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Casino Clash

2026-08-11T17:15:37Z

Denomar: /* Player After Action Reports (AARs) */

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|Date=2087-08-07


|GM= Breeze


|Location= Seattle, Everett


|Ally= Yakuza
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|RunnerList={{AARCharacterList|Exodus|Mordred|Poe|H-R}}
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|Threat= High


|Metaplot= Emerald City Clash
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|OppositionFaction=Ciarnello Family
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[[Category:Runs]] 

==Summary==

A very well executed heist for the sake of the ongoing gang war.

==Background==

Among the rivalries springing about in the greater Emerald City Clash, a more subtle one raging forth was between the Mafia and Yakuza. Constant syndicate rivals, the two were much less involved than the direct allies and enemies of the Cutters and Ancients, serving more like middlemen than as distinct belligerents. That did not stop them from wanting to undercut each other. But both sides needed information, and careful planning.

And the Yakuza had a tip on just how to disrupt the plans of a certain Ciarnello family. They just needed warm bodies to help round out the team.

==The Meet==

[[Exodus]], [[Poe]], [[Mordred]], and [[H-R]] answered the call to a small Izakaya that Friday morning. They met with a young up and coming enforcer over in Tacoma, and got straight to business. They were needed to help in the pilfering of a special item, a datachip with specific decals on it that marked it as the target. They were not allowed to know what was in it, but they were allowed to work one of two angles to assist: bait, or deep diving in an infil to the casino they wanted hit for the chip called The Diamond in the Rough. Either the team would have to play cat and mouse and get a good chunk of the security force away (and hopefully avoid HTR) or they'd be in the belly of the beast for the run and have to risk fighting fairly tight security to get through and find this chip somewhere in the large casino. 10k a piece for being bait, 16k instead if they were bold enough to do infil. They managed to work together to bully this low tier enforcer into securing some burner sins for them to use here and to give them a bit of an operational budget to work with. With that, he leaves them to it.

==The Plan==

After some preliminary searching and prior knowledge on the scene gives the gang background info on the mafia affiliations and the general layout and staff roster of the place, they resolve to attack it from two angles. The first is some additional legwork and chip searching by Exodus a day before to see about finding the chip if at all possible. The second is for Poe to work his magic and his connections with a surprise would-be Ares wage mage now working freelance for the family to take him out of the picture. H-R would be handling any security and hopefully avoiding the spider inside, and Mordred could provide backup and flex into a number of different roles to help the team smooth things over and play things by ear.

==The Run==

Poe managed to convince his unwilling associate Danny Hoffman to give dirt on that soured employee in exchange for publicly embarrassing him in front of his superiors as a way to set up for his much more scrutinized return as an asset. Poe summoned a spirit to utterly befuddle this man in his sleep, planting a number of suggestions into his head that would make the next day awful for him and his employees. Meanwhile, Exodus made her way inside and drew the attention of the manager, one Aria C Arridirre. A young up and comer, social adept, and seemingly paranoid yet flirtatious woman. She gave her a look at the VIP section, gave Exodus a grand tour of the inside and a chance at a VIP lounge, and also demonstrated just how bad of an idea it would be for the team to mess with magical security this intense directly.

The next day came and the team came in with their fake sins ready, finding Pete D. Walton making a right fool of himself and aggravating the hell out of the manager. Mordred ran interference and got caught up in the ineffectual temper tantrum the mage through as H-R got Exodus in after Poe found the chip storage in the managers office with his spells and hung back. The plan worked, with only a slight hiccup that required Poe to pull the fire alarm and give Exodus just a bit more time to slip into the crowd.

==Aftermath==

The team made a clean exfil out of there, and the Yakuza were deeply pleased with getting information on the clientele the Mafia were trading to and trading for during all of this.

Danny Hoffman was pleased with Poe's performance, and took Walton "under his wing" as a very tightly controlled asset for the future.

==Rewards==

16k Nuyen (8 RVP)

4 Karma (4 RVP)

8 CDP (2 base + 3 RVP)

Poe can take a chip off of Danny Hoffman for helping him get his hands on an asset

Narrative Consequences

The Yakuza are able to get their hands on compromising information on the operations of the Ciarnello Family. Good help for the future, and means to help them deal with them behind the scenes during the war

Peter Walton, Rituallist Extraordinaire, gets ripped a new one by his bosses, and ends up getting pulled in by Danny Hoffman when he gives him an offer for a real position again and is practically his stooge

==Game Quotes==

{{Gamequote|Amusing quote from game.}}

==Player After Action Reports (AARs)==

Mordred stretched his jaw with a grunt. Walton didn't really know how to throw one, but it still stung having to take one on the chin. He stepped out of the Casino in the sweltering night air and glanced around the corner. The bouncers were in the middle of having a 'conversation' with the poor sot. He hesitated only a moment before trudging towards the small group.

