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Talia Invierno
In a bit of backstory filling-in for a reporter-PC, we discovered that apparently her trid network had done a "Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous" series (sponsored by the local corporations, of course), and her cub assignment had been to make it look good. Only problem was, one of the local corporation heads she was supposed to cover as one of the episodes in that series didn't actually have a life. Any kind of life. "Blandness" would have been an improvement. Try to edit to create an hour of watchable trid out of that kind of character ... out of the five hours of the executive's time which had been booked for the PR interview and tour. Five hours of ... bland. "Oh, you have a fireplace!" "It's against company regulations to light a fire on company property." Screensaver? Company issue. Children? 2.3 ("expecting"): one boy, one girl. Getting desperate: "How often do you have sex?" "Three times." etc. etc. etc. The colour scheme was beige on taupe. A cleaning drone followed her every move to remove the scuff marks from her walking across the carpets!

Much later in the game, one of her contacts was very surprised when a brand-new gift of (the same brand of) cleaning drone was in short order demolished, smashed, incinerated, pulverised, and then thrown off a 20th story balcony to fall under the wheels of a semi. "Uhm ... I'll just take that back then, shall I?"

So what was your character's worst moment ever?


Edit: you can't brag about it if you didn't survive it. I'm expecting mostly combat-type stuff, but I'm really hoping for personality-showcasing moments, especially the kind you can laugh about ... later.
Frag-o Delux
Being shot by a SWAT sniper using a 121 center mass.
KosherPickle
QUOTE (Talia Invierno)
So what was your character's worst moment ever?

Probably when my character got shot in the head sitting in an SUV. Really wasn't a whole lot that could be done. I'm still working to get back the 3 points of Intelligence I lost due to wound effects.
Talia Invierno
grinbig.gif Shall I modify to say non-serious injury moment, the kind that can be laughed about ... afterward? biggrin.gif
Arkelias
Castration. Don't ask. I don't want to talk about it...
Lindt
Something to do with Dick Clark and a dildo datajack... I really wish I knew what my GM was on at that time...
D.o.d.d.
Worst, non-serious injury moment ever?

Well, the time I forgot about the dwarfs Thermo when using a Stealth suit to sneak through a mechanics shop. Fortunatly, they found the whole situation rather funny and just took my stealth suit, my guns, my certified cred stick, my kits, my lvl 9 passkey, my clothes, and threw me out into the street in a class D neighborhood. Nice fellas, them. nyahnyah.gif

Mind you, I was without clothes for all of thirty seconds, but I got nada of my stuff back at any point during the game. I ended that run down 200 grand on paper, closer to 500 grand after replacement costs were factored in.

And I won't even comment on what it took to get back into my own house...
Hunter
How about having a pair of hitman break into the character's apartment while he's in the shower? eek.gif

Fortunately, he's never got a gun more than a few feet away even then. wink.gif
Frag-o Delux
When my brothers character ran into a fire fight to save my butt and missed his target by 1. The GM allowed him to use karma to re-roll the the whole action and botched the die roll and fell face first to the ground and shot himself through the neck. And subsuquently died from blood loss, while I was pinned down behind a church altar.
Dingus_McGee
About a week ago in a beginning-runner level campaign.......

My character, a kleptomaniac burglar physical adept with the vindictive flaw.

The other guys had started the campaign without me, so the GM worked me in by having the mafia pay them to pick me up off the street and torture me. A case of mistaken identity. Still, the other characters got really into it befor ethe don showed up, so after I got some medical attention and a couple of nuyen for compensation, I follow them back to their team-house and wait for them to leave again.

As I'm breaking in and trying to heft a plasma screen TV to the 3rd story window, they return unexpectedly and I freeze.

The mage reacts by casting a force 4 Agony spell on me. I fail my resistance roll, so my character screams in pain before dropping and breaking the plasma screen TV. I then fall unconscious. I'm STILL paying off that damn TV.......frown.gif
Frag-o Delux
A newbie(first game) was following my character around. The newbie already pissed another veteran player off to the point he wanted to kill him. While I was conducting business with a couple of other players, I told his character to stand outside. I didn't want him involved in my deal. While talking to the other players not paying attention to what the newbie was doing or what the GM was saying to him(the GM never asked for my attention so I payed it now mind). The veteran, a rigger had a doberman drone cruise up to him and aim his gun at him. He ran into the store where I was and told me a dog was chasing him. The GM told him a doberman can up to him, not relising the newbie didn't know the doberman was a drone, the newbie thought the doberman was a dog with cyber machine gun mounted on it. A slight misunderstanding. Well when the newbie came in and interuppted my deal exclaiming a dog (not telling me about the LMG) was after him I told him to go back out there and kick it or shot it. He ran outside and proceeded to kick it, spraining his ankle, then he shot it, nothing happened. The drone proceeded to shot him full of LMG ammo. He crawled back into the store and the GM described a bloody body is crawling towards me claiming that is no ordinary dog. Then I relised the "dog" he was fighting was a drone.
NeO_ZeN
If anyone wants a good laugh, head over to the CLUE files and have a look at The Body Electric.

