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"How much explosive did you use on that door?" - shortly before Troll, with no explosives skill detonates explosives, because explosive expert had been unconcious at the time.
"Uh, all of it. Whatever was in little bag." -Troll
"Oh shiii...." -Explosive expert
*BOOM*
***************
GM (who prides himself on finding ways to put his players in massive peril. Which isn't hard, since his players follow the standard 'plan for 4 hours, then go in the front door shooting' rule.) "Ok... so where is everyone now?"
"We're under the manhole. Guk has his sub gun readied..." - O'Connnor's player
"Which has a silencer attached!" Guks player (this is a first time occurance. Small group cheer.)
"We've got explosives on the main electrical trunk four blocks down. And we're ready to go." -O'Connor's player. There are 3 other players along but they're very new, they don't really know whats about to happen.
"Ok." rolls a few dice. "Are you going to detonate?"
"Yep."
"Go for it."
Player detonates the explosive, which goes off, and works exactly as planned, plunging the block into total darkness. Team goes up the ladder. Guk the Troll pushed the manhole cover up and aside and wastes a pair of guards with his silenced sub gun. All the other gangers around fail listen/perception checks, and we get to our target without a massive firefight. Our GM is literally speechless.
We get to the door.
GM suddenly has an idea, because this is going far too well.
"O'Connor looks around for the means to open the door." - O'Connor's player (Me)
"You don't see any" -GM
"Can I think back on what I saw during the recon?" - O'Connor's player
GM tests memory - O'Connor passes, "You remember that the guards would knock on the door and it would open."
"O'Connor will knock on the door then." -Me
"You knock on the door. It suddenly goes transparent, and there's a man on the other side of the door. He looks at you... and shouts unheard at someone you can't see." -GM
"Shit." - Me
"This is bad." -Guk's player
"huh?" - rest of party
"You hear shouts from around you. The Ganger's have been alerted to your presence." -GM
"Fan out." - O'Connor "Guk cover me, I'll blow the door."
Massive firefight ensues. Majority of newbies get shot to hell because they didn't listen to myself or Guk's player when we insisted they really should learn how to use a gun, and dodge. Dodge is good. Dodge is life.
O'Connor and Guk succeed in not only elimiating the majority of the hostiles, and breaking into the center to get the necessary data, they manage to pull the entire team out before they died.
They did this using a tandem approach. Guk broke out his light Machine gun. O'Connor broke out his custom bullpup rifle. They moved in tandem. Guk in front in a low crouch. O'Connor standing behind him, using the shoulder of the trolls armour as bench rest. GM had made a minor mistake and given the Troll a set of combat armour that paired with his body made him nearly unkillable with the weapons the enemy was using. Between the two, they could kill any enemy in a round - though they usually averaged 3-5.
By the end, the GM was mildly ticked that he hadn't scratched the 'main PCs' and his newbies were re-thinking the game, more then a little.
But after that session, the manuever, which got seen more then a few times afterwards became known as "Crouching Troll, hidden Elf."
"Uh, all of it. Whatever was in little bag." -Troll
"Oh shiii...." -Explosive expert
*BOOM*
***************
GM (who prides himself on finding ways to put his players in massive peril. Which isn't hard, since his players follow the standard 'plan for 4 hours, then go in the front door shooting' rule.) "Ok... so where is everyone now?"
"We're under the manhole. Guk has his sub gun readied..." - O'Connnor's player
"Which has a silencer attached!" Guks player (this is a first time occurance. Small group cheer.)
"We've got explosives on the main electrical trunk four blocks down. And we're ready to go." -O'Connor's player. There are 3 other players along but they're very new, they don't really know whats about to happen.
"Ok." rolls a few dice. "Are you going to detonate?"
"Yep."
"Go for it."
Player detonates the explosive, which goes off, and works exactly as planned, plunging the block into total darkness. Team goes up the ladder. Guk the Troll pushed the manhole cover up and aside and wastes a pair of guards with his silenced sub gun. All the other gangers around fail listen/perception checks, and we get to our target without a massive firefight. Our GM is literally speechless.
