LoneStar cop to Scandal the teams decker after being called to
identify 14th person he's been known to be around being found dead.
NightLife
- Monday, December 29, 1997 at 03:29:26 (CST)HAY YOU!! with the pea shooter put that away! can't you see this is a smg fight!!
(verry cybered troll at corp suit) Racc
- Sunday, December 28, 1997 at 00:25:29 (CST)Nex: You Drake?
Drake: yeah
Nex: (looks at woman beside Drake) Who's this?
Drake:(looks at woman for a sec) I dunno, slitch ain't got no nametag. Nex
- Tuesday, December 23, 1997 at 15:16:18 (CST)"So we burst into this corporate's bedroom and he wants to know 'who the hell are you?', so I say to him 'who the hell is anybody?' and that little philosophical problem shut him up. Well, that and three 10mm bullets" -
Fireman Sam
- Monday, December 22, 1997 at 00:57:50 (CST)GM: You have received a letter.
Steadfast(Sammi who has a problem with mages): I open it and read it.
Gm: Handing over a note."That's what stands in it."
Steadfast: I read it. "HM..."
Cute (Young Ki, prone to use his astral reading sense): "OK, do you read it aloud or should we read it out of your aura?"
JudgeT (from germany)
- Sunday, December 21, 1997 at 17:22:40 (CST)(Note: Gharn is manifested from astral)
Screamer: This is Gharn. He's currently lying half-dead in a hospital. Say hi. Lord Xarph
- Wednesday, December 17, 1997 at 18:13:20 (CST)TO ALL WHO ARE FAMILIAR WITH THE MISSION BOOK 'CHROME IVY' AND
WHO HAVE MET "CHICHI"
the door opens, there stands Chichi,
(GM showes party Chichi's photo to party)
Dwarf sam runs behind Ork sam, and hides,
Ork sam grabs elf mage, holds her between him and Chichi, and
screems in a high pitched voice 'OH MY GOD!!!!!!!, KILL IT, KILL
IT NOW!!!!!!!
(one karma awarded for comedy value)
RAIN
- Monday, December 15, 1997 at 02:22:33 (CST)Lotus:(standing over fallen and barely alive foe with an AK-98) Foolish mortal prepare to... (dice rolling) Oh frag!!! Jax
- Sunday, December 14, 1997 at 20:42:44 (CST)Brick(troll street sam)"So how we gon' get in, Doubt(team leader
hermetic mage-full time bastard)
Doubt"Let's put a brick through the window!"
Brick"I hate it when you say that!"
Brick
- Saturday, December 13, 1997 at 23:07:54 (CST)During a ganger safehouse raid, after taking a 7-round AF burst (let's hear it for Damage Comp 6) and being knocked down:
Jack:(drawing the MGL-6 grenade launcher) "You are so dead."
Automatic Jack
- Wednesday, December 10, 1997 at 00:51:45 (CST)GM Your in a huge bubble on the sea floor
PC I put my hand through the bubble
(sound of GM hitting himself on the head repeatadly)
Ripper
- Sunday, December 07, 1997 at 23:43:44 (CST)After a dust-up with local gangers, where two members of the party took 7-round FA bursts right in the chest:
Guidan "Let's go back to your place."
Stacy "No, let's go back to Jack's place."
Jack "Slot that, let's go to the fraggin' hospital!"
NOTE: Karma was awarded for humor and appropriateness.
Automatic Jack
- Sunday, December 07, 1997 at 02:17:45 (CST)"Ha Ha, you just got Outsmarted By A Troll"
(Fingerprintless Buisness cards left by a street sam whenever he outsmarts a non-troll)
Pan (Panther Wrestler)
- Tuesday, December 02, 1997 at 11:24:02 (CST)The runners Silver Secret, White Noise, Firestarter and Scarlet Thunder had just finished up a long and grueling battle with some mob himen. In the process Firestater let off a nasty fire bomb, igniting most of the room...
Silver: Okay, I say we search the bodies...
Scarlet: No, I say we should call our Johnson and tell him about this...
White Noise: I say we should get out of this burning building...... Livewire
- Sunday, November 30, 1997 at 13:40:55 (CST)After the team had fought a group of elven assassins, a physical
adept initiatory group, was down to two members, both with one
block of physical left, and upon seeing the dragon bursting up
through the floor: "We're not getting paid enough for this."
