"If you need a distraction, I can produce one." Ian said, butting into the discussion. He leaned against the wall. "I'm sneaky yet fast. I could create a diversion by diverting the guard's attention from the vault and go on a cat and mouse chase across the casino floor. While they would think I am just having some fun by trolling security, the rest of you can get away with the loot.
"Or I can take the place of one of the guards, and cripple security. But no matter what we do, stealth and deception is my specialty."
He had a cat-like grin on his face. No matter if they succeed or not, the thrill is worth risking his life over. If the heist goes wary, he could always screw the casino over in an alternate way and opt out, but their employer probably won't be pleased.
edited 1st Aug '11 3:53:45 PM by chihuahua0
"Oh, tosh. You people are going about this all wrong. Looking before you leap! Touting skills you haven't proved! Assuming the guards are on their first barbecue."
Rob feels like his aunt all of a sudden, chiding people for their youthful exuberance and inability to think things through. Only he's robbing a casino rather than laying siege to a fort. Rather than dwell on the unsettling feeling, he gets up and stands in the middle of the room where the laptop is, tapping it with a hand covered in ink smears by now.
"We can't make up a plan till we find out what sort of security this specific casino has, as Shion has so kindly noted, and we can't divvy up roles till we figure out what everyone can do." Rob gestures to the computer, where Shion stands. "Everyone gather around the laptop now so we can look at a layout and security detail."
Rob politely takes a spot to the left instead of front center so that others may have a prime viewing spot.
edited 1st Aug '11 3:54:50 PM by Leradny
"Thank you, voice of reason," Bianca says to Rob, with only a trace of sarcasm. "Mr. Vampire will have to hold back his bragging, then. Someone have pity on my old fashioned knowledge and tell me what's going on there on that map."
Bianca notices the letters labeling the little squares. So that's how it works. With two fingers, she types, "Bianca: Stealth, distractions, pilfering, sabotage, hacking up people, speaks German."
edited 1st Aug '11 4:34:30 PM by snowfoxofdeath
Warm hugs and morally questionable advice given here. Prosey Bitchfest"Really, Ian?" asked Jonathan, rolling his eyes. "You'll think they'll have just one guard at the vault? And they probably know not to feed the troll. Hell, they may have orders to not leave the vault door even if an attack helicopter is strafing the casino. Which could be a distraction, if we can refine it a bit and get a copter."
He typed in: "Jonathan. Gunman, climber, driver."
Ian went over his skills in his head.
Besides stealth and deception he thought, I have skill in diplomacy, gambiting, trickery, assassination, intimidation, melee and medium-ranged combat, make-shift explosives, first-aid, tracking, and romancing.
"Don't worry." Ian said to Jonathan. "I had faced many armed men at once. Once, I deceived a squad of twenty-five men and escaped with minor injuries."
He then went to the laptop to type down his skills.
He may or may not be lying about facing twenty-five men. I hadn't decided if he's telling the truth or not.
edited 1st Aug '11 4:05:53 PM by chihuahua0
Yuki stepped up to the laptop and added her own skills.
Yuki: Driver, hand-to-hand combat, stealth operations.
"We're gonna need more than just my Ferrari to get away after this," she added as she stepped back.
No one believes me when I say angels can turn their panties into guns."And a point to Johnny," Alice said. "They'll have guards at the vault who won't move a goddamn muscle. And who the fuck knows what sort of guards? Ian, don't think you and dino-boy are the only freaks in the game. Just as importantly, the list of people allowed near that vault is probably short, and it'd take plastic surgery or body snatching to get on it."
Then, to Charlie, she said, "good thinking. What ever happened to that thing, anyways?" With a laugh, she added, "think that Grimm could scrounge us up an APC?"
This was all going to fall apart, and Alice was greatly looking forward to it.
edited 1st Aug '11 4:09:03 PM by KillerClowns
"Oh no, no, no! Don't tell me you seriously think we can all leave in the same vehicle. It's suspicious. And conspicuous. Miss Yuki is right, we'll need to stagger our arrivals and our departures."
Rob awaited his turn, then typed in:
edited 1st Aug '11 4:10:16 PM by Leradny
"No, when security finds out what went down, they're gonna call the police. Our best bet is multiple cars, splitting up and keeping our eggs in separate baskets. We'll want something light and nimble, not heavy."
