Can we come up with d100 Very Specific Cyberpunk Locations or Street Scenes

Wait, what? There's other kinds of liquor?
It's just a phrase, what are you talking about:shock:?!? Of course soft liquor doesn't exist, everybody knows that...:devil:
 
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It's just a phrase, what are you talking about:shock:?!? Of course soft liquor doesn't exist, everybody knows that...:devil:
Soft liquor is for breakfast. Medium liquor for lunch. Hard liquor for dinner. And that way, you're asleep by supper and live a long and healthy life!
 
Soft liquor is for breakfast. Medium liquor for lunch. Hard liquor for dinner. And that way, you're asleep by supper and live a long and healthy life!
Seems legit, pardner:grin:!
 
The Quake Residential Towers are considered hopelessly cheesy by today's hip young cyber-professionals, but only a few decades ago their "Cthulhu meets H.R. Giger" architectural aesthetic was considered the height of retro sophistication. Nowadays, a third of the units are empty and the hallways of ridged alien flesh-steel are mainly used to film a cutesy children's hologram broadcast. At least the "Eggfield" store level has some interesting vintage surprises, if you can put up with all the elderly ex-edgelords prancing about in their mobility-support exo-suits.
 
33) The Undercity Sprawl
Decades of construction across the sprawling megacities has led to the stacking of countless buildings on top of each other resulting on large, older sections of the city becoming buried and forgotten beneath layers of construction. The Undercity Sprawl is the largest of these--a labyrinthine network of abandoned neighborhoods trapped beneath a megacity. Favored by outcasts, fugitives, fixers and people unable to afford living anywhere else, the Undercity Sprawl is a vibrant underground city, complete with stores adorned with neon signs, cavernous living spaces, and subterranean dwellers who rarely see the light of day. Travelers must watch their pockets and take care not to get lost in its tunnels. The city can be a good place to trade stolen or illegal contraband, and its entertainment sector is known for their perpetual nightlife and endless parties.

34) The White Rabbit Club
Open only to a select clientele, the White Rabbit Club is a club for dissenters and revolutionaries, hidden inside an abandoned warehouse in the entertainment sector of the Undercity Sprawl, and accessible only through a door in its basement, connected to an old decommissioned sewer system. It is owned and operated by a shadowy individual, known only as Morpheus, who keeps a low profile and rarely lets himself be seen. Only notable dissenters and people known for fighting power structure or going up against the megacorps are invited. Invitations appear as an anthropomorphic White Rabbit with a waistcoat, visible within augmented reality only to targeted individuals.

The White Rabbit will appear regularly to selected individuals until they become curious enough to follow its trail, and will disappear if they're followed by authorities or untrusted individuals. Eventually, the White Rabbit will lead them to a decommissioned sewage tunnel within the Undercity Sprawl, which leads to steel door shut tight. The tunnel is tightly monitored through hidden cameras and only known members or those invited will be let inside. The club appears as a high class nightclub, serving all manner of drugs and libations, and has several backrooms for business deals, private meetings and strategy sessions.
 
35. The Soup Kitchen

Nominally still run by the local Sikh temple, although most volunteers aren't believers nowadays, it opens at eleven o'clock every day to a quickly growing queue. More than one runner that grew up eating there will sometimes pass by to grab a bowl of soup and leave a donation. All are welcome, and for many, this is the only hot meal they will have in the day.

Like Tony in the corner. He's a regular, an old, one-eyed hobo that goes for weeks without a shower. Still, his articulate speech lends credence to his wild stories of having been a high-flying corpo in his glory days. Maybe he still knows something useful. Maybe he will even share, if someone promises him revenge against the one that brought him low.
 
36) Power Stop
In some very tiny spots in the city, you will find the nearly ubiquitous Power Stop. The customer facing is a "person" behind a plexi (if not armored) window with an access point (much like certain pawn/ jewelry shops). You ask for a battery by type (and if you pay the full charge surcharge). If you have X-Von Batteries (the kind Power Stop Specializes in), you can swap yours in (with a deposit token) and get a charged one out. You can even just ask for a quick charge on your existing unit (and for a cheap cost). Some of the larger shops have auto power cells.

