/monster/ - The Last Bastion of Romance★

Rolled 4, 1 + 20 = 25 (2d10)

>>324181 (OP)

>Weapons Skill

Lets do this.

>a kiki trained by the agency

Gives the name 'merces letifer' a new meaning

Rolled 10, 10 + 20 = 40 (2d10)

>>324181 (OP)

Fuck it, Ballistics.

Rolled 5, 10 + 20 = 35 (2d10)

>>324181 (OP)

Let's go with Strength.

Rolled 9, 6 + 20 = 35 (2d10)

>>324189

PERFECT

>Willpower

Rolled 10, 1 + 20 = 31 (2d10)

>>324181 (OP)

I'm sure she'll be extremelly lucky with me rolling her fortune.

Rolled 4, 8 + 20 = 32 (2d10)

>>324181 (OP)

Agility?

Rolled 4, 7 + 20 = 31 (2d10)

Rolling intelligence for super smart Kiki

Rolled 4, 6 + 20 = 30 (2d10)

Perception roll time.

Rolled 3, 10 + 20 = 33 (2d10)

>toughness

Looking forward to this one

Rolled 3, 10 = 13 (2d10)

>>324250

Going to make a roll for charisma to move things along. Want to get character creation done tonight so I can get started on the actual writing.

>>324291

Huh, forgot about + not being needed for the modifier. Anyway, as a kikimora, we would get some stat adjustments. I'd say +3 to charisma and perception and a -3 to toughness should fit the bill.

We now have the following.

>Weapon Skill: 25

>Ballistic Skill: 40

>Strength: 35

>Toughness: 30

>Agility: 32

>Intelligence: 31

>Perception: 33

>Willpower: 35

>Charisma: 36

>Fortune: 31

So far, we have average to above average starting stats, are great in ranged combat, and kinda suck at melee.

Next step is skills. Pick 2 skills that we're trained in (+10 to rolls made with these) and 3 skills that we know (no penalties for using known skills).

>>324294

I think crime scene cleanup should be a known skill, to the point that we can remove all traces of DNA from the scenes of our murders

>>324295

Evidence Disposal should absolutely be trained skill, especially if you want to make it as overblown as your describing.

Our second Trained Skill should be Infiltration: knowing how to disguise and conduct ourselves to approach a target without getting tripped up.

>>324294

if we're talking maxed out ballistic stat we should probably have sniping as a skill

>>324297

Maybe with someone else that would be trained, but this is a Kikimora, cleaning is in her blood.

>>324181 (OP)

I'm calling it now:

At some point, kiki hitmamono gets sent to kill someone who uses a shog as a body double.

Is that you Mount and Blade anon?

>>324354

Nope

>>324344

Who knows? :^)

Well, going to be heading to bed. I'll do updates tomorrow after work.

In the meantime, come up with the remaining skills, our name, and a special ability/talent (within reason).

>>324294

>>324361

For name I vote either: Sofia, Amanda, or Laura. A skill could be "Questionable Upbringing" grants an extra roll on a failed lockpicking, or forced entry.

>>324361

If you want name suggestions, I’d go with something vaguely exotic and James Bond-y, like Blanchette or Yvonne.

>>324373

A bonus to breaking and entering is good naming it like that is unnecessary and kinda stupid though, and rerolling probably isn’t the best way to apply it

Evidence Cleanup, Disguise, Sniping, and Door Unlocking. My suggestion for the final skill is Driving, so we can high-speed chase anyone trying to slip away from us. Which skills should be trained and which are merely known can be left to OP.

And to hurry up getting everything filled in; I suggest our special ability as being able to hide our weapons and equipment in our clothing and cleaning supplies. Not the most inspired choice but it’s all I can think of at this time. Hopefully someone can come up with something better by morning.

>>324380

>naming it like that is unnecessary and kinda stupid though, and rerolling probably isn’t the best way to apply it

Well shit, I don't know the procedures for CYOAs that well. Regardless, a talent for spinning believable lies might come in handy too.

Alright, here's our character sheet for now.

Name: Sofia Tsvetanov

Subtype: Kikimora

Agent #39

>Weapon Skill: 25

>Ballistic Skill: 40

>Strength: 35

>Toughness: 30

>Agility: 32

>Intelligence: 31

>Perception: 33

>Willpower: 35

>Charisma: 36

>Fortune: 31

Skills:

>Evidence Cleanup (Per) (Trained): 43*

>Disguise (Cha) (Trained): 46

>Sniping (BS) (Known): 40

>Lock picking (Ag) (Known): 32

>Driving (Ag) (Known): 32

>Deceive (Cha) (Known): 36*

Knowledge (Int) [Rank]

>The Agency [2]: 41

>New Langfort [2]: 41

Talents:

Natural Maid: Maidly duties is in your blood. Any skill related to cooking or cleaning is treated as known. If said skill is known or higher, it gets an extra +10 to rolls.

Silver Tongue: You have a way with words and deception. Your deceive skill gets an additional +10 to rolls.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. You felt a certain sense of calm as you listened to the rhythm of the clock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The room you're in has seen better days. You managed to dust off what you could, but age has clearly eaten away at this building. You wonder what kind of people used to live in this room. What stories these walls have been privy to. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

What's foremost on your mind is why your mark is late. He should've been in your sight five minutes ago. You did your best convincing him to come out to the New Langfort central park for information from a "insider source". You sigh and take a drink of the tea you brought in your thermos. Just then, you notice movement. You quickly look through the scope of your rifle. Sure enough, there's your mark. Better late than never. You watch as he walks along the cobblestone path, past the fountain, and sits at the bench overlooking the flower garden below. Right in perfect sight from your vantage point. You take a deep breath and squeeze the trigger.

