The morning after my group of PCs totally screws up a Shadowrun and start in-fighting with each other: "You know, I could probably have them try and get a can of soup and they'd provide me with hours of entertainment..."

Coulda been worse. Coulda been,"... and uses it to beat you into Hell."

The Spirit based on the Jewish Carpenter would have, if not for the Mage that was handy.

Technically, He was a rabbi, His father was a carpenter. Kinda like a construction worker father paying to get his kid through seminary.

In an era where sons worked for their fathers and eventually took on the family job.

That doesn't stop the person in question from being a rabbi. We have record of it. His death record says He is a rabbi - that's why they crucified Him. His teachings (since He was a rabbi) inflamed the pharisees.

Historical fact.

EDIT: Minor side note, He also had 3 brothers, so the family business could have gone on.

Sorry to start a religious discussion.

Now, back to the quotes!

Given an additional sixty years of cross-media pollination, a Pokemon/Transformers hybrid could well be popular within the timeline of the Sixth World...

NOT! HELPING! ;_;
Optimus Prime died for our sins!

Hey, I've already apologized for one religious discussion, let's not start in on another!

*shrugs* i'm not one for religion or politics at all . . but the church of optimus prime?
THAT i could get behind i get ^^

Nah, the Church of Elvis would be more believable. The truly devoted followers even get cosmetic surgery to look like The King. Uh-hunh.

(Shamelessly ripped from the Phule's Mercenaries books by R. Aspirin)

*shrugs*
if i could, i would replace my body with metal to achieve the same O.o

How many free spirits masquerade as Elvis?

Church of Google?

Reality is stranger than fiction.

Almost as many Metahumans impersonate him.

Troll Elvis is surprisingly good. Especially as he's as well armed and trained in martial arts as Elvis was.

for a period that sounds like-Tuesday?

I don't get it.
Any relation to Thursday Next?

Does this mean we can have the street of gods?


Actually a street of gods would be possible in shadowrun, most of them are basically free spirits of one form or another.

I see a trip to the nightside of 2070 in store for my group


And for quotes (to be on topic) I was told this once

"No you cannot throw pepper into his face to interupt his casting, Damm it your not John Taylor"

Win, also, in a (game system that causes cancer)-Modern game my character was a psionic agent with mainly detection powers who worked as an investigative agent, his name? John Taylor

So we found out last night that it's apparently hilarious to play with one of our friends when they are really sleepy...

PC #1 (Human Adept)- ...We will have 'em by the short hairs.
PC #2 (Elf, and the funny one)- ...I don't know what that means.
GM (me)- Elves don't have pubes, it seems.

And later on that evening (after the whole mess of rediscovering how fun Petrify could be)

PC #1- That guy? he can die. Petrify him so he breaks when hits.
PC #3 (Who has the spell)- Yeah, but he might not. If only you could turn him into something like chalk. He'd break real easy then.
PC #2- And be tasty too...
Everybody Else- Huh?
PC #2- Oh. I thought you said "Chocolate".

Actually, that's not too dumb to try . . re create a version of petrify with "turn to chocolate" or something . . wonder if HMHVV people can eat that stuff and still get essence/dietary requirements fulfilled by that? O.o

Count Chocula??

*snickers* ^^

From tonight's game:
Gaff (Hacker): "I'm an Ork, and I approve this message."

One from last night's game. The group I run for work together like a bunch of anti-social, sociopathic malcontents that shoot people in the face for money... Funny that.

Me: "You do realize that if he figures out that you cheated him out of 100 he's going to take it out on physical harm to your body, right?" *Speaking Slowly* "And he works cheap."

From tonights game, currently in Vegas, just about to cross back over the Mojave to LA

GM as a stoner Pueblo shaman:
"What we're going to do is call us a wild spirit. HEY QUARRY, Get your pants on and get out here!"

OOC joke:
"Damnit, the cactus cacked us"

From a SR2 game years ago the group's mage was staring down the barrel of a troll's Panther Assault Cannon:

"Excuse me, Mister Troll, but is that gel rounds your Panther is packing?"

"I want alcohol!"
"No. Have you -seen- your liver?"
"Have you?"
"YES."

----------

"Sex won't help."
"Sex always helps!"




I think these two stand well enough without explanation...

-Players-
Tom: (Me!) Troll Cinematic Mage
The Runt: (Squiddy) Human Hacker. Tom's adopted sister.
Mr. Black: (Explosive Donut) Elf Infiltration Expert
Lively: Elf Pornomancer
Ark: Human Demolitions Expert
GM: Laughing his ass off.
-NPCs-
Mr. Fixit: Ork Fixer.
Amelia: Ork Techomancer
Ricardo: Ork Bartender


The party is traveling at high speeds to a house of their fixer's Technomancer niece, whose security systems seem to have been hacked. The door is locked.