I still can't believe it happened, and it's my game. eek.gif


The Body Electric
Frag-o Delux
Is there a link I don't know the CLUE files.
Austere Emancipator
Here
booklord
Shadowrunners are hired by a mysterious johnson who asks them to break into a subterrean chamber and destroy a few baby wyverns that a certain nasty magic group is raising.

The johnson sends a few specialists along with the group to help them get through the entrance. ( But the specialists remain behind as the group goes in ). They travel down some large hallways into a chamber where a few young winged reptile like creatures are. The runners open fire and nearly kill two of them.

All of a sudden, a powerful magical barrier springs up between the reptiles and the runners. A large western dragon ( not a great .... this pre-dates the dragon book ) drops an invisibility spell and appears out of nowhere and asks...

"HOW DARE YOU HUNT MY YOUNG?!?"

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End result....

Dragon takes ritual samples from every member of the runner team.
They are given one month to track down, the people who hired them.
Otherwise (well let's just say it wouldn't be pretty )

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Now before you start nominating me for most evil GM award, I gave several clues that the johnson and his associates were not on the up and up.

1) There were no humanoid guards
2) All the tunnels in the lair were obviously made for something REAL big.
3) The young didn't even attack the runners, they only hissed at them.
4) The nest if they had bothered to look at it before opening fire did not look human-made.

If the runners had chosen not to attack the baby dragons the mother dragon (again pre-dates dragon book) would have paid the runners to track down the people who hired them instead of forcing them to.
Blitz
QUOTE (Lindt)
Something to do with Dick Clark and a dildo datajack... I really wish I knew what my GM was on at that time...

You disturb me

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Blitz
Ok...the temptation is too great. Here's the cliff notes version of the events that caused my namesake to lose a handle on sanity....

My team was hired to do a simple courier job by the most vile b!tch on the planet. aka Nakaido, assistant to the President (I think) of Novatech and highest ranking Johnson in the corp.

Of course, we didn't know about her until after, and Blitz is the only one of the group that knows the TRUE depth of her Cruella Deville-ness.

Anywho...we've got like 5 different boxes all packaged up identical to the box we are actually transferring. I assume the group was thinking we might need decoys. It was these decoys that destroyed Blitz's life....

So Blitz is driving part of the team around in her tricked out Master Rigger Van while the rest of the group trails like a convoy. I make the mistake of not asking what rating neighborhood we are in before launching a simple unarmed condor drone. Unfortunately, we were in a AAA neighborhood so a Lone Star Strato-9 drone spots the launch and, while not hostile, decides it's worth keeping an eye on.

Unfortunately, at this point I'm still new to SR and for the most part, follow along with the groups plans and actions. BAD MISTAKE.

They decide to employ the decoy boxes in an attempt to confuse the watching Lone Star. They direct me to random warehouses and such where we back in, dump out a box and drive away.

Lone Star sees - suspicious vehicle dropping off large unmarked package in front of random targets. Deduction=possible bomb drop offs.

Sooooo......Long story short, 4 warehouses are converged upon with high tech bomb squads while the REST of Seattle's Lone Star forces move to apprehend the suspected terrorists. The party all yells at me for launching the drone in the first place, which I will admit was not the best thing to do. However, it wasn't MY idea to act as if we are terrorists!

The entire party gets away by jumping ship from the van while I attempt to lose my tails. Sooo not happening. I wind up in a parking garage which is instantly surrounded. Exiting the vehicle in full rhutheniums, I was hoping to escape unseen, but that was laughable. They tell me to put up my hands, I do....and take a Barrett round in dead center mass.

Apparently, the bullet was owned by Novatech.

Anyway, Novatech manages to redirect me from the hospital Lone Star was taking me, to Novatech's Private facilities. They fix my wound, and add a lovely parting gift as well. A nanohive producing...yep, you guessed it...cutters.

