Redbeerd: forum

Yeah I’m an idiot and noticed after I posted. 

Character sheet:

Name: Red Beerd

Age: 40

Gender: Male

Role: Owner of The Warehouse, low level street thug 

Character description: 6’2” muscular build, bald with long red beard (hence the name), lots of gothic/celtic tattoos, Irish decent with slight accent

Backstory: After Reds parents disowned him and threw him out of his childhood home at 14 years old he contacted his Uncle Danny “Danny Boy” Burke. Danny was living in a place called Torn and doing pretty well for himself building has small empire of criminal exploits. For years Red shadowed his Uncle and learned the ins and outs of the criminal underworld. This is until tragedy struck and “Danny Boy” was double crossed by his partner. “Danny Boy” died broke with nothing left, with the exception of a run down warehouse on the outskirts of Torn. Naturally Red inherited this warehouse from his Uncle. 

Day to day inventory:

Barretta 92 pistol, empty wallet with a single piece of paper with the words “Dying to live,but living to die” written on it, 6” blade tactical knife, roll of cash tucked into his left sock.

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5* pub hiring

free rotational trains plus salary. 
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Looking for spouse with some game experience to help with tips on how to progress quicker. Would eventually like to have private island. Message if interested

“Red you need some serious mental help my brother!” Shadow was beyond astonished that his brother was back to acting like the flaming idiot he knew so well. Seeing his brother looking to make a fast recovery as well as the laughter he witnessed coming from Icsis, made the pressing task he needed to deal with easier.

”Doc keep us updated on Kimmy, and try to keep Red from doing anything that I expect Red to try and do.” Walking to the exit he glanced back to Icsis, why had he not thought about it before ? This would be the perfect time to let her unleash some of her own technology skills. “Icsis if you feel up for it I could use some help tracking down Layne as well as gathering info on the officer snooping around the safe house pretending like he is Paul Smecker from the Boondock Saints or something.”

Shadow knew not to wait on her response, she could find him if she chose. He wasn’t going to wait around in case his offer sent her into a rage, she was tip toeing a very thin line still yet and wanted  no part of her wrath being directed toward him. 

Walking through the living room, he paused looking at the camera feeds again. The two officers were doing as expected, gathering any evidence they could. Something about the officer in the trench coat concerned him, this one had the potential to be a problem. As his thought finished he saw the trench coat moving to an abandoned motorcycle, Shadow had hopes that the bike would throw him off their scent. Seeing the officer scribble something on a sheet of paper and place it on the fire hydrant near the bike second before he straddled the bike and took off down the road threw his hopes out the window. 

Rushing to Reds computer room he started to study the cameras following the trench coat through each one. The officer was following the trail of destruction Reds suv had left in its rearview. “This isn’t fucking good. Why is it that the only proficient cop in Torn is on duty and dispatched to our little shit show?” Knowing he needed to alert the others, he noticed the black suvs roaming the streets. He tried to get a count but it was difficult with them being mobile and trying to keep track of the bike thief officer at the same time. He needed help, he didn’t like to admit that but it was the truth of it. 

as he stood to go and admit to Icsis and Red he needed help he saw that the officer had started following the roaming suvs. He felt that this would buy him some time but he still needed info and help.

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Red tired of laying in the hard metal table decided he had enough. “Doc I’m getting off this fucking table! Give this uncomfortable piece of shit to Gregor!”  As he started to sit up he felt the pain hit him, the pain brought on the realization that he was indeed damaged goods for the moment.

”Sweet Cheeks, can you give me a hand getting to the chair over there beside The Suit? And my bottle, I definitely need my bottle.”

As he waited he let out a chuckle remembering Shadow telling him he “needed some serious mental help” and Icsis yelling at him and calling him an “Idiot”. 

“I may need mental help and may be an idiot but right now I’m a very thirsty idiot! I need my bottle and some time to think, this fucking table is. It helping me with either of those things. Get your pretty ass over here and help me Icsis.”

Shadow stared into the eyes of the demonic being formerly known as Icsis. He could relate to the change she had presented. The part he couldn’t understand was rejecting the money Red had told him to secure in an account for Icsis and Kimmy, obviously mainly Icsis, but the sisters were essentially one entity.  “The world will burn if I lose her.”, he had no issue with the idea, he had issue with her losing the ability to calculate her promise. Making the world burn cost money, did she have money stored somewhere? 

