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Old Feb 16th, 2021, 06:43 AM
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Mine will be something nice and simple I think - playing a Techno in Imveros's single player game at the moment so something without that level of 'other' would be good
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Old Feb 16th, 2021, 09:29 AM
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I missed the astral hazing quality when reading that section.
I won't play a changeling anyway; it costs too much karma to be a non-random one, and I dislike random character generation.

Real Name: Harold Walters.
Cover identity: Henry Gates. Claims to be a part time 'specialist' for a European Corp with no office in the Americas.
Street Handle: Codenamed 'Gepetto'...
Metatype: 'Normal' human.
Archetype: Niche utility mage/modern survivalist.
Cybernetics: None.
Magic: Aspected Apprentice, Hermetic. Uses Earth elementals and Manipulation Magic, plus a Stag mentor spirit.

Appearance: Somewhat small, with prematurely grey hair and very pale eyes and skin. His facial features are rather round. His fingers are somewhat long for the size of his hands, and his toes are webbed. He wears simple clothing, mainly an urban explorer jumpsuit. He drives a small, cheap car and lives in a utility loft apartment. Carries a survival knife and a collapsible staff, plus a small pistol. Many small scars on his face and body from a number of fights over the years.

Personality: He is easily provoked into anger (a side effect of the mentor spirit's influence,) and tends to get into fights. When no one angers him, he is surprisingly quiet and withdrawn. He doesn't worry too much about his reputation, but his sense of 'honor' (again, a side effect of the mentor spirit,) makes it hard for him to walk away from a job. He is unlikely to spare those he feels have betrayed him.

Background: He was born and raised in Europe, traveling with his family between countries as various shadow agents recruited them from one Corp to another. This made him accustomed to the dark side of the 5th world, and willing to work in the shadows himself. He also had (and still has) a recurring dream with a talking deer telling him to recover the magic of the Golem of Prague. This caused him to study magic, in an attempt to determine if the Golem ever existed (he currently suspects it was an animation ritual made permanent with Karma.) He finally managed to evade the ever-present recruiters by faking his own death, and was able to study under unlicensed street mages to learn actual summoning, countering, and spellcasting (rather than the academic theory taught in official schools to anyone not chosen in advance to be a Corp mage.) Having gotten into fights and had to lie low in out-of-the-way spots has taught him survival and navigation, as well as a tiny bit of stealth, first aid, and basic car repair. A tough life has also taught him weapon/combat skills. He works in the shadows in order to earn money for further magic instruction. He came to Chicago to meet with a mage who has been working in the barrens, but when he arrived, the mage in question was gone with no trace....could he have been killed by a rival or driven to ground? Gepetto doesn't know they ley of the land (or the lines) in Chicago, so he must tread lightly until he figures things out...

RP Sample: Gepetto takes up a position on the corner opposite the warehouse and ducks into the shadows near the burned-out street lamp. He watches the guards with his binoculars, and also looks into astral space for magical defenses. Unless something unusual happens, he is not plaining on hitting the warehouse tonight, but this initial surveillance will serve the dual purpose of giving him an idea of where to look next time and making his presence less obtrusive when the time comes to act. He wonders if the small amount of dirt and very sparse grass in front of the building on both sides of the walkway would be sufficient to call forth an elemental.
((This would normally call for perception, astral perception, and arcana checks, but this is just a sample.))
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Full Name: Bridget Dufresne
Handle: "Boom Boom" Laverne
Metatype: Human
Archetype: Heavy Weapons/Demolitions/Technical

Physical description: Laverne is a middle-aged woman, stocky yet still agile. Her hair is short and dyed blond, while her face carries the marks of an accident from years past, both scars and cyberware.
Personality: Laverne is an expert in multiple fields of science and engineering, and expects to be treated as such. However she relies more on snap decisions and judgment calls than careful consideration, although her keen mind and experience mean she's usually right. She's a thrill-seeker at heart, and gets grouchy when she ends up in a support role.

