Lilian grinned a bit a shiver running up her spine as she felt the blades graze across her ribs, with a forward motion her blade came to bear and the blade missed but the power field did not. A hiss sounded and then a burst of flames surrounded the assassin’s head a scream issuing for only a moment before she fell to the ground dead. Lilian stood there a moment in taking in the sweet victory. Even as she did so she could feel the wounds on her chest healing a bit and stop bleeding as well as the one on her head. With a easy movement she sheathed her sword pulled her combat knife free and sawed off the woman’s head and still smoking placed it on a spike on her trophy rack. At this point she began to try and carve the woman up into a makeshift shield, but failed terribly as she butchered the flesh and made the body useless. Standing up with her armor covered in gore and the pile of flesh and guts that no longer resembled a human. Sliding her knife back into it’s sheath she hears a noise.
Turning she sees a hole in the floor from metal punctures and peeks into it. Below she sees soldiers and a officer directing them, a idea pops into her head and she backs up and fires into the punctures with her bolt creating a larger hole that she tosses a krak grenade into. Upon the resulting explosion she looks down and sees the officer is gone and a huge hole in the floor, as the startled soldiers begin to draw their weapons she jumps through the holes and injures her leg as she lands. She finds herself surrounded by a horde of imperial soldiers, with a single movement she pulls the pin on a frag grenade that blows all soldiers near her to pieces leaving her untouched, but as she fights swinging her power sword through the rows and rows of soldiers, then a single shot is fired and her head jerks and a hole can be seen burnt right through her visor blood pours from the hole and she drops on the floor with a thud. A single storm trooper walks through the rows of men surprised that his shot had done so well.
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Welcome to the world of Shadowrun, where massive Megacorporations control the world and fantasy has come to life in a futuristic age. Metahumans live alongside humans and wars take place in the streets daily between gangs and Corporations. The only thing standing in the way of complete chaos are the experts of the shady undworld known as Shadow Runners. You will take up the role of one of these Shadow Runners and embark on a journey of epic proportions as your contracts and your fellow team members take you different places.
This is a interest check for a Shadowrun Tabletop RP, we will be using 4th Edition rules and books. If you are interested please say so! If you don’t have the books hop on IRC or send me a PM and I can help you get rather easily at no cost to you! This will be a fun game with a pretty deep story, and a few good players have already given me their commitment to it.
We will be using Orokos.com for rolling dice, the campaign name (to put in the campaign slot when rolling) will be Shadowrun Tokyo. Everyone will start off with 400 Buy Points and everyone will have been in Tokyo for a good year or so and be established as a decent shadowrunner. You won’t be anything elite mind you, but you’ll be a good few steps ahead of a ganger.
Special GM Rules. I do a background flaw, there will be SIX of them just like there will only be SIX open slots for this RP, so if you show interest be damn sure you’re gonna stick around.
The Flaws will be as follows. Greed, Skeletons, Blast from The Past, Scoundrel, Narc, and The Used. I won’t give anymore information on them other than their names. To find out who gets what everyone will roll a 1d10 and from highest to lowest everyone will get to pick their flaw, and then I will tell you what it is in private.
[NOTE!!! ALL JAPANESE ITEM PURCHASES WILL BE A 10% DISCOUNT! TAK THIS INTO ACCOUNT WHEN PURCHASING EQUiPMENT ]
(Please do not post your CS until the OOC is up and then post it in the OOC )
The attack had been unexpected, but Lilian had been alive far to long to let something like this attack from the darkness hurt her. She stumbled away feeling the blood drip down inside her helmet down her face and a sneer came across her lips. Turning she breathed heavily intot he chaos warped Sororitas armor and her own power sword slid free coming to life in her hands. She growled heavily and rolled her neck a audible popping echoing down the hallway they were in. The lenses on her helmet came to life with a dark purple and seemed to almost glow brightly in the darkness giving everything a eerie hue.
