Ch. 9 Copperhead Road

[Philulhu]

OOC,A party luck roll for matches, please. The rifle is a .30 lever action carbine. Base chance to hit 25%, range 50 yards, damage 2d6. It holds a maximum of 6 bullets.

[HoneyDog]

Luck,Howard Luck 55: [url=https://orokos.com/roll/782397]Luck[/url]: [u]1d100[/u] [b]8[/b]

[Bullfrog]

Luck 65,[dice]0[/dice]

[Philulhu]

OOC,Fortunately for the investigators, [b]Howard’s[/b] party luck role was made before Lawrence... ;) There is a matchbook from a diner in the truck. Bullfrog - in case you haven’t come across it before, a party luck roll is normally just one person rolling for the entire party, rather than individual members. I think it’s something the designers came up with so games weren’t being slowed down by everyone having to roll :)

[HoneyDog]

Adrenaline up, Howard shouts in triumph as the engine starts.

As he moves to the cab, he notices a matchbook on the dashboard, and opens the door to take it.

"Matches!" he shouts.

[Mr. Handy]

William hands the matches to Howard. "Light up those cars, then all aboard," he says.

[HoneyDog]

Howard grabs the matches and then hurries over to Brophy.

[Philulhu]

As William gunned the engine, Lawrence fired over the bonnet of the nearby car. His shot went wide but those at the front of the approaching pack ducked and had to try hard not to stumble. The Sheriff fired again and the bullet smashed the windscreen of the car behind which Lawrence was taking cover.

As Howard reached Brophy, the old man had already removed the filler cap and had dipped a torn piece of cloth into the tank to soak up some fuel. He took the matches from Howard and lit the rag, which caught immediately with a orange, smoky flame.

”Go! Do the next one!” snapped Brophy, pointing Howard in Thomas’ direction.

OOC,Sheriff [dice]0[/dice]

[HoneyDog]

Howard grabs the matches back and moves off.

[Mr. Handy]

William waits for the others to get on the truck, keeping the engine running.

[Bullfrog]

Lawrence takes one last shot at the sheriff before taking a sprint for the truck, ducking behind the flatbed.

Rifle 50%,[dice]0[/dice]

[peper757]

Thomas gets out of Howard's way and runs over to the car. "Hurry it up!" he shouts. "The cars won't matter if they catch us here!"

[Philulhu]

Lawrence’s final shot was a misfire. As the firing pin hit the primer, it blew up in his face with powder and shards of metal flying back into his face. As he staggered back toward the flatbed, Brophy pushed past him and clambered onto the truck.

The sheriff fired again but his shot flew wide, almost killing one of the men charging towards the vehicles.

As Howard tried to light up the second car, the first one caught fire and flames started shooting from the gas tank...

OOC,Sheriff [dice]0[/dice] Lawrence - damage [dice]1[/dice] You have one more round before the men will be upon you.

[HoneyDog]

OOC,Should Howard make a roll for the second car?

[Bullfrog]

Lawrence quickly and frantically brushed the metal bits from his face, likely bloodying his hands in the process before climbing onto the flatbed. Hopefully, he could get the rifle to work before the men arrived, or he'd have to resort to clubbing them.

[Mr. Handy]

William is ready to pop the truck into gear as soon as everyone is aboard.

[Philulhu]

OOC,Howard - going for the second car is your call. Lawrence - Can I have a mechanical repair roll to determine whether Lawrence knows if the rifle is serviceable.

[HoneyDog]

Howard looks up and sees the men getting closer. He decides to get the hell out and runs back to the car before the others leave.

[Bullfrog]

Mechanical Repair 50%,[dice]0[/dice]

OOC,So close, yet so agonizingly far.

[peper757]

Thomas climbs onto the truck with his shovel, keeping his head low but watching out for anybody getting too close.