Shadowrun 2050, starting over Options

[Chance359]

This is the occ Thread.

[Mystweaver]

Chi-Sao (Better off here methinks... that way I wont loose him!)

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An adept of the way of the Shadow, Chi-Sao was brought up around traditional chinese guardians and has some links with the Triads in Seattle. His life on the streets has been brutal but nothing he has not been able to manage so far.

Chi-Sao is focused totally to magic and shuns the use of cyberware, though he accepts its usefulness to those that embrace it. He looks down on awakened beings that have degraded thier power with cyberware.

He knows that he is but a spec in the world but wants to make not only a name for himself as one of the best sharp shooters but also to strive to improve the well being of those who cannot stand up for themselves... if not also to make hideous amounts of cash by doing anything and everything to fund his campaign (even if that includes being quite hypocritical in methods).


A detailed history is below however this contains the details to some flaws and secrets other PC's need to find out if they want to take advantage

Stats

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A Young Chinese male who has a few different appearances. Depending on where he is depends on whether he looks like a ganger or a corp suit. He hangs with the Shao-Lun Skulls Go-Gang in his spare time and it was through Tai-Pan the now gang leader that Chi-Sao managed to make enough of an impression to attract Lun-Zao, a Triad Lieutenant. Over the past couple of months, Chi-Sao has been doing a few hits on other organised crime syndicates as he has been recognised for his remarkable ability with a pistol.

Standing at 5'5" tall and weighing in at a low 74.43kg, Chi-Sao has black cropped short hair on top with a long tail down to the middle of his back. He has a small 1" scar on his cheek under his left eye. He has dark green eyes. He is of slender build which makes a lot of people underestimate him (especially as he is only 18 years old).


Attributes
Body 4
Quickness 6
Strength 3
Charisma 2
Intelligence 6
Willpower 3
Essence 5
Magic 5
Reaction: 10 + 3d6

Adept Powers
Improved Initiative 2
Improved Pistols 4

Active Skills
Bike (Racing) 2 (4)
Kung-Fu 3
Pistols 6 (10)
Stealth 3
Etiquette (Street) 1 (3)

Knowledge Skills
Gang Turf 3
Gang Identification 3
Triad Politics 2
Triad Turf 3
Police Proceedures 3
Magical Background 3
Zy-Chi Gun Kata's 3
Underworld Politics 2
Paranormal Animals 2
Physics (Ballistics) 3 (5)

Languages
Chinese (Triad) 3 (5)
English 4
Italian 3

Cyberware
Smartlink
Cyberears w/ Hearing Amplification, High Frequency and Sound Dampening
Cybereyes w/ Optical Vision Magnification 3, Thermographic Vision and Flare Compensation

Edges
Ambidexterity 2
Bravery 1

Flaws
Day Job 1
Dark Secret 1
Extra Enemy 1

Contacts

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Shao-Lun Skulls Go-Gang. Leader - Tai-Pan (All members are of chinese descent).

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The Shao-Lun Skulls symbol is a Yellow and Red Ying-Yang with a large skulls as the eyes of each half.
These go-gangers are nothing but a group of no-good thugs out for a beating. They are loyal each other and to Chi-Sao also as he has become a good friend of Tai-Pan and is a member himself. There are quite a few of them and normally turn up to the aid of other gangers if called upon [2d6 gang members that arrive withing 1d6 x 10 minutes]

Lvl 2Tai-Pan, Shao-Lun Skulls Leader, Human, Male, Chinese, Early 20's, LTG, e-mail, Visit.

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Tai-Pan and Chi-Sao have been hanging out together in the streets for about three years now. When Chi-Sao joined the Shao-Lun Skulls it was Tai-Pan who got him involved. After he saw how quick Chi-Sao's reactions were he was glad to have him in the gang.


Tai-Pan became leader of the Shao-Lun Skulls purely through succession of the eldest or in his case the toughest. He knows Chi-Sao has no interest in taking his leadership and welcomes him to the regular piss-ups and street races.

Many a time has Chi-Sao been the one to put the bullet in someone who has angered Tai-Pan and some of the other gangs around know this.

Lvl 1Kysumu, Mentor, Human, Male, Chinese, Mid 30’s, Visit (Warehouse, Everett Docks).

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Kysumu (No known last name) is an older Chinese martial artist who trained me how to shoot, kung-fu, magic and the way of the shadow. He is formally called Riag-Nor.

He lives in a warehouse in the Everett Docks. It is a sparse place with some bonsai trees, charcoal sketches (done by Kysumu) a small be and a stove. His lifestyle is exceptionally Spartan. I have never seen him drink, smoke or indulge himself in any manner. His only exercise is martial arts and he is adept at many forms, practising them continually. I met him when my mother brought me to Seattle. He recognised my talent and what it was derived from and set out to train me. I became quite proficient but in all my years with Kysumu, I have realised that his ability is truly exceptional, far beyond any level of skill I could imagine. As formidable as I am, in all sparring and training sessions I have held, I feel he is holding back and could easily wipe the floor with me. Why he has chosen to train me is still a mystery.