Spirit
- Wednesday, November 19, 1997 at 22:22:52 (CST)(at a street docs shop)
Narrion: ::walks out bandaged:: "ok, it's your turn matt"
Matt: ::hobbles up::
NPC: "don't you find it a little unnerving that what doctors do is called 'practice'?" wulf
- Saturday, November 15, 1997 at 01:22:15 (CST)GM: You are at the bar what do you do?
B.O.R(P.AD): I'll try my hand at seducing
one of the bar wenches!
GM: Roll charisma.
Dice Roll 21,14,11,11,10,5.
GM: What was the pick up line?
B.O.R: 'ow 'bout a bit 'o rumpy pumpy?????
GM: .... . . . . . . You failed.
RASP
- Thursday, November 13, 1997 at 06:35:24 (CST)While preparing to lower a Mafia Don's coffin out of a 20 story window (don't ask) an assassin whips a cougar fine blade into our street-sam Volkof's head.
After receiving a deadly wound (brought down by a platlet factory and trauma dampner) he pulls the knife out of his head and throws it back, killing the assassin.
Galford (after successfully riding the coffin down the building): Man, that thing you did with the knife was unreal!
Volkof : What knife? (Poor guy hasn't been the same since...) Galford
- Tuesday, November 11, 1997 at 22:27:55 (CST)Said to a PC playing a SR version of Indiana Jones.
GM: Okay, the bounty hunter unloads the LMG into your back...
Dr. Jones: Wait a sec! What happened?
Fellow PC: Heh, heh... You got it Indy ass!!!
(The unnamed PC then caught a dice-bag upside the head...)
Galford
- Tuesday, November 11, 1997 at 22:16:23 (CST)"You know, there's nothing like getting your ass kicked to really bring down your morale." Nightsky
- Monday, November 10, 1997 at 20:51:34 (CST)Player#1: "My character is called Mr. Styxx. If I die I leave all my money to charity."
GM: "That's good, now Player#2, who are you?"
Player#2: "My name is Charity..."
Wobbie
- Saturday, November 08, 1997 at 12:19:22 (CST)Player "Ok, I want to snap the restrsints..."
GM" Make a strength test"
Player"I'm not done"
GM"Sigh"
Player"I want to break the restraints on my arms and legs, do a back flip up, draw the dagger in the small of my back, and throw it at the elf."
GM"Are you done?"
Player"Yeah. Can I do that?"
GM"Well, John, let me get this straight. 1) Break physical restraints - Complex action and a 15Str test on both arms and legs.2) Back flip up -complex action,3)` grab the dagger that is sheathed at the small of your back -Complex action, considering you a
re reaching under armor, and finaly 4) throw it at the elf. How many combat turns would you like to do this in before the guards start clubbing you to death?
Player"One"
((GM note- at this point I snapped, and his character was pummelled to unconciousness))
Paranoid Android
- Saturday, November 08, 1997 at 06:59:20 (CST)"Excuse me. Where you a duck in your last life?"
--Punch,Troll mage, to a vampire after being told there was something
strange about her aura. (i.e. He failed that role miserably!)
Aurora
- Friday, November 07, 1997 at 00:16:08 (CST)We Don't do Wetwork!.......... um.. Cheap!
RhineStone to Mr. Johnson
RhineStone CowBoy
- Wednesday, November 05, 1997 at 10:12:23 (CST)At a crime scene
Jake: ::looks around carefully::
GM: the meat wangon pulls up
Jake: ::watches carefully for how many bodies::
GM: 5 & 1/2 wulf
- Sunday, November 02, 1997 at 00:48:12 (CST)Narion: "ok, we're going on a gouhl hunt, on holloween, in the seatle suburbs, who else
thinks this might get messy?" wulf
- Saturday, November 01, 1997 at 16:31:45 (CST)"Right, that's it. I'm loading my truck with water and food, driving into the middle of the desert, turning it invisible, and I'm gonna sit in it for the next four millenia..."
Street mage Gertrude, after pissing off the fourth megacorp and second crime syndicate that week. Glyndwr
- Saturday, November 01, 1997 at 10:47:50 (CST)GM: The safe house is comprimised. There's carloads of goons pulling up with guns.
Gertrude: OK, grab the suit and drag him upstairs. Chuck him in the bath. He'll have some blast cover in there.
(shoots at troops through bathroom window)
GM: A grenade lands in the middle of the bathroom floor.
Gertrude: (Looks at valuable suit hostage. Looks at grenade.) Fine, throw myself on it. My personal blast barrier should protect me.
