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- Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Alt History, Anything really. It honestly depends on how I'm feeling. I am always up for a good, solid Cyberpunk RP. I'm also up for Crossover RPs.
Doctors Park and Hope, Hong Kong Free Enterprise Zone
Michael sat on his bed in the apartment safe house. The pouring rain slapped hard against the window. Lightning flashed in the distance, but it could barely be seen over the lights of the city. About 650 feet below, the street was filled with hustle and bustle.
There was a knock at the door. "I got it!" Michael said to Doctor Park, who was sitting on the apartment's couch. The Korean woman nodded.
"Thank you, Michael." She said. She picked up the metal briefcase containing the information gathered from Shiawase.
Michael opened the door, and three Chinese men in fedoras and rain drenched trench coats stepped into the room. "Good evening, Doctor Hope, Doctor Park." they said in heavily accented English.
"May I ask who you are?" Michael asked calmly.
"You need to pay your dues, Doctor. This is Red Dragon Triad territory. Every member of this place pays Triad dues." The lead one said, showing the dragon tattoo encircling his neck. The others drew their pistols.
Michael backed up a bit. "I'm sorry, we don't have any money. This is only a temporary situation. We won't be here for long."
"Well, we'll just see what we can take." The leader said laughing, pushing Michael into his bedroom. They grabbed a gold watch sitting on the dresser immediately. They then went through the dresser and closet, grabbing anything valuable and that they thought could be useful.
A symbol showed up on one of the lab coats Michael had hanging up:
"He's the Archangel!" One of them shouted. "The one Wuxing is after!"
"Run, Doctor Park!" Michael shouted through the door. Michael heard a swift running sound, and the front door of the apartment slam. One of the guards immediately turned around, only to get hit with a fireball from Michael's hand, leaving him on the floor. Smoke and steam rose from his trench coat.
"Get him!" The leader shouted to the other guard. A bullet was fired, which landed in the wall behind Michael. Michael grabbed his commlink off his bedside table.
The two Triads made their way towards him. "You're ours!" the henchman said. Another bullet went off cracking the window. Michael looked behind him. Just the opportunity he needed. He let himself be backed towards it, before breaking the window with a spell.
He clutched his commlink in his hand, and leaned back as the Triads stared in awe. "He's a dead man. Get Doctor Park. She'll be valuable!"
Michael closed his eyes, and fell back completely. The wind rushed around him as he fell towards a crowd of onlooker, who immediately began to scatter.
Then, a miracle occurred. he never hit the ground. His Guardian spirit, Dragonslayer, caught him.
The former runner known as Archangel was finally flying.
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Japantown, Seattle, UCAS
9:00 PM
6465 miles away from the chaos of Hong Kong, more trouble brewed. The weather was just as bad. Rain poured in sheets, with thunder and lightning flashing. Puddles filled potholes, and almost everyone was carrying an umbrella.
A group of Shadowrunners sat in a van outside of a Mitsuhama corporate building where a party was being hosted. "We really gonna do this?" An old dwarf male holding an assault rifle said. He looked like a stereotypical dwarf. Long hair and a beard, sleeves of tattoos ran up and down his arms. He wore a bulletproof vest that loosely dangled.
"We have to." An attractive elf female wearing a dress spoke up. She looked like a model from a magazine. She had an ID Tag on her read "Guinevere Alderman, VIP." She pulled her dark hair back a bit, and arranged it so some fell over her shoulders.
A young human male, who was cleaning a cyberdeck shook his head. "Man, we never should have signed up for this job, I mean, this is insane." He rubbed his eyes
"It's the only job we could get. You're lucky you'll be able to eat tomorrow if we survive this." The Elf replied.
Another human, the group's Mage, entered the van, closing the doors behind him. "Wow, it is pouring out there. Anyway, The FBI needs us to do this, so we're doing this." He wore a green rain cloak. His brown hair and blue eyes peeked from under the cloak's hood. He began to take the rain covered cloak off, revealing a navy blue suit jacket. He brushed the sleeve off. "Wish the weather was a bit more clear, but, that's Seattle weather for you."
The Decker rolled his eyes. "Alright, just understand that this is suicide."
"Isn't every job?" An ork said. He wore heavy body armor.
"Yeah, I guess..." The decker said. He bit his lip, and went back to polishing his cyberdeck.
"Anyway, how do we look?" The elf girl said, pulling up her gloves a bit further, and standing next to the mage, who was fixing a cuff link on his shirt.
"Like a million nuyen, Mr. and Mrs. Alderman." The ork said, giving a thumbs up.
"So, can we go over the plan again?" The Dwarf said, a bit annoyed. "I don't want to forget what i'm supposed to do before we even start."
"Right." The hacker said. "I have the map." He tapped something into his Cyberdeck, and a map of the building popped up. Everyone gathered around it.
"So, while 'Mr. and Mrs. Alderman...'" the Dwarf said, making air quotes. "... are at the party, I'll take down the security system, and meet you all in the shipping bay. From there, we grab Mr. Alderman to disarm any magical defenses we may have. Then, we make our way running and gunning into the lab, grab the info, and get the hell out."
"Sounds fairly cut and dry." The ork said. "But then these things rarely are, especially something this complicated. It's a matter of time until Murphy's Law kicks in, and the drek hits the fan."
"Easy there, if something goes wrong, we can account for it. that's part of the job." The elf said. "Anyway, it's almost time for us to be in there. I'll catch you guys later. Mr. Alderman? Shall we?" She grabbed the mage's hand, and they stepped out into the rainy streets of Seattle.
Some thunder rolled, and the young decker sighed. "A nice night for a run, isn't it?" The dwarf and ork nodded in agreement.
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Washington FDC, UCAS
12:00 PM
A young FBI Agent sat in her office. Paperwork was stacked all around her desk. She had been filling out a lot more since her partner had died. Her ID tag and Badge read "Agent Rachel Kellogg" She was Cain Winters's partner.
She took a break, and turned to the TV behind her. "Runners Responsible for Cain Winters Murder caught." It read. Shwe watched it for a minute. FBI Vehicles and Police vans were all outside of a downtown Hotel. She raised her eyebrow. She hadn't been informed of this. There wasn't even a positive ID on any suspects. All they knew was that it was a team of Shadowrunners.
She stood up, and went to grab a phone. Agent Kellogg had a call to make.
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Meanwhile, on the twentieth floor of a DeeCee hotel, several people would wake up on the floor. The room was fairly nice. A TV, a nicely made bed, some pictures hung on the walls.
Shaitan, Motoko, and Jesse McCree would all get the shout of "FBI!" Through their doors. meanwhile, Akane Tsunemori, Jude Mathis, Faith Connors, James Bond, and James Rhodes would all get the shout "KNIGHT ERRANT SECURITY COMPANY! OPEN UP!" All the shouting from police officers in the hallway brought several tired civilians from their rooms.
If you loooked outside your window, you would see a gathering of Police vehicles. A police barricade was set up on the street surrounding the hotel. A helicopter flies close to your window. Meanwhile, an iPad like device would sit on the bedside table.
What do you do?
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Dramatis Personae:
Face: Akane Tsunemori @Verite
Hacker: Major Motoko Kusanagi @The Silver Paladin
Mage: Shaitan @Ringmaster
Muscle: ??? @Thuro 116 Pendragon
Infiltrator: Faith Connors @york
Sniper: James Bond @Cromartie Sarkissian
Rigger: James Rhodes @Mighty Roman
Medic: Jude Mathis @FireDrake150
Overwatch: Jesse McCree @CrunchyCHEEZIT
I FINALLY DID THIS! OH MY GOD!