Worst. Moment. Ever., When your heart drops into your shoes Options

[Talia Invierno]

In a bit of backstory filling-in for a reporter-PC, we discovered that apparently her trid network had done a "Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous" series (sponsored by the local corporations, of course), and her cub assignment had been to make it look good. Only problem was, one of the local corporation heads she was supposed to cover as one of the episodes in that series didn't actually have a life. Any kind of life. "Blandness" would have been an improvement. Try to edit to create an hour of watchable trid out of that kind of character ... out of the five hours of the executive's time which had been booked for the PR interview and tour. Five hours of ... bland. "Oh, you have a fireplace!" "It's against company regulations to light a fire on company property." Screensaver? Company issue. Children? 2.3 ("expecting"): one boy, one girl. Getting desperate: "How often do you have sex?" "Three times." etc. etc. etc. The colour scheme was beige on taupe. A cleaning drone followed her every move to remove the scuff marks from her walking across the carpets!

Much later in the game, one of her contacts was very surprised when a brand-new gift of (the same brand of) cleaning drone was in short order demolished, smashed, incinerated, pulverised, and then thrown off a 20th story balcony to fall under the wheels of a semi. "Uhm ... I'll just take that back then, shall I?"

So what was your character's worst moment ever?


Edit: you can't brag about it if you didn't survive it. I'm expecting mostly combat-type stuff, but I'm really hoping for personality-showcasing moments, especially the kind you can laugh about ... later.

[Frag-o Delux]

Being shot by a SWAT sniper using a 121 center mass.

[KosherPickle]

[Talia Invierno]

:grinbig: Shall I modify to say non-serious injury moment, the kind that can be laughed about ... afterward? :D

[Arkelias]

Castration. Don't ask. I don't want to talk about it...

[Lindt]

Something to do with Dick Clark and a dildo datajack... I really wish I knew what my GM was on at that time...

[D.o.d.d.]

Worst, non-serious injury moment ever?

Well, the time I forgot about the dwarfs Thermo when using a Stealth suit to sneak through a mechanics shop. Fortunatly, they found the whole situation rather funny and just took my stealth suit, my guns, my certified cred stick, my kits, my lvl 9 passkey, my clothes, and threw me out into the street in a class D neighborhood. Nice fellas, them. :P

Mind you, I was without clothes for all of thirty seconds, but I got nada of my stuff back at any point during the game. I ended that run down 200 grand on paper, closer to 500 grand after replacement costs were factored in.

And I won't even comment on what it took to get back into my own house...

[Hunter]

How about having a pair of hitman break into the character's apartment while he's in the shower? :eek:

Fortunately, he's never got a gun more than a few feet away even then. ;)

[Frag-o Delux]

When my brothers character ran into a fire fight to save my butt and missed his target by 1. The GM allowed him to use karma to re-roll the the whole action and botched the die roll and fell face first to the ground and shot himself through the neck. And subsuquently died from blood loss, while I was pinned down behind a church altar.

[Dingus_McGee]

About a week ago in a beginning-runner level campaign.......

My character, a kleptomaniac burglar physical adept with the vindictive flaw.

The other guys had started the campaign without me, so the GM worked me in by having the mafia pay them to pick me up off the street and torture me. A case of mistaken identity. Still, the other characters got really into it befor ethe don showed up, so after I got some medical attention and a couple of nuyen for compensation, I follow them back to their team-house and wait for them to leave again.

As I'm breaking in and trying to heft a plasma screen TV to the 3rd story window, they return unexpectedly and I freeze.

