Ok I notice the forum don´t seam to have a threat for tell amazing stories of luck and skill, here is a chance to brag and tell stories like how your team manage to bring down a whole mega corp building or when you shot down a VTOL with a handgun.


So let us hear your Hollywood action/drama stories from your gaming of SR

So... basically every Pink Mohawk thing ever done?

I know this made me lawl. Once my techno Akachi broke into the TacNet of a Red Samurai team and flooded their senses with graphic and incredibly kinky Orc on Elf porn. He made sure to load it into their individual comlinks before flooding their senses so even after cutting their connection they were still distracted with terrible porn. As they were distracted he started singing a jolly tavern turn while sniping them with his sniper drone.

it can be subtle to, aslong as it has Hollywood feel, like surving the unavoidable bomb because it was a dud, to beat down 10 armed guard with your bare fist or just hacking that high sec evil AI to stop him.

My group once incapacitated a dragon by throwing (not firing) 40 airburst-linked minigrenades at him. This was in our last session with those characters, and it was a ridiculous fight anyway.

For some reason whenever twisted porn is mentioned at our table it always seems to involved orks and we have one player who is an ork addicted to porn....hmmm.

I had an elven speed sam back in 2nd ed. once chop off a tanks barrel with a combat axe. And took out the tracks.
Same character somehow survived a sniper shot to the head.
He died holding off an army of insect spirits so the rest of the team could escape from the hive.


Had an unskilled character throw a grenade into a the bbeg's convertable as he was speeding away. The look on the gm's face was priceless.

Like that one time, where one of my Trolls Boxed with a Feathered Serpent, went KO only after the third round and lived to tell about it?
The time wher another of my Trolls got the Laser-Axe of another Troll to the neck, actually managed to stage down Damage to one Box before Deadly damage and then split the NPC Troll in two with his mighty halberd?
The time i managed to accidentally kill someone with Gel-Ammo in one 6-Bullet burst?

He he the gel round kill reminds me of my narcoject machinegun fiasco.

Yeah, someone else had just pumped him full of Gammascopolamine 10D Stun. Then i let loose with my truysty assault rifle filled with gel ammo . . 6 round burst, 14-2=12D Stun.
So the poor slob gets Deadly stun. then again deadly stun, which carries over into physcial. but deadly stays deadly. so yeah, bot condition monitors filled at once.

the elf sword adept of our group managed to cut down two helicopters with an odachi.

the elf sword adept has also cut up several cars and trucks during vehicle combat.

i managed to overturn a freight train with magic.

our gunslinger adept has sniped quite a few targets with his revolver from the maximum distance.

one of our players(forget who) thew an active landmine like a discus into the open mouth of a juggernaut.

cut down as in cutting the copters beyond flying capability, or as in killing the pilots and make it driver less?

One of my former players SR2 PC's:

Picture a troll ganger, hanging from a helicopter, flying through downtown San Fran, guns blazing.

In Manhattan, Our group were escaping a research facility, loaded up with an Ares research server we nabbed. We were all in a delivery truck we used to sneak in and making our way along, when a Knight Errant assault copter shows up and starts tailing us with a swat group in the back getting ready to lay on the pain. So our team is getting their weapons ready when our mage leans out the passenger window of the truck and casts swarm on the copter pilot. The copter swerved out of control and into a skyscraper. Fun times.

as in cut them out of the air, then raided the surviving crew.

3rd Ed:

- The time the elf adept (bodyguard/sniper) and the elf covert ops guy were pursued over the rooftops of downtown Seattle by government "black 'copters." They finally managed to get cornered and managed to crash one with shots from a Predator heavy pistol (by the adept, who also was a 'copter pilot himself) and then, a few rounds later, the covert ops dude managed to do enough dmage to the other one with his modified Browning UltraMax heavy pistol causing it to fail a crash test and force land in the street below. I can still hear the adept shouting to the spy on his turn "You gotta shoot between the blades, Jericho.. fiind the spot!  Find the spot!  Oh yeah baby!  That's it!"



- The time same above adept in an effort to be a badass and end a Mexican standoff attempted to shoot the gun out of the hand of a weapons dealer that was a contact for another player. they were wanting to question him after a long complicated run where they were in the thick of it. He was having none of it, warning htem to leave his shop, that they were too hot right now and he did not want to be involved.

The adept was standing about 3-4 meters away.  He allocated all his combat pool, called the shot, rolled... and rolls a critical failure! And only then do I remind him what I had been supressing a giggle about during his entire statement of intent:  He wasn't using his normal gun, but a flechette pistol he had picked up from a dead foe in a running battle minutes before.  