---————--

The red-headed cat girl behind the counter glances up at you from her gossip rag as you enter. With a pop of her gum, she reaches under the counter and gives you a simple envelope.

"Thanks for making that delivery on such a short notice. Didn't think he'd want his jacket back so soon." She says with a grin. "I believe this should cover your 'overtime'."

You give a nod and tuck away your payment in your uniform. "Thank you, Karen. I try my best to deliver quality service."

Karen nods. "Well keep up the good work, Sofia. You have another delivery by the way. Suit's in the back."

You nod again and make your way to the door marked employees only. Through the door is what anyone would expect from the back room of a laundromat and dry cleaners'. You however, know better from the Agency.

You make your way to the old washing machine in the back with the out of order sign. You put a few quarters in the coin slot and push them in. The machine rumbles and slowly moves aside, revealing a service elevator. You step in and ride it down. The sight soon changes from a simple laundromat to a bright and silvery complex.

You exit the elevator, turn right and make your way down the hall. You pass a few other agents along the way, exchanging greetings. At the end of the hallway is a rather imposing oak door. You press the buzzer to the side of the door before the intercom above it tells you to enter.

Inside is a rather posh office. Hardwood floor, an expansive mahogany desk, oak chairs with crimson velvet seats, and a fireplace with a painting of the Agency's founder above. The chair behind the desk swivels around to reveal a succubus. Although the elements of age can be found on her, she stills holds that supernatural beauty about her making her age like a fine red wine. From her blond hair with silver highlights to her rather impressive bust. Even the eyepatch covering a wound from who knows when only serves to add to her image. It's hard for most agents to not feel a twinge of jealousy looking at her.

"Good work as usual, Agent Thirty-Nine. It's always a pleasure to have someone who can actually clean up after themselves."

"Thank you madame." You say with a bow. "I was told you have another job for me."

She nods and puts a series of photographs on the desk before pointing at a young-looking, black-haired man. "Your next target is one Yamashida Akagi. He is one of the potential heirs to Akagi Heavy Industries. One that may very well take over the company. Our client wants him out of the picture so that a more favorable heir would take control. Now, in three day's time a cruise ship will be arriving for supplies at Havensport. Onboard are key figures of a number of corporations. Yamashida is one of them. You are to get onboard the ship and make sure Yamashida has a little "accident". Try and make his death not raise suspicion. Any question?"

You pick up the photo and take a better look. "What complications might I encounter? I doubt someone like him is going just so easily let himself get killed."

"He always has a pair of oni bodyguards around him. One red, one blue. If you can get those two out of the way, Yamashida would be easy. Anything else?"

You shake your head. "No madame. This should suffice." you say as you take the envelope and exit the office.

>What do you do next?

>>324497

Three days is plenty of prep time. We should at the very least obtain a schematic or blueprint of the vessel and commit it to memory: knowing where blind points and shortcuts are is invaluable. We should also investigate Yamashida himself, background, personality, interests, etc; something to gauge the best method of approach. Preparing a disguise would help: maybe a crew attendant/maid/hostess of some sort, with a uniform to match so we can effortlessly blend in on the ship and access most employee areas as well.

This is a great cyoa concept, I'm really interested in how this turns out

>>324504

We should look into his bodyguards too; how competent/professional they are, how close they usually stick to him, how “close” their relationship with him actually is, etc.

In fact, gather as much info as we can on this dude’s allies, everyone who might be at hand on that ship and what their connection and investment with him is. Keep surprises at a minimum.

What material assets do we have available to us? We need to stock up on hollow-point rounds: Maximum lethality, no exit wound, the very definition of “No muss, no fuss.”

If we don’t need to completely “disappear” him, we could probably just scope him out from the shore/dock if he comes out on deck. But disguises and a plan of approach are always good to have on hand.

> red-headed cat girl

(as a secretary of sorts)

>You make your way to the old washing machine in the back with the out of order sign. You put a few quarters in the coin slot and push them in. The machine rumbles and slowly moves aside, revealing a service elevator. You step in and ride it down. The sight soon changes from a simple laundromat to a bright and silvery complex.

Our Kiki apparently works for the International Secret Intelligence Service.

Gremlin Kreiger when?

>>324534

Remember that Sofia was told to try and make his death not raise suspicion.

Whatever happens, his death needs to either look like a complete accident or like part of something that went on during the ship's voyage between the other passengers that Sofia plausibly had nothing to do with

>>324497

Investigate allergies. Anaphylaxis can be lethal and intentionally spiking his food is easy. Plus, it can be blamed on the chef as incompetence.

We can't use toxins of any kind. However, Curare doesn't leave any detectable traces, and can be shot as a blowdart or a pellet. Let's try going primal on this.

>>324612

>Curare doesn't leave any detectable traces, and can be shot as a blowdart or a pellet.

They'd still be picking a dart out of the corpse, so there had better be some believable way to blame that on someone else.

Is there any potential for bad blood between the passengers on this boat? Anything we might be able to learn, exploit, or nudge in a favorable direction in the three days before the ship arrives?

If we can't go the freak accident route, we need a good frame job that keeps attention well away from Sofia, the Agency, and whoever the client is.

Right. First of all you need intel. The layout of the ship is probably the most important. You could also do with information on Yamashida and his bodyguards. Their behavior, interests, and so forth. Would also be good to know his relations to other crew members. That’s quite a bit to research, but thankfully you know just the person to help.