Backstory: Laverne started out as a wageslave engineer, working demolitions on construction sites. She made a few contacts in the shadow community over the years, by skimming supplies from Saeder-Krupp via forged paperwork, but played it smart enough to keep from getting drawn in too far.

After almost 20 years working with S-K, her superiors pushed her to do a job she considered unsafe, and the resulting explosion left her with extensive injuries. The corp bosses paid for bargain-basement medical treatment and second-hand cyberware replacements for her eyes, then promptly fired her and scrubbed the record of her safety concerns, blaming her for the accident. With her corporate SIN burned, she turned to the contacts she had made, and chose to ply her trade in the shadows.

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It was a slow, drizzly morning, and the rain always made Laverne feel a little claustrophobic. She needed to get out of the house and get to work, even ignoring the ever-declining balance of her finances. She dialed up her fixer, a little snot-nosed elf kid half her age. "Hey Juice, it's Laverne. Haven't heard from you in a long time. Things are looking a little lean over here, you know? When are you going to throw another job my way?"

Look, Boom, you have kind of a specialized skill set. Not everybody needs or wants explosives on a job.

Laverne raked her fingers through her hair in frustration, feeling the scars on her scalp. "Sure, nobody plans for that. But I haven't seen an exfil that couldn't have been helped with a well-placed grenade or two. Besides, I do have other talents. Hell, I've got two Masters degrees and a half-dozen professional certifications; at least, I did in a former life. Come on, you gotta have something for me."

I mean, yeah, you've got skills omae, but can I be honest? Some of the runners who worked with you think you're a little... trigger happy. A hammer in search of a nail, you get me? You want work, I gotta know you can do subtle.

Who did this kid think he was? Sure she liked explosions, but she had self-control. "Subtle? Sure I can do subtle. I don't even have to go out in the field; I can forge documents, modify weapons, do lab work, anything. Don't you remember that job in Redmond where I identified that new street drug, and helped trace it back to the dealer?"

Yeah, and I remember you brought down an apartment building in the process.

Oh yeah. She'd forgotten that part. "OK, OK, but it was condemned. Neighborhood looked a hell of a lot better afterward."

Alright, alright, I'll shake some trees and see if anybody's interested. See you later, chummer.

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*What is your character's primary motivation? What are their hopes and dreams?
Laverne runs because her SIN was burned and she doesn't have any other options. But now that she's had a taste of the lifestyle, she wouldn't go back if she could. She doesn't have long-term goals; she jokes that she's going to die young in a blaze of glory, so why make plans?

*How do they act around their parents? Friends? Boss?
Since she was un-personed by Saeder-Krupp, she lost contact with all her old friends and business acquaintances inside. Even her parents are tough to get in touch with, but at least they stopped pestering her about grandchildren.

*How does your character act under stress?
Laverne does best under pressure. She's nervous and fidgety when she's not part of the action, but the adrenaline sharpens her mind.

*What is your character's weakness, their kryptonite?
Laverne will always go for the plan where she gets to blow something up.

*What will your character die for?
Laverne will probably die when her ego finally outstrips her intellect.

*What is your character's biggest hypocrisy?
Laverne claims she runs out of necessity, but really she could be making better money working the black market full-time. She just likes the excitement.

*What conflicts does your character have in their life?
Laverne has a grudge against Saeder-Krupp for tossing her into the shadows. She'll always jump at the chance to run against them.
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Are complete newbies to the technical side, aka the rules, of SR, welcome? ^^'
Absolutely! If I don't know the answer to a rules question and can't find it with research, I can always bug the SR5 community in another chat.
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Absolutely! If I don't know the answer to a rules question and can't find it with research, I can always bug the SR5 community in another chat.
Then I'll try to create something! Hopefully I won't make too much of a mess if I get to go into the technical XD

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Character Name: "Likeable, Lucky" Lucy
Street Handle:Ell
Metatype: Human
Archetype: Face / Adept, focus on Blades & Sporting Rifles

Appearance: Ell, physically speaking is a 5'1relatively short Asian woman with thick, shaggy black hair highlighted at random with dark browns and solid white. Ell's round porcelain face is decorated by her dark brown eyes, snub nose, and her sharp-toothed grin.

