2072: Table Talk, OOC discussion thread for 2072 Options

[unsound]

New players are totally welcome, we were all new once. Feel free to stat up a character and jump right in! (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

You can RP interactions with your own contacts, or you can leave 'em for a GM. We'll probably end up doing a mix of both.

Weekly awards have been posted. Triple karma week one officially begins today.

[Grimm]

Great, thanks. I will do exactly that.

[Aria]

Thanks to Abs I realised I didn't have much of a background written up on Silk so here it is:

Warning: Contains Potential Spoilers for the Emerging / Emerging Conflict Game are in here as I’m juggling timelines and I don’t want to write too much here that would give things away or end up railroading PCs in those games. (My plan is to get Emerging Conflict off the ground some time in September)

A note to Unsound – having read through the Runner’s Companion again I’m not sure that ‘Enemy’ is the correct flaw to replace Pacifism so any suggestions based on the background below would be welcome – lost loved one perhaps?!?

Hi, you can call me Silk, although my real name is Suzanna, or Ana for short. My life was great until about eighteen months ago, but I’m getting ahead of myself, so I guess I should start with what I look like?

I’m tall for a human, although not for an orc I suppose. The only signs of any orcish nature however are slightly pointed ears and lower canines that any real orc would be ashamed of (and dense bones which means I’m more robust than I look). Like my Mum I had a late genetic expression and look and feel human (not that orcs aren’t, that isn’t what I mean at all, but it’s a perception thing). I’ve been told that I pass for a fairly pretty human and I’ve put that to use on occasion when looks have been able to swing things my way. I also don’t appear to age in the same way that an orc would so although I’m nearly twenty I haven’t yet seen the unfortunate decline that some orcs go through about now… in fact I’m not sure where the genetic markers fall and I’m certainly not worrying about it given everything else that’s going on in my life.

I’m a third gen runner and have been surrounded by runners from birth. Despite what the trids might have you believe I think that I probably turned out more balanced than most of the other street drek that populate the shadows. When I was born my Dad was a runner, like Granddad, and Mum was working as a surveillance operative for the Feds. I don’t know much of the background of how they met, and it’s too late to ask now, but whilst they loved each other it was a Romeo and Juliet relationship doomed by the divide between the shadows and the light. I’ve still got a holo of my Dad, he was a handsome orc from Europe and now I don’t even know if he’s alive or dead…

Mum became a runner herself after some disagreement with the Bureau that meant she felt she could no longer work for them. She took, or was given, the handle ‘Mother’ although not because she was one, and teamed up with a number of people over the years until she met Bale and started Balefire. For myself, I was helping run overwatch by the time I was twelve and I was trusted to take part in the less dangerous runs when I was fifteen.

We bounced about for the early parts of my life, living out of an RV surrounded by the various technological debris that were Mum’s trade. I think we must have crossed the UCAS at least twice in search of work but we eventually felt the pull of Seattle and came back home… I almost wish we hadn’t now. The fallout of Mum’s involvement with the Feds seemed to have blown over and she reforged her rep here whilst I spent my time tinkering with her toys and learning from the matrix and the various runners that felt the need to teach me something.

My aptitude for tech meant that when the time came Mum insisted that I get a proper education and as I had a SIN it was easy enough to win a place at Seattle U to study electrical engineering. Evo sponsored my course and although there were some reservations about taking a corps money in such a public and open way we figured in the end that it could serve our purposes in a ‘hide in plain sight’ kind of way. I can honestly say that I excelled at my studies, at least the theoretical stuff, and I’m not ashamed to say that I have blatantly used what I’ve been taught to further my skills in the shadows.

…And then it all went bad when things seemed so perfect. I don’t yet know the full story behind what happened, although I’m determined to find out, but someone targeted Balefire for something we had done or for some other reason lost in the shadows…and Mum was killed…I found her in a pool of her own cold blood…I’m sorry, it’s still painful to think about…

…And so here I am. The last eighteen months have been rough and I’ve slowly slipped down the shadow evolutionary ladder and been getting more and more behind on my college work. I need to get back on track, but whenever I think about doing anything about it things seem to get on top of me. Aria has pulled me along and stopped me from sinking too low but I know this is something I now need to deal with myself. The pain is less and it is slowly being replaced with a burning desire to find out exactly what happened and why!



