A run worthy of the CLUE files... Options

[Shev]

Hey, we've all had it happen. Between bad decisions and bad luck, you get the quintessential Run From Hell™. I have here one such run that I GM'd that I would like to share.

It had been a while since I played with this particular group, so they all had lost their old character sheets. So, they whipped up some new ones for this session. Here's the cast of the run:

A cybered up drug distributor in the employ of a Ghost Cartel. His specialty: dual revolvers.

A slightly-less-cybered-but-not-by-much ex-Lone Star negotiator. He's so paranoid he has to roll willpower to pick up the phone.

A stealthy ork adept swordsman. He's a new player, just asked to me to make him a magical swordsman with stealth, so...

Last, a slightly cybered elf sniper. He has a single cybereye outfitted with just about everything a cybereye can have that he usually keeps covered with a patch.

Things start out fairly well. The drug distributor is told by his higher up in the Cartel that he is to off a local Yak officer who is dealing the same type of drugs (i.e. narcotics) to eliminate the competition. He is given :nuyen: 100,000 to assemble a team, along with a specific parameter: the Yak had to die by a blade.

So, the distributor goes through his contacts, mainly dirty police. After talking to a couple of contacts, he makes his first mistake. After getting he number of the ex-Lone Star negotiator from a corrupt Lone Star chief whose station covers the area of the targets residence, the distributor decides not to pay him. The chief asked for some "lovin'" as he called it, and the distributor said "Here's an e-hug" and hung up on him. As he just spent :nuyen: 1000 on another dirty cop just before to get the number of this guy and thus still had 99,000 to go, I was rather mystified as to why he would decided to stiff this guy. As it was, this chief now knew of the assassination plot against the Yak, who also "donated" regularly. Moreover, he wasn't happy being stiffed like that...

The negotiator passes his test to pick up the phone and is recruited. The other two guys are recruited by the negotiator, and they all head to the distributors house in a nice neighborhood to meet. I don't know about you guys, but when heavily chromed runners all gather in a nice neighborhood, I get worried. Fortunately, the neighbors didn't see/notice the three as they came to the house. They're all establishing a plan, and things are going ok, when the drug distributor gets cocky, and decides to prove his marksmanship with (rather loud) revolvers by shooting the wine glass out of the hand of the sniper. Somehow, despite rolling 12 dice, he manages to get no successes. He misses entirely, not hurting the sniper (but only because he jerked his hand away).

The paranoid (who was talking with the adept) wasn't looking when the distributor shot the gun. He failed two consecutive willpower tests, immediately swung his slivergun around and popped off two shots at the distributor at point blank range. Exit distributor.

So, the runners quickly try to administer first aid. No luck. With a body rapidly cooling on the table, they begin to wonder if the neighbors heard the revolver shot (mercifully, they didn't). After a brief search of the house, they leave. Guess who found the credstick? That's right, the new player. Whistling, he stuffs it into his jacket and leaves along with the other two. Score one for the newb. Of course, even if the distributor had lived, the place would have been swarming with lone star cops as soon as the drug distributor showed his face or there was any threat to the Yak. You just don't slot off the corrupt Lone Star chief and get off scot free.

Pathetic, no? But wait, there's more.

After the allotted week, the Ghost Cartel sends another guy to "take care of" the first and take over his mission. Incidentally, he has the exact same skills and contacts as the last drug distributor! Yes, I was too lazy to make him start from scratch. Sue me. :P

Anyways, this guy gets to the first guys house, and find the dead stinking body on the table. He calls his boss, and told him that he killed the first guy. Why he lied, I don't know. He buries the rotting carcass in the back yard. In the middle of the day.

Did I mention this was a nice neighborhood?

About 5 minutes after burying the guy, he gets a knock at the door. It's a Lone Star cop, called by rather scared neighbors. The new distributors reaction? shoot the cop- with his unsilenced revolver. On his front doorstep.

I don't think he really knows what a nice neighborhood meant.

Naturally, Lone star was called, and things ended up on the freeway. However, 3 car dice is not enough to outrun 3 Lone Star cruisers. The outcome? One big fireball.

So, can anyone top this? :)