Boston.pdf

NOT ALL CITIES ARE CREATED EQUAL...

In tHIs booK YoU’LL FInD:

• tons of informaion about boston,

including neighborhoods, interesing

locaions and some of the major players

of the city.

• new Edges, Hindrances and occupa-

ions to help give your character that

beantown feel, as well as a whole mess

of new gear popular to boston, courtesy

of Malmart.

• new rules for city trappings, to help

give locaions a unique feel.

• Random gang generaion tables!

• two complete savage tales, and a half-

dozen plot hooks to get your boston

campaign rolling.

• stats for the important (and some of

the not-so-important) characters in

boston.

one of the hotest Hot spots of north

America, boston was saved from the

encroaching seas by a massive civic

undertaking, and declared the capital of

Atlanica. now, in the face of riots and

acts of terrorism, the American ‘Cradle

of Liberty’ reels under marial law as

dissidents protest unpopular decisions in

an efort to stoke the lames of rebellion.

With soldiers patrolling the streets and

violence a way of life, boston stands

poised to either blossom into something

greater or be wiped of the map and into

oblivion.

Wriing : [ Curis and sarah Lyon,

David Jarvis, David Viars]

Ediing : [Piotr Korys, Mathew Lim]

Artwork : [nick Greenwood, Jason

Walton, Paul bourne,tomek Wtorek]

Cartography: [Keith Curis]

Layout : [David Jarvis]

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Boston: The Broken Cradle of Liberty

has everything you need to take your

campaign into the highways and byways

of boston. Whether you’re a GM who

wants to know what’s going on in

beantown, or a player who just wants to

hail from the area, you’ll have everything

you need to know to add boston to your

game. so grab your handy Watchdog and

a Molotov Cocktail, tomo, and help decide

the direcion of the new revoluion!

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tableofcontents

boston In A nUtsHELL 2

LoCAtIons oF IntEREst 5

bACK bAY 5

bEACon HILL 6

DoRCHEstER 8

EAst boston 10

HYDE PARK 11

LAMCoM 12

RoXbURY 12

soUtH boston 14

CAMbRIDGE 15

tHE boston sEA WALL 17

oRGAnIZAtIons 18

ACF 18

AtLAntICA GoVERnMEnt 19

AtLAntICA PoLICE FoRCE 19

EMPERoR PHARM. 20

HARVARD 20

PInKERton sECURItY 21

tHE sCIons oF LIbERtY 21

tHE sHIP RAts 22

CHARACtERs In boston 23

nEW HInDRAnCEs 23

nEW EDGEs 23

nEW oCCUPAtIons 24

MALMARt UPDAtEs 25

CItY tRAPPInGs 37

tRAPPInG DEsCRIPtIons 37

tHE GAnGs oF boston 42

tYPEs oF GAnGs 42

GAnG sIZEs 44

GAnG ACtIVItIEs 44

GAnG nAMEs 46

boUntY GEnERAtoR 47

sAVAGE tALEs 48

PLot HooKs 55

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marks of Gun Metal Games. Unless other-

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Idenity of Gun Metal Games.

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“Set the ime… set the place… set the fuse…”

—Emerson, Lake and Palmer, Hallowed Be Thy Name

There was a lash of light, and then the

roar of another explosion ripped through

the Boston night.

“Cash? Hell, yeah,” the cabby enthusi-

asically nodded, punctuaing it with a

gap-toothed grin.

‘Another,’ he thought, wryly. They were

such a common occurrence here, no one

seemed to think twice about them. It

was almost too easy to make money in

this city, he decided, and the licker of a

shadow of a smile danced briely at the

corners of his mouth.

Leather-gloved hands produced a small

wad of old bills which the driver took

with a happy “thanks”, and then the

same gloved hands carefully lited both

cases from their resing spot before their

owner walked up to the monorail plat-

form and set them down once more.

The bored atendant barely gave him a

glance. “Can I help you?”