He is a stickler for discipline and etiquette, letting nothing slip. He is a good teacher but has rather a cutting tongue and does not take disobedience or failure well. He is very formal in all dealings with me and expects me to obey all his commands in training without hesitation. My lifestyle and career have had no effect on his desire to train me, and I know better that to discuss what I do with him in any detail and he definitely would not want to meet any of my team members!

Lvl 1Lun-Tzao, Triad Lieutenant, Human, Male, Chinese, Mid 20’s. Meet: The Dragon Rising (special conditions of contact - see history) [DM Descression as to Location]

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Lun-Tzao is a Senior Lieutenant in the Green Lotus Triad. He has been organising operations against the Yakuza using the triad’s street contacts as foot soldiers. As far as anyone can tell, they are winning. He is a quite reserved individual when first encountered much like the traditional Chinese. However, once he gets to know someone he is lucid and loquacious. He is a most useful man to know, and I intend to always stay on the right side of him. The other factor in our history means that it is best he says on my good side too, after all we do share the same dark secret.

Jacob Baker, Fixer, Human, Male, Caucasian, 50's, Visit: Dance Club, Bellevue

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-Both parents are dead, killed in a food riot shortly after Jacob was born.
-He was raised by his grandmother.
-Drafted into the military for the indian wars
-Business degree from Iowa State University 2028
-Masters degree from Creighton in Finance spring 2038
-Worked for Aztechnology's accounting and asset recovery department 2038-2049
-Opened a dance club in Bellevue 31 Dec 2049
-Began connecting club patrons with other patrons for small time shadowruns

Equipment

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Armour & Clothes
Ordinary Suit x2
Go-gang synth leathers w/ combat jacket x1
Ordinary Clothing x4
Secure Jacket x1
Forearm Guards x1
Regular Long Coat (unarmoured) x5
Secure Vest x2

Weapons (All pistols have 5 spare clips each)
DE440 w/ Int Smartlink x1
10" extended barrel DE440 w/ Int Smartlink x1
Glock SC 33 w/ Int Smartlink x1

Quickdraw Concealable Holster x2
Glock SC 33 Silencer (unattached) x1

Ammo
DE440 Regular Ammo x100
DE440 Explosive Ammo x 45
Glock SC Regular Ammo x 100
Glock SC Explosive Ammo x 55

Other Equipment
Pistols Kit x1
Micro-Transceiver: 3 x1
Wireclippers x2

Lifestyle
Low - 1month paid
Middle + maid's wages (day job I pay for @ 10,000 /month) - 1 month paid

Vehicle
Dodge Scoot

VERY detailed History

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Leung Boh Lau, Male, Human, 5’5”, Chinese (Mandarin)

D.O.B: 24th July 2032

Street Name: Chi-Sao

Father: Wai-Po Lau
Mother: Yung Tao Lau (Maiden Name: Tang) 02/09/2000
Step-Father: Alexander John Cambridge
Maid: Johanna Bridge
Kung-Fu Master: Kysumu


Description:

Young Chinese man early 20’s. Well toned physique. Always clean-shaven. Loyal, reliable and trustworthy are what he would hope the words his friends use; and mad psychopathic motherfucker are probably what his enemies use!

History:

Born, bread & raised in China till the age of 8. From an early age, Leung Boh and his family had been moving from one residence in China to another. This was because his father was on the run continuously from the police has he was part of a Triad Gang based in the Shaanxi region. After much running with his family, in 2037 at the age of 5, Leung Boh’s father was killed in a “business meeting”. With just his mother left in his life, she took him elsewhere in China. In 2038, Yung Tao met a new man, an American. After about a month of courting, things eventually got serious and it seemed as though Yung Tao had finally let go of the old ways. Widowed but desperate to get on with her life, she eventually fell in love with this man. Alex Cambridge soon wanted to leave to go back home, but his love for Yung Tao tied him down. In 2039, Leung Boh found himself with a new father after Alex wed his mother. With this, they left China, never to return as a family. The city he would now live in was Seattle. With a fortunate turn of events in Leung’s life, it looked for once that his family could have a future. And it did, for a while. Leung had to learn English, this was hard at first, but eventually with a private tutor and aid from a local Chinese school, he soon picked it up.

After a while, he got settled into his new family. Though he loved his mother dearly, he still found it hard to get to grips with that fact that his father had changed and was not even oriental. By the age of 11, he had learnt all the basic things an 11-year-old would know and from there he went to high school.

His hobbies included music. His first instrument: the panpipes. Playing this he had learnt somewhat of being able to focus in a single task, as complex as it is to play, it came quite well and natural to Leung but he quit practising after a year. He also had kept part of his heritage by taking up Kung Fu at the age of 12, a traditional part of any child’s life back in China. His sifu (instructor) was the only real male Chinese figure in his life after his father’s death. Leung Boh would spend many an hour talking about techniques, life, theories and stories of his home country. Myth and magic came into his life a lot during this time. It was through the teachings of Kysumu (or “Ranseé” as he preferred to be called) that he found his inner magical strength.

