Log:20100116 - PolyChrome Ghouls

Scene:

cafe://PolyChrome - Navy Pier - Grand and Lake Shore

The Polychrome Net Cafe and Bookstore (Also called cafe://PolyChrome) is, to be frank, an 80's cyberpunk/born-again-pagan's wet-dream come to life in stereo. A modest sized venue set in the front of an older, smaller-sized red-brick warehouse on the waterfront, the Polychrome is a study in eclectic design, layout, and tastes. Along one wall of the store is a cafe counter catering to those of more.. eccentric tastes, yet does not sacrifice good old plain coffee in that. A large, frankenstein monster of a cappucino machine that looks like it was cobbled together from a Harley Davidson, the Robot from 'Forbbidden Planet' and the Unfinished Death Star steams away along the wall near the sink and fridge.

Along opposite the wall are numerous with soft and hardcovers ranging from a mixture of cyberpunk, science fiction, fantasy and gothic horror to Non-Fiction books about Mythology, theology, and paranormal topics to technical manuals about almost every peice of computer and electronic hard ware and software from the mid 60's to today. Old metal Magazine racks are scattered around the room, holding years upon years olf old issues of strange 'zines like Astronomers Monthly, Aquarius Digest, Wiccan Today, Heavy Metal, Fangoria, StarLog, PC Maximum, Wired, 2600..

The Rear wall houses a series of desks all with high powered computers hooked to the internet by broadband connection in a large network, and a number of webcams on top of the monitors and a few video cameras mounted around the room. There about a Dozen Computers in all open to the patrons of the cafe and the desks are set on each side of a large archway which is covered with a bead curtain, leading to bathroms and warehouse beyond. A few old, broken in couches and recliners are scattered in small circles around the establishment's open central floor , with a few small tables and chairs on the small platform in the front window which doubles as a stage for poetry or bands some nights. There are also a few covered tables outside.

RL Date:

May 06, 2009

IC Date:

Saturday January 16, 2010

Cast:

Abani
Anyanka
Rob
Rachel
Justin
Taban
Dyson
Javier
Lee
Isabel

It is night. it is COLD. And almost every business on the Peir is closed.. even ones that usually stay opened. All is quiet and dark except for the beacon of warmth and security that is the cafe://Polychrome. The owner, Dyson, being a member of the peir's business owber committe has urged everyone else to close early but keeps his place open for those few unfortunates (read: stupid idiots) who just have to come out to the Peir a night despite attacks having gone on around town. The sign on the door says Coffee: Free after sunset until further notice, so he isn't making a profit staying open. THe Albino sits on one of the couches, laptop in his.. uhm.. lap.. typing away and continuously checking local newsfeeds.

Rachel has come in out of the cold, her clothing soggy with the melting of ice that has formed on sweater, jacket and hair. The scarf that had been over her hair is just a thin wrung out peice of useless cloth that hangs limply over her shoulders. she blows in her hands as she stomps her feet then heads for the smell of coffee hoping for that and a hot sandwich.

Shortly after Rachel arrives, Rob walks into the restaurant as well, mumbling something about how the subways should run better at night. "Even at night, the bums don't sleep. They got those blankets but they don't sleep. They just beg for money." He stomps his shoes off a little and then looks at the menu.

Taban is seated somewhere within the room aside Justin as the two chit chat quietly there at their booth. Tabby sits next to Justin on the most inner side of the seat where she's at, Justin seated next to her on the outter part. The girl for now seems to be enjoying a warm cup of hot chocolate as she every now and then looks on up from her drink. Noticing Rach there walk through the door the kid immediately seems to get that energetic, if not manic, look about her, and she calls out to her friend with a somewhat hyper wave, as well as almost accidentally spilling her drink in the process. "Hey Rach! How's it going?"

Dyson looks up as three people enter in quick sucession. The Albino blinks once at the train of people, two who have already served themselves frm the FREE Coffee urn, besides which there are wrapped premade sammiches of a variety. He Keeps an eye on them, of course, but doesn't move from his tap-tap-tapping on his netbook. He picks up a mug of chai, definately not free, and takes a sip.

Justin fiddles with his cellphone for a moment, seated beside Taban, before just growling at the thing, "Stupid thing.." He looks about ready to throw it until he relaizes where they are, sighing he passes it off to Taban, "Do me a favor, the keypad is locked againa dn I can't figure it out.." he mutters under his breath missing the old brick cellphones, least you couldn't lose them.

Taban giggles softly at Justin though his brief bit of rage seemed to cause the kid some worry if not a bit of tension. She knew how he could get, very, very well, and it was unlikely for her to test him…at least not out in public. Such would've only caused that cute hiney of hers to be turned a bright red from the whipping she'd get. Taking the cell phone from him she offers him a warm smile then fidgets with it for a moment and handing it back to him as she answers back in kind, "Sure thing, here ya go."

