Fondest TEAMS, Memories of you and your comrades Options

[Degausser]

Looking back on shadowrun, I realize that I have played in many-a-campaign, but there is always one that sticks out in my mind. The GM was good, we all wanted to play, and all of our characters were AWESOME. The campaign ender, we took over and launched a nuclear missile from an Aztech military base, and the most any of us got damaged was our mage, who suffered light drain. Anyway, I wanna share mine, and hear your, favorite teams.

SR3

John Doo (Me) (Pistol Physad) All physad points into increasing my initiative and improving my pistols skill. One of the primary combatants.
-Secondary abilities: Pretty good with a rifle (though, not magical) so I was the team sniper.
-Also was good with Gun B/R, so I was the team armorer.

Quote:
GM: There are four guys exiting the plane, they haven't seen you.
Me: I shoot each of them once (I dual weilded.)
(Dice rolling)
GM: The last guy has a light wound.
Me: THAT'S IT?
GM: Oh, the other three are dead. . . I just assumed you knew that.


Hanzo (Street Sam) Our honest-to-goodness Ninja, he studied Ninjutstu and was cybered and bio-ed to hell and back. Specialized in CQC.
-Had a Dikoted No-Dochi . . . that never gets old.
-Also had a bunch of stealth and gymnastic skills. Our spy.

Quote:
(During a kidnapping)
"Don't worry, I'm a Ninja." (knocks her unconscious)

Tony (Not his real name) Our Aspected Hermetic Sorcerer. Was one of several Mafia guys who ran the shadows and reported the news back to the mafiosos.
-Had Advanced degrees in Magical theory and Chemistry, making him the team academic.
-Also had levels in demolitions, making him the team Demolitions expert.

Quote:
(Tony reflects three spells cast at him by astrally projecting mages, killing them.)
"That's right, bitches. You full magicians think you are sooooo high and mighty. Who's laughing now?"

Tryxx I guess the closest archatype would be 'Drone Rigger' though he had a low-end control rig. He was our resident Tech guy, with enough electronics and B/R skills to do just about anything we wanted. Couldn't hack, but he could manually bypass maglocks and stuff. Wielded a Shotgun in combat.
-Also had a high biotech skill, making him the team street doc.
-As above, he had an array of spy drones, and he could remote control rigged cars.

Quote:
"It's not a successful run unless we've made the evening news and still managed to avoid the star coming down on us."

[Blade]

SR3, The "OverRun" team. I GMed that one:

Max Anderson (Face): More or less the leader of the team.
- Unawakened ("How can you trust magic? It's so... unnatural!") Unaugmented, but quite skilled in a lot of areas.
- Started the campaign with a ticking cortex bomb because of a complicated mafia story. It went off but it "just" made him amnesiac.

Quote:
" 'OverRun'? Don't you like "RunAway" better?"

Axel Ghost (Gunslinger Adept): Badass dual wielding gunslinger
- Except that he had Haemophilia
- Started to learn knitting to repair his broken armored jackets and became a "Shadow tailor".
- A crazy fox shapeshifter fell in love with him.

Quote (replacing his armored jackets in a shop for the third time in a week):
Shop assistant: "You sure buy a lot of these!"
Axel: " Yes, I'm starting to think I'd rather wash the used ones."

Yuki (Katana Adept) : Completely crazy Japanese painter who became a Shadowrunner to study "the beauty of chaos".
- Charged people with an electrical-vibro-monowire-katana. He didn't dikote because the player didn't like the idea of dikoting.
- His mood changed according to what he was wearing.

Quote (after getting hit by the burst fire of the guard he was charging):
"Severe Wound? Okay, the run is officially started."

Marcellus Wallace (Badger Shaman): Grumpy dwarf
- Used Stunbolt (Light) on people he didn't like

Quote:
"This guy is going to have a headache..."

[wind_in_the_ston...]

The details are kind of irrelevant, but our best campaigns have been the ones with the best characters and character development. It's always about the role-playing interaction. The development of character relations. An organic campaign thread that goes where the characters go. Characters that grow as fleshed-out people, while becoming stronger and more talented.

