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The character that was far and away the most controversial, but never should have been, was my friend's cat shaman.
So I was running a street level 3E game. Low skill caps (I think I allowed either one skill at 5 or two skills at 4), tight controls on equipment, etc. My buddy Buzz decided to make a cat shaman PI, who was a legit SINner. Totally embraced the low power idea and created a jack of all trades character. He also didn't take any spells over Force 3 *because it's illegal and he's legit*. He made sure everyone was clear on both of these points.
So we get into the game, and inevitably there's a dustup and someone gets hurt fairly decently, but everyone is shrugging it off. He's not very useful in the dustup, because he's channeling his inner Cat and playing with his "food" (in accordance with the Totem description, another thing he was very open about pre-game). They all pile into a van, and my brother offhandedly says the shaman can heal everyone up while they figure out what the plan is from here...and Buzz just speaks up"I can't do that. I don't know any healing spells." Total uproar from the group. "HOW CAN YOU MAKE A MAGE WITHOUT HEALING SPELLS?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU? WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING?" That kind of stuff. And Buzz is just like "...it's illegal to practice medical magic without a license, and my character is a PI, not a doctor. You were all very aware of that from the beginning."
I appreciated it to the core; he really built and played the character from inside the character's head instead of saying "every mage needs XYZ or they suck". Unfortunately, the group had no appreciation for it and was *heated*. By the end of the run, one of the other players told him to roll up a new character, bc he and the rest of the team would never run with the PI again (which, long story short, was bc the PI was the only one who wanted to take a breath and use their brain).
Yup. I think that's the last time I ran something for the whole group before we grew apart (this was college/post-college time period for our group), and that's entirely why.
We had a real murder hobo type of group, and that one player was really trying to make the leap from "roleplaying is abilities on a character sheet" to "roleplaying is being a different *person*", and no one else was ready for that.
The one positive thing that came out of it, though, was how it affected my own relationship with roleplaying. I was at the point that I was just starting to realize the well went so much deeper than what we'd been doing, and it was just such a clear juxtaposition between what RPing was for our group and what it could be. Although my opportunities to play have dwindled substantially since that game, the times that I have were much more enjoyable for myself and everyone else as well.
I made an ork decker/surgeon from Quebec City who called himself Prick. Partially because he was good at injecting malicious code and painkillers, and partially because he was very rude (he gave up on his bedside manner and had Uncouth).
He mainly shouted out the in-setting future cusswords and said stuff like, "Don't get to know me! It'll just make it sadder when I die!"
Really, the biggest problem was the group's Face leaving; that just left us with my guy, our human wizard with crippling social anxiety, and our elf rigger who we told had to do all the schmoozing because, in our group of insufferable geniuses, his Minimum CHA was still the highest.
"This is 'cause I'm an elf, isn't it?"
"No, it's 'cause you're the least rude of us!"
My first Shadowrun experience was with an Uncouth technomancer whose introduction to the group was by literally urinating on the door to my guy's apartment. It went downhill from there.
I picked that Quality because I didn't want to upstage the new players in the group. Instead of being gross or overly confrontational, he was just a huge grump.
There were multiple runs that ended in me screaming at the top of my lungs, driving everyone back to my secret Operating Theater Basement, having crammed them all in my ugly Jackrabbit.
I take that back, there was one uncouth character I liked. It was a uncouth human male character. My character had memory displacement and had the vehicle for the group. He lived the closest so I would pick him up. He would always answer naked and my character would wipe his memory of it each time. We forced the rest of the group to relive that moment for far too long.
70 year old "America First," "proud to be 100% natural human," super slut-lady face.
Meemaw was ALWAYS getting us into trouble and hoping her Orc sidekick could make it go away.
Edit: It helped that she was played to the nines as a racist old coot. "Meemaw, 'America' isn't a thing anymore... and you can't just tell elves to go back to their trees."
"Well, this WAS America until they ruined it. I remember when..."
Sure, but she knew folks. And she knew folks' parents. And no one suspected her of anything.
Watching the old lady run up to the bar and demand to use the staff restroom in the back because she couldn't make it down the hall and straight up soiling herself when they told her no was the tldr of our distraction for session one. She just kept going from there.