Meanwhile, Rob is standing off to the side, sipping his coffee idly.

Dyson 's eyes seem to keep returning to the group.. especially the only person in his cafe who has colder blood then him. Justin. He doesn't seem riled or even overly buy having him in his cafe, but he always keeps checking him and his companion like any good business owner would when someone has the potential to be an undesirable. He takes a quick look at the netbook and then closes it and sets it aside. he unfolds from his curled up postion that shouldn't be comfortable for anyone with a spine, moving with a boneless grace as he rises to his feat and makes his way for the counter to slip behind it and refil the Urn. "Anyone need anything?" he calls out, not looking at anyone though.. Filling the filter with his house blend and a wee pinch (like, a half dozen grains) of salt to cut the acidity.

Rachel makes it to the back, nods at Taban and what's his name, (don't want to be eaten by Dyson) and hearing Dyson's call to coffee she heads for him. "yea, big coffee, and do you have stuff to eat too?" she is rubbing her hands and finally slips them under her sweater.

Abani walks into the cafe, she is dressed like tifa, the woman walks to a table and takes up a seat and relaxes. The woman knows a few faces here, but not many. Abani starts reading a menu.

Justin accepts the phone back and gives the girl a light kiss upon the cheek, "Thanks doll." Taking his phone and once agian fiddling with it heeventually finds what he was looking for, and starts entering numbers into his contact info. Speaking to Taban he asks, "Going to introduce me to your friend?" Those large hands keeping busy as he tries to work the small buttons.

Dyson turns red eyes to Rachel and nods. "Yeah. Got sandwhiches here.. Made them an hour or two ago…" he tells her. The container is actually two containers.. A bottom one, a tub, full of oce and a smaller one floating on top of said ice with the wrapped sandwhiches of various meats and 'salads' on homemade bread. "And have bagels and muffins and stuff." he sets the fresh urn to ON and takes the pretty much empty one to the side to drain the remnants and set it in the huge sink behind the frankenchino machine. "Regular food service ended when I sent the staff home at dusk." he explains. "Sorry. Most of the businesses on the peir are closed by dusk untill further notice." he looks apologetic. he looks to Abani. "Can I be of service?"

Rachel nods and pulls a wallet that had been stashed under her sweater somewhere. "Man it smells good too." and pulling a twenty out she slides it over to Dyson, "thanks." as she grabs the first sandwich she can then pulls a coffee for herself.

Abani looks to Dyson, "Steak, rare please." The woman then lays the menu flat and smiles, "Nice place you have sir." Abani comments while dusting her legs off.

Taban nearly squeaks softly in embarassment, as she had forgotten to introduce her friend to Justin, "Um…sorry Sir." Then looking back on over to where Rach is she tries to introduce the other woman to her guardian, "Rach, this is Justin…he's…he's my guardian, of sorts." How to put that without making it sound too bad…'Master' woudln't of quite worked in this setting and the girl knew to keep other's secrets just that…a secret.

Dyson blinks at Abani. "Uhm, miss.. We aren't a restuarant. Just a cafe with /some/ food service." he informs her. "I have some take out menus for restaurants that have that but.. They won't be delivering much down here tonight. These attacks on the news have forced a lot of businesses to close early." he explains. He takes Rachel's money and makes change without even having to loook, as if it is his mutant power, and slides it to her. He overhears the word master and gets the connotation quite well… And the first slip of emotion is seen.. a faint gritting of his perfect pearly whites.

Meanwhile, Rob looks over at Rachel and walks over to her. "Hey, fancy bumping into you again," He says with a slight smirk.

Rachel turns toward Taban with coffee and sandwich in hand and lifts the sandwich to wave back at her. "hi hi, wondered what happened to you lately." she eyes Justin warily as she draws near the table the two are sitting at.

Abani blinks and dohs (XD) "Umm.. a burger then, Sorry. I got ahead of myself there." she smiles at Dyson, "My brain wasn't in the right place, So just a burger is good."

Dyson blinks yet again at Abani. "We are a cafe.. as in COFFEE caffe. We have some sandwhiches, premade, and pasteries and stuff.. and on wednesdays we have Pizza brought in." he explains slowly. "And coffee.. LOTS and lots of coffee. Best in town, if you ask me." he smiles but keeps the others in his peripheral vision."

Abani sighs a bit and just face plants on the table, wow -way- out of it woman. The woman just keeps her head down, "I'm good thank you."

Justin offers abit of a wave towards the girl, Rachel, and smiles, his fangs clearly showing. He couldn't hide if he wanted to . Not that he does. He leans against Taban abit and rests, inquiring boredly, "So. What are you drinking Tabby?" Nodding towards her hot chocolate, "is it the real kind or the stuff they make with water?"