"What the frag Pete?" said an Orc in a cheap suit. He loomed over the disheveled man like a mythical barn door. With arms that showed the characteristic bulge of bioware enhanced musculature making him look more like a cartoon than a metahuman. "Yeah, you should take a few days off if you know what's good for you." said the other, a furtive looking human with his sleeves rolled up. The shorter man poked Walton with what looked like a taser in a fold up finger tip and Walton grunted in pain. Mordred fought back a grin at seeing the man suffering from his success then intervened.

"Hey Chummers. Don't be too hard on the guy. I know how hard it can be when stress builds up. I'm sure he didn't mean anything by it." Mordred's voice was a glottal growl of scar tissue, he twisted his face into what he could best turn into an easy going smile. "Let me take this guy off your hands for a bit. I'm sure he just needs to take a walk." The Orc spat at his feet. "Sure. No synth off our nose."

Mordred reached down with a shaky hand and held it out to Walton. He briefly wondered whether or not the spirits possessing Walton's clothing was still present but dismissed the thought as a risk he'd be willing to take. He'd heard that those things were very, very literal. "Come on. No hard feelings chummer. I'll buy you a drink down the street." Walton looked at the cyberarm that recently dropped him bodily through a roulette table and hesitated. "It's alright." Mordred grunted. "hitting time's all done." He hauled Walton to his feet and slung an arm around his back. Walton was a good deal taller than the stocky operative, though he guessed that because of his own augmentations they were probably similar in weight. He slowly began to walk down the street away from the Casino. "So, you got any plans going forward? I don't know how much this place is going to agree with you in the morning?" Mordred asked.

Walton shook his head mournfully and sighed for a moment. "I mean...I did a bit of work for Ares. I guess I could always ask if they could up my hours." he was distracted and shaken up and he didn't notice as Mordred slowly but surely steered the conversation from the street into an alley as he confessed his frustrations. The after effects of the spiritual influence was clearly playing with his inhibitions. Then, Mordred made his move. With an effort of will Mordred turned and slammed his left arm into Walton's chest pinning him to the plastcrete wall with the force of a trash compactor. The indigo lights beneath the plates whining with the effort. Mordred knew that he didn't have long before the effort played hell with his nervous system and his hand started to jerk spasmodically. He raised his other hand and stiffened his fingers into a knife's point an inch from Walton's face. Walton for his part attempted to say "What the Frag" but his air was forced from his chest with an explosive whoosh. Mordred's eyes were electric blue stilettos in the darkened alley. He leaned in and spoke. "Alright, drekbrain. Listen up and listen close. I need something from you, and if I don't hear the right words in the right tone of voice I'm going to twist your optical nerves around your neck and choke you to death. Do you scan?" Walton's eyes went wide and he nodded once, a fleck of spittle dripping from his panicked jaw. "Good. When you go back to Ares like a good little wage slave you are going to have a great and comfortable life. But some day I'm going to find you, and I'm going to ask you a question and you better having a Fucking Answer."

Walton looked into those soulless blue cybereyes and he didn't see any amount of hesitation. He nodded again.

Mordred leaned in so close that the light from his eyes were all that Walton could see.

"'''Who. Is. Uther?'''"

2026-08-04T00:06:45Z

Denomar:

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=Character Information=

===Summary===
A Human Street Samurai Fresh off Life Support. Skilled in automatics and unarmed combat but almost crippled by severe burns on his back and neck.
===Goals===
Attain the nuyen to pay for expensive rehabilitative surgery for his nervous system, cyberarms, and essence restoration.
Long term he wants to put paid to his past no matter how unattainable the target.

==Background==
Not much of Mordred's past is easily attainable or verifiable. When particularly drunk he once claimed that he was a member of an elite counterintelligence squad called the Black Knights that were put paid during the political instability that followed Cross Applied Technologies getting the vote onto the corporate court and their unceremonious fall from grace not long after. If it is true any records of Mordred's former life are buried somewhere in a corporate data center and haven't seen light for a long time. Still, Something violent and life altering happened to the guy.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
'''Biocompatability (Cyberware) and Cyber-Singularity Seeker''': There's got to be some reason that Mordred isn't yet a Cyberzombie or how he was able to survive the explosion that almost took his head off. It seems like he was built strong enough to survive. That still holds true, he's one tough motherfragger and no mistake.

'''Natural Leader''': Mordred is pretty sharp, and pretty down to earth. Without reaching the staggering heights of genius or the pitfalls of the opposite. Despite his injuries he is well spoken and intuitive and you can expect him to act rationally in most situations, further he's got a lot of insight into the ways of corporate security, its that experience he banks upon when his body doesn't hit up to snuff.

'''Shoot First, Don't Ask''': Mordred is planning on walking into a secure location with a machine gun. If someone is going to point a gun back at him then he won't hesitate. See the second verse of 'Aint no Rest for the Wicked' for context.

===Negative===
'''Busted Cyberware (Wired Reflexes) and Unsteady Hands''': Mordred's head, neck and upper back carry serious scarring consistent with a localized explosive. How he survived boggles the mind. As a result he occasionally suffers tremors, slurred speech, and loss of coordination.

