ShadowRun: Novatech Heist

[SterlingRat]

For game rules and back story, please see the orther Shadowrun (http://www.warboards.org/showthread.php?t=2591) Thread.

ShadowRun Job Offer

Location: Denver, The Treaty City (Formerly Denver, Colorado)
Payout: 75,000 to 150,000 Nuyen
Employer: The Triad.
Mission: One of our inside contacts at a Novatech plant in Denver has discovered a weakness in the system and we now have a prime opportunity to exploit it. On Thursday at 8:00 am (that is 10 days from the time of this post) a truck will leave the Novatech factory in Denver headed for the elven nation or Tir'Na'Nog. On that truck, among the other mundane cargo, we have confirmed that one of the boxes will contain 10 of the new Novatech Slimcase-10 Cyberdecks. These decks are the new 'top of the line' in decking and in research, and retail value is over 50,000 Nuyen each. We want you to highjack that truck before it ever leaves Denver, and we will pay standard fencing money (1/4 retail value) for each deck you bring us, the truck and any other cargo on board will also be yours.
Layout: This job can be performed anywhere within the city of Denver, between the Novatech plant and the airport. Denver is the perfect city for a job such as this: During the last American War, the Confederated American States (CAS), Native American Nations (NAN), and the United Canadian and American States (UCAS) fought over most of the western North American continent. When a cease-fire was finally reached, the city of Denver was made into a Treaty City and became sort of like Berlin after World War Two, Except Berlin only had one wall.... and it pretty much stayed where it was.
Denver was actually split into thirds, with the UCAS, CAS, and NAN all having one third of the city as sovereign territory. What that means is that the CAS police force cannot cross into UCAS territory without risking an international incident. Political tensions being what they are today between the UCAS and the CAS, anyone crossing the borders had better be a smuggler or have permission. And that is where Novatech made the mistake that will cost them 10 Slimcases.
Please post your resume to recieve full details of this opportunity

Signed:
Mr Johnson, Triad

[Whiteknight]

(OOC: So does this mean I have to complete the first Shadowrun before I can join another one?)

[Dark_Soul74]

Can I make a second character?

[SterlingRat]

(OOC: I would prefer you not use the same character, but you can create another character for this one if you like. There is only 1 "ShadowRun" world, and I may be linking several jobs together in the future. For that reason, try to make a character participate in only 1 shadowrun at a time. )

[Dark_Soul74]

(OOC: I can multitask. :))

Name: Nagaretsu
Age: 37 years
Type: Mage(Specializes in fire)
Equipment: Blood red vest, steel scale layer underneath vest, loose black pants of an unknown material, and a steel staff with a gem placed onto the end and ornate embossings of fire.
Background: Nagaretsu lived normally as a civilian in an Irish village, free of both magic and implants. Born without magic, and living in magic-based Ireland, he was raised as a farmer. A rogue adept summoned a storm of immense power, both natural and magical. This storm brewed in the skies, spreading fear to the section of Ireland it was isolated in. Lightning spewed forth, burning the land and people, the storm too far in its construction to stop, you could only let its course run through. Nagaretsu had been taking sanctuary in a cave on the side of a large hill, until the rain flooded the land, and Nagaretsu was forced to move uphill. Lightning rained from the heavens, striking him, burning the land around him, the rain vanishing as it hit. The magic of the storm thundered through him, causing irreversible damage to his mind. Upon awakening, he had forgotten all his past life, incurably insane. A thirst for fire flooded his being. He fled Ireland to the states, and went through his existence filling his desires by doing shadowruns, burning whoever came in his path.

[ShawnManX]

/me moves his character over from the first Shadow run.

[Nostradamus]

Nickname: Crash Override (Given to him by Don Julio)

Sex:Male

Age:19

Class: Decker

Equipment: Custom Built Cyberdeck. Hacking Equipment. Slienced custom made pistol. Multi functional belt. GPS System. Pocket Computer. Fibrewire. Long Ranged multi functional scope with tripod. Custom version of a W2000 Sniper Rifle.

Appearence: Crash is tall with brown spikey hair and black sunglasses. He wears a long leather coat, black jeans, black boots with soft soles for stealthy movement and a black top with a suit of kevlar underneath. He wears black gloves with very grippy fingers and palms so he can climb when grappling with his belt, and also leave no fingerprints. His black belt has a long metal wire within it which he can use for grappling or strangling someone. Attached to his belt is a silcened custom made pistol. In an inside pocket of his jacket he keeps a GPS device, a pocket PC, an electronic scope, paralyzing darts (for his pistol) and extra ammo. Also attached to his belt is a bottle of Chloroform and a scrap of cloth. Strpped to his back under his jacket is his Cyberdeck protected with a kevlar vest. In his other inside pocket he has repairing devices for his cyberdeck. All his equipment is like this as he uses stealth all the time and beleives a gun fight should be a last resort.

Background: Born on the streets he was brought up with the Mafia of Don Julio. They tried to make him a hardened Street Samurai buty realised that he would be better utilising stealth and so they set him on the road to becoming a Decker. At the age of 15 he was given his equipment and told that he would the greatest and most feared Decker ever. When he was 17 the Yakuza came and killed his fellow mafia members. Crash ran deep into the city and stayed there, living off robberies and rats. He found an old unused telephone box in a small stinking allyway. Thats were he began Decking again. Until one day........

Crash was sitting down decking when a message came up on his screen,




ShadowRun Job Offer



Location: Denver, The Treaty City (Formerly Denver, Colorado)

Payout: 75,000 to 150,000 Nuyen

Employer: The Triad.

Mission: One of our inside contacts at a Novatech plant in Denver has discovered a weakness in the system and we now have a prime opportunity to exploit it. On Thursday at 8:00 am (that is 10 days from the time of this post) a truck will leave the Novatech factory in Denver headed for the elven nation or Tir'Na'Nog. On that truck, among the other mundane cargo, we have confirmed that one of the boxes will contain 10 of the new Novatech Slimcase-10 Cyberdecks. These decks are the new 'top of the line' in decking and in research, and retail value is over 50,000 Nuyen each. We want you to highjack that truck before it ever leaves Denver, and we will pay standard fencing money (1/4 retail value) for each deck you bring us, the truck and any other cargo on board will also be yours.

