Katy Perry - Swish Swish (Part 2) - Revision history

John: page moved

2024-08-21T21:50:48Z

page moved

← Older revision		Revision as of 21:50, 21 August 2024
Line 23:		Line 23:
	\| combatant2 = Horizon		\| combatant2 = Horizon
	\| combatant3 =		\| combatant3 =
	\| commander1 = [[hasRunner::Brieagon]] <br> [[hasRunner::Carbon]] <br> [[hasRunner::Crosley]] <br> [[hasRunner::Mirage]]		\| commander1 = [[hasRunner::Brieagon]] <br> [[hasRunner::Carbon]] <br> [[hasRunner::Crosley]] <br> [[hasRunner::Mirage (reyjinn)]]
	\| commander2 =		\| commander2 =
	\| commander3 =		\| commander3 =

Teksura at 18:05, 9 December 2019

2019-12-09T18:05:45Z

← Older revision		Revision as of 18:05, 9 December 2019
Line 6:		Line 6:
	\| caption =		\| caption =
	\| date = [[hasDate::2079-08-11]]		\| date = [[hasDate::2079-08-11]]
	\| gm = [[DrBurst]]		\| gm = [[hasGM::DrBurst]]
	\| place = Downtown		\| place = Downtown
	\| coordinates =		\| coordinates =
Line 23:		Line 23:
	\| combatant2 = Horizon		\| combatant2 = Horizon
	\| combatant3 =		\| combatant3 =
	\| commander1 = [[Brieagon]] <br> [[Carbon]] <br> [[Crosley]] <br> [[Mirage]]		\| commander1 = [[hasRunner::Brieagon]] <br> [[hasRunner::Carbon]] <br> [[hasRunner::Crosley]] <br> [[hasRunner::Mirage]]
	\| commander2 =		\| commander2 =
	\| commander3 =		\| commander3 =

Davyj0nes: /* Crosley */

2018-08-13T19:26:17Z

Crosley

← Older revision		Revision as of 19:26, 13 August 2018
Line 85:		Line 85:

	Oh, I forgot to mention the horrible safehouse we went to, next time I'm picking the spot!		Oh, I forgot to mention the horrible safehouse we went to, next time I'm picking the spot!

			WFTP 10,000 nuyen < 5 karma

	====Mirage====		====Mirage====

Davyj0nes: /* Crosley */

2018-08-13T19:06:15Z

Crosley

← Older revision		Revision as of 19:06, 13 August 2018
Line 82:		Line 82:

	====Crosley====		====Crosley====
	This run started off well enough. The meet was at some really nice whiskey bar at 10 in morning! Never to early to start drinking I suppose. Anyway, The J was a real chummy guy, worked for Horizon said he wanted to get some sports star PR (public relations) account back from Aztechnology that poached him. After hammering out terms and conditions we were off. No killing and to use the phrase 'crushcrushcrush' so we didn't kill any of his spies on accident. Aww man, poor Brie, she tried calling the Aztech guy in charge of the event trying to get him outta the arcology, but he saw through that. Guess he didn't want to be a blood sacrifice, oh well I called Rhonda and she told me Aztech was offering 20k nuyen and she wanted a 20% cut if I turned her in. I decided against it, that's no way to go having your body and soul devoured by demons. Oracle kept throwing rocks in my brain telling me that there was more to this run than meets the eye and to be careful. Brie's mentor told her to ramp up the attacks. Which the team did. A couple burner commlinks and some nuyen meant that Aztechnology was flooded with false tips and leads. The day of the event arrives and my role was to hype up the chaos with a powerful illusion. I've been reading up on Aztec mythology and settled upon the [[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cihuateteo Cihuateteo's]]. Malevolent spirits of women who died in childbirth. The grenades go off the power shuts down and the crowd was in shock, and now it was time to bring the horror. So my illusions spread over the convention center. After the target was secured I ended the illusion scrubbed my signature and ran away. All in all, not a bad day's job.		This run started off well enough. The meet was at some really nice whiskey bar at 10 in morning! Never to early to start drinking I suppose. Anyway, The J was a real chummy guy, worked for Horizon said he wanted to get some sports star PR (public relations) account back from Aztechnology that poached him. After hammering out terms and conditions we were off. No killing and to use the phrase 'crushcrushcrush' so we didn't kill any of his spies on accident. Aww man, poor Brie, she tried calling the Aztech guy in charge of the event trying to get him outta the arcology, but he saw through that. Guess he didn't want to be a blood sacrifice, oh well I called Rhonda and she told me Aztech was offering 20k nuyen and she wanted a 20% cut if I turned her in. I decided against it, that's no way to go having your body and soul devoured by demons. Oracle kept throwing rocks in my brain telling me that there was more to this run than meets the eye and to be careful. Brie's mentor told her to ramp up the attacks. Which the team did. A couple burner commlinks and some nuyen meant that Aztechnology was flooded with false tips and leads. The day of the event arrives and my role was to hype up the chaos with a powerful illusion. I've been reading up on Aztec mythology and settled upon the [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cihuateteo Cihuateteo's]. Malevolent spirits of women who died in childbirth. The grenades go off the power shuts down and the crowd was in shock, and now it was time to bring the horror. So my illusions spread over the convention center. After the target was secured I ended the illusion scrubbed my signature and ran away. All in all, not a bad day's job.