'''Impassive''': Mordred is a pretty cool customer who seems to have seen a lot of violence, he doesn't flinch at much. He's also got so much cyberware that he's just a soft push from losing everything left to him.

'''Vendetta (Ares)''': The Black Knights were an Ares outfit and an internal rival to the Firewatch. Mordred doesn't know who pulled the plug (and by extension the trigger) on them, but he doesn't want to work for Ares if he can help it.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


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|Name=Henry
|Loyalty=2
|Chips=Even
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{{HasContact|
|Name=Jane Foster
|Loyalty=2
|Chips=Even
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|Name=Ronin Koike
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===Organizations===


The Finnegan Family: -10

===Allies===

===Enemies===
What putz doesn't make a boatload of people who want them buried. If you look real close though, there's a very distinctive bit of helmed artwork on Mordred's left cyberarm that hasn't been completely buffed off...

=In Character Information=
...
==Symbols and Signatures==
...
==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult=Mordred is the legendary son and traitor of Arthur, mythical king of England...
|MidResult=Mordred is a retired mercenary soldier.
|HighResult=Mordred is a professional mercenary with corporate security training.
}}

==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult=Mordred is the worst street samurai on the haven.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult=Mordred is a busted up former pro soldier and shadowrunner.
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult=Mordred is a former corporate trained security expert whose knowledge of tactics help to balance his serious injuries.
}}

==Assensing Table==
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|Result1= Lingering medical trauma. Focused. Obvious left and right Cyberarms. Mundane
|Result2= Cyberware in left arm, right arm, head, torso, spine, eyes. Neck.
|Result3= Alphaware plastic bone lacing, cybereyes, datajack, internal air tank, internal commlink, wired reflexes (destroyed)
|Result4= Alphaware Reflex Recorder. 2.1050 Essence
|Result5= Not a technomancer. PTSD. Third Degree Burns and Neuropathy.
}}

==SINs==
(Fake) Trent O'Donohue

==Appearance==
A slight man with a presence bigger than his form. Perhaps his footsteps are louder, no wait, they Are louder. There is a solidity to this man that is unnatural.

He wears a close cropped white beard and a severe crewcut. He has high quality cybereyes of fine implementation in electric blue. His neck and the back of his head are a mass of scar tissue that disappears below the collar of the thick sleeveless denim jacket that he wears over a simple brown t-shirt tucked into ballistic fatigues and tightly laced steel toed boots. His arms stand out; they are gunmetal black cyberarms with blue glowing undercircuitry. Fine pieces at first glance, but on closer inspection you are pretty sure if he didn't have them crossed over his chest they may actually be falling limp at his sides. Something is clearly wrong here. You aren't sure whether you'd rather send this guy to Urgent Care, or a Museum.

=== Clothing ===
Mordred's sense of style could best be described as Utilitarian, Slightly out of Date, cheap, and Army Dad.

===Matrix Persona===

==Media Mentions==

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

==Inspirations==
Karl Urban in Doom. Delta Force. Red Wraith. Jax from Mortal Kombat. Soldier 76.

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2026-08-04T00:05:53Z

Denomar:

Midnight Stroll

2026-08-03T04:52:55Z

Denomar: /* Game Quotes */

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|Date=2087-07-31


|GM= PeepTheDictator


|Location=Seattle


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[[Category:Runs]] 

==Summary==
Multiple plans well executed lead to a pay well deserved.

==Background==

==The Meet==
Meeting at Midnight in the streets of Everett, the runners run into an elven woman at Soybucks. Stating a very simple objective for the runners to accomplish. A shipment was scheduled to be departing from a Casino in Everett and sent to an anonymous location yet to be discovered. Aboard said shipment is a box with an item of worth to the J. She wants it not in the hands of whoever the shipment was being sent to, whether by its destruction or more preferably its acquisition. The first clue being a nearby Knight Errant precinct, which she has evidence to prove possesses information on the box and where it was going. After some failed negotiations, the runners agreed and set off to perform reconnaissance.

==The Plan==
The runners first heading towards the precinct prepared themselves accordingly, the host present likely very well guarded with a competent spider to match. Copperhead however, had a separate idea to make the job far easier for Muffet, if just non-existent. Walking towards the woman at the front desk posing as a detective looking into matters involving the shipment. After an expertly maintained con, the woman behind the front desk gave him the information they possessed about the shipment. Copperhead thanking them before heading out with the information in hand.

Time was short however, the runners only had till the end of the night and whenever the shipment would be sent. So to the matrix and their contacts the runners went! The information Knight Errant gave was solid but not enough to have the case be open and closed. The box was taken from a Casino in Everett and sent alongside a mysterious benefactor. Muffet through their various searches and Huntress with her knowledge of various militaristic companies in the area was able to figure out the company hired to escort the convoy. Devilsons, a local PMC specializing in a jack of all trades type arrangement. Top of the line military vehicles and soldiers for hire with excellent overall reviews. The most notable thing however being a Dodge Rhino the PMC seemed to gloat about. Ribbon able to discern the vehicle had been upgraded with armor and likely a multitude of overall upgrades made to better compliment a rigger.

