The Prayer -- I recall posting this one here before, but it's been a while. In it, a young IRA Adept (Rory Caolain) prepares for a coming mission against the occupational tyranny of the Sidhe.
Debriefing -- Set an easy twenty years or so after Prayer, this story was something of a background piece for Rory as he was statted up for a one-shot game, with a little over 200 karma (and ironically, I had the 200 karma image of him in my head long before the "just starting" version, in the story I prefer quite a bit more). I'm still sore that I never got the chance to play him, except for in that high level game (and only in about two scenes, before it petered out).
Rooftops -- Winner of the first Tisoz Short Fiction contest, and my only actual story (not counting all my posts with him, in-character) so far with Tyler Wilde, Orkish Mobility Adept.
Promises -- Background piece for my one and only SR4 character (who's slowly getting into a few games, though I've still no idea if I statted up a decent character or not), Billy Shen. It's also my most recent piece of fiction, as of the time I post this thread. Canny readers may note an Adept pattern, by now (I dig Adepts, whattayawant?).
Firsts -- Connor fiction, my "main character" sort of guy, a Tir Ghost who Awakened (as an Adept) thanks to Halley's Comet. This particular story is, well, a lot of the "firsts" of his life (first fight, first chrome, first kill, etc), and is also the only one I've written that takes place before the point at which he entered play; every other Connor fic has been heavily influenced by gameplay (obviously).
Out of the Frying Pan, into the Shadows -- while not the chronologically first Connor fiction, this was the first I ever wrote. This was, in fact, the first mental image of the character I ever had, and was even written before he had a background (the "Tir Ghost" thing, btw, I have to thank Pistons and the Amnesia Flaw for).
Old Wounds -- Flashback-oriented piece on Connor, the first I wrote after getting that notorious private message from Pistons with my actual background. It was a short, damning, paragraph, that left me plenty of spaces that needed filling. All I knew was he used to have a wife and kid, and work for the Ghosts; I cooked up this one to try and piece some stuff together. It was also, as my wife complains, the first of my "sad stories."
Just a Walk -- This was something I threw together during the Brainscan campaign (howdy, DE), after Connor'd re-linked himself with the Tir Information Secretariat, and was (while still acting as a Shadowrunner in Seattle) a steady pipeline of information back to the Tir, as to the goings-on in Seattle's shadows.
Campus Life -- Wetwork in San Francisco. Connor was deeper into the Information Secretariat at the time I wrote this (obviously), and it was an attempt at a little-to-no dialogue piece (something very different from my usual RPing style).
A New Job -- When Tir Ghosts Attack!! It starts with a Rinelle cell, has a bloodbath in the middle, and ends with a face-to-face with a Prince (all set up just to launch my character into a 'run that never really finished, for OOC reasons). I mostly dig the opening half of this one (Ghosts in action, as I envision them).
Angels -- Just a link to Tisoz's Second Short Fiction Contest, in case anyone missed it.
I'll post my non-Shadowrun stuff in a minute. Microwave just dinged, and Hot Pockets are calling my name.
