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Posted by: Dr.Rockso Dec 14 2009, 08:03 PM

Nearly all of us have been in a game where one of the runners wanted to be a sociopathic, novacoke-taking clown troll with a fondness for HMGs. Some of us have even PLAYED such a character . Or maybe you know a tale about a runner who was using magnetic implants to hang on to a pipe and decided to drop a grenade on the opposition . So I made a thread dedicated to the most ridiculous SR* moments that have happened to you or a friend. Make sure you mention a) if the gm allowed it and b) if it worked. Optionally c) describe the expression on the GM's face upon player explanation of what they wanted to do/just did.

Posted by: Wuerfelwerfer Dec 14 2009, 08:13 PM

A gang had blocked off a street with some cars and was pinning us down while part of them tried to escape-
Farmboy, my cybertroll, raced around the city block to get them from behind. When he finally arrived, a group of about 8 was running towards a waiting van. I knew he wouldn't get them all in close combat, so Farmboy jerked his bike around to have it slither along the ground and crash into the group. Worked like a spell.

Posted by: Brazilian_Shinobi Dec 14 2009, 08:21 PM

After killing some Godz gangers on a previous run, and being almost killed later by the same group, our not-so-smart Ork gunslinger adept decides to take a walk with his car looking for Godz to kill. He finds 4 of them biking around Arvada (I think) and decides to take them all. He decides to burn an edge point to turn the car 360º while shooting each one of the bikers, but he forgot that this would prevent him from taking an action to control the car.
Anyway, he shoots all bikers, killing 2 of them and seriously injuring 1 but loses control of the car and crashes into a lamp post with enough damage to overflow his health.
It was priceless.

Posted by: Pendaric Dec 14 2009, 08:49 PM

The group of mostly meta's run into a splinter gang of night stalkers that for reasons of plot they have to get through to get the humanis nazi gang leaders. Taking the smallest emotional push from the known sociopath they proceed to get medieval and slaughter all of them and let god sort them out, including burning their club house to the ground.

The highlight of this escapde comes when the remaining, prevously fled go gangers charge back to the fray. The ork combat decker opens up the high beams, while the sam times the strategic shot gun bust fire to fell a street lamp across the road t boning the entire line of go gangers. The combat decker recorded every thing for a private performance for the Crimison Crush.

How did they avoid such mohawk extravigance? signed the scene S.of S. and let it get passed up to the FBI terrorism unit. "You ask for miracles? I give you the FBI."

Posted by: Kagetenshi Dec 14 2009, 09:08 PM

We'll see how it goes, but a player of mine has seduced a middle manager in a building that the team is going to demolish half of tonight (during working hours, "tonight" refers to the session), and he's hoping to establish an alibi and keep her out of the blast by meeting her in a broom closet on the other side of the building for a midday tryst. If it's appropriate, he may say "did the earth move for you, too?"

(We also organlegged a teammate who'd been killed on a run once, but that's less interesting)

~J

Posted by: AngelisStorm Dec 14 2009, 09:10 PM

It's the only way to be sure.

Our opening run with a previous GM was a balls-to-the-walls road race around Seattle. You could go either direction, and you could stay on the freeways or take city streets, so long as you hit the check points. It was a regular special, created X number of times a year and released under the radar (relatively). 10,000Y a member (who survives), no repeat performances unless you're a regular (and PCs are not), 16 hours to mod your stock vehicle. As many or as few team members as you can or wish to fit in your vehicle, and bonuses for over the top behavior.

During the race we hacked street lights to get us through (and slow the other teams down, a little), and had a head on confrontation with one of the regular teams. Think the 3 crazies from "Smokin Aces." The mohawk guy was sitting on top of their car, in a lawnchair strapped to the roof, with a LMG on a sling and smokin a cigar. Our car (with a battering ram) plays chicken, and our troll pops up through the roof hatch (litterally a blowtorched section of roof, held on by door hinges) and stands, half in and half out of the car, and starts unloading grenades on the guys. Eventually some hits are made, and the other car if flipped off the road before the game of chicken could end badly (it was close).

Also our Face, who made some amazing rolls at the pre-Race cast party/Johnson meet, calls up some of the floozies he met at the party. We take a detour to pick them up, and the hacker films some porn in the back seat in between (and during) all the shooting/race. To top it all off, we hack the billboards we pass, and throw the footage up in Real Time. (Both of the shooting, and the porn.)

And back to the Redmond Barrens we go, before the pink mohawk level Lone Star (aka non-existant in the days of such Go Gangs) shows up.

Hey, you asked for Pink Mohawk. That was our intro to SR4, back when the core rulebook was the only one out.

Posted by: 'Sconnie Dec 14 2009, 09:44 PM

I was reading the descriptions of the car, and suddenly the theme sont to "The A-Team" started playing in my head.


My PM moment: Skeet shooting baby ghouls with the Panther XXL mounted on the Rigger's RV.

PULL!

Posted by: Sixgun_Sage Dec 14 2009, 10:21 PM

In a game I was running one player was a coked out former company man (he was still damn good at work, just a bit twitchy at times) with a monkey butler biodrone, another was a drug dealing thug with no armor and just a pair of revolvers for weapons. during one drug exchange between the two of them the monkey butler biodrone got into the coke, becoming addicted. The monkey butler biodrone quickly spiralled out of control as he had intelligence augmenting enhancements and the nova-coke was causing.... interesting reactions. Fast forward a few months later and the monkey has decided it's name is claus and while it loves novacoke it hates the drug dealer in the party, the next time said drug dealer drops off a package it became a running gun fight between him and claus that caused several hundreds of thousands of dollars in property damage and ended up with 3 dead witnesses.

Posted by: LivingOxymoron Dec 14 2009, 11:00 PM

I've got two...

So, the team is hanging out at one of our safehouses (the Weapon Specialist/Smuggler's garage) when there's a knock at the door. Unknown to us at the time, our technomancer was snooping around for paydata earlier that night and critically glitched his roll to spoof the tracer program. The outside cams show its a Knight Errant patrol. The smuggler tells everyone to hide in another room, but the team rigger stays jacked into her van (in case of a need for a quick escape), and the team face (an ork social adept from the CAS with a "good 'ol boy" accent), who hides in the van.
The smuggler opens the door and talks with the KE officers. Not exactly a social butterfly, he rolls poorly on his attempt to lie to KE that he's been there the whole time. The face (still in the van) gets an idea and begins to strip down to his underware. He gets everything comepletly off at the same time the team's gun bunny hiding in the other room decides things are going downhill and takes action. He bursts out of the room, kills one of the KE with a headshot and severly wounds the second while the smuggler finishes the job.
The face quickly puts his clothes back on (he has enhanced reaction), and bursts out of the van yelling at the gun bunny about how stupid he is and what the hell was he thinking gunning down KE without provocation. The rest of the team starts berating the gun bunny (this wasn't the first time he's shot first and asked questions later), when the still-jacked-in-rigger says over the loudspeaker, "and what the hell were you doing getting naked in the back of my van? That was NOT something I wanted to see!" The team goes completly silent, looks over at the face, who simply says in his smooth drawl, "Hey... it would've worked".

Second story...

The team is on a passenger ferry that has been taken over by terrorists (who have killed the passengers). The team mage and rigger have been incapacitated, and the smuggler is watching them and the technomancer on the get-away boat. The gun bunny (same one from before) and sniper/magical investigator have just cleared the last room to the bridge of terrorists, and are about to head through the door when the investigator notices a shimmer on the door. Thinking its some sort of ward or other type of spell, he radios to the technomancer to start going through the dead men's commlinks looking for clues. Meanwhile, the gun bunny takes an empty clip and throws it through the doorway, with no effect. He then picks up a chunk of flesh from one of the dead guys and throws it through the doorway, which reacts with sparks and a sizzle, but the shimmer is still there. The gun bunny and investigator just look at each other for a second, look down at one of the bodies, look back at each other... then pick up the body and heave it through the doorway. Amid much sizzling of flesh and flashes of lightning, the barrier goes down. Meanwhile, back on the boat, the technomancer suffers sever dumpshock and passes out. He happened to be in full VR in the commlink of the guy whose body was thrown through the electrical barrier. Later on, when the 2 runners finally return to the boat, the gun bunny just looks at the technomancer (still passed out) and says disdainfully, "What the frag happend to him?"

Posted by: Stahlseele Dec 14 2009, 11:02 PM

An Albino Giant Troll Meta Race of 3.5m tall and sporting a 1m bright metallic neon blue mohawk.

Posted by: Brazilian_Shinobi Dec 14 2009, 11:41 PM

@LO, I loved the second story.

Posted by: The Jake Dec 15 2009, 12:07 AM

We had a troll street samurai back in SR1 days with a strength score of 89 because there was no cap on the maximum strength mods you could buy on cyberlimbs. He would tote around a Panther assault cannon and rip things up. In a prolonged firefight, he would flip over cars routinely and use them as cover.

- J.

Posted by: Blade Dec 15 2009, 01:16 PM

Disrupting a big "fake punk" (pop-punk) concert by meddling with the best bands to make them split and recruit the best members to form a new band.
Have this band play a bit before the official concert, in the middle of Downtown, giving away drugs (stolen from a seized shipment) for free, while another PC was having a wild Urban Brawl game between the A.C.H.E and the Aztechnology Pyramid.

When the corp (Ares, or Aztechnology, I don't remember which) and the Lone Star tried to shut down the illegal concert and start their own, the PC (and the punks in the crowd) thrashed the official show. One of the PC even went as far as to climb on the stage, steal the microphone, insult the band, tie the members together and throw them in the air... with a grenade in their mouth.

There's also an EVO underwater facility that'll remember for a long time the visit of a WW2 german submarine painted yellow that claimed to bring 'Yoko Ono... err I mean Yoko Kano and the Seatbelts, sent here by Buttercup to thank you for your hard work.'.

Posted by: Pendaric Dec 15 2009, 07:55 PM

I have another where the team in pressed for time rescue mission, provo tacticed their way in. Using four auto mortars they dropped 24 shells on an archology in Sioux terriorty while racing through a pre found route in side the arcology to spring their kindnapped chummer.

As one PC was an ex halloweener and the corp in question was Wakkata software it was pretty much thought," you took our chummer you had it coming."
Best of all this was preposed by the wannabe buddist, who set up the mortars, and pressed the trigger.

They even earth quaked the severly damaged building to put salt in the wound of the mutli million nuyen property damage and life lost. With company men and red samuria attempts to recoup the damage causing even more blood shed in the barrens, hidding is the only thing saving their shaved sides.

Posted by: Whipstitch Dec 15 2009, 08:34 PM

My most pink mohawk character was a hedge witch that in most ways was extremely min-maxed. Very powerful-- on more than a few occasions I must admit to blatantly hogging the spotlight with this character. But there was was just one li'l problem: it was a male Hedge Witch that was taught partly by his grandmother and partly by a spiteful Seductress Mentor he encountered later in life. For those keeping track at home, he had three levels of Cursed, a novacoke addiction, a moody Mentor that did WAAAAAY more harm than good, a Geas that required a pretty regular supply of menses (don't ask) and a Big Regret quality that made him the laughing stock of the local magical community. He was gifted with all the raw potential you could ask for, but the poor bastard's magical paradigm was haphazardly stitched together from multiple traditions and in part dependent on having basic physical characteristics that he just didn't have. One session, he basically soloed the run, the next, he set the safe house on fire while summoning a Force 2 task spirit. Other highlights include his charming way of hocking a loogie on people as part of the Turn to Goo spell, or as I like to call it, Turn to Snot.

Basically, I firmly believe in leaving no stone unturned in the quest to explain why your Awakened character isn't very employable.

Posted by: Kerrang Dec 15 2009, 09:53 PM

In the last session I ran, the group was behind a barricade as a huge mob of drugged out gangers ran down a very narrow (2m wide) street toward them. Most of the group started tossing grenades, but the Street Sam had just dosed up on Kamikaze, and was feeling invincible, so he decided to charge headlong into the fray. One initiative pass later, the grenades go off...

Thanks to some good armor and a couple of edge points burned, the Sam found himself alone and uninjured, standing knee deep in chunky salsa - classic Pink Mohawk moment.

Posted by: n0tthellama Dec 15 2009, 10:26 PM

I run an ongoing campaign with a regular group. Their last run involved the removal of a corporate executive from his current position. To get to him they went after his personal assistant, who really was the lead of a whole other team of runners hired to protect said corporate executive. Moreover, the exec was involved in some heavy racketeering to leverage more business out of the metroplex. So, they arrange some mayhem linked to the gangs involved with said racketeering to force a meeting between the "personal assistant" and gangs. They had a whole ambush bang and grab plan set up. One of them had the bright idea to jam all radio frequencies to make sure no one would find out and no help could be called. They figure if they all know the plan, then they don't need comms to keep each other in the know.
The meeting goes down and the physad decides it would be really cool if he hacked up the tank limo brought to the meeting with his sword (not part of their original plan). Mind you he is under some heavy invisibility mojo so NO ONE can see him. He hops on the rigged limo and proceeds to hack n' slash. The limo is speeding off so both the PC teams rigger and combat monster open up on it, with the invisible physad holding onto the hood for dear life. One incendiary grenade and a few sniper rounds later the limo stops. It would have stopped sooner had the physad not absorbed two of the sniper rounds and part of the grenade blast. The best part of it all was that two of the PC team members have hooks in their back story to keep that physad alive (one being the combat monster and the other the spell slinger who made the physad invisible). The argument that occured after the run was priceless.

What will be better is when they explain how this all happened to the employer who wants the physad safe.

Posted by: AllTheNothing Dec 15 2009, 11:52 PM

Never had any pink Mohawk in the games I played, the mohawk usualy are acid green or blu or purple, once a character sported a removable fiberoptic mohawk with changing lights that locked like a christmass tree decoration high on drugs, the SOB used to take the thing off when he was "on the 'run" and putting it on after ...... the lonestar shot him for the heck of it due to that very mohawk

Posted by: Daylen Dec 16 2009, 12:16 AM

2 trolls +1 orc. Orc(x,y,z) = ork*bodyware*(gyro*ingram+shotgun)

the run:
level = easy
protect a popular boyband that wants good security and is threatened by a small bounty on their head and we are being paid 3x as much to protect them.
pay = awsome
how we got it? great contact

what happened: went though some muscle type protection and slightly offended the clients somehow. Troll A gets offended by being called a Trog and punches a client knocking him out. Orc's reaction: dat no good. Troll B is offended too and punches same or another client, but he's an adept possibly with deadly hands; so the clients head is karate chopped off. Orc's reaction: well we aint getten the protection money maybe we can get the bounty. and opens up with something FA, either a shotgun or ingram, killing the rest of the boy band in one fell sweep.

result of all this: contact was a friend for life and now wont return phone calls and might be dead but at best hates us. do we get paid anything? no.

moral of the story? the coolest thinker should play the heavy weapons and the player with the quickest temper should not be a combat monster.


Another fun one:
question what happens when the baddies send a dragon against the Orc from above story while he's flying a plane to get away with loot?
answer: 1 action, many bullets to turn dragon to swiss cheese.

Posted by: Captain Sock Puppet Dec 16 2009, 02:23 AM

We were on a simple run to retrieve some goods from a corporate lackey who would be stopping for a break on his usual commute at his usual cafe in the usual place... The mall...

In order to effectively seize the goods we needed a distraction... The simplest that we could thing of would be to incite a gang war at the mall, and in the ensuing chaos grab the stuff and run...

Instead, we got caught in the crossfire of the two gangs, ran across the tops of the department store shelves in order to get to safety. Then when we got "clear" we discovered that someone had notified LoneStar of the firefight (Not surprised). Our getaway driver smashed through the barricade, picked us up, took out two lonestar cops, backed out and managed to lose the rest in traffic...

Posted by: The Jake Dec 16 2009, 06:07 AM

I feel a sudden urge to make a troll rocker/street samurai/face that just does outrageous stuff to get attention and somehow gets away with murder (Lucky quality or something).

- J.

Posted by: Cardul May 10 2010, 11:53 AM

Ages ago(2nd Edition) I played the Troll Rigger. Vehicle of choice was a grey(researched to be the most common colour in Seattle) Eurovan(GM said it was the most common van in seattle). At this time, the mods included
a pop-up turret with a Firelance, and two single shot rocket launchers, one behind each headlight, full amphib
package(including submersible capability and ability to move while underwater). The team called for Evac,
and so I used the Rockets to make a hole in the wall, came in, evaced the team, and lead CorpSec on a
chase through seattle. I used the Firelance to cut part of a pier behind me(to slow them down) and drove
at full speed into the Bay...they did not have water assets on hand(who expects a van to drive off a pier?)
and so I was able to get the team away.


