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SRM 06-01 “Started From the Bottom”
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Neo-Tokyo, Progress and Tradition
剧透 - : Neo-Tokyo is widely considered the business capital of the world. Vast economic wealth fuels cutting edge research and development which have shaped a city that rivals any other in terms of technological wonder. Robot vendors are more prevalent than flesh and-blood ones, and drones are used for even the most basic tasks. AR spam often crowds out the meat world completely, catering to a baffling breadth of “moe,” the mania that surrounds obsession with anime, aidoru culture, and every single fad that passes through the country.
剧透 - : The newest trends in fashion, business, and technology belie a culture steeped in tradition and old-world ideals. Japanese ethnocentrism is firmly entrenched and makes its appearance routinely in dealings with gaijin or the metahumans that many Japanese still see as a disgrace to their society. Only recently have reforms been enacted to grant human rights to Japan’s metahuman population and it will take generations to erase the prejudices that have festered for decades.
剧透 - : Perhaps it is that whole-hearted embrace of tradition that has led the city to insist on employing a metropolitan police force rather than contract a private security firm such as Lone Star. The Neo-Tokyo Metropolitan Police are a source of pride for the citizens. Highly trained and well-equipped, the NTMP is fiercely loyal to the metroplex and the Japanese Imperial State rather than to corporate interests. They make extensive use of drones, and POLNET, their communications and surveillance system, rivals the capability of any megacorporation. Beat cops operate out of beehive-shaped police stations in each ward, and every pair of officers is tailed by a surveillance drone. Mages patrol astrally while watcher spirits observe from crucial vantage points, reporting suspicious magical activity to Awakened dispatchers. When the situation calls for it, high-threat response teams are heavily armed and operate on a policy of “shoot first, then arrest survivors.”
剧透 - : In Japan, privately owned firearms are forbidden. Only the police, military, and megacorporate security forces are licensed to carry firearms. Anyone caught with a firearm can expect to be arrested on the spot. Further, guns are harder to acquire. While smugglers and arms dealers do what they can to supply“enthusiasts” with the firepower they want, the obstacles they face are formidable, and the complexity of their methods increases with the size and power of the weapons they mean to import.
剧透 - : With all the changes enacted over the last decade by Emperor Yasuhito, opportunities are opening for those willing to run one of the most secure sprawls in the world. The streets of Neo-Tokyo are not friendly to amateurs, but for professionals who know how to engage with subtlety and read the perfect moment to fully open the throttle before melting back into obscurity, there is ample nuyen to be gained. In the toughest sprawls, legends are born, and the seat of the empire makes a strong case for being the toughest of them all.
Systems in neo-tokyo 边栏：新东京系统改动
剧透 - : Rules changes and clarifications to Shadowrun mechanics specific to Neo-Tokyo Missions can be found in the Shadowrun Missions FAQ. Some of the key items are noted here:
剧透 - : Due to the intense amount of Matrix traffic and AR spam that pollute the streets of Neo-Toyko, the average level of Noise in the sprawl is 2. Commercial zones and other areas can often suffer from Noise Ratings as high as 5. Assume a Noise Rating of 2 in all locations unless otherwise noted in the scene.
Gun Availability 枪械可获得性
剧透 - : In Neo-Tokyo, the legality classification of all firearms and heavy weapons is changed to Forbidden and licenses cannot be created for them. The exceptions are weapons categorized as firearms that can never be armed with ammunition that causes physical damage. While police, military, and corporate security can be granted special licenses, there are no exceptions for Player Characters.
Social Modifiers 社交改动
剧透 - : Social norms in Japan are quite different than they are in western cultures. The idea of “face” or giri predicates specific behaviors to ensure that there is no dishonor or shame. Shadowrunners who consistently insult the honor of their employers will find themselves out of work. Refusing to appear before Tanaka-san (the Japanese version of Mr. Johnson) is an insult. It is therefore assumed that all members of the team are present when any offers are made. Payment offered is per person at the table, and anyone who is not present will not receive payment.
剧透 - : Sometimes, a Tanaka-san will fall prey to the prejudices they grew up with. They may refuse to speak to a particular metatype, focusing only on the metatype they are comfortable speaking with (an awkward situation if the slighted metatype is the team’s face). Major NPCs will have their prejudices included in their descriptions. For every prejudice that a character triggers, GMs should impose a –1 dice pool penalty on opposed social rolls, up to –2 per character and no more than a total penalty of –6 for the entire party.