Layout: This job can be performed anywhere within the city of Denver, between the Novatech plant and the airport. Denver is the perfect city for a job such as this: During the last American War, the Confederated American States (CAS), Native American Nations (NAN), and the United Canadian and American States (UCAS) fought over most of the western North American continent. When a cease-fire was finally reached, the city of Denver was made into a Treaty City and became sort of like Berlin after World War Two, Except Berlin only had one wall.... and it pretty much stayed where it was.

Denver was actually split into thirds, with the UCAS, CAS, and NAN all having one third of the city as sovereign territory. What that means is that the CAS police force cannot cross into UCAS territory without risking an international incident. Political tensions being what they are today between the UCAS and the CAS, anyone crossing the borders had better be a smuggler or have permission. And that is where Novatech made the mistake that will cost them 10 Slimcases.

Please post your resume to recieve full details of this opportunity



Signed:

Mr Johnson, TriadCrash had heard of these Shadowrunners and had always wanted to prove himself as one. He read the letter fully and replied saying he would take the job.

[Vhaeraun]

Name: The Shadow
----->Likes to be Called: Shadow, Slient Death
Age: 29
Class: Adept
Equipment: Dual Scimitars; Black overcoat that reaches the floor; Vest of light Kevlar
Bio: When his parents were killed, Shadow turned to Shadowruns as an escape from reality. He chose the name "Shadow" when he completed an entire run without one death or detection. His outfit was designed over the course of 3 years. During that time, he chose new additions to it on different runs.

The Shadow was relaxing after a recent run, when he heard a distinctive beep. He stood, & walked to his computer, where it was flashing "You Have 1 New Message." He input the long sreies of inscriptions & read the offer:


ShadowRun Job Offer

Location: Denver, The Treaty City (Formerly Denver, Colorado)
Payout: 75,000 to 150,000 Nuyen
Employer: The Triad.
Mission: One of our inside contacts at a Novatech plant in Denver has discovered a weakness in the system and we now have a prime opportunity to exploit it. On Thursday at 8:00 am (that is 10 days from the time of this post) a truck will leave the Novatech factory in Denver headed for the elven nation or Tir'Na'Nog. On that truck, among the other mundane cargo, we have confirmed that one of the boxes will contain 10 of the new Novatech Slimcase-10 Cyberdecks. These decks are the new 'top of the line' in decking and in research, and retail value is over 50,000 Nuyen each. We want you to highjack that truck before it ever leaves Denver, and we will pay standard fencing money (1/4 retail value) for each deck you bring us, the truck and any other cargo on board will also be yours.
Layout: This job can be performed anywhere within the city of Denver, between the Novatech plant and the airport. Denver is the perfect city for a job such as this: During the last American War, the Confederated American States (CAS), Native American Nations (NAN), and the United Canadian and American States (UCAS) fought over most of the western North American continent. When a cease-fire was finally reached, the city of Denver was made into a Treaty City and became sort of like Berlin after World War Two, Except Berlin only had one wall.... and it pretty much stayed where it was.
Denver was actually split into thirds, with the UCAS, CAS, and NAN all having one third of the city as sovereign territory. What that means is that the CAS police force cannot cross into UCAS territory without risking an international incident. Political tensions being what they are today between the UCAS and the CAS, anyone crossing the borders had better be a smuggler or have permission. And that is where Novatech made the mistake that will cost them 10 Slimcases.
Please post your resume to recieve full details of this opportunity

Signed:
Mr Johnson, Triad


The Shadow replied readily to this new message, & went to sleep soon after.

[ShawnManX]

Character:

Name: Shawn Valley
Gender: Male
Occupation: Refuse, and utility truck driver.
Age: 19
Class: Rigger

Equipment:

Weapon: Semi-automatic Shotgun, small calibre, nickel plated handgun handed down from his father.
Clothing: Typical grunge outfit, Denim overalls stained brown, work gloves, usually shirtless, heavy black boots, goggles to keep trash out of his eyes.
Appearance: Shawn is Caucasian, with golden blond hair, and an intensely blue right eye, his left eye was replaced with his VCR(Vehicle Controll rig) I/O jack, specializes in the operation of the mammoth 4 kilometre long garbage trucks used by the various corporations to remove waste from the archologies.

Intro:

Shawn connected his VCR to the dashboard of the trash rig, and accessed his profile on the DDH(Denver Data Haven.)
"One new message," a female voice announced. Shawn decided to open it, it was from an employer he desperatly needed a job from and was his last hope of getting the 10,000 Nuyen he was short to drive his way out of this damned city. However at the sight of the subject of the message, Shawn broke down in tears. "We're sorry to inform you, Mr. Valley that..." Was as far as he read before Shawn tore the cable from his eye socket. The pain was immense, and Shawn passed out.

Awakening from the blackness Shawn found himself lying face down in a puddle of blood next to his truck. Looking up at the beast of a machine which Shawn had spent so many years painting, and maintaining, tears welled up in his eyes. "I'm goign to have to sell her," he thought, lost in his own helpless situation. Shawn and his father had constructed the cabin of the rig when Shawn was 12, and together they purchased the seperate holding containers, it was when Shawn was 15 that he was first able to drive it, and he got his implants. And it was while Shawn was away on his first job that his father had died, reading a book, in the big armchair in the livingroom, a bullet hole the size of a grape in his forhead. Of course the culprit had never been officially found, but Shawn had a good idea who it was.

There was a bike gang in the area notorious for heinous deeds like this one, and this time they would not escape unpunnished. The gang was a viscious bunch of thieves and swindlers, however they were in need of a rigger as they were short one driver for their raids. This is where Shawn inserted himself into the group, and found he had a natural knack for motorcycles. by the age of 18 Shawn was high enough within their organisation that he could request a private meeting with the boss, and it was at this meeting, in the location Shawn had specifide, that he exacted his revenge.

