How to play "Sandon C R I S I S - Who hurt Tom?"

This story will be an investigation on an incident involving a student, Tom - a geek.

Tom's best friend, Bobby Reads, will look for the truth. But he's not likely to manage alone. His professor, Mr. Ubik, and Grace, who Tom was in love with, may help. Not even Perenti and his minions have the story right at this moment. But how will they look for hints?

This is a good moment to push a character hint; perhaps you have seen something, as a certain hooker who should not have been in town, or an old homeless who is now accused of attempted murder..

Join Sandon for a hint and try to reconstruct the story.

F018. The helicopter.

I snap my knuckles and turn my wrist to check the time. It's ten past 7pm and the day is over, over finally. I did more paperwork than expected. I feel in control. Reason to party. I've been neglecting Christina, I think. Then the special phone rings.

I flip it open, kick the drawer and take the safe off the gun in the time I say "Perenti."

It's Venturi. It should not be her. She has no access to this line, I think. Wrong - she is supposed not to. As I correct myself mentally she is apparently saying security has called her, a student is critical and another dead, and she called in medevac from the local army base.

I'm saying "You need my clearance for that, Venturi, stop this madness now. We'll be on each and every newspaper..."

A loud noise of blades fending air makes me stop. I scream on the line but Venturi is gone. I fold on the desk and want to be home. A vague memory of being in control pops like a soap bubble.

I pull up and light a cigarette. Keeping calm is the only way. I take five deep drafts.

Then I throw the chair back and start running.

BR005

Bobby looks at the professor. What can he say - that he just wants to do it - that he is not going to do no stinky project? Bobby needs to find a way - help - he has a strange feeling about the school. He never realized - but now he's starting to put things together. The professor blinks and smiled when Bobby hints to a reward. Great, Bobby now you make up a reward.

"Professor Ubik - I ..."

".. this college is strange. Mr. Perenti is strange. He made us.."

".. his assistant, Ms. Christina."

Bobby gulps a lot - not knowing how much to say.

"He took me, Tom and other friends - a weekend - in a hut in the woods - Ms. Christina was there. Professor - I can tell you more - in exchange for your help."

"This college is strange. I want something - to feel safer. We could have control on all doors - only me and you. I.."

Bobby is interrupted. A girl from his class opens the door - shrieking. "Bobby! Have you HEARD what happened to Tom?"

W H O H U R T T O M ?

A Sandon Crisis brought to you from the Perenti crew.

See the lateral box for info. This is a good moment to contact Mr. Perenti and get in the Sandon storyline!

The story will be played as an actual mystery - so please ignore any information you obtained OOC (i.e., the prostitute for a start)

UR005 Meeting with Bobby

Bobby approached me last week, presenting of an elaborate study of the school locks. We met secretly at the basement of the school and, I must say, I was really impressed by the extent of his progress. He asked me of helping him override the security system so that he can obtain control of the electronic locks over the school.

I was certainly troubled by this request as if this is to be known, it could jeopardize my new position here. Out of professionalism I decided to help the student. What the heck, going into such trouble deserves of some reward. Though I am uncertain about his motivation, as well as, my employment status if this is all discovered. So I ask him to present of a legitimate excuse for asking for this kind of help. Would this be, in example, a rescue control system that would facilitate the evacuation of the school in case of a fire, by automatically opening the doors to make the escape root obvious to the panicking crowd? And, then, why does he need to obtain the ability to lock doors as well? Would this be part of a different security system that would contain a potential burglar until the police arrives? I ask him to get his story straight, so that there is a reasonable explanation, in case all this is revealed. I also ask him to present this as a summer project he has to do for being acquainted with the informatics behind automated control of building doors an, after all, promising professional endeavor for an engineering career.

I am just about to give him all the technical manuals that present the full operation of the door control system, plus something more valuable. The link to the discussion thread where technical staff discusses weaknesses of the particular door control system that Sandon has. This is basically a list for system administrators to be informed and prepared of weaknesses of the systems that they manage. With this information he will be able to obtain the control he seeks.

