Pink Mohawk roll call, The most mohawk things in your gamesW Options

[Dr.Rockso]

Nearly all of us have been in a game where one of the runners wanted to be a sociopathic, novacoke-taking clown troll with a fondness for HMGs. Some of us have even PLAYED such a character (IMG:style_emoticons/default/embarrassed.gif) . Or maybe you know a tale about a runner who was using magnetic implants to hang on to a pipe and decided to drop a grenade on the opposition (IMG:style_emoticons/default/dead.gif) . So I made a thread dedicated to the most ridiculous SR* moments that have happened to you or a friend. Make sure you mention a) if the gm allowed it and b) if it worked. Optionally c) describe the expression on the GM's face upon player explanation of what they wanted to do/just did.

[Wuerfelwerfer]

A gang had blocked off a street with some cars and was pinning us down while part of them tried to escape-
Farmboy, my cybertroll, raced around the city block to get them from behind. When he finally arrived, a group of about 8 was running towards a waiting van. I knew he wouldn't get them all in close combat, so Farmboy jerked his bike around to have it slither along the ground and crash into the group. Worked like a spell. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/biggrin.gif)

[Brazilian_Shinob...]

After killing some Godz gangers on a previous run, and being almost killed later by the same group, our not-so-smart Ork gunslinger adept decides to take a walk with his car looking for Godz to kill. He finds 4 of them biking around Arvada (I think) and decides to take them all. He decides to burn an edge point to turn the car 360º while shooting each one of the bikers, but he forgot that this would prevent him from taking an action to control the car.
Anyway, he shoots all bikers, killing 2 of them and seriously injuring 1 but loses control of the car and crashes into a lamp post with enough damage to overflow his health.
It was priceless.

[Pendaric]

The group of mostly meta's run into a splinter gang of night stalkers that for reasons of plot they have to get through to get the humanis nazi gang leaders. Taking the smallest emotional push from the known sociopath they proceed to get medieval and slaughter all of them and let god sort them out, including burning their club house to the ground.

The highlight of this escapde comes when the remaining, prevously fled go gangers charge back to the fray. The ork combat decker opens up the high beams, while the sam times the strategic shot gun bust fire to fell a street lamp across the road t boning the entire line of go gangers. The combat decker recorded every thing for a private performance for the Crimison Crush.

How did they avoid such mohawk extravigance? signed the scene S.of S. and let it get passed up to the FBI terrorism unit. "You ask for miracles? I give you the FBI."

[Kagetenshi]

We'll see how it goes, but a player of mine has seduced a middle manager in a building that the team is going to demolish half of tonight (during working hours, "tonight" refers to the session), and he's hoping to establish an alibi and keep her out of the blast by meeting her in a broom closet on the other side of the building for a midday tryst. If it's appropriate, he may say "did the earth move for you, too?"

(We also organlegged a teammate who'd been killed on a run once, but that's less interesting)

~J

[AngelisStorm]

double tap

It's the only way to be sure.

Our opening run with a previous GM was a balls-to-the-walls road race around Seattle. You could go either direction, and you could stay on the freeways or take city streets, so long as you hit the check points. It was a regular special, created X number of times a year and released under the radar (relatively). 10,000Y a member (who survives), no repeat performances unless you're a regular (and PCs are not), 16 hours to mod your stock vehicle. As many or as few team members as you can or wish to fit in your vehicle, and bonuses for over the top behavior.

During the race we hacked street lights to get us through (and slow the other teams down, a little), and had a head on confrontation with one of the regular teams. Think the 3 crazies from "Smokin Aces." The mohawk guy was sitting on top of their car, in a lawnchair strapped to the roof, with a LMG on a sling and smokin a cigar. Our car (with a battering ram) plays chicken, and our troll pops up through the roof hatch (litterally a blowtorched section of roof, held on by door hinges) and stands, half in and half out of the car, and starts unloading grenades on the guys. Eventually some hits are made, and the other car if flipped off the road before the game of chicken could end badly (it was close).

