Points and $:
Slush fund $17k left
-$400 rent (w/ Gail)
+$1300 value in FOOD
2 timeslots left
3 timeslots left
-$400 rent (w/ Neci)
+$1200 photography work
+$stuff for flight missions
hires mechanic and gunner
-$2000 two Scroungers
+$2273 scrap value for workshop projects
Has 2 timeslots left
1 timeslot left
Net +$5600 personal income this month for her lab (assistants’) research output
Does Flora ask Fozan to pay the new recruits for their day labor, esp. severance for the 17 who quit?
-$6500 FoJ training expenses
Take an additional -$7k from the expense account, to retcon Pharmacy-16 lab team at $17k.
En route to the research facility out in Hoyt’s forest desmesne, William and Yancy have a brief exchange over the intercom, and Yancy disconnects all the flight/position tracking electronics.
Upon landing at 2 a.m., Jon interrogates the captive pilot. Between that and inspecting the vertol craft (with freshly repainted CSTPD markings), your group determines that the vertol was current City of Second Touchdown Police Department property, taken on the down-low to do moonlight enforcement gigs for local… interests.
The week dawns bright and early, as the raid team files into the cafeteria for some late-night local coffee-equivalent. Flora has just started her day… and pointedly chooses to ignore them, other than to brusquely apply First Aid skill to William’s leg wound.
Your employer Belinda Hoyt calls a teleconference briefing (not secure).
“We’re short on time, and too many tasks. Give me a quick update. Any leads on who’s funding/pushing the high-tech growth and foreign debt/investment?”
“We need ST’s key players backing us. What have you found out about each one’s stance/position? What are your plans to convince them? We need them alive wherever possible! They are the linchpins of Lindassa’s off-planet economy!”
Miranda (6 rolls + Pharmacy-16 lab starting Month 2):
After the call, Flora get with Hoyt’s foreman, Fozan. She arranges for a harvesting crew of 30 people. Goes into town, finds 20 refugees looking for work. Convinces Fozan to take them on as trainees.
Flora also sets up a Pharmacy-16 lab for $24k/month. This month, her lab determines that herbivore poop has low populations of amoebic symbiote, whereas blood samples from the smaller predators have very high levels of symbiote. Both are compared to typical moss populations of symbiote.
(3 and 4)
Finishes symbiote research. Now onto the 7 active agent compounds, the waste product and tailings (to see what else can be derived from moss vegetable matter), and who knows what else?
Makes her first health clinic roll against Administrator (9v16). One of the refugees she placed with the harvesting crew told her the southern firebreak district has a particularly high number of transients. On maps the group has collated, she identifies a block of townhouse rows that make an ideal location for her clinic. Roll Perception (14v16). She spends the rest of the week ordering/bringing in basic medical supplies and low-cost, useful tools, as well as identifying good prospects to put in a health care crash course. She recruits and trains up 7 local staffers, including two with med experience (one dental). The locals quickly catch on, and any given day finds half a dozen of them hanging around the vacant townhome now turned medical neighborhood clinic, looking for freebies of any sort from Flora or her staff.
One day, she’s walking in with an armload of stuff when the beggar/tuber scene plays out 4 houses up the street. Roll Fright Check. She’s stunned and frozen for a few seconds, then her staff with quicker reactions haul her behind the brick wall of the clinic’s front steps.
+1 to population influence roll
There’s a couple other people on the street, but most are screaming and cowering behind stairs and doorwys.
The woman seems to be the leader. After you say you’re a doctor, she snaps, “I don’t give a fuck who you are. Back it up. These gutter scrapings are always looking for more food. Well, they can work for it or get the fuck out of our way.”
Now that she’s talking to you, the men ignore you and get back to their task of unloading the cart and bringing it into their townhouse.
“What the fuck does it look like? We got rid of some vermin.”
“We scored these goods, and they wanted some freebies.”
She glances to her right, at the two bodies. The men come back for a last load of sacks.
“Do what you want,” she sneers, “We’re done here. Keep them the fuck off our plot.”
Flora staunches the girl’s bleeding, takes her back down the street to the clinic, and fixes her up. -11 HP (8 HP 9 HT) The father is dead from the rifle shot to the chest.
