
I hinted to my group that I was going to run an adventure based on this awhile ago. Well, it finally happened.

Players: Mostly pre-fab characters from BBB, with one of the member's of my group using his generated character that will be in my campaign (I already informed him this adventure won't be combined with that, so he won't have to deal with the issues later on.): Troll Enforcer, Ork Sprawl Ganger, Elven Combat Mage, and Dwarven Face, with "Captain Cuisinart" the Elven Swordmaster.
"Ironically" enough, the Johnsons for this job were using the same Fixer to get talent, so the Face of the group was given a choice of "Offence" or "Defence", he chose "Defence". So was sent to a bar in the Puyallup Barrens, Joe's Pool and Bar, to meet with the Johnson, where he also met the rest of the group for the first time. The Bartender, having been appraised of who was coming, directed them to the back room, and then pushed them in that direction when they were doing the "Meet and Greet". ("Yeah yeah yeah, everyone's happy to see each other. Get back there, you're disturbing the rest of my customers!" "BEER BEER BEER!").
Back room was typical for a bad bar in the Barrens, kegs and cases of beer all around the only furniture save for a rickety table, which had a Holoprojector on it. Mr. Johnson, your typical uncomfortable suit, greeted everyone, waited for the door to be closed, and kicked on the Holoprojector, which started displaying a Trid-PowerPoint Presentation.
Negotiation and so on, they were hired to defend the CrashCart Facility that's still in the midst of being renovated (Read: Being built in the first place.), to round out the on-site support.
So, after figuring out how to get there (And finding out that you can't have a Troll ride on the back of a Mirage Street Bike!), they see that a three-floor building is being built, with a garage on the bottom, two portables, a guard shack, and an ambulance with a tent beside it. The construction company was the one doing site security while the place was being built, and were mostly worried about equipment "Drifting away" and the employees getting drunk and not working the next day, so "On-Site Security" consisted of two security guards with 911-Panic Buttons and NarcoJet Pistols, and the CrashCart Responce Ambulance (With armed Paramedics, of course!). The site was secured by almost new Chainlink fence, with barbed wire on the top, with a single gate pointed towards a street, and a single guard shack with a guard watching a Trid of Star Wars Episode 12. ("Wow, George Lucas did his best work late in life!").
After confirming they were supposed to be on site, the group explored the area, finding out that the Clinic is nowhere near complete (No roof yet!), and that the Portables were sleeping quarters for part of the work crew.
So, setting up positions in a few places, the Combat Mage summoned a Air Elemental to do a patrol and keep watch on things, and they settled down to a long night of hopefully nothing.
Yeah, no.
First a deep mist started rolling in, and the Air Elemental noticed a fellow Air Elemental concealing a group of people rapidly approaching. The Mage dropped into Astral, banished the foreign elemental, and got rid of the mist. Suddenly, the roar of three motorcycles appeared, startling everyone. One lucky shot later with an Explosive round (To the Gastank of a Harley), one biker down (FIRST BLOOD!), and the other two peeled off down a side-street. Everyone waved good-bye, and started complaining of being bored.
Hours pass...
Suddenly, a sonic assault happened, affecting everyone! Luckily, it was just Funk Music as an Ork Pimp in a SUV Lowrider appeared, bouncing along, and dropped off some Girls. A quick bit of discussion, and he left.
More boredom. Noone suggested dallying with the JoyGirls.
The Elemental then spotted a magical someone on the roof of a building where there wasn't anyone else, appraised the Mage, who jumped out of his Shoes, and spotted an adept that was lying prone, looking at the site. However, the Adept had a Watcher with him, who spotted the Mage and Spirit, and the Adept took off. Being declaired a non-issue, the Mage returned.
Another hour. (Isn't defending fun?) More role playing complaining about boredom.
Everyone freaks out as alarms start ringing, and the ambulance takes off on a priority call, taking the tent with them, leaving the Troll Enforcer to stand in the rain.
