Dorjan 'Secerător' Albescu's page

And Dorjan is a Sniper I made for an SR4 game, if anyone is interested in looking him over for ideas.

Character Sheet

-5000 Geek Cred for the GM for not knowing The Tale of Erik and the Dread Gazebo

As long as it's just Hellhounds and not Gazebos, I'm fine. But yeah, I was waiting for the GM to return from the great beyond. :) Not much Dorjan can do until we have a scout of the building. Actually a good recon of the whole area done at night with the flying drone would be even better.

"Very good, I'll note that is a building that is a good sniper spot, assuming someone can arrange to drop me on it from above a day or two ahead of time at night." The dark elf grins. "Nothing like having a few dozen hell hounds as guardians." He begins checking the indicated building, looking for firing lines. "I'll see if my go to man can charter me a flight over the area a day before we start, I can drop in on the building. Can you use a few of your drones to to do a recon of that office building? Make sure the roof is secure from the hell hounds? And stable enough for someone to land on it?" He asks Redline.

The dark elf nods. "If I read this correctly, this is a DMZ or near DMZ. So there should be no issues with Lone Star or other private security in the area." He looks up at Redline and the others. "Anyone have any information that contradicts that assessment?"

GM could correct me as well if that's not what my research (and memory) finds.

Slow brain here, still recovering. Fully loaded with how much?

The dark elf grins and slams his hand into the table. "So, ve blow up anyone outside their HQ, yah? As I suggested originally. Claymore!" He grins wolfishly. "If you can set up a few in line of sight of my sniper rifle, I can fire an explosive round to detonate them."

"Do ve have picture of this hacker?"

The elf laughs. "Then again, at 5 to 1 odds, you vould vant to concern yourself vith the one lucky vreeder vhoo hits your face."

"I never said kill all of them. I do think, given our numerical ratio, we should hit hard first, and take out at least half the gang. Unless you really want to go up against gangers at 5 to 1 odds. Even if they aren't as well armed as we are, they only need to get lucky once. And if they get lucky with two of your drones, are you going to make money or lose money on this job?" He pointedly asks Redline.

The dark elf laughs. "Hah! Is simple. One with shinyest most expensive gun is leader. Same for equipment. Ones with ratty equipment be flunkies."

The elf shakes his head. "It is unlikely the commanders vould respond to the sniping themselves, they are more likely to send out underlings. At least the first time. Plus, drive unlikely to ve kept on person of underling, more likely to ve kept in safe place in hideout. If leaders leave with underlings, ve don't set off explosives, yah?"

The dark elf just rolls his eyes. "Vich means is perfect place to run off books tests on sinless, or recruit gangers for deniable attacks, or generate those stupid 'Vanna ve a Shdovrunner?' sims they like to turn into BTLs."

He locally broadcasts what he has, still waiting on the better mil-spec topo map, if he can get one. "Gang is here. These four buildings are good sniper spots, at least 8 stories tall, clear line of sight, all four either abandoned or veing used by indigents. I've put in most likely vectors gangers will respond from after the sniping starts. A few drones vith claymores lying in vait could put quite a dent in gang."

Secerător snorts. "Vant to buy some fine farmland in the UCAS? Okeefenokee, great place to raise corn." He mutters, and sends an IM to a drop box account used by his military contact, to see if they can get a declassified topo map that's no more than 5 or 10 years old.

Secerător shrugs again. "Most likely." He pulls up a topographical map of the area around the gang's hideout, and then get's a publicly available topographical overlay from the city to show buildings. "Do you have a corporate topographical overlay of the area around their hideout?" He opens a one way port and does a very short range pulse of the maps he's already assembled, and begins to mentally add notes to the overlay, showing firing paths from various angles, and notating sniping positions from various directions.

Kn(Underworld): 6d6 ⇒ (3, 4, 4, 3, 6, 2) = 22 One
Tactics: 6d6 ⇒ (6, 5, 6, 6, 4, 6) = 33 Aaand 5 there

Secerător shrugs. "No issues vith that type of vet vork. Gangs that kill others not high on list of preservation." The dark skinned elf notes, although he is not bloodthirsty about it, like the redhead. "I am not, however, Corporate. Is this an issue?"

Secerător tilts his head sideways. "Not at all..." He says with a european accent. "I vas told only that it vould be vorth my time to show up and listen to potentially lucrative job offer."

So wait, I'd have to take Dorjan back to the last form of him, and then recreate him again? And he'd have no equipment, not even wired equipment?

Uhm, no I think I'll bow out, I've created and recreated enough characters for this.

