Good evening,
The men of science here. With Lestrade and the forces of order hors de combat, it has fallen to us, the representatives of the future, to hold the fort until such time as the bandages come off what remains of the force’s finest. Though CSI 1895 is accustomed to a back room existence, we are quietly confident that cold logic and irrefutable reason will save the day. Receiving an urgent alert that the den of the nefarious black dragon tong had been discovered, we made haste to stumble in its general direction only stopping to analyse traffic patterns and a rather fascinating example of lumbricus terrestris. Once there it was immediately evident that we were about to be caught between chomping at the bit Chinese and enraged Egyptians. What is the world coming to when the civilised streets of London are disturbed by seething hordes of the disturbed? Elementary fragmentary analysis suggested we adopt a two pronged circuitous assault; thereby avoiding most of the machete-waving fraternity. Astonishingly, all did not occur as logic and reason would have suggested. Mystifyingly, our right flank was delayed by men in strange red garb, gesticulating insanely and speaking in tongues. Monsieur Andre attempted to get some sense out of one of them by therapeutic electrocution. Sadly, his arc rifle exploded and fried his own legs. Talk about escargot! Not an auspicious start. Never mind, I'm sure we can sew his eyebrows back on. Many of our colleagues were felled as they attempted to help these odd red fellows but it seems that compassion may not be enough. Eventually they were forced to incinerate a few. Even stranger events unfurled on the left flank where our path was blocked by a Yeti. Such creatures do not, of course, exist, so we were certain that this was a work of mesmerism. After two of our number had been reduced to crumpled heaps by the imaginary being, Professor Strudel dispelled the illusion with a sawn-off shotgun at point-blank range. It seems that the simplest ways are sometimes the best. With these relics of the past removed, it only remained to walk into the den and wrest control from the delusional. Assisted by Vanessa, Professor Strudel then proceeded to storm the building. Well, that was the theory anyway. In practice while Fu-Manchu, evil Tong leader, was converted into a colander with a sawn-off, both Strudel and Vanessa were clobbered before achieving our aim. Perhaps they ran into a time warp or a force field. This is the only way we can account for their strange failure to overcome such primitive resistance. Nurse Alice Wonderland attempted to speed to their assistance but retired from a hail of bullets. Have these people never heard of the Wapping convention! With half our number out for the count, we fell back and could only watch as London’s fate was being decided. As victory was about to be claimed by the insane Egyptians, some recompense came to us when Akhenaton, pretender to the throne of Egypt, was left double battered and deep, deep fried by WPC Sniper Sue’s (heroine of the Yard and top totty) arc rifle. Would you like some fries with that Akhe?
As night fell, the inscrutable ones were still holed up in their lair. We swept up Strudel, Vanessa and most of the team and returned to the labs. At the rate at which we are taking casualties, London will soon be defenceless. We must invent a wonder weapon, or a new marvel of transportation or... But first, a large aspirin is called for. In gin.
Professor Plum.
Chief of CSI.
Certified Scientist of the Royal Society.
Certified as being certifiable by the Psychiatrist's Society.
Character Pluck FV SV Speed Cost Talent Equipment
Smythe 5+ 0+ 3+ 0 13 Arc pistol
Alice 5+ 0 0 2 9 Medic
Maggie 5+ 2+ 0+ 1 12 Arc pistol
Sue 5+ 0+ 2+ 1 24 Markswoman Arc rifle
Huntress
Prof Plum 5+ 3+ 0 0 43 Leader+1,fanatic Arc generator, two-handed axe, Magneto-static projection barrier
Arcer 5+ 0+ 0+ 0 11 Arc rifle
Prof Strudel 5+ 2+ 0 0 42 fanatic Arc generator, sword, sawn-off, Magneto-static projection barrier
Engineer 5+ 0+ 1+ 0 28 Engineer pistol, two grenades
Marksman
Vanessa 5+ 0 0+ 2 13 Arc lance
Andre 5+ 2+ 0+ 0 18 Arc rifle, sawn-off
Sascha 5+ 0 0+ 2 10 Pistol, knife
Belle 5+ 1+ 0+ 1 11 Arc pistol
Charles 5+ 2+ 0+ 0 16 Arc Rifle, pistol
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Arc lance: One of our finer inventions. It was offered to the Yard as a replacement for the electro-truncheon. They were strangely reluctant to adopt it. Some ridiculous tale about it being difficult to get any sort of sense out of criminals reduced to lumps of carbon!
Its statistics are those of a two-handed sword but it counts as an arc weapon; ie it ignores armour. Cost 9 points.