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RPG Character Death Stories Thread: | by RetiQlum2 | 2005-05-04 14:56:26 |
| Sneaking stealthily into the sewers, |
by LongFist |
2005-05-04 18:37:15 |
...our team had the ultimate advantage. You see, the Knight-Errant Security troops (a full force, actually) had been informed that we would be infiltrating their "warehouse" (warehouse indeed: it contained several illegal biolabs - but I'm getting well ahead of myself here) via monowire speedlines from the neighboring AltaBank's class-AAA-secured parking deck.
So - during our moment of despair (shortly after killing the individual with loose lips), it became obvious that - with their resources, we'd be toast if we came within five miles of the place. That's when our orc squatter ('Rasputin' - of all names) mentioned that she lived not far from there, and could get us really close to the "warehouse", with no fuss at all. Hint: Orcz deck too! You just can't judge a book by its cover - regardless of how stupid they pretend to be...) After everyone looking at her for several stunned seconds, she went on to describe the path she would take through the sewers. Our rigger called and cancelled our helicopter (we didn't see how we'd be able to use it - Knight-Errant has dozens more, and better armed than ours, too...). Re-planning began, and everyone was ready in less than an hour...
The sewers were shadow-dark in the light places, and darker than the inside of someone's mouth in others. There were places where it seemed light was afraid to go - and we passed through them quietly, quickly, and alertly - hoping to avoid any nasties (which would avoid alerting our target - of course)!
As we entered a nasty little "H"-pipe intersection, a cloaked figure blossomed before us, a horridly dense (and putrid) smoke spreading around it, causing the front line to shy back.
"You will never exit this demesne!" the creature's baritone voice echoed, apparently under the (mistaken) impression that we were after it). "Many many vampire hunters already sleep with the dead here - prepare to join them!"
Being the decker of the crew, I fell back and drew out my Colt ManHunter, checking that I had a round chambered and was prepared for battle.
Blancemange, the new street samurai, was on his first run (apparently), and had just acquired his new toy: a Panther Assault Cannon. In less time than it took the decker to fall back, the street sam' had pulled the trigger; the result a direct centre-of-mass hit on the (apparent) vampire.
Might I take a second here, to illuminate that the Panther Assault Cannon fires shaped charge explosives? Thank you...
The party, resplendent with other toys that go <BOOM>, was pretty much fragged. The initial explosion tore (me) the decker to shreds, and killed any party member standing closer than I was to the initial target - which (for some reason we ever cared to explore) remained apparently unharmed!
...the party rapidly retraced their steps, and as they hit the streets, separated to make a beeline for various street docs and shaman that might still be open for business...
Which just goes to show that somewhere, someone may be planning a ShadowRun of their own - and if you're lucky, you're not the target... ...we had accidently come across that creature's lair - but he (it?) thought that it was our target. I wonder what would have happened had ShadowWalker successfully talked to it? |
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