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dfb5b7 No.31921 [Last50 Posts]
Welcome to Neo York, the year is 2156, and the world is in shambles. Mankind has taken everything that has been given to him and squandered it in pursuit of his own personal desires. Though many tried, and some succeeded, in stemming the decay of civilization, the world we are in now is very different than the one that existed a mere 150 years ago. The Resource Wars of the late 2050’s saw much of the countryside of many nations reduced to wasteland, and thus mankind found themselves confined to the great archology-cities that they built in the early 2020’s, a green movement briefly taking hold in the wake of an unprecedented volcanic activity around the globe. These Archologies, dormant for years, now hold the bulk of Humanity as the world heals from the scars of war. This time of healing was too long for some, and thus humanity looked to the stars in the late 2080’s. Now the rich bide their time on Earth, eager to finally settle their affairs and leave for the colonies. Or spend their time in the great floating cities anchored to the space elevators in high orbit around the disfigured Earth. The middle class and the poor being left behind to deal with the sins of their forefathers. This is where you come in, whatever or whoever you are. Neo York is one of the many archology-cities of North America, but it is by far the worst in terms of crime and corruption. The rich watch from their Floating city suspended above Manhattan, the Mega-corps’ offices located in Manhattan proper, where salarymen work their lives away for a mere chance to ascend to the realm above, and once there, further on to new, unmarred worlds. In the Bronx the middle class roils and riots as they are pressed on both sides from the poor and the gangs of Brooklyn and Queens, ever hungry as the disgusting nutrient paste they receive once in a blue moon runs dry, and tired of constant raids from the Neo York PD, and the ever encroaching gang wars from the south. Staten Island fares hardly better, some semblance of order is had there, but it lies solely in the whims of the Criminal syndicates that control the Island, manipulating the lesser gangs to keep the brutal NYPD distracted and away from them as they plot their own way to get off this hell hole. In the mean-time the common man struggles to come up with things to keep them from getting bored to death. As such once dangerous practices like street racing, widespread recreational drug use, and even casual street fights and murder sprees have become common place. Biker gangs are common as young men desire to go fast and break skulls, both to get what they want and escape from the filth that surrounds them, unaware that they are merely pawns in the great game of chess going on around them. A widespread street racing circuit known as the Orange Line enraptures the entire city, both rich and poor alike, as men and women do anything to win, and the rich salivate over the massive amount of betting that occurs over the race. Even the virtual world is not without its attempts to monetize and exploit the man. In a great online game known as WarWorld, professional players fight pretend wars over real world advertising space, and in the darker reaches, deathly real simulations of the darkest depravities of mankind are lived in the “Black”, a full immersion neuro-simulator. In this dying city on a sickly world, the rich get richer and the poor get poorer, and the men in-between are squeezed in the schemes of the former. What’s a man to do in a world like this? Well my friend, its simple. Whatever the hell you want.
Stat Sheet:
Name: duh
Faction Name: Only Applicable if making Faction
Fluff: duh
Faction Fluff: See Faction name
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Stats - Hero
HP: Humanity Percentile
Inventory: shit that you have on hand
Skills: Initially determined by starting fluff, gained later through training, actions.
Bonus: Determined by fluff
Connections: Relations to other factions in the city
Followers: duh
– Other things may be added as necessary –
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Stats – Faction
Leader & Heroes: duh
Inventory: shit your group has on hand
Skills: Initially determined by starting fluff, gained later through training, actions.
Bonus: Determined by fluff
Connections: Relations to other factions in the city
Goons: Whatever chumps decided to follow your guy
– Other things may be added as necessary –
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dfb5b7 No.31922
>>31921
Map for now, will be edited with factions and faction fluff posted sometime tomorrow night. Only Areas unable to be claimed by faction players is anywhere on Staten Island or Manhattan
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dfb5b7 No.31928
>>31921
Name: King Pimpy G [George Greendale]
Fluff: Leader of the Pimp Penguins and other affilated Gang factions he was the King of the Neo York underworld. You wanted something you came to Pimpy G, from guns to drugs to illegal sex bots Pimpy G was the man to go for. Eventually he was betrayed by his loyal lieutenant "Screwfie" who sold him out to the Mega-Corps. He spent 5 hard years in prison planning his escape and revenge. Now King Pimpy G is back on the streets of Neo York, looking to rebuild his criminal empire and get revenge on those who wronged him.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oBSz0EEi5I0
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dfb5b7 No.31929
Stat Sheet:
Name: Marcus Sigal "Shaper"
Faction Name: Yigdrasil
Fluff: Marcus is a bright man, if idealistic and stubborn. He received good grades through college and majored in biology and genetics. He dreamed of researching and creating biotech that could revolutionize the world and maybe even allow people to spread around the world while allowing it to heal. Those idealistic dreams were shattered with his hiring into the research department of a prominent megacorp. A few years later the lab was destroyed in an accident and while the corp covered up everything that had been going on in the lab Marcus was missing and presumed dead in the accident.
Soon after a mysterious man only calling himself Shaper appeared in Neo York's criminal underground.
Faction Fluff: Street doctors, living weapons, poisons, drugs, cures for cancer. Yigdrasil is a strange organization founded by the mysterious Shaper. Selling gene modding and biotech through the criminal underground. Their agenda is only known to the higher ups, but they are known to pay well and give good prices. There is a rumor that everything they sell was created by Shaper and those directly under him. Some say they set up labs in old forgotten tunnels beneath the city.
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dfb5b7 No.31930
Name: Jess E. Nightsoil
Fluff: Every so often, the conservative arguments put forward about the nature of human evil and freedom hold merit. Every so often, an example of such feared assertions can be found, and those examples do much to support the most draconian impositions on human life – faced with such trauma caused by such creatures, human liberty must yield and all things good are left a shattered mess of violated tears. Indeed, such men, if they might be called men, are are hard to find, but they do exist: men like Jess E. Nightsoil are of sort. They are evil. Pure evil. but in no simple way that is simple or average – men such as him traumatize societies and cause them to question their own blood, doubt their faith, fear for their children, and hate their fellow man. Perhaps it is right for them to question these things: men such as Jess are inexplicable, awful, and persistent. They have no cause, and no solution. They frighten all souls. They are pointless in their viciousness. Utterly pointless.
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dfb5b7 No.31932
Name: Roman Amalfi
Faction Name: Neo-Italian Mob
Fluff: An immegrant from the old world, Roman has read about the Old World mafia, and idolizes the great mobsters, such as Lucky Luciano and Al Capone. He's gotten together a small group of old and new friends and set up shop in what used to be called "Little Italy" and began gathering a following…
Faction Fluff: The Neo-Italian Mob is a newcomer to the gang scene in Neo York, but is by no means stranger to it. The Mob is headed by Roman "Boss" Amalfi, with few members under him. The Mob is based on traditionally told stories about the Mobs from 120 years ago in prohibition-era.
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dfb5b7 No.31934
>>31921
Stat Sheet:
Name: Dire Mike
Faction Name: The Wireleggers
Fluff: Dire Mike has no known history or origin. Lacking any records, the man is known only for his peculiar street name and his extensive cybernetic enhancements. You don't fuck with a man that has a chainsaw arm.
Faction Fluff: The Wireleggers are Dire Mike's racket of black market cybernetics dealers. They supply and run multiple "chopshops" where citizens can pay a modest fee and get cybernetic prosthetics or graftings without having to deal with any of the legal hassle or the extraordinary waiting times. Of course, there's quite a bit of -interest- on the payments. Cybernetic surgeons are few in number, and a shiny pair of cyber-eyes or a chrome-plated cyber-arm aren't exactly cheap…
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dfb5b7 No.31935
Name: Gnup
Faction Name: Warriors
Fluff: Gnup was just an average kid until his father revelaed to him his true destiny. To rebirth the long lost 'Warriors' and reclami the turf they once held. Gnup might not be the most suited to being the leader, but hell, he hits the hardest
Faction Fluff: Passed down from generation to generation. The Warriors are mistakenly fingered for the killing of a gang leader. Soon they have every gang in the city out to get revenge and they must make their way across the city to their own turf. With a small yet loyal group of Warriors, the battle for Neo York is just about to begin
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dfb5b7 No.31936
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dfb5b7 No.31937
>>31921
Name: "Doc Kludge"
Faction Name: Sons of the Wrench
Fluff: Kludge is the current Grandmaster of the Sons of the Wrench. He achieved his position after his predecessor Doc Boom was executed by the NPD during a ceasefire between the Sons and another gang. Kludge is old, nearly seventy, born during he space boom. He grew up in the slums and learned from an early age how to fix things when supplies ran low. He's always had a way with machines and metal, and a large part of the infrastructure that still runs in the SotW territory is based off his work. As most senior member still surviving after the ambush, he was made grandmaster unanimously.
Faction Fluff: The Son of the Wrench are 80 years old. They formed during the space rush when supplies and other essentials started to be allocated elsewhere. Where as other gangs strong-armed people into The Sons used a softer gentler, approach fixing things and taking volunteers. This worked until the NPD started cracking down across the board and raging brutal war all over the lower city. the once idyllic(by lower city standards) territory they once had was destroyed, and they were pushed back hard. As the sons were unused to dedicated fighting. Eventually the Sons stabilized themselves, but this was after a great deal of loss, of men, of territory, and of resources. Now what little they have left is fortified ruin housing their workshops and members, surrounded by as many traps and defenses as their engineering acumen can manage.
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dfb5b7 No.31938
Factions:
Major:
The NYPD: The futuristic boys in blue. Crime has skyrocketed in Neo York, violent crime in particular. Since the poor see the police as a symbol of the rich, they will gladly assault them given a chance; not to mention the fact that cops and criminals never really got along to begin with. Thusly, it’s become very dangerous to become a cop, which has facilitated the transformation of many archology police forces into essentially small armies. It is only in the polished streets of Manhattan that you will see a police officer patrol without his armor and assault rifle, and patrols in Southern Boroughs resemble military expeditions, with armored columns and air support overhead. This has also caused a radical shift in doctrine in the handling of criminals. The city is overpopulated, and prisons are only reserved for the rich and people too valuable to kill. As, criminals found guilty are killed on the spot. They are the Law, and they have no mercy for violators of it.
The Syndicate: It’s hard to remember when the crime families of New York decided to put their differences aside and unite for mutual protection, but reasonable people put it at the point that the NYPD, egged on by their Megacorp funders, went through the city borough and imprisoned/executed anyone they reasonably suspected of leading the numerous criminal gangs in the city. Rather than being lambs for slaughter, they simply left to Staten island, and now see to it to enforce a constant, violent open war of the lesser gangs in Brooklyn and Queens, occupying all of the attention of the NYPD and keeping them from burning Staten Island to the ground. This balance is tedious however, as the many families and powerful gangs that make up the syndicate still jostle for control.
Upper New York: The city in the clouds, anchored to the space elevator in orbit high above America, where the rich live when they don’t feel like getting off of Earth for a while, or forever. Here anything that you can dream of is available if you have the cash, and the pull. Just a ticket from grand central to the Upper city cost what most Megacorp Salary men make in a year, not to mention what it costs to spend the day up there. Illegal immigrants are “deported” to the bottom of New York bay. They are the true rulers of Neo York, as the government is located here, along with the upper reaches of NYPD.