“She is completely unhinged, throwing all rational thought out the window. I’m no hypocrite but she needs to slow down and work on a world burning plan.” Shadow kept this thought to himself, it would not benefit anyone for him to enter a battle of wits with her for now. 

Shaking his head in all he could do was keep quiet and nod his agreement. “Right. I understand, no objections from me. I am going to get Doc to get Kimmy checked out. He will need some time but will make sure any knowledge of her situation goes to you first.”  Glad to have somewhere else to be he hurriedly carried Kimmy’s limp body to the surgical room.

“Doc! I need you to take a look at Kimmy here as quickly as possible. I do not know if the engineering marvel of a bunker will survive her sister much longer without an update.” As he finished his words he saw the other man in the room, this man was substantially younger than The Doc. Continuing his assessment of this new body in what used to be a secret bunker he assumed this was the help Doc had called in. “Is this your help Doc?” Nodding toward the man standing off to the side.

”What are we looking at with Red? “ looking at his brother he noticed Reds breathing looked less labored, this was a good sign he assumed.

”The big fucker should recover fine. He is going to need some blood, he has lost far more than any doctor would recommend. You may think about getting him some help for alcoholism as well. He came to a few times demanding a bottle of Jameson and sweet cheeks. I do not believe alcohol or whatever type of dessert sweet cheeks may be, for him any time soon.”

Hearing the last part made Shadow smile, “Red is never going to give up Jameson, and Sweet Cheeks, is Icsis not a dessert. As for blood take what he needs from me, I have plenty. I suggest you sedate him for awhile though.”

”Sedation has been administered. It only took four times the amount it should have, after the third bag he swung at Doctor..”

”No names! You know the rules Doc, just get them fixed take your payments and move on until the next call! As for the violent outburst I do apologize but Red chooses violence like most people choose what to watch on the tv. Violence is what he lives for I believe.”

Stepping to the table that barely contained his brother he looked at him and smiled. “Let’s throw everything we can at Kimmy before Icsis somehow summons Satan himself to open the floor of this place. I want updates related directly to Icsis and me, no one else. I have another gunshot victim in the elevator still I believe, I will deliver him and Reds beloved Jameson shortly.”

Leaning close to his brother’s ear he whispered, knowing he wouldn’t acknowledge the words, “Give me some time brother, I’m working on tracking down that double crossing motherfucker Layne, I got an interesting officer snooping around the safe house I need to look into as well.”

Standing up straight he turned to exit the room when he felt a hand gripping his arm, “Bring me my fucking bottle, find Layne and send Sweet Cheeks in here. Fuck the police for now,”

Red released his grip on Shadows arm and watched as his brother turned as pale as a ghost. “Doc those sedation meds must be for toddlers! Don’t waste anymore, I’m not going to be layed up on this fucking table much longer. I got shit to do!”

As Shadow heard his brother’s words he was just about to clear the doorway, turning back towards the room, he laughed as he said “you heard him Doc.”

Shadow settled into the chair in front of Reds computer systems, his search began with the facial recognition software. Layne beimg priority one outside of this bunker, he activated the program to scan the cameras in  large grid between the bunker and safe house. One complete he rose to deliver the Jameson to Red. 

Grabbing a bottle he searched out Icsis, “hey I’m headed to take this to Red, thought you might want to join me to see if there was any news about Kimmy.”  Not waiting for Icsis to spit any venom his way he finished his words and headed to the surgical room.

Click the gear icon and then click mark all as read. Clears the new message notification

This was a fun idea! Really enjoyed pretending like I knew some shit. Can’t wait for the next one. Thanks for doing this!

Shadow had grossly misread the severity of Kimmy’s condition. Seeing that she was still unconscious with Icsis kneeling next to her clutching her sisters shirt tugged at his emotions. He understand the pain, the fear, the desperation, and the feeling of what the fuck am I going to do without my sibling. He had been living with those same feelings since Red had went full on suicide bomber with no bomb. “Doc we need your fucking help here now! Where are they? “ 

Shadow took a few deep breaths and walked to where the distraught Icsis was kneeled. Squatting down beside her he placed his hand on her back, not in a romantic gesture, this was a gesture letting her know he was here for her and that he understood what she was going though. “ Let me get her in there with Red, Doc or his help can take a look at her better in there.”  This was a fragile moment and he knew rather than just assume Icsis would approve he waited for her to respond. 

