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Casino Royale
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DARTH-bojangles
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May '05
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Date Posted:
3/5 7:31am
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RE: Casino Royale
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MI5 HQ, Corridors en route to Q'branch
IC as Joss Vendu
After Agent Stent's exchange with Halon, Joss caught up with the Ubese as he ended with, "You can reach me on the usual com frequency," Vendu had simply switched off when the meeting plunged into petty bickering with the usual amount of sarcasm and narcissism. He'd thought he was making a great suggestion. Finally he was feeling like a part of this misfit team assembled by MI5. Until... well, you know.
He walked a steady pace about a few feet behind Halon unsure about how to mock up some socially pleasant chit-chat. His thoughts had been on his daughter as of late increasing in their severity and frequency. Of course he had gotten up from the meeting to seek refuge in the solace around Q'branch's hum of ingenuity next to it's latest toys hoping that maybe Ruana would follow him to see what had been wrong with him as of late. No such luck yet. Perhaps she was distracted just the same.
"Very productive meeting huh Halon?" he clumsily spoke, "Perhaps they plan to tickle our enemy into submission?" Joss couldn't shake his 'million miles away' attitude even when he tried. He matched the Ubese's stride trying to look casual with his hands in his pockets.
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Livi-Wan
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Sep '02
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Date Posted:
3/6 11:36am
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RE: Casino Royale
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Markus Carfax[b]
Conference Room
Markus watched as the rest of the agents filtered out of the room. He knew that his arguments with Solass had irritated them, but frankly he didn't care. He hadn't joined this organisation to make friends; in fact, he hadn't really joined at all. He'd just taken an oppurtunity to get out of some jail time.
"So, this speeder business." he turned to Boz'rir, figuring that he might as well get the story straight with the team leader. "I'm thinking we need to appear as incompetent rich kids with a mildly original business plan. Something along the lines of adding custom luxury add-ons to commercial speeders. Underlights, special paint jobs, stuff like that, yeah?"
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sprintabm
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May '05
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Date Posted:
3/6 8:12pm
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RE: Casino Royale
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Stent Cannat
conf room
"Dreadful," interjected Stent, "I hope I we do not journey down that route. Alos, I do not think those that I know would buy me working with some rich kids. Unfortunately, I have impressed upon many that I have some integrity. I was hoping to stick with our current story but avoid going into details due to us requiring a non-disclosure agreement so we do not give away our 'technology' very easily. But a problem with that is that we might need some technological knowledge or faked-evidence to back this up. I was hoping that perhaps the Q'u branch could come up with some not-so fanciful ideas for an advanced speeder technology. I believe that this would not be too far-fetched for them to think up."
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JANGOANTILLES
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Apr '05
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Date Posted:
3/6 8:25pm
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RE: Casino Royale
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3/6 8:47pm (4 edits total)
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IC: Halon,
MI5 HQ
Halon continued on toward the turbolift bank as Joss Vendu came up beside him.
"Very productive meeting huh Halon? Perhaps they plan to tickle our enemy into submission?"
"Uh...yes, I know what you mean. I appreciate their concerns, of course."
He cast a sidewards glance at the human. Halon often found Vendu in high spirits but right now he just looked uncharacteristically ill at ease. Perhaps it was pre-mission jitters. Everyone had their own way of dealing with such things.
"My father always stressed the value of being prepared for any situation, though." The ancient Ubese proverb advising those seeking peace to ready themselves for war suddenly came to mind. Halon flashed an ironic smile. Such thinking had also once led to the very near-extinction of his entire race. Still...
"By the way, I think you are right about using plastoid weapons to bypass security." He stabbed a button and turbolift doors opened wide. "I Imagine Q'u should be able to provide us with nearly everything we need."
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Mitth_Fisto
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Sep '05
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Date Posted:
3/6 10:52pm
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RE: Casino Royale
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IC: Ryn Solass
Conference Room
"Yes, I have my own reputation to uphold as well. Even if it is fake, but I think for enough cred my persona would probably work for either one, although for less for the geniuine model with a stock ensured." He added with a wink, "Hey, is there anythign to embibe in this joint?"