The leader of the biker's, Rickardo, AKA, Smooze, arrived on scedule, and Shawn took invited him into the abandoed apartment complex Shawn had been claiming was his home. Up to the 11th floor Shawn led the bastard up, and invited him to take a seat. There was only one chair in the room, the chair Shawn's father had been killed in. Shawn watched the man's eyes widen with fear as he saw the chair and reached for his gun.

"I said, TAKE A GOD DAMN SEAT!" Shawn yelled, as menacingly as possible, raising Smooze's gun, level with his forehead. "It's about time I returned the favor."

A loud bang echoed accross the rotten land, and bikers swarmed into the abandoned complex. However all they found there was their leader shot through the head. Shawn had set up ropes and had traversed all the way down the out side of the building, he had reversed the locks on all the doors in the entire building, and had drenched the entire thing, from ceiling to floor with the last of the gasoline from the gas station his father had run. Lighting a match Shawn lit the trail of gasoline at his feet. The flame sped off to the building 20 metres awak and engulphed it in flame. The terrifired shreiks of those inside permeated the sticky brown landscape.

Shawn thought back to the time he had spent with his father working on the truck and decided that he could never part with her. He reconnected to the DDH and ran a frantic search fro jobs. There was only one which promised the neccessary cash.

Shadowrun Job Offer!

Location: Seattle Arcology (formerly Seattle Washington)
Payout: 50,000 Nuyen (25,000 Nuyen bonus offered)
Employer: Earth-First, an international Eco-activist organization
Mission: Renraku, one of the Big Seven Mega-Corps, is opening a new nuclear power plant to challenge the current monopoly of another Mega-Corp, Yamatetsu, which has been the only supplier of electicity for the past several years. Earth-First has uncovered what they believe to be dangerous and sub-standard building practices that were used during construction. In order to have the Corporate Courts revoke their building rights, Earth-First is offering a sabotage contract on the facility. It must be done within 7 days, before the plant is brought online. Any attemted sabotage after the plant is online runs the risk of dangerous fallout. There is an additional 25,000 Nuyen offered for the personel files housed in the mainframe, either copied onto a memmory chip or simply steal the hard drive from the mainframe itself.
Layout: The site is in a secluded valley miles outside the city. Yamatetsu Security forces are putting on a good show of force at the site. At any given time, there are two active security squads on premesis, and all are armed and armored with the latest weapons and body armor. Security cameras and motion detectors are planted around the perimeter as well.

Interested parties please post your resume.

Signed:
Mr. Johnson, Earth-First

Shawn was about to reply when a second message was added just below the first. All that the new message contained was a link. Shawn decided to follow the link in another window, and went back to writing his reply.

He was about to hit the post button when the thread about the job was closed.

No surprise, it had probably been filled already, and threads about jobs for shadow runners were often closed, then deleted in order to keep the employers and the shadowrunners secure. Shawn switched windows to the link, which was rapidly forwarding him to pages which forwarded him again and then self deleted.

Finally after about an hour of forwarding one window remained, in it was a job description.

ShadowRun Job Offer

Location: Denver, The Treaty City (Formerly Denver, Colorado)
Payout: 75,000 to 150,000 Nuyen
Employer: The Triad.
Mission: One of our inside contacts at a Novatech plant in Denver has discovered a weakness in the system and we now have a prime opportunity to exploit it. On Thursday at 8:00 am (that is 10 days from the time of this post) a truck will leave the Novatech factory in Denver headed for the elven nation or Tir'Na'Nog. On that truck, among the other mundane cargo, we have confirmed that one of the boxes will contain 10 of the new Novatech Slimcase-10 Cyberdecks. These decks are the new 'top of the line' in decking and in research, and retail value is over 50,000 Nuyen each. We want you to highjack that truck before it ever leaves Denver, and we will pay standard fencing money (1/4 retail value) for each deck you bring us, the truck and any other cargo on board will also be yours.
Layout: This job can be performed anywhere within the city of Denver, between the Novatech plant and the airport. Denver is the perfect city for a job such as this: During the last American War, the Confederated American States (CAS), Native American Nations (NAN), and the United Canadian and American States (UCAS) fought over most of the western North American continent. When a cease-fire was finally reached, the city of Denver was made into a Treaty City and became sort of like Berlin after World War Two, Except Berlin only had one wall.... and it pretty much stayed where it was.
Denver was actually split into thirds, with the UCAS, CAS, and NAN all having one third of the city as sovereign territory. What that means is that the CAS police force cannot cross into UCAS territory without risking an international incident. Political tensions being what they are today between the UCAS and the CAS, anyone crossing the borders had better be a smuggler or have permission. And that is where Novatech made the mistake that will cost them 10 Slimcases.
Please post your resume to recieve full details of this opportunity

Signed:
Mr Johnson, Triad

The job was paying alot more than the first, and rightfully so, this one looked like there was alot riding on it, and the Triads were known for being rutheless in the punishment of those who they felt were substandard. Thinking carefull about it before replying, Shawn decided to take the job, having spending money for once you leave this ill forsaken place is never a bad thing.

[SterlingRat]

Replies have been sent to Shawn Valley, The Shadow, Crash Override and Nagaretsu from Mr Johnson, Triad.

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Dear Sirs,
Pre-run meeting will be held in three days at a club called the 'Busted Dollar'* in downtown UCAS-Denver. Meeting will begin at 8:00 PM, tell the bouncer at the door you are with the 'Triangle' party and you will be directed to the meeting room.

Weapons are strictly controlled at this facility. Come armed at your own risk, and know that any disruption at the meeting will cause this offer to be terminated.

I look forward to working with you.

Signed;
Mr Johnson, Triad.
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*Referencing the old United States monetary unit, the Dollar, which lost all value with the adoption of Nuyen as the global monetary unit.

