The Sprawl: The CTF Job part 2

“You think your op went bad? You haven’t seen a bad op.

A bad op is when you’ve got 6 meters of concrete and steel to cut through and a broken thermal lance.

A bad op is when you’ve got A+++ mil-spec servers to crack and your psycho team mate just popped two in the back of your only hacker.

A bad op is walking into a corps local HQ without scoutin’ it first.

That’s a fuck’n bad op.”

Part 2 of the Sprawl, and the conclusion. Thank you to Brandon for running this game for us. You can find part 1 here.
And thanks to Alex and Ryan from Rag-NERD-Rok for joining us for this as well.
Hopefully we’ll make it back to the Rio-megaplex one day.

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Farewell from the past.

The Sprawl: The CTF Job Part 1

“Welcome to the Rio sprawl shitbird. I ain’t got time to expalin every little fuck’n thing to you, so let’s keep this short.

The Church is strong here, every gang has connection to ’em some how.
The cops are just as likely to scam you as pass you by.
If you need something special, hit up Nicomedia.
If you get grabbed by the RBEH-BFPC, money is your best way out, and I pay the shits. You don’t want to end up on one of their farms.

Oh yeah, one last thing. If you see a man of the cloth; don’t fuck with them. Some sins are unforgivable.”

Recently Brandon (a friend of the podcast) ran a two parter of The Sprawl for us; a powered by the Apocalypse cyberpunk game. It got weird quite fast when we were designing the Megaplex we call home. Alex and Ryan, from Rag-NERD-Rok, joined us for this as well.
Find part 2 here.

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Farewell from the past.

The [insert quest here] Monthly Writing Challenge For April 2016

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Havoc & Mayhem

This month’s stimulus comes from artist Ariel Perez, you can find more from Ariel on ArtStation.

The challenge is this; write a short story (or other piece of fiction) inspired by the above image, it need only be a few paragraphs long. You have until the 28th of April to complete this months challenge. A hint of advice, I recommend really immersing yourself in the piece. Inspiration doesn’t always strike right away.

You don’t have to send your creations back to us or anything (but if you’d like to here is our email: insertquesthere@gmail.com).
We just want to help motivate you to write, and write in different and varied genres.

We’ll post our own attempts at the end of the month.

If you like to see what we created from last months stimulus, check it out here.

Raymond’s Entry In March’s Writing Challenge!

Managed to smash this one out before the start of 3BIAB. I think it’s pretty solid, a little short than what I usually write.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. And hope it inspires you to write something of your own.


 

Matrix Garden

The silent pulsing yellow and red light was all that illuminated the surrounds. A black concrete room lined with server banks. The frozen air and ceramic dust float through the breached hole in the roof. Crop-sec had figured that the gang of intruders had been trying to loot the vault for cash. That was simply payment. Peering down into the server room from the vault above was ring of five heavily armed and well equipped thieves. The server data was the mark.

Continue reading “Raymond’s Entry In March’s Writing Challenge!”

Ecopse Phase: Ghoul Hunt

Gang war in the streets of Elysium! The Les Ghouls morph cartel seeks retribution for the Sun Yee On triad infringing on their business. A Les Ghouls assassin is taking out high profile Triad clients. Two Martian Rangers are on the case, but they aren’t the Rangers you know.

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Farewell from the past.

 

Raymond’s Attempt At The Febuary Writing Challenge!

I’m extremely happy with how this months story turned out. I had a lot of fun writing it. I tend not to enjoy first person perspective, but this worked out really well. I hope you enjoy it. If you like to know what the stimulus was, check it out here.

Saffron


 

A loud bang, a clatter of steel balls on plate and brick, a roaring cheer from half the cities uppers. Someone dies, a hero is celebrated. Soon two more performers will take the stage. I’m not in this to perform. I like the killing. I’m chasing the skill mastery. Swift, knee jerk precision; that’s what I’m after. I’m not flashy, I don’t toy with my prey. I just kill ‘em. As quick, and as clean as I can.

Strangely my style has been well received. It’s not what most others bring to the field. Although, let’s be real, people just get off on seeing a cute brunette dispassionately dropping fools.