Of course, that paricular explosion

would garner slightly more atenion

than usual, taking place as it did on the

iteenth loor of the Emperor Pharma-

ceuicals building. Those who 'have' of-

ten seemed to be the same, he noted as

he climbed into the cab he'd just hailed.

Perfectly happy to crap in the back yard

of anyone else, but so dreadfully an-

noyed when repaid in kind. He carefully

placed two padded cases on the seat

next to him and told the driver, “The

HUTI MagLine Terminal, please.”

“Which train is headed toward Mon-

treal?” The gloved hands produced a

printed icket.

“Number 2 on Track B.” The atendant

glanced at the icket and said, “Thank

you, Mr. Henderson.”

“Please… My friends call me 'Chuck'.”

The atendant smiled and wished

'Chuck' a safe journey. The cases were

once again retrieved, and he headed

to the tracks, where two magneic lit

trains were waiing. Boarding the Num-

ber 2 train, he found a likely-looking seat

next to a paricularly corpulent traveler.

He placed his icket on the seat and

slipped one of the cases beneath it. “Par-

don me,” he told the fat man. “I must use

the faciliies.”

“You bet,” came the cabbie's reply. The

meter was started and the armored

taxi blithely shoved into traic. Then,

“Whaddaya suppose that was?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“That explosion… It looked like it was at

the EP building,” the driver clariied.

“Perhaps they had a meth lab up there.”

There was a non-commital grunt by

way of reply, and the owner of the leath-

er gloves carried the second case to the

rear of the compartment. He exited the

train and boarded the Number 1, headed

to St. Louis, producing the appropriate

icket for when it would be demanded.

In about a quarter hour, he igured, Mr.

Charles Henderson would die in a iery

explosion aboard the northbound Mag-

Line to Montreal.

This elicited a snort and a laugh from

the cabbie, who proceeded to launch

into a drug-related anecdote. In actu-

ality, the of-hand comment had been

delivered with a certain amount of iro-

ny—the fools who had set of the bomb

had bought into almost that exact story,

and had been more than happy to carry

out the act… ‘in the name of Liberty and

Jusice for the downtrodden masses’,

of course. If any of the sots were lucky

enough to have survived the over-

charged detonaion, they'd be spending

a long ime incarcerated beneath the Lo-

gan Military Complex.

Posted: 03/22/2088 12:22

> bILLY_bLACK_EYEs: Anyone know if this is

based on an actual event?

The authoriies would no doubt call it

a 'terrorist act'. He sat down next to a

prety young woman, and clutched the

ininitely more valuable case in his lap—

the material within, retrieved from the

Emperor Pharmaceuicals labs, would

fetch a small fortune in Brasilia.

Posted: 03/22/2088 14:26

>D-V8: Possibly. I’ll scan the Mediafeeds and

see if anything pops up.

Posted: 03/22/2088 15:33

> LUCIFERIon: CAsH? WtF... who uses cash

anymore?

The cab eventually came to a lurching

stop on the other side of the Charles Riv-

er. “HUTI Terminal,” the driver declared.

The woman glanced at him and smiled

shyly before looking away. As the train

began to move, he gave her a warm

smile and said, “Since we shall be trav-

eling together… please, allow me to in-

troduce myself. I am Tucker Banks. My

friends call me 'Tuck'.”

Posted: 03/22/12/2088 15:46

> PAYn_MAn: Yur momma!!

“That'll be 375 credits.”

Posted: 03/22/12/2088 15:50

> LUCIFERIon: REPoRtED.

“Do you accept cash? It is much easier

to ip that way.”

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okay… 'unhappy' may be a gross understatement, but it's kind of hard to

describe the level of hate and violence staining the city right now. boston

in 2088 is a collage of poliical protests, food riots, car bombings, ani-

hybrid and ani-simulacrum vandalism and violence, prominent igures

disappearing or being assassinated… Yep, tomo, the place is a powder keg

just waiing to blow.

WHAT IS “DECLASSIfIED”?

