Well i've decided to start up a Shadowrun page, chummer:) We started a game about 3 weeks ago. uhh sometime around the end of june i'd say.

O.K. so it starts out with two friends Ricky "Skidmark"Lewoski a rigger of no small skill and The Magister an elven aspected mage. Skidmark runs for the excitement and money, while Magister runs for more personal reasons.

Together the two of us have only managed a few runs in the rainy city. we hooked up with a jonson that didn't seem to realize that burning Renraku and Novatech was a bad idea. He learned his lesson only seconds before the bullet carved a hole through his skull. On a more pleasant note me and Magister managed to do Mr. Valiers a small favor. Beleive me even the smallest of favors to a corp president is well rewarded! Which is a good thing because to get Mr. Valiers out of a small complication we had to carve our way through a few Red Samuri.Luckily some runner with a triped out super camo suit helped us out. Me and Poppy's tear both had to use one of our free resucitations from DocWagon. Worst of all Reaper got scragged all over the road!For those of you not in the know Reaper is my ongoing project my semi from hell as my 1st wife once called it.

Then we did a personal run for a friend of the Magisters. an elven talismonger. simple smuggling, of course things got complex, some maniac Man of the Woods and a bunch of drunken trolls decided the cargo we were going to pick up was more valuable to them than to us. A simple matter of talking (yeah! talking!) let us walk outa there with the stuff we were after and a few new friends. Of special note would be Nightstrike an ork phys. adept. not cute (to say the least:)) but i've never seen such self control and inner peace in anyone before! I'm thinking maybe she'll make a lovely Mrs. Liwoski hehe... they say 3rd time's the charm.

I don't know what it is about the Magister's neighborhood but every time i go to pick his skinny hoop up some dumbasses calling themselves the Princes, an elven gang, decides they want whatever ride i came in. they seem to be led by an idiot named Squeak he ain't much tends to run every time i pull out a gun. Although the last time i saw him he'd become a high and mighty rat shaman, no offence to rat shamans, but i mean some street ganger? ah well i'll stick to the sweet machinery of my cars.

So it turns out that the Magister and the street sammy with the tripped out camo suit got some kinda history. So anyways Liquid Shadow ,as she's known, is in need of some "help" looks like old Mr. Valiers has got her hoop in a major way. So she came up with a plan to trade some cyberdeck engineer for whatever Mr. Valiers has got on Shadow. So we go get this suit and of course the dreck hits the fan and smashes right on through it. Looks like some kick-ass mage from Fuchi was defending the suit he threw a few elementals our way. Old Magister fragged the elementals but not until AFTER the damn air elemental spun me around so fast i managed to lose my lunch! So we stole thier chopper and bugged outa there snagging the suit and his breifcase. Now we're hiding out in some crummy warehouse and paying quite the fee to the local gangs for the privlege. Fucking elves, These Princes i'm begining to like them less and less. old Magister damn near blew a gasket when they jacked the price up 8k. He's vowed to kill thier leader. I'm thinking that's a run he'll be doin alone. Revenge runs don't pay well that's one thing i've managed to learn. Looks like Poppy's tear caught the wrong end of an earth elemental and is now in DocWagon's ICU. hope she makes it I hate it when a friend get's skragged.

On a side note I'd like to mention that i think this is the STUPIDIST! run i've ever been on. it didn't dawn on me till i spent a night sleeping in Reaper in a gangs warehouse in strange territory. We've just screwed the single most powerful man i've ever met. now according to miss high and mighty Shadow only she will have contact with him and the risk is entirely hers. BAH!! i say bah! a run is never that simple. first off old Mr. David something a big time ex fuchi mage was there in the metaphysical body so i'm sure he could spot our aruas a mile away. Oh and Mr. high and mighty Magister went toe to toe with him so even if the wage mage didn't get a good look at all our aura's then the Magister is fragged in a hard way. If that ain't enough for ya the run went down at a research facility that had camera's every 3 inches. So! we are sooooo fragged! argh.

Well i'm thinking valiers will let the swap go through then send in the guards. this is the LAST time i let high and mighty Magister talk me into taking another personal run. Lesson one: We ain't in this for friendship chummers. We're in it for the money and survival! if you got a run that will pay a butload of nuyen but you can't walk away from it ain't worth it! end of rant. maybe i'll just dump this suit off in the middle of the night and take Reaper for a cross country trip. I always wanted to see the containment zone in Chicago.

