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Like...CerealKiller Hackers?
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Shit, that's every God damn day.
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Former...lots of things on this site. Above all, former RPer/creator.

I'm retired, I'm gone. Keep creating, always.

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"Things have changed, choom. Word on the streets are the corps are starting to fight again, with most the gangs weakened or just considered too much of a liability, Fixers in Night City have more gigs than ever before. The new owner of the Afterlife proved mercs are not to be underestimated any longer; welcome to the golden age of the merc!

Whether it's deckheads, cyborgs, techies, solos, or the odd nomad chasing something besides dust storms and smuggling routes--if you've got the cojones and the skill, legend and eddies are yours for the taking. One gonk move and it can all be over in a flash of gunfire or steel. Think you're ready? Chip on in, choomba, and let's find out."

- Trace Santiago, Night City Leak News



Welcome to the 5th Corporate War, a roleplay set in the cyberpunk dystopian future of Cyberpunk. Each player will be playing a Night City based Merc, though you'll be closer to a Jackie Welles than a Morgan Blackhand. So if you came to feel as bad-ass unstoppable as a Level 50 V from Cyberpunk2077...this is not the game for you. Sorry, choom.

The roleplay is a story driven affair, with plenty of space worked in for some semi-sandbox, create-your-own-storyline type of roleplaying between main Acts of the roleplay's plot. Despite the title of the game you will not be dropped into a red-hot shooting war between out of control corporations. Not to start with, anyway, and I guess we'll just have to see how player choice shapes the in-game universe.

Do you need to know Cyberpunk the RPG, or Cyberpunk Red the RPG for this RP? Nah, that's why I've gone through the corebook of Cyberpunk Red for you. You should probably have played the videogame, Cyberpunk2077 from CD Projekt Red, but hey if you really want to and think you can fake it using YouTube videos and wiki information...who are we to say hell naw?

@Ezekiel and I will be the GMs for this game.

Big thanks to @Hellion for graphics and @Lord Wraith for Character Sheet formatting.




⪭ Site Rules
Follow site rules, obviously, when posting to any of this game's threads.

⪭ GM Decisions
For all aspects of this roleplay, GMs get final say. We'd rather reach a collaborative agreement on any issue where possible rather than issue any unilateral judgment, however, it should be noted. So talk with us if there's an issue or disagreement.

⪭ Character Sheets
Make sure all the required information is on a Character Sheet when submitted for review. If your Character Sheet goes from WIP to Awaiting Review, do let the GMs know.

⪭ Character Sheet Review
It may take some time for your Character Sheet to get reviewed, especially those heavy on equipment and history. Patience is appreciated. Only move your Character Sheet over to the Characters tab after you've been given the okay by a GM.

⪭ Characters
Each character will be a Merc. What your background is, what your skill-set is, even what your equipment/gear/possessions are will largely be up to each player. Our only rule for this is they have to be good enough to get recruited, but not so good they're considered top-tier Mercs. Think Jackie Welles at the start of Cyberpunk2077.

⪭ Character Deaths
Characters can die, don't do something awfully stupid and you should be fine. We're not out to arbitrarily kill anyone's hard-earned character. Do not post killing another PC without the other player and a GM being okay with that before hand.

⪭ Posting Level & Requirements
Casual to High Casual/Advanced/whatever you want to call it these days. Each player will have two weeks to post, with additional time allowances for IRL issues that might arise.

⪭ Equipment
Weapons and gear will follow a tier structure of Basic, Expensive, Luxury/MilSpec. Cyberware will follow a similar tier structure, Basic, Expensive, Luxury/CorpSpec. This will be expanded on in the Character Sheet section.

⪭ Setting Knowledge Requirement
If you've played the game Cyberpunk2077, you know enough about the setting to play this game. If you want you can go find the most recent Cyberpunk RPG corebook, Cyberpunk Red, but it's not necessary.

⪭ Discord
Obviously use this thread for expressing interest and any questions, but if you'd like to live chat with the GMs and other potential players we've thrown up a Discord server you can reach here.

