The D-Team
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Manashoe Miut Oracle Ronin Wayfarer Weevil |
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Summary
Road Rage is very, very fun!
Background
Amidst the heated feud between the Ancients and Cutters, the Ancients have requested a shipment of weapons and equipment to help deal with the rising threat. Able to intercept certain transmissions, the cutters and more specifically Kevin Crimes reaches out to a familiar group of runners that may have what it takes to stop the convoy in its tracks.
The Meet
Meeting near the northern end of Puyallup, the runners once again meet with one Kevin Crimes who informs them of an ancients convoy that his employers and himself want stopped. The shipment was heading from Tir Tairingire to Seattle, the exact location was brought into question. Kevin offered roughly 20 thousand nuyen and to which the group nodded in agreement. The agreeable nature of the runners leaving Kevin slightly speechless as they did not argue for more, only that they be given some of the nuyen in advance. Agreeing to this Kevin departed only for the runners to now ponder how to go about this.
The Plan
Looking over the maps went smoothly, indicating that they were likely going to intercept the convoy along one of the routes near Mt. Rainier. The matrix proving of great value as they chose positions to scout out. However, for Ronin, acquiring equipment proved tricky. The sniper came easy but acquiring ammunition was another matter entirely. Proving to be somehow take more time than even the rifle. Sighing to herself before asking for only one bullet of ex-explosive from Esteban Gonzalez. Whilst confused eventually the shipment arrived with the deliverer handing over the singular bullet in complete confusion before heading out.
However things turned slightly worse as when night time hit, Manashoe summoned a spirit to aid in the current endeavors, as hatred for the ancients clouded his mind. As the spirit of man was summoned, it appeared in the guise of a thin and malnourished elf with the tip of tits ears cut off and the ancients insignia carved into their chest. Unable to control his rage Manashoe lashed out at the spirit repeatedly. Only due to the others intervention was he stopped and clamed as memories of his past flooded his mind. Once calmed down enough and ready Weevil headed towards the SSC border via the bay, as the eastern border had recently increased heavily in security. Managing to slip by the search lights of the Outremer Islands, Weevil managed to hit landfall in the SSC. The natural foliage and wilderness a literal breath of fresh air as the group headed towards their destination.
The runners met near the intersection where it split into two paths, the Northward side along Mount Rainier and the path that headed Eastward. As Oracle summoned an earth spirit to aid them, Weevil's drone managing to lock on to what seemed to be a Mack Hellhound and 2 GMC phoenixes. Their positioning proving to be very close to what one could expect so they kept watch and as they intersected the convoy headed Eastward and in such the runners pursued and eventually overtook the transport. A background count following them as they got closer towards the base of the mountain. However with all of the Ancient's vehicles seemingly matrix offline, the runners knew what they had to do.
The Run
As they overtook the convoy Ronin kicked open the back door and opened fire upon the driver of the Hellhound which eventually came to a stop alongside the Phoenixes. Multiple armed Ancients personnel exiting the vehicle as Wayfarer exited the vehicle to engage the Ancients in melee. Ronin and Manashoe meanwhile opening fire from the back of the truck on whoever they could see. Eventually 2 individuals exited from the back of the truck looking far more lethal than any of the regular soldiers. As the fighting persisted Wayfarer was caught in barrage after barrage of gunfire and the onslaught of punches and kicks from one of the lethal individuals from the truck, seemingly an adept like himself. A sniper meanwhile exchanged shots from Ronin, the two tearing apart the other, as likely Weevil's truck aided the defense of Ronin. Miut meanwhile amongst the matrix engaged in combat with what seemed to be a rigger from inside the truck who dedicated most of their time to buffing their allies.
As the battle went on the odds did not look to be in the runners favor as blow after blow was traded only leading to them getting weaker. Weevil then was hit with an idea, perhaps using the Roadmaster as a weapon was the way to go as he slammed into the gas petal and rammed into several of the ancients, leaving all that were in his path dead and a lot of blood upon his windshield. However, the speed and lack of control as it seemed was sending the Roadmaster on a collision course with a massive oak tree that likely would stand its ground should the Roadmaster hit it. Ronin seeing the writing on the walls jumped out for her own safety. Meanwhile Wayfarer having just healed some of his injuries rushed over to his allies aid as with his Oni and infected strength he strained against the vehicle with his gecko grip gloves useful in holding on. He could not stop it entirely of course, however with his effort and dug in heels he managed to give Weevil enough time to swerve the vehicle out of the path of the tree. Though seeing as he was then going to head directly into more ancients and the rearward car, Wayfarer decided to let go. Hopefully confident in the fact they would more likely survive. Which they did upon ramming over several more ancients.
