>Alright, ten minutes starting now.

>>42665999
Ten minutes from first vote is usually best.
>>42665680
>"I'll try my best not to steal your heart, Sir. No promises, though. Those things just happen."

>>42665680
>"What am I supposed to do if I see someone?"

>>42665680
>"What am I supposed to do if I see someone?"

>>42666100
seconding

>>42665680
>"Yes, sir."

>>42666100
I like this charming anon

Stop voting. Write in wins.

"I'll try my best not to steal your heart, Sir. No promises, though. Those things just happen." you say in a sing song voice, putting your fingers up against your lips and cocking your leg out to the side. Erikson does not look amused, even if some of your coworkers are doing their damnedest to not get caught laughing.

"Don't quit your day job, son. You'd make a terrible idol." he says. "Here's your radio. Keep it channel seven or all you'll get is static." He hands you a block of a thing, an old milsurp model from the '30s. At least you don't have to worry about breaking it. "And last but not least, your tazer. It'll fit in the holster we gave you during orientation." he says, pointing at your belt. "It has a 3 shot box, and if you somehow manage to use them all, you can take the box off and use it as a stun gun." Before you can reply, he turns around and walks over to the door, checks his watch, then unlocks it. There's a surprisingly orderly rush by the night shift to get inside the building, leaving you alone with the boss, who brings up the floor plan on his phone. "Your job today will be simple. Stay on the first floor, check on the lobby ever so often, otherwise patrol around the central corridor, don't check any of the offices, don't go into the supply room. If you see something suspicious, call it in and wait for backup. Got it?"

>"Got it."
>"Yes sir."
>"I don't know, that was pretty confusing. Maybe you could dumb it down for me?"

>>42666515
>"Got it."

>>42666515
>>"Yes sir."
Sup Ore

>>42666515
>What if intruders get into the offices or supply room?

>>42666515
>"Yes sir."

>>42666515
>And if intruders get into said places?

>>42666566
>>42666765
Then we call it in, ya schmucks.

>>42666515
>"Yes sir."

>>42666515
>"Yes sir."

"Yes sir. Stick to the hallway, report anything suspicious." you say, following him into the building.

"We're not in the military, son. It's not sir, it's Jake, or chief if I'm angry."

"Right, chief."

"Good, your catching on. Remember, use your radio. If I catch you anywhere but the 1st floor, even if your radio's busted, we're gonna have words. Now get to work" He says, going up through the stairwell door. if this is going to be a long, boring night, might as well get it started. The 'central hallway' is one big circle around the first floor. There's a stairwell and a service elevator bookending the lobby at the front of the building. There's a loading bay next to the service elevator, but you saw another guard head that way. The supply room is across from the elevator, otherwise the first floor is all office.

>What do?
>Check the lobby
>Check the loading bay
>Patrol the hallway

>>42666895
>>Check the loading bay

>>42666895
>Check the lobby

>>42666895
>Check the lobby

>>42666895
>Check the loading bay

Rolled 1 (1d1)

Tie breaker

1 - Loading bay

2 - Lobby

Rolled 2 (1d2)

Oops

You decide to check the lobby first. The fact that it's practically right next to you had no bearing on this decision. None at all. Going through one of the side doors, it's hard not to notice how big it is. It even takes up part of the second floor with concrete planters, vines flowing over their sides. What is hard to notice is the clacking of a keyboard at the reception desk. A small blonde woman, looks like a receptionist, is working at the computer there, though youou don't recognize her from the night shift. She has a nametag that reads "Samantha" on her jacket. It doesn't look like she's seen you, she hasn't looked away from the computer screen since you walked in.

>What do?
>Go up and introduce yourself.
>She's working, best not to interrupt her. Get back to patrolling.
>Call it in. Better safe than sorry.

>>42667287
>Go up and introduce yourself.

>>42667287
>>Call it in. Better safe than sorry.

>>42667287
>>Go up and introduce yourself.

