derp; guess I should mention this, in case people don't understand:

The game is Shadowrun.

As if you even have to ask. /tg/ loves stories. Fire away.

I am intrigued

>>13634460
Holy shit this sounds fucking awesome. Do tell, do tell.

Tell the tale OP

>>13634503
Aight. I should mention up front, this was our first experience with Shadowrun, and things got...odd.

I guess the easiest thing to do would be to start off with the players:

First is the one we'll call Gunbunny. In a Shadowrun game set in 2072 Russia, this guy makes a dwarf mercenary from the UCAS. Worked for the UCAS government and then for Ares for around 30 years. Now he's retired and living on a nice pile of hush money in St. Petersburg with all his tacticool equipment, but he gets The Itch and has to go shadowrunning to scratch it every now and then. Unless absolutely required to do otherwise, he walks around in full body armor with a closed helmet and at least five guns on his person at all times.

Next up is the hacker, dubbed Half-Life. A native Russian, he drives the van and has a commlink that gets its Matrix signal from space. The aforesaid van has enough sensors to diagnose a pimple on a troll's scrotum from 500 meters. He also pilots numerous drones, including a GM Doberman with an assault rifle and a flashbang grenade launcher.

Then we have the Face. An elf adept with kinesics, facial sculpting, the works. Good at talking the pants off anybody, as you will see.

The mage, who we'll call Crazy Ivan. Along with the usual mage staples like Improved Invisibility, Physical Mask and Clairvoyance, he also took some AoE spells for combat. In fact, he only took AoE spells for combat.

Lastly, there's an ork gunslinger adept, aka Cowboy. He has nowhere near as many weapons as Gunbunny, but he does have better ones, including a revolver that blows cat-sized holes in people. He's also a street ganger and the only one with lower than Medium lifestyle.

>>13634611
The adventure was simple enough (if you've played SR4 before, you might recognize some of this from On the Run). The runners were told to meet Mr. Johnson at Impul'sa, St. Petersburg's hottest gay club.

Sadly, only Half-life and the Face had bothered to check out the meeting place beforehand. They arrived in trendy clubwear, with Face disguising himself as a famous elf gay simporn star.

Gunbunny behaved for the first meeting, wearing a business suit with an armor vest underneath, a MAD-invisible holdout pistol tucked in an armslide.

Cowboy took one look at the club, and turned around to go buy some cheap clubwear.

Crazy Ivan got off to a great start, failing to schmooze his way past the troll bouncers at the door. He decided that it would be best to go sneak into an alley and make himself invisible and sneak into the club that way. Then his common sense kicked in, and he ended up Masking himself to appear as a flamboyant human with flaming pants and a sequined yellow shirt with a dancing dragon on it.

Inside, the runners got their first taste of AR, getting messages and AROs flashing up on their commlinks (Trust me, the face got a LOT of messages from very interested clubgoers).
The runners make their way to the bar to speak with Serissa, the elf bartender who will show them to the meeting room (and the only woman in the place).

>>13634635
Now Serissa knows the access code to the conference room where Mr. Johnson is waiting, but this being a club where straight men rarely walk in the door, she decides to have some fun with the runners and flirt a bit.
This is where Face ran into his first problem of the session; he's so accustomed to hitting on other people and coercing them that he has literally no idea what to do when someone tries the same thing on him. Face stands there, dumbstruck, while Serissa sways and smirks at him. Half-life gets bored, and slips the girl 100 nuyen to tell him where the meeting place is. Satisfied, she greenlights them to enter the Blue Room upstairs.

Up in the Blue Room, the group meets Mr. Johnson, a flamboyant French troll. They learn their task- Johnson's employer has had an old optical disk stolen with some valuable data on it, and he wants it returned as quickly as possible. The team agrees to Johnson's starting offer of 10,000 nuyen for the job. Then Face (again, disguised as a gay simporn star) asks Mr. Johnson to dance.

One opposed seduction roll later, Johnson and the face are grinding hard on the dance floor. The rest of the team leaves in shock. The face and Johnson keep dancing for another hour, until Johnson makes a pass at the face. He succeeds, and Face goes up to a private room with Johnson for some aggressive horizontal tango lessons.

>>13634652
Four hours later, Face makes it to the meeting spot with the others. He stumbles into the van (he can barely walk at this point; trolls are BIG) and asks for a medkit. Half-life has already discovered through his contacts in the Matrix that a noted Gobstep DJ, Nabo, received an email about buying an old disk with some music from a legendary dead artist on it. Nabo is in St. Petersburg this evening, headlining a flash rave out by the docks. The team has to somehow get into the concert, sneak backstage, and grab the email data off Nabo's commlink so they can track the email to its source. It's a long shot, but it's the only one they've got.

>>13634699
Nabo's concert venue is a warehouse out by the St. Petersburg docks. When the van rolls up, the place is already in full swing; cars are double and triple parked along the road, and though a gathering of this many orks and trolls should attract some attention from the Militsiya, they've apparently all been paid off to stay away for the evening. Half-life parks the van, and Crazy Ivan goes astral to do some reconnaissance. The place has some burly troll guards standing around outside, and a few drones buzzing over the crowd inside the warehouse, but their astral security is nonexistent. Crazy Ivan is able to find Nabo's dressing room easily enough at the back of the warehouse, behind a black curtain guarded by more orks and trolls and designated as "VIP only".