With one brief call Ribbon was able to find out more about the Casino, itself being owned by the Triads and themselves likely the employer of the PMC. Acknowledging this fact Muffet searched the matrix for the location of their base. Finding them in a small gated off warehouse. The runners still in deliberation as to how to retrieve the box yet all the same, they headed, ready for whatever came next.

==The Run==
Once there Muffet began examining the hose. A decently spicy host at rating 7. Multiple devices and cameras slaved to it. But through her experience. Navagating through the IC and dealing with the occassional rating 4 device. The hose was hers to command. Able to peer inside and see the group of mercenaries in various states of readiness and observing a large 3 by 3 by 4 foot box that may likely be their objective. After giving Huntress an all clear to enter and a datatap the scout headed in herself to physically investigate the threat and learn what else was there to discover about their opfor.

Whilst inside and the host already weakened, Muffet was able to disable the cameras and electric fence allowing Huntress physical entrance to the facility to place a datatap on the Dodge Rhino the PMC flaunted about. Herself able to see and dodge the decently potent watcher spirits that patrolled it. Timing their positions just right to slip past and towards the door. From the outside hearing the sounds of clanking metal.

Muffet unlocking it for Huntress as she peered inside at a group of 4 maintenance staff. Able to sneak through them with relative ease, the next room would prove to be more... difficult. Nearly all members of the PMC were inside and surrounded the vehicle. Taking a gambit and knowing she needed to datatap the vehicle. A small group of more elite individuals in a room to the right. But for now, she needed to evade detection. Sticking close to the sides of the wall and waiting for openings between them. Able to dart towards the vehicle just in time and place the datatap. Also recording and sending images of the planned route she was able to see and overhear.

Through expert usage of her RPC and sticking again to the shadows, Huntress then decided to peer through the door where the more elite figures were said to dwell. Noticing however before opening the door to far. A Simple metallic bell connected to the door that would go off should someone enter or exit the room. Herself then only able to assense a dwarf and human. Them both possessing a decent quantity of ware. Taking this into account Huntress exited as silently as she entered. With the datatap in place, the runners set an ambush along the convoy's route in Snohomish. Ready to take their plan to the next level and put on a show while they were at it.

==Aftermath==
Now came the time to strike, Huntress, Red Ribbon, and Muffet all loading Stick n' Shock into their respective weapons to the side of the highway the convoy was heading through. Copperhead meanwhile readied himself, dressing in a nice and imposing set of High Fashion armor and painted over ballistic mask. Then the convoy arrived, Muffet performing several dataspikes on the vehicle, damaging it immensely and pulling the convoy to a screeching halt. And in the chaos Copperhead approached, arms outstretched "Gentlefolk. The hour grows late and as you can see your vehicle is not cooperating. I would advise you to place your weapons on the ground and exit the vehicle. I assure you that all angles are covered and it would be a poor choice to test their patience. Knight Errant will be along shortly and your comfort will be seen too. Thank you for your cooperation."

The convoy, not wanting trouble nor casualties, viewing their own numbers rather than the shipment gave it away after a failed attempt to stall for time as their backup arrived. Huntress quickly gathering the shipment before darting off as fast as she arrived.

The runners once again returned home, with a successful pay in hand.

==Rewards==
Midnight Stroll Run Rewards: 20 RVP
*20k nuyen
*10 karma
*2 CDP

*This run counts as an initiation for Huntress

==Game Quotes==

'''Copperhead:''' You know Mr. Johnson. When you put it like that, I have to tell you, I can absolutely understand why you can't afford to pay more for this job. You make a very compelling point. Also, can I just say that your tailored pheromones smell absolutely ''ravishing'' today.

==Player After Action Reports (AARs)==
'''Copperhead:''' As promised. Let me take a moment to shill the services of Devilson Security. Professional. Calm under pressure. Unwilling to throw away the lives of their employees. I'd recommend if you are looking for a job in the military security complex you could do worse.

Midnight Stroll

2026-08-03T04:51:36Z

Denomar: /* Player After Action Reports (AARs) */

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[[Category:Runs]] 

==Summary==
Multiple plans well executed lead to a pay well deserved.

==Background==

==The Meet==
Meeting at Midnight in the streets of Everett, the runners run into an elven woman at Soybucks. Stating a very simple objective for the runners to accomplish. A shipment was scheduled to be departing from a Casino in Everett and sent to an anonymous location yet to be discovered. Aboard said shipment is a box with an item of worth to the J. She wants it not in the hands of whoever the shipment was being sent to, whether by its destruction or more preferably its acquisition. The first clue being a nearby Knight Errant precinct, which she has evidence to prove possesses information on the box and where it was going. After some failed negotiations, the runners agreed and set off to perform reconnaissance.