Dorjan, gun specialist, wired adept specializing in enhanced senses. Some infiltration capabilities, and some anti-tac training. Prefers to be a sniper, raining death from afar.

LOL
Yeah, good thing then. I didn't buy any actual 'clothing' since most GMs just handwave clothing, and I'm out of practice actually buying them. :) Usually I only bother with things that have mechanical benefit. :)

Dorjan uses the FFBA when he's on a meet, and both on a run.

I believe the FFBA + Lined Coat is legal yes?

I find things like that tend to work better as a collaboration in game. People making up things about the run as we talk in game. Especially if they draw a parallel to the current ingame situation.

example :

"Redline, check your six. Those gangers that attacked us snuck in via the sewer, make sure that sewer entrance behind you isn't full of white faced elf posers!"

I think we had kind of settled on the previous run as having been a protection run, where we all were on protection duty against other runners/gangers/crooks for a change. Everyone got to shine some, and it was generally a success.

I was just going to beef up Dorjan. He's already a well rounded guy. Boost his stats and skills. Already maxed out his money spent.

LOL, depends on how many of those old Shadowrun Paperbacks I'm channeling via my subconscious, but it's entirely possible. :)

At least I didn't suggest the previous mission was feeding the overly hungry troll at the nearest Stuffer Shack as it's being robbed. :) I did run people through that one, always loved using the Remington Roomsweepers when they ducked behind the shelves, coating them with mustard, ketchup and mayonaise, or dumping 12 gallons soypork & beans on them. :) One troll cried when a stray blast took out the beer cooler and sent 30 gallons of beer sluicing over the floor. :)

Sounds fine to me. I'd suggest the first was a difficult, but not outrageous job. Something along the lines of a guard mission that got attacked 2 or 3 times. Everyone got a chance to shine (rigger, decker, sniper, sammy, mage).

Background's already been done. I'll be happy to work out with people if they want. I suggest something simple.

Hint really doesn't do us any good unless we have more to go on than 'it's a book shelf with a combination lock'. Is it an obvious dial? A keypad? Pull the books off in the right order, what?

Dorjan looks over the bookshelf, tugs on a few books at random, then shrugs. "If I wanted to play 'guess that whacky fixer's game' I'd have applied to be on a gameshow. If someone doesn't know how to open it, I suggest we leave it or blow it up." He shrugs, and then fires off messages to his contacts for information about the target.

Nothing to post until the GM comes back with more info and maps

Perception: 6d6 ⇒ (3, 2, 1, 4, 2, 5) = 17

"Hmm, probably a secret door behind these bookshelves, given the issue with the size of the place, but I can't seem to find the opening. Anyone else good at this type of thing?"

GM, can we get a picture of the layout of the area around the target, 5000 ft high view? And more info on the target company from the matrix runs people did.

On the road, so didn't have access to my books. In 3rd, plastics were non-lethal. Also, you're reading spoilers and cheating, bad Stag! :)

Dorjan looks at Lyst. "You really do need to take some social classes at the community college, or get one of those Professor McTroll's 'How to make Fraggers Like Youse!' courses." He shakes his head. "Anyway, wasn't expecting you to do anything illegal, everything we want should be available in public records. Most illegal thing you'll want to do is spoof who you are, and request everything in the area to hide what you're looking for. For that matter, once we know the general layout of the area from the public maps and such, you can do the public records pull centered on a juicy target X miles from our real target, and just pull in everything X+10 miles from it, making it look like we're researching a different target."

Dorjan rubs his temples. "Yes, I believe that would be better than any of the other options you gave. Stun grenades, gas grenades. You go invisible, walk up and toss them. Hopefully they won't notice you and frag you before you can throw them."

Dorjan raises a hand half-heartedly when long guns are asked about. "That was me. And, I think we should do some strictly non-meat recon first. Lyst, you bragged you were all that and a box of donuts at a Lone Star convention in the matrix, right? Well how about a recon on the matrix, find out everything you can about this place, including a map of the area. I don't want to even set foot within a mile without knowing what the topgraphical survey is, what the geological survey says about the fault lines in the area, and what Madame Grigi says about the place's horoscope. Once we've learned everything we can from the matrix, then we move on to long distance recon. Plus, I think all of us are going to need to contact a few contacts, neh? At the very least, if we decide to go non-wetwork, then I need to order some plastic rounds for the rifle. Plus, some stun guns or DMSO squirters would be worthwile." He looks back to smiles. "Spirits? Stun spells?"

Before taking Mr. Smiles out to his bus.