(dice rolling)
GM: you survive, but the house is a derilict and a bit rickety. You fall through the floor, two stories back to ground level. Unfortunately, one of the goons outside has decided to drive his armoured car through the outer wall of the building, and you fal
l right infront of it.
Gertrude: That truck/desert thing we discussed earlier...
(Gertrude survived, with 9 boxes of stun and 13 boxes of physical.) Glyndwr
- Saturday, November 01, 1997 at 10:57:32 (CST)He, drek! Chummers!! Why are you running away?! A dragon is just a pumped up crocodile!! Pebbles, Neoanarchist and Streetgirl
- Friday, October 31, 1997 at 11:56:44 (CST)Cats Dancing "I'm going to tell you 2 things and ask you 1 -- first, a good friend of mine was just blown away; second, I've rendered myself impervious to weapons. Now, What are you doing here?"
Singleshot "Um...huh?"
Cats Dancing on meeting a new gaming group, and walking up to an elven assassin.
Cats Dancing
- Saturday, October 25, 1997 at 11:03:13 (CDT)Being pulled over by lonestar and having car being searched
Lonestar finds : PredII, sam : got a license for that.
Lonestar finds : Remminton room sweeper sam : got a license
Lonestar finds : SMG, sam : ditto
Lonestar finds : Panther Ass. Sam : I've got ten G's on me now
and I can get you 50 more in 4 hours time.
RAIN
- Wednesday, October 22, 1997 at 19:47:02 (CDT)In the middle of a high speed escape "What do ya mean da car is
still following us?" picking up Panther Assault Cannon. Bluto(troll street sam)
- Tuesday, October 21, 1997 at 21:55:30 (CDT)While encountering a locked door "hey! I gots da key!" unshouldering
his Panther Assault Cannon. Bluto(troll Street sam)
- Tuesday, October 21, 1997 at 21:33:41 (CDT)"That the was 'our' Mr Jonson?" (Ork sam) on inspection of red
spray on wall.
RASP
- Tuesday, October 21, 1997 at 01:53:36 (CDT)Characters just killed some yakuza hitmen
Dan(street sam)-I'm ringing my yak boss contact and complaining!
(note: character died)
Joey the Benevolent
- Monday, October 20, 1997 at 22:08:36 (CDT)( Speedy, Robot01, and Unknown are in an underwater city looking for a troll gang boss they were told to kill)
GM: You enter what looks like a room for guests. It has a bed to the left, a dresser to the right, and a small porthole in front of you.
Speedy: I look out the porthole.
Gm: You see fish and other marine life characteristice to being two klicks beneth the surface.
Robot01: I smash the porthole with my golf club.
GM: As the room suddenly depressurizes, and the enormous weight of the water crushes you through the door behind you, Robot01 wonders why he ever did a stupid thing like that.
Rob OOC: Can I rewind and start over?
GM: Last time Rob.
Kilroy
- Sunday, October 19, 1997 at 13:34:53 (CDT)GM: Upon a succesful inspection of the floor, you determine that it has pressure sensitive panals.
Robot01: I rip one up.
GM: !?!?!?
Kilroy
- Sunday, October 19, 1997 at 13:29:05 (CDT)On a raid at a BTL dealer's house, Buckshot, equiped with a slegehammer, winds up to knock open the front door. Upon hitting the door, the slegehammer flys into the house.
Buckshot (turns to the rest of the team): "They're armed with a slegehammer!" Buckshot
- Saturday, October 18, 1997 at 22:45:55 (CDT)"((Go right ahead, stick your hand in the cage.))"
Shapeshifted mage with 6 successes posing as pet iguana thinking to animal kidnapper Spider Murphy
- Saturday, October 18, 1997 at 03:28:51 (CDT)On a run out in the swamps with 3 other runners. Armed only with 2 Ares Predators, a
SMG with regular ammo and no ammo we encounter a behemoth and a vampire troll alligator
shaman. After a dinking the behemoth with a few
rounds that do no noticable damage and taking
a few fireblasts in the process from the vampire shaman:
"That's it! No more mister nice guy!"
My phys-ad runs up to the behemoth and slaps it with an open-hand,
proceeding to knock the behemoth out and impressing my teammates.
Didn't have the heart to tell them that I had a rating 10 Tranq
patch in my palm.....
