PBM: Turn #6

By Brad Post ·

TML message #248From bundle 23

Well, here is turn #6, things couldn't be going any easier (heh) on this
pleasant trip.  One disclaimer, there is a description of graphic violence
in this turn,  I am warning you now, since one of my players was offended, I
thought it would be wise to mention it, please don't let young children read
this.

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Okay, onto turn #6, so far so good, eh.  Nothing is quite as fun as people
bunched up in Jump Space, my grandma used to say.  Here we go....


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Second, I'm posting to rec.games.frp, and I see we have stirred up some
discussion with turn #1, wait till it gets really interesting.

Third; you should have all recieved the map to the Free Trader Ulysses, if you
haven't mail me, and I'll send out a new copy to you.

Fourth; from now on, I will process the turns as soon as I get all the responses
and as soon as I am able.

Private moves for this turn will go out by monday 2-26, so don't respond until
you get one, and if you don't get one by 2-26, you aren't.


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			   PLAYERS' MOVE
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	The Captain begins, "Well I think we have all had quite an exciteable
first day, why don't we all hit the hay, and start fresh tomorrow.  Erekosse,
make sure you put those guns (refering to the IBI guns) in the ships' locker."
	"Right."
	"Good night all," says the Captain, and before he goes downstairs he
says to Dan and Charlie, "Just get a good night sleep, and don't worry.  Every-
thing is under control."
	"Whatever you say, sir." Replies Dan in a somewhat steady voice.

	The next `morning', Samantha, Steve, and Erc walk out of their
staterooms to find Charlie working on the CRT in the common room, his portable
computer is out, and is plugged into the back of the CRT.  Steve walks up to him
and says, "What do you think your doing?"
	A little startled, "Who, me?  Oh, I wasn't tired, and thought I would
get some work done, I wasn't doing anything wrong, honest."
	"Oh yeah, then why the setup?"
	"This, ... ummmm well you see I'm working on Shih's algorithm, and I
needed some data from the ships' computer, and ...."
	"I don't think he's doing anything wrong," says Erc, "I mean, what
could possibly ... wait a minute, that's no algorithm, those are blueprints."
	"Yes, they are," says Curly, and you all turn to face him.  "I asked
him to use his skills to find me a copy of the keypad on Hubert's crate.  I
was just going to inform the Captain ...."
	"You were going to tell me what?" says Captain Moray, as he enters the
common room.  Charlie's portable, is printing something up, and Erekosse is with
the captain.
	"As I was saying," continues Curly, "I was going to tell the captain,
that I wished to open the contents of the crate, as soon as possible, and I
enlisted the aid of Mr. Stevenson (Charlie) in order to get that done faster."
	"First off buster, you have no right to give this man permission to use
my ships computer to do anything.  Second, I was looking through these," holding
a few papers, that were last seen in Curly's room, "and it don't look to good
for you guys."
	"So you think you know something," says Curly as he reaches underneath
his zip-up sweatshirt.
	"Freeze buddy!" yells Steve, he has a Auto Pistol out, aimed right at
Curly's chest, Steve's draw was lightning fast.
	"What the hell is this," screams Moe, as he exits Hubert's stateroom.
	"Don't move," says Samantha, her Snub Pistol out, and trained on Moe.
	"I don't know what this is all about," says Curly, "but you're in some
serious shit now, when my superiors find out about this ...."
	"Shut up," says the Captain, "and pull your hand out from underneath
that jacket, slow."
	Curly produces a cigar in his hand, and drops in to the floor.  "First
off boys," says the captain, "tell me why your really here.  Your documents say
that you guys weren't even supposed to be on this case."

	Erc has now picked up the printout that Charlie printed, Charlie has
shutdown his portable, and unhooked it from the CRT.  Erc sits down, and says,
"Captain, from these prints, I think I can get the crate open."
	Samantha says to the Captain, "I figured something was wrong with these
guys, their badge ID's are 12 years old.  Tell us what's going on Captain?"
	"First," says the Captain, "Erekosse, go check up on the main (computer)
and see if anything was tampered with.  And if you Erc and Samantha, could show
Moe to his room, I'd like to talk with Curly alone for a bit."
	"If I could sir," says Charlie, "I'd like to go to sleep.  I've been up
quite late."
	"Go ahead."