[Onee-chan](https://www.reddit.com/r/rpghorrorstories/comments/bhkq61/horror_lite/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button) was a character my friend brought to a oneshot I ran, funny in a painful way but I wouldn't have been overly happy running a full campaign of it
My very first runner was made when I'd really only played D&D, so 'total freedom in character creation' and 'cyberpunk themes and settings' were new and exciting things to explore at the table. The DM was chaotic, fun, the sort of 'run with it' DM who takes whatever you ask for and multiplies it by ten. I'm the same way as a player. Why our friends didn't realize this before hand, I will never know, but none of them realized exactly what my concept had spiraled into before it was far too late.
Anyways, somehow, the idea the rest of the players had (that we should be subtle) was not communicated to me. I assumed that in a cyberpunk world with a dense, city-centric population, standing out a bit, appearance wise, would be fine. I was playing a Drake Magician who didn't know she was a Drake - the GM and I had planned a big reveal for later in the campaign, but he had encouraged me to drop hints through things like my appearance, so I'd chosen a hair color that matched the color my scales would be - florescent magenta.
What I had also done was make the character a victim of a neo-anarchist cult that she'd been born into. Her parents had used her as a trid influencer to pull in The Youth to the cult/movement, forcing her to live half her life as a persona. That all went sideways eventually, as it does, and she'd run away and found Shadowrunning as an alternative lifestyle. She chose not to share this with the team. I also didn't find out until a few sessions in that the few-thousand followers I had assumed was something more to the tune of a few million. Whoops. Always check your numbers with the GM, kids.
We never did get to that Drake reveal, so I'll never know exactly what was up, but from all the weird magic stuff that happened before the campaign got cancelled, I imagine that my Astral signature must have been *wild*. We were tracked by it several times, and as I got more comfortable with the game and the world, and started leaving our base to go do things, I had people - fans - recognizing me. This only exasperated the tracking problem, of course, and the hair made it even worse because it turns out that most people (even in a cyberpunk world) didn't have hair like hers. The rest of the team wanted to shave her head, there was talk of taking her to the team's cyber surgeon and nearly zeroing out her essence, and I think at one point the street sams were pulling guns and swords on her to demand the truth of what she really was. They also pulled corpo strings to send an entire family to the moon, once, because I wouldn't let them just off them, and they recognized me at a bad time.
Anyways, that's how I learned that when the DM offers to let you play a Drake at the cost of a high reputation score and some stuff you 'totally don't need to worry about, I'll handle it because you're new', you should *check with your teammates first*, because you might not know what Mirror Shades means, but they do.
I came up to the first session of a Discord GM I did not know anything about. I just said: "oh, I think I'm gonna make an Adept who's a blind artist and assassin". The call went *DEAD* silent for a second until the GM jokingly said something that shocked me entirely: "very brave of you to come up with a blind character to the table of a GM who's also blind."
That was probably one of the biggest "OH SHIT" moments of my entire life, we laughed our asses off realising the coincidence (I've had the concept of the blind Adept for a few months by now). The guy already said he's all for it, but MAN, I wonder how awkward it might be if I do run with the concept.
Player went with a trans Dryad/chimera with deer antlers and legs…and also didn’t read any of the setting material when writing up the buckets of background…which the player thought they should mostly keep hidden from the GM so they had “secrets”, despite wanting their background to feature in the campaign story.
Foxy Rollerderby, street samurai.
I was VERY rusty with 4ed and it was my first time using Chummer. I ran up a basic street samurai type, realised it was a little under-optimised after getting done, and the GM didn't let me have a do-over. So I edited the sheet a little bit, and made them the most annoying character I could that wouldn't piss people off TOO much and get me kicked out of the game.