剧透 - : Finally, when negotiating with Tanaka-san, demanding a higher payout is an egregious insult. In Japanese business dealings, the offer is presumed to be the best offer that can possibly be made, and asking for more implies that there is a level of dishonesty at play. Rather than ask for additional payment outright, a suave negotiator placates their employer, subtly bringing up their own concerns by ensuring they understand that their employer has already considered them. This is only a thematic change; the mechanical system for negotiating higher payment is exactly the same. In play, rather than a successful Negotiation Test increasing the initial offer, the GM records the result and Tanaka-san offers the additional amount as a “bonus” for exceeding expectations.
剧透 - : The runners go out onto the mean streets of Neo-Tokyo, picking up work where they can find it. They take a delivery job first, ultimately having to navigate their way through a troll metal concert to make the delivery. Then, their fixer picks up a second job, assisting in an insurance racket by roughing up a business refusing to cooperate. A third job takes them into Sub-Tokyo to find and beat up a group of young ruffians. Finally, they are given their most important task yet: beating up a defenseless sarariman from the UCAS. When all is said and done, the runners will end up with some callused knuckled and a nice stable of contacts.
剧透 - : Note: SRM 09-01: Started from the Bottom presumes that this is the first Mission that the player characters are participating in that takes place in Neo-Tokyo. It is fine if this is not the case, but the gamemaster should be aware that much of the narrative follows that presumption and adjust accordingly. Also, there is a lot happening in this Mission, as it is designed to introduce all the key players for the Season. Don’t get bogged down in the first four scenes, as the latter half should take up most of the session.
Scene 1: Running While Distracted
Scan This 阅读此部
剧透 - : The runners meet with Yoriko Asakura, an Inagawa-kai kyodai operating out of the Kabukicho district of Shinjuku ward. Yoriko needs the team to deliver a package to Ando Daisuke, a rival kyodai with the Mita-gumi who operates out of his nightclub in Rappongi district, Minato ward.
Tell It to Them Straight 直接念出
剧透 - : When they told you that finding work in Neo-Tokyo was going to be difficult, you had no idea that you would be spending weeks waiting for your fixer to lay the groundwork. “Nemawashi,” he calls it. In the meantime, savings are getting low, and you’ve been stretching your nuyen everywhere you can. Yesterday, they said they might have something for you and you’ve been obsessively glancing at your commlink, waiting for the follow-up.
剧透 - : “Chump change,” your fixer warned, “but think of it as an investment, one that paves the
way for real work.”
剧透 - : After what feels like an eternity you see your display indicate an incoming message. You hold your breath, opening the message with a thought. “Okay, you got the gig. Meet Tanaka-san at Hotel Pasha in Kabukicho. Should be a few others there, peers. Some you may know, some you may not. Like I said, this isn’t going to pay much, the client is doing me a favor, but she promises that she’ll make appropriate recommendations based on how it goes. I have a few other angles I’m trying to work, they should be done deals if tonight goes well. These are low-paying trial jobs, just do good work and be respectful; if all goes well, it should add up to a single real job. And then, hopefully, some repeat business. It’s the Yakuza, you gotta start from the bottom.”
剧透 - : A wave of relief washes over you. At last, some work. Maybe work that’s beneath you, but a chance to show somebody what you’re capable of, what you’re worth. Then you won’t have to eat rat from that awful noodle stand near your squat; you can afford soy from that awful noodle stand near your squat. Your fixer sends you the address, a time, and the names of some folks you’ll be working with. Hotel Pasha at 8 p.m. Interesting. Looks like you have about three hours before you need to be there.
剧透 - : Once the runners have arrived at the hotel, read this:
Arriving by your chosen means of conveyance, you find yourself in one of Neo-Tokyo’s famous red-light districts. The place is absolutely packed with people and in the short amount of time you’ve moved from the edges of the district to your destination, it just feels like more are rolling in, a veritable tidal wave of sararimen looking to forget the stresses of the day. Neon signs flicker, and augmented reality is awash in sights and sounds. Practically every ARO entices you to enter
one of 3,000 bars, nightclubs, massage parlors, hostess clubs and love hotels. It’s plain to see why Kabukicho is called the “Sleepless Town.”
剧透 - : Catering to the wage slaves of the various Japanacorps, there aren’t many foreigners in the area, and any that wander through without being obviously part of a group of Japanese revelers get more than their fair share of cold stares.