Orange Line Committee: The Race of Races, renowned the world over for both its violence and its speed. The Orange line is a special race held by the Orange Line Committee, based in Upper New York. Anyone can enter, and anyone can win. You can do whatever it takes to win, but a general rule is that its bad sport to kill fellow racers or sabotage them off the track. To make it Orange Line one has to make it through the qualifying race; Cyan line, which is held in the wasteland of New Jersey. That itself has a qualifying race in the old metro tunnels, known as Black line because it takes place completely in the dark. The Orange Line Committee is powerful indeed, but odd in the sense that they care not for the petty politics of the New Earth, or the people leaving it. They care only for one thing, the thrill of the race.
Mega-Corps: Manhattan has many Mega-Corps that occupy buildings lining its streets, and they shift and disappear just as quickly as the petty gangs of the Southern Boroughs. There are however, 4 that remain despite all the turmoil. ColaCorp: making almost all of the carbonated drinks and associated merchandise that is found on earth and in the Colonies. OneTouch Electronics: The phone you’re using, the computer that you browse, the cybernetic eye of you use to spy on the crack house down the street. Odds are its made by OneTouch. Simplex Neurogenesis: The only proper place to go to get all of your biotech needs. And Finally Davidson Armories: Weapon manufacturers and violence enthusiast.
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dfb5b7 No.31939
Minor Factions:
Various Gangs of Queens and Brooklyn: The Petty street kingdoms of Neo York, the only rules here are the law of the jungle. These people respect strength and guile, and little else. Note that being friends with these people will put you on the “cleaning list” of the NYPD. They are as varied and numerous as the scents upon the wind from the lower sewers.
WarWorlders: The online game that the Mega-Corporations use to fight over real world advertising space, WarWorld harkens back the FPS games of old, except instead of controller’s players use full dive neural emulators. Players feel and see the game as if they are really there. The players are to the rest of the city what major league athletes were to the people of the 19th and early 20th centuries.
Bronx Dwellers: The middle class of Neo York, many of the salarymen that work for the Mega-Corps live here, as well as their other various employees. Life for them is better than most, but also worse in a sense as they are often the target of both the gangs of the south and the NYPD of the north, as they pose a easy target for the criminals to rob, and many of the residents of the Bronx are willing to do whatever they can to get out of there.
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dfb5b7 No.31942
Name: "Boss" Ross Tweed
Faction Name: Municipal Auxiliary Securities Service (M.A.S.S.)
Fluff: Ross Tweed is the highly influential and charismatic political boss and politician, operating from his party headquarters in Upper New York, and currently running for mayor. His words of increased security, stability, and prosperity to the fine people of New York make him widely popular among the wealthy elite of upper new york. Secretly, he and his law enforcement crew operate in clandestine operations right in the heart of the NYPD, by accepting funds from both crime lords and upper new yorkers to both use his independant security firm to enact the will of organized crime below in the city, while keeping the general scum, rum, and crime out of upper new york. Keeping the wealthy above happy and crime lords in the underworld in business as usual, he plans to grow his influence and eventually, run for mayor.
Faction Fluff: as if the people of the people of Upper New York did not feel safe enough relying soley on the NYPD, they requested an additioal, more privately funded security service, wanting only the best money can buy. MASS is a privately funded and operated organization which mixes both existing law enforcement personell as well as veteran mercenaries and security firm assets. Secretly, it acts as a front for Boss Tweed to keep the Wealthy Elite happy and cooperation with organized crime from within law enforcement, in order to gain both of their support for continued political votes. Little do the NYPD know that perhaps the most direct threat to their crusade against crime, is sleeping in bed with them.
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dfb5b7 No.31943
 | Rolled 16 (1d23) |
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dfb5b7 No.31954
>>31921
Name: 'Deep Sewer Dweller' Robert Sterling
Fluff: Robert was born down here where people rely on each other and everyone has a duty they are proud to fulfill. Anything could have happened during the Resource Wars and the surest place of safety was deep beneath the surface. People invested technology that was state of the art and devoted their lives to building communities that could survive in harmful and even dangerous environments.
Sons inherited their father's trade skills and possessions but I have also been blessed with an intelligence equal to any task involving technology. The old and worn power armor no longer functioning and the hammer that needs new batteries, wiring and other things will have to do against the mutants and beasts that populate the deep sewers.
The systems have begun to fail and the only solution is to send someone out for the parts needed to fix them or be dispersed and forced to make the journey to the surface and start new lives from the bottom.
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dfb5b7 No.31969
>>31930
>That image
>That post
>That filename
This is perfection.
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dfb5b7 No.31972
Stat Sheet:
Name: Cord Silverman
Fluff: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4IISUZC33Q
There are relics of the past left in the old abandoned parts of the city: the old tenements, the sewers, the subways, and the trash heaps which dot the city. There are men who plumb the depths of the old world to bring these treasures to light. Some do it to make a profit. Some do it to build a collection. Cord Silverman does it because he believes that the secrets to humanity's salvation are preserved in the dark places where man has not walked in over a century. Something within those catacombs of the past is the key to saving the world. Perhaps it is some great technology, which will send mankind to the stars. Perhaps it is an ancient weapon, the wielder of which could unify mankind and impose order on the chaotic world. Perhaps it is simply a find of such great value, that the scavenger Cord Silverman will take his place among the rich and powerful of the world.
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Stats - Hero
HP: Humanity Percentile
Inventory: shit that you have on hand
Skills: Initially determined by starting fluff, gained later through training, actions.
Bonus: Determined by fluff
Connections: Relations to other factions in the city
Followers: duh
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dfb5b7 No.31987
Mapdate
Current Key:
Mega-Corps/NYPD - Blue
Syndicate: Red
Would all players that are factions post a location stat/draw the district you want on map and pick a color please.
Heroes only need to give me a location
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dfb5b7 No.31988
>>31987
Robert Sterling is deep under the Mega-Corps and ColaCorp.
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dfb5b7 No.31989
>>31987
Wherever is closest to the Space Elevator
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dfb5b7 No.31990
>>31987
someplace in the bronx. Orange.
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dfb5b7 No.31992
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dfb5b7 No.31993
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dfb5b7 No.31995
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dfb5b7 No.31996
>>31995
hero's don't need colors until they build factions, if they do so at all
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dfb5b7 No.32006
>>31987
Southern Bronx pls famalam.
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dfb5b7 No.32008
>>31987
Black, or green and in upper Manhattan
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dfb5b7 No.32009
>>31987
Iron Grey or bronze, and QM decision for the location
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dfb5b7 No.32040
>>31921
Name: Sergeant Cassidy Ruffy
Fluff:
If ever in the history of earth a man has deserved to be called a Warrior Cop then it would be no other than yours truly: Sergeant C. Ruffy.
A generally relaxed, almost normal person Cassidy has adapted nicely to the brutal lifestyle of New York's finest. Possessing a considerable indifference towards violence and death the warrior cop grew up in one of New York's many orphanages.
When in combat the Sergeant often utilizes handcuffs for both hand to hand combat and as a somewhat ranged tool to incapacitate and then finish off his enemies. His secret dream is to one day fall into a pot of biohazardous handcuffs and gain handcuff superpowers. Sure it may be unrealistic, but a man can dream.
Generally speaking Cassidy is a remorseless killer who believes he is not that bad of a guy. Good that he missed out on his last six psych evaluations though. It wasn't like anyone at the PD cared about such useless formalities.
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dfb5b7 No.32041
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dfb5b7 No.32093
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dfb5b7 No.32129
>>31928
Leader & Heroes: Pimpy-G: Leader
Inventory: + 3 [Rusty Bats]
+ 2 [Tec 29's]
+ [Beat-up Hover Car]
Skills: + [Pimping I]
+ [Gang Warfare I]
Bonus: [Started from the Bottom] - You were raised on the streets, started with nothing but your dead dad's crack pipe, and you somehow made it to the top of the streets before your betrayal. Real Niggas respect that. + 5 to dealing with Street Gangs
Connections: Various Gangs of Queens and Brooklyn: 3 - Known
Goons: + 2 [Crack Whores]
+ 4 [Hard Hitting pipe niggas]
– Other things may be added as necessary –
Fresh out, looking to crawl back to the top, all that remains of your old gang is 2 crack whores who picked you up from prison in a beat-up hover car, and 4 of your most loyal boys. Dre'Tran, Marcel, Mack, and Lil' JQ
Color: Pink
>>31929
Leader & Heroes: Marcus: Leader
Inventory: + [Beat-Up Hover Car]
+ [Home-Made Surgery Kit]
+ [Simplex Neurogenesis Labcoat]
+ 3 [Rusty Knives]
Skills: + [Medicane I]
+ [BioTech I]
Bonus: [Doctor Doctor!] - You've been trained in medicine and the human body, along with the biomechanical mechanisms required for enhancements. Thus you can fix people beyond the pale and produce enhancements
Connections:
Goons: + 6 [Med-School dropouts]
– Other things may be added as necessary –
From your hideout in the abandoned medical supply warehouse in the Brooklyn, you watch the skyscrapers of Manhattan with pure hatred. Soon, very soon, they shall fall with the rest of us. All, all shall fall.
>>31930
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + [Philosophy book: Marx]
+ [El Doucho Brand Hair gel]
+ [Derringer Revolver]
+ [Tear Stained Love Letter]
Skills: None
Bonus: [Hatred] - God everything and everyone sucks, I hate this world so much and want to see it burn. God it’s so hard being middle class and white, Jesus. I just want to get a 3d waifu to snuggle and gosh dernit I can't handle it anymore! +10 To violent actions, -5 to dealing with women.
Connections: None
Followers: None
– Other things may be added as necessary –
You look out at the city from the attic room of your mom's place, the smog particularity light today so you can see the lights of the southern City, you grab your small pistol and head to the window….
"… I just fuckin' hate this world. And the human worms feasting on its corpus. My whole life is just cold, bitter hatred. And I always wanted to die violently. This is the time of vengeance and no life is worth saving. And I will put in the grave as many as I can. It's time for me to kill. And its time for me to die. My genocide crusade begins here."
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dfb5b7 No.32131
>>31934
Leader & Heroes: Dire Mike
Inventory: + [Cybernetic Installation Harness]
+ [Small Scrap supply]
+ 3 [Rusty Machetes]
Skills: + [Cybernetic Install/Removal I]
+ [Black market Business Practices I]
Bonus: [The Man with no Name] - People know you and they don't know you. You can find contacts and disappear quicker than anyone else in the Bronx.
Connections: The Syndicate: 2 - Noticed
Goons: + 5 [Wannabe Mechanics]
Buildings: + [Shitty Rundown Chop Shop]
– Other things may be added as necessary –
The City is oddly quiet this morning as you hold a thick rag over the mouth of a screaming man as your buddy Trevor hacks his upper arm off. Its oddly peaceful, you note, as blood squirts on your metal chest piece from the former customers’ brachial artery as Trevor takes the now-freed ware and puts it in the next room. "Punk ass should've met his payments." Trevor notes as you throw the limp, pale man out into the street. You look up at the Rising sun, shining through the brown smog. This is gonna be a good day, you decide.
Color: Orange
>>31935
Leader & Heroes: Gnup: Leader
Inventory: + [Rusty Shiv]
+ [2 Rusty Bats]
+ [Steel Knife]
Skills: + [Gang Warfare III]
Bonus: [Come out to plaaaaayyyyy]: You are inured to the life of the streets, and the wars that are fought in it. +5 to combat rolls.