Behind the very small sitting space, there is a larger (but still narrow) space. Inside are many racks of various batteries, some charging stations, a power wall in case of grid failure, and usually a small cooler and microwave (and maybe an unofficial can for "other things").

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Soft liquor is for breakfast. Medium liquor for lunch. Hard liquor for dinner. And that way, you're asleep by supper and live a long and healthy life!

nothing like a frozen whisky freezer pop with dinner
 
37) Havone Street

It is one of those narrow long streets that were created not so much by urban planning, but by the city just connecting two notable streets with some spaces with pavement. One side of the street is various small retail/ restaurant stops. Except for one motorcycle accessory store (called "for the Arm Accessory".. i.e. boyfriend), most shops deal with clothing, shoes, jewelry, accessories, hair and jewelry. All the buildings have second stories, which may be walk up retail, office, or living space. Some have basements with much the same - and where the night clubs are hiding. The other side of the street, against the reinforcing wall of the Brockman Containment, tends to be tent stands (and some random tables) with hand craft accessories, some street munchies, and other things. At the South Entrance is Howell St and a New U clinic (mostly a cosmetic surgical kiosk). The North End is Jaeger St which has a good sized general vending machine court and a Power Stop. Across the way is Waxman Green Plaza with its synthgrass, bio-mechechen trees and "flowers", and many walkways. Oh it has an abstract art fountain that is used as a common photo background for the fashion folks.

Havone St (and The Waxman "extension" of said street) is mostly about fast and street fashion, salons, punctuated by coffee clubs and some night clubs. It is a place for people to "be seen". It is a place of street fashion, so while mostly Middle Credits are here, some of the Gold Card set find their way here. A couple of blocks in either direction are "related". Havone is becoming the city Harajuku district.


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38) Drive By
The Daimyos, a booster gang of Japanese-American bikers dressed in a mix of samurai and greaser leather affectations are tearing through the streets at ludicrously high speeds, doing drive by slashings with katana's or wildly firing handguns into cars and buildings. They are indiscriminate in their targets, or at least appear to be.



If the players at least make an attempt to dodge or get themselves out of the way, they are automatically successful and they will be gone in short order, still whooping and causing mayhem as they pass. If they attempt to engage, though, 1d6 of them will suddenly bootleg turn on their bikes and be more than happy to scrap. Each one is assumed to have a regular sword, heavy handgun, and armored leather jackets. Use standard boosterganger stats.



(these guys are my OC pride and joy for cyberpunk. Love them)
 
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May I suggest the song going with a change in text, stating clearly:
"Am I male? Am I female? Bullshit - I just am!"
Sadly I can't edit it now.
But I would!

Though I'd probably go with "I just am.....pause "Infinite."
 
Sadly I can't edit it now.
But I would!

Though I'd probably go with "I just am.....pause "Infinite."
Either one works, though I prefer my own version for, ahem, philosophical reasons:thumbsup:.
 
39) The APC

The local PSC (Private Security Force - corporate cops) pull up in a branded APC. A well armed team of eight piles out the back. After a quick set check, they are on the bounce into the tall skyscraper of glass and steel.

It is nothing you haven't seen before. It is just another day in Corporate Zone America. Eventually, someone will be dragged out either in cuffs or in a body bag.

It does not concern you. Do you stick around and see what happens or head on your way?

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40) Egyptian Cement Tiles

Around 5 years ago, an industrial warehouse in the outskirts of town started to sell original 19th Century Egypt cement tiles. Nobody really had any idea why they were there, but enough pallets were found so the top corp execs went crazy and started to bid hundreds of thousands of Eddies to renovate the floors of their posh condos.

After some minor incidents that the execs were able to keep out of the press, the tiles were gone and the execs went back to do exec things.

