2000 Archives
to quote My rigger, the Delivery man:: *Knock, Knock* Armageddon Pizza Delivery!! I've got yer Deep Dish, Delux topping of Piping Hot Panned Death here, garunteed 30 seconds or less!! That'll be 22.50 Open Up!!" Sapphireknight
- Saturday, December 30, 2000 at 15:52:39 (EST)The Mac,(Elven Street mage) has just opened the door of his apartment to investigate a warning from one of his watcher spirits. Upon Opening the door he is sniped in the head with a laser Rifle. Miraculasly he manages to soak.
Mac:: *Blinks several times feeling the searing burns on his face* My, The sun Is awfully Bright At 3 Am.... Ow... *closes the door* Sapphireknight
- Saturday, December 30, 2000 at 15:42:26 (EST)Devious(weapons expert) to a group of gangers: Looks guys, this is Just a little Unfair.. there's 12 of you, and you all wanna Kick my as Right??
Gangers:: Various grunted insults and comments as the gangers close in
Deviouc:: Tell you what.. so this is fair all around.. I'll wait here while you go get more of your Buddies... Sapphireknight
- Saturday, December 30, 2000 at 15:37:41 (EST)GM: Ghost (Decker), you and Bolar (Troll) are sitting at the bar waiting for the bartender to take your order. Suddenly a beautiful woman walks in and strolls straight up to you. She leans over and whispers in your ear, "You'll buy a lonely and buxom woman a drink, won't you?"
Dave (Ghost): But of course.
DJ (Bolar): That's right, cause Ghost don't hold prejudices. He'll be your friend no matter how buxom you is.
DJ (Bolar) Phoenicks
- Monday, December 18, 2000 at 15:30:57 (EST)A terminally nervous mage is walking through the wrong part of town at the wrong time of night.
Mage: Detect Life
GM: There's a bird flying overhead.
Mage: How high is it?
GM: Why?
Mage: It might be a Dragon! Mr Johnson
- Wednesday, December 06, 2000 at 15:45:06 (EST)Shaman: Hmm. Can I use invisibility to make other people disappear?
GM: (after flipping through the rulebooks) Sure, so long as they're in line of sight.
PCs: Uhhhh.... Norcumi
- Wednesday, November 22, 2000 at 22:10:36 (EST)I'm watching my roommate play an online game. He and his teammate are trying to figure out how to reach a scene depicted by this gint tapestry, and I jokingly suggest that they try to walk into the thing. The two players talk it over, but both decide it just won't work.
GM: "Wendila (NPC) walks into the tapestry and disappears. Tom, you really should listen to your roommate." Imp
- Thursday, November 16, 2000 at 01:49:17 (EST)Petrac, the human fish, just walked into a haunted house full of creaks and bangs...
GM: The ground is very dusty.
Petrac: Can I see footprints?
GM: Yes.
Petrac: Ohh crap. I'm going back out the room.
GM: You walk into the corridor, you see footprints walking into the room you just left.
Petrac: Ohh crap, I'm running down the stairs and into the kicten. I'm gonna wait there for ten minutes and go back up the stairs to the room, shotgun ready.
GM: The stairs are covered in fresh footprints, at least two pairs, the corridor and room is full of footprints, some of them looking hurried.
Petrac: I'm running out of the house screaming.
GM: Okay, Petrac, look at your feet, what are they doing?
Petrac: Leaving footprints. Whats your point? Weasel_Boy
- Tuesday, November 14, 2000 at 11:21:12 (EST)Bytes (Decker, Scholar, and man who keeps forgetting that he's not playing AD&D) :" Jump on my sword while you can Evil, I shall not be so forgiving" Mr Johnson
- Tuesday, November 07, 2000 at 16:51:42 (EST)((the groups rigger/fix it man was extremly drunk, and the two heavy combat specialists had just brought back and extremely trashed cyber deck that might contain important Info))
Street blinks besottedly at the deck:: Fix it?? Suuuurrre...
(several Minutes and botched rolls later)
Street walks back to the group, holding a fistfull of wired and nano boards:: Foun' tha' problem (belch) it had alla this Squiggly stuff innit.. shoul' work fin now... Sapphireknight
- Friday, November 03, 2000 at 11:30:27 (EST)Iron Man(troll streetsam) to a large group of Gangers:: Excuse me? Yes, would it be too much to ask for you to stop shooting at me... It does sting so terribly much, and besides I'm Starting to To get Miffed... Sapphireknight
- Friday, November 03, 2000 at 11:25:56 (EST)Landon: Dude, you're about to bite the big one!
Smith: I know, that's what I do. WangChung
- Wednesday, November 01, 2000 at 17:45:32 (EST)Situation: [One shot adventure, the team is in an alley running from a Lone Star on a motorcycle, an unconcious dwarf street doc in the troll Merc's hands (long story)]
Boom Boom (Troll Merc) OOC: (Suddenly out of nowhere) Hey, GM, what's the distance to the cop behind us?
GM: Uhh... about fifteen meters away... Why?
(Cluing in) Tangent (Me) OOC: Oh no, you're not....
Boom Boom OOC: I toss the dwarf behind us!
[Aftermath: Boom Boom's player botched his roll, the dwarf got smacked into a wall behind the cop.. At least he slowed down to see to the "bystander"..] Party Animal
- Wednesday, November 01, 2000 at 04:25:03 (EST)"We kill cops?" - Nikita
"Yeah, we kill cops." -Medea Medea
- Monday, October 30, 2000 at 23:05:06 (EST)"Can you pick me up for the run?" - Big Wyrm
"Sure." - Medea
"Can you grab me some supper too?" - Wyrm
"Yes"
"How about some milk?" - Wyrm
"Just give me your fraggin' grocery list." - Medea Medea
- Monday, October 30, 2000 at 23:02:41 (EST)Twitch: Why isn't this palmreader validating?
Grooms: I think it must have a living-hand detection sequence. I TOLD you we shouldn't'a geeked the guard.
Twitch
- Thursday, October 26, 2000 at 23:21:42 (EDT)StreetOOC to Mac:: Gazortch.. your incantation for manabolt is Gazortch
Mac OOc:: No my incation for Manabolt is Fazzap.. Gazortch Is what I use for My Ball Lightening spell... Sapphireknight
- Thursday, October 19, 2000 at 12:05:28 (EDT)((A breif Snippet Of Combat))
Gm:: ok you're wrestling with your opponet, trying to stun him with your shock gloves, when you see Steak has been Kicked into the fire.. what now??