We get to the door.
GM suddenly has an idea, because this is going far too well.
"O'Connor looks around for the means to open the door." - O'Connor's player (Me)
"You don't see any" -GM
"Can I think back on what I saw during the recon?" - O'Connor's player
GM tests memory - O'Connor passes, "You remember that the guards would knock on the door and it would open."
"O'Connor will knock on the door then." -Me
"You knock on the door. It suddenly goes transparent, and there's a man on the other side of the door. He looks at you... and shouts unheard at someone you can't see." -GM
"Shit." - Me
"This is bad." -Guk's player
"huh?" - rest of party
"You hear shouts from around you. The Ganger's have been alerted to your presence." -GM
"Fan out." - O'Connor "Guk cover me, I'll blow the door."
Massive firefight ensues. Majority of newbies get shot to hell because they didn't listen to myself or Guk's player when we insisted they really should learn how to use a gun, and dodge. Dodge is good. Dodge is life.
O'Connor and Guk succeed in not only elimiating the majority of the hostiles, and breaking into the center to get the necessary data, they manage to pull the entire team out before they died.
They did this using a tandem approach. Guk broke out his light Machine gun. O'Connor broke out his custom bullpup rifle. They moved in tandem. Guk in front in a low crouch. O'Connor standing behind him, using the shoulder of the trolls armour as bench rest. GM had made a minor mistake and given the Troll a set of combat armour that paired with his body made him nearly unkillable with the weapons the enemy was using. Between the two, they could kill any enemy in a round - though they usually averaged 3-5.
By the end, the GM was mildly ticked that he hadn't scratched the 'main PCs' and his newbies were re-thinking the game, more then a little.
But after that session, the manuever, which got seen more then a few times afterwards became known as "Crouching Troll, hidden Elf."
*snrk* That's awesome. Though I might be mildly annoyed with the GM for throwing the kink in because we'd actually planned well and successfully executed the plan.
What kind of door suddenly goes transparent? Even putting aside the detail that there's no electricity in the region?
~Umi
~Umi
Have a mage cast invisibility on the door. there you go.
or have it be one of those glass doors with ruthenium polymers that do that too.
although, i don't understand why it would become see through from the outside in that case, if see through from the inside is enough.
or have it be one of those glass doors with ruthenium polymers that do that too.
although, i don't understand why it would become see through from the outside in that case, if see through from the inside is enough.
Ruthenium requires electricity, though. Also, it doesn't actually make you transparent, but rather employs adaptive camouflage, displaying an image of whatever is behind the object on the surface of the object itself.
As for an Invisibility spell on a door, while I imagine it should work, I don't see why they don't just have a peephole or an eye slit instead. There are better uses for a mage's talents.
Moreover, if the guy did recon earlier and succeeded at a memory check to see if he remembered how people got the door to open (by knocking), shouldn't he also have remembered that the door turns transparent instead of actually opening? Kinda sounds like the GM just wanted to screw over the players.
~Umi
As for an Invisibility spell on a door, while I imagine it should work, I don't see why they don't just have a peephole or an eye slit instead. There are better uses for a mage's talents.
Moreover, if the guy did recon earlier and succeeded at a memory check to see if he remembered how people got the door to open (by knocking), shouldn't he also have remembered that the door turns transparent instead of actually opening? Kinda sounds like the GM just wanted to screw over the players.
~Umi
yeah, that too . .
Rule of Cool, that is all.
The invisibility spell covers the mechanics, the rest of it is just awesome.
The invisibility spell covers the mechanics, the rest of it is just awesome.
I'd say someone screwed up and forgot a breaching charge.
Hmmm, that's an idea, at least two points in Demolitions, just to set breaching charges properly. If I ever get to playing Shadowrun, I'll think of that one.
Hmmm, that's an idea, at least two points in Demolitions, just to set breaching charges properly. If I ever get to playing Shadowrun, I'll think of that one.
