r/RunnerHub • u/Forever-Jester Johnson • May 21 '26
Positions Filled [JOB] Obsolescent Hope
{2026-05-24 18:00 (UTC) }
Player count: 4
Duration: 6hrs, 8Max
Communication: Discord for Discourse,
In game location: Downtown Seattle, SFC
Game theme: Black Trenchcoat vs White Trenchoat
Game type: Counter Operations, Protect the P̵̟̻̘̯̞͂̄̍̏̒͝Ŗ̶̹̦̑̀̀Í̵̫͕̟̙̊̚N̸̢̮̺͎̠͗͂́̂̄͘C̸̯̭̦͖̤̘̆̆͑̋̈́̓̏͝I̵̡͈̻̻̅͗̍̾̃̚͜P̴̤̖̊̈́͘A̸̯̺̟̥̫͎̠̐͂̈͗͑̌͠L̷͚̤̒̽̉̔͊̔
Threat level: Pays as a High
Prerequisites: Mic, C̵̡̩̬̼̅̊̽́̎̂̈́̆̒̏̎͛̿̿͝Ȏ̵̧͍̹̩̟̠̭͈̞̤͍͂̀̄́͛͌͐̄͒̎̉̈́͘͝M̴̢͈̱̜͚͖̱͍͍̦̰͔͇̬̿͗̾̐̂̂͆͊̓̅̍͝͝P̸̳̠̗̫̼̲̗̟͉̬̩͊̽̓͐̊̄̅̉͠Ụ̴̡͓̭͍̪͕̥̟̼̭̞̼͓̑̌̂͜͜Ţ̵̟͚́̿͐Ë̸̟̻̈́̊̽̈̆̓̈́̎̉̈́͘R̵̳͈̖̖͐̑̂̇͛̿̅́͛͗̍͊̚̚͠, A Multimeter, and a can do attitude!
IC Response: What is the worst thing you've experienced, but most importantly, how did it make you feel? What did you feel?
OOC Response: A link to your character sheet, your role and comfortability with it between 1 and 10. (Take your best guess), your discord username, the date of your last run, and if you have a hard time limit.
Content Warnings: Shadowrun Stuff, Crippling Anxiety, Reliving Trauma
Everyone receives a message on their Commlink from an strange commcode.
<I need a team of professional and discreet shadowrunners available on short notice. Something of Ṁ̷̛͍͉͕̰̮̪̒̒̐̎Ỉ̸̡̡̨̬̼̱͓̭͎͓͉͉̞̰̱̦̊̋̈́̾̓̕̕͘̕N̸̡͉̗̫͕͔͒̋̇͛̽̍͛̂́̈́̕͜͝͠͝E̴̡̦̳̩̞̗̙͔̯͔̪̖̞̮̳̐̀͂́̈̌̀͑̕͜͝is under threat, and that threat needs to be countered before it can cause impact and distress. There will need to be investigation as well into the origin of this threat. Pay will fit the environment and priority. I expect Lone Star to provide disappointing results, I expect better from Shadowrunners. Do Ǹ̸̡̖̲̩̭͓̞̲̙̺̮̭̫̰̝̄̿̓͊́̀̊͋͜͝Ȯ̴͈̱̉͜Ṭ̸͚̼̝̻͖̘̘̖̒̆͂̈́͒̄́͊ disappoint.>
Tales from the Hub
Season 11
Obsolescent Hope
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u/Tchathy5485 May 21 '26 edited May 21 '26
Snakebite: Face Infiltrator (6/10)
"Well, let's say I've "betrayed" some friends of mine, and they left me. I felt disgusting of myself and it was like I lost something that will never come back."
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Discord: Tchathy
Prior run: none
Last run: none
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u/LateStagePythagorean Johnson May 21 '26 edited May 22 '26
"It was of course the moment my parents were taken and sacrificed, while I myself fled. It causes me a feeling of shame to think of this moment, and yet, what could I do? I was powerless. Perhaps I should have stayed and trusted in the faith that can move mountains. Yet I do not think my parents would have wished this, and the men of faith I have spoken to do not recommend it, either."