Same Troll rigger had an issue: for some reason, Street Sams kept trying to pull a gun and tell him how to drive.
Third ejection seat later, troll has the Ejection seat filled with ball bearings and shaped charges...next time a
Samurai pull a gun on him, the Samurai was airborn, and asking why the chute did not deploy when the GM told him he was falling right towards the pursuit vehicles. Saying "BOOM!" was never so satisfying!

I wish I could give more, but....well, I only GM shadowrun anymore, and most of my players are a bit timid...

Posted by: Stahlseele May 10 2010, 11:59 AM

Urban Fisherman Troll Climber.
Had him climb up a building and shoot down with a netgun and haul his catch(unwanted drug dealer) up to the roof to shake him up a bit. Carved "No power to Drugs!" into his back, then threw him out of our gangs Turf from my moving motorbike.
We are in a ganger campaign.

Posted by: Draco18s May 10 2010, 02:33 PM

I don't recall the fight exactly, but it was between an Adept and a cybered up monstrocity (not actually a cyberzombie, I don't think). They were on top of a bunch of packing crates exchanging blows (and occasionally blowing apart a crate or three to reduce the opponent's area to stand on.

The climax that everyone remembers was that (I think this started with the Adept chucking an I-beam at the cybermonster, who caught it and threw it back whereupon) the Adept punched the I-beam mid-air, bending it around his fist, and taking no damage.

Posted by: Prime Mover May 10 2010, 03:51 PM

Hmm so many what to choose.

Red Hot Acid Drop was rocker/ganger. His apartment was surrounded by Lone Star. So he slaps on all 6 of his Kamikaze patches and leaps out the window into the street. It was funny as hell right up until his heart exploded.

Five minute meet, 3 hours of game time planning and just driving the damn van into the lobby and run and gun to accomplish the mission.

High speed assault rifle combat from your Yamaha Rapier as you tear through the border checkpoint.

Telling the Dragon you just busted in on, if you just pee in this 50 gallon drum for me we'll forever be in your debt.......grin.

Fighting a chopper with a bandoleer of grenades.

Fighting off security guards with a bandoleer of throwing knives.

Wearing heavy armor and weapons to Stuffer Shack cause killing makes you hungry.

Someone told you the meet your going too is a set up and that the metroplex guard will be there with choppers and t-birds. You go anyways.

Posted by: Draco18s May 10 2010, 03:55 PM

One up that: my group no longer allows called shots on certain vehicles because someone shot down a chopper with a light pistol (called shot to the tail rotor).

Posted by: last_of_the_great_mikeys May 10 2010, 06:57 PM

Two moments.

1) The PC's were going to kill a dragon. Said dragon was unimpressed. The troll mercenary was trying to distract the dragon so someone else could do something. His tactic: whip "it" out and pee on the dragon! He got it's attention...he survived...

2) We needed to get a security guard to go away so we could enter a restricted area and the DM had made it clear that this guy was not gonna fall for a simple scheme. So, one of us had the great idea to get a DMSO slap patch with an instant acting bowel vacating drug. We made the rolls to find and get it, slapped that on the guard at the appropriate time and he couldn't leave fast enough. The GM said, "you'll never get one of those patches again so don't try."

Posted by: Draco18s May 10 2010, 07:06 PM

Reminds me of that old movie, Shogun. Shipwrecked American said he'd pee on the local feudal lord (or somesuch) for some reason (keeping the rest of his men locked up, or...some other "stupid to us Americans" thing) and then a scene or two later declares fealty and one of the conditions was that said feudal lord got to pee on his back (which wasn't immediately obvious).

Posted by: crash2029 May 11 2010, 12:03 AM

In the most recent game I played in, my former-used-car-salesman-turned-vampire-face Skelter, hijacked an enemy chopper with a grapplegun. This was after the motorcycle chase through a crowded freeway that ended when Skelter deliberately ran his bike into a parked car at high speed in order to launch himself at the bad guy who was now on foot. Skelter did not miss.

Back in 3E I had an adrenaline junkie face/decker/thief named Car whose MO was basically to do whatever was coolest. This was a man who decided to become a shadowrunner because of James Bond movies. Hijacking an assault boat with a grapplegun and skiing behind it, stealing the Gundestrup Cauldron from the British Museum then giving it back, stealing an entire shipment of encephalon II's from Transys, talking smack to Ghostwalker's face, pissing off Lofwyr, wearing Armani in the jungle of Amazonia, stealing the personnel files of the top ten people at the Wuxing HQ then giving them back-in person, and surviving Survival of the Fittest are a sampling of his idiocy/awesomeness.

Posted by: Draco18s May 11 2010, 12:39 AM

Reminds me of the time my group drove through the underground Renraku Mall in order to evade a helicopter.

I, the rigger, was currently busy keeping the cyberzombie we'd stolen in Cold storage (we didn't know what it was until it woke up...due to bullet holes in its containment pod), so it was Twitch at the wheel. We drove over a remarkably small number of pedestrians (only about 50 died).

Completely by accident we turned up at the funeral service two weeks later (we were extracting a guy) and the make summoned a F1 spirit for about 2 weeks worth of service to haunt the "24 hour memorial" setup so that it couldn't be taken down without ghostly moans and groans and crying.

Posted by: Gyro May 11 2010, 01:50 AM

Last time I played... A gmpc spec op and myself (rigger) were getting some data out of a gang hideout (old abandoned warehouse); the spec op failed a roll and was noticed... long story short; 10 to 1 odds; the spec op with her pistols and me with a VTOL upgraded roadmaster (my gm wanted to see where i was going with the concept) with a popup twin belt fed gattling gun system; I unloaded into the side of the building causing a collapse of one side and a near miss for the spec op.... How much damage do you think a wall would do?

Posted by: koogco May 11 2010, 04:32 PM

Our games are usually not to the pink mohawk side, but here are a few funny situations.

We were up against another team, trying to get ahold of the same Lone Star cop, who for some reason had some valuable data in his implanted comlink. Now, we where almost just started, and the other team seemed alot stronger than us, but didnt seem as inspired (not to mention that we had some good yakuza contacts that helped out)
At any rate, fighting soon ensued at a local docwagon hospital, we were fighting well, completely anihilating one of their members. When their dwarf tries to escape out the window, using climbing equipment. We were two adepts who entered the room and found out that he was on his way down. I jammed his ropes in place with my survival knife, broke off the handle, and left him there to be picked off by the star. soon after, our two gunbunnies are captured by the other team, and left hanging in a safehouse (this made for an extreme amount of silly jokes about hanging out and so on). This is the point where we got alot of help from the yakuza, including some deal with an extremely cybered troll who makes short work of the other teams troll. We then proceeded with vehicle combat trough the streets of seattle, it was good fun.

Another funny incident (albeit not much pink mohawk about it) was when our "wired reflexes-hobo" (with a somewhat shy bot croaky personality) went in a hand to hand fight with a low grade guard in a toilet. Thus ensued some of the worst attack rolls and best dodge rolls i have ever seen in the time i have played shadowrun, but in summary; for several combat rounds, neither was able to hit the other, although our guy managed to shock himself at one point (shock gloves). The fight ended with the guard smashing his head into the sink during a spectacular attempt at dodging a blow. In this same run, the team ended up putting all of the unconcious guards in humiliating positions, naked, locked to the toilet. They really deserved notority for that, but the GM (me) was too entertained.

An older case, from when we had just started playing shadowrun went like this: our min-maxed team of players had entered the hotel where our target, the troll, was. And we proceded to get up there, where i head-butted him to near death (my troll had an obvious cyberskull, and he critically glitched his dodge...) Then we discussed how to get him out of the room, as we didnt want to leave a corpse. after deciding he was too large to roll up in the carpet and carry down, our mage proceeded to summon a large beast spirit (i cant remember which force, but it was fairly strong) he then asked the spirit to get him down to the car without being seen.
In the meantime, our getaway driver was having trouble with the yakuza (turned out they owned the hotell, but we didnt know, since we where not very good at japanese) Aparantly, he had parked in their private parking space. He was about to leave, when a third floor window opened, followed by a loud "bump" and a big mark on the ground underneath the window. then there was footsteps towards the car, the trunk opened, the rear of the car lowered some 10cm, and then the trunk closed again. This was ofcause an invisible beast spirit carrying an invisible troll (noone had told it it couldn't be heard). And it took us endless amounts of roleplaying to convince the yakuza NOT to look in the trunk. We got away in the end, and proceeded to steal our targets car and sell his body to organ leggers. All in all, it was definatly our most pink mohawk run ever, but it was great fun, and a run to remember.

Edited for spelling and such.

Posted by: Man-of-many-Chars May 11 2010, 04:58 PM

A funny thing I once entertained as a GM:
Planned Infiltration of Corporate Compound.
Plan A: Call a Pizzaboy, knock him out and then take his place to deliver pizza.
Plan was good, but no hand-to-hand combat guy, so they are nearly mopped up by a pizzaboy (agreed, a bit older) with some experience in barroom brawls.
Final act one: Shoot the pizzaboy with gel ammunition.

Act Two: Entering the compound.
At the gates, some bad arguments with the guards, some bad rolls so the guns get out and blazing.
Bad thinking: Gel ammunition through security glass.

It took a bit longer, but they managed to grab the loot and get out

Decision after this: Never again Gel! (3rd Edition)

Posted by: augmentin May 11 2010, 06:29 PM

From SR2: We were hired by the Mafia to rig the Seahawks' Superbowl game (for some reason being played at Qwest Stadium) by kidnapping and drugging their troll QB, Samuel Lomptee, but one of our teammates was a huge Seahawks fan so we double crossed them to "Save Samuel!" (This later became the team's battle cry.) The mafia found out and triple crossed us. Samuel was killed in the crossfire and LoneStar had us pegged as the shooters. The run should have ended in failure there, but the Seahawks fan on the team convinces everyone to sneak into the stadium and rig the game back in the Seahawks favor via magical/matrix means. We had a charisma maxed female elf face named Margaret Rita (say it fast) whose player description was "the chick on the cover of the BBB, but hispanic." The face gets us disguised and into the big game, but a LoneStar spider IDs us anyway. As we're making our way within magical range of the field, a LoneStar team corners us. The face (who always carries her Ingram Smartguns in a Guitar case-yeah, think El Marachi) shouts "LoneStar killed Samuel!" Re-rolls several sixes and the crowd mobs the LoneStar team. The face then starts a wave in the crowd, uses the guitar case to surf said wave, hits the opposing QB (Cowboys, IIRC) on the field with a silenced smargun shot, and the Seahawks win the Super Bowl! Score one for the face. The mage, street sam, and decker never got to do a thing and we still went home happy.

Posted by: Man-of-many-Chars May 11 2010, 07:54 PM

Another nice one from me:
Fast Eddie, Adept with social heavy orientation but not good at anything else (including a favorite of my team mate, the one initiative pass he had) pulled of some fine stunts. He was heavy on the mohawk/cool-side. It didn't mater if he had chances to do something, it had to be cool! Examples included cool acts of bike driving, especcially when he used a Colt assault rifle one handed while biking to nearly kill the driver of a van through the side window, not able to see through tinted glass.

All these stunts were done with great fun and Eddie didn't get hurt even when crashing with the aforementioned bike. We did this with a team of new to the shadows guys, all without much experience. Then came the day we had to do some hunting of a toxic mage. With some guys for assistance we got into the sewers and found the mage and his pupil. At this moment Eddie did something that was essentially safe... While the pupil tried to climb a ladder and got stopped by our Orc Adept for hand-to-hand combat. I thought it a nice act to use a point of edge to go first and fire a single round of Ex-ammunition into his back with the aforementioned assault rifle. I refrained from using a salvo and just used a single round. Due to circumstance modifiers I used another (my last) point of edge for a long shot test and so I rolled three dice. They all ended up on ones. That was quite a situation. Our GM thought some time and exploded the round in the chamber. Eddie survived that. On second thought he exploded the other rounds in the magazine too. And just that session I found and pointeds out the large clip size of 40 bullets. I don't know what he was expecting when I rolled my dice and was quite some way over my damage chart. He looked a bit shocked when I exclaimed the death of Eddie and tried to find his way out of this situation.

Well, now he has to live with the Sarge, a quite old orc, veteran of duty in the salish defence force and quite pragmatic... His bad luck

Posted by: Caadium May 11 2010, 11:20 PM

Just after SR 3 came out I was with a group of people fairly new to SR. Since the GM was most used to SR2 we were playing a hybrid (SR3 skills and characters, SR2 timeline and initiative). Run was a simple armored car heist.

First round, sniper and Shaman manage to disable the vehicle then the Troll Luche Libre Physad (complete with mask) busts into the locked back only to find a cybered troll. As the van rocks and bucks the trolls spill out and as the round comes to an end the wrestler powerbombs the cyber-troll to knock him out. As he's flying through the air the Shaman (who'd been waiting to go) finally gets of a D level Stunbolt, hitting just as the powebomb finishes. What you wound up with was a dead troll due to damage transfer. When the dust settled, it turned out the case they were grabbing contained a chimpanzee that had been involved in cyber/bio expirimentation. As such, the chimp could communicate with the team and bonded with the wrestler. Years later, as a different group was hitting a lab, the chimp was sitting in a cage, watching and cheering for a troll Luche Libre wrestler; only myself and one other person got the reference.

I also ran for a group that involved one of the most paranoid players that I ever knew; stupid paranoid. In one instance his dwarf rigger had knocked a security rigger out and proceeded to steal his drone when they left thinking they'd found their target (they literally grabbed the first person they saw). When it turned out they had the wrong person they figured a quick return would give them the element of surprise. Imagine their surprise when the now conscious rigger saw his stolen drone pop-back onto his network (they never bothered turning it off, and had it inside their RV). It turned into a fight against the drone inside the RV.

That same group was later hired to remove a BTL production facility from the Barrens. Figuring it was the Barrens and nobody would mind, they strapped some explosives to a skimmer and were sending them through the sewers to blow the building while they safely monitored the situation (and prepared to clean-up any escapees), from a few blocks away. By calling for some sensor tests and making appropriate GM "hmms" the paranoid rigger freaked and blew the bomb early; under the intersection that his teammates were near. Adventure ended with RV driving off and the Troll and Minotaur jumping from the 4th floor of a collapsing building then using drugs and pain editors to run off.

Posted by: Veggiesama May 12 2010, 03:27 AM

Disguised as a janitor, one player smuggles his pet cheetah (don't ask) into a corporate chop-shop. The cheetah hid quietly in a garbage can, pushed around on a janitor's cart. When the group found what they were looking for, they needed a quick diversion to grab the goods and make an escape. So the player kicked over the can and boldly announced in his character's Bostonian accent,

"Oh my gawd! There's a cheetah in the surgery room!"

Cue rampant, side-splitting hilarity. The cheetah starts hopping on tables and terrifying doctors. I seem to remember the group's hacker crawling into the garbage can while they wildly pushed the cart down the halls, bullets flying and hacked doors popping open on the way. One guy was administering first aid to him, while the other was pushing the cart and flinging spells at the pursuers. Good times.

Posted by: Stahlseele May 12 2010, 08:40 AM

What happened to the poor cheetah?

Posted by: Cardul May 12 2010, 09:58 AM

You know..I officially view one of the key phrases to a successful Pink Mohawk group to always have to include
somewhere "Don't Ask." And, nice to see people are not automatically equating Pink Mohawk with the CLUE Files.
Remember: Pink Mohawk is about being outlandish, cool, and over the top. It is not always a failure....

And, the Luche Libre Troll Adept? PRICELESS!

Posted by: Prime Mover May 12 2010, 01:55 PM

Old SR1/SR2 team facing off against their long time recurring foe's, Hard Case and Mister Stone in a crowded museum. Having recovered a large dose of "Doom" before they could release it. Teams Troll adept refuses to let these guys escape his wrath yet again, tosses the vials down an elevator shaft behind the retreating villains.

Posted by: Cardul May 12 2010, 04:17 PM

That is not Pink Mohawk...that is just vindictive...I mean, seriously, how was that over the top and crazy? Pink Mohawk does not equal war-crimes!

Posted by: Caadium May 12 2010, 07:30 PM

I forgot to mention, his horns were chromed, sticking through the Luche Libre mask. There was nothing about that character that was 'low-key'. In any mirrorshades type environment he'd have been nabbed instantly.

I don't know if this contact counts as Pink Mohawk or not, but a guy I played SR2 with had a recurring fixer contact that one of his old GMs had used. It has since passed down the list and I use it.

