I'm interested, as has been indicated... I'm cooking up a background for an elven ex-Ghost to be named soon. Going to be an Adept, heavily trained in the killing arts, with a past he's only himself one step ahead of...

Wow. I got lots of characters last night. As of now I have 10 submissions. Everyone needs to have characters to me by tomorrow morning (afternoon at the latest) so that I can go over all the characters and start the game tomorrow night.

10 characters? Wow, should be one hell of a bounty hunting team. I'm looking forward to this

I don't think he's planning on bringing in 10. I think it's subject to his discretion.

Still reworking Charlie's bio (since the in-time is sooner than Sphynx's) and I'm probably gonna choose different powers. Hindsight showed me a few things.

Yeah, I was planning to limit the group to 6 characters, but that may change because of how many I've received. I don't see myself going above 8 though.

Charlie has had a few powers changes and a bit of a bio change (mainly just additions).

Resending in just a bit. (Coming from a different address because my mailserver seems to be down.)

Hey everyone, do me a favor when sending me your characters. ZIP them. Please. When I get 5 seperate html attachments, Yahoo! email tends to freak out and its a real pain to get them all downloaded correctly.

Heheh... Silly NSRCG users...

Oh, and so you guys know, I'm up to 12 submissions now. There will be some characters cut for sure (unless someone wants to take half the characters and do a seperate game from mine, one I could play in ).

do you want those of us who sent things in like word documents to zip the and resend or is that just unnecessary?

Re-posting the bio for you guys.

Ecc: If I don't get in, and if somebody doesn't step up and GM a second bounty hunters game like you're hoping, feel free to use Uncle Charlie as an NPC. I think he'd make a good one.

I won't send in my character. It turned out to be not quite a person to fit into this type of campaign. Have fun guys

Background ans char resent with zipping... will post background and a couple of contact descriptions here. due to fucked up personal life my background writing got cut short to almost nothing after the bounty hunting started... I could have done so much better... oh well at least it gives me the choice of background meshing if I make the cut...


The story of Gonzales starts in the… Frag it I am telling my own story here, and I ain’t gonna use the drek eatin’ language used in bloody upper circles to tell it.

I grew up in the Meta part of downtown Seattle; my younger years were spent in school and having fun with my friends. There were 5 of us back then, Carl, Johnny, Myself, Lisa and ‘Nique. We played the usual kid games, built tree houses, did all the usual suburban kiddie stuff that so many shadowrunners wished they could have done as a child. At the time Carl was my sworn best friend forever, we've become more distant since then, but that's another story.

When I was 10, Carl came round to my place and told me about a new part time job he got, a paper route. Sounds pretty lame now, but to us it was more Nuyen to spend. Carl also got me a job there and soon we were using our fetish for Roller blades (they let me keep up with the damn elf) to deliver papers all over town.

A couple of years go by and someone offers us a ‘promotion’ to be package and data couriers in the corp district. Being kids we snapped up the chance to earn more “bling” (a neighborhood slang for money). When Carl’s folks find out, they seem a little concerned and ask us to come with them to see a friend of theirs. We figured that Carl’s folks' friend was a doctor or something that was going to try and talk us out of what we really wanted to do. Not even close. She was a doctor, but she didn’t plan to stop us. She was to give us cyberware. This lady was cool! She introduced herself to us as Christina D, and showed us what was going to be placed in our arms… Smartgun Links.

My parents were less than thrilled at first over these developments, but there wasn’t a lot they could do as the implants were in my arm before they knew. After the scarring stopped hurting I found my new gun arm to be very accurate, as a couple of gangers who tried to stop me could testify. Gel rounds don’t kill (mostly), but they hurt, a LOT. Gangers messed with Carl and me less after that. I also went back to Christina D when a Lone Star Citymaster crushed my feet, Lone star’s insurance helped defray the cost of my new feet, and my saved courier pay added the cyber skates.

A few years Later ’53 I think it was. One delivery went to a guy called Jason, and he read the letter before letting me leave… Apparently Jason had been asked to find a “skip”. Only problem is Jason’s entire stable was working at the time. This is how I got my break and got into the bounty hunting business. The rest as they say, is history.

