death tribble

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Shadowrun 2070 – the main difference being that 2050 is cyberpunk as imagined in the 80s, and 2070 as it's imagined now. Wifi, Augmented Reality, RFID chips and 3D Printing everywhere.

Streetrat: Son of Labrat, Ork Rigger
Ripper K: Orca-form Changeling, Face and Brawler
Oracle: White-hat hacker
Giant Dad: Apparently human, also supposedly called The Legend, who rumour holds has been around forever.
Astronauta Peligroso: Troll Luchadore
Ocelot: Elf gunslinger

Giant Dad: I'm going to call you Astroboy. So what brings you to Seattle, Astroboy?
Astronauta: The food.

Oracle: We COULD strap you down and have a machine-gun installed in your arse. If you really want.

Ripper OoC: I wonder if the Tokyo Parasite Museum has got any interesting specimens since the start of the Sixth Age.
Giant Dad: Probably – behold! The Insect Shaman! And its natural enemy, the Dwarf with the Incendiary Grenade Launcher.
Ocelot: We call him Warhammer.
Giant Dad: Check out the front of the museum, where you can get the action figure! Comes with its own lighter. Start 'em young.
Ocelot: Known bugs – may set your entire house on fire.
Giant Dad: Has been known to start laughing in the presence of naked flame.

Insect Spirits are bad news. Just ask Chicago. THAT was the kind of situation that would have required experts, like our old characters.

Inkubus: You really want to give me the chance to set off a nuclear device in the middle of an Insect Hive? Wow – I thought I'd never get to top that Ambergel factory.

GM: On goes the mask.
Astronauta: It never comes off. I Live Every Day In The Luchadore Way.

The other PCs haven’t met the charming but rather fearsome-looking Ripper before, and are further unaware of his ‘adult entertainment’ work. This leads to some amusing conversations.

Giant Dad: What the fuck is that!
Ripper K: The name's Ripper – nice to meet you.
Ocelot: I'm Elise – I mean Ocelot!
Ripper K: That's OK, most of the people I work with use assumed names.

Astronauta: You look like you could go a few rounds – we should give it a go some time.
Ripper K: Thanks. I'd enjoy that.
GM: *hysterical laughter*

Off to the Infinity Club, where the music is as loud as can be expected, despite our ear-plugs.

Streetrat: I can still hear it – it's coming in through my Eustachian tubes.

Ocelot OoC: I'm wondering if we've been hired by Inkubus. 'Ah, I can't be bothered recovering it myself – I'll just hire somebody'
Streetrat OoC: 'I've got six girls to entertain'

This is, as you may have guessed, the same module he's already run for Ripper and another group of players. I guess I won't be doubling up my XP points then, and I'll have to try extra hard to suppress player knowledge. Not that I mind, overly - it's easy enough to let the other players come up with ideas, then run with them. Anyway - Nabo, the Ork music star and likely after the stolen disc.

Giant Dad: He sounds like an Ork version of Justin Beiber. I hate him already.

Ripper K: I wonder if my agent knows his agent.
Oracle: Are you talking about Agent Programs?
Ripper K: No, theatrical agent. Well, specialist theatre.

The module now takes a different path to the version our GM ran online for the other players. Oracle hits the social media to locate which hotel Nabo is staying at, and dispatches a mini-blimp drone through which he can hack into Nabo's internet node. We probably won't even have to go to the concert.

Oracle's player: This will take a while.
GM: No it won't.
Oracle's player: Wait, what?
GM: He left an open node.
Oracle: OK gang, this is going to take a few hou- ….. scratch that, this guy is a complete moron.

Oracle gleefully forwards everything Nabo is doing to the rest of the team, and plants one of his software agents inside the node.

Oracle: ORAC, you're up.
Ripper K: Do you have one named Zen, as well?

Undeleting Nabo's data enables us to backtrack to a elven decker named Zipper, and the Cathode Glow Club, and any amount of unreleased song lyrics and Ork Porn. Also a photo of the stolen disc, and a disc sleeve saying "Carrion Sessions '48 - For Enlightenment, seek out absent friends." The plan – have Ripper seduce Zipper. Complication – Ripper doesn't know a damn thing about retro tech.

