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Garus informs the others of his findings. "I'm parking in a cozy little ruin that we can use as our backup place. Sendin' you my pos right now, so you can all drop by. Give me a call if you got anything important." He makes himself comfortable in his car and summons a watcher. "Ah, welcome to this side of the twilight veil, my small energetic friend. Please awake and inform me if any metahuman or spirit enters this lot." Estimating the lifespan of his little helper, he sets up his commlink to alarm him in two hours and 55 minutes. He checks up the status of his Ingram Smartgun before placing it on his lap, one hand on it as if holding onto a teddy bear, and closes his eyes to take a nap.
Similar for me, waiting for the results.
Garus drives around the blocks and checks out the abandoned buildings, also looking out for signs of imminent danger, such as groups of armed gangers. He informs the others via commlink conference call. "I'm not from here, but this zone looks as Z as it gets. Means we can blow up the whole damn block without havin' to worry 'bout any Lonestar whinin' about, but it also means that if we step on the wrong people's toes, some crazy gang'll try to rip up our asses. At least there's lots of ruins, so I'm sure I'll find a nice cozy hideout for the backup squad."
"But we sure don't have to buy IDs for everyone... Half of us should be enough to play an interview team, and the rest can provide backup. Hell, I can cover you from across the city, as long as I have a safe place."
Sitting comfotably in his car, Garus fiddles about his commlink for a while before he manages to open a group call for everyone. "Better than shoutin' over the parkin' lot, eh? Well... We can go and check out the location now. And I think our best bet is catching him after the concert, maybe we can make 'em believe we're from the media, heard 'bout the risin' star, yadda yadda, want to promote him and make an interview? We could use some equip, fake or real... Anyone got a cam-drone?"
Thought you'd wrap up our move and give us the situation at our next destination. ;)
"So, um, whazzup, guys? Are we gonna hit the road now or what?" Garus walks over to his Thundercloud and climbs behind the wheel.
"Easy, Longear, I'm sure we'll all gladly let ya do the talking, right?" Garus looks back and forth between Salazar and sh4m, grinning slightly. "So... Wanna wait for the rest or text them to meet at our destination?"
Just a short addition to the coding tutorial above: Italics are normally used for internal monologue, thougts, etc: I wonder what that looks like... Telepathics, weird speech (say: abyssal, infernal) etc is represented by italics + quotation marks: "Hello, mortal", the demon's voice growls from within your head. I suppose both are okay for 'text messages' and such, as long as it's made clear that it's no internal monologue, but you can also use bold, like for normal dialogue. Oh, btw... you can also use {spoiler=bla}text{/spoiler} (with []'s) to get this: bla:
text Feel free to ask any questions you might have. :)
The dwarf in the urban camo outfit reaches up to shake his hand. "So you really are sh4m, heh? Wouldn't have come back if you just stole his 'link, teehee. I'm Garus. I 'spose we wait for the others and fill you in on the way to our next waypoint, eh?"
"Hey, wait a minute... is that guy on the bike the guy we're supposed to meet inside? I'll check if our comm info is right." Garus sends a message to sh4m's link: Turn around and come back to Micky's if you still want a job. After that, he parks his car, gets out and leans on the wall on the side of the entrance.
Interesting people... "I got a free gunner seat on my four by four, if ya like." Garus leans over the table to grab his credstick, then crawls back. Playing around with the stick for a bit, before stowing it somewhere between the other fetishes, he finally gets up. "Let's move out then."
"Alright then. Let's get back to Micky's, check if that Sh4m guy is there, then go on and kick in Nabo's door. Ah well, might as well try knocking before."
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So it's an extra two dice per check then.
, which brings me to a total of 2, 3, 1 and 2 successes, respectively. Does that change anything? "I'd still like to know what kinda club that is, to change my outfit if neccessary."
"Mmh, no club where we can start knockin' on the door, but at least a name to look out for: Nabo. 'sposed to be a new prodigy kid on the g-rock block. So if that rings any bells for ya, we have a lead." After Garus has saved the 'link information of the others and finished his drink, he shifts himself around in the chair and closes his eyes. "Wake me up if you find anything important or if ya want to go find that sh4m guy. Hope he's real, teehee. And could someone look up what kinda club he's waiting at?" psionichamster: He doesn't really sleep. He switches to astral perception, activates his power focus and takes his time checking out his teammates. Assensing checks:
Yak -> 1 hit Shade -> 2 hit Salazar -> 1 hit Rick -> 1 hit Bleh, that could've been better. Oh, btw... Perception bonuses from cyberware do apply for targeting someone with a spell, so... do they also apply for assensing?
"Well, does anyone know a good underground goblin rock club? I'd say a club-owner could be interested in gettin' his hands on some hot illegal g-rock disc. It could be the stuff his audience digs, right? Ah, I'll call a friend." Garus leans back and calls Shastar Malouk, his employer, who's a native-american orc and a shady talismerchant, with connections to the orc underground. He hopes that Shastar happens to like g-rock and that he might even know such a club.
