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Package Delievery
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| Xalden | Date: Friday, 20 Apr 2012, 11:28 PM | Message # 1 |
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| It was early morning when the package arrived, a speeder truck coming to a stop in front of Jamie's Bar and Grill on Dantooine. In the back was a large crate that had been sent, it's contents marked as fragile and any one smart enough could hear the liquid of the bottles sloshing around when the crate was moved. The driver and his assistant got out of the truck, opening the roll up door of the back as they used a hover lift to pull out the crate and take it round back to the delivery entrance for shipments. The two holding a datapad and requiring a signature before they left the crate with the employees of the bar and returned to their truck, driving off to finish their daily deliveries. The crate, having been scanned many times through it's entire traveling time showed two power packs inside that were being used to power a cooling system that kept the drinking alcohol at a perfect temperature so that it wasn't too hot, nor too cold when it arrived.
The bottles of Alcohol were arranged around the cooling system that was set in the middle, making for the most room, the power packs were set on a pair of crates within the crate that held a few extra bottles of alcohol. The lid was resting on top of the power packs, though didn't interfere with its work. The lid though was set down so that it was attached to the Sturm Dowels of the power packs. When the lid was open, the employee that had the task of opening the crate would be in for a very bad day. The moment the lid was pulled off the sturm dowels were pulled from their place, left dangling from the lid of the crate.
Within eight to ten seconds of them being pulled the power packs had quickly become over heated and a loud boom tore through the air. The two power packs exploding at the same time from over heating, the resulting explosion bursting and throwing the bottles of alcohol around the room. The resulting flames of the initial explosion quickly ignited the volatile and highly flammable drinking alcohol. Causing further smaller explosions when whole bottles caught and went off. The explosions sending shards of glass through the air, most likely hitting anyone that was close enough that hadn't been set on fire by the alcohol that had been thrown around from the initial explosion.
Depending on the location the crate was in, the walls were scorched and now burning, weakening the internal structure of the building, coupled with the damage of the initial explosion would cause a good chunk of damage and could possible cause hundreds of thousands of credits worth of damage to repair. The alcohol would continue to burn after it was set off, with only a few bottles not bursting, though the glass would soon enough melt from the high heat and the alcohol released would add to the flames. Any alcohol already in the bar would also add to the flames, if caught in the inferno. Of course this was all dependent on which room in the bar and grill that the crate was in.
Xalden the Black
Lord of Cyborrea
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| Jamie_the_Hutt | Date: Saturday, 28 Apr 2012, 10:27 AM | Message # 2 |
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| Placeholder, I'ma have one up tonight)) Added (28 Apr 2012, 10:15 AM)
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Placeholder, I'ma have one up tonight)) Added (28 Apr 2012, 10:27 AM)
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As the truck approached it would be checked against expected deliveries by some of the boys up the road. "Slim" Harcourt taking out a shotgun-blaster and stepping into the centre of the road as it approached and seeing it didn't match up. Jamie brewed his own liquor, so it was mildly unexpected, surely weren't the case that Jamie imported high proof spirit, or cooled it for that matter. Only fancy city folk drank their liquor cold, and there weren't much call for it in Garang.
So, it was with that in mind that Slim signed off on it and began to push it away down the road on a small repulsor-lifter and began to trundle it off to the scanner they had concealed in a stand of trees half way betwen their check-point and the Bar and Grill. Opening the crate, they would slip out a bottle of the fancy drink and keep it at the check point as a "tax".
They dispatched a tiny probe droid to follow the delivery truck. Once at the scanner the crate would be slid in, being given a standard scan. If it went off, it would be minimally dangerous, Ethanol was flammable, and unless vaporized or compressed was not explosive.
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| Xalden | Date: Saturday, 28 Apr 2012, 11:04 AM | Message # 3 |
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| ((*sighs* Oh look, Jamie not taking any damage and making it fair that he do so, big surprise there))
Xalden the Black
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| Bernard_Oriel | Date: Monday, 30 Apr 2012, 8:43 AM | Message # 4 |
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| ((OOC: I didn't say it wouldn't get through the scanner, it's just an airport x-ray scanner type dealio. Just need to state how it's protected and when you want it to explode.. like you could blow it up in the scanner, or when it's in the store room, or just after a certain ammount of time.. but I mean, it's just lame to do it in one post.. Could just say the detonator is integrated into the cooling system. "Slim" Harcourt looks like this (front centre), in the most recent picture of him with his "Platoon" in the People's Front of Dantooine.
