Geometric Archipelago:Gangs of Octagon Island/Chapter 21
Chapter Twenty-One: Who am I, a London Banker?
<mainstreet> ---BEGIN SESSION---
<Capn_Ascii> "Alright, so. Everyone remember the game plan?"
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii facepalms. "We're going to disguise you as a Hextor Knight-rank cleric, then you go into the bank and withdraw just neough of their funds to screw their rent payment."
<Capn_Ascii> "They won't be able to stay in the temple and we'll have fufilled our part of the bargain."
Kanzel blinks "Isn't that what I was already disguised as?"
<Capn_Ascii> "No. We need to give you a promotion, which means we need to make another patch. Let's head back to my room and try to get it right."
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii leads the way back to his room for some hot sewing action!
Brellius tags along
Kanzel follows for a second beforeshe asks "Why do we need to make anything? My hat was enough the first time. Why wouldn't it be enough this time?"
<Capn_Ascii> "We had a rank insignia on your Hextor outfit, remember? Except it's not high enough - only Knights and higher have access to the account."
<Capn_Ascii> "I'm not sending you into the bank wearing a magical disguise - there's too much risk someone will see through it. I'd prefer to use the physical Hextor robes you used earlier."
<Kanzel> "I'm not against wearing them under the upgrade disguise, but if I don't use the hat to change my appearance, if another hxtor spots me, they'll ask questions..
<Brellius> "There's always old fashioned, non-magical make-up."
<Capn_Ascii> "Makeup would be safer, yes. If I were a bank manager, I'd have the guards using see-through-illusion spells or items. But, that's just me - I'm paranoid, after all."
<Capn_Ascii> "But if you use a totally non-magical disguise, they can't detect anything wrong unless they walk up and snatch your fake mustache off."
<Kanzel> "Well, they only use magical methods on withdrawls over seventy-five percent.."
<Capn_Ascii> "That's just for identity verification. Who knows what the floor guards might be using?"
<Capn_Ascii> "Normally, I wouldn't care, but it's a bank and one that the gangs have a vested interest in. I just want to be sure we don't screw this up, because if you get caught I doubt we'll be able to save you."
Kanzel shrugs. "Fine. Let's get an actual disguise kit then."
<Capn_Ascii> "Yeah, I don't think I have any makeup left at my place." He blinks. "Er. Not that I had any at my place ever, mind you."
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii leads the Party to the market to go shopping for makeup, all of them resisting the urge to get manicures.
<Kanzel> "But I waaant one..."
<Capn_Ascii> "Maybe later."
Kanzel buys disguise stuff.
<mainstreet> Kanzel: 50 gold OUT. 1 Disguise Kit IN.
Capn_Ascii pays for it, since he's the one who insisted on it.
Capn_Ascii then leads everyone back to the Ascii Cave.
<mainstreet> You're in a room. Not a Cave, but a ROOM.
<Capn_Ascii> "Alright, Kan, you're up. I'm no good at putting on makeup, besides basic cover-up. Er, not that I use that."
Kanzel puts a diguise together.
<Kanzel> "So, how does it look?"
<Capn_Ascii> "Not bad. How about the patch?"
<Kanzel> "You tell me."
<mainstreet> The patch is PERFECT, man! It's even licensed merchandise!
<Brellius> "It'll probably work."
<Capn_Ascii> "How the...?"
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii blinks, as he spies the 100% authentic rubsign affixed to the patch. "...how the hell did you counterfeit *that*?"
<mainstreet> The 7 X's gleam on Kanzel's collar.
<Kanzel> "Okay, now to tone it back down."
Kanzel magically changes her mundane disguise to a younger model with a Knight Terrible insignia
<Kanzel> "Now, how does this look?"
<Capn_Ascii> "Huh?" Ascii frowns. "What the hell!? I thought the whole point was to *not* use magic!"
<Kanzel> "I think two disguises are safer than one."
Capn_Ascii facepalms. "But if they see through your magic disguise, they'll *know* you're up to no good and arrest you on the spot!"
<Capn_Ascii> "You may as well not even *bother* with the outfit!"
<Kanzel> "Not if my mundane disguise is better than my magical one. That's why I made myself look older. It's a question of vanity if they see through my magical disguise."
Kanzel sighs. "I just don't trust my disguising skills, alright? It's not like it matters. they shouldn't be bothering as much. Now, we're wasting time."
Capn_Ascii raises a finger as if to protest. "That's..." He pauses. ".....actually, that's not bad reasoning." He shakes his head in defeat. "Fine, whatever. It's your ass on the line. Just remember - if you get caught, we probably won't be able to help you escape." He looks up. "Alright, ready to head to the bank and do this thing?"
Kanzel finds a cloak and throws it over herself to relatively hide her clothes. "Let's do it."
<Capn_Ascii> "Onward!" Ascii points dramatically and leads everyone back to the bank in a rather non-dramatic manner.
Brellius tags along non-dramatically
<mainstreet> It's the bank, it's the bank, it's the BAAAAAAAAAAANK!
<mainstreet> Green and Orange shirts are skulking around the place as usual. Also a Blue shirt. And of course, the guard at the front, in Black as usual.