Contacts:
Aria is my sanity, which is ironic as she appears on the matrix as a glowing ten year old girl with a mischievous streak as wide as the Aztechnology pyramid! She doesn’t seem to be in to responsibility but she looks after her friends and I’m very glad to be one of them. She was Balefire’s hacker and only just escaped the destruction that was rained down on us. She has withdrawn herself from the active shadows but keeps her ear to the ground and delights in dredging up obscure information and secrets.

Mr Bishop is a worthy paragon of academia, full of the joys of books (real ones), research and applied hard work. He’s also on occasion a nasty lecherous old man but as his contacts are solid and he’s never actually done anything about it I let it slide. Somehow he knew that I was an active part of the shadows, even though I don’t think it has ever been discussed, and I suppose that has contributed to the respect I have for him. He is a good source of information and on occasion shadow work.

[Traul]

The pain is less and it is slowly being replaced with a burning desire to find out exactly what happened and why!

Vendetta?

[Aria]

Vendetta?

Vendetta sounded good until i read that you need to take an enemy with it and I'm already maxed on the 35BPs...of course as a roleplaying aid I don't mind having more negative qualities (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

...and whilst I know who the enemy is for the purposes of the games I'm running all Silk knows is that it was a group of mercs...for now...

[Grimm]

Note: My son is coming to visit for a week so my online time will be next to none. I wanted to get this up beforehand so it could be looked at by people that know what they're doing.

This is a submission in progress. Bear with me as I work to get this posted and develop a template for my character.

BP Breakdown
Meta/Stats/Edge: 260
Active Skills: 108
Skill Specializations: 8
Resources: 16
Contacts: 8

Scar - Troll Go-Ganger
Character Background and Description

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The mechanical sound of the ratchet echoed in the troll's ears as he tightened down a bolt on the bike. Outside of the garage he could hear the sounds of the desolate slum that he and his associates called home. The Rust Ring, as it was affectionately dubbed; was a section of neighborhood west of I-5 that had all but been forgotten by the normals of the world. The Spikes took the Rust Ring and vacated some nobody gang from the area. Further to the west lay the Tacoma docks and the primary home of the Ragers. The Rust Ring set made no particular claim to the docks nor did they really want it. Making war on their neighbors would suit no one, particularly with the simmering animosity that still stirred between the Spikes and the Ancients. Forays into the local area by Humanis supremecists was often a problem as well. A problem the Spikes, Ragers, and local meta-humans had to counter to preserve their own area.

The troll slid out from under the motorcycle that rested on its respective lift. He set his tool down and fetched a warming can of beer that sat on a workbench. Outside he met the owner of the bike who was sitting at a bench.

“Look man,” the mechanic said, “I can fix your bike for you but the parts are going to run you about a hundred nuyen. I got the parts at the moment but I'll have to replace 'em for the next dipshit that runs his bike for three years on the same fucking lubricant and chews part of her ass off on the interstate.”

The other troll half-grinned at him, “Yeah, sorry about that Scar.”

“Don't fucking apologize to me. Apologize to that poor girl I got up on the rack at the moment.” The mechanic internally checked as an indicator flashed that funds had been received. “Alright man, give me about an hour and I'll have that shit replaced for you. And fucking remember, you can abuse your bitch and brothers but pamper your bike.”

This brought a laugh from the other troll who Scar stared at completely dead-pan. The mechanic simply shook his head and ducked back into the garage.

It wasn't a bad place by any stretch of the imagination. Particularly considering that none of them actually owned any of the property in the Rust Ring. This entire neighborhood was just one large communal squatting area they had claimed as their home territory. Scar had commandeered this garage so he would better be able to service the bikes of his brothers in the Spikes. Most of the tools and equipment were stolen or bought off the black market. Except for a small personal toolkit, the troll owned none of it and all were free to use it. It was one of the few places where items did not often walk away. Not having the right tools for the job for a go-gang was not exactly an option. Scar didn't even bother to lock the place. If someone had the balls to come into the Ring to break into this garage and steal shit; they deserved to have it. Provided they could make it out of the Rust Ring with it.

Scar did not carry himself like a typical ganger. The thirst for violence and excitement was always there, but he did not go out of his way to look for it. He had watched quite a few of his friends die for making such foolish decisions. He was not exactly thrilled to hear about the demise of Lord Torgo in prison. Though he did appreciate the approach of the gang's new leader. Handle problems, make money, bust heads when need be. That's exactly what he wanted to do. Scar could give less of a fuck about the Ancients provided they weren't crossing any lines that were drawn. They had bigger problems.