Kysumu turned up when he was 12 and spoke to Yung Tao like old friends, offering to train Leung. Before this time, Yung Tao worked as a seamstress, but after Kysumu turned up, she stopped working. (Leung suspects he was supporting her, but does not know why).

Though Leung always believed he could focus and meditate with extreme precision, it was only through his teachings that brought him close to using magic and better his own skill in his art and to improve his physical form. After the first year of training, Kysumu started to teach him how to use traditional ranged weapons. These included a simple bow and specialist throwing weapons: namely shrunken’s. Kysumu also taught the ways of warrior and of shadow. Leung however was always also interested in movies and loved watching gunfights and watching hero’s blast their way to victory. It was at this point that Leung began to learn how to use a pistol, and in this he excelled! His first ever gun was the Streetline Special. This was just the right size for a 12 year old to use and be taught with. Kysumu’s teachings gave him great responsibility and he only practised within sight of his instructor; not only out of utter respect but also as he was someone to turn to and was always there for him.

By the age of 15, Leung Boh, though he didn't realise it could already out shoot the average shadowrunner. He was doing well at school and he had made many friends. However the tides were about to turn.

In 2047, Alex was arrested for two murders, intent to kill, and four cases of manslaughter. Others charges included: weapons smuggling, racketeering, distribution of illegal substances and fraud. After a three-month high profile trial, he was sentenced to two life sentences with no parole.

When this occurred, Yung Tao had a nervous breakdown and never really recovered. Money ran out quick as it was spent on getting private care. Soon money was at an all time low. This year Leung had finally finished Schoolwork but his studies had been seriously affected by his mother’s mental illness. He left school never to go to collage, even though he knew he wanted to, and he knew his mother would have wanted him to. But after this time, she needed more care, and there simply was not enough money to last much longer. Leung resorted to taking to the streets, and this was where he adopted the name of Chi-Sao (or "Sticky Hands"; a sparring manuever in Kung-Fu). It was at this time when he fell in with the Shao-Lun Skulls. Immediately they accepted him when he shot one of the other gangers guns out of his hands when they threatened him. Calmly he said he wanted to chill out with them, shoot drek and make as much nuyen as possible. With the right attitude, he blended well into his new buddies and his string of crimes gained some decent wedge to support his mother. As far as she was concerned, we worked in a bar in Downtown; somewhere she will never go.

After six months, the pay things started running dry. A recent gang brawl meant they had to lie low for a couple of months. Tai-Pan, another ganger found out that together they could start running small high-pay errands every now and then for a couple of grunts at a Dance Club in Bellevue. As Chi-Sao had to help pay for his mothers private care, he had no real choice. Soon, after proving he could handle his own rather well in the street running these “errands”, he found himself doing more jobs that paid better and better. These included running packages of which he knew not of their contents. He suspected drugs or BTL’s but didn’t inquire, as it would risk him losing the money he so needed for his Mum.

Times a year ago were tough on Chi-Sao. He was getting more and more desperate and he was told that if he wanted to keep up with professionals the best thing for a gun-fighter like him would be to get some cyberware.
It was at 17 when Lun-Tzao approached him, and when he did for the first time, he made sure they were alone. For he had been following Chi-Sao and watching his skill with a pistol. When he caught Chi-Sao unwares and unarmed, an offer was made. To do 5 runs over the course of 5 months, payment would be an upfront payment of cybersurgery where he would be given a smartlink and plastic bone lacing. He would get 1,000 for the first 4 months and 6,000 after the final run.
Although he knew his sifu would be angry at the introduction of cyberware, he needed the cash and this was more than he had ever seen!

After the mods were installed, Chi-Sao realised the cost of his mistake had made. He had lost some of the edge that he had, as if it had faded or its achievement was just beyond a veil. Although he loves his Smartlink for its obvious uses, he curses is it as he would still just do with goggles and suffer their glitches.

The missions themselves seemed easy and his targets names and who they were concerned him not. Each one he would get by looking for a column in the Seattle Times and Everret Bullitinon a Monday or Thursday titled "Wanted for Sale". The price for whatever was being sold was 8,888 increasing by one nuyen per mission. Upon reading this, Lun-Tzao would meet him in a place decerned and time decerned at the previous meeting. This is how Chi-Sao still gets some missions from Lun-Tzao and he always checks the paper (though mostly just electronically). Number at game start is 8,910 :nuyen:

For Chi-Sao to get hold of Lun-Tzao, he simply has to do his dry cleaning at "The Dragon Rising" and a column will most likely tomorrows paper. The reasons for such secrecy become apparent.