(OOC: I will post all the intel you will have available tonight. For right now, just show up at the bar. The Busted Dollar is a tecno-blues club and known runner hang-out with a good rep for both safety and discretion. Private meeting rooms in the back are used for this kind of meeting all the time, so any checking on it should calm any fears. Mr Johnson, in this instance, is a former runner himself that has moved up in the Triad... he will be wearing an expensive business suit custom tailored to fit over Cyberware arms.)

Character Notes:
Nagaretsu (OOC: Dark_Soul74) sounds like he would make a terrific Shaman instead of a mage. they have basically the same kinds of powers except a Shaman manipulates magic by 'feel' where a mage casts set spells. they are equally powerful, but as your character was never trained as a mage, he sounds more like a shaman. There is a idol spirit known as the 'Fire-Bringer', or you follow the Wyrm totem, or even the Nature totem of the sun or lightning. send me a PM if you want more info on one of the totems, or you could stay as a mage.

[Vhaeraun]

The Shadow hears another beep at his computer, & goes & pulls up the Email service on his computer, & sees that he got a reply from Mr. Johnson, saying that he got the job.

"Ok. I have 3 days to get to "The Busted Dollar." There, I say I am with the 'Triangle' party. Gotcha. Now, I must go see a few people about some guns."

[Nostradamus]

Crash got the message about the meeting in the 'Busted Dollar' and that he had got the job. Therefore he made a quick deck and made a bank machine spit out a ton of money. With this he went to buy equipment. Crash walked down the many allyways until he came to a small shop that was very hard to notice, he pushed open the metal door and a gun was immediatly pointed to his head
"Who are you?"
"Crash Overide"
"Prove it."
Crash got out his deck.
"So you are Crash! "
The man lowered his gun "What are you lookin for"
"I need fibrewire that cannot be detected by security, a custom version of the W2000 Sniper Rifle and a small tripod for this scope" He holds up the scope.
"Okay melad."
The man walkes into the back room. Crash looks aroung the cramped, dark shop. The room was small and square with black walls and mould and wallpaper peeling off. The counter was small and had a tiny cash machine with receipts and cheques nailed to it. Suddenely, the shopowner came back from the room carrying all three items.
"Thatll be 1000 nyuen!"
Crash thought how amazingly cheap this was but he bought it all the same. Crash handed over the money, stepped outside, put the tripod in an inside coat pocket, the fibrewire in his boot and he strapped the rifle to his back. After this he walked on to find out where the Busted Dollar was.

[Vhaeraun]

The Shadow stepped into the dusty store. He looked around & thought, "Where is he when you need him?"

All of a sudden, The Shadow gets tackled from behind. There is a small struggle, & The Shadow calmly stated to the small figure, "Now, now. Is that anyway to treat an old friend?"

The figure stopped squirming, & screamed, "The Shadow! Oh thank GOD it's you! They're after me! Gotta get outta here fast!"

The Shadow pinned the tiny man to the floor & asked, "WHO is after you? If you tell me, I might be able to help."

The man hopped up, & said hurriedly, "Nope. Mustn't bring you into this mess. Now, are you here for something, or did you stop by to say hi?"

The Shadow said, "I am here for supplies. I have..." The tiny man cut him off, saying, "See? I knew it. I knew you were here for something. What do ya need, sonny?"

The Shadow states, "I need to 'borrow' a new vest of kevlar. My own was kinda shot up on my last run. I also need enough guns to fill my pockets, yet not weigh me down. And, just for the hell of it, I would like to take THAT," The Shadow points over the man's head, & the man says, "How did I know you were going to say that? Alright, give me a few moments," the man walks into the back room, & walks out minutes later wheeling a cart of guns, & holding an odd-looking suit. The man explains, "Okay. Take as many guns as you want. This little thing I made will work wonders for you..." The man tells The Shado about the features of this suit. Afterwards, The Shadow goes to the back room, & puts on the suit, which fits him perfectly, then The Shadow takes around 50,000 nuyens worth of weaponry, & leaves.

[Dark_Soul74]

(OOC: Ok, I'll be a Shaman worshipping the 'Fire-Bringer'. Makes more sense, I guess. :) Argh, my head is spinning from the 27 cups of soda I chugged... )

Nagaretsu strolled to the 'Busted Dollar', everything he touched igniting into flame, an interesting trick he had learned. He followed the instructions, entered, and was soon led to the private room. The room had a candle in it, which he quickly chose a seat next to. He would have to wait for the rest, and patience was not his strong suit.

[Vhaeraun]

*3 days later*

The Shadow walks up silently to 'The Busted Dollar' & the bouncer sees him seconds from the door.

The Shadow calmly walks to the bouncer & says, "I'm with the Triangle party," the bouncer hears those words, & his eyes get big, & he hurriedly steps out of the way. The Shadow says as he walks past (with a bit of sarcasm in his tone, "Thank You."

The Shadow walks to the room, & sees Nargaretsu sitting by the only light source.

"Ah, a fellow runner. Do you have any idea who else might show up?"

[ShawnManX]

Shawn recieved the reply, and decided he would make himself presentable. After three days of intenseive personal hygene, one would never suspect Shawn was a worker from this dump. Shawn went to an upstairs clost on the third day, the hallway light in this part of the house never worked and the area was pitrch black, but Shawn knew where the door was. The light at the far end of the hall reflected off the plastic encasing the dry cleaned suit Shawn's father had been supposedly burried in.

(OOC: I'll get to the meeting tomorrow, I'm exhausted after work though.)

[Whiteknight]

(OOC: Damn, I guess that means I'm too late.

Ah well, that's what you get for waiting so long...)

[Nostradamus]

*3 days later*
Crash walked up to the door of the Busted Dollar, told the bouncers that he was with the Tirangle party, walked into the room and stood in the darkest corner. He saw that three others had arrived.
"Hmmm." He thought "This is going to be difficult seeing as so many people had to come!"

[Vhaeraun]

The Shadow says, to his three other companions, "So, it said anything else on the truck would be ours. What else might be on that truck?"

[SterlingRat]

"Thank you for coming. I am sure you have read the initial report in the job offer, please pay attention as I elaborate. I do not wish to repeat myself.