Fixer named "Mr. Rodgers". Older white guy, wears cardigans, a little deranged, called everyone his neighbor but a great fixer. If you were looking for info or contacts he'd check with his "friends" in the "land of make believe", and if you even used him to buy something an ork on a scooter, dressed as a 20th century postman, delivered it. As he arrived he'd beep his horn, claim "Speedy delivery!" and do business. Claimed that he hated the uniform, but Mr. Rodgers made it worthwhile.

Posted by: Draco18s May 12 2010, 07:40 PM

Epic.

Posted by: Biffles May 12 2010, 07:52 PM

We had a group of completely new players (I had played once before, but it was SR3 and we were playing SR4). I played the mage, and our GM wasn't very familiar with the magic system, so I was easily overpowered (we didn't even do anything with drain, it was bad). Anyway, we were doing a datasteal mission and needed to get into a corp building. We had to do it soon, and it was during the day, so we needed to get in while people were working. I take no responsibility for the "plan" we came up with it, which really lacked any form of communication between anyone in the group.

The hacker gets into the building's node and sets off a fire alarm in the building. The guards all evacuate out to the front of the building. Our Face looks at his character sheet and smiles when he sees he picked a Pimp as one of his contacts. He calls him up, and has him send down some women to distract the guards.

The guards are pretty well distracted at this point, but the only one of us that had any stealth skills was our hacker/sniper, who refused to leave the building he was perched in. Our gunbunny gets anxious and chucks a couple smoke grenades at the throng of guards out front, who immediately open fire at us. Our team fires back, and I start Powerballing. Of course, none of us had taken vision enhancements because we're all new and had no idea what we were doing, so no one can see through the smoke. We shoot a lot of prostitutes.

Once the gunbunny realizes we're not any closer to getting into the building, he hotwires a truck and starts driving it towards the building entrance, spraying foam explosive on the floorboards as he goes (also mowing down some more prostitutes as he makes it through the smoke). Once he's through the smoke, he hops out of the truck and blows it right as it hits the building. It knocks him unconscious, and a few of the guards.

Eventually the smoke clears and the guards start shooting at us again. There's still a lot of guards, and by now they're probably getting backup. Our Face calls up the Pimp again and tells him that "They killed a bunch of your prostitutes! You had better get down here." The pimp shows up soon with a few guys and helps us take out the rest of the guards. The face somehow convinces the pimp to watch the front while we go inside the building.

The rest of mission involved the Sammy smashing the elevator controls to get it to work (the hacker was taking "too long") and us waiting 10 minutes for the Hacker to leave his perch and come over to the building we were in, get up to our floor, so he could jack into the computer we needed to access.

Edit: Ugh, sorry for the wall of text. Formatting.

Posted by: Doc Byte May 12 2010, 08:21 PM

Once we were guests at some pirats' party. You know how to turn a huge beer barrel into a never empty beer barrel? - Summon a beer spirit inside the barrel!

Posted by: Dumori May 12 2010, 08:30 PM

Is that a sepical type of the wealth power? As I quite like the ammo version in FA modded super warhawk...

Posted by: Veggiesama May 12 2010, 09:48 PM

He did not go hungry that night.

Posted by: Caadium May 12 2010, 10:32 PM

Another Pink Mohawkish moment I just remembered:

In a Devner game I'm running there is another runner team the PCs have dealt with a couple of times. So far its stayed professional, but they do compete for business and will wind up on the wrong side of the same run at some point. The reason I mention it in this thread is that the group is based on the cast of "Things to do in Denver When You're Dead." I don't have the sheets nearby, and that game has taken a little break due to RL shcedules, but I believe the breakdown when something like this:

Jimmy the Saint - Face Adept
Critical Bill - Troll Tank
Easy Wynn - Mage
Pieces - Orc Gun Bunny Sammie type
Franchise - Dwarf Technomancer

If you've not seen the movie, I suggest you try to track it down. It's a great SR flick in my opinion.

Posted by: ClemulusRex May 13 2010, 12:24 AM

Oh, man. These guys need to hang out with my team. Toward the tail end of 3rd Ed. I ran a group of friends on the "Mercurial" adventure that I converted on the fly. A couple of the players had some knowledge of the setting, but no one had ever played before. I've mentioned a couple of these characters before, but here they are in greater detail (and in ascending order of insanity.)

"Purrrsia", an elven shaman with, you guessed it, Cat as her mentor spirit. Not much exciting about the character other than the awful pun. Her player was relatively new to gaming and was struggling just to stay afloat in SR, having really only played D&D.

"Doc", a hardboiled, trenchcoat-wearing dwarf detective. He also drove the van. No 'Ware to speak of, but his signature piece of equipment was an Enfield AR7 Assault Shotgun that was tricked out with every piece of recoil compensation he could get his hands on. I imagined that the gas vent system looked like a hot-rod's exhaust pipes and that it came complete with flames painted down the side and fuzzy dice hanging from the barrel. After learning the ropes a bit, the player lamented not getting any initiative increases until I pointed out that every Simple Action he took in combat caused an enemy to turn into a fine red mist.

"Wildridge", a human samurai with a blue mohawk who didn't need any more weaponry than his trusty Ares Predator in one hand, and his retractable, Dikote-treated, Wolverine-style spurs poking out of the other. Despite having hundreds of thousands of nuyen worth of wired reflexes and muscle aug/toner, he lived in a cardboard box at the end of an alley where he had his BMW Blitzen buried under a pile of trash and his grenades stashed in a shoebox. An accomplished *ahem* "field surgeon", he also had a respectable Biotech score and plenty of associated knowledge skills ("my system contains detailed medical files") suggesting that he might have been pre-med before running the shadows...

And the nutjob that hijacked the game and set the tone from scene one by bounding through the doors of the Stuffer Shack and declaring to the gangers in the process of holding it up: "Stand aside, citizen! My master requires microwave burritos, and LO KWAN: MASTER of the MARTIAL ARTS shall not be deterred!!!" Lo Kwan's real name was Simon McCaffrey, and had been languishing in the Shady Acres Rest Facility with an early onset of dementia when he received a late onset of magical Awakening as a PhysAd (not exactly possible under canon, I know). Imagine a super-fit dude in his 60's wearing sandals, pants from a karate gi, shirtless, with an unzipped armor jacket with a glowing neon dragon insignia (like you might see in the window of a cheap Chinese take-out place) on the back, topped off by a WWI aviator's cap and goggles, and speaking like a melodramatic cartoon super-hero.

Aside from his S-level killing hands, his arsenal included personalized brass-knuckles that left the phrase "Your day has been ruined by Lo Kwan" imprinted on his enemies' flesh, and for ranged combat he hurled "Kwanarangs." I ruled these to be impact-detonated airfoil grenades, but the player later decided that they were simply NERF footballs with sticks of dynamite drilled into one end.

Did I mention that he inexplicably had two dice in Pilot: Submarine, but no other vehicle skills?

Lo Kwan's contacts included Boris "the Wookie" Barzov, former Russian wrestler turned owner and proprietor of "Dong Zhuo's Olde Tyme Chinese Tavern"; the wizened Chinese mystic (who may or may not have actually been a magician) Ezekiel Tamagotchi, Lo Kwan's "master" and go partner at Dong Zhuo's--played by James Hong (Lo Pan from B.T.I.L.C.) in 1990's Seattle grundge-rocker drag; and Enrique Jones, the janitor at the Shady Acres Rest Facility and Lo Kwan's "fixer", whose office was the rest home's utility closet. His arch nemesis was Nurse Brown, head nurse at Shady Acres, who inflicted such fiendish tortures as requiring Lo Kwan to finish his rice pudding and be in bed by 2200--not to mention that he had to sneak out at night under her watchful eye in order to go out and "fight crime."

One of the defining moments of the game was when the entire group, Maria Mercurial in tow, actually sneaked in to Lo Kwan's room at Shady Acres in order to hide out from assassins. Hilarious sitcom hi-jinks ensued as Lo Kwan struggled to conceal his guests from a nosy and suspicious Nurse Brown.

Then of course there was the requisite tossing the bodies in the back of the van and driving them to the organlegger, only having to evade Lone Star pursuit by tossing said bodies on to the hood of the patrol car a la "Robocop".

To this day, all I have to do is think about that game and I begin giggling uncontrollably.

Sorry that was long, but I had to get that out of my system.

Posted by: Drace May 13 2010, 04:54 AM

Sorry, all I can think of is American Psycho when he loses it near the end with the cop car.

Some of the best pink mohawk moments in my games always come from the gang level ones.

For some reason players seem to think that if you are in the barrens and decide that a neighbour gang is getting too close to your 'turf', no one is going to care that you are driving an uber-armoured roadmaster launching grenades from firing ports while the troll gun-bunny decides to let loose with over 3000 rounds of Ex-Ex at the public crowd.

Why did the GM let us do this? I dont know. How did we get away with it? The van was loaded with a set of corpses and enough c4 that it was near 1/10 kiloton blast and we had strong OU contacts.

Posted by: Kronk2 May 13 2010, 05:18 AM

it was our second night playing sr4 after it came out, had a buddy who was playing an adept, kill a feathered serpent with a mag light, in 2 rounds of combat.

Posted by: Teulisch May 13 2010, 05:46 AM

my group is fairly black trenchcoat, with a couple minor exceptions.

the one hacker, had a casemod to his commlink so it looked like Guitar hero. one of the others (i forget who) paid an npc hacker to spam him with polka music (a running gag in our group with his characters).

now when left to their own devices, the adept face started a cult (cult of 31, with pink jackets. yes it was a baskin robins theme). and the rigger had some fun in a race with a million nuyen prize- he got a nicely decorated bus, put humanoid drones in it, and actualy won the race despite a few problems... he invested his million in a nice stock portfolio, but lost everything when his fake SIN was blown later that session on their getaway.

i tried to give em a bunch of fun toys (including a bug spirit larva symbiote) but for some odd reason they didnt want them... even though they let aztechnology put cranial bombs in their heads (because the ware was cheap at their beta clinic!). aztech was very happy with all the nice biotech the runners brought them after all, even if the johnson was killed by sniper fire.

Posted by: last_of_the_great_mikeys May 13 2010, 07:46 AM

Go http://forums.dumpshock.com/index.php?showtopic=31140. I cannot think of a cooler moment. Ever!

Posted by: Lansdren May 13 2010, 08:14 AM

We have a few moments of mohawkness in our games the worst I'm afraid were caused by my Mage with the shapechange spell

The drake in the team had done a grab and run on a item we extracting under heavy fire. After flying in at high speed and just managing to grip the damm thing (A bronze helmet we were told had no magical properties when we agreed to do the job) became stuck to his foot and he couldnt let go.

After much silliness flying around with what amounted to a very bling bit of foot jewerly he lands beside the van and tries to shift back. For some reason he cant go back to human form or drop the thing, hoping for the best I overcast shapechange on him and due to some lucky rolls (edged on the drain) and because the GM just hadnt seen it coming I again created a DragonPig small enough that we could fit him in the van with everyone else (little scaly foot still stuck to the helmet).

What I didnt know at the time was the GM had planned a dogfight for the Drake and something airborne as we went to the drop off but was so pleased we found another way out he allowed it.

Posted by: Cardul May 13 2010, 09:56 AM

There is a Fixer I use in all my Seattle-based games. Ork Fixer, gold teeth, yellow suit, faux-leopard skin lined, to the huge double breasted jacket, platform shoes with goldfish in them, wide brimmed(as in..out to his shoulders) yellow hat with a HUGE arse yellow ostrich feather. Goes by the name Frederick Olivier Hollywood. He also doubles as a low end johnson for handling repossessions. The earliest job I used him in(2nd Edition), he hired the team to repossess the synthacardium of a dwarf child(on a little league team...the wealthy parents thought that, since it was done by a street doc, they didn't have to pay). Frederick keeps the heart preserved in a small jar..Yes, he really does have the heart of a small child that he keeps in a jar on his desk. And the speech that I give runners when he first starts working with them always involves him telling the story...and putting the jar on the desk...and saying "Now...if I hired someone to do that for one of my clients...imagine what I would do if you crossed me?"

Oh...and Frederick is a physical Adept to boot...In one game, I actually had a player get on Frederick's bad side. Fredericks response was simple "If you keep doing that, I am going to rip your heart out through your ass." You
guessed it...player did not cease and desist..so, when you make a statement like that...Level D killing hands, and a strong Ork...the player failed to stage down the damage(5 soak successes, verse 7 successes on the damage roll)....
Yes, Frederick really DID rip the guy's heart out through his ass...and then billed the guys next of kin for the
dry-cleaning.

Posted by: Draco18s May 13 2010, 02:44 PM

Western drake, I assume?

Posted by: Lansdren May 14 2010, 08:12 AM

Easten actually, he has a custome nodachi which he uses like a katana in drake form.
He thinks its badass and I dont have the heart to tell him how silly it looks

Posted by: Caadium May 14 2010, 09:12 AM

How does he use that without hands?

Posted by: Lansdren May 14 2010, 09:24 AM

Eastern dragons have have oposable thumbs hence it being a custom job in human its massive but in drake its more to scale

Posted by: Draco18s May 14 2010, 01:17 PM

Rule of Cool.

My eastern drake has a Katar. And being of the cloak and dagger type, a katar was one of the best melee weapons I could pick up.

Posted by: Prime Mover May 14 2010, 02:41 PM

Wiping out a museum full of people and nearly himself in broad daylight to get two guys. Guess I just thought that seemed over the top.

Posted by: Sixgun_Sage May 14 2010, 06:33 PM

You know, should have thought of this thread but... mentioned it in things I'm no longer allowed to do first. The team had to get in to a guarded facility with surveillance systems all throughout... except the roof. My character (yay, I got to play for once!) is a troll street sam/ infiltration expert who is in a B&E focused street gang with a love of extreme sports. When going over the data on the facility my character points at the big old hole in their security, when the rigger pointed out the team had no aerial assets I point at my parasailing gear (for some reason team discussions always happen in my character's apartment, something about furniture being crushed by the trog's big hoop or some such). Since my character was the only one with the needed skills we hook his gear to the back of the rigger's vehicle, get a good bit of speed going and my character parasails (in synth-leather duster and mirror shades) over the security systems to break in and steal the McGuffin. the ex-filtration was a mess, eventually he got spotted and it devolved into a gunfight, still pulled it off though.

Posted by: Stahlseele May 14 2010, 07:02 PM

*nods* that's beautifull ^^

Posted by: Draco18s May 14 2010, 07:12 PM

Where was that story of that one thief who stole something by doing just that?

It was post on dumpshock a month or two ago. Guy parachuted down and stole the thing (all I remember is that it's star shaped, has lots of diamonds, and that there are very few of them left, originally made for a queen of England) and no one realized that it was stolen.

Posted by: imperialus May 15 2010, 02:00 AM

3rd Ed, running a conversion of the a 2nd ed adventure, the name of which escapes me (though I think it was from SuperTuesday).

At any rate the adventure led us to some illegal rave that was taking place in a mall, and we were supposed to find a guy there who might have some information we needed. Unfortunately the mall happened to be the mall where our gunbunny who had the dayjob flaw worked as a security guard.

Upon seeing hoodlums trashing his mall "The Colonel" decided to disperse the crowd. He stood on a table at one end of the foodcourt with a megaphone and shouted "disperse!" immediately following it up with a couple hand grenades.

Then there was a lot of running, some screaming, automatic weapons fire, and then Lone Star pulled up.

We ended up escaping into Redmond driving a hijacked Police van, sorta like that scene out of Robocop.

There was also the time we dropped a fuel air bomb on a Triad Warehouse in Hong Kong but I suspect Dwight could elaborate on that better than me... I was busy caught up trying to outmanuver another PC and prevent him from releasing a bioweapon into the city.

Posted by: Banaticus May 15 2010, 05:14 AM

Thank you, I just finished watching it. That was a great movie and it had Shadowrun written all over it.

It was the movie Dhoom:2

Posted by: Draco18s May 15 2010, 05:22 AM

No, wasn't that movie. Actual thief. News article was linked here a few months back. They caught him because he'd made mistakes in one job, and it took them forever to track him down.

He loved going into under construction banks and putting in his own surveillance equipment and building backdoors.

Posted by: Faraday May 15 2010, 05:25 AM

I read the story in some magazine, great story if I do say so myself.

Posted by: Banaticus May 15 2010, 06:16 AM

Hmm, I found this: http://www.usairnet.com/2009/04/police-soar-to-catch-a-thief/

Posted by: Caadium May 15 2010, 06:22 AM

Boat Drinks!

Posted by: Draco18s May 15 2010, 02:53 PM

Hehe.