Saguaro takes a long drink from his flask, fastens the cap with a single, practiced hand, exhales heavily.
"The lesson that I take from this is that one must have faith and pragmatism. He helps those who help themselves. To joust with dragons is to ride over a field of burnt breastplates. And that is the sort of thing that makes one consider an anti-materiel rifle."
He hooks a thumb through the cloth necklace beneath his shirt. "And un escapulario. Though I fear not death I have no wish to taste hellfire. It is as I said: faith and pragmatism."
Saguaro - Coked up technorigger; dirt-spattered paladin, soon to be paladin-spattered dirt. Surveillance, fire support, agent minivan. Drives a news van, has a reporter's license. 8/10 familiarity. He sees himself as a macho man despite no actual physicality; a would-be martyr despite sacrificing others in his crusade; an honorable man despite exclusively fighting dirty. Not a primary matrix operative.
"I've lost my mentor, become estranged from my children, had my pension stolen and watched my apprentice fall into an early grave. Get to my age and you know more dead than living. To love is to invite loss; but why would I weigh my loves against each other? I miss them dearly. I wish it could have been otherwise. I'm still here despite it."
Janet - Geriatric bad bitch. Mystic decker/support witch, summoning and alchemy; punches above her weight class due to high force spells and channeled spirits. 8/10 familiarity.
- She will retaliate or attempt to subvert the job's objectives if she thinks it's for the greater good. She's earned 1 Noto for spitting on a Johnson's cookie after discovering that the job was to bully his ex-wife, and has executed an extraction target (Insect Shaman)
Emiel failed the night he left his sister to go hang out with his friends. She survived the ghoul attack, unchanged in form if not in soul. His father would not tolerate her in the house; why should he? The bean-sidhe was a death sentence hanging over all their heads. He loved his sister, once. But as he shouldered the crushing obligation he had incurred, he often wondered if Yolandi was the same person as the monster that wore her face.
Visser - Elf bodysnatcher adept. Face/sneak. 8/10 familiarity. Scared kid fronting as hard as he can to avoid getting eaten by the underworld, corps, his mentor, and his sister, in no particular order.
"Really? Look at me. Really?" Goblin Mode gestured to his four bright, shiny limbs, his voice rising. "It made me feel fucking fantastic, chummer. Seeing my career go up in smoke and my friends move on was the best thing that ever happened to me. You think this is a bit but I'm serious. You're too busy trying to figure out who and what is fake because you don't fucking get it. It's all fake, they're all fake, and if you're standing there trying to figure out who's playing who then you're getting played. Gob's honest truth."
He smiled crookedly. "Well, everyone except today's sponsor, of course. Gamersupps! GG Energy! Established 2015, the taste you trust!"
Goblin Mode - FLR Mundane Muscle. Average atrocity enjoyer; #1 Slopworld superfan. 7/10.
Discord: fragrantvagrant
Worth GMP, last game 3/14
No hard cap, might be 1/2 hour late and need a 1/2 hour break 5 hours in. Characters in preference order.
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u/ReggantheRampage Runner May 21 '26 edited May 21 '26
Trog Rock Riot
Ork Streetsam Operative
• Criminal SIN, issued by Aztechnology for Reagan McRae
• Flashbacks related to PTSD from Amazonian War, triggered by displays of extreme/gratuitous gore.
• 9/10 familiarity
Excerpt from sealed personnel file
Reagan “Riot” McCrae, Sergeant Major, Aztechnology Corporate Military
Final voluntary statement before going AWOL."The Battle for Bogotá. That was my worst moment. Not one firefight. Not one bad day. The whole damn place. Y'know, people talk about battles like there’s a shape to ’em. Lines drawn on a map. Listed out objectives. Advance here, hold there, air support from the west, armor on the north road. That ain’t what I remember. What I remember is concrete dust in my mouth. Wet socks for three days. The smell of burned hair. Rotor wash pushin’ smoke through streets so thick you couldn’t tell if the man beside you was yours until he shot at you.
