This is Rom from the Packrat Sprawl making waves and coming to you live and direct from the street in front the Tram eatery. We are talking to homeless kids today and getting the low down on street life. I have been out here for the past hour hanging out with the panhandling crowd and those who can actually afford to eat at Tram. The Zone Police were hear about 20 minutes ago and rounded up someone selling data cards…..
This is Rom from the Packrat Sprawl, making waves and coming to you live and direct from the Lafayette stop on the subway line in the Echelons. There is an unrest here today, as it is the end of the month and you know what that means – round up. The Zone Police are going around and rounding up psychics to send them to experimentation and work camps in the kedek mines. The Packrats are out in force trying to…..
This is Rom from the Packrat Sprawl. I am on my way to a data sale at Hack in a few minutes to check out the job board there. I need to get myself another gig. Anj lets me go out every now and then even though I am on a short leash from the Processing Centre. I wanted to describe Hack to you a little bit so you can get a feel for the place. Hack is a tech…..
This is Rom from the Packrat Sprawl making waves and coming to you live and direct from Central Street near the Office of Affairs. There are hosts lined up around the corner trying to get their licenses for the year before the deadline runs out. Faid was here earlier in the day getting his host card and his shots which all hosts are required to do. He works out of The Hole, x-rated magazine shop and is pretty popular. Faid…..
This is Rom from the Packrat Sprawl creating waves and coming to you live from the middle of the Echelons down on Astor street right before you get to Drake and the Tram eatery. The food trucks are out today. You best get there early if you want to eat. They have ramen today with mushrooms and shallots. Pretty sophisticated if you ask me. They must be wanting to treat us homeless derelicts with class. There is an action coming…..
Rom ran down the streets of the Shizuoko ghetto with a sniper rifle. He had to get to his next position. His tan trench coat flapping in the wind as the fallout rained down like snow. He brought the neck of his sweater up so it covered his mouth and nose trying not to breathe in the toxic particles but it was of little use. The iodine pills he had been taking for the past year would have to do…..