The troll liked the relative area though. He had already crossed paths with some Ragers when some Humanis shits were trying to start trouble at the Crying Wall. That was also the same night he met his first fixer. Scar had worked for and earned the beginnings of respect of this fixer with the handling of a couple small local jobs. He prefered to bang with the other Spikes and Ragers, but Scar knew a meal-ticket when he saw it. That began his career as a shadowrunner. Now he strives to stay low and unnoticed, as much as a troll can be anyways.

A chain-hoist was spun into position over the bike and used to pick it up from the rack where it rested. Scar slowly lowered it until it's wheels touched pavement and he pushed it out of the chains. The bike roared to life under him as he wheeled it out of the building. The troll collapsed his beer can in his hand and bounced it off one of his customer's horns.

“Hey! Going for a test drive. Don't drink my fucking beer!”

The biker did not pause for an answer he cut the wheel and accelerated down the street. Another turn took him out of the Rust Ring and into that other world. Scar let his mind wander as he blasted down the street. What had brought him here? How did he get to this point in his life? More importantly, did any of it really matter to a troll go-ganger fledgling shadowrunner?

“Not a mother fucking bit of it,” he muttered to himself as he pulled into a hairpin turn, shooting down the road back to his home in the Rust Ring. He lived in the here and now. That was what was important to him.

Basic Info

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Name: Scar
Street Name: Scar
Meta Type: Troll
Sex: M
Age: 23
Notes: Low-level member of the Spikes
*****
Nuyen: 30
Lifestyle: Squatter
*****
Total Karma: 0
Current Karma: 0
*****
Street Cred: 0
Notoriety: 0
Public Awareness: 0
*****
Phys. CM: 12
Ment. CM: 9
*****
Essence: 2.3

Qualities

[ Spoiler ]

In Progress

Attributes

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Body: 9
Agility: 4
Reaction: 5
Strength: 5
*****
Charisma: 3
Intuition: 4
Logic: 4
Willpower: 2
*****
Initiative:
Init. Passes:
Edge: 3
Magic: 0

Skills (Active/Knowledge/Languages)

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Active Skills
5 - Automatics (Spec: Ceska Scorpion Pistol)
3 - Unarmed Combat
3 - Perception
3 - Survival (Spec: Urban)
2 - Etiquette (Spec: Street)
2 - Leadership
4 - Automotive Mechanic
5 - Pilot Ground Craft (Spec: Motorcycles)
*****
Knowledges
4 - Seattle Street Gangs
4 - Street Drugs
4 - Urban Brawl Trivia
4 - North American Motorcycles
*****
Languages
N - English
4 - Cityspeak
4 - Trog

Contacts

[ Spoiler ]

Jackson
Loyalty 1 / Connection 2

Lounging against the back of a ground van sprawled a rather grubby human. He looked and smelled as though he had not groomed himself in quite some time. The roar of engines drew his attention to a far intersection several blocks down the road. The pack of trolls rolled their Harleys up around the van and stopped. He popped the back gate of the van and opened it exposing the neatly stacked weapon and ammo crates.

"I got your hardware boys. And there is plenty more from where that came from," the human grinned a mouth full of yellow teeth at them. "Just yell at me anytime."

Brenwald
Loyalty 2 / Connection 3

The quiet reverie of the meta's paying homage to the fallen was disrupted by the chants of the marching humans. The Humanis Policlub had organized yet another disruption of the tribute to the fallen in the Night of Rage. It did not take long before the entire area erupted into a full-scale riot. Since the Spikes were in the area and bored anyways, they joined the fray to help the Ragers and other metas.

Scar watched the scene unfold as he grinned and worked his way through the crowd. His fists were starting to throb in that way he loved. A peculiar situation towards the edge of the melee caught his eye though. A dwarf ducking down an alley with a few humans following. The troll worked his way out of the group and ducked down the alley behind them in time to catch them closing on the dwarf. A few solid punches later and Scar was escorting the dwarf out of the other end of the alley. He offered over his contact information and promised to repay the favor. Thus began Scar's working relationship with Brenwald.