Bobby also mentioned something that happens to be my weak spot. Corruption. Is the guy trying to bribe me? What does he has to offer? So I end our discussion asking him to come visit me again with an offer ... in plain words "What am I going to gain for my help?"

BR004

Bobby has never studied this hard - motivation is everything - and he knows he is going to solve this one. Perhaps with a little help - he looks again at the drawing on his table at the many parts of the automatic locking system that he has removed around the school.

There is a software key - he's so near to it - but he knows that he cannot do it alone. He's spending nights trying testing modifying. But the solution remains far away.

Bobby decides - what the hell - he is going to know this one - everyone here is corruptible - power is what he seeks. He approaches the new informatics teacher, saying that he wants to show him a prototype - he meets him in a basement - shows him pages and pages of notes - the locks - all of them are perfectly automated - and the remote control he has built, on the right frequency, missing only the software key.

"I want to find the key - professor - please, look I have already an application developed. We will be the only ones - to share the secret - it will be fun"

Bobby looks in the eyes of the teacher. "Locks - are made to be broken - showing that we can do is - a need."

1.09 - Grace asks Bobby

Scene 1.09. Grace asks Bobby

Grace needs to ask everybody who sent the complaints to the Principal. Now she tries with Bobby. And this time perhaps ehs'e found the real culprit.

(note that the scene is still incomplete - it's up to the players, Grace and Vague Dreamscape, to find a suitable end to it)

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Bobby Reads works with a screwdriver on the door - he seems to be removing the lock.

Grace sees bobby in the corridor

Bobby Reads lets the screwdriver fall!

Grace: hi

Bobby Reads: hello Grace

Grace: hello Bobby

Bobby Reads bends down to get his screwdriver

Grace decides to be forward with the thin guy

Grace: So...

Grace: were you the one who complained about me to the principal?

Bobby Reads puts the screwdriver in his pants - he raises brow "what?"

Grace: come on now. tell me the truth

Grace: principal perenti said I have to get the complaint against me retracted

Grace: Don't tell me it wasn't you

Grace: I spoke to Tom yesterday

Grace: He said it wasn't him

Bobby Reads smiles - thinking about the consequences - oh he sais so. And you believe him

Grace: Yes I think so

wGrace: Well, was it you

Bobby Reads opens the door "what if I was"

Grace: So it was you then ! i knew it!

Bobby Reads slips in "want to discuss this in the corridor? hehe"

Grace: Why did you complain against me?

Bobby Reads closes the door - and turns to her - why should I tell you?

Grace looks a little indignant

Grace: well...

Grace: you should tell me

Grace: I deserve to know

Grace folds her arms

Grace: and what are you doing with that screwdriver

Bobby Reads: you.. deserve.

Bobby Reads ignores her question about the tool and goes on "what if I disagree?"

Grace: it's only fair that I know

Grace: I want you to retract the complaint

Grace: I didn't do anything to you

Bobby Reads: you did not?

Bobby Reads: anyway ....

Grace: No I did not

Bobby Reads: Perenti is not going to do anything - It's just a complaint - Or is he?

Grace: Well he said i have to resolve it within a week

Bobby Reads: hm hm.

Bobby Reads rubs his nose

Bobby Reads: ..what exactly IS in the complaint?

Grace seems impatient

Grace: something about not being a team player i think

Grace: he didn't elaborate

Grace: not collaborating

Grace: something silly

Grace: when did i ever have to collaborate with you

Bobby Reads: aah, aah

Grace: are we even in the same class?

Grace: for any subject?

Bobby Reads looks at her belly "we are not. But I will tell you. Open ears"

Grace: tell me what?

Bobby Reads hisses "you're a slut Grace, and a teaser!"

Grace: what?!

Grace: I'm not!!

Grace turns red in anger

Bobby Reads whispers "I have seen you

Grace: seen me what??