==The Plan==
The runners first heading towards the precinct prepared themselves accordingly, the host present likely very well guarded with a competent spider to match. Copperhead however, had a separate idea to make the job far easier for Muffet, if just non-existent. Walking towards the woman at the front desk posing as a detective looking into matters involving the shipment. After an expertly maintained con, the woman behind the front desk gave him the information they possessed about the shipment. Copperhead thanking them before heading out with the information in hand.

Time was short however, the runners only had till the end of the night and whenever the shipment would be sent. So to the matrix and their contacts the runners went! The information Knight Errant gave was solid but not enough to have the case be open and closed. The box was taken from a Casino in Everett and sent alongside a mysterious benefactor. Muffet through their various searches and Huntress with her knowledge of various militaristic companies in the area was able to figure out the company hired to escort the convoy. Devilsons, a local PMC specializing in a jack of all trades type arrangement. Top of the line military vehicles and soldiers for hire with excellent overall reviews. The most notable thing however being a Dodge Rhino the PMC seemed to gloat about. Ribbon able to discern the vehicle had been upgraded with armor and likely a multitude of overall upgrades made to better compliment a rigger.

With one brief call Ribbon was able to find out more about the Casino, itself being owned by the Triads and themselves likely the employer of the PMC. Acknowledging this fact Muffet searched the matrix for the location of their base. Finding them in a small gated off warehouse. The runners still in deliberation as to how to retrieve the box yet all the same, they headed, ready for whatever came next.

==The Run==
Once there Muffet began examining the hose. A decently spicy host at rating 7. Multiple devices and cameras slaved to it. But through her experience. Navagating through the IC and dealing with the occassional rating 4 device. The hose was hers to command. Able to peer inside and see the group of mercenaries in various states of readiness and observing a large 3 by 3 by 4 foot box that may likely be their objective. After giving Huntress an all clear to enter and a datatap the scout headed in herself to physically investigate the threat and learn what else was there to discover about their opfor.

Whilst inside and the host already weakened, Muffet was able to disable the cameras and electric fence allowing Huntress physical entrance to the facility to place a datatap on the Dodge Rhino the PMC flaunted about. Herself able to see and dodge the decently potent watcher spirits that patrolled it. Timing their positions just right to slip past and towards the door. From the outside hearing the sounds of clanking metal.

Muffet unlocking it for Huntress as she peered inside at a group of 4 maintenance staff. Able to sneak through them with relative ease, the next room would prove to be more... difficult. Nearly all members of the PMC were inside and surrounded the vehicle. Taking a gambit and knowing she needed to datatap the vehicle. A small group of more elite individuals in a room to the right. But for now, she needed to evade detection. Sticking close to the sides of the wall and waiting for openings between them. Able to dart towards the vehicle just in time and place the datatap. Also recording and sending images of the planned route she was able to see and overhear.

Through expert usage of her RPC and sticking again to the shadows, Huntress then decided to peer through the door where the more elite figures were said to dwell. Noticing however before opening the door to far. A Simple metallic bell connected to the door that would go off should someone enter or exit the room. Herself then only able to assense a dwarf and human. Them both possessing a decent quantity of ware. Taking this into account Huntress exited as silently as she entered. With the datatap in place, the runners set an ambush along the convoy's route in Snohomish. Ready to take their plan to the next level and put on a show while they were at it.

==Aftermath==
Now came the time to strike, Huntress, Red Ribbon, and Muffet all loading Stick n' Shock into their respective weapons to the side of the highway the convoy was heading through. Copperhead meanwhile readied himself, dressing in a nice and imposing set of High Fashion armor and painted over ballistic mask. Then the convoy arrived, Muffet performing several dataspikes on the vehicle, damaging it immensely and pulling the convoy to a screeching halt. And in the chaos Copperhead approached, arms outstretched "Gentlefolk. The hour grows late and as you can see your vehicle is not cooperating. I would advise you to place your weapons on the ground and exit the vehicle. I assure you that all angles are covered and it would be a poor choice to test their patience. Knight Errant will be along shortly and your comfort will be seen too. Thank you for your cooperation."

The convoy, not wanting trouble nor casualties, viewing their own numbers rather than the shipment gave it away after a failed attempt to stall for time as their backup arrived. Huntress quickly gathering the shipment before darting off as fast as she arrived.

The runners once again returned home, with a successful pay in hand.

==Rewards==
Midnight Stroll Run Rewards: 20 RVP
*20k nuyen
*10 karma
*2 CDP

*This run counts as an initiation for Huntress

==Game Quotes==

{{Gamequote|Amusing quote from game.}}

==Player After Action Reports (AARs)==
'''Copperhead:''' As promised. Let me take a moment to shill the services of Devilson Security. Professional. Calm under pressure. Unwilling to throw away the lives of their employees. I'd recommend if you are looking for a job in the military security complex you could do worse.

Midnight Stroll

2026-08-03T04:51:02Z

Denomar: /* Player After Action Reports (AARs) */

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[[Category:Runs]] 

==Summary==
Multiple plans well executed lead to a pay well deserved.

