|From:||Steve Mancini mancini@******.com|
|Subject:||2 Storylines I am brainstorming|
|Date:||Wed, 10 May 2000 23:11:48 -0700 (PDT)|
there I am working on:
Run Idea #1:
We all know about Seattle's slums.. well the runners are hired by a lodge
of Rat Shamans who control a landfill - payment can come in many forms, including
materials scrounged from the dump - sure you might think it is trash but for
someone who has been to a junkyard/dump you know that interesting things are
discarded.. including family heirlooms.
The Run - they have found a brother rat shaman dead, in his hovel, a single
.22 in the old brain pain. Scrawled on a page beside him is the words:
"I feel so alone...."
Behind the Scenes:
The Rat shaman in question did kill himself. After he escaped from a secret
research facility - where he was turned mundane.
The research facility is a pharmeceutical R&D location used to make better
and safer medical patches for mages -- our lowly rat was a kidnapped guinea
pig - repeatedly subjected to chemical doses until the point where he was
mundane beyond repair - re-conditioned and thrown to the streets.. the
shaman could not live without Rat - so he killed himself.
The runners are hired to find out what happened - they have a dead corpse,
trace chemicals in him, stories of him being dropped off.. how the runners
will proceed.. I am not sure.
Run Idea #2:
The runners are hired to locate a missing data courrier - turns out the courrier
was whacked by a pimp and his body (data included) was solder to a Redmond legend,
'Butcher Bob' - Bob is a financially well off ghoul who buys flesh off the streets
for himself and his ghoul "family"
I see a trail from the whore to the pimp to the ghoul's contact to a vicious
showdown in a slaughterhouse where an assortment of corpses are hung on meat
hooks to 'age' -- is the cyberware still there? the courrier? was the ware
sold to a 2nd hand clinic, waiting to be wiped and installed?
ANyhoots.. dose are what I have on the slate very soon..