|d4||Who owns the tiles||What they need|
|1||The 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.
|2||A 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.
|3||An 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?
|4||A 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.
...where do the Vikings come from, and are they brandishing AR15s or Sollingen swords? Trademark matters in cyberpunk!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.
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.
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.