Streets of Buenos Aires

[Judging__Eagle]

paying and using the shitty ¨locutorio¨computers is only good for one thing, internet access and copy-pastaing stuff that i typed at a reasonable resoultion on a laptop at my grandparent´s place

this isn´t really done, and honestly... a game where the object is to get drunk, go to clubs and beat the shit out of rival gangs is probably a boring idea, but w/e i´ll say one thing though, hunting knives are fucking cheap here, like.... an 30-80$ CDN filleting knife or a bowie goes for about a 6-12$ equivalent. at those prices you could seriously buy enough blades to just be a serial killer that throws their weapons into a dumpster, never to be found or retrieved.

finding a traditional facon is proving to be a lot harder though. that´s really the only thing that I planned on buying here, aside from the litre bottles of Stella.
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Streets of Buenos Aires
(a working title)

Ya, we're gonna hit the grill, get some ribs, beer and salad, then go the the club and roll some Floggers for shits and giggles, if they drop a digicam, then that's a plus, we'll hock it and then see what else we can get up to before going to bed at 11, we probably won't be up again till 6 in the evening tomorrow though. Good thing there's no class, Paul's got an evening class though, and Maria's got a shift at her mall job, so they won't be around tomorrow night.

Dingy street buildings housing the latest tech, side by side with completely clean and maintained shops.

Artisanel shops with relaxed shop owners drinking mate out out silver-plated wooden goblets; while McDonalds or Burger King has its employees on the sidewalk huslting for customers (and having people come in to take a leak, maybe get an "American" combo: Argentine beef burger, tomato, onion lettuce salad with olive oil and apple vingear dressing; a coke in a glass bottle and dulce de leche sundae).
Cracked or broken sidewalks made of granite or ceramic tiles, changing as you move from in front one building to an other. Drivers of squeaking, oil-burning cars that don't give a shit about lane demarcations (or speed limits), and pedestrians that are able to dance between the oncoming traffic.

Walking down streets where everyone is trying to hustle something, pocket kleenex packages, jewellry, strip clubs, a radio station, political party, a burger, or you know, something like knock-off Nikes or a Rolex that's guaranteed to be legite.Getting onto a subway where the buskers follow the crowd, everything from a kid with a clarinet, to a full tango band with guitar, acordian and violin trying to get some pesos.

Having to knock on doors to be let into stores when you're in the north end, where purse and shoe stores each are stocked with goods that were made not only in the country, but for this store specifically, probably in the back room. Going to the sunday "butchers" fair, buying some steel, leather or wood hand-crafted goods, listening to live music at the central stage and getting fried peanuts if you're cheap, or a sandwich with breaded and baked meat if you really came for the food.

Having to keep an eye out for your pockets, backpack, purse, handbag or whatever else you decided to carry in public, while seeing a trio of kids neatly lift the lid of a city garbage bin, pull out the remnants of someone's lunch, replace the lid, and split it up their find while passing waiters and waitresses walking from local cafes with a tray loaded with coffee, beer and sandwiches to take to a nearby office for an afternoon snack.

Walking down suburban streets and hearing the clip-clop of indie recyclers travel from one elevated open-top metal box or grill and watching theme rip open garbage bags for plastic, glass or carboard. The metre-high garbage holders keeping the dogs from getting at the delicious scraps inside each bag, while the recyclables find their way into donkey or pony-drawn carts; already piled high with sheets of flattened cardboard, and aluminum, glass or plastic bottles in large clear bags hanging from the back or sides.

Then the clubbing. Out at around 10 for some sandwiches, maybe a single or double set of ribs, and splitting a litre bottle of beer, going to an early opened club, dancing for a couple hours, going out again, eating dinner around 12 or so, barbecued chicken, pork or the obiquitous beef (ribs, belly, steak or the peak, sirloin); