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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 248 Joined: 12-September 09 Member No.: 17,630 ![]() |
This is where we'll conduct the nuts and bolts of game play
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 767 Joined: 18-November 08 Member No.: 16,610 ![]() |
Digital Oyabun comes through. Using everyone's suggestions that'll do.
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Neophyte Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,141 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Neverwhere Member No.: 2,048 ![]() |
So when will the first post be up?
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Prime Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 3,987 Joined: 1-March 05 From: République Libre du Québec Member No.: 7,129 ![]() |
Handle: Dog
Metatype (30) [ Spoiler ] Attributes (150+0) [ Spoiler ] Qualities (-25) [ Spoiler ] Active Skills (146) [ Spoiler ] Knowledge Skills (15 free bp) [ Spoiler ] Contacts (6 free points) Gear (14bp) [ Spoiler ] Ware [ Spoiler ]
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Neophyte Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,141 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Neverwhere Member No.: 2,048 ![]() |
I think that would be a reasonable thing. Handle: Machina Questions: [ Spoiler ] Character sheet [ Spoiler ]
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 602 Joined: 2-December 07 From: The corner of Detonation Boulevard and Fascination Street Member No.: 14,464 ![]() |
sounds good to me also .pix,just at tusks handle: Matto questions [ Spoiler ] stats and gear [ Spoiler ] went back to clubs and added stun baton viginette [ Spoiler ]
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 767 Joined: 18-November 08 Member No.: 16,610 ![]() |
Handle: White Face.
[Image 1] [Image 2] Statistics [ Spoiler ] Questions: [ Spoiler ] Contacts and Fake SiN [ Spoiler ] Edited QUOTE Guess I'm not the only one who kept thinking of Batman Beyond while this game was being set up. - Karoline No you weren't. Using Ghoul as a physical portrait of White Face seemed like a good fit, and when I finally decided on using him, I thought about your random quote early in the recruitment thread, Karoline. |
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Great Dragon ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 5,679 Joined: 19-September 09 Member No.: 17,652 ![]() |
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 514 Joined: 31-July 08 From: Midwest, USA ~50mi NW of B.F.E. Member No.: 16,184 ![]() |
Handle: Wires
Character Sheet [ Spoiler ] Contacts Expanded [ Spoiler ] A short Vignette [ Spoiler ] Background Questions [ Spoiler ]
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 248 Joined: 12-September 09 Member No.: 17,630 ![]() |
Sorry I was away, I had hours to make up and a paper I missed when I was sick
Looking good yall, first post will be up by tommorrow evening. Now, down to the brass tacks. Those of you that are dealers of sorts, I need a few blurbs on how and where you do business, and feel free to create NPC's if you feel it appropriate to do so. |
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 514 Joined: 31-July 08 From: Midwest, USA ~50mi NW of B.F.E. Member No.: 16,184 ![]() |
I have a stock of BTLs but I really don't see Wires as being a dealer. He keeps a few on hand for requests but I don't see him standing on a street corner. If anyone else is interested in dealing his BTLs I'd be happy to split the profits with you.
It wouldn't be a whole lot. 50% goes to replenishing stock, 25% goes to the gang, and the other 25% to us. |
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Great Dragon ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 5,679 Joined: 19-September 09 Member No.: 17,652 ![]() |
I have a stock of BTLs but I really don't see Wires as being a dealer. He keeps a few on hand for requests but I don't see him standing on a street corner. If anyone else is interested in dealing his BTLs I'd be happy to split the profits with you. It wouldn't be a whole lot. 50% goes to replenishing stock, 25% goes to the gang, and the other 25% to us. I don't think he means standing on a street corner dealer, but the dealer that provides the guys who do stand on street corners, or perhaps the guy who supplies that guy. |
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 248 Joined: 12-September 09 Member No.: 17,630 ![]() |
that's the stuff i need to know, if you're a street dealer or higher up the chain.
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 602 Joined: 2-December 07 From: The corner of Detonation Boulevard and Fascination Street Member No.: 14,464 ![]() |
I figured Matto as a new recruit... the troubles with the Ancients and drek Im sure the HW need replacement hitters and muscle.
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Neophyte Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,141 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Neverwhere Member No.: 2,048 ![]() |
Machina checked the package and did a re-count. Her crew headed by Zipperhead was working out of a house near downtown. It was a rundown neighbourhood and this place was no different. The first floor had been boarded up with iron grills over the windows. The brownstown may have looked shabby, but was built to last. Shame the insides looked about as appealing as the outside, all water damaged and all its furniture discarded. She would be getting a new shipment by the ends week. She knew a wholesaler, Thimble who was not only close from her neighbourhood days, but well connected.
