Those Without SIN

I like my Soy-ritos with Chunky Salsa

So we find out that the organs in question, and many others not wanted for questioning, are being held at the Body Mart. After refilling my chai latte, I decide to have a look-around with the camera system, while our sharpshooting femme fetale friend has a talk with the owner of the place, Col. Garland Manders. The Colonel is none too pleased that some of the organs in his venue are being sold with extra herbs and spices that make people finger licking vampires and gives us a blind eye to talk to the organ dealers.

We coordinate the attack. And by attack, I mean that I arrange for an auto accident for one of the dealers while Mr. Johnson arranges some improv theater, and has a member of the audience do their best impression of Swiss Cheese. We gather up the bits and pieces and decide it’s best to go ahead and burn the evidence. The trick of the matter: no one brought that sweet Thermite we’d been talking about. Quick thinking, I ran inside for a few bags of Soyritos to use to set the world on fire. In my haste, and my addiction to Soyritos, I may have gotten overzealous licking the bag, and barely escaped having a serious addiction to Bloody Mary’s…. and Sue’s and Rhonda’s.

We are still awaiting payment, but I have a feeling it’s been billed at Net 9,000 instead of Net 90. Damn typos. I’m sure we’ll get that money any day now sips

Call us Smucker's cause we're in a jam

Captain’s Log:

We’ll if this isn’t a nice how-do-you-do! We get back from the woods and I finally get a chance to stretch out and enjoy a decent connection. Before you know it, we get called in for a job. They want us to dispose of something. A body of all things. You’d think they’d be a service for that. Oh wait.. we are that service. Ain’t that a kick in the head?

So this jittery joe wants us to do the old cleaner-rooski to some guy they have down in the morgue and paying some serious ¥ for this removal. So we hop aboard with the old crew and meet a new guy that seems to have a head on his shoulders. We bribe a local slab cab driver for some proper looking clothes and ID. I whip up a batch of forgery stew to go with the IDs and we are on our way. Myself and the rookie go in as EMT and Mr. Johnson goes in as Grunt, the muscle with a heart of gold and bullets of silver. We make our way past security and are AOK until we get to the night morticians who reads a little too well. Luckily he’s got a frog on his head, cause all he sees is green. A little bribe to his compatriots and we got a body, sans the innards. Apparently they fetch a pretty penny on the black market. We get the body and start our own webshow, but “Carcass ala Acid” doesn’t make for tender morsels, but the video suffices.

It was such a hit that it turned our Johnson white and he let us know that body in question was infected with a supervirus. So he needed everything disposed. So we do some snooping at the local hospitals and find out that the kibbles and bits were brought to the actual black market. Always thought that was a term… shrug So we make a beeline for that spot, but first.. I need some more joe…


That there is a lot of dogs.

As the group got back to the farm to update them on what happened. The team realized that the farm was going to get attacked that night. So the team was getting the farm and the occupants ready for the attack. Takeda was resting because he was going to take the first watch. Sargent Samurai was walking around inspection the compound for any weakness in the defense. As Sarge was getting that fixed up " with the help of the sleeping Takeda ". Private Overide was getting to the bottom of not haven enough power. So Override went into the matrix and got a machine spirit to fix the broken windmills. Override was talking to the spirit in front of a mechanic that could not see the sprite. Sleeping Takeda scene bombed and said " just excuse him he is just a crazy cracker". As the farm was ready for the night raid we got attacked from the west side of the compound. Takeda ran over to help with the defense.
5 stray dog 2 hell hound and 1 barghest attacked. We killed them with little to no help from the farmers. That was the first wave.


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