剧透 - : Eventually, you arrive at Hotel Pasha and make your way into the lobby. There is a definite Middle
Eastern theme to the décor. Mosaics and entryways framed to appear as the great domed palaces of Persia are your introduction to the hotel. At the end of the lobby, an ARO is your only greeting upon entering, as the hotel is booked via AR for additional privacy. As you consider what to do about that, you realize there are a few others here wondering the same thing.
剧透 - : Give the players a few moments to introduce themselves and describe their runners to the rest of the table, then read this:
剧透 - : With introductions done, you locate the“additional assistance” object and interact with it. The voice of a young woman who sounds like an ork greets you. “Hotel Pasha, how may I be of assistance,” she purrs around her tusks. After explaining that you are here to meet Tanaka-san, she directs you to walk through a door to the left that says “private” and to continue to an office
剧透 - : Entering what appears to be a service area with kitchens and other utilities necessary for running
a hotel, you pass a handful of men and women you presume to be Yakuza. The office in question is in the back, door open. As you enter, a young Japanese woman, human and dressed for a corporate boardroom, stands up at her desk. As she bows, her sleeves pull up on her arms revealing tattoos that end at her right wrist. Her left hand is cybernetic, a muted black cyberlimb that must extend to at least to her elbow
剧透 - : “Greetings and thank you for coming. Please be seated. My assistant will return shortly with tea.”She walks into the center of the office, motioning you all to take a seat around a coffee table on one of two sofas. Tanaka-san takes the armchair at the head of the table. She engages in small talk for a few minutes as an attractive ork in a fitted Berwick suit returns with a serving cart. On it is a tray of cups, saucers, and a large teapot. She places a cup on a saucer in front of each of you and pours tea, serving Tanaka-san last. She places the teapot on the table, along with a plate of confectionaries. There are exactly two cookies per person. She asks Tanaka-san if anything else is required, you recognize her voice as that of the woman you were speaking with moments ago over the ARO. “Leave the box on my desk, then you may go. Thank you,” she answers. The ork returns to the cart, takes a box from the bottom shelf, and places it atop the desk. It is a simple gifting box, secured with blue ribbon tied into an intricate bow. Before looking back to Tanaka-san, you notice a silver name plaque centered on the desk, with “Asakura Yoriko”in katakana. Below that in smaller type it says“Manager.”
剧透 - : Without waiting for her assistant to leave the room, Tanaka-san begins to speak in a slow and deliberate way, quite different from the casual cadence she was using moments ago. “The tea is served, we shall get to the business. I hope to enlist your services for a simple delivery job. You are to take the package on my desk to an associate of mine. It is a local delivery. For this task I will pay you 1,000 nuyen each. Does this sound agreeable?”
剧透 - : Once negotiations are concluded, read this:
“The package is to be delivered to Daisuke Ando. This is a gift I have prepared especially for him; do not open it, do not give it to anyone except him. Ando owns and operates Kurabu Wasureta (Club Forgotten) on the north end of Rappongi. The address is on the box. There is an office on the upper floor, you can find him there most nights. If he is not there you may wait, or return later, but do not leave the box with anyone else. I very much doubt he will open the box in front of you, but if he does, please record his reaction if you can do so subtly. I do so love giving people surprises. Once you are done, notify me on this commcode.” She pushes an ARO business card through augmented reality towards the group.“Then, head to Shibuya Station and a courier will deliver the cred. Thank you.”
剧透 - : Yoriko's attitude
Yoriko grew up in a brothel and has seen first-hand that women can and will have their hard work exploited. While she does not have a problem with prostitution— what a woman does with her body is her business after all—she does have a problem with exploitative pimps. She despises the idea of forced prostitution. She despises trafficking of women from one place to another to coerce them into prostitution. Additionally, Yoriko is a militant advocate for equality among the sexes. She has been marginalized in Japanese society her whole life because she was born with the wrong sex organs, and she thinks that’s absolute bulldrek. Her normally reserved style of speech will be replaced by faster, harsher dialog if these values are called into question in front of her. It’s this very attitude that has precipitated her need for non-affiliated couriers. A kumi-in with the Mita-gumi, one of Ando Daisuke’s kobun, was caught prowling in Kabukicho’s red light district, looking for prospects to “work” in Ando’s club. Yoriko handled with that situation with extreme prejudice; all that is left rests in that box, neatly tied and ready for delivery.
幕后之事Behind the Scenes
剧透 - : The runners receive a text message, comm call, or some other communication from their fixer. After agreeing to the meet, the runners have three hours to prepare or do any needed legwork. Once they arrive at Hotel Pasha, the runners are shown back to an office. There, Yoriko gives them the details of the job and the team may impress upon her their skills and talents (negotiate). Yoriko offers the team 1,000 nuyen each for the job. She will up the pay by 100 nuyen each per net hit on a Negotiation Test, capped at 5 hits (SR6: Opposed Influence (Negotiations) + Charisma test). Her dice pool is 6.