The Abomidable Dr. Phibes:: My steak? In the Fire??.. Thats it I spit out my Lollipop and I fry His Testicles... SapphireKnight
- Thursday, October 19, 2000 at 12:01:06 (EDT)A fixer to street::
Fixer:: So would you describe yourselves as an elite team??
Street:: No... I'd describe us more as Drinking Buddies with Guns.... Sapphireknight
- Thursday, October 19, 2000 at 11:56:09 (EDT)The Mac(Elf street mage) and Devious(Weapons expert) discussing the groups rigger Street
Mac:: Is he Supposed to be laughing like that??
Devious:: You get used to it..
Mac::Yeah, but whats he doing with that wrench??
Devious:: you'll get used to that too..
((from My TT game Drinking Buddies with guns)) Sapphireknight
- Thursday, October 19, 2000 at 11:51:29 (EDT)Reddyk(street Sam):: I dunno why lone star keeps jumping us when we hit downtown...
Grinder(fem ork ganger): Maybe if you left some of your weapons at HOME!!! Sapphireknight
- Thursday, October 19, 2000 at 11:47:49 (EDT)Da Gun(our cunningly named Sniper):(to gm)I Peg him with a Stun Round..
Gm:: you're going to shoot An Unarmored man wiht that 8 foot monstrosity you call a sniper rifle?
Da gun:: its only a stun round..
Gm:: and a Tube of toothpaste Traveling At MAch 3 Is still A tube of toothpaste traveling mach 3
Da gun:: so you're saying I killed Him??
Gm:: Killed Him, is a bit weak.. you turned him into spraypaint Sapphireknight
- Thursday, October 19, 2000 at 11:43:59 (EDT)(from A TT game I was in not long ago))
Fixer to Mr. Johnson:: so let me get this straight.. you've lost your cat?
Johnson:: thats correct..
Fixer:: And you Want to hire, the best group of Remorseless, Mentally Unstable, Psycotic, Manic Killers.. That I can find.. to get it back for you??
Johnson:: Yes, you see its my favorite cat..
Fixer:: Rrrrriiiggghhtt..... Sapphireknight
- Thursday, October 19, 2000 at 11:30:00 (EDT)I am a 9 foot beast of a thing that has a weight of over 300 kilo's! I am no thin line
Mad Brian
- Sunday, October 15, 2000 at 18:30:58 (EDT)Andy: I wonder if implosion grenades go "Moob"
Weasel_Boy
- Saturday, October 07, 2000 at 14:18:19 (EDT)Weasel_Boy seems to have made a mistake. That alleged incident has not happened. However i do add that that it could happen in the not to far future. And the GM loves me :). HAHAHA!!!!
The Dark Uncle
- Saturday, September 23, 2000 at 17:37:03 (EDT)GM to Mad Brian:
There is a thin line between stupidity and bravery. You are that line. Mr Johnson
- Saturday, September 23, 2000 at 12:50:42 (EDT)An AI in our possession has gain a body not disimilar to ED-209. A discussion about the pitfalls of this ensues:
Mr J: Let's face it in ten years time it'll
turn on it's Human masters and destroy the world.
Wires: I don't plan to live that long.
Mr J: I don't plan on you living that long either. Mr Johnson
- Saturday, September 23, 2000 at 12:48:22 (EDT)Group to Dark Uncle: YOU'VE KILLED US ALL... AGAIN!
GM to Dark Uncle: I hate you.
Weasel_Boy
- Wednesday, September 20, 2000 at 14:40:26 (EDT)In an online game I'm in, my char is bonded to a wierdass braclet-type thingy. The rigger in the group got to see what it can do first hand through one of his drones.
This was the rigger's response in regards to his thoughts of what he saw:
SixthGear: Smile and nod. Do not piss off the kid. Do not hurt the kid. If possible, try and get on good side of kid. Reika
- Tuesday, September 19, 2000 at 23:26:03 (EDT)As my "companion" Mr Johnson has said maybe i do put things in the most favourable light. But hey you have to be an optimist when your an incompetant mage!
The Dark Uncle
- Tuesday, September 19, 2000 at 19:15:36 (EDT)"Look, you can't just burst in there and kill thousands of innocents. They'll all be registered SINners, think of the paperwork! Mr Johnson
- Saturday, September 16, 2000 at 13:51:53 (EDT)After reading quotations posted by my erstwhile companion, The Dark Uncle, I must point out that the words "we all collapse laughing" should be replaced with "we all stare at Dark Uncle and then proceed to shout obscenities at him." -Idiot! Mr Johnson
- Saturday, September 16, 2000 at 13:45:00 (EDT)'In Films, Grenades go off with different power. One will just go POOF, and create a small hole, whilst others can take down fragin' buildings. I can't wait to see this one go off....in a pram!' Carlos
Carlos Santiago
- Thursday, September 14, 2000 at 06:35:57 (EDT)Typical! it takes 30 seconds for the cops to arrive but it takes half an hour for the pizzas to get here!
Mad Brian commenting on the state of seattles pizza service
The Dark Uncle
- Monday, September 11, 2000 at 18:15:23 (EDT)Im scanning some astral entities which seem too be just a black hole in the astral plane and i return to my body.
GM: You see Dark Uncle stand up.
Rest of group: What happened?
Me: i think i found an absence of nothing.
There was an embarressed silence and then we all colapsed in laughter
The Dark Uncle
- Sunday, September 10, 2000 at 05:41:40 (EDT)While on a routine kidnapping attempt our troll/ork hybrid character, Mad Brian, decides to order pizza. Anyway the kidnapping goes off well enough and we are all piling into the van to attempt a get away when a van pulls up behind us:
GM: A van pulls up behind you bright lights so you can see the logo.
Bytes(Decker): Im looking for signs of heat.
GM: There are 15 hotspots in the back of the van
Bytes: Guys!!!
Wires(Rigger): i take control of the van and spin it round doing a handbreak turn (rolls dice)
GM: The van spins round and 15 PIZZAS! fall out the back.
Needless to say we all colapsed laughing
The Dark Uncle
- Sunday, September 10, 2000 at 05:38:38 (EDT)"Hey,guys, did you know there are trolls here?"
-NPC mage/decker to party, after a refreshing jaunt through Renraku Arcology. She had gone off alone while we stalked a Dzoo-Noo. We were about ready to kill her... SilentKill
- Tuesday, September 05, 2000 at 19:04:38 (EDT)Paddy:: *on the radio* Help! A mage has taken over Cash's body and he's trying to shoot Raftermans's unconcious body.
Cobra:: Cash? Oh, don't worry. Rafterman won't get hit.