"The Confederated States of America, the CAS, has employed the private security firm called 'Lone Star' to provide security for this transport. As I am sure you are aware, Lone Star is the bane of all ShadowRuns. They are crack troops, highly trained and licensed to use lethal force in their basic contract. The truck being used to transfer the shipment is a Lone Star Citymaster 2000, a veritable fortress on wheels. Two rotating turrents on the top provide air support, with an additional turrent on each side for ground defense.

"This would normally be enough, because Lone Star had travel, pusuit and extradition arrangements for the NAN, CAS, and UCAS. If anyone did take the Citymaster, airial units and assault drones could respond to any threat in an average of 160 seconds. Lethal force permits were cleared with each of the three countries, and Lone Star won the law enforcement contract with all three territories last year.

"The problem is in UCAS Congressional Resolution 43, which takes effect immediately in response to Lone Star involvement in a CAS spy ring. UCAS millitary troops have taken over all contacts with Lone Star declaring martial law in most areas. While that isn't much of a change in Law Enfocement practice, it does bear one major fault. Lone Star personal are strictly forbidden from crossing into UCAS territory.

"Any pursuit will have to be called off at the border on the UCAS. The City of Denver, UCAS, is aware of our plan and will take no action against you, and in fact, they will be marshalling full support for your escape. Certain members of the Denver UCAS millitary are quite eager for Lone Star to break the unsteady truce that exists, and will be more than willing to view any pusuit by Lone Star into their territory as an openly hostile act. That gives us approximately 160 second to disable the van and get across the UCAS border before Lone Star can respond in force.

"The Citymaster will not be an easy target, however. The only areas not covered by the turrents are a direct frontal assault or a direct rear assault. You will have to use caution, guile, and above all, speed to take over the van and escape across the UCAS border. The closest their projected path will take them is one mile. Assuming we can gain control of the vehicle, we have one mile to cover in order to escape pursuit. In 160 seconds.

"The payout is 75,000 guaranteed, or the value of the fenced merchandise, whichever is greater. This is a high-pay, high-risk run. I will try to answer any questions you may have, then I hope to see you in the UCAS. If you have no questions, then I wish you the best of luck."

[Dark_Soul74]

(OOC: How powerful are my flames? Would I be able to melt the turrets if I focus all of my energies on them for a long enough period?)

[ShawnManX]

Shawn arrives at the bar and asks to see Mr. Johnson, a waitress guides him to a back hallway linesd with doors, she knocks on the fiftrgh door on the left of the halway and a gruff voice coems from inside, "There is another man here to see you Mr. Johnson." The waitress says.

The door opens and Shawn is ushered in, two aremed guards srtand by the door. There is a large man in a chair at the opposite end of the room and another man in a chair to Shawn's left, he is aparently the second to arrive. The large man ushers for Shawn to take a seat then orders a guard to close the door. "We just have to wait for the other two to arrive before we begin."

Once the other's arrive Mr. Johnson outlines the mission then presses them for questions.

"Would their truck pull over for weigh stations and the like, or would they overlook those?" Shawn asks.

[SterlingRat]

OOC: How powerful are my flames? Would I be able to melt the turrets if I focus all of my energies on them for a long enough period?The time involved in melting a turrent would be negligable. The problem you will be faced with is the mental and physical drain of fucusing that much mana through your body.... if you do not maintain strict control and concentration, the flames of the magic you are directing could very well take you out with the turrent. Even if you manage to keep from bursting into flames, you would be severly tired and probably suffer first or second degree burns.

It is not a bad idea, though. Just understand that if you choose to take out a turrent in that manner, then that will likely be the only action you will be able to accomplish via magic on this mission. It would probably be easier to use fire to set the amunition inside the turrent off... that will disable the turrent and quite likely blow a hole in the side or top of the Citymaster. Plus you will be using less magic to accomplish the same goal. Setting a fire that small should not even tire your mage.

Once you get a rigger jacked into the Citymaster, he can mentally attack the driving rigger to take control of the vehicle. At that point, the race is on.

"Would their truck pull over for weigh stations and the like, or would they overlook those?" Shawn asks.The Citymaster will not be stopping at any weigh stations on the planned route... in fact, it will not be leaving the busy city roads except for a few minutes on the freeway out to the airport.

However, the city roads are not without frequent stops. Red lights and traffic jams would provide ample opportunity to attack while the Citymaster is stopped. The Citymaster 2000 is capable of driving over and through other traffic, so once we are in control of the vehicle traffic jams will either get out of our way or be crushed beneath it. This is another good reason that we do not want to be the ones chasing that truck.

[Nostradamus]

"If I were to shoot the glass in an attempt to kill the driver, would the bullet get through?"

[Vhaeraun]

The Shadow hears Crash's question & says, "If these guys were hired to transport the things we are supposed to get, the windshield would most likely be bulletproof."

[Dark_Soul74]

(OOC: I still don't know all the in's and out's of magic, so....How much control do I have over where my magic forms? Do I have to form it directly touching me, or is there a set distance or something?)

[Nostradamus]

"True. True. Is there a known weakpoint in the tuck like... i dunno.... the petrol tank?"

[Vhaeraun]

The Shadow calmly said in response to Crash's next question, "You ask alot of questions, you know that? No, actually, I like the idea to focus our main attacks on the turrets. Blow them up, & BAM! we are in the truck."

[SterlingRat]

(OOC: I still don't know all the in's and out's of magic, so....How much control do I have over where my magic forms? Do I have to form it directly touching me, or is there a set distance or something?)
(OOC: Magic in Shadowrun... from the Mage's view... is the term for controlling and directing mana to produce certain effects. All living things produce mana, you, me, airborn microbes, insects, everything.... it is kind of like the force in star wars. But it is more limited and more versitile than the force... when you affect mana, you draw the mana around you through your body, shape it into the froper form or spell, and then release it... that is where problems start. It is very taxing on your body to draw in this mana, and depending on how much mana you draw and what shape you form it into, when you release it you could damage yourself. Since Mana is life, it if far easier to effect a living thing (or something that was once living) than an unliving (metal or glass and plastic) thing.