Posted by: AKWeaponsSpecialist May 17 2010, 12:24 PM

Just now happened; I hired a hacker just for my entrance, and he hacked some service drones just to break through some windows and play Ride of the Valkyries while I used Suppressive Fire to sweep a crowd (including hostages) with gel rounds from the ceiling, riding down on another drone. The fledgling GM learned not to agree to something before I told her what I'm hiring the character for lol

Posted by: Cardul May 17 2010, 03:23 PM

Yes..that is the wrong order. Mind you, any Pink Mohawk GM would have heard you out, and then agreed. A *GOOD* pink mohawk GM would have heard you out, and then
given you pointed questions to make it even COOLER!

Posted by: Artemis May 18 2010, 10:03 AM

I was running the Thrash the body electric mission in Denver, the group did a couple of recons and were a bit put off by the layout and that Ares were right next door. I tell them its getting late and the plant is shutting down when one of them asks whats across the road from the plant. I tell him its some run down warehouses/factories at which point he starts jabbering in Danish to the rest of the team - I'm Scottish so I dont understand what their saying and I demand to know what their muttering about, turns out hes having a plan.

One of the guys has a high loyalty pimp, and drug dealer, another is hooked into the local anarchists and another has gang contacts and yet another has a very connected fixer by mixing these together they somehow get the idea of throwing a rave.
They organise vans to bring people out pay off a hacker to sort a temporary permit to ward off the Zeddies and give out free booze. While their setting up a couple of the hookers "get lost" and stop for directions at the guard hut they convince the guards to come over once their finished.
After a while they start spiking the free drink with coke and speed then they blow up the generator and bust up the gangers' bikes while wearing the invited guards jackets. Once the power dies the anarchist runs into the room and shouts that the rentacops across the road have "killed our buzz", cue instant riot

Their own security footage even backed up some of the legal challenges by sinner gang members because of the permit.


EDIT for spelling

Posted by: Stahlseele May 18 2010, 10:16 AM

Impressive O.o

Posted by: Cardul May 18 2010, 10:41 AM

Yes, it is. I wish my players could pull something like that off...but no, no-one ever tries
anything crazy...

Posted by: Teryn180 May 18 2010, 10:28 PM

The Shaman in the group I'm in likes to crash helicopters in to things. A lot.

Posted by: nemafow May 19 2010, 04:39 AM

Yeah me too, that was pretty damn good..

Posted by: Cardul May 19 2010, 11:42 AM

Not actually done this in a game, but a concept I have toyed with.

Troll Magician with a synthethic cyberarm, and a cyberspur that pops from the palm. The spur,
along the non-cutting portion has a naked length of copper wire. Magician knows
an indirect lightning combat spell.

In an interrogation with two subjects, the troll puts the big hand over the head of one subject,
and casually explains to the other subject that, if he does not want what is going to happen to
his friend to happen to him, start talking now...and then pops the spur, and, before the blood
starts, kicks off the lightning spell. This will likely kill the subject in a manner with much twitching
and screaming, and, all in all, look VERY nasty...

Posted by: Caadium May 20 2010, 06:28 AM

Okay, I totally spaced on something that some might consider pink-mohawk. The game I've been running has been on a hiatus for a while so I didn't even think of it. However, the way it is set-up, the characters have been unknowingly working towards helping someone open Jurassic Park. They've been doing some data steals, people grabs, tech grabs, etc. They've been working for various shell johnsons and when its all said and done they will be shown the fruit of their labor and wind up dropped-into the middle of it and I hope for an epic "We've got to get the fuck out of here," finale. Part of how I've kept them off the track is that I mix in sessions (and runs when I can) that get into characters backgrounds. An angry ex-lover here, a former employer the PC ran from there, etc.

In any case, dropping PCs into a SR version of Jurassic Park, which they had a hand in creating, had a certain pink-mohawk element to me.

Posted by: Teknobabel May 20 2010, 12:26 PM

This would have been back in 2003, just after the dvd for The Late Show came out, was an aussie sketch comedy show from 92-93 so you had to be at least 28 years old now to get the references. I remember it mainly because the GM was clearly trying to get as many pop culture references in as he possibly could, which resulted in us mostly losing the plot and just winging it.

The group got hired to recover a racehorse (called Dufflecoat Supreme, only racehorse to suffer gout and was trained on beer) by a pair of fixers (Graham and the Colonel, was their racehorse that had been nicked a month earlier), so the group tools up and plans to nick the racehorse in transit, the decker finds out when its being moved and off we go. He of course failed a few rolls and the GM decides to let us instead nick the wrong horse, a Shetland pony. And since we didn't get a chance to look in the horse float until after we'd nicked it (I found out 3 years later he borrowed this story from the Lock Stock TV Series), we got forced to keep it since it (In the GM's words) "took a liking to the troll that's wearing that akubra hat". So we now had to refind the horse and get it from Sydney to Melbourne for the Melbourne Cup later that week, while dragging along a shetland pony.

We of course all figured that the GM was pulling a massive April Fool's on us, especially after the decker did some more looking and found a way to trace the horse: Through sales of his favourite beer. So anyway, we capture the horse, get him in a horse float (the one we nicked the shetland in) and start heading south, just the 5 of us, one shetland pony, and a racehorse suffering from gout. The 3 car convoy was also carrying 8 44gallon drums of the horses favourite beer.

We figured the GM was joking about that as well until the 2nd day on the road down to Melbourne when the GM, whilst tripping balls, decides we should go Mad Max 2 style where everyone wants beer. So he has Humungus rock up with his crew and demands all our beer. By now we decided the GM was actually tripping balls and were a little pissed. So the gunbunny broke out his guns (ares HVAR), the physad broke out the dikote arrows (yeah the GM let that one through), and Troll with the akubra broke out the PAC (which he hadn't told the GM he'd packed his bags with). The GM got really pissed about seeing 20 of his Humungus posse destroyed and out of spite had the last go ganger chuck a grenade into the van that the troll was driving (with the Shetland Pony) and kills it.

This really pissed off the troll since he had gotten attached to the horse (he thought it was just like having a puppy) and now the only place he could ride in the convoy was in the horse float with Dufflecoat Supreme as his van was gone. And he went on a killing spree of go-gangers from albury clear through to the outskirts of melbourne.

I can't remember how the rest of the trip went but it ended with the Troll with the akubra riding Dufflecoat Supreme the last 800 metres to the racetrack after the convoy got stopped just short of the objective (cue The Man From Snowy River theme song being played).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7-cz5t_hdqo&feature=related

We didn't let him GM again until he promised no more pop culture ripoffs.

And the other Pink Mohawk moment was the troll called Swiss Toni.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hr3hP0CeiQo

every single play session he had to make at least 10 comparisons like the youtube link or he'd be docked karma by the GM.

wall of text I know, sorry for that

Posted by: Gyro May 20 2010, 09:14 PM

Ok; came up with this while getting frustrated over on another topic...

A troll female named Buttercup (loves lots of makeup but still looks like the ugly tree stomped her a new one) drives her powder pink dune buggy into a crowded mall the week before christmas... on the back stands an ork named Killer (Has a mohawk that changes color; currently set to chasing colors) and he is in control of a mounted pneumatic slingshot; what is he slinging you may ask.... Their ammo of choice is modified bust a move toys. They look like teddy bears except they have red glowing eyes, sharp teeth, and catch phrases; did i mention the mono wire and claymore finish.

As the toys fly through the air superman style screaming things like "will you be my friend" and "come play with me" (there's more but hey) they stretch the mono wire between their paws; they slice they dice they make julienne fries; then after a minute or two of bloody carnage the little buggers explode.

I know its not so much a pink mohawk moment as a cry for help but that's why i changed my sig

Posted by: Udoshi May 20 2010, 09:41 PM

I'm sorry, I read this, and all I can think of is a police dude with a fiber optic hair- mohawk setting it to alternate between blue and red during chase scenes - police blinkers on his head, and spamming the hell out of everyone in AR-broadcast range with a commlink transmitted siren-sound, and orders to pull over.

Thought I'd share.

Posted by: Gyro May 20 2010, 09:51 PM

glad you did that is pretty funny... i forgot to mention they played http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V92OBNsQgxU on a loud speaker on their little romp

Posted by: Lansdren May 24 2010, 11:28 AM

During a tricky protection job we managed to snag one of the other team (a physical adept who had taken a bit of a bashing) and decided to interrogate him.

After two failed attempts by the face to scare the little sod (some good rolls on behalf of the npc) My mage decided to edge a couple of intimidations.

The first was putting a knife into the guys shoulder and passing a low force lighting bolt down the blade (this didn’t have the desired effect)

The Second involved a be right back guys from my mage and some additional intimidation by the rest of the gang. A couple of hours later he’s back carrying a sealed container with “warning dangerous material” all over it. Most of this was handled with role play with the odd roll where needed but the scene played out like this

With the door to the interrogation room slightly open when my mage explains to the group "Right lads I have something here that should take the shine out of that little sod next door" and explains how he knows a guy who knows a guy and has got hold of some of that FAB stuff they used over in Chicago. When half the team back off suddenly (they are mostly awakened) leaving the Street Sam going why what is it. Giving just the right moment to explain in detail how the contents of the jar will slowly eat away at the adepts ability leaving him completely mundane and as such it’s the Sam who will have to do it as none of us are risking the damage.

To cut a long story short my mage in very detailed way explains that when he leaves the room his beautiful assistant (the Sam is a female elf) will start slowly applying the contents of the container which will over a day or two slowly eat away at the adepts soul removing every trace of his ability and scaring him in the astral for all to see as a reminder not to F*%K with us.

He pretty quickly spilled his guts and gave us all the info.

A min or so later after passing the info to the rest of the team the drake turns and asks can we get rid of that stuff as its making him nervous My mage replies “what this” whilst opening the jar and sticking a finger in. “its just lime jelly, its pretty good you want some”

My GM was nice enough to award some Karma for good RP and a different way of intimidation rather then just the normal slaps them around thing.

Posted by: Raven the Trickster Jun 1 2010, 03:04 AM

This forum has been distinctly lacking in pink mohawk silliness to lighten up people's moods this week. Surely players are still doing crazy things? With any luck I might get a chance to add to this thread soon if I can ever get my game off the ground.

Posted by: Banaticus Jun 1 2010, 05:24 AM

It's Memorial Day weekend here in America -- a lot of people have been building up to the holiday. Next week will probably be spent catching up and getting back on track, so try around the second Saturday in June.

Posted by: Sixgun_Sage Jun 1 2010, 03:54 PM

A friend ran a one off game just to see what sort of wierdness we could create, I made a surged mystic adept based around Davey Jones from the PotC movies...

Posted by: Krrayn Jun 3 2010, 05:32 PM

Team consisted of an ork hacker (me), a troll physad, and a human sam (ex-military cyber-monkey etc.).

We take it upon ourselves to go after a yakuza majordomo we've butted heads with in the past who is holed up on a massive private yacht in the bay, where the person we need to rescue is being held. The sam and physad actually swim out to the ship and use homemade pipe bombs to blow the underwater doors leading to a small submersible bay, while I hack into the ship from the shore.

Shenanigans ensue, and the sam and adept make it to the stairwell leading up to the ship's bridge where the majordomo and her bodyguard are holed up. By the way, never underestimate the ability of a hacker to handle magic threats. Fire elemental + sprinkler system = lots of not really dangerous steam.

The sam is extracting the prisoner while the troll is hanging off a spiral staircase trying to get a bead on the last two baddies while dodging grenades and gunfire being thrown down the stairs. The ship has a turreted machine gun in the bow, so I hack into it, turn it toward the bridge and lay down suppressive fire. Bullets are tearing through the bridge at 3-4' off the floor, pinning the bad guys down long enough for the troll to make it up through the hatch.

So what does he do? He grabs the majordomo by the hand and hoists her bodily up into the field of fire, turning her into pink mist.

And that's how my character Freddie, a mild mannered corporate executive (Day Job + Pacifist) was credited (by the troll, naturally) for the bloody death of a yakuza leader.

Oh, and the troll is a card-carrying member of the Ancients and claims to be an elf. Don't ask.

Posted by: Stahlseele Jun 3 2010, 05:43 PM

how?
more importantly, WHY?
WHO in their right mind (ok, so he IS an Troll-Phys-Ad) would want to be an elf when you are an Troll Phys-Ad? x.x

Posted by: Whipstitch Jun 3 2010, 05:48 PM

Maybe he's a Dadaist performance artist and finds making people accept him as on par with a more culturally accepted view of beauty funny.

Posted by: Krrayn Jun 3 2010, 05:55 PM

Ah, you have hit upon the crux of the matter. The player in question as a matter of course comes up with the most off the wall character concepts with backstories and layers upon layers of secrets only he and the GM are aware of. The troll in question honestly believes he is an elf, and has masked (or "fixed" rather) his astral signature to be that of an elf. The GM allowed it for giggle factor (many references to "elf-sized" vehicles, furniture, etc.) and explains it away as he is like the mascot of the Ancients, a cherished dumb dog or something that they tolerate with affection. Plus he's a badass in a fight, wielding an eight foot tow chain as a melee weapon (doubles as a belt).

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jun 3 2010, 06:15 PM

The Ancients have cards?

Posted by: Stahlseele Jun 3 2010, 06:18 PM

THat is quite awesome . . aside from him wanting to be a daisy-eater <-<

Posted by: Krrayn Jun 3 2010, 06:32 PM

Colors-wearing, then?

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jun 3 2010, 06:44 PM

That's more like it. And don't you ever let me catch you using common expressions in uncommon situations again!

Posted by: Cube Jun 5 2010, 06:29 AM

Signs your game is a Pink Mohawk Situation Waiting to Happen.

• The Hacker openly states that she will sneak the "Dildo Seattle" AR Program onto the commlinks of those who annoy her. (In addition to Rickrolling them via Virtual Surround Music and Virtual Person, if applicable.)
• The Rigger Describes himself as a "Pyromaniac Stunt Driver with the Subtlety of a Kick to the Nads" (I am so glad I took ranks in "Knowledge, Public Transport")...
• The Face has a reputation for attempting to con people out of their souls.
• The Face and the Hacker wonder how large a Dice Pool it would take to hack a THOR. (GM Said No)
• The Elven Adept's player joined the game after hearing the words "Monofilament Chainsaw".
• Said Adept would like to incorperate said Chainsaw into arrows. (GM also said no.)
• The GM has a secret planned that will supposedly "BLOW THE PARTY'S MIND."

Showing them the CLUE Foundation Archive may not have been the best idea...

Posted by: Orkimedes Jun 5 2010, 06:36 AM

Somebody mentioned a sammy with breakdancing and cyberlegs loaded with grenade launchers, and that speaks to a concept I've always wanted to do.

There's a character from a terrible fighting game for the PSX with Final Fantasy characters in it called Ehrgeiz, a Korean actor-cyborg named Han Daehan (don't ask me, I have no idea). He had a missle launcher in his cyberleg, and a move where he would straighten up the other leg, bend the cyber leg at the knee, and bring it up to chest height and fire the missle. Since I saw grenade launchers were standard cyberguns, I've wanted to use that character as a base. All obvious, beta or deltaware cyberlimbs, jacked up to the max with cyber guns and spurs in them, including the grenade launcher in one leg for that move.

He would wear a panama hat, aviator sunglasses, a hawaiian shirt, bermuda shorts, and sandals.

He would also be thoroughly disturbed and do lots of drugs.

Another idea was based on someones question awhile back of whether a troll physad with 12 levels of the armor power was legal, and just how invulnerable he would be. I thought that would make a cool concept; a shamanic adept warrior with geas that he had to maintain to continue the spirits protection and his invincibility in battle. I also thought it would be cool if he took bar bets to let people shoot him in the face to prove his puissance. I'm not sure if legally that wouldn't hurt him, since headshots and other vitals shots do extra damage. Dunno if he's pink mohawk or just OP with a semi decent rationalization.

Posted by: p4rtridge Jun 5 2010, 07:43 AM

I've told this story before a while ago, but it still remains one of my favorite SR stories of all time.

We were playing a space-colony themed game and were attempting to outrun some pirates. Part one of the story was how we got it. Our face pretended to be this ships hot seductress-y captain and got into the bridge of this fairly large vessel. From there "she" ordered all hands to the cargo bay, as there was an intruder on board. Once everyone (except "her") was accounted for, the ship released from the space dock and floated out into the abyss. The cargo bay door was opened about 2 feet and the entire crew was pulled through the crevice. boom.

Part 2: after comandeering this ship we were being chased by previously mentioned space pirates. They were skimming us in small fighter craft, and our ships guns were disabled. So our well-endowed troll put on a space suit with some magnetic boots and crawled onto the outside hull of our ship. He drew his bow and proceeded to shoot what was essentially a small tree trunk through the cockpit glass of each of the pursuing ships, Killing each pilot individually. It was freaking epic.

