Irresponsible-Act-of-Crazy My team had to infiltrate a drug den. So of course we posed as drug dealers. And because we had to be convincing we offered a free dose of breeding crab essence with demonstration. Let's say that our GM is as sick as we are, so many laughs were had. We didn't have to worry about exurgent sex lunatic running around, because not much later we killed everyone in that building. Not-So-Crazy-But-Hilarious The usual bot with a grenade gambit. Only we did it with a horde of sewage drone cleaners. Shitbots just destroyed the 12 battlesynths security detail. And much of the building they were in. Did-Someone-Said-Collateral-Damage? Setting lose a bunch of battlebots with plasma weapons in the center of a martian habitat. They were part of hypercorp lab exurgent containment protocol, hardwired to shoot anything on sight. Only change that was made to their programming by our hacker was to release them from their preprogrammed boundaries. Regular war between the bots and security forces was an excellent distraction for our extraction. And nothing cleans evidence better than plasma and antimatter. EDIT: Crazy-Shortsighted Using HEAP grenades on a spaceship. While standing 10 meters from the point of detonation. Near an external bulkhead. Crazy-Paranoid Cutting of my own hand because it touched something that could have been infected with exurgent virus. If the Firewall was infiltrated enough that it wouldn't matter. (Infection scanner) Just-Crazy Engaging a Hunter-Killer from a martian buggy. And then driving said buggy through a Creeper swarm. On a wild-artificial freeway. We died.

Players got woken up after being asleep for a few decades, well before Nanofabrication became a thing. To them, they are in a far future they couldn't imagine. One character walks up to one of the "magic microwaves" and tells it to give him a lightsaber. The Fabricator goes to work. Later on, he wants to cut a cable with his lightsaber. They draw it, press the button, at which point a plastic tip extends from the handle with a satisfying "swoooosh" sound.

What a wonderful way to educate players on the limits of of transhuman technology [:')] On the original topic: My character (support in combat) was chasing a crazed office worker in an exhuman morph (long story. In short the morph had lots of negative traits AND Psi lvl 2). Me being really bad at close combat you can guess it was a bad idea. I was heavily armored though (25/25) powergamer lvl. Well I rounded the corner and there he was stabbing me with a katana. At this moment I could have allow him to slice me into pieces. Or I could use my last grenade. With so much armor detonating a grenade on your body is a better option than trying to punch the maniac with a sword. I survived, he did not. Unfortunately there was a second one. He sliced my flamethrower. So picture two combatants soaked with torch fuel, one with heavily dented armor and katana sticking out of his chest, and second one a crazy BTX2 spitting maniac. We stared at each other in methane filled air. And then with a grin I struck the katana with my utilitool. I survived, he did not. EDIT: So the lesson to be learned is: "Armor up bitches". UPDATE: Tactic also successful against swarmanoids.

I ran a Gatecrashing game where one member of the party fabbed and mounted an (electric) jet engine on their crasher truck. It was a Titan-like world, so the truck was (barely) flight capable with some extra programming turning the smart material mobility system into an airfoil. They later triggered a damaged gate by mistake, which began to eat all the energy around it, turning the local environment into a Bose-Einstein Condensate field as it dropped ambient temperature to near 0 K. After it destroyed their Dwarf Bot they escaped the field of destruction by jetting out on a jury-rigged airplane.

He also ate his own remains once.