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Gabe fired off a burst from behind the armored van, which was doing a pretty good job of keeping the Ronin troops from hitting him. They weren't even really trying at this point, seemed to have lost the will for it, maybe it was all the dead bodies littering the Ronin compound. The roar of...

I will be withholding further comments due to the GM's request.

You've been condescendingly talking down to people all game, whether you choose to acknowledge that is another matter entirely. As for the character's death, if you'd be so kind as to read over my post a second time you'll notice the post is intended to explain what Gabriel had been doing up...

Hey man, shit happens, I've pulled 24+ hour days twice this week. Nobody's gonna crucify you for feeling burned out. You know, you don't have to be a condescending dick all of the time. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go write a death post, for a character that isn't mine, because an...

@Mr_DC @HarleyQuip @uesius @admiral9 Gabriel McClintock was having a pretty good day, Iron Maiden's Run to The Hills was playing, the piles of Ronin dead, and thus looted corp-sec gear, were growing and he'd even found an evac vehicle, all that was left to do was get rid of the Ronin security...

Additionally, following continuing technical difficulties on his part @The Glass Ninja has decided to entrust his character Gabriel to me until he can get his PC replaced or repaired. Expect a post shortly.

Nice to see you two getting along so well. Expect a post later tonight after I get off work.

@Mr_DC @HarleyQuip @admiral9 @The Glass Ninja "Door on your left Tiny." The roar of Greg's shotgun was the last thing the poor Ronin security officer heard as his ambush point suddenly filled with lead. Ronin's security teams were good, but it's hard to launch a counterattack when your own...

Apologies for the lack of tags in my post, the tagging system likes to crap out if I try to tag more than one person in a post. Hopefully I managed to do the scene justice regardless.

A white four-door sedan tore through the streets of Nevereign, pushing close to 150 in a mad race against time. Greg had gone dark, an emotionless scowl sliding over his face as he drove, one hand resting on the wheel the other fondling the assault rifle in his lap. Gabe sat in the passenger...

Of course.

Yeah our bad, Glass is having some technical difficulties at the moment, Addy's just a bit weird so we try to keep a muzzle on him, and I've been a bit busy lately. We're trying to be more active from here on out though.

At the beginning is usually a good choice.

Gabriel laughed, it was a deep, rumbling laugh at a joke that didn't exist, the laugh of a madman. "Fookin Christ Greg." It took a moment for the laughter to subside before the proverbial mask joined the one he was actually wearing. "Let's get a move on then. Binh, get hacking, we're gonna need...

With uncharacteristic speed, meaning only a third of a second delay instead of a half second one, Greg responded, "I got him Boss." he said as he entered the safehouse proper, grinning like the lunatic he was. "Stupid bastard was just some delusional freelancer," Greg was practically giggling as...

Greg made good time on the way to the hospital, with the hacker dead he didn't need to worry about anyone tracking him so no need for a long or roundabout path there, blatantly violating every speed ordinance in the city may have also played a part in that. Still basking in sadistic afterglow...

"You said Lazarus twice." Greg pointed out. Lee opened his mouth to say something in response but was cut off by Greg's hand clamping around his throat. The waitress at the counter screamed as Greg stood up, hauling the frail hacker into the air. A manic smile played across his face as he...

"Blindly taking money from unknown suppliers?" Greg tried to sound surprised, but mostly just sounded the same. "You're braver than you look." Greg sat in contemplation for a minute, gazing around the room, taking in every detail of the surrounding area, "Whose party were you supposed to...

"Corps go at each other all the time." Greg said, after his usual delay. "Half the time they don't even bother using their own troops, the gangs will get blamed for it anyways so they might as well take the cheap route and pay them to do the hit." The remainders of the burger disappeared into...

The commlink crumbled to pieces in Greg's grip, crushed in a metal fist just as the line was answered. It took a few tense seconds before Greg dropped the broken remains of the commlink and gestured to the seat across from him, allowing Lee to sit down. "Okay Lee, you're not a corp, so what...