I will have to get back to our somewhat-demolitions-capable orc regarding that. It's a good fail-save plan, really.
With your permission, I will use that one. Our combat troll, though not too tough, makes a point of going in first and heavy.
QUOTE (O'Connor @ Mar 20 2013, 01:02 AM) 
[...] "Crouching Troll, hidden Elf."
With your permission, I will use that one. Our combat troll, though not too tough, makes a point of going in first and heavy.
SR 2nd ed. Cybered to the max troll named Gwar. Lonestar kicks in the door, come through the windows. there's about 15 of them. They say "noboby moves, nobody gets hurt".
I say, "Gwar moves, and people get hurt".
I say, "Gwar moves, and people get hurt".
Sniper: "Is Take Aim Subtle?"
Orc wheelman: "Your gun is THIS BIG"
Orc wheelman: "Your gun is THIS BIG"
QUOTE (Seriously Mike @ Mar 20 2013, 06:07 AM)
I'd say someone screwed up and forgot a breaching charge.
Hmmm, that's an idea, at least two points in Demolitions, just to set breaching charges properly. If I ever get to playing Shadowrun, I'll think of that one.
Hmmm, that's an idea, at least two points in Demolitions, just to set breaching charges properly. If I ever get to playing Shadowrun, I'll think of that one.
Oh, I *had* a breaching charge. We were trying to avoid using it because we didn't want the massive firefight. Breaching charges aren't quiet. O'Connor was the teams Swiss armyknife with a sniper rifle. He had demolitions, Electronics and lockpicking and the tools to at least have a chance to attempt all three.
However from the recon I had assumed there would be a way to open the door from the outside even if I hadn't seen one.
The reason the door could go clear is it was an electrically activated polymer that could switch from opaque to see thru (they exist today). The target was run on a seperate generator. We knew that. We just needed to get there without being seen.
Modular - feel free. I haven't gotten to use it in many years
QUOTE (O'Connor @ Mar 25 2013, 06:15 PM)
Oh, I *had* a breaching charge. We were trying to avoid using it because we didn't want the massive firefight. Breaching charges aren't quiet. O'Connor was the teams Swiss armyknife with a sniper rifle. He had demolitions, Electronics and lockpicking and the tools to at least have a chance to attempt all three.
However from the recon I had assumed there would be a way to open the door from the outside even if I hadn't seen one.
The reason the door could go clear is it was an electrically activated polymer that could switch from opaque to see thru (they exist today). The target was run on a seperate generator. We knew that. We just needed to get there without being seen.
Modular - feel free. I haven't gotten to use it in many years
However from the recon I had assumed there would be a way to open the door from the outside even if I hadn't seen one.
The reason the door could go clear is it was an electrically activated polymer that could switch from opaque to see thru (they exist today). The target was run on a seperate generator. We knew that. We just needed to get there without being seen.
Modular - feel free. I haven't gotten to use it in many years
Gotta hate it when you hear that snap and the 'frosted' glass suddenly is see through and the big ol CorpSec guard on the other side starts screaming.
So, first time posting, so HI!
I figured this being the first post, I should share my first Shadowrun story. A friend had pre built all the characters for the run, and had built me a Troll Shaman (Runt). Now, I had come from a mostly DnD background at the time, lots of friendly bunny hugger type characters, so I had several summons and such. Included on the sheet, and germane to the story, was a small notation at the bottom: Warhawk. Damage 6P. No explanation of what it is.
Now, we fast forward to the Planning stage, where I have a in depth conversation in cutesy baby talk with my new Warhawk, telling it what a good little bird it is and offering to feed it little bits of food. The other players look at me oddly (being experienced 'runners themselves), but don't comment. It takes all types to run the shadows right? And who screws with an 8 foot troll right before a job?
Cut to the Van on the way to the job. I tell the GM I hood my birdie, so it doesn't get scared, and coo softly to it through out the ride. The other players start to get these looks of worry, like I may have lost it a bit(in real life). Twice, someone asks me if im ok. Of course, I love this character!
