]
Of course you can helpie! To be honest, I'm not sure magicite would fit with your expertisey, but if you could get anything that's coldie it would fill my urn nicely.
And that means you get first crack at throwing my workie.
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[ In fact, that might be what Magnus does. He won't mind a good rock hunting expedition. ]
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[She summons her pot.]
But before we start, I'd better give you a crash-coursie.
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[ Magnus is from a place with -- well, they have magical fridges, of course, and iceboxes, and cellars, but that's not really the same. ]
All right, Meeth. Lay it on me.
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This won't do any collateral harmie. Pick a spot where no one is standing and throw it as hard as you cannie!