In another age, the crew would be moving around a bit more, but in 2070, you no longer had to worry about the police. Only public opinion so you didnät move into expensive neighbourhoods. But then equally you had to make sure other gangs did not rip you off. Now, Knights Errant whenever they would come by would also like their piece of action. There was a lot of money moving around, but most of it was not hers. Gang leadership wanted its share. An expansion of her operation from one house to an old brownstown which had been sitting vacant was needed. There was the thought of taking it over, and then start using the bottom floor for a whore house and the back for dealing drugs and BTLs. It would be nothing fancy, chip heads could buy a bit of paradise while the Johns would buy a piece of ass. Machina has been a Halloweener for a while now, she earned her stripes in McNeil and was now a drug dealer and enforcer. She had ambition and energy, which meant she was twofold dangerous. |
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 767 Joined: 18-November 08 Member No.: 16,610 ![]() |
Every night White Face and a few other Halloweeners go out to scour Seattle for bodies contaning cyberware of fresh organs. Each night is broken down into sections of the city.
Monday: Renton Tuesday: Downtown Wednesday: Tacoma Thursday: The Barrens Friday: Pullyup. Saturday and Sunday: Wherever the action is. If they hear about a possible large payday or big battle they will deviate from the schedule and head there. Each night he checks in with Rodney Roadkill, the bartender of Jack O' Lanterns to see if there have been any major scuffles in the sprawl, and every once in awhile Dr. Mason, the Renraku researacher notifies White Face of any potential big runs that went down through Renraku's networks. Competition is fierce in the ogran legging business. Often times, they might come into contact with another gang or another group for the rights to the salvages. Some nights, White Face's group likes to start encounters, and others they simply do their research and pick a target. On Wednesdays and Sundays, White Face and the other Halloweeners who are in the trade meet Garrok the organ legger, in Halloweener turf, by the docks in downtown to conduct business. In between that time they keep all of the organs and cyberware in a meat house somewhere in southern downtown. |
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 602 Joined: 2-December 07 From: The corner of Detonation Boulevard and Fascination Street Member No.: 14,464 ![]() |
Red N Drippin's new song "Stomp,Stomp,Bleed" pounded in Matto's earbuds as he clung to the roof of the delivery van. The wind picked up more salt and less stink as the van got closer to Downtown Seattle. He watched the tags on the overpasses and buildings till he started seeing orange and black and rolled off the van at the next light.
The vans human drive gave the ork ganger a startled look. Matto twisted the mirror on his way down and was rewarded with curses from behind the 4 cm glass. Laughing, he flipped the driver the bird and sauntered down the street, looking for anyone who might point him to the gang. Matto didn't miss much. His old gang boss, Tristan always sent him to scout things out because of that. It didn't take more than ten minutes for him to pick up on the flow of the neighborhood. There were always patterns. For instance the brownstone up the block had chip house written all over it. In the next 15 minutes as he stood on the corner 6 scraggly ill fed people of various metatypes wandered in and back out. They all looked much happier as they scurried off, clutching thier pockets. For the first time in years he thought of his mother. No fond memories there. just a thought as to where she might be. The brownstone had the Circle and black triangles that marked it as Halloweeners turf on the side walk as did the street sign hanging cock-eyed across the street. Matto settled in down the block to wait till someone noticed him. He tied the white hankerchief on his leg to show his intentions. and lit a smoke as the sun made its way across the sky... (I realize this is the OOC thread but Chrysalis started it....(grin) |
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Neophyte Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,141 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Neverwhere Member No.: 2,048 ![]() |
[Oh sure. Blame me.]
It did not take long for a black SUV to drive up to the side of the road. The passenger side window rolled down. The Halloweener grinned behind surgically implanted black lenses. His long black unkept hair made the SURGEd goblin features look even more grotesque. He held the INgram Smartgun X on its side against the door casually pointed at Matto. It used to be that there were rules, there were rules never broken, but those days had long died out. So now everyone had the wary politeness that comes from an armed, combat drugged out society. "Whatchoo want?" He sneered at Matto. |
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Great Dragon ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 5,679 Joined: 19-September 09 Member No.: 17,652 ![]() |
Lash is a new arrival into the fold that is the Halloweeners. But she has made a name for herself very quickly. Despite her extremely slight build, she is recognized within the gang is someone you don't ever want to offend when within about 2m of her, unless death has always been a fond wish of yours. With her long silver hair and golden eyes, she often stands out, even among people with cyber eyes, because there is always that moment of realization that her actual eyes are that color.