[ICPiK]

Played a member in a team, that all started as losers after 4 years of playing every other Sunday we were pulling down super runs. The beginning of the end was when a renraku military team blew up our quadriplegic riggers tricked out hovercraft, detonating all the demolition experts c-12 as well as all the other missiles, grenades, hmg rounds, resulting in a 1580d explosion in downtown bkersfield. After that we were labeled as Eco-terrorist and were hunted non stop. We made it as far as LA trying to get across the border. When only 2 team members were left standing almost dead my troll demo expert suicide bombed resulting in complete death of team and adversaries. Every time i start new teams i think of them.

RIP: MEAT, Paully the blade, Jammer, Maco, & JO

[toturi]

In days of yore, during SR3:

Elf stealth/tactical virtuso adept - Finishing move/fav schtick - Background Count 10 virtuso(kata) performance

Ex-ganger troll bounty hunter(high strength archer) - Finishing move/fav schtick - Anti-tank arrows

Human druid - Finishing move/fav schtick - Free Spirit Hidden Life(Immunity to Normal Weapons and Regeneration)

Human otaku - Finishing move/fav schtick - Info sortilage

Druid acted as the bait "mage" and dressed the part (didn't bother him much since he was Immune to Normal Weapons). Troll killed anything physical that can kill the druid. Elf ninja'ed and locked down on magical attacks if necessary. The otaku, a teenage girl at the start of the campaign was a fan of the Star Wars flat vids, she'd sit in her room, going,"It is as I have forseen it, it is your destiny!". I still have the character sheets somewhere...

[Artemis]

SR3

Tank Daddy Mac
The biggest baddest Troll ever to get kicked out of Govan (Glasgow), so tough he used a lightpistol to the head instead of coffee in the morning. Spent his time chasing prostitutes getting drunk and firing heavy weapons at things. He booby trapped his factory in the Barrrens with a lots of C15 barrels of petroleum ad whatever explosives he brought back from runs - it didnt endwell for the assault team. Ended up buying a porno studio .

Rolo tomassi
Mafioso Face caused most of our on the run problems, also defacto demo expert - didnt have a lot of skill but very enthusiastic. Generally the trolls main sidekick in trouble. Gunned down a made mafia courier, and then the team did the rest of his crew because he didnt "show enough respect" he was giving him the location of a meet with the don at the time.

Finn Manhattan
"Chemically enhanced" street sam, which is to say he was out of his face on Kamikaze and/or cram/jazz and/or novacoke everytime we went on a run (and a lot of the time when we werent) right up until the GM figured out he should have been dead a long time ago started rehab kinda- you are heavily addicted to kamikaze but one more dose and you will die- bt never really got it kicked.

The Elf
Never bothered to learn his name, his minigun however was named in the classic way- old painless. Used to spend his cash on tres chic suits luxury lifestyle and flying to fashion shows used to drive a sports bike, and yes he was wearing the minigun.

Artemis Macleane- Trampkiller
Dwarf trying to be as tough as the troll, damn near made it too could take an assault cannon round on the chin and walk away most of the time. Ran around with a spas/grenadelauncher combo and an MGL6 - all offensive and a ruthenium cloak. Got his nickname on his first run, a suspicious tramp was watching the safehouse and id just noticed the door was wired to explode, after a couple of hours i decided that he was an opposing force of some kind, he wasnt. Due to opportunity and peer pressure tramps began to bring out a psychotc urge in him, ususlly once otr twice a run.

There were plenty of others I think the group got up to about 9 members these were the most individual

[Heath Robinson]

They weren't really a team, but the group of guys in Caracas were all fun.

Doc Gaudi
A man who took the Hippocratic oath with a legionnaire's salary (they were paid in salt, hence "salary"). Used to work as a Street Doc, then he learned a bit of pretty much everything. Actually completed Medical school.

He's famous for shooting a rigger through the hull of a boat, having an Ambulance with the medical emblem modified to contain a shotgun, and knowing the rest of the psychoes. Also had a nurse that wasn't called Igor, and screamed like a pansy and ran from a fire spirit. Implanted Smiley's Move-by-Wire. Ran a DocWagon alike for Caracas 'runners.

Smiley
A good Catholhic boy who came out of a North American military with some reasonably SOTA ware. Had fractional Essence, occasionally visited a church once or twice, and attended the Bar None religiously. Wanted to be an Elf.