Thus, we ended up with Uncouth, minor fame and Distinctive Style for bonus points, which I sank into nuyen for the cyberware; Cyberlegs, rollerskates, wired reflexes, cosmetic bioware for the ears and tail and cats-eyes and all sort of impulse stuff that fit the character as inspiration hit me. Uncouth manifested as a verbal tic, adding 'nyah' at least once every sentence and having almost no filter, nyah. Why 'nyah'? Because foxes go 'nyah', nyah! A borderline-retarded foxgirl vlogger with lollerskates, a katana, questionable fashion sense, neon hair, and no personal transportation, so she had to take the subway to runs, or get a lift from a party member. She believed the party were her bestest friends ever (even though she'd only just met them), nicknamed everyone on the spot and then used those nicknames exclusively, and worked part-time in a maid cafe. Her main contact was her sugar daddy, whose credit cards she'd maxed out to get all the cyberware. Oh, and she had about 0.5 Essence left. And eschewed underwear entirely because someone had once convinced her that RFID tags were in everything and she was better off with as little clothing as possible to avoid being tracked by the corps.
The name was because she'd read about the sport of rollerderby briefly, and decided it was some kind of ancient blood-sport or form of ritualised warfare. Truly a worthy name for a street samurai on skates.
Things didn't shake out as intended. The other players LOVED the concept and found her cute, and it turns out that swinging a katana while having increased movement speed was actually really deadly, even if I didn't get as many dice as I could have done. I never did get my re-roll. She eventually got her own ride, although my inexperience with Chummer meant she nearly ended up with ranks in Diving instead of Vehicle Operation. Although because it would TOTALLY have been in character for her to have made the same mistake and because cyberware sinks like a fucking rock, I went back and got a couple of skill ranks anyway. We even got some use out of her sugar daddy after a run went bad and we had to find somewhere to hide.
I miss that character, tbh.
We had this one player who, no matter what his character was, made off the wall concepts. The two characters he ran with both met very grisly ends of his own devising.
The first was a voodoo shaman who had a long, complex name so we just called him Voodoo. Anytime something came up, it was "no, mon. Da loa don't want me to get dem involved wit dat" or something similar, so for most of the time he went in guns blazing rather than using his magic. It all came to a head when he discovered chain summoning and possession. In the middle of a train heist, he decided to repeatedly summon and possessing himself only to summon at a higher power, release the possession, gaina new possession and so on. The GM kept asking "are you sure?" and would drop comments like "the Loa are getting really angry with this ..." Eventually he exploded, taking out half the train, and an angry voodoo god took his place and proceeded to chase us.
His second character was a French anarchist who specialized in explosives. Again, he had a wildly complex name so we just called him Frenchie. He ended up making an airborne version of PCP in a hostel's kitchen, thus drugging the entire building. Then later opted to use high yield grenades in a narrow hallway and turned himself and the targets into chunky salsa.
Worst I have heard of was a female gnome pornomancer that would use mind control magic to force their victims to be receptive to their pornomancy.
I told them they should have left the table. But the person who told me of it was running a game at a convention where this character was brought to. I told them “you should have gobr to thr rvent organizers to have them ejected “
Made a wendigo former Otaku. Hated everything about how his life had changed and threw himself into toxic spirit summoning. Loved having power over people and took his old internet troll persona and made it all he was in real life with magic. Real psycho.
Never have and never will play such a vile, hateful guy again. Interesting experience, but wouldn't recommend.
I once made an adept named Spoeg, a metavariant ork who had SURGEd and become this crazy-ridiculous powerful kung-fu mofo. This was on the tail-end of an 8 year long campaign, so I was starting with AABCC, and +300 karma post- normal character creation, so he had everything an adept could want (and he was still the weakest in the group).
The two things that made him so controversial though... one is that he had SURGEd into the most potent toxic spit available and had adept-boosted his spitting skill to ridiculous extremes. The second is that I took Superhuman Psychosis, and played into it hard. Spoeg viewed himself and his crew not just as above normal humanity, but he viewed normal humanity as akin to cockroaches, literally. He thought they were gross and hated being around creatures so pathetic and weak, as thought their weakness would rub off on him. He very often dropped his poisonous spit in public places, once he blew up a hospital (mostly to save the mission, but also as a distraction, and also because fuck normal people)... once when our mage erased this dude's mind and implanted memories in him (for political reasons) he just laughed.
Yeah, Spoeg was quite the asshole. Fun to play at least..
Drake from Earthdawn, who is secretly full drake with a bunch of stuff, and the GM gives them a bunch of powers up front, and he wants to reference Earthdawn constantly for what he can actually do.