Even though she entered the gang as a grunt enforcer, she has risen rather quickly. While not yet leadership, she certainly has a number of people under her sway, and it is hard to argue a point with her, as she seems to be able to make anything an inviting prospect. Only a few days ago, she did something else that sparked more talk about her. She brought with her a girl, only about 16 years of age to one of the hangouts. The girl did anything ordered of her by Lash, seemingly subservient to a fault. The girl wasn't treated as a lover, or sibling, or anything else that would suggest why the girl did what she was told, and so eagerly too. No one has asked what the deal with the girl was, though rumors have spread around. With the only weapon she has ever been seen using being whips, the biggest rumor is that the girl was a slave, likely trained by Lash's own hand. There are plenty of other rumors, some saying that Lash is a vampire who had the girl enthralled, some say she can control minds, and some think it was just some play put on by Lash and some hooker to try and win favor and respect. |
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 602 Joined: 2-December 07 From: The corner of Detonation Boulevard and Fascination Street Member No.: 14,464 ![]() |
Still leaning on the post, Matto smiles " No offense meant, Omae." He lets the smoke roll out his nostrils. " Just wondering if the orange and black might be looking for an extra shooter. I used to run with the Jblades and Tristan always said if we got lost out this way to look ya up."
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Neophyte Runner ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 2,141 Joined: 26-February 02 From: Neverwhere Member No.: 2,048 ![]() |
The goblinoid nods, noting the torn off patch on his jacket. "Heard yeh got hit hard. If yeh hard, talk to the boss. Come to the old dock, tonight 1800. Its a party so get some more white."
There was a snicker from the driver with the last comment. The black glass rolls up and and the goblnoid takes the bead off Matto. The car stays there for a while before the heavy bass of Soulcrusher's Fuck'em Till They Bleed starts blasting out. With a squeal of tires the car drives off down the block and turns left. |
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 767 Joined: 18-November 08 Member No.: 16,610 ![]() |
It was to friggin early to be bothered. White Face glanced into the corner of his retinal display, it read 23:00 hours. He was one of the few residents of this brownhouse on the corner of Eliot and Vine. Drinking a bottle of BudRiser, the pale skin elf lounged on a sofa with as many bullet holes as swiss cheese, watching a remake of Kurosawa's Seven Samurai. The premise of the movie centered around a village of orks, trolls, and dwarfs being oppressed by a bandit of elven ronin. When a overweight member of the Halloweeners strolled into the room. The fat ganger, was wearing a jean jacket, and warm up pants.
"Yo Whitey. There is a tusker outside, who wants to join our gang. Frankie and some of the others just pulled up and are chatting with him now. Wanna take a look see?" Fuck. He hated getting being interrupted during his nightly ritual of catching up on Anime and Japanese cinema. But he hated Frankie even more. Maybe something full would happen.. "Sure. Why not." Whitey and the fat man, we'll just call him Marvin, made their way out of the brownstone just in time to see the Ork blowing smoke out of nose. The ork was sporting a short mohawk and light brown jacket with fringes on it [Going off an earlier picture of Matto, kanislatrans]. There was Frankie, already leaning outside of SUV side of the window, sizing up this tusker. Still leaning on the post, Matto smiles "No offense meant, Omae." He lets the smoke roll out his nostrils. "Just wondering if the orange and black might be looking for an extra shooter. I used to run with the Jblades and Tristan always said if we got lost out this way to look ya-up." The goblinoid nods, noting the torn off patch on his jacket. "Heard yeh got hit hard. If yeh hard, talk to the boss. Come to the old dock, tonight 1800. Its a party so get some more white." The SUV then took off. White Face scoffed. He was hoping Frankie would get scragged. The elf shrugged before making his way back up the steps into the old Brownstone. |
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 767 Joined: 18-November 08 Member No.: 16,610 ![]() |
It was to friggin early to be bothered. White Face glanced into the corner of his retinal display, it read 23:00 hours. He was one of the few residents of this brownhouse on the corner of Eliot and Vine. Drinking a bottle of BudRiser, the pale skin elf lounged on a sofa with as many bullet holes as swiss cheese, watching a remake of Kurosawa's Seven Samurai. The premise of the movie centered around a village of orks, trolls, and dwarfs being oppressed by a bandit of elven ronin. When a overweight member of the Halloweeners strolled into the room. The fat ganger, was wearing a jean jacket, and warm up pants.