You head down the main hallway and turn right. This is followed by a few more turns here and there before you reach your destination. A simple black door stands in front of you. Enough for anyone to largely ignore it. But you know better. Unless you really need her, you wouldn’t find this door. You still wished she’d turn off this chilling aura from her door. You turn the handle that sends a chill down your spine and enter.

Inside is the same library you always knew. Books upon books lining shelves that reach the ceiling. Ornate gothic décor every which way you turn. That ever so present layer of dust and the musk of age that screeches at you to clean it, but you know better than to touch her books without permission. As you make your way to the center of the library, an eerie fog rolls in and the voice of death calls out.

<”WHICH MORTAL DARES ENTER MY SANCTUM? THE REALM OF THE DEAD!”

You pinch the bridge of your nose. “Elizabeth. Cut the act. I need your help.”

The fog lets up to reveal a pale girl with a plaid skirt and a grey suit jacket a few sizes too large for her. “Oh poo. You’re no fun Sofia. You could at least try to act spooked. Also how many times have I told you to just call me Liz. Just because I’ve been around for hundreds of years doesn’t mean I can’t have some fun.”

“Look Eliza… Liz. I need your help with a job. I need some information.” You lay out the photos and give her your requests.

“Sounds easy enough for deep rot to do.” Liz answers and snaps her finger, sending out purple sparks. From behind you a pile of bones assembles itself into some kind of undead computer and crawls over to her. “I should have a report for you by tomorrow.”

“Thank you Liz.” Though she may be a bit on the eccentric side for a lich, she is rather relia-

“However! My dear Sofia.” Liz interrupts you train of thought. “Information isn’t always free.” She grins at this with a purple glimmer in her eyes. “I’ll need something in exchange.”

Oh no, it’s going to be something inane. But you need her services. “Fine. What is it?”

Before you even blink, she’s inches away from your face. “YOUR SOUL.” She whispers as her eyes burn with purple fire. “Pfft. Just kidding. We’re going to go for a little shopping trip after your job. It’ll be fun! I’ll even take you to my favorite spot!”

You sigh out. “Ok, deal. Thanks for the help.” You sometimes feel like she would take your soul as you exit the library. Now to start thinking of how to assassinate your mark. While you’d love to just snipe him from the dock, the order is to not raise suspicion and you doubt he’ll simply exit the ship anyway. You could try poisoning him, but that has its own risks. Decisions. Decisions.

>What now?

>>324677

Go shopping/looking for a useful disguise.

For a game plan we could go with knocking him out somehow, then dumping him overboard with a couple of weights on him. Easy disposal of the body, and no noticeable bloodshed involved. The difficult part is getting him away from those bodyguards for the takedown. I'd suggest chloroform disguised as a cleaning spray bottle and rag.

>>324677

Take some time at some point to start looking into avenues for boosting our melee weapon proficiency. We definitely don’t have time for serious training right now, but because we’re so min-maxed on ranged combat, we can tell we’ll never be given an assignment that isn’t meant to be disposed of “up close and personal,” so we might as well start scheduling remedial martial arts studies for the future.

>>324560

Gremlin Kreiger

This so damn much

>>324677

Shame we can't hide an inflatable boat, puncture all the other life boats, then sink the whole ship

One death among many is hardly going to be suspicious

>>324688

>One death among many is hardly going to be suspicious

The cause of an entire ship sinking on the other hand….

Plus, the agency prides itself on clean executions. Only your mark and relevant targets should die. Keep that in mind.

I still think we should use curare. A spiked needle in a ring, cuff link, etc. We should use an undetectable toxin. Poisoning may be the simplest way to do this.

Or you could set up an electrical fire in his room and burn him alive when he's asleep. If he takes sleep medication, let's do that.

>>324718

>Burning him alive when he's asleep

Jesus Christ this thread is bringing all the nutters out of the wood work

>>324724

Just getting creative, anon. We are discussing about how to kill someone and make it look like an accident. Not something sane people will like to talk about..

BTW, do academy candidates graduate with a killing game ala danganronpa? to see who has the most skill in killing, deceiving and avoiding being killed?

>>324718

I have no problem with an undetectable poison. I just want to make sure the delivery method is equally undetectable as much as possible.

>>324688

>sink the whole ship

Now is not the time for Archerizing the plan. That comes later.

Also, how is Sofia going to actually get on the ship? I mean, I don't think we have the connections or time to get her installed as a legitimate member of the cruise staff. Is there any way she could pretend to be one of the people loading the ship with supplies without drawing too much attention? I guess what I'm getting at is that, even if she just plain Solid Sneks her way onto the ship, she will be in and among a lot of groups and does not belong to any of them. Sooner or later, no matter the disguise, people are going to notice that she sticks out.

Is the ship supposed to be taking on any new passengers during the supply stop? That might give us options.

>>324790

>Archerizing

Cheeky fucker I knew I wasn't the only one thinking about that show during this thread

>How is Sofia going to actually get on the ship?

We are a natural maid right? Can't we literally just become part of the support staff for the ship? Luxury ships have heaps of support staff for a large vessel so get in that way

Has the access benefits, the camouflage of being just another maid on a ship full of rich people and all the opportunities to kill him we could want. We are a kikimora so how likely is are we to be turned down from a cleaners position? We could always just make ourselves an opening for that matter. If we can pull off high-stakes kills, we can easily get rid of a single cleaner surely.