...and he didn't. Cash
- Wednesday, August 30, 2000 at 07:54:52 (EDT)Our mage discussing what he saw on an astral recon late at night.
Paddy::Are you talking? Or are you still astral?
Rafterman::Do you see my lips moving right now?
Paddy::Well, it is quite dark...plus your helmet's still on. Cash
- Wednesday, August 30, 2000 at 07:42:39 (EDT)Twitch: "Red Wire or Green wire!?!?"
Group: "They're all black, Twitch...."
GriffJon
- Wednesday, August 02, 2000 at 10:39:57 (EDT)After spending several blistering days in the life raft from a sunken cruise ship (see below) Judas (the surly street sam), Grubber (the inept troll gillette), and Jeena (the NPC lvoe interest for Judas) spot land and paddle to it. As it turns out, it's Hawaii.
Grubber: "HEY! UNDEVELOPED LAND!! WE WILL RULE LIKE KINGS!
Grubber: "HELL DAMN ASS KINGS!"
GM: Jeena: "Erm......"
GM: *She points to the skyscrappers*
* Grubber looks.
Grubber: "Native sky scrapers!"
Grubber: "We can live in those sky scrapers, and have monkey butlers to do our bidding!" The SuperFly
- Wednesday, July 12, 2000 at 01:10:47 (EDT)Judas, Grubber and Jeena are stuck on a life raft in the middle of nowhere
After a while Jeena sees land
Judas: "Hey! LAND!"
Grubber: "Hey, land?"
* Judas grabs a paddle, "STROKE!"
Judas: "STROKE!"
Judas: "STROKE!"
Judas: "STROKE!"
GM: *She does so*
Judas: "Not me, the raft!"
RibOnIzEr
- Wednesday, July 12, 2000 at 00:59:17 (EDT)Grubber, an inept Troll Street Punk was on a cruise ship, after he found out that the captain of the ship was missing, he tried his best to pilot the ship himself, a female NPC started to get on his case...
* Judas runs for clothing, "Jeena, try and fix this!"
* Grubber presses some buttons on the ship.
:GM_RibO: "Stop fraging around!!!"
GM_RibO: "We gota go... He fraged the boat beyond help"
Grubber: "CANT YOU SEE I'm TRYING TO DRIVE WOMAN!?" BurnEdOut
- Wednesday, July 12, 2000 at 00:14:19 (EDT)The party awakens in unfamiliar clothes with unfamiliar gear, having no memory of the past three days. Shadowdragon, the old and experienced elf decker, rises to his feet, lights a cigarette and takes a deep drag.
"Now that, boys, was a party."
Shadowdragon
- Monday, July 10, 2000 at 04:30:50 (EDT)During an online SR game, where we're fighting a couple of cybered goons.
GM: Ok..in the other room..Garrity is turning right...Memphis can see a pair of spurs sliding out of either hand..Ok..in the other room..Garrity is turning right...Memphis can see a pair of spurs sliding out of either hand..
GM:Your action Memphis is going to be?
Memphis: Get the hell out of the way. Reika
- Tuesday, July 04, 2000 at 20:55:40 (EDT)Free From in a bar with one drunk Ork and one Drunk Elf.
MrBill, the male ork, looks at the bottle, "I'm not drunk yet am I?
Katzchen, the female elf, also looks at the bottle "Yeah.. yeah, you are. Then again, so am I"
MrBill:"think we'll remember anything tomorrow?"
Katzchen looks at what she's drunk so far, to what he's drunk so far "Not a chance in hell"
MrBill: "So you wana go back to my place and do some of those pleasurable things?"
OOC comment from Katzchen: "Too drunk to be subtle?"
Dravion
- Sunday, July 02, 2000 at 17:40:16 (EDT)Gengis is holdig a 7ft Sniper rife next to a shop owners head whilst trying to escape lonestar with a bag filled with heads over his sholder.
"Do you have a back door I could use please Bob, I hate violence"
Gengis
- Friday, June 30, 2000 at 10:36:42 (EDT)Come on I'm sure its perfectly sa... agggghhhh
Magnum
- Friday, June 30, 2000 at 10:10:24 (EDT)BurnEdOut: FINE! FINE! ILL GM FOR YOU ASSHOLES! YOU BLOODSUCKING WORTHLESS PIECES OF drek! IM SICK OF YOU WHINY JERKS BICKERING AND COMPLANING OF THERE NOT BEING ENOUGH GAMES...but only cause I like you.
- Pre game conversation. BurnEdOut
- Thursday, June 29, 2000 at 02:43:53 (EDT)During my online game, Shane (he's something of an assassin) and Hawkeye (she's a former Lone Star Detective) are out on a stake out.
Hawkeye starts plotting various ways into the building and then the apartment....
Shane plots with him.
OOC: Hawkeye looks down at her breasts and wonders about Shane's eyes. :) Reika
- Sunday, June 25, 2000 at 17:13:49 (EDT)Grimsdyke, while riding on the back of Nagiko's bike as she cuts across traffic: "You know, that truck is very close, and very onco... never mind."
Nagiko
- Sunday, June 18, 2000 at 08:54:30 (EDT)This was during a rather slow session of an irc game,
and people weren't really paying attention and the GM seemed half-dead.
Me: We need to get Nagiko(one of the team mages who wasn't being listened to)
a microtranciever.
Nagiko's player: We need to get Nagiko a megaphone.
Blacke Eagle: We need to get the GM some stimulants.
Reika
- Saturday, June 17, 2000 at 18:50:32 (EDT)FenixHawk: "Castration is not an option"
RibOnIzEr
- Wednesday, June 14, 2000 at 19:50:14 (EDT)GM: Ok you all have about 3 hours before the johnson gets into town anything you all would like to do?
Colion: Im gonna work out.
Sniper: Im gonna read the paper.
Crow: Can i send a package to someone?
GM: Sure to who and what?
Crow: Im gonna send a chubby little kid to Lofwyr! and a fruit cake, cuz he'll send that back, but he'll keep the chubby kid!
GM: ....Justin do you just think of these things when your bored or what?
Crow: Im gonna start looking for the kid! the mighty buddha
- Wednesday, June 14, 2000 at 15:35:25 (EDT)An OOC discussion after a game of Shadowrun.
G: Yeah, I should be a professional assasin.
Me: I just want to be an amateur assasin, you know, just a hobby.
Lounges-With-Foxes
- Wednesday, June 07, 2000 at 20:12:04 (EDT)GM: As you glance out the window, you can faintly catch a glimpse of a barrel aimed right at you from the window of a parked car across thr street.