Three days ago, a persistent rumor is spreading like wildfire: someone found more tile and they include the original unopened packaging. Probably there's a hefty margin selling them, but the new owner line of business is completely unrelated to corps and he's concerned he may be at risk. After all Arasaka security boss loves to collect them.



The players are contacted by...

d4Who owns the tilesWhat they need
1The Sikh soup Chicken #35...someone to take the tiles away from an old underground room they had in the temple.

They want nothing to do with them. They have enough founds to continue their service and they don't want to be in the spotlight of crazy execs fighting for some old bricks.
2A small combat zone gang...to find the right contacts to sell the tiles safely.

The Ska-p are a small gang living in a dilapidated building in the combat zone. They're few and not too clever, but they are intelligent enough to know that if they go to "the market" directly they will be killed.

The gang would pay a fair percentage for the players to find someone to buy the full cargo without anyone in the combat zone or the corporate world discovering they have the tiles.
3An ambitious if unexperienced daughter of a corporate exec...help to find a partner to set up a shop to sell the tiles.

The 14 year old is ambitious and has some spare money to invest. She wants to set up a shop in a nice area of the city, but he needs some front man to set up the company and rent a shop.

Maybe the players are also interested to be investors?
4A recently set up cyberclinic...to find a discreet buyer for the tiles.

Three young, idealistic medical students have set up a cyberclinic in a seedy part of town to help the locals with their 'netics. They're short of money and none of them have a medical license (they'll have as soon as they finish the medical studies), so they want to sell the tiles discreetly to help the locals without jeopardising the clinic.
 
41) Survey Drones

>GOOD EVENING! I SEE YOU'VE PURCHASED A <insert one of the player's piece of equipment, especially an oft used weapon or tool>! SO THAT WE AT <manufacturer> CAN CONTINUE TO PROVIDE TOP NOTCH SERVICE, WE'D LIKE TO ASK YOU A FEW QUESTIONS ON YOUR EXPERIENCES WITH <item>. QUESTION 1...

One or two very swift and annoying corporate drones (and not the human kind) will follow and pester the unlucky party member being surveyed, completely blowing any attempts to be inconspicuous or stealthy. Naturally, the programmers behind these little pests anticipated possible violent responses from customers, so it will be extremely difficult to hit with attacks. Even attacked or damaged, they will not cease their survey. Sadly, the fastest way to get rid of them is simply to answer their questions as quickly as possible.
 
42) The Eco-engineering Plant

Long, soot-stained chimneys mark the outskirts of the sprawl. The plant, proof of concept of an ambitious project bankrolled by a cryptocurrency magnate to fix climate change, has been rusting for a decade or more. As they quickly discovered, blotting out the sun with toxic gases is not the silver bullet they were hoping for.

Waves of scavengers were supposed to have picked the place clean, but who knows? Maybe there are some barrels of long-banned chemicals forgotten in a basement. The spacious yard is sometimes used by local gangs for parties or to settle differences.
 
43) The World's Largest Domino Topple

Exactly what it says on the tin. A tourist attraction that by all rights should be on the roadside, but instead occupies an awkward amount of city space. The dominos are two stories tall, reset automatically after each performance, and have a surprisingly low number of deaths attributed to them. Local skateboarding gangs love to pull tricks off of these things right before the reset - or sometimes during, if they're feeling daring.
 
44) The Viking Funeral

The New Vikings have lost their leader, and they are going to send him off the old way -- setting fire on his ride and pushing it down the docks with him on the driver seat, still rocking all his chrome, and his squeeze drugged, bound, and locked in the trunk.
 
44) The Viking Funeral

The New Vikings have lost their leader, and they are going to send him off the old way -- setting fire on his ride and pushing it down the docks with him on the driver seat, still rocking all his chrome, and his squeeze drugged, bound, and locked in the trunk.
...where do the Vikings come from, and are they brandishing AR15s or Sollingen swords? Trademark matters in cyberpunk:grin:!
 