I've been thinking about characters and wanted to run a few by you.

Rage from New Warriors, although reworked as a Super Soldier rather than Toxic Waste exposure

The Golden Dragon, as a pastiche of the Iron Fist gang and the Bronze Tiger character from DC (a Richard Dragon ally/enemy)

Wolverine (because goddam if I don't love me some Wolveriner)


I bet you'd write a good Logan.
@Ruby
Thanks for replying. We do have a discord server, it's linked in the first OOC post.
As for characters I am surprised that you considered Spitfire. I thought that she was too obscure.
As for other recommendations on characters, here is a list.
Classic Avengers:
- Iron Man
- Hulk
- Ant-Man
- Wasp
Powerhouse Avengers:
- Sentry
- She-Hulk
- Hercules
- Ares
Regular Human Avengers:
- Hawkeye
- Mockingbird
- Two-Gun Kid
- Hellcat
Space Related Avengers:
- Darkhawk
- Mantis
- Quasar
- Machine Man

Honestly there a lot more interesting Avengers, but that's just a small sample.


I'm a fairly massive comic nerd who grew up going to old school comic cons.

Pre-cosplay, even. Gasp. I'll give it a hard think and join the server.
Seems like a question better asked to your partners in 1x1 RPs than the whole Guild, tbh.

But...wildly depends on your personal writing style. Whatever works for you. Whatever keeps you writing.
@Ultimate Spidey
You still interested in playing Blink? If you add how she joined the Avengers then she is approved.

@Ruby @Moonlit Ghost @Rekker
Are you guys still interested in participating? We've still got plenty of openings.


Apologies! I just saw this. (I'm way more responsive on Discord.)

THAT is an interesting cast of characters.

I'm not sure I'd know who to throw in that team. If you have any ideas I'm all ears. lol (That only idea that springs to mind is Spitfire.)
What is the status quo of the mutants at the moment?

In other words, are we pre or post Krakoa era?
Events were transpiring in a chaotic sequence. Even given the variables, of which there were near infinite here, this was, as Ben Grimm would say, a shit show. Johnny warned them about the circus being in town even before they touched down. Reed was well aware of the situation on the ground, but it was good Johnny was alert and acting as perimeter already. Ben and Sue were reminiscing about the first time they meet the X-Men, while Reed engaged the automated systems for landing and responded to the demanding voice on radio comms.

"This is S.H.I.E.L.D. Field Command, please identify yourselves."

Reed found himself merely raising an eyebrow, before depressing the button on the side of the microphone he had brought near his mouth. "S.H.I.E.L.D. Field Command, this is Reed Richards of the Fantastic Four," his tone remained neutral, despite his desire to ask them why S.H.I.E.L.D. Field Command couldn't recognize a version of the Fantasticar when it touched down in front of their eyes. The response of the voice began to come through before a shriek pierced through the signal, his ears, and from the judge of it, everyone else's ears.

"Reed!"

Sue's voice was clear to him, leaving him...curious. His neck stretched three feet and craned to the right, looking at the systems monitoring display at the auxiliary station of this reconfigured and more subtle-looking Fantasticar. "The decibels of that noise were off the charts."

"Then if fire is hot, why aren't we burning?"

Ben just looked confused. "...it ain't warm in here, Susie..."

Reed understood her. "If the sound was that loud, and if our sensors measured it correctly, why can we hear? Why aren't our eardrums burst and bleeding? What makes a sound that doesn't follow the scientific laws of nature? Was it the sound? Was it another force at play?"

Sue's head stopped, entranced out the window. "Um."

Reed rotated his neck and stretched the extra five inches in length to get a close view of the front window. "Oh. Ben?"

The first one out of the Fantasticar was Ben Grimm, out the lowered back ramp of the more unified and streamlined design. The orange-brown of the Thing's stone exterior was quickly painted red with laser light as he reached the bottom of the ramp, his only reaction a slow raise of his right hand to take the stub of a cigar burning cherry red as he inhaled one last time, before taking it between two of his stony digits, and flicked it in the general direction of all the armed S.H.I.E.L.D. meat bags. "Heh. You fellas forget what side we're on, or you jus' forget yer manners?"