Giant Dad: We need to geek him up.
Oracle: What? Oh, you mean Clank.
Giant Dad: How do you feel about spikes?
Oracle: Nah – cogs and brass.

Giant Dad: You'll need to wear a top hat.
Ripper K: I've worn worse.
Astronauta: And a monocle.

The augmented reality sprites at the club all have googly eyes, like Clippy. And they're all watching us.

Streetrat: If any of them actually are Clippy they have to die.
Ocelot: We're being watched by the spirit of Microsoft Office

Giant Dad: And then a barfight broke out over Mario Party.

Ripper manages to seduce not only Zipper, but her dwarf friend as well, and after reducing them both to happy unconsciousness unlocks the door for everybody else. The disc isn't in her apartment, but there is a handwritten letter from one Loomis directing her to set up the auction. There's a Kerwin Loomis who runs a nightclub called Coda out in the Barrens.

Streetrat: Coder as in programmer or Coda as in epilogue?
Ripper K: It's a musical term too. So that's two links. And a pun, too, since the disc has musical data.

Ripper K: At this rate the client is going to regret agreeing to that early completion bonus.

The Coda is the worst kind of dive. Happily, Loomis has an apartment above the club, and Streetrat's drones spot the suspicious activity next door before we blunder into it ourselves. He switches his POV to one of the drones and investigates closer – there's a team of armed and armoured individuals watching the club. And one of them is probably a mage. Happily, suddenly appearing at all the doors and windows with two armed drones and three scary-looking individuals demoralises them so completely they readily agree to Ripper's terms. They go wait at the local Stuffer Shack, while we – still posing as some kind of Barrens organised crime syndicate – go have a private word with Mr Loomis. Then they can do whatever they like with him. Evidently nobody told this team of runners that another team had been hired for the job. We head in to have a polite chat with Loomis, who panics and threatens to break the disc. He also insists the disc was willed to him by his father – the big-name rocker K-spot. There never was a theft.

Oracle: So how much were we being paid not to care?

Loomis caves, especially after he finds out just how many people already know about the disc.

Giant Dad: How much are you willing to pay to get out of here alive?

We drop Loomis off at the Ork Underground and head back to the Cathode Glow to use their vintage tech to find out what's actually ON this disc. It seems to be music data, as claimed, but there are multiple levels of encryption on it.

Giant Dad: Don't mind us, Astronauta and I will just be having Fight Club outside.
Ripper K: If anybody asks just tell them you're re-enacting John Carpenter films.

The music is melancholy and introspective.

Giant Dad: We're listening to Linkin Park?

But since we're good shadowrunners, it's time to take the disc to the client. We'll just neglect to mention the one-to-one copy we made so Oracle can run full decryption on it. We will include all the data we have on that other team, including the number of their fixer. But either way, our Mr Johnson seems very pleased – especially since we got it all done in less than 24 hours. The other group of players is still slogging through the same module four sessions later - and that other shadowrunner team are probably still waiting at the Stuffer Shack.




D&D - mostly a continuation of a dungeon crawl, and the capture of the enemy wizard, whereupon things become Political. It's always so helpful when the bad guys keep copies of their correspondence around the lair.

Kavorog: Murder and psychopathy are all part of being an adventurer.

We find a satchel full of potions and adventuring gear in the bottom of a cistern.

Kavorog: Looks like a bug-out bag. Or a bugbear-out bag.

GM: What do you want to do with these guys?
Lamech: Skin them and use their scrotums as a coin purse.
GM: You're a bloodthirsty little... aren't you?

To a prisoner -

Lamech: So, Mr. Human Shield – you don't mind me calling you Human Shield, do you? - What else should we know about this dungeon?

Yeah that one. The woman defence lawyer is such a rotten person. And typically the French are bedhopping. But I like the two cop subordinates Gilou and Tintin.
 
Am now watching The Island at the Top of The World which I fondly remember.

The shadowrunners were an ork/troll group. Against stereotype, they specialized in stealth, subtlety, bluff, illusion, deception and misdirection.
 
