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[Shadowrun] Sprawl Stories (Accepting new players!)

You know that feeling? When you stepped out of the back of a van or had to duck to get below something? And you hit your head really hard! Thomas was having that feeling right now, several of them to be fair. Memo to self, do not use Trolls as measurement for your own intoxication. Luckily he had skipped the last couple of round and started with coffee and water, which he could both use at the moment as well. As he got out of bed Thomas decided against open the drapes and instead went into the kitchen to brew a cup'o. Open a cupboard he took the can of instant hot coffee out and pressed the pad at the bottom that made the can heat up. He also took a can of plain water and pressed a similar pad to cool it down. Sipping on both drinks, coffee in the left and the water in the right hand, he started pacing through the mess that was his room. Broken pipes, some clothes and a smear of blood decorated the room. Thomas had already disposed of the body several days ago. The samurai didn't like living in one place for long and thus he sometimes 'borrowed' apartments from his previous contracts. Cheaper than renting, the samurai thought during his morning piss.

After Quicksilver was done pacing and finished his drinks he had a mental list of things to pack and started to do so. He spread his armor out on the bed and laid his katanas next to it. He grabbed a couple of can of drinks, a couple of canned meals and two packets of beef jerkey. Thomas went searching for his cigarettes after that, alas they were gone... A few in my trenchcoat and that it, have to pick a few pack up before arriving at the safe house. As came back from his coat he lit one of the remaining six cigarettes and threw all the food items in a small bag. After that he dumped a couple of his clothes and a couple of those of the previous owner in a backpack and added the small bag of food and drinks to it as well. The compartment behind the clothes and food was already filled with two skintight suits for under the armor, a repair set and two magazines for his handgun. The samurai started getting into the third skintight suit he owned and felt the coldness of the points where the armor was to be attached on his skin. It was quite a hassle to get in on correctly but Thomas was accustomed to it now, after that he open the gas furnace. Once he had the suit on he fashioned a ponytail of his hair and started attaching armor.

After he had also donned the pants, his hakama, and the two katana's the samurai put on his trenchcoat, checked the gun in the chest holster and slung the pack over his shoulder. As he came outside, helmet under his arm, he lit a cigarette and closed the door. The whole apartment was closed off now, the gas still pouring in. The street samurai walked down a couple of flights of stairs and came down to the street. He flicked away his cigarette and put on his helmet. Nothing much to do in the neighborhood, good, let's fire things up a bit shall we? the man thought as he drew his gun and aimed for one of the windows. As the samurai stood close to one of the vehicles he put on his augmented reflexes and shot. The reflexes made him jump into cover straight away, but he could still feel some of the warmth of the explosion. No evidence is good evidence. Nobody had to know that he had been here and the samurai started heading towards the safehouse at an easy pace.

After quite a stroll the samurai ended up in front of the safehouse. It wasn't much, but it would suffice. It is not that he had expected luxury, but he couldn't help hoping for it every time. Inside was even less to write home about except for Red and Lei-Ne. The Elf was also there, so he was the fourth to arrive? "It's me, nothing to worry about there. Its just a hassle dragging this armor around, takes up quite some space, you see." The samurai opened as he saw at least one puzzled look on his current colleges. He removed his helmet and grinned. "I want to start with some good news!" The man continued in a really upbeat voice, "My headache's gone!"

[Shadowrun] Sprawl Stories (Accepting new players!)

BTW, I'm going on a trip this weekend, so It'll be sunday before I can post again. I'm really looking forward to it. We are going to Cologne, so I can finally speak some German again, didn't do that for quite some time now.

Jedenfalls, ich bin Sontags wieder zuruck and schreib dann ein Post. :)

EDIT: Oh, and there's beer, lots of beer :D

[Shadowrun] Sprawl Stories (Accepting new players!)

Typed up something, with a conversation starter. I think we could do a small story, the game was nice, let's get some sleep and started planning post next.

That way we can get on with this and let the rest partake in this :)

I really like that we are getting some more depth into this ;)

[Shadowrun] Sprawl Stories (Accepting new players!)

Thomas accepted the invitation without hesitation. Too bad they weren't actually playing for money, that would have been great for him. Thomas was with his over 30 years of card playing experiencing quite the cardsharp. As Quicksilver sipped his vodka at a rapid pace a couple of hands had been played. Thomas felt the alcohol get to his brain and felt the buzz coming on. He slid down somewhat in his chair and exhaled slowly. The Elf barmaid came in with another round of drinks and Thomas happily accepted, as long as he didn't get too hammered everything would be alright. As Thomas lit another cigarette a new hand was being dealt and Red was explaining some things about the matrix, which was quite interesting. He had a hacker tell him some things about the matrix and the web before, but Thomas had almost stroked out due to all the techno babble. Luckily he could now understand most of what Red was saying. Still doesn't beat a katana though, he thought.

