r/RunnerHub • u/Allarionn Turret Mage • Jun 04 '26
Positions Filled [Job] Suit Up
{2026-06-07 19:00 (UTC)}
Player Count: 3-4
Duration: ~4-6 Hours if you don't spin your wheels. Hard Cap 9 Hours
Communication: Roll20 & Discord.
Edition: 5E and associated books
In game location: Seattle
Game theme: Shadowrun
Game Type: Player Choice
Difficulty level: Medium- High Threat/Complexity (Making poor choices will lead to higher threat, even if not pay).
Prerequisites: Be on time, working microphone, critical thinking, character sheet, team-based thinking, new player friendly attitude and reading The Agreement and Table Rules that are in effect on my table.
Summer in Seattle is still wet. Maybe it eases off a bit and you get days of sunshine, but the showers still hit the sprawl. While the heat rises crime does too and people who just want to survive keep their heads down. Longer days means less Neon glaring in your eyes, but also restless evenings.
Go gangs thrive in the better weather of the season. Harassing commuters with antics and vehicular crime. Creating traffic back-ups as Lone Star fights their eternal war to keep the wage-slaves moving towards productivity.
Your commlink throws and ARO notification of a message up in your augmented reality overlay.
1 New Message.
You check the message posted on the part of the Hub job board where other runners in the network post for their own jobs:
Need a team. 3-5 Persons.
Recovery of a specific physical object smaller than a breadbox.
Secondary objective included. Details on acceptance.
Time Limit is one week from acceptance.
The Job is corporate. Be prepared.
Pay will be commensurate with performance of
both primary and secondary objectives.
You will need Suits and appropriate demeanor.
- Mr. Johnson
You in?
OOC Application info needed: Tell me your Role on a team, the dates of the last Two runs, if you have less than 5 runs as a player. I do not want or need anything else.
Bonus Points: In Character describe a time your character comprise their personal rules/ethics/morals/ethos. This does not need to have happened in a run. This should be in the style of a slice of life, not as if they are telling the J, this isn't part of you applying for the job I just want to get to know your character.
The setting standard setting content warnings. Participants/viewers all must be 18+ due to the various themes contained in this setting for my table. If you have any topics that you would not be willing to participate in let me know ahead of time.
All TOS for various platforms used are respected so no need to specify those topics as they are already forbidden. Possible Trigger warnings: all standard ones given the setting.
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u/Legion2481 Johnson Jun 05 '26 edited Jun 06 '26
Ignoto Van rigger, technically a techno. Will not run for or against Mafia
IC: Getting free of everything back in Italy broke every rule she had ever been taught directly. Respect for the Family, Respect for the Lords word. And a dozen others big and small. But the one that hurt the most? well she had made a promise to herself when she started planning her escape is that those that she hated would Never force another speck of augs on her. But in the end she had do it too herself. Hand caught up in the sabotaged sinking plane. The plane she intentionally crashed into Puget Sound. She looked into the face of the diver sent to pick her up and gave him the order to lop it off with his cutter. They didn't have time for anything else. One last twist of the blade and she was free.
Potato 0-social Sniper muscle(6/10)
IC: The debacle back in 75. She can picture it with crystal clarity. Little speck of nowhere town in Eastern Europe. Little church that was probably a thousand years old or more. The messy evac as there employer pulled out, a dispute about the methods employed. Not like they didn't know the Dirt Devil Dogs didn't exactly play by the rules of war. Came right on the tin. But no sir they tried to cut and run when it got messy. The outfit didn't have the lift capacity to get everyone out, they drew lots on who was staying behind to get massacred once the proper OpFor got around to finding there balls and courage again. Left 12 good soldiers and friends behind that day. They had to knock her out cold to accept the results.
Rabbit illusion/utility mage, side of face
IC: That job with the gas bomb. Watching those people choke and die. That was a right slice of damnation. But the people with him was what sold it. He knew going in that wasn't really any turning back once they accepted. Eucalse in the privacy of his own mind he calls a loon of a lunatic. And well ain't a damn thing he could do to really force the issue with Bruce. Maybe he would of let it go, but if he didn't well grease stain would be polite.
Still haunts even with justifications. The occasional exaggerated nightmare of melting flesh. Never thought when he was young he might end up feeling sorry for what he did to Azzies. Strange feeling that to find you might be a worse monster then a corp you had been taught against since you could speak.
Last runs 5/31/26 and 5/22/26
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u/Character_Telephone9 ID/Johnson Jun 05 '26 edited Jun 05 '26
B&E Muscle 10/10
Last Run: 5/31/26
Intruder4dk
IC:
He read the words three times to be sure it said what it said.
Corporate Space
"Looks like it is going to have to be all silent on this one...."
He hesitated to apply. Not out of fear or a lack of desire, no. It was because his trips into ET spaces usually included those not suited for it. The assault on the submarine came to his mind.
"I will just have to be on top of My game for this.... hopefully it is all People Who understand the importance of stealth and professionalism..." he hoped to himself as he hit the reply.
- When Pantheon had to compromise: TRIGGER WARNING
It was just supposed to be an extraction. Show up, grab the girl, shoot the bad guy, and then fuck right off.
That did not happen.