Justin's closeness to the kid seems to cause her to flush a bit at the cheeks as the color of rose tints there upon her otherwise sunkissed face. Giving Rachel a warm smile she motions to the other side of the booth that her and Justin are at as she answers back in a quiet tone, "Come sit with us. Justin doens't bite…well, at least not most others, heh." There was a bit of tension there within her tone, as if she might've been serious about the bitting thing, which very well coudl've been apparent since he wasn't exactly one to hide who he was. Turning to look back on over at Justin agian she offers him a warm if not shy smile as she pushes the drink on over for him to see. "It's just the chocolate mixed stuff with boiled water I think? It's pretty good, I'd ask you to try some, but um…well yeah, not exactly something that you'd enjoy, heh."

Rachel is careful to not look into Justins eyes and just hovers for a bit near the table while she thinks over setting there or not. She shrugs at the other teen. "sure, I've had time with that kind before." she motions toward Justin. "lived with one for a year or over." she places her drink and food on the table then begins to unwrap her sandwich.

The scent of Dead flesh permeates through the area. Not just dead flesh but decayed flesh.. A moment later there's a loud bang at the front door followed by the pattering and scraping of something along the walls and roof of the building. Not just something.. but alot of somethings..
A moment later Four ghouls burst in through the front door and begin clambering over the multitude of couchs towards their prey. A hungry look to those sunken eyes as their nude forms move with rapid speed, spreading out as two immediately lock onto Rachel's scent while the other two split apart one heading towards Abani the other Taban, not seeming too afraid of the large man she is with. As another loud bang can be heard out front followed by the sound of breaking glass as the ghouls attempt to find food.

Dyson smirks at Abani. "Maybe you /need/ a coffee? I have a few with herbal infusions that help get the synapses flowing.. or so I have been told." he motions to the menu. "of maybe the Coffee of Cthulhu? Eight Shots of Expresso that are then filtered twice through a coffee filter of jamaican blue mountain to help fortify it, then add two tablespoons of instant coffee, about eight teaspoons of natural cane sugar and finally ended with few ounces of gourmet hot chocolate.. not powder but the real melted chcolate, mixed in." he overhears the vamps question, even from this far away, and calls out absently "It's the /real/ stuff. Why don't you try some, on the house!" he asks in his steady monotone, though raised enough so it can be heard. Though if he is going to say something else it is cut off by the Throng of Ghouls who bust through his front door and windows. The usually implacable Dyson actually seems surprised almost by this. But he is an animal whose very virtue is ready stillness, transisting from doing nothing to the attack as if he were just floating in the muddy water and then grabbing attacking a creature who was at the shore taking a drink, unawares. Without any concious thought he climbs up and leaps off the counter in a blur of liquid motion, with hands curled almost like claws, yelling "RUN! at the top of his lungs as he lunges towards the nearest ghouls.

GAME> Dyson rolls 39 against 50% <+40% +20% -30%> : 41% success

GAME> Dyson's melee attack does _10_ damage.
GAME> Success: 41, Muscle: 35, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 16

Abani pulls her gloves, each has a plate that is over her fingers, designed for better impacts. "I'm getting SICK and TIRED of these damn things!" the lioness growls, her eyes instantly turning yellow as she actually does a round house kick against the one attacking her.

GAME> Abani rolls 52 against 50% <+36% +23% -30%> : 27% success

GAME> Abani's melee attack does _2_ damage.
GAME> Success: 27, Muscle: 31, Multiplier: 1, Max.Damage: 6

Abani pulls her gloves, each has a plate that is over her fingers, designed for better impacts. "I'm getting SICK and TIRED of these damn things!" the lioness growls, her eyes instantly turning yellow as she actually does a round house kick against the one attacking her. She makes contact with the beasties head and comes back around ready for more. (fixed repose)

Dyson 's fingers, while not actual claws (yet), actually rip through the ghoul's, whom is the one attacking Abani, flesh like it were paper. In a spray of dark ichor bits of it's guts spray across a few tables. It is a sizabl chunk of flesh and organs… The albino lands and doesn't even stumble, his blurred body comming to a halt as he looks bac over his shoulder and groans. "Fucking sonuvabith!" he curses, out of character for the usuall super calm man.

GAME> Justin rolls 14 against 50% <+35% +20% -30%> : 61% success
GAME> Justin rolls 88 against 50% <+35% +20% -40%> : 23% failure
GAME> Justin rolls 73 against 50% <+35% +20% -50%> : 18% failure
GAME> Justin rolls 17 against 50% <+35% +20% -60%> : 28% success
GAME> Justin rolls 16 against 50% <+35% +20% -70%> : 19% success

GAME> Justin's melee attack does _5_ damage.
GAME> Success: 61, Muscle: 45, Multiplier: 1, Max.Damage: 11

GAME> Justin's melee attack does _1_ damage.
GAME> Success: 28, Muscle: 45, Multiplier: 1, Max.Damage: 7

GAME> Justin's melee attack does _2_ damage.
GAME> Success: 19, Muscle: 45, Multiplier: 1, Max.Damage: 6

Rising Up Justin has a rather casual look to his eyes as he assumes a brawler stance. His arms coming up next to his head they are tucked in close, quite obviously a boxer or abit of a brawler as he kicks over the table and starts swinging at the ghoul that comes for his girl. A rapid succession of rabbit punches are thrown with only the first and last two actually connecting though his massive size moreso than the quick flurry of punches seems to do more to intimidate the ghoul than anything.

