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                                                   CRIME LEVEL: TEMPORARY BLIP


This is Meta City Vid News, broadcasting from orbit. Good afternoon, my name is Huw Solo, here is the news.

There was high drama today at the Megafun toy factory when the owner, Monty Garibaldi, got stuck inside a freshly moulded maxi rubber ball. Emergency staff were unable cut him loose even using hi-burn las cutters but Mr Garibaldi said he'd easily bounce back. 

The fashion for exotic meditation is still sweeping Hab Zone Wheddon, a spokedroid for One Lucky Incense Co said "yes, they are going through a lot of joss over there."

Meanwhile the battle to bring law and order to the troubled Detroit Towers Complex continues. Yesterday the Hall of Justice cleared two more levels but we can now bring you live coverage of an arrest on the drive in access level...

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A stick of the City Crime Task Force patrol the access driveway of Detroit Towers; a Central Services hov van is spotted, just where Mr Beige said it would be "moving in" reports CCTF1

"Get it moving Jacko.....ah drok it's the Task Force.....FRAK THE PACKAGE"

The poorly armed civs are surrounded by the Task Force and a mysterious civ in a suit with a DBG, "hand over the package, rent a corpse".

"Control to Aston, CRIME IN PROGRESS, response level GOLD"

"On my way, Aston out"

Law hog engines SCREAM as Judge Aston thunders to intervene.....his bike guns TEAR DOWN CCTF4

ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE! CCTF open fire on Aston and the Civs, Aston gets a DBG round to the chest and barely survives - out of it! The civs fire back with their body pistols.

Aston gets a law maker round off but the guy in the suit dives aside; in a hail of body pistol slugs the civs drop CCTF2 but 1 gets a bead on Aston then....BLAT. BLAT. CCTF2 is down, pink MISTED! Another double tap and The Suit lurches and in a ZAP of teleport feedback DISAPPEARS!

"Ops Room - Aston is down. Get a medevac team to my location. PACKAGE SECURE. Tango has white lighted. Out"

"Meta City Justice Control to unknown armed male. Identify yourself."

"You Know My Name. Out."

Credits

Figs: Khurasan, 15mm, RAFM ex Citadel

Map: Armoured cartographer

Rules: Kill O Zap mkII

Blorg note: DBG - Damn Big Gun eg  SuperEnfield .77 recoiless or Noguchi 12mm; teleportation is dangerous, do not attempt without proper supervision. 

Cheers!

Maff 

Shop till you DROP IT PERP!

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                                                      CRIME LEVEL: Do you FEEL safe?

This is MetaVid news broadcasting from the Millenium Nova news cruiser; my name is Huw Solo. Good morning, here is the news.

In city news, the SEC is still baffled by the wide swings in textile commodities; "NeuPaisley SA and Ultra Chintz GmBh have fluctuated widely" said a spokesperson, "we are waiting for a pattern to emerge."

Meanwhile, the ongoing fighting in various Hab Zones continue with Judges making terminal arrests on an hourly basis. We can go direct to one such incident in the shopping mall of the Detroit Towers Hab zone......

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Ground floor, Detroit Towers. It's The Deep end. A team of Judges - Blake, Scully, Tarrant, Kerr and Aston are tasked with bringing in the crims, perps, punks and cons that now infest the once hi-lux Hab Tower. "Arrest rich environment" growls Blake, "read 'em their rights Aston."

"Bike to loudspeaker.......GIVE YOURSELVES UP RIGHT NOW!"

With a HOWL of law hog engine, Aston thunders left, bike cannon firing. A perp dives for cover, "too late, punk" snarls Aston, breaking hard.

"It's the timestretcher for you, crim". Judge Kerr books a perp, "that burp gun is unlicensed and it's signature is tied to ...... Frak the timestretcher." BAM! "Judgement delivered."

Blake and Scully trade shots with a bunch of crims holed up in the lobby. Slugs TEAR the air but Lawmaker rounds HAMMER the low life's and the body count rises Judge Tarrant monitors the stasis cuffs on the rising number of arrestees awaiting the pad-wagon.

Scully is pinned down by a punk with a needle cannon; Blake breaks right, pumps hi-ex into the plasteel window and dives in, DROPPING the sniper with ONE Ronslay Perpstopper to the chest. 

"One perp, one perpstopper, does what it says on the ammo tin" mutters Blake. The sniper's spotter, some crazy girl tries some martial arts moves but is cuffed all the same.

Aston powers in the plaza, law hog tyres smoking, two crims fire their stutter guns but the slugs BOUNCE off the armoured windshield. Aston guns the motors and powers towards the perps; "Eat Lawboot scum." Both punks FLY backwards and are cuffed. 

Judge Kerr is swamped by a mob of crims making for the statis cuffs. One goes down DRILLED by Perpstopper; another tastes LAWGLOVE and stretches out. The third dives past but Kerr shoots him down. "Really? You disappoint me" is Kerr's cold assessment.

A last perp gets up close to Kerr, who stares the punk down and slaps on the stasis cuff, "You would n't last a minute on Gauda Prime" he tells the con.

The Judges sweep continues, Scully and Tarrant collar a burp gun wielding crim, while Blake reports in, "Control, we have Detroit.....wait one...." a perp is aiming a Lasgun at Scully. Blake wheels, aims and PUNCHES an AP slug through the window right through the punk...."confirmed, Detroit Ground Level under control. Blake out."

The Hall of Justice - Bringing order to the chaos, one arrest at a time.

Credits:

Figs, 15mm.co.uk and GZG 

Map, Armoured Cartographer

Rules, Kill-o-zap MKII (note dice in last pic. Instant kill)

Inspiration: Dredd, Dredd, Dredd

Blorg note: Perpstopper is a trade mark of Ronslay Industries SA; Blorg has been absent doing vital Hab Zone refurb but has now rerouted power to The Zone and a sector wide thrill warning is impending. 

NEXT! Detroit Towers - bringing law to the next level, set thrills to FRANTIC....

Cheers

Maff