DEFENDING BOARDWALK » RON The assault of Boardwalk — was of course at night. This was a horrible time to assault us vampires, but apparently no one was willing to explain that to the assault team. So in the cover of darkness, the assault teams ran at the containers with breaching ladders. They probably had overwatch on the Sports Seller, but those snipers were hidden well enough we couldn’t see them with eyes or cameras. At least they were not shooting at us. The ladders went up, over the wires, and stopped abruptly. We had made it so cow bell noises played whenever the energizers recharged the wires, and there was now a herd of cattle surrounding us. Admittedly, we hadn’t posted any signs warning about the electric fence, but they could have done a bit more recon before assaulting it with aluminum ladders. Two teams had luckily used pairs of fiberglass ladders, and they scampered up on top of their containers athletically. Our soapmisters had been running for an hour, but now the fog machines kicked in too. The goal of the mist was to obscure the metal plates functioning as blinds protecting our vampires. Most of the assault teams went down from the electric wires on the roof of the containers. A few cow bells in a row showed they weren’t initially convinced to vacate, but ultimately only three team members made it to the inner edge, the steel blind, and the vampire… who then turned into a bat… no… who then simply leapt up and tackled the assaulter onto their backs. The wires did the rest. One of the vampires was stunned as well, but the breach was over. We pulled down the bodies from the roof, checked their pulses, and then laid them out front of the camp, to wake up (or be fetched) sometime after our doors shuffled close. Overwatch kindly didn’t fire a shot in the dark.
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