Declassiied is one of the most controversial

Mediasites in 2088. A clearing house for

informaion, the mysterious and well hidden

operators of declassiied ofer up the site as

a place for real facts and info which are sup-

pose to be hidden, classiied, or not talked

about in polite society. Equivalent to the

“Wikileaks” of our age, Declassiied is used

by Ronin, Invesigaive Journalists, Contrac-

tors, Acivists, and those people who simply

hope to know the truth on what’s really

going on in the world.

the fact that boston has been under marial law for about as long as

Atlanica has been in existence doesn't help maters either. the iron boot

of authority metaphorically resing heavy on the city's throat engenders

far more outrage than any sense of security. the war may be over as far as

most places are concerned, but beantown is sill a combat zone. All of this

contributes to a situaion where no one has anything because everything

is hard to ind, and far too expensive when it is found. the price of gas is

around 100 credits a gallon, for instance.

but that's okay, tomo—even without the gas, there's already plenty of

fuel on this ire.

Of course not everything on Declassiied is

100% True, and not every user of Declassi-

ied knows what’s really going on. Sill, it’s

a known source to get real informaion past

the media propaganda, and even the people

who decry it, such as the Naion-States and

Megacongloms, have uses for it as well.

BOSTON IN A NUTSHELL

boston's a prety sweet place to live—if you don't mind random hate

crimes, terrorist bombings, pirate hackers looding the MediaWeb with a

laundry list of ani-establishment propaganda, loosely enforced curfews,

psycho serial killers, rampant gang acivity, rolling blackouts and brown-

outs, and skyrockeing food and fuel prices, that is… okay, tomo, it's a pret-

ty crappy place to live, especially if you're an average Joe working a day job

just to keep your head above water and feed your family.

Posted: 03/23/12/2088 14:00

>WoLFson: Promises are almost always

made with the best of intenions and, sadly, the

road to hell is paved with most of those good

intenions. And there's no denying it, tomo—

unless you've got some serious creds stashed

away somewhere deep in Africa, what's let of

north America is prety much Hell. but then, so

are most places in the world, so I guess we're

in good company… or all stuck in it together for

the long haul. take your pick.

on the other hand, if you've got the skills and the balls to work bean-

town's underground, you can make some serious cred. those who can

provide what the people want can make a prety penny, if you know what

I mean.

Let's put it this way, ami: marial law means there are plenty of things the

average person doesn't have access to—and we aren't just talking guns

and drugs here. Medicine, exoic foods and spices, bubble bath… there's

all sorts of things 'Mister Jones' next door wants, and some of those things

aren't so much illegal as unavailable. Litle 'luxuries' that can make life feel

just a bit beter. sure, Malmart can cover some of those perks, but while it

claims to have ‘the lowest prices, always’, the company doesn't guarantee

that any given store is gonna have a paricular product in stock.

the United states had always been viewed as

sort of a promised land—or at least a land of

promises—but rising taxes, falling employment

and a bunch of other factors began to seriously

erode public conidence. If you want to know

the pariculars, go read the history docs (or at

least Interface Zero ). In any case, even though

the naion had been on its deathbed for de-

cades before the 2060 elecion, that was prety

much the moment when the rest of the world

could look on and see how weak her pulse was.

And while there are many things a Mater Assembler can make, I can tell

you for a fact that no one has bothered making a patern for ground chili

pepper. I've looked.

Anyway… given that almost half of boston consisted of water almost a

century ago, it's amazing the city wasn't lost like so many others to the

And from there it was all downhill.

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rising sea level. If not for the sea Wall project, much of boston would be

several dozen feet under water. Instead, the city looks much the same as

it did at the beginning of the millennium, except with a lot more skyline.

Ater a solid decade of not-so-civil war,

naional lines had been redrawn. Yeah,

sure—the old state lines were sill there in

theory, but the reality was ive independent

naions within the boundaries of the former

United states (six if you count the scatered

city states of baja as a single enity, and a

bunch more if you count outlying territories).

And each one of those places claims to be

the 'true heir' to the good ol' U s of A: the

torchbearers keeping Americanitas alive.