Connections: Various Gangs of Queens and Brooklyn: -4: Hated
Goons: + 12 [Warriors]
– Other things may be added as necessary –
How’d it come to this? You and only 12 of your gang left bleeding and scared to death in a shipping container in Queens. You’ve got to get back to the Bronx, but you may have to kill everyone in your way to get there.
Color: Baby Blue
>>31937
Leader & Heroes: The Doc: Leader
Inventory: + [Large Scrap Pile]
+ 7 [Rusty Monkey Wrenches]
+ 2 [Hazardous Mines]
Skills: + [Item Creation I]
+ [Fortification II]
Bonus: [MacGyver’ing at its finest] – You can make just about anything from just about anything. +5 to item/other stuff creation.
Connections: None
Goons: + 8 [Wrench Sons]
Buildings: + [Shitty Booby-Trapped Project]
– Other things may be added as necessary –
An explosion lets you know that one of those filthy rats from down the street have set off one of your last mines. You need resources and you need them badly, food would be nice too. Just last week a gap in your defenses let a gang from 4th street break into your hideout and take all of your snacks, and killed 4 of your men. This has got to change; you say as you idly tinker with a mine.
Color: Bronze
>>31954
Leader & Heroes: Ross Tweed: Leader
Inventory: + 3 [:Artemis” Assault Rifles]
+ 1 [“Longshot” Sniper Rifle]
+ 4 [“Reflex” PDW]
Skills: + [Politicking II]
+ [Business I]
+ [Ass-kissing III]
Bonus: [Two-Faced] – You have perfected the art of the “Bazstab”
Connections: Upper New York: 3: Known
NYPD: 4 – Acquaintances
Goons: + 5 [M.A.S.S. Mercs]
+ 3 [“Hardline” Combat Bots]
Buildings: [Central Station Floor 13 Offices]
– Other things may be added as necessary –
The Quarterly report was looking good, growth up by 15%, that waste of a space Johnson was out of HR; The prick, thinking he gets a day off just cause his wife was having a baby! We got work to do here people! A new contract from some Company in Upper New York was coming in and looking good, and the NYPD gave you some extra combat bots they had lying around. All in all things were looking up for M.A.S.S.
Color: Cyan
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dfb5b7 No.32132
>>31954
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + [Rusty Unpowered Power Armor]
+ [Rusty Unpowered Power Hammer]
Skills: + [Smashing I]
+ [Tinkering I]
+ [Armorer I]
Bonus: [Drums from the Deep] – Deep down where even the stink from the city does not permeate, you and your people wait, and they thrive. You know things the skytouchers have forgotten, and you delve in depths that even the brightest minds above cannot comprehend. +5 to research and dealing with unusual stuff.
Connections: None
Followers: None
– Other things may be added as necessary –
The Home is sick, need parts to fix home so family does not die. Must go up to find parts, I shall return.
>>31972
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + [“Sensual” Exo-Suit]
+ [Omnitech Multi-tool]
Skills: + [Tinkering I]
+ [Item Creation I]
+ [Scavenging II]
Bonus: [The Best Scrap is at the Bottom] – You’ve been picking for the better part of your adult life, and you know where to look and what to do. +10 to Scavenging rolls
Connections: None
Followers: None
– Other things may be added as necessary –
As you head out from your small shipping container Home on a scrap hill in Queens, you notice the city is awfully quiet today. No rampant gunfire, no screams, hell, it’s not even that cloudy! Now the question remains; Is it mere the calm before a storm?
>>32040
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + [NYPD Badge]
+ [Plassteel Handcuffs]
+ [Multifire “Gorier” Personal Combat Pistol] – Several modes of fire
+ [Ceramite Body Armor]
Skills: + [ Firearms I]
+ [Cuff ‘em III]
+ [Urban Combat II]
Bonus: [THE LAW!] – To uphold justice and to prevent the scum of the lower city from tainting the good people at the top, that’s what you signed up and what you happily do! Of course it helps that you get to smash people’s teeth out along the way, but never mind that. +5 To violent/policing Actions.
Connections: NYPD: 7 – Member
Upper New York: 4 – Acquaintances
Followers: None
– Other things may be added as necessary –
The Station was quiet today, no incoming reports, no complaints. This was weird to say the least. The coffee was hot and black, just like you like your perps once you’ve burnt their corpses. The air had an odd scent on it, syrup, and the sky was actually not a hazy mess today. It all seemed to nice. You feel off, like something is coming and you don’t know what.
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dfb5b7 No.32133
Dice are 3d100
This applies for combat as well
Skills work on a 1 to 1 bonus for related actions, can be improved up to X (10) at a x/3 progress for every level.
Combat is simple, highest dice wins.
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dfb5b7 No.32134
Name: Morgan "Occisor" Lefeyyete
Fluff: Morgan was born a commoner. An almost supernaturally average looking one. He could blend into backgrounds and disappear with barely any effort something he hated as a youth but would come to view as a blessing later in life. Like everyone else he fought his way through life. He just happened to learn early on that he had alot more natural skill with guns than most. Unlike alot of others he never really craved power over others, what he always craved was money and money alone. So naturally he ended up as a gun for hire. And he excelled at it. Leadership and thuggery weren't really his thing. His job was ever and always only to get the kill. Why intimidate and scare when you can just kill them clean and get away with it. Now this is who he is. A ghost for hire. A contract killer and assassin slowly stacking up enough money to buy his way off planet. He doesn't care who purchases his services generally. So long as they don't have a reputation for killing their hired guns after the job is done, and the money is fair then he will take the job. He goes by a codename now. Nothing special just some Latin word he picked at random. It is only meant to spread a reputation to get better jobs without revealing his real name. He will change it sometimes if the heat starts getting too high. Such is his life now.
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dfb5b7 No.32143
You forgot several people scrufferdoodle
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dfb5b7 No.32144
>>32143
I skipped you because you need to post a location that isn't Manhattan or Staten island and what color you want your faction to be on the map.
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dfb5b7 No.32145
>>32134
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + 2 [M98 Automatic Pistol]
+ 1 [Silenced “Longshot” Sniper Rifle]
+ [Armored Overcoat]
Skills: + [ Firearms I]
+ [Sneaking II]
+ [Black market Business Practices I]
Bonus: [As Quiet as a Mouse] – You’ve mastered the art of the quiet kill over your many years, starting with the local thugs on your project block to rogue cops in the Bronx. Now you find yourself in the position to assassinate anyone that people are willing to pay enough to see die, and you can get away with it too. Most times. +5 To assassination actions.
Connections: NYPD: -2 – Disliked
Upper Manhattan: 4 – Acquaintances
The Syndicate: 4 – Acquaintances
Goons: None
– Other things may be added as necessary –
You emerge from your week in the Sense-Booth, the personal simulation that Tony tailored just for you hitting the spot. The city was quiet from the Heights of the Rigs, a sprawling mass of shipping containers that filled the Bay making an impromptu shanty town. You never liked to come down here, but the sense booths were cheap and you were saving so you wouldn’t have to keep coming down here, so you can go up there, away from all this garbage and smog. You unjacked yourself from the booth, claiming your possessions from the nearby foot locker, and head out, scanning your e-mails using your OneTouch SoftEye Ware, from when you were out, looking for a new job.
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dfb5b7 No.32146
>>31942
mislinked stats
>>31954
Leader & Heroes: Ross Tweed: Leader
Inventory: + 3 [: Artemis” Assault Rifles]
+ 1 [“Longshot” Sniper Rifle]
+ 4 [“Reflex” PDW]
Skills: + [Politicking II]
+ [Business I]
+ [Ass-kissing III]
Bonus: [Two-Faced] – You have perfected the art of the “Bazstab”
Connections: Upper New York: 3: Known
NYPD: 4 – Acquaintances
Goons: + 5 [M.A.S.S. Mercs]
+ 3 [“Hardline” Combat Bots]
Buildings: [Central Station Floor 13 Offices]
– Other things may be added as necessary –
The Quarterly report was looking good, growth up by 15%, that waste of a space Johnson was out of HR; The prick, thinking he gets a day off just cause his wife was having a baby! We got work to do here people! A new contract from some Company in Upper New York was coming in and looking good, and the NYPD gave you some extra combat bots they had lying around. All in all things were looking up for M.A.S.S.
Color: Cyan
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dfb5b7 No.32147
Bonus: [Two-Faced] – You have perfected the art of the “Bazstab”, and can take from one hand while giving to another. +5 to shady actions and betrayal actions
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dfb5b7 No.32148
Name: Hailey 'Junk Storm' Dunlap
Fluff: Some people dream of escaping this hell and going to space. Hailey dreams of racing through this hell at speeds that would kill most people. A scavenger with a natural sense of machines and a growing library of books on engineering, Hailey wanders across Neo York with a touch of charisma and a dream of becoming the Orange Line champion.
Though she is unaffiliated with any gang or megacorp, Hailey usually has a contact with any given faction. Without them, she'd have a hard time moving about the city to search for parts to build her championship racer. To keep her little garage and workshop, she often works long into the night fixing up some bit of salvage or giving someone's ride an upgrade.
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dfb5b7 No.32149
| Rolled 70, 63, 52 = 185 (3d100) |
Name: Jess E. Nightsoil
Fluff: Every so often, the conservative arguments put forward about the nature of human evil and freedom hold merit. Every so often, an example of such feared assertions can be found, and those examples do much to support the most draconian impositions on human life – faced with such trauma caused by such creatures, human liberty must yield and all things good are left a shattered mess of violated tears. Indeed, such men, if they might be called men, are are hard to find, but they do exist: men like Jess E. Nightsoil are of sort. They are evil. Pure evil. but in no simple way that is simple or average – men such as him traumatize societies and cause them to question their own blood, doubt their faith, fear for their children, and hate their fellow man. Perhaps it is right for them to question these things: men such as Jess are inexplicable, awful, and persistent. They have no cause, and no solution. They frighten all souls. They are pointless in their viciousness. Utterly pointless.
Inventory:
+ [Philosophy book: Marx]
+ [El Doucho Brand Hair gel]
+ [Derringer Revolver]
+ [Tear Stained Love Letter]
Skills: None
Bonus: [Hatred] - God everything and everyone sucks, I hate this world so much and want to see it burn. God it’s so hard being middle class and white, Jesus. I just want to get a 3d waifu to snuggle and gosh dernit I can't handle it anymore! +10 To violent actions, -5 to dealing with women.
Connections:
+ None
Followers:
+ None
1. This world is worthless and I need to watch it burn. I need some supplies. There's a small office supply store a few blocks from here. Time to go rob it. I need money, ammonia, and bleach. (+10)
2. My flying eagle is in the shop. By which I mean my flying AMC Eagle. Shame about my lack of a license, but who gives a shit. Goddamit I hate everyone. Why is getting a license so hard? Life is suffering.
3. Then to go bother some girls at the mall by reading them excepts from my [Philosophy Book: Marx]. Girls love a philosopher. If they try to ignore me or walk away I'll start crying at them an maybe they'll stay.
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dfb5b7 No.32153
| Rolled 52, 62, 20 = 134 (3d100) |
>>32129
Name: Marcus Sigal "Shaper"
Faction Name: Yigdrasil
Fluff: Marcus is a bright man, if idealistic and stubborn. He received good grades through college and majored in biology and genetics. He dreamed of researching and creating biotech that could revolutionize the world and maybe even allow people to spread around the world while allowing it to heal. Those idealistic dreams were shattered with his hiring into the research department of a prominent megacorp. A few years later the lab was destroyed in an accident and while the corp covered up everything that had been going on in the lab Marcus was missing and presumed dead in the accident.