Famous for shooting a Dragon with a Aztechnology Striker and "killing" it. Right before we went back to the bar, roused the locals (most of them were ex-'runners) and stormed an Aztechnology special ops team who were trying to set themselves up in an old brewery. Has also turned corporate security grunts into chunky salsa, and duelled a Ghoul unarmed adept in a cloud of thermal smoke to a stand still.

Alehandro
The oldest Elf in Caracas. He only had an Edge score of 2 because he kept burning it to stay alive. Worked as a smuggler and kept having to resist the efforts of various members of "the community" who were trying to get him into some kind of public representative position.

LPO
British rigger who conducted his drones. Said words to the effect of "I only have real ammo" once.

One
Huge Troll Adept with a bow who took assassination missions and ended up going all over the world.

Famous for punching a Fire spirit to death, and surviving Caracas, Somalia, and Australia.

The Bishop
When he was in the slammer Bishop awakened and sought guidance from the Church. Theurgist and rector, he looked after a bunch of orphans and ran to put them through an education and provide shelter. I can't remember his actual name, so I'm going with a title that my housemate remembers him by. He's also a Troll, but it's not all that important.

Walked into a building with a shotgun reciting prayers and blowing apart ghouls with a shotgun.

[Sir_Psycho]

My only real-life Shadowrun game of SR3, which due to our young enthusiasm for violence and laughs was fairly silly:
"Raven" was my character, an infiltration specialist Elf. He started out as a corporate brat in New York, but a wicked anti-authoritarian streak led him to escape arcology life and do catburgling jobs for the Mafia, stealing art and raiding safes of rich family's like his own. His shining moment for the Mafia was a long term infiltration of a rich corper's household by learning to play piano and posing as a piano teacher for his daughter. They fell in love, and he ended up admitting everything to her, but unfortunately her and her father were caught in a missile the mafia fired at their limo, and they put Raven on a boat for Seattle, where the game started. (anyone ever watched Dark Angel? (IMG:style_emoticons/default/biggrin.gif) )

While stealth was his specialty, he was also a fast talking, charismatic elf, and he used to dual wield a pair of Browning Max Powers when his silenced Predator wasn't enough. He was also good in unarmed combat, with a punching specialisation. He was also pretty wired, IIRC it was his ears, eyes and reflexes that were modded.
Memorable moments:
-A huge barfight that resulted when two thugs tried to rob Raven's favourite bar. Raven decided to be nice and "non-lethal", so he dived under the table and shot a thug in the kneecaps (which I found out later, is debilitating and not very nice at all). Unfortunately, the other thug was behind the bar, and Raven decided to be a hero, and dived over the bar, tackled the thug into the glass shelves and beat him senseless. He spent the rest of the fight under tables shooting patrons in the kneecaps.
-During some legwork on a target, Raven single-handedly broke into a government building through a tiny bathroom window, but couldn't be bothered hacking in to steal the files, so he replaced the hard drive with a sandwich.
-Having the aforementioned government target fall out of a first story window of his family home right on top of Raven. I think he took light stun.
-In nothing but jeans, a t-shirt and a pair of shock gloves, Raven survived a shadowrun on him involving a punch-up in a nightclub bathroom (coat-hangared the guy with a shock glove as he chased Raven out the door), avoiding a pistol firing assassin on the dance-floor, as well as the bouncers trying to catch him, having his escape cab lightning bolted to slag, dodging a fireball from the same mage while failing an athletics roll to jump a fence (he fell on his back and saw the fireball fly over his face), punching the (drain fatigued) mage out, resisting an intercept by a shotgun wielding rigger and jumping into his Westwind and speeding away. He also had to "disarm" he accidentally activated in the Westwind, by throwing it through a shop window, as well as a final gang encounter on the road. He made a profit, too!
-Starting a side career as a media snoop, because during an infiltration he abseiled past a couple having sex in their apartment, and decided to take a few cyber-eye shots, which he ended up giving to a reporter who was down on his luck.
-Saving a woman from an Ork mugger who was much tougher and stronger than himself with his pugilistic prowess.

His team-mate, who joined the campaign after a few of those incidences, was an Ork Samurai named "Loki". Loki was a scandinavian born ork, who got mixed up with a Seattle street gang called the Red Dragons (or something), who were jap-centric, and decided to follow the ancient code of Bushido. When the game started he was on the run from the gang.