46) Flash Party
It is a little after dark and it is still pleasantly warm. For no reason that you know of, you have a bunch of teens and twenties (and some grey folks) seem to be having an inpromptu dance party in a small plaza/ park/ section of the street. (There are even some corporate and worker types who have joined in the fun for a few minutes as they are passing through). There is a DJ or two. There are Speakers and Lights (Sure it is not a stable set up, but it would be easy to carry, fast to put up, and fast to take down). There is a cooler or two with cans of Smash. (A street marketing team from Smash is actually the supplier.) The clothes are street stylish. Many of them are with LEDs and video patchs as is the current street style. The music is pumping and edgy (which means it pushes the new ground, the past being the new future, with an uptempo swing vibe).

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45) Salaryman on the Brink

"Hey, pal, is this Crimson Insurance's D Office?" asks a haggard man in a filthy suit and tie, likely a low level Corpo salaryman. The party will notice quite quickly that, yes, the office he's seeking is within eyesight of them. If lead that direction, he will thank them sincerely and be on his way. He's carrying a guitar case and a backpack. Any Solo's or Cops in the party will know right away by the weight and some bulges that said Salaryman is carrying guns and loads of ammunition, possibly explosives. Predictably, if they let him be, there will be loads of gunfire, explosions, and several responding police cars later.

If they converse with him, he will rant and rave about his recent layoff and how he's going to show his middle manager boss "what a real manpower reduction looks like!" If they fight it out with him, his stats are pitiful with no cybernetics but he does have an advanced Militech assault rifle with enough bullets and grenades to last until he's either talked down or cut down.

If they succeed on the diplomatic approach, he will break down, shake their hands, and give his card telling them he'll help if they call on him. They're not getting the guns and grenades, however, as he takes off quickly to go re-sell them and start his new life. He's not much of a contact or ally, frankly, but he'll enthusiastically help the party in the future if they ask.
 
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47) The Ghost Kitchen

Couriers congregate night and day under a warehouse's awning. Untrained eyes may not recognize it, but this is a bustling auction house. In this warehouse, food for more than twenty virtual restaurants is prepared, while the people outside bid for deliveries; shortest promised delivery time takes it. If they fail to make it in time or deliver the food in less than acceptable conditions, they don't get paid, so getting in the way of a courier is rarely wise. Knowing that, sometimes individuals send those insulated packages with some "extra sauce."
 
48) Docker Races

If something moves, people are going to want to race it. So before the main warehouse district (by the wet docks or the airdock (where cargo dirigibles land) shuts down for the night, (you might be at an office or just driving through to pick something up directly or to meet someone), you see a number of people and mobile work tools (palet movers/forklifts/ mini cranes/ and garbage CATs). They are a lively bunch, full of SMASH, some music, and some grills charring. They are also racing said mobile work tools. There is a buy-in for the race. There is a prize for the fastest in each size category. Sure there might be some unofficial betting going on (but someone might have filed the paperwork and swore they would donate processing fees to a charity so the betting is legal).

Mostly it is pride on the line; and who has the better tech skills to amp their machines.



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I seem to be living a race theme.

49) A few folks and a building

It is after primary hours, so almost everyone in the business tower section is gone. They are off to their apartments or Beavervilles (Suburbs). You happen to be going buy. You see a couple of folks scaling The Blackthorne Banking Conglot Tower. They are wearing street style, but masked to keep the video cameras out of their faces. They are using similar equipment, (ropes, suction cups, or simply strong hands) in various personal configurations. You don't know if they are racing up the tower or just going up for entry. (or going to the tower top and base jumping as it has a view across the city to the flats.)

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50) BUG EYED MONSTERS!

No, it's not an alien invasion, but a club. In the public areas, it's fashioned as a kitschy theme joint styled around 50's B movie sci fi, with bartenders and staff dressed in various character tropes of the genre. Drinks are decent fare, but nothing impressive. The back rooms are far more profitable, but also much more...odd. Rich corpo's with fantasies of battling or being abducted by, you guessed it, BUG EYED MONSTERS from outer space get to live it out here. It's would be a great place to find some dirt on suits were it not for the pair of armed solos at the only entrance and the resident well paid Netrunner who keeps the local network and surveillance locked down. Then again, when has that ever stopped enterprising edgerunners, eh?
 
