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Game Date: 15th June 2070<br> | Game Date: 15th June 2070<br> | ||
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He stared at the message. A simple text document, no holo, no sound just words projected in front of his eyes. Despite hiring the best tech he knew, the sender of the message remained a mystery and had obviously gone to some lengths to hide their identity. It the end it didn't matter, it was the content of the message that mattered. He knew he'd never been the perfect husband or the perfect father, and that his wife had ever right to do the things she did. His job, the job, always the job came first. But when your faced with loosing something that you took for granted the choices in front of you become clearer. He may not have book a good father, but he was a father and it was time to act like it, after all no parent should ever outlive their child... | He stared at the message. A simple text document, no holo, no sound just words projected in front of his eyes. Despite hiring the best tech he knew, the sender of the message remained a mystery and had obviously gone to some lengths to hide their identity. It the end it didn't matter, it was the content of the message that mattered. He knew he'd never been the perfect husband or the perfect father, and that his wife had ever right to do the things she did. His job, the job, always the job came first. But when your faced with loosing something that you took for granted the choices in front of you become clearer. He may not have book a good father, but he was a father and it was time to act like it, after all no parent should ever outlive their child... | ||
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10:00 am. 14th July 2070. Kawloon City, Hong Kong. | 10:00 am. 14th July 2070. Kawloon City, Hong Kong. | ||
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A solid knock came on the no so solid plastiwood door. It had to be a knock, the intercomm hadn't worked in months. A secretary would have been nice, she'd open the door, take the details, but they cost cred, cred that he didn't have. To get cred you needed a rep, and his rep was squarely in the red. The knock came again, he opened the draw to the desk and dropped the now empty shot glass next to the cheap whiskey. Time to earn a living. Jack opened the door... | A solid knock came on the no so solid plastiwood door. It had to be a knock, the intercomm hadn't worked in months. A secretary would have been nice, she'd open the door, take the details, but they cost cred, cred that he didn't have. To get cred you needed a rep, and his rep was squarely in the red. The knock came again, he opened the draw to the desk and dropped the now empty shot glass next to the cheap whiskey. Time to earn a living. Jack opened the door... | ||
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Latest revision as of 09:36, 1 September 2008
The Sins of the Father
Back to Shadowrun: Hong Kong
Real Date: Sunday 12th November 2006
Game Date: 15th June 2070
Venue: Stuarts
Prelude
He stared at the message. A simple text document, no holo, no sound just words projected in front of his eyes. Despite hiring the best tech he knew, the sender of the message remained a mystery and had obviously gone to some lengths to hide their identity. It the end it didn't matter, it was the content of the message that mattered. He knew he'd never been the perfect husband or the perfect father, and that his wife had ever right to do the things she did. His job, the job, always the job came first. But when your faced with loosing something that you took for granted the choices in front of you become clearer. He may not have book a good father, but he was a father and it was time to act like it, after all no parent should ever outlive their child...
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10:00 am. 14th July 2070. Kawloon City, Hong Kong.
A solid knock came on the no so solid plastiwood door. It had to be a knock, the intercomm hadn't worked in months. A secretary would have been nice, she'd open the door, take the details, but they cost cred, cred that he didn't have. To get cred you needed a rep, and his rep was squarely in the red. The knock came again, he opened the draw to the desk and dropped the now empty shot glass next to the cheap whiskey. Time to earn a living. Jack opened the door...
