#Hellsinky

[anheliotrope]

One thing that's not obvious from the Hellsinky session reports is how the combat felt. It was a glorious combination of operator-competency-porn and absolute slapstick. We managed to wipe out a dozen guys that with equal preparation had a reasonable chance to kill us in single combat. But on the other hand Cordoba used what was it... like 4 luck points to get a drone not stuck in window curtains? Cordoba has only 5 luck points, being shot in the head by a single rifle round in the face is lethal. Our house rule is that you can consume one luck point to redirect a shot to an adjacent body part, so your luck points are very important and had to spend them over something incredibly mundane just to get intel on where the baddies where.

It was at the precipice between competent and clowny.

We were all very proud of executing our very own pizzagate. I think several grenades in a pizza box is better than whatever pizzagate actually was about, I forgot.

[henchwife]

Cyberpunk Helsinki Session #8 (Last one)

First order of business was adding some more holes to the generator's fuel tank. It still hadn't exploded, so now it was a Problem. The hope was that the extra holes would reduce the pressure in the tank, and weaken the tank more on one side to direct flames or explosion outward, away from building A1. It didn't explode, but it made the fire more aggressive. We called that a partial success.

Maxx watched the doors of the most likely exit building while Cordoba caught up. Feeling brave, Loco headed into the quiet garage and snuck a peek upstairs. It was entirely empty up there, save the open weapon crate, a gaping hole through the brick wall leading into the apartment building next door, and some drag marks on the floor leading through the hole. We'd been right, at least. Citrine caught up with Loco, and they both took stock of the dead. We had three outside, one on the roof, one in the yard, and one unlucky fellow who'd taken the brunt of the pizza mine. Two bikers, 4 camo pants. No sign of the sniper's body. We were still expecting 3 bikers, and a possible 4th guy.

Loco peered through the hole while Citrine hung back. It led into a tiny one-room apartment. No bodies, no bikers. She tried opening the door sneakily, but the door opened outward into the hall, towards where the remaining bikers were, and they lit up the door immediately. Loco wasn't hit, but now they were onto us. They hadn't gone far, but we'd need to find another way in. Maxx and Cordoba started opening doors outside, using Cordoba's drone to look inside for stairs. The first door led to another apartment. Second door resulted in another burst of gunfire. We'd found the stairs. We heard frantic voices from the stairwell. One of the guys on the phone, screaming about "the neighbourhood being on fire" and someone "sending the fucking military".

I was grateful they didn't know we were 3 skinny bitches with handguns backed up by their single pocket tank running from one end of the building to the other.

At this point though, we were at a bit of an impasse. Citrine joined Loco, and we all took shots into the upstairs hallway. We couldn't see what we were shooting at, and had no way of knowing if we were hitting. We heard the one on the phone arguing about whether or not he could get 9Lives (Finland's Trauma Team) to pick them up if his member's card hadn't arrived yet. We were potentially looking at a hard time limit if he got the answer he wanted.

Cordoba tried making a jury-rigged smoke grenade by lighting her battery pack ablaze. She tossed it to Maxx, and Maxx tossed it inside. Not very well, though. The pack landed halfway up the stairs and spewed smoke in our direction. We couldn’t see them, but at least they couldn’t see us either. Another partial success.

Cordoba checked an upstairs apartment with her drone. No bikers, but the tenants were there. They were understandably terrified, but alive. Maxx boosted Cordoba up through the window, and Cordoba, Loco, and Citrine coordinated their efforts to shoot through the doors. They all received bursts of AK fire in response. Cordoba and Loco were lucky, Citrine not so much. She'd caught shots in the torso. She was alive, but wounded. We had a definite time limit.

Maxx charged up the stairs through the smoke while Cordoba jammed her cyberfinger through one of the bulletholes in the door and used her strobe. We weren’t sure if the bikers were affected. Maxx ate a burst from the guy watching the stairs. He had another next to him whose cyberlegs had been taken out by the initial EMP. He was likely the source of the drag marks through the hole. He wasn't armed, thankfully. The burst was cut mercifully short by the biker's gun jamming. He tried throwing it, and it tumbled down the stairs. Now both unarmed, the two went down easy.

I'd been really worried about getting shot to shit since I'd either been careful or lucky before that point, but it turns out being completely armoured and having a 9 in Body is genuinely helpful in not dying.

The closest guy, to Maxx's left, had apparently been trusting the two by the stairs to handle the exit while he and the last biker watched the two hall entrances. They now both turned their attention to Maxx. Cordoba and Loco used the distraction and shot through their respective doors, wounding the biker and taking him out of the fight.

The last guy we recognized from TV. It was the war criminal, Valkiapáá. We hadn't actually counted on running into him here. He had a phone in one hand, a handgun in the other, and an armoured coat like the bikers. He and Maxx both magdumped. Maxx had better aim, punchier bullets, and a whole lot more of them. Valkiapáá dropped, and the fight was over.

While we were double-tapping the bikers and guards, Valkiapáá's phone rang. It was 9Lives. They said they'd be on the scene in the next 3 minutes. We finished up, took the phone with us, and gave Valkiapáá one more just to be sure. On the way out, we let the building tenants (In A1 and A3) know the shooting was over, but they should evacuate in case the fire spread.

We hauled Citrine to Maxx's van and patched her up as best we could before bringing her to a proper backalley doctor. We'd all gotten a good share of scrapes and bruises, but we were alive. We got dinner and crashed at Maxx's apartment.

We awoke the next morning to our handiwork on the news. The police chief was being questioned about the russian bikers' possible status as police informants. Seems Peippo had made good on his promise. The rally that had been planned that morning to protest Valkiapáá's release had been last-minute reorganized into a general anti-far-right protest, and went uneventfully.