GAME> Taban rolls 4 against 50% <+29% +10% -30%> : 55% success
GAME> Taban rolls 97 against 50% <+29% +10% -30%> : 38% failure
GAME> Taban rolls 57 against 50% <+29% +10% -30%> : 2% success

GAME> Taban's melee attack does _3_ damage.
GAME> Success: 55, Muscle: 29, Multiplier: 1, Max.Damage: 8

As the scent of death and decay waft through the room with the rapid succession of shuffling, Tabby lifts her gaze on up from the table that she's seated in as a tiresome look settles there upon her soft features. As Justin kicks off the table and sending it to the floor the girl seems a bit surprised as he actually goes to defend her, though that surprise doens't last long as she's just a quick to help out her friend, Rachel as two more zombies move to attack her. The teen leaps to to steady herself at Rachel's side as she takes on what seems more to be like a street-like fighting stance, her hands up but easy as her legs move shoulder width apart. A quick succession of hits is given at one of the zombies though the others seem to miss by far as the beast dodges and turns.

GAME> Rachel rolls 46 against 50% <+25% +10% -30%> : 9% success

GAME> Rachel's melee attack does _2_ damage.
GAME> Success: 9, Muscle: 15, Multiplier: 1, Max.Damage: 2

GAME> Dyson rolls 77 against 50% <+46%> : 19% success

Rachel is only seconds behind the others that stand to take on the ghouls. "Crap'ol…" is screamed and she does the only thing she can, swinging the large cup of coffee in her around without thought and letting it go to fly toward the watchamacall it deadish thing that is trying to harm her cute ass.

GAME> Rob rolls 5 against 50% <+14% +15%> : 74% success

GAME> Rob's ranged attack does _12_ damage.
GAME> Success: 74, Obs: 14, Multiplier: 3, Max.Damage: 27

Great, more zombies. As if Rob doesn't see enough of them when he's out and about. Fortunately, it just so happens that he put his cup of coffee down when the smell of decaying flesh came to his nose, and he then turned to see the incoming undead. Shaking his head, Rob mutters, "It's a good thing I always carry this with me!" As he draws his sidearm from his pocket. He takes aim at the nearest zombie, drawing a bead on it, and then fires off a shot, striking it square in the forehead. He then yells to the others, "Come on, we gotta move!"

The ghoul that was about to attack Taban turns quickly to flee, it's not stupid, as does the one that just had most of its torso ripped open after getting kicked in the head. Those attacking Rachel and Rob are wracked with pain similarly, with the one that just received a shot to the chest staggers backwards before lunging again at Rob, grapplying his gun arm and attempting to bite him though not quite getting close enough yet, best it manages is clothing. That one That Taban and Rachel have started fighting is screaming, screaming something /horrid/ as its face suffers second degree burns from the coffee, decayed flesh boiling up and pulsifing. Four more ghouls rush in throught he front door with many many more being able to be seen outside climbing out of the manhole at the scream of their companion.

The ghoul that was about to attack Taban turns quickly to flee, it's not stupid, as does the one that just had most of its torso ripped open after getting kicked in the head. Those attacking Rachel and Rob are wracked with pain similarly, with the one that just received a shot to the chest staggers backwards before lunging again at Rob, grapplying his gun arm and attempting to bite him though not quite getting close enough yet, best it manages is clothing. That one That Taban and Rachel have started fighting is screaming, screaming something /horrid/ as its face suffers second degree burns from the coffee, decayed flesh boiling up and pulsifing. Four more ghouls rush in throught he front door with many many more being able to be seen outside climbing out of the manhole at the scream of their companion.

GAME> Dyson rolls 67 against 50% <+40% +20% -30%> : 13% success
GAME> Dyson rolls 74 against 50% <+40% +20% -40%> : 4% failure
GAME> Dyson rolls 97 against 50% <+40% +20% -50%> : 37% failure
GAME> Dyson rolls 81 against 50% <+40% +20% -60%> : 31% failure
GAME> Dyson rolls 66 against 50% <+40% +20% -70%> : 26% failure
GAME> Dyson rolls 5 against 50% <+40% +20% -80%> : 25% success

Into his phone, Rob says, "Zombie attack at cafe://PolyChrome. Need backup."

GAME> Dyson's melee attack does _16_ damage.
GAME> Success: 41, Muscle: 35, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 16
GAME> Dyson's melee attack does _14_ damage.
GAME> Success: 41, Muscle: 35, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 16

Into his phone, Rob says, "This is Rob. We need backup here!"