	"Where should I start, Captain," says Curly.
	"How about the beginning."
	Steve is sitting in a cushion directly opposite from Curly.  His gun
is holstered.  Samantha and Erc come back and go to the galley, make a quick
breakfast, and bring it out to the common room.

	"Well it began about 5 years ago, I was just an average undercover
agent working on Rhylandor.  I was really not to keen of staying with the
agency, until one day.  I was asked to investigate a reported robbery.  Robbery
I thougt, for an IBI agent.  Well I went to the Starport, and checked up on it
and it seems that a crate of clothing from the Arter Apparel Corp. had missed
it's assigned pick up.  The guy who was delivering it was pissed, to say the
least, and I went and filled out the proper forms.  I didn't think anything
of it, until about 6 `months' later, when I was told to go investigate another
reported robbery.  Well it was another cargo shipment from the same company,
and I figured I might as well do some checking.  Seems that the cargo all came
from the same place, and shipped by the same carrier.  With somemore digging, I
found out that the carrier was owned by Steven Anderssen, and I thought, hey
maybe there is something going down, and I enlisted the aid of my good friend
`Moe'.  He's also in the bureau, but worked in the `recycling' department.
	After finally getting permission, I got on-board the ship carrying the
merchandise.  It was owned by one AJ Floyd, a known pirate.  The bust went down
perfectly, no hassles, nothing.  We arrested the man who picked up the
cargo too, Hubert Icthen.  We didn't know it at the time, but he was the right
hand man to Steve Anderssen, and since we really had nothing on him, we let him
go.  The little shit ran to his boss, on Valhalla, and this is where it leads up
to.  I got nothing else to say."

	"Not so fast, I didn't say you could finish talking."
	"Well I'm done man, and if you don't like it, than fuck you."  He says
as he gets up.  Steve gets up, but the Captain motions him to sit down, Curly
leaves, and goes to the stateroom.  About 5 minutes later, Moe comes out, and
says, "You know, you really shouldn't be such an ass.  Let me tell you, that
that man in there is the finest man I know.  He did everything by the book, and
you're putting him through hell."
	"Sit down, and tell me what the hell you're talking about."
	After a long talk, Moe finally tells you that when they got to Valhalla,
Steven was waiting for them.  Curly's wife, and two kids were there, as `guests'
of honor.  Hubert was also there, and then it began.  Curly was there to give
the man a summons to the Sub-Sectors court, and then Steven flipped.  He drew a
gun and shot both Moe and Curly, not with real bullets, but tranqs that para-
lized them.  Hubert then pointed out the fact that they had lost 5MCR, in that
lost shipment, and Steven just went berzerk.  He killed Curly's wife, shot
her through the head, at point blank range.  All Curly could do was sit and
watch.  He then let his men have fun with Curly's daughter, they raped her about
twenty times before killing her.  Steven was there, but Hubert wasn't, he had
left, because he felt `ill'.  They then made Curly's son play Russian Roulette,
he lost at the first pull of the trigger.  They then packed us in a shipping
crate, and left us in a low berth.  We were found two weeks later, by some guy
who was inspecting cargo.  I took a vow to help Curly find Steven and kill him.
Hubert's the only one who knows where Steven's hide-out is, and we're going to
get him.

	"How about we see what this can tell us," says the Captain, as he
produces, Hubert's personal computer. "I think we also might want to find
out what's in that crate, plus I think Hubert will be more than willing to
tell us, if you get my meaning."


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	Erekosse checks the computer, and everything seems fine, except that
there is a program running.  The Anti-Hijack program was up, and he couldn't
remember starting it.  The time start shows the minute they entered Jump Space,
but ... maybe it was Charlie?  I better tell the captian, he thinks, but first
let's do a full system analysis.

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So, what will you do, open the cargo?  Interrogate Hubert?  Can Erekosse really
do a full system analysis?  All these things and more will be told, next time.
As soon as I get your response....

Due date is 3-10-89

Note:  All material is copyrighted, Brad Post, circa 1988, any use of this
material without the author's consent is a felony.


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