Posted by: Cube Jun 5 2010, 05:21 PM

Archery. In. SPAAAAAAAAACE!

...Also, the "Invincible Troll" idea sounds incredibly awesome. I'd want to make a Troll with a Jacked up Strength Score, 12 Levels of Armor, and a cape.

I don't know how practical, that would be. But I still think it would be quite epic.

Posted by: Rand Jun 5 2010, 05:26 PM

No capes, darling. They are so silver-age....also, you remember what happened to Captain Amazing? Sucked into a jet engine and BOOM! No more Capt. Amazing. So, no capes!

Posted by: Cube Jun 5 2010, 05:56 PM

...Can I keep the spandex at least?

It breaths like Egyptian cotton!

Posted by: Traul Jun 5 2010, 11:20 PM

This used to be so much easier in SR3: no need for fancy gear, a bunch of stim patches would do.

Posted by: Martin_DeVries_Institute Jun 10 2010, 07:31 AM

You... did point out that it was not a how-to guide, yes?


While I have seen many pink-mohawk moments, and even had a handful, I sadly can't remember them. My neurons are all caked with Mountain Dew residue, they don't work as they once did. Plus now that my group and I are all grownups we don't play as often as we used to... like, hardly ever.

I do recall that my most recent character, a 19 y/o hacker with authority issues, has a rather bizarre way of getting back at teammates when they piss him off: he edits footage of their heads onto gay porn and then sends it to everybody's commlink. Thankfully as the team became more cohesive and professional this stopped happening.

I often try to have mohawk moments... but unfortunately the dice let me down. Like the time I threw a grenade at some bug spirits, but got no successes and the scatter table just rolled it at my feet...

Posted by: Squiddy Attack Jun 11 2010, 03:16 PM

Don't worry, our party isn't -that- lacking in clues. ;P


(I confess -- I'm the hacker Cube mentioned.)


We haven't gotten far enough for a Pink Mohawk Moment, sadly, but I get the feeling they'll be happening a lot once the rigger shows up...

Posted by: Drats Jun 12 2010, 08:43 PM

Hahaha... In the game I'm running, our 24 y/o hacker just used that trick to spectacularly mohawky effect. Long story short, the small, relatively novice PC team had been working under duress with another team of runners who had been competing for the same payday until both had discovered that they couldn't do it alone. The PCs found out that the other team had been withholding vital information, so they arranged a meeting under false pretenses with the intention of getting the drop on their slightly more numerous and experienced "partners" and getting their answers from the ones they opted to leave conscious.

The PC hacker, Surge, was a wet-behind-the-ears 24 y/o GoodGet (think BestBuy) techie trying to make ends meet on the mean streets of Bellevue because of a difference in morals with his rich Ares-loyal parents, and he was about as useless in combat as a character can be. He didn't even bother to bring any weapons to this meet, trusting to the mage, the gunbunny, and the element of surprise to see him through. During the talk, the other team's mage assensed well enough to tell that something fishy was going on, at which point their twitchy meat tank Mr. Bucket drew his bigassed revolver and bullets started flying from both sides. What does Surge do? The only thing he can do. Find a place to cower, hack Bucket's comm, and spam him with incessant gay porn popups.

That would have been mildly amusing if Mr. Bucket hadn't been struggling with severe cyberpsychosis. He suffered a psychotic break, bellowed "peeeeeniiiiiis!" whilst waving his gun around in the air as if to dispel the images, and then threw off his raincoat and started indiscriminately firing the shoulder-mounted sawed-off assault cannon his team leader had allowed him to bring for intimidation purposes.

Both teams lost about half their roster, but damn was it fun to watch

Posted by: Stahlseele Jun 12 2010, 10:21 PM

wait what?

Posted by: Tyro Jun 12 2010, 10:29 PM

Awesome!

Posted by: AStarshipforAnts Jun 12 2010, 10:56 PM

When you say shoulder-mounted, do you mean that he had some kind of harness or that the cannon was grafted onto the guy?

Posted by: Dumori Jun 13 2010, 12:08 AM

shoulder-mounted sawed-off assault cannon that couldn't get much pinker or mohawky.

Posted by: jimbo Jun 13 2010, 12:58 AM

I'm totally loving the responses to "shoulder-mounted sawed-off assault cannon".

Seriously, aside from the whole post being a decent narrative and pretty funny, it hits pink mohawk with that phrase.

Posted by: AStarshipforAnts Jun 13 2010, 01:10 AM

Deep in my heart of hearts, I feel like that should be the name of some kind of award. Or, even better, if the 'shoulder-mounted sawed-off assault cannon' could be made into some kind of statuette.

Posted by: jimbo Jun 13 2010, 01:48 AM

I have very limited exp with SR, but here goes.

We're playing "Wetwork, Pure and Simple" from Missions and due to strict OOG time constraints, we have ten minutes IRL to do the actual "accidental" assassination.

So here's what we come up with to do away with the target whilst he's skiing.

I Physical Mask (into a Sasquatch), then turn Invisible, the Troll Face, who I then Levitate to the ski party. The Invisibility is dropped, so it appears a suddenly violent, eco-activist, territorial, Awakened Sasquatch has flown (literally) into a berserker rage and proceeds to beat the target into red paste and fly away.

Posted by: Orkimedes Jun 13 2010, 02:03 AM

Sir, I have no idea how to follow that. I suppose "death by sasquatch" is an acceptable accidental death in some areas.

"Shoulder mounted sawed-off assault cannon" is a streetsam-troll-physad-with-a-pink-mohawk-on-fire-riding-a-an-exploding-motorcycle-into-Lofwyr's-house PINK MOHAWK EXAMPLE!!!

Just so long as nobody lived and got to take the damned thing with them. That's craaaazy...

Posted by: Wounded Ronin Jun 13 2010, 02:04 AM

Lol, it's like a plasmacaster.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Predator_technology

Posted by: DrZaius Jun 13 2010, 02:47 AM

First thing I thought of-

http://www.sarna.net/wiki/Hunchback

Posted by: Drats Jun 13 2010, 04:16 AM

Grafted, essentially. He was a very large, very ferrous man, and the thing was attached to a ramshackle bracing system on his cybertorso. It was junktech, and just as criminally insane in the game as it sounds out of it. I actually gave them an initiative pass while it flipped into place and he engaged his foot anchors, and the look on their faces was priceless.


The hacker died, the mage was crippled, and the physad ended up with two boxes left on her condition monitor, not to mention the enemy casualties. The team only finally beat him by siccing five Earth Elementals on him at once, and there wasn't enough remaining to salvage anything. His was the only body they left at the scene, but when the debacle made the news that night initial reports still indicated that it had been a massacre involving at least two people and three large drones.

Posted by: Orkimedes Jun 13 2010, 05:56 AM

Ouchies. Five earth elementals? Damn. But the foot anchors are a nice touch, very Glitterboy...

Posted by: AStarshipforAnts Jun 13 2010, 03:02 PM

Number one reason to always get a DocWagon contract: your own teammates.


I'm a fan of the foot anchors.

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jun 13 2010, 06:29 PM

I'm a fan of the whole thing! This sort of thing should be in Urban Brawl, or the Desert Wars!

Posted by: Deadmannumberone Jun 13 2010, 08:31 PM

You, sir, just won this topic.

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jun 13 2010, 11:08 PM

I was just thinking that an action like that needs an epic battle cry, but, alas....

Posted by: Stahlseele Jun 14 2010, 12:25 AM

Yah, both things that came to mind for me too ^^
Hrm . . Sawed off Gauss-rifle and you have the Hollander O.o

Posted by: Deadmannumberone Jun 14 2010, 12:32 AM

The gauss on the Hollander wasn't sawed off.

Posted by: StConstantine Jun 14 2010, 06:43 AM

Jebus, foot anchors? thats the best, although, wouldnt that have some kind of negative to his dodge score. I just want to see one of your runners roll a grenade to his feet and watch him frantically try and disengage said foot anchors before the thing goes off.

Ive been wanting to shoot a guard or some one in a group of people with a dart gun dart filled with the K10 drug from aresenal, even an officeworker. Also possibly cast the SR version of force suggestion to prompt him to attack someone, i think the beserk would set him off and the +6 to strength will keep him killing stuff, at least until his heart explodes.

Posted by: Drats Jun 14 2010, 09:56 AM

Oh, he was basically immobile. At one point, the hacker actually used him as cover. The mage was tied up with staying alive, but the physad was tagging him with every shot. He either soaked it or his pain editor took care of it. I actually developed an intellectual curiosity about how long he could last, but they called down those elementals the first chance they got once they realized how much tank rounds hurt. (They eventually discovered that he earned the street name "Mr. Bucket" because that's the type of container he used to haul in his first dead-or-alive bounty.)

I'm glad so many of you seem to have derived some enjoyment from this

Jimbo, your flying sasquatch has just made the top ten list of actions I am eventually going to steal from this thread with the in-character justification that I saw it on ShadwoSea.

Posted by: DamienKnight Jun 14 2010, 06:00 PM

Most of our ridiculous moments revolve around one reckless player, lets call him Ryan.

Incident 1: Ryan's character is an expert of demolitions. The meet is at a bar, and he does not know the Johnson so is extra paranoid. He shows up early, and plants explosives all around the bar (because if someone is going to betray him, he will kill EVERYONE).

Another player decided to go early for recon, and watches Ryan's character planting the bombs. The recon player sends a spirit out to gather up all of the bombs and place them beneath Ryan's characters car.

The meet goes bad, all the players end up fleeing. Ryan's character gets to his car and decides, screw the other runners, I am blowing the place up. He starts to drive off as he detonates the explosives. The car is mostly toasted, and his character is only mildly injured. He hears sirens, so he jumps out of his burning car, and goes to the truck where the rest of his explosives are. He stands over his BURNING car and begins to grab all of the most expensive explosives out before they catch fire. He gets an armload into his jacket before BOOM... the trunk blows. Through burning edge, the player is blown clear of the car and lands a few meters away. Still hearing sirens, he begins lobbing explosives into the street, detonating them as the cops arrive. Finally he throws a powder keg into a burning cop car as a distraction, and (after getting blown off his feet again) flees down an alley way. He survives. Bleh!

Incident 2: The group finishes a meet in a club, then on their way out they are ambushed by Mafia. Jack, a rigger, gets his vehicles to drive up and lay waste to the mafia cars, and the group makes for its escape. Ryan, dissatisfied with how few people he had blow up in the encounter takes off his socks and begins filling them with grenades. He then turns and starts walking back into the club (we asked him later, he was planning on holding the place hostage for their loose change... seriously!?).

Seeing what is happening and wanting to get on with the job, Jack drives his van in between Ryan and the club and points a shotgun out the window at him. 'Get in the van so we can go complete the job, or I will shoot you in the face.' Ryan complies.

After the mission is completed and the runners are paid, the Johnson leaves the meet and the players are standing around. Jack has unspent edge, so being a weenie metagamer he decides to make perception tests on the other players, using his edge up. Then Ryan says to himself, what a nice van he has. I will take it. He then pulls his assault rifle and does a long burst into Jack's head, instantly killing him. Jacks van (with a nice pilot and an Agent giving direction) flees the scene. Ryan shrugs, 'Oh well, I dont drive well anyway.'

Incident 3: Priscus, a giant cyber troll is stealing a motorcycle from in front of an enemies building. As he is carrying it away the bad guys see what is going on and begin shooting at him, someone throwing a grenade at his feet. Afraid the grenade will mess up his nifty new bike he is running off with, he sets the bike down and LAYS down on the GRENADE to protect his bike! He takes 5 boxes of damage, then gets up and overstresses his cyberlimbs in order to flip a car over into the entrance of the enemy building, covering his retreat. He happily runs off with the bike, gladly willing to pay the cost of repairing his armor in return for a nifty new bike!

Posted by: Whipstitch Jun 14 2010, 06:26 PM

Sounds like I probably would have booted Ryan from my group by now.

Posted by: Drats Jun 14 2010, 06:33 PM

That type of player can be fun if the whole group is geared to enjoy Pink Mohawk games, but when DK described him as a "weenie metagamer" I was forced to put him on my naughty list.

Priscus, though... was he played by Ryan, too? I like Priscus's style.

Posted by: DamienKnight Jun 14 2010, 07:02 PM

Actually, I was calling Jack a weenie metagamer for using his last edge at the end of the run on perception. Ryan was a bit of a metagamer too because he used his player knowledge that Jack used up his edge in order to know it was a good time to attack him.

Ryan is crazy. It often screws up runs, but we think it is all hilarious, and enjoy it when it plays. He has not played in awhile... he usually ends up getting killed (by himself, the other players, and NPCs in equal distribution). Its always a treat when he plays.

The last time he played he was being a serious ninja. The players were ambushing a van in an alleyway. Van was full of gun carrying mooks, and a mage. The mage was blasting the other players away with Sonic blast. The ninja (Ryan) followed along the top the alley roof using Thermo vision to try and pick out the mage. Once he did, He jumped down and stabbed her through the roof with a sword (doing like 5 damage, she used the vehicle armor as bonus armor for her own armor, so it wasnt a killing blow) then immediately did a stealth backflip off the back of the van, Leaving the sword IN the mage (sticking her to the roof). The mooks and mage all blast at the roof, shredding it with bullets and spells. The ninja then stands up behind the van and stabs in the back window, taking out the closest bodyguard, beforing dropping prone and going beneath the van.

Ninja style. Whatever he does, its over the top goodness.


Priscus was played by another character. My own elf sammy was with Priscus when it happened. I turned and ran when I saw the nade. When he jumped on it, I nearly shat myself (as a player AND as a character). My elf was so impressed (assuming that Priscus was actually trying to save the elf, not his bike) that he became his best friend after that. OOC it was hilarious knowing that he really just didnt want his bike to get dinged up.

Posted by: Cloud Jun 14 2010, 07:06 PM

One thing to add about incident 1. While he did survive, it was just barely (one box from full physical and stun each) and when he decided to hide out with a street doc (found through a contact of a contact), another runner soon showed up to collect the bounty placed on his head by the police since he killed about a dozen or so cops. All this on that character's first (and last) run.


DK,
wasn't the character in incident 2 the same one that later skipped out on a run, refuse to return anyone's call asking where he went, and gave all the run info to his contact on the SWAT team expecting no one to figure out who sold them out?

Posted by: Stahlseele Jun 14 2010, 07:15 PM

The Ninja is pure badass!
As is the Troll. I love them ^^

Posted by: DamienKnight Jun 14 2010, 07:22 PM

Oh yeah, I forgot about that. Guess he did die from that didnt he

Yes, I remember that explicitly. The run was so foobar they had to call it quits. When Ryan found out he couldnt make it to the next gaming session, he contacted the GM (was YOU cloud) and had his character rat out the team to his SWAT contact. Why... because he was being a bastage.

After a difficult run (invading a corp building, dealing with two different security teams and feisty scientists) we were ambushed by a full SWAT team while trying to get back to our floating platform that was waiting outside the 40th floor window. After dealing with swat (EVERYONE dropped except for the mage, who used stimpacks to get people back up and drag their arses back onto the floating Catwalk) we got outside and immediately began to get SNIPED by SWAT snipers.

Surprisingly enough, we all survived (though the troll had to burn edge) and I dont think we ever figured out that it was his character who screwed the job for us.

Posted by: jimbo Jun 14 2010, 07:40 PM

Thanks!

And sadly, the mode of death did not meet the Johnson's criteria of "accidental", so the rest of the team was executed when they went to get payment...

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jun 14 2010, 08:35 PM

While reading this, I assumed at this point, as it's SR, that he was hiding somewhere and hacking the Pilot system to validate a new user or something, then I read this.

Well, I suppose that makes things simpler.

Posted by: DamienKnight Jun 14 2010, 09:44 PM

Yeah, this is what happens when the group has too much Cyber Muscle and not enough hacking skills. His plan consisted of, 'I will pick it up, carry it to my van and dump it in the back, then find somebody smart to make it work for me.'

Posted by: Stahlseele Jun 14 2010, 10:22 PM

That's is the difference between logic and intuition.
You can make it work with either. If done right. ^^

Posted by: Draco18s Jun 15 2010, 12:15 AM

My gm wants to have a troll hacker. *PUNCH FIST INTO SERVER* "Dis hard drive. I take. Decrypt later wif brainiac."

Posted by: Dumori Jun 15 2010, 03:34 PM

Thats what you get for packing explosives that explode when set alight should have packed C12 and such.