Magic in Shadowrun.... from the Shaman's view... is a gift from you totem spirit. It provides you with power to direct how you will, but feel. You can use it to cast all the same spells as a mage, in fact, you are effectively using the same mana as a mage, but your totem give certain bonuses if we were plaing on paper... in your case, fire manipulation and combat spells would have dice bonuses, while water and telepathy spells would have penalties.

You can cast a spell on anyone you can see (in person, not through video or TV). The glass of a windshield or a glass dorr would not stop or even slow down you spell, which brings me to the next question.....)

"If I were to shoot the glass in an attempt to kill the driver, would the bullet get through?"no. in fact, there is no windshield. the truck is purely sensor driven... a rigger inside the vehicle is jacked in, and 'sees' through the trucks high-tech sensor array. Thermal, infared, radar and cameras are his eyes and ears while he is riding the Citymaster. In order to take out the driver, you will have to break into the vehicle and kill his meat-body or jack into the Citymaster and engage him in mental combat. There is also a GPS on board, so it will be impossible to hide before pursuit commences. The GPS can be disabled, but it will have to be located and destroyed... which will take more than the 160 seconds for pusuit to arrive.

"True. True. Is there a known weakpoint in the tuck like... i dunno.... the petrol tank?"
The Citymaster 2000 is a fortress. To call anything a 'weak point' would be misleading. The fuel tanks are electric capacitors, so there is no chance of blowing them up. The turrent attack should work... or you could try bluffing your way in.

You could take out the driver in his home before he picks up the load... then enter the facility as him and let them give you the truck. When you deviate from your planned route, pursuit will still be initiated, but you would be in a fully operational Citymaster to defend yourself. The main difficulty with this plan is that you would need to hack the Novatech plant in order to forge the proper electronic ID passes for picking up the shipment, or hack the Lone Star offices to substitute your own ID for the driver's. Both plans would be difficult, possibly more difficult than a direct assault on the Citymaster because it must be done quietly without arrousing suspicion.... however, a fully armed and undamaged Citymaster is worth well over 500,000 on the black market, making it almost more valuable than the cyberdecks you are after.

[Dark_Soul74]

As long as the flames dance high on thier mortal flesh, I shall be appeased.

(OOC: It's against my character's personality to plan, so I'll just suggest that we attempt to disarm the turrets, perhaps disabling the movement system and getting it to our goal by an alternate means of transport.)

[ShawnManX]

/me listens intently, some very intriguing questions are being raised by the various antendees to the meeting, Shawn has another to add to the fray.

"You mentioned that the rigger could take out the driver through, mental combat, what is that exactly, and how does it work?"

/me silently awaits a reply.

[SterlingRat]

* ShawnManX listens intently, some very intriguing questions are being raised by the various antendees to the meeting, Shawn has another to add to the fray.

"You mentioned that the rigger could take out the driver through, mental combat, what is that exactly, and how does it work?"

* ShawnManX silently awaits a reply.
A rigger could plug directly into any dataport on the vehicle ad long as it is connected to the main computer (it could be anything from a radio control port to a gunnery computer on one of the turrents). At that point, two riggers now have access to the system, and it becomes a test of wills to take full control of the vehicle. Almost like a mental tug-o-war... each rigger pushes the other, then push back. The reason it is a contest of wills, though is because of what happens if you both don't stop. You are plugging your Vehicle Control Rig directly into the target vehicle and creating a direct neural feed into the main computer.... if you lose in combat like this, the feedback will fry you central nervous system and leave you a vegetable. This makes rigger vs rigger combat like a giant game of chicken... are you willing to risk your brain?

Fortunately, most security riggers are not. Especially in this particular case, where the rigger driving the Citymaster will be fairly sure that pursuit is coming and he will be rescued instead of being doomed. You would lay 5 to 1 odds that he will 'jack out' of the vehicle if you manage to gain a data port rather than risk his mind in mental conbat with you.

Last note on this... it all happens at the speed of thought... so if you gain a data port (say... by blowing out one of the turrents and jacking in to the manual fire port) you estimate 30 to 45 seconds to hook up your VCR and another 5 or 10 for the Lone Star rigger to panic and jack out, leaving you in complete control of the vehicle. of course... that will have to be fast, probably as fast as you have ever attempted to jack in to a vehicle. and there is always the risk that the Lone Star rigger could be a fucking cowboy who wants to go down with the ship... If this were a pencil and paper game, there is a slight chance that either or both sides will survive the first push against each other... but you sure as hell won't be coherent for about an hour or so if you do.

Much different than that is Remote-hacking a drone. you need a remote control deck and a 'groundhog' drone. The groundhog as a signal detector and relay point, so it detects the proper channel, and you can use a remote control deck to access the drone's command functions. At that point, one of two things could happen... If the security rigger is paying very close attention, he can create a neural feedback into your deck and give you a little jolt, knocking you out of his drone. If the security rigger isn't fast enough, you can re-route the command path and then the groundhog can cut off the other riggers command... essentially giving him a jolt... and stealing a drone from his network. It is not nearly as dangerous because you are not directly jacking into a drone, you are using a remote deck.

[Nostradamus]

"What use would my skills as a decker be?"

[Vhaeraun]

OOC: Wat kind of magic does an adept have?

[SterlingRat]

"What use would my skills as a decker be?"
A decker copuld have several options on this run...

you could hack the Novatech or the Lone Star security system or personel files, substituting your ID or the rigger's ID for the driver of the Citymaster, then take out the driver the night bewfore the run and just walk in and take the Citymaster right at the source.

You could slice the municipal traffic system to create a roadblock or to clear the roads for your escape route.

You could hack the Lone Star drone control computers and alter their GPS tracking, so when they attempt to track the citymaster, they will go in the wrong direction. Or you could disrupt the automated targeting programs to have them attack eachother or the other pursuit drones. Disrupting the drones in this manner will not stop them, but if the rigger controlling the drones is not paying attention and lets the drone on-board computers direct the pursuit and combat... it could be deadly for them. You can't actually take control of the drones, like a rigger could... but you can mess with the on-board computers.

and then there is always the inevitable excape... you could just supply cover fire and distractions for the pursuit. Decking may be your strong suit, but you can certainly still fire a gun.