Kenji
- Thursday, October 16, 1997 at 16:18:01 (CDT)(during a mission into the Corp Wars, myself and another PC decorate our trasportaion)
Carrot: ::Spelling something with duct tape on the front bumper of the Appaloosa scout::
Nightsky: ::taping a sign to the back::
Nightsky: ::reading handywork:: "Your body armor is strong, our tank doesn't care."
Carrot: ::reading handywork:: "wave as you go under" wulf
- Monday, October 13, 1997 at 17:32:56 (CDT)After barely surving an encounter with a group of vampires,
the party headed to a nearby restaurant to recover.
Armani (an Orc-Shaman) Sits down at a table, motions to the waiter,
"I'll have page two"
The G.M. awarded karma for realism.
Shi-Dan
- Sunday, October 12, 1997 at 22:52:51 (CDT)Player (occ): BASEMENT?!? This thing's got a basement?
Heard by player when he realized that 100 floor buildings have sub levels.
Note:It took him nearly 2 hours to realize this, after which he was knocked
unconscious by 7 angry corp deckers and show twice. Virus
- Sunday, October 12, 1997 at 11:51:20 (CDT)GM ::to player getting hit point blank by a Firelance vehicle laser::
OK, take 12D6 damage.
Player:Oh, FRAG. ::sound of dice being rolled:: ::in a REALLY
shocked and inquisitive voice::I survived?!?!?!?!? Holy $hit!
Just gotta love the smell of burning karma, doncha? Silverhand
- Thursday, October 09, 1997 at 09:52:06 (CDT)(during an assault on an Azzie strong hold)
Mongoose: sorry boss, I couldn't find a LAW, will this do?
[sound of a Stonewall rumbling up] Mongoose
- Wednesday, October 08, 1997 at 21:55:56 (CDT)Narrion (out of character): what would the target number be to shoot myself in the head and save us some time?
(as he walked into about 50 rival gangers)
note: he lived wulf
- Tuesday, October 07, 1997 at 22:39:12 (CDT)Tripwire: "I'm going to stand here and bleed."
Shi-Dan
- Monday, October 06, 1997 at 19:51:47 (CDT)
Wulf: "I'm thinking this beer tastes like piss."
Keys: "Oops, wrong bottle! Here, try this one." Nightsky
- Sunday, October 05, 1997 at 02:56:54 (CDT)Ehlana groans. Would you agree with me, Size, that this is a very nice gutter? Because you're crawling in it, and I'm stuck face first in it. :)
Actual Size says, "Such a lovely color of well..neutral. Highlighted now with a tinge of pink."
Nightwind's Song
- Saturday, October 04, 1997 at 19:43:09 (CDT)"Trolls do NOT fly!" Kurgan
- Friday, October 03, 1997 at 23:34:15 (CDT)"It moves, it dies.... Simple!"
Said by Brick, a Troll Street Samuri with a big Vindicator
he calls "Matilda" (but thats ovious isn't it?!)
Maximilian Magnus
- Thursday, October 02, 1997 at 13:49:04 (CDT)"I ain't got time to take cover!" Renegade
- Thursday, October 02, 1997 at 12:32:03 (CDT)"Each?!?!?!?" Said in an annoyingly high-pitched squeal
-- Any one of MAtt's characters when told how much -Y-
the team are going to get for the mission. Renegade
- Thursday, October 02, 1997 at 12:28:08 (CDT)"If you can't understand it, that's okay. If you don't know what it is, don't worry
about it. If you're not sure what it wants, just forget it. The only you thing you have
to do is KILL IT!" Nightsky
- Wednesday, October 01, 1997 at 20:31:55 (CDT)::Mantis, troll decker releases his assault cannon and picks up his shotgun.::
"Don't fire. I'm going in. Anyone got any grenades?" Lord Xarph
- Saturday, September 27, 1997 at 23:45:41 (CDT)GM: "You can't think straight. Hell, you can't even think in curves."
::After Gharn got snapped back to his body from losing in astral combat.:: Lord Xarph
- Saturday, September 27, 1997 at 23:38:25 (CDT)"It sounds like a bad 303 drum loop."
-Morte, on the sound of LMGs mixed with Assault Cannon fire. Lord Xarph
- Saturday, September 27, 1997 at 23:34:05 (CDT)"I REALLY hate black blobby thingies."