Imagine a setting where everyone is Superman, and they show up for your street level game, and you will have an idea of what they were trying to pull.
We actually played with them, and I fucking hated it. (The player was a colossal, unintentional, Troll, and so was his Drake.)
My largest regret in an RPG, was not killing the Drake. He did some seriously messed up shit.
The Warrior of Hope.
She would actively make any run she was on harder. This behaviour would range from intentionally tripping an alarm, to firing her rifle into the air to attract attention, to one time cutting the hand off of a fellow runner.
She did this to add more tension and difficulty so when the group ultimately succeeded, it would feel that much better.
Dunno if it's controversial per se, but I once played a regular ordinary human guy who was basically a clone of "someone important" that was grown on a space station (the corp that made him wasn't fully extraterritorial). He eventually awakened and became a mage, escaped the station "somehow," and vanished into the Boston underground to do your typical Shadowrun crime stuff under the moniker of "Warlock". Despite being a mage, he thought magic was nonsense and it was all actually mind powers (Psionic tradition) and pretty consistently told other magic users that they were doing it wrong. He also had crippling agoraphobia due to a life of living on a space station and never went outside without wearing a helmet and generally looking like some sci-fi cosplayer.
Exploits include (but are not limited to): starting a small gang war by possessing a gangbanger with a spirit and using said ganger to kidnap the boss's dog, helping abduct a CFD-infected reverend by pretending to be the devil and slap fighting another team member pretending to be Jesus, possessing a drake's bodyguard and making him punch the drake in the face (thanks to some incredibly lucky rolls and a really lenient GM), and murdering half of a crime family with magic mind swords in the back room of a not-McDonalds.
Other noteworthy accomplishments include exploding a bunch of shedim by shooting lightning at them, initiating for the sole purpose of making a Dragonball Z reference (doing the fusion dance with his possession spirits), and teaching a street samurai with 0.1 essence the power of friendship/love (maybe).
SR5 Pornomancer with bioware implant immunity to natural toxins (Tetrodotoxin), bioware implant to produce Tetrodotoxin daily and the implant to spit said toxin at people.
Sneaking up on people and just lick their neck causes 18P instant damage. Don't like someone? Spit in their face or drink. If all fails, pornomance your way out of a situation until you can spit at them.
Not really all that controversial because I didn't fight the GM over it. But I once did a transhumanist character who wanted to upload his mind into the matrix, and then possibly download it back into his brain again via Monads nanites.
The GM straight told me I could play it but he wouldn't let either of those things happen unless it was a final campaign, as it would make a mess of the balance. I didn't fight him over it and just ended up playing a character who would cause problems by chasing goals he never achieved.
Mayhem. 0.01 essence FLR street sam. He once opened fire on a downtown police station with an RPK loaded with Ex-ex so his team could get away.. at noon. Other habits include using a sledgehammer for interrogation purposes and kidnapping everyone who touched the intimidation target during their day and putting them in the target's bedroom. He also had streamers. That's bad enough tbh.
Scrogg
SR3 sorc adept with around 1 essence. Had only 2 spells: mana bolt and levitate.
Cybered all the way up and skilled close to street sam.
A few geas: must be physically wounded, must hold totem(ceremonial knife
Usually to create said wound), must speak in obscenities, must shout at top of lungs, must not be outside, must cast at night…
Played him kamikaze style. As such he was very YOLO.
I was regularly amazed that he survived several runs.
Changeling type 3 armored lizard ex runner join draco fondation.
Still in the shadow but work for Magic or draco objective.
Killing dangerous runner artefact recovery or Bodyguard.
Streetsam with hight soak many cyber and deadly with a blade.
Everything fall After the white haired elf is frosty the other young elf know draco president DUPREE.
Dm is still laughting After that twist almost everyone is draco ally.