>>42667287
>Go up and introduce yourself.
And ask if she's supposed to still be working this late.

>>42667287
>Call it in. Better safe than sorry.

"The office life must suck worse then I thought if they keep the receptionist working this late at night." You say as you walk up to her desk. "Hi, my name's-" Oh god she's a genemodder, one of those elf wannabees. Literally the worst. Her hair was covering it up before, but as she turns to look at you, you notice the pointed ears and the too green eyes, at least she hasn't done any chin work. "Sorry, a little caught off guard. Takehiko Smith, I'm the new security guard."

"Samantha Collins, receptionist. I'm guessing you already figured that out." she says, shaking your hand. why are her fingers so long oh god. "They usually don't keep me so late, but I was told we're getting a special guest tonight. I was actually finishing his security pass." she says as takes a badge from a nearby printer. You don't get a good look at the badge, but it seems legit. "What caught you off guard, if you don't mind me asking?"

>"I didn't expect to see someone so, beautiful, tonight."
>"Your genemods. They're a bit rare in this part of town."
>"I do mind, thanks for the talk."

>>42667614
>"Your genemods. They're a bit rare in this part of town."

>>42667614
>"Your genemods. They're a bit rare in this part of town."

>>42667614
>"Your genemods. They're a bit rare in this part of town."

"It was your genemods. They're a bit rare in this part of town, especially on a receptionist."

"Oh, you- you noticed them."

"Be hard not too, the ears especially. They sort of stand out. Literally."

"Its just, just people don't usually notice. It was nice meeting you, but I really should leave. It's pretty late, I don't want to miss my bus."

"What about the badge? How will the guest know to-"

"He's smart enough to find it himself. I really need to leave. Good bye." She's out the door before she has time to finish her sentence, running in high heels.

Huh. That was weird. She must really be late for her ride.

>What do?

>>42667614
>>"I didn't expect to see someone so, beautiful, tonight."

That's a write in, if you couldn't tell.

>>42667614
>"I didn't expect to see someone so, beautiful, tonight."
but after that
>"Your genemods. They're a bit rare in this part of town."

>>42668018
Mental alarms going off.
Call it in, fast and head after her. This is way too sus.

>>42668018
>Take a quick look at the badge, and call it in, just to be safe.

>>42668018
Call in that rec stayed in late and printed a badge
Ask if there is a guest coming in this late

Weird and suspicious as hell. You flick your radio to transmit, "Hey chief, we getting any guests tonight?"

"No. No one should be entering the building until the morning shift shows up. If someone's trying to get in, tell them to fuck off, rookie."

"No, that's not why I called. The receptionist printed a security badge for someone they said was going to show up tonight."

"...Fuck. Stay where you are, and keep that 'receptionist' in the building. I'm headed your way."

"Sorry chief, she made a run for it before I called you. She freaked out when I mention her genemods."

"Dammit, rookie." There's a brief squelch on the radio,"This is Erikson to all guards, the rookie caught someone printing a security pass. Expect company."

No point in wasting time while you wait for him, might as well check out the badge. She laid it face down in the outbox on the desk. She actually put the guys picture on the thing. He looks fit, all muscle with a faux hawk. Again, not someone you recognize from the night shift. The card looks like it would give him access to every room in the building, if he could get past the guards. Now that you have it, he's kind of fucked.

[1/2]

>>42668712

You start to turn as you hear one of the doors open and close. "Hey chief, I grabbed the badge, it even has the guys-" Holy shit, it's the guy. The face is the same as the picture, though his clothes are different. He's wearing a leather jacket with flowers, for some reason, in his lapel. His belt has a length of cord attached to it, but that's not the weirdest bit. The cord has bunches of white striped crow feathers wrapped in rawhide tied to it. The whole ensemble is finished off by a gaudy fucking necklace, a silver dream-catcher encrusted with gems. He also must be an idiot, cause even though he's in plain view, it looks like he's still trying to sneak up on you. Poorly.