I'll tell you a bit more about the sea Wall later, but for now, suice it to say

it's a marvel of engineering that connects Long Island and Deer Island with

a sophisicated lock to allow ships to dock along the original waterfront. It's

also a prety damn vulnerable locaion, ami—you've been warned.

At night, the boston skyline is a glowing thing of beauty dominated by the

Emperor Pharmaceuicals building, all relected against the Charles River

and punctuated with oodles of hypertags. During the day, things are a litle

less prety except for those tags and other HR objects. then it's a lot easier

to see the gray and grity porions of beantown, oten punctuated with the

smoke of smoldering ires.

okay… the actual reality is that most

sprawlers and wasters don't really give a crap.

survival is a bigger issue than pursuing some

fanciful lost glory, as far as they're concerned.

Most Joes just want to make enough creds to

keep themselves and any loved ones happy.

oh… one more slightly important thing about boston: since no one down

in Maryland had the foresight to build a big wall to hold back the ocean,

boston has become the funcional capital of Atlanica. And that may just

be one more reason there's so much unrest in beantown. there're rumors

in some circles that a lot of the discontent and terrorism is… um… 'encour-

aged' by the north American Coaliion. Ater all, it only makes sense that

the nAC would love to see Atlanica become unstable.

one thing that can be said with a certainty

is that life in diferent parts of north America

is, well… diferent. not all sprawls are created

equal, so to speak, and that's what I'm here

to tell you about. You may have a prety good

idea about life in Chi-town, but what about

other places? Do you apply the same rules to

st. Louis as to Chicago? Well… I'm gonna try

to clarify that for you, ami.

because of this, every area of the city is cordoned of and monitored by

the Atlanica Police Force at speciic checkpoints. to enter or exit an area, a

person must have a valid boston or temporary ID card. Anyone who doesn't

is detained unil the proper paperwork can be iled (which usually takes

two or three business days), during which ime he is subject to a full back-

ground check. the bad news, tomo, is that the APF can detain anyone they

deem 'suspicious', which very oten leads to crooked cops holding a person

out of spite.

Although I'll eventually show you several

north American ciies, for now I'm going

to focus on boston, the capital of Atlanica.

Hanging on the edge of land, barely salvaged

from the ocean, this old city is a chaoic mess

of violence and combat. If there's a dirty and

violent job that needs to be done, this is prob-

ably the place to ind it. Just keep your head

down and your gun handy, ami.

the good news (for you) is that the same crooked cops can be bribed to

allow passage through a checkpoint. of course, this means many terror-

ists simply bribe their way around the city rather than geing stopped and

caught.

speaking of law and order, you may want to keep in mind what marial

law entails. Although the strict curfews in boston were lited several years

ago, you've sill gota have the right 'paperwork' if you want to be running

around ater dark… which usually means only the peeps with wealth or

connecions get to play at night. Well, okay— so do the Combine troops

and anyone with either no regard for the law or a serious death wish.

Posted: 03/23/12/2088 15:02

> PAYn_MAn: FIRst!

Posted: 03/23/12/2088 15:10

>I_AtE_YoUR_FACE: n00b

Yep, that's right, tomo. If the soldiers have a mind to, they can start shoot-

ing, with extreme prejudice. You can forget any rights of habeus corpus—if

you're lucky, you'll get to appear in front of a court-marial, but I wouldn't

go couning on that. oh, and don't go screaming about your Miranda rights

either; those are gone too.

Posted: 03/23/12/2088 15:27

>bILLY_bLACK_EYEs: And make sure it’s a

bIG freaking gun too.

Posted: 03/23/12/2088 15:30

>GRAPE_APE: boston REPREsEnt!

the botom line is that all the laws about murdering, maiming, raping and

pillaging are sill in place, but the Combine can also take acion if they even

just think you're doing any of those things. sure, they might ignore you

if they're busier with something else, but I wouldn't count on it—that's

usually when the shooing starts. or if you look like you're well-armed.

otherwise, if you seem even halfway or remotely suspicious, expect to be

stopped and asked for your ID and clearance.

that's what makes places like beacon Hill such a pleasure—the Atlanica

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