When the Johnson has left, Garus turns to his new teammates, takes a sip of his drink and asks right away. "So, um, who has contacts in the music business, and who's here to turn the matrix upside down?"
"Sure, I'm in. Even if ya don't want the other stolen items back, can you give us a list of those? Maybe we can track the data indirectly when those people try to sell some of those."
Jumping on one of the chairs, Garus chimes out: "Yo man, this is a comf'table waiting room. Would drag one of those chairs outta here but I 'spose someone'd notice, teehee." He nods to Rick and musters him for a moment, then the other runners in turn. "Yeah, more o' less. Everyone needs cash, right? Since you started this get to know game: I'm Garus - and don't panic, folks, I don't always look like this. I'm not entirely crazy." Some obviously fake magic gestures accompany the last sentences, then he looks at the others and laughs boomingly.
Garus takes the time to gather the urban witch doctor outfit and sets up his cybereyes to look like he'd be somewhere between stoned and voodoo zombie. When he arrives at the club with his used looking Thundercloud Morgan, he makes a point of 'thanking the spirits for the safe journey, booyah' and telling the people in the line that they should take care of their mojo and watch out for evil spirits who could try to possess them when their mind is weakened. When he finally gets in the club, he'll go get a drink, staying at the bar to check out some of the dancing girls until it's time to get in touch with the elven bartender.
While he watches the trid message in an AR overlay window, so that he can still eyeball the waitresses, Garus slowly sips his beer. His gaze follows the two men who get up and leave the bar right after the message ends, then he looks back at St. Cloud, gesturing towards himself and his urban camo jacket. "Hey, chummer, um, what kinda club is that, and what counts as 'dressed nice' for it? I 'spect I need to go shopping..."
Still too many negative qualities. Maybe my wording wasn't entirely clear. The 35 point maximum is a total maximum, not a "per quality" maximum. Day Job (20 hrs/week, -> Barback, Miky’s Place) -10
Total: -55
--- @All: I've posted that link in the old thread(s) already, but there's a good character generation and advancement tool available for free here. It encompasses every official book (you can choose which are available), is updated regularly, is customizable for houserules and calculates everything for you.
Not that I was the DM, but I think we still have space, especially for something in the hacker(/drone rigger) department, as we don't really have that covered yet. Give it a go. :)
@Salazar: Those are obviously GM's calls, as they're probably allowed by RAW, but I just thought I'd remark them as strange... A MAD scanner built into contact lenses? An Ares Predator IV in a hidden arm slide, concealed in an Actioneer Suit? ... ... :D
@Jak: How did you get a Power Focus Rating 5 and a Weapon Focus Rating 4? Those have an availability of 25R/20R. Maximum availability at character creation is 12. Even the restricted gear quality (which you don't have) only allows an item of avail 20 or less (one item per 5 BP you put in the quality). Now that I look at the qualities... The maximum amount of BPs you can get out of negative qualities is 35.
Well, does it always have to come down to "is it worth the cost"? While YMMV, and everybody can do it as we likes, of course, I personally feel like every runner should have some contacts. I mean, if people have just moved to the city, it's understandable if they only have one or two contacts, but a Runner who "grew up" in the city you play in who doesn't happen to know ANYBODY...?
And if it isn't a "barkeep Johnson who recruits whoever enters his tavern and tells him he was a runner"-scenario, how exactly does a Johnson choose your character if you don't know anybody who could've told the Johnson that you're a runner searching for a job?
Oh yeah. It's annoying, but probably saves Paizo a lot of copyright issues. ;) All you can do is putting a link in your profile.
Oh, I just realized I'm paying beer without having determined my starting cash.
"Yeah, whatever. I'm here because Shastar said you'd be okay and havin' a job that'd help me clear my debts with him, so 's long as I ain't s'posed to geek somebody, I'm in. Just send over what you have. And send a beer along, would ya?" So this is one of the infamous runner's bars. A trid running sports channel, shady booths to place a bet, nice little waitress-hoes wiggling around, some beer-drinking workers - almost looks like an ordinary sports bar. After looking around grinning for a moment, the sturdy dwarf climbs on a stool with a good angle of both sports channel and waitresses. He fiddles about his commlink for a moment, to open the port for the barkeeper's transmission and pay for his beer. "Hey, would you mind linkin' me to the audio channel of your trid? Don't worry, I've got plugs in."
Chose Combat Biking, cause it's the most popular where he's from.
I have updated my profile after tweaking some minor details. PH, do you, as our GM, have any questions or remarks? PS: I can't believe no one took that Alias earlier. :D
Well, I think we might actually need someone to take care of such negligibilities as physical combat, electronics, break&entry-stuff... instead of three mages. ;) |