剧透 - : You can modify the fixer’s language as appropriate for your runners. If your players know each other, and their runners have run together before, the fixer can hire them as a team, or call the face only and say something like “bring the rest of your crew.” Likewise, all the stuff about them being broke could be modified based on the situation your runners find themselves in. The runners should not open the box, but runners are runners and they may find some method of figuring out what is inside. This is okay and is not going to ruin any ongoing story; in fact, it may give the runners additional insight into what is going on. The box contains a human finger, with a hand-written note that reads “I find your business deplorable, but I have never come into your clubs and messed with your nuyen. The next time I catch one of your dirty pimps on my streets, I’ll box up all eleven fingers.” The runners may get overly caught up in what to do about Ando Daisuke not being in his office, Yoriko will dismiss these questions with, “I have never known him not to be there. He will be there.” She is quite sure about it.
Scene 2: All Up In the Club
剧透 - : The runners deliver the package to Ando Daisuke at Club Forgotten in the Roppongi District. Ando offers them additional work in a few days.
直接念出Tell It to Them Straight
剧透 - : You arrive outside Club Forgotten in the north part of Roppongi district. It sits like a jewel amidst the dirtier buildings in its neighborhood. The top level of this four-story building is lined with mirrored glass, but the first three levels have no windows. The only entrances are the double doors on the front, and a side door that opens into an alley between the club and its neighbor to the right. Neon signs in both meat space and AR advertise music, booze, and women. Two Japanese men in slick suits stand in front, managing the line.
剧透 - : As you walk up, the bouncers stop you. You can hear raucous trog metal pouring from the club, even with the doors closed. Yelling over the noise, one of them says, “I’m sorry the club is closed for a private event tonight.”
剧透 - : Deciding to take a turn at the side door, you walk half a block and turn into a side alley where you find the staff entrance you were told about. Another man in a similar suit guards the door. As you approach, he yells over the music that is loud even here. “I’m sorry, this entrance is for performers and staff only—you will have to walk around the front.”
剧透 - : Once they have entered the club, read this:
剧透 - : Walking into the club, it feels like a warzone. Smoke lingers in a haze over the crowd. You see walls of speakers emblazoned with “this side toward enemy” in a stencil font. Five trolls fill the rest of the medium-sized stage—two shredding on various guitars, one hammering the keys of a synthboard, one threatening to destroy his drum kit. In front of the stage, the largest troll is screaming into a microphone in Russian. The audience, a collection of Japanese sararimen, are going nuts for it. A small mosh pit has formed in the front where suited men slam into each other with alarming force. You see a man in a dark grey suit with French cuffs and modest cufflinks get thrown several feet above the crowd and passed along the top like a beach ball. Flames shoot into the air from the neck of the lead guitarist’s instrument, getting dangerously close to the ceiling.
剧透 - : Looking around, you see one man determined not to enjoy himself, standing watch at an unmarked door. His suit is a match for the men outside, so you take the box and prepare to make your delivery.
剧透 - : Once they enter the management office, read this: 当他们进入主管办公室后，阅读如下：
剧透 - : Entering the office upstairs, you see a room fully decorated in the traditional style. Several scrolls hang on the walls, a few bonsai trees sit in key places, and there is a large open fireplace against one wall. A middle-aged man wearing mirrored shades and a kimono, is seated behind the desk.
剧透 - : Nearby, two men watch the team closely, obviously bodyguards. One is a bald human with tattoos replacing his missing hair. He is dressed simply, in a charcoalxgrey robe tied with a black sash. He is physically imposing but his demeanor is calm. The other is a medium-height gaijin in a slick sleeping tiger, his hair is long, stringy, and a little greasy. He can barely mask his contempt as he watches you.
剧透 - : The man behind the desk, presumably Ando, half rises as he greets you. “Hello, I am Daisuke Ando. My staff says you have a delivery for me.”
剧透 - : Once the package has been delivered, read this:
剧透 - : “Thank you. Hmm … I have an associate who is looking for some outside help for a job. Your fixer has been burning up my commlink about your team for a few days now. He says you take on more than just deliveries. I think I may be able to get you some work. I will have your fixer reach out to you in a few days with an address for a meeting, if that is amenable to you.”