-Morte, after getting attacked by an astral predator for the second time in less than two weeks. Lord Xarph
- Saturday, September 27, 1997 at 23:31:20 (CDT)Jim (NPC): You need to get drunk. You always thought badly while sober. Lord Xarph
- Saturday, September 27, 1997 at 23:29:56 (CDT)::PCs prep for run. They call up their contacts and wind up with a small army.::
Morte (OOC): Contrary to popular opinion, we are NOT attempting to seize a small island nation. Lord Xarph
- Saturday, September 27, 1997 at 23:28:34 (CDT)GM: You buy a large carp (mispronunciation of the word "tarp.") to cover the shattered window.
Gharn (OOC): That's a big fraging carp! Lord Xarph
- Saturday, September 27, 1997 at 23:05:26 (CDT)GM: It hits its detonator. A boom shakes the house. A small, frazzled cat flies upstairs
and through the tarp.
Midnight (OOC): It flies through the carp's nostrils. You hear munching noises on the way through.
Morte/Gharn/GM (OOC): CARPS DON'T HAVE NOSTRILS! Lord Xarph
- Saturday, September 27, 1997 at 23:26:24 (CDT)Gharn: Two words! No, Three words! No, Two word- FRAG IT! Just get over here! Lord Xarph
- Thursday, September 25, 1997 at 17:15:44 (CDT)Morte the physical adept: How much booze did you drink?!
Schlitz the Cat shaman: About a quarter of my stock.
Morte: How much is that?
Schlitz: About twenty gallons. *Burp* Now excuse me, I have to take a leak.
::After Schlitz emerged from a two day shamanic ritual.:: Lord Xarph
- Thursday, September 25, 1997 at 17:15:03 (CDT)"Why is it always the ugly cybered dudes who get all the chicks?"
-Morte, physical adept. Lord Xarph
- Thursday, September 25, 1997 at 17:10:24 (CDT)Keys: (a BIG troll) Pops a recently dead Rigger's head off and roots around inside, splattering blood and gray matter everywhere until he pulls out part of a gore covered VCR unit.
Wulf: "What are you doing?"
Keys: "I'm Interrogating him" ::said as Keys drops the Rigger's now emtpy skull on the floor of the van:: Nightsky
- Thursday, September 25, 1997 at 16:30:56 (CDT)Munchkin (a troll street samurai, questioning an NPC while holding him over the edge of twelve story building): "THIS IS NOT A REHEARSAL!!! I mean, it could be, but we'd need a shovel for the second take, understand?" Munchkin
- Thursday, September 25, 1997 at 10:15:56 (CDT)"Listen, chummer. I've been in a bad mood for longer than you've been ALIVE, so back up or I'll blow a hole in your head the size of a chicken pot pie."
(Link, and Elven spike baby over 70 years old, after drawing and pointing his Predator II at a Ganger Punk)
Link
- Wednesday, September 24, 1997 at 22:56:42 (CDT)"I need a bigger gun"
-A decker who suffered from Panther Assualt envy
Tellah
- Wednesday, September 24, 1997 at 13:33:06 (CDT)I sure do miss that money.
Character who had the most money in the group, before being shot multiple times in the chest by bodyguards
(He had to live with the homeless troll)
CrackJack
- Sunday, September 21, 1997 at 01:35:33 (CDT)Pirate: "Hey, they can't even shoot their own foot!"
(Shortly before pirate was shot in the head by a sniper more than 300 meters away)
Wulf
- Saturday, September 20, 1997 at 21:39:12 (CDT)"Well, he watches my back and feeds me snickers chocolate bars when
I am jacked out..."
Orc decker Chip on the question why he was
sharing a flat with a japanese mage.
Fallen Star
- Friday, September 19, 1997 at 19:31:39 (CDT)"He´s my most favorite pet..."
Japanese mage Hiro explaining why he was sharing a flat with an Orc decker.
Fallen Star
- Friday, September 19, 1997 at 19:20:13 (CDT)[Five minutes after the player survives (barely) a Force
9 fireball and falls off the top of a neo-Aztec pyramid
in some godforsaken Vietnamese jungle]
Player: "Uh, by the way, what about all those grenades and
explosive ammunition I was carrying?"
[stunned silence around the gaming table]
GM: "Okay, I'm going to forget you *ever* said that...."
[Note: the player got a point of Karma for having the balls to bring this up.]
"Rossiter Jensen"
- Monday, September 15, 1997 at 18:29:09 (CDT)G.M.."You are completely naked and have nothing on but a wrist watch."
Player.."I pull out my credstick and go buy a gun."
Goosh Skoosh
- Sunday, September 14, 1997 at 15:18:04 (CDT)"Man, I have to call the gardener again."