Cast of characters: 
Dent: ork, rat shaman
No-Step: ork, snake shaman, healer
Byte Force: ork, decker, chemist
Eye Spy: ork, rigger, drones, paramedic
Audacity Jane: ork, combat, stealth, security systems
Jonathan Bridges / Happy Jack: troll, combat, disguise, negotiator
Urlan Manes (NPC): President/CEO of Global Technologies; hired the team to recover stolen goods
Roxanne Wunter (NPC): Senior VP at Global; Urlan's liaison to the team
Thomas Martelli Jr. (NPC): Senior VP at Global; Urlan's rival
Tee Hee (NPC): a decker, a thief, and a former Global employee
BTL chips: "better-than-life" chips; stick one in your datajack and get an illegal high; addictive; repeated use causes brain damage; the 2050 equivalent of hardcore drugs
 
Dreamchipper - What do you do with a captured decker?
This module was previously described by Drhoz (here).
 
The team had been hired to recover several chips stolen from Global Technologies. Tee Hee (one of the thieves) had been captured by the team ... but he didn't have the data chips.
 
Dent took the usual shortcut of using Mind Probe on Tee Hee, who turned out to be a treasure trove of information.
 
Dent: "A fixer named Cooperman made the arrangements for the theft. But Thomas Martelli was the person who bribed Tee Hee and told him to follow Cooperman's instructions."
Happy Jack: "How much was the bribe?"
Dent: "A Fairlight Excalibur cyberdeck."
Byte Force: "Most deckers would betray anyone for a Fairlight Excalibur."
No-Step: "Does that mean we need to start worrying about your loyalty?"
Byte Force: "I can't be bought that easily."
Dent: "Because we already stole one for you."
 
Dent: "Tee Hee calls these things Dreamchips. They're a skillchip that uses experimental BTL technology."
Byte Force: "Why on earth would they do that?"
Dent: "They're using it to bypass the normal limitations on a skillchip. The Dreamchip contains a false personality which overrides the user's normal personality. Somehow that allows the chip to transfer more skills to the user."
No-Step: "And the false personality controls the user's actions?"
Dent: "Yes. They're planning to sell these to the military. They could create instant soldiers, officers, spies and assassins."
No-Step: "That's unethical. There ought to be a law against that."
Dent: "There is. The use of BTL technology makes it illegal. They're counting on the military not caring."
Happy Jack: "That's probably why they want to keep this job particularly quiet."
Audacity Jane: "Do we get a bonus if we 'silence' the thieves?"
 
When Tee Hee trashed the R&D files, he left an uncorrupted copy on Thomas Martelli's datastore. It was time for the decker to earn his dues.
 
Byte Force: (to Dent) "Fish around in Tee Hee's brain for a map to Global's computer network."
Dent: "They probably changed the security codes since he left."
Byte Force: "That's true, but they probably didn't change the system architecture."
 
Byte Force found everything he was looking for, and a lot more.
 
Thomas Martelli had instigated the plot. He had contacted Booker Pengrave, an executive at Hollywood Simsense Entertainment, a rival simsense company. By stealing the Dreachip prototypes and R&D, Global's value would crash. HSE and Pengrave would be able to acquire Global cheaply. Then HSE could manufacture and sell the Dreamchips. For his role, Thomas Martelli would become an executive at HSE.
 
Eye Spy: "I think Urlan made the understatement of the year when he called Junior 'an annoyance'."
Dent: "When are you going to pass this information on to Roxanne?"
Happy Jack: "For now, I'm not."
Eye Spy: "Why not?"
Happy Jack: "Urlan is paying us to recover the stolen merchandise, not for information related to the thieves. He was quite specific about that. I'm willing to sell him the information we've discovered, but he hasn't paid us for it yet."
 
Byte Force: "I found some notes about the team that did the run on Global. They say that 'Val' the rigger is running 'Cleo'. They also say that 'Griffin' the street samurai is 'messed up with Jack the Ripper'." (pause) "What personalities are on those Dreamchips?"
Dent used Mind Probe on Tee Hee again.
Dent: "Jack the Ripper, Cleopatra and Genghis Khan."
Eye Spy: "What kind of lunatic would think those personalities were a great idea?"
Audacity Jane: "People who watch the history channel for fun."
 