Posted by: Sixgun_Sage Jun 15 2010, 04:53 PM

Sounds like one of my old hacker characters "Thunk". Thunk had no social skills, uncouth, and a very.... basic education. He was surprisingly intelligent, just had very little in his actual skills.

Posted by: Cloud Jun 16 2010, 02:36 PM

I thought everyone figured it out, lured him to a secret location, interrogated him to make sure he did it (with mind probe), then crippled him for life and altered his memory so that he thought he was in a really bad car wreck and wanted to retire so that he would become our full time armor-smith.

[Edit: That was short-lived however and we eventually just had to kill him. One of the other characters was so paranoid that even after we killed him deader than dead, he never would believe he would stay dead and visited his grave often so that if he somehow lived or was resurrected, maybe he would see that character grieving and not suspected he was involved.]

Posted by: da Loof Jun 20 2010, 04:15 AM

I ran a group of characters who once tied themselves to an ICBM and launched it to make a getaway.

Posted by: Martin_DeVries_Institute Jun 20 2010, 04:49 AM

..did they make it? I mean, did they live?

Posted by: Stahlseele Jun 20 2010, 11:45 AM

It's my birthday. And what i got from my gaming buddies was:
A Shadowrun Game with us being Gangers and it being Cyber-Punk instead of Black Trenchcoat . .
Basically, we went around, gathered money from our gangs protection racket and talked to people.
One of whom was a nice little older Human, the owner of Harry's Hardware. Who had no problem
with selling stuff to Ganger-Trolls like my character. And after some talking, we found out, that his
niece had been kidnapped. OK, so of course, trying to make our gang look good, we agreed to help.
We did some Legwork for some hours, beat people up to get information. And found out who had her.
And where she was kept. In an old Storage Facility . . Of course . . it's allways an old Storage Facility.
So, to make a long Story short, we went in and killed all of them in a pretty bloody manner by doing:
THE THREE STOOGES PLUS AN INVISIBLE TROLL!
Our Mage had cast improved Invisibility on me. The Mage, the Rigger and the Decker were in the car.
Me too, of course. And then they simply drove the van through the main gate into the building.
And fell out of the car, playing completely irredeemably drunk. All three of them. And they did the 3
stooges Routine. To distract the NPC's in there who had the Girl. While i sneaked my invisible trolls
ass into backstab position. Backstabbed the guy guarding a Door with a poisoned Blade to the neck.
Noticed he did not have a key or something to the door. And the other NPC's were getting nervous.
One of them attacked the Combat Decker. And got a forearm snap-blade to the gut for daring that.
And then i started shooting 0,5m long steel bars from my Bow into the fray, sticking people to stuff.
One of the NPC's turned around and tried to flee, completely overlooking my invisible trolls ass.
So i calmly put away my Bow, took out my telscoping combat staff. That's a combined Reach of 3!
Waited for him to get close enough, shouted FORE! as in Golfing, and basically did a homerun with
that one. Then, still invisible, i busted open the Door. Got shot in the Face due to the one inside
just spraying the exploded door with bullets. Soaked it all. Did flinch and cough both from the
impact of the bullets and the dust from the busted door. But i continued on my way anyway.
And again, did a homerun using that one as the baseball again using my telescoping staff.
The girl, drugged out of her mind starts screeching loud as all hell. I turn around and walk out of
the small little room she was being held in. And of course, i run straight into the combat decker,
who had just decided to enter the room. And he tells me i am in the way. "I am bigger, stronger,
tougher and more invisible than you. You are in the way." Lifted him up, walked out of the door,
put him into the doorway again only to hear a quiet:"OK" Started picking up my arrows to take
back to clean them off and use them again. And then i went home. While still very much invisible.
Ah, it was epic.
and then i, as the player, went home too. Don't know what if anything, happened afterwards.
Or if anyone remembers that i am still invisible O.o



Also, this just in:
http://jalopnik.com/5564966/student-throws-puppy-at-hells-angels-escapes-on-bulldozer

Posted by: da Loof Jun 21 2010, 04:25 AM

Yup. They used HALO parachutes to touch down in the ocean moments before the rest of the ICBMs they rigged with C4 detonated, taking out the entire ocean facility... It was epic, and I couldn't stop cracking up.

Posted by: Dr.Rockso Jun 21 2010, 05:52 PM

They...rigged it with...what?! Was...was the ICBM not enough?!

...
Fucking epic

Posted by: TommyTwoToes Jun 21 2010, 06:49 PM

I seem to remember we were transporting a prisoner cross country on the highway. A corp sec team intercepted us, shot out the tires on our car and ziplined down from a helicopter. Our juiced sammy (no cyber, just combat drugs) said "Boarding action!" and climbed up the 10m ziplines to copter on his first IP, chopped the pilots head off with his second IP and jumped clear on his third IP.

The chopper crashed (no pilot) and we used the distance to the ground as it's speed since it was starting from a hover. The chopper took 2 boxes of damage and stopped. The whole group got on board and left the corp sec team standing on the highway with a truck that was down some tires.

And then there is the tale of "The man with the golden gun". We also have a completely unaugmented guy that is modled on pulp detectives, he has skills and contacts. Half the group is being pinned down by fire from another corpsec helicopter. Good old hank gets out his Ares Pred, aims for the main rotor (the only part of the copter he can see) and fires off a round. Now he did spend edge, but he ended up with like 11 net hits (the copter pilot couldn't see him and was unaware of the attack). Needless to say with all the damage that got through the copter's soak, the pilot saw too many blinking red lights and he flew away.

Posted by: Draco18s Jun 21 2010, 07:06 PM

My group did that, only the copter was airborn at the time and he took a called shot on the tail rotor. The copter went down and made a pretty cherry blossom.

GM declared that we couldn't take called shots on vehicles for damage ever again.

Posted by: da Loof Jun 22 2010, 03:24 PM

Oh yeah?

My group was running, out of supplies and ammunition, from a very well-equipped criminal orginization (this wasn't Seattle), so they decided to run into a turn-of-the-century reenactment park for cover. To escape the eyes of the chopper, they ran into a crowded ircus tent, where they were preparing to fire a man out of a cannon. This gang, however, was moe pissed than they originally gussed, and the LMG gunner started opening fire through the roof of the tent, slaughtering the innocent giraffe (which pissed off my group) and the ringleader. That was when they realized that the chopper wasn't going to leave until he (and, just as likely as not, everyone else) was dead. Out of ammunition, however, they had no way of combating the chopper.

And then they noticed the man inside the cannon, tryng to wriggle out.

The group rotated the cannon a few degrees, and FIRED! They were pissed when the flailing, screaming man missed the chopper entirely, sailing over and splatting into the ground. "Out of ammo, AGAIN!"

The troll hurt-sponge, acting on impulse, turned to a screaming passerby, picked her up, and stuffed her into the cannon. "Not anymore!"

"Alright!" Screamed the kamikaze-d gunbunny.

One called shot, a burnt edge point, and the most sixes I've ever seen in my life, they fired the flailing woman into the chopper's tail rotor, jamming it and sending the chopper spinning down into a reenactment McDonalds.

Now we don't have "Pink Mohawk moments". We prefer to call them "Combat Man Cannon moments" and "Flaming Chihuahua moments" (different story).

Posted by: Draco18s Jun 22 2010, 03:31 PM

Awful. Just awful.

Posted by: Dr.Rockso Jun 22 2010, 04:04 PM

Do share

Posted by: Reg06 Jun 22 2010, 08:56 PM

My first SR game involved up to 9 runners at once, and I was playing a human berserker adept named Wendigo.
After our first run (retrieve a package from a gang), we were heading back to Seattle on I-5 when a couple of gangers on an overpass opened fire on our vehicles (2 vans, 3 bikes. I was on a bike) with missile fire. Fortunately I was missed, but the resulting chaos created a large wreck in front of the overpass. With no time to go back to the access ramp I accelerated to full speed and drove straight at the pile up in an attempt to use the momentum from my bike to throw me off of the bike and onto the overpass (because what else would a foaming-at-the-mouth, heart-eating-crazy do?). I missed my mark by a bit and took some damage, but grabbed a sign mounted on the overpass, and taking small arms fire from the gangers (some less than spectacular rolling on their part, and mystical armor) I climbed the rest of the way up and beat them to death.
The rest of my group had decided to plow straight through the wreckage, and ran from the now very present police force. I had to climb down, where I was surrounded by the cops. Seeing that this would be a very short battle, I tossed a lighter onto a gas spill, lit I5 on fire, and fled into the woods.
Whereupon I encountered some Sasquatches. I didn't have a choice. I was jacked up on berserker fury, was apparently an unstoppable killing machine, and I really wanted to eat some Sasquatch heart. So I got into a brawl with the Sasquatches, ripped one's throat out, and then high tailed it back to Seattle.
Showing up after being left for dead with a fancy new Sasquatch coat? Priceless.

Posted by: da Loof Jun 22 2010, 10:09 PM

Well, a group of neophyte runners were trying to learn some intel, and after an agonizingly difficult piece of legwork, they learned of someone who did know - a powerful sociaite. Breaking into her house and hacking her commlink turned up nothing, but they did find pictures of her darling chihuahua all over her commlink and her house, and they also found many aesthetics only present on the Astral Plane, by which they gathered that she was Awakened (probably a magician). Out of ideas, they then thought of capturing her and beating it out of her, but then remembered that their Johnson was offering a hefty bonus if they didn't harm anybody innocent.

Their solution was to hack her car as she was pulling out of the party. The car, instead of going home, pulled deep into an alley, where the troll pulled both her and her darling chihuahua out of the car.

Now, they already had a plan of action. They jerked the car to a stop as quickly as possible (by driving it into a wall), while simultaneously opening the door. While the girl was stunned (she had a facefull of airbag), they snatched her flailing and yelping chihuahua, ran back a few feet, and cast an astral and physical barrier between her and them, to protect themselves from being attacked via spells. (They were expecting bodyguards, and were surprised that she had none).

"Give us the intel you stole from Renraku," growled the orc physadept, sadisticlly holding his Ruger Super Warhawk to the chihuahua's temple, "Or your precious Fluffykins will die!" OOC, he followed that up with a delicously diabolical laugh.

What they didn't realize that poor, helpless Fluffykins was the bodyguard - or rather, the powerful Fire Spirit with realistic form who was possing the chihuahua was.

Oh, but they learned. At that moment, Fluffykins (and, by extention, th ork) became engulfed in flames (think the Human Torch) , and the chihuahua reached up, disdended its jaw to an impossible degree, and Unarmed Combatted the Ork to death in a single Surprise Round! (I discribed it as the chihuahua biting his head off).

Everybody: HOLY S---! DEMON CHIHUAHUA! That's when the entire party turned and ran away from the evil demon-chihuahua.

Is there a moral to this story?

Posted by: AStarshipforAnts Jun 22 2010, 10:20 PM

I am so going to use this against my players in a couple of runs. Thank you for the fantastic idea.

Posted by: Tyro Jun 22 2010, 10:37 PM

So deliciously evil!

Posted by: Ascalaphus Jun 22 2010, 11:32 PM

Yes.

Posted by: Tyro Jun 23 2010, 12:57 AM

AWESOME!

Posted by: Dr.Rockso Jun 23 2010, 03:18 PM

Well he...but...JUST LOOK AT THE BONES!!!

Posted by: Dumori Jun 23 2010, 03:48 PM

I had a free spirt face that did that trick alot. No real pink mohawk moments from him though being a stealth infiltrator sprit that could shape change put him in the pro box.

Posted by: Belvidere Jun 23 2010, 04:00 PM

Our teams most pink mohawk moment has got to be what we now refer to as the "Flying Lawn Mower Of Death". Our groups Ork Melee Specialist got a call from one of his Loyalty 6 contacts and was mid-getting kidknapped, so we all hop in the back of his pick-up and peal out towards the scene. She's been knocked out and has a mage hood on and is strapped to a dolly and is being loaded onto a helicopter. The helicopter gets off the ground and we drive after it. Our mage casts improved invisibility, levitate and increased reflexes on our ork melee expert who proceeded to tear off the door to the helicopter, pull her out and kill everyone in the helicopter in a single pass.

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jun 24 2010, 01:10 AM

What movie?

Posted by: Deadmannumberone Jun 24 2010, 04:00 AM

I believe he's referring to that movie about the naked snake and the leaky cup.

Posted by: Martin_DeVries_Institute Jun 24 2010, 04:14 AM

Oh wow, that took me a second to interpret.

I just remembered my very first Shadowrun character. He was very much in the pink mohawk vein, although I don't recall many specific moments of such. His name was Remy, and he was a Cajun troll who came to Seattle. Remy was a rock-dumb street sam... who thought he was a shaman. A Gator shaman, to be precise, straight from the bayou. His fireball spell? The grenades on his belt. When he tip-toed around he was "invisible."
We all knew it was goofy but we had fun with it, so the group ran with it and kept him around. He teamed up with the team's mage, a guy named Onyx, as treated him as though he were Remy's magical tutor. When Onyx finally retired, Remy ran alongside the bus for a few feet, crying, "Don't go! I'm hooked on Onyx!"
Yes. Bad pun. I'm not proud.
The GM finally granted Remy's wish (just around the time I was dropping the shtick), and he became a shaman. Unfortunately, his totem was Eagle. Eagle and Remy hated each other. With a passion. More than once Eagle threatened to just let Remy die.
The only pink mohawk run I remember involved our team fighting the mafia...or maybe the Yakuza. Anyhow, Remy was on top of our rigger's van, and we were determined to launch an attack on the bad guys that would give us the element of surprise. Our oh-so-subtle plan involved Remy, from his van-top perch, firing a Great Dragon anti-tank missile into the building before the rigger drove away. We were very upset later when we checked the news and found out that some malicious bastards had blown up a children's hospital with a missile...

I like to think I've grown up since then. All evidence to the contrary...

Posted by: Wounded Ronin Jun 24 2010, 04:28 AM

KILLER BUNNY!

Posted by: SkepticInc Jun 24 2010, 06:22 AM

A Harrowing Tale of A Pink Mohawk Fail for an Ogre Named Tigger in SR2

Shadowrun was my first rpg ever, and my first character ever was a hydraulic-jack sporting monstrosity of true Pink Mohawkyness who used a Panther Assault Cannon exclusively for head sniping. Really getting into the swing of this newfangled passtime, I had Tigger being belligerent in the way that all Pink Mohawks should: crazy-eyed, bellowing senseless orders at a crowd of frightened people, waving around the assault cannon and armored in the classic Trenchcoat/Armored Vest stack. In response my GM sneaks some pathetic mook up behind me (I dump-statted all my mental stats. Yup, even Willpower.) and used his pathetic mookey noodle arms to smack my monsterous cyber-ogre in the head with a tiny little sap. My first roll in any game system ever? A critical failure Body check, 7 dice. Tigger is out like a light, sad little tears are welling up in my young, innocent eyes, and my evil GM is cackling at my misfortune.

Thus Concludes Our Harrowing Tale of the Pink Mohawk Fail

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jun 24 2010, 10:21 AM

Still no clue. I feel like I'm missing out somehow.

Posted by: Ascalaphus Jun 24 2010, 10:35 AM

Monty Python's http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0071853/, specifically the scene with the Killer Rabbit. And if you haven't seen it, you are missing out.

Posted by: Cardul Jun 24 2010, 10:43 AM

Not sure why people are trying to avoid naming it...."Monty Python and the Holy Grail."

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jun 24 2010, 11:01 AM

Haven't seen it in ages, don't remember a rabbit. I obviously need to see it again.

Posted by: Ascalaphus Jun 24 2010, 12:31 PM

How could you possibly not remember the rabbit?!

Posted by: Draco18s Jun 24 2010, 01:17 PM

I don't remember a naked snake...

Posted by: Raven the Trickster Jun 24 2010, 02:26 PM

Naked snake = Monty Python, Leaky Cup = Holy Grail

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jun 24 2010, 02:46 PM

It's been years...

Posted by: Stahlseele Jun 24 2010, 06:15 PM

because quoting monty python at the gaming table is an offence punishable by whacking with rolled up RPG-Books.

Posted by: Wandering One Jun 24 2010, 07:11 PM

Bad sparrow! *rubs their nose in the DVD collection, and whacks em again* Bad Sparrow! Don't make me taunt you again!

Posted by: SkepticInc Jun 24 2010, 07:32 PM

The most epic Pink Mohawk moment I have ever witnessed I cannot take credit for: Enter BLASTO!, one of the best characters I've had the pleasure of playing with.