Taking a look around he tried to spot where the good stuff might be kept, or even just the plain. He wasn't really choosy just thirsty from the prospect of the mission and going anywhere light.
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LightWarden
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Oct '01
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Date Posted:
3/8 12:26am
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RE: Casino Royale
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OOGM: Well, while I'm on the subject, it should be obvious to you guys by now that I'm probably going to be the one controlling the various NPCs around here, such as Q branch and whatnot (assuming you two finish moping and enter the facility).
That said, if you guys have NPCs you want to play as for portions of the game, feel free to drop me a note about it. Obviously, no stupid things like "You know, you're my best friend, and I have absolutely no qualms whatsoever about handing you five million credits" or I will indulge myself by assaulting you with the legion of cops your jerk of a friend tried to dodge by unloading five million stolen credits on you. If you'd like to be really sneaky, send me a PM and talk through me to cover your tracks.
And don't be afraid to drop me a line and ask "what do I know about ____". Sometimes your character's knowledge may surprise both of us, or it might at least serve to hit you over the head with a clue-by-four. As I said earlier, I don't really like to just railroad you guys around, but I also don't like to see people standing around, so let's work together.
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Twinky_Stryder
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Nov '03
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Date Posted:
3/8 3:41am
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RE: Casino Royale
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IC: Boz
Boz nodded.
"That is the general idea, yes. Custom jobs on paintwork and things. High class though, we're not talking about some kind of "pimp out my badass speeder" operation here. Our supposed customers are upper class young nobles, like my cover."
He folded his arms absent-mindedly.
"As long as we get the relevent cover information, documents that back up the aspects of the story, nobod should really question what we say. They won't have any real reason to anyway."
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Rilwen_Shadowflame
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Mar '05
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Date Posted:
3/8 4:41am
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RE: Casino Royale
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IC: Ruana Trebond
Ruana had remained in the meeting room, listening quietly. She couldn't stay much longer...if she did, her husband might be commissioning some sort of smugglable flamethrower off Q'u labs or something. Fire was pretty. Fire was fun. But not on a luxury cruise ship... And that wasn't the worst option. Somebody else might go for rocket launchers, though Ruana had no idea how a person would conceal something like that. Of late, Ruana had become somewhat more sensible than she'd been on her first missions.
"As long as we get the relevent cover information, documents that back up the aspects of the story, nobod should really question what we say. They won't have any real reason to anyway."
"Unless they want to buy from you," she put in, a trifle acerbically. "Wouldn't it be odd for a salesman not to know his products? If someone's interesting in your cover, they might have been shopping around and know a fair few things already."
She tilted her head to one side. "A thought...we're going to wind up showing up around each other...why not keep it simple? I'll have heard of your venture, looked into contributing...with hopes of getting a better result for myself, of course," she added, dryly. "A friendship based on that encounter would at least explain knowing each other," she suggested.
She waited long enough to hear any replies that might be made, affirmative or negative, then rose. "Now, if you'll excuse me..." She let a hint of the drawl of the Senex nobles seep into her voice, for amusement's sake.
Walking out, she headed over to Q'u labs to join her husband. She showed up behind him, but kept her greeting minor- a quick hug as she moved to stand next to him.
Tag: MI5 peoples
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DARTH-bojangles
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May '05
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Date Posted:
3/8 9:50am
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RE: Casino Royale
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MI5 HQ, Just outside of Q'branch
IC as Joss Vendu
He listened intently to Halon as he spoke, "My father always stressed the value of being prepared for any situation, though. By the way, I think you are right about using plastoid weapons to bypass security." He stabbed a button and turbolift doors opened wide. "I Imagine Q'u should be able to provide us with nearly everything we need."
"Very poignant, Halon." Vendu could sympathize with the Ubese on the need for preparation. The mission could be either a success or failure based on what Q'labs could cook up. "And Thanks," he replied, "I just wish it had been better received among some of our compatriots."
