Playing Shadowrun: Our run's gone bad, like, real bad. We're in the Chicago quarantine zone, and we're not sure how we got there. Literally walked into a trap, got gassed, wake up in the Zone. It gets worse: Its the Zone during the massive UCAS/Ares assault to try and take the city back. Its a total warzone, and we're unidentified hostiles illigally there. My rigger manages to, using every ounce of Karma he had, break into the UCAS Tactical Network and cut out a UCAS Army Rigger from the system, effectively carjacking a military VTOL, using just his built in mil-grade Rigger Control Deck Cyberware. I land it remotely, pop the doors, and we yank out the pilot and drop him unconsious with a locator beacon; we weren't looking to murder anyone. (Note: This required making 2 TN21 checks, which I managed)
What ensues is a massive air-battle, with me flying Nap of the Earth through the ruined streets of Chicago, dodging UCAS Airforce Air-superiority Fighters in an insane dog fight; eventually we get splashed by a missile and I manage to keep it together enough to go crashing through the front entrence of a Corperate Plaza; we are wounded, but not killed. We get into a gunfight with an Ares Firewatch team that is operating in the area, and manage to kill 5 of them and then steal their APC, wherein ANOTHER chase erupts, with me driving hell for leather across the city dodging attack helicopters, and eventually literally running into a Great Form Bug Spirit, slamming it through a wall. Huge battle erupts, most of the party is incapped or dead, bug spirit eventually goes down, and my Rigger surrenders to the UCAS authorities.
At 5 foot 3, 160 pounds, he was King in prison; Nobody else was there on charges of First Degree Murder for almost an entire Ares Firewatch special forces team, then grand theft Military VTOL and like, 400 counts of reckless endangerment.