ME: Okay, I'm parking my butt on the couch.
GM: Riiiiight.... and why is that?
ME: Maybe they'll go away. FrnkCstl
- Tuesday, June 06, 2000 at 12:02:02 (EDT)"We cant kill you yet for we don't know why oyur here."
" I'm Here to get this out." Smoker
- Sunday, June 04, 2000 at 21:50:59 (EDT)Colion: I raise my keg high and eat turkey leg, oh are there any barbarian wenchs around? you know to hang on my leg while i drink?
The further exploits of Colion the troll physad during Harleiquins back. the mighty buddha
- Tuesday, May 30, 2000 at 01:05:40 (EDT)During a run, the demolitions expert said the worst thing that you could ever say:
*Beep beep*
Demolition expert: Oh S***
*boom*
Psykoguy
- Monday, May 22, 2000 at 22:15:15 (EDT)The group is infiltrating a military base, only to find their passage is blocked by a security door with a palmprint scanner.
Feral: Hold on a second. She dissappears around the corner (where the runners had recently killed a guard) and comes back hold a severed hand.
She holds it up to the scanner and sure enough it opens the door.
Nameless: You could have just dragged the body over here, you know.
Feral: This was easier. And more fun.
Fetch
- Tuesday, May 02, 2000 at 10:34:36 (EDT)In reference to the same air battle...Bob the physad collides with the pesky dragon, trying to lance it with his katana.
GM: * Grubber, you see Bob go flying into the dragon. He comes in at a screwy angle, and collides with it suddenly. *
GM: * Then, he explodes. *
GM: * There is a poof of fire as his rocket fuel ignites. *
Crimson: "Good lord, I think Bob just kicked the bucket." The SuperFly
- Saturday, April 29, 2000 at 22:32:05 (EDT)On a cargo plane being attacked by air pirates, the team of runners face off against against a war plane and a dragon with a pair of Assault Cannons. Grubber (the troll Sammy)fires at the dragon while Bob (the fool-headed ork phys-ad tries to use a complicated jetpack he pulled from the corpse of a radiing pirate.
GM: * Grubber, you let loose with two powerful blasts from the assault cannon. *
GM: * The first shell misses the dragon, but the sound catches it's attention. The second shot hits it's lower foot, causing it to jerk in mid air. *
GM: * At the same time, Bob and leaps from the plane. *
GM: * Bob, you are flying through the fraging air. *
GM: * But not in a good way. Suddenly, all land is ripped from under you and you realize what an incredibly stupid plan this was. * The SuperFly
- Saturday, April 29, 2000 at 22:22:03 (EDT)So we were caught deep within the Chicago Containment Zone. Holed up in an old warehouse by the docks. The rigger's tractor-trailer took hell of a beating, but was still in one piece except for the tires which he forgot to armor.
Death Machine meets the other PCs for the first time. He almost shoots the mage coz he snucked up on DM.
DM: (pointing an Ares Alpha Combat Gun) Put down your gun or I'll shoot.
Mage (feeling abit pissed): No.
DM: common, man put it down. I out-gun you.
Mage: no!
DM (to GM): I put him in a lock and take his pistol away.
Mage: I counter attack!
GM: OK, what's your unarmed combat?
DM: Eight with bonuses.
Mage: Unarmed Combat?...
Wiley E.
- Monday, April 17, 2000 at 07:15:48 (EDT)Grim Rage(Troll Sammy) I pull my sword and slice his arms off.(rolls) 10 successes.
GM: Both arms fall to the ground with a thud, as the guard falls to his knees.
Morgana(OOC) Yet another dis-arming blow! Morgana
- Thursday, April 13, 2000 at 11:52:17 (EDT)The party is providing security in the british embassy. Knowing our GM we are expecting trouble. Grim Rage(Troll Sammy) is carrying his Panther Assault cannon when the band brandishes weapons. As the fight continues..
Grim Rage: I fire at the left most band member.
GM: Roll (sounds of dice rolling)
Morgana: Yachtzee! (as the roll shows all ones)
Party: Groans.
GM: (Quick calculation) thats 396D at ground zero, reduced 10/meter from there. Ensuing blast with secondary explossions levels the entire embassy killing nearly everyone save those that can buy two success's to remain alive! So Who is still among the living?
Morgana
- Thursday, April 13, 2000 at 11:48:23 (EDT)Bug(Decker):-Is he dead?
Ripper(Merc):-Depend on which piece of him you're talking about... Ikarus7
- Friday, April 07, 2000 at 06:25:17 (EDT)Psycho(to GM): I don't have any detanoators.
GM: How much C4 do you have?
Psycho: About 6000 kilos
At this moment, the GM couldn't say anything for quite some time due to him laughing too much
Psykoguy
- Sunday, April 02, 2000 at 21:07:24 (EDT)GM: Tatterdemalian is being dragged through the streets of Seattle attched by sturdy rope to a Werewolf who is in pursuit of his mate.
Tatterdemaliaa: I get to my feet and skid on my boots.
GM: Roll for action...success
Tatterdemalian is now street skiing behind a horny Werewolf. He gets a round of applause froma large group of joygirls as he skids by.
Tat: I do a one foot for the crowd.
GM: Roll for action. Fail. You hit a pothole and now are on your back again.
Tat: Can I steer the werewolf back? I want to try once more for my fans
Tat
- Friday, March 24, 2000 at 14:23:03 (EST)GM: You see its your friend Murphy approaching. He is slightly singed.
Me: Where is the car Murphy?
Murphy: Blown up
Me: And the hostage?
Murphy: Blown up
Me: and most of our arsenal?
Murphy: Blown up
Me: Murph have you ever thought about a career as a SuperStuffer server? Tat
- Friday, March 24, 2000 at 14:13:45 (EST)From an ultra-munch One Shot, at a Con:
Quicksilver (Move-By-Wire 4 equipped data courier) has just killed a grade 8 initiate mage with a full body replacement.
Quicksilver: I cut off his head and hold it up.
GM: You're just in time for the cortex bomb to go off.
Quicksilver: *facefault*
Kenlon
- Wednesday, March 22, 2000 at 22:37:07 (EST)A ghoul and a sam are checking out a chick walking down the street. Both men wet their lips.
Ghoul: Man, I got to get me a peice of that.
Sam: I know what you mean.
Ghoul gives the sam a pondering look.
Tweak
- Monday, March 20, 2000 at 18:42:14 (EST)The group has just started Harlequins back and was in the Fist full of karma section, and opposed to getting a gun the troll physad (and a pacifist) wanted a bullwhip.
ME: ok colion your up what ya wanna do?
Colion: theres a guy with a pistol shooting at steel right?
ME: yes...
Colion: well im gonna whip his hand and get his wrist entangled.
(rolls) ok 19 success...
ME: ok since your strength is five time the elfs body and you whip so good you pull his arm off and he falls to the floor screaming and spewing blood.
Colion: thats not very pacifistic is it?
ME: nope
Colion: damnit!! the mighty buddha
- Monday, March 20, 2000 at 10:36:14 (EST)Okay so we were on this astral quest type thing and we'd turned up inside an alleyway.
The alley looked completely normal (you know rubbish, bins, dead cat or two) so we decided to leave it an have a walk round.
GM: As your sneaking along a voice comes from behind you "Stop right there"
Franky Spas (me): We turn round
Ghost (who he didn't see) : I stay in the shadows.
GM: It looks a person wearing gang colours holding a hold out pistol
*Major chortling from me, my brother and the bloke playing Ghost but we decide not to kill him yet like we usually do to gangers*
Franky: What do you want?
GM: Your on our turf
Then we go into some wrangling such as what the date is and where we are etc. There was also some surprise at the troll Psychoarms but we said he was a mutant and left it at that. Eventually he says he wants something off us so that we can walk on their turf and they'll answer more questions.
Ghost: Don't you have a spare weapon franky?
Franky: Yeah I got a spare colt manhunter I never use. Want it?
GM: Colt manhunter? Whats the capacity?
Franky: 12 clip.
GM: Say what?
Franky: It's got a clip of 12. *Ganger looks confused* A clip of 12 bullets.
GM: What the hell are bullets? Pass it here *Franky passes manhunter to him and he looks at it and throws it back* it's a fraging antique.
Franky: Well what the hell does you gun fire?
GM: What do you think it fires idiot? It's a laser pistol.
I tell you the silence was audible.
Predator
- Sunday, March 19, 2000 at 03:11:04 (EST)Okay so we were on this astral quest type thing and we'd turned up inside an alleyway.
The alley looked completely normal (you know rubbish, bins, dead cat or two) so we decided to leave it an have a walk round.
GM: As your sneaking along a voice comes from behind you "Stop right there"
Franky Spas (me): We turn round
Ghost (who he didn't see) : I stay in the shadows.
GM: It looks a person wearing gang colours holdinga strange looking hold out pistol
*Major chortling from me, my brother and the bloke playing Ghost but we decide not to kill him yet like we usually do to gangers*
Franky: What do you want?
GM: Your on our turf
Then we go into some wrangling such as what the date is and where we are etc. There was also some surprise at the troll Psychoarms but we said he was a mutant and left it at that. Eventually he says he wants something off us so that we can walk on their turf and they'll answer more questions.
Ghost: Don't you have a spare weapon franky?
Franky: Yeah I got a spare colt manhunter I never use. Want it?
GM: Colt manhunter? Whats the capacity?
Franky: 12 clip.
GM: Say what?
Franky: It's got a clip of 12. *Ganger looks confused* A clip of 12 bullets.
GM: What the hell are bullets? Pass it here it looks wierd anyway *Franky passes manhunter to him and he looks at it and throws it back* it's a fraging antique.
Franky: Well what the hell does you gun fire?
GM: What do you think it fires idiot? It's a laser pistol.
I tell you the silence was audible.
Predator
- Sunday, March 19, 2000 at 03:09:02 (EST)After being hired to kill a specific target inside a movie theatre, Rory, the team's unsociable Elven assassin, is bitching about the rediculously insane prices at the theatre.
"drek. I'm already sneaking in illegal weaponry. Might was well throw in two Junior Mints and a can of pop." Rory
- Saturday, March 18, 2000 at 19:44:49 (EST)Gazpacho: yeah, Darryl you missed a good fight... I broke a troll
Daemion
- Friday, March 03, 2000 at 20:22:14 (EST)In the Harlequin's Back campaign, my friend and I met up with two villians under the masquerade party, a man and a hunchback.
GM: The hunchback laughs, and leaps at you with a fierce snarl!
Zenmuron: (OOC) He leaps at me? With a knife, right?
GM: (OOC) Umm, yeah, why?
Zenmuron: I sigh boredly and point my dikote katana at him, letting him jump on it and say "It must suck to be a moron..."
GM: Groan... Zenmuron
- Thursday, March 02, 2000 at 02:55:23 (EST)Two PCs, 8-Ball and Spike, were flying a small helicopter back to our base, during the time, they began arguing, and Spike blew 8-Balls head across the window. They landed, and Spike climbed out to our waiting group nervously.
Zenmuron: I see you made it back ok... (pause) Where is 8-Ball? (looking at the dripping cockpit window)
Spike: (before Zen is finished) Nosebleed!!! Zenmuron
- Thursday, March 02, 2000 at 02:50:51 (EST)"What is better about poisoning the water supply than a 15 kiloton fuel-air bomb??"
--Grooms the rigger. Put the B in subtlety.
GriffJon
- Sunday, February 27, 2000 at 12:06:21 (EST)Troll physad and ladys man resisting a light pistol to the chest with his body of 16 and all his combat pool of 9.
GM: ok 6S comes at you.
Colion: *rolls insane amounts of dice* Ok...Medium...Light...
GM: ok so-
Colion: none minus 2..4..6...ok lets talk bout bounce factor here, cuz i dont want to waste my time on this guy. the mighty buddha
- Friday, February 11, 2000 at 21:57:08 (EST)Me, commenting on a PhysAd in Berlin, tossing a rock at a Nazi and killing him.
"Well I'll be . . . She who was without SIN cast the first stone . . ."
My party damn near killed me . . . Delphi
- Thursday, February 10, 2000 at 12:22:16 (EST)"Well, my character hasn't read the book yet"
Response by a player when asked why he didn't use a rule that was in the SR main book. Cash
- Saturday, February 05, 2000 at 05:31:04 (EST)Me::"Say, didn't Lone Star unload their handguns into all the dead and unconcious bodies?"
GM::[to me, grinning evilly]"Oh, yeah. Roll your body." Cash
- Saturday, February 05, 2000 at 05:28:38 (EST)GM: He gives you the signal
Twitch: I shoot him right under his forehead in the eye.
Stoneblade: yum.
Twitch: I begin randomly firing into the restraunt, particularly at women and children.
Stoneblade: ( on cell phone ) yes, I'd like to report someone.
Twitch: I shoot blade. VANNMANN
- Saturday, February 05, 2000 at 00:38:35 (EST)GM:Ok, you see you mark standing about 20 yards away somking a cigarette.