Well, Chummers, we were waiting in the warehouse nice and cozy till old shadow intercepted an incoming brodcast from some novatech goons coming our way. So with a small distraction from Squeak we bailed. we made it to the highway unscathed but unfortunately some idiot lone star noticed that Reaper had a broken taillight. Simple enough i thought i'll get a fix-it ticket and go on my way. Until my illegal sin decided to bail on me and the word got out to look for a large black truck. Shadow took care of the cop and we made tracks outa there. With the word out and a dead cop on our tail we got off the highway and tried to make ourselves small. unfortunately Reaper never was designed for sneaking. More the smash in and frag everyone sorta vehical.:) I managed to evade most pursuit but another pair of cops managed to snag us, we pulled over and waited for the cops to get out so we could run but they called in the air support and we had to squish thier car and Shadow shot down the copter they sent after us. to bad about those cops, I hope thier families are gonna be ok. I hate it when my chosen profession and somebody elses conflict fataly, but when it comes down to me or them I'm afraid we all know who's gonna be comming home tonight.

So after that we only had to run one cruiser off the road to escape to safety. Safety being the back of a smiths. Some Kid bodyguard "donated" his car to us and we made our way to the meet with renraku. Goddamned japanese bastards! the damn jonson copys the info we brought then offers us a measly 5000 nuyen each! telling us it's outa date info! heh you shoulda seen Magister he wanted to blow them to bits as soon as they started to give us some shit. We talked to the johnson for a good half hour before everything broke down and we skragged his bodyguards and threatened him in a manner he understood a little better. Before Shadow could put a bullet through his brainpan an exec at renraku decided that he'd played long enough. a simple transaction later and we walked out with a cool 3 million. hehe 600,000 each life is sweet cummers, life is sweet.

Maybe i'll find me a small island off the coast and live my life drunk and happy. we went back to the truck and i called up Slag. Luckily he knew some people who changed the appearence of reaper. Looks like all we've got left is to drop of the scientist and disapear for a couple of years:)I've gotta check on Poppy tommorow or the next day. If DocWagon ain't got herthen Novatech has her. If NovaTech's got her then we've got one more run before we can go to ground. Wish me luck chummers:)

So it seems our lives will never be calm my friends. Poppy's Tear woke up in the DocWagon facility ,again, and gave me a call to pick her up. We go pick her up but she ain't there. so after about 45 minutes she shows up and tells us she just made a deal to sell our scientist friend for a cool 5 Million. Now our pal shadow wakes up and hears this and starts bitching about already made plans and shit i just tuned it out damn woman always bitching!. We decided to call Poppy's contact and decline the offer for the money in the morning. We all decided to catch some sleep at a local flying J. where Reaper would fit in a little better.

BAM! i wake up to Reapers electrical systems shorting out and glass shattering. It seems tha Poppy's contact wasn't on the level and followed her to Reaper. A team of 12 men and one VERY pissed off mage decide to reaquire the scientist from us forcfully. Now i'm not quite clear on the details, I was trying to juryrig Reaper so she was more than just a 500 ton paperweight, but from the noises i heard it sounded like Poppy (who jumped out the window) and the bad guys were having quite the firefight. Shadow was shooting out of the back of the trailer and issuing orders. That's when the explosions started. the truck next to Reaper leapt into the air and exploded with in a hellish fireball. Then Reaper's trailer lifted a good 15 feet into the air as another grenade exploded beneath her. Thank god for concealed armor.

I finally got reaper into semi-working order and started the hell outa there. I came face to face with a van sporting a nasty looking gun on it. luckily reaper's more than a match for most tanks so she made short work of the van and all occupants. Our unfriendly mage decided he didn't like the looks of reaper so he started with his magical stuff and damn near fragged my truck! it's a good thing i took out there only transportation or i wouldn't be writing this.

Today's the day of the meet. I sent Reaper home and shadow jacked us some cars. the suit shadow and magister are going in me poppy and squeak are outside for support. everything went well till somebody decided to start some trouble just as magister and shadow walked out. The two of them made short work of the idiots. A small car chase later with squeak turning his car invisible and a little fancy driving on my part left us at home and everybody happy.

(1 week later) Another thousand and another weeks work and still Reaper won't respond i'm getting worried that damn mage did more damage than i thought. Shadow decided to head for calmer waters and bailed on us last i heard she was in Phoenix Az. doing some work for some corp or another. Magister and Squeak became real close, I think Magister felt sorry for the kid, And they said something about forming a group of 9 rings and initiating or some drek, damn mystic stuff i'll never quite understand but they seem pleased with themselves. Poppy's Tear met up with some ultra hot decker and has gone out and made herself a deck. From what i've managed to gather she's not half bad for a beginer. I've been working nonstop on Reaper it's slow going but she's starting to come around. tommorow i'll get the new hood ornament in from Magisters old girlfriend. that outa brighten the old girls spirits. I'm not quite sure where Magister's gotten himself off to but him and squeak are nowhere to be found. which ain't good cause last time i passed by Masgister's place there was a body on the lawn and a bunch of Black princes hanging out on the porch. yet another crack house in pollyup. I hope they are ok. Well robot should be done bending that steel into place by now. Later Chummers!