The mage reacts by casting a force 4 Agony spell on me. I fail my resistance roll, so my character screams in pain before dropping and breaking the plasma screen TV. I then fall unconscious. I'm STILL paying off that damn TV.......:(

[Frag-o Delux]

A newbie(first game) was following my character around. The newbie already pissed another veteran player off to the point he wanted to kill him. While I was conducting business with a couple of other players, I told his character to stand outside. I didn't want him involved in my deal. While talking to the other players not paying attention to what the newbie was doing or what the GM was saying to him(the GM never asked for my attention so I payed it now mind). The veteran, a rigger had a doberman drone cruise up to him and aim his gun at him. He ran into the store where I was and told me a dog was chasing him. The GM told him a doberman can up to him, not relising the newbie didn't know the doberman was a drone, the newbie thought the doberman was a dog with cyber machine gun mounted on it. A slight misunderstanding. Well when the newbie came in and interuppted my deal exclaiming a dog (not telling me about the LMG) was after him I told him to go back out there and kick it or shot it. He ran outside and proceeded to kick it, spraining his ankle, then he shot it, nothing happened. The drone proceeded to shot him full of LMG ammo. He crawled back into the store and the GM described a bloody body is crawling towards me claiming that is no ordinary dog. Then I relised the "dog" he was fighting was a drone.

[NeO_ZeN]

If anyone wants a good laugh, head over to the CLUE files and have a look at The Body Electric.

I still can't believe it happened, and it's my game. :eek:

The Body Electric

[Frag-o Delux]

Is there a link I don't know the CLUE files.

[Austere Emancipa...]

Here

[booklord]

Shadowrunners are hired by a mysterious johnson who asks them to break into a subterrean chamber and destroy a few baby wyverns that a certain nasty magic group is raising.

The johnson sends a few specialists along with the group to help them get through the entrance. ( But the specialists remain behind as the group goes in ). They travel down some large hallways into a chamber where a few young winged reptile like creatures are. The runners open fire and nearly kill two of them.

All of a sudden, a powerful magical barrier springs up between the reptiles and the runners. A large western dragon ( not a great .... this pre-dates the dragon book ) drops an invisibility spell and appears out of nowhere and asks...

"HOW DARE YOU HUNT MY YOUNG?!?"

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End result....

Dragon takes ritual samples from every member of the runner team.
They are given one month to track down, the people who hired them.
Otherwise (well let's just say it wouldn't be pretty )

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Now before you start nominating me for most evil GM award, I gave several clues that the johnson and his associates were not on the up and up.

1) There were no humanoid guards
2) All the tunnels in the lair were obviously made for something REAL big.
3) The young didn't even attack the runners, they only hissed at them.
4) The nest if they had bothered to look at it before opening fire did not look human-made.

If the runners had chosen not to attack the baby dragons the mother dragon (again pre-dates dragon book) would have paid the runners to track down the people who hired them instead of forcing them to.

[Blitz]

[Blitz]

Ok...the temptation is too great. Here's the cliff notes version of the events that caused my namesake to lose a handle on sanity....

My team was hired to do a simple courier job by the most vile b!tch on the planet. aka Nakaido, assistant to the President (I think) of Novatech and highest ranking Johnson in the corp.

Of course, we didn't know about her until after, and Blitz is the only one of the group that knows the TRUE depth of her Cruella Deville-ness.

Anywho...we've got like 5 different boxes all packaged up identical to the box we are actually transferring. I assume the group was thinking we might need decoys. It was these decoys that destroyed Blitz's life....

So Blitz is driving part of the team around in her tricked out Master Rigger Van while the rest of the group trails like a convoy. I make the mistake of not asking what rating neighborhood we are in before launching a simple unarmed condor drone. Unfortunately, we were in a AAA neighborhood so a Lone Star Strato-9 drone spots the launch and, while not hostile, decides it's worth keeping an eye on.

Unfortunately, at this point I'm still new to SR and for the most part, follow along with the groups plans and actions. BAD MISTAKE.

They decide to employ the decoy boxes in an attempt to confuse the watching Lone Star. They direct me to random warehouses and such where we back in, dump out a box and drive away.

Lone Star sees - suspicious vehicle dropping off large unmarked package in front of random targets. Deduction=possible bomb drop offs.

Sooooo......Long story short, 4 warehouses are converged upon with high tech bomb squads while the REST of Seattle's Lone Star forces move to apprehend the suspected terrorists. The party all yells at me for launching the drone in the first place, which I will admit was not the best thing to do. However, it wasn't MY idea to act as if we are terrorists!