Soon after a mysterious man only calling himself Shaper appeared in Neo York's criminal underground.
Faction Fluff: Street doctors, living weapons, poisons, drugs, cures for cancer. Yigdrasil is a strange organization founded by the mysterious Shaper. Selling gene modding and biotech through the criminal underground. Their agenda is only known to the higher ups, but they are known to pay well and give good prices. There is a rumor that everything they sell was created by Shaper and those directly under him. Some say they set up labs in old forgotten tunnels beneath the city.
Leader & Heroes: Marcus: Leader
Inventory: + [Beat-Up Hover Car]
+ [Home-Made Surgery Kit]
+ [Simplex Neurogenesis Labcoat]
+ 3 [Rusty Knives]
Skills: + [Medicane I]
+ [BioTech I]
Bonus: [Doctor Doctor!] - You've been trained in medicine and the human body, along with the biomechanical mechanisms required for enhancements. Thus you can fix people beyond the pale and produce enhancements
Connections:
Goons: + 6 [Med-School dropouts]
1. Talk with some of the local gangs. Spread the word of being a street doc open for business.
2. Also see if I can get in contact with a drug dealer. Some of their shit can be diluted and used for painkillers and other useful drugs.
3. Have the others look around the warehouse for anything of interest while I'm gone.
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dfb5b7 No.32154
>>32148
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + [Hobbyist Tools]
+ [Monkey Wrench]
+ [Project Car Frame]
Skills: + [Mechanic III]
+ [Racing I]
+ [Black market Business Practices I]
Bonus: [Wrench Wench] – You know your way around machines, particularly cars. This skill has come in useful many times, and the gangs appreciate your fair fees and quality work. +10 to working on conventional cars, +5 to working on all other vehicles.
Connections: Petty Gangs of Brooklyn and Queens: 5 – Drinking Buddies
Followers: None
Buildings: + [Small Car Shop]
– Other things may be added as necessary –
It’s a unusally bright morning in the Bronx; the sun is shining in the sky, only a few screams make it across from the southern city, and the steam roils softly off the river. This shop that you’ve got is kind of a dive, but you have to admit the view is nice at least. For some reason for feel like today is gonna be a good day, you don’t know why, you just feel it.
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dfb5b7 No.32156
| Rolled 99, 70, 80 = 249 (3d100) |
>>32132
Name: 'Deep Sewer Dweller' Robert Sterling
Fluff: Robert was born down here where people rely on each other and everyone has a duty they are proud to fulfill. Anything could have happened during the Resource Wars and the surest place of safety was deep beneath the surface. People invested technology that was state of the art and devoted their lives to building communities that could survive in harmful and even dangerous environments.
Sons inherited their father's trade skills and possessions but I have also been blessed with an intelligence equal to any task involving technology. The old and worn power armor no longer functioning and the hammer that needs new batteries, wiring and other things will have to do against the mutants and beasts that populate the deep sewers.
The systems have begun to fail and the only solution is to send someone out for the parts needed to fix them or be dispersed and forced to make the journey to the surface and start new lives from the bottom.
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + [Rusty Unpowered Power Armor]
+ [Rusty Unpowered Power Hammer]
Skills: + [Smashing I]
+ [Tinkering I]
+ [Armorer I]
Bonus: [Drums from the Deep] – Deep down where even the stink from the city does not permeate, you and your people wait, and they thrive. You know things the skytouchers have forgotten, and you delve in depths that even the brightest minds above cannot comprehend. +5 to research and dealing with unusual stuff.
Connections: None
Followers: None
– Other things may be added as necessary –
The Home is sick, need parts to fix home so family does not die. Must go up to find parts, I shall return.
1 Check the other Homes. All men were of one mind, one purpose, in the Great Construction but left to their own communities the people would form their own movements over time. That was a Veritas, a Truth in the old tongue maintained in my family. The facts would have to be discovered in the individual Homes and the Deep Sewer.
2 Find a path to the Upper Sewers. The Deep Sewers, untouched by the skytouchers would require vigorous will to delve through but it is that fact that gives my family safety from the ruinous touch of the skytouchers.
3 Train [Smashing II]. There was a cleverness in fighting and weapons that only man in his might and wisdom can see. How to smash, where to smash and when to deploy his strength to better reach his goal. To survive out here requires a man need a robust set of skills.
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dfb5b7 No.32157
| Rolled 60, 57, 71 = 188 (3d100) |
Name: Hailey 'Junk Storm' Dunlap
Fluff: Some people dream of escaping this hell and going to space. Hailey dreams of racing through this hell at speeds that would kill most people. A scavenger with a natural sense of machines and a growing library of books on engineering, Hailey wanders across Neo York with a touch of charisma and a dream of becoming the Orange Line champion.
Though she is unaffiliated with any gang or megacorp, Hailey usually has a contact with any given faction. Without them, she'd have a hard time moving about the city to search for parts to build her championship racer. To keep her little garage and workshop, she often works long into the night fixing up some bit of salvage or giving someone's ride an upgrade.
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + [Hobbyist Tools]
+ [Monkey Wrench]
+ [Project Car Frame]
Skills: + [Mechanic III]
+ [Racing I]
+ [Black market Business Practices I]
Bonus: [Wrench Wench] – You know your way around machines, particularly cars. This skill has come in useful many times, and the gangs appreciate your fair fees and quality work. +10 to working on conventional cars, +5 to working on all other vehicles.
Connections: Petty Gangs of Brooklyn and Queens: 5 – Drinking Buddies
Followers: None
Buildings: + [Small Car Shop]
1.
A good day, huh? Not many of those going around, so I'd best make the most of it!
Time to make some rounds. Not everyone has a car, but the morning always brings someone struggling with their transportation. Be it a car, some kid's skateboard or something in between, Hailey could usually get it moving or at least belching less smoke.
[Help locals with their vehicles/bikes/skateboards. Community Service!]
+ [Mechanic III]
+ [Wrench Wench]
2.
Check in with 'Auntie' Sarah. Not the best info broker in the area, but she was always willing to barter for some mechanical work or a cut of what Hailey made off a job.
[Info Broker for work leads]
3.
Hailey visited a few of the local scrap yards. Most of the owners appreciated anyone that bothered to talk to them, and most of the old timers loved to talk if you were willing to listen. Sometimes they even talked about rumors so old the info brokers dismissed it as worthless, but they could lead to some real gems of salvage below the streets.
[Search for parts, neato rumor/lead on good roll?]
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dfb5b7 No.32158
| Rolled 20, 26, 91 = 137 (3d100) |
>>32131
Name: "Doc Kludge"
Faction Name: Sons of the Wrench
Fluff: Kludge is the current Grandmaster of the Sons of the Wrench. He achieved his position after his predecessor Doc Boom was executed by the NPD during a ceasefire between the Sons and another gang. Kludge is old, nearly seventy, born during he space boom. He grew up in the slums and learned from an early age how to fix things when supplies ran low. He's always had a way with machines and metal, and a large part of the infrastructure that still runs in the SotW territory is based off his work. As most senior member still surviving after the ambush, he was made grandmaster unanimously.
Faction Fluff: The Son of the Wrench are 80 years old. They formed during the space rush when supplies and other essentials started to be allocated elsewhere. Where as other gangs strong-armed people into The Sons used a softer gentler, approach fixing things and taking volunteers. This worked until the NPD started cracking down across the board and raging brutal war all over the lower city. the once idyllic(by lower city standards) territory they once had was destroyed, and they were pushed back hard. As the sons were unused to dedicated fighting. Eventually the Sons stabilized themselves, but this was after a great deal of loss, of men, of territory, and of resources. Now what little they have left is fortified ruin housing their workshops and members, surrounded by as many traps and defenses as their engineering acumen can manage.
Leader & Heroes: The Doc: Leader
Inventory: + [Large Scrap Pile]
+ 7 [Rusty Monkey Wrenches]
+ 2 [Hazardous Mines]
Skills: + [Item Creation I]
+ [Fortification II]
Bonus: [MacGyver’ing at its finest] – You can make just about anything from just about anything. +5 to item/other stuff creation.
Connections: None
Goons: + 8 [Wrench Sons]
Buildings: + [Shitty Booby-Trapped Project]
– Other things may be added as necessary –
An explosion lets you know that one of those filthy rats from down the street have set off one of your last mines. You need resources and you need them badly, food would be nice too. Just last week a gap in your defenses let a gang from 4th street break into your hideout and take all of your snacks, and killed 4 of your men. This has got to change; you say as you idly tinker with a mine.
Color: Bronze
1. Make some weapons out of our scrap pile boys. We're going to need them to secure better loot and supplies. not to mention food!
+[MacGyver’ing at its finest] – You can make just about anything from just about anything. +5 to item/other stuff creation.
+ Item Creation I
2.TRain with the weapons.
3. Push the shits who've been attacking and hounding us back. We're not gonna take it anymore!
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dfb5b7 No.32159
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dfb5b7 No.32160
| Rolled 69, 98, 2 = 169 (3d100) |
>>32132
Name: Sergeant Cassidy Ruffy
Fluff:
Sergeant Sexy Police Officer.
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + [NYPD Badge]
+ [Plassteel Handcuffs]
+ [Multifire “Gorier” Personal Combat Pistol] – Several modes of fire
+ [Ceramite Body Armor]
Skills:
+ [ Firearms I]
+ [Cuff ‘em III]
+ [Urban Combat II]
Bonus:
+ [THE LAW!] – To uphold justice and to prevent the scum of the lower city from tainting the good people at the top, that’s what you signed up and what you happily do! Of course it helps that you get to smash people’s teeth out along the way, but never mind that. +5 To violent/policing Actions.
Connections: NYPD: 7 – Member
Upper New York: 4 – Acquaintances
Followers: None
1. Quiet city? No reports of crimes? Someone had probably cut off the PD's transmissions again. A high profile hit, large scale firefight or gold standard robbery. That or a direct attack onto the PD of course. Sergeant C would head over to the security office to make sure everyone was still alive, maybe have a short glimpse at the cameras, see if they had been looped or something.
2. Afterwards it was back to the usual. Time to practice his aim. No matter how much he relied on his fellow police officers in the end of the day it came down to whether he could hit the shot or not.
(Train Firearms)
3. But even the gun could not always be trusted. Only so many perps could be turned into bloody mush before he ran out of ammunition. That's where the handcuffs came in. That and maybe he would have to cuff someone eventually.
(Train Cuff 'em)
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dfb5b7 No.32165
| Rolled 53, 96, 90 = 239 (3d100) |
>>32131
Name: Dire Mike
Faction Name: The Wireleggers
Fluff: Dire Mike has no known history or origin. Lacking any records, the man is known only for his peculiar street name and his extensive cybernetic enhancements. You don't fuck with a man that has a chainsaw arm.
Faction Fluff: The Wireleggers are Dire Mike's racket of black market cybernetics dealers. They supply and run multiple "chopshops" where citizens can pay a modest fee and get cybernetic prosthetics or graftings without having to deal with any of the legal hassle or the extraordinary waiting times. Of course, there's quite a bit of -interest- on the payments. Cybernetic surgeons are few in number, and a shiny pair of cyber-eyes or a chrome-plated cyber-arm aren't exactly cheap…
Inventory: + [Cybernetic Installation Harness]
+ [Small Scrap supply]
+ 3 [Rusty Machetes]
Skills: + [Cybernetic Install/Removal I]
+ [Black market Business Practices I]
Bonus: [The Man with no Name] - People know you and they don't know you. You can find contacts and disappear quicker than anyone else in the Bronx.