Finally, the fecal matter hits the rotary impeller, shells casing start hitting the floor, and its my action. I reach out, grab what I believe to be a war trained bird of prey and boom out "FLY MY PRETTY!" and throw my Warhawk at the enemy.
The GM stops and just cocks his head, in that way that confused dogs do when you talk to them, and says "You know its a RUGER warhawk right?"
Dead Cold, realizing what a dork I must have looked, I stare him in the face and respond in a icy cold deadpan "SCRAW".
And now I build my own characters.
I figured this being the first post, I should share my first Shadowrun story. A friend had pre built all the characters for the run, and had built me a Troll Shaman (Runt). Now, I had come from a mostly DnD background at the time, lots of friendly bunny hugger type characters, so I had several summons and such. Included on the sheet, and germane to the story, was a small notation at the bottom: Warhawk. Damage 6P. No explanation of what it is.
Now, we fast forward to the Planning stage, where I have a in depth conversation in cutesy baby talk with my new Warhawk, telling it what a good little bird it is and offering to feed it little bits of food. The other players look at me oddly (being experienced 'runners themselves), but don't comment. It takes all types to run the shadows right? And who screws with an 8 foot troll right before a job?
Cut to the Van on the way to the job. I tell the GM I hood my birdie, so it doesn't get scared, and coo softly to it through out the ride. The other players start to get these looks of worry, like I may have lost it a bit(in real life). Twice, someone asks me if im ok. Of course, I love this character!
Finally, the fecal matter hits the rotary impeller, shells casing start hitting the floor, and its my action. I reach out, grab what I believe to be a war trained bird of prey and boom out "FLY MY PRETTY!" and throw my Warhawk at the enemy.
The GM stops and just cocks his head, in that way that confused dogs do when you talk to them, and says "You know its a RUGER warhawk right?"
Dead Cold, realizing what a dork I must have looked, I stare him in the face and respond in a icy cold deadpan "SCRAW".
And now I build my own characters.
I kind of want to make an Animal Handling Adept with a trained War Hawk now. Name it Ruger.
~Umi
~Umi
Animal Handling does not really work favourably in the world of SR.
Not many ways to boost them or to control them.
Best bet is a warform biodrone with stirrup interface.
Not many ways to boost them or to control them.
Best bet is a warform biodrone with stirrup interface.
QUOTE (Kuma @ Mar 26 2013, 06:46 PM)
The GM stops and just cocks his head, in that way that confused dogs do when you talk to them, and says "You know its a RUGER warhawk right?"
Dead Cold, realizing what a dork I must have looked, I stare him in the face and respond in a icy cold deadpan "SCRAW".
Dead Cold, realizing what a dork I must have looked, I stare him in the face and respond in a icy cold deadpan "SCRAW".
+1 Rap*
*This is not a typo of "rep" it is an abbreviation of "raptor." </bullshit>
@Kuma:
I laughed.
Good first posting.
Welcome to the looney bin ^^
I laughed.
Good first posting.
Welcome to the looney bin ^^
@Kuma
We've had a troll in our game that talked to all of his weapons. Of course they were modified to talk back. All of them were crazy too (including the troll).
I hope you enjoy SR and stick around.
We've had a troll in our game that talked to all of his weapons. Of course they were modified to talk back.
All of them were crazy too (including the troll).I hope you enjoy SR and stick around.
Thanks for the great welcome, nice to see a welcoming community. Ill be around for a while.
I have to say, I want to do this-except, I want all my guns to be the most boring, sane personalities possible. "WANNA GO KILL STUFF?" Says I. " No", says my panther assault cannon, "Teen mom 46 is over in 10 minutes and then I must do my taxes."
QUOTE (DMiller @ Mar 26 2013, 07:37 PM)
@Kuma
We've had a troll in our game that talked to all of his weapons. Of course they were modified to talk back. All of them were crazy too (including the troll).