During his raged directed at The Doc, he remembered hearing, "Get over here! Fix her! If she dies... fix her!" Icsis had yelled at this Lina woman in desperation. He was so sure she had registered being beckoned, he would let that one play out and use it as an opportunity to study these unknown people.

”Icsis, I’m going to grab a quick glance at the cameras in the area. By now I’m sure Torn PD has had to arrived at the safe house. We need to see how much attention we drew from the deadly firework display over there. When you are ready let me know and I will move Kimmy to the room with Red.”

Removing his hand from her back he rose and made his way to the living room where the camera feeds were still displayed on the large wall mounted tv. Everything looked oddly quiet on the feeds, just as he was about to look away, he saw it.  The lone squad car pulling up near the safe house. “Only one police cruiser? There has to be more on the way, far too much action for one patrol unit.” Speaking out loud to himself he studied the feed showing the car come to a stop. He was surprised by how routine the driver had made the situation seem. No flashing lights, traveling at a concerningly calm speed, something about this made him very uneasy! He watched as the door opened and a man in a long trench coat stepped out, he didn’t seem to be in any hurry at all. Lighting a cigarette the man glanced to another figure stepping out of the other side. Watching the men converse he was finally able to get a decent view of both faces. “Why do they seem so nonchalant about things? Something isn’t adding up.”  

Continuing to be a voyeur he watched as officer 2 removed police tape from the car and moved to close off the area. That is when realization hit him, there was lots of dna puddled around on the street, hopefully the rain would help mask any identities. Red didn’t exist but what about the others? He knew he would have to double check on Laynes existence, if he somehow got traced he was afraid Layne may be more than willing to squeal in order to save his own ass.  

I think it has something to do with feeling pressured because adding a clock or timer to chess makes the player have less time to decide their next move

Ragnorak the beginning is the end

So I saw the comment to check older post. I saw a post where you were asked what TIL was, your answer was Time In Lieu

is it TIL OR Time In Lieu of am I super wrong? You have plenty more older post to search so while I await the response I will dive deeper into older post

As Shadow watched everyone enter the elevator, his patience still dwindling by the second, he couldn’t understand why the injured woman in cowboy boots was on one side the the man who looked like an accountant or maybe a banker that had been shot during a robbery. This scenario made him uneasy, 2 able bodied people and neither making a move to assist. He would have to watch those two closely. 

“Icsis can you get us moving down?” The tension inside the elevator needed a chainsaw to cut through it. He could see the look of each face and saw a lot of emotions all at once. What surprised him the most of all was The Accountant, he looked genuine, was it a facade? 

As the elevator started its downward descent he watched as the woman in the boots, who he assumed to be Kimmy, she was struggling. She had more going on than she was letting on. He watched as her arm lowered from the man, she very abruptly faded landing in a heap on the elevator floor.  She had said to let this Gregor be looked at first, that option had just been thrown out the window. 

“For fucks sake! Why was she helping to assist Gregor? She is in seriously bad shape! You can learn a lot about a person by watching their actions, no words are really needed to gauge the level of trust you can place with someone!”

Shadow had his hands full with Reds large useless weight for the moment. “One of you two just standing there needs to check on her and the other will be taking her spot helping Icsis with Gregor!” His suspicion was on high alert. 

“Where the hell am I? Where is Sweet Cheeks and Kimmy? I need a location on that fucking Layne, I’m going to kill that son of a …” Red had stirred for only a few seconds, those few seconds showed what was on his mind. One was the safety of Icsis and Kimmy, the other was finding and making Layne pay.

As the elevator came to a stop and the doors opened to the bunker, Shadow stepped out, “Doc! Get Red stable and then I need you immediately looking at the woman wearing cowboy boots. She collapsed in the elevator and is still out. Where is your fucking help?” 

