"It all began with a simple job." That's how all the good tales start, don't they? One run by a group of regular folk that suddenly turns 'em into saviors, or else winds 'em up dead. That's what an adventure is. Well, I hate adventure. Like to keep my nose and my shoes clean. Unfortunately, life in the sprawl don't always play to our wants, does it?
- "So you wanna be a Shadowrunner?", Peter Brown, 2065, ch.1 pg.1
The culture center of the Confederation of American States, New Orleans, Louisiana, exists as a sort of cultural gumbo. Cultures mash and rail against each other, never quite mixing in the way you'd hope. Still, if you're looking for a place to get away from the tight, business-suit regulation of one of them uppity UCAS burgs, there's none better. Every day's a party here, unless you're nonhuman. Or anything other than white or black.
For you and your team, it was promised to be a getaway. A bad run-in up north meant you had to flee the country, and your usual Johnson provided you the means to get here and stay for a while. Expense paid, on the condition that you do a bit of work for some friends of his while you're in the city. Null sweat, you've done runs all around UCAS, even some in the Native lands. With your team at your back, you can do anything. But he did leave you with a firm warning. Things work a bit different down south, he said. Try not to get in over your head.
You've been provided a safe home base. A nicely sized condo overlooking the water. Real posh, must have cost him a dime. Beyond that, you've got official papers, everything to keep you in the city and on the right side of the law, if that's how you choose to play. As of this moment, you've been in the city for seven days, after which you were promised contact from your Johnson's friend with some work for you. You haven't been told any details about your new employer, only that they would contact you today. What sort of work would they have for you down here in a foreign country? If you wind up in a foreign jail, you might never make it home, so you'll have to play it real cool. Get you and your team through the days in one piece so that you can go back home and resume your regular life. Oh, and try not to deal with any dragons.
To keep it short and sweet, this is a Shadowrun RP I got an idea for off the back of another RP that recently got put on hold. It seemed like there was a lot of interest for it, so I put up a thread myself to see how it'll go. The OOC is already up so interested parties can go ahead and apply over there. There's more information over there too, so ask any questions in that thread if you've got any, though I'll be keeping my eye over here as well.
- "So you wanna be a Shadowrunner?", Peter Brown, 2065, ch.1 pg.1
The culture center of the Confederation of American States, New Orleans, Louisiana, exists as a sort of cultural gumbo. Cultures mash and rail against each other, never quite mixing in the way you'd hope. Still, if you're looking for a place to get away from the tight, business-suit regulation of one of them uppity UCAS burgs, there's none better. Every day's a party here, unless you're nonhuman. Or anything other than white or black.
For you and your team, it was promised to be a getaway. A bad run-in up north meant you had to flee the country, and your usual Johnson provided you the means to get here and stay for a while. Expense paid, on the condition that you do a bit of work for some friends of his while you're in the city. Null sweat, you've done runs all around UCAS, even some in the Native lands. With your team at your back, you can do anything. But he did leave you with a firm warning. Things work a bit different down south, he said. Try not to get in over your head.
You've been provided a safe home base. A nicely sized condo overlooking the water. Real posh, must have cost him a dime. Beyond that, you've got official papers, everything to keep you in the city and on the right side of the law, if that's how you choose to play. As of this moment, you've been in the city for seven days, after which you were promised contact from your Johnson's friend with some work for you. You haven't been told any details about your new employer, only that they would contact you today. What sort of work would they have for you down here in a foreign country? If you wind up in a foreign jail, you might never make it home, so you'll have to play it real cool. Get you and your team through the days in one piece so that you can go back home and resume your regular life. Oh, and try not to deal with any dragons.
To keep it short and sweet, this is a Shadowrun RP I got an idea for off the back of another RP that recently got put on hold. It seemed like there was a lot of interest for it, so I put up a thread myself to see how it'll go. The OOC is already up so interested parties can go ahead and apply over there. There's more information over there too, so ask any questions in that thread if you've got any, though I'll be keeping my eye over here as well.
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