The primary reason a decker would want to be involved in this run is that you could pick up one of the Slimcase-10's. It is the state-of-the-art cyberdeck at this time, and picking it up essentially free would be quite a score.

OOC: Wat kind of magic does an adept have?
An adept's magic is focused within. Mana is a part of your body and has effected changes within to make it better. Improved senses, strength, dexterity, speed, toughness, combat skill, a 'sixth sense', focused energy in your palms to create stunning or deadly punches... these are a few adept abilities.

You options on a run like this would be possible stealth... you could sneak on board the Citymaster before it leaves the Novatech plant, and then at a pre-arranged time eliminate the rigger driving the Citymaster and open the doors for the rest of the team.

you will also be responsible for eliminating any on-board security during the assault, and depending on how well the riggers do with the pursuit drones and turrents you will probably also face a few of them. Bring along the big guns.

[Nostradamus]

"Okay guys I have my plan. I will hack into the Novatech mainframe and replace myself with the driver of the citymaster. I will also set a new route for the protection drones. The night before the mission I will assassinate the driver of the truck and hijack the truck. I may make this sound easy but I will need a lot of help. I will need help from as I do not want to blow my cover and I will need your ID info if I am going to put you on the mainframe as part of the citymasters escort!"

[Vhaeraun]

"How about this. Crash, you hack in & replace yourself as the driver; While you do that, I can deal with the driver. Then we meet up & go the the facility together. I will follow you & get in the truck with you. Shawn, when we get on, use a remote deck to control the Citymaster. Nagaretsu, you follow the Citymaster in a car with Shawn in the passenger seat. After we leave the perimeter of the Novatech facility, take up persuit. Inside the truck, I will be taking inventory, & Crash can be disabling the on-board security. IF that disabling fails, Nagaretsu, be ready to start blasting the drones & I will exit the Citymaster to help. Sound good to everyone?"

[Nostradamus]

"Fine with me!"

[Dark_Soul74]

Their cold shells will melt before my inferno.

(OOC: Ok.)

[ShawnManX]

/me "Sounds like a suitable plan, is every one agreed then?"

[Vhaeraun]

"It looks like it. Now, when do we start?"

[SterlingRat]

(OOC: What is this? A PLAN? Oh for the members of the first run to be here now... to see a Shadowrun executed with a plan in mind brings a tear to Mr. Johnson's face :). Looks like 5 or 6 posts and these characters will be ready for another run with a good chunk of cash in hand... that's a good Shadowrun. Plan in mind and scene is set. Hit it)

[Dark_Soul74]

(OOC: I am here now...)

I shall await the oppurtunity to destroy the opposition. If this meeting is over, I shall depart so that my flames may rise up once more.

[Vhaeraun]

"Let's go," The Shadow replies.

The runners leave the room, & stop outside.

"Crash," The Shadow says, "How long will it take you to hack into the Novatech facility?"

[Nostradamus]

"Depending on the software they have it could take 5 minutes or 24 hours!"

[Vhaeraun]

"Ouch...Well, does anyone know where the driver lives? Without knowing where he is, we cannot take him out early."

[SterlingRat]

(OOC: That is really up to RPguy6. when he hacks the system to swap the ID's he will obviously have access to the driver's ID, which will include his address. according to this plan, the first step is all his... and everyone else is waiting for what happens when he hacks the place before they can start their parts of the plan.)

[Nostradamus]

OOC: And afterwards the only use ill be is with my sniper rifle and info form the mainframe!

"I can find out his info on the Novatech Mainframe but then after that all the use ill be is to use my sniper rifle!"
"And pick up one of those slimcases" Crash thought
"So, where exactly are we headed because I need to get somewhere with a phone connection!"

[Vhaeraun]

"Alright, I have a friend who is in a bit of trouble, & he said he already left his house, so lets go over to his place. Knowing him, he is probably still there hiding under a bed..."

[Nostradamus]

The group walks from Street to street following Shadow. Crash walks beside Shadow and says
"So. Who is this friend of yours? Can he be trusted?"

[Vhaeraun]

"This friend is an old partner of mine, we did a few run together a few years back. But then he got into the smuggling business, & just recently pissed off a client of his & that client promised to kill him. Hopefully he is still at his place & if he is, he might be able to not only use a phone line to get into the Novatech mainframe, but perhaps stock up on weapons & deter this 'client' of his."

The group walks for a bit longer & then Shadow says, "Ok. We're here," The group walks toward the door, but Shadow stops them, "You might want to let me go in first. He is a bit cautious around strangers."

The Shadow walks into the shop, & once again, gets tackled by the short man, but The Shadow senses the attack, & twists away, leaving the man to hit the floor hard. "See why you shouldn't persist on tackling me everytime I walk in? You should have known I would catch on & you would land hard. Now, me & some friends need to use you phone line for a moment. Ok, come on in."

The group walks into the shop, & the short man questions The Shadow, "Who are these men? Why do you need to use a phone line? How did you know I would still be here?"

The Shadow answers the questions completely in stride, "These men are fellow runners. We need to hack into Novatech's mainframe. I knew you would be here because it isn't like you to run from a problem, no matter how large. Crash, the phone line is back there. Everyone else, reload on weapons if you need to. Now, I need to talk with you. NOW."

The Shadow & the man walk away into a shadowy corner, "Alright, I want to know who this client that you pissed off is."

The man says meekly, "The owner of Novatech..."

The Shadow shouted, "WHAT? YOU PISSED OFF THE OWNER OF NOVATECH?"

The man cowered, "I didn't mean to. He wanted me to enter a rival companies facilities & 'take' some...equipment."

The Shadow said, What KIND of equipment?"

The man replies, "You know the usual. Guns, State-of-the-Art Rigs, &...nevermind."

The Shadow says, "What? Nevermind what?"