Nakaido approaches the remaining team and tells them that if we work for them for FREE they will return Blitz to the team. The team (knowing our twisted GM) says NO WAY. (which Nakaido graciously records and plays back to Blitz as she's coming out of surgery, in the hopes of getting Blitz to work directly for Novatech) Good thing Blitz has other friends. NPC friends manage to extract her from Novatech, but it's learned relatively soon that they messed her up severely. They used mind control, and serious drugs to make her absolutely bat sh!t crazy. She can't sleep because of the nightmares (usually involving her team turning against her in vivid symbology causing uncontrolled rage) and when she's conscious, she can't control her own thoughts. She is powerless against the strong desire to kill her entire party. And to boot...they jacked her up on kamikaze to give her the oomph to take a majority of them.

Needless to say, Blitz never went back to the team, has never seen any of those teammates again and has been battling Novatech and Nakaido for 3 years now (out of game years that is).

She's just recently managed to kidnap the doctor that installed the nanite hive and forced him to shut the damn thing down (though Nakaido thinks she's dead anyway). Now she's planning her ultimate revenge on Nakaido. That storyline is set to play in Runs & Run Ideas under the title ELK? (I think, though I don't remember what it stands for)

.....and if you want to know what evil GM did all this??

:: points accusingly at Grendel ::

That Pooey-head biggrin.gif
Gyro the Greek Sandwich Pirate
Say, are the CLUE files ever coming back? And if not, does anyone have plans to resurrect them on their own?
krishcane
Troll on the first floor wants to get to bad guys on the second floor, but they have the stairwell covered. She thinks, "How about I use smashing blow to smash through the ceiling, climb up into an adjacent room, and then attack them from behind?" Well and good, but the ceiling are a bit high, so even as a troll, she has to climb up on a desk to reach. The desk is an old antique oak frame model.

While standing on the desk, the does the smashing blow first strike upward -- the result, however, is that the concrete-and-steel layer between floors in the office building is stronger than the desk she's standing on. Combine that with her 1000-lb. weight (we use Patrick's weight rules), and her feet and legs go through the desk. Instead of breaking the ceiling, she's now standing on the floor wearing an oak desk around her waist.

Just then, her sister (also a troll, cybered up and tipping the scales at 1345 lbs.) enters the room with a grenade launcher. Not too bright, she thinks, "Hey, maybe I can shoot a grenade up the stairwell and have it ricochet around to the top, thus killing the bad guys." I guess maybe she thought if it works in Unreal Tournament, it should work here. Of course, being this kind of person, she's using an IPE Offensive grenade.

Naturally, the grenade goes waaaay off-target (since SR rules are so harsh about scatter on grenade launchers) and bounces back into the room where both sisters are standing. The cyber-sister manages to run out of the room no problem. The adept sister, unfortunately, finds it hard to run while wearing a desk. She tries to hobble out of the room with the desk, but gets stuck at the doorway.

Realizing the can't escape, she crouches down inside the desk. When the grenade goes off, it blows out the interior walls of the building (which were just Kevlar wallboard) and shoves the desk, with her in it, all the way across the interior floorplan. She ends up embedded in a desk, buried under rubble, until her sister can dig her out.

--K
last_of_the_great_mikeys
This is a worst moment as a GM...players never let me live it down.

The team is trying to distract a young and totally unprepared (Don't ask how, long story) western dragon from a sneak attack. Don't ask for too many details...but basically, 3 are talking, one is sneaking. Well, they fail. The troll gunbunny decides he still wants to distract it so he says, and I quote, "I piss on it." My eyes bulge. "Pardon me," says I? He says, "I whip it out and take a whizz on Mr. Dragon." I shake my head...well, he got the dragon's attention all right. Roll initiative...

The troll goes first, aims his shotgun at the eye, calls the shot and, using AV rounds, a smartgun 2 and high skill with biowear that helps, pluss all his combat pool, rolls all successes. Scary. I, rolling for the dragon, get all of3, count 'em, 2 successes. My dice failed me that day as I could not manage to stage it down to less than a deadly wound...and no, I don't fudge dice. Finally, the dragon, down to his last karma, invokes Hand of God...if the players can use it, so can I. His smartlink accidentally targets a chair. "Okay," he says, "Now for my second burst." I figure, okay...he'd never do that again. Murphy musta been listening...

Play it again, Sam...all successes. Mr. Dragon, Karmaless, fails to stage down a deadly wound. The pissed off dragon dies. Do you guys have any idea what a dragon body is worth?