Also our Face, who made some amazing rolls at the pre-Race cast party/Johnson meet, calls up some of the floozies he met at the party. We take a detour to pick them up, and the hacker films some porn in the back seat in between (and during) all the shooting/race. To top it all off, we hack the billboards we pass, and throw the footage up in Real Time. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/wink.gif) (Both of the shooting, and the porn.)

And back to the Redmond Barrens we go, before the pink mohawk level Lone Star (aka non-existant in the days of such Go Gangs) shows up.

Hey, you asked for Pink Mohawk. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nyahnyah.gif) That was our intro to SR4, back when the core rulebook was the only one out.

['Sconnie]

It's the only way to be sure.

Our opening run with a previous GM was a balls-to-the-walls road race around Seattle. You could go either direction, and you could stay on the freeways or take city streets, so long as you hit the check points. It was a regular special, created X number of times a year and released under the radar (relatively). 10,000Y a member (who survives), no repeat performances unless you're a regular (and PCs are not), 16 hours to mod your stock vehicle. As many or as few team members as you can or wish to fit in your vehicle, and bonuses for over the top behavior.

During the race we hacked street lights to get us through (and slow the other teams down, a little), and had a head on confrontation with one of the regular teams. Think the 3 crazies from "Smokin Aces." The mohawk guy was sitting on top of their car, in a lawnchair strapped to the roof, with a LMG on a sling and smokin a cigar. Our car (with a battering ram) plays chicken, and our troll pops up through the roof hatch (litterally a blowtorched section of roof, held on by door hinges) and stands, half in and half out of the car, and starts unloading grenades on the guys. Eventually some hits are made, and the other car if flipped off the road before the game of chicken could end badly (it was close).

Also our Face, who made some amazing rolls at the pre-Race cast party/Johnson meet, calls up some of the floozies he met at the party. We take a detour to pick them up, and the hacker films some porn in the back seat in between (and during) all the shooting/race. To top it all off, we hack the billboards we pass, and throw the footage up in Real Time. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/wink.gif) (Both of the shooting, and the porn.)

And back to the Redmond Barrens we go, before the pink mohawk level Lone Star (aka non-existant in the days of such Go Gangs) shows up.

Hey, you asked for Pink Mohawk. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nyahnyah.gif) That was our intro to SR4, back when the core rulebook was the only one out.

I was reading the descriptions of the car, and suddenly the theme sont to "The A-Team" started playing in my head.


My PM moment: Skeet shooting baby ghouls with the Panther XXL mounted on the Rigger's RV.

PULL!

[Sixgun_Sage]

In a game I was running one player was a coked out former company man (he was still damn good at work, just a bit twitchy at times) with a monkey butler biodrone, another was a drug dealing thug with no armor and just a pair of revolvers for weapons. during one drug exchange between the two of them the monkey butler biodrone got into the coke, becoming addicted. The monkey butler biodrone quickly spiralled out of control as he had intelligence augmenting enhancements and the nova-coke was causing.... interesting reactions. Fast forward a few months later and the monkey has decided it's name is claus and while it loves novacoke it hates the drug dealer in the party, the next time said drug dealer drops off a package it became a running gun fight between him and claus that caused several hundreds of thousands of dollars in property damage and ended up with 3 dead witnesses.

[LivingOxymoron]

I've got two...

So, the team is hanging out at one of our safehouses (the Weapon Specialist/Smuggler's garage) when there's a knock at the door. Unknown to us at the time, our technomancer was snooping around for paydata earlier that night and critically glitched his roll to spoof the tracer program. The outside cams show its a Knight Errant patrol. The smuggler tells everyone to hide in another room, but the team rigger stays jacked into her van (in case of a need for a quick escape), and the team face (an ork social adept from the CAS with a "good 'ol boy" accent), who hides in the van.
The smuggler opens the door and talks with the KE officers. Not exactly a social butterfly, he rolls poorly on his attempt to lie to KE that he's been there the whole time. The face (still in the van) gets an idea and begins to strip down to his underware. He gets everything comepletly off at the same time the team's gun bunny hiding in the other room decides things are going downhill and takes action. He bursts out of the room, kills one of the KE with a headshot and severly wounds the second while the smuggler finishes the job.
The face quickly puts his clothes back on (he has enhanced reaction), and bursts out of the van yelling at the gun bunny about how stupid he is and what the hell was he thinking gunning down KE without provocation. The rest of the team starts berating the gun bunny (this wasn't the first time he's shot first and asked questions later), when the still-jacked-in-rigger says over the loudspeaker, "and what the hell were you doing getting naked in the back of my van? That was NOT something I wanted to see!" The team goes completly silent, looks over at the face, who simply says in his smooth drawl, "Hey... it would've worked".

