Returning to Shadowrun: Part 2

How can a kid in the late 80's/early 90's not think this would be the coolest thing ever?

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As I had stated in my first post the major impetus driving the convergence of my desire to stream games and write about them and my actually doing it is the release of Shadowrun Returns which happened this past Thursday.  Shadowrun for the SNES was one of my favorite games that I owned for the system.  Added to that is how much I had read the read the sourcebooks for the pen and paper game before during and after playing the SNES version of the game.  Looking at my bookshelf I still have about 15 of the books from my childhood.  I was never really able to play the pen and paper version but it provided wonderful imagination fodder for my young self.

There are several things that starting this project have brought to my attention.  The first is that I've probably let my writing skills atrophy a bit too much to really be happy with any words I put down right away.  My hope is that through just powering through I'll get some practice and my skill will improve, or at least not get any worse.  Repetitions help you get better at a skill, unfortunately if you practice incorrect technique you can get really good at doing things the wrong way.  I'll try not to head down that path.  I've also realized that my ability to add interesting commentary is sorely lacking.  I've never really done this so I didn't expect to be good at it right away.  Again hopefully this is one of those things that practice can make perfect, or at least better.  The last big realization/concern is that these write-ups are going to take much more time than livestreaming something on Twitch then tossing it up on YouTube.  I would like these things to add something that my rambling cannot.  As much as this seems as just rambling.

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"Never relax. Your run might be over, but someone, somewhere, is just starting his, and the target could be you. -- Kirk Hoff, street mage"

(Shadowrun 2E,  p. 180)

Well, with all that out of the way I'm going to start doing the clickety-clackety about the game at hand.  In my initial posting I embedded the first part of my playthrough and I'll try to summarize the events from that before I go into the events of part two.

In fact here is part one in case the originating post disappears at some point and continuities sake.

During the intro of the game we see our protagonist getting gunned down in the street, then a mysterious fox lady runs up and saves him.  Soon after starting the game we see a couple morticians putting a body in a body refrigerator (is that really what their called, I thought they had a cooler or at least different name).  I then pop out shaking my head and realize I don't know anything that's going on.  Hooray for amnesia being a way to start your character with no skills.  Anyway this, understandably, freaks out the morticians, and they run into the closet and pretend to be mice. They pretend poorly.

Alright now it's time to figure out what the heck is going on.  I don't know who I am or why I woke up in a morgue or where to even start looking for who to blame for my current predicament.  So without any decent psychological help I, as an amnesiac head trauma patient am mistaken for a zombie (a very real problem that may exist after the awakening) make my way out into the big bad city of Seattle.  As I leave the morgue I a dude runs up to me and helpfully tells me I need a gun.  There are plenty of people in this park square who are dressed in nice business suits who don't want to talk to me but for some reason a gun should be my first priority.  I guess this is because every bounty hunter in Seattle wants me dead or alive, and apparently dead is the preferable option.  I knew the way I was supposed to go in the game I ran to the bottom left chased that dude and grabbed his gun after he got fragged.

I actually figured that out without the help of the internet in my initial playthrough as a kid but I needed the internet when I came back to it.  I'm not sure how that figures into reality but it's weird.  So I got my gun and armor at this point.  Then we do some stuff and run around grabbing sunglasses and credsticks whilst impersonating Lone Star (the privatized police of the future).  I apperently need access to the friend who is besties with the Beibs or at least who the 2055 version would be.

I meat up with a man who ostensibly wants to help me at the club where the concert is at, he blindfolds me and hauls me off to a junkyard prison/arena for my own good I guess.  And that is where part one left off.