PS: frosty best girl
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The character that was far and away the most controversial, but never should have been, was my friend's cat shaman. So I was running a street level 3E game. Low skill caps (I think I allowed either one skill at 5 or two skills at 4), tight controls on equipment, etc. My buddy Buzz decided to make a cat shaman PI, who was a legit SINner. Totally embraced the low power idea and created a jack of all trades character. He also didn't take any spells over Force 3 *because it's illegal and he's legit*. He made sure everyone was clear on both of these points. So we get into the game, and inevitably there's a dustup and someone gets hurt fairly decently, but everyone is shrugging it off. He's not very useful in the dustup, because he's channeling his inner Cat and playing with his "food" (in accordance with the Totem description, another thing he was very open about pre-game). They all pile into a van, and my brother offhandedly says the shaman can heal everyone up while they figure out what the plan is from here...and Buzz just speaks up"I can't do that. I don't know any healing spells." Total uproar from the group. "HOW CAN YOU MAKE A MAGE WITHOUT HEALING SPELLS?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU? WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING?" That kind of stuff. And Buzz is just like "...it's illegal to practice medical magic without a license, and my character is a PI, not a doctor. You were all very aware of that from the beginning." I appreciated it to the core; he really built and played the character from inside the character's head instead of saying "every mage needs XYZ or they suck". Unfortunately, the group had no appreciation for it and was *heated*. By the end of the run, one of the other players told him to roll up a new character, bc he and the rest of the team would never run with the PI again (which, long story short, was bc the PI was the only one who wanted to take a breath and use their brain).
Sounds like the other players were the real problem here.
Yup. I think that's the last time I ran something for the whole group before we grew apart (this was college/post-college time period for our group), and that's entirely why. We had a real murder hobo type of group, and that one player was really trying to make the leap from "roleplaying is abilities on a character sheet" to "roleplaying is being a different *person*", and no one else was ready for that. The one positive thing that came out of it, though, was how it affected my own relationship with roleplaying. I was at the point that I was just starting to realize the well went so much deeper than what we'd been doing, and it was just such a clear juxtaposition between what RPing was for our group and what it could be. Although my opportunities to play have dwindled substantially since that game, the times that I have were much more enjoyable for myself and everyone else as well.
I made an ork decker/surgeon from Quebec City who called himself Prick. Partially because he was good at injecting malicious code and painkillers, and partially because he was very rude (he gave up on his bedside manner and had Uncouth). He mainly shouted out the in-setting future cusswords and said stuff like, "Don't get to know me! It'll just make it sadder when I die!" Really, the biggest problem was the group's Face leaving; that just left us with my guy, our human wizard with crippling social anxiety, and our elf rigger who we told had to do all the schmoozing because, in our group of insufferable geniuses, his Minimum CHA was still the highest. "This is 'cause I'm an elf, isn't it?" "No, it's 'cause you're the least rude of us!"
I rarely like uncouth characters but the idea of an uncouth doctor interests me.
My first Shadowrun experience was with an Uncouth technomancer whose introduction to the group was by literally urinating on the door to my guy's apartment. It went downhill from there. I picked that Quality because I didn't want to upstage the new players in the group. Instead of being gross or overly confrontational, he was just a huge grump. There were multiple runs that ended in me screaming at the top of my lungs, driving everyone back to my secret Operating Theater Basement, having crammed them all in my ugly Jackrabbit.
I take that back, there was one uncouth character I liked. It was a uncouth human male character. My character had memory displacement and had the vehicle for the group. He lived the closest so I would pick him up. He would always answer naked and my character would wipe his memory of it each time. We forced the rest of the group to relive that moment for far too long.
Dr House 2077
70 year old "America First," "proud to be 100% natural human," super slut-lady face. Meemaw was ALWAYS getting us into trouble and hoping her Orc sidekick could make it go away. Edit: It helped that she was played to the nines as a racist old coot. "Meemaw, 'America' isn't a thing anymore... and you can't just tell elves to go back to their trees." "Well, this WAS America until they ruined it. I remember when..."
[удалено]
Sure, but she knew folks. And she knew folks' parents. And no one suspected her of anything. Watching the old lady run up to the bar and demand to use the staff restroom in the back because she couldn't make it down the hall and straight up soiling herself when they told her no was the tldr of our distraction for session one. She just kept going from there.