Second story...

The team is on a passenger ferry that has been taken over by terrorists (who have killed the passengers). The team mage and rigger have been incapacitated, and the smuggler is watching them and the technomancer on the get-away boat. The gun bunny (same one from before) and sniper/magical investigator have just cleared the last room to the bridge of terrorists, and are about to head through the door when the investigator notices a shimmer on the door. Thinking its some sort of ward or other type of spell, he radios to the technomancer to start going through the dead men's commlinks looking for clues. Meanwhile, the gun bunny takes an empty clip and throws it through the doorway, with no effect. He then picks up a chunk of flesh from one of the dead guys and throws it through the doorway, which reacts with sparks and a sizzle, but the shimmer is still there. The gun bunny and investigator just look at each other for a second, look down at one of the bodies, look back at each other... then pick up the body and heave it through the doorway. Amid much sizzling of flesh and flashes of lightning, the barrier goes down. Meanwhile, back on the boat, the technomancer suffers sever dumpshock and passes out. He happened to be in full VR in the commlink of the guy whose body was thrown through the electrical barrier. Later on, when the 2 runners finally return to the boat, the gun bunny just looks at the technomancer (still passed out) and says disdainfully, "What the frag happend to him?"

[Stahlseele]

An Albino Giant Troll Meta Race of 3.5m tall and sporting a 1m bright metallic neon blue mohawk.

[Brazilian_Shinob...]

@LO, I loved the second story. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/grinbig.gif)

[The Jake]

We had a troll street samurai back in SR1 days with a strength score of 89 because there was no cap on the maximum strength mods you could buy on cyberlimbs. He would tote around a Panther assault cannon and rip things up. In a prolonged firefight, he would flip over cars routinely and use them as cover.

- J.

[Blade]

Disrupting a big "fake punk" (pop-punk) concert by meddling with the best bands to make them split and recruit the best members to form a new band.
Have this band play a bit before the official concert, in the middle of Downtown, giving away drugs (stolen from a seized shipment) for free, while another PC was having a wild Urban Brawl game between the A.C.H.E and the Aztechnology Pyramid.

When the corp (Ares, or Aztechnology, I don't remember which) and the Lone Star tried to shut down the illegal concert and start their own, the PC (and the punks in the crowd) thrashed the official show. One of the PC even went as far as to climb on the stage, steal the microphone, insult the band, tie the members together and throw them in the air... with a grenade in their mouth.

There's also an EVO underwater facility that'll remember for a long time the visit of a WW2 german submarine painted yellow that claimed to bring 'Yoko Ono... err I mean Yoko Kano and the Seatbelts, sent here by Buttercup to thank you for your hard work.'.

[Pendaric]

I have another where the team in pressed for time rescue mission, provo tacticed their way in. Using four auto mortars they dropped 24 shells on an archology in Sioux terriorty while racing through a pre found route in side the arcology to spring their kindnapped chummer.

As one PC was an ex halloweener and the corp in question was Wakkata software it was pretty much thought," you took our chummer you had it coming."
Best of all this was preposed by the wannabe buddist, who set up the mortars, and pressed the trigger.

They even earth quaked the severly damaged building to put salt in the wound of the mutli million nuyen property damage and life lost. With company men and red samuria attempts to recoup the damage causing even more blood shed in the barrens, hidding is the only thing saving their shaved sides.