BLASTO! was a Troll Clown who was a member of the Scatterbrains. The only word he would speak was BLASTO!, communicating though variations in pitch and inflection. "Blasto? Blasto blasto. Blasto!" He drove a stolen Ice Cream Truck that had it's sound system wired into the speedometer and playing In the Halls of the Mountain King.

We were looking for a way to break into a building, and hit upon the fantastic idea of using the Scatterbrains as distraction. We financed their construction of a full sized trebuchet, and helped them create a "cream pie" to launch that was primarily composed of C12.

This poor corp sees a huge pile of the most crazed mental patients rolling a full sized trebuchet and giant cream pie up to the building, but didn't want to send any of their security on the suicide mission to try an stop them. So the trebuchet fires, the "cream pie" detonates, and an entire wall falls down.

At this point we came to the realization that this didn't actually help us on our run, and in fact we now couldn't get into the building. We failed the run, but filled ourselves so full of Win that we didn't really care. BLASTO!'s response? A very satisfied "blasto."

Posted by: Lucyfersam Jun 24 2010, 08:14 PM

... You left off the fact that as I recall you were interrupting a Luau on a Hawaiian beach. Still makes me chuckle evilly to this day ;-}

Posted by: SkepticInc Jun 24 2010, 10:52 PM

I honesty have no memory of what was going on. You might want to add an Albino Pink Mohawk moment for the first death of Jack, you evil bastard. Hooo, that was fun.

Posted by: Stahlseele Jul 10 2010, 11:20 PM

Well, i got to play my new favourite Troll-Archer again today.
In a Matter of Minutes, i had showed down a container on top of a moving car which was passing by underneath a broken bride, had jumped not onto but INTO a Truck because i had looked up knassers WHAT WOULD SAMURAI DO just shortly before. And ripped off the head of some nameless NPC that was going by on the side of said truck with basically my bare hands . . because he was on a motorcycle, and my Troll with STR12 and Plastic bones was firmly rooted into the truck and just punched his hand out to the side while the motorcycle was going by . . basically a closeline from famous world wrestling federation antics . . and just because really good luck with rolling the dice, this actually more or less was and went off JUST AS KAIKAKU . . well, aside from my troll crashing THROUGH the roof top of the truck and INTO the Truck instead of simply landing ON TOP of the Truck to shoot around with his Shotgun . . but still, much fun ^^

Posted by: MortVent Jul 11 2010, 12:55 AM

scene: otaku had to infiltrate a school and locate a target for extraction. Run was a setup to get her in place for a capture (long long story). Team is all inside the hall staring out at the capture unit of about 12 mercs with mostly non-lethal weapons.. Team has improvised weapons mostly, a couple managed to sneak in puzzlers but that's it.

Unknown to the rest of the group said otaku had a contact... the leader of the red hot nukes... who helped her with a surprise in case she needed it.

So while the rest of the team is discussing options, the otaku is whistling the tune to her fav old kids show (smurfs) while taking various things out of her hello kitty book bag and while the teams demo guy watches... opens her large lunch box and begins to mix the chemicals disquised as the drink and soy sause together... and then does a lot of other things that make him whimper and cringe as he watches...

She finishes and with a loud yell of "Smurf you!" she throws her pink lunch box out the door into the middle of the bad guys...

The only one that survived the explosion was the troll and he was at 1 box ... and played dead like a smart man

Posted by: Tyro Jul 12 2010, 01:48 AM

Awesome! I should use that sometime.

Posted by: The Grue Master Jul 12 2010, 11:55 AM

Most members of the group I GM have a history of mental illness, which, although unfortunate, has resulted in an almost infinite supply of terrible and amusing stories. One story that captures the quintessential mentality of the group is...

The group needs some capital to finance a run for which they lack the requisite tools. The tools are expensive but the run does not have an immediate deadline. Probing their contacts for anyway to acquire money in bulk, they settle upon an unsavory fellow who peddles flesh in the local markets. Due to a recent immunological malfunction in his merchandise, he finds himself short more than a few 'units'. He is paying reasonable prices for high quality product. The group is thrilled! This will solve all their problems...

Except they can not, for the life of them, figure out where to find ladies who meet this man's requirements. The group holds an emergency brainstorming session. It is decided that the group needs someone who can perform moderate biosculpting, a collection of personachip BTLs and some random young women. To achieve this end, the group splits up. The face heads over to the local medical school and gets some wannabe surgeons expelled for being junkies. As they sadly pack their possessions into boxes he offers them a fortuitous employment opportunity...

Meanwhile, a gunbunny combat monster sets off to acquire the personachips from a nasty, drug peddling Vory-type who happens to have some discount brainbenders that'll definitely make you horny and possibly turn your brain inside out. Another gunbunny assists the rigger as she steals a beat up, old ambulance, though why they want this is a mystery to me. Finally, the mage sits around and complains endlessly about the morality of selling women into slavery (he has delicate sensibilities). The group is pleased, everything is going according to plan. They prepare to meet up at their current safehouse.

The ambulance is well underway to being cosmetically refurbished. The flunked student doctors are eager to get paid and are currently enjoying some highly discounted narcotics. But alas, the gunbunny and the BTL-dispensing dealer seemed to have had a disagreement about the price and quality of the BTLs. Words and ammunition are exchanged and both parties are left feeling worse than before. The group flounders, their whole plan of abducting women from the mall has been thrown into ruin. Without the brain benders, where can they possibly find people willing to engage in a life of deviant sexual slavery?

And so it is that my group ends up in the parking lot of a gaming convention, scanning the fattest, most shameless fanboys they can find milling around with a cyberware scanner to determine if they have the appropriate qualities to satisfy their ends. As each appropriate victim is discovered, he is surreptitiously tased as he moves through the crowd. "Oh lord! Someone help," the face would cry out, "this man has had a heart attack!" The paramedics would appear almost instantly, rushing the man away on a stretcher, the ambulance vanishing into the ghetto as quickly as it appeared. By the time confused and worried friends thought to call the police nearly half a dozen fatties had fallen victim to this bizarre abduction scheme.

A few days later, with magically healed surgery scars rapidly fading, five knockout blondes were sold to a particular pimp for top nuyen. Despite being drugged and tied up in a warehouse, the pimp could not understand why the women kept grabbing their own boobs and giggling lasciviously. But, like any decent businessman, he didn't look a gift horse in the mouth (at least not while the group was looking). The group drove away with cash in hand, and it wasn't for several days before the pimp managed to decipher the bizarre ramblings of his new prostitutes.

Posted by: Stahlseele Jul 12 2010, 12:31 PM

Horrible.
Efficient, but Horrible none the less . .
Especially seeing, how many of us fit into the conventin going shameless fanboy group i guess <.<;,

Posted by: Laodicea Jul 12 2010, 02:25 PM

In a game I GM'd I had a bouncer at a club be a Cyclops who had had both hands surgically removed, and had midgets grafted on where each hand used to be. The midgets would tickle each other, and the cyclops. They would also scratch him. They pretty much acted as his hands. He would also use them as puppets and do ventriloquism. One of the midgets was dressed as a clown, the other one had his own little hand puppets that he would do ventriloquism with. They were all mind-linked through the same commlink, so they always knew what the others were thinking, and when one of them should say something.

Posted by: Mordinvan Jul 12 2010, 02:42 PM

I had a ork, borderline cyberzombie, and we needed to get into the barrens, and needed disposable transport. I joked about killing a pizza delivery boy and stealing his van. Seems you need to be careful what you joke about when you have about .05 essence and reflexes that make squirrels on a caffeine bender look slow.

Posted by: StealthSigma Jul 12 2010, 03:07 PM

While not too ridiculously over the top. We had our most pink mohawk moment last time we played.

We had just set off an explosion in a Shiawase facility (black shades up to this point) after making it into their corp hanger. Inside was a cargo plane, an armored limo, and a VIP which was a Vendetta target of one of the PCs. That PC decides to engage combat. After resolving that combat I had rushed up to a control room to close off the main hanger door to minimize the approaches that corp security could take while we finished our job in the hanger.

Our escape plan was ludicrous. At first we had thought about taking the cargo plane to escape in, but we nixed that idea due to the automated turrets around the facility. So we all loaded up in the limo, along with the VIP, and set the cargo plane to start moving in order to bust through the hanger door. The plane hits the door, starts barreling through it until the wings hit which promptly sheer off as the fuselage starts to slow down. The guy driving the limo guns it and somehow managed to make it through the wreck of the door and the aircraft. We prop the unconscious VIP up through the sunroof of the limo thinking that will help dissuade the auto-turret from firing on us. It sort of worked. The turrets targeted the engine block rather than us, but due to evasion driving the vehicle was unscathed. We barreled through a chainlink fence surrounding the compound and "launched" over a steep 10ft drop. At this point we're weaving in and out of trees (off road) at around 60mph in a limousine.

I'm surprised we didn't crash into a tree.

Edit: Heck, I'm surprised the limo was able to have any performance offroad.

Posted by: Piersdrach Jul 12 2010, 03:08 PM

Why?

Posted by: Stahlseele Jul 12 2010, 03:10 PM

because

Posted by: StealthSigma Jul 12 2010, 03:21 PM

Some people ask 'Why?'

Other people ask 'Why not?'

I would hazard a guess that when the question 'Why not?' is used, you've likely hit Pink Mohawk.

Posted by: Draco18s Jul 12 2010, 03:27 PM

QF(TMF)T.

Posted by: Laodicea Jul 12 2010, 03:59 PM

I thought of it and it made me laugh. Also, it really seems like this kind of thing is possible in the 6th world. One can ask why anyone would want to replace their hands with midgets. One can ask why the midgets would want to act as that dudes hands. I wonder the same thing about people who are into severe body modding IRL. I have no idea what someones motivation for doing something like that to themselves would be.

Still, that dude is a fun character to talk to. Using a midget-hand and doing ventriloquism when the midget is perfectly capable of speech. Classic!

Posted by: The Grue Master Jul 12 2010, 04:08 PM

That troll, in my game, would be referred to as a 'grue', something horrible just for the sake of being horrible, used either used as punishment or to create a brief moment of levity.

Posted by: Draco18s Jul 12 2010, 04:09 PM

Or maybe someone decided to punish the three of them for something, and that they aren't entirely voluntary in their situation, but they've found enjoyment out of it.

Posted by: Squiddy Attack Jul 12 2010, 04:10 PM

As a side note, there's a nasty type of feral AI called a grue.

Posted by: Simon Kerimov Jul 12 2010, 04:10 PM

Sort of like China Meville's Perdedio Street Station, where this sort of thing is done as the official legal punishment for certain crimes. If you haven't read anything by him, I would highly recommend it. He is a master of the "weird fiction" genre.

Posted by: Draco18s Jul 12 2010, 04:17 PM

I have read, and recommended, that book.

Theft of Choice is the best crime categorization ever.

Posted by: Laodicea Jul 12 2010, 06:21 PM

That's not a bad idea. I like it. I find that sometimes in Shadowrun you really dont need to have a real explanation for something, because the player characters are never going to be friendly enough with that guy for him to want to tell them.

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jul 13 2010, 06:04 PM

I, however, simple state, not ask, "What."

Posted by: Laodicea Jul 13 2010, 06:21 PM

FTFY.

Posted by: Tyro Jul 13 2010, 07:40 PM

FTFY?

Posted by: Laodicea Jul 13 2010, 07:40 PM

Fixed That For You.

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jul 14 2010, 08:08 PM

Could've fixed 'simple'. FTFTFM? Virtual hugs whoever guesses right.

Posted by: Walpurgisborn Jul 14 2010, 08:14 PM

Fixed that for the fucking masses?

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jul 14 2010, 08:47 PM

Nope! No hugs for you!

Posted by: Draco18s Jul 14 2010, 08:50 PM

Forgot To Fix That For Me

Posted by: Walpurgisborn Jul 14 2010, 09:09 PM

:weep:

Posted by: Saint Sithney Jul 14 2010, 11:52 PM

Man, that's one messed up, indecisive tranny..

Posted by: Wounded Ronin Jul 18 2010, 02:55 PM

I followed a link from sa.com to this video, and for some reason I immediately thought of this thread.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZyXGblps64M&feature=related

I guess it's from right at the beginning of that time period...

Posted by: Abschalten Jul 18 2010, 04:48 PM

I ran a game a while back that lasted about two years. It was an odd mix of black trenchcoat, noir, and pink mohawk. Nonetheless the group enjoyed it immensely. Probably the most pink mohawk moment was when they were hired by a private art collector to steal the bronzed, memorial statue of Sir Mix-a-lot from Seattle State Park before its public unveiling. (In our deviating canon, an elderly Sir Mix-a-lot became a philanthropist and civil rights activist after the Nights of Rage, on the premise that trolls and orks were alright in his book because their women had huge asses. It helped that in real life he's from Seattle.) The statue had him in a heroic pose, wearing a pair of shades, a fedora, a trenchcoat and a feather boa. In order to keep the police from moving in while they were making the grab, they paid some Halloweeners in cred and drugs to create a diversion, which ultimately involved setting greased pigs on fire (which set part of the park aflame) and then getting into a car chase gun battle with the cops.

Posted by: Draco18s Jul 18 2010, 05:41 PM

That's not so much Pink Mohawk as contracting out to a gang that is pink mohawk.
(I mean really, the Halloweeners are about as Pink and Mohawky as you can get)
But still awesome.

Posted by: MortVent Jul 18 2010, 05:58 PM

Scatterbrains are pink mohawk

Halloweenies are wannabes

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jul 19 2010, 12:54 PM

Failed To. Good enough, your virtual hugs are all packed up, what's your access ID, I'll send them to you. This time without a trojanwormvirusSPAM.

Posted by: Draco18s Jul 19 2010, 03:03 PM

*Sends you his AID in a secure method*

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jul 19 2010, 03:28 PM

*Spoofs your commlink into slaving itself to mine, then steals everything of value, money, personal details, nuyen, then uploads a Rating 6 Black IC with the icon of the blue hug monster from the cup-a-soup adverts from a few years ago.*

Here's your hug!

*publicly posts AID to ShadowSea*

Posted by: Draco18s Jul 19 2010, 03:52 PM

Mm, good thing that was a throwaway device. <3

Posted by: SkepticInc Jul 19 2010, 05:48 PM

Aaaah! Blue Meanies!

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Jul 19 2010, 06:01 PM

You still have to ask the IC for a hug though. It's actually quite nice and warm, till it triggers the Black Hammer.

Posted by: Draco18s Jul 19 2010, 06:29 PM

No no, that's ok.

Posted by: Laodicea Jul 20 2010, 01:03 PM

last night my players met a new Mr. Johnson who almost exclusively used an etch-a-sketch to communicate. I can't decide if this is pink mohawk or dark sunglasses. It's a pretty clever form of covert communication, though.

Posted by: Johnny B. Good Jul 20 2010, 01:05 PM

This happened two days ago. Warning: Ghost Cartels spoilers ahead.

Posted by: Dr.Rockso Jul 20 2010, 02:35 PM

Definitely pink mohawk. And a bit off the deep end

Posted by: da Loof Jul 21 2010, 07:41 AM

I just finished a run with one of the most pink mohawk moments yet, one that rivals the aforementioned tie-yourselves-to-an-ICBM-and-launch it getaway, earlier in the thread.

So this was a party of 3 mystic adepts: a Western Drake Martial Artist, a Nosferatu Combat Face, and a Fox Shapeshifter Combat Mage. Yes, they were powerful.

Now this run was to kidnap a Russian scientist for the Russian rebels, or at least, grab his research for less of a pay (in our own Deviant timeline, which my players have been proud pawns in since SR1, Russia is an extremely powerful nation militiristically, only it's in the middle of a civil war. I can't believe my group's so interested in this political crap). They painstakingly raid the facility by getting an Earth spirit to tunnel them a hole and get their TM contact (who is interestingly a runner in a different campaign we're doing) to hack into their security node.

When the time comes, they detonate a stolen ice cream truck full of fertalizer right out front (as a diversion), while the TK gets his sprites to plant databombs around the facility, takes down the spider, trips EVERY alarm in the facility, and locks EVERY door. Now the turret systems were closed-circuit, wich ruled out direct entry, so the shapeshifter used the tunnel system below (it was small enough for only him in fox-form to squeeze through; anything bigger would have been noticeable), while the drake flew down from the stratosphere, and shaped-explosive'd his way inside. Meanwhile, the face was inside with a realistic disguise spell and several Influence powers later. When the you-know-what hit the fan, he started casting confusion spells on the guards.