>Pull your tazer."Hands up."
>Play along, then wrestle him to the ground when he gets close.
>Nope. Too much weird for one day. Head for the stair well and wait for Erikson.

>Pull your tazer and shoot.

>>42668729
>>Pull your tazer."Hands up."

>>42668729
>Nope. Too much weird for one day. Head for the stair well and wait for Erikson.
Warn the chief that the guest has entered the building

>>42668729
>>Pull your tazer."Hands up."

>>42668729
>Pull your tazer."Hands up."
If you even THINK about moving, you'll get a good 50,000 volts.

>>42668729
>Pull your tazer and shoot.
Easier to ask forgiveness

>>42668729
Pull your tazer and shoot.

"Alright, hands up... C Boi? Really?" The badge really says C Boi. What the hell. It would be so satisfying just to shoot this guy now. Erikson probably wouldn't appreciate that, so for now you'll just have to settle for the threat of violence.

"Hey bro, you can see me? No way! Bossman said these little guys would make me invisible. Guess he was wrong." What. How does. Is he really that stupid. "Wait, how'd you know my call sign?"

"I said hands up numb nuts. I will shoot if you don't stand still."

"I will bro just, how'd you know?" Alright, that's enough of this.

>Roll 1d100 to taze his ass

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>42669157

*sigh* Your friend put it on the damn card.

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>42669157
HWG

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>42669157
Your cute little friend didn't think to give you a false name on your card.
Geez.

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>42669157
For Mother!

>>42669157

So are we just dealing with the worst Shadowrunners ever?

>>42669250
Worse

Newbies

>>42669267

Oh god but we're a newbie too.

(Now I'm just picturing 20 years down the line and we've both reached veteran status on our respective sides and facing off over an important file and GOD DAMMIT C BOI THOSE STILL DON'T MAKE YOU INVISIBLE)

>>42669267
...
Oh god.

>>42669323
Haha, those are supposed to make him invisible and we can See Boi.

>>42669178
>>42669185
>>42669192

Sorry, got distracted there for a little bit. 60 does not beat the DC.

>Use ???????? ??????
>??????? 1/1

>>42669323
>BUT IT HAS MORE FEATHERS NOW!

>>42669362
Um....
Sure? Let's use our Lucky Bastard power.

>>42669362
Use it

>>42669323
>>42669348
They will accidentally blow up the building in this encounter

Always happen in newbie runs

I tried not to blow up the building
Its just fun to try it when ya play the first time ya know

>>42669362
>>Use ???????? ??????

>>42669362
>>Use ???????? ??????

>>42669362
>Use ???????? ??????
I wonder if we use these enough, will a coupla letters unlock at a time to tell us what it is?

>>42669369

>YES AND THE DISGRUNTLED PIGEON OUTSIDE WOULD LIKE THEM BACK

"Pocket sand, mother fucker!" C Boi yells out, oh god is he actually"Though I guess it's more like pouch sand, does that still count?"

Before you have a chance to shoot him, he throws sand from a pouch, on his fucking belt, in your face. Your shot goes wide, but through some miracle of science, curves around and hits C Boi in the back, somehow. "Wow, bro. Not cool." he manages to get out, before thousands of volts of electricity drop him to the floor. God, that's a glorious sight. He has all sorts of shit spill out of his pockets while he's convulsing, even a few more of those feather charms.

It's at this moment that the chief, the real one, jogs into the lobby."What the hell? Where did all this shit come from, rookie?"

"You can't see him?"

"See who, rookie?"

>"The guy, from the badge." Hand over the badge.
>"This guy." Taze for emphasis.
>Other?

>>42669754
>>"The guy, from the badge." Hand over the badge.
>"This guy." Taze for emphasis.
>Remove stupid feathered Necklace

>>42669754
>>42669769
Backing

>>42669754
>"This guy." Kick him
Let's not waste the shots from our tazer.