As for taking care of business, larger cruise liners even have private bathrooms. I say we use our position as a cleaner to provide their drinks fridge with stronger than usual drinks, plant a camera in his bathroom, wait till the onis are toast, poison him with whatever fun stuff was mentioned earlier in the thread, break his neck and then make it look like he had a bit much to drink, slipped in the bath and had a little accident. No witnesses, drunk onis as expected, contract complete with zero suspicion. Who would expect poison when he's got a broken neck?

>>324888

aaaaaah trips and I forgot to sage fuck

>>324889

I'm not sure about just randomly killing people. That'll eventually leave a trail. Besides that it would seem a bit suspicious that part of the staff of the ship a potential heir to a business mogul disappeared off the face of the earth just 3 days before he suffered a terrible accident. That would seem a bit suspicious. Add in the fact we'd likely have to get an ID badge to access parts of the ship which will probably be copied and stored somewhere that leaves our face attached to this incident. Which is something we really don't want.

As to how to kill I would suggest looking at his family medical history,if there's a pattern of cardiac arrest or stroke that runs in the family then if he dies from something with similar symptoms then it will be tragic but not entirely surprising to authorities. There are a variety of poisons we could use that create similar symptoms to a natural illness or health condition that are either undetectable after a short period of time or require a very specific test to discover. Which most likely will not be called for if it they believe it's cause was a health condition.

Now you've got me not saging

Well it's obvious you're going to have to go on the cruise ship in order to take Yamashida out. It should be easy enough to get on and blend in. There's bound to be another kikimora onboard as part of the service crew. You'll just have to "borrow" her uniform and ID and you'll have easy access. The harder part would be getting to your mark. You'll be a little out of your element in the closer quarters of the ship. Your suppressed pistol wouldn't cut it either for the "accidental" death on the order. You suppose the easiest thing to do would be to poison him.

You make your way down the hall to the chemistry lab. There's bound to be poison here. You spot Valentine, the Agency's chemical expert hunched over a set of beakers.

"Hello Valentine. Cooking up something new, I take it."

She turns around and lifts up her goggles, revealing the stitches haphazardly lining her patchwork face. What better person to play with dangerous chemicals than someone already dead and full of formaldehyde.

"Ah. Sofia. I was working on a new type of reagent. One that can quickly dissolve metal, but leave other material intact. Observe."

She picks up a nail and places it on a petri dish before pouring a bit of a sickly orange liquid onto it. Within seconds, the nail completely melts away but the petri dish is unharmed. "Of course it's still a little… unstable." she states. At this, the solution bubbles and bursts into flame before Valentine quickly puts it out. "Now then, what can I do for you? You rarely come into the lab."

Hmm. This solution might be useful. You'll keep it in mind. "I'm in need of a poison that can kill without leaving a trace."

Valentine nods. "Ah. Curare should do the trick. Hopefully we still have some left. Our previous provider is currently on the run and it'll be some time before we get a decent supply again. I'll go check, but first…"

She detaches her left hand and places it on the table before then removing one of her eyes and placing it near the solution. You're a little disgusted by this, especially when the eye turns to face the beaker and the hand stands up on its own. Valentine just grins at you and heads for the back room. After about five minutes, she returns with a frown on her face. "I'm sorry, Sofia. We're out. Looks like we gave the last bit away a couple days ago."

Well damn, there goes your best option. "Say Valentine, do you think you can have that solution done within the next three days?"

Valentine looks up in thought as she pops her eye back in. "I suppose I could get it a little more stable. I'll let you know."

"Thank you, Valentine." You say before exiting.

>What's next?

>Visit the tech lab for anything?

>Get some training in CQC?

>Something else?

<Or skip ahead to the day the cruise ship arrives?

How is this so far? It's been a while since I last did writefaggotry or GM'd. I feel my pacing is off.

>>324968

As much as I want to suggest we "try to remember the basics of CQC" I think we should get more creative than just poison or neck snaps. We should go to the tech lab and see if we can find anything to help generate unfortunate accidents, something we could use to overload electrical systems, or maybe take control of the ship. We could convince him and one of his bodyguards to do the whole Titanic thing then have the ship make a hard turn to get him to lose his footing and fall.

Better yet since I'm pretty sure cruise ships are too large to be made to rock on command an underwater drone of sufficient size could be used to ram the hull, and double as an escape should things go tits up.

>>324973

>Go to the tech lab.

Might as well, to see if there's anything there that might be useful.

And also because I'm really, really hoping that the person at the tech lab is a Gremlin version of Algernop Kreiger. I want to believe!

>>324968

If there are any onis in the company, try and do some sparring with them, or at the very least get some combat tips from them.

Just in case, you know?

>>324968

Visit the tech lab. We need some new gear and possibly poison delivery systems.

We need his bio info fast. Allergies, family problems, cardiac issues, etc. Information can be a key weapon.

>>324968

Lab tech lad. Get some α-amanitin. Lethal poison found in death caps. Takes up to 10 hours for any symptoms to occur and on average they only occur after 24 hours. Without intensive medical treatment, it will be fatal. If you want something less conspicuous, try carfentanil. A few micrograms is lethal. Give a dosage in something alcoholic like around 50 µg and he's good as dead unless he regularly doses himself with naloxone. Quick, quiet and could be ruled as a drug overdose depending if you mix heroin into it to give the authorities a slip. All are ethanol soluble.

>>325032

This thread's puling in all the toxicologists

>>325073

Yea because that's not suspicious at all is it, we need to be subtle in this, it's why we get payed.