	Oh, I forgot to mention the horrible safehouse we went to, next time I'm picking the spot!		Oh, I forgot to mention the horrible safehouse we went to, next time I'm picking the spot!

Davyj0nes: /* Crosley */

2018-08-13T19:06:03Z

Crosley

← Older revision		Revision as of 19:06, 13 August 2018
Line 82:		Line 82:

	====Crosley====		====Crosley====
	This run started off well enough. The meet was at some really nice whiskey bar at 10 in morning! Never to early to start drinking I suppose. Anyway, The J was a real chummy guy, worked for Horizon said he wanted to get some sports star PR (public relations) account back from Aztechnology that poached him. After hammering out terms and conditions we were off. No killing and to use the phrase 'crushcrushcrush' so we didn't kill any of his spies on accident. Aww man, poor Brie, she tried calling the Aztech guy in charge of the event trying to get him outta the arcology, but he saw through that. Guess he didn't want to be a blood sacrifice, oh well I called Rhonda and she told me Aztech was offering 20k nuyen and she wanted a 20% cut if I turned her in. I decided against it, that's no way to go having your body and soul devoured by demons. Oracle kept throwing rocks in my brain telling me that there was more to this run than meets the eye and to be careful. Brie's mentor told her to ramp up the attacks. Which the team did. A couple burner commlinks and some nuyen meant that Aztechnology was flooded with false tips and leads. The day of the event arrives and my role was to hype up the chaos with a powerful illusion. I've been reading up on Aztec mythology and settled upon the Cihuateteo's. Malevolent spirits of women who died in childbirth. The grenades go off the power shuts down and the crowd was in shock, and now it was time to bring the horror. So my illusions spread over the convention center. After the target was secured I ended the illusion scrubbed my signature and ran away. All in all, not a bad day's job.		This run started off well enough. The meet was at some really nice whiskey bar at 10 in morning! Never to early to start drinking I suppose. Anyway, The J was a real chummy guy, worked for Horizon said he wanted to get some sports star PR (public relations) account back from Aztechnology that poached him. After hammering out terms and conditions we were off. No killing and to use the phrase 'crushcrushcrush' so we didn't kill any of his spies on accident. Aww man, poor Brie, she tried calling the Aztech guy in charge of the event trying to get him outta the arcology, but he saw through that. Guess he didn't want to be a blood sacrifice, oh well I called Rhonda and she told me Aztech was offering 20k nuyen and she wanted a 20% cut if I turned her in. I decided against it, that's no way to go having your body and soul devoured by demons. Oracle kept throwing rocks in my brain telling me that there was more to this run than meets the eye and to be careful. Brie's mentor told her to ramp up the attacks. Which the team did. A couple burner commlinks and some nuyen meant that Aztechnology was flooded with false tips and leads. The day of the event arrives and my role was to hype up the chaos with a powerful illusion. I've been reading up on Aztec mythology and settled upon the [[https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cihuateteo Cihuateteo's]]. Malevolent spirits of women who died in childbirth. The grenades go off the power shuts down and the crowd was in shock, and now it was time to bring the horror. So my illusions spread over the convention center. After the target was secured I ended the illusion scrubbed my signature and ran away. All in all, not a bad day's job.

	Oh, I forgot to mention the horrible safehouse we went to, next time I'm picking the spot!		Oh, I forgot to mention the horrible safehouse we went to, next time I'm picking the spot!