Bobby Reads: you never wear panties in school

Grace: ...

Grace: that's not... true..

Bobby Reads: no?

Bobby Reads chuckles

Bobby Reads: well not very often

Grace struggles to find a retort

Bobby Reads moves a finger calling her nearer

Grace: so what if i didn't... its none of your business. but i was... nevermind.. i do wear them now

Bobby Reads: you do - show me

Grace: i mean i do wear them everyday now

Grace: was only when fairb.. nevermind

Grace: show you?

Grace grins weakly.. "you want me to show you i'm wearing panties?"

Grace: that's ridiculous

Bobby Reads nods

Grace: can i accuse you of not wearing underwear and demand you show me otherwise

Bobby Reads: not collaborating

Bobby Reads: I can show you if you ask gently

Grace: damn!

Grace looks frustrated

Bobby Reads: it's really a good idea

Bobby Reads: now ask me gently

Grace: fine i'll collaborate... you will withdraw your complaint.. if..if i show you i'm wearing panties?

Bobby Reads: well

Bobby Reads: that would be a first step

Bobby Reads: .. slut

Grace grips her fists in anger

Grace lifts her skirt quickly, "there look"

Bobby Reads looks quickly

Bobby Reads looks disappointed "hm - hm,hm"

Grace: There, it's just some stupid gossip

Grace: i do wear them

Grace: and... so you will retract your complaint?

Grace: since i .. obliged you?

Bobby Reads: hmm.

Bobby Reads: that's not collaborating.

Bobby Reads: I'm sorry, no

Grace: why not??

Bobby Reads: why should I?

Bobby Reads: convince me - collaborate some more

Bobby Reads smiles devilish

Grace sighs

Grace: what do you want

Bobby Reads: well you could ask me if I have underwear

Bobby Reads: nicely

Grace: look this can't go on forever. after this you will agree to retract your complaint?

Bobby Reads: if it's nicely enough

Bobby Reads: if you stay there like that it's not nice

Bobby Reads: not collaborative

Grace: ok

Grace: dear bobby, are you wearing underwear?

Bobby Reads: hmmm

Bobby Reads: not enough yet

Grace: why, i did as you asked

Grace: i asked nicely

Bobby Reads: why don't you ask on your knees?

Grace gasps

Grace: oh god

Bobby Reads: I could like it more *chuckling obscenely*

Grace grips her fists again, trying not to blow up

Grace thinks about going back to the principal and telling him she can't do this

Grace walks to the door

Grace opens the door a crack and glances outside to the corridor. nobody

Bobby Reads taps his arms and stands still when she moves he just says "Grace"

Grace returns, looking at thim

Grace: this better be the last .. thing

Grace swallows her pride, and slowly... kneels down

Bobby Reads keeps chuckling

Grace: bobby...

Bobby Reads: hm?

Grace: please will you...

Grace: tell me .. if you are wearing underwear?

Bobby Reads walks near - quick - puts hand over her head "you check " he says in a deep voice

Grace stares at the boy with her eyes flashing with anger, but she resists saying anything

Grace extends her hand toward his jeans

Bobby Reads rolls her hair in his hand

Grace's fingers reach under your belt to the waistband of your underwear, then pulls back

Grace: yes

Grace: yes you are wearing

Bobby Reads pulls his zipper down

Grace: what are you doing!

Bobby Reads grabs Grace's wrist roughly

Grace tries to pull back

Grace: more..

Grace tries to pull back some more

Bobby Reads tugs stronger and forces her fingers in his jeans - where she feels a hard cock!

Grace gasps in shock and horror

Grace: you pervert!

Grace: let go of my hand

Bobby Reads pulls her hair

Grace: owww

Bobby Reads: now you suck me, you slut!

Bobby Reads: what do you think? that I'm going to help you just for your pretty face?

Grace: no, i won't !!

Grace: you're not helping me! you're... you're framing me!

Bobby Reads pulls her hair back - stretching her neck "am not! you are just a slut!"