Turning about in the turbolift as Halon punched the button, Joss was greeted by a warm hug from his now-brunette wife Ruana. Relief flooded his worrying mind all of sudden. Vendu took her hand in his until they had arrived at their destination. Vendu led the trio through the whoosh of the opening doors and straight on to the Q'lab itself looking for the Quartermaster about the room.
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LightWarden
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Oct '01
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Date Posted:
3/8 2:17pm
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RE: Casino Royale
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The three of them entered the equipment branch of MI5. Part cutting-edge research and development branch, part weapons repository, and part think-tank for the technologically deranged, the branch had a long history of equipping MI5 operatives with a variety of tools that could either save a mission or end it instantly.
The facility was a series of transparisteel chambers of varying sizes, designed for on-site testing of the equipment to determine if it was field-ready. The facility had an air of quiet sterility in the moments when something wasn't rebounding off of the observation windows, punctuated by a faint smell of ozone.
With a hum, the Quartermaster glided up to the agents, seated on a rather plain-looking repulsor-chair.
"Good evening Agents Trebond-Vendu, Vendu-Trebond, Halon. I thought some of you might be dropping by."
He studied them for a moment.
"We've dispensed with the usual selection of equipment prepared for your mission because we haven't been able to get a clear picture of what you'll be facing on such short notice. Furthermore, orders from above prohibit us from allowing you to bring anything aboard the ship designed to cause collateral damage. No explosives, gases, or repeating blasters... though quite frankly, nothing of that class stands a chance of getting past the ship's security."
"Still," he said, waving an arm towards the facility behind him. "The branch is at your disposal. Don't expect anything new designed specifically for this mission, though I'm sure you'll do the best with what we have."
He leaned forward in his chair.
"So tell, me... what do you need?"
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Livi-Wan
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Sep '02
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Date Posted:
3/9 9:06am
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RE: Casino Royale
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Markus Carfax
Conference Room
Markus listened to the alternatives suggested by Stent and Ryn with undisguised contempt.
"Yeah, that's a great idea." he replied sarcastically. "Get on Q'u branch's back to invent some special speeder technology which none of us will understand just to save your precious credibility. For Feth's sake, Kannat, we don't have the time for something like that."
He looked across to the team leader.
"Girange agrees with me. We should stay small-scale. That way we stand less of a chance of our cover getting blown."
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Twinky_Stryder
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Nov '03
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Date Posted:
3/9 9:58am
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RE: Casino Royale
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IC: Boz
This was starting to get beyond ridiculous.
"Look, it is not as if we are planning to sell speeders themselves on this cruise. The whole idea of this cover is that I'm networking for potential clients, there would be no intention of doing actual selling on this cruise. It is also a new venture and so nobody would expect us to have the smallest detail planned. For the size of intricate cover you all are talking about we'd need months to create such established detail. As agent Carfax pointed out we do not have the time and attempting to make the time would be a waste of attention when we can be more focussed on matters more crucial to the mission of observing the proceedings on the cruise. Now, I can do my own research into speeder customisation so as to at least sound as if I know what I'm talking about."
Boz looked at the other agents, face set and determined.
"You appointed me leader to this mission and yet you are not trusting my judgement. We can have the MI5 researchers arrange and make up all appropriate documentation and samples expected of a small scale speeder customisation business, and I would like for that to be the end of this matter of the speeder business cover."
Boz walked across the room, turning back before he reached the door.
"Our mission is to ensure the safety of those on board the cruise liner, you will have to excuse me if I'm more pre-occupied with that than a cover which other agents are turning into something so overly complicated which we do not have the time to make such a fuss over."
Boz left without another word, silently fuming. He knew he shoudn't have lost his temper, but there were other factors to this mission that needed work done on them.
Boz turned the corridor to head towards Q'u branch.