"Yup, you fire your gun and watch in drop-jawed amazement as the guy's gun hand bursts into a big ball of mush. He drops to the floor screaming in ways that you've only heard wild animals do when they are being mauled."  The adept player let out a little breath, looked at the minitures on the table for a few seconds and then let out a little soft very understated "ooops."  He actually paid for hte guy's cyberhand and everytime they had to deal with him in later adventures (which I made sure he popped up fairly frequently) the arms dealer would always wave his obvious cyber hand around blatantly and invariably always got that extra nuyen from the adept he asked for.



- The time the same adept, the same covert ops guy and a street sam dwarf were stuck in a cave in Hawai'i facing a dragon they'd set up an impromtu trap for which wasn't nearly as successful as they'd hoped. (For those of you that have played it, it was the great scenario "Paradise Lost" by Nigel Findley, (RIP).  Everyone was barely clinging to life, the adept was already planning a suicide rush on the dragon with his force 2 weapon foci katana when, suddenly they heard the sound of engines.  Their prayers were answered when their helicoptor (which they had thought crashed on the way to the insertion*) appeared being piloted by their rigger who they thought was dead with the cargo door wide open, framing the normally fastidious racoon shaman who was ragged, dishevelled and sweating as he lobbed fireballs the likes one has never seen save in maybe Lord of hte Rings. Then the rigger let fly the heavy guns on the copter, actually killing the already weakened dragon. Truly one of hte finest moments ever becasue to a man, after that run, each trapped player told me "I thought that was it.  We were finally done for.  And then that helicoptor...Man, the sweetest thing in the entire world. Damn, that was a GREAT RUN!"



*The rigger had faked the helicoptor crash to save his ass from the pursuit vehicles earlier in the run and then sat patiently for hte next two or three hours pretending to be dead to the other players after privately slipping me a note saying he wanted to do the fake thing to be an ace in the hole. He got several extra Karma that day for helping me pull off that huge surprise.



Vlad

A few spring to mind...

The non-cybered non-awakened guy manages to take out the killer super-initiate adept from hell (right after he took out the rest of the team) by dumping everything into a throw and putting him on the third rail.

Ork street sam (called the Cube because he's 5' tall and 5' wide) swings in through the 80th floor windows and takes out all 7 of the security detail with two full auto bursts from the SMG he has in each hand.

Trapped on the roof of a hotel by the Star and the FBI the team was all out of options until the mage shouted "Jump, I can levitate everyone..." all 6 runners took the leap of faith and (much to his surprise) he managed it!

The team had just found the facility that Deus had producing banded and drones once he escaped from the arcology, they got deep inside before realising it was a trap. Surrounded by a vast number of banded (50+) and drones (30+) they begun to surrender peacefully... before deciding to go out in a blaze of glory. The only flaw in this plan was that they didn't end up dead themselves (although everyone was well into overflow!)

The half vampire PC (gengineered, didn't have all the powers) who decided to seduce an Azzie employee to take his frustrations against the corp out on. However, he got a little more drunk than intended (he didn't have immunity) and ended up back at her place. Waking up in the Azzie pyramid the next morning he flips out, she calls security and he goes on the run... being able to regenerate he decides to jump out of one of the upper floor windows - the ones that are reinforced against rocket attacks - and promptly splats himself on the window for security.

The story above led to a ridiculous rescue mission which resulted in the mage levitating a limousine to take away some security guards cover - this was under SRII rules and so was quite a feat! Of course, that meant he didn't want to stop the spell so maintained the levitate for some time!

A name that strikes fear into the heart of any GM... Mr. Plastique. To bulk up their apparent numbers whilst hiding in the forest animated jackets and armour combined with levitated plastique heads (the only thing to hand it seems) were used. Of course when plan A didn't go all that well... BOOM!

Possibly my favourite, and probably a contender for most ridiculous: The mage and the skilled mundane had been working for a peculiar Johnson for some time now and had learned that he was a vampire and a member of the Ordo Maximus. Having impressed him on numerous occassions both PCs had a fair idea they were being invited to join in exchange for an object of interest they had stolen from high up in the Tir government. Arriving at the meeting there were a number of initiated mages around the table, at least half of whom were infected. The expected offer was put to the PCs and just as the mundane opened his mouth to reply the mage pre-empted him with "We don't need you or your piss-ant organisation." He followed this up by splitting a number of offensive area effect spells around the room. Whilst the other PC looked on slack jawed the mage took everyone in the room apart piece by horrible piece with a magical onslaught the likes of which had never before been seen (or since!) The other PCs called to inform them to flee as the Tir had sent the Wild Hunt after the artefact - the other party mage had tried to intercept it astrally and been slain and they were going into hiding. The mage felt on a roll and having the artefact on his person he decided to wait for the Wild Hunt to show up. They arrived and he destroyed everyone except the lead huntsman in one action. The mundane drove a limo packed with explosives into the huntsman which failed to finish him off. The mage engaged him in astral combat and cleaved him in two - earning himself a legendary reputation!