The man says, "Lean in a bit."

The Shadow bends down, & the man whispers something into The Shadows ear. The Shadow states, "Why would he want that? What's he planning?"

[Dark_Soul74]

(OOC: Er....Vhearun...the companies don't give a crap about the runners, and if the owner was pissed off at someone, they'd probably be dead right now. Also, just a tip, write 'and' instead of only using '&'. It's annoying as hell and makes you look like a newbie.)

[Vhaeraun]

OOC: OK, I'll remember that tip. Besides, let's say that the man didn't finish the job, & didn't disclose his location to the company, so they haven't found him yet.

[ShawnManX]

/me waits in his rig out side of The Shadow's "friend's" house.

A small man atempts to tackle The Shadow but he misses, and falls on the ground, after a few wrods they move into the house and out of earshot.

/me leans back in his chair admireing the stars.

[Nostradamus]

Crash walks into the back room and plugs in. After half an hour he finds the Novatech Mainframe;


Name:ADMIN3929
Pass: *************

He waits for a second and a message comes up

ACCESS GRANTED.
WELCOME TO NOVATECH ADMIN3929.

Crash types in a ton of code to make search worms to find out any Export info. After aroung four hours he finds what he wants.

To Export:
10 Slimcases
Vehicle:
Citymaster
Driver:
Ward, John
Escort:
10 Attack Drones
1 Motorbike

Crash clicks on the link for John Ward

Name: Johnathan
Surname: Ward
Age: 33
Occupation: Citymaster Driver
Blood Type: AB
ID Number: 8756431209
Phone: 09796886547
Address: Room 8937, Novatech Apartment Building 1, Novatech Avenue.

"GOT IT!" Crash shouts to the others. He then does some more decking and changes The Shadows ID with the motorbike drivers ID. "ITS GONNA TAKE A WHILE TO CHANGE THE DRONES COURSE!" After five hours and twenty-five coffes Crash eventually finds the drones course and alters it. "FINISH.." Crash shouts but before he can finish the word he falls asleep.

[Vhaeraun]

The Shadow hears Crash yell out "Finish..." and he gets back there just in time to watch Crash fall asleep.

The Shadow picks up Crash and takes him into the other room with everyone else, and asks the man, "You have any caffine shots?"

The man hurries into the back room and comes back in minutes with a large needle.

The man shoves the needle into Crash's arm, jolting him awake, and The Shadow has to work to keep him held down. When the injection is done, The Shadow releases Crash.

Crash yells, "What were you doing to me?"

The Shadow answers, "you fell asleep. We needed to wake you. that shot is caffine. We need you awake for this mission. Without you, this mission prolly couldn't have started. Now, what did you find out?"

[Nostradamus]

Crash hands out the team copies of the document.
"Shadow you will be the motorbike driver escorting the citymaster. I will be in a helicopter following the citymaster and tracking its movements. The rest of you will hijack the citymaster. O, and between us it wold be swell if you could pick me up one of those slimcases!"
Crash falls asleep again.

[ShawnManX]

/me notices the commotion inside and goes to check things out.

Upon entering the room Shawn asks, "so what's next?"

Shawn's question is answered in the tail end of Crash's statement, "Shadow you will be the motorbike driver escorting the citymaster. I will be in a helicopter following the citymaster and tracking its movements. The rest of you will hijack the citymaster. O, and between us it wold be swell if you could pick me up one of those slimcases!" before Crash goes back to sleep.

"Allright, every body back to the truck, grab that printout so we know where we're heading."

/me returns eagerly to the rig and starts the engine while the others climb into the two rows of seats in the back of the cabin.

Once every one is buckled up, Shawn yells out "And we're off!" as he jacks the vehicle into his VCR and the truck lurches into motion. "Where to first?"

[Nostradamus]

"The Novatech Ciytmaster drivers apartment. We need to assassinate him!" Crash said half asleep. "And then we need to go this place." *Crash hands him a piece of paper* "There I can get the helicopter I need!"

[Vhaeraun]

"Alright Crash. The apartment first, then the helicopter. Shawn, to this address," The Shadow says over Crash.

They group drives for a hour, and then they get to the apartment.

The Shadow says, "Ok. You all stay here, and I will take care of the driver."

The Shadow turns and proceeds into the building.

When The Shadow reaxhes the floor the driver lives on, he silently unsheaths his katanas and creeps forward, quieter than normal, due to the suit he got back at the shop.

The Shadow reaches the door and knocks. The Novatech driver answers, only to find nothing. The driver turns to walk back in, and the door closes.

The driver says to himself, "Goddamn. I am so tired. But I gotta stay awake cuz of the job I hafta do later."

The driver goes to the fridge, and gets out a beer, "Here we go, this'll wake me up"

The driver proceeds into the bathroom, and starts to splash water on his face. As he is wiping the water out of his eyes, he sees a figure behind him. He turns, and gets decked by a fist.

The driver gets up off the floor quickly, and looks around, but sees nothing. The driver walks out the door, and The Shadow swings down from the door frame, and kicks the driver across the room. The driver flies into his TV, destroying it.

The driver gets up and sees The Shadow standing there with his eyes closed.

"Who the hell are you?!" The driver yells.

The Shadow slowly opens his eyes, and replies, "Your worst nightmare." Even before the words left his mouth, The Shadow was across the room, and gutted the driver before he had a chance to move.

The driver was dead on the floor, and The Shadow casually walked into the bathroom, and rinsed the blood off of his swords, before he said as he slid the swords into their sheaths, "Don't want blood on the swords before they are put away. They might stick in there next time I need them."

The Shadow walk back downstairs and got back in the rig.

The Shadow casually says, "Our next stop: Get us a chopper."

[Nostradamus]

After about 2 hours Crash wakes up and asks "Are we there yet? Can I drive? I need the potty! Im hungry! Can I have my pocket money now?"

lol j/k

After about two hours of driving crash wakes up to find he is lying in the boot of the car. He sits up and asks "How far to the nearest air station? We can 'borrow' a helicopter."