Dent: "Apparently the Jack-the-Ripper chip started out as a spy, but it turned out to be too homicidal ... so they turned it into an assassin."
Byte Force: "I know that strategy of product design. It's not a bug. It's a feature."
 
Dent: "The Genghis Khan chip is supposed to have all of the skills to be a great military leader."
No-Step: "So it turns the user into a megalomaniac, then gives him the skills to carry those ambitions to fruition."
Dent: "Without an army, that's not too dangerous."
Audacity Jane: "And if he goes up to Fort Lewis and recruits an army...?"
Eye Spy: "Oh @#$%! We're going to have to fight an entire army to get just one chip?"
Audacity Jane: "No. At worst, that just means we'll need to get the chip out of a Fort Lewis morgue."
Eye Spy: "The morgue?"
Audacity Jane: "There's a long-standing tradition of snipers shooting military leaders."
 
Dent: "The Cleopatra chip is designed for extended espionage assignments."
Eye Spy: "And it's based entirely on powerful men's habit of doing all of their thinking below the waist."
No-Step: "We should brainstorm who she might seduce. That might narrow down where we should investigate."
Happy Jack: (ticking off on his fingers) "Governor Schultz, any general or admiral based in Seattle, any top executive at a Tier 1 or Tier 2 megacorp, any mafioso capo or yakuza oyabun..." (pause) "Have we narrowed our investigation down sufficiently?"
No-Step: "..."
 
Byte Force: "I discovered why Martelli and Urlan hate each other." (pause) "Martelli's father, Thomas Martelli, Sr., changed his will shortly after his son goblinized. Urlan became the new beneficiary."
Eye Spy: "His father was such a racist that he disinherited his son? That sucks."
No-Step: "Is Urlan a racist?"
Happy Jack: "He and Roxanne clearly dislike Martelli, but I don't know whether that's racial bias or personal animosity."
Dent: "Did either of them seem biased against you?"
Happy Jack: "No, but some people have a bias against orks, but not trolls." (pause) "Urlan is clearly interested in keeping Martelli's inheritance for himself, regardless of racial bias."
No-Step: "I'm not entirely certain we're working for the right side in all of this."
Happy Jack: "I would say we're working for the wrong side. We don't help people oppress orks and trolls." (pause) "So how do we fulfill our agreement with Urlan, get paid, and still ensure that Martelli wins?"
GM: (headdesk)
 
There remained a small problem of what to do with Tee Hee. Jack and Jane solved the problem using a backboard, handcuffs, straps and a magemask.
 
No-Step: "You two seem extremely competent at this. Is there something that you're not telling us?"
Audacity Jane: "Why don't I tie you up the same way, then you can find out for yourself."
 
Happy Jack also plugged Tee Hee into a simsense player.
 
Happy Jack: "It's hard to plan an escape when you're immersed in an action VR."
Dent: "Harder still if you plug him into porn."
Happy Jack: "Given the number of sex scenes in the 'action' simsenses, there's not much difference."
 
In order to give Tee Hee meals and bathroom breaks, Jack and Jane would turn off all the lights, then untie him (using their thermographic vision to watch him).
 
Tee Hee: (sitting on the toilet in the dark) "It's no use. I can't go when somebody's watching me."
Audacity Jane: "I'm tired of this drek. I'm just going to slit your throat and be done with it."
Tee Hee had the predictable involuntary reaction to overwhelming fear.
Audacity Jane: "It looks like you can go when somebody's watching you."
 
Next ... Kick the Khan.

Spiral season 1. This is a French policier. It shows how the judiciary works in France which is radically different to what we have in Britain or what is shown of America.
A woman has been found in a skip and her body is disfigured. The police investigation slowly turns up something nasty.
Each episode also has a seperate crime that is looked at either by the police or the judicary. Entertaining.

Did you hear about the guy who got frozen down to -273.15 C?
 
He's 0 K now.

What do you have left if a pig eats all of your watermelon?
Pork rinds.
 