Most of my other ware was picked up after either a very well paying bounty or a very painful one, if I did well on one I would treat myself to some cyber or bio that I thought would be cool, if I got halfway smeared I would acquire something that would keep me alive next time. The Synaptic was one of the smartest choices I ever made, as it enables me to think faster and not suffer the street Sammie problem of act before I think. The tail has been a nightmare on occasion but it has also saved my life twice when I had to make long jumps. The hand blade was acquired after a time a skip caught me with a taser, and locked me up I wanted a way to cut open doors and similar. The rest of the parts bear similar stories.


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General idea

Jaws is a dwarf Sky Father shaman. He believes in Justice and has faith in his Idol totem just like a god (seeing himself as a priest). He hates paranormal animals because one was the cause of his informity and the death of his family. Hunting has become a lifestyle to him... along with preaching (believe it or not) and writing poetry.


Fight without fear

“Follow me, brothers, and advance proud and brave
For I have sensed that the powerful arm of our great Father Sky
Will fight on our side, and grant us the victory for which we crave
Over the demonic forces which Justice defy.”

Follow me, brothers, and fight without fear
For I have sensed that the caring eye of our great Father in the Sky
Watches over our bodies and souls to keep them from harm
And from harmful intentions that might within us lie.

Make ready for what awaits us in the dark
For our enemies were beasts from their birth -
Infernal creatures that must be annihilated.
Let us wipe them from the face of this earth.

And from the sight of our great Father in the Sky
On Whom, we, humble and loyal servants, rely.”

Poem from The Great War, by Jaws aka Abraham Lieberman, 2060

Jason T. Taggart grew up in a well-to-do family in Sacramento, CFS. His father ran his own veterinarian clinic while his mom owned an exotic pet store that handled animals from all over the world. Though JT had access to all the technological wonders of the sixth world, his childhood was spent camping, hunting and fishing around the American River, Tahoe and the Sierra Nevadas. At an early age he had a gift with animals, they all seemed to love the little tike...which was unfortunate for the deer that he hunted with his father.

In high school one of his teachers realized that he had much more than a gift of woodsman. Mr Jenson could sense his strong magical aura and notified his parents that it would be in young JT's interest to go to a school where his skills and powers could be developed. The very next week JT was enrolled in Napa Valley Magic and Metamagic Learning Institute (also known as the Napa Valley M&M Institute) for gifted high school and college students. The school allowed open interpretation for the students, allowing them to find there own way in the world of magic. Let it be shaman or mage, the Institute did not decide...only to guide they young minds in their awakening.

At the age of 18 Jason had graduated and was ready to move onto college at the M&M Institute. He found his calling under the Totem of Dog. His professors knew if he continued his studies he would be a great shaman, but JT had other plans. As you know the Dog Shaman is loyal and trustworthy, everything JT believed in, but there was something missing at school. He missed the thrill of the hunt and the prowess he had for the rifle as young kid in the wilderness. Where could he combine all his life's desires? Law enforcement.

Officer Taggart had little difficulty in the academy, he learned quickly and the physical training not only strengthened his body, but also his will. A year out of school JT made Corporal and was training for Sargent so he work for the K9 Unit, but the Police had other ideas for him. Magic was very valuable to the department and they could use Cpl Taggart's skills there.

This did not deter JT, instead he used the position to gain his rank then transferred over to the K9 Unit by the age of 20. It seemed like he had everything in life he could ever hope for, and he did for a while. He went through the ranks quickly, but when it was time for him to advance to lieutenant, he ran into what they called "reindeer games." Office politics as they are called elsewhere, some looked down on SSG Taggart because he was a shaman, or because he was K9 and not a tactical officer, and the mages looked down on him cause he was not a full magician. Others didnt like him just for being young. The same old shuffle, its who you know not what you know.

After a year or so of being passed over, the 26 year old magic adept decided that it was time to move on. Somewhere that he could at least put his input in, and that his coworkers would appreciate his loyalty and honesty, but where he could still use his knowledge of animals, firearms, wilderness survival, tracking and hunting. He would become a bountyhunter, but not just of criminals, he would also track big game...the awakened kind.

JT Taggart resigned from the force, taking with him his K9 partner, a large 5 year old german shepherd named Kane. Where else would he start his new life but the metroplex and crime capitol of Seattle. There definitely would be some work there for someone of his skill.

After five years on the job in Seattle, JT has made quite a name for himself. He is known for his ability to always find his mark, and for his loyalty to his friends, family and "teammates". Starting off with nothing but his savings and his dog, JT has created a wide web of friends and contacts, and would never leave Seattle (except on the job of course). He has found his calling...and now with his name out there, he can start reeling in the big fish.