Davyj0nes: /* Crosley */

2018-08-13T19:05:25Z

Crosley

← Older revision		Revision as of 19:05, 13 August 2018
Line 82:		Line 82:

	====Crosley====		====Crosley====
	This run started off well enough. The meet was at some really nice whiskey bar at 10 in morning! Never to early to start drinking I suppose. Anyway, The J was a real chummy guy, worked for Horizon said he wanted to get some sports star PR (public relations) account back from Aztechnology that poached him. After hammering out terms and conditions we were off. No killing and to use the phrase 'crushcrushcrush' so we didn't kill any of his spies on accident. Aww man, poor Brie, she tried calling the Aztech guy in charge of the event trying to get him outta the arcology, but he saw through that. Guess he didn't want to be a blood sacrifice, oh well I called Rhonda and she told me Aztech was offering 20k nuyen and she wanted a 20% cut if I turned her in. I decided against it, that's no way to go having your body and soul devoured by demons.		This run started off well enough. The meet was at some really nice whiskey bar at 10 in morning! Never to early to start drinking I suppose. Anyway, The J was a real chummy guy, worked for Horizon said he wanted to get some sports star PR (public relations) account back from Aztechnology that poached him. After hammering out terms and conditions we were off. No killing and to use the phrase 'crushcrushcrush' so we didn't kill any of his spies on accident. Aww man, poor Brie, she tried calling the Aztech guy in charge of the event trying to get him outta the arcology, but he saw through that. Guess he didn't want to be a blood sacrifice, oh well I called Rhonda and she told me Aztech was offering 20k nuyen and she wanted a 20% cut if I turned her in. I decided against it, that's no way to go having your body and soul devoured by demons. Oracle kept throwing rocks in my brain telling me that there was more to this run than meets the eye and to be careful. Brie's mentor told her to ramp up the attacks. Which the team did. A couple burner commlinks and some nuyen meant that Aztechnology was flooded with false tips and leads. The day of the event arrives and my role was to hype up the chaos with a powerful illusion. I've been reading up on Aztec mythology and settled upon the Cihuateteo's. Malevolent spirits of women who died in childbirth. The grenades go off the power shuts down and the crowd was in shock, and now it was time to bring the horror. So my illusions spread over the convention center. After the target was secured I ended the illusion scrubbed my signature and ran away. All in all, not a bad day's job.

	Oracle kept throwing rocks in my brain telling me that there was more to this run than meets the eye and to be careful. Brie's mentor told her to ramp up the attacks. Which the team did. A couple burner commlinks and some nuyen meant that Aztechnology was flooded with false tips and leads.

	The day of the event arrives and my role was to hype up the chaos with a powerful illusion. I've been reading up on Aztec mythology and settled upon the Cihuateteo's. Malevolent spirits of women who died in childbirth. The grenades go off the power shuts down and the crowd was in shock, and now it was time to bring the horror. So my illusions spread over the convention center. After the target was secured I ended the illusion scrubbed my signature and ran away. All in all, not a bad day's job.

	Oh, I forgot to mention the horrible safehouse we went to, next time I'm picking the spot!		Oh, I forgot to mention the horrible safehouse we went to, next time I'm picking the spot!

Davyj0nes: /* Crosley */

2018-08-13T19:05:06Z

Crosley

← Older revision		Revision as of 19:05, 13 August 2018
Line 82:		Line 82:

	====Crosley====		====Crosley====
			This run started off well enough. The meet was at some really nice whiskey bar at 10 in morning! Never to early to start drinking I suppose. Anyway, The J was a real chummy guy, worked for Horizon said he wanted to get some sports star PR (public relations) account back from Aztechnology that poached him. After hammering out terms and conditions we were off. No killing and to use the phrase 'crushcrushcrush' so we didn't kill any of his spies on accident. Aww man, poor Brie, she tried calling the Aztech guy in charge of the event trying to get him outta the arcology, but he saw through that. Guess he didn't want to be a blood sacrifice, oh well I called Rhonda and she told me Aztech was offering 20k nuyen and she wanted a 20% cut if I turned her in. I decided against it, that's no way to go having your body and soul devoured by demons.

			Oracle kept throwing rocks in my brain telling me that there was more to this run than meets the eye and to be careful. Brie's mentor told her to ramp up the attacks. Which the team did. A couple burner commlinks and some nuyen meant that Aztechnology was flooded with false tips and leads.

			The day of the event arrives and my role was to hype up the chaos with a powerful illusion. I've been reading up on Aztec mythology and settled upon the Cihuateteo's. Malevolent spirits of women who died in childbirth. The grenades go off the power shuts down and the crowd was in shock, and now it was time to bring the horror. So my illusions spread over the convention center. After the target was secured I ended the illusion scrubbed my signature and ran away. All in all, not a bad day's job.