Dorjan turns to Chen. "That's more a conversation for us to have, not us and Fixer. He offers bonuses, it's our decision whether to go after them or not, as a group."

At this fancy 'HQ'

"Ok, this is a fancy HQ, but it's not our HQ. I suggest we talk inside my HQ. At the very least, you only have to trust me, not everyone Fixer's ever put up here." He says, inviting everyone into the bus. "Soykaf is in the third cabinet, sodas in the fridge. Help yourself." He tells everyone, before sitting in a large comfy chair that faces everyone else. He jacks into the bus's systems, and enables the Anti-Theft, the Firewall, the Security System, and the sound system. As two different random troll acid rock songs play (speakers pointed toward the windows to allow the main room to still let people talk and be heard), he waves at the papers. "Ok, so, our Fixer let slip something he probably didn't mean to. This run doesn't make any sense at all to me, but I didn't want to say so in front of the Johnson. Why they'd have super heavy duty security by day, and jacked up wannabe's at night, makes no sense. If I had 20 cybergoons on my security staff, I'd want them on duty 24/7. I have a couple of ideas, but I want to hear yours first..."

Dorjan stands, and turns his back on Lyst. He nods at Stag, but doesn't respond otherwise. "Right, time to go." He takes 3 steps before Mr. Smile's question is asked. He hesitates, then shrugs. "I suppose we are all going to the same location, just wipe your feet before you come in. And no helping yourself to the fridge. I don't know you that well." He tells Mr. Smiles.

Outside, he leads Mr. Smiles up to a bus. Yes, a bus. A 50 foot long bus with blacked out windows, and the words 'Mr. Johnson's Party Bus' with a phone number under it.

Inside, it's set up as a luxury home, kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, living room, big screen tv. "Wipe your shoes..." Dorjan repeats, climbing into the driver's seat.

Will: 5d6 ⇒ (2, 1, 2, 6, 1) = 12 What a lousy roll

Dorjan looks shaken, but he grins gamely. "Sure, will make sure done first time. Prefer eye or brain stem?"

Dorjan frowns. "I assure you, when I shoot you, will not be accidental." His accent thickens significantly, sounding almost Russian for a moment.

Dorjan grins at Lyst. "If it makes you feel any better, I love guns. Big guns, small guns, guns that go boom, guns that go phhht, guns that shoot far, guns that shoot close, cannons, machines guns, sniper rifles, really love sniper rifles."

I don't think it's required tonight, Bob. I didn't see anything about that.

Dorjan nods to the new guy, and then raises an eyebrow to Fixer. "That the last of us?" He then continues at the affirmation. "Excellent. I am Secerator..." It sounds vaguely European when he says it, Sess-rah-tor. "...and my specialty is long distance removal of problems. Ideally I would be on some rather high point within a half mile, and then begin to remove the security detail one at a time prior to your entrance to the facility. That's after we've isolated it. Jammer, hacked hardline if they have one. And the rest of you, and your specialties?"

It's under actions, search for group test.

Ah, ok. THought you were saying I was mixing IC and OOC in my question. :)

Dorjan nods. "Doable. The main problem will be suppressing the emergency call the put out. Once that's done, then the location is isolated, so we should have time to transfer explosives from one building to another." He nods. "We'll need a few days to plan. We probably ought to hit it when the fewest people are there as possible. Keep the body count down. Ok, let's go folks, anyone have a spot to hang out while we research? Or do we meet somewhere after we've all done our research separately."

Note there' s a reason I asked out of character, not in character. :) Dorjan doesn't have Awakened Threats or anything as a skill. So not mix of IC and OOC, purely OOC question.

Uhm, a juggernaut is an armored armadillo that's about 20 feet tall, and 50 feet long, and it usually takes a panzer division to take them down due to the armor they pack on their sides.

These guys really have 15 puke normals on at night, and 25 cyber enhanced 50 foot long guard animals on day time?

Or was that Fixer's idea of a joke?

Dorjan nods, reads the file, and nods. "Define maximum damage. Wet work, or property?" He clarifies, his voice neutral.

Dorjan nods. "I've never been to Denver, I think you have me confused with someone else." He says dryly, raising one eyebrow with a hint of humor.

Sorry, that should have read 40 caliber, not 40 mm.

That would be where you buy hollow points, and fill them with whatever it's vulnerable to. Silver, holy water, etc. Or you have a priest bless your bullets. Or you melt down a gold crucifix and use it for bullets...

Dorjan's typical response to 'non vulnerable' things is to load in a 40mm APDS round and fire it through the 'non vulnerable' target's eye.