Personality:
Ell is one of those people who radiate likeability, the way she makes everyone feel appreciated, how she naturally buddies up to those around her... It's an intentional act not to like her. There are the paranoid people who claim before running the Shadows, Ell was a behavioral psychologist and a mastermind in the art of hospitality, but given her ditziness and lack of intuition, these people are often passed off as paranoid.

Ell likes to consider everybody at Runner bars as her friends - even the ones who don't quite agree with this belief - and she treats them like such, always eager to put a smile on someone's face or lighten up the atmosphere. On a surface level, she doesn't seem to understand the concept of 'negative' emotions. Or Personal space. Or privacy.


Background:
In the Shadows, it's only to be expected that people may pop up out of nowhere, that someone could just walk into the local Runner dive and nobody knows who they were or where they came from, often times these wild cards accepted a job and made a name for themselves. Ell... Was different. Nobody in the Shadows knew who Ell was, where she had come from, why or even how she managed to paint the druglord Butch Crater's home with... Well, himself. The wetwork team of runners who first came across Ell told tales of how she'd just walked out of the apartment wearing the viscera of the (now deceased) drug lord and started talking to them. Just like that, as if nothing had happened and as if she wasn't standing stark naked talking to them all friendly-like. Stranger, yet she didn't even take the reward money. There were no weapons found at the scene, a few bullet holes scattered randomly around the apartment and worse yet, someone had stolen his prized Tibetan Mastiff.



Ell had vanished just as quick as she had appeared, a year went by and there were rumors running around the gangs of a banshee or some other nondescript she-beast who ripped apart the criminal underworld in a furious femme fatale fury... Though so far she only had a body count of one. Ell had come back to the Shadows community, armed with a Katana and an M1 Garand she had acquired from... Somewhere. As tacky as the Katana was, Ell seemed quite protective over the blade and especially protective over the red object tightly tied around its hilt.

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Dog DaysIt was raining pretty hard that evening as Ell was sat at the large bay window of her apartment, the street she lived on was buried beneath multiple streets, so it was a hard place to find, it helped that the whole place still had its security systems from the previous owner set up, so nobody really bothered her. It wasn't like she got many visitors anyways. In her reflection Ell could see the large mattress she had just tossed in the middle of the floor, pillows, and sheets covering it. Ell was odd to a lot of people, even among the runners of the Shadows, she was an oddball. A mattress in the middle of her living room and not a bedframe insight in the apartment, which many would call 'cramped', but she liked to call it 'cozy'.

There was incense burning on the kitchen counter, filling the apartment with an earthy aroma. Ell liked the earthiness, the smell made her mind wander to the temples of old, lined with incense high up in a place of seclusion. Ell's apartment was quite like that in its own, cozy little way. Ell stood up from where she was sat, looking over to her pile of clothes. Oh right, I'm naked. the woman thought to herself, rather bemused at her own forgetfulness, stepping into her trousers and buttoning up her shirt... Was there anything else? she thought to herself as thunder boomed out over on the horizon. The dark-haired woman playfully tip-toed her way across the apartment to grab her jacket and slide it on, checking the pockets. Ah, I'll need to buy more of those fancy cigars, Comet down at th- The time! Ell pondered once more, startling herself when she spied the time on her commlink. Thunder roared once more.

Ell grabbed her Katana and pulled on the sling, keeping it hidden to the best of her ability beneath the large jacket. The door locked behind her and Ell began to run down the street and out into the cul-de-sac-like circle of similar apartments. Ell's feet carried her as fast as they could, the rain battering against her face as she skidded around a corner and stopped to catch her breath... Then she saw her. The Siamese Cat stared at Ell as she stood there panting and huffing, Ell glaring back. There was something primal in the pure hatred between the two, like Cat and Dog, they never got along, 'Mr.' Tibbles always inconveniencing Ell by stealing her washing or commlink and her by accidentally letting dogs out to chase them. There was a meow from the Siamese cat and Ell flashed it a vulgar hand gesture before it trotted off to do whatever it was that entity of undiluted evil did. Ell still had to tell the owners that 'Mr' Tibbles was, in fact, a girl but 'Mr' Tibbles owner was rather advanced into the elderly years.