>>42669754
>>"This guy." Taze for emphasis.

>>42669754
Oh, shit. Elf girl was glamoured. That why "people don't usually notice"

>>42669754
>>42669769
>>>"The guy, from the badge." Hand over the badge.
>>"This guy." Taze for emphasis.
>>Remove stupid feathered Necklace

>>42669754
Remove the thingy he said gave him invisibility.

"It wooorrkkkss." C Boi wheezes from the floor.

"The guy from the fake badge. You know, this guy." You pull the trigger, sending more voltage down the wires. It's just not as good the second time.

"You shot the floor. Do you know how much those things cost? What kind of drugs are you on right now?"

"Alright, just bear with me here for a second. He said he had something on him that made him invisible. It should be one of these-" "Not cool! Get your hands off-" "There we go, one less feather charm."

While it makes no difference to you, it made all the difference for Jake. He immediately draws his gun. Wait a minute, that's, that's a real gun. "Holy shit. How did you do that? How did HE do that? No, not important. Johnson, Fujita, get your asses down to the lobby. Rookie, get on the phone and call... someone. Fuck, who do you call for an invisible burglar."

"Can't let you do that, bro. Bossman wouldn't be happy if I got caught. If you two would just take a nap, I'll get out of your hair." "Don't move, assho-"

[1/2]

>>42670194

"Jake, Jake you alright man?" Ugh, your head is pounding.

"Yeah, what'd you call us for? Everything looks fine down here. Did the rookie do something stupid?" You can barely get your eyes open. Looks like a white guy and an Asian woman are standing over the chief. Why is he on the ground?

"FUCK. Where the fuck is that little ratfucker. I swear to Christ if I see his ass again I'll-"

"Woah, calm down chief. You'll scare the new guy if you haven't already."

"He's still here? Takehiko, are you alright?" He starts to crane his neck to find you.

>"I'm fine, chief. I'm over here"
>"Would you quiet down, my head is killing me."
>"Well, at least I'm not dead. Unless this is hell."

>>42670212
>>"I'm fine, chief. I'm over here"
As hesitant as I am to say this I think we got magic'd. Only explanation why you couldn't see him and I'm nursing a fucking hangover after getting KO'd. Drop the feather, also fuck this thing.

>>42670212
>>"Well, at least I'm not dead. Unless this is hell."

>>42670212
>>"Well, at least I'm not dead. Unless this is hell."

>>42670212
>"I'm fine, chief. I'm over here"

>>42670212
>>"Well, at least I'm not dead. Unless this is hell."

"I'm fine chief. Unless I'm dead. This, this isn't hell, is it?"

"No, this isn't hell rookie." You presume it's Johnson that said that as he picks you up, "Arthur Johnson, at your service. We haven't had the pleasure of meeting yet."

"Takehiko Smith. Normally it'd be a pleasure, but my brain is currently trying to emancipate itself from my skull."

"Smith, enough small talk. Get over here, we need to talk. You two, make sure ALL the doors are locked. I do not want another surprise."

"Yes, chief.""Sure thing, chief. Knock 'em dead, Smith."

Looks like C Boi took all his knick knacks. Well, all but one. There's a wilted clump of flowers lying where he fell to the floor. "The last thing I remember, the scumhumper was reaching for these," he kicks the flowers for emphasis,"and then nothing. How can a few flowers knock two grown men out cold? How can a bunch of feathers make another man invisible? What the fuck is going on?"

"I don't know chief. I'm as cluesless as you are."

"But you could see through it. Look, even the cameras didn't see him." he says, pulling up the feed on his phone."I want these shit nozzles found. As far as I'm concerned, you went through a shift without stealing something, so I'm giving you a new job."

>"Let me guess, 'find the shit nozzle'?"
>"So I don't have to walk through the same hallway for hours on end?"
>"Whatever you say, chief."

>>42670743
>>"Let me guess, 'find the shit nozzle'?"