The entire party gets away by jumping ship from the van while I attempt to lose my tails. Sooo not happening. I wind up in a parking garage which is instantly surrounded. Exiting the vehicle in full rhutheniums, I was hoping to escape unseen, but that was laughable. They tell me to put up my hands, I do....and take a Barrett round in dead center mass.

Apparently, the bullet was owned by Novatech.

Anyway, Novatech manages to redirect me from the hospital Lone Star was taking me, to Novatech's Private facilities. They fix my wound, and add a lovely parting gift as well. A nanohive producing...yep, you guessed it...cutters.

Nakaido approaches the remaining team and tells them that if we work for them for FREE they will return Blitz to the team. The team (knowing our twisted GM) says NO WAY. (which Nakaido graciously records and plays back to Blitz as she's coming out of surgery, in the hopes of getting Blitz to work directly for Novatech) Good thing Blitz has other friends. NPC friends manage to extract her from Novatech, but it's learned relatively soon that they messed her up severely. They used mind control, and serious drugs to make her absolutely bat sh!t crazy. She can't sleep because of the nightmares (usually involving her team turning against her in vivid symbology causing uncontrolled rage) and when she's conscious, she can't control her own thoughts. She is powerless against the strong desire to kill her entire party. And to boot...they jacked her up on kamikaze to give her the oomph to take a majority of them.

Needless to say, Blitz never went back to the team, has never seen any of those teammates again and has been battling Novatech and Nakaido for 3 years now (out of game years that is).

She's just recently managed to kidnap the doctor that installed the nanite hive and forced him to shut the damn thing down (though Nakaido thinks she's dead anyway). Now she's planning her ultimate revenge on Nakaido. That storyline is set to play in Runs & Run Ideas under the title ELK? (I think, though I don't remember what it stands for)

.....and if you want to know what evil GM did all this??

:: points accusingly at Grendel ::

That Pooey-head :D

[Gyro the Greek S...]

Say, are the CLUE files ever coming back? And if not, does anyone have plans to resurrect them on their own?

[krishcane]

Troll on the first floor wants to get to bad guys on the second floor, but they have the stairwell covered. She thinks, "How about I use smashing blow to smash through the ceiling, climb up into an adjacent room, and then attack them from behind?" Well and good, but the ceiling are a bit high, so even as a troll, she has to climb up on a desk to reach. The desk is an old antique oak frame model.

While standing on the desk, the does the smashing blow first strike upward -- the result, however, is that the concrete-and-steel layer between floors in the office building is stronger than the desk she's standing on. Combine that with her 1000-lb. weight (we use Patrick's weight rules), and her feet and legs go through the desk. Instead of breaking the ceiling, she's now standing on the floor wearing an oak desk around her waist.

Just then, her sister (also a troll, cybered up and tipping the scales at 1345 lbs.) enters the room with a grenade launcher. Not too bright, she thinks, "Hey, maybe I can shoot a grenade up the stairwell and have it ricochet around to the top, thus killing the bad guys." I guess maybe she thought if it works in Unreal Tournament, it should work here. Of course, being this kind of person, she's using an IPE Offensive grenade.

Naturally, the grenade goes waaaay off-target (since SR rules are so harsh about scatter on grenade launchers) and bounces back into the room where both sisters are standing. The cyber-sister manages to run out of the room no problem. The adept sister, unfortunately, finds it hard to run while wearing a desk. She tries to hobble out of the room with the desk, but gets stuck at the doorway.

Realizing the can't escape, she crouches down inside the desk. When the grenade goes off, it blows out the interior walls of the building (which were just Kevlar wallboard) and shoves the desk, with her in it, all the way across the interior floorplan. She ends up embedded in a desk, buried under rubble, until her sister can dig her out.

--K

[last_of_the_grea...]

This is a worst moment as a GM...players never let me live it down.

The team is trying to distract a young and totally unprepared (Don't ask how, long story) western dragon from a sneak attack. Don't ask for too many details...but basically, 3 are talking, one is sneaking. Well, they fail. The troll gunbunny decides he still wants to distract it so he says, and I quote, "I piss on it." My eyes bulge. "Pardon me," says I? He says, "I whip it out and take a whizz on Mr. Dragon." I shake my head...well, he got the dragon's attention all right. Roll initiative...