A thought dawned on her.
"Actually, we might want something big and bulky to act as a decoy. A Humvee or something. The rest of us get away in light nimble speedsters while they concentrate their fire on the big one. We can work out details on that later, though."
No one believes me when I say angels can turn their panties into guns.Alice sighed, looking at Rob, and said, "true. I suppose it really depends on our exit... guns blazing botch-up, or sleek and quiet success. Maybe send the coach first — we all get on if shit's hit the fan, otherwise a few of us slip away. Just a suggestion."
Then, to the group at large, she said, "ah, well. I'm gonna let you guys do the scheming for a bit. Making plans was always Sigmund's thing."
edited 1st Aug '11 4:13:51 PM by KillerClowns
Bianca makes a "tch" noise at the vampire's boast, but says nothing. It wouldn't do to be quite so high and mighty when she relied on the others to help her with technology, but all the same... he sounded too much like her husband when he's trying to puff up his feathers and get her in bed. Mr. Vampire will get her respect when he earns it. She begins memorizing the casino's floor plan.
Warm hugs and morally questionable advice given here. Prosey BitchfestJonathan thought for a bit. "If Grimm can't get us an APC, a transport helicopter would be good. Possibly a Sea Stallion
, which should have room for us and whatever we're stealing."
He sat back and listened. Planning wasn't his specialty, either.
edited 1st Aug '11 4:16:33 PM by TeraChimera
As though struck by a bolt of inspiration, Alice leaped for the computer and said, "trust me, this day and age, everything counts."
She edited her own skill list to read, "Alice: Stealth, assassination, computers, telepathic immunity."
"Don't laugh," she warned, "you never know..."
edited 1st Aug '11 4:18:41 PM by KillerClowns
Bianca pulls the laptop towards her and adds, "has memorized entire floor plan of casino."
"Not really, yet," she says. "But I will by the time we're ready."
Warm hugs and morally questionable advice given here. Prosey Bitchfest"Well," said Jonathan, seeing Alice edit her skill set, "in that case..."
He edited his list to read: "Gunman, climber, driver, minor healing (self only)".
"Mind-reading guards would be a good asset. They just capture one of us and they have the whole plan. Unless no one has the whole plan, but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
"As for helicopters, just have someone send a signal when the plan falls apart. In the time it takes for everyone to get to the roof, the helicopter can most likely arrive. Hopefully."
edited 1st Aug '11 4:21:54 PM by TeraChimera
"Mind reading guards? It's not that unlikely. During my last heist, some of the guards were capable of teleportation. That made escape... difficult."
"Hopefully, that's great. We've only starting planning, and I already feel doomed"
edited 1st Aug '11 4:25:34 PM by Dvdmacyoshi
Deinonychus walked toward the computer, he moved it so he could enter his own assets, he knew he had to contribute somehow.
"Deinonychus: knowledge of science and medicine, bomb-making skills, plasma control, saurian strength, minor regeneration, shapeshifting and cloaking abilities."
He was tired of everyone ignoring him, "If anyone really requires my help, just ask."
Yuki bit her lip. "Er... I can kind of teleport. It's not actual teleportation, it's just moving in a straight line really fast, and it's really hard to do..." she let her voice trail off. "It's horribly inefficient right now, so just forget I mentioned it."
She gave a nervous smile as she rubbed the back of her head with her hand.
No one believes me when I say angels can turn their panties into guns.

She giggles. "Spray painting.. child's play. We could put up photos on the cameras, but that only works in cartoons. Now, how do we do that? The distraction - we can have some commotion at one of the tables, but you know there are still other cameras, and other securitymen at their desks. So.. a really big distraction, on a grande scale.
"That means, everyone's got to complain. The meng's will get suspect, a ploy's going on. They'll be right, and they'll bark up the wrong tree. Maybe the bling-bling machines explode? Someone gives a Martin Luthor King speech
at the craps table? And people start dueling with swords on the roulette wheels? Meanwhile, we zip in the vaults.. plop the owners on their heads, out we go! Ja? We got to look at the schematics first.."
She points at the laptop screen.
edited 1st Aug '11 3:50:08 PM by QQQQQ