This is a chilling random encounter that I never finished!
The rain poured down as the man, known as Hawkwind, stood reluctant to enter the bar before him. The cheesy neon lights flashed in the puddles. One said "Ope !" clearly the n had burned out long ago. Another said "Live Noods!" clearly someone forgot to check their spelling. The name of the place was simply named Gus'.
"This must be the place Miranda was talking about" he mumbled to himself. He sighed and entered the building. His senses were immediately overwhelmed by loud music, the smell of piss, beer, and other noxious scents. He scanned the place and, after a moment, saw Miranda.
On his way there, a nude man dancing on a table swung his junk nearly into Hawkwind's face. He didn't flinch and in a flash, his blaster pistol was aimed at the guys package. "If you don't get that thing out of my face, you're gonna be known as the guy with no nuts" Gordon said flatly. The dancer only shrugged and blew a kiss at Hawk, moving on to another bar patron.
As Hawk came up to the table where Miranda was seated, she obviously saw the entire thing. "A little excitement, eh babe?" she said with an impish grin. "I think you guys would make a cute couple."
"Shut it, Mir" he said as he took a seat next to her with a heavy sigh. "Definitely not my type."
"Oh, just what is your type?" Gordon felt a hand on his leg.
"Really? I'm not in the mood."
Miranda feigned insult. "Oh come on, just a little fun? Loosen up a bit, Gordo. Have a drink, on me" she signaled to the serving droid for a couple drinks."Anyway, I happen to have a job for you" she said, switching to a business tone.
Hawkwind massaged his eyebrows "you've got a job for me? I thought you worked for me?"
She stifled a laugh "No, you are mistaken. I need you to take me to a...location...in Zirqon territory. I have a contact there who needs some illegal parts but you can't just land a ship there."
Gordon snapped his head up "Zirqons! They don't exactly like humans...or anyone for that matter. You got some balls, Miranda just hope mine are bigger." He mulled it over in his head "all right, I'll accept the job but I expect hazard pay for this one."
Miranda smiled ruefully. "I do, just don't threaten them like that dancer!"
Next encounter, escort!
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Showing posts with label 5150 No Limits. Show all posts
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Friday, June 5, 2020
Thursday, November 14, 2019
The Hawkwind Saga: Enter Miranda
A sharply dressed man toiled away at some bad plumbing to his apartments. "No job too small, no job too big" he said to himself wiping some grease off his cheek. "That should do it" Hawkwind said wiping his hands clean of said grease. He turned around and in the light he could see the silhouette of a man with a baseball bat. "I thought baseball went out of style back in the 22nd century?"
Saturday, November 9, 2019
5150 No Limits Meet Gordon Hawkwind
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Hawkwind has set up a new freelance business, Hawkwind Enterprises. His motto, "no job is too big or too small!" This is his story.
Rules change: I am playing an all human campaign, at least until he gets off this rock, Earth. For now, I lifted the who are they tables from Chain Reaction 2018 (it's free) and will simply interpret the results as far as what "profession" they are. If, in the likely event, Hawkwind dies, I will use the Cheat Death rule used in other TWH titles.'Cause you know he's gonna get whacked right off the bat!
Gordon Hawkwind Rep 5 Star (5 people, 4 savvy) Attributes: Rage (random), Crackshot (chosen) Weapon: Machine Pistol (A3)
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