Javier was in the back with the ladies. He think he hears a commotion that is not comming from him. He looks to Lee and Isabel "Might be trouble… I will see what is going on."

Dyson looks at the fairly disembowled ghoul and in the animal brain decides that it can be taken care of by the other shifter. He quickly takes stock of the creatures.. The bloodsucker doesn't need help with the one he is tangling with. And there is that guy with the fucking firearm, for whom he makes a calm mental note to not allow in the cafe.. at all. Unless he leaves the peice outside. Anyways, That leaves two more heading towards the remaining humans. HE has never hid his condition, the non-albino related one, from anyone.. He just doesn't tell people outright. But customers, people, many who are NOT inhuman are in trouble and his non-animal brain doesn't take kindly to that at all. "Screw it.." he murmurs and he erupts from stillness into that whiteish blur as he closes the short distance between himself and the ghouls coming through the door. Fingers still curled like claws, he rips into the thing with almost surgical slashes, left and right. But they are slippery things and even nearly blurring, the sheer number makes it hard to hit what he wants with any effectiveness.. At least two of the slashes hit, though, ripping through the pair of ghouls in the doorway.. sending sprays of that shredded organs and ichor. Large chunks that would have probably nearly killed a human are missing, oh yeah, though for ghouls it is not putting either of them QUITE down for the count… "Damnitall."

GAME> Abani rolls 2 against 50% <+36% +23% -30%> : 77% success

GAME> Abani's melee attack does _2_ damage.
GAME> Success: 77, Muscle: 31, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 22

Abani growls, as she growls seeing the new wave coming in, picking the closest one and knocking it's.. jaw off? She lands a solid blow, but only managed to snap the uglies jaw, probably pissing it off too.

Those with sensitive hearing might overhear the following from Rob's phone. "This is CPD dispatch requesting SWAT and all available units to respond to a ghoul attack in progress at cafe://PolyChrome on Grand and Lake Shore. Be advised, ghouls are exhibiting aggressive behaviors in line with recent attacks. Officers with former RPIT experience should be present before any officer enters the scene. There may be civilian casualties. Ambulances and CFD are en route."

GAME> Justin rolls 18 against 50% <+35% +20% -30%> : 57% success
GAME> Justin rolls 30 against 50% <+35% +20% -40%> : 35% success
GAME> Justin rolls 8 against 50% <+35% +20% -50%> : 47% success

GAME> Justin rolls 20 against 50% <+35% +20% -60%> : 25% success
GAME> Justin rolls 77 against 50% <+35% +20% -70%> : 42% failure

GAME> Justin's melee attack does _20_ damage.
GAME> Success: 57, Muscle: 45, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 20

GAME> Justin's melee attack does _6_ damage.
GAME> Success: 35, Muscle: 45, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 16

GAME> Justin's melee attack does _8_ damage.
GAME> Success: 47, Muscle: 45, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 18

GAME> Justin's melee attack does _6_ damage.
GAME> Success: 25, Muscle: 45, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 14

Shrugging out of his coat the Vampiric brute pops his knuckles loudly and moves forwarddrawing a pair of brass knuckles onto each fist in the process. He moves with inhuman speed but ewith the strength of a true dark lord. There's no flashy hiss no bullshit vampiric gimmicks. No this is a fucking brawl, and he's a brawler. Knives addorn his back in a multitude of sheaths and sizes, ranging from your basic pocket knife to an Austrillian Kukri and a machete. Obviously When he comes out, he comes out. Throwing out his fist against the first he knocks the head clean off as the second punch lands against one of those Dyson slashed the sound of undead ribs popping is blatantly heard. Another punch is thrown at the third, then stepping forward a backhanded haymaker is delivered to the second before the third is hit with an over head jab and swift uppercut.

Isabel walks out of the backroom, in the back. Where people just hang out, not doing anything weird. She looks around to see what is going on.

GAME> Taban rolls 36 against 50% <+29% +10% -30%> : 23% success
GAME> Taban rolls 72 against 50% <+29% +10% -40%> : 23% failure
GAME> Taban rolls 45 against 50% <+29% +10% -50%> : 6% failure

GAME> Taban's melee attack does _2_ damage.
GAME> Success: 23, Muscle: 29, Multiplier: 1, Max.Damage: 5

The ghoul that Tabby was after to help her friend Rachel out gets another solid fist in the face, though the teen isn't nearly as strong as many of the others here, so her punch seems to hold very little power to it. THe ghoul on the other hand might soon enough realize this…and at that point the girl very well may be sweatin' it when it comes down to that. Luckily, there's Dyson and Justin within the cafe…which the two will and probably could very easily take care of the situation even without the use of the police or even any sort of weapon.