			Oh, I forgot to mention the horrible safehouse we went to, next time I'm picking the spot!

	====Mirage====		====Mirage====

StElred: /* Run */

2018-08-12T02:33:25Z

Run

← Older revision		Revision as of 02:33, 12 August 2018
Line 52:		Line 52:
	'''Brieagon''' disguised herself as a janitor. She picked up grenades left by a stealthy Carbon, and placed them around the facility in order to blow up both the generators, to stop the broadcast, and low impact areas of the Convention Centre to keep the crowd frightened and alive.<br />		'''Brieagon''' disguised herself as a janitor. She picked up grenades left by a stealthy Carbon, and placed them around the facility in order to blow up both the generators, to stop the broadcast, and low impact areas of the Convention Centre to keep the crowd frightened and alive.<br />
	<br />		<br />
	'''Carbon''' simply stealthed in and smuggled in the grenades. She provided backup ~~for getting~~ rid of a pesky Sanitation Supervisor hassling Brieagon. Once all hell broke loose, she acted as "extra security" for the now frightened Basketball player escaping to safety.<br /		'''Carbon''' simply stealthed in and smuggled in the grenades. She provided backup and got rid of a pesky Sanitation Supervisor hassling Brieagon. Once all hell broke loose, she acted as "extra security" for the now frightened Basketball player escaping to safety.<br /
	><br />		><br />
	'''Crosley''' posed as a spectator. When the grenades went off, he cast Trid Phantasm, causing terrible illusions of Cihuateteos, Aztec ghosts of legend - women who became demons after dying during childbirth, to appear, further humiliating Aztechnology at their own PR event.<br /		'''Crosley''' posed as a spectator. When the grenades went off, he cast Trid Phantasm, causing terrible illusions of Cihuateteos, Aztec ghosts of legend - women who became demons after dying during childbirth, to appear, further humiliating Aztechnology at their own PR event.<br /

StElred: /* Run */

2018-08-12T02:31:45Z

Run

← Older revision		Revision as of 02:31, 12 August 2018
Line 56:		Line 56:
	'''Crosley''' posed as a spectator. When the grenades went off, he cast Trid Phantasm, causing terrible illusions of Cihuateteos, Aztec ghosts of legend - women who became demons after dying during childbirth, to appear, further humiliating Aztechnology at their own PR event.<br /		'''Crosley''' posed as a spectator. When the grenades went off, he cast Trid Phantasm, causing terrible illusions of Cihuateteos, Aztec ghosts of legend - women who became demons after dying during childbirth, to appear, further humiliating Aztechnology at their own PR event.<br /
	><br />		><br />
	'''Mirage''' infiltrated the event as a reporter. When chaos struck, he persuaded the security around the Basketball player to abandon their charge to pursue an unseen "Shadowrun Team"; they unwittingly left him in the hands of Carbon and a Horizon mole, posing a security guard. <br />		'''Mirage''' infiltrated the event as a reporter. When chaos struck, he persuaded the security around the Basketball player to abandon their charge to pursue an unseen "Shadowrun Team"; they unwittingly left him in the hands of Carbon and a Horizon mole, posing as a security guard. <br />
	<br />		<br />
	Our runners escaped in the chaos, delivering the mark to the Johnson. No casualties, mission successful.		Our runners escaped in the chaos, delivering the mark to the Johnson. No casualties, mission successful.

StElred: /* Meet */

2018-08-12T02:29:29Z

Meet

← Older revision		Revision as of 02:29, 12 August 2018
Line 43:		Line 43:

	==Meet==		==Meet==
	Our runners were invited to an upscale ~~wwhiskey~~ bar. To Mirage's chagrin, the Johnson was all too eager to be "the fifth member of the team". The Mission: disrupt Aztechnologies Public Relations stunt at the Seattle Convention Centre involving the former Horizon Player. If possible, retrieve the player to "renegotiate" their contract; extra Nuyen to keep the run non-lethal. The Johnson was willing to get as much gear as needed for the runners; far too appeasing to be trusted.		Our runners were invited to an upscale whiskey bar. To Mirage's chagrin, the Johnson was all too eager to be "the fifth member of the team". The Mission: disrupt Aztechnologies Public Relations stunt at the Seattle Convention Centre involving the former Horizon Player. If possible, retrieve the player to "renegotiate" their contract; extra Nuyen to keep the run non-lethal. The Johnson was willing to get as much gear as needed for the runners; far too appeasing to be trusted.

	==Run==		==Run==