So anyway, some well-thought-out plan which was executed seamlessly, at the cost of some expended ammunition, a few lucky drain rolls, and a significantly expanded fueral service industry, but there was one major hitch: After they secured the scientist, dragged them into a nook, and performed an on-the-spot magical interrogation, they got him to hand over his research (in case he didn't make it), but they learned that it was useless without a key that was at his co-worker / love interest's house. Complication was, she was dead. And then when panicked and confused guards blew in the doors and started shooting, HE was dead too. After a Magic Fingers spell was applied to a fragmentation grenade so conveiently situated on one of the guard's belts, the runners were left alone, in an empty, blood-spattered room, with the dead scientist's bloody commlink in their hands.

But the real Pink Mohawk part comes later. Yeah, they exfiltrate through the roof hole they made in the first place (their first plan was to use the high-value scientist as a human shield, but that didn't work. Truth be told, I, as the GM, would have had the security fire on them anyway). But guess what? Helicopter! But that's okay, because the Fox calls up his air spirit, and a nicely timed ACCIDENT power ensues! Is there something wrong with your tail rotor, kind counter-terrorist helicopter?

Their backup getaway plan? Cast a physical barrier behind them, book it to a nearby cliff, and hurl themselves off.

'Course, they've got that figured out too. Fox shapeshifter gets the air spirit (as a final service) to put him safely at the bottom), and the drake transforms into a western dragon halfway down, and catches the nosferatu before he hits the bottom.

LATER, they find hmselves in sunny Novosibirsk, 3rd most populous city in Russia. Only now it's a war zone. Yes, of all places, THIS is where the house of their friend the scientist is (or used to be).

So, after a random encounter with a squad of spec-ops, a brief debate about hether or not you could target somebody wearing MilSpec armor (given as you can’t actually SEE any part of them), and a few First Aid tests and Heal spells to fix them pesky bullet wounds, and an irritating game of cat-and-mouse with a tank which ended with the runners dropping a house on it, they got to the ruins of the house, located the secret James Bond-style underground lab/bunker, and got the cipher (along with some other “expensive-looking shiny things”, as they called them).

It was a good thing that they closed the door to that bunker and that it also turned out to be a Faraday cage, because that was when the EMP bombs went off. That’s when they realized exactly what the spec-ops soldiers they encountered were doing lugging around that suspicious-looking gizmo, and decided they were glad they didn’t bring it with ‘em.

That’s why the rebels had pulled out the tanks and the air support, and why they were falling back from the city altogether. Government fighter jets and choppers came hurdling out of the sky, bombarding the city and acting like its own artillery strike, and then the rebel planes came in, assuming instant air dominion, initiating bombing runs, and parachuting in troopers to perform the mop-up.

The bombs, they could take. But when they saw the parachutes, they decided that it was time to go.

A few bound spirits called for astral defense, Enhance Reflexes spells all around, some Deflection and Armor, and Invisibility spells, custom-made Feather spells (which they invented for specifically this use), and a few edge points spent on drain later, and they were ready.

The drake shifted into his form and the nearly weightless people (as seen by their Feather spell) hopped on, and the drake took to the air. Immediately they were accosted, first by heat-seeking missiles, but the two riders were wearing heavy thermal damping, and the drake had spent the extra BP at creation to have an electricity elemental attack instead of fire (and was a REPTILE), so they were safe from that. The sweet stuff came later, when the fighter jets turned on the chainguns.

That drake was flipping and corkscrewing through the air, dodging a torrential rain of bullets, and those that did get through were stopped by his hardened armor. And the two riders weren’t rolling to poorly either. They were casting lightning bolts at fighter jets while riding a dragon in the middle of a Russian warzone, and they weren’t rolling to badly themselves. And more than one jet the drake closed in on and raked to pieces himself with his claws or his lightning attack.

So yeah. They got away.

TL;DR. People ride on a dragon in the middle of a war zone in civil Russia, dragon aerial dodges missiles and bullets and tears fighter jets apart while riders hurl lightning bolts from its back as they fly the 5-mile gauntlet to safety.

Posted by: Stahlseele Jul 21 2010, 10:43 AM

*nods sagely*
that's the kind of stuff legends are made from

Posted by: Wounded Ronin Jul 21 2010, 02:24 PM

That needs to be set to a music video.

Posted by: Doc Chase Jul 21 2010, 02:32 PM

Like, a Slayer music video.

Posted by: Dr.Rockso Jul 21 2010, 02:41 PM

True that. Actually, funny you should mention that. I'm seeing them next weekend

Posted by: Squiddy Attack Jul 21 2010, 02:43 PM

Anyone know an appropriate Slayer song for it?

Posted by: Dr.Rockso Jul 21 2010, 02:47 PM

Reign of Blood?

Posted by: Martin_DeVries_Institute Jul 22 2010, 10:40 PM

My old SR2 group had a rigger who, amongst his arsenal of drones, kept a couple of simple ones he brought out whenever we inevitably screwed up and needed explosives to escape. He'd designed them using the rules in the Rigger books. They were small, spherical VT drones; not much in the way of Sensors, Armor, or any of that stuff. They were basically jet engines packed with C-XII. For a "last resort" weapon they got a lot of use.

• We once found ourselves in the middle of the Caribbean, our escort mission beset by a boarding pirate crew and a Renraku strike team. We had no trouble wiping out the pirates or corpsec, except for the friggin' cyberzombie that Renraku had brought with them. Armored cyberlimbs and a jacked-up Body attribute meant small arms wouldn't even scratch him, and sniper rifles and LMGs were a mere tickle. But one of these drones to the face worked wonders, though it nearly sank our boat as well. (We were teenagers. Foresight was not our strong point.)
• Why were we on a boat in the Caribbean? Because our last escapade, in New York, had involved the rigger and my sammy being ambushed after a meet with a Johnson. A pan-corporate sec team was after us in a section of NYC still ruined from the '05 quake; they brought helicopters to chase us through the streets. They obviously weren't concerned about collateral damage, so we said fuck it; I whipped out a machine gun and the rigger popped the turret on his van and opened fire. We were holding our own but we weren't really escaping that well, so he activated three of his mobile bombs, flew them into the bases of some abandoned skyscrapers, and used some not-so-controlled demolitions to collapse the path behind us. They lost us in the resulting smoke and dust. The boat trip/escort mission was a way to see the world while living down the notoriety from that problem.
• We brought one with us into the Arcology when Deus was still rocking the boat. That was fun.

What the rigger was really proud of was the chair he had designed from the Rigger rules. His La-Z-Ass chair. The chair had treads and rigger controls, so he could just sit in that thing and follow us around on runs. It would carry him so we didn't have to and he would never have to pull attention away from his rigging. The gun had two pop-out SMGs built into it in case we got into firefights while he was jacked in. He wanted us to call it his Professor X chair; our GM took to calling it him "Kid Vid' instead after some old Burger King commercials instead. (The GM was also his older brother. Ah, familial tensions.) Much to our rigger's dismay "Kid Vid" ended up becoming our nickname for him.

Posted by: Squiddy Attack Aug 4 2010, 05:54 AM

So my sister became mildly interested in Shadowrun, and I decided to help her make a character today. She seemed to like the idea of exploding drones, so, having no idea what I was getting into, I decided to help make a rigger with a talent for demolitions.

We allocated attributes, and I went off to do some other things for a bit while she picked qualities.

When I got back, the character was "The Mad Bomber Who Bombs Whenever The Hell She Wants" and had taken the Multiple Personality Disorder quality. She'd decided one personality was a down-to-earth businesswoman and the other was The Bomber, and took Day Job to go along with it. She has a Black Market Pipeline to explosives and, worst of all, Digital Doppelganger. Out there, some poor wageslave is getting blame for The Bomber's actions and bills for The Bomber's illegal purchases, no doubt massive bulk orders of plastic explosives. The Bomber personality was loud, foul-mouthed, and the type to chain-smoke anything.

I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry. Especially since she claims she wasn't even trying for Pink Mohawk.


Edit: She also intends to use Bust-A-Moves to great effect. Sadly, that part is my fault (as is The Bomber's name. I showed her the list of Things Not Allowed a while back...).

Posted by: tifunkalicious Aug 4 2010, 06:32 AM

A heavily modified Conestoga Vista (note, city bus) painted purple with a gold stripe along the side. Mounted miniguns on both sides, shined rims, shag carpet, and fuzzy guns on the wheel.

This is the vehicle rigger's brainchild, and is only harnessed for jobs outside city limits which happens to be most of them. The Calfree setting's intrigue is mostly in the surrounding area of Sacramento, rather than in the city itself.

Posted by: Kruger Aug 4 2010, 07:36 AM

The song is Raining Blood. The album is Reign in Blood.

You're not a very good rock n roll clown.

Posted by: Dr.Rockso Aug 4 2010, 02:33 PM

Must be hitting the Novacoke too hard. Always get those 2 mixed up.

Posted by: PoliteMan Aug 4 2010, 04:10 PM

We can't sneak into a corporate research center by ground.
We have a chopper but they have anti-air defenses so we can't land.
We don't have parachutes.
Our mage knows levitate.

The only time I've ever said "I have a horrible idea" and it actually worked.

Posted by: Doc Chaos Aug 6 2010, 01:07 PM

Not really Pink Mohawk, but subtle use of Magic. A spell to create a large blob of jelly on the point of impact of the team on the other hand...

Posted by: ggodo Aug 11 2011, 06:13 AM

Just got back from my group. We're running Dawn of the Artifacts, and for those of you who've played it there's A part where you infiltrate a Faustian Manor during a Fancy Dress Gala. It's supposed to be a huge social and stealth segment, get in and grab it, and get out, while potentially making some magical contacts. My players shot out a tire of the Interpol HRT van, tossed the Bear-formed Shaman through the outer wall, fought their way through magical security, mundane security, and a couple of magical guests, in order to achieve nothing but a huge distraction while The Doctor, Longbow, and The Infiltrator got the disc, all while trapped in the house with the two important NPCs who are rather annoyed with their team's tactics. The best part is it all began with the hidden sniper character deciding to shoot at a van that tried to leave when longbow's drone tried to scan it. At no point was any of this planned, it did nothing but hamper the original plan, and yet they still managed to get out by scaring the civilians into stampeding out of the house. I probably shouldn't have let them get away with so much, but I was laughing too hard.

Posted by: CanRay Aug 11 2011, 06:33 AM

From one of my stories:

"Seeing that building caused my engine to rev up and my heart to race. My mind filled with a rage that I knew was not borne of drugs. These were the people that had raped my mind, probably tried to rape my body, and forced me through this whole scene. I needed to handle this calmly, however. The Johnson from Hell wanted the person responsible, and he wouldn't get that if I killed him in a murderous rage.

That's what the little voice in the back of my head was telling me. My metal and flesh told it to shut the frag up..."

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Aug 11 2011, 06:00 PM

A Night To Never Remember?

Posted by: Gerzel Aug 11 2011, 11:00 PM

Sailing across the Atlantic in a luxury yacht to meet my PC's formerly arranged spouse. A noble elf that has gone Nosferatu and who wants to capture my PC, infect her with HMVV and then flood the world's oraculum market using her breast milk.

Posted by: KarmaInferno Aug 12 2011, 06:36 AM

End of the final fight scene from the very last Virtual Seattle mission. Bad guy has gotten away from the team, and is peeling around the corner in an armored limo.

...only to be broadsided by my merc's battlevan into a wall. Leaving the van pinning the limo there, my character, suffering like 9 boxes of damage from the fight, exits the rear of the van, staggers down the street a bit, then turns to shoulder the tube-shaped object he'd snagged on the way out.

Dragon ATGM into the van, which was filled with hundreds of kilos of explosives, weapons, and ammunition.

It was a very pretty sunrise.





-k

After recuperating for a bit, my merc moved to Manhattan, bought a bar, and retired to a simple life. Then about 20 years later, it blew up. But that's another story.

Posted by: CanRay Aug 12 2011, 06:44 AM

Yes.

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Aug 12 2011, 04:37 PM

*fangirlboy squee*

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Aug 12 2011, 06:43 PM

http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FlatWhat

Posted by: Tymeaus Jalynsfein Aug 12 2011, 08:16 PM

No Warning whatsoever... You are a bad, bad man.

Posted by: Dr.Rockso Aug 12 2011, 08:44 PM

2 hours of your life, gone?

Posted by: Tymeaus Jalynsfein Aug 12 2011, 09:06 PM

I managed to tear myself away after 30 minutes... He's a bad man...

Posted by: Xahn Borealis Aug 12 2011, 11:12 PM

Posted by: TheWanderingJewels Aug 24 2011, 03:28 AM

Pink Metal Hair

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IiESgYr35gA

Posted by: CanRay Aug 24 2011, 03:48 AM

*Looks at the Zippo of my Father* It feels so insignificant now.

EDIT: Which makes me want to get Pink Mohawk on people. The Zippo Of My Father should *NEVER* be insignificant!

Posted by: TheWanderingJewels Aug 24 2011, 04:04 AM

and now, for some reason, I think Zippo should be make of one of those portable flame throwers from 4a...

Posted by: CanRay Aug 24 2011, 04:14 AM

No, it's just a Zippo. A beat up, old, plain metal steel Zippo.

That has seen many concerts and given fire tributes to many, many great bands.

It is the Zippo of my Father, and will be the Zippo of my Child. Many heads will bang as it's flame flickers in the light of the floor show!

Posted by: TheWanderingJewels Aug 24 2011, 04:16 AM

And Nightwish's Wishmaster By the Same Lot

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XCGQiGEYl4Y&feature=relmfu

Okay....they are impressive, aren't they?

Posted by: CanRay Aug 24 2011, 03:41 PM

http://youtu.be/14oJeR4E9lQ

Posted by: TheWanderingJewels Aug 31 2011, 12:59 PM

Posterboy of Pink Mohawk

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lx2fZU5USus

Posted by: CanRay Aug 31 2011, 03:31 PM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_TbmcgGsXyU.

Worst news, he's your Street Doc contact!

Posted by: Crazy Ivan Sep 1 2011, 06:45 PM

For Pink Mohawk in game, my favorite was a contact that someone (a veteran player of the older additions trying out 4a) brought into game.

A fixer named Marvin, with an unnatural love of 20th century cartoons, particularly looney tunes. He only interacted via Matrix, and his icon (and voice) was good ol Marvin the Martian. We loved it.

Posted by: Sixgun_Sage Sep 3 2011, 03:41 PM

Recent game, Des has reunited the old gang and kept the new gang running, tracked down the whole conspiracy to the source. A heavy initiation Nosferatu. The S.O.B. is so crazy he actually believes he can bridge the gap between magic and technology entirely and blah blah blah....


Nos Big Bad: "...but no, you just had to keep coming, too stupid to understand you meddled in affairs beyond your understanding. You found my inner sanctum and one by one you and your pathetic team of so called shadow runners split off to deal with one issue or another to get you here for your revenge. Well, now you die."

Des: "No, you!"

And another magical big bad learns having a bunch of spells doesn't mean as much if an adept gets the drop on you, all backlit by a series of explosions that left the two fighting it out on the ruined top floor of an ancient cathedral turned evil lair in the rain and culminating in Des using his spurs to behead the idgit.

Posted by: CanRay Sep 3 2011, 03:44 PM

I have a Mr. Johnson that goes Pink Mohawk at times.

He met the group once on the docks. The heat in town was getting too much for him, so he was going on a "calming fishing trip".

The only boat the group saw was a whaling vessel, and dock workers loading depth charges. Swallowing their courage, they asked what he was fishing for: "Megalodon. I did tell you I hunted big game."

He had a nice fish dinner waiting for them when they were done with the job, too.

Posted by: Traul Sep 3 2011, 03:55 PM

Does it really qualify as Pink Mohawk if it's not illegal?

Posted by: CanRay Sep 3 2011, 03:55 PM

Did I mention at any time that he had a fishing license? Or a permit for those explosive charges?

Posted by: HunterHerne Sep 3 2011, 04:30 PM

Sounds like a nice job. I've been considering sending the players on a Megalodon hunting trip, might just have to borrow this one.

Posted by: Stahlseele Sep 3 2011, 04:32 PM

Well, Megalodon-Hunting is actually pretty Easy, if you have the Balls to pull it off propperly . .
Take a big load of Boomex, let yourself be swallowed by the megalodon, set the boomex to explode in 5 minutes, make him spit you out before that happens.

idea comes from Stanislaw Lem, namely the adventures of Ijon Tichy, Space Explorer!

Posted by: CanRay Sep 3 2011, 05:33 PM

Oh, they weren't going fishing. He was.

They had to go to LA and do a favor for a friend.

Posted by: suoq Sep 4 2011, 03:50 AM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5mVQJ-gWGpc

For when your black ops team needs to disguise themselves as pink mohawk.

Posted by: CanRay Sep 4 2011, 05:18 AM

For the modern Viking!