I hope you enjoy SR and stick around.
We've had a troll in our game that talked to all of his weapons. Of course they were modified to talk back.
All of them were crazy too (including the troll).I hope you enjoy SR and stick around.
I have to say, I want to do this-except, I want all my guns to be the most boring, sane personalities possible. "WANNA GO KILL STUFF?" Says I. " No", says my panther assault cannon, "Teen mom 46 is over in 10 minutes and then I must do my taxes."
"You realize it's a Federal Offense to go through someone's mail, right?" - Shadowrunner Morals at their best...
recent gunbunny of sorts met the team TM and well things got complicated...
GB "heya cutie, want to chill out in back with me while the rest of the punks sit tough up here"
Face "Dude, she's barely old enough for that..."
TM "No worry, if he touches me I'll call in Sturm"
Troll sam "don't touch the girl... please man."
GB "Sturm"
Tm "My puppy! He luvs his surrogate mommy a lot"
GB "I ain't scared of no dog"
He grabs her butt
TM "Sturm!"
Her pup runs in... a well trained fenrir wolf...
GB as he hides behind the troll "That ain't no fragging puppy!"
TM in a sing song voice "Fenrir wolves are not fully grown till they are 3 ish, he's barely a year old so puppy!"
GB looks at him... he's over sized "what you been feeding him then?"
TM "pervs who don't leave me alone"
Later on
GB "umm so where did she get that beast"
Troll looks at the face who sighs
Face "short version someone nasty gave it to her for her 16th birthday"
GB "and long version?"
Face pinches his nose "It was a gift from a certain german dragon, and asking specifics is going to make us put you in the trash compactor... I don't need the nightmares"
(for the record it was a wash out pup froma breeding program that she got through a request as a Sinner with a SK sin... the confirmation of her request did come from his office.... personal involvement unknown..)
GB "heya cutie, want to chill out in back with me while the rest of the punks sit tough up here"
Face "Dude, she's barely old enough for that..."
TM "No worry, if he touches me I'll call in Sturm"
Troll sam "don't touch the girl... please man."
GB "Sturm"
Tm "My puppy! He luvs his surrogate mommy a lot"
GB "I ain't scared of no dog"
He grabs her butt
TM "Sturm!"
Her pup runs in... a well trained fenrir wolf...
GB as he hides behind the troll "That ain't no fragging puppy!"
TM in a sing song voice "Fenrir wolves are not fully grown till they are 3 ish, he's barely a year old so puppy!"
GB looks at him... he's over sized "what you been feeding him then?"
TM "pervs who don't leave me alone"
Later on
GB "umm so where did she get that beast"
Troll looks at the face who sighs
Face "short version someone nasty gave it to her for her 16th birthday"
GB "and long version?"
Face pinches his nose "It was a gift from a certain german dragon, and asking specifics is going to make us put you in the trash compactor... I don't need the nightmares"
(for the record it was a wash out pup froma breeding program that she got through a request as a Sinner with a SK sin... the confirmation of her request did come from his office.... personal involvement unknown..)
My group deals with a PC I built on one of the chances I had at Playing (fell through, of course!). He's married to a Veterinarian that does some Shadow work on the side, and they have a trained Cyberwolf.
Sledge, the group's Troll Tank/Wheelman, keeps trying to steal the wolf as his own personal pet. The wolf does not like this. Neither does the Almost-PC.
The Almost-PC is a Ásatrú Magician, and the Troll PC has a history of not withstanding sleep spells too well.
Sledge, the group's Troll Tank/Wheelman, keeps trying to steal the wolf as his own personal pet. The wolf does not like this. Neither does the Almost-PC.
The Almost-PC is a Ásatrú Magician, and the Troll PC has a history of not withstanding sleep spells too well.
same group...
Face "okay we got to dig up some info on this guy, he's a ex-SK company man turned rogue agent. Last working with a couple of the heavy hitters. Meaning Yaks, Vory and the mafia.."
TM "Let me make a couple calls..."