Lee comes out of the back room after Javier, hurrying along to catch up while trying to tuck in her shirt, obviously having just *tried* to do something weird. She looks up at Javier, but can't really see around him, poking at his arm, "Hey, Boss, what's going on?" she says while leaning down to unfasten the sheath in her boot.

GAME> Rachel rolls 74 against 50% <+25% +20% -30%> : 9% failure

Rachel has lost the cup, but when her hand comes back there is something else on the table. She grabs it without thought and with a slid of her right foot and a hard thrust, she slams the cup of hot chocolate into Taban's back when the other girl some how gets between her and the Ghoul that Rache is aming for. (not sure if the cup cracks or not)

GAME> Rachel's melee attack does _4_ damage.
GAME> Success: 9, Muscle: 15, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 4

GAME> Taban sustains 4 points of damage <passing injuries>

GAME> Ghoul rolls 35 against 50% <-19%> : 4% failure
GAME> Ghoul rolls 82 against 50% <-17%> : 49% failure
GAME> Ghoul rolls 72 against 50% <-15%> : 37% failure
GAME> Ghoul rolls 18 against 50% <-25%> : 7% success
GAME> Ghoul rolls 87 against 50% <-30%> : 67% failure

GAME> Ghoul's melee attack does _4_ damage.
GAME> Success: 7, Muscle: 14, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 4

GAME> Ghoul rolls 42 against 50% <-30%> : 22% failure
GAME> Ghoul rolls 48 against 50% <-30%> : 28% failure
GAME> Ghoul rolls 42 against 50% <-25%> : 17% failure
GAME> Ghoul rolls 65 against 50% <-25%> : 40% failure

To call this a raid would be an understatement.. Its like someone on the Horde side of the server decided to get twenty fifve of their buddies and run from Undercity to Stormwind… As Dyson and Justin get to work at the door, another two take the two that fall's place. The one near Taban is reeling from the multiple blows now and looks to be on its last leg, metaphorically speaking while the other has decided that Isabel looks tasteier than Rachel and lunges for her, locking itself into combat with Isabel though not able to land a swipe or claw it comes very close. The other that is currently suffering from a gunshot wound to the chest though has decided that Rachel still looks yummy and attempts to pounce her, though flies over her head and lands behind her. Two ghouls rush Justin simultaniously as still yet another three bumrush Dyson, all swinging madly, though non connecting with the brawlers. Though when two more push through the already packed door, one leaps over Justin's head and rushes towards Lee, missing her by a long shot with its claw while the second actually manages to slice at the vampire's side… though it doesn't seem very effective.. at all.

GAME> Justin sustains 4 points of damage <passing injuries>

Inside the café, the sounds of sirens can be heard faintly, as emergency responders closest to the Navy Pier converge on the scene. Several squad cars pull up leaving a healthy distance between them and the building, and the officers begin arming themselves, waiting for SWAT and the Tac Team to arrive.

GAME> Javier rolls 35 against 70% <+43% +25% -30%> : 73% success
GAME> Javier rolls 45 against 70% <+43% +25% -40%> : 53% success
GAME> Javier rolls 76 against 70% <+43% +25% -50%> : 12% success
GAME> Javier rolls 79 against 70% <+43% +25% -60%> : 1% failure

GAME> Javier's melee attack does _20_ damage.
GAME> Success: 63, Muscle: 40, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 20
GAME> Javier's melee attack does _2_ damage.
GAME> Success: 43, Muscle: 40, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 16
GAME> Javier's melee attack does _4_ damage.
GAME> Success: 2, Muscle: 40, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 8

GAME> Dyson rolls 86 against 40% : 46% safe <NO SHIFT>

Javier takes out his smaller but so cool for the clubs handaxe. He shakes his head as he looks to the ghoul that tries to attack Isabel "Not today!" He says then cleaves the ghoul head off. He then looks over to attack the ghoul the that is trying to strike Lee but he notices the blood lust in her eyes and knows she wants to test herself against the ghoul on her own. Seeing how Abani does not seem to be in any danger he goes over to assist Rachel sending two light hacks into the ghoul attacking her. Clearly Javier is holding back wanting to make sure he does not accidently hack through the ghoul and hit Rachel.

GAME> Dyson rolls 73 against 50% <+40% +20% -30%> : 7% success
GAME> Dyson rolls 7 against 50% <+40% +20% -40%> : 63% success
GAME> Dyson rolls 8 against 50% <+40% +20% -50%> : 52% success
GAME> Dyson rolls 90 against 50% <+40% +20% -60%> : 40% failure
GAME> Dyson rolls 100 against 50% <+40% +20% -70%> : 60% critical failure
GAME> Dyson rolls 6 against 50% <+40% +20% -80%> : 24% success