In 2049, more complications were introduced to Leung’s life. Yung Tao started showing the first symptoms of Cushing’s Disorder. This started with increased tiredness and thirst, which got progressively worse for about six months. After this time, Kysumu came to visit after my constant absences and took Yung Tao to hospital where she was diagnosed. It became apparent then that Cushing’s disorder is a degenerative genetic disorder that puts the hypothalamus gland into overdrive. This causes constant thirst and leaves the patient with no energy. The body starts to consume itself by turning essential fats and acids into proteins. The only treatment that could help is advanced nanotech procedures. This however would be extremely expensive costing millions. She is however getting progressively worse and the doctors suspect that by 2052 even that treatment will not work.

Due to this additional complication, a more qualified maid had to be hired. As it turned out, Leung hired an old school friend to do this job. Her name is Johanna Bridge, a 20-year-old Caucasian human; she has good medical qualifications. There has been no sexual relationship between Johanna and Leung.

By 2050, he had left his job behind him, and found himself emerged in a love that some people would call the life of a “Shadowrunner”.

Before he got together with the team Jacob Baker sorted him with, Leung Boh had been doing some “deliveries” for Lun-Tzao in the Fort Lewis area. On a few occasions, he had met the Tong Boss, not directly, but enough to know that something was wrong. Through investigation he found out that the Tong Boss was actually a Vampire and that he was living off the state or private health donations that vampires can receive. Not sure what to think of this, he followed the Tong on a few occasions only to find out that he had been killing (meta)humans, mostly his criminal opposition. Further research (and counsel with Kysumu) told him that this Tong Boss was actually a Nosferatu meta-variant vampire, one of the REALLY nasty Chinese hopping vampires.

Upon approaching the Lun-Tzao with this information, he arranged (with Chi-Sao's help and research) a challenge and a scuffle broke out. The Tong was destroyed but only Leung, Lun-Tzao and three others survived our encounter. If it was not for Kysumu’s directions, the Tong would not have been destroyed.

These actions are completely against to code of the triads, but this is the way it had to be done. If the Lieutenants had tried to take it up the chain of command properly, they would have probably been killed. The right thing was done. However, if for any reason the Triad’s ever find out what Leung Boh and the other survivors did, god forbid the repercussions.

Out of those survivors, Lun-Tzao a Lieutenant now in the Green Lotus Triad in Everrett is one of them. He too shares this dark secret.

This leads up to present day, where he still has to look after his mother in what is now his own home. They have a maid, and the payment needed to keep her is 10,000¥ a month, which includes food for his mother and rent. Leung Boh or “Chi-Sao” as he is referred to on the streets now looks out more for himself and enjoys the danger of the shadows. Though he plays for personal wealth, he uses that to support his family but obviously to further his own needs and advancements within his career. He has two homes, one for his family and the other as hideout/ storage for all his “goods”.

[Toptomcat]

What's the word on use of first or third person?

[Lindt]

Yeah, Im going to do the same.

Berklee

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Cliff Hunting Wolf
Dog Shamenic Conjurer (Golden Retriever)

Bod 3
Wil 4
Cha 4
Int 3
Qui 3
Str 2


Rea 3
Init 1d6+3

Ess. 6.00
Magic 6

Combat Pool 5
Spell Pool 4

Karma Pool 1


Edge/Flaws:
Spirit Affinity (Hearth Spirits)
Computer Illiterate
Astral impressions
Friendly Face
Good Reputation 1

Skills (active):
Conjuring (Summoning) 4/6
Negotiation 4
Etiquette 5
SMG 2
Unarmed Combat 2
Stealth 2
Athletics 3
Bike 1
Biotech 2

Skills (Knowledge):
Seattle Errata 2
Scrounging 2
NERPS gadgets 3
Criminal Organizations 2
Gardening 3
Pirate Broadcasters 3

Languages:
English 4

Contacts:
L1 Max (Subway-Jockey)
L1 Petra (Rat Shaman)
L1 Jacob Baker
L1 PebKaG (or Dave) (Combat Decker) ¥5000
L1 Emanual Goldstien (Pirate trid broadcaster) ¥5000
L2 Zoomanta (Fixer) ¥10,000


Lifestyles:
Basement Apartment: ¥3000 a month (6 month paid up)
B-Security Zone
Moderate Comforts
Moderate Entertainment
Low Furnishings
Low Security
Low Space
+Annoying neighbors (-.1)
+One step away from everything (.1)

The Dog house: ¥700 a month (6 months paid up)
D Zone
Squatter Comforts
Street Entertainment
Squatter Furnishings
High Security
Moderate Space
+Manaline (.3)
+Victory Garden (-.2)
+This Isn’t Sam’s Pizza (-.05)
+Patchwork Engineering (-.05)


Gear: <Name (Firing Code) {Conc.} [Damage] Clip size (type) ¥cost>
AK-97 Carbine (SA/BF/FA) {2/3/4/5} [6m] 30© RC: 2 ¥800
+ Folding stock (integral)
+ Shock pad ¥200
+ Silencer ¥750
+Laser Sight ¥500
+ (10) 30 Rnd Slug ¥70
+ (2) 30 Rnd Gel ¥190
+ (2) 30 Rnd Ex-Ex ¥610
+ Shoulder Sling