Twitch: I've got ruenthium polymers, so I go stab him in the face.
GM: You suddenly notice a large incapacitating face gash on your maRK.
Twitch: I stab him again VANNMANN
- Saturday, February 05, 2000 at 00:33:03 (EST)GM: Ok, you look in the window and see about 400 pounds of chrome glareing at you..
Stoneblade: I give him the finger
GM: okayyy...
StoneBlade: I unholster my panther Cannon
GM: k, roll initiative
( cyberzombie wins )
GM: The zombie shoots you with his four back mounted miniguns and two cyber shotguns.
Stoneblade: I resist it, and shoot him in the face with my Panther Cannon.
GM: (groans) VANNMANN
- Saturday, February 05, 2000 at 00:26:25 (EST)Alligator shaman stands night guard during a Scottish Highlands run. He encounters a fox (yes, just a normal fox), starts to feed it and then suddenly decides to shoot it with his Desert Eagle.
"I fraging hate this Bambi drek anyqay."
Another one...
GM: So you meet your contact. He is one of those archetypal, slimy, good-looking Latino guys
Player1: So, what´s his name? Antonio Bandersnatch or what? Jotun
- Tuesday, February 01, 2000 at 13:16:29 (EST)The players have just run into pirates who are supposed to extract them from the corporate boat they've infiltrated. One of the runners decides that the pirates are their extraction team and immediately begins to wail on one of the security guards. The rest of the team, seeing as how it would be futile at that point to try and stay on the gurds side assist in mowing down the guards on deck, hoping to god that claw man has his facts straight. Five minutes and one hell of a firefight later, the group finds claw man finishing the beatin of the original guard he had been wailing on (not that he put up much of a fight.
GM: He's a bloody fragging mess. Are you quite finished yet?
Claw Man: I guess so. I'll stop
GM: What do you do now.
Claw Man: I'll sit down on top of the body and have a cigarette.
GM: Geez, all I can see is Claw Man saying, "Was it as good for you as it was for me..." Tommy Dredd
- Sunday, January 30, 2000 at 18:02:36 (EST)GM: Ok Colion 11D comming at ya see if i can kill ya.
Colion: *rolls 20 dice* umm...ok i win. the mighty buddha
- Sunday, January 30, 2000 at 06:40:04 (EST)Crow: Im gonna call up silver and see if she wants to move in quickly, OOC: So i can pay 50k a month instead of a 100 hehe.
GM: you know she might have other men besides you?
Crow: I could always kill them.
Group erupts in peals of laughter
the mighty buddha
- Sunday, January 30, 2000 at 04:35:57 (EST)GM: There are several security guards on deck, but all of them are firing on the approaching pirates.
Claw: I hit the nearest guard in the back of the head with the butt of my shotgun.
Stunned Silence. GM rolls.
GM: You knock him to the ground, and he's dazed but not unconcious.
Claw: I kick him in the head. "Next time, stay down when I hit you."
fetch
- Sunday, January 30, 2000 at 01:20:18 (EST)[GM] There are two guards blocking your retreat. They are holed up in the second room on the right. Lightshade, you have one service left on your fire elemental.
{Lightshade]I'm sending the fire elemental to kill the guards!
[GM]OK.
[Krait]Isn't that the armory that they are holed up in?
[Lightshade]<>
[GM]<>The fire elemental zips down the hall...
[Rest of Group]I'm diving for cover!
[GM]...then there's an earth shattering kaboom! A portion of the ceiling collapses and the air is full of dust and smoke. Somewhere in the distance you think you hear an alrm sounding.
[Lightshade]What happened?
[Krait]Two guards down, and a new exit. Waxly
- Thursday, January 27, 2000 at 19:58:14 (EST)GM (Me): Ok, so you've been arrested and are currently being dragged through the Lone Star parking garage to the front desk.
PC: I sing the blues.
GM: Roll your blues singing skill.
PC: I get a 3, 7, and 35.
GM: You see tears come out of the eyes of a Star cop walkin by...but you still get your ass thrown in jail. Ingo Monk
- Thursday, January 27, 2000 at 03:59:20 (EST)set up a snitch was blackmailing Wildhuntsman (bad idea)
Wildhuntsman(ooc): how much damage does a credstick made out of plastic explosives do?
GM :well , lets say 12D with a .5 meter blast radius.But your target number to make it is 14.
Wildhuntsman(ooc): I rolled 15,7,14,10,5,9,19,and 21.
GM:ok, you sadistic bastard.
at the meet
Wildhuntsman (IC):Here you go slime, enjoy.
Snitch : I'll just go over here and verify it with my friend (only brought the one buddie).
BOOM !!!
Wildhuntsman (OOC) :yep ,taught them not to try to blackmail a vindictive individual with Demolitons 8.
Wildhuntsman
- Wednesday, January 26, 2000 at 10:55:27 (EST)during a disscusion on ammo:
Player 1:I use APDS because it penetrates really good.
Wildhuntsman:EX-Explosive works great, and leaves less filling.
got me an extra karma point
Wildhuntsman
- Tuesday, January 25, 2000 at 08:44:32 (EST)As my player Crimson (Goth punk merc) was cutting
up a apparently very deadly physad kung fu
bruce lee wanabee
"Kung foo this!"
Staring at the diced body:
"Next time, bring a knife!"
(Note to ppl who were in that run)
YES, I know, This game is old, but eh, I forgot to quote it... ;P RibOnIzEr
- Monday, January 24, 2000 at 22:05:44 (EST)Scenario: The runners had just broken into a church believed to be the HQ of a vampire that they had been paid to kill. After shooting a bald, pale-faced ganger, the resident Necromancer of the group, Tot' Moraytay, called his familiar (a Wraith - don't ask) to see if it knew whether or not the ganger was a vampire (presumably, if it was the would take better care in killing it).
Tot: "Is is a vampire?"
Wraith: "No, my master. It is not."
Tommy Dredd, former New Orleans Night Stalker, decides to play it safe and stake the bastard anyway. As soon as the group turns to leave, the ganger opens his eyes, pulls the stake from his own body, and uses it to impale Dredd from behind. Luckily, Dredd was wearing MilSpec armor, so he took little damage. Then entire group opens fire on the ganger, then Dredd limps over and shoves the now-splintered stake through it's eye socket, ending all doubt as to whether it would get up again.
Tot (to Wraith): "You TOLD ME IT WASN'T A VAMPIRE!"
Wraith: "It was not, master. It was a nosferatu."
