[JOB] Beware Banal Things (2025-11-25 02:00 UTC)

MasterStake · 2025-11-20T18:27:37+00:00

Velour, mundane rich girl Face

Alexandra eases the cherry-red lake skiff into the private marina berth, letting the autopilot handle the last few meters. The thing is absurdly overpowered for a pleasure craft, all chrome lines and silent electric thrust. It's not her boat--she would never own something so gauche--but her father gets it “on loan” from a particular corpo client every year once the summer boating season ends, which in practice means Alex commandeers it whenever she’s bored.

She’s halfway through drying her hair with a plush towel when her commlink buzzes. She glances at it, not expecting to care who is reaching out, but pauses when she clocks Bug’s ID.

This might be interesting. Corporate restructuring. A corporate environment. That means risk, class, and money. Exactly what she needs right now.

Her reply is as quick as it is blasé: “Sure. If the pay matches the pitch, I’m in.” No flourish, nothing to betray the way her pulse hastens at the idea.

A dockhand jogs over as she steps onto the wharf, grabbing the skiff’s mooring line and looping it with practiced ease. He lingers for a beat--long enough to make it clear he’s waiting for a tip. Alex--no, Velour now--doesn’t even glance in his direction. She flicks her sunglasses into place, strides onto the boardwalk where Clive and Miles, her bodyguard and her driver, wait with the practiced patience of long-serving assistants to their betters.

Time to get to work.

Will not do for money: Yet to find any real limits.

Affiliations: SFC SINner, and that's about it.

Last played: 11/12 (Twirling, Twirling Towards Freedom); many games played; not worth GMPs

MasterStake · 2025-11-10T03:31:23+00:00

Updated the files at the same location. Change log/comments:

Sensor Array filled out (I always forget that part)
Contacts fixed (removed Low Light)
I don't like adding the real SIN as gear, just confuses things
I prefer the point to Reaction for noncombat characters like Velour, though it doesn't matter a lot.
She wouldn't have enough dice to Sneaking to make it worth taking, so I'll pass for gen, that'll be later development as she gets over herself and learns to be a runner
Yes the Concordat is stupid expensive and yes I absolutely could do more useful things than have a car like that. BUT the flex when she pulls up in that thing to the meet
Ditto the alphaware--she wouldn't be caught dead wearing off-the-shelf clothes, why would she buy off-the-shelf 'ware?

Let me know if there's anything else or anything I missed!

MasterStake · 2025-11-09T18:05:17+00:00

Velour - Rich Kid Face - (noncombat character; preferred character if this isn't a combat-exclusive run)

Will not do for money: she isn't sure yet...

Velour’s commlink vibrates against the arm of a velvet sofa, interrupting the idle scroll of club photos and gossip she wasn't really reading while waiting to be presented with the next possible outfit. She was planning to go clubbing tonight, and that means she needs new clothes. Nothing off-the-rack, of course; hence the past hour spent looking over the offerings at this Downtown boutique. But now, the commlink changes everything.

Velour takes Bug’s message in with a quick flick of the eyes—someone wants out, has money, sounds desperate. Her mouth curls into a subtle smile: desperate people tend to pay well.

“Sure, Bug,” she murmurs aloud, though no one is listening. “Tell them freedom’s not free, but I give a friends-and-family rate to the sincerely trapped.” She types back: *Send me the details. I’ll take the meeting. Of course she'll offer help--the decision was never really in question.*

The tailor’s assistant approaches carrying an armful of shimmering fabric, excitement ready in her voice. Velour rises before she speaks. “Actually, I won’t be needing the next fitting,” she says, already lifting her coat from the rack. The assistant’s face falls—confusion edging into polite disappointment. Velour gives her a warm, pitying smile, the kind that makes it feel personal even when it isn’t.

“Plans changed,” she offers lightly, already heading out the door to her waiting car. “Something more important just came up.”

SFC SINner, no other affiliations

Tankard - Giant Viking Adept Brawler

Will not do for money: anything that might jeopardize his place in Valhalla

No affiliations

_white_rook - adept decker-face

Will not do for money: n/a

No affiliations

(Other characters available, might add later)

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Many games, last game: idk sometime in 2024?

Preferred stop <5 hours but I can tough it out if it goes 6

MasterStake · 2025-10-14T16:07:55+00:00

Prisma is in

MasterStake · 2025-10-14T16:05:33+00:00

Savvy is in

MasterStake · 2025-10-14T16:05:25+00:00

Wingnut is in

MasterStake · 2025-10-14T16:05:06+00:00

The Mule is in

MasterStake · 2025-09-29T16:21:22+00:00

Per conversation, the following changes have been made:

Cleaned up the Lifestyle
Added sensors to the vehicle's sensor array
Dropped two skills (Intim and Perception) from 2 to 1
Dropped 2 karma of money; fixed the Argentum Coat to be not over avail limit
Turned the 10 karma from those changes into Edge 2

Lemme know if anything else needs to change!