==Background==

==The Meet==
Meeting at Midnight in the streets of Everett, the runners run into an elven woman at Soybucks. Stating a very simple objective for the runners to accomplish. A shipment was scheduled to be departing from a Casino in Everett and sent to an anonymous location yet to be discovered. Aboard said shipment is a box with an item of worth to the J. She wants it not in the hands of whoever the shipment was being sent to, whether by its destruction or more preferably its acquisition. The first clue being a nearby Knight Errant precinct, which she has evidence to prove possesses information on the box and where it was going. After some failed negotiations, the runners agreed and set off to perform reconnaissance.

==The Plan==
The runners first heading towards the precinct prepared themselves accordingly, the host present likely very well guarded with a competent spider to match. Copperhead however, had a separate idea to make the job far easier for Muffet, if just non-existent. Walking towards the woman at the front desk posing as a detective looking into matters involving the shipment. After an expertly maintained con, the woman behind the front desk gave him the information they possessed about the shipment. Copperhead thanking them before heading out with the information in hand.

Time was short however, the runners only had till the end of the night and whenever the shipment would be sent. So to the matrix and their contacts the runners went! The information Knight Errant gave was solid but not enough to have the case be open and closed. The box was taken from a Casino in Everett and sent alongside a mysterious benefactor. Muffet through their various searches and Huntress with her knowledge of various militaristic companies in the area was able to figure out the company hired to escort the convoy. Devilsons, a local PMC specializing in a jack of all trades type arrangement. Top of the line military vehicles and soldiers for hire with excellent overall reviews. The most notable thing however being a Dodge Rhino the PMC seemed to gloat about. Ribbon able to discern the vehicle had been upgraded with armor and likely a multitude of overall upgrades made to better compliment a rigger.

With one brief call Ribbon was able to find out more about the Casino, itself being owned by the Triads and themselves likely the employer of the PMC. Acknowledging this fact Muffet searched the matrix for the location of their base. Finding them in a small gated off warehouse. The runners still in deliberation as to how to retrieve the box yet all the same, they headed, ready for whatever came next.

==The Run==
Once there Muffet began examining the hose. A decently spicy host at rating 7. Multiple devices and cameras slaved to it. But through her experience. Navagating through the IC and dealing with the occassional rating 4 device. The hose was hers to command. Able to peer inside and see the group of mercenaries in various states of readiness and observing a large 3 by 3 by 4 foot box that may likely be their objective. After giving Huntress an all clear to enter and a datatap the scout headed in herself to physically investigate the threat and learn what else was there to discover about their opfor.

Whilst inside and the host already weakened, Muffet was able to disable the cameras and electric fence allowing Huntress physical entrance to the facility to place a datatap on the Dodge Rhino the PMC flaunted about. Herself able to see and dodge the decently potent watcher spirits that patrolled it. Timing their positions just right to slip past and towards the door. From the outside hearing the sounds of clanking metal.

Muffet unlocking it for Huntress as she peered inside at a group of 4 maintenance staff. Able to sneak through them with relative ease, the next room would prove to be more... difficult. Nearly all members of the PMC were inside and surrounded the vehicle. Taking a gambit and knowing she needed to datatap the vehicle. A small group of more elite individuals in a room to the right. But for now, she needed to evade detection. Sticking close to the sides of the wall and waiting for openings between them. Able to dart towards the vehicle just in time and place the datatap. Also recording and sending images of the planned route she was able to see and overhear.

Through expert usage of her RPC and sticking again to the shadows, Huntress then decided to peer through the door where the more elite figures were said to dwell. Noticing however before opening the door to far. A Simple metallic bell connected to the door that would go off should someone enter or exit the room. Herself then only able to assense a dwarf and human. Them both possessing a decent quantity of ware. Taking this into account Huntress exited as silently as she entered. With the datatap in place, the runners set an ambush along the convoy's route in Snohomish. Ready to take their plan to the next level and put on a show while they were at it.

==Aftermath==
Now came the time to strike, Huntress, Red Ribbon, and Muffet all loading Stick n' Shock into their respective weapons to the side of the highway the convoy was heading through. Copperhead meanwhile readied himself, dressing in a nice and imposing set of High Fashion armor and painted over ballistic mask. Then the convoy arrived, Muffet performing several dataspikes on the vehicle, damaging it immensely and pulling the convoy to a screeching halt. And in the chaos Copperhead approached, arms outstretched "Gentlefolk. The hour grows late and as you can see your vehicle is not cooperating. I would advise you to place your weapons on the ground and exit the vehicle. I assure you that all angles are covered and it would be a poor choice to test their patience. Knight Errant will be along shortly and your comfort will be seen too. Thank you for your cooperation."

The convoy, not wanting trouble nor casualties, viewing their own numbers rather than the shipment gave it away after a failed attempt to stall for time as their backup arrived. Huntress quickly gathering the shipment before darting off as fast as she arrived.

The runners once again returned home, with a successful pay in hand.