>>325073

>nothing says subtle like blowing out the torso of your target and spraying everyone within 15 feet with blood and gore

Anon pls.

>>325075

>>325079

I thought the point is that we can't get caught. I'm just trying to put out that we should put our only maxed out stat to good use.

>>325084

Well, it's not really maxed out. If you're familiar with the 40k rpgs, it uses a d100 for rolls. We just got a perfect starting roll for that stat. That 40 in BS translates to a 40% chance of hitting our target with 0 modifiers. We can still increase it as we progress. Also, the task is to kill him without raising suspicion.

<Try and make his death not raise suspicion.

You can make it messy if you want, but that might get you in trouble later.

>>325075

Hey m8, please sage when you post or make rolls. Don't want people to think there's an update when I haven't written one out.

Anyway, update maybe tonight. Depends on how i'm feeling after getting back from booze and fireworks.

The poison ideas are a good start, but maybe we are thinking a little too conventionally here.

Kikimoras may not be particularly magical, but maybe the Agency has some magic or enchanted items that could be of use to us? Just as an example, maybe some kind of charm magic that could get our target to be conveniently cooperative with our plans? Maybe some kind of sleep spell? Let's not limit ourselves to only the mundane.

>>325150

>No one might notice our target slipping off the deck at night in his midnight stroll.

They might notice the blood spatter on the deck, though.

We need to try to pull this mission off like Dexter Morgan, not like Sterling Archer.

How about some sleeping gas canasters we deliver on a room service cart loaded with completely booze then walk in with a gas mask, and ice pick him in the temple before throwing him out the window.

>>325178

Sage faggot. Also, Russians tried sleeping gas before. 133 civs died. Not exactly subtle if not to mention a ice pick leaves a visible wound while poison is quiet.

>>324973

If the cruise ship has gyroscopic anti-roll stabilization, she could hack it to disable it or even make the swaying worse. Push him over the side in the middle of the boat rocking . if she is lucky they'll never find the body

Looks like you should hit the tech lab next. You’re sure you might find some goodies there. You just hope there won’t be an incidents like last time. As you push open the door, a laser neatly burns a hole in the billboard a foot away from you. This is then followed by the sounds of furious clanging and shouts of “NEIN! Bad automaton! Bad! No shooting at guests.”

As you recover from your shock, you make your way to the lab table and hear shuffling from behind it until a gremlin props herself up on the chair. “Ach, I svear. It iz alvays somezhink vith zese machines. Now, fräulein. Vhat can I do for you?”

“Hello Hilda, I see you’re busy as usual. I need something for my next job.” You say as you take a glance at the dog/tank/whatever the hell robot that you assume shot at you. Especially when it starts playing classic rock from its side.

Hilda shrugs. “It keeps me company. Now Sofia, I have just ze zhink for you. You vill love it.”

She hops off her chair and scurries over to a table off to the side with a sheets draped over some object. As she whips off the sheet, your eyes go wide and the legs go a little weak. On the table is a large, beautifully crafted rifle that sheens under the fluorescent lights. You take a few steps forward and reach out to fondle it before Hilda slaps your hand.

“Nein. It iz still not done yet, but soooon. I knew you’d like it. It fires specialty canisters vith a variety of effects. Explosive, tear gas, flash, lust bomb, electromagnetik.” She goes on, listing off the canisters on her fingers.

“Wait, what was that second to last one?”

She grins. “Flash?”

Well, whatever ‘interesting’ extras she might add, it’s still something that could come in handy. “How soon will it be done?”

“About a veek or so, darlink.”

Damnit, that’s too late for this next job. Although with the size of it, it’ll be hard to sneak onboard or use in close quarters. You sigh to yourself. You really want to give it a test shot, but your job comes first. You give the explanation to Hilda for your next job. She nods and comes back with a cart with various tools, gadgets, and other items on it.

She first pulls out a wetsuit with a pack need the head and upper back. “First, after you kill your mark, you vill need a vay of escape. I have a suit zhat vill keep you warm in ze sea. Once in ze water, ze pack vill automatically cover your head and activate ze propellers. Once you get a gut desistance avay, press zhis button and you vill be picked up.”

“Is this one of those living suits with the tentacles?” You say with a stern gaze. You are NOT having a repeat of the last time Hilda had you put on a suit. You couldn’t sit properly for days.

“Nein, fräulein… ok maybe ya. I vill get you a new suit. You did like it last time, zhough.” She says with the smug smirk her kind knows intrinsically.

“Shut up Hilda.” You reply with an angry blush.

“Next iz a sponge. Inzide iz a miniature computer zhat can dizable vhatever electronik you place it to. Don’t be too villy-nilly vith it. It has a rather small battery.”

“Finally, ve have ze micro-injector. Zhis can inject fluids qvickly into bottles while leavink only a microscopik trace of zhe hole it made. Untrained eyes vould know no difference.”

Looks like a decent setup. You’ll just have to stop by chemistry for proper toxins after you get your intel.

>What next?

Sorry for the late update. had stuff to take care of.

>>325150

Oh man, thanks for the drawing, m8. Didn't think my little cyoa here would bring art over, let alone yours.

>>325415

It is fine.better a little late and a good update than rushed and poor quality. As for what to do nextobviously pick up some poison and intelligence on our target. But for the next three days we need to figure out how to get onboard without notice and kill him as well.

That injector gives me an idea though. We just need to know what kind of alcohol he likes. This does of course depend on if he has a medical condition we can take advantage of. A poison that would only trigger this condition and leave others unaffected. That way even if someone drinks the same alcohol as him the odds of them being affected, and our poisoning being discovered, will be very low.