[Whipstitch]

My most pink mohawk character was a hedge witch that in most ways was extremely min-maxed. Very powerful-- on more than a few occasions I must admit to blatantly hogging the spotlight with this character. But there was was just one li'l problem: it was a male Hedge Witch that was taught partly by his grandmother and partly by a spiteful Seductress Mentor he encountered later in life. For those keeping track at home, he had three levels of Cursed, a novacoke addiction, a moody Mentor that did WAAAAAY more harm than good, a Geas that required a pretty regular supply of menses (don't ask) and a Big Regret quality that made him the laughing stock of the local magical community. He was gifted with all the raw potential you could ask for, but the poor bastard's magical paradigm was haphazardly stitched together from multiple traditions and in part dependent on having basic physical characteristics that he just didn't have. One session, he basically soloed the run, the next, he set the safe house on fire while summoning a Force 2 task spirit. Other highlights include his charming way of hocking a loogie on people as part of the Turn to Goo spell, or as I like to call it, Turn to Snot.

Basically, I firmly believe in leaving no stone unturned in the quest to explain why your Awakened character isn't very employable. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/biggrin.gif)

[Kerrang]

In the last session I ran, the group was behind a barricade as a huge mob of drugged out gangers ran down a very narrow (2m wide) street toward them. Most of the group started tossing grenades, but the Street Sam had just dosed up on Kamikaze, and was feeling invincible, so he decided to charge headlong into the fray. One initiative pass later, the grenades go off...

Thanks to some good armor and a couple of edge points burned, the Sam found himself alone and uninjured, standing knee deep in chunky salsa - classic Pink Mohawk moment.

[n0tthellama]

I run an ongoing campaign with a regular group. Their last run involved the removal of a corporate executive from his current position. To get to him they went after his personal assistant, who really was the lead of a whole other team of runners hired to protect said corporate executive. Moreover, the exec was involved in some heavy racketeering to leverage more business out of the metroplex. So, they arrange some mayhem linked to the gangs involved with said racketeering to force a meeting between the "personal assistant" and gangs. They had a whole ambush bang and grab plan set up. One of them had the bright idea to jam all radio frequencies to make sure no one would find out and no help could be called. They figure if they all know the plan, then they don't need comms to keep each other in the know.
The meeting goes down and the physad decides it would be really cool if he hacked up the tank limo brought to the meeting with his sword (not part of their original plan). Mind you he is under some heavy invisibility mojo so NO ONE can see him. He hops on the rigged limo and proceeds to hack n' slash. The limo is speeding off so both the PC teams rigger and combat monster open up on it, with the invisible physad holding onto the hood for dear life. One incendiary grenade and a few sniper rounds later the limo stops. It would have stopped sooner had the physad not absorbed two of the sniper rounds and part of the grenade blast. The best part of it all was that two of the PC team members have hooks in their back story to keep that physad alive (one being the combat monster and the other the spell slinger who made the physad invisible). The argument that occured after the run was priceless.

What will be better is when they explain how this all happened to the employer who wants the physad safe.

[AllTheNothing]

Never had any pink Mohawk in the games I played, the mohawk usualy are acid green or blu or purple, once a character sported a removable fiberoptic mohawk with changing lights that locked like a christmass tree decoration high on drugs, the SOB used to take the thing off when he was "on the 'run" and putting it on after ...... the lonestar shot him for the heck of it due to that very mohawk (IMG:style_emoticons/default/biggrin.gif)

[Daylen]

2 trolls +1 orc. Orc(x,y,z) = ork*bodyware*(gyro*ingram+shotgun)

the run:
level = easy
protect a popular boyband that wants good security and is threatened by a small bounty on their head and we are being paid 3x as much to protect them.
pay = awsome
how we got it? great contact

what happened: went though some muscle type protection and slightly offended the clients somehow. Troll A gets offended by being called a Trog and punches a client knocking him out. Orc's reaction: dat no good. Troll B is offended too and punches same or another client, but he's an adept possibly with deadly hands; so the clients head is karate chopped off. Orc's reaction: well we aint getten the protection money maybe we can get the bounty. and opens up with something FA, either a shotgun or ingram, killing the rest of the boy band in one fell sweep.

result of all this: contact was a friend for life and now wont return phone calls and might be dead but at best hates us. do we get paid anything? no.

moral of the story? the coolest thinker should play the heavy weapons and the player with the quickest temper should not be a combat monster.