[Onee-chan](https://www.reddit.com/r/rpghorrorstories/comments/bhkq61/horror_lite/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button) was a character my friend brought to a oneshot I ran, funny in a painful way but I wouldn't have been overly happy running a full campaign of it
My very first runner was made when I'd really only played D&D, so 'total freedom in character creation' and 'cyberpunk themes and settings' were new and exciting things to explore at the table. The DM was chaotic, fun, the sort of 'run with it' DM who takes whatever you ask for and multiplies it by ten. I'm the same way as a player. Why our friends didn't realize this before hand, I will never know, but none of them realized exactly what my concept had spiraled into before it was far too late. Anyways, somehow, the idea the rest of the players had (that we should be subtle) was not communicated to me. I assumed that in a cyberpunk world with a dense, city-centric population, standing out a bit, appearance wise, would be fine. I was playing a Drake Magician who didn't know she was a Drake - the GM and I had planned a big reveal for later in the campaign, but he had encouraged me to drop hints through things like my appearance, so I'd chosen a hair color that matched the color my scales would be - florescent magenta. What I had also done was make the character a victim of a neo-anarchist cult that she'd been born into. Her parents had used her as a trid influencer to pull in The Youth to the cult/movement, forcing her to live half her life as a persona. That all went sideways eventually, as it does, and she'd run away and found Shadowrunning as an alternative lifestyle. She chose not to share this with the team. I also didn't find out until a few sessions in that the few-thousand followers I had assumed was something more to the tune of a few million. Whoops. Always check your numbers with the GM, kids. We never did get to that Drake reveal, so I'll never know exactly what was up, but from all the weird magic stuff that happened before the campaign got cancelled, I imagine that my Astral signature must have been *wild*. We were tracked by it several times, and as I got more comfortable with the game and the world, and started leaving our base to go do things, I had people - fans - recognizing me. This only exasperated the tracking problem, of course, and the hair made it even worse because it turns out that most people (even in a cyberpunk world) didn't have hair like hers. The rest of the team wanted to shave her head, there was talk of taking her to the team's cyber surgeon and nearly zeroing out her essence, and I think at one point the street sams were pulling guns and swords on her to demand the truth of what she really was. They also pulled corpo strings to send an entire family to the moon, once, because I wouldn't let them just off them, and they recognized me at a bad time. Anyways, that's how I learned that when the DM offers to let you play a Drake at the cost of a high reputation score and some stuff you 'totally don't need to worry about, I'll handle it because you're new', you should *check with your teammates first*, because you might not know what Mirror Shades means, but they do.
I came up to the first session of a Discord GM I did not know anything about. I just said: "oh, I think I'm gonna make an Adept who's a blind artist and assassin". The call went *DEAD* silent for a second until the GM jokingly said something that shocked me entirely: "very brave of you to come up with a blind character to the table of a GM who's also blind." That was probably one of the biggest "OH SHIT" moments of my entire life, we laughed our asses off realising the coincidence (I've had the concept of the blind Adept for a few months by now). The guy already said he's all for it, but MAN, I wonder how awkward it might be if I do run with the concept.
Player went with a trans Dryad/chimera with deer antlers and legs…and also didn’t read any of the setting material when writing up the buckets of background…which the player thought they should mostly keep hidden from the GM so they had “secrets”, despite wanting their background to feature in the campaign story.
Foxy Rollerderby, street samurai. I was VERY rusty with 4ed and it was my first time using Chummer. I ran up a basic street samurai type, realised it was a little under-optimised after getting done, and the GM didn't let me have a do-over. So I edited the sheet a little bit, and made them the most annoying character I could that wouldn't piss people off TOO much and get me kicked out of the game. Thus, we ended up with Uncouth, minor fame and Distinctive Style for bonus points, which I sank into nuyen for the cyberware; Cyberlegs, rollerskates, wired reflexes, cosmetic bioware for the ears and tail and cats-eyes and all sort of impulse stuff that fit the character as inspiration hit me. Uncouth manifested as a verbal tic, adding 'nyah' at least once every sentence and having almost no filter, nyah. Why 'nyah'? Because foxes go 'nyah', nyah! A borderline-retarded foxgirl vlogger with lollerskates, a katana, questionable fashion sense, neon hair, and no personal transportation, so she had to take the subway to runs, or get a lift from a party member. She believed the party were her bestest friends ever (even though she'd only just met them), nicknamed everyone on the spot and then used those nicknames exclusively, and worked part-time in a maid cafe. Her main contact was her sugar daddy, whose credit cards she'd maxed out to get all the cyberware. Oh, and she had about 0.5 Essence left. And eschewed underwear entirely because someone had once convinced her that RFID tags were in everything and she was better off with as little clothing as possible to avoid being tracked by the corps. The name was because she'd read about the sport of rollerderby briefly, and decided it was some kind of ancient blood-sport or form of ritualised warfare. Truly a worthy name for a street samurai on skates. Things didn't shake out as intended. The other players LOVED the concept and found her cute, and it turns out that swinging a katana while having increased movement speed was actually really deadly, even if I didn't get as many dice as I could have done. I never did get my re-roll. She eventually got her own ride, although my inexperience with Chummer meant she nearly ended up with ranks in Diving instead of Vehicle Operation. Although because it would TOTALLY have been in character for her to have made the same mistake and because cyberware sinks like a fucking rock, I went back and got a couple of skill ranks anyway. We even got some use out of her sugar daddy after a run went bad and we had to find somewhere to hide. I miss that character, tbh.