==Rewards==
Midnight Stroll Run Rewards: 20 RVP
*20k nuyen
*10 karma
*2 CDP

*This run counts as an initiation for Huntress

==Game Quotes==

{{Gamequote|Amusing quote from game.}}

==Player After Action Reports (AARs)==
[[Copperhead:]] As promised. Let me take a moment to shill the services of Devilson Security. Professional. Calm under pressure. Unwilling to throw away the lives of their employees. I'd recommend if you are looking for a job in the military security complex you could do worse.

2026-07-02T21:45:15Z

Denomar: /* Contacts */

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=Character Information=

===Summary===
A Human decker with a stressful past. Skilled in computers and hardware of all sorts and sporting advanced cybernetics.

===Goals===
Attain fabulous wealth and prestige in the shadow community. Remove any trace of the bounty placed on his head. Find "Uther" and retire them. Permanently.

==Background==
R00k's past is definitely not public information. Sort of. David Manystars callsign Galahad is very much noted by Ares Macrotechnology. A decking prodigy, David was, in essence, a child soldier in the employ of Ares macrotechnology as part of the Black Knight project. It didn't go well. He is the only member of the former team that is known by the corporation to be alive (at least officially) and as such has a bounty on his head. Now running under the name R00k and a fake sin he's managed to stay one step ahead of internal affairs, but its only a matter of time unless he puts an intense amount of nuyen and time into erasing that record.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
'''Perfect Time and Quick Config''': On the matrix R00k is Fast and precise. His precision indicates years of practice.

'''Restricted Gear''': Some of R00k's bioware is incredibly rare, indicating that he must have had corporate access. Especially considering how sparse his living environment is.

'''Trust Data, Not Lore''': "I have no interest in unquantifiable rumors. I must keep looking until I find something concrete."

===Negative===
'''Records on File and Wanted 35000 nuyen, dead or alive''': David Manystars is on record as a traitor to Ares. His strongest motivation is figuring out how to get out from under that. Perhaps faking his death would help...

'''Vendetta (Ares)''': There's a shadowy figure in Ares middle management code named Uther. R00k wants him dead.

'''Paranoia''': It isn't paranoia ''if they're actually after you!''

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


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{{HasContact|
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===Organizations===


===Allies===

===Enemies===
Uther. Dispatcher of the Black Knight project. Ares by extension to some degree

=In Character Information=
...
==Symbols and Signatures==
...
==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult=Did you mean a Rook? A rook most commonly refers to a large black bird in the crow family, a major piece in chess, or a classic trick-taking card game
|MidResult=R00k is a decker for hire.
|HighResult=R00k is a skilled independent decker with a suspiciously low matrix footprint.
}}

==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult= R00k is a competent decker in the Seattle metroplex
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult= R00k is a decker with a bunch of Ares cybernetic implants
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult= R00k is a skilled decker but he's paranoid about Ares. refuses to work with Ares Johnsons. Weird.
}}

==Assensing Table==
{{AssensingTable|
|Result1= Healthy but stressed out. Obvious left Cyberarm. Mundane
|Result2= Cyberware in left arm, head, spine, eyes. Neck.
|Result3= no further results
|Result4= Bioware in head and spine. 2.50 Essence
|Result5= *I have a secret I am desperate for you not to find out* Not a technomancer.
}}

==SINs==
(Fake) Joshua Franks. Professional Matrix Security Specialist.

(Fake) Jon Matrison. Professional Matrix Security Specialist.

(Records on File) David Manystars. Born Calgary, AMC, Ares Corporate Sin (revoked). Wanted: dead or alive-malicious conspiracy 35000 Nuyen.

==Appearance==
This man has the pale and sallow look common to those who spend far too much time indoors or underneath the perpetual smog common to the sixth world.

He wears a faded motorcycle jacket over faded jeans with faded high top running shoes and a faded almost archaic t shirt for a band called the Howling Belles. His left arm is a faded gunmetal black of a full replacement cyberarm.

In fact, faded is just about the best description for this figure, the only exception being the elaborately detailed electric blue cybereyes that cut through the night aire like luminous stillettos

=== Clothing ===
R00k's sense of style is simple and frankly, cheap.

===Matrix Persona===
A Raven made of stars and galaxies. R00k's matrix programs appear as chess pieces, and he will try to program his infiltrations to look like chess matches.

==Media Mentions==

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]

2026-07-01T05:41:39Z

Denomar:

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=Character Information=

===Summary===
A Human negotiator and assassin with a literal kiss of death.

===Goals===
Unravel the mysteries of his past, revel in a glorious life with wealth and status.

==Background==
There was a time when then man who calls himself Juan Diaz in public and Copperhead on the streets was Aztechnology's favored assassin. The corporation was all he knew for his entire life. What his memory doesn't hold is that he was literally grown in a lab to be almost irresistible. Physically a top athlete and with looks of a supermodel. The process also gave Copperhead naturally occurring venom pouches, which is perhaps a bit more dramatic.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
'''Restricted Gear, Prototype Transhuman, Natural Immunity (Tetrodotoxin Poison)''': Copperhead was grown to be a killer.

