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Shadowrun: Moldbylur

I actually have a lot of experience with Shadowrun and a love of the setting.

I created a character that is a Frisco native but also qualified for Sioux citizenship; and used it to get out when he got in trouble with the Japanese Imperial occupation authorities. Once in the NAN, he finished out schooling and went into mandatory military service there; stayed on for longer than the obligatory citizenship tour of a year and was involved in things related to the Crash on the NAN side.

After discharge, also got caught up in the collapse of General Saito's protectorate smuggling in for the Tong and other anti-Japanese California groups in 2068-2069. After it was done, things were hot and he decided to lay low with smaller jobs in a different place, and maybe 'well away from the Japanese sphere of influence" which could explain Reykjavik. In the other RP that didn't launch, this was in Seattle, but I have no problem with him going further afield. I went physad and relatively low-impact in his methodologies; loud and messy isn't his style.

One potential sideline might well be smuggling electronics into the NAN to the powers that be there, because that'd keep him in good odor with the Chiefs.

Shadowrun: Moldbylur

I love Shadowrun too, and I even have a character ready to go that's never been played and only written once.

Weird Roleplay Ideas You're Afraid To Pitch?

The Sci-Fi gladiator thing would be fun-- especially if it were the start of a Spartacus-style revolt.

The Hidden People

Ugh, bummer.

Well, I'll have a post up for the next round then.

Weird Roleplay Ideas You're Afraid To Pitch?

Something involving airship piracy centering around a Nassau-style pirate's republic. Definitely very Guns of Icarus-inspired, and probably my first foray into steampunk.

Shadowed Apotheosis [Sword and Sandals Fantasy-Magical Apocalypse]

Patronymics, maybe?

What about just "the free nation of aevland", I'm just aiming for a trade-dominated nation

@Mercenary Lord

That is acceptable, so are other naming methods. Tribal names, such as Caesar of the Julii, for example. Or Philip of Macedon. Cato Minor. Or just single names like Aristophanes, Euripedes. Sappho of Lesbos. Etc.

The Hidden People

@Aleranicus You still with us? I think we are waiting on you in this. If Parael doesn't off goat boy, Rusty will. :D

Then the other Rusty will happen to be there.

Blackshields: The Horus Heresy [Warhammer 30K]

I apologize for being out a few days. I tried to advance the plot somewhat with Prodigal nearly falling then and there. I feel like he should be tenuous if he continues to be silent and if brothers continue to fall here.

The other question is who has characters left here and where are they?

Blackshields: The Horus Heresy [Warhammer 30K]

The foe was terrible in its strength, and even the wiles of veteran Astartes did not stop one of their own from falling to one of those two-handed blades, leaving a terrible wound and a dead battle-brother as the foe sought another victim.

The intercession of the others helped turn that grim tide; and the fight started to move the other way. All the while, the sounds in his ears and the altered vision, the product of unusual lights and things that flashed around, as vision itself shifted subtly and unpredictably, making one question their balance and, more fundamentally, their sanity. It made the fight with these things even more desperate, as something gnawed at them and laughed all the while, promising them torment, pleasure, power...

He'd heard the seductive likes before and perhaps it was his lot to be eternally tempted. The Primarch had fallen, and perhaps they shared the flaws that made them extra attractive to the things seething out there. Perhaps it was easier to prey on their emotions, knowing they were cast adrift lacking their genetic founder.

Even that doubt was deadly, and caused him to falter a moment, realize his error and come back at the red-skined demon with a roar and a renewed ferocity. It wasn't unthinking fury, but the thought that he was faltering and abandoning his brothers in the fight that carried him through; a chainsword gripped in both hands and brought down into the skull of the thing that he was duelling with, the blades ripping through flesh without remorse, roaring down through horn and bone as he pushed it harder and harder into the thing. The blade might well be ruined in the fight, for chainswords were not invincible, but at least he'd kill the beast. And if it didn't do the job completely, he'd find another way.

He wasn't going to be taken, not this time...

The Hidden People

I'll work out a way to get Bill over to where the rest of them are. Maybe the other Rusty McKenzie is hanging at Sally's.

Edit: ...and recognizes the other Rusty McKenzie for hilarious reasons.