With two heavy steps forward her blade slashed through the air leaving a glowing trail as it moved, she felt the blade in her hands ache for for the taste of the assassin’s blood. Lilian was true with her strike the blade seeming to move even as the assassin tried to dance away catching the death cult at the ashoulder and slashing down across the chest to the bottom of the ribs. There was a sizzling left behind and smoke rose from the power sword where the blood that splattered upon it was burned away. A deep furrow from the blade on the assassin’s chest was left before as Lilian stood there staring at her waiting to see what happened next.
With two heavy steps forward her blade slashed through the air leaving a glowing trail as it moved, she felt the blade in her hands ache for for the taste of the assassin’s blood. Lilian was true with her strike the blade seeming to move even as the assassin tried to dance away catching the death cult at the ashoulder and slashing down across the chest to the bottom of the ribs. There was a sizzling left behind and smoke rose from the power sword where the blood that splattered upon it was burned away. A deep furrow from the blade on the assassin’s chest was left before as Lilian stood there staring at her waiting to see what happened next.
Lilian Kesper looked to her surroundings, the two warships having fully collided and, no doubt, leading to warfare and other such actions that would be made to secure one ship, or the other, for the glory of their respective leaders. The section that Lilian was currently in was a heavily damaged section, with both ships having their hulls fused and twisted together at this point into an effectively new section of both ships, with access to both ships more than readily available from this position. That certainly made things easy for the veteran, who would have easy access to her hated enemies aboard the Imperial vessel, which she wasted no real time in boarding across the ruined section of the ship, careful not to injure herself on any protruding parts or uneven sections of metal, even power armor could be impaled on such things, after all.
Lilian would find herself in some sort of maintenance tunnel or another thing along its design and use, and though she was more than ready for it, there wasn't a soul standing against her in this section. She suspected they had probably already answered the more obvious invasions into their vessel, or were engaging in their own onto the Chaos vessel she had been riding along with. While that made her arrival into this section of the ship easy, it hardly was what she was here to do, hang around some apparently now forgotten maintenance tunnel and wait out whatever was going to happen between the two vessels, she had more than a few things she herself needed to attend to within this vessel, she had enemies to dispatch, and other such things to do, after all.
So Lilian marched down into the tunnel, shoulders of her power armor scraping against the walls at many points, sometimes causing the veteran to have to turn her shoulders slightly to actually fit within the tunnel she was working her way down. This, of course, meant most folks couldn't fit more than single file as well, since even without power armor, Lilian would have been working down this tunnel single file if she had been entering the Imperial vessel with companions anyways. The power armor just made things a bit more snug than normal, nothing that she couldn't handle, no doubt, so she continued to make her way down the tunnel, ready for trouble that needed dispatched, no matter how troublesome it may be to deal with in this tunnel, depending on the threat.
Lilian would find herself in some sort of maintenance tunnel or another thing along its design and use, and though she was more than ready for it, there wasn't a soul standing against her in this section. She suspected they had probably already answered the more obvious invasions into their vessel, or were engaging in their own onto the Chaos vessel she had been riding along with. While that made her arrival into this section of the ship easy, it hardly was what she was here to do, hang around some apparently now forgotten maintenance tunnel and wait out whatever was going to happen between the two vessels, she had more than a few things she herself needed to attend to within this vessel, she had enemies to dispatch, and other such things to do, after all.
So Lilian marched down into the tunnel, shoulders of her power armor scraping against the walls at many points, sometimes causing the veteran to have to turn her shoulders slightly to actually fit within the tunnel she was working her way down. This, of course, meant most folks couldn't fit more than single file as well, since even without power armor, Lilian would have been working down this tunnel single file if she had been entering the Imperial vessel with companions anyways. The power armor just made things a bit more snug than normal, nothing that she couldn't handle, no doubt, so she continued to make her way down the tunnel, ready for trouble that needed dispatched, no matter how troublesome it may be to deal with in this tunnel, depending on the threat.