The lone woman stood outside the school watching as teens spilled out from the building... There was a particular duo she was looking for - Two dryad girls. I can't believe their mother gets paid so much... I don't think even I could pay to get someone through a place like this. Then again, I'm not rich, am I? she pondered to herself, sitting patiently across the street. When Ell had first started this gig she'd gotten odd looks from passers-by and a few people had even tried to talk her down from relinquishing the katana, but they'd learned quickly not to try. All Ell had to do was to keep an eye on the young girls and make sure nothing unexpected happened, no drug-deals, no gangers, no muggings, or anything like that. Simple enough for an alright pay. "Lucky Likeable Lucy" as the Runners dubbed her, started the route across the street like she always did, the girls had started to notice her over the past year but they'd never questioned it. From the looks of you it could always just be a case of overlapping schedule. she thought to herself, padding along the street ahead of the twins, plus it's not like she was paid to be discreet. Ell was here to keep the kids safe, not be a shroud of dark, vigilante justice.

Ell slipped through the streets, people parted ways for her as she strolled past them with bold determination to see her job through... There was a shortcut the twins always took that she hated them taking, it was a seedy alleyway that almost always had BTL addicts or junkies lingering around it, sometimes even ones desperate enough to try a mugging.

Ugh, this one stinks... Ell thought to herself as she casually slipped into the shade and cover of adjoining buildings high above. Ell unsheathed the katana quietly and brought the edge of the blade to the twitching, armed man's neck.
"Didn't we do this last week?"
"Oh cammon lady, I need my fix, it's not like I'm gonna hurt anybody, just give'em a little scare, thassall." the whiny, gaunt man protested, stepping impatiently as his breathe became short and ragged.
"Well listen chummer, we all do what we have to just to get by, but I warned you last time."
"Frag off, what're you gonna do anyways? I bets that sword isn't even real, look, you can tell it's plasti-" the would-be mugger's sentence was cut off as the katana's blade began to drip with a clothes-sizzling liquid, then pressed against his neck, the mugger pushing away as the acid started to eat at his neck and clothes before sizzling off back into ambient mana; The skeletal man was about to take aim before Ell ran him through, taking the gun out of his hand and sliding him down into a dark corner, curling the bleeding mugger up and making a Shh sound as she sank back into the shadows opposite the alleyway. The twins noted the lack of their usual parallel traveler as they walked by, paying no heed to the groaning, incoherently babbling addict in the shade, there was always one. Ell waited for the twins to make it through the alleyway before she resumed following them. I wonder why Comet likes those expensive cigars so much? I never see him smoking them... His team normally smokes them the minute I pass them one, but him? He just pockets it and lea- Oh Drek, red light. Ell pondered to herself, coming to a sudden halt when the street lights switched to a red.
"Careful, red light." one of the Twins joked towards Ell, who was rather embarrassed to get caught out so deep in thought. It was like this every weekday. The typical humdrum routine and path, the runs were when life got exciting - all the new people she got to meet, all the new sights and experiences you wouldn't get by just... Following the la- Greenlight! Ell continued to follow the twins across the road, waiting a few seconds to let the gap build once more.

A handful of uneventful minutes passed by until the twins were safely back home. Ell waited - as the usual deal went - for twenty minutes, then stepped up to the front door as Dryad woman opened the door with a duffel bag in her hand.
"Here's your stuff, Ell, bathroom's open if you want to use it. I put the cigars in there too, though I wish you wouldn't hang around those kinds of people." Sofia Rozanov said as Ell took it and gave Sofia an acknowledging nod, quietly making her way down the hall and into the bathroom, gently pushing the door shut with her foot. Ell began to clean herself up and pulled the AR-enhanced cigar packet out of the duffel bag and looked it over before stuffing it into the inside pocket of her jacket.