>>325415

Move on to the chemistry center for a poison that leaves minimal trace.

Afterwards make a request for personal files on the target to see if he has medical complications we can exploit to cover up foul play, breaks in his schedule to approach him without witnesses, and any acquaintances at hand that seem likely to double-cross him. Killing him would be trivially easy; a blow or dartgun with a poison dart could put him down quickly and quietly (assuming are ranged expertise applies to non-firearms and he’s not got any toxicity immunities, check on that), it’s making it look natural that will a bitch to pull off. If there’s a chance a man on the inside that would help us, that’s our best shot at going undetected.

Afterwards inquire on melee weapons/online training for after this job; if we get vetoed from sniping in the future I’d like to not have Combat Proficiency of all things be our dump stat.

>>325519

>online

*Unarmed, for fuck’s sake. Why is autocorrect such goddamned dogshit?

You pack away the items in a dry cleaner’s bag and hoist it over your shoulder. Looks like you got what you could so far. You’ll just wait until Liz gets you your intel before you plan further. You consider stopping by the training course to get some lessons in CQC in case you end up in a situation where you’ll really need it. Sadly, the trainer isn’t at the moment.

Feeling like you’ve spent quite enough time down here, you make your way back to the service elevator and ride up. It isn’t long before the familiar site of the dingy employee’s lounge of the laundromat. You spot Karen absentmindedly blowing smoke rings and lazing about on the ashtray-scented sofa.

“Hidden away quite deep, huh?” Karen says as she takes another drag on her cigarette.

“Maybe if you organized the dry cleaning a little better, I’d find it easier. You should probably try and cut down on your smokes too.” You reply in kind.

“Aw come on Sofia. How else am I going to keep up my perkiness? Anyway if you got time later tonight, wanna catch a movie after my shift? Commando Kain is playing. I know you love your action flicks.”

“I’ll consider it.” Idle talk, but it’s necessary in case someone’s ever wiretaps the laundromat.

You make your way out of the laundromat and around the back to your car and toss the bag in the trunk. You hop in and take a whiff of the mint air freshener before driving off. The sights and sounds of New Langfort and the afternoon traffic skim by as you make your way out of the city proper. Although most of your work takes you to cities like these, you’ve never been entirely fond of them. There’s something about cities that seem to drain you soul, overly friendly liches not counting. You reminisce the days of your childhood where you spent more time in the countryside. How you liked to explore and play around with your father’s slingshot from when you was a boy.

Eventually, you manage to pull up back to your home out in the suburbs. It’s a quiet house in a quiet neighborhood. Just perfectly average. Perfect for dispelling any suspicions. You pull up into the garage and enter your home before heading into the kitchen to brew up some tea.

>You have some time to kill for the rest of today. What do you do?

>>325570

Enjoy the evening air with your tea. Everybody needs a break every once in a while. Watch the scenery, maybe the neighbors or something.

>>325570

Wrap up any chores around the house that need doing, take stock of your inventory, maybe set aside something that looks passable for a disguise for the job, or else make a note to get a proper costume later (and potentially also plan to make an open position to fill on that boat.)

Maybe if time and energy permitting we could scope out the the dock where the job will happen, but that can wait til tomorrow.

We’re playing against our strengths here, we need all bases covered.

>>325570

>How you liked to explore and play around with your father’s slingshot from when you was a boy.

I get that it's a typo but it's a pretty funny one

>>325580

I prefer the idea of just showing up and acting like we belong mid-cruise via a small submarine or that wetsuit Hilda made if she can stop it from turning into a bad Metroid doujin. It wouldn't be hard to set everything up to make us appear to be a legitimate crew member, but really that's going to put us into contact with more people than we need to be having conversations with. It'd be much better to have never been on the ship at all once the job's done.

Is there a temple or a shrine near by? wouldn't hurt to thank the gods for a good hunt and ask for favor on the next one or go to confession if catholic

>>325570

Just relax. You wouldn’t to be stressed at all when the time comes to do the job itself.

Sorry about the delay. In between Thanksgiving and being tired out from work, I haven't really sat down to write. I'll get something up soon and we can get back into things.

You take a nice sip of your mint tea and put up some classical music. Today you’re feeling like Vivaldi’s Four Seasons. You then get to work on finishing up your household chores. A clean home is a happy home you always say. A sweep here, a wipe there, and soon enough, your home looks great. This is then followed by a dinner of homemade pelmeni that you froze earlier.

Looking at the time, you realize that it’s far too late to go catch any film with Karen. Maybe when your job’s done. For her faults, she is pretty nice. Once you finish your meal and wash the dishes, you decide to take stock of what you’ll bring on your assignment. You bring up all the items you brought from work onto your table.

The sponge and micro-injector would be very useful, especially how small and concealable they are. Once you get your intel, then you’ll know exactly what kind of poison to administer. Next is the wetsuit. You take a very careful look over it. Doesn’t seem like there’s anything amiss or odd. Maybe this is just a regular fancy wetsuit. You give some thought and frown as you realize you might have to get close to your target. As much as you trust your skills, any mistake could end up with you having to engage an oni or two at close quarters. You’ll be torn apart for sure.

For this, you bring out a couple ranged weapons. First is a blow gun and some empty darts that you kept from an earlier jungle mission. This would go very well with the plan to poison him and give you range, but you’ll have to be quick to dispose of the dart after shooting Yamashida. The other weapon you consider is your compact, integrally-suppressed 7.7mm pistol. This could be useful if worst comes to worst.