He's not a specialist, cain't reed to fancy neither. Ain't been scholed past thirteen, pa reckoned he was old enough to be workin' so he got a job and married a mighty fine lady-widow named Loretta same year.
Built them a real fine house with the money once pa died of congestive heart failiure the next year. Since he farms arable land, it leaves him with lots of free time for drinking and huntin', while Loretta brings up the kids and drives the harvester most of the time. She does write him letters about his drinking.
A man who likes a good gun and a good drink, he naturally fell in with Jamie's boys, admiring the offworlder after initial distrust for his eatin' ability at the All-Dantooine-All-Eatin-All-Drinkin' Contest in Garang, which Jamie managed to come second to the well liked half-dantari singer "All-the-loaves", he became a "Captain" because he could afford to buy his friends four sets of hunting camo and himself a peaked cap after a good season.
Okay okay.. I get that your reply now will be: "tl:dr", and that's fine, I'll summarize.
In brief: Slim Harcourt is an incompetent using out of date machinery, he isn't going to spot a detonator if it's hidden in the cooling system for example, and unless the bottles are full of something other than alcohol (like if it was a high explosive mix which might flag up in red) the box will get through. But perhaps it's better to have a small revision so that it explodes the second time it's opened?
So, onto my IC post.))
Slim scratched his leg as the scanner looked over the device, wandering off as it beeped away and the conveyor belt conveyed it through, he was barefoot as him and the boys had rigged up a pool in the speeder. Over at the side of the clearing he saw a carniverous snail approachin', he unslung the Blaster shotgun. "Betcha think y'all were being real fancy sneakin' up on me bare heeled huh? Ain't gonna have a bite of Buck C. Harcourt.." he had the presence of mind to broadcast a radio message so the noise of blaster fire didn't raise an alarm, speaking into the primitive short range radio "Gonna shoot a slug, get the grill fired up Wade. Harcourt over and out."
He unslung the blaster and reached for the safety catch before smilin' to himself, course it was off, "that's why there's a trigger" he slurred to himself with a chuckle, flicking the power down so it'd kill but not splatter the slug. The beep of alarm at the scanner went un-noticed as he blatted the snail with the blaster. "Gonna baste y'all in garlic real good, little seasonin' be a fine starter eh?" going over to the machine he clicked down the small error message, it said there was a small quantity of comubustible material in it, but he clicked it away, most self-cooling devices had explosive coolant and as it was so tiny, it was simply ignored.
As such, he began to roll it down towards the Bar and Grill, slug ontop of the box, as the hot Dantooine summer sun beat down upon his brow and rolls, begining to sweat under the arms profusely and being mighty in need of another StoneKey Heavy once he reached there.
Setting down the crate outside the odd-shaped building, boxy with the rusty old GR-45 on top and half built into the second floor, he waddled inside to get him a big drink and let the Bartender, Dwayne Dale (one of Jamie's Trusted Lieutenants) know about the shipment and ask where it ought to be stored.
Dwayne handed over the beer, wondering vaguely if Jamie was actually losing money paying the boys mostly in the form of their free bar tab, and looked perplexed at a free delivery of refridgerated high proof.
He pulled his hat from a hook and Gang-Captain "Slim" and Jamie's Lieutenant Dwayne went outside to take a look at the liquor, he sure did have an idea of it's usefulness and knew the boss would approve. One of the dancin' girls, Jamie's favourite "playmate" was coming into work at the time too, Jamie liking a mid-afternoon tail massage when he awoke due to being all swollen from pregnancy, and enquired what was going on. Insisting that she hadn't had breakfast and so could use a shot of the liquor too.. thus it was that all three were gathered around the alcohol box as it opened for the second time..
(Now, you can decide the damage, if it's reasonable I'll naturally be running with it :-) )
Bernard Oriel
Senator for the Planet of Vjun
1st Earl Malreaux (Second Creation)
Vjun Delegation to the Imperial Senate
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| Jamie_the_Hutt | Date: Monday, 30 Apr 2012, 8:44 AM | Message # 5 |
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| Xalden | Date: Wednesday, 02 May 2012, 2:16 AM | Message # 6 |
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