Streetline Special (SA) {8} [4L] 6© ¥100
+Concealable Holster ¥100
+ (2) 6 Rnd Flechette ¥130
+ (10) 6 Rnd Slug ¥55

Desert Eagle XXVI System ¥4,150 {5} SMG ranges
(.357) (SA) {5} [9M] 9©
(.41) (SA) {5} [9M] 8©
(.44) (SA) {5} [10M] 8©
(.440 CBM) (SA) {5} [9S] 7© (Dbl recoil)
(.50 AE) (SA) {5} [9S] 7© (Dbl recoil)
+Titanium Finish ¥1,610
+ Walnut Grip ¥80
+Engraving “Bark” ¥100
+Laser Sight ¥500
+ (5) Clips Slug, each caliber. ¥200
+ 7 Rnd Ex-Ex ¥75 (.50 AE)
+Concealable Holster ¥100

Secure Vest {15} 2/1 ¥175
Armor Jacket {6} 5/3 ¥900
Micro Transceiver (5) {10} ¥5,000
+Subvocal Mic ¥500

Handset Cell Phone ¥100
Katana {3} [5M] ¥1,000
+Engraving “Bite” ¥100

Medkit ¥200
(6) Smoke Grenade ¥180
Flash Pack ¥500
Doc Wagon Basic Contract ¥5,000
Force 2 Hearth Spirit Foci 120k
+Large Iron Church Key (8” long, 2” wide) {8}

Yamaha Rapier ¥14,200


Cash on hand:
¥4600

Background:



Sketch:
Berklee is literally your friendly neighborhood shadowrunner. Helps the landlady with her trash and all. He makes friends easily, but his “best’est” friends are for life. But that is what happens when you combine a mild case of ADD and a stubborn old goat. Its not so much ADD as it is an inability to sit still for any serious length of time. Frankly, Berklee wouldn’t do well on a stake out. Things that are ‘neat’, or anything that comes apart and goes back tougher, or makes noise, or frankly is just ‘cool’, will attract Berklee like a moth to a lantern.

Also, please make sure to turn your .sig off in the IC thread.

[Toptomcat]

How do you-
*sees 'enable signature' checkbox*
Oh.

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James Drake
Human street samurai

Strength: 4 (7 cyberlimb)
Quickness: 6
Body: 4 (6)
Intelligence: 4
Willpower: 5
Charisma: 3
Reaction: 5 (7)
Initiative: 5 + 1d6 (7 + 3d6)
Magic: 0
Essence: 0.15

Karma Pool: 1
Good Karma: 0
Combat Pool: 7

Cyber-Implant Combat 3 (Spurs 5)
Pistols 6
Rifles 5
Athletics 3
Stealth 3
Etiquette (Street) 1 (3)
B/R Electronics 2

Chemistry 4
Military Theory 4
Gang Identification 4
Urban Brawl 4


English (Radio lingos) 5 (7)
R/W English 3
Japanese 2
R/W Japanese 1
Sperethiel 2
R/W Sperethiel 1

Resources:
600,000 nuyen spent

Level 2 contact: Jordan, female human (for now) talismonger and mage. Has magical powers with bizzare side effects: her spells usually do what they're supposed to, but also do weird things like changing Jordan's gender (three times now,) cause nearby mirrors to display disturbing images, create an astral impression of an event that didn't happen, or forcing nearby mages into the astral.

Level 2 Contact: Fixer, Talks-With-Walls. An orcish Lion shaman fixer prone to having conversations on his headware radio and telephone at top volume, and over other conversations.
"SO I SAID TO HIM, THEN I SAID the meet'll be difficult to set up, that's not exactly Girl Scout cookies yer sellin THE GOLFER WAS REALLY A VIKING! HA HA HA!"

Level 1 Contact: Aldolf von Leiterhoef, psychotic human male German weapons dealer/smuggler with a nasty habit of slipping really heavy, truly nasty stuff into standard orders...like putting a radioactive 'dirty bomb' into a box of grenades, or substituting capsule rounds with high-potency, carcerand-delayed acid for gel. A neo-Nazi.
"And this, the SPECIAL 9mm caseless! An excellent Jew-killing round, I got twenty boxes just today."

Level 1 Contact: Mao Mao, female human Chinese fence specializing in small arms and chemical/biological/pharmaceutical goods. She is about four feet tall and savagely confrontational, a textbook case of Napoleon syndrome. She is also an incredible polyglot, speaking over thirty languages. This can be interesting when she starts cussing you out: with so many languages to choose from, she never runs out of invectives or repeats herself. However, her good prices inspire her clients to tolerate the abuse.
"@#$(*(_%#$^*(^@#(%$&)#(*&_*@%_)#@$*)@&$)(&(*$)&#@%&^!&@)(**&^%#&*__$*#@)(*&^#@$@!(_*@%#&^_%_()#&*)_($@*)!_&#)%@(&%^#@*(^&*#)@_)+@$#*!!!!!"