All that’s left is to get a proper disguise. You figure the best way to do that would be to incapacitate a ship stewardess and take her uniform. You also bring out your old maid uniform in case the first plan fails. You look over your table and nod to yourself. Aside from some items to get tomorrow, you should be good. You spend the rest of your night sipping another cup of tea (chamomile this time) and watching the star-lit sky from your back porch before heading in for sleep.

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You slowly wake up the next morning, feeling refreshed from a good night’s sleep. You strength and let out a yawn before adjusting your négligée. You then notice something feels off. You look down at your bed and notice a bump by your feet. You slowly lift up the blanket to reveal…

“Sup, cutie.” Says the horse skull sitting there. It’s eyes burning a light blue fire.

You fall out of your bed and quickly reach for your bedside pistol before the skull cries out. “WAIT! Liz sent me!” You give it a deadpan stare.

“Don’t believe the talking skull? Fine, here.” It says before hacking up a packet of papers.

You pick up the packet and sure enough, there’s some info Yamashida on it, followed by the two oni. Well, looks like Liz delivered. Her method of delivery left something to be desired, but hey it works.

“By the way, has anyone ever mentioned you have a nice ass?” the skull mentions. You thank the skull for the compliment before firmly tossing it out the window. You’re going to have a nice talk with Liz about things.

>What now? Well, we’re obviously going to read the files, but what do we do after?

>>327060

I say we should follow >>325580 plan of scoping out the docks for a bit if we have the time to do so. We still have two days before the actual mission starts right?

Practice trying on the wetsuit blindfolded. Practice underwater if there is access to a pool. Practice until your fur starts rubbing off. Escaping with your tail intact is second only to taking out the target.

>>327239

This. Plus it lets us see if that gremlin put anything in our suit.

Should I honestly continue this?

Y/N

>>333325

YES

Please sir, I was really enjoying this quest.

>>333325

I wasn’t too into it at first but it grew on me and I wish for it to continue.

>>333399

For once I’m glad someone didn’t sage a non-OP post.

>>333401

I made sure I clicked Do Not Bump before submitting, I guess the board itself wanted to make sure the message was seen.

>>327060

Like others have stated: flip through the notes, scope out the dock for any possible routes in, test the provided equipment wherever its easiest to do, make sure that wetsuit isn't gonna tenta-rape us, check in with the agency/our support network for any new developments. Do in whatever order is most efficient. Rest of the day is spent deciding on a plan of action and practicing. Visiting a church like >>325588 suggested could be a cool character-building ssene, but that should be saved for right before the mission. And as I always say, schedule some regular Melee Combat Training for after this mission because I don't like the idea of performing any more missions that need to be handled "up close" with our hand-to-hand so undertrained.

>>333325

Yes please continue

>>333325

Y!!!

>>333325

Yes, it's got potential to be pretty good.

Alright, guess i'll continue if there's still interest. I'll try to get an update this weekend. Should try and work on the system as well.

Tell me, are you guys fine with how i've been treating this more or less like a tabletop game? Trying to adapt some rules here and there from games i've played.

>>333325

Yes, yes a thousand times yes!

>>333648

It seems fine so far, however We will not know how it work out unless we use the crunch we've been given. So all in all I'm gonna wait and see how that turns out.

>>333420

Also We really should have a emergency plan for the Oni in the case of them being potentially insanely loyal to our mark. Because what's stopping one of his bodyguards from taking a drink of the poisoned booze and having a reaction to it? After all Cupbearers were a thing in the good old days (No clue how Oni can handle poisons that are lethal to Humans but I am going to assume the'll have an slower time dying due to the extra mass and inhuman biology.)

You sit down at your dining room table with your tea and croissant and start looking over the papers. You got to hand it to Liz, she did a thorough job. A little too thorough, though, as you safely skip through some of the more irrelevant data like where school Yamashida went to, his first crush, and so on. By the time you finish your breakfast, you’ve sorted it down to the most relevant information.

Yamashida Akagi. Age 32. Heir to Akagi Heavy Industries along with his brother, Ryou Akagi, after their father passed away. Yamashida is pretty much a playboy. Loves his women, his drink, and living it up. Was involved in quite a few scandals that were quickly covered up. Seems like a popular choice due to a number of company board members thinking they can use his vices to get their policies across. There are two board members who refuse to have him head the company: Kurou Katashi and Arata Tarou. Both of which would be on the ship. The easiest plan would be to get him alone with your charms, give him a poisoned drink, and be done with it. The bodyguards still remain the main obstacle.

Sayaka Kaede. Age 27. Red oni. The muscle of the two. Always by his side and is a former regional champion in Judo. That’s disregarding the impressive strength her kind already has. She has a great fondness for sweets and pastries. Maybe if you manage to distract her, you can get Yamashida out of her sight long enough to kill him.

Airi Atsuko. Age 30. Blue oni. Was a shrine maiden surprisingly before changing over to this line of work. The file doesn’t state why. Looks to be rather skilled in hydromancy and looks to be the voice of reason to keep your mark out of trouble. Is known to meditate often to keep her flow of magic strong. Great, just what you needed. A hydromancer in the middle of the ocean. You’ll have to keep an eye out for her meditation schedule.

Now that you have your data, you think over what to do next. You have two days before the ships arrives. You should definitely scope out the docks beforehand to figure out the best way to get onboard. Learning some CQC from the Agency would also be helpful in case the worst happens and you find yourself in melee. Testing out your equipment is a must too. You don’t trust that gremlin to not have fucked with the wetsuit somehow. Also, you should stop by church as well. You always considered it good luck before your missions.

