Originally posted by Tenchimaru_Draconis
<img src=“http://www.rpgclassics.com/staff/tenchimaru/td.gif”> Err, shit, the secret entrance WASN’T some hole in the back of the castle? Man, so much for patting myself on the back for finding it ^^;
Actually, that was a THIRD secret entrance. However, it requires so much shit and such that I decided to not use it and just stick with the two main plans of attack.
Hmm. I’m thinking the guns blazing method would be more usefull with the extra ammo so I say secret entrance.
Sneak. I’m usually for the quiet approach…
Can’t let this slip right now. I’m going back through the game to get reaquanted with the NSF base.
JC walked to the soda machine and examined the wall nearby. He found a keypad, half-hidden by false cobwebs. After entering the code, he made his way down a small series of metal stairs. When he was almost at the bottom, he recieved an Infolink from Alex.
INFOLINK:
Alex Jacobson: This seems to be some kind of hidden tunnel under the castle. I can’t find it on any of my maps, though.
JC snuck down the stairs. He spied a NSF member walking around at the bottom, armed with a heavy-duty flamethrower. He thought about knocking the guard out, but also heard the distinctive sound of a security camera above him. When the guard was out of the way, he snuck around the bottom of the camera and climbed through a ventilation duct.
He reached the other side, where he snuck around a few more guards. He then found a small armory room, where a guard was sitting, his back conviently turned to JC. Needless to say, JC smacked him across the back of the head with his baton. He then picked up some 10mm ammo and darts.
“WHAT THE HELL?!” shouted a voice from the side. JC turned, only to see a NSF member aiming a gun at his head. JC pulled out his stealth pistol, but suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his arm as a bullet passed through. He struggled to aim properly, but the pain was interfering.
The guard ran towards an alarm panel. JC finally got a clean shot and fired, blasting the guard through the back of the neck. The dead guard fell on his face.
“Damn terrorists,” muttered JC. He pulled out a small medkit and bandaged his arm injury. Almost immediately, he began to feel relief. He then walked through a small storage room, then finally reached a metal walkway overlooking a bunch of water. Tucked in a dark corner was a large barrel of Ambrosia. He then received another Infolink message.
INFOLINK:
Alex Jacobson: Agent Navarra will send in a team to recover the shipment. Good job. Report back to Agent Navarra in Battery Park.
JC then snuck his way up a series of stairs, where he found a locked door. Pulling out the lockpick he had received from Carter, he picked the lock, then passed through. He was now at the front entrance to Castle Clinton.
He made his way to Battery Park, only to find a brutal shootout between some NSF members and Navarra’s UNATCO group. The UNATCO troops quickly put down the entire NSF group in the park, except for one member, which was wounded critically in the leg. Navarra stood over him.
“Please, help me,” he whimpered. Navarra shook her head, then raised her assault rifle and plugged an entire clip into the man’s skull. JC was sickened initially, then shook it off. They were just terrorists, after all. They deserved to die.
Navarra then made her way to JC. “You were a bit too nice to the NSF,” she said, “but you did accomplish the mission. Good work.”
(Decision time)
-“You mechs may have your routers programmed to remove fear, but I have nerves of steel.”
-“I’m learning as I go.”
Gotta love the I’m better than you are cuz I’m a badass answer #1.
More votes, please! I’m desperate here!
I’ll go with #1 as well 
“You mechs may have your routers programmed to remove fear,” said JC, “but I’ve got nerves of steel.”
“You’re just another coward, Agent Denton,” said Navarra. It looked like even her routers were going on overload just trying to hold back her emotion. “You are afraid to kill, just like Paul.”
“Let’s leave my brother out of this,” said JC.
“Do you have ANY idea what it’s like?” asked Navarra. “The pain, the misery, the hatred…”
“Don’t give me a sob story,” said JC. “Just give me the next mission.”
“Very well,” said Navarra. “Several terrorists have taken refuge in the subway. They have taken hostages, and have also set up a kind of trap. If you touch the laser wires on the entrance, the station will explode.”
“Sounds tough, but I’ll do it,” said JC.
Navarra handed JC two small blue devices, similar to UNATCO’s standard LAM explosives. “These EMP gernades will disable the laser wires,” said Navarra. “Just activate, then throw. Don’t get too close to the explosion, however, or your circuitry will be fried, as well.”
“Thanks,” said JC, taking the gernades. He then examined the subway entrance. Peeking over a corner, he saw three NSF members, each one armed with a pistol. However, behind the laser wires, he could make out one NSF member with a flamethrower; no doubt stolen from the US government.