I made sure noone ever believed he pulled it off (in charecter of course).
last_of_the_great_mikeys
Grrr...BAD double post!
hobgoblin
selling a dragons body? sounds like they would get lofwyr (or some other great one) on theyre neck then. never smart to piss of a dragon by selling one of its kind...
Mace
Well, my tale falls into the "I can't believe this shit" and the "What the fuck are you smoking" categories.

I have an elven mage who has a particular flaw that the GM decided to take FULL advantage of - Weirdness Magnet. Said mage is travelling in his car to a meet with the Johnson at a restaurant in Downtown Seattle. Having just exited the freeway and moving through the quiet little suburbs containing mostly low rent housing (East Downtown IIRC) car pauses for a red light.

At the point - the weirdness magnet kicked in - with a vengeance. Five very large trolls dressed in a motley collection of pirate garb and carrying assorted cutlasses, knives, flintlock pistols they ripped off from somewhere, drunk as lords and bombed out of their tiny little minds on some really choice BTL chips proceeded to kidnap the rigger in the vehicle behind the mages - his teams rigger while she was trapped by the traffic at the light and hold her for ransom.

The mage at this point decides he really should help her out and proceeds to prepare to unload a spell out through the tinted windows before exiting to take advantage of the distraction to bail the rigger out. Figures a Chaotic World spell amped up should do the trick. Oh boy - did it.

The dice roll - and wouldn't you know it - out of 12 dice not one of them comes down less than a 4 - and there was only one 4. Better than 6 6's. Willpower for anyone in the area apart from the rigger - no better than 4 (except the mages own). Cue EVERYONE in the cars around, on the sidewalk the trolls had dragged the rigger onto and were preparing to tie her to the 'mainmast' of a utility pole being VERY distracted. Including with the light just going green, a number of drivers. Mage was a little distracted himself but held it together enough to function thanks to the Increase Willpower +4 spell he usually has in operation.

Mages vehicle winds up with an Oscar Weinermobile crashing into it and burying him knee deep and covering most of his vehicle and half the immediate area around him in a light coating of hot dogs, the trolls randomly accosting people demanding to know if they were Spaniards, shooting at nearby vehicles having been suddenly surrounded by the Spanish Armada and in one trolls case, attempting to hump a handy fire hydrant and calling it "Sugah...". The rigger looking at all the pretty lights, half the pedestrians zoned out and the other half along with most of the nearby drivers deciding to move rapidly - with no particular concern for direction. eek.gif

End result - one badly damaged mages vehicle, one lightly damaged riggers vehicle, one small riot, massive property damage and a very unhappy mage driving a very battered car showing up at the meet 5 minutes late - with a rigger in a less battered car showing up a little after him. Fortunately the Johnson was late as well - seems he got held up in an unexpected traffic jam in East Downtown...

I won't even go into the pokemon shaman that showed up a while later...
Talia Invierno
rotfl.gif And ... Pokémon shaman? And I thought having contacts among the First Church of Elvis was challenging ...
Fortune
There's a bounty on shamanic followers of Pokémon. There's only one hitch...

...Gotta catch 'em all!
GunnerJ
RE: the GM whose dragon got wasted way to easily; this is where DotSW would come in handy. Dragons have a Critter Power called "Twist Fate" which, among other things, allows them to spend karma pool to force someone to re-roll all successes. Also, they're all mages of some accomplishment, so a force 10 (at least!) armor spell should have been on hand. not to mention their hardened armor...

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OK, now for my story, starring my first character, Jora Tan, the elven face/mage. (Currently retired)

On my first run, we came into a situation where one of my fellow runners (another good-looking elf) was bleeding to death, while Jora had a mere light wound. Jora, being the kind and generous soul (read: naive newb) allows the other elf to use his DocWagon plan to get healing. After all, it's only a basic plan, they're not going to be too picky as to sorting out one prettyboy elf from another.

GM: "OK, now, there's still the matter of the light wound you have."
Jora: "Well, I'm going to call up Sera and see if she knows any good street docs."

Sera is on of Jora's contacts, his ex-girlfriend. Now, lest you think thet this should have been an obvious red flag, I had written into my description that they broke up on good terms, she just couldn't deal with the fact that he was a Shadowrunner. She's also a grad student working for the Magical Studies Dept. at Washington State.

Of course, the GM had other ideas about Sera's feelings...

I was given an address and berated about how I can't live my whole life as a criminal, and she's tired of bailing me out, blah blah. Anyway, the address turns out to be a sewar hole.

It leads to an underground housing area where dwarves and orks live. After fending off a quartet of 9-year-old orks who want to play (and happen to be bigger and stronger than Jora), we come to the street doc's home.

The street doc is a rat shaman. She is putridly disgusting, it appears she bathes in rat shit. But she does the healing well enough, although Jora was not experienced enough to work the payment up front.

GM: The shaman turns to you and says, "Now, about payment..." She licks her lips, "You're a good looking elf..."

It's funny. You use a force six fireball to clear out a mafia sniper spot, and do they call you "Jora the Fire Bringer?" No.

You win a Mortal Combat esque magical tournament and become a demigod, and do they call you "Jora the Champion?" No.

But you fuck one dwarven rat shaman...
Mace
Well, it doesn't really fall into this particular topic but if you really want hear about it...it certainly lead to my mage getting his "Man, weird shit just happens around YOU" confirmed to the rest of the team - first sign of anything odd these days, they move AWAY from the mage rather than towards him...

The GM has a habit of 'letting the weirdness build' before unleashing it - It had been a while since the last batch which should have been warning enough but it all started so innocuously enough.

The team were in preparation mode, taking things easy while doing the preliminary data investigation on a run - which mostly consists with us of letting the decker get on with raping the hell out of the various databases he has access to and gentle probings of others he runs into and the rest of the team bringing up the subject in casual conversation with our own contacts here and there, drone fly by if possible, an astral peek from a passing car etc etc. (you get the idea - it's softly, softly to start with).

In any event - the mage gets a phone call from the office of his business front - one of them. (Owner of a talismonger store and a small investment firm). His secretary at the investment firm had an unexpected visitor - his 15 year old niece up from Denver - complete with 2 backpacks and a couple big suitcases who'd been dropped off by taxi, wanting to speak to "Uncle Brian".

Mage tells the secretary he'll be along presently and to let her into his 'meeting' area - a lounge like arrangement next to his office to wait. On the way over there, calls his Uncle - the much younger brother of his deceased father - who confirms his daughter Anise is a runaway - who he's going frantic about. Brian calms him down, promises he's going to check it out and talk to her - he'll send her back to him - she's safe for now.

Walks into the office thinking he's got a young runaway niece - unusual but nothing really extra-ordinary - until he gets her story. After talking to her he's sure someone, somewhere is laughing at him. Turns out she's a shaman - who's been concealing her gift, sneaking out of the house to commune with the 'spirits' at night time and learning it from them, while hiding her gift from her parents - she didn't want to wind up 'impressed' into military service like her Uncle and father had. (early days of the Sioux, guess who has a couple Wildcats for relatives).

Things were coming to a head though and the tricks she'd used weren't going to hold much longer - then she'd 'remembered' that her 'Uncle' (actually cousin) Brian's magic was 'weird' too so she'd come to him for instruction rather than get drafted and have them do it.

Cue the mage going 'weird?' - (he's a hermetic amerindian) and leading her off to the warehouses where he had his 'working' office next to the four others the team uses as it's HQ and storage area for enough room for the demonstration, determined to talk to her some more - an auric check showed she was an uninitiated shaman - and the signs and conversation pointed to her being a follower of 'Moon Maiden'.

Although a little reluctant, she demonstrated for him - and it turns out, while she's a Moon Maiden shaman, her own personal fixation/obsession with all things pokemon had affected her magic to a high degree - her summoned spirits and spell effects all came about after hurling a little red and white ball of which she had an ample supply in the general direction of where she wants the effect - and they manifest or 'happen' as highly visible pokemon looking things - her Stun Missile spell is Cubone hurling his bone club - her Hearth spirit is a Growlithe - her mountain spirit an Onyx, her water cannon spell a Blastoise, etc. eek.gif question.gif

The rest of the team after the first one was demonstrated were gathered around various monitors (internal cams - and a decker with great or lousy timing depending on your viewpoint) were busy shaking their heads and murmuring "only Shade" - and howling in laughter. Brian got his niece out of there and later set up under his 'guardianship' with permission from her father to study in Seattle, her own apartment and part time job...but she floats by now and then and is more or less now a very minor 'dependant' of the mage...

BigBlacksmith
The team was on recon for a target, and were scouting look-out posts to start a surveillance of the target's habits. In front of the target's building, there was a wall. A tall wall. And the team didn't know what was on the other side (beware of old mapsofts...). So the mage decided to levitate to check what was on the other side. I did mention to him it wasn't critical, since the look-out position was found, but he really was curious, so he levitated... and got only 1s. First time I actually saw a complete fumble like that! The drain almost knocked him out, as well as depriving him of all of his clothing and breaking a focus.