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sprintabm
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May '05
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Date Posted:
3/9 10:21pm
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RE: Casino Royale
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Stent Kannat
conference room
Stent quietly listened to all the responses with no reaction. He was not trying to make things complicated, but with they initially came up with, they would have had to need such information. Although he did believe that the Q branch could come up with something that was quick and easy to understand, there was no point in arguing over this anymore. Agent Girange finally decided to act like a leader and made a call, a frustrated one at that.
He watched Girange walk out and then turned to Carfax. "Are you still willing to do some research on Mr. Aves Harth, or should I pursue that?"
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JANGOANTILLES
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Apr '05
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Date Posted:
3/10 11:37am
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RE: Casino Royale
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IC: Halon,
Q'u Branch
"So tell, me... what do you need?"
Halon stepped forward, bowing to the gadget master. "As you have said, sir, we must contend with ship security before we can get our equipment on board the Empress."
Halon tried to recall all the items he'd been considering as of late.
"First, we shall need some type of slugthrower or blaster model that will not be detected by their scanners, as well as the means to smuggle said weapons aboard; something with secret compartments or the like--a bug sweeper, to ensure that we can at least speak freely within our own suite (Halon had toyed with with the idea of installing one in his helmet but it would require a complete overhaul of all his other systems to fit it in)--a lock breaker (He figured that shouldn't rely on Markus for everything), and something in the way of a nonlethal defense item, like a concealable stun baton."
That last request should please Stent and the others, Halon thought, provided Q'u could give it to them.
Tag: Q'u, Any
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LightWarden
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Date Posted:
3/10 6:48pm
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First one to make a Scaramanga reference gets smacked
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"Yes, yes, the security kit, the sweeper and the compartments can be easily provided. The trick would be finding weaponry that doesn't set off the security scanners."
"Fortunately," he said, unfastening a case from the back of the chair, "we are confident in our ability to slip something past the systems. Good evening Agent Girange."
The team leader entered the room as the quatermaster unlocked the case, spinning it around to expose its contents to the agents.
"Now, the key is to make the weapon as low-profile as possible. Low metal content, low energy, and more importantly, the ability to be broken up into four base components: the barrel, the chamber, the trigger and the grip. By scattering them through your luggage, you can avoid just about any form of detection short of a dedicated search. With that in mind, we've prepared a few types of hold-outs for your perusal. But before you get too excited, remember that there is a price to pay for this sort of subtlety. When it comes to hold-out pistols, the range is weak, the stopping power is underwhelming and you'll only get a few shots before you need to reload. Furthermore, carrying one is almost an invitation to be arrested if you're caught, it's classified as an offensive weapon thanks to its use in several assassinations, and carrying one means means you're deliberately trying to dodge the Empress's weapons ban. So ask yourself: why do you want one?"
He gestured to the three pistols in the case.
"The first one is a blaster pistol. In lieu of standard power packs, we've had to resort to using civilian-grade energy cells; in comparison to a conventional blaster pistol, it's not as potent and can only manage six shots to the energy cell. With a capacitor, we can boost the power of the shot, though it would reduce the rate of fire and finish off the cell in only two blasts. Still, it's probably more potent than the others, though its size means it lacks any sort of stun setting. Hypothetically speaking, you could smuggle a drained power pack aboard the vessel and charge it there, but odds are that there are hidden security scanners that would make this a very bad idea.
This second weapon is a slugthrower. Six shots, but unlike our blaster, it's suppressible at the expense of maximum range. Since it doesn't carry a rechargable energy cell of any kind, it means ammunition becomes a concern. There are different rounds for different purposes, but you're not likely to get more than a few magazines worth of them.
This third one is a dart-shooter. A four-shot projectile weapon, it's probably the quietest here, and the various toxin payloads can allow for both lethal and nonlethal attacks. However, it suffers the same problem of ammunition shortage as the slugthrower, and if the toxin somehow fails to affect your target, you will have an angry sapient on your hands.
So, which do you feel most likely suits your needs? And what do you plan on shooting?"
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