Level 1 Contact: Fixer, That Guy Who Does That Thing. A fixer of unknowable racial origin and gender, considering he only communicates through heavily-encrypted text messages using a complex lingo taught only to his customers, That Guy Who Does That Thing takes secrecy and anonymity to a sometimes ludicrous extreme.
"The rodeo clown is to leave the coop when the clock strikes blue."

9 months Low lifestyle

Wire Clippers

Pocket Computer w/ 1,000 Mp memory capacity.

Accessories mounted internally in the pocket computer:
Internal Rating 5 Micro-Transciever w/ Rating 2 ECCM, Rating 6 Broadcast Encryption, and Rating 6 Broadcast Decryption
Nav-Dat GPS System
Rating 6 Data Decryption
Rating 6 Data Encryption
Cell phone capability

Accessories mounted externally:
Subvocal mic
1,000 MP optical memory chip
Wraparound ballistic-plastic sunglasses containing a 100 Mp Heads-Up Display system, bone-conduction speaker system, and pinhole-camera micro-camcorder
Rating 6 Bug Scanner
Rating 6 Micro-Recorder
Rating 6 Scanner
Rating 6 Hand-Held Cyberware Scanner
Bio-Monitor

Notes on the pocket computer and all its various accessories: everything is networked together, controlled either through voice command with the subvocal mic or through datajack. The computer and all its accessories are ruggedized and combat-hardened, with magnesium cases, gel-cushioned components, Kevlar III sleeves, dikoted parts, multiple redundancies, and the like. Data from dozens of constantly-switching radio frequencies is anylized by the computer for key words like 'shadowrunner', 'Lone Star', and 'James Drake', with encrypted frequencies automatically decrypted and recorded. The bug and cyberware scanners are constantly running, pulling up an audio-visual alert on the HUD if bugs or combat cyberware is detected. So are the micro-camcorder and recorder, constantly recording to an (encrypted) log of approx. 30 hour capacity (dropping to ten hours if data such as GPS location, multiple concurrant radio frequencies, cyberware and bug scanner readings, and bio-scanner status is kept as well.)


Rating 3 Maglock Passkey
Rating 6 Jammer
Rating 3 Maglock Passkey
Rating 6 Ultrasound Emitter/Detector
Rating 6 White Noise Generator

Rating 6 Chemsuit
Respirator
5x Trauma Patch
5x Rating 6 Antidote Patch
5x Rating 6 Stimulant Patch
5x Rating 6 Tranq Patch
Medkit w/ 4 supply refills

Ascent/Descent Harness, Ascent/Descent Kit, Rappelling Gloves, 200 m Rope, Grapple Gun, 200m Stealth Grapple Line, Catalyst Stick

Survival Kit w/ 20 days' ration bars

Twenty caches of equipment scattered across Seattle: each is a gym bag containing a smartlinked Remington Super Warhawk, ten rounds of match-grade and ten rounds of armor-piercing ammunition for it, an Offensive HE grenade, a secure long coat, a hundred and ninety nuyen, and a handset cell phone
.
Obvious Cyberarm w/3 pts Strength Enhancement, integral Dikoted Retractable Cyberspur (damage code 8S), and built-in Smartgun Link (1.25 Essence)
Alphaware Boosted Reflexes Level 3 (2.8 Essence)
Datajack (0.2 Essence)
Retinal Mods: Flare Comp, Low-Light, Thermo, Electronic 3 Mag (0.6 Essence)
Dermal Plating level 2 (1 Essence)

Secure Jacket
Conc 9, Ballistic 5, Impact 3, wt 2
Notes: Has Velcro straps to attatch reversible night/day camoflage-pattern covers in desert, snow, woodland, urban, and winter woodland. Has various reinforced pockets, hooks and straps to protect and conceal the various bits of electronics James carries.

3x Normal Clothing

Two of each kind of book-listed grenade, except mini-grenades

Smartlinked Smith & Wesson X-Frame: Model 500 Hunter
Range Light Carbine, Conceal 3, ammo 5 cyl, mode SA, damage 10S, wt 3 kg
Standard muzzle brake uninstalled: Gas Vent III installed. Second shot still suffers a +3 recoil penalty.
In gun: 5 match-grade bullets (+35% range)
Spare: 195 match-grade bullets
1,000 normal bullets for practise, stored at the firing range

Kahr MK Series MK40
Range Light Pistol, Conceal 8, ammo 5©, mode SA, damage 8M, wt 0.7 kg
Silencer installed, gun is in concealable holster
In gun: 5-round clip Explosive (not factored into the damage code)
Two spare 5-round clips Explosive
Two spare clips Armor Piercing
1000 normal bullets for practise, stored at the firing range

Smartlinked Glock 20 w/ attatched FSSG and +Floorplate
Range Heavy Pistol, Conceal 6, ammo 17©, mode SA/FA, damage 9M, wt 0.8
Silencer available but unmounted
In gun: 17-round clip Armor Piercing
Nine spare 17-round clips Armor Piercing
1,000 normal rounds (kept at the firing range for practise)