The troll goes first, aims his shotgun at the eye, calls the shot and, using AV rounds, a smartgun 2 and high skill with biowear that helps, pluss all his combat pool, rolls all successes. Scary. I, rolling for the dragon, get all of3, count 'em, 2 successes. My dice failed me that day as I could not manage to stage it down to less than a deadly wound...and no, I don't fudge dice. Finally, the dragon, down to his last karma, invokes Hand of God...if the players can use it, so can I. His smartlink accidentally targets a chair. "Okay," he says, "Now for my second burst." I figure, okay...he'd never do that again. Murphy musta been listening...

Play it again, Sam...all successes. Mr. Dragon, Karmaless, fails to stage down a deadly wound. The pissed off dragon dies. Do you guys have any idea what a dragon body is worth?

I made sure noone ever believed he pulled it off (in charecter of course).

[last_of_the_grea...]

Grrr...BAD double post!

[hobgoblin]

selling a dragons body? sounds like they would get lofwyr (or some other great one) on theyre neck then. never smart to piss of a dragon by selling one of its kind...

[Mace]

Well, my tale falls into the "I can't believe this shit" and the "What the fuck are you smoking" categories.

I have an elven mage who has a particular flaw that the GM decided to take FULL advantage of - Weirdness Magnet. Said mage is travelling in his car to a meet with the Johnson at a restaurant in Downtown Seattle. Having just exited the freeway and moving through the quiet little suburbs containing mostly low rent housing (East Downtown IIRC) car pauses for a red light.

At the point - the weirdness magnet kicked in - with a vengeance. Five very large trolls dressed in a motley collection of pirate garb and carrying assorted cutlasses, knives, flintlock pistols they ripped off from somewhere, drunk as lords and bombed out of their tiny little minds on some really choice BTL chips proceeded to kidnap the rigger in the vehicle behind the mages - his teams rigger while she was trapped by the traffic at the light and hold her for ransom.

The mage at this point decides he really should help her out and proceeds to prepare to unload a spell out through the tinted windows before exiting to take advantage of the distraction to bail the rigger out. Figures a Chaotic World spell amped up should do the trick. Oh boy - did it.

The dice roll - and wouldn't you know it - out of 12 dice not one of them comes down less than a 4 - and there was only one 4. Better than 6 6's. Willpower for anyone in the area apart from the rigger - no better than 4 (except the mages own). Cue EVERYONE in the cars around, on the sidewalk the trolls had dragged the rigger onto and were preparing to tie her to the 'mainmast' of a utility pole being VERY distracted. Including with the light just going green, a number of drivers. Mage was a little distracted himself but held it together enough to function thanks to the Increase Willpower +4 spell he usually has in operation.

Mages vehicle winds up with an Oscar Weinermobile crashing into it and burying him knee deep and covering most of his vehicle and half the immediate area around him in a light coating of hot dogs, the trolls randomly accosting people demanding to know if they were Spaniards, shooting at nearby vehicles having been suddenly surrounded by the Spanish Armada and in one trolls case, attempting to hump a handy fire hydrant and calling it "Sugah...". The rigger looking at all the pretty lights, half the pedestrians zoned out and the other half along with most of the nearby drivers deciding to move rapidly - with no particular concern for direction. :eek:

End result - one badly damaged mages vehicle, one lightly damaged riggers vehicle, one small riot, massive property damage and a very unhappy mage driving a very battered car showing up at the meet 5 minutes late - with a rigger in a less battered car showing up a little after him. Fortunately the Johnson was late as well - seems he got held up in an unexpected traffic jam in East Downtown...

I won't even go into the pokemon shaman that showed up a while later...

[Talia Invierno]

:rotfl: And ... Pokémon shaman? And I thought having contacts among the First Church of Elvis was challenging ...

[Fortune]

There's a bounty on shamanic followers of Pokémon. There's only one hitch...

...Gotta catch 'em all!