After a two hour character generation session it was time to play. I forget what the job was but the players decided that their first stop would be a joygirl for more information. I’ve always remembered the joygirl because I had to ask the players how a joygirl could have anything to do with what they currently knew. In true sandbox fashion they explained it and I ran with it. The joygirl still having no clue why she’s talking to a bunch of cybered up shadowrunners starts pressuring the PCs for some cash, just 50¥ so her pimp doesn’t beat her later. The PCs being the alpha dogs they were didn’t feel the need to pay, they could handle themselves – after all there were four of them.
So after five minutes of trying to get this clueless joygirl to spill the beans on a job she had no idea about, her pimp comes over and starts hassling the PCs about paying for her time or getting lost. Already the PCs can feel the crowd starting to watch them and so can the pimp. Immediately the street sam pulls his predator and opens the pimp’s stomach with a well-placed explosive round. The pimp is on the ground and knows he is going to die today, on the corner he grew up. But he’s not going to be the kid who lay down and died
Surprise round over and the pimp is bleeding out all over the pavement with a serious wound and the street samurai has his gun leveled to finish him off. Then we roll initiative. Never have I seen such an abysmal roll from group of players – even with the serious wound the pimp was going first.
“It’s alright. He cannot hit shit with a serious wound” Said the street samurai.
“If he is smart he will run” dared the troll.
“I’d run” said the mage.
“Fuck that” exclaimed the pimp.
And with that the pimp raised his predator at the street samurai and rolled the dice – all the dice exploded.
“You can take a moderate wound right?” the troll jokingly questioned the street sam.
The dice continued to explode until the last dice tapped out at 41 exploding the street samurai’s head, pasting bone and blood on faces of the street sam’s friends.
“This is my corner and I aint no punk”
Stunned the rest of the players finished the pimp off and got out of dodge. Two hours making a character and five minutes later the street samurai was dead, his body harvested for parts not long after.
Recent editions have softened on the subject but combat in Shadowrun is deadly and you’re always one bullet away from the grave. When you’re making decisions as a GM or player you need to be conscious of this fact and decide is my character prepared to die? Is my character prepared to die for this?