As Ell stepped out from the bathroom Sofia handed her a credstick. "Thanks, I need that. Also, those kind of people are my friends."
"Everyone is your friend, Ell. That's the problem."
"That's because, simply put, I'm too cute to dislike."
"I don't know why you won't just come work with us at The Garter."
"Because to the big bad Sidney Slick, I'm one of those people, Sofia, besides what would I tell Talky-Tom?"
"Talky-Tom is one of the least useful fixers in Seattle, Ell."
"He's never done wrong by me."
"That's because you only ever do small-time gigs."
"If I went off to Spain to geek some suit and tie type, who would watch over the Twins?"
"Taxis exist, you know."
"They do? Here I thought they were giant corporate bumblebees."
Sofia stared at Ell for a solid minute before sighing and motioning towards the front door.
"Let me know if you can't do the job next week."

The Dive was basically the Runner version of a microbar, a handful of tables and a door down a shady street, just how Ell liked it. The slot on the door came open as a Dwarf peered outside and looked down at the beaming Ell.
"Oh, it's you." the gruff voice said before the slot was shut again and the door opened, the Dwarf stepping down from the stool and folding his arms as he looked up at Ell. "You never go to any of the bigger Runner bars, do you?"
"If I did, who would supply you with these?" asked Ell as she produced the cigars and handed them to the dwarf. Technically you were supposed to get in with Nuyen, but when you sussed out someone's vice, it's all the same. The Dwarf shook his head with a laugh and tapped them against the tips of his fingers. "Alright, come on in. Pheonix isn't in today, she's off due to family obligations, so Skipper is serving drinks today."
"Is my usual seat taken?"
"You know it's raining out there, right?"
"When has that ever stopped me?"

With that exchange done and over with, Ell found herself sitting on the rooftop of the microbar, beneath a metal sheet, the rain loudly battering against it as Ell sat back with a smile and a sip of her water... Then her commlink began to flash as a message came through.

MessageSender: Talky-Tom
Recipient: LLL
Message: Hoi chummer. I got a Johnson on satellite link, needs some help in the Barrens. Interested? Doesn’t sound like easy work, but it doesn’t pay like it either.

MessageSender: LLL
Recipient: Talky-Tom
Message: Send me the details!





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Character Name: Rex Carter
Street Handle: Rex (he's new)
Metatype: Troll
Archetype: Adept Investigator, Big Guy (sheet)

Appearance: Rex is a rugged middle-aged troll with a strong bouncer vibe. He's somewhere in between angry and burned out, with constant bags under his eyes and a steady stream of cigarettes to supplement his diet of soycaf. He hides it behind his glasses like he hides the Browning Ultra under his lined coat.

Personality: Rex is as gruff and no-nonsense as they come. He can be a bit cranky as he never seems to get enough sleep. He's often rigid and pretty much all business, but if he's got his cigs and soycaf, and everything is going by the book, sometimes he can loosen up a little. Not too much though; hardly a night goes by that he's not staying up too late trying to solve a case.

Background: His mom was an addict and his dad was a dealer. The former raised him until she died of accidental overdose in a back alley near the Barrens. The latter he never knew, but it could be any number of trogs rotting in a cell or in a grave somewhere around Seattle. Which is probably where Rex ought to be right now, given how he started out.

Growing up a poor troll around Seattle without much family, best you can do is go find one. That's what ganger life is. Sure it's violent, chaotic, dangerous, but it's family. It's all Rex knew and all he had. He watched his buddies get arrested, killed, sometimes both. Finally it was his turn. But luckily it was by some soft-hearted officer that chose to believe Rex could be more than just a ganger. It was that guy, officer Noble, that got him a SIN and got him a job. Eventually Rex became a full-fledged detective. He didn't work with Noble again until he got the case file for his murder.