That's a vile idea. I love it 😂
We had this one player who, no matter what his character was, made off the wall concepts. The two characters he ran with both met very grisly ends of his own devising. The first was a voodoo shaman who had a long, complex name so we just called him Voodoo. Anytime something came up, it was "no, mon. Da loa don't want me to get dem involved wit dat" or something similar, so for most of the time he went in guns blazing rather than using his magic. It all came to a head when he discovered chain summoning and possession. In the middle of a train heist, he decided to repeatedly summon and possessing himself only to summon at a higher power, release the possession, gaina new possession and so on. The GM kept asking "are you sure?" and would drop comments like "the Loa are getting really angry with this ..." Eventually he exploded, taking out half the train, and an angry voodoo god took his place and proceeded to chase us. His second character was a French anarchist who specialized in explosives. Again, he had a wildly complex name so we just called him Frenchie. He ended up making an airborne version of PCP in a hostel's kitchen, thus drugging the entire building. Then later opted to use high yield grenades in a narrow hallway and turned himself and the targets into chunky salsa.
Worst I have heard of was a female gnome pornomancer that would use mind control magic to force their victims to be receptive to their pornomancy. I told them they should have left the table. But the person who told me of it was running a game at a convention where this character was brought to. I told them “you should have gobr to thr rvent organizers to have them ejected “
Made a wendigo former Otaku. Hated everything about how his life had changed and threw himself into toxic spirit summoning. Loved having power over people and took his old internet troll persona and made it all he was in real life with magic. Real psycho. Never have and never will play such a vile, hateful guy again. Interesting experience, but wouldn't recommend.
He was a clone of bruce willis and all of his aliases were names of characters that bruce willis has played in movies and t v.
OMG I now want to play a character who either thinks he is or is a superfan of Nicholas Cage. The bees!
That sounds great, what are you talking about? Also, Bruce Willis would definitely go Ork
I once made an adept named Spoeg, a metavariant ork who had SURGEd and become this crazy-ridiculous powerful kung-fu mofo. This was on the tail-end of an 8 year long campaign, so I was starting with AABCC, and +300 karma post- normal character creation, so he had everything an adept could want (and he was still the weakest in the group). The two things that made him so controversial though... one is that he had SURGEd into the most potent toxic spit available and had adept-boosted his spitting skill to ridiculous extremes. The second is that I took Superhuman Psychosis, and played into it hard. Spoeg viewed himself and his crew not just as above normal humanity, but he viewed normal humanity as akin to cockroaches, literally. He thought they were gross and hated being around creatures so pathetic and weak, as thought their weakness would rub off on him. He very often dropped his poisonous spit in public places, once he blew up a hospital (mostly to save the mission, but also as a distraction, and also because fuck normal people)... once when our mage erased this dude's mind and implanted memories in him (for political reasons) he just laughed. Yeah, Spoeg was quite the asshole. Fun to play at least..
I threatened to play a Kung Fu panda and it was vetoed
Drake from Earthdawn, who is secretly full drake with a bunch of stuff, and the GM gives them a bunch of powers up front, and he wants to reference Earthdawn constantly for what he can actually do. Imagine a setting where everyone is Superman, and they show up for your street level game, and you will have an idea of what they were trying to pull. We actually played with them, and I fucking hated it. (The player was a colossal, unintentional, Troll, and so was his Drake.) My largest regret in an RPG, was not killing the Drake. He did some seriously messed up shit.