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The twin assassins had remained silent and unnoticed within the transport, remaining seated opposing each other while the chatter and interactions of the others mattered little to either of them currently. They were both prepared for the warzone already, then again, to find these Assassins unprepared for war was a rarity, to say the least. The Callidus had her blade and Nueral Shredder ready the moment they disembarked, naturally fading into the shadows despite the blue glow cast by the Inquisitor's blade. The Vindicare was also sticking to the shadows, Exitus rifle ready for trouble of any sort, should it show up in the tunnel well before they were expecting it. The Calldius responded to her orders, replying to the Inquisitor's mental orders with a reply on a private channel, no sound emitting from her mask. [b ]"Permission to terminate the Sister should she disobey orders, rather than report, or terminate should she show signs of heretical behavior."[/b ] Regardless of the Inquisitor's response, she would become a shadow unseen, fading into the surroundings as easily as one would vanish into a crowd on a busy hive street.
When the band reached the fighting, multiple actions took place between the two assassins. The Callidus was not to be seen by anyone or anything, the chaos of the fighting swallowing up any actions that she herself could not hide, which were few and far in between, and followed her orders to the letter, being no more than a shadow that followed Mary wherever her path may take her, sticking to the ruined buildings and other such things to avoid detection, while the few cultists within these buildings would never know what happened, their ends being met on silent blades, the Ctan Phase Blade making short work of any rudimentary armor they might have worn, while the Neural Shredder was as lethal as always, turning the cultists that met its sting into little more than seizing husks on the ground, or outright dead from the overload of their nervous systems, although none of this would be audible under normal circumstances, let alone those of a war torn Hive. She was well experienced in her work, and discovery would not be due to any action of her own.
The Vindicare, knowing she was lacking explicit orders for a good reason, took to her own path, vanishing from the planes of reality like the slain daemon corpses were at the feet of the Interrogator. In addition, sharp eyed observers would see Chaos leaders and archons that attempted to rally the heretic forces fall again, dead from a round that took them at the base of the neck, instantly silencing and slaying them before they could affect any sort of battle order to respond to the new threat. Meanwhile, she was moving from ruined building to building, using new vantage points to pick off high value targets, her Exitus rifle hitting and slaying each foe that danced into the scope in one round, and several heavy weapon teams would also fall silent thanks to her Rifle, spitting death into the enemies of the Imperium from hidden places, safe from retribution for now, picking off high value targets that were otherwise inconvenient to be eliminated by more traditional tactics, freeing the Inquisitor's psychic assaults for more enticing targets that were reachable by his powers, without undue strain.
When the band reached the fighting, multiple actions took place between the two assassins. The Callidus was not to be seen by anyone or anything, the chaos of the fighting swallowing up any actions that she herself could not hide, which were few and far in between, and followed her orders to the letter, being no more than a shadow that followed Mary wherever her path may take her, sticking to the ruined buildings and other such things to avoid detection, while the few cultists within these buildings would never know what happened, their ends being met on silent blades, the Ctan Phase Blade making short work of any rudimentary armor they might have worn, while the Neural Shredder was as lethal as always, turning the cultists that met its sting into little more than seizing husks on the ground, or outright dead from the overload of their nervous systems, although none of this would be audible under normal circumstances, let alone those of a war torn Hive. She was well experienced in her work, and discovery would not be due to any action of her own.
The Vindicare, knowing she was lacking explicit orders for a good reason, took to her own path, vanishing from the planes of reality like the slain daemon corpses were at the feet of the Interrogator. In addition, sharp eyed observers would see Chaos leaders and archons that attempted to rally the heretic forces fall again, dead from a round that took them at the base of the neck, instantly silencing and slaying them before they could affect any sort of battle order to respond to the new threat. Meanwhile, she was moving from ruined building to building, using new vantage points to pick off high value targets, her Exitus rifle hitting and slaying each foe that danced into the scope in one round, and several heavy weapon teams would also fall silent thanks to her Rifle, spitting death into the enemies of the Imperium from hidden places, safe from retribution for now, picking off high value targets that were otherwise inconvenient to be eliminated by more traditional tactics, freeing the Inquisitor's psychic assaults for more enticing targets that were reachable by his powers, without undue strain.
I actually play a customer chapter of space marines.. Which is the ones i have in my force in thsi RP : D
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