Could've been anyone. A strung-out go-ganger out to raise hell. Maybe a mafioso that caught Noble snooping where he didn't belong. Or just a hit and run by a corp kiddie riding high on novacoke. Barely a shred of evidence in the file. It's been years but it still keeps him up at night. Sometimes he drives out to that little corner and just stands there, almost waiting for an answer to jump out at him. But it never does.

More recently he's been fired due to a particular PR nightmare. Admittedly he can be a little rough sometimes, but this one was out of his control. So now he's leveraging his old criminal contacts (the ones willing to speak to him, anyway) and trying to survive on the other side of the law.

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He didn't like having this kind of meet over the comm, but the fixer had insisted. Apparently his former rep as a cop still hung around him a bit and that made people nervous. But it was Rex who was in uncharted waters. He'd been legit for so long, this just felt wrong.

"So, I heard you might have a job for me." He spoke hoarsely into the commlink on his desk before taking a drag from the crumpled remains of an old cigarette. He'd smoked his last and was now recycling the partials from the ash tray.

Maybe. I heard you might be looking for a new career. The voice crackled over the 'link as the small holo image danced above in dull monochrome.

"Maybe." Rex snorted, turning over the smoldering stub in his fingers to evaluate how much time he had.

And why is that? The suspicion was still clear. If ever an idiot tried to be an undercover cop, this was that.

"I got canned, alright? Pulled a gun on a ganger, suddenly his mates roll up with fragging artillery. Damn near fragged a whole city block." The little stub finally gave up and Rex tossed it dispassionately back into the ash pit from whence it came. "Maybe you watched the news."

Oh, that was you? The fixer chuckled on the other end of the call. It burned him up, but at least he probably had the credibility now.

Standing up, Rex took a few paces to fire up the soycaf machine. "Yeah, that was me. Cost me my badge. Frankly just glad I'm still on this side of bars."

Yes, not everyone is so lucky. The jab was obvious. Rex had put away more than a few thugs in his time. Must've locked up this guy's cousin or something.

"Damn right they're not." He punctuated with a proud grunt. "Got a job for me or not?"

Maybe. I have a team in need of some... deniable labor. Someone with your skills could be ideal. Rex hated how sleazy the fixer sounded, but at least they were getting somewhere now.

"More like expendable." He grumbled back. "My skills as a detective, or you just mean a troll?" There was an edge to Rex's voice he usually reserved for people he was about to pulp. He resented the idea of being useful for just his size, though he'd never been exactly shy to leverage it for his own ends.

I'm sending you a time and a location. You'll get all the details there, if you choose to follow through. The voice didn't communicate a lot of confidence, but just as well. Rex always did like to surprise people.

"I'll be there." He grunted, hanging up the call and grabbing his hot cup of soycaf. He cradled it in his hands and took a step back towards the breakfast table, pausing to glance down at his own reflection in the crusty old shaving mirror on the counter. "Well Rexy, I guess you're a damn shadowrunner now."



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I'm brand spanking new to RPG Crossing. Followed a lead from Imveros that there might be a job to be had. I'm not new to SR5, but I have had hopes to finally get to experience what the Matrix has to offer. I'm leaning towards Technomancer, mostly because I have a big soft squishy heart when it comes to magicians, and this is adjacent to that. I do want to ask what you meant by "Fringe" involvement for Deckers/Technos?
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Full Name: Alexandra Rashev
Alias: Banjo Black, or BeeBee for short.
Metatype: Ork
Archetype: Matrix specialist

Appearance: Standing at an impressive 6'2", she's still pretty scrawny for an Ork. She is almost always seen wearing her worn pair of arctic camo pants, heavy boots and a "Screaming Dawn" trog band armored shirt that's seen more than its fair share of use. Her hair is a coppery brown with eyes to match. Very suitable to her name, her Matrix Icon is a pair of fluttering azure and black wasps, both sharing the same thorax. (Or her Living Persona, still working on that thought)

Personality: Deflection with humor is the meal of the day. She's not much for team infighting and will always try to defuse anger by offering levity. Deep down, despite the grind of the Shadow life, she hopes and dreams for a better world. Or, at least, finally climbing out of the drek life with a huge payday so she can live out the rest of her time on a beach with a drink that comes with a tiny umbrella.