Everyone looks at her as she goes virtual and makes her calls... in full VR
Troll "umm, who she going to call?"
Face "I don't know"
GB "why am I really getting worried about that girl..."
10 min later they all get downloads to thier comms...
2 files from SK, 1 standard and 1 black file (aka secret)
1 file from the yakuza, local vory, and mafia... detailing all their dealings with the man
TM "wow, he sure pissed off a lot of folks... my friends were glad to help up find him"
Face "girl... who did you ask for this?"
TM "Oh I filed a info request with SK, tagged with my SIN and regards to a private investigation job on the man. To get the public file, tagging my sin to it mean my old man's best drinking buddy would peek and maybe add more. The vory guy I helped with his daughter's comlink sent me thier data, Old man Toshiro with the local yaks loves my system sculpting so he was glad to help for a discount, as for the mafia... well they owed me for work done."
GB "okay... now I'm worried"
Troll "me too"
Face "I've always been nice to her... so you two are screwd if they find out how bad you treated her"
Face "okay we got to dig up some info on this guy, he's a ex-SK company man turned rogue agent. Last working with a couple of the heavy hitters. Meaning Yaks, Vory and the mafia.."
TM "Let me make a couple calls..."
Everyone looks at her as she goes virtual and makes her calls... in full VR
Troll "umm, who she going to call?"
Face "I don't know"
GB "why am I really getting worried about that girl..."
10 min later they all get downloads to thier comms...
2 files from SK, 1 standard and 1 black file (aka secret)
1 file from the yakuza, local vory, and mafia... detailing all their dealings with the man
TM "wow, he sure pissed off a lot of folks... my friends were glad to help up find him"
Face "girl... who did you ask for this?"
TM "Oh I filed a info request with SK, tagged with my SIN and regards to a private investigation job on the man. To get the public file, tagging my sin to it mean my old man's best drinking buddy would peek and maybe add more. The vory guy I helped with his daughter's comlink sent me thier data, Old man Toshiro with the local yaks loves my system sculpting so he was glad to help for a discount, as for the mafia... well they owed me for work done."
GB "okay... now I'm worried"
Troll "me too"
Face "I've always been nice to her... so you two are screwd if they find out how bad you treated her"
Convention game, I as GM, 4 players I have never seen before and a friend of mine to fill the last spot.
Everything starts quite normal. The characters are invited to meet their J. in a small suburbian house. They enter cautiously, using every means that can save them from a potential ambush.
They find their J upstairs in the house in a perfectly normal (and totally harmless) room with a large desk and him sitting in a large leather chair.
They get through all negotiation talks and J. provides them with intel on their run which is placed inside a nice leather briefcase that he put right in the middle of the desk prior to the meeting. After telling them about the briefcase he's leaving the room to let them professionals start with whatever they want in order to get the job done. So right after J. walks out of the room they quickly exchange communication numbers and such and then (to my great astonishment), one by one start to simply walk out of the house as well ... except for the character played by my friend.
So my friend starts a very colorful description of how he starts to carefully touch the briefcase with his extended cyberspurs in order to check if the briefcase is wired as a booby-trap or something the like. He then starts to cut a longer leather stripe from the leather chair which he then braids through the briefcase's handle and lifts the whole thing by graping the other end of the leather stripe. He then describes that he extends his arm to maximum length and starts to walk out of the room as slow as possible at first. Once he felt that he had it balanced well enough not to hit anything with the briefcase that is sort of "swinging" there, he starts to descend the stairs rather quickly and even begins to run after the others ...
The other players - suddenly aware that they made a serious error in terms of professionalism - one by one inform me that they're waiting at the estates entrance for my buddy to arrive.
Once he reaches them, he stares at one of the other characters (a human sammy) and voices the first part of the words I simply cannot forget:
"Nauw u dake da bomb ..." while simultaniously tossing the briefcase into the sammy's direction.