===Negative===
'''Social Appearance Anxiety''': After years of being told he was perfect by his creators; Copperhead is very sensitive about maintaining appearances.

'''Spirit Bane (Blood Spirit)''': Copperhead was created by Aztechnology, he was designed to be weak to the blood mages as a means of backup control.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


{{ContactTable|


{{HasContact|
|Name=Broker
|Loyalty=6
|Chips=Even
|}}

{{HasContact|
|Name=Biggie Cheesecake
|Loyalty=5
|Chips=Even
|}}


}}


===Organizations===


===Allies===

===Enemies===
Aztechnology: If the azzies knew that Copperhead were alive, they'd probably want him back.

=In Character Information=
...
==Symbols and Signatures==
...
==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult= Juan Diaz is a high priced escort. Paparazzi video at the Oscars.
|MidResult= Copperhead is a professional mercenary negotiator.
|HighResult= Coppperhead is a shadowrunner face.
}}

==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult= Copperhead is a face and razor boy for hire.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult= Copperhead is skilled face and assassin
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult= Copperhead can charm his way straight past security into the arms of a target and kill with a kiss.
}}

==Assensing Table==
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|Result1= Very Healthy. Self Confident. Mundane
|Result2= no further information
|Result3= Presence of poison. Curiously, no ill effects.
|Result4= Extensive nigh omnipresent Bioware in torso, arms, legs, spine, head, eyes, neck. 3.95 Essence
|Result5= Omnipresent Genetherapy. Prototype Transhuman. Presence of Tetrodotoxin venom pouches inside salivary glands. Not a technomancer
}}

==SINs==
(Fake) Juan Diaz

==Appearance==
Tall, slim, athletic. With caramel skin and naturally golden eyes. This man wears a tailored Mortimer of London suit and a vipers smile.

=== Clothing ===
Copperhead dresses impeccably, tailored suits and high fashion should the situation call for it.

===Matrix Persona===

==Media Mentions==
He once appeared on the arm of Trideo Star (insert name here) at a televised gala. The reporter interviewing her kept letting the camera slip towards him.

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]

Copperhead

2026-07-01T05:35:46Z

Denomar: /* Shadow Community Table */

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=Character Information=

===Summary===
A Human negotiator and assassin with a literal kiss of death.

===Goals===
Unravel the mysteries of his past, revel in a glorious life with wealth and status.

==Background==
There was a time when then man who calls himself Juan Diaz in public and Copperhead on the streets was Aztechnology's favored assassin. The corporation was all he knew for his entire life. What his memory doesn't hold is that he was literally grown in a lab to be almost irresistible. Physically a top athlete and with looks of a supermodel. The process also gave Copperhead naturally occurring venom pouches, which is perhaps a bit more dramatic.

== Narrative Significant Qualities ==

===Positive===
'''Restricted Gear, Prototype Transhuman, Natural Immunity (Tetrodotoxin Poison)''': Copperhead was grown to be a killer.

===Negative===
'''Social Appearance Anxiety''': After years of being told he was perfect by his creators; Copperhead is very sensitive about maintaining appearances.

'''Spirit Bane (Blood Spirit)''': Copperhead was created by Aztechnology, he was designed to be weak to the blood mages as a means of backup control.

==Run History==
{{RunHistory}}


==Affiliations==

===Contacts===


{{ContactTable|


{{HasContact|
|Name=Broker
|Loyalty=6
|Chips=Even
|}}

{{HasContact|
|Name=Biggie Cheesecake
|Loyalty=5
|Chips=Even
|}}


}}


===Organizations===


===Allies===

===Enemies===
Aztechnology: If the azzies knew that Copperhead were alive, they'd probably want him back.

=In Character Information=
...
==Symbols and Signatures==
...
==Matrix Search Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowResult= Juan Diaz is a high priced escort. Paparazzi video at the Oscars.
|MidResult= Copperhead is a professional mercenary negotiator.
|HighResult= Coppperhead is a shadowrunner face.
}}

==Shadow Community Table==
{{SearchTable|
|LowThreshold=1
|LowResult= Copperhead is a face and razor boy for hire.
|MidThreshold=3
|MidResult= Copperhead is skilled face and assassin
|HighThreshold=5
|HighResult= Copperhead can charm his way straight past security into the arms of a target and kill with a kiss.
}}

==SINs==
(Fake) Juan Diaz

==Appearance==
Tall, slim, athletic. With caramel skin and naturally golden eyes. This man wears a tailored Mortimer of London suit and a vipers smile.

=== Clothing ===
Copperhead dresses impeccably, tailored suits and high fashion should the situation call for it.

===Matrix Persona===

==Media Mentions==
He once appeared on the arm of Trideo Star (insert name here) at a televised gala. The reporter interviewing her kept letting the camera slip towards him.

==ShadowGrid Profile Comments==

[[Category:Player Characters]]