GAME> Dyson's melee attack does _6_ damage.
GAME> Success: 7, Muscle: 35, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 8
GAME> Dyson's melee attack does _16_ damage.
GAME> Success: 63, Muscle: 35, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 20
GAME> Dyson's melee attack does _6_ damage.
GAME> Success: 52, Muscle: 35, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 18
GAME> Dyson's melee attack does _10_ damage.
GAME> Success: 24, Muscle: 35, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 12

Dyson lets out a thriss of slight frustration, licking his lips as the anger slowly boils deep within him. But he is collected.. controlled.. And even shoots a glance over at the vampire whom is armed. "Remind me to flip a coin over the weapons check idea tomorrow." he says, almost casually.. "Scuse me for a second…" Then he turns to the incoming horde and, as if he dug his feet into the ground, surges at the trio who attack him. He waves and winds through their attacks, almost makng the boneless motions looks easy as he bends in ways humans just.. shouldn't. He twists under and around their slashes and kicks, unleashing raking slashes at them with his curled fingers which are caked in their blood.. or whatever the hell it is. He tears the two he already wounded last attack assunder and gets a swipe on the third but… Even for someone as quick as he is, he can't twist forever.. He overextendes himself in such close quarters and twists one wrong way and impales his side, if shallowly, on one of the metal bars in the broken door's windows that have been bent in. His thriss becomes pained and he pulls himself off the bar, clutching his side.

GAME> Dyson rolls 33 against 30% : 3% safe <NO SHIFT>

GAME> Abani rolls 36 against 50% <+36% +23% -30%> : 43% success
GAME> Abani rolls 32 against 50% <+36% +23% -40%> : 37% success

GAME> Abani's melee attack does _2_ damage.
GAME> Success: 43, Muscle: 31, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 14

GAME> Abani's melee attack does _12_ damage.
GAME> Success: 37, Muscle: 31, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 14

Abani growls at the ugly in front of her, She dodges it attacks, keeping herself limber and moblie, much like mister brawler, expect different style. The fist hit that lands is a love tap compared to the second one, Her strong left coming in and knocking that ghouls head off.

GAME> Justin recovers 5 points of damage <no injuries>

GAME> Justin rolls 53 against 50% <+35% +20% -30%> : 22% success
GAME> Justin rolls 4 against 50% <+35% +20% -40%> : 61% success
GAME> Justin rolls 22 against 50% <+35% +20% -50%> : 33% success
GAME> Justin rolls 49 against 50% <+35% +20% -60%> : 4% failure
GAME> Justin rolls 87 against 50% <+35% +20% -70%> : 52% failure

GAME> Justin's melee attack does _8_ damage.
GAME> Success: 22, Muscle: 45, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 14
GAME> Justin's melee attack does _12_ damage.
GAME> Success: 61, Muscle: 45, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 22
GAME> Justin's melee attack does _16_ damage.
GAME> Success: 33, Muscle: 45, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 16

GAME> Dyson sustains 8 points of damage <passing injuries>

GAME> Taban recovers 2 points of damage <passing injuries>

Justin just puts in work. Plain and simple. There's no hiss still, the wound on his side healing over instantly as he throws a right cross catching one ghoul a right cross the jaw, then the second goes down as a left straight is thrown. The third is offered an elbow to the spine that causes the sound of shattering ribs to be heard followed by a splatter of blood as several bones thrust out of its chest. Turning to the fourth and last one standing he attempts a quick rabbit punch combo though the beast darts out of the way. His amber eyes cold and calculating as ever as he speaks to the lizard-man, "When you start outlawing weapons only criminals carry them.. Remember, i'm not your enemey, least not this night."

GAME> Isabel rolls 83 against 60% <+49% -40%> : 14% failure
GAME> Isabel rolls 70 against 60% <+49% -50%> : 11% failure
GAME> Isabel rolls 92 against 60% <+49% -60%> : 43% failure
GAME> Isabel rolls 1 against 60% <+49% -70%> : 38% critical success

Isabel is attacked by one but he gets his head cut off before she can even react, so she quickly moves to the nearest one. She dances around the target, taking a couple a swing that just seem to miss one after the other, before she steps forward quickly and gives a high kick which lifts the ghoul a foot off the ground before it slams back down with a thud in two pieces.

GAME> Taban rolls 18 against 50% <+29% +10% -30%> : 41% success
GAME> Taban rolls 51 against 50% <+29% +10% -40%> : 2% failure
GAME> Taban rolls 24 against 50% <+29% +10% -50%> : 15% success

GAME> Taban's melee attack does _3_ damage.
GAME> Success: 41, Muscle: 29, Multiplier: 3, Max.Damage: 21

GAME> Taban's melee attack does _12_ damage.
GAME> Success: 15, Muscle: 29, Multiplier: 3, Max.Damage: 12

GAME> Javier sustains 12 points of damage <passing injuries>

GAME> Taban's melee attack does _9_ damage.
GAME> Success: 15, Muscle: 29, Multiplier: 3, Max.Damage: 12