What happened to the hen that ate gun powder?
She laid hen grenades.
 
Why was the mouse crying?
He found out his father was a rat.
 
What's grosser than a three-headed spider with forty eyes?
Not much.

https://www.yahoo.com/movies/robert-downey-jr-bionic-iron-man-arm-for-little-113436954617.html

You can use this in your game

You do what my mom did, and have the first coherent sentence out of her mouth be "Is she pregnant?"
 
No, I'm not making that up.

Get married. Take that, Alanis!

Just a few more.
 
I have lots of images for characters and locations. Mostly posted alot of shadowrun images in the shadowrun forums but as of late I got a hold of alot of super images so let me post a few more
 
Name: Julie Andrews 
 
Alias: Workers Spirit
 
Age:32
 
Powers: Super Strength, Super Speed, Invulnerability, No Need for Sleep, Earth Control, Able to Summon any tools needed for a job, Powers over construction and demolitions, Sledge Hammer can send a strong shock wave, Able to deflect bullets, Immune environmental effects such as extreme heat and cold.
 
 
Description: Julie Andrews is a descendent of a Norse god. It's unknown to her which one and none of the Norse gods will say but she was left gifts on her 18th birthday and since then has been fighting back the forces of ice giants. When not fighting she works as a construction worker helping quickly fix damage done during super fights. She is strong willed like any demigod working their way up to becoming a goddess even as strong willed and arrogant she is kind at heart and will always put herself in danger to protect anyone who needs it.  
 
 

 
Name: 
 
Olga Xenia YezhovAlias: Soviet Super Woman
 
Age:32
 
 
Powers: Super Strength, Super Speed, Invulnerability,Super Sonic Flight,Laser Vision, Enhanced Stamina, Brick Tricks
 
Description:To this day it's unknown how Olga got her super powers some believe mutation other believe some kind of Russian experiment trying to make super soldiers or she is some kind Alien baby. No matter the truth it does not matter because now she uses them to protect mother Russia from any an all dangers. She got famous a super villain by Tundra try to destroy Moscow with a neutron bomb she was able to not only contain the blast but also stop tundra's Nazi undead army from invading from space. In her normal she is an ex-military solider who now works as a personal coach. She has a child unknown to her created by Tundra now training to take down soviet superwoman and replace her. 
 





 
A super with a great singing voice hmmmm Siren sounds like a good super name for her

The shadowrunners were an ork/troll group. Against stereotype, they specialized in stealth, subtlety, bluff, illusion, deception and misdirection.
 
Cast of characters: 
Dent: ork, rat shaman
No-Step: ork, snake shaman, healer
Byte Force: ork, decker, chemist
Eye Spy: ork, rigger, drones, paramedic
Audacity Jane: ork, combat, stealth, security systems
Jonathan Bridges / Happy Jack: troll, combat, disguise, negotiator
Mr. Johnson (NPC): the name given to anonymous employers of shadowrunners
 
Dreamchipper - Upper Management
This module was previously described by Drhoz (here and here).
 
Ms. Johnson: "I am looking for some professionals to assist my employer in retrieving some stolen property. The job must be carried out by a low-profile group that can recover the goods with a minimum of attention. Are you whom I am looking for?"
Jonathan Bridges: "The people I work with specialize in 'low-profile' and 'minimum of attention.' As long as the price is right, I'll make it happen."
Ms. Johnson: "Excellent. This is not exactly the place for a business meeting. We will meet at The Banshee at exactly 1:00 a.m. Ask for Urlan."
Jonathan Bridges: (muttering to himself as she walked away) "The Banshee isn't exactly a great place for a business meeting either."
 
No-Step: "Ms. Johnson has a tail. He didn't look like a second bodyguard."
Jonathan Bridges: "Let's tail the tail. I'd like to get acquainted with the opposition."
Concealed by No-Step's city spirit, the pair easily tailed Ms. Johnson, her bodyguard, and their tail ... until Ms. Johnson boarded a private helicopter....
Jonathan Bridges: "She can afford a private helicopter, but she can't afford to meet anyplace nicer than a dive bar in the Barrens?"
No-Step pulled out his binoculars, to get a better look at the helicopter. The tail pulled out a phone, presumably to report in. Happy Jack pulled out his collapsible naginata, to terminate the call before it happened.
[shhkkkht]
tail: (seeing a well-dressed troll holding a naginata) "Oh God! No!!"
Jonathan Bridges: (slamming the blunt end of the haft into the tail) "At least you got my name right."
 