Mr.Black: ...gonna have to find another way in...
>Tom astrally tosses himself in.
Mr.Black: ...right, I'm gonna see if there's any way in besides the front door...could be somethin' in there requirin' physical action, y'never know.
The Runt: <tell me what's in there>
Tom gets a 6 on his assessing check. The following is OOC with the GM

GM: Somebody decided she needed a little "her time" with a special someone.
Tom: O_O
GM: It takes you a moment to realize who's there with Amelia, but you do. And it almost sends you dropping back into your body.
GM: Ricardo
Tom: ...WHAT?!
Tom: But they're... he...
Tom: Aren't they...?!
GM: Yes they are.
GM: Mr. Fixit is both of their uncles, each on their individual mother's sides.
GM: First cousins.
Back in character
Mr.Black: ...or we could just break down th' door.
Mr.Black: What do ya think?
The Runt: <JUST DO IT>
>Mr.Black kicks the door as hard as he can.
>Lively draws his gun and follows after Mr. Black. Against his better judgement.
>Tom backs up to his body.
Tom: DON'T GO IN.
The Runt: <WHAT IS IT>
Tom: FOR THE LOVE OF SPIELBERG DON'T GO IN!
The Runt: <WHAT>
The Runt: <IS>
The Runt: <IT>
Tom: [AR Ping to The Runt]: <SHE'S FUCKING RICARDO!>
GM: Mr. Black busts down the door just as Tom comes back to his body.
The Runt: <...>
Mr.Black: ...
The Runt: <you are shitting me>
>Tom stammers...
Tom: ...
The Runt: <what the shit>
Ark: "..."
>Tom says in a very small voice. "Let's go home..."
Tom: "Please..."
GM: The front door busted down, you can see into the bedroom, where Amelia quickly pulls the covers over herself with a start, hiding her and someone else.
Tom: FALSE ALARM!
Tom: LOCK THE DOOR.
Tom: EVERYONE GO HOME.
Mr.Black: Can't lock the door, it's busted down!
GM: Amelia shouts out from under the covers, "I'MFINEEVERYTHING'SFINEIJUSTWANTEDSOMETIMEALONETHERE'SNOPROBLEMYOUCANALLGOHOMEPLEASERIGHTNOW!"
Mr.Black: Sorry, false alarm!
>Tom shoos everyone, shutting the door behind them, which doesn't want to -lock-.
Tom: "...Can someone please fix the door.
Mr.Black: ...with -what-?
Tom: JUSTFIXTHEDOORSOWECANGO
Tom: NOW
Mr.Black: We don't have tools to fix th' damn door!
Tom: USE
Tom: TAPE.
Mr.Black: I don't -have- tape!
Tom: WHYTHEFUCKDON'TYOUHAVETAPE?
GM: Inside the house, a modded-out anthroform drone grabs the door and pretty much seals it shut from the inside.
GM: It uses -lots- of duct tape. If drones could be panicked, this one would be.
GM: Or, more accurately, it's driver is.
Tom: IN THE CAR
Tom: EVERYONE IN THE CAR
Tom: "That... never... happened..."

Epic ^_^

Oh, I'm so stealing this!

GM: ((And now Tom & The Runt can never look at Amelia or Ricardo the same way again.))
The Runt: ((Particularly not Tom.))
Tom: ((He walked in during the... uh...))
Tom: ((...Moment.))
>Tom rules this for maximum Astral Awkwardness.
The Runt: ((The Runt just heard about it secondhand, and was not in Tom's glasses at the time. Woo!))
Tom: ((Astral. You wouldn't see.))
GM: ((If we're being specific, Tom came in during one of several moments.))
Tom: ((...The moment of maximum emotional fufillment.))
GM: ((I repeat.))
Tom: ((...The Orgasm.))
GM: ((One of several, of such.))
Tom: ((...OH))
Tom: ((D:))
The Runt: ((...You didn't get that?))
The Runt: ((D: ))
Tom: ((INCEST))
Tom: ((SO WRONG))
GM: ((MOAR LIKE WINCEST AMIRITE LOL))
The Runt: ((I'm going to look at cuteoverload now.))

Cue mental 0:07 here.

I have a piece of that in my skull. My thoughts go to it quite constantly.

That's usually when I start adding more violence to my adventures.

I guess I'm just weird, but that doesn't really bother me. Anyone else here too kinky to squick?

I dunno, my work Firewall blocks youtube HARD.

It's not just me? I guess we both got a bonus on our Composure Tests.

@Cube Does the description of Ricardo in any way resemble the GM? And does Amelia remind you of any relative of his? If so, then it may explain where this scene came from.

Also, if anyone of your team had any recording ware active, you could should use it for blackmail

*Raises Hand*

The mindsplode was an in-character thing. I should've been clearer.

It's hard to find anything I don't consider 'vanilla' these days.

Short answer, mini-nuclear explosion, < house sized.

I hadn't expected such a positive response. Apparently I have even more in common with you folks than I'd thought ^_^

I <3 Dumpshock

Welcome, folks, to the Internet!

WE WILL CORRUPT YOU! WHAT IS SEEN CANNOT BE UNSEEN!

Rule... whichever "There will always be more fucked-up shit than what you just saw" is.

Nope.

At the GM's insistence, Ricardo is Rick Jones as an Ork.

And Tom immediately cast a Trid Phantasm over the bed so he wouldn't have to look at it.

Holy crap, I've seen that movie. WTF is it called?

(And yes, the parents blow up. Maybe not as explosively [can't tell if that's edited or not], but they do end up as scorch marks on the grass)

Time Bandits, 1981.

The guessing game was hilarious.

Everyone immediately thought Ricardo.

But no one wanted to guess that.

We went through every other NPC first.

It was also hilarious when we all returned to the Bar/Safehouse, and Mr. Black was asking for a drink.

Ricardo is the bartender.

Also, I should probably point out that (in case you haven't noticed) Ricardo is Rick Jones as an Ork.

Mr. Fixit is the Grey Hulk as an Ork. The current big bad is named Emil Blonsky.

Wait, what's a cinematic mage?