Friday night Recap

This is the story of FBI Hostage Rescue Team 5

The team leader Sergeant Zim looked over team: Sparks, the radio and bomb disposal specialist (and also logistics when it applied), Red Shirt Duggan, the jack of all trades, Boo Radley, Sniper, Tweak, the team medic, and Hudson Hornet, his second in command and pilot. 'This is one motley group, but it's mine, and I hope we don't end up like my last command' he thought. He has just got word to take the helicopter to some place called the Georgia Guidestones east of Atlanta, the local Sheriff's had a real bad hostage situation and needed their help ASAP.

At first it seemed like a pretty standard situation. The Cult of Alkazari had kidnapped some hostages and taken up positions at the Guidestones, with the intention of performing some ritual where they were going to sacrifice the hostages. And Zim knew that that damn sure wasn't going to happen on his watch. So they did some scouting, found the bus the cult used to come to this place. Then put together a plan. It was a standard, simple plan, like most of his plans.

Sparks would launch a flash bang at the monument when it was dark. Radley would hole up and wait for a shot. Hudson would take the chopper and light up the monument with the spotlight. And he and Tweak would run in on the opposite side. Duggan would back up Sparks and Radley.

And the plan was going without a hitch, he took a few shots, 'thank god for kevlar!' But he had made it to the monument, with Tweak following him. Sparks had taken out 2 other groups of cultists with tear gas. When all hell broke loose. Out of no where some thing that could only be described as a Demon screamed out of the sky and landed on top of the monument. Everyone was just frozen, except Hudson who at least landed the chopper. Then something that could only be described as an Angel appeared from under the monument and flew up to the Demon, and a fight of biblical proportions took place. At the end of which there was an explosion a blinding flash of light and he passed out.

When he woke up the team was all exactly where they were, but everyone else: the cultists, hostages, sheriffs, were all gone. The team chimed in as OK, just shaken. Until Hudson emerged from the chopper and removed his helmet, he had gotten taller, dropped some weight and he could only be described as an elf. Although how the hell that could happen Zim had no idea. But then again nothing was normal after seeing a battle between and Angel and a Demon.

(The night went well, the group took the restrictions on character creation in stride. I liked the characters they came up with. Everyone got off a few zingers. Overall it was a good start, and I am looking forward to the next night. Only 1 person drew and Ace, but there were 3 Jokers, so we shall see where that takes them. I am looking forward to how they adjust and gel. My plan is 2 more nights through a ringer, with little choice of what they want to do, then I will open things up for them to dictate what they do.)