The Roman07

Incursions

Updated my bio and I'm gonna recycle my post on the first page and put it on

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Name: Jack Roman
Age: 34
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 201
Appearance:

Casual wear

Showing Prosthetics

Newest model prosthetic arms created specifically for Jack by a district zero scientist Dr. Rin Emris as a huge thank you for saving her life.

Occupation: Detective for the New Ancora Police department

District: 17

Gear:

NAPD Standard issue sidearm

Neutech XP-9 pistol. Standard issue for all law enforcement in District 17. 15 round magazines and an optional "non-lethal" integrated tazer if you may so choose.

Background:

part 1

Jack is not your average detective. He's not a dirty cop but his nose ain't clean either. Spending most of his life dealing with gang murders and drug trafficking, even human trafficking at times. He used to be a "By-the-book" type officer... but then he got older and wisened up. You can't defeat evil, only suppress it. There's only two ways to do that in Jacks eyes, either kill every evil scumbag that does wrong and let god sort them out, or start to assimilate and find the weak points. Destroy the foundation and the rest of the structure will weaken.

When Jack was younger, he was a simple beat cop walking the crowded streets of district 17, watching as the homeless got forced into prostitution by the gangs, dealing drugs and ransacking small business's. Everywhere he looked something fucked up was going on and every single time he tried his best to help. It wasn't easy whatsoever. He got noticed and promoted, but in a way it didn't help. Sure he could wear plain clothes now and work without an ominious eye on him always, but it only upset him more the deeper he could get in the shit and witness how ones internal demons could persuade one to cause harm.

Jack wisened up. He started walking the old beat and made friends with the local gangs. Look the other way during gang wars and local stores would get protected. Allow prostitution in certain areas and keep Fuzz off the corners of schools and residental areas. It wasn't perfect but it helped in some tiny way. He kept eyes on the streets everywhere, a "homeless social grid" he called it. Anyone that didn't listen got a .45 caliber between the eyes. It kept him alive this long but luck wasn't on his side anymore.

Five years ago, Jack walked through the districts school zone and watched as some asshole attempted to sell fuzz to a handfull of high schoolers. Naturally this was breaking his "rules" and Jack took the man by the neck and dragged him to the ground. All the guy did was laugh manicly and pull out and old looking grenade and pulled the pin. "Fetch fucker!" The dealer screamed as he lobbed it straight at the school entrance. Jacks eyes widened as he let the guy go and ran for the grenade. It settled down next to an industrial dumpster and Jack instinctively picked it up and threw it into the dumpster. When he tried to close the hatch the grenade went off and threw Jack clear across the concrete sidewalk.

Part 2

Jack woke up in a medical room in district zero. Strapped to a medical slab with mechanical probes and tools hovering above him. A sweet voice whispered in his ear. "Don't worry, everythings going to be okay Detective." A cool hand brushed his forehead and fixed his hair and an angelic face appeared in front of him. "My name is Dr. Rin Emris... and you saved my Daughter two weeks ago from some phsycopath. This is the least I can do to repay you." The woman said with a soft voice before he blacked out again.

After months of rehabilitation, he was outfitted with a brand new set of prosthetic arms and the neural implants to control them. They were strong and durable, much better than his "old" ones. The neural implants around his face hurt and itch sometimes, but its worth it if he's able to punch through a brick wall or bend a stop sign. He got a medal from his superior and a pay raise but he never managed to find the phsycopath. He spends his days now hunting that man down. Ignoring his old ways of justice and made a trail of beaten bodies for information on the phsyco. He earned a nickname from the gangs... "The Demon of D17" nobody was safe anymore. He no longer took prisoners and even the lowest gang member got a lead sandwich.

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Cs will hopefully be done after work today :) sry for the delay

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Same here I don't mind as long as I'm allowed to read it :-P

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Kool I'll get to work on a cs

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wow I was interested in this but lost the subscription and forgot the title lmao if you still have room id like to join :)

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I was afraid they would actually be hard to see. The left side of the building has an open area that could possibly be the test area. And the second floor blueprint shows the balcony overhang in that dome.

[Shadowrun] Sprawl Stories (Accepting new players!)

Lemme know if these work:

maps

[Shadowrun] Sprawl Stories (Accepting new players!)

This may of already been asked but... what exactly do the docbracelets do again? Is it a self healing system or a free pass to the hospital?

Also hopefully in the near present, could ee get some kind of general layout of the building were gonna intrude? If you like I could find a couple pictures of some old blueprints that may work?

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@Munk - Thank ya kindly :)