Another fun one:
question what happens when the baddies send a dragon against the Orc from above story while he's flying a plane to get away with loot?
answer: 1 action, many bullets to turn dragon to swiss cheese.

[Captain Sock Pup...]

We were on a simple run to retrieve some goods from a corporate lackey who would be stopping for a break on his usual commute at his usual cafe in the usual place... The mall...

In order to effectively seize the goods we needed a distraction... The simplest that we could thing of would be to incite a gang war at the mall, and in the ensuing chaos grab the stuff and run...

Instead, we got caught in the crossfire of the two gangs, ran across the tops of the department store shelves in order to get to safety. Then when we got "clear" we discovered that someone had notified LoneStar of the firefight (Not surprised). Our getaway driver smashed through the barricade, picked us up, took out two lonestar cops, backed out and managed to lose the rest in traffic...

[The Jake]

I feel a sudden urge to make a troll rocker/street samurai/face that just does outrageous stuff to get attention and somehow gets away with murder (Lucky quality or something).

- J.

[Cardul]

Ages ago(2nd Edition) I played the Troll Rigger. Vehicle of choice was a grey(researched to be the most common colour in Seattle) Eurovan(GM said it was the most common van in seattle). At this time, the mods included
a pop-up turret with a Firelance, and two single shot rocket launchers, one behind each headlight, full amphib
package(including submersible capability and ability to move while underwater). The team called for Evac,
and so I used the Rockets to make a hole in the wall, came in, evaced the team, and lead CorpSec on a
chase through seattle. I used the Firelance to cut part of a pier behind me(to slow them down) and drove
at full speed into the Bay...they did not have water assets on hand(who expects a van to drive off a pier?)
and so I was able to get the team away.


Same Troll rigger had an issue: for some reason, Street Sams kept trying to pull a gun and tell him how to drive.
Third ejection seat later, troll has the Ejection seat filled with ball bearings and shaped charges...next time a
Samurai pull a gun on him, the Samurai was airborn, and asking why the chute did not deploy when the GM told him he was falling right towards the pursuit vehicles. Saying "BOOM!" was never so satisfying!

I wish I could give more, but....well, I only GM shadowrun anymore, and most of my players are a bit timid...

[Stahlseele]

Urban Fisherman Troll Climber.
Had him climb up a building and shoot down with a netgun and haul his catch(unwanted drug dealer) up to the roof to shake him up a bit. Carved "No power to Drugs!" into his back, then threw him out of our gangs Turf from my moving motorbike.
We are in a ganger campaign.

[Draco18s]

I don't recall the fight exactly, but it was between an Adept and a cybered up monstrocity (not actually a cyberzombie, I don't think). They were on top of a bunch of packing crates exchanging blows (and occasionally blowing apart a crate or three to reduce the opponent's area to stand on.

The climax that everyone remembers was that (I think this started with the Adept chucking an I-beam at the cybermonster, who caught it and threw it back whereupon) the Adept punched the I-beam mid-air, bending it around his fist, and taking no damage.

[Prime Mover]

Hmm so many what to choose.

Red Hot Acid Drop was rocker/ganger. His apartment was surrounded by Lone Star. So he slaps on all 6 of his Kamikaze patches and leaps out the window into the street. It was funny as hell right up until his heart exploded.

Five minute meet, 3 hours of game time planning and just driving the damn van into the lobby and run and gun to accomplish the mission.

High speed assault rifle combat from your Yamaha Rapier as you tear through the border checkpoint.

Telling the Dragon you just busted in on, if you just pee in this 50 gallon drum for me we'll forever be in your debt.......grin.

Fighting a chopper with a bandoleer of grenades.

Fighting off security guards with a bandoleer of throwing knives.

Wearing heavy armor and weapons to Stuffer Shack cause killing makes you hungry.

Someone told you the meet your going too is a set up and that the metroplex guard will be there with choppers and t-birds. You go anyways.