They’ll be done resetting the arena soon, time to get dressed. My armour case looks like worn shit, but my shell is good. Solid grey plates of modular armour bits. I pull on the under clothes, black nano-adhesive cloth. Black elbow gloves, black thigh high socks, black top. The armour bits just cling to the fabric, like magnets on a fridge. The armours for shit really. The gauntlets and boots cover me a little, and the chest piece covers some of my organs; but there is still plenty of skin. Midriff puts butts in seats though, and it’s not like anyone ever sucks breath long enough to hit me. Continue reading “Raymond’s Attempt At The Febuary Writing Challenge!”

Raymond’s Attempt at the Writing Challenge for January

This month I saw an opportunity to write about The Gardener again. This is kind of an origin story of sorts. I hope you like of it. I’m quite pleased with it.
You can see the stimulus for this month here.

Testing The Gardener.


A dim orange light gleamed through the high window of the long curving hall. Nestled at the desk sat a golden skinned boy, his red eyes glowing as he tended to a small pot plant. The glassy leaves bounced the afternoon light around the hall adding colour to his smokey grey vestments. In the distance heavy boots clicked against the stone floor, with the occasional tapping of steel cutting through the other sounds of the institute. The footsteps drew closer and their purpose became clear as they cut off behind the boy. Continue reading “Raymond’s Attempt at the Writing Challenge for January”

Eclipse Phase: The Five Soul Lock

It’s a game of cat and mouse for the intrepid agents of Firewall! Executives, comptrollers and researchers within the Planetary Consortium have disappeared within the last few months, leaving only stackless morphs in their places. The mesh IDs of these individuals have popped up in databases trying to brute force hack into various Hypercorps; Cognite the primary target. The Consortium congress, worried that these attacks may start to affect all of the Hypercorps members, has dispatched a special investigations team to Thought to uncover the nature of the attacks and what true threat they pose.

This game was made possible thanks to the RPPR patreon backers. As always, we are grateful for getting the chance to play and record games with them!

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Farewell from the past.

 

Raymonds Attempt at Decembers writing challenge.

At the beginning of every month we we issue a writing challenge to all our friends and fans.
This was the stimulus for this months challenge!

I(Raymond) had real trouble writing this month, and I came up with something…kind of okay. I don’t know, you guys might love it. Check it out below.


 

ASTRAL WINTER

Mercurii, 11th of Makara, 53rd year of Unification war. Excavated final thoughts: Subject Falbra, apprentice All-Bright of Kwothhost.

The snow. It’s itching my back, I can feel it crawling up into my gut wound. It’s cold, and burning, and itchy. I think I’m blind in one eye. is anyone here? Is anyone alive? Guess I’ll die alone. Far from home.

We are all far from home.

I guess…war pulls us along. Forces onto distance fields of cranage. I wasn’t meant to be here. I’m a fucking All-Bright, not a soldier! This was meant to be a safe camp, they said this position had held for months! Void tainters the lot of them!

If you’d survived this war, what would you have done with your life?

Fuckin’ nothing worth singing about. Would have just returned to the Augurary. Specialised into some field or another; probably chemetology or chemsics. Guess I could have gotten really loopy and forsaken my calling. Flee to the winds. Live as the Voidwalkers once did.

What would you tell the Voidwalkers, if they could hear you?

Shit…big question. How about: “Thanks for the planet, but how about next time you don’t leave warmongers on it.”

They believed peace would be the only option, and for a while it was.
Raise your head, tell them what you see. Look through the trees, to the west.

Death. Blast holes. Mangled trees and fires. Past that. I guess…a horse? There’s people there. You should go to them, they probably know the way forward. Forward? to where? What way? who are they? They are like you, go to them. These aren’t my own thoughts are they. Yes and no. All thought is shared beyond this world. The itchings stopped. They remind me of my family…but they look different, not just the clothes…their…manner. Go to them, they know the stars. yes…the…stars…


 

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Farewell from the past, I’m Raymond.

 

Eclipse Phase master post!

I know a lot of listeners love Eclipse Phase. We’ve been reorganising a lot of the WordPress site lately to make our content more accessible.

You can now find all our Eclipse Phase actual plays by clicking on the Eclipse Phase link at the bottom of each page, or by clicking on that piece of bold text.

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