GM:
The Banshee reaches the Mansion.
Adrian reaches the Mansion ten minutes later.
HellStorm V reaches the Mansion without any further delays.
The main enterance of the mansion is beuitifully layed out with Vallett Parking.
HellStorm V:
Lands on the mansion step infront of the vallett parking person and says MOVE IT. After he moves I walk inside.
Adrian Silverwater:
I won't let the vallett people take my bike, instead I ask where I should park.
Zerra Quarlmire:
I stop and let all the people I'm caring off and drive off toward the parking area ignoring the vallett people.
Jack Tradesman:
I get out of the Banshee and walk into the party.
Jennifer Underwood:
After recovering from the shock I exit the car and walk into the mansion.
Drago:
I walk out of the mansion and head toward Loki seeing his wounded arm.
John:
I stand around inside the mansion and greet incoming guests.
Loki:
Still in HellStorm's arm, I ask him to put me down on one of the couches.
R'thoria:
I get out of the Banshee and enter the building.
GM:
The group enters the building and is lead into the main ballroom where the party is already in full swing. You look around at the people and see more shadowrunners then you've ever seen in one place. Shadowrunners from All over the World are gathered at this party. There is food of all types on tables around the walls. You see Deckers with their
excaliburs slung over their shoulders, Mercenaries, Hitmen, Assassins, Body Guards, and other misc underworld people carrying their weapons. A few people look startled as HellStorm V enters the room.
HellStorm V feels other hellstorm units on the premise.
HellStorm V:
I switch to Electronic Vision mode.
John:
Walk up to HellStorm and say Hello.
Hellstorm:
Greetings.
Adrian Silverwater:
Walks over to the food.
Jennifer:
I follow Adrian.
HellStorm V:
I go and look around trying to find where the felling that i'm getting is coming from. I have not felt this in years sense I was at the government complex.
Jack Tradesman:
I wander around talking with different groups of runners.
Drago:
I walk up to Loki, Greet him and heal his arm.
Loki:
I thank Drago and walk into the ballroom.
Hexburn:
I buy my fichette Ammo and a couple dingdongs and head to the mansion.
Zerra Quarlmire:
I go and find some other riggers to talk to.
Adrian Silverwater:
I return from the food and start following Loki around.
Jennifer Underwood:
I return from the food carrying a ham sandwitch and head towards John.
GM:
A dapper man with Salt-n-pepper hair and goatee is standing over everyone. He greets them all in his thick British accent:
Greetings, my colleagues. As I'm sure you've surmised, everyone here is a denizen of the shadows. Mercenaries. Riggers. Adepts. Street Samurai. Deckers. Magicians. We've worked for and against practically every major corporation and government in the world. We compete with each other for the best run, the greatest rep, the highest adventure, the biggest payoff. I used to be where you are now fifteen years ago. The shadows aeren't as crowded then as they are now.
Everyone knew where they stood in the food chain of life. Now it's not so easy to tell. Who's the best? The straightest shooter? The Decker who can cut any ICM? The fastest gun? The most powerful spellcaster? That's what we're here to find out. If you choose to stay and participate, you will go through the most grueling series of tests of your career. You'll run against the biggest corporations in the world, compete hand-to-hand with each other, and race time and each other across this continent. Some will walk away. Some will pay the price in blood, and have nothing to
show for it but wounds. Most will lose. The winners however, will receive ten million nuyen apiece...
And most importantly of all, we will tell every fixer and contact in the world who is the best. Now, you will be given an hour to ask questions of my associates around the room and discuss it amongst yourselves. If you decide to leave, so be it. You'll go back to your lives. If you stay, you will indeed have a chance to find out who is the world's Prime Runner. It may even be you. . .
The Rules:
No fighting among teams and individuals except within the confines of specific missions or combats.
Fighting on the grounds is strictly forbiddon. Participants are not allowed to injure employees or cause damage to the benefactors property.
Participants must stay outside of restricted areas on premises.
No attempts are to be made to influence employees to help one team/individual over another, or prevent them from carrying out normal duties.
HellStorm V:
All I have to say is you sir, up on the platform, are going to die if you do not tell me what this feeling that I'm having of others like me. So start explaining or so help me god, this place will be in pebbles in minutes. And if all you other shadowrunners get in my way I 'll stomp you.
Adrian Silverwater:
I ask whether I can go get any other equipment.