"I tried my hand at hacking one time," Thomas started, they were sharing stories weren't they? "I tried to get into a small company with a couple of programs a buddy of mine, who I didn't really like to begin with, had. Luckily I was using some of his equipment, which was traced... Back to him. So I got in, got traced, got done what had to be done, got out and got away scott free." Thomas grinned, adding, "So, that was my first and my last attempt." He laughed some more and then sighed... I have just been too lucky all my life, this will probably all turn to shit sooner or later. Thomas played with the thought to tell these people some more about his past. It was not as if Doom's date, let's call her his date, would remember any of it.Than again, Quicksilver wasn't a tearjerker... To hell with it! He didn't know if it was the booze or the atmosphere, but Thomas would at least give them something of a background on himself.

"My parents were fucked over by a company when I was a kid. I don't care which company as it doesn't matter anymore. They took out loans and got killed because of it, they were fools. Never write a check your ass can't cash. Anywho, they died, as did my two sisters, and I lived on the streets after that. I became an enforcer for a small syndicate and later quite the accomplished hit man, if I may say so. I started running this game after I got cut down, by Vortex, who had his ass handed to him after my improvements. So how did you guys get into this game?" Thom offered Red another beer, as an invite to talk, and won another hand. Let's see how these people came to be here...

[Shadowrun] Sprawl Stories (Accepting new players!)

I'd like a small poker game, nothing major. One post from the people who are still there, maybe two and then go on with the whole group. I don't want to leave people out of the good stuff of course.

[Shadowrun] Sprawl Stories (Accepting new players!)

Ladies in this day and age apparently love a well-endowed man. So perhaps Doomstride even has an advantage.

Also, posted! Let's grab a couple of drinks in the VIP room and then get over to the actual planning. I'm a little excited, I wonder what is going to happen :)

[Shadowrun] Sprawl Stories (Accepting new players!)

The idea to move on with the planning was not only to Thomas's taste apparently. Lei-Ne also wanted to get a move on, which was nice. Johnson gave the last few pointers to the group and divided the DocWagon bracelets as well as the datachips around. A couple of people already snapped on their bracelet and a few others put them away. Thomas's decided that it would be best to put the bracelet on immediately, because he wasn't too keen on these things and had the tendency to forget where he left them. The datachip he tucked away in his trench-coat that hung over the chair where he had sat earlier. Red asked if everyone could find the safehouse and incorporated a snide comment to Old Soul. "Yes, m'am, will do, without falling on my ass!", Thomas replied while lifting his glass in the magician's direction with a smile. The Elf was apparently busy, as they were often... He left, at which Thomas nodded in the Elf's direction, with the mage in tow. The kid tried to make a recovery with a joke. Thomas couldn't help but smile, he felt kind of sorry for the kid. Luckily not that much, so that was settled. The kid also expressed his 'gratitude', if you would, for the company as he had no choice. Shit, kid, nobody had an easy life, otherwise we wouldn't be here, the samurai thought. "See you tomorrow kid."

The Troll proposed to get more drinks in here and more drinks in the people in the room. "Doom! Could you get me some vodka? Neat?", the samurai answered. He would like a couple of more drinks. Too bad the credits were for the mission and not for getting hammered. As the Troll left the room Thomas turned his attention to the ladies and grinned. "My dear ladies," Thomas started with a hint on drama, "Would you please stay and keep the two of us company. Two gents drinking by themselves if no fair sight, but it could become a lot fairer with the lovely atmosphere of you around." Making a large arm gesture as he finished with a large grin. Before any of the two dames could react the Troll reentered the room with a series of drinks and some girl. The girl looked almost younger than some whiskeys on the tray. Thomas proceeded to reach over to the Troll's smokes and took one. I used to smoke this brand too... Nice, Doomstride, very nice. As Quicksilver lit the cigarette Lei-Ne excused herself with less words than Old Soul and left as well. So, it was the hacker, the Troll, the drunk teen and Thomas in the room. The invitation to stay for a bit and drink some was more than welcome. Thomas diverted his attention to the Troll and asked, "Punks?" The Troll nodded and began telling the story. When he was finished Thomas looked Red in her eyes, "Please stay, otherwise if have to beat up some kids as well, just to get a little attention." He hoped the two saw the humor in it as Quicksilver began to laugh. "I'll join you Troll. Let's see if we can get some cards in here! That way I can earn even more money." He baited.

[Shadowrun] Sprawl Stories (Accepting new players!)

You guys just don't know what you're missing... :)

[Shadowrun] Sprawl Stories (Accepting new players!)

We're back online again... Again... I'm typing up something in the morning. Still tired from yesterday, moved a friend of mine halfway across the country. Which is about an hour's drive. The Netherlands, but than again, weed is legal :D

Greetings from the forests of Albion

OOC chatter is mostly in OOCs, as the name inplies... That being said, just start an RP of your interest, the OOC chatter will come ;)