Compromise and Conceit
Infernal adventuring…
Category: cyberpunk
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Dalton lay on the ground panting, shifting glances between his discarded gun and the power-armoured thug stomping on his arm. Later he would reflect with pride on the way he largely ignored the massive gun pointing in his face, but at this moment he was squirming in terror and introspection was not at the top…
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Girl’s Talk [Ghost] (over the roar of the AV): What’s that gun you’re cleaning Drew? [Drew]: An Arasaka Arms WSSE/R, Ghost. Alt gave it to me! Isn’t it sooo cool! [Ghost]: It’s not automatic though … is it a sniper rifle? [Drew]: That’s right Ghost, it’s a sniper rifle. Today I’m going in last! This…
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Date: 23rd November 2177 Weather: Stormy. Outfit: Full body armour and a new sniper rifle. We’re going in. Mood: Determined. This is our chance, all we need to do is get into this oil rig, find what we’re looking for and get out. Samantha is somewhere in there and this is our chance to get…
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Date: 20th November 2177 Weather: Rainy Mood: Elated! I met the two famous Russian solos, The 55 – Lazarev and Valentine, who’s a famous sniper. Well I didn’t really meet Valentine, just gave him a happy wave from far away, but I did meet Lazarev and I nearly killed him and I got his autograph!…
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Date: 13th November 2177 Weather: Rainy Mood: Bored! The last two days have just been talking! talking! talking! That might be fine for all the crusty old men I hang around with but I’m a girl, I’ve got no use for all this talking! I need to fight and kill things! I don’t know why…
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Date: 12th November 2177 Weather: Rainy. Really rainy! Mood: Bloodthirsty. Beating corrupt scientists to death with power-armoured gloves is one of the most satisfying things I have ever done, and everyone was really happy to know what we freed those people from. But I am still on a high, replaying those final moments in my…
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Date: 5th November 2177 Weather: Rainy Mood: Confused but secretly satisfied. Boys are so confusing! When Goliath raided our hideout we were keeping a little goldfish called Bobo, but when we got the hideout back last week Bobo was gone. I remembered how Ghost used to stare at Bobo in his little bowl, and so…
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[Faustus’s note: this is another enormous adventure, that unfolded over 2 sessions. I’m going to give Drew’s overview here and try put a few fragments of other moments in other posts. This battle was so epic that it’s impossible to summarize in any reasonable blog format. Scroll to the end for a brief summary of…
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Kill them along the way, but count your bullets, for there are more worthy targets – The Falcon, dialectical ephemeralist revolutionary, talking about lackeys Our recent train heist involved a serious number of low-ranked enemies, the full complement of which hasn’t been described yet (Drew’s breathless reports take her a lot of time to write,…
Compromise and Conceit 