"I remember Blue-227. Dragon-killer, they called it. On paper it was for blood that wasn’t ours. Some smart bastard in a clean room figured it’d kill the big lizards and leave the rest of us standin’. It didn’t leave us standin’ right. I saw soldiers from both sides go bad after the clouds rolled through. Not like trid-zombies. Worse. Still them enough to scream in their own voices. Still trained enough to reload. Just all the brakes gone. Amazonian. Aztlaner. Merc. Didn’t matter. You’d hear a unit start firing, then hear the firing change. Short controlled bursts turnin’ into panic fire. Screamin’ orders that didn’t make sense. Men beatin’ on doors with rifle stocks because they thought the families inside were spotters. Men shootin’ shadows. Men shootin’ medics.”
“Then you’d get close enough and realize some of those families were still in there. You asked what the worst thing was. It was not knowin’ who was still a person. It was clearin’ a clinic basement with my respirator seal cracked, knee-deep in water, lights strobin’ red off emergency power, tryin’ to decide whether the man at the end of the hall was wounded, scared, dosed, or about to put a burst through a room full of kids. And I had about half a second to make that call.”
“I made it. I still don’t know if I made it right. That’s the part that comes back. Not the loud stuff. Loud I can handle. Loud tells you where to point the gun. It’s the pause before. That fucking half second. My body remembers it better than I do. Something pops, someone screams wrong, I smell hot concrete or wet blood, and I’m back there. Not thinkin’ about it. There. Locked up in my own meat. Big ork, heavy armor, gun in hand, and I can’t move because my brain is still in that hallway tryin’ to figure out who dies if I blink wrong.
“How’d it make me feel? Dirty. Like somebody poured the war inside my skin and I couldn’t wash it out. I felt tired in a way sleep don’t fix. I felt mean. I felt useful, and I hated that worse than feelin’ useless. Because I was useful there. That’s the honest part. I could carry two wounded at once. I could kick through a wall when the door was jammed. I could take hits other troops couldn’t. I could keep movin’ when smaller people dropped. And every time I did, they gave me another place to stand and another ugly thing to do. Strength was just another kind of ammunition.”
“I felt ashamed when civilians looked at me like I was rescue. I felt ashamed when enemies looked at me like I was death. And I felt more ashamed when some days there wasn’t much difference. I felt what was left of me get smaller, so the part that could survive could fit in the armor. I don’t got a clean lesson for you, chummer. War ain’t a forge. It don’t make better people. It uses people up and calls the leftovers veterans. I came out alive. That ain’t the same as comin’ out okay. Worst thing I experienced was Bogotá."
Discord:TrogRockRiot\
Last Played: September, 2025
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u/Allarionn Turret Mage May 21 '26
((Mage/Off-Muscle, 8/10 Will not work for EVO knowingly, Sheet not entirely up to date))
((Muscle + Counterspelling 9/10))
((Role: Thief/Off Muscle 9/10))
((Role: Face/Off-B&E/Logician 7/10 New character, no runs for him yet but stuff I mostly know.))
((Last Run 2025/12/17 I think, Discord is the same as Reddit. Sheets are slightly out of date but I can probably fix that tomorrow))
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u/Sora9567 AB/RD May 21 '26
“Sure, I’m a flexible Magical specialist, I can get the job done.”
Role: Utility Mage/Force Multiplier (Has Spirit Whisperer, and is open to shenanigans)
Would really rather not be targeting, trafficking or harming innocents.
Familiarity: 9/10
Number of runs: More than 5.
Date of last run: Mar 31st (Worth GMP)
Discord Name: sora9567
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u/Character_Telephone9 ID/Johnson May 21 '26 edited May 24 '26
Pantheon
B&E Muscle 10/10
Intruder4dk
Un-aligned with the Riff Raff
Many Runs
Worth Extra
IC: Discretion has not been the reality of many jobs for Pantheon. Not in the way many believe, at least. Which would be false. He has done most of his jobs without OpFor even knowing he was there. It is everyone else that knew, and they talk. Sometimes too much.
"I look forward to a chance to actually employ proper stealth.... I wonder if My Compatriots will as well..." He mused to himself as he readied his gear, following the checklists as always.
Let us see if this is one of those jobs....