Okay I was planning this lounge before BEM went up.

51) Silverston Lounge

It seems like a low key classy affair, perhaps with more small plush booths throughout the room rather than the expected small bar tables and seats. The decor is tasteful, with an emphasis on silver, crimson, and black. Every table has one to three small standing pylons on it and the bar has four along there. There are some drinks around, some are energy drinks in pretty glasses. There seem to be a lot of shot glasses where everyone is. Everyone either has plugs or a laurel halo. There is low level ambient music covering any conversation.

This is a VR Lounge, a Dreamdance/ Dreamstim establishment. If you look at the menu, it is fairly standard fare of action sims, romance sim, adventure sims, and such. Some are "multiplayer". There are no single emotion or pleasure sim drugs on the menu. They serve shots (usually of water) of Contex (makes it easier to "fall under the influence" of the VR) or Silk (as in silk rope, restricts your movement responses - thus avoid twitches or motions while in VR) or Vknob (an odd name nobody quite gets, but it makes the VR seem better/more real and amplifies any emotional subline) or some mixes of other drugs. (Plus they sell connection jelly for trodes and some plugs.). You order and pay via the wait staff (and their pad). They go in back, tap it in, and the server loads it up to the Dreamgap Brand Server on your table.

Everything seems very above board. I am sure there is a shady regular that sells Grey VR to collectors. There might even be black VR available to rich and or reliable customers. Nobody here is a SIM addict, or if they are... they are still functional in society and not the media's scraggly, unwashed, unkept, and gaunt portrayal of a VR/SIM addict.

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52) The Remembrance Pinnacle

The Wars were a series of conflicts (in the past some would be considered wars, some were just police actions that moved beyond scope). These wars were what helped to break down the Nation States of old. Old Grudges, out dated fights over laws, "defense of interests", all made flashpoints. As Nation States were pushed, they all shoved somewhere. People died, often fighting for outdated ideals.

It is a 10 meter tall obelisk faux stone over a Polyphase Carbide roll (the material used for tank armor) set in the center of a hexagonal plaza in Union Park, near OCP Municipal Complex. The Pinnacle is vaguely Egyptian in appearance. On it is recorded all the names from those who died in those wars from this region. It is not everyone, but it is what the surviving records had listed.

Though it is only in the last 20 years what was called, The Corporate Correction Conflicts were lumped into "The Wars", the names of selfless corporate employees (some soldiers) on all sides were included when the Pinnacle was raised two years after "the dust settled".

It is sometimes the site of various candle-lit observances throughout the year. It draws an over-capacity crowd on Remembrance Day (Nov 11th) at sundown - the day to remember those who fought for Peace and a Better World. (Remembrance Day is a "Bank Holiday", frequently celebrated by small home parties and picnics in the dome parks.)

Note: Most United Corporate Zone or Regional Centers will have Remembrance Pinnacles. (Some order major population centers will have them too.)


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53) Battle Cross or Battle - X in the last couple of seasons.

It is a popular, but not mega hit show. It is a rally race in some place that is interesting. It is a rally, there is no precise course, just a suggested one. You must meet the checkpoint by X amount of time or be bounced from the race. However, in some "legs" (zones) there is extra time (and sometimes "extras") where vehicular combat can more easily occur. So it is a mix of tactical strategy and rally racing. The video drones, the in car cameras, stationaries, and in the pit/ fuel station vid cams give you a very complete feel for the race.

So once every few seasons ("Wow is it really season 12 already? I remember this from when I was a kid...") your city is a host for a Battle Cross Grand Prix. The speed sections of the course on the streets will have extra barriers and such set up so spectators will be relatively safe from battle cross. The City has some great "sights" and interesting roads that the rally tends to highlight. Given where they will set up some checkpoints, the race will go through a couple of No-zones (No Security, minimal utility) in South City.

