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ShadowRun, SR4: Welcome to New York! | by LongFist | 2015-07-20 20:40:45 |
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The Current Situation Posts (CSP) SubThread | by LongFist | 2015-08-07 07:32:17 |
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CSP 027: | by LongFist | 2016-02-03 20:12:01 |
| * ATTENTION Ace *: |
by LongFist |
2016-02-03 20:14:17 |
While scanning your surroundings, you see what looks like an Entertainment Max Aerial (“Falcon”) Drone. Taking the initiative, you perform a quick [network] sniff to see what may be available, and indeed note that someone is jockeying a drone nearby. You perform a Track to see where “the other end” of the connection goes, quickly finding that they're not exactly nearby. But it's enough; it's a start. From here you try to suss out the Control Rigger's Access ID, but the attempt does not go unnoticed. The channel is instantly encrypted by the Control Rigger, a polite way of saying “keep out”. Using pure talent (because - let's face it - we hadn't the resources to buy all those whiz-bang utilities we'd been looking at all that time) you erode enough of the encryption to decrypt the stream coming back - not a total failure, but not exactly taking control, either. But you can see through the almost-perfectly-natural machine's eyes, and that's *got* to be an advantage! (Truth be told, nobody else has really noticed a falcon flying at night, and don't have any idea that they *DON'T* fly at night… ...and how many Falcons do you think you'll find in NYC? Rigger Please! Ergo it simply *has* to be a drone.)
So you pick a large tree to “rest” behind, and stop moving as you “jump in” to the aerial view. It's like an inverted pan, the darkness seems absolutely solid above you. Beneath you to the far rear a super-white flare is receding on its hide-a-chute, the charred edges of which are beginning to smolder restively. The vision systems are compensated and fully overload-protected, so the rest of the area - at least that which makes it past the filters - is fairly visible. Talk about a “bird's eye view”.
You're glad you stopped walking. What you see is jaw-dropping. There, in the very center of your view, you see what looks like a small bonfire. Surrounding that at a goodly distance you see sixteen human and humanoid shaped people in darkly shrouded forms of dress, all seemingly dancing smoothly in place, looking like they're all dancing together, somehow hearing the same beat, sharing the same experience. All of them. Further out from them you see various tracks of circles, some trampled into the grass (and over the asphalt), and a couple drop-etched on the ground in some luminous, etheric substance. The entire mess plays havoc with the sensor suite of this poor drone, and every attempt to gather distance and bearing information culminates with cascading errors, followed by a quick sensor suite reset and another try. Whomever is driving the drone, they seem really interested in the seeming distance distortion that everyone is experiencing. The oppressive darkness roils overhead, and no stars are present at all. Not clouds, exactly, but swirling, eddying darkness. A ceiling for sure. The drone flaps on as you regain your composure on the ground, scan quickly for your next cover point (not mere concealment) and start to move forward again.
The view is so stunning that you lose your train of thought, quickly derailed at “...a stripper on a pony leading my mech holding wings and beer...” |
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Addendum: NYC Parks and Recreation | by LongFist | 2016-02-04 04:34:35 |
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