Ms. Johnson's tail was just a street snitch who had been hired over the phone, for 100 nuyen, to see who she met with.
 
Thanks to No-Step's binoculars (and the orkish ability to see in the dark), the team was able to determine that the helicopter belonged to Global Technologies, a small local skillsoft and simsense corporation.
 
Eye Spy: "It's a small company named 'Global'. I think somebody's compensating for something."
 
Important global employees (NPCs):
Urlan Manes: president and CEO of Global Technologies; Native American; presumably the "Urlan" Jonathan was going to meet with
Roxanne Wunter: VP of Global's skillsoft division; also the Ms. Johnson at the previous meeting
Thomas Martelli / Junior: VP of Global's entertaniment division; an ork
 
Byte Force: "Whatever they need us for, it's big. It involves the CEO and a senior VP."
Happy Jack: "According to my contacts, their annual shareholders' meeting is Friday. It's shaping up to be a showdown between Urlan Manes and Thomas Martelli."
No-Step: "So the snitch could have been hired for some intracorporate spying unrelated to the theft."
Audacity Jane: "That doesn't help much if Martelli starts interfering with our investigation."
Happy Jack: "A boardroom battle may explain the secrecy. They may be trying to hide the theft from the shareholders ... or from Martelli."
No-Step: "Don't knock out the next snitch, Jack. Let's see if we can feed him misinformation instead."
 
Roxanne clearly expected the team to arrive just before 1 a.m., giving them plenty of time to arrive first. The team decided to arrive first and do a proper reconnaissance.
 
No-Step: "There's a front bar that's full of customers. There's a back bar that's currently empty. Then there's a private back room off of that back bar."
Dent: "Kind of obvious where the meeting is."
 
Audacity Jane and Dent stationed themselves in the front bar, posing as normal customers. Urlan and Roxanne arrived 20 minutes early, accompanied by two bodyguards. Since the bar lacked magickal protections, No-Step and a hearth spirit stood watch in the Astral. Jonathan arrived 3 minutes before 1 a.m. And was directed to the back bar, where Roxanne and the bodyguards waited.
 
Jonathan Bridges: "Good to see you again, Ms. Wunter. Shall we step into the back room and speak with Mr. Manes?"
Roxanne Wunter: "How do you know who we are?"
Jonathan Bridges: "You're hiring a team of investigators. I asked them to demonstrate their competence."
Roxanne Wunter: "..."
Jonathan Bridges: "As you were leaving our previous meeting someone tailed you."
Roxanne Wunter: "Who?"
Jonathan Bridges: (showing her a picture of the unconscious tail) "Anyone you know?"
 
Roxanne escorted Jonathan into the back room, which was appointed with a vinyl couch a card table, a few chairs, and a naked light bulb dangling from the ceiling.
 
Jonathan Bridges: "Mr. Manes. I see you chose this spot for the ambiance."
Urlan Manes: (turning on the white noise generator) "No ... for the amenities."
 
Urlan Manes: "Last night, a member of my staff assisted several thieves in stealing three data chips from my company. Although security put up a spirited defense, all of the thieves managed to get away. I must have these chips back. The thieves are of little consequence. The stolen merchandise is vital."
Jonathan Bridges: "I like clear priorities."
Urlan Manes: "Time is of the essence. However, you must complete this job silently. Even a hint of your activities could be disastrous."
Jonathan Bridges: "My team prefers quiet jobs. I'm sure the current possessor of your property will eventually notice that it's missing, however."
 
Of course, the meeting was interrupted by someone who already knew about the "quiet" job.
 