Then he spied a grate just across from him. If he could get in from below, he could surprise the NSF and take them out. Either way, he had to be careful; innocents were in there, and if the NSF was alarmed, they would not hesitate to kill them.
(Decision time)
-Go in through the front
-Use the grate
Hmm. She called you a coward. Time to go in full comando mode to show her up. Front entrance.
Damn it, can’t anyone VOTE nowadays? I can’t make a decision on only one vote!
I second Video’s opinion. Brute force is fun.
JC pulled out his Sniper Rifle and inched closer to the entrance. Raising the gun, he quickly took out the three NSF members. He then threw a EMP gernade at the base of the stairs. After it exploded, he pulled out his Stealth Pistol and ran to the platform.
The NSF was already preparing to kill off the hostages. Aiming at the member with the flamethrower, JC fired. The terrorist slumped onto the ground. JC grabbed the flamethrower and quickly took out the remaining four members, then threw the weapon away.
“Thanks!” said one of the hostages, a dishelved, diry bum. “You saved my life!”
“Why were the NSF holding the station hostage?” asked JC.
“They were moving something using the subways,” said the hostage. “Some kind of barrels.”
“Ambrosia,” muttered JC, before turning back to the hostage. “Any idea on where they were headed?”
“I think they said something about a warehouse in Hell’s Kitchen,” said the hostage. JC thanked him, then boarded the train.
After about a half-hour, JC stepped out onto the Hell’s Kitchen platform. At the top of the station stairway was Paul. “I heard about the Battery Park situation from Navarra,” he said. “A little too violent, but you handled it at least.”
“What’s the situation here?” asked JC.
“My group’s closed off the area around the warehouse,” said Paul, “but we can’t get through the EMP field the NSF has raised. The generator seems to be in an adjoining warehouse, but our orders are to send you in alone.”
“Any other info?” asked JC.
“The NYPD helped us move all the civilians off the streets,” said Paul. “They’re in either the free clinic or the Underworld Tavern. Also, you can pick up some equipment from my room in the 'Ton Hotel. Remember, the keypad is behind the painting. Also, take this charger for the riot prod; we don’t need another Anna Navarra shooting spree.” He then handed JC a riot prod battery.
JC then made his way to the streets, where he began to contemplate his next action. He could check out the clinic, and maybe get some healing. He could pick up a drink and talk to some more people in the Underworld Tavern. Or he could go right to Paul’s room and get some equipment.
(Decision time)
-Go to the free clinic
-Go to the Underworld Tavern
-Go to Paul’s room
Eeny, meeny, miny… free clinic.
pauls room.
Uhh… Paul’s room, says I!
pauls room.
JC walked pass the Underworld Tavern and began to follow a small alley, which led to the back of the 'Ton Hotel. That way, he could get into Paul’s room much more quickly.
As he was walking past a shady area, though, he heard a heavy voice from around a corner. “What I’m TELLIN’ you, girl?”
He took a few steps back and looked around the corner. He saw a medium-sized man, dressed in flashy, if not flatout ridiculous clothing. He was cornering a young woman, who was wearing only a pair of torn jeans and half of a ripped tank top. He then realized who she was: Sandra Renton, the daughter of the 'Ton Hotel’s owner.
“You said I don’t have to do it,” whined Sandra. “Make Jamie do it.”
“I already took their money,” said the man, “and when it’s JoJo and it’s somethin’ he wants, you got to do it. You and me both baby, we’re helpless.”
“We were just going to hang out tonight,” said Sandra.
“I told you I don’t want to deal with this unprofessional bullshit!” shouted the man.
“Johnny…” said Sandra.
“If it’s business, it’s business,” said Johnny. “If it’s us two hanging out, it’s hanging out. Right now, it’s business.”
“I want out, Johnny!” shouted Sandra. “I had no idea it would get like this!”
“Put it this way,” said Johnny. “You in it…” JC then saw his hand slowly slide down his side. Then he saw the butt of a shotgun under his coat. “You want out like it’s a gang; you beat it out!”
JC ran to him. Johnny turned around and eyed JC coldly. “What do you want?!”
(Decision time)
-“How about I take her off your hands for a while?”
-“Beat it now or I’ll bust your ass for loitering.”
-“You’ve got ten seconds to beat it before I add you to the list of NSF casualties.”
-“How about I take her off your hands for a while?”
Originally posted by Videospirit
-“How about I take her off your hands for a while?”
