Cast:
Combat Mage avatar of Zach - Sichr
Cybered Troll avatar of Storm - Thermo
Physical Adept avatar of Stake - Csjarrat
....Last episode, from a console found on the top floor of Tacoma Veteran's Hospital, the team jacked into a UV host which is called Project Bootcamp in search of the AI known as Requiem. This heart-broken entity was secretly plotting to put out of business the profession known as shadowrunning but messed with the wrong runners. They are now represented as generic avatars in this hyper-real environment and the stakes couldn't be higher......
You awaken to the loud smacking of water falling from a broken overhead storm drain. Rain drops flick your face and you have no idea how or when you got there. The cold wet gravel chills the side of your cheek so you sit up to get a better view of where you actually are and what the hell kinda place this might be. A sprawl back alley lit by what must be miles and miles of tangled string lights weaved in and out between street polls, balconies and HVAC piping. It could be the Redmond Barrens, the Aurora Warrens, hell it could even be Chiba City, save for all of the neon signs being in Spanish. If you were a betting metahuman you'd put your money on Bogota.......and if indeed this is an über-realistic combat training simulator, it would make sense.
You've taken in enough of your environment to the point where your mind drifts over to the company you're in. A massive troll who's synth-leather combat jacket does a poor job of hiding his over-the-top 'ware, a human who's movements are a little too quick, his stance a little too trained and his clothes a little too loose and flowing to be anything but a martial artist and an elf who's arcane tattoos which line his face glow with an ancient meaning that only those who channel the craft of the occult can begin to understand. The martial artist is the first to speak.
"Alright ladies, we're in. I'm closely monitoring our brain-wave activity through my deck and so far so good. I managed to hack the interface before we took the dive and grabbed pre-gen avatars for each of us....sorry if it's not what you wanted but it was better than waking up stark naked. As we know very well from what happened with the marines, whatever shit happens to us in here translates to lethal bio-feedback back in our meat bodies. This ain't like a normal host, no firewall, no programs, this is the real deal kiddos and all the decking skills in the world aren't gonna do a bit of good to change that fact. Your abilities should work very akin to skillsofts and knowsofts, you'll just know instinctively what you know. Now everyone be careful, Requiem could be anyone and could be anywhere and I don't know at all how capable he is of manipulating this environment. We find him, destroy him and get the hell out and be done with this drek."
No-one other than you is present in the alley but you hear sounds of conversation and distant music coming from inside various establishments. The closest ones looks to be a cantina of sorts and a small general store kiosk.