Loki was pretty menacing, with his crew cut, red cyber-eyes, dual cyber-arms and huge physique. His specialty was killing, with his only other real talent being intimidation. And I don't mean "combat", I mean killing, because while he was deadly with his katana and dual cyber-spurs, he had no unarmed combat skill, which was an endless source of amusement.

-When we house-invaded a politician to intimidate him into dropping from a campaign, with the exception to the grounds guard that Raven shot in the head, Loki took out (non-lethally, go figure) the whole security detachment at the guy's house with a gas grenade in the window, and shooting all the guards running out the door with gel round bursts from his ingram.
-In the barfight I mentioned earlier, Loki decided to start beating up the panicking patrons of the bar, but unfortunately, due to his non-existant Unarmed skill, he kept missing (five times in a row, I think?), while the wageslave trying to defend himself got in a few punches (which he easily soaked), until Loki decided "to hell with non-lethal" and just stabbed everyone with his spurs.
-Spraypainting the aforementioned politician's dog his gang colours.
-Headbutting the politician who was trying to escape backwards out a first story bathroom window (and guess where he landed?)
-The reason the politician escaped was because after we tied up his family and security team in the lounge-room, we sent Loki to go grab the politician (forgetting his ineptitude for non-lethal tactics). The politician hit Loki in the back of the head with a candelabra, and after trying to punch the poli in vain revenge, he decided "to hell with non-lethal" (again), and got his spurs out. Luckily, Raven had the "common sense" edge, and my GM told me it would be a good idea to go check why Loki was taking so long. Loki refused to back down, so Raven tackled him to the ground, but Loki tried to punch him back. Once again, Loki's defaulting against Raven's high unarmed combat did him very little good, although he did manage to fluke and head-butt Raven in the face. This was of course how the politician managed to escape to the first story bathroom.
-During that same run, some Lone Star cops showed up to investigate a noise complaint. Loki grabbed either the politician or a security guard and told him to answer the door and act calm, with a katana at his back. He didn't manage to convince the cop to not come in, and was pushed aside and Loki one shot decapitated the helpless cop with his katana.
-During a shady dealing we ran security on, Raven kept plugging a wired up Elf samurai, sword in hand, running screaming with his pistols but couldn't bring him down, and Loki decapitated the guy just in the nick of time (He loved a decapitation).

"Jack" was an Elf Raven met on a run. They were about to shoot eachother, when Raven realised that their faces were identical. This, funnily enough, was the reason that Raven was attacked at the night-club. He was actually the GMPC, and he was an ex UCAS government agent on the run from a conspiratorial government cabal called "The Ring" or something. He was basically a CIA-equivalent field operative, and a bit of a Jack of all trades. He annoyed Raven a little, because like many GMPCs, he stole the spotlight a little. Not to say he didn't have some memorable moments:
-He was completely paranoid, and wore wierd disguises all the time, like fake noses, moustaches, beards, silly hats and glasses, etc. Raven and Loki teased him a lot.
-He could speak both Japanese and Sperethiel, so whenever Raven or Loki wanted to make fun of eachother, they'd address it to "Jack".
-After the Lone Star cop was decapitated, Jack rolled a HE grenade underneath the police cruiser just before he could call for back up. Of course, we had to run the frag away anyway, but the description of the lone star patrol-1 being lifted into the air in a nice quiet suburban haven by a thunderous explosion was very memorable.

I also played a game that never really got off it's feet due to the strange dissapearance of Divine Virus. I won't go into detail, but the team was large, high powered and very paranoid. There was some excellent player vs. player conflict, including a great one between Chrysalis' Vera and one of our particularly paranoid magicians, Aleph, which ended in Vera storming out of our dirty shared warehouse HQ and going to stay in a classy hotel and taking a luxurious bath. My ultra neurotic czechoslovakian dwarven prodigal genius also pissed a few people off in several ways, including throwing a vegan hissy fit over the cooking of bacon and eggs, jumping into the rigger's van without permission to sulk, and telling the rigger "I'm sure you already know this, but the manifold parameters on that drone are off by 0.2 percent..."