The end?

Not quite. Once he got a towel around himself (I swear, he just found himself a towel, never asked for pants or anything...), he tried levitating again. Now, he was at S drain by them, completely humiliated, and had lost his most precious focus. He levitated nonetheless... and fumbled mightily again!!! All 1s!!! After 45 minutes of hysterical laughter, we finally were able to verify the results. He rolled a couple of times, to check if he was lucky or not... This time, he got one or two 2s per roll (I'm not kidding!!!). So his new nickname, when he got out of the hospital and lost 1 point of Magic, was Kenny. Yup, his upper body levitated a while, but his legs stayed on the ground.

Poor bastard. First thing he did when getting out of the hospital was go back to the wall to check what was on the other side : a dog shelter...

Did I mention I was GM on that one?!? biggrin.gif devil.gif
schnee
QUOTE (Frag-o Delux)

You know, these kinds of threads really highlight the differences in playing style of this game.
QUOTE
When my brothers character ran into a fire fight to save my butt and missed his target by 1. The GM allowed him to use karma to re-roll the the whole action and botched the die roll

You had me up until right there. Then:
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and fell face first to the ground and shot himself through the neck. And subsuquently died from blood loss, while I was pinned down behind a church altar.

You lost me. I think the idea of someone skilled with a gun falling down and shooting themselves in the neck is pretty ridiculous. I can see the gun blowing up in their hands - I had that happen recently when I botched - and making the character resist, say, a F/2 wound with -1 damage level (so, that Predator blowing up makes you soak a 5L). Or, not peeking over the pew enough, shooting it right in front of you, and having +2 or +3 to your shooting TNs for the remainder of the battle because some splinters shot into your eye. Something like that.

But, dying? A bit too harsh IMO. If you botch with an Eye Gun, hell, that is some serious sh*t right there, and I could see that killing you if you already had some wounds, but killing you outright? Not in that case.


QUOTE
I have an elven mage who has a particular flaw that the GM decided to take FULL advantage of - Weirdness Magnet.

I've heard that one a few times, but I couldn't find it in Shadowrun Companion. I found it here and that site looks familiar, so is that where people got the idea? If so, I really, REALLY like that flaw. I think I'm going to talk to my GM about my character soon... I have a flaw or two that I frankly used to 'munchkin' a bit... they haven't affected me yet, and a few in-game events have inspired me.

This one is one of 'em... I hope he lets me, because my new group is soooooo happy to have a Mage right now, and it'll be fun to see their consternation when they realize the flip side of having so much powerful magic at their disposal. They need me too much to get rid of me, and I've proven to be a huge asset to the group, so it'll be fun to push that a bit. Mu hu hua! nyahnyah.gif
GunnerJ
Methinks weirdness would make a classy critter power, too.
Crimsondude 2.0
QUOTE (Frag-o Delux)
The GM allowed him to use karma to re-roll the the whole action and botched the die roll and fell face first to the ground and shot himself through the neck. And subsuquently died from blood loss...

Out of Sight

Damnation. It took me forever to remember this movie. This same thing happened when a character fell down the stairs. That was hilarious.
Sunday_Gamer
Then surely I must share with you the fantastic adventure "White Tigre goes shopping" in which, the dashing elven phys ad decides to take a day off and go downtown, do some shopping, and just relax.

He's in civilian clothes, very little gear, no armor, just his usual expensive outfit (bloody fashion plate elves *sigh*)

He's walking on the second floor of the mall when he hears a commotion and peering over the railing down onto the first floor, he sees 2 men harassing a young elven woman. Using his keen phys ad boosted vision, he spots that both men are packing heavy pistols and sensing by their conversation that things are about to get ugly.

So our hero leaps off the 2nd floor, launching himself at the 2 men. Splitting his dice pool, he kicks the both of them, killing one instantly and seriously wounding the other. His feet have barely touched the ground that he realizes the young elven lady has a most peculiar look of shock and horror on her face.

That's when he hears a voice shout "CUT!!!" and spins to see the entire film crew, who were set up under the catwalk, out of his sight...

The look on his face was priceless and the best part was, I only did that so he would meet the movies execs, I had NO idea he would jump down and start kicking heads in...

He met some interesting police officers instead.

Sunday.
Sunday_Gamer
and I really must add my favorite Weirdness Magnet story happened in a game of Top Secret, the old spy role playing game, meaning it's set in this time with this technology. My buddy had really lobbied the GM to have this flaw, saying it could be a lot of fun, well he was right.