Shadow was already out of the elevator and moving to the small room that was wall to wall surgical steel furniture. As he entered he lowered his brother down on one of the metal tables in the center of the small room. “Kimmy is next Doc! As soon as he is stable I need you working on her. When your help arrives get them started on the man with the gun shot wound.”

As he reached the door to exit the room he looked back at the doctor, “If I don’t believe you have done everything you could and Red doesn’t survive, don’t expect to leave this fucking bunker breathing.” His words came out calmly this was not some sort of threat to just assume came from the situation, this was a promise. 

Entering the living room he glanced around the room, “icsis you are free to move around as you please, everyone else is to stay in this room. I do not know you nor do I trust you. Icsis or myself will be happy to accommodate your needs to be the best of our ability”

Shadow went to grab a bottle of Jameson, once he had it in his hand he gave Icsis a glance. “Red is going to be looking for this once the Doc gets him stable, he won’t listen to me but hopefully he will you. Do not let him try to drown out the pain, I need him as alert as I can keep him.”

Shadow had been watching as Reds suv barreled down the road. With Icsis behind the wheel he was glad the warehouse was as large as it was, he wasn’t sure of her actual skills behind the wheel. Although she had done well navigating the group from the safe house to this point.

”There is no time to worry about driving skills at this moment!” Shadow snapped at himself. “Doc! Time to spring into action and earn all the money we spend on you! They will be approaching in a matter of seconds, what’s things looking like on your help?”

Waiting for The Docs response wasn’t in question. Shadow was up and moving before he had fully finished speaking. On the move like his ass was on fire he hastily shoved and kicked any obstructions out of his way as he approached the elevator. Jabbing the button he was waited very impatiently for the large metal doors to work their magic. “Icsis, I’m about to head up in the elevator! From the sound of things you are going to need my help getting the injured moved. Everyone is safe here for the time being, no need for guns to be hot!”

Finally the doors made their move and Shadow was inside jabbing at the button again before they had stopped opening all the way.

”Who the fuck is driving!?!? It’s like you want me dead!” Red stirred to a conscious state as the SUV came to an abrupt halt. “What the hell is going on? It’s a damn good thing “Big Sexy” was bui…”

Fading to the darkness again Red heard the voice,”Fucking fight son! Death will come later, now is time for war!”

The elevator had made it to the destination. Shadow was now topside, he could not remember the last time he had been up here, nor could he remember the last time anyone other than Red had saw him. Shadow had been told in a very intense speech when the construction of the warehouse and bunker had first completed, he was not to ever go topside and he was to be nothing but a shadow until Red was able to remove the threats against them. Now he was directly going against all of that speech, for good reason though. He had seen the group and knew they would have their hands full trying to maneuver Red’s large body to the bunker even if they were all healthy.

Stepping through the doors Shadow was topside. He was a large man as well, not as imposing as Red but none the less large. His face clean shaven and his brown hair cropped closely to his his. Shadow wore tactical cargo shorts and a black tshirt that the sleeves had been cut off. Across the front of the shirt in yellow letters were the words “Fuck You”, the tshirt a piece of band merch he had gotten years ago at the CKY concert before all hell broke lose. His feet were secured in a pair of low top black converse Chuck Taylor’s.

Taking a deep breath he moved toward the SUV, “I will get Red. Anyone else not injured help the others to the elevator. From the looks of things Red is the most in need of attention. This is not a discussion, this is my brother and my decision stands.”

stepping to the door of the suv he pulled the handle anticipating the worst. As he peered inside he saw the shallow breaths Red was taking. The SUV was covered in bullet holes and blood. “This vehicle is burnt! Once things are settled I will make contact to have it disposed. Remove anything you don’t want lost forever. Too much DNA and evidence here, it has to go!”

leaning forward Shadow slid his arms under Red and as gently as he could move the big fucker took him from the mangled suv. “Stay with me Red, your safe and Doc is waiting for you now.”

As he toted his brother into the elevator his patience were waning, they were not moving as fast as he liked. “Deep breaths Shadow, they are damaged products too. They aren’t here to run fucking sprints.”