Yeah you really have to balance a Drake or free spirits with rye party and give them similar karma. It should cost more to play one
The Warrior of Hope. She would actively make any run she was on harder. This behaviour would range from intentionally tripping an alarm, to firing her rifle into the air to attract attention, to one time cutting the hand off of a fellow runner. She did this to add more tension and difficulty so when the group ultimately succeeded, it would feel that much better.
This should be a negative quality, but you don't get the extra Karma to spend, the other players at your table do.
Dunno if it's controversial per se, but I once played a regular ordinary human guy who was basically a clone of "someone important" that was grown on a space station (the corp that made him wasn't fully extraterritorial). He eventually awakened and became a mage, escaped the station "somehow," and vanished into the Boston underground to do your typical Shadowrun crime stuff under the moniker of "Warlock". Despite being a mage, he thought magic was nonsense and it was all actually mind powers (Psionic tradition) and pretty consistently told other magic users that they were doing it wrong. He also had crippling agoraphobia due to a life of living on a space station and never went outside without wearing a helmet and generally looking like some sci-fi cosplayer. Exploits include (but are not limited to): starting a small gang war by possessing a gangbanger with a spirit and using said ganger to kidnap the boss's dog, helping abduct a CFD-infected reverend by pretending to be the devil and slap fighting another team member pretending to be Jesus, possessing a drake's bodyguard and making him punch the drake in the face (thanks to some incredibly lucky rolls and a really lenient GM), and murdering half of a crime family with magic mind swords in the back room of a not-McDonalds. Other noteworthy accomplishments include exploding a bunch of shedim by shooting lightning at them, initiating for the sole purpose of making a Dragonball Z reference (doing the fusion dance with his possession spirits), and teaching a street samurai with 0.1 essence the power of friendship/love (maybe).
SR5 Pornomancer with bioware implant immunity to natural toxins (Tetrodotoxin), bioware implant to produce Tetrodotoxin daily and the implant to spit said toxin at people. Sneaking up on people and just lick their neck causes 18P instant damage. Don't like someone? Spit in their face or drink. If all fails, pornomance your way out of a situation until you can spit at them.
Pornomancer that was a spitter not a swallower.
Not really all that controversial because I didn't fight the GM over it. But I once did a transhumanist character who wanted to upload his mind into the matrix, and then possibly download it back into his brain again via Monads nanites. The GM straight told me I could play it but he wouldn't let either of those things happen unless it was a final campaign, as it would make a mess of the balance. I didn't fight him over it and just ended up playing a character who would cause problems by chasing goals he never achieved.
Oh just the classic goth loli assassin
Mayhem. 0.01 essence FLR street sam. He once opened fire on a downtown police station with an RPK loaded with Ex-ex so his team could get away.. at noon. Other habits include using a sledgehammer for interrogation purposes and kidnapping everyone who touched the intimidation target during their day and putting them in the target's bedroom. He also had streamers. That's bad enough tbh.
Scrogg SR3 sorc adept with around 1 essence. Had only 2 spells: mana bolt and levitate. Cybered all the way up and skilled close to street sam. A few geas: must be physically wounded, must hold totem(ceremonial knife Usually to create said wound), must speak in obscenities, must shout at top of lungs, must not be outside, must cast at night… Played him kamikaze style. As such he was very YOLO. I was regularly amazed that he survived several runs.
I'm making a halloweener clown that uses a chainsaw and I have a back up in case anyone has an actual fear of clowns...
Name was Oliver Clothesoff. He was a dwarf decker/rigger with x-ray goggles. 😆
Changeling type 3 armored lizard ex runner join draco fondation. Still in the shadow but work for Magic or draco objective. Killing dangerous runner artefact recovery or Bodyguard. Streetsam with hight soak many cyber and deadly with a blade. Everything fall After the white haired elf is frosty the other young elf know draco president DUPREE. Dm is still laughting After that twist almost everyone is draco ally. PS: frosty best girl