"Yo Whitey. There is a tusker outside, who wants to join our gang. Frankie and some of the others just pulled up and are chatting with him now. Wanna take a look see?" Fuck. He hated getting being interrupted during his nightly ritual of catching up on Anime and Japanese cinema. But he hated Frankie even more. Maybe something full would happen.. "Sure. Why not." Whitey and the fat man, we'll just call him Marvin, made their way out of the brownstone just in time to see the Ork blowing smoke out of nose. The ork was sporting a short mohawk and light brown jacket with fringes on it [Going off an earlier picture of Matto, kanislatrans]. There was Frankie, already leaning outside of SUV side of the window, sizing up this tusker. Still leaning on the post, Matto smiles "No offense meant, Omae." He lets the smoke roll out his nostrils. "Just wondering if the orange and black might be looking for an extra shooter. I used to run with the Jblades and Tristan always said if we got lost out this way to look ya-up." Jblades and Tristan. He had heard of those two before. The question was, did this ork really know those two or was he merely dropping their names? The goblinoid nods, noting the torn off patch on his jacket. "Heard yeh got hit hard. If yeh hard, talk to the boss. Come to the old dock, tonight 1800. Its a party so get some more white." The SUV then took off. White Face scoffed. He was hoping Frankie would get scragged. The elf shrugged before making his way back up the steps into the old Brownstone. |
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Great Dragon ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 5,679 Joined: 19-September 09 Member No.: 17,652 ![]() |
((Ignore my previous post, I figure I'll join up at the same time as Matto, so I'm not imposing so much as to Lash's abilities or anything.))
1800 has arrived, and so has Lash. She hangs on the arm of one of the numerous gangers. She wears tight leather clothing that covers little and doesn't leave what it does cover to the imagination. The leather mini-skirt is barely long enough to be decent, and the tight corset only rises just high enough to cover what is required to be covered of her breasts. She wears a pendent which comes to rest on the valley of her breasts, the blood red gem set in it providing even more contrast to the already striking contrast of her pale skin and black leather outfit. It seems fairly certain that she isn't wearing armor of any kind, and most likely is just here as arm candy for the guy, except that as she hangs onto his arm, she seems to be the one leading the way most of the time, pulling on his arm, and him following. Strapped to each otherwise bare leg is what appears to be a holster for a gun, except that the shape is all wrong, and couldn't possibly hold any conventional sort of gun, or any gun with a handle. They could perhaps hold a small bar of some kind, but that is about it. Edit: ((I suppose we can count this as our vignettes (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif) )) |
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Moving Target ![]() ![]() Group: Members Posts: 767 Joined: 18-November 08 Member No.: 16,610 ![]() |
[Man. I really want to play this campaign. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nyahnyah.gif) ]
Walking back to his couch, White Face had the urge for something to exhilarating to get himself ready for tonight's run through the Barrens, and then the party by the docks. He was tired of Novacoke, Kamikaze re-wired his brain to much. You know what he needed? A good fragging BTL. Something to put him in a violent mood set. White Face always had a problem with being to violent for the 'Weeners. Something new, A BTL with a cutting edge. He made a mental note to ask Machina if she had anything new the next time they ran into each other. He hated dealing with Zipperhead. He just realized he hated a lot of things. Funny how life in 2070 puts it that way. White Face had just laid down on his couch, about to hit up Vampire Hunter D 2070 when Marvin interrupted him again. Marvin meant well, but he always had the worst timing. "Hey Whitey, what do you think about the Sea Dogs making it.." "I don't care." "Hey Whitey what's with Rimzar the Balrog almost killing Neal in the latest Barbarian.." "Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. All of his movies are the same," "Hey Whitey....look at the Chica, Pauly the Purple is bringing in..." "Probably another street slitch.." "No. I mean...look." White Face rolled his eyes and turned his neck to see what Marvin was staring at. But Marvin wasn't staring, he was drooling. Down the hallway, Pauly had a new girl dangling on his arm. Short skirt, tight leather, a nice pendant dangling from her neck. "Not bad...Pauly is moving up in the world..." Marvin stated. Yeah. But was it Pauly moving up in the world, or was he a play thing for this new chick? White Face noticed the weapon holders on each leg. Hmm. It looked like Slash was bringing up some new talent to fortify his defenses within the gang...or was it Nightmare recruiting new members to finally stage the coup? |
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