Some people like to do the pit tours and talk to the drivers and techs. Some people will be sitting in the stands seeing live feeds on three jumbo screens (over in Union Park... near the "pit zones"). Are you going to go? Are you going to be elsewhere? Are you going to a sports bar and watch the open feeds? Are you planning something else while it is going on?

Note: A couple of Gangs in the No-Zone might be hired on as "extras" (to challenge some racers).
Note: Maybe a Gang has a plan to capture a racer or several and hold them hostage.
Note: The Rapidmed (the emergency medical division of OCP) is scheduling extra units. After all there, are frequently "unintended victims of auto violence".
Note: The Weather might an interesting complication for the event.
Note: Some of the Hacker Community is thinking about messing with various lights and systems to make the race "even more challenging".



I am trying not to plop many of these on a single day, but sometimes the ideas just keep coming.
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54) Nando's

Some Brands (and related companies) continued on after the Corporate Corrections, after the consolidations. Nando's is a South African multinational fast casual chain that specializes in Portuguese flame-grilled peri-peri style chicken (spicy savory sauced). Nando's has added Cafezinho (Coffee Brazilian Style) and Galao (a modified Portuguese coffee drink) to the menu, plus some sweets in a Portugese style plus Koeksister and Puff Puffs, in the last decade or so... to make it more of a full snack shack.

It is a small player in the Corporate world, being "on the line" of needing to be consolidated (into a parent corporation) and being large enough to be considered an "entity". Nando's branding since the Corrections has been that of an "The Independent" place, where people go for good food and don't want to support a big corp. (You are supporting the smallest of the big corporations.) This has pushed a youth-oriented marketing plan where mall rats, free runners, boarders, messengers, net runners, and academics, all mix. (This has made spaces across the streets from Nando's valuable, as a place where many security companies place cameras and false front stores to monitor them.)

The Nando's here is pretty classic. It is a small storefront - checkerboard tile floors, chrome and neon with a nearly 50s retro vibe, with an order counter (without the usually plexi between you and the staff). There are tiny tables to eat inside, but mostly you take the food to go. (This one has some tables outside on the wide sidewalk.

You will walk by and encounter a small herd of teens and twenties crowded around the Nandos. You might overhear something interesting or be exposed to new street fashion.

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I like this place because it is very poly-national, which goes well with the Cyberpunk "everyone is from somewhere else" trope.

Come on folks, I don't want to do another forty by myself.
 
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54) Nando's

Some Brands (and related companies) continued on after the Corporate Corrections, after the consolidations. Nando's is a South African multinational fast casual chain that specializes in Portuguese flame-grilled peri-peri style chicken (spicy savory sauced). Nando's has added Cafezinho (Coffee Brazilian Style) and Galao (a modified Portuguese coffee drink) to the menu, plus some sweets in a Portugese style plus Koeksister and Puff Puffs, in the last decade or so... to make it more of a full snack shack.

It is a small player in the Corporate world, being "on the line" of needing to be consolidated (into a parent corporation) and being large enough to be considered an "entity". Nando's branding since the Corrections has been that of an "The Independent" place, where people go for good food and don't want to support a big corp. (You are supporting the smallest of the big corporations.) This has pushed a youth-oriented marketing plan where mall rats, free runners, boarders, messengers, net runners, and academics, all mix. (This has made spaces across the streets from Nando's valuable, as a place where many security companies place cameras and false front stores to monitor them.)

The Nando's here is pretty classic. It is a small storefront - checkerboard tile floors, chrome and neon with a nearly 50s retro vibe, with an order counter (without the usually plexi between you and the staff). There are tiny tables to eat inside, but mostly you take the food to go. (This one has some tables outside on the wide sidewalk.

You will walk by and encounter a small herd of teens and twenties crowded around the Nandos. You might overhear something interesting or be exposed to new street fashion.

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I like this place because it is very poly-national, which goes well with the Cyberpunk "everyone is from somewhere else" trope.

Come on folks, I don't want to do another forty by myself.