Flora changes out bloody clothes, 15 mins later goes looking for the boy. The father’s body is rolled over, vegetables are gone. No boy. She opens up an energy bar, but he’s gone.
A beggar in a gray-blue urban camo pattern comes around. “Hey, lady, you gonna finish that bar?”
Flora asks about the boy, to keep an eye out for him. He only cautions her to keep her head down.
As you watch the receding back of the veteran, a Second Touchdown patrol car drives down the street. The cop car is going a good 40 mph, and deliberately swings/swerves around the body.
Flora takes the father’s body to dispose / incinerate.
Commute between Hoyt and Second Touchdown.
pathakh is well-connected, brings in stuff that makes the populace happy. he may be a dick, but he’s successful.
Wever – security detail, off-worlder real estate sales, one meeting with moss farmers and Tomiczec (double scar with window on cheek)
(with Michael, Molly)
Tomiczec wants to kick all the refugees out, polarizing figure, love or hate save the planet or a menace
off-planet shell companies in heavy industry
wever’s shell company has sold two shipments to tomiczec’s shell companies
Well, you don’t manage to learn his shoe size or his favorite flavor of breakfast cereal.
But, in the course of 2 weeks, you observe Wever’s comings and goings everywhere on business.
Something big must be going down in the South Firebreak District (so-named b/c they burned half the district once, to cut off an encroaching wildfire).
Wever goes down there 5 times, easily more than any other part of the city.
Twice, he goes down to intervene in ongoing eviction processes, throwing all the tenants of two (slummy) apartment complexes out on the street on 24-hours’ notice.
Both times, he’s just meeting with underlings that he berates for their incompetence. None of them will dare stand up to him, b/c he always maintains at least an escort of 4 well-armed guards. Definitely off-planet experts with off-planet gear and technical expertise.
About 2/3 of the time, he makes use of a twin-engine vertol craft. It’s his personal aircraft, maintained and operated out of his rooftop helipad at his office — a 15-story building in relatively pristine condition.
He has a floating entourage, a small team of property managers, inspectors, accountants, and troubleshooters whom he might send ahead or leave behind onsite to oversee various tasks.
As you previously observed, he has roughly a platoon of 20-30 security guards who often serve on detached duty in pairs or fireteams of 4, onsite for some projects. He always maintains 8-12 of them at his HQ, some downstairs, some outside his office, and some in an off-duty ready room.
He has a personal chef, a Mediterranean-looking fellow, whom you observe bringing in groceries that he must shop himself. He cooks either in a small commercial kitchen in the building, or at Wever’s home.
So later on in your observations, you notice that he returns once to one of the vacant apartment complexes, to oversee a shipment into the building’s basement. That one was conducted at 4 in the morning.
He’s an early riser, usually up by 4, beats most people to the office, and works there until dinnertime. Fairly constant in his habits, in terms of going to bed, going to work.
He has what seems to be a girlfriend or mistress in a separate apartment on the gated grounds of his house (mansion). She has a manager/handler/house staff who waits on her (or watches and reports on her), but they seem to have an OK relationship.
Oh, and in his comings and goings, he normally has his car, somewhat like a luxury Humvee (not a stretch limo).
One of the security experts drives, the other one rides shotgun. The other two follow in an identical Humvee type vehicle. Sunroofs, privacy tinted windows, and probably very armored.
You put out a call for girls wanting to break into modeling. Edgy look, willing to do whatever it takes. If you critically fail, one of their boyfriends just out of prison will probably try to bust your head. The joys of freelancing!
Everett makes $1200.
Jon leaves the priests alone this month, focuses on “good deeds.”
also, Cody breaks Hugo’s broken flamethrower
with Molly, crit success on designing vigilante logo
crit success on Jessica’s streetwise to find oppressed victims of crimes
shooting house training with the Fangs of Justice crew
Raiding the chemist. Drug kitchen. Successful bust.