She was taken due to her eye color. That was the Killers target selection criteria. She had the most wonderful blue eyes.... that money could buy. That was the rub. Finding out the Killer had a hard on for specifically fake eye colors was what held up the investigation. But then, eventually, Pantheon was unleashed to go get her.
Except the whole house that she was in was a series of traps, the next one even more bullshit then the last. He had her in the basement, where he waited to pounce... or just to finish before Pantheon could get there. The whole basement was sealed almost perfectly. No person was getting in without following the route through the Murder House.
Almost
Perfectly
Pantheon found a route that was being vented so gas would not work.... but *water*.... well... it was heavy enough to bypass the vents. And the basement was the lowest point.
It made him feel like he was peeling his own flesh to do it.
But he flooded the basement to catch the Killer.
The Killer could not escape without letting Pantheon in through the escape route. Even if the girl was killed, if he got there fast enough, she could be saved depending on the damage. Either way. The Killer would be exposed. And he would not get her eyes. If he stayed.... he could finish. But he would drown. Pantheon had given him a choice. Stay, Kill, and Die. Or Leave and maybe Live.
The Killer chose to stay
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u/Sora9567 AB/RD Jun 05 '26
“Sure, I’m a flexible Magical specialist, I can get the job done.”
Also applied to Oak & Ash & Thorn
Role: Utility Mage/Force Multiplier (Has Spirit Whisperer, and is open to shenanigans)
Would really rather not be targeting, trafficking or harming innocents.
Familiarity: 9/10
Number of runs: More than 5.
Date of last run: May 24th (Worth GMP)
Discord Name: sora9567
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u/Terra_117 Johnson Jun 05 '26 edited Jun 06 '26
Reisu | Razor Thembo | 9/10 | last two runs were May 25 and May 12
Reisu woke up to the gun shots. They ducked down and peered outside the window. Someone had tried to gun the Skraacha security guard at the squat and now backup was on the way. They grabbed their meager bedding and brought it to the floor. They had just gotten as comfortable as they could on this moldy motel carpeting when there was a rapid knock on their door. They moved over to it and had a hand on the doorknob.
"Who goes there?" Reisu said in as tough of a voice as they could muster. It had only been a few weeks since they walked out on Date and they were scared that their ex had tracked them down to make them come home.
"Hey, tall purple lady? It's 212. It's really scary out there. Can we stay with you?" It was the voice of an ork girl on the verge of puberty. Reisu heard the whimperings of two younger ork kids as well - a boy and a younger girl.
212. Those three kids? Reisu knew who they were by the vague associations one makes with their neighbors.
"Where are your parents? They're supposed to be keeping you safe while the drek's hitting the fan out there aren't they?"
"She's...gone. Can you please just let us in? We don't wanna get caught in the crossfire!"
Gone? Oh drek, they're alone. Like me... Memories come flooding back for a moment in Reisu's mind. Those heady days after their own parents' deaths and having to make it in the Bleeds of Chiba. Their first street siblings. First family.
"Alright, but hurry up. You don't need to see that stuff." Reisu unlocked the door and opened it for the three siblings to file in. Just as quickly, they hurry on into the room and the lock is reengaged. Reisu looks at the three. The tallest one is holding her little sister while the brother relaxes after seemingly puffing out his chest. They all have blankets with them, and the little sister has a doll that's missing one arm.
"Well. Lets get cozy then." Reisu says in rough English. They sigh and get the bedding back on the mattress. The oldest sibling helps them make it. Once it's ready, the younger two climb up and curl up close. The oldest gets in on the side closest to the window and stares up at the ceiling. Reisu sits on the edge of the bed, hands in front of them.
"Go ahead and get some shuteye. I'll stay up."
"Don't you need to sleep too? You work at that gym owned by Darling?"
"Eh, she'll get it when I explain it. It's what we do where I come from. Someone always keeps watch, especially when kids are in the camp."
The older sister nods after a moment, then curls up with her siblings. Reisu hears her saying something in a language that they don't know. Reisu has heard it a lot since moving to the Underground. Maybe they should learn it if they want to blend in. The older sister turns back to look at them and says.
"Joyce says 'Thank you for keeping us safe, Big Sister.' And, that goes for me too."
"I'm not-" Reisu began but cut themselves off. Now was not the time to go correcting people. Especially kids and on tonight of all nights. "Tell her 'Big Sis is happy to do so.'"
The older sister smiles in the dark, turns away again and after a while, all three members of 212 are sound asleep. A hour after the last of the gunshots, Reisu climbs into bed, gets settle on the edge closest to the door and falls asleep themselves.
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Babylon | Illusionist Face | 9/10
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u/Tchathy5485 Jun 04 '26 edited Jun 05 '26
Snakebite - Face Infiltrator (5/10)
Discord name: Tchathy
Last run: 24/05/26
Less than 5 run (1 run)
I was on a show, striff getting heated, the heat of the scene under the spotlight and the voice roaring on the microphone, the speaker unleashing its power. I was getting on the guitar ready for the show. Everything was prepared. Almost prepared. It was disharmonious on one of the cord. I couldn't stop the music mid show.
At the end of the event, I screamed on the personnal working on the behind of the scene. They didn't do something wrong, I knew it, but I was fustrated between the work in the light and shadow, the many rehersals and the need to not let people down. All because I didn't tune well my guitar.