Drago:
I accept and have no further questions.
Jennifer:
Heads toward HellStorm.
Jack Tradesman:
Follows Jennifer.
R'thoria:
Heads toward HellStorm.
Zerra:
I head toward where my party is grouping.
Loki:
Yea I'll go I guess.
GM:
All the Characters heading toward Hellstorm V reach him no problem.
Lord Maxwell:
Well Sir, If you don't wish to follow the rules you don't have to participate, but as for your feelings, I have no idea.
HellStorm V:
I may follow your rules for now, but I swear, If I find one thing that even looks like me, I will stomp your face into the ground.
Lord Maxwell:
Well Sir, We do have units that look similar to you but the pilots are in this room.
HellStorm V:
Do you even realize what I am sir?
Lord Maxwell:
You appear to be a insecure battle pilot who isn't willing to leave your suit in storage.
HellStorm V:
Jumps Right up to the Platform right in front of Lord Maxwell.
GM:
HellStorm V jumps up into a invisible wall infront of the platform and falls down to the floor landing on his feet.
Lord Maxwell:
I can't presume you were going to attack me but you must realize I would have some security to protect me with all these Shadowrunners around?
HellStorm V:
Starts to walk out of the room turns as I reach the door I turn toward Lord Maxwell Extending my Spur pointing it at him and say I accept the mission and walk out of the room.
Adrian Silverwater:
Runs after Hellstorm V to keep up.
Jenn:
I follow Hellstorm.
Jack:
I follow Jenn.
Loki:
I'm going to get some food.
R'thoria:
I follow Loki after the food.
Zerra:
Follows Hellstorm.
John:
Lord Maxwell, I also accept the mission.
Malchizedek:
I follow the Giant metal machine out of the building.
GM:
HellStorm, Adrian Jenn, Jack, Zerra, WMF, and Malchizedek all leave the building and are standing in the cool evening air.
Loki and R'thoria reach the food table.
Lord Maxwell:
Ok, Everybody, anyone who wants to be in the competition needs to sign their group up, or if you want to go it alone, sign up by your self.
HellStorm V:
I walk back inside and sign my team up!
R'thoria:
I'm inhaling grub.
John:
I also sign up.
Simon:
I'm standing out in the evening by the doors.
GM:
Team captains and individuals all line up to sign into the competition.
Lord Maxwell:
Oh, by the way, This competition will last a month. You will be given room and food for the duration of the competition. You have three hours to get any gear you think you will need for this competition.
John:
I leave and get ALL my stuff.
HellStorm V:
I will fly back to our base and get more ammo for my mini-gun and sharpen my blades I will go alone, no one follow me I will be back; I will also find Hexburn and bring him back with me. I write his name on the sheet so he is signed up also.
GM:
HellStorm blasts off and Returns to the base. He reloads his autogun and picks up some other misc. items for other members of his party. He sharpens his blades and starts looking for Hexburn. After a minute of searching along the road to the mansion he sees him cruising along.
John Leaves in his charger to collect his stuff.
News Flash:
New series of body armor anounced!!
Series BS (Battle Suit) released by The H.S.P. Avalible to corporations this new suit will destroy any invading enemy! Even Deckers can't avoid this new suit with its built in Cyberdeck. Designed for the average human they have a slight amount of adjustments availible for the slightly non normal person. With 2 hardpoints for a wide variety of attachments.
HellStorm V:
I fly down to hex burn and land right in front of his car on the road.
GM:
Hexburn unable to stop in time runs into HellStorm. Hexburn's car activates its safety airbag protecting him. The front of his car now has two HellStorm's leg shaped dents in it. The dents go aproxamately four feet into the car totally destroying the front end of the car. HellStorm will have to carry the car off or call a towtruck.
HellStorm V:
I set the car off to the side of the road and grab Hexburn before he can say anything, and blast off to the mansion.
Adrian Silverwater:
I wander around and talk with John.
GM:
HellStorm returns to the mansion and the parties are shown rooms that they will spend the next month in. Each party is assigned a hallway with individuals put wherever they fit. Your party's hall is arranged In this order: Main enterance, John(not in party), HellStorm V, Adrian, Zerra, Loki, Jack, R'thoria,
Hexburn.
GM:
All the parties settle into their new rooms, preparing themselfs mentally and physically for the competition ahead.