Anita Caldwell has always had a fast, sharp tongue that gets her into trouble. When she read Taming of the Shrew in high school, the teacher insisted that she play the role of Kate. The insult was not lost on anyone else in the class who had been on the receiving end of her temper in the past. She pushed on past the expectations of her peers and learned to tame her tongue with a certain modicum of social grace. On her eighteenth birthday, Anita was approached by a friend of the family to work with him and be trained as his protégé. She never knew what she was signing up for.

Then years of intense physical training (Exercise is good for you, honey), chemical adjustments to stimulate growth of muscle (Take your vitamins, you don’t want to get sick), and enough superficial changes to her appearance (You need to dress like an adult, let’s go to the salon, straighten your hair) came down upon her like a thunderstorm. Whenever she asked what was going on, Sebastian would simply smile and say that he was teaching her to be beautiful. She received instruction in a new, athletic form of Brazilian martial arts based on the sound of music to accommodate her burgeoning grace. Capoeira gave a violent angle to the world. Anita was ready to quit several times and go home to her parents, but she didn’t want to disappoint Sebastian or her father.

The parties were what she never understood. Sebastian would dress her in all the fineries that money could afford and drape her over his arm. They would smile, she would look pretty and hold on small talk while he charmed the more important guests. Every night after the parties were over, he would grill her on what she saw, smelled and heard. Who was the woman in the pale green Chanel knock-off? Why is Mr. Matheson shifting his support to the Tribal Council? What type of perfume was Madame Yin wearing? After being entrusted to Sebastian’s care for two years, she began attending parties on her own. She never turned as many heads as Sebastian did, but her presence was easier to overlook and she had been introduced as someone to be trusted with minutia.

It was a late night after one of the parties which Sebastian regularly attended, that Anita learned what was really going on. She had become his eyes and ears. He couldn’t tell her who he worked for, but he was able to get her independent work. Sebastian gave her a pocket computer with information on Security System Design and different devices that could be bypassed, and how to do it. She was forced to memorize everything in the archive. Anita was going to fade out of memory, and Sydney was going to get a job working for Watanabe Security Consultants. Her job was to go into companies and track down moles. Deep cover, it was a blind operation with management not knowing who she was besides a new corporate drone.

Sydney unlike Anita had a natural sense of style, a calm demeanor and was exquisitely polite and amiable. The brunette with a kind smile and corporate tan fit in well wherever she went and was not unique enough to draw any special attention. She taught herself how to protect her person in ways that Sebastian hadn’t seen fit. She picked up guns and learned fire safety from an old acquaintance from the parties that Sebastian sent her to, and she fell in love.

Life with Etienne was intriguing, but she started feeling awkward about keeping her secrets from him. When Sydney brought up the idea with Sebastian about letting her lover into their world of shadows and secrets, he would have none of it. He was already unhappy that she had started to learn how to kill and use lethal force—they weren’t assassins he said, they were used to collect information and let the buyer know the truth. Sydney walked out that night and never looked back.

She tried to tell Etienne but found the words couldn’t come out of her mouth and instead asked him to her. He agreed and she tried to get a new life in order, a life that she could share with him.

That’s when Halley came by.

In the middle of the night she awoke with a splitting headache. Her mind was attacked by colors and lights that mortal eyes were not meant to see and she screamed. Etienne awoke and tried to calm her down, that’s when instinct kicked in. Sydney slashed out at him without thinking and her razor sharp claws tore open his abdominal cavity. The sharp scent of blood, bile and darker things invaded her unprepared body. Throwing up didn’t help anything as her mind tried to make sense of what each different half-digested product was as it violently erupted from her mouth onto the bed.

Grabbing the bare necessities she ran. Getting in her car, she pulled out into the dark night and barreled through downtown with her autonav counseling a reduction in speed. Everything that she saw was covered in covered in light, people glowing in every shade. She pressed her hands to her eyes and just tried to scream. Luckily the AutoNav system engaged its contingency programming to keep her from crashing and dying that night.

Sydney found herself in Sebastian’s living room with a cold rag on her forehead. His body was wrapped in fiery wings like a guardian angel.