剧透 - : As the leave the club, read this:在你们抵达楼梯底部时，你们看见一组医疗人员将一个人从职工走廊上用担架抬着运下来，他的西服被烧焦了，头部还有多处伤势正在流血，身上甚至还冒着烟，只能通过氧气面罩呼吸。你可以看到职工正在舞台右侧用灭火器试图扑灭一处小火苗。巨魔雷霆看来正要唱完这首歌了，你们能听到主唱正在（用极其糟糕的日语）说着什么。“感谢你们！感谢新东京！”他随机切换成了有严重俄国口音的英语：“我希望你们喜欢下一首歌，它是真的震撼人心！”乐队演奏起了“大豆即谋杀”的开场吉他曲，是他们最新专辑的主打歌。整个舞厅随机陷入疯狂，就连扬声器的正面都有烈焰喷出，把人群逼退了好几米。爆炸声响彻了整个建筑物，贝斯手把吉他背到背后，从扩音器后面掏出了一个看起来像是榴弹发射器的东西。他开始用这玩意儿对着人群里发射T恤，每发在命中时都能放倒一个人，但粉丝们看上去并不在意。你能看见一个穿着良好的生意人被T恤命中面部时旋转着倒在地上，站起身来的时候明显鼻梁都断了，但还是如同胜利了一般高举着自己的“奖品”。万幸，你们在没受伤的情况下逃离了俱乐部。
剧透 - : As you hit the bottom of the stairs you see a group of paramedics rolling a man down the staff hallway on a stretcher. His suit is burned, and he is bleeding from several wounds on his head. Smoke is still rising from him, and he is breathing through an oxygen mask. You can see staff putting out a small fire on the right side of the stage with extinguishers. Trolling Thunder are just wrapping up their song. You hear the lead singer say (in awful Japanese) “Thank you, thank you Neo-Tokyo” He switches to heavily Russian accented English. “I hope you like this next song, it’s a killer” And the band drops into the opening guitar salvo of “Soya Is Murder,” the title track of their most recent album. The place goes mental. Fire erupts from the fronts of the speakers, pushing the crowd back several meters. Explosions rock the building. The bass player tosses his guitar around his back on its strap and pulls what appears to be a grenade launcher out from behind a rack of amps. He begins lobbing t-shirts into the crowd with it. Each one takes a person to the ground as it strikes, but the fans don’t seem to care. You see one well-dressed business man get spin around by a t-shirt to the face. He gets up with his nose clearly broken, holding his prize aloft in victory. Thankfully you manage to escape the club uninjured.
剧透 - : This scene is anything but a straightforward delivery. The runners arrive and must enter the club, which is closed for a private party. Ando is not expecting the delivery, so they are not on any lists and will have to convince the bouncers, Yakuza who work for Ando, that they need to see the low-level boss. They can enter either through the front or back. As far as making their way past staff, any viable solution will do. Here are some examples if you or your players are stuck:
剧透 - : • Runners can tell the truth, that they have a delivery for Ando Daisuke from Yoriko Asakura. This will probably work if they mention both parties by name and are respectful to the staff. It has the added benefit of being the chip truth.
• They can come up with some con and convince the bouncers it is legit. For example, they might say Ando hired them to deliver the package or that Ando is waiting for the package, and any delay will upset him.
• The runners can sneak in invisibly past the bouncers or cause a distraction and attempt to sneak in using the confusion as cover.
• Some runners may decide to simply use violence and beat the men to a pulp, stepping over their bleeding unconscious bodies. That’s … a way. Once Ando realizes why they needed to see him, he forgives them but requests that they refrain from harming his men in the future.
• Perhaps they have their Matrix support person deck into the bouncer’s commlink and add themselves to the list.
剧透 - : Club Forgotten is located in north Roppongi. Known for electro-pop and dance music and the relatively low cover charge, Club Forgotten is a semi-popular destination for young professionals. The VIP room is super-exclusive. While the club focuses on popular electro-pop and dance, they occasionally cater to other musical tastes. They have been known to book live acts, and have even been a stopping point for smaller touring bands. The club occasionally closes for private parties.
剧透 - : > Known for electro-pop and fance music? Hardly. This place is known for being a purveyor of human flesh. Prostitution, for those of you not following me.
> The Hostess
剧透 - : > The reason that VIP is so exclusive is because that is where the real business is conducted. Also those private parties are for people who like the club for the sex-workers, not the music. Politicians, high-ranking Yakuza, etc.
极道安保蜘蛛YAKUZA SECURITY SPIDER