Resources and Equipment

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Vehicles:
*Harley Scorpion

Weapons:
*Ceska Black Scorpion (x3)
**Locations:
**Scorpion 1 is in a mount near the work area in the shop in the Rust Ring.
**Scorpion 2 is in Scar's chopper's saddlebag.
**Scorpion 3 is kept in a holster on the small of Scar's back.

*Ingram Smartgun X (x2)
**Ingrams are kept wrapped up in the Lined Coat and stashed in a compartment in the floor of the Rust Ring garage. Scar keeps a bunch of debris on the cover.

*AK-97 Carbine (x1)
**AK-97 is stashed in a hole in the wall of the garage.

Equipment (Total):
*Armor Vest
*Armor Jacket (x2)
**Jacket 1 has the sleeves torn off, is brown and has the symbol of the Spikes on the back.
**Jacket 2 is plain in appearance, worn when Scar does not want to call attention to himself.
*Lined Coat
**Plain in appearance.
*Automotive Toolkit (Personal)
*Automotive Toolkit (Shop - Rust Ring location)
*Fake SIN (Rating: 4) (x2)

Cyberware

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*Wired Reflexes 2

*Commlink
**Novatech Airware (Res 3/ Sig 3)
**Novatech Navi Firewall (Fire 3/ Sys 4)

*Datajack

*Cybernetic Eye Replacement Type 3 (Capacity: 12/12)
**Image Link/Recorder
**Vision Enhancement Type 2
**Vision Magnification
**Thermographic Vision
**Low-Light Vision
**Flare Compensation
**Smartlink

This post has been edited by Grimm: Aug 11 2010, 12:52 PM

[Grimm]

Noob question. As I'm understanding it in the book, one can either get enhancements bought and installed into the natural eyes or they can get a total eye replacement.

The total eye replacement additions use up capacity as dictated by the rank of the eyes. The essence cost is that of the eye installation.

The additions to the natural eye would come off of one's essence if one simply bought augmentations instead of a full replacement.

I'm basing this assessment on the statement that says "They use either essence from the eye or capacity from the cybernetic eye" in regards to eye augmentations.

Am I understanding this correctly?

[Abschalten]

You can get vision mods as modifications to natural eyes, yes. However, you'll note that if you get a bunch of them, the Essence costs of cumulative enhancements quickly add up and it's better on your Essence to just get a set of eyes and use the capacity out of them.

Edit: I also have a troll character named Scar. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif) He's a bit different, though.

[Combat Mage]

I think I'll pull Silver out of the game and submit a different character later. I realized that somehow I've gotten a bit tired of playing mages.

[Aria]

Perception test for Silk: 9D6 = 3 hits

Hopefully she's spotted any lurking nasties on her approach to the library... (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nyahnyah.gif)

A

[Grimm]

You can get vision mods as modifications to natural eyes, yes. However, you'll note that if you get a bunch of them, the Essence costs of cumulative enhancements quickly add up and it's better on your Essence to just get a set of eyes and use the capacity out of them.

Edit: I also have a troll character named Scar. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif) He's a bit different, though.

Alright, that's what I thought. It did occur to me that it was probably a fairly common meta name while I was making him but nothing else really came to mind at the time. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

[Abschalten]

@Aria
No nasties, nothing out of the ordinary.

Also, I highlighted the dialogue in that post since there was a bit of it. I tried various colors and they either were too hard on the eyes or didn't stand out quite enough. Let me know how that color works for you. I won't always highlight speech, just when there's big blocks of it. If that color doesn't work I can try something else. Keep in mind I'm color deficient so what I see may not be what you see. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

The moral of that post: Anybody can be a Johnson; a shadowrun doesn't necessarily have to have a corporate sponsor; and payment isn't always just in (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nuyen.gif) . (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

[Combat Mage]

As announced I'll pull Silver out of the game (or at least put him on ice for a while). Here's my new guy:

Akecheta the Beast, Troll Combat Adept

Description:

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Of native American descent, Akecheta the Beast is a giant of a troll. Even among other trolls his enormous size of almost 9' 8" stands out and massive muscles move under his reddish-brown skin. His hair is a wild long lion-like mane of black and crimson and his eyes glow in a bright red color. His face is covered with nanotattoos which most often display tribal patterns reminiscent of native american war paint.
At the young age of 21 Akecheta already bears the scars of a harsh life. He has sharply andefined facial features with a prominent chin and high cheekbones. His horns are spiraled like those of a ram.