<Capn_Ascii> "Alright, you're up Kanzel. Withdraw 160 from their account and we can finally put a bow on this deal."
Kanzel continues walking up to the bank, muttering " Yeah... Hopefully."
<mainstreet> The guard at the front nods at you as you approach the bank's front door.
Kanzel smiles and goes inside
<mainstreet> The bank's layout is much the same as it was before.
Kanzel looks for any Hextor clerics inside the bank.
<mainstreet> Kanzel: Nope, looks good to you. You do, however, spot a older Green dude staring at you a bit, and trying not to be noticed. You must be pretty hot in that magical disguise of yours.
Kanzel gets in the buisness line.
<mainstreet> Kanzel: The line is actually empty... you wait a minute, and a teller quickly opens up. You walk up to the guy. It's a dwarf, wearing a tropical shirt and a pair of sunglasses. The nameplate reads: VORK FLAMEHAMMER. "Yo, what I can do for you?" he asks.
Kanzel nods. "I'd like to withdraw one-hundred and sixty gold from acout six-five-two-three-five-one."
<mainstreet> Vork raises an eyebrow, and walks back to a large file cabinet. He searches for a piece of paper, grabs it, and comes back. "Alright, this is the Church of Hextor account. I'll need a simple signature, including rank and church identification number, so your withdrawl can be on record," he comments. He hands you the form involved for you to fill out and sign.
<mainstreet> Kanzel: You realize that this form has been filled out a couple of times before, above. There's only two sections left here before they'll need another page, however.
Kanzel signs it 'Fronzel Neekburm'
<mainstreet> With a unique ID (12345), and a strange name, your form is good to go! The dwarf looks at it, shrugs, and walks back to put the form away.
<mainstreet> He puts it away, then returns to his desk, opens a drawer, and starts counting out gold bills, until he hands over 160 of 'em.
Kanzel takes them, nods, and turns to leave the bank.
<mainstreet> Kanzel starts walking out of the bank, and leaves it.
<Capn_Ascii> Ascii is waiting outside. "How did it go?"
<Kanzel> "As well as to be expected. not let's get the hell out of here before we're spotted.
<Capn_Ascii> "An excellent idea." Ascii leads the way back to his room.
Brellius tags along
<mainstreet> Welcome, once more, to the Roomcavething.
<Capn_Ascii> "Alright. The last step is to go tell Brian what's going on, so he'll cooperate and kick the clerics out. Then we'll have fufilled our part of the bargain."
Capn_Ascii goes to talk to said Brian person.
Brellius continues tagging along
<mainstreet> You're just outside the Records Office...
<mainstreet> and Brellius hears that Brian is having a rather animated and loud discussion... with Verpad! It seems Verpad wants a time extension to get the money in, and Brian isn't inclined to give it to him.
<mainstreet> "Look, Mr. Verpad... thirty seconds ago, you told me the check would be fine, so I tried to flip it with the automachine, and it bounced. So now all of a sudden, you're going back on it? Now you want more time? Why do I find your credibility quite suspect?"
<Brellius> "Wait, Verpad is already in there. Sounds like he wants a time extension, but Brian isn't budging," Brellius whispers to Ascii
<mainstreet> "But it should be... I was probably just robbed again!" Verpad sighs. "I'll have to go clear this up with the bank... but I need time. I just do."
<mainstreet> "I don't care," Brian commented back. "Your rent is due tomorrow morning, 8 o-clock sharp, and that's final. If you haven't paid me by 8, I'll clear the places out at 9."
<Brellius> "Sounds like Verpad's screwed," Brellius whispers
<mainstreet> The next thing you know, Verpad storms out, right past the two of you, completely missing your presence.
<mainstreet> He looks totally pissed.
Capn_Ascii waits for Verpad to leave, then steps inside to talk. "Hey, Brian, what's up?"
<mainstreet> "The Hextor leader doesn't have the money to pay me... you guys wouldn't happen to know anything about that? ...never mind, of course you don't," he replies, winking at Ascii. "So they'll be removed tomorrow morning. Unless he can find the gold. I am slightly worried that they might not go quietly... but we can usually deal with such things here."
<Capn_Ascii> "What if he *does* find the gold? It's not hard to come up with 200 gold in one night if you're desperate enough..."
Kanzel mutters, removing disguises "one hundred and forty-five.."
<mainstreet> "Well, however much he's down, at least, plus the 25 he just lost for the bounced check... if he does, then he can stay."
<Capn_Ascii> "Is there *any* way we can prevent them from just waltzing in here and making a payment?"
Kanzel mutters again "Burn their rooms, maybe..."
<mainstreet> "Yeah. After that bounce, I won't accept late payment, even by a minute. If you can physically prevent them from entering this office, go right ahead. Of course, I can't be aware of any such measures. Which includes battle noises. Also... with sufficient financial incentive, I could use the bounce as an excuse to increase the rent substantially."
<Capn_Ascii> "Sufficient financial incentive...?"
<mainstreet> "I have to factor in the lost profits from not seeing them again here for a while... so let's say... 2 months worth of standard rent, or 8 weeks..."
<mainstreet> "...that should be enough."
<mainstreet> ---END SESSION---