Connections: The Syndicate: 2 - Noticed
Goons: + 5 [Wannabe Mechanics]
Buildings: + [Shitty Rundown Chop Shop]
1. It's a good day in the Bronx. Good days like these shouldn't go to waste.
We have a few more 'payments' to collect. We'll get right on those.
Train Cybernetic Install/Removal
2. Put some feelers out. Get in touch with someone who can sell us some hardware. And then, of course, -get- that hardware.
Acquire cybernetics equipment.
3. Start improving the Chop Shop, too, while we're at it. I want to increase our output and input.
Improve the Chop Shop.
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dfb5b7 No.32166
| Rolled 38, 72, 58 + 5 = 173 (3d100) |
>>32132
Leader & Heroes: Pimpy-G: Leader
Inventory: + 3 [Rusty Bats]
+ 2 [Tec 29's]
+ [Beat-up Hover Car]
Skills: + [Pimping I]
+ [Gang Warfare I]
Bonus: [Started from the Bottom] - You were raised on the streets, started with nothing but your dead dad's crack pipe, and you somehow made it to the top of the streets before your betrayal. Real Niggas respect that. + 5 to dealing with Street Gangs
Connections: Various Gangs of Queens and Brooklyn: 3 - Known
Goons: + 2 [Crack Whores]
+ 4 [Hard Hitting pipe niggas]
– Other things may be added as necessary –
Fresh out, looking to crawl back to the top, all that remains of your old gang is 2 crack whores who picked you up from prison in a beat-up hover car, and 4 of your most loyal boys. Dre'Tran, Marcel, Mack, and Lil' JQ
Color: Pink
—
1-2. Send out the call, King Pimpy G is back, let's see if I can't get any of minor gangs back on my side, Screwfie being neglecting people and they now, I brought stability…+5
3. Get the Night Club "Kool Kinks Klub" back under my management…. +5
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dfb5b7 No.32168
>>32144
Aight, put me up as black at Newport.
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dfb5b7 No.32175
>>32168
It's gotta be in NY, not Jersey.
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dfb5b7 No.32177
Combat items now give a bonus to combat rolls
"Bad Adjective" Weapons give +2
Baseline Weapons Give +4
"Good Adjective" Weapons give +6
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dfb5b7 No.32179
>>32175
Fuggggg…
Sorry about all the bother, put me below the dark green fellas
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dfb5b7 No.32181
| Rolled 26, 2, 32 = 60 (3d100) |
Name: Morgan "Occisor" Lefeyyete
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + 2 [M98 Automatic Pistol]
+ 1 [Silenced “Longshot” Sniper Rifle]
+ [Armored Overcoat]
Skills: + [ Firearms I]
+ [Sneaking II]
+ [Black market Business Practices I]
Bonus: [As Quiet as a Mouse] – You’ve mastered the art of the quiet kill over your many years, starting with the local thugs on your project block to rogue cops in the Bronx. Now you find yourself in the position to assassinate anyone that people are willing to pay enough to see die, and you can get away with it too. Most times. +5 To assassination actions.
Connections: NYPD: -2 – Disliked
Upper Manhattan: 4 – Acquaintances
The Syndicate: 4 – Acquaintances
Goons: None
1. Stay close to the cell and be ready. Someone will contact me soon enough with a job. If not I can always get in contact with the syndicate.
2.3. Head to a shooting range the bm always had a few on standby for people. My rounds have been dropping lately. A problem I need to fix before it fixes me.
(practice shooting)
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dfb5b7 No.32184
| Rolled 39, 16, 94 = 149 (3d100) |
>>32132
Stat Sheet:
Name: Cord Silverman
Fluff: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4IISUZC33Q
There are relics of the past left in the old abandoned parts of the city: the old tenements, the sewers, the subways, and the trash heaps which dot the city. There are men who plumb the depths of the old world to bring these treasures to light. Some do it to make a profit. Some do it to build a collection. Cord Silverman does it because he believes that the secrets to humanity's salvation are preserved in the dark places where man has not walked in over a century. Something within those catacombs of the past is the key to saving the world. Perhaps it is some great technology, which will send mankind to the stars. Perhaps it is an ancient weapon, the wielder of which could unify mankind and impose order on the chaotic world. Perhaps it is simply a find of such great value, that the scavenger Cord Silverman will take his place among the rich and powerful of the world.
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Stat Sheet:
Name: Cord Silverman
Fluff: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4IISUZC33Q
There are relics of the past left in the old abandoned parts of the city: the old tenements, the sewers, the subways, and the trash heaps which dot the city. There are men who plumb the depths of the old world to bring these treasures to light. Some do it to make a profit. Some do it to build a collection. Cord Silverman does it because he believes that the secrets to humanity's salvation are preserved in the dark places where man has not walked in over a century. Something within those catacombs of the past is the key to saving the world. Perhaps it is some great technology, which will send mankind to the stars. Perhaps it is an ancient weapon, the wielder of which could unify mankind and impose order on the chaotic world. Perhaps it is simply a find of such great value, that the scavenger Cord Silverman will take his place among the rich and powerful of the world.
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Stats - Hero
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + [“Sensual” Exo-Suit]
+ [Omnitech Multi-tool]
Skills: + [Tinkering I]
+ [Item Creation I]
+ [Scavenging II]
Bonus: [The Best Scrap is at the Bottom] – You’ve been picking for the better part of your adult life, and you know where to look and what to do. +10 to Scavenging rolls
Connections: None
Followers: None
– Other things may be added as necessary –
1/2/3. There's naught for me up here, as nice as the day is, and my quest will take me to the depths of the city. There's places that I've never dared to go, since I was afraid of getting lost. Now, though, I know that even if I never return to the surface, my scavenging skills can get me by for the rest of my natural life down there. Hopefully, though, it won't come to that. Today, I'll keep an eye out for electronics, weapons, and chemicals. You'd be surprised what you find in the places that were kept secret before the wars.
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dfb5b7 No.32344
Faction Name: Steele Incorporated [Eagle Corp]
Name: Joseph Steele
Faction Fluff: Steele Incorporated has been owned by the descendents of Adam Steele for over two centuries now, the latest of which is Joseph Steele. They are, today, among the longest-lived corporations in the world, and by far the oldest megacorp. The secret to the success of the Steele family has been relatively simple - the idea that a Steele is made, not born. Steele Incorporated began in 1941 as Steele Arms, producing munitions and weapons for the Second World War, and made its fortune switching to heavy industrial manufacturing before its competition in 1945, rising to the national level as a reliable and efficient producer of advanced materials and industrial supply. Since then, the company has been in a state of perpetual growth from a line of pragmatic and uncompromising owners, branching out to biotechnology, electronics, security and agricultural production under the banner of Steele Incorporated, with its backbone fully rooted in its ever-expanding factories of heavy industry. Steele Incorporated pays the single best salaries in America, for which it demands - and gets - the best labor force, researchers, and security within it. That doesn't mean they play nice.
Fluff: Joseph Steele's father was not incompetent by the standard meaning of the world, but he was for a Steele. Failing to expand the corporation's influence or power significantly over a fourty-eight year period of control, his only notable achievement was a rebranding to 'Eagle Corp', as he felt that the personal name of an individual as the face of a megacorp was out of date. The first thing Joseph Steele did upon coming to power was to change the name back to Steele Incorporated. Of all the Steeles, he may be the most ambitious, as Joseph intends to make full use of the Steele Incorporated machine for what his predecessors could never fully obtain - absolute power. Steele is not a cruel man, nor is he unjust. Instead, he is cold and singleminded, driven by the thought of wiping out the weak and inferior corporations that intend to compete with him, of building a city, and a world, where a man's fate rests only on his own shoulders.
It's rumored that a close friend of Steele's father and member of the board had, on Joseph's third day in power, gotten his son appointed as a personal adviser to Steele himself, without his consent. In response, Steele had him thrown off the building's top floor, and reinstated the Board as directly below executive management. Steele fails to think in the terms of rich and poor as they are today given, but instead in the terms of the competent and the worthless, producers and their leeches. This has won him few friends among the corporate elite, but a deadly efficient corporation.
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dfb5b7 No.32477
>>31921
Name: Alexandrine "Sascha" Augusta Trump
Sex: Female
Fluff: Abandoned as a baby with nothing but a basket, a blanket, and a wrist band with her name on it, Sascha certainly did not have stable childhood. Apparently, raising a child and having them indebted to you is worth killing over in these chaotic times and Sascha went from house to house either from her guardian(s) being killed or kidnapping, either way, Sascha grew up without any real loyalties and a ton of experience. There may have been screw knocked loose somewhere or she was simply this way to begin with because Sascha might be more deprived than even the rich folks and the gang bosses, though you couldn't tell from just looking at her, or could you. Either way, she's made a living in brooklyn scrounging about and acting as a neutral party
HP: Yes
Inventory: Yes
Skills: Yes
Bonus: Yes
Connections: Yes
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dfb5b7 No.32494
>>32149
You walk down the street to the local quick-e-mart and kick the doors in, or well, you try to. Your bird legs and womanly hips make it hard to force the door open. After opening the door like a normal person you walk inside, the Indian shopkeeper looking at you like you're retarded. You walk up to him and stutter "I- I want all of y-y-your money and some *mumble* *mumble*" He continue to look at you before saying "What the fuck do you want cracker?"
You pull the gun out and raise it to his eye level with some effort
A squeal comes out from your thick lips "PUT THE FUCKING MONEY ON THE COUNTER, I WANT SOME BLEACH AND AMMONIA TOO!"
He immediately opens the register and starts piling bills on the counter, before running into the home goods section to get you what you need, you shakily holding the gun in-front of him the entire time. After you gather up all of your supplies you leave the store carrying all of it Man you could sure use your car right now.
Gain Items:+ [1 L of Ammonia]
+ [1 L of Bleach]
+ [$ 200]
2. This fucking blows, you think as you carry the bleach and ammonia in one hand each as you walk down the street, your gun wedged inbetween your hammer-ass asscheeks. This store is sooooo fucking far away fucking capitalism scum. Your feet hurt and you wish you were living in a communistic utopia right now. I mean shit man. You arrive at the autoshop, owned by one Ms Hailey Dunlap, who has just finished working on the conversion of your AMC Eagle from a tired car to a basic hover wagon. Its up to her how much she'll charge for this though.
>>32157
3. Along the way you decided to stop at the mall and practice talking to girls, mother said you should work on that, and by god you won't disappoint her! You approach of girls with spiked neon hair and tight black leather clothes and start telling them about the great injustice of capitalism and the free market, and how you all need to go back to your mom's place and plan the revolution of the common man! Surprisingly, unlike the last time you did this, they didn't spray that awful red stuff in your eyes and attack you with their purses. Instead they just get up and walk away.
>>32149
1. There are several gangs near you that are somewhat interested by your prospect, the boys in piss yellow known as the "Mookies" in particular are looking for a new doctor since their last one got busted by the feds. Their contact said to meet them at their HQ for more details.
2. You find a man by the name of Shifty Patches, on account of all the scars he has from the numerous drug lab explosions he's lived through. He's agreed to give you a reasonable shafting for whatever you want, if you have the dosh to pay for it.
