You are the extended assets of vast multinational corporations, operating in the criminal underground, and performing the tasks that those multinationals can’t do — or can’t be seen to do. You are deniable, professional and — ultimately — disposable.

In this session you will create characters, get a job, and play to find out whether they can get paid. We will also set up the Corporate players and the setting for further games of The Sprawl run in Games on Demand over the rest of the weekend. There is no requirement to play in further games and no requirement that you play in this one to play in the others at GoD, it's just a neat way of building a shared set of stories and experiences over the course of the convention.

At this and GoD iterations, I will be playtesting a number of modified rules to facilitate on-the-fly mission and complication generation and smoother hacking rules.

Content Warning: depending on the table action movie violence is highly likely. A heavy-helping of neoliberal corporate bullshit is to be expected. We will use the Script Change safety tool, Open Door policy, and begin with a discussion of lines and veils.

Their System Doesn't Work For You. Megacorps, companies grown so unstoppably large they defied governments, set laws, carved off land and set up militaries. Names like Alphabet, Xiao Heavy Industries, and Nutrimaxx are on all the shelves, with fingers in all the pies. They have power, money, and hunger. They don't have ethics.

Welcome to high tech, and low life. Everything is neon, chrome and dirty. The nights are never dark, neon reflecting from chrome adds telltale glints to everything. TIn the shadows cast by these corporations, you come in.

You're a person of professional skill: A Hacker, a Hunter, a Pusher, a Tech. You've got your wits, your will, a desperate need. You're scraping by, living and 'working' in the remains of what was New Zealand, before it was carved up and sold off. You do 'jobs', criminal activities sponsored by one mega corp targeting another. Deniable work done by disposable assets without real people getting their hands dirty.

You've gotten a call: It's a job, an extraction of a data scientist from Xiao Heavy Industries, and by the sounds of it they're all too ready to leave.

It's time to pack your ammo, booth up your cyberware, jack into the matrix.
Throw on a trenchcoat, gel up that mohawk, and wrap on some mirrorshades.