Syóveri, our original clients, who were very much unaware of our exploits the previous night and felt very far away by this point, asked us to provide guard duty for their set at the Hellsinki festival later that evening. We all scraped ourselves into a remotely presentable shape and stood watch during their performance. This too, went without incident.

It had been the most eventful night any of us could remember having, and none of us was sure if we could go back to regular guard work, even if we wanted to.

[industrialgender]

literally 6 weeks until the next show im going to. might as well kms.

[ultralowoxygen]

Suicidal Angels by Turkka Miettinen Via Flickr: Hellsinki Metal Festival 2023

[inlustris-infensus]

Hellsinki Metal Festival 2023

Helsinki, Finland

[jatsi1]

#HansOpDeBeeck : #Vanitas #XL . #Silent #Parade . #art #statue #exhibition . #Helsinki #Hellsinki #Finland . #Jatsi #JatsiPicture (paikassa Amos Rex) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cmt_HmnNK-2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[ajstudio]

Okay, I know for sure he said those words now.

Art dump!

@icvmblood

my gay ass whenever girlycard appears: 💖✨💓💞💝🤤💕🥺

[gerandor]

my first zosan fic is finally here:) Hope you enjoyed!

[goldengranolabar]

If the cities in MH universe have some alternation in the name (Scaris, Boo York, etc), would the capitals of the Nordic and Baltic countries be Hellsinki, Shockholm, Booslo, Creepjavik, Ghostenhagen, Dauntlinn, Freaka and Killnius/Chillnius?

[ilkitie]

Mayhem at Hellsinki Metal Festival, Helsinki Finland 10th August 2024.

pics (as shitty and grainy as they are) are by me.

[henchwife]

Cyberpunk Helsinki Session #7

We pulled up a little ways away from the garage after dark. We all had helmets and ski masks, except for Citrine, who had her mock uniform. Citrine wandered up to the downstairs alley guard with the rigged pizzas, doing her best to look confused and upset while the rest of the group took their positions. Maxx took aim at the generator's fuel tank, and Loco and Cordoba waited at the mouth of the alley, with Cordoba's drone holding position above the yard with its payload. The guard took the pizzas and headed inside. We waited a couple seconds more, and set off the explosives. Maxx fired on the tank, starting a blaze outside. She took another shot at the guard before running to join the others. He was only caught in the arm, but he went down.

The guys inside had started looking out into the alley. Cordoba, Loco, and Citrine started shooting. They only had handguns, but they nailed the alley guard, as well as a second who came to join him. The camo pants guards were using handguns, while the bikers had AKs and were in varying stages of dress. We’d definitely caught them by surprise. They likely had no idea who we even were. One of the bikers pushed forward from behind his friends. He was visibly chromed, and wearing an armoured trenchcoat. Maxx shot up his legs. They gave out beneath him, and he collapsed atop his compatriots, wedging the door open.

They very quickly realized the alley was not their exit, and we could see others inside opening the garage door through the open doorway. Maxx and Cordoba hoofed it to the other side of the building while Citrine and Loco picked off the wounded. Cordoba's drone dropped its molotov on the bikes, starting a small fire. It wasn't nearly as much as we'd hoped though, and didn't deter the goons from trying to get outside with a fire extinguisher. Cordoba dropped the drone's minigrenade, but it missed, and the bikers seemed unbothered.

Citrine and Loco found themselves shot at by a sniper on the second floor. They managed to land some shots inside, but weren't sure if they were wounding the guy. Any attempts to get a better look were thwarted by the sniper's watchful gaze and itchy trigger finger.

One of the bikers on the ground floor had managed to clear a small path through the flame, taking point for a couple of his buddies behind him. He spotted Maxx and fired his AK. Maxx caught a round in the torso, but her vest ate the worst of it. The biker, however, was not wearing any pants. Maxx shredded his legs with rifle fire, and he went down. His friends retreated inside. Not long after, we started to hear a loud banging, like someone pounding against concrete.

(The token on top of the fence is Cordoba’s drone)

As Cordoba caught up with Maxx, she took notice of the roof guard, who had crawled to the edge of the roof, and taken aim at Maxx. He got off one shot, which ricocheted off her helmet. Cordoba shot him enough to dissuade a second attempt. We finished off the biker in the yard, and perforated one of the bikes' fuel tanks, spreading the fire. The banging continued, and we couldn't see anyone on the ground floor anymore. We were pretty sure they'd started breaking down the wall into one of the adjacent buildings. The sniper stopped shooting at Citrine and Loco, and we had a moment (or a week) to plan what we'd do next.

[industrialgender]

guess i HAVE to go to hellsinki metal festival next year too since sigh will be playing there...

[samyelbanette]

Samy Elbanna performing with Apocalyptica at Hellsinki Metal Festival on August 12th, 2023.

Posted to Instagram by photographer samaelcreative on September 8th, 2023.

[inlustris-infensus]

Hellsinki Metal Festival 2023

Helsinki, Finland

[jatsi1]

#Leprous - #Aphelion #European #Tour #2023 . #Tall #Poppy #Syndrome #Bilateral #Coal The #Congregation #Malina #Pitfalls . The #Sky Is #Red . #progressive #metal #music #gig at #Hellsinki #Helsinki #Finland #NoFilter (paikassa Vanha ylioppilastalo) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpvcCdBtrT5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[rbf451]

joelhokka  Hellsinki hellhole headline nordis 2morrow - rajallinen määrä lippui lippu.fi 🤝