Raiding a safe house. Townhome in the South Firebreak District. One of the FoJs says she’s not sure what they’re running, but they’re running a tight ship, locked down pretty hard. Still, with deliveries in and out, twice daily, someone always hears about it. [roll Observation] It’s a relatively warm early spring day out — bright and in the low 20s. His Lookouts and Joslin bump into a couple of beggars and grifters, around the house, as they find an observation rooftop. They observe a middle-aged man approaching the townhome one day with two smaller children, probably a boy and a girl, if only b/c the girl has a skirt on over her pants. He’s bent and bundled in three coats but bareheaded and in mismatched bedroom slipper and dress shoe, the kids in layers on layers as well, hovering behind a group of two men and a woman in heavy coats with their hoods pulled up and scarves on. They’re pushing a hovercart loaded with large, lumpy sacks (approx 40 lbs each). The lip of the cart’s plenum chamber catches on a cracked rise in the sidewalk, and it skews sideways. The top couple of sacks spill off, one half-bursting. Purple, bulbous root vegetables tumble out — tubers. The beggar family darts in to snatch up a scant armful. One of the men pushing the hovercart brandishes a sawed-off longarm and yells at them. The scavengers keep scrambling for a few last tubers, and the man takes aim, fires. The one adult beggar drops like a heavy sack himself, limbs sprattling limply, vegetables spilling again. The kids scream, the boy dashes away to duck out of sight. The girl hesitates, reaching for another root the dead man dropped, then jerks and crumples around her armload as a pistol barks three times. The woman of the trio reholsters her sidearm, and they spend the next 10 minutes hauling sacks into the house.
Flora rushes up the street unarmed, confronts the woman, and after a brief stand-off checks the bodies and takes the girl back to the neighborhood clinic. After they finish, the boy slips out again to collect what’s left on the street. He takes a few things off the man, then leaves.
Jon and his crew take out the safehouse and score 3 tons of food, including a couple hundred pounds of valuable perishables. Jon gets shot in the neck and his assault guy takes one in the crotch.
vertol warehouse raid:
7 assault rifles
3 smoke grenades
Indaba asks about security sales. Lands a Month 2 regular security consulting gig for $1000 x Inventor! margin of success.
fixes Neci’s flamethrower and upgrades it with selective 1-second trigger pulls.
Moss harvest safari with Neci, William
4) Michael Finance 13v16
Molly Savoir Faire 14v15
Jessica Sales 11v23
Indaba secures $969k in funding at 9% interest, $7300 / mo expense until he pays off the $969k principal (super simplified for game terms since I don’t want to run amortization tables and early payment).
JB launches the PR campaign through various guerilla marketing and media outlets, on the cheap. It’s a critical success! The message goes viral and the call for living life with common sense goes out everywhere.
JB digs up political dirt on Kin Wever
Logo design for FoJ w/ Cody. crit success
4) Propaganda design for movie
5) savoire-faire for Indy, to find his robotics workshop investors
Rick digs up financial dirt on Kin Wever
Michael’s accounting allows the party to mooch 20% off the movie budget w/o materially hurting its prospects.
Neci gets his Sylos data dump to Rick, who decrypts it. Turns out to be a bunch of research data. Flora can use it for essentially a +10 bonus, instead of having to recreate 3 years of intense research.
Neci suffers 3 second flashback gap in a future fight.
Construction job. Paid $1300 in food. Crit fail results in on-the-job injury — nail gun to the ribs for 6 dmg.
escort moss safari
Yancy asks about air taxi service. Freelance job.
Escort the Moss safari
Jessica (work + 2):
Gail reports that she found some papers and invoices back at the warehouse, showing shipments of maintenance equipment, parts from the Sylos Corporation to the CSTPD. Additionally, Sylos sent the first of two shipments of small arms and light weapons to one individual Jan Tomiczec.
gail needs to talk to balastoke about police contacts
Month 2: Use footage from the safari to make ST citizens realize what their lifestyle demands.
(work) Gail is in direct sales at her firm, roll fast-talk, earns $3500
Gail finds desperate people for Jon’s vigilantes.
Gail uses Psychology to influence 8 of the 17 exiting ST harvesters, so they’ll spread the word and put a human face on the moss farmers
Convinces Carvalho of the movie concept, working on it within the PR firm, and financing.
Movie director roll (acting with penalty) succeeded w 9v12.