Sue and Reed were quickly next to Ben, as Johnny landed in full dazzling fiery splendor. "Johnny," was all Sue said. A beat of their hearts later, and the blonde Johnny Storm in dark blue white trimmed Fantastic Four uniform stood where the Human Torch had.

"Relax, everyone, stand down," the red targeting lasers of over a dozen S.H.I.E.L.D. response team members diverted from the Thing when Steve Rogers stepped out of the swirling red-gold energy of a portal conjured by the Sorcerer Supreme that walked just behind Captain America, immediately ignoring the commandos in favor of the giant energy dome that dominated the horizon around them.

"Captain, something is different..." Steven Strange sounded concerned, which made Reed Richards more concerned than he already was. It was never good when Dr. Strange was concerned. Now all that was missing was Valeria calling in with the Future Foundation's analysis to the issue of the Phoenix and Jean Grey. Missing that, Reed just focused on the fact that weapons were still trained on the Fantastic Four and two members of the Avengers who had just shown up. On Captain America. Something was very wrong.

"STAND. DOWN." The command was barked with the full weight and fury of angered authority. Reed recognized the man immediately, though it was noteworthy that Clint Barton was back with S.H.I.E.L.D. in a manner that gave him authority over commando teams. Red dots disappeared and the formation of the fire teams were broken. "Sorry, Cap," Clint and Rogers shook hands, before Clint gave a nod to Strange and turned to face them. "Sorry, Reed. The Acting Director of the National Security Agency is inside that."

That didn't match. "Theodore Bailey is a Deputy Director, Clint."

"Yeah, he was, until the Director was assassinated today and Bailey was next in line. The U.S. is angry and there are serious thoughts the mutants may be playing some 4-D Chess."

Reed couldn't help hide the disappointment in his voice, "Clint, they seriously think the mutants are controlling what's going on here?"

"MUTANTS!"

The shout came from one of the S.H.I.E.L.D. men, the Blackbird of the X-Men came almost silently swooping in from overhead--maybe thirty feet over Reed's head--for a landing adjacent to the Fantasticar. Of all the people Reed expected to see descend from the Blackbird, the very last of those expected was the one Reed ended up seeing. Chaos, indeed, Reed thought to himself as Iron-Man came down the ramp of the Blackbird ahead of a group of overly capable mutants.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. team put every red dot Iron-Man and the mutants. Barton stepped in behind their line of knelt and standing gunmen. "S.H.I.E.L.D. has jurisdiction here, X-Men."

"We are not here as X-Men, Clint Barton," Storm's voice came first as she stepped from behind Stark, eyes sparking and glowing with the brilliant white of lightning, "we are here as Krakoans. Multiple mutants have been trapped within."

"We know," was all Clint gave her, before a slight shake of his head and a look that was sympathetic, "but this is still our jurisdiction."

"Hawkeye, she's IN there, you're not stopping us from being here," the man said, sadly, and with a fanatic's truth behind it.

Clint's face hardened as it looked up to the top of the Blackbird's ramp and regarded Cyclops. "It's about the mutants trapped inside, or a God for mutants Cyclops? Because gotta be honest with you, man, getting kind of tired of this whole firebird cosmic god thing with mutants."

The S.H.I.E.L.D. team re-balanced their weight so they all stood, and threw their weapons at the foot of the Blackbird's ramp, their eyes glazed over with tell-tell emptiness of a mind-controlled by a telepath. Emma Frost's hands rested on her hips as she came to join Cyclops at the top of the Blackbird's ramp. "Jean Grey is no God, you scared silly fool of a man, just an irritating basic American bitch--but she is a mutant, and we ARE staying to ensure the safety of her and all the other mutants present. Do what you must to deal with this reality. Stark? Remove yourself from our ramp. You're leaking on it."
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