Great entry! Mando’s is now canon in my Cyberpunk world.

And by the rooster of Barcelos we’ll write the hundred entries. It may take some time, but we’ll do it.
 
55) Jumbo Soul Food and Neo-Creole Cuisine

A moderately successful eatery headed up by ex combat football star Pierre "Jumbo" Anasole. Very little advertising on it's front, but impossible to miss due to the non stop traditional cajun music emitting from the establishment's music system. Pierre himself still does the bulk of the cooking with his immediate family manning the other moving parts of the business. While the visual aspect of the food is suspect, and the source of the meat even more so, Pierre seems to be able to work a sort of magic with his spices and seasonings that would make any holo cooking show chef hang his head in shame. It also features a surprisingly diverse cast of patrons, filling out the dining area at any given hour. Here you can find rival boostergang members, edgerunners, plain clothes cops, slumming corpos, and other such in shockingly close proximity, but only there to enjoy the delights of dishes like "Night City Midnight Gumbolaya" and "End of Month Rice". It's considered incredibly bad form to start violence here, and not a great tactical idea either, considering that Pierre has maintained his fearsome cybernetically backed physique, and every one of the family knows where the concealed weapons are at a second's notice.

Do note that first time customers will find his spice blend, while delicious, very hard on their digestive systems the next morning.

Anyone with streetwise rolls also know that Jumbo pays mad euro to outsource his procurement of "meat" and spices, and many a yoganger makes good bank as go-fers.

56) The Bad Break-Up
Some poor slovenly looking soul suddenly bolts out of one of the buildings, and has to dodge a flying hot plate that's flung after him. Screeching ensues from the door as his paramour begins throwing his possessions at him telling him to get out before she decides to kill him. The sheer volume and rate at which she flings various household goods is enough to attract a small crowd, who seems to be eyeballing snatching various loot. If they wait a couple of minutes and watch, something actually worth selling (such as a piece of electronics or good quality clothing) will get tossed at him and he'll neglect to pick it up. If someone's fast enough, they can beat the crowd to it....
 
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And by the rooster of Barcelos we’ll write the hundred entries. It may take some time, but we’ll do it.

Oh doing the 100 I have no worry about. I just don't want to do most of them by myself. Ideally, I don't want to do more than 33 of them (17 more for me to go).
 
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57) Free Air Clinic

This free medical clinic specialises in minor operations, wound care, dispensing essential medications, lung detoxification and re-oxygenation. It pops up and stays in one spot for as long as it takes for the Medical Insurance Corporation goon squads to track it down as the operators are wanted for providing free health care operating without licensing and insurance. So far Doc Brown (not his real name) has managed to stay one step ahead of the sheriff.

The FAC is always looking for spotters and folks to run interference. On the flip-side, Total Human Wellness Incorporated have a $35 000 bounty out on the Doc and his devoted staff.
 
58) Mobile organic ad agent

Club ads with a little XXXtra on the side. Net subscriptions or cyberware sales with aftermarket "customizations" or "add-ons". The latest in fashion or food.
These street vendors carry roll-up rigidifiable electrostatic signage. They're gig workers, so their signs can change as quickly as they can accept a new contract over the net and process new instructions.
The really savvy ones have augmented reality facial recognition ocu-cams and net-tracking software to harvest your personal (and financial!) information as you walk by if you aren't properly shielded.

Bots and billboards are great for straightforward signs, but organic ad agents capitalize on active awareness and empathy to differentiate between potential threats and potentials sales in prospects.

Each one has a repertoire of signature acrobatic or juggling moves to attract attention with their signs. The more athletic ones are quite accomplished at pushing the limits of legal sign display (parkour, climbing, performance art) and avoiding law enforcement. They're EXTREMELY territorial. Accidental knifings and gunshots tend to retire careless n00bs quickly.

And their "sensitivity" can endanger their customers as well, based on real or imagined affronts.
 
