Street Cred
It’s a dog-eat-dog world out there folks. The streets are filled with all sorts of folks lookin’ to up their street cred, because let’s face it; your rep is everything omae. A shiny rep gets you the respect of your peers. Doors open, Bollywood agents wanna make you the star of your own media feeds, chicas want to have your babies, jobs are plentiful, the food is authentic, and life is good.
A piss poor rep puts you out in the cold. Contractors who once had your OOL on speed dial are suddenly unreachable. Fixers who once jumped to get the gear you needed raise their prices and take longer to do it. Freelancers and specialists you counted on to watch your back avoid you like the plague, or worse — they torpedo the precious few jobs you do manage to get. Rival bangers who once gave your set a wide berth suddenly grow a pair and move in on your territory. They tag your turf, steal your business, rough up your soldiers, and generally make life hell for you and your crew.
It sucks worse than the slop you get out of the food vats, and thanks to the Global DataNet, if you screw the pooch on a job your Street Cred will get trashed faster than a script kiddie can hack your MyFace domain. Most cities have media feeds dedicated to following the activities of freelancers, hackers, gangers, media icons, politicians and anyone else lookin’ to make a name for themselves in sprawls across the globe, so don’t be surprised to hear about the success or failure of your run on the way back to your squat. Hey, if you’re lucky, there won’t be any feeds streaming real-time footage of the event into your TAP.
Such is Life in 2090.
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