Shadowrun 3-21-2015

I played Shadowrun on Saturday. It was a small group (the GM plus three players) due to two absences.

Quotes of the night:

“Bring them down softly! Softly! SOFTLY!”  -- Gumball the rigger.

Spoken by Gumball in regard to three rotodrones that were attacking us.  He wanted us to take them intact so that he could use them himself.  However, in the first round of combat, Agave (our weapons specialist) hit one square on the nose with her grenade launcher, Bingo (my troll dog shaman) blew one up with a ball lightning spell, and Bingo’s force 6 air spirit crumpled the third into a tin foil ball using its “engulf” ability.

“I hop back on my Duracell and take off.” – Paul, playing Gumball the rigger.  We were using an AAA battery as a stand-in for his motorcycle among our table-top miniatures.

Shadowrun with brownies. Also, Blue Moon beer (not pictured)

Not dead yet

This blog is so sad. I apologize to the very few people—if any—who care.

At any rate, I still have the intention of putting up all the game notes from my dead D&D campaign.

In addition, I might now start using it for other game stuff that I feel like geekily broadcasting but want to keep segregated from everything else.