Background/RP Sample: (A work in progress, will update.)

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Old Feb 17th, 2021, 03:02 AM
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None of my business, but if you haven't done matrix before I think deckers are considerably simpler. Plus you can get other fun 'ware and double-specialize (especially important if matrix isn't a primary theme in the campaign).
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Deckers are definitely simpler, but I like a challenge. That and I've played Deckers in previous editions and I'm interested in trying something that feels a little more 'new' to me, if that makes sense.

And yeah, if Matrix isn't going to be hardly used, it's easy enough for me to adjust to something else that might be more useful.
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As my last SR5 game died as the DM just vanished I will definitely post. I am new to SR5. That game was my first attempt.
Well, this is my first attempt at running an SR5 campaign, so we both have plenty to learn!

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I'm brand spanking new to RPG Crossing. Followed a lead from Imveros that there might be a job to be had. I'm not new to SR5, but I have had hopes to finally get to experience what the Matrix has to offer. I'm leaning towards Technomancer, mostly because I have a big soft squishy heart when it comes to magicians, and this is adjacent to that. I do want to ask what you meant by "Fringe" involvement for Deckers/Technos?
Ah, good ol' Imveros! And by "fringe" I meant it can sometimes be a challenge to effectively involve Matrix-types into the story with the rest of the group. When they're doing what they do well, they tend to be separated...kicking butt (or getting buttkicked) in the Matrix while everyone else slugs it out in the meat world. The same could be said about Astral combat, though I don't think I've actually seen Astral combat addressed in any game I've played here yet. Hmmm... *starts getting evil GM ideas*

But you're perfectly welcome to play either...I didn't mean "fringe" as "unwelcome". I wouldn't say the campaigns I have planned are exactly Matrix-heavy, but we can find other ways to make either a Decker or Technomancer useful when not Matrixing. I'd definitely advise allowing for at least some competent *cough*combat*cough*secondary skills.
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So, I have never played Shadowrun, nor have I ever seen any of the books and I don't know much at all about it. But all my friends have been going on and on about how they like the newest online game (and complaining a lot about the bugginess but that is another matter.) Could one of you all distill down for me what the game is about? I've gathered it's something about hackers exploiting a vastly expanded digital web in a distopian future?

I find myself with some free time now if I can figure out what the game is about I might be able to put up an application loosely based on a Virtual Adept I ran once in a WoD Mage game.
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@Kepheren - short version is "D&D meets Cyberpunk"

Long version is - It's mid-to-late 21st century (Shadowrun officially started with the setting in 2050...mine's 2075) and corporations have become the new powerhouses of the world instead of countries. Also, magic has returned, since it tends to cycle, and the new "Sixth World" is an up-cycle. Classic fantasy races and creatures have returned, such as dwarves, elves, orks, trolls, dragons, etc.

Technology, meanwhile, has continued advancing to the point where cybernetics installed into people is a matter of course. The computer system is currently called the Matrix (not the Keanu Reeves version), although in 2075 it has undergone several crashes and reincarnations. There area also AIs, artificial intelligence with sentience and self-awareness.

Shadowrunners, of which your character will be one, are basically free agents hired by various entities, often mega-corps (the big corporations mentioned earlier), to perform illegal or quasi-legal operations others don't want to dirty their hands with, or want kept secret...or at least distanced from themselves.

There's an excellent Wiki with a ton of useful information. You can find a timeline, description of races and subraces, discussion about various cities, megacorps, and a few individuals relevant to the setting. I used (and still use) this wiki as a lifeline, especially when others more knowledgeable about SR than myself start discussing the novels or obscure details.
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