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59) Push Cart Vendors

Free Economics on a small scale is more than allowed in Corporate Zones (if said economic transactions do not cut into corporate profits). Thus you get a lot of Mom and Pop stores (which really do not have enough profit margin and sell corporate level low food (snacks and drinks) for the most part), HIW (Hole in the Wall) restaurants with good food, no atmosphere, and table/ cart vendors.

When the weather is good (or they can get inside the open malls (open malls are ones that don't require credit checks and deposits to get in) ), you will see them hawking their wares. Ice cream and mochi are most popular, pretzels and churros come in close seconds, but street snacks from all sectors of the globe will often be sold. (It is when push cart vendors sell other things, where they impact other stores or governmental interests (drugs, firearms, bullets, etc, that they get stepped on.). While they sell to people passing by (or those who follow them regularly and know their route), mostly they sell to retail and office folks of the fronts they pass by.

The really brave ones are in the Night Entertainment Districts feeding inebriated people on their way to the next place.

The local gangs usually mark The Vendors "protected". (as long as they don't make trouble and occasionally pass free goods to them.) Thus hassling a Push Carter, is a good way to get a couple of Ganger up in your face. To keep their "protected" status, vendors are always unarmed and can not be used for any "street retail" that would be a gang's monopoly. It is part of "The Code", the rules the Gangs live by (they are really more like guidelines anyways).

Some really lucky Push Vendors get contracts in Beavervilles where they sell to smalls and teens in those suburban gated communities in their parks and such.

These are not common where most players are, so a reminder that they should be there.

17/.28 (In case you were wondering what these mean at the end of the post, read this)
 
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59b Vendor Bots

Some smart people thought that they could make money by making a robotic pushcart vendor. They get their food from some local good restaurants (and Ghost Kitchens). This might be a great thing. They are a combination of a delivery bot with a push cart added. You can activate them by voice or the buttons. They only take cred sticks/ cards, no old money allowed.

Except they don't know about a little evoked part of "The Code". The Gangs are supposed to protect the Vendors. These things will put vendors out of business. (They are also allowed into corporate spaces the Vendors are not.) So they asked their local guys to do something about them, like they would to anyone poaching on their territory. These gangs like "striking against the corps" (Actually it is a very small company, not yet "consolidated" by a corporation.). Thus they are taking a "creative approach" to thrashing these things (and some are dragged to street chop shops). In fact, it is now a contest to see who can do it with more "flair". (There is a contest online where they are posting videos of abuse the vendor bot.)

Note: Maybe the Vendor Bot people are borrowing a miltech drone who will take down the gangs attacking. Then the spiral of violence will continue.
 
60. Dash Trump
Nobody knows what that suburban arcology's name is supposed to mean. The best guess is that it's an anagram. However, it's special by at least a couple of traits:

1) It's the place - the only place - where not one, but THREE megacorps, belonging to DIFFERENT conglomerates, are housing their own sararymen. Even some middle-level managers actually live here!

2) The standard of living here is best described as ostentatious compared to the rest of the setting, yet the streets still have smelly dumps and holes. One explanation is provided by the reports of the municipal authorities, which are funded by a tax, calculated as part of the real salaries of the inhabitants: it turns out nobody here is actually being paid all that well. In fact, the reported salaries are sometimes below the entry levels!

3) The inhabitants talk openly about being notified for job termination, warnings by their managers, tickets by the cops, and so on. Surprisingly, they always talk about it with a snicker, and it seems nobody's position is ever terminated!
The ones that don't talk with a snicker are sometimes asked "I get it you're still new to Dash Trump?"

4) There's very little municipal security, yet word on the street is, if you go to Dash Trump to steal, you should invest in bullet-stopping clothes. And you might not return, because bullets "aren't the worse you might meet".

5) Surprisingly, there's a vibrant fitness scene in Dash Trump. You often hear people discussing IT security protocols in-between sets, or during breaks in martial arts dojos, as a lot of them seem to be in, you guessed it, IT security.
(Yes, this one is a reference to a Pub discussion, I think Raleel Raleel might remember it).
 
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