>>42670743
>>"Let me guess, 'find the shit nozzle'?"
>"Whatever you say, chief."

>>42670743
I want to take a look at the camera feed, see if we can see him in that.

Also see what the elf girl looked like. Cause I'm certain she had a glamour on.

>>42670743
>"Let me guess, 'find the shit nozzle'?"

Also, seconding taking a look at those cameras

>>42670743
>>"Let me guess, 'find the shit nozzle'?"

>>42670743
>"Let me guess, 'find the shit nozzle'?"
Do we still have that security pass?
Check the computers to see who account was used to make it

>>42670743
>Lemme guess, 'find the shit nozzle?' Because I'm totally up for that.

"Let me guess, 'find the shit nozzle'?"

"Right in one, Smith. I can't trust anyone else with this, they'll just think I'm crazy. We can't even report a burglary if we don't find anything missing. So I'm going to have to rely on you to find those dick weasels."

"I'll do what I can. For now, why don't we start with the footage."

"Sounds like a good plan. Come over here, I'll log you onto the system." He heads over to the reception desk and pulls up a program. He types in a few words, and suddenly you have access to all the grainy footage you could want. "For now, lets just stick to the lobby cam. Here's your receptionist, looks normal enough." That's weird. None of her genemods show up on the camera. She looks like the chief said, normal."Prior to 2 hours ago, there was no Samantha on the personel registry. She hacked herself onto it. No last name, though." There she goes, running out the building. And about now Boi should walk in the lobby. Except, there's no one there, the door just opens and closes itself. "There's no microphone in the cameras, so we can't tell if whatever he had masked his voice too." A cloud of sand appears out of thin air, and your tazer shoots at nothing."Nice shot, Takehiko. Not quite sure how you pulled it off, though." The chief comes in, you take off the charm, and C Boi shows up."We're just gonna slow it down here." C Boi reaches for the flowers, and as he touches them his hand fills up with a green light. The footage gets a bit hazy, and the both of you fall asleep, just like he said. The little fucker does a dance, picks up his trinkets, and dashes out the building, looks like in the same direction as Samantha.

>"Why'd he leave the flower?"
>"What now?"
Other

>>42671360
>Have the flowers analyzed, tell the Chief we might be dealing with magic, or some other bullshit. The cameras get any leads on the receptionist?

>>42671360
>Why'd he leave the flower?

>>42671360
>>42671402
seconded

>>42671402

This

>>42671360
Fucker tea-bagged us
This will not be forgotten

>>42671360
>"Why'd he leave the flower?"

Make multiple copies of this footage now before the hacker breaks into the system to clean up their mess

>>42671627
>Make multiple copies of this footage now before the hacker breaks into the system to clean up their mess
This is also a very good idea

>>42671627
Physical copies would be nice.
Also, let's get a sketch artist for the genemodder.

>>42671360
> Analyze flowers, hard copy of footage, sketch suspects

>>42671360
>>42671773
Backing and also check to see if security card readers been used by suspicion ids

Gets this building under lock-down mode

"At the risk of sounding crazy, this looks like magic. This stuff would be too expensive otherwise."

"You're right, you sound crazy. If I hadn't seen if myself, I'd say you were. That's why we can't call anyone else into this, not unless you know you can trust them."

"I see your point. We should probably start with the flower first. Not many have purple petals."

"You'd be surprised with what they can do with genetics these days, but you're right. It's our only lead, besides his feathers and his necklace, which we don't have. Tell you what, I'll get the techs working on a list of stores that sell either of those items, and tomorrow you can check them out. For now, go home and get some rest."

"Thanks chief, see you tomorrow."

"Bright and early, mind you. This isn't a night shift job."

>I'm afraid I'm going to have to cut off here. Next thread should be Thursday, and it should be longer.

>Twitter: https://twitter.com/Oreloda

>>42671869

Thanks for running man, I like it