Mage bounty hunter dropped three rating 5 hellblasts (in a row) before being knocked unconcious.
Hunter came out with a light wound. Hunter
- Saturday, September 06, 1997 at 01:44:07 (CDT) mage casting rating 5 fire bolt with 8 successes.
"What do you mean it's only a force four ant spirit?"
Hunter
- Saturday, September 06, 1997 at 01:41:05 (CDT)upon noticing a remote control lying on a desk
"Hmm... I wonder what this does?"
Pushes the button, later... after catchin up with the rest of the team...
"So how'd it go?"
"Er... alright... the damndest thing happened, tho'."
"Yeah?"
"Well, we were cracking the safe, and then all of a sudden
Inferno's head exploded."
"..."
Jester
- Saturday, August 30, 1997 at 13:56:23 (CDT)"Warning shot into his forehead"
- euphemism for killing the dude on the spot
Fallen Star
- Sunday, August 24, 1997 at 04:40:42 (CDT)Somedays you're the fly, somedays you're the windshield. Unless
you're in Denver, where being a fly isn't so bad.
granite
- Saturday, August 16, 1997 at 03:54:02 (CDT)Happiness is a warm gun, except when its in the hands of your enemy. Grisman
- Wednesday, August 13, 1997 at 00:52:17 (CDT)"In the strictest sense, I did not win ... I busted him up." Bandit
- Monday, August 11, 1997 at 15:42:58 (CDT)Is is it me, or did we just kidnap our Johnson?....
***Dice- Orc Mercenary***
- Thursday, August 07, 1997 at 22:36:20 (CDT)A PC's response to low profile quote:
right chummers, I've got those fragers just where i want them. I'm sure that
we can sue for anienation of affections from our low-profile runner girlfriend
'common law wives'. Pavlov
- Wednesday, August 06, 1997 at 15:57:18 (CDT)When we commented about keeping ourselves out of the limelight.
GM:It's not a movie. It's full simsense. can we say "I forgot to
check the detailed electronics in the corp-provided helmets?" I thought so.
Great for keeping a low profile. Pavlov
- Wednesday, August 06, 1997 at 15:55:20 (CDT)STRINGS: Some days it just doesn't pay to be a pacifist.
Calvin
- Monday, August 04, 1997 at 20:17:34 (CDT)"Really? They heard that?" - (Player to group after firing
twice at a security guard with an UNsilenced heavy pistol.)
Nosferatu
- Monday, August 04, 1997 at 16:27:10 (CDT)(gm to player right after hellatious combat scene)
"just as the last guy drops and you light your cigarette
all hell breaks loose."
(player)"aw drek."
merlin
- Thursday, July 31, 1997 at 00:08:32 (CDT)(Group of PCs enter a warehouse full of gangers)
PC1: uhhhh... we come in peace...?
PC2: And leave in pieces...
(They were right, they did, in a Doc Wagon) AegisBreaker
- Saturday, July 26, 1997 at 18:43:36 (CDT)"Better full of chrome than full of lead." AegisBreaker
- Saturday, July 26, 1997 at 18:38:36 (CDT)Fitz(young ork mage): Hey-I got an idea. I'll cast invisibility on the plane.
GM: Um..okay.Target number is 10 or so.
Fitz: *rolls some dice* Cool! 3 successes!
GM:Ookay...the plan disappears around you, showing the dark night and clouds. You hear a scream from the cockpit and the plan shudders violently.
Fitz: DoH! I drop the spell.
Pilot: What the FRAG do you think you are doing??
Sparky
- Thursday, July 17, 1997 at 14:34:02 (CDT)John McGovern(leader of the team): No, we gotta show these guys a small amoutn of faith in them. I step out of the car.
GM: Okay. John gets out-anyone else?
Other PC: Yeah, I'm goin with im.
GM: Okay you step out as well. John is hit twice in the chest with a sniper rifle, spraying blood all over. He drops to the floor. The two men standing next to the suit pull out Ak-97 carbines and unload on you...
John: Okay, next time we just shoot them a few times to show our faith.
Sparky
- Thursday, July 17, 1997 at 14:25:33 (CDT)You have a pneumatic jack WHERE?!
Nesepa
- Monday, July 14, 1997 at 22:33:34 (CDT)Dark, mysterious, abandonned crypt in Transylvania, PCs are protecting unlicenced archeologists investigating Dracula legend.
