Tribe Soiree II - 19th Oct 2021
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Jareth heard there was a great rarity being stored in the TrollHolme Logistics warehouse near the Ratling Court... And he wanted it! He selected a few trusted Sarahs to take part in the raid.
Strange sightings of bizarre mutants aplenty...
The slave workers at the warehouse were to cause some troubles though!
First the Wyrd hired to control the rat problem got more than he bargained for, when Ratlings Stabbit, Grabbit and Runferit charged straight intohim - he was taken out in short order, though the alarm was raised.
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The lead pitslave rushed in to investigate... Directly into a hail of autopistol bullets from a Sarah, before Stabbit the Ratling took him out of the fight.
If @Ardavion's leader wasn't afraid of rats before this fight, he would be soon - being shot then eaten became something of a theme for the beleaguered pitslave.
Unbeknownst to Jareth, his coiffurist/nemesis Thulsa Doom also had his beady eye on the goods - he attacked the pitslaves from the other side of the warehouse, distracting several of them.
Meanwhile Stabbit and one of the Sarahs approached the prize... A sofa fit for the Ratling King.
Sarah took a hit on the way, flopping onto the sofa for a brief rest to recover her composure. They then began undoing the incredibly tightly torqued bolts holding the sofa down... Unfortunately two Pitslaves saw them and came rushing over to intervene, and despite his brave efforts, Stabbit the Ratling succumbed to their onslaught.
Enraged at seeing her little buddy fall, another Sarah shot the offending pitslave down.
Before Sarah brutally took the other out. In the background, Thulsa had decided to call it quits and bottled, and the remaining Sarahs mopped up the wounded and downed pitslaves - kicking one down a hole in the floor, and coup-de-gras ing a few injured in the earlier firefight.
This left Jareth and the Sarahs in peace before the next warehouse shift began - they undid the bolts and legged it back to the Ratling Court...
End of game one.
Thulsa's crew - bottled
Pitslaves - wiped out (Ardavion couldn't bottle as he was the defender of the raid)
13 Hour Club - victory - stole the loot, a beautiful soft comfortable sofa, fit to be the Ratling King's throne!
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Game 2 - the Coiffure to end all Coiffures
Thulsa had been working on a masterpiece of hairsmithery - a magnificent edifice to keratin and exuberance. Naturally, such a thing belonged on Jareth's noble bonce...
They were going to get it!
Assembling a crack team of Sarahs, he headed in to the inner sanctum, which smelled of macadamia nut shampoo.
Stabbit, Grabbit and Runferit lured one of the guards away before viciously mobbing him. Two Sarahs tried gunning down a second, but despite their best efforts they charged over to intervene.
Across at the other site, the Pitslave night shift had realised the sofa pinching menace was around, and probed the area. Unfortunately for them the leader of B shift was... You guessed it... Shot then eaten by a rat.
The rest of them fled to fight another day after a brief firefight.
As luck would have it, and despite some brutal hand to hand, the entire remainder of Thulsa's crew turned up and headed straight for Jareth's raiders - 8 Vs 3.
Establishing that, in a crisis, absence of body is preferable to presence of mind, he bravely ran away back to the supposed safety of the Ratling Court.
End of Game 2:
Thulsa's Crew - victory! Though rumor has it the nobilite were less than impressed with his wig - fashions change fast in the upper echelons of the Hive and big ornate hair is SO seven hours and twenty six minutes ago!
Pitslaves - bottled after key losses.
13 Hour Club - voluntary bottle to bring on the finale.
Thulsa had been working on a masterpiece of hairsmithery - a magnificent edifice to keratin and exuberance. Naturally, such a thing belonged on Jareth's noble bonce...
They were going to get it!
Assembling a crack team of Sarahs, he headed in to the inner sanctum, which smelled of macadamia nut shampoo.
Stabbit, Grabbit and Runferit lured one of the guards away before viciously mobbing him. Two Sarahs tried gunning down a second, but despite their best efforts they charged over to intervene.
Across at the other site, the Pitslave night shift had realised the sofa pinching menace was around, and probed the area. Unfortunately for them the leader of B shift was... You guessed it... Shot then eaten by a rat.