Most of the time he is clad in black leather, with combat boots and reinforced black gloves.

Background:

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Akecheta was born as a human in Cheyenne, capital of the Sioux Nation. He was the son of a prostitute who was a member of a street gang, the "Tribe of Blood". His mother tried to raise him as best as she could but she wasn't exactly cut out for parenthood and Akecheta grew up among the rough criminals of the Tribe of Blood. Early on he experienced violence and he quickly learnt to fight to survive. Early in his teenage years he goblinized to a troll, which shocked him at first, but he quickly adapted and learned to value his new body. He had been no weakling before but now he was strong even for a troll. Unknown to him he also awakened and manifested powers as a physical adept.

The Tribe of Blood had strong ties to the Lakota Mafia, the strongest criminal syndicate in the Sioux Nation. As Akecheta grew stronger and became a feared fighter on the streets they recruited him into their ranks, teaching him a bit about his magical talent and training him further in the ways of combat. With their support he agumented his magic with some carefully chosen bioware. After only two years the troll was one of the syndicate's most feared enforcers on the streets. When Haley's comet passed Akecheta changed again, his hair growing into a lion-like mane of black and crimson. his eyes took on a bright red glowing color. This transformation earned him the nickname "The Beast".

Akecheta didn't mind his violent work, he had had a harsh childhood and he learned that everybody had to look out for himself. The strong persevere and the weak die. The young troll would have continued on his path if he hadn't met Lilly.
Lilly, a beuatiful young ork woman, was a waitress at an italian pizza joint, that, unknown to her, served as a front for a small group of irish mafioso from Seattle who wanted to get a foothold in the Sioux Nation. Together with other enforcers, Akechte was sent to kill everyone working there to send a clear message that the Lakota Mafia would not suffer any intrusion into their territory.
He didn't know why but the moment Akecheta laid eyes on Lilly he knew that there was a connection between them. He saved her from the ensuing firefight between the Lakota enforcers and the Irish and they got to know each other. They quickly fell in love and she convinced him to retire from his life of violence. Akecheta was stunned that anyone could love someone, something, that looked so wild and dangerous, so inhuman as he did and he listened to her request. He distanced himself more and more from the Lakota Mafia and tried to get out.

Of course his bosses did not like that development. After several stern talks and threats that did not bring results the syndicate leadership decided to take more drastic measures. A high-ranking lieutenant, a big ork called "Rattlesnake", was ordered to take his men and kill Lilly and, if he resisted, Akecheta too.

When Akecheta arrived at his apartment that evening, Lilly was already dead. Her body was pinned against the wall with a machete and Rattlesnake and his men stood around it, waiting for the troll to give him an ultimatum: "Forget she ever existed and come back into the syndicate or die next to her."
Akecheta had never felt so much pain and anger as he did in this moment. He screamed out a blood-chilling howl of pure rage and ripped of the closest enforcer's head with his pure hands. The other men died shortly after, except for Rattlesnake. Lilly's murderer took a long time to die and at the end he was begging to be killed.

Akecheta buried his girlfriend's body outside the city in the woods. He knew he had to leave because the syndicate would not let the killing of one of their lieutenants go unpunished. He got confirmation on that very soon when he heard of the 20.000 Nuyen bounty that the Lakota Mafia had put out for his capture.

Lilly's death has disenchanted the troll. He sees no sense in being "good" any more now that she is dead. He relishes in the adrenaline and thrill of combat and other dangerous situations to forget about what he once had and lost so horribly.

Two hours ago he arrived in Seattle after having used the majority of his remaining money to pay a smuggler to get him across the border. What he will do now...he doesn't even know himself .