GM: The rusty door creaks open, a waft of musty, stinking air blows in, a silhouette takes shape. The figure is dressed in black. Your lanterns glint on the ivory of two pointed teeth.
Redbrick (a dwarf who's name says it all): What?! An ork down here?
Time
- Monday, July 14, 1997 at 13:52:26 (CDT)OOC: I'll throw the heart at him and say "Have a heart..."
This was just after he'd torn it out of his brothers' chest... Shadowwalker
- Saturday, July 12, 1997 at 18:01:49 (CDT)Angry gamesmaster to player characters after they kill a Grade 6 Initiate toxic shaman with a lucky sniper shot: "You have no idea how much you are about to be hurt."
(Not one of the PCs escaped with less than Serious Damage.)
Crunch
- Thursday, July 10, 1997 at 18:24:27 (CDT)Damn it! I'm tired of Lone Star calling me to id bodies!
(Complaint from the teams decker after a really bad day finding lots of dead team members. )
NightLife
- Wednesday, July 09, 1997 at 16:13:16 (CDT)Hey it's a Warhol!
( Comment from the team new combat medic Dane after seeing a
team memeber who was staked to a wall with train spikes. )
NightLife
- Wednesday, July 09, 1997 at 16:11:36 (CDT)Gm:You run into the room and see about 250 security guards pointing their guns at you for
entering the building.
Runner:...ummm...Pizza for Mr.Wagner?!?
Bozo
- Wednesday, July 09, 1997 at 09:19:41 (CDT)Why the heck did you have to buy a mint-green car? Why didn't you buy something unsuspicious like a black car!
-Too dark.
Oh! Then why didn't you buy a white car?
-Turns black too quickly.
Zeus <[">N@pe]>
Berlin, Germany - Wednesday, July 09, 1997 at 09:14:05 (CDT)WarCraft, Troll Sammy
50?!?!?!? I thought you said fifteen!
(after stepping into a ganger den)
LordCrackMonkey
- Tuesday, July 08, 1997 at 22:22:24 (CDT)Cringe - OOC, to GM, with five seconds before the bomb goes off: "Ok, I get the knife out of my boot, slice the bomb
off this guy's chest, smash open the airplane window, throw the bomb OUT, and gaffer-tape the window closed again."
(Yes, we all lived). Cringe
- Sunday, July 06, 1997 at 01:37:54 (CDT)"I've got a gun gaffer-taped to each arm; can someone else open the door?" - Wapanar Cringe
- Sunday, July 06, 1997 at 01:34:28 (CDT)Dog Meat walks into a cheap bar: Gimme' something to eat.
Bartender looks at him, walks back to the fridge, takes out a cup, three ice cubes, and a stick of butter. Puts them togeter in the cup ane slams it down in front of Dog Meat.
Bartender: That'l be it?
Kilroy
- Saturday, July 05, 1997 at 21:45:57 (CDT)"Thanks fur da' Grenade. I'll add it to da' collection"
Bartender after recieving payment for the stick of butter and the cup of ice cubes.
Kilroy
- Saturday, July 05, 1997 at 21:49:04 (CDT)"It's runs like this that pay for that steak."
Randal
- Friday, July 04, 1997 at 23:05:24 (CDT)"What't the target number for running over five prone
bodies?"
Ice
- Friday, July 04, 1997 at 21:31:47 (CDT)" Hey, I can build a bomb for that! "
Logan, - declared 12 times in 2 runs.
Vega
- Friday, July 04, 1997 at 16:58:59 (CDT)GM:You look down amd see your foot is caught on the tripwire of a claymore mine.
Wedge:fragfragfragfragfragfragfragfragfrag.....
GM:the pin is about 3 centimeters from being pulled out...
Wedge:I reach into my pocket and pull out the can of epoxy-spray...
(Wedge lived) Wedge
- Wednesday, July 02, 1997 at 15:53:44 (CDT)A street sam seeing a fleeing enemy in a petrolenium
processing plant: " I'm glad I took ta bazuuka 'long... "
Result: one less amerind town
Houndman
- Wednesday, July 02, 1997 at 09:48:08 (CDT)"If I ever hear the name Timmy the Talking Toaster again it will be too soon!" (loooooooooong story)
Scythe
- Monday, June 30, 1997 at 10:11:48 (CDT)(In the middle of a fire fight)Ha, you missed!!!
(The enemy proseeds to unloaded the SMG's and someone takes a trip to the hospital. A car was solde to pay the intensive care cost.