Audacity Jane: (over the radio link to Jonathan) "Heads up. There's a well-dressed ork headed your way, plus four bodyguards armed with sliverguns."
Jonathan jumped up from his chair and braced himself against the door.
Urlan Manes: "What are you doing?"
Jonathan Bridges: "Are you expecting company? A well-dressed ork with an armed entourage?"
Urlan and Roxanne: (looking at each other and rolling their eyes) "Junior."
Jonathan Bridges: "Junior?"
Urlan Manes: "Thomas Martelli, Jr. His late father founded Global's entertainment division. Junior is the VP of that division."
[thud]
Someone tried to slam open the door ... with a spectacular lack of success ... thanks to the troll braced against it.
 
Jonathan Bridges: (opening the door) "Mr. Martelli. I'm Jonathan Bridges. It's a pleasure to meet you." (pause) "Would you mind having your bodyguards stay out here? Nobody else brought theirs into the meeting."
Thomas Martelli, Jr.: "And what if they decide not to stay out here?"
Jonathan Bridges: "If your bodyguards try to force their way into this room, my bodyguards might interpret that as a hostile act, which would be ... unfortunate."
Thomas looked past Jonathan, but only saw Urlan and Roxanne. He then looked around the back bar, but only saw his four bodyguards, Urlan's bodyguard and Roxanne's bodyguard.
Thomas Martelli, Jr.: (sneering) "What bodyguards. I don't see any bodyguards."
Jonathan Bridges: "Good."
Thomas Martelli, Jr.: "..."
Jonathan stepped aside to let Thomas in.
Thomas Martelli, Jr.: (entering the room) "Urlan, and the lovely Roxanne. It seems I was not notified of this impromptu company meeting."
Urlan Manes: (smiling smugly) "I left a message. Perhaps if you check your voice mail?"
Thomas Martelli, Jr.: (sarcastically) "Of course you did." (looking over at Jonathan) "Is this your investigator? How delightful."
Jonathan Bridges: "I'm a fixer. I employ investigators. And other ... talented individuals."
Thomas Martelli, Jr.: (giving a wheezing laugh) "You will, no doubt, prove as efficient and loyal as Urlan's pet, Tee Hee."
Urlan turned red at that statement.
Thomas Martelli, Jr.: (leaving the room) "If you need my assistance, well, you know where to find me."
 
Urlan assured Jonathan that "Junior" was merely an annoyance, and unrelated to the investigation.
 
Tee Hee, on the other hand, was Urlan's (former) star programmer. He had assisted the thieves in the heist, and had thoroughly wiped the R&D files for the experimental chips. He was also the naive and forgetful sort. Roxanne had gone to his apartment, only to discover that he'd been kicked out weeks before for forgetting to pay his rent.
 
No-Step (ooc): I think this team is full of experts on figuring out where people end up when they can't afford their rent.
 
Urlan Manes offered the right price, so the meeting concluded. Forewarned by the events at the previous location, they quickly noticed that someone was tailing Jonathan.
 
Jonathan Bridges: (over the radio link) "Here's a perfect opportunity to spread some disinformation, but we only have a couple minutes to come up with a plan and implement it."
No-Step: "No problem. It's never taken less than thirty minutes to come up with a plan before."
 
Eye Spy: "We could disguise ourselves as Lone Star and arrest you."
Dent: "What does that accomplish?"
Eye Spy: "Um..."
Byte Force: "They will think Jack's in jail, rather than investigating anything."
Eye Spy: "Yeah. What he said."
 
It took less than an hour to determine that Tee Hee was crashing at the apartment of a former Seattle University professor.
 
Dent: "Sleep with your professors. Get good grades -and- free rent."
No-Step: "It worked for you."
 
Tee Hee was easily and quietly abducted from the apartment.
 
Eye Spy: "That seemed too easy. Does anyone else think that was too easy?"
Audacity Jane: "You're accustomed to performing extractions from corporate high security sites. Extractions from low security apartments are supposed to be easy by comparison."
 
Byte Force: "That professor is going to be surprised to wake up and find Tee Hee gone."
Dent: "If Tee Hee's as much of an airhead as Roxanne said, then he won't be surprised. Disappointed, but not surprised."
 
Next ... What do you do with a captured decker early in the morning?