This is absofuckinglutely hilarious 😂😂😂 Maybe it’s because I’m an idiot but I laughed so hard when I read the gif

Just gotta copy that text I wrote and wait one whole year to not copy anything else! Oh grant me the strength and brain to remember so all is not lost

I only need to be a director of a company for 1 week and then my father King Jaffe Joffer will give me what is rightfully mine. Anyone have a company I can proxy at for one week? Maybe a distant cousin?

Yeah I’m an idiot and noticed after I posted. 

How familiar are you with Torn's rules and enforcement history? Are there any rules you think are frequently misunderstood by players?  

Typically I pay no attention to rules, you have to be smart to break rules. I don’t want to be smart, I just want the option to be a banana. Also why is there no bananas in the game? Is there a rule against bananas? Please tell me there is no rule against bananas!

. If accepted, what would your personal goals as a helper/moderator be? Would you be interested in progressing further in staff, or is this your ideal role?

 I would make it an option to chose for your player to be a banana. The possibilities are endless! You could chose to be a squished banana, a green one, a molded one, a banana split. Just too damn many to list. Also let’s talk asparagus, it never gets any respect! 

If you saw a player toeing the line of the rules or intentionally provoking others without breaking them outright, how would you react?

I would message them and start with the important questions. Based on their answers I would not do anything. These important questions would be, “How do you feel about asparagus? Is global warming caused by lack of respect for asparagus? If you could only eat asparagus for the rest of your life, how long would you live?” Like I said the important questions first!

Hells yes I’m in

Congrats! 

1 star sweet shop pays $1mil a day?

Just read through your story.  Looks fun, great job!

The jarring of the vehicle being driven like it was stolen and the cold shooting pain broke Red back to the living conscious realm again, “Motherfucker! Warn me next time, I hope it was atleast Jameson you poured on the damages! Where the hell are we going? We need to get to the bunker!”

As the Doc stepped into the bunker, Shadow was already on the mic, “Icsis the Doc is here we are prepping for your arrival! Was status on Red? The Doc has called for some help to assist with the other injured.”

As he finished he remembered she had asked for guidance. This meant she was looking for a clear path, containing no more unfriendly friends. “Doc are you set here? I here to get back to my screens!” Turning and running back to the hidden room in Reds part of the bunker, he didn’t have time to worry about The Doc or his needs, for what they would be paying it was not his concern..

Settling in front of the wall of monitors he scanned for the suv. Spotting it barreling down a dead end, “Icsis you are headed toward boxing yourself in!!! Take the next left, the roads are clear so keep the pedal pinned to the floor after the turn. Blow through 6 traffic’s lights and make a right at the seventh. You will be within seconds of the warehouse then. Once I see you make that turn I will hit the button to open your entrance, plenty of room inside so keep it floored until you are inside!”

Holy fuck! I hope she heard me on the comms, if not they will have to shoot their way out! Continuing his scam of the monitors, his stomach dropped. “Who the hell is that group?” Spotting a cluster of blacked out Hummers, more than likely decommissioned military vehicles, he knew things were about to get substantially more dangerous for everyone.

”icsis I got my eyes on 6 blacked out Hummers patrolling in a cluster. For now you are clear and haven’t been noticed. They are looking for something and my guess is the something is you all! Keep it on the floor as much as possible, I will deal with your tail on my end. Consider them gone.”

Franticly punching keys on the keyboard, the keyboard he hated, he pulled up the satellite that controlled the drones, also known as his little friends in the sky. Once he was connected he locked onto the targets and hit the button signing their death certificates. “ Brace for impact in 3,2,1…” One of his little friends failed him as he flew through the flames of his reliable friend had made contact with. “Shit!!! I got one of them, there is no time for the drones to reload. You will have to either outrun or shut down the other tail yourselves! Two more lights! You are turning right at the second!”

Red had faded again but feeling the pressure on his back stirred him again, “Sweet Cheeks, don’t worry about me! Take care of you and Kimmy. Save your energy I will have something else I would much prefer you to use your hands on when we get to the bunker. What is it about violence that turns me on so muc….” Red faded back out grasping to keep conscious to no avail. As he resumed his unwanted rest, he thought how lucky he was to have Icsis by his side trying to doctor him up. He would have to find her a real sexy nurse outfit. As his world turned completely dark again he heard the words, “Today is not your day son!”