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Old 05-09-2017, 05:31 PM   #55
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Marshal's Headquarters


Balmund AND Brave Saix AND TheKnightsFury - Despite the intimidating, maximum security type aesthetic of the outside of the building, upon stepping into the headquarters, the sad state of affairs of the downtrodden police force became immediately apparent. A half-broken, flickering fluorescent light fixture dangled from the ceiling. At least four security cameras hung from cracked drywall, fixated directly on the entryway, but it was hard to say whether or not they even functioned. Sitting several feet in front of you was a rather defeated looking receptionist. He was situated at a wooden desk between a counter where a protective window once stood, and a large, barred, plexiglass window that allowed guests a view into the office space. The dimly lit room was filled with desks, but only half of them were filled. A few of the empty desks had wilted flowers resting in coffee mugs next to what looked to be family portraits. Others were covered in file folders and loose documents. Half of the floor looked to be covered in blank paper, much of it crumpled and torn. A few rugged, weathered detectives, not in uniform, were hunched over their desks smoking cigarettes and concentrating intensely.

The receptionist looked up at you and sighed. The bags under his eyes indicated that he most likely hadn't slept in days. He took a sip from his (probably cold) coffee. "I'm assuming you're both here for a job..." He stared daggers, as though he were looking at dead men walking. "You don't even need to answer. I've seen it all before. Yes... trainers just like you. They come to help the cause, they come for money, they come for justice, they come for the sense of self-importance and heroism. Many of them take the highest level offerings, and many never return. I wonder why you've come? It doesn't matter. It was rhetorical." The receptionist took another sip from his coffee. "Regardless, we won't turn down help when it's offered. Our officers - what remains of them, anyway - are overworked as is. We have a few investigations that need to be addressed yesterday, but we simply don't have the time, money, or manpower to take care of all of this city's overwhelming problems."

The receptionist opens a drawer, pulls out a clipboard, and sets it down on the counter. "Here, a small sampling of what we have available."

There were four options.

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CASE RANK: C
COMPLAINT: VANDALISM

DESCRIPTION: HOTSPOT FOR RIB ACTIVITY AS OF THE LAST TWO MONTHS. PUBLIC PROPERTY DEFILED, COMPLAINTS OF LOITERING, INTIMIDATION, AND VIOLENT POKEMON BATTLES. OFFICERS RESPONDED CALLS HAVE LED TO NO SIGNS OF SUSPECTS UPON ARRIVAL. MONITORING OF LOCATION HAS BEEN REQUESTED. IF PATROLLING PLEASE REMAIN ON HIGH ALERT. ADD'L: REQUESTING THE ARREST OF SUSPECTS FOR QUESTIONING.

LOCATION: GOLDENRIDGE PARK - 5 BLOCKS SOUTH
REWARD: $100 PER SUSPECT TURNED IN


Quote:
CASE RANK: B
COMPLAINT: PETTY THEFT

DESCRIPTION: ANONYMOUS REQUEST. TRAINER FILED. RIB MEMBERS SEEN LOITERING NEAR ALLEYWAY NEAR ROAD PREYING ON TRAINERS FOR MONEY, POKEMON, AND OTHER ITEMS. MEMBERS ARE NOT ARMED BUT ARE USING PREDATORY TACTICS WITH THEIR POKEMON TO CORNER TRAINERS INTO THE ALLEYWAY. ONLY 1 POKEMON - A TYROGUE - HAS BEEN REPORTED STOLEN SO FAR. UNKNOWN AMOUNT OF MONEY AND CREDIT CARDS STOLEN. OTHER MISCELLANEOUS ITEMS
HAVE BEEN TAKEN AS WELL.

LOCATION: CENTRIFUGE AND 17TH - 7 BLOCKS WEST
REWARD: N/A


Quote:
CASE RANK: A
COMPLAINT: ILLEGAL POKEMON GAMBLING RING

DESCRIPTION: STOLEN POKEMON BEING FORCED TO BATTLE FOR BETS. RUN BY A SMALL HANDFUL OF SHELL MEMBERS. ANONYMOUS CITIZENS PARTAKE IN GAMBLING.

LOCATION: ABANDONED SPEAKEASY @ RALPH'S BARBECUE, 10 BLOCKS NORTH.
REWARD: HALF OF RECOVERED MONEY UPON CONFIRMED SHUTDOWN OF RING.
NOTE: TRAINERS WILL BE ASSIGNED A TEMPORARY POKEMON FOR ASSISTANCE UPON REQUEST.


Quote:
CASE RANK: S
COMPLAINT: SHELL ACTIVITY

DESCRIPTION: NEARBY NIGHTCLUB FORCEFULLY TAKEN BY SHELL MEMBERS. INFORMATION LACKING. NUMBER: UNKNOWN. METHOD: UNKNOWN. POKEMON: UNKNOWN. SOURCE: ARRESTED SHELL MEMBER.
CAUTION: GROUP EFFORT RECOMMENDED. INDIVIDUAL INVESTIGATION IS NOT RECOMMENDED, BUT NOT ENTIRELY IMPOSSIBLE.

LOCATION: DELPHROXX NIGHT CLUB. 6 BLOCKS EAST.
REWARD: VARIABLE AND NEGOTIABLE + $300 PER SUSPECT TURNED IN. IF IN GROUP REWARD WILL BE SPLIT.
NOTE: TRAINERS WILL BE ASSIGNED A TEMPORARY POKEMON FOR ASSISTANCE UPON REQUEST.




"Please note these cases are FIRST COME, FIRST SERVE. So. Are you in or are you out?"

The receptionist looks at the three of you impatiently...



The Bastion of Vacuous Dreams


Emi - Aside from the echoes of your own footsteps upon entering the building, the sound of a distant, rhythmic dripping of water, and the faint white noise of the whirring of central air coursing through the abandoned Bastion's ventilation system was all that could be heard. It was eerily quiet. The only source of light pierced through the windows and scattered throughout the large entry hall. The distance from the floor to the ceiling seemed astronomical. Several broken chandeliers hung from high above encircling a large, central one. From what you could tell, everything here was dilapidated and covered in gold and silver colors. All valuables appear to have been looted already; Large outlines where paintings once hung mark the walls, and the golden tiles of the floor appear to be chipped and cracked, several missing entirely. It's hard to tell if they are even real.

You clutched your gun tighter. This wasn't normal. Something was off, but you couldn't put your finger on what it was. Suddenly, a sound like a loud smacking of wood emanated from the guest room to your left. Without flinching, you cocked your gun and pirouetted toward the source of the sound. And then... lowered it. It was a cupboard door smacking against a wall adjacent to it, blown by a large gust of wind penetrating a nearby broken window. It was nothing, but having your guard up was not unjustified. The rumors, despite most being likely unfounded, were enough to make anyone this on edge.

After turning back around, you noticed the light began to cut through the windows even brighter than before - that or your eyes had adjusted more to the darkness. It was hard to say. You see a few options in front of you: You could ascend the spiral staircase which begins on the north side of the entry hall and winds skyward through the building, with crumbling platforms indicating floor stops; straight ahead, you see a connecting hall that stretches through to another towering section of the bastion - it looked dark, and a large puddle of water that ripples gently spans the width of its entry; to the east, there is a large open doorway with a descending staircase and a large wood, golden handrail splitting down the center - this appears to lead to the basement, or maybe just a lower floor, however, there is little to no light from what you can see; Finally, there was a door prior to the connecting hall, just to the side of the large puddle, that appeared to lead out into a courtyard - the once charming garden was now decimated and full of overgrowth, with several entries into the bastion's interior on all sides.

Where you choose to go is up to you...

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