The rest of them fled to fight another day after a brief firefight.
As luck would have it, and despite some brutal hand to hand, the entire remainder of Thulsa's crew turned up and headed straight for Jareth's raiders - 8 Vs 3.
Establishing that, in a crisis, absence of body is preferable to presence of mind, he bravely ran away back to the supposed safety of the Ratling Court.
End of Game 2:
Thulsa's Crew - victory! Though rumor has it the nobilite were less than impressed with his wig - fashions change fast in the upper echelons of the Hive and big ornate hair is SO seven hours and twenty six minutes ago!
Pitslaves - bottled after key losses.
13 Hour Club - voluntary bottle to bring on the finale.
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Game 3 - The Court of the Ratling King 
Safe, surrounded by all the Sarahs, Stabbit the Ratling by his side and a wonderful sofa to relax on... What could possibly go wrong...
((Tune in tomorrow for the thrilling finale... Because I'm knackered!))
Safe, surrounded by all the Sarahs, Stabbit the Ratling by his side and a wonderful sofa to relax on... What could possibly go wrong...
((Tune in tomorrow for the thrilling finale... Because I'm knackered!))
The B-shift pitslaves approached from one side, Thulsa's things from the other. Boss Sarah was first to see Thulsa's crew approach - and promptly downed one with an accurate blast from her plasma pistol.
Upon seeing a comrade fall directly in front of them, three of Thulsa's crew - including the leader (called, oddly enough, Sarah!) bolted back to cover.
Firing began at the Pitslave side with a well thrown frag grenade giving the Pitslave leader something to think about, but not downing him. The slaves had good cover to approach though, a luxury not available to Thulsa's crew, who were taking heavy stubber fire whenever someone popped round the door frame.
Chainsword Sarah and Juve Sarah sallied forth as Thulsa's bunch of miscreants tried to sneak up the wall instead, the plucky Juve swinging her flail and taking out a ganger whilst chainsword Sarah began what would become a rampage of close combat brutality, first taking down another ganger.
Eventually Thulsa sent in his rats to do his dirty work, and they managed to leap past the hail of bullets to take down Boss Sarah.
Meanwhile, the pitslaves had closed... Unfortunately for their leader, he ran directly into a Manstopper round - going directly out of action, he didn't suffer the ignominy of being coup-de-grased by a Rat this time.
The other slaves did better, rushing the defenders from behind a shipping container full of expired Hive Guys buns on their way to be re-labelled as fresh YakBaps.
One of the Sarahs did well, taking out a rat and a slave, but the odds were stacked against them.
Upon seeing a comrade fall directly in front of them, three of Thulsa's crew - including the leader (called, oddly enough, Sarah!) bolted back to cover.
Firing began at the Pitslave side with a well thrown frag grenade giving the Pitslave leader something to think about, but not downing him. The slaves had good cover to approach though, a luxury not available to Thulsa's crew, who were taking heavy stubber fire whenever someone popped round the door frame.
Chainsword Sarah and Juve Sarah sallied forth as Thulsa's bunch of miscreants tried to sneak up the wall instead, the plucky Juve swinging her flail and taking out a ganger whilst chainsword Sarah began what would become a rampage of close combat brutality, first taking down another ganger.
Eventually Thulsa sent in his rats to do his dirty work, and they managed to leap past the hail of bullets to take down Boss Sarah.
Meanwhile, the pitslaves had closed... Unfortunately for their leader, he ran directly into a Manstopper round - going directly out of action, he didn't suffer the ignominy of being coup-de-grased by a Rat this time.
The other slaves did better, rushing the defenders from behind a shipping container full of expired Hive Guys buns on their way to be re-labelled as fresh YakBaps.
One of the Sarahs did well, taking out a rat and a slave, but the odds were stacked against them.
At Thulsa's side, the rat incursion was being cleaned up and Flail Juve Sarah and Chainsword Sarah were making a good account of themselves...
...until poor Juve Sarah was solidly obliterated by Thulsa himself, being triple-OOA'd!
Enraged, Chainsword Sarah proceeded to take down the ganger with a hammer, the Komissar, Dirty Ned and Thulsa himself in a flurry of whirling chainsword teeth and blurts of autopistol fire.