You decide on testing your suit later. It’s better to get as much as you can done today. You dress up in your casual work clothes and hop in your car.

Where to first?

>The docks

>The laundromat/Agency

>Church

>Somewhere else?

Roll a 1d100 for your selection. Highest value decides.

Sorry about the long delay. Finally got back into a desire to write. Looks like we're back in business.

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>334462

I say we check out the dock to start

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>334462

The agency. While we absolutely won’t be able to take out an oni in CQC, we can take out a human or similar mamono guard in our way.

Rolled 59 (1d100)

>>334462

I vote for trying to remember the basics of CQC

>>334462

check out the docks

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>334472

oops forgot how to post

>>334472

>>334474

Sage you nigger

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>334462

Docks. We beat this with brains, seduction and stealth. Information gathering is essential.

After about an hour or so of driving, you see the New Langfort harbor ahead of you. It’s a fairly large place split into four sections. The rightmost section is a series of smaller docks where private fishing boats and yachts are held. The next section over contains a plaza with number of local shops, restaurants, and a park. A real lively area that always has a calm bustle about it. After that are the larger docks for both commercial cargo ships and cruise ships. The leftmost part contains a several warehouses for distribution. In the middle of all this is a rather small building with a lighthouse on top. That is where the harbor-master both works and you assume lives.

You pull into the plaza section and park underneath a tree. You pull up a simple purse from underneath the passenger seat and look over its contents. On the top are items you’d see in pretty much any woman’s purse. A tube of lipstick, some powder, tissues, a light scarf, a wallet, even a few mints. Inconspicuous to anyone who might take a glance. Below all that, you have a compact pair of binoculars, an Agency-stock camera, a handheld transceiver, and a subcompact version of your regular pistol, also integrally suppressed. Looks like you’re good to go. You apply a little bit of the makeup before stowing it away and putting on some sunglasses.

As you step out of your car, you take a deep breath of the salty sea air and make your way through the plaza towards the large docks. It’s not the first time you’ve been here. You’ve been here before on a job, on a date that Karen set up for you, and on another date with someone you had to take out. That last one brings back awkward memories.

Right before you reach the docks, you stop and peek out towards the lighthouse. You know the harbor-master has the eyes of a hawk and doesn’t take kindly to people causing trouble in his domain. Hell, you can almost feel his eyes on you before you go back behind the corner. You turn around to look at the rightmost dock. A large number five is printed on the sign leading up to it. Next to it looks to be an administration building where passengers check in. Past that looks like the boarding area and a storage area for ship supplies. The perfect place to try and get a ship attendant’s uniform.

>What do you do?

Oh yeah, forgot to add that you'd roll 1d100 for your choice each time unless told otherwise. Consider that the default.

Rolled 62 (1d100)

>>335622

Go visit the plaza for a bit to throw the old man off his trail of us. Then visit the park and use our binoculars to scope out possible routes for sneaking into the boarding area, the storage area, and the boat itself where its easiest to go through without getting spotted. Take pictures of the routes just in case you need to remember as well as pictures of the boats/other landmarks in case you need to throw off suspicion for why we are taking pictures. Maybe even look up how many people work on the boat and its cost for a ticket while we are there?

>>335630

I don't think his uniform would fit us, plus we don't have a knife which we would suck at wielding even if we did have one.

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>335622

Scope out the service entrance and enter when it's quiet or free of people. Be ready to act like you're lost and when asked what you're doing here act dumb and when whoever it is, isn't looking pop a round in their skull from your pistol. Assuming you're caught that is.

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>335727

Just because a pistol is suppressed, doesn't mean it's quiet. You essentially take the noise from being deafening to being on par with a big fire cracker. Since OP specified a sub-compact, it's more than likely a single stack 9mm, which means you'll have little ammo in your mag to make any quick follow-up shots if you fuck up or if there are witnesses. Contrary to TV and Hollyjew, pistols are notoriously bad at killing people quickly, and a person lying on a pool of blood screaming is not the way of a true stealth master.

Being spotted somewhere you shouldn't be should be avoided at all costs, and killing anyone should be absolute last resort. Bodies are hundreds of pounds of dead weight and damning evidence and will be a liability if not disposed of thoroughly (such disposal is also very resource/time consuming).

>>335622

Alright Killer-kiki fag, >>335688 I.Q. 500 anon back at it again to save Killer-kiki from a failed Op.

This will be hard to pull off with leaving zero traces (no paper trails, no shell casings, etc.) but it can be done. I suggest the same general idea as >>334521

Head to the admin office and check to see when the mark's ship is departing (we'll be on a time crunch here. If the ship leaves without us we're fucked). They'll usually post shit like that on an info board, if not then simply ask. Next go sneeki-kiki around the storage area and snag a uniform into your purse and bring it to the car for later use.

I could write up a whole elaborate plan but I'll let the other anons have fun with this too.

Keep up the good work my dude. I'm looking forward to this little adventure.

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>335622

Start with >>335648 and do little light shopping before you make your way to the boarding area to steal a uniform. That way you can sneak the uniform out in a shopping bag and if you get caught you have plausible deniability

"Sorry mister, I just thought the sephora was over here, could a strong, hansom guard point me in the right direction?"

>>335986

forgot to add: scout out ways to plant tools/gear in supplies set to go on the ship. Just in case the passengers are searched.