Character Sheet:

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Troll: 45 BP

Attributes: 200 BP
Body: 9
Agility: 5 (7)
Reaction: 5 (7)
Strength: 9 (11)
Charisma: 2
Intuition: 2
Logic: 2
Willpower: 3

Special Attributes: 40 BP
Magic: (5) -> 3
Edge: 1
Essence: 4.02
Initiative: 9 (3 IPs)

Positive Qualities: 35 BP
Adept
Surge II
+ Metagenetic Improvement (Agility)
- Unusual Hair (Black and crimson striped lion-like mane)
- Extravagant Eyes (Bright red glowing eyes)
Biocompatability: Bioware
Martial Arts: Muay Thai II (+2 DV on Unarmed Combat Attacks)

Negative Qualities: -35 BP
Distinctive Style 2 (Mane, Eyes, Tattoos)
Combat Monster
Thrill Seeker
Wanted (Lakota Mafia put out 20.000 Nuyen for his capture)

Active Skills: 72 BP
Unarmed Combat (Muay Thai): 6 (+2)
Firearms Skill Group: 4
Perception: 1

Knowledge Skills: 12 Free
Lakota Mafia: 4
Firearms Design: 2
Martial Arts: 2

English: N
Sioux (Lakota Dialect): 4

Adept Powers: 3 Power Points
Improved Reflexes 2 (2.5)
0.5 remain free

Focus Binding: 2 BP
-Binding the Weapon Focus

Gear: 41 BP

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41 BP= 205.000 Nuyen

Bioware: 135000
Bone Density Augmentation 4
Muscle Toner 2
Muscle Augmentation 2
Reflex Recorder: Firearms


Weapons: 36320

-Weapon Focus Rating 2: Hardliner Gloves
Mods: Tracker

-Shock Gloves

-Ares Predator
Mods: Metahuman Customization, Personalized Grip, Internal Silencer, Skinlink, Tracker

Accessories: Quick-Draw Holster, Top-mounted Low-Light Flashlight

Ammunition: 5 clips regular, 5 clips Ex-Ex, 5 clips Stick-N-Shock

-FN P93 Praetor with integrated Electronic Firing and Low-Light Flashlight
Mods: Metahuman Customization, Gas Vent 3, Foregrip, Improved Range Finder, Skinlink, Sling , Tracker

Accessories: Top-mounted external Smartlink System, Sound Supressor

Ammunition: 5 clips regular, 5 clips Ex-Ex, 5 clips Stick-N-Shock

-Mannlicher Wildhueter
Mods: Metahuman Customization, Firing Selection Change: SA, Extended Clip , Internal Silencer, Skinlink, Sling, Tracker

Accessories: Shock Pad

Ammunition: 10 clips regular, 10 clips Ex-Ex, 10 clips Stick-N-Shock


Armor: 10250

-Armor Jacket + Fire Resistance 6 + Chemical Protection 6

-FFBA (Fully Body) + Non-Conductivity 6 + Insulation 3

-Helmet

-Secure-Tech PPP Systems: Leg and Arm Casings, Vitals Protector, Forearm Guards, Shin Guards


Perception Equipment: 2570

-Contact Lenses Rating 3 with Image Link, Smartlink, Vision Magnification

-Glasses Rating 4 with Image Link, Low-Light Vision, Vision Enhancement 3, Flare Compensation

Earbuds Rating 2 with Audio Enhancement 3, Select Soundfilters 3


Vehicle: 10000
Yamaha Suzuki Mirage + Metahuman Adjustment (Troll) + Anti-Theft System + Motorcycle Gyro Stabilization

Lifestyle: 2000
Low (1 Month)

ID: 6800
Fake SIN Rating 4
7x Fake License Rating 4 [Muscle Toner, Muscle Augmentation, Ares Predator, Mannlicher Wildhueter, Weapon Focus (Hardliner Gloves), Shock Gloves, Stick-N-Shock ammo]

Commlink: 1400
Sony Emperor + Renraku Ichi + Skinlink + Subvocal Microphone

Total: Total: 204340 // 660 left -> +6 on starting money roll

Edit: Starting money: (3d6 + 6) x 50
3d6 → [3,2,2] = (7) + 6 = 13 x 50 = 650 Nuyen

[unsound]

Combat Mage: Akecheta has been added to the database. Silver's entry is still there so you can still play him whenever you want. Any karma and nuyen you earn can be applied to either of your characters. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

Grimm: Lemme know when you got a draft of your character you're comfortable with, and I'll add Scar to the database. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

[Aria]

@Aria
No nasties, nothing out of the ordinary.

Also, I highlighted the dialogue in that post since there was a bit of it. I tried various colors and they either were too hard on the eyes or didn't stand out quite enough. Let me know how that color works for you. I won't always highlight speech, just when there's big blocks of it. If that color doesn't work I can try something else. Keep in mind I'm color deficient so what I see may not be what you see. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

The moral of that post: Anybody can be a Johnson; a shadowrun doesn't necessarily have to have a corporate sponsor; and payment isn't always just in (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nuyen.gif) . (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

Yep, highlighting the speech is cool...I don't mind any of the colours except the dark blues which I can't see against the grey on my monitor...