I see 4 players eyes widening, three shouting something like "We take cover" and fourth (the sammy) saying:
"OOC: How the hell do you know it's a bomb?" to which the second part of the memorable words are said:
"OOC: Am I the one who knows the GM or you?"
After that I had to talk to the four guys for about 10 minutes in order to convince them that
a) there wasn't a bomb in the briefcase
b) leaving the game now wasn't necessary, because it's none of my GMing strategies to screw players just for "the LuLz"
Ofc from that point on they totally distrusted every word of what my buddy (or his character) said for the remainder of the game ...
Side note: His character happens to be a male troll stripper with the dream of founding "The Troll'ndales" once he earned enough money in the shadows ...
Everything starts quite normal. The characters are invited to meet their J. in a small suburbian house. They enter cautiously, using every means that can save them from a potential ambush.
They find their J upstairs in the house in a perfectly normal (and totally harmless) room with a large desk and him sitting in a large leather chair.
They get through all negotiation talks and J. provides them with intel on their run which is placed inside a nice leather briefcase that he put right in the middle of the desk prior to the meeting. After telling them about the briefcase he's leaving the room to let them professionals start with whatever they want in order to get the job done. So right after J. walks out of the room they quickly exchange communication numbers and such and then (to my great astonishment), one by one start to simply walk out of the house as well ... except for the character played by my friend.
So my friend starts a very colorful description of how he starts to carefully touch the briefcase with his extended cyberspurs in order to check if the briefcase is wired as a booby-trap or something the like. He then starts to cut a longer leather stripe from the leather chair which he then braids through the briefcase's handle and lifts the whole thing by graping the other end of the leather stripe. He then describes that he extends his arm to maximum length and starts to walk out of the room as slow as possible at first. Once he felt that he had it balanced well enough not to hit anything with the briefcase that is sort of "swinging" there, he starts to descend the stairs rather quickly and even begins to run after the others ...
The other players - suddenly aware that they made a serious error in terms of professionalism - one by one inform me that they're waiting at the estates entrance for my buddy to arrive.
Once he reaches them, he stares at one of the other characters (a human sammy) and voices the first part of the words I simply cannot forget:
"Nauw u dake da bomb ..." while simultaniously tossing the briefcase into the sammy's direction.
I see 4 players eyes widening, three shouting something like "We take cover" and fourth (the sammy) saying:
"OOC: How the hell do you know it's a bomb?" to which the second part of the memorable words are said:
"OOC: Am I the one who knows the GM or you?"
After that I had to talk to the four guys for about 10 minutes in order to convince them that
a) there wasn't a bomb in the briefcase
b) leaving the game now wasn't necessary, because it's none of my GMing strategies to screw players just for "the LuLz"
Ofc from that point on they totally distrusted every word of what my buddy (or his character) said for the remainder of the game ...
Side note: His character happens to be a male troll stripper with the dream of founding "The Troll'ndales" once he earned enough money in the shadows ...
Ok, that one is good at being a Troll *snickers* ^^
QUOTE (Stahlseele @ Apr 15 2013, 10:03 PM)
Ok, that one is good at being a Troll *snickers* ^^
You should witness his mildly cybered troll mage with mafia background ... always wearing a nice suit and a bowler. I wish I could remember the stuff he says when playing that guy ... but one thing is sure: Whenever he switches to that thick pseudo-italian accent in combination with a god-father voice and starts a conversation with ...
Well, you remember the story about Luigi? ...
... hilarity is bound to ensue
good players like that are sadly seldom
"I find myself an urge to find a construction worker and a cop..." - Crazy Talks, the most Interesting Vegas Indian In The Sixth World
"So you Gecko-Tape him to a Lamppost with a sign says 'From Your Friendly, Local, Neighborhood Shadowrunners'?"
"If I was a troll dressed up as a clown ganger getting a pedicure, I'd be getting it done in another STATE!"
"She sees dead people." "YOU see dead people. They're alive before you hit them however."
"I know what my next purchase is going to be, a WHIP!" "And a fedora?"
"I always said I'd wear someone as a hat." "It finally happened."