Gain Contact: + Drug Dealer [Shifty Patches]
3. One of your students disappear into the bowels of the warehouse never to be seen again.
Lose Goon(s): - 1 [Med-School dropouts]
>>32156
1. You travel to the other communites that you have mapped out on your shiny wrist talker, which beeps as you near another home. And another, and a third. These homes hear of your journey and offer you some gifts and tokens of luck for your trials ahead.
Gain Items:
+ [Boomstick] (6 shots)
+ [Fiery Stabby Stick]
+ [Healthy gogo Juice] (3 Doses)
+ [Time Stoppy Goop] (1 dose)
2. You find a ladder after the lands of the Three Homes and head up, and up and up and father up still. You climb many ladders for what seems like hours before you see a bright pinpoint of light. You head the talkie box talk about this before, its is light from the big fireball in the sky! The Soon!
3. Before you head up to the surface you decide to work on your smashing by taking your Power Hammer and hitting walls and pipes with it. Lots of walls and pipes, smash smash smash!
Skill Improved:
+ [Smashing II]
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dfb5b7 No.32495
>>32157
1. You spend the first part of the day fixing up cars and hover cars and even a bicycle or too, and the people are very thankful for it. A little old lady who's beat up trans-am you fixed at the buttcrack of dawn even comes back later to give you a REAL whole APPLE PIE. How did she even find real apples? Who cares, its delicious!
Gain Item: + [Apple Pie]
2. After a quick bit at the Drag and Drop Dinner on fifth, you head on over to Sarah's place. The dusty old ramshackle tenement ain't much, but Sarah likes it that way, less peeping toms, she says. Anyway, you buzz and she lets you in. You discuss business matters over a hot glass of coffee, same old same old for the most part. You're almost ready to start making your goobyes and leave before a little story she lets slip catches your ear.
"It was the damnedest thing darlin! A full block TZR 746-Z Roadmaster just parked in the middle of Fordham, you would not bee-lieve the won wan won waa waa won waa….."
Her wounds turn into vague sounds in your ears as you imagine the the large beautiful car just sitting there, all vulnerable and….. mmmmmhhhh….. powerful.
You rush out the door and down the stairs into the street.
3. As you run down the street you ring up all of the vendors and junkers you know trying to secure favors and promises to help you get this baby to your shop in one piece. If it is in as good of shape as Sarah said it was, then you might be able to start racing in only a few weeks, as opposed to the many months it would take you to finish your project car.
>>32158
1. You send your boys out to the scrap yard to get some usable sharp pieces of shit to stab people with, but it seems that some prick from across the way is watching the scrapyard too, as the first guy you send out to fetch scrap gets grazed by a bullet from some rifle across the street.
2. Your men take to beating each other with the monkey wrenches you have. It goes about as well as planned, which is not at all.
3. In the dead of night you march across the street and break into the housing complexes around your project, beating everyone that looks dangerous to death with your wrenches. One man in particular distinguishes himself, ripping out the teeth of the men he's killed and making a fashionable shirt out of them. Rattleshirt is what the men call him now, and he's deadly.
Leader & Heroes:
+Rattle-Shirt
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dfb5b7 No.32496
>>32160
1/2. Cassidy marches into the security office where Corporal Natalia Petronkav watches over the vast amount of cogitators and relays that feed the NYPD supercomputers the data they need to maintain some sort of idea as to what is going on in this city of 100 million and up individuals.
She stammers and looks to you unexpectedly "S-sergeant Cassidy sir! We were not expecting you today!" She stutters out through pursed, thick lips.
You notice her shapely form, and how her body resembles the smooth and supple shape of your MAXXguard Plasteel Handcuffs, how she has the unknowing look of a guilty criminal waiting to get caught. By the cuffs she is just asking to get detained. "Corporal Petronkav, what's the word…" you raise your eyebrows unconsciously while staring at her cleavage "…. around town?" You say as you place your hand down her flak armor, cuff in the other hand. "S-ssi-SIR, the city has a record low crime report rate today *uunnnngghhhhh* sir!" She moans as you fondle her bright, bouncy, shiny NYPD badge.
"A shame, I always liked a bit of…" You place your hand on your FOXHOLE LTD gonad guard "…Trouble."
You then cuff her to the desk and start unbuckling your pants, keeping and eye on the vidscreens on the wall, a video of a small, frail man running very effeminately out of a general store, illegal firearm in hand.
"I'm gonna give you a hot load of JUSTICE Corporal, prepare to be detained!"
[Fade to black]
You walk out of the office, having spent the last hour shooting off hot loads
Skills:
+ [Firearms II]
Though the corporal broke your cuffs, strong one she it, as she hurt you a bit too, quite a bit.
HP: 17/20
Gain Malus: [Sore Hips] - -5 to running rolls and physical activity (2 Turns)
Inventory:
+ [Plassteel Handcuffs] → + [Broken Plassteel Handcuffs]
>>32165
1. You spend the morning chopping and soldering bits and pieces onto people, cutting them out and shoving them in. Do something enough times and eventually you'll become good at it, and you find that to be somewhat true, as the lad you're taking the cybernetic eye out of now with a rusty spoon is screaming and bleeding a lot less then the old lady you did it to this early morning.
Skills: + [Cybernetic Install/Removal II]
2. You send your grease monkeys out to loo- I mean acquire parts if they can't get them honestly, fortunately for you though one of your men by the name of Tiny Tim, a 7 ft tall bruiser, has a gran who is as in to cybernetic enhancements as your old girlfriend was into Yayo. All she wants is to have lunch with you once a week and she'll get you whatever you want.
Gain Contact: + Ware Dealer [Cyber Nan]
3. While your out for "lunch" your men get to work fixing up your shithole of a shop. Throwing out the rats, the bums, patching the holes in the walls and the holes in the roof. And the piece de la resistance is the new Harness they found in the basement, which will double your production.
+ [Average Run-Down Chop Shop] 2/5
Gain Item: + [Cybernetic Installation Harness]
>>32166
1/2. Things have changed G, many of the names you knew when you were around are gone, and things have gotten even harder. The gangs are fighting even more then when you were around, and Screwfie somehow managed to come out almost on top. The boys you send out only manage to find one gang that is even willing to talk to you know, the last of the old gangs to still be as tru G's as they were when you were the King. The 3rd Street Saints. Their leader, called simply "The Boss" said he would be willing to talk to you, if only for old time's sake.
3. You mosey on over to the next street over, to the somewhat busy KKK club. After some nice "talking" to the owner you manage to find yourself the new "protector" of the place, in exchange for a "protection" fee.
Inventroy:
+ [Cash: $500] + 250/turn
>>32181
1. No calls come for you all day long, its somewhat depressing….
2/3. Somewhat put off by the lack of calls earlier, you're not quite focused on your shooting as much as you could've been.
Skill:
+[Firearms I] 1/3
>>32184
1/2/3. You pull up the manhole 20 ft from your "house" and head into the depths of the city. For some reason you don't stop when you reach your normal depth, you keep going and going and going. Its so far down now that no heat from the surface breaks through. A loud banging is heard above you, along with what sounds like a man grunting. Undetered you head farther down. It is in a long hallway that you find your prize. A Personal Vault, which were bunkers built in the undercity during the resource wars incase of MAD. This place is fully stocked, as it seems that its intended residents never arrived…
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dfb5b7 No.32497
>>32344
Leader & Heroes: Joseph Steele
Inventory: + [Steele Inc Assets]
+ 250 ["Bone White" Joseph Steele Business cards]
+ [Huey Lewis and the News Vinyl: Fore!]
+ [Fireman's Axe]
Skills: + [Business Practices III]
+ [Mega-Copr Diplomacy II]
Bonus: [Of a driven mind] - You will see your dream realized, whatever the cost. +5 to repeat actions, +10 to repeat actions which you critfailed the previous roll
Connections:
Goons: Upper New York: 3: Known
NYPD: 2: Noticed
Mega-Corps: -3: Rivals
– Other things may be added as necessary –
You look out from your executive office at the city below, this disgusting shithole that you have to wallow in. Your view is not as nice as others though, as Steele Towers is dwarfed on both sides by other megacorp buildings. There's no denying it, Steele has had a rough past few decades, and the 40 years under your weak father did it no favors. But you are different, you will see this company rise to the stars themselves, with you leading it, and you wouldn't hesitate to burn this city to the ground to accomplish it.
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dfb5b7 No.32498
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dfb5b7 No.32499
>>32497
Location: Manhattan
Color: Royal Purple
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dfb5b7 No.32501
| Rolled 46, 60, 79 = 185 (3d100) |
>>32496
Name: Sergeant Cassidy Ruffy
Fluff:
Sergeant Sexy Police Officer.
HP: 17/20
Inventory: + [NYPD Badge]
+ [Broken Plassteel Handcuffs]
+ [Multifire “Gorier” Personal Combat Pistol] – Several modes of fire
+ [Ceramite Body Armor]
Skills:
+ [ Firearms II]
+ [Cuff ‘em III]
+ [Urban Combat II]
Bonus:
+ [THE LAW!] – To uphold justice and to prevent the scum of the lower city from tainting the good people at the top, that’s what you signed up and what you happily do! Of course it helps that you get to smash people’s teeth out along the way, but never mind that. +5 To violent/policing Actions.
Connections: NYPD: 7 – Member
Upper New York: 4 – Acquaintances
Malus:
+ [Sore Hips] - -5 to running rolls and physical activity (2 Turns)
Followers: None
1. Broken Plassteel. In a mix of disbelief and amazement Cassidy eyed his malfunctioned piece of equipment down on the way to the armory. He would have to get it fixed, or replaced even? Either way he would give whomever was working there a few questionable comments about how a suspect could break handcuffs as easily. For reasons of discretion he would not get a whole lot more specific about the 'suspect' in question.
2. He had a cool pistol and didn't know how to use it properly? It was time to stop firing hot loads and start firing hot lead! Heading down to the shooting range Cassidy uncomfortably rubbed his left hip with his wrist. Felt like he sprained something.
3. After getting his Handcuffs replaced and some time practicing his aim it was time to join the other boys at the shooting gallery. Heading back up he would look for some emergency calls that would preferably not involve all too much running or physical activity. Perhaps he could even fill in for one of the Detectives and act like a complete fucking idiot wasting everyone's time with investigations that would come up with nothing anyway. Cassidy high fived a passing officer without a word. Fucking Detectives.
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dfb5b7 No.32504
>>32498
Comrade why?
put me as Black, anywhere is fine at this point….
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dfb5b7 No.32506
>>32344
Additional Stat Block
>Company Stats
Wealth: Average
Assests:
+ [The Pitts] - 8 factories dedicated to the Production of Industrial Resources
+ [Cambridge] - 1 Biotech and Electronic research Facility
+ [Manhattan] - Small Security firm subcontracted through Municipal Auxiliary Securities Service (M.A.S.S.)
Employees: + 400 [Office Drones]
+ 1000 [Industrial Workers]
+ 50 [Researchers]
+ 25 [Security Personnel]
Ad-Space: None (Gotta build a WarWorld Team for this)
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dfb5b7 No.32508
| Rolled 62, 83, 5 = 150 (3d100) |
>>32497
Faction Name: Steele Incorporated [Eagle Corp]
Name: Joseph Steele
Fluff: http://pastebin.com/aU2FbyUG
Location: Manhattan
Color: Royal Purple
Company Stats:
Wealth: Average
Assets:
+ [The Pitts] - 8 factories dedicated to the Production of Industrial Resources
+ [Cambridge] - 1 Biotech and Electronic research Facility
+ [Manhattan] - Small Security firm subcontracted through Municipal Auxiliary Securities Service (M.A.S.S.)