“Well, honey, looks like your time in my care is truly over. Feel free to stay at the house as long as you’d like. I’m going to clean up a few things at your apartment and be back soon.” His words brought the reality of the nights earlier actions into stark relief.

She started to look to technology, realizing that people on the Trid weren’t cloaked in the same light as the people around her, and began to feel sorry for her self. Sebastian forced her to get up and move, pushing her through the same routines he had used years before. The return of stability helped ground her life until she heard of a meeting of changelings, people effected by the Comet that same way she was--social outcasts and freaks who were drawing together to form a new family.

Sydney went to the rally and found happiness. She wasn’t at all prepared for the mindless hatred of the people who crashed the party and began beating the changelings. Mindless instinct works well against a single, unwary person. Against a group of rage-filled bigots and heavily outnumbered, she knew she wasn’t going to last long but she ignored the pain as best she could and fought until the others could escape.

That’s when Fox came in. The tigress slammed her bike into the ugliest of the brawlers and yelled at Syd to get on the bike. She spun the bike around and the two of them fled into the night.

Fox took Sydney home and got her patched up. They soon began talking about life before and now. Sydney found that she could tell Fox all the words that couldn’t come out with Etienne—the truth about her previous work and her unique skill set. Fox started getting Sydney to come along on odd jobs, tracking down bail jumpers and helping find the Children of the Comet that their families no longer recognized.

As bounty hunting came up on the horizon, Syd started looking in to research on Paranormal animals. She wanted to know what every possibility was that they would be sent to find and take care of. The woman got information from Sebastian about how to move things and people in and out of the city, routes to take and how to bypass customs. Now she works for herself and is finally happy in her life on a team of professional freaks and outcasts.

They don’t fit in to society, so they work around it, taking what leniency they need and operating on the fringe.

Character sent. Sparky to sleep.

Dang... 15 character submissions. Ok everyone, give me the rest of the day to go through them all and deside who made the cut. If you are a newbie and are worried you won't make it, don't, because I want to get a mix of new and old school players so we can get the resent onrush of new players to the forum some experiance with gaming here.

Does anyone want to run a second Bounty Hunt game? Mine will likely end up being more geared towards the city, maybe someone (Shadow, McQuillan?) would like to take over a second game (cause I got TON of characters to go around).

Ecc--Could you perhaps use a 2x4 next time? I don't think that tact was quite blunt enough....

I'll pick up any team based runners that you can't fit in. Send me the group when you're done building a team.

Everyone--Anyone who gets put in my group, I won't take it personally if you choose to drop out because you really wanted Ecc and not me. That being said, once I get a list of who you are, I'll set-up an OOC thread to decide where you want to go...Critters or People, maybe a mix of the two...

I just dropped the names on those I knew to be damn good GMs.

Does this mean I can make a character and play in your game?

Sure...

OK, here is the list of characters that I'm gunna use. I'm sticking with characters that are more based towards the city and whatnot.

Fox - Shadow
Sydney - McQullian
Darien Starr - Whizbang
Grizzly - Sphynx
Gun - paul_HArkonen
Jaws - (who plays this one? I think I got some names confused.)

Anyone who didn't make the list, look for McQuillan to start another one soon and you can send your sheet over to him. I went with these characters not because I didn't think the others weren't as good, just that these I thought would work very well together. Thanks to everyone for all the interest, I've never seen so many character submissions for a game before (I feel so special).

Damn... needed one book to make my character, and it's only in stock today... well... still going to go purchase it...

For those of you that made the cut, what do you want the team name to be? I'll start the OOC thread with that name attached to it. Once I have the OOC thread open you can work on the team history and let me know who the team leader will be.

Name for the group? Have we all met yet?

I suggest just calling the thread Bounty Hunters or something simple for now unless you've written out our meeting...

Sphynx

um, i submitted, Gun, not Jaws? Although if it means i stay in the game his name can be changed...

Sorry, I must have got the names backwards. Gun was on the list, so you are still set to play.

I think Bounty Hunters is a fine title for a game.

I will be opening "Chasing the Prize" momentarily.

Ecc--Can you send me any characters you have that were submitted? I'll post them into my thread so people know who I have et al.

yeah, and my character is Jaws, not Gun ... he just mixed up which character is to what player, don't worry, we made the cut

As for a team name ... I think we should decide that once we all know about each other's character.

ok, thank you anyway, for selecting me, and Bounty hunt sounds fine to me as well