With that the wraith gives an evil chuckle and fades from sight, leaving the Necromancer with a very pissed off Tommy Dredd to contend with.
Jak Fetch
- Monday, January 24, 2000 at 02:45:55 (EST)Our team had been sent up to the artic to extract someone who might have been part of Echo Mirage.
Shiv (my char, a former street rat, adept) I think we've been sent to hell.
Gazpacho (one of the two resident gun bunnies) I thought hell was warm.
Sledgehammer (resident decker) Not when you're from Georgia. Reika
- Saturday, January 22, 2000 at 11:36:15 (EST)I was doing a run as my character named Herbert, who is an alcoholic, womanizing, homeless adept. About 20 minutes into the run, I had to leave the game due to some computer problems, but a friend of mine decided to get into the action as my character. Much to my dismay, he did it anyway, and this is a conversation between him (as my adept) and another female runner, who, as I understand the way he tells it, is quite attractive.
"Think i could find good cover for overwatch?" "I can cover you allright" "I was talking about natural cover" "Oh, it's natural don't worry" "From a mile out of the target?" "You're not getting my drift, apparently"
Sorry if you happend to be one of the players or GM in this little fiasco, but I tried to stop him...what can I say? BurnEdOut
- Friday, January 21, 2000 at 23:15:15 (EST)Don't run....You'll only die tired Grifter
- Friday, January 21, 2000 at 13:50:47 (EST)
"We go... kidnap some of the security guards?" - Spog.
"And?" - Richard 1.
"Take them back with us instead, and say "We found these. Will
these do?"" - Spog, when the team's job is to extract one
particular person. Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:59:18 (EST) "I say we get him, knock him unconscious, then interrogate
him." - Richard 1. Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:57:29 (EST) "I had to hit her a bit too hard to stop her shooting me." -
Richard 1. Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:55:00 (EST) "Apparently, Mandarin's a fixer who's hiring people to kill
you... so I've applied." - Mark, showing great team spirit.
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:53:59 (EST) "Perhaps we shouldn't take everyone on this one. Perhaps we
should just take a small group of elite personnel." - Paul.
"No-one, you mean?" - Spog.
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:53:13 (EST)
"Oh, is 'S' Mr. Smith? I thought 'S' was Whisper for some
reason." - Richard 2, talking about initials representing
characters on the map. Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:52:24 (EST)
"Pretty beaten up. Doesn't look like it's been used in a
while." - Stuart.
"The house or the woman?" - Adam.
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:51:35 (EST) "I reckon we need more than two people if we're going to kill
her." - Dave 3, right in front of the previously unsuspecting
person he's talking about
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:50:24 (EST) "Have you got any contacts in the morgue?" - Spog.
"Yeah, my uncle died yesterday." - Stuart.
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:48:46 (EST) "All of his insides have turned into jelly, and he's gone all
squidgy." - Stuart, as party doctor.
"That's your medical opinion, is it?" - Adam.
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:45:44 (EST)
"Can you dodge throwing weapons?" - Stuart.
"Not after they've killed you, no." - Ian.
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:44:28 (EST)
"When there's a bereavement in the family, it's very hard to
come to terms with. Especially when it's you." - Richard 2.
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:42:59 (EST)
"He's very screwed up mentally." - Mark.
"Perhaps we should ask him to join the party." - Stuart.
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:42:01 (EST) "He fell down the stairs." - Adam, to hotel security, referring
to a corpse with a large hole burned in it's chest.
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:40:40 (EST)
"We're never going to get anywhere by beating people up." -
Rob.
"That's a matter of opinion." - Mark.
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:39:13 (EST)
"Hello. I am a pyschopath. Am I supposed to be meeting you
tonight?" - Mark, in a phone conversation with a possible hirer
of the party.
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:38:21 (EST) "He's been useful. Let him die now."
- Adam, discussing whether
or not to aid a character in trouble.
Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:35:43 (EST)I'll hand over my weapons, if you'll hand over yours.
Adam to some security guards. Whisper
- Thursday, January 20, 2000 at 06:34:47 (EST)Player: so can i look for a panther assault cannon?
GM: no you cant.
*Player starts going thourgh wallet*
Player: *Holds up a $20* and can Mr. Jackson help me find this assault cannon?? the mighty buddha
- Monday, January 17, 2000 at 19:15:43 (EST)"Should I get the C4 Street Urchins ready? I already have five from the previous job. Heh. Kids are stupid"
--Sniper/Demolitions guy
GriffJon
- Thursday, January 13, 2000 at 20:34:42 (EST)"Can my fan boy get us out of this mess?"
--Wraith
"You mean, a fan-boy ex machina?"
-Hummer
GriffJon
- Thursday, January 13, 2000 at 20:33:56 (EST)I dress up like a drug dog
--The resident werewolf
GriffJon
- Thursday, January 13, 2000 at 20:33:08 (EST)Exploding Street Urchins: Some of them go "ow!", some of them go "Eeep!", but it's always followed by a large BANG
--Sniper/Demolitions guy
GriffJon
- Thursday, January 13, 2000 at 20:32:36 (EST)Bombshell (Intrusion specialist) and Shorty (Well-disguised bodyguard/cute vortex of death) are disguised as 'Foriegn Investors'.
Bombshell is attempting to seduce the (male) target.
Shorty: (OOC) Bets: 'The crying game' ending.
GM: (OOC) Hm?
Shorty: Oh, that's my bet for the ironic twist.
LeRaton(Whose profession is not important): Shorty is a man?
Shorty: Wrong way around.
LeRaton: A man is Shorty?
Shorty: Try again, twit.
LaRaton: Shorts are manly?
GM: Shut up, Raton.
Ratoslov Lenev
- Wednesday, January 12, 2000 at 06:35:50 (EST)GM: You enter the room. There is a loud squishing sound. The room is filling with marshmellow.
PC1: You're not being serious enough.
GM: Fine. The room is filling with acid. You start hallucinating.
Norcumi
- Tuesday, January 11, 2000 at 15:39:44 (EST)GM (to the sam who just realized we're going against bugs): No! You can't smartlink a can of raid!
PC1(mage): See Sparky (a fource 5 fire elemental). See Sparky fly. *rolls dice* Whoa. See Sparky do BAAAD things to the fast response team.
PC1: That's it. Let's frag this guy.
PC2: The watcher or the mage?
PC1: Yes.
Norcumi
- Tuesday, January 11, 2000 at 15:37:20 (EST)Things were crazy even before the session....
GM: Fine. Let's just give you a new skill; munchkin gun (6)
PC1(about an annoying Johnson the previous run): I swear, if I only had more LAWS....