GAME> Lee rolls 74 against 70% <+17%> : 13% success

GAME> Lee rolls 32 against 70% <+17%> : 55% success
GAME> Lee rolls 32 against 70% <+17%> : 55% success
GAME> Lee rolls 75 against 70% <+17%> : 12% success

GAME> Lee's melee attack does _2_ damage.
GAME> Success: 45, Muscle: 27, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 14

GAME> Javier sustains 2 points of damage <passing injuries>

GAME> Lee's melee attack does _8_ damage.
GAME> Success: 35, Muscle: 27, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 12
GAME> Lee's melee attack does _4_ damage.
GAME> Success: 2, Muscle: 27, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 6
GAME> Lee's melee attack does _4_ damage.
GAME> Success: 2, Muscle: 27, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 6

GAME> Javier sustains 2 points of damage <minor injuries -05%>

The rotting smell of flesh, cacked in with the coppery scent of blood mixes in a pool of potent stench within the chaotic room. Zombies seem to fly here and there as Dyson and Justin seem to simply tear up the remaining bits and pieces of zombie ass. Those left within the room seem to have 'died' down considerably as only two more remain. Tabby reaches behind her back and uder her hoddie as she unsheaths her kukri. The sharp balde shimmers under the dim pool of light wihtin the room as bits and pieces of flesh, blood and zombie juice spread all over the place, here, there and everywhere are hints zombie goo. A head misplaced here, bones cracked over there, Dyson impalling himself on a glass shard from the window…cats and dogs, living together…mass hysteria. The room was caked in blood as Tabby moves quickly on over to where Lee as to help fight the ghoul on her…as Justin seemed more then capable of tearing bodies apart that fly at him, even if six at a time. WIth a swift strike she hacks into the zombie for a good deal of damage as her razor-like blade sinks deeply into the zombies left shoulder. Unfortuantely as she pulls back, the blade gets stuck there as she has to use full force to pry it lose, only to accidentally cut into Javier's side with it from the sudden unsteadiness of the jerking motion.

Lee growls when the ghoul pushes past her, whirling and taking up her knives, drawing one up from her boot on her way upwards and slashing at the monster, giving it a decent cut on the leg. She pulls her second knife from her pocket, thrusting at the zombie's chest, slashing out, then brings both arms up, slashing in a downwards 'X' motion, one of her arms getting knocked off balance and slicing into Javier's arm a little bit. "Yo, Boss! Move it!"

Outside the sound of flame throwers, automatic, and semi-automatic gunfire can be heard. That one ghoul in the door way has a look on its face that says that if it could drop a duece right now, it probably would, it's completely stunned and in fear of those about him. Blindly it lashes out at Justin only to miss as the man steps back momentarily from the wide swing before moving back in. The other back by Javier and the others just kinda stands there, not really able to move though it flails at them like a cornered animal.

Abani looks out the door at the police as they -finally- show up, taking a deep breath. "Can I have the coffee now please." She asks Dyson and moves off to one side, to wiat for it.

As the cops wrap up outside, Javier whips out his axe and in a swift motion beheads the one near the pride while Justin literally rips off the other's head before simply dropping it and casting it aside. A complete lack of emotion upon his face.

Justin turns and looks towards Taban with a sigh, shaking his head he emits a sharp whistle at the girl as he moves to grab his jacket. The brass knuckles disappearing from his hands as the jacket is slipped onto his form. He holds out his hand for the knife from her before nodding towards the side exit, "Time to ghost Little one."

Javier is doing fine and feeling good. He is killing ghouls and has not even had any blood or guts on his new shirt "Only two left we are going to be alri…" And then Javier feels a blade sink into his side "Arghhh!" He yells out from the unexpected hit. He backs up closer to his group and feeling safe around them "Arghh Jesus! What the fuck Lee?!" Once again hit be friendly fire. He decides to let some one else feel his pain and finishes off a ghoul. He then nods to what Justin says and looks to his females "We are out of here."

Taban hears the sharp shrill of Justin's whistle as he calls to her. Very much like a little lost puppy, the kid quickly takes one look around the room, offering an appologetic smile to Javier as she soon dashes on over to where Justin stands in the mess of zombie flesh, and blood pooled at his feet. The kid frowns softly as he offers his hand out for the kukri and begrudgingly hands it over. Taking up beside her Master and somewhat behind him she follows in suit as he grabs his jacket and the two make headway on out of the cafe, and seeming to leave the mess of blood, guts and gore behind. Hopefully Rachel also made it out ok though through the mass of flesh and bodies, it's hard to tell as of now. Following the vampire on out, Tabby stays close as the two exit stage left.

Isabel looks around as the last of them get chopped up. "Where did all of them come from, and why are they attacking here?" She glances over towards javier, noticing him hurt, though it was mostly from his friends. "You alright?"

GAME> Javier recovers 7 points of damage <passing injuries>
GAME> Taban recovers 3 points of damage <no injuries>

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