Then, a few minutes later, the Mage gets another report, four Watcher Spirits are watching the area now. "Wait boss, one bit me... OK, I just kicked it, it's gone. Three Watchers. Annoying stupid things." Being considered "non-threatening", they were left alone.
Suddenly, an explosion came from just in front of the gate! Surprisingly, that didn't get anyone's attention. Then another explosion, this one inside the facility. People dove for cover. Another explosion, this one they tried to track where it came from, and saw the guard shack splinter in a blast of pressboard wood and security guard guts! Getting a rough direction of where the shots were coming from, the Mage dropped, again into Astral, and tried to find out where it was coming from. Unfortunetly, there was a massive Rave going, spilling powerful emotions into the Astral Plane, blocking out a lot for blocks around. The Mage returned to his body suffering from some serious Emotional Spillage.
More bad shots, as the Ganger and "Captain Cuisinart" ride off on motorcycles to investigate. Yeah, a Tenement Rave going on at the edge of the Barrens, they couldn't find anything. The explosions stopped.
Hours pass...
The Mage gasps as his Air Elemental is banished. He jumps into Astral, to see a Fire Elemental looking very confident, and then disappear.
The Pimp returns for his girls, and is upset that only three are there (One was busy in the guard shack!). The Troll Enforcer tried to deal with the situation in his typical calm manner. (Ares Predator IV shot to the head, explosive round. I described it as the car scene from Pulp Fiction, only to the side of the SUV instead of the back!). "HEY! I just got a new car!" the Troll proudly pronounced.
At this point, "Captain Cuisinart" gets a reminder from his CommLink that his favourite movie ("Super Death-Ninja 14! Jackie Chan III's best work!"). Thinking quickly, he realizes there's probably a Trid in the Pimp's SUV, and finds out it's a High-Definition Trid, and promptly watches his movie.
More complaining about boredom.
Super Death-Ninja 14 ended just in time for a Watcher to materialize, and loudly proclaim, "OK! YOU WIN! TOO EXPENSIVE FOR US NOW!!! WE OWES YOU BEER!!! And... Er... Ummm... Another part of the message... I FORGET!!!" It cries for a bit, then remembers, "Oh, yeah... PSYKE!" The Watcher dematerializes, and suddenly a massive grunt is heard from four blocks away, and bright headlights appear, revealing a massive Transport Truck (AKA: Big Rig) that started driving towards the facility. The Troll Enforcer moves the SUV out of the way of the Rig, while everyone else pours fire into it, causing the engine block to catch fire quite rapidly, slowly stopping the Truck, then the Truck just keeps rolling. (Metagaming: AR-Controlled Dump Truck full of Sand was thrown into Neutral after the engine no longer caused accelleration.).
The group got to arguing about moving the SUV to deflect the Truck as I announced where the truck was, "Three blocks away." "NO! I just got this car!" "We're not getting paid if the place gets flattened!" "Two blocks." "NO! My PimpMobile, get your own to deflect the truck." "NO TIME!" "One block." "COME ON! We need to move the SUV NOW!" "Forget it, I have the keys, you don't." "At the gates." "Too late now."
The Dump Truck hits the Garage portion of the facility, hitting the load-bearing wall, and turning into the easily destroyed roll-up door, twisting sideways, taking out another wall half-way through the building, before tipping over, and spilling sand everywhere.
"Ummm... Yeah... Great. Well, we fail, and now we bail." And thus they ran away.
Luckily, as the two portables blew up behind them.
Moral of this story: Defence is HARD!
Before people ask why the facility was so weakly defended, again, it was still under construction, and wasn't Officially a CrashCart site yet for anything save Parking, where the attendants are more than enough defence (Remember, budgetary concerns!). However, they were going to take control of the security in a few days, and had heard through the Shadows that an assault was possible that night.
I found out that I have a good concept of the rules and so on, so I feel I'm ready for the campaign, hopefully.
News Report on the "From The Shadows" blog at a later date and time!