Employees: + 400 [Office Drones]
+ 1000 [Industrial Workers]
+ 50 [Researchers]
+ 25 [Security Personnel]
Ad-Space: None (Gotta build a WarWorld Team for this)
Leader & Heroes: Joseph Steele
Inventory:
+ [Steele Inc Assets]
+ 250 ["Bone White" Joseph Steele Business cards]
+ [Huey Lewis and the News Vinyl: Fore!]
+ [Fireman's Axe]
Skills:
+ [Business Practices III]
+ [Mega-Corp Diplomacy II]
Bonus: [Of a driven mind] - You will see your dream realized, whatever the cost. +5 to repeat actions, +10 to repeat actions which you critfailed the previous roll
Connections:
Goons:
Upper New York: 3: Known
NYPD: 2: Noticed
Mega-Corps: -3: Rivals
1: There's a significant amount of unattended cash left in the treasury that my Father never saw fit to use, for some incomprehensible reason. Our production has fallen behind recently, and we're not meeting full capacity as we should. The first thing to do will be an expansion of all Steele Incorporated core industries, starting with expanding and improving our factories in The Pitts. I also want to begin the rotation of a higher quality of workers; Steele Incorporated pays the best damn salaries in the country, and the men that are here aren't living up to them.
2: Additionally, a doubling of our Biotech/Research facilities is in order. The beginning of new product lines meas that I'll want to assign one of our newly-constructed factories to the production of our biotechnological and electronic lines, producing the first Steele Pharmaceuticals and Steele Technologies cyberterminals. Since most of our branch offices outside Manhattan have shut down, I'll need to deal with the low production from only producing within Manhattan. The Steele Incorporated logo is still as good as gold and I'm going to damn well ensure it stays that way. Demand outstripping our supply will allow expanded production in no time.
3: Finally, an expansion to our Security offices is in line. Though security contracted at each facility is enough to handle issues there, for a growing company, ensuring that security is large, well-equipped and properly-trained is essential. I pay a much, much better salary than the NYPD and most smalltime firms, so we shouldn't have any trouble getting good men and good arms for expanding security. Not only are they good for keeping things in line - in a city like New York, good security makes a tidy profit helping out the NYPD and other Corps.
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dfb5b7 No.32512
| Rolled 7, 2, 54 = 63 (3d100) |
>>32494
Name: Marcus Sigal "Shaper"
Faction Name: Yigdrasil
Fluff: Marcus is a bright man, if idealistic and stubborn. He received good grades through college and majored in biology and genetics. He dreamed of researching and creating biotech that could revolutionize the world and maybe even allow people to spread around the world while allowing it to heal. Those idealistic dreams were shattered with his hiring into the research department of a prominent megacorp. A few years later the lab was destroyed in an accident and while the corp covered up everything that had been going on in the lab Marcus was missing and presumed dead in the accident.
Soon after a mysterious man only calling himself Shaper appeared in Neo York's criminal underground.
Faction Fluff: Street doctors, living weapons, poisons, drugs, cures for cancer. Yigdrasil is a strange organization founded by the mysterious Shaper. Selling gene modding and biotech through the criminal underground. Their agenda is only known to the higher ups, but they are known to pay well and give good prices. There is a rumor that everything they sell was created by Shaper and those directly under him. Some say they set up labs in old forgotten tunnels beneath the city.
Leader & Heroes: Marcus: Leader
Inventory: + [Beat-Up Hover Car]
+ [Home-Made Surgery Kit]
+ [Simplex Neurogenesis Labcoat]
+ 3 [Rusty Knives]
Skills: + [Medicane I]
+ [BioTech I]
Bonus: [Doctor Doctor!] - You've been trained in medicine and the human body, along with the biomechanical mechanisms required for enhancements. Thus you can fix people beyond the pale and produce enhancements
Connections:
Goons: + 5 [Med-School dropouts]
Free: "I'm currently setting up in an old warehouse, getting it as best to a workable environment as I can. I'll work on anyone if they can pay, just bring any of your injured over and I'll give you a fair rate."
1-3. How the hell do you go missing in an abandoned warehouse? Whatever, just check out what is in here, we will find him/her eventually.
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dfb5b7 No.32519
| Rolled 6, 44, 65 = 115 (3d100) |
>>32495
Name: "Doc Kludge"
Faction Name: Sons of the Wrench
Fluff: Kludge is the current Grandmaster of the Sons of the Wrench. He achieved his position after his predecessor Doc Boom was executed by the NPD during a ceasefire between the Sons and another gang. Kludge is old, nearly seventy, born during he space boom. He grew up in the slums and learned from an early age how to fix things when supplies ran low. He's always had a way with machines and metal, and a large part of the infrastructure that still runs in the SotW territory is based off his work. As most senior member still surviving after the ambush, he was made grandmaster unanimously.
Faction Fluff: The Son of the Wrench are 80 years old. They formed during the space rush when supplies and other essentials started to be allocated elsewhere. Where as other gangs strong-armed people into The Sons used a softer gentler, approach fixing things and taking volunteers. This worked until the NPD started cracking down across the board and raging brutal war all over the lower city. the once idyllic(by lower city standards) territory they once had was destroyed, and they were pushed back hard. As the sons were unused to dedicated fighting. Eventually the Sons stabilized themselves, but this was after a great deal of loss, of men, of territory, and of resources. Now what little they have left is fortified ruin housing their workshops and members, surrounded by as many traps and defenses as their engineering acumen can manage.
Leader & Heroes: The Doc: Leader
+Rattle-Shirt
Inventory: + [Large Scrap Pile]
+ 7 [Rusty Monkey Wrenches]
+ 2 [Hazardous Mines]
Skills: + [Item Creation I]
+ [Fortification II]
Bonus: [MacGyver’ing at its finest] – You can make just about anything from just about anything. +5 to item/other stuff creation.
Connections: None
Goons: + 8 [Wrench Sons]
Buildings: + [Shitty Booby-Trapped Project]
– Other things may be added as necessary –
An explosion lets you know that one of those filthy rats from down the street have set off one of your last mines. You need resources and you need them badly, food would be nice too. Just last week a gap in your defenses let a gang from 4th street break into your hideout and take all of your snacks, and killed 4 of your men. This has got to change; you say as you idly tinker with a mine.
Color: Bronze
1-2. Now Make some weapons.
+[MacGyver’ing at its finest] – You can make just about anything from just about anything. +5 to item/other stuff creation.
+ Item Creation I
3. Try to get some of the utilities around here working, like the water-sludge line or the nutrigreen extruders.
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dfb5b7 No.32521
| Rolled 53, 93, 30 = 176 (3d100) |
>>32494
Name: 'Deep Sewer Dweller' Robert Sterling
Fluff: Robert was born down here where people rely on each other and everyone has a duty they are proud to fulfill. Anything could have happened during the Resource Wars and the surest place of safety was deep beneath the surface. People invested technology that was state of the art and devoted their lives to building communities that could survive in harmful and even dangerous environments.
Sons inherited their father's trade skills and possessions but I have also been blessed with an intelligence equal to any task involving technology. The old and worn power armor no longer functioning and the hammer that needs new batteries, wiring and other things will have to do against the mutants and beasts that populate the deep sewers.
The systems have begun to fail and the only solution is to send someone out for the parts needed to fix them or be dispersed and forced to make the journey to the surface and start new lives from the bottom.
HP: 20/20
Inventory:
+ [Rusty Unpowered Power Armor]
+ [Rusty Unpowered Power Hammer]
+ [Boomstick] (6 shots)
+ [Fiery Stabby Stick]
+ [Healthy gogo Juice] (3 Doses)
+ [Time Stoppy Goop] (1 dose)
Skills:
+ [Smashing II]
+ [Tinkering I]
+ [Armorer I]
Bonus: [Drums from the Deep] – Deep down where even the stink from the city does not permeate, you and your people wait, and they thrive. You know things the skytouchers have forgotten, and you delve in depths that even the brightest minds above cannot comprehend. +5 to research and dealing with unusual stuff.
Connections: None
Followers: None
– Other things may be added as necessary –
The Home is sick, need parts to fix home so family does not die. Must go up to find parts, I shall return.
Ah The Soon, how could these people live here knowing that The Soon would one far away day grow large and red perhaps large enough to consume the Earth or enough to make surface dwelling impossible.
1 Find a workshop. Tools, experience, people. I have heard of the automobiles, armored two-ton protective vehicles for protecting people and goods to be moved from place to place. I could work on and repair the armor and workings of these vehicles that protect people in this dangerous world.
2 Tinkering II. If i was going to continue my stay on the surface I would need skills to earn my keep. +5
3 Make friends, Observe, favor the surface people with my aid. I have no great wealth to my name, nor do I have the technology to create what my Home needs but I could make friends and have accumulate favors with people who do have those things. It would take time and many friends.
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dfb5b7 No.32613
| Rolled 41, 54, 37 = 132 (3d100) |
>>32496
Leader & Heroes: Pimpy-G: Leader
Inventory: + 3 [Rusty Bats]
+ [Cash: $750] + 250/turn
+ 2 [Tec 29's]
+ [Beat-up Hover Car]
Skills: + [Pimping I]
+ [Gang Warfare I]
Bonus: [Started from the Bottom] - You were raised on the streets, started with nothing but your dead dad's crack pipe, and you somehow made it to the top of the streets before your betrayal. Real Niggas respect that. + 5 to dealing with Street Gangs
Connections: Various Gangs of Queens and Brooklyn: 3 - Known
Goons: + 2 [Crack Whores]
+ 4 [Hard Hitting pipe niggas]
– Other things may be added as necessary –
Fresh out, looking to crawl back to the top, all that remains of your old gang is 2 crack whores who picked you up from prison in a beat-up hover car, and 4 of your most loyal boys. Dre'Tran, Marcel, Mack, and Lil' JQ
Color: Pink
—
1-2. " The MOTHA FUCKING BOSS, I see you still wrecking it like always, these mothafucking punks don't know respect no more, you and I, we the old blood, we now respect. I want you back on my side, I ain't King Pimpy G without my lords and the 3rd Street Saints where always my best niggas" +5
3. Get myself some new guns -750 dollars
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dfb5b7 No.32629
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dfb5b7 No.32700
| Rolled 95, 26, 36 = 157 (3d100) |
>>32495
Name: Hailey 'Junk Storm' Dunlap
Fluff: Some people dream of escaping this hell and going to space. Hailey dreams of racing through this hell at speeds that would kill most people. A scavenger with a natural sense of machines and a growing library of books on engineering, Hailey wanders across Neo York with a touch of charisma and a dream of becoming the Orange Line champion.
Though she is unaffiliated with any gang or megacorp, Hailey usually has a contact with any given faction. Without them, she'd have a hard time moving about the city to search for parts to build her championship racer. To keep her little garage and workshop, she often works long into the night fixing up some bit of salvage or giving someone's ride an upgrade.
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + [Hobbyist Tools]
+ [Monkey Wrench]
+ [Project Car Frame]
+ [Apple Pie]
Skills: + [Mechanic III]
+ [Racing I]
+ [Black market Business Practices I]
Bonus: [Wrench Wench] – You know your way around machines, particularly cars. This skill has come in useful many times, and the gangs appreciate your fair fees and quality work. +10 to working on conventional cars, +5 to working on all other vehicles.