I had an elf ninja who was addicted to tentacle porn. We named him Bait.

My favorite so far as shapechange spells cast on the group and posing as burlesque dancers to get into a NeoNET facility to assassinate the board room - through the power of DANCE. Also high heels with poisoned darts.

One of my favorites:

Mystic Adept on our team, based off of the Highlander character Xavier St. Cloud. Maximum level "Iron Lungs", and a cadre of toxic mustard gas grenades. Because he was only ever supposed to drop them at his feet and walk away, he never bothers to take a throwing skill.

So we come around to a bar fight that spills out onto the streets of Seattle. The adept in question, St. Cloud, turns invisible and walks away while the GIANT(!) starts tossing people left and right. He's getting out-manned and out-gunned, though, and things aren't going so well. St. Cloud calls up his limousine and begins to pull away when his conscience(I guess it's what you'd call it?) gets the better of him and he pulls out a grenade. Figures the giant will survive the smoke, but the rest of the gang he's fighting won't. So as he drives by, he slows down, opens the window, pulls the pin, and CRITICALLY GLITCHES. Whoops.

Gas grenade clatters around in the back of the limo, St. Cloud goes to make an agility check to throw it out the window again then decides... eh, nah. Rolls up the windows and drives away holding his breath. Everyone from the street sees a limousine billowing vile yellow smoke slowly making it's way up the streets of Seattle, the cabin completely filled with the noxious fumes.

To this day, while not OMG HOLLYWOOD, still gives me a good chuckle.

The Johnson my group was meeting was being actively pursued by KE, who broke in with three four-man squads+drones during the meet. My expectation is they would beat feet. They did make a tactical retreat, but held ground long enough for the rigger with the minigun to get into a nearby building (barely missing the sniper hiding in there and carefully stepping around his claymores), set up and somehow managed to roll such an excellent success with her gun she brought down the helicopter which was in the process of unloading another squad onto the rooftop - so it fell into the old, rickety apartment building, which consequently collapsed, level by level, killing basically all three teams (minus the two choppers doing overwatch, but that's another story).

Then again, this is the same rigger who, while being chased by an SUV full of shooting mobsters at high speeds down the freeway, while screaming in a sharp U-turn, somehow made the TN to pop a grenade right into the open passenger-side window a mobster was shooting out of. I expected that particular scene to be much, much longer.

My group once hijacked a crate that contained a cyberzombie, got shot at by a helicopter, my character (the rigger) gave up the driver's seat to the twitchy elf sam (IIRC) due to his high reaction (almost no driving skill, but no one else was suited to the job) while I attempted to keep the zombie contained to its cryopod. I had little luck and eventually just had to program its Friend or Foe system (us and the guy we were stealing it for as Friends, obviously). However, in that time we decided to escape the chopper by fleeing underground (in the van). Next Exit: Renraku Underground Mall.

We drove over some 50-100 people, smashed through at least one parking garage support column, maybe some other stuff (I have a recollection of driving through the mall itself, but that might be a Fish Story), and out the other side of the arcology.

Some weeks later on another job we had to extract a guy from the arcology. We haunted the memorial service they were putting on; the spirit we summoned would make moans and such if anyone attempted to remove the (shoddy cardboard) memorial stuff.

I was playing a gun toting, explosives carrying elf samurai. We'd just finished raiding a house for some pay data, but ended up splitting up to lose the drone cover. I get about a block from my bike when the gm throws a curveball... a lonestar cruiser, hanging out between me and my ride. Now, I just got done with a running fight, and the smg isn't THAT concealable. So I stop for a minute thinking what to do, when the GM mentions there is an open window on the cruiser. So I sneak up, and flip a flashbang into the car.

Needless to say, introducing grenades into confined spaces with corpsec goons has become something of a trademark.

I was playing Ol' Scratch, a prime runner of mine with a crazy amount of Karma and converted to SR4. Early in a run just after a Johnson meet, Scratch spotted a microdrone in the form of a fly spying on them. Since I was bored out of my mind, I decided I was going to kill the little thing old school style by throwing beer bottles and plates and whatnot at it. In the end, it had turned into an epic battle of a satyr vs. a microphone in which I had to burn through all my Edge before I got it down.

Not sure if that counts as awesomeness, but I was laughing my ass off during the whole scene.

Reminds me of a game, one that predated my SR time.

Grenade lands under the rigger's van. Rigger has a fetish for missiles (having a missile launcher mounted on the van) and the GM asked, "so, how many missiles do you keep in the van to reload?"
Player responds, "I dunno, how many will fit?"

Needless to say the van exploded. A lot.