Smartlinked Browning A-Bolt Eclipse M10000
Range Medium Machine Gun, Conceal NA, Ammo 3©, mode SS, damage 12S, wt 4.45 kg
A-Bolt detachable magazines require a Complex Action to change. (Open floorplate, change magazine, close floorplate.) Alternately, the action can be opened and a number of rounds equal to the user's Quickness can be added to the magazine one at a time.
Accessories: Bipod, silencer
In gun: 3 match-grade rounds
Spare: 97 match-grade rounds
100 armor peircing incindiary rounds
1000 normal bullets for practise, stored at the firing range

History:
Formerly of the Crimson Streets go-gang on the outskirts of the Redmond Barrens, James' life changed drastically when the gang was hired to serve as assasins for a corp to get rid of a troublesome group of shadowrunners. The runner group shot their way out of the ambush and proceeded to absolutely flatten the Crimson Streets, impressing James deeply and inspiring a change of profession. He decided to become a shadowrunner himself.
Despite his origins as street trash, his relentless drive for self-improvement and newfound appreciation for subtlety and professionalism has impressed many of his associates. He studies The Art of War, Jane's Firearms, and The Anarchist's Cookbook, and has begun to visit a firing range and dojo. He views his mental image of a 'true' shadowrunner and street samurai to be an ideal to work towards, and almost laughs out loud when people call shadowrunning a dirty profession: he's seen- and lived- far, far worse.
Not having the contacts to access top-of-the-line cyberware, James has poured his early gains into something unique: an integrated computing/communications/sensor rig built mostly from retail components, but networked together into something largely unprecidented. Its diverse capabilities have surprised many who wrote him off as just another slab of street meat.

Appearence: James is a small-framed, wiry man with brown hair and cybereyes, his ethnic background an unremarkable mishmash of European influences. He tends to wear wraparound sunglasses everywhere, something no longer as weird as it was now that you can just turn up the gain on your artifical retinas, but still noticable.

[Toptomcat]

Rating 6 White Noise generator active: shotgun and laser microphones are interfered with, as well as ordinary eavesdroppers.
Rating 6 cyberware scan on Baker initiated. TN to detect normal cyberware is 3, alphaware is 6: the more successes, the more information is given.
Full sensor logging initiated: records being taken from pinhole micro-camcorder, recorder, bug scanner, radio scanner, cyberware scanner, bio-monitor, and GPS system.

[Mystweaver]

Listening in carefully to everyone in the room. High Frequency and Hearing Amplification active. Listening for any use of subvocal microphones. Looking around to see how well armed people are.

toptomcat, how obvious is your box of gadgets?

[Toptomcat]

It's distributed around the armor jacket, in quasi-concealed pockets. It's not that difficult to notice, but it's impossible to tell that it's any different from, say, a couple of iPods.

[Glyph]

Astral assensing test:

[ Spoiler ]

05, 04, 03, 03, 02, 01 (2 successes, general information)
She won't make any additional attempts.

[Toptomcat]

Ah. I'm used to GMs rolling pretty much everything, but I see things are different on these boards.

[ Spoiler ]

Cyberware scanner: 2, 9, 5, 9, 1, 1. Specific information about the rating and purpose of standard implants, somewhat specific information about the rating and purpose of alphaware.
Bug scanner: 9, 4, 2, 5, 3, 1. Most bugs probably detected, but not in the time-frame of the meet (takes half an hour)
Radio scanner: 1, 4, 1, 14, 10, 21.
Broadcast decryption: 12, 10, 12, 1, 3, 2.
:eek:
Unless the equipment was designed by Leonardo, all radio conversations of interest to my key word-scanner will be recorded starting about ten minutes from now- slightly more if encrypted.

[Glyph]

Most of the games seem to have the players post their rolls in the OOC thread, so I kind of assumed it would be that way in this game. If Chance359 wants to do all of the dice rolling, though, I'm fine with that too.

[Chance359]

Sorry I didn't respond quicker. I prefer you doing all of your own rolls, I'll be calling for rolls that need to be made using the spoiler tag for those who need to make them. Sorry it's gotten off to a slow start but I was waiting for Jared_Connely to get back into town before my next post.

Toptomcat:

[ Spoiler ]

the cyberware scanner reveals a data jack, low grade wired reflexes and an ADVAT.228 military grade smartlink. The bug scanner picks up nothing.

Glyph:

[ Spoiler ]

The Assening test reveals Jacob Baker is in good health, with a moderate amount of cyberware, and is generally feeling calm.

[Lindt]

I should mention, that I wont be posting over the weekend, or mondays untill ski season ends. Gotta have your priorities.

Posting IC shortly

Also, f you wnt post your sheet, at least a 3 second of your name, gender and race? I dont even know if we are all humans or what?

[Glyph]

I second that. I could always look at the sheets, but I would rather not have to try to skim over the stuff my character wouldn't know, trying to find the description. Here is a physical description of Viper. Unlike the general one in the recruitment thread, this more specifically describes what she looks like at the meet (she changes her "look" fairly often).