The battle on the matrix persisted as the ancient stuck to buffing their allies as Miut widdled down their body and deck. As the truck continued its reign of destruction the earth spirit summoned by Oracle attacked the elven adept, managing to wound her and dent the truck with its strength. As Wayfarer got up from the ground he charged directly into the sniper dueling with Ronin, also managing to dent the truck in the process. As Wayfarer stared down the soldier with a look he recognized as a reluctant final stand, Ronin took a clean shot center mass at the elven sniper. Leaving him lifeless against the truck. After this Wayfarer entered the back of the truck, seeing the rigger/decker inside the cocoon and knowing what his boss might do gave them a swift and hopefully painless death as their hand struck clean into their chest. In the Matrix however Miut saw a hole briefly appear in the avatar's chest as they slowly faded away, muttering that they had failed. With the writing on the wall for the ancients, the adept and another soldier headed towards the front car (the only one left that worked.) And attempted to make a dash out of there. Manashoe with all of his power and being commanded his spirit to stop the escaping vehicle which at first had no effect, but with Manashoe's hatred and will becoming manifest the car began to swerve and crash into an oak tree leaving the driver dead instantly. The adept however miraculously was able to barely survive and began running. Despite a burst of flame erupting on her body from Manashoe's magic she kept running into the woods.
Aftermath
Desperate Manashoe ordered her caught. Ronin, Wayfarer, and Miut chosen to take this task though as Wayfarer headed further and further into the woods, the wood and pollen in the air weakened him to the point he need return. Ronin also having suffered countless wounds during the battle, was only alive due to patches and drugs that flowed through her veins and in roughly 45 minutes time she would be out completely. Not happy with this and wanting her dead Manashoe detested before Weevil lashed back, the two arguing over their pasts before Manashoe agreed to retreat. With all this in mind and traffic approaching from roughly half a kilometer away the runners decided to pack up what they could from the shipment for their own including ammunition, foci, and weapons. Hoping to make a profit off of it as their goal was only to stop the convoy. However Ronin under her bosses orders found one more ancient hiding in the car and with only the words of "sorry, bosses orders." tortured the ancient to death. Wayfarer during this left a grenade in the back of the truck hoping to also ignite the fuel canisters that lay behind the truck cabin. This turned out to be a success as the truck was left destroyed and in flames.
Flooring it as fast as he could, Weevil raced back home towards Seattle. Moving through the bay and reaching Kevin Crimes who gave the remaining pay and thanks for a job well done. Obviously there was arguing over the state of the goods but that too was settled. Weevil however headed towards Manashoe to talk, the two exchanging what had happened to them as well as the bursts of rage that sparked amongst them. With it seemingly settled for now. Despite tensions and an uncertain future, the runners at least enjoyed the pay they received and rightfully well earned.
Rewards
Deadly: 37 RVP
- 17 RVP x 2.1 (12 hours, 45 minutes overtime)
- 20k nuyen (10 RVP)
- 17 karma (17 RVP)
- 20 CDP (10 RVP)
+2 base CDP
- Gear rates for weapons, weapon accessories, and foci up to avail 15F
Counts as initiation/ascension for all involved
OPTIONAL QUALITIES
- Agile defender for Ronin (3 RVP)
- Tough as nails phys/stun for Wayfarer/Ronin (5 RVP per rank)
- Toughness for Ronin/Wayfarer (9 RVP)
- Dual Nature Defender for Wayfarer (5 RVP)
- Subtle (Vehicle) Pilot for Weevil (4 RVP)
- Gearhead for Weevil (22 RVP)
CONSEQUENCES +2 Cutters rep -3 astral rep for Manashoe
Game Quotes
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Player After Action Reports (AARs)
Oracle - “What a mess. Frankly, I’m surprised none of us are dead. We thrust ourselves into the middle of a gang war between some of the biggest movers in Seattle, with half a plan and even less foresight. That's to say nothing of certain personal vendettas. By all rights, we should lie dead on a backwater road in the shadow of Mt. Rainier or rotting in some Salish-Shidhe jail. Yet somehow we did all make it out alive… with roughly the same amount of holes as we started and far heavier pockets too. To that, I must attribute the quick thinking and skill of my companions. Still, I’ll be happy if I never meet another Ancient in my life. 3/5 stars, a hefty paycheck but I got vomit all over my favorite suit.”