Things weren't going so smoothly across at the Pitslave side - they breached the inner sanctum, showing no mercy to the Sarahs defending the gates and gunning down Stabbit the Ratling where he stood.
Jareth, sensing things weren't going quite to plan, began to sidle towards the more resilient side of the battle, just in time to hear the chugging heavy stubber fall silent, it's belt of ammunition consumed.
Outside, chainsword Sarah took down another two of Thulsa's gangers, before a boltgun round finally put and end to her rampage.
Inside there was no stopping the pitslaves though - Heavy Sarah, in a burst of misplaced loyalty, charged into them swinging her useless heavy stubber.
...until poor Juve Sarah was solidly obliterated by Thulsa himself, being triple-OOA'd!
Enraged, Chainsword Sarah proceeded to take down the ganger with a hammer, the Komissar, Dirty Ned and Thulsa himself in a flurry of whirling chainsword teeth and blurts of autopistol fire.
Things weren't going so smoothly across at the Pitslave side - they breached the inner sanctum, showing no mercy to the Sarahs defending the gates and gunning down Stabbit the Ratling where he stood.
Jareth, sensing things weren't going quite to plan, began to sidle towards the more resilient side of the battle, just in time to hear the chugging heavy stubber fall silent, it's belt of ammunition consumed.
Outside, chainsword Sarah took down another two of Thulsa's gangers, before a boltgun round finally put and end to her rampage.
Inside there was no stopping the pitslaves though - Heavy Sarah, in a burst of misplaced loyalty, charged into them swinging her useless heavy stubber.
Heavy Sarah managed to take one of the pitslaves down before weight of numbers ended her chances.
A bullet from a pitslaves clipped Jareth - the first time in any of the games anybody had had the temerity - the downright gall! - to sully his presence by actually shooting at him! The barefaced cheek of it!
Only his pride was injured, but it did pin him as he bravely backed into a corner...
Luckily, the pitslaves went for what was an actual threat to them compared to a Beastmaster with a laspistol and no rats.
Allowing him to recover his wits. There was nothing he could do... He waved a crystal ball around with a flourish of his fingers... And was gone.
Using his secondary power successfully for the one and only time, he blipped through the wall and legged it, followed by Toby the Caryatid.
His theatrics were missed though, as the pitslaves were busy dismembering the final two members of Thulsa's crew, winning the game and, in the cyclical nature of these things, reclaiming the precious Sofa of the Ratling King.
It's the only comfort they'll ever know.
End of Game Three - the finale
Pitslaves - Victory!
13 Hour Club - wiped out, though Jareth escaped.
Thulsa's crew - wiped out.
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Thus concluded Tribe Soirée 2021.
Three three-way games. We diced for priority so the same person wasn't always last of three to go each turn, which worked well. It was a good day after not playing since 2019!
Thank you @CaptainDangerous and @Ardavion for coming and well done @Ardavion for winning the day!
A bullet from a pitslaves clipped Jareth - the first time in any of the games anybody had had the temerity - the downright gall! - to sully his presence by actually shooting at him! The barefaced cheek of it!
Only his pride was injured, but it did pin him as he bravely backed into a corner...
Luckily, the pitslaves went for what was an actual threat to them compared to a Beastmaster with a laspistol and no rats.
Allowing him to recover his wits. There was nothing he could do... He waved a crystal ball around with a flourish of his fingers... And was gone.
Using his secondary power successfully for the one and only time, he blipped through the wall and legged it, followed by Toby the Caryatid.
His theatrics were missed though, as the pitslaves were busy dismembering the final two members of Thulsa's crew, winning the game and, in the cyclical nature of these things, reclaiming the precious Sofa of the Ratling King.
It's the only comfort they'll ever know.
End of Game Three - the finale
Pitslaves - Victory!
13 Hour Club - wiped out, though Jareth escaped.
Thulsa's crew - wiped out.
...............
Thus concluded Tribe Soirée 2021.
Three three-way games. We diced for priority so the same person wasn't always last of three to go each turn, which worked well. It was a good day after not playing since 2019!
Thank you @CaptainDangerous and @Ardavion for coming and well done @Ardavion for winning the day!
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