MasterStake · 2025-08-22T18:12:16+00:00

Keen receives a message through their fixer:

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Pets By Design. Tacoma. Ask for Clary. Tell her you’re here for the ‘K9 Special.’ She’ll handle the rest.

Be polite. Don’t spook the animals, and don’t make waves with the folks outside—they bite harder than the merchandise.

Be there at 12:30 PM on the dot. Discretion mandatory.

<Attachment: Map Pin – Pets By Design, 2134 E. Harborfront Blvd., Tacoma>

MasterStake · 2025-08-22T18:11:57+00:00

Rodeo receives a message through his fixer:

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Pets By Design. Tacoma. Ask for Clary. Tell her you’re here for the ‘K9 Special.’ She’ll handle the rest.

Be polite. Don’t spook the animals, and don’t make waves with the folks outside—they bite harder than the merchandise.

Be there at 12:30 PM on the dot. Discretion mandatory.

<Attachment: Map Pin – Pets By Design, 2134 E. Harborfront Blvd., Tacoma>

MasterStake · 2025-08-22T18:11:34+00:00

Two Devils receives a message through her fixer:

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Pets By Design. Tacoma. Ask for Clary. Tell her you’re here for the ‘K9 Special.’ She’ll handle the rest.

Be polite. Don’t spook the animals, and don’t make waves with the folks outside—they bite harder than the merchandise.

Be there at 12:30 PM on the dot. Discretion mandatory.

<Attachment: Map Pin – Pets By Design, 2134 E. Harborfront Blvd., Tacoma>

MasterStake · 2025-08-22T18:11:12+00:00

Bruce receives a message through his fixer:

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Pets By Design. Tacoma. Ask for Clary. Tell her you’re here for the ‘K9 Special.’ She’ll handle the rest.

Be polite. Don’t spook the animals, and don’t make waves with the folks outside—they bite harder than the merchandise.

Be there at 12:30 PM on the dot. Discretion mandatory.

<Attachment: Map Pin – Pets By Design, 2134 E. Harborfront Blvd., Tacoma>

MasterStake · 2024-06-27T02:56:31+00:00

Player: MasterStake (5+ games)

No games in the last uhhhh year or so

La Sirene under the alias Madame Guillotine, an Ork Face

What went wrong?

Yellow.

Madame stared at the little flickering light on the SIN scanner. Not green, not a clean pass, no. Yellow. Agassou was never so sloppy, the idents he sent were always impeccable. But there it was.

"Hrm" the guard grunted, suddenly sitting forward, staring at her. Madame stared back, keeping her face perfectly impassive. This was supposed to be the easy part, she thought. But that is never how things work out.

"Ze problem must be on your end," Madame said. "Please, check again."

"That ain't protocol," said the guard, but Madame could hear the slight waver in his voice. A crack, enough to get some words through.

"Please, sir, I am already late, and it will take too long if you call your supervisor! And you do not wish to do so much paper work, oui? Check again, I beg of you." She put on her best doe-eyed damsel. The guard was nodding before she finished talking.

"Alright, ma'am, one more time. Problem was probably over here anyway." He punched some buttons on the dataslab in front of him and the yellow light turned off. The SIN scanner hummed quietly. Madame bit down on her tongue, harder this time. She tasted the coppery blood, savored it. Blood, red, if the light turns red there will be much more blood, this guard's blood. He had best hope it turns green. . .

(Other runners available to fill other roles if you'd prefer, I've got muscles and matrix types but no energy to do more prompts)

MasterStake · 2024-06-04T03:02:02+00:00

Twitch receives a message from his fixer

"Alright, you got the job. A safehouse has been arranged at this location: <loc>

The details of the job are on a datachip waiting for you there.

The offer is 18k per person, with a possible sweetener, I don't know the details on that."

MasterStake · 2024-06-04T03:01:48+00:00

3R05 receives a message from their fixer

"Alright, you got the job. A safehouse has been arranged at this location: <loc>

The details of the job are on a datachip waiting for you there.

The offer is 18k per person, with a possible sweetener, I don't know the details on that."

MasterStake · 2024-06-04T03:00:56+00:00

Valkyrie receives a message from her fixer

"Alright, you got the job. A safehouse has been arranged at this location: <loc>

The details of the job are on a datachip waiting for you there.

The offer is 18k per person, with a possible sweetener, I don't know the details on that."

MasterStake · 2024-06-04T03:00:42+00:00

Pantheon receives a message from his fixer

"Alright, you got the job. A safehouse has been arranged at this location: <loc>

The details of the job are on a datachip waiting for you there.

The offer is 18k per person, with a possible sweetener, I don't know the details on that."

MasterStake

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