"The Call UAA light is on."
"It is in the German portion of the node, the Warezhaüs."
"I need a bigger 'deck." "There's spam for that."
"The problem in Detroit is Ares. The problem with Chicago is Bugs."
"Yay! A Vengeance 'Run. Like that's a good idea."
"Semtex, the last fishing lure you'll ever need."
"I hope we're riding, I hate knocking out the driver of a limo, they're heavily armored." "The limo?" "Those too."
"Ghoul Cab: Pay Up Or Saute, Baby!"
"How do you spell that?" "Correctly."
"There's a microbar in the limo. It has a pixie as a bartender."
"Do any of you know what it's like dodging a Dog Catcher?" "Yes. It's an interesting story, please don't ask."
"COLT MAKES MORE THAN REVOLVERS!!!" - Me loosing my drek
"I'm happy for Brackhaven's speech. What three-ring circus is complete without a clown?"
"What do I care, this is not my land." "No, the Pinkskins kept Seattle." "I've seen it now. They can keep it!"
"What you need to do is take the ship that's floating... And make it a ship that doesn't float."
"Paddy's got a new bus..." "It's time to make mistakes, get messy, BLOW DREK UP!"
"Is 'Law' a Knowledge skill?" "Yes. The active skill for that is 'Con'."
"I gotta say, Ray is badass. He got angry and elbow-dropped the planet. What have you done to show your disdain for Mother Nature for the Winter lately?"
"They mentioned explosives, you were the first person that came to mind." "Ah, good ta hear."
"I said 'next', I didn't expect GOD to get involved!"
"Gel rounds. Knock them out, then we can wake them up and tase them."
*Sledge looks at his shotgun* "I like this. It's like a ranged fist."
"He even got runflats for the Panzercycle."
"So you Gecko-Tape him to a Lamppost with a sign says 'From Your Friendly, Local, Neighborhood Shadowrunners'?"
"If I was a troll dressed up as a clown ganger getting a pedicure, I'd be getting it done in another STATE!"
"She sees dead people." "YOU see dead people. They're alive before you hit them however."
"I know what my next purchase is going to be, a WHIP!" "And a fedora?"
"I always said I'd wear someone as a hat." "It finally happened."
"The Call UAA light is on."
"It is in the German portion of the node, the Warezhaüs."
"I need a bigger 'deck." "There's spam for that."
"The problem in Detroit is Ares. The problem with Chicago is Bugs."
"Yay! A Vengeance 'Run. Like that's a good idea."
"Semtex, the last fishing lure you'll ever need."
"I hope we're riding, I hate knocking out the driver of a limo, they're heavily armored." "The limo?" "Those too."
"Ghoul Cab: Pay Up Or Saute, Baby!"
"How do you spell that?" "Correctly."
"There's a microbar in the limo. It has a pixie as a bartender."
"Do any of you know what it's like dodging a Dog Catcher?" "Yes. It's an interesting story, please don't ask."
"COLT MAKES MORE THAN REVOLVERS!!!" - Me loosing my drek
"I'm happy for Brackhaven's speech. What three-ring circus is complete without a clown?"
"What do I care, this is not my land." "No, the Pinkskins kept Seattle." "I've seen it now. They can keep it!"
"What you need to do is take the ship that's floating... And make it a ship that doesn't float."
"Paddy's got a new bus..." "It's time to make mistakes, get messy, BLOW DREK UP!"
"Is 'Law' a Knowledge skill?" "Yes. The active skill for that is 'Con'."
"I gotta say, Ray is badass. He got angry and elbow-dropped the planet. What have you done to show your disdain for Mother Nature for the Winter lately?"
"They mentioned explosives, you were the first person that came to mind." "Ah, good ta hear."
"I said 'next', I didn't expect GOD to get involved!"
"Gel rounds. Knock them out, then we can wake them up and tase them."
*Sledge looks at his shotgun* "I like this. It's like a ranged fist."
"He even got runflats for the Panzercycle."
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