We're on a very standard information gathering operation and things start getting out of hand, now we have to get to the top floor and FAST. Me and one other guy are already on the 15th floor so we hit the stairs to get up the remaining 5 flights to the penthouse.

Weirdness Magnet man however, takes the elevator from the ground floor. He is alone in the elevator.

Suddenly the air in front of him shimmers and a man in a fully sealed futuristic enviro suit just materializes in front of him. Needless to say, my friend stands there with his jaw somewhere near his bellybutton.

"What year is this?" a voice asks from the suit.
"errr...1994." replies my friend.

The man in the enviro suit reaches to some device on his wrist, punches a few buttons and shimmers out of existence just as the elevator reaches the 20th floor and with a sharp "DING!" the doors open...

He never mentioned it to the other characters, for obvious reasons. =)
But holy crap did we laugh...

Sunday.
El_Machinae
QUOTE (Frag-o Delux)
He crawled back into the store and the GM described a bloody body is crawling towards me claiming that is no ordinary dog.

LOL! Too funny!

"I did what you said, sir. I kicked the dog. I shot the dog."

"That ain't no ordinary dog, sir"

Imagine how the player felt.

"I kick the dog"
GM "you sprain your ankle"

"What???"
Deschain
[EDIT]God I'm an idiot, too busy laughing to notice that there was a second page to this topic.....

Hehehehehehehehehehe......I'm in tears from laughing so hard at Mace and Fortune's posts......God I wished I'd go try to find a group, I'd love to finally get to play a game and hopefully share stories like this...
Lily
How 'bout this one:
My sweet little innocent character, a clone, 6 months out of the tank and very childlike, had formed this fantastic crush on a man she'd never met (room mate's character in another timeline). She found out all about him and even after it was explained to her that there are no real faerie tale princes, she was still just smitten with this guy (all she knew when she escaped the tank was that she was looking for him- still hasn't been fully explained). Through some remarkable circumstances, and the merging of 7 years worth of plot threads, she finally got to meet her prince charming AND HIS BOYFRIEND!!!!!!! Yup- all that and he's GAY!
That sucked for her.
grendel
QUOTE (Blitz)
.....and if you want to know what evil GM did all this??

:: points accusingly at Grendel ::


Oh come now, I have had much worse moments than that.

There was the time that the sniper I had guarding the airport killed Todd's character by accident.

And then there was the time that Warren's character walked into a full auto burst that put him square in the clutches of Shepard who used him in the plot to kill Gabriel. I still can't believe that he confessed all of that to the group. And that you let him live afterwards.

And then there was the time when Todd's (other) character pitched a white phosphorus grenade into the room that the terrorists were using to store all of their thermite. The resulting fire melted the foundations of the twelve story apartment building above. The team didn't know it at the time but the FBI had that entire episode on surveillance video.

And don't forget the whole November storyline, including the "I'll take the third floor!" claim by Mace.
Fortune
QUOTE (Lily)
...all that and he's GAY!
That sucked for her.

Or not, as the case may be. biggrin.gif
NeO_ZeN
My beloved Snake Shaman, 9 boxes of Physical Damage, 10 boxes of Stun hanging onto his existance at the end of two-halfwits carrying his unconscious form out of a skirmish with some Wildcats.

'Halfwit 1'- They have a mage, we'll need him.
'Halfwit 2'- Well lets give him this stim patch then.
'Me' - ....noooo....

Rating 6 stim patch is applied.

Result - 1 point of magic lost ( I rolled a 3!)

They laugh at me, I nearly cried.
They stop laughing when a concussion grenade enters room.

Result - Serious Stun and unconsciousness. I'm saved from them I think for a brief moment.

After 3 minutes, the stim patch wears off giving me 6 more fraggin' boxes of stun, but because my good ol' stun box is full, it is physical.

Result - 1 point of magic lost ( I botched frown.gif)

That leaves me dying (BOD=6) very soon. I shook my head at the GM, cursing the other two, who ended up going to jail for who knows how long, and me dying right there on the floor.
Kurukami
Well, I had a weird one. This was back when I was playing a dwarven decker/rigger. The team's base of operations had been infiltrated by nasty sorcerous creatures, vicious things that we knew were able to shred normals and give even sammies a run for their money. So the physads and the magicians go off monster hunting, and where am I?

Sitting in my heavily-armored, but unarmed, drone van.

Then I think, hey, wait a sec. If I could get inside to the rigging safe-room, I could use the innate armament systems to take out a good number of the demon-things. I just need to get to that room... go through the lobby or the garage entrance or something, right?