Will reply to the post in a sec...just wanted to do a data search on Mrs J while using my adept multi-tasking (got to make use of those powers (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif) )
Then again 6D6 hits 0 (oops) so I'll also text Aria and do that in post...

A

[Grimm]

Grimm: Lemme know when you got a draft of your character you're comfortable with, and I'll add Scar to the database. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

Speaking of, I believe I have finished. All relative information should now be up for Scar. I posted my BP break downs in that particular post as well if a GM-type feels inclined to make sure I didn't fuck it up. I'm pretty sure I did everything right though. I also made notes of where he keeps his arsenal stashed around. Part of the reason I ended up with six weapons was because I wanted him to have completely separate weapons for gang activity as opposed to shadowrunning. Anyways, let me know if you notice anything amiss. But I do believe he is good to go.

[unsound]

Gotcha. Scar is in the database and you're cleared to start posting in the IC thread. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/smile.gif)

[Aria]

Abs / Unsound - as GMs I'm not sure if the topic of spending karma has yet come up?!? Silk would like to pick up a specialism in maglocks for her hardware skill (would mean breaking electronics skill group though)...sounds like it would be useful for her current employment...and with a photographic memory it shouldn't be too hard to browse some online textbooks(?)

Let me know what you think and how much it would set her back?

Thanks

A

[AStarshipforAnts]

It seems like a lot of people are on their own for a moment. I'm planning on making a post in a day or so where an NPC is going to attempt to mug Dahlia, or something similar. Anyone interested in watching a crazy woman stab someone with an injection dagger?

[Doc Chase]

It seems like a lot of people are on their own for a moment. I'm planning on making a post in a day or so where an NPC is going to attempt to mug Dahlia, or something similar. Anyone interested in watching a crazy woman stab someone with an injection dagger?

I think that goes without saying.

[Combat Mage]

Hehe yeah I'm probably letting the beast beat up some gangers too sometime in the future because I'm already running out of ideas on what to write. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/wink.gif)

[Abschalten]

While things are a bit slow I'm just writing about my character. I figure initiation is (quite a ways) down the road, but I'm already starting on getting Ultima to Grade 1, doing some reading and introspection. I've got about two or three ways I can approach initiation as it is.

Anyway, the more you write, the more karma and cash you get this week. Triple Rewards week #1 doesn't end until Monday. GMing for others is also a great way to get some writing in as well. Between writing about Ultima and doing the scenes for Silk, I've already hit the required number of posts for the maximum karma and cash payout, and I think Aria is more than likely there as well.

I may pick somebody else to do some GMing for, but I don't want to spread myself TOO thin here... School does start back for me on the 23rd.

[Abschalten]

Abs / Unsound - as GMs I'm not sure if the topic of spending karma has yet come up?!? Silk would like to pick up a specialism in maglocks for her hardware skill (would mean breaking electronics skill group though)...sounds like it would be useful for her current employment...and with a photographic memory it shouldn't be too hard to browse some online textbooks(?)

Let me know what you think and how much it would set her back?

Thanks

A

Unsound is the score-keeper. Only he can make your karma expenditure official, but you're welcome to go ahead and use it in our scenes.

Online textbooks? Being generous, I'd say 100 nuyen per textbook, given what I have to pay for my school books now.

Hell, Silk probably turned to a life of crime just to pay for her books... I've thought about it a few times myself IRL.

[Combat Mage]

@AStarshipforAnts: If Dahlia by any chance walks around in some of the worse neighbourhoods later that day (or I do a bit timeline editing) I could let Akechete bump into her, maybe they could get into a shuffle with some gangers or so (although that would probably be slightly problematic without a GM for the scene). Or they meet some other way, possibly just a quick meet to get some contact information from each other to give a basis for eventual cooperation later on. But of course only if it fits into your plans, I don't wanna force anything.

[Martin_DeVries_I...]

@CombatMage & Starship: I'd be willing to GM a scene. I need to really read and scour the thread just to be sure I'm on top of everything but I have an idea for something that could extend to more than just a one-off...