Connections: Petty Gangs of Brooklyn and Queens: 5 – Drinking Buddies
Followers: None
Buildings: + [Small Car Shop]
1. As the day starts, Hailey hopes all of those favors and promises she gathered the day before pay off. She'd promised 'Little' Louie the apple pie, since he owned the wrecker with the flat bed, and some of Louie's guys owed her a favor for some time sensitive repair work on their mothers' cars. Louie's crew really needed to stop taking their mothers' cars out for joy rides.
+ [Apple Pie]
+ [Favors from previous turn?]
[GET THE TZR 746-Z ROADMASTER!]
2.
Another morning, another round of helping her community with minor vehicle issues!
[Train Mechanic IV?]
3.
As the day goes on, someone was certain to stop in for some mechanical work.
[Fix Cars, make $$$]
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dfb5b7 No.32702
| Rolled 70, 25, 11 = 106 (3d100) |
Name: Morgan "Occisor" Lefeyyete
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + 2 [M98 Automatic Pistol]
+ 1 [Silenced “Longshot” Sniper Rifle]
+ [Armored Overcoat]
Skills: + [ Firearms I]
+ [Sneaking II]
+ [Black market Business Practices I]
Bonus: [As Quiet as a Mouse] – You’ve mastered the art of the quiet kill over your many years, starting with the local thugs on your project block to rogue cops in the Bronx. Now you find yourself in the position to assassinate anyone that people are willing to pay enough to see die, and you can get away with it too. Most times. +5 To assassination actions.
Connections: NYPD: -2 – Disliked
Upper Manhattan: 4 – Acquaintances
The Syndicate: 4 – Acquaintances
Goons: None
1.2. Fucking fuckers ain't calling. *sigh* oh well once I finish up some training I will go out job hunting. Train in firearms more 1/3 firearms II
3. Check out the news lines. Might be some good gangwars going on. Gangers don't have the money of the syndicates but it's still good pay when you can take out the enemy bosses.
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dfb5b7 No.32745
| Rolled 12, 3 = 15 (2d100) |
>>32496
Stat Sheet:
Name: Cord Silverman
Fluff: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4IISUZC33Q
There are relics of the past left in the old abandoned parts of the city: the old tenements, the sewers, the subways, and the trash heaps which dot the city. There are men who plumb the depths of the old world to bring these treasures to light. Some do it to make a profit. Some do it to build a collection. Cord Silverman does it because he believes that the secrets to humanity's salvation are preserved in the dark places where man has not walked in over a century. Something within those catacombs of the past is the key to saving the world. Perhaps it is some great technology, which will send mankind to the stars. Perhaps it is an ancient weapon, the wielder of which could unify mankind and impose order on the chaotic world. Perhaps it is simply a find of such great value, that the scavenger Cord Silverman will take his place among the rich and powerful of the world.
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Stat Sheet:
Name: Cord Silverman
Fluff: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4IISUZC33Q
There are relics of the past left in the old abandoned parts of the city: the old tenements, the sewers, the subways, and the trash heaps which dot the city. There are men who plumb the depths of the old world to bring these treasures to light. Some do it to make a profit. Some do it to build a collection. Cord Silverman does it because he believes that the secrets to humanity's salvation are preserved in the dark places where man has not walked in over a century. Something within those catacombs of the past is the key to saving the world. Perhaps it is some great technology, which will send mankind to the stars. Perhaps it is an ancient weapon, the wielder of which could unify mankind and impose order on the chaotic world. Perhaps it is simply a find of such great value, that the scavenger Cord Silverman will take his place among the rich and powerful of the world.
==============================
Stats - Hero
HP: 20/20
Inventory: + [“Sensual” Exo-Suit]
+ [Omnitech Multi-tool]
Skills: + [Tinkering I]
+ [Item Creation I]
+ [Scavenging II]
Bonus: [The Best Scrap is at the Bottom] – You’ve been picking for the better part of your adult life, and you know where to look and what to do. +10 to Scavenging rolls
Connections: None
Followers: None
– Other things may be added as necessary –
1/2. Should be easy enough to remember this place. While I'm here, I'm going to look around, do an inventory, and see what kind of stuff there is here. Three categories: Supplies, items to sell, and items to keep. Perhaps I can find a way to hide the vault more effectively from other scavengers. [Search vault, take inventory, maybe hide it]
3. Once the loot is secured, and the vault hidden, I can go farther down. The vault itself can be used as a sort of base camp, allowing me to go deeper than ever before. [Keep exploring]
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dfb5b7 No.32746
| Rolled 9 (1d100) |
>>32745
Shit fuck cocking mother cunt sucking heck.
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dfb5b7 No.32748
| Rolled 3, 87, 43 = 133 (3d100) |
>>32496
Name: Dire Mike
Faction Name: The Wireleggers
Fluff: Dire Mike has no known history or origin. Lacking any records, the man is known only for his peculiar street name and his extensive cybernetic enhancements. You don't fuck with a man that has a chainsaw arm.
Faction Fluff: The Wireleggers are Dire Mike's racket of black market cybernetics dealers. They supply and run multiple "chopshops" where citizens can pay a modest fee and get cybernetic prosthetics or graftings without having to deal with any of the legal hassle or the extraordinary waiting times. Of course, there's quite a bit of -interest- on the payments. Cybernetic surgeons are few in number, and a shiny pair of cyber-eyes or a chrome-plated cyber-arm aren't exactly cheap…
Inventory: + 2 [Cybernetic Installation Harness]
+ [Small Scrap supply]
+ 3 [Rusty Machetes]
Skills: + [Cybernetic Install/Removal II]
+ [Black market Business Practices I]
Bonus: [The Man with no Name] - People know you and they don't know you. You can find contacts and disappear quicker than anyone else in the Bronx.
Connections: The Syndicate: 2 - Noticed
Goons: + 5 [Wannabe Mechanics]
Contacts: + Ware Dealer [Cyber Nan]
Buildings: + [Shitty Rundown Chop Shop]
1. I'm the best at what I do, but what I also need to be best at? Building the shit if I have to.
Learn Cyberware Construction.
2. Improve that Chop Shop. Better shop means better business. Better business is more money.
3. Take Nan out to lunch at that neo-Italian joint, Vito's. The soy-noodles and solyent chicken are top notch, and they're a good conversation starter while we get to the meat of the thing: we need more scrap.
Acquire more Scrap Metal.
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dfb5b7 No.32749
>>32748
Average Run-Down Chop Shop 2/5
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dfb5b7 No.32754
| Rolled 81 (1d100) |
>>32700
"M-m-m-ma'am, this is for you," Jess mumbles as he shakily hands the mechanic his [Tear Stained Love Letter]. "I-I watch you sometimes when you aren't looking. I-I-I love y-you." A single tear rolls down Jess's cheek and falls onto the page.
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dfb5b7 No.32755
>>32754
Hailey blinks at the man handing her some sort of letter. Oh crap, is this guy a stalker? What the hell is in those jugs he carried in here?
"T-thanks." She carefully takes the letter, looks at it, and places it on the counter top. "You're the Eagle owner, right? Those hover engines are going to run you three hundred dollars. First recalibration to the system is free, but you shouldn't need that for uh, three months or so?"
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dfb5b7 No.32756
| Rolled 82 (1d100) |
>>32755
"I-I don't have the money. Could I pay you with… a d-d-date? I-I could read to you from my philosophy book instead." Jess takes a step closer to Hailey, tears ready to form at the first hint of rejection, his face red and twisted into what would appear to be something near a smile.
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dfb5b7 No.32759
>>32756
Hailey sighs. "Dates don't pay the bills for this place, I'm afraid. Do you have any money? I can barter to a point, but I can't work if I can't keep the lights on, you know?"
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dfb5b7 No.32760
| Rolled 29 (1d100) |
>>32759
Jess begins to bawl as tears roll down his face. "I JUST WANTED A SIMPLE DATE AND NOW YOU DUNN WANN DAAATEEEEEEEE," He cries, his words slurring and becoming less and less ineligible. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a fist full of $1 bills from the store robbery. "AEDONNNHAVEMUNNEEEEEEEEEE."
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dfb5b7 No.32761
>>32760
Hailey looks at the bawling man as if he just asked a child with terminal cancer what they want to be when they grow up.
"Step outside, get a hold of yourself, and either step back in here when you've calmed down enough to talk about installments or when you've got the full amount."
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dfb5b7 No.32762
>>32761
Jess curls up on the floor and cries into his black leather jacket's sleeve."IJUSTWANNADATEWITHANICEGIRLLLLLLL" He begins to drool onto the floor as he does so, tears and snot pooling into a mess his cheek pressed against the ground. He releases his grip on the singles in his hand, letting them sit in a small pile beside him.
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dfb5b7 No.32763
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dfb5b7 No.32764
>>32762
"And that would be 'I will come back when I have $300', I presume."
Hailey heads into the garage, locks the door behind her and quickly disconnects an important coupling on the Eagle's new engines.
Thankfully, she was expecting one of the locals to stop by soon.
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dfb5b7 No.32793
| Rolled 49, 36, 71 = 156 (3d100) |
Name: Jess E. Nightsoil
Fluff: Every so often, the conservative arguments put forward about the nature of human evil and freedom hold merit. Every so often, an example of such feared assertions can be found, and those examples do much to support the most draconian impositions on human life – faced with such trauma caused by such creatures, human liberty must yield and all things good are left a shattered mess of violated tears. Indeed, such men, if they might be called men, are are hard to find, but they do exist: men like Jess E. Nightsoil are of sort. They are evil. Pure evil. but in no simple way that is simple or average – men such as him traumatize societies and cause them to question their own blood, doubt their faith, fear for their children, and hate their fellow man. Perhaps it is right for them to question these things: men such as Jess are inexplicable, awful, and persistent. They have no cause, and no solution. They frighten all souls. They are pointless in their viciousness. Utterly pointless.
Inventory:
+ [Philosophy book: Marx]
+ [El Doucho Brand Hair gel]
+ [Derringer Revolver]
+ [Tear Stained Love Letter]
+ [1 L of Ammonia]
+ [1 L of Bleach]
+ [$ 200]
Skills: None
Bonus: [Hatred] - God everything and everyone sucks, I hate this world so much and want to see it burn. God it’s so hard being middle class and white, Jesus. I just want to get a 3d waifu to snuggle and gosh dernit I can't handle it anymore! +10 To violent actions, -5 to dealing with women.
Connections:
+ None
Followers:
+ None
1. I'm going to go online and find like-minded individuals who appreciate my superior self. I will let them know that they are below me as I do so. THEY ARE SCUM, I WILL HOST A GAME FOR THEM, BUT IT WILL BE MY GAME AND SHOULD THEY REFUSE, I WON'T LET THEM PLAY IN MY SUPERIOR GAMES.
2. "… I just fuckin' hate this world. And the human worms feasting on its corpus. My whole life is just cold, bitter hatred. And I always wanted to die violently. This is the time of vengeance and no life is worth saving. And I will put in the grave as many as I can. It's time for me to kill. And it's time for me to die. My genocide crusade begins here," I say as mix my ammonia and bleach, throwing the mixture into another hardware store. I need more supplies and cash.
3. My heart is crushed. Rejection. Pain. Suffering. I must write a new letter, a better letter, if I am to win the mechanic's heart.
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dfb5b7 No.34719
Hey OP, can I still join or is the thread dead?
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