Let it merely be said that at the time, I wasn't thinking of horror/slasher flicks, OK? smile.gif

So I scoop up my Predator III in one hand and my Armtech MGL-6 grenade launcher in the other, psych myself up, and try to quietly head in -- the theory being that anything the Predator can't stop, the grenades should be able to. Crossing the lobby, seeing nothing, I hear this rasping growl behind me, and spin to discover one of the demon-things approaching slowly... taking its time... savoring my fear...

I try to shoot it with the Predator, of course, and actually manage to stagger it a little bit. But the wounds seem to be closing up... uh oh... panic time, back away! Impulsively, I yank up the grenade launcher and put an IPE into its chest. (Important note -- player not thinking entirely straight right here. smile.gif )

From, oh, three meters away.

The resulting explosion, it should be noted, did kill the thing. On the other hand, it also catapulted my dwarf backwards through a plate-glass wall and solidly into the marble facade in the corridor behind it....

Thank Ghu for trauma dampers, that's all I can say.
Dog
I have a house rule to discourage phone calls during games: Anytime a player's cel-phone rings, so does his characters.....
So I got these newer players, been at it for about six months, and although they've heard of insect spirits, they haven't encountered any yet. Now they've chased some loser into the crawl space under an abandoned building, which opens into a cavern. Scrabbling noises all around. They do well on stealth tests and head into the chamber with low light flashlights.....

Me (GM): "You catch a glimpse of something huddled against the far wall. A leathery sac about as tall as you are with muted vetical markings of black and yellow. (pause for effect) As your flashlight beam plays from right to left over the surface, you see a translucent membrane, like an insect wing, only huge. (jaws drop as it sinks in.) The light finally plays over the chitinous abdomen to the massive head. Fortunately, for now the hideous creature seems to be still, or sleeping, or maybe it just hasn't heard you yet..."

phone: RING!

I couldn't have timed it better if I tried.



Another one:

I like to give real time countdowns for explosions and such, for suspense and to get the players moving. One time, caught in the middle of a crossfire, they dive into the closest room, which happens to be the bad-guys armory (see how nice I am? I just handed them some badass guns to get out of a jam.) One (typical) troll decides to try to figure out a mortar shell, and fumbles his roll....

Me: "the shell is making a slight hissing noise. Five....four.... three....two...."
Player 1 :"I dive into the next room!"
Player 2 (at the same time as player one): "Run through to the next room."
Player 3 (the troll, at the same time as one and two): "I toss it in the next room."

I let them live.
hobgoblin
*hands dog the vegm.gif badge of great laughs*

i guess that 10 thumb troll where no longer part of the team after that move smile.gif
just remind me to put my cellphone on vibrate if i ever play a game with you smile.gif
as for kurukami,given the info you have given in another thread i have more and more a feel that your char isway out of his league, try to find yourself another group frown.gif
Talia Invierno
Oh. My. I think we discovered who's been keeping up their karma pool, and who just burned it.
rotfl.gif
Lindt
QUOTE (Blitz)
QUOTE (Lindt @ Aug 21 2003, 03:41 PM)
Something to do with Dick Clark and a dildo datajack...  I really wish I knew what my GM was on at that time...

You disturb me

wobble.gif

I wont go into details... lets just say that was the reason I stopped playing with that GM... *shiver*
Userlimit
Well this isn't that that funny or even that bad, but it just happened in a new game we just started so...

My C's team breaks into a New Age Magic (read: fake magic) group's branch building at night, security is light. We have to find and acquire a real magic tome that the group some how got it's pathetic hands on. Anyway, finally after rooting around we find a safe. We figure it's in the safe and since none of us have any means to open the safe, rip it out of the wall and carry it home with us.

So there we were sitting in my C's apartment, the land lord knocking on the door for rent & damages (we dropped the safe coming up the stairs) money which we didn't have, arguing about whether or not the book is in the safe, waiting for the lock smith to arrive.

"What if the book isn't in the safe?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well we didn't necessarily look EVERYWHERE. What if it's not in the safe?"

"What else would be in the safe?"

"Some important mood crystals probably, not the book. We should've checked more."

"The book is in the safe."

"Maybe it's not."

"If it's not we'll go back."

"It's sunrise, we can't go back, they're going to notice that there is a safe ripped out of the wall and it's going to be a little harder to get back in. Sh*t. It's not in the safe is it?"

"IT'S IN THE SAFE."

Well, it was in the safe, but then an evil free spirit popped out of the book and almost killed all of us.
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