Michael (roll 3 for Month 2) rolled accounting to gin up accounting proposal for the movie.
Gail may have to set up a meeting between her alias Iris, Gail herself as director, and Carvalho.
Rolls to make:
Director of Photography
The other 4 VIPs
Hoyt (moss farmer committee)
Balastoke (city council)
Local moss farmers sell to a dozen major local purchasing agents, who then store the moss in warehouses. They in turn sell the moss to the pharma companies that refine the moss. Currently, they only break it down for the oil concentrate and carefully freeze it. They ship the concentrate off-planet for processing and refining elsewhere.
You run down all the major players, and locate their offices as well as stockyards.
It’s a process of concentration at every step. The farmers generate something like 500,000 tons of raw moss a year. So there are about 5-20 river barges that go out weekly to bring this harvest in.
The farmers truck or cart in the moss to various river ports and loading docks. Most of the voting harvest committee members are like old money plantation owners, who maintain their own private docks on the river routes.
They each maintain trade networks with smaller hedge farmers who don’t control prime riverfront real estate, and therefore must bring their moss in, and usually sell it directly to the plantation owners.
The river barges bring the moss in to the resellers’ warehouses in ST. Local firms representing individual or collective buyers who specialize in consolidating the farmers’ product, and then resell it by quality grades to the off-planet pharma interests that don’t care to deal directly with hundreds of landowners and farmers.
The pharma companies control 100% of the first-stage refineries that extract the oil concentrate from the moss that contains the ingredients. From Flora’s research, you know at this point the product is now inert and static — no longer a living soup of symbiote byproducts.
Therefore it keeps well enough for long interstellar journeys, and is also FAR more concentrated.
Flora’s proposed process:
After the warehouse stage. But if you also cut out the local resellers and their warehouse staging, it would directly connect the farmers with selling the concentrated rough product to the pharma companies.
However, she and Indaba are contemplating sidestepping the pharma companies’ current plans to build second-stage refineries and in fact perform crude processing of the moss into actual drug components and products.
It will take a hell of a sales pitch to convince them that it’s easier / more profitable to buy the rough product, then do the final 20-30% refining and become slightly value-added interstellar resellers themselves.
So here’s the interesting part of your financial research into the pharma corps:
There are five companies you can find, who are named as buyers of about 99.8% of Lindassa’s semi-refined moss extract.
There are five companies you can find, who are named as buyers of about 99.8% of Lindassa’s semi-refined moss extract. However, your accounting found out that four of them are all subsidiaries or have controlling interests in them owned by the last company. Sylos. The last real competitor, Baker Pharmaceutical, jointly merged with Sylos 7 years ago.
What’s REALLY interesting is that you guys currently have a small stack of invoices from Sylos, selling “heavy equipment” to the moss farmer extremist, Jan Tomiczec. And that Baker Pharmaceutical has heavily invested in real estate holdings developed by Kin Wever. The same Wever who you, Everett, and Molly discovered was using his shell companies to sell other “heavy equipment” to Tomiczec’s shell companies.
5 trucks head out with 30+20 harvesters, Fozan, Miranda’s 2 assts, Indaba, Neci, and William.
Throughout the day, they observe firsthand the ecosystem of Lindassa, including nearly getting ambushed by some of the pack predators. There’s a herd of Herbies off in the distance.
Indaba rigs up a scoop and samples a Herbie dung heap for Flora’s assistants.
Overhead, native flyers get divebombed by larger hunters, and the group notices a drone cruising down a river valley.
William shoots down the unmarked, sophisticated (TL 9) drone. Neci and Indaba convince Fozan to send a small crew down to the riverbank to collect it. Neci makes it there and back, uses his cutting torch to hack out all the relevant bits (flight recorders, key electronic components).
Late in the day, a pack of predators jump one of the Herbies. Two apex predators interrupt, and the whole Herbie herd stampedes into / across the front of the convoy. Each apex slams open-jawed into the side of a Herbie, taking out chunks the size of several men.
Neci lays down a line of fire, emptying his tank.
William takes out 3 predators and 2 Herbies, deflecting most of the danger away while Fozan hustles everyone aboard.
After a 10-hr day, Flora has her fresh moss sample.