Murdock
- Sunday, June 29, 1997 at 23:47:44 (CDT)GREAT FEATHERED SERPENT: I beleive that box in your hand belongs to me. You WILL give it back now.
IAN (DECKER): Well actually, my employer claims that your company stole it from them. I am just returning it to it's rightfull owner.
GREAT FEATHERED SERPENT: Possession is nine tenths of the law.
IAN (DECKER): [LOOKS DOWN AT THE BOX IN HIS HAND AND THEN BACK UP AT THE DRAGON] Well then...I guess it's mine.
NOTE: Ian survived.
Slider
- Sunday, June 29, 1997 at 23:30:42 (CDT)Johnny Doppler, rigger, having just installed a rating 9
security system on the team's van: "Naw, th’ autopilot
won’t aktchally try ta kill th’ car thief ’less ya
click th’ Hound mercilessly checkbox." Talks-With-Cats
- Sunday, June 29, 1997 at 17:13:08 (CDT)Player: What kind of idiot numbers a parkade backwards?
(The kind that turns it into a helipad)
Poly Eurathane
- Sunday, June 29, 1997 at 16:52:23 (CDT)Player to GM: We did kill the right person didn't we?
Poly Eurathane
- Sunday, June 29, 1997 at 16:50:17 (CDT)Phoenix, to the vehicle shop owner from the Imago run, when asked for her driver's license: "Yeah, we'll need one of those."
Wedge
- Friday, June 27, 1997 at 13:10:19 (CDT) You can't kill me. I'm crazy. (said to biker who was holding Predator to his head. He was right!)
Picket Fence
- Thursday, June 26, 1997 at 20:06:42 (CDT)Is it a simple or complex action to pick up my fingers?
(After an ant queen materialized and sliced the panther
assault cannon in half, neatly removing his fingers)
Graham
- Thursday, June 26, 1997 at 17:36:57 (CDT)Marduk (psycho Wolf combat Shaman in a bloodfrenzy): Yeah! So what if you're a Lord Vampire! I'll drop the whole castle above our heads on you! Take that!
(sounds of heavy weapons fire and magical blasts)
Talbot (group leader and general target practice): We're under the castle too, 'duk.
Marduk: oops..
Talbot
- Thursday, June 26, 1997 at 15:33:03 (CDT)Blackrain: Wanna pickle?
(to Igor, after having geeked some thug named KewL d00d and pickling his severed head.)
Igor: sure! What the frag is that?
(sounds of Talbot, BR and crew rolling on the floor laughing)
Talbot
- Thursday, June 26, 1997 at 15:30:06 (CDT)To a street doc: Can you sew this back on?
Damon, June 22,1997
- Thursday, June 26, 1997 at 15:21:16 (CDT)Bubbles: My lawer will hear of this!
NPC: Ma'am, do you even have a lawer?
Bubbles:...I...think so....
Bubbles
- Wednesday, June 25, 1997 at 22:11:54 (CDT)I open the door. 'You see a Wendigo looking at you vicious and drooling.' I shut the door.
Collosus
- Wednesday, June 25, 1997 at 17:43:51 (CDT)I 'av tree mil nuyen, mista. Does dat change yer mind? 'Cause I really tink dat my huge troll arm is big 'nuff to fit a panther cannon into, doncha tink? Take a scan of my name, breeder, I've gotta rep ta keep. Hiroshima
- Wednesday, June 25, 1997 at 14:01:21 (CDT)It ain't over 'till the fat lady gets her limbs whacked off and sold to an organlegger! (the group was fighting a heavily cybered female assasin) Rahvin
- Wednesday, June 25, 1997 at 13:55:25 (CDT)"Is it a free action to piss my pants?"
(Newbie out of character to GM after picking up a grenade and throwing it back and just barely living.)
Don
- Tuesday, June 24, 1997 at 21:19:51 (CDT)Attached to those legs are we? {to npc just after removing the legs of a chair he was sitting on with a monofilament whip)
Slipstream
- Tuesday, June 24, 1997 at 20:57:06 (CDT)"If I'm going to die, I want to die by the roll of the dice, not the roll of the dice Minus One!" (Player to GM out of character)
Coyote
- Tuesday, June 24, 1997 at 20:51:30 (CDT)Pardon me, I need to go wash my hands from touching that mans genitals. Here hold them for me till I get back.
Prozac
- Tuesday, June 24, 1997 at 16:20:43 (CDT)