PC2: I swear, if there were less laws....
(after discussing weird weapons): Have you considered the fact that we're drawing diagrams of our leathal yo-yos? Norcumi
- Tuesday, January 11, 2000 at 15:33:16 (EST)Blade, a physad with a background in archaeology was given the task of determining the contents of a locked safe. After assensing the item, she still had no clue what it was.
Orion: So, what is it?
Blade: I believe it is an object of great evil. I believe it to be Hitler's moustache.
Mercurian
- Monday, January 10, 2000 at 23:59:51 (EST)Bouncer: Alright, lets start a gang war!
Taitsu: What the hell, it's been a slow night!
Mercurian
- Monday, January 10, 2000 at 23:55:56 (EST)Cheyenne (aka Super Ho): That damn troll's trying to eat me, and not in a good way!
Mercurian
- Monday, January 10, 2000 at 23:54:56 (EST)Mog-nu: Hey, I'm in Lone Star lock-up!
Flux: John, its for you!
Mercurian
- Monday, January 10, 2000 at 23:53:39 (EST)1/15/99 "I've got some narcojets if anyone is interested. We don't want this whole thing to turn into a bloodbath do we?" - Flux after seeing 8 heavy machine guns, 1 TOW launcher, 1 Vindicator Minigun, and a variety of assault rifles with grenade launchers brought from below decks
Mercurian
- Monday, January 10, 2000 at 23:51:56 (EST)Slicer: "So what are those funny symbols on the door?
Flux: "Their wards of protection and detection."
Slicer: "So what do they do?"
Flux: "Well they . . ."
Bouncer: "It's Black IC"
Slicer "I'm down with that."
Mercurian
- Monday, January 10, 2000 at 23:50:51 (EST)Flux is a mage trying to explain Astral Space to Slicer, a decker.
Slicer: "What do you mean there is no wall there?"
Flux: "Well, ya see, it exists in Astral Space, or in a metaplane."
Slicer: "What is this Astral Space or Metaplane jargon?"
Flux: "Well, imagine Astral Space is cyberspace, and the main room is a chat room. A metaplane is a special chat room, like Renraku's chatroom. But you can't just walk in you need . . . "
Slicer "You need an LTG number! So bust it out and lets go!"
Mercurian
- Monday, January 10, 2000 at 23:50:01 (EST)Flux is preparing to go to the black market...
Flux: Heading to the bazzar. Anyone looking for something magical in particular?
Blitzkrieg: Yeah, I want a top hat with a rabbit. Mercurian
- Monday, January 10, 2000 at 23:48:04 (EST)another time one of my players was dancing in a vampire club while the others were watching.
other players at bar.
Steal: shes a vampire right?
GM: yes.
Colion: man he thinks hes gettin some but hes just getting eaten. the mighty
- Sunday, January 09, 2000 at 21:16:37 (EST)after scoring a few phone numbers at a gym our resident troll physad (and ladys man)
Colion: every body loves the troll.
rest of group: we dont.
Colion: Quiet bitchs.
the mighty buddha
- Sunday, January 09, 2000 at 21:13:07 (EST)one of my players was not in the best of shape after indulging in some sort of herbal refreshments.
GM: so what are you all going to do?
Colion: hmmm i dont know.
Steal: man time to brain storm.
Fatticus Cheeseburger(my characters make dumb names: man can i like....ya know like...uhhh...roll to see if i can think? ya know?
the mighty buddha
- Sunday, January 09, 2000 at 21:11:36 (EST)One player had seen too many bruce lee movies and we were coming up with nunchaku damage codes. All this discussion is OOC.
Adam: How about (Str+2)S stun?
Eddie: Oh, no way... they don't do that much damage!
A: Have you ever used them?
E: Yeah, that's how I lost my front teeth for the <> fifth time. It didn't hurt that bad.
Scary Thing: he wasn't Kidding.
Tempus
- Sunday, January 09, 2000 at 14:54:46 (EST)After finally writing down rules for sex and drinking (the way my players are, I had to) Here is the quote after I found out what horror I brought onto the world.
"I really have to kill these guys." Psykoguy
- Sunday, January 09, 2000 at 02:36:36 (EST)After the meeting, Jim Richards, the Covert Ops expert decided to meet with a whore
he met earlyer that night, for a little undercover work, if you know what I mean.
At which time he asked if he would need to roll willpower to stay up after a sex
(Not wanting to wake up to a missing wallet and a misplaced hooker, finding
getting a freebie quite strange from a hooker he just met, (actually due to his
high charisma)). Being that he was male, I decided that yes, that was a
necessity, whereas a woman would jump out of bed and make him a sandwich, (sorry
ladies, it was a good joke). He rolled his four puny dice, and his highest was a
27. After a small time of me cursing out my dice, I let him have the best of the
hooker, and her fall asleep instead. Then he asked what time it was, it was 11:00
wen he got there. Forgoing the ovvious 11:01 joke, we went on to contemplate how
and if this could be calculated through dice rolling. This is what it sounded
like:
?what time is it? am or pm? lemme see. would this be strength or body?
(Note: I decided on body, but also decided that some sex rules should be made for shadowrun, sort of like an adult whitewolf book however, Im too lazy to do so myself.) BurnEdOut
- Saturday, January 08, 2000 at 15:10:13 (EST)On a run involving a toxic ant spirit hive, an over-run Azzie stronghold, and a chipset containing valuable info, the runners are confronted by the hive's "queen" when they are JUST about to make it to the team's ACP. The initial introductions went something like this...
GM: The ant spirits part to reveal a lithesome female with fiery red hair and emerald green eyes. She regards you all for a moment before asking, "Who are you?"
Player 1: "Hunter."
Player 2: "Bleys."
Player 3: "Stone."
Richard: "Orkin Man."
Note: Everyone survived. =) The SuperFly
- Saturday, January 08, 2000 at 14:53:10 (EST)Judas (the surly Street Samurai) is hired all by his lonesome to track down and "possibly" kill a cunning assassin. When asked if he had a DNA scanner, he informs the Johnsons that he's never had a use for them:
Judas: "Not handy, no. I like to keep my load as light as possible, makes getting around a lot easier."
GM: "I understand, but a DNA matchup is the only way to be sure."
Judas: "Why? Does he change faces a lot?"
GM: "He is not a known disguise artist, but DNA is certainly the method of choice amongst professionals."
Judas: "I thought that was a good gun and a bottle of malt liquor."
Ah, good old hitman humor your employer just _never_ seems to get... The SuperFly
- Saturday, January 08, 2000 at 14:46:38 (EST)