Viper is an attractive elven female of medium height, with a slender build.

Her hair is dyed a dark green, slicked back but with a long braided ponytail. She has bright green eyes and pale skin. She is wearing a bit too much dark eyeliner, and a flourescent light green lipstick, which matches the flourescent plastic loop earrings she is wearing.

She is wearing a black, street-styled jacket, probably armored, but worn open now. It has an "Evil Ernie" smilie button on it. She is wearing a synthleather mini-skirt with fishnet stockings and workboots, and a black midriff-baring shirt that displays a tattoo - a design of snakes coiled around vines, both green but with vivid red flowers, encircle her navel, and seem to be part of a bigger design. The shirt appears to be any other metal band shirt, until you look closer - it is actually the name of a fluffy boy band, but the style of lettering is that used by an equally well-known metal band, umlauts and all.

She seems nonchalant, but with a bit of bouncy energy to her as well - or maybe she's just fidgety because of nerves.

[Glyph]

Etiquette test (to see if she knows who the rigger is):

[ Spoiler ]

Etiquette: 11, 10, 05, 03

[Mystweaver]

Perception Test to see who is packing heat

[ Spoiler ]

Rolled 4 times. Or just take the first.

Jacob: 7, 4, 3, 5, 8, 1

Toptomcat: 3, 2, 4, 5, 1 ,1 (argh!)
Glyph: 10, 1, 2, 5, 4, 7
Lindt: 4, 3, 1, 9, 5, 5

Etiquette for GTO

[ Spoiler ]

(Base)
3
(Street)
3, 5, 1

[Toptomcat]

Etiquette:

[ Spoiler ]

5

What kind of neighborhood is the Docks in?

[Mystweaver]

Hopefully a really crappy one :D


Just for referrence, as I like the idea Viper has going. Here is a brief description of Chi-Sao as he sits with the other runners:


Sitting along aside you is what you would only consider a boy. He is oriental and for those of you with a least half a brain, clearly chinese. His hair is short on top and long at the back and appears better looked after than his clothing. A dark brown long coat covers an urban combat jacket that looks like it has seen better days. The coat is plain but the jacket and synthleather pants have small Ying-Yang's, some of which have faded or is that just dirt? A pair of black combat/biker boots are scuffed and heavily worn.

This kid looks more like a wannabie than anything else.

[Ninja Please]

etiquette - GTO

[ Spoiler ]

17,5,3,3

Brandon is a trim human, 28 years old. His short brown hair is stylishly cut, its obvious that he takes pride in his looks. He wears a striped black and pale gold dress shirt, grey slacks, and black shoes. Over that, he has a dark grey wool overcoat. The armor weaves stands out to those who know to look for it. For the especially perceptive, there is a concealed holster in the small of his back.

Brandon's dress looks out of place here. Its clear that when he heard of club meeting, he didn't think of the current surroundings. None the less, he looks comfortable and confident.

[Toptomcat]

James is a small-framed, wiry, young man with brown hair and eyes hidden behind wraparound sunglasses, his ethnic background an unremarkable mishmash of European influences. He seems rather wary and tense. He's wearing a long, gray armor jacket with a couple of customized pockets built into it, and has a boxy Glock pistol at his side.

[Chance359]

Ninja Please

[ Spoiler ]

You've heard of GTO, Gregory Thomas something. Did pretty well on the underground racing circuit a few years back, you heard he entered the shadows.

Toptomcat:

[ Spoiler ]

Yup you've heard he's a rigger

Mystweaver:

[ Spoiler ]

You can't confirm that anyone is caring or not. You've heard of GTO, he's a rigger from Tacoma

Glyph:

[ Spoiler ]

GTO is a rigger who works out of Tacoma, so ties to the mob and Fuchi. Did pretty well on the underground racing circuit a few years back

[Toptomcat]

Question. Can I re-tool my jammer to cause more interference, but in a smaller area than normal?

[Chance359]

Toptomcat: it should be possible, but if you're using a jammer, you might rule out the option of having the rigger control the vehicle from off site.

Also I'm going out of town this weekend so I'll post tomorrow morning (friday) and again on sunday night. Next week I get to go and play deployment for a week so I'm not sure how much I'll be able to post, but I'll do my best to keep the game moving.

[Toptomcat]

'play deployment'?
You're military?

[Mystweaver]

Update now I'm not so mashed and with some IC posts. The following seems to be what I have noticed from posts so far. In Bold are uncertain details.

Mystweaver = Chi-Sao. Human, Male, Chinese, 18 yrs old. Street Sam
Glyph = Viper, Elven, Female, Caucasian, Early 20's? Mage
Toptomcat = James Drake, Human, Male, Caucasian, Age Street Sam
Jared_Connerly = Henry, Dwarven, Male, Caucasian, Age Decker
Ninja Please = Brandon, Human, Male, Caucasian, 28 yrs old, Street Sam/Medic
Lindt = Berklee, Human, Male, Amerid, 26, shamenic conjuror.