Crazy Ivan returns to his body and the team decides to use Physical Masking to disguise Face and Ivan as cute ork girls to schmooze their way backstage. In his infinite wisdom, Ivan thinks it would be best if he and Face's masks were made to look like they are sexy ork twins. The duo flirt their way past the trolls at the front door and the orks at the curtain (Face doing most of the talking), and make a beeline to Nabo's dressing room just as the ork is taking the stage.

Inside Nabo's dressing room, Face finds Nabo's commlink lying on the floor, but there's a problem: A male ork and two ork girls are also in the room, already engaged in heavy petting. Face proceeds to smooth things over by joining in, and soon Ivan gets dragged along into the five-way.

Half-life, who is already in Face's commlink node through VR hot sim, is able to jump into Nabo's commlink and begin sorting through the data. He finds the email, and lets Face and Ivan know that they are free to leave at any time.

Crazy Ivan decides that they need a distraction to make a quick exit, so he casts Orgy at Force 2.

Sounds like your GM has a fetish for trolls/orcs.

>>13634719
At this point, I should probably mention that the dressing room is only 2x2 meters. That means that Ivan's Orgy spell covers the entire room, catching the three real orks and the two fake ones in the blast of passion.

The two genuine ork girls drop helpless immediately; the two fake ork girls and the genuine ork male continue with renewed vigor. An hour later, Ivan decides to dismiss the Orgy spell. The male ork passes out, as do Face and Ivan (the latter failing his edge roll in a miraculous glitch), exhausted from the strain.

Back in the van, the hacker and the two gunslingers go apeshit. Because Half-life was jacked into Face's commlink, he was actively recording Face's visual feed, and he now remembers the events of the past hour in excruciating detail.

They hatch a desperate plan: Gunbunny and Cowboy will take Half-life's welding cutter and torch their way into the warehouse through the back door. Half-life follows along, remotely piloting an MCT fly-spy drone to accompany them. Gunbunny at this point changes back into his tacticool armor, so he looks like an Ewok from Call of Duty again.

>>13634754
Rather than cutting the lock on the door and just opening it, Gunbunny decides to cut a 1m hole in the reinforced steel door. The trio enters the warehouse's backstage section, only to see that a riot has broken out in the crowd beyond the curtain. Orks and trolls are throwing each other around the place as Nabo bravely continues his set onstage, even as his desperate handlers try to pull him to safety.

Cowboy is first to the locked dressing room door, and decides to use the welding torch to open it, cutting it in half and setting the remaining bits of wood on fire. Gunbunny grabs some stimulant slap-patches and wakes up Face and Ivan, both of whom are now extremely embarrassed (not to mention sticky).

The team hauls ass out of the warehouse, but not before being tagged by one of the security drones. Half-life jacks out, pulls the van around, and they all pile in, driving off just before the Militsiya riot squad shows up.

>>13634738

GM AND PLAYERS

>>13634719
You are forgetting the Ork Guard who wanted to kick us out for not having backstage passes that I seduced into the room just before Crazy Ivan set off the Orgy spell.

So it was two male orks, two female orks, and two fake orks.

So yeah. Couple thoughts:

This was my first time running shadowrun, so I didn't really know what to expect. I'm very surprised at the amount of sex going on in this game so far; in this one session alone the characters have had more sex than I've seen in the last three D&D games I've played in. That might just be the Face's player getting the wrong messages, but whatever. We all laughed like a motherfuck when he tried to bone everything male that moved.

>>13634800
>mfw he demands an accurate count of men he's slept with

But yes, technically it was a six-way. With only two actual women.

>>13634838
My Face When I found myself in aforementioned six-way.

>>13634800

My only regret is that I cannot sell your simsense feed for sweet nuyen for my Response upgrade.

So what do people actually think of this? I thought it might be cool to do a thread like this after our sessions, just to share stories and brainstorm things for next time.

>>13634738
>>13634793
If anyone has an ork/troll fetish, it's the mod writer. We're playing the On the Run published adventure, which is very goblin heavy in the first bit. The thing about the gay club is in there too.

>>13634918
We could start making Ultraporn, but I don't know if that will help us get jobs or hurt us.

>>13634802
There is something wrong with you, I made hundred of
Shadowruns without any porn.

>>13635048
This could also be true. I've never really been one to limit my player's actions when I run a game; you want to do something, go ahead. I didn't really embellish on the sex at all in-game, as the others will tell you; what I've typed up here is about as descriptive as it got in-game. I prefer to let them use their own imaginations to do that sort of thing.

Hey man, that fucking door had it coming.

You also failed to mention the part where the two characters specialized in firearms only got off a single warning shot between the two of us.

Captcha: Fleurs muzzingn - given that our Mr. Johnson was french, I think this could likely be his real name.

slow night for Shadowrun, I guess.

I remember a Super Nintendo game called Shadowrun, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadowrun_%28SNES%29, any relation here?

>>13635858
The SNES game is based off the tabletop game. So yeah.

Every game needs a Crazy Ivan!

This story my god.
I both look forward to and cringe at reading your future escapades.
If you decide to write them up.

>>13636636
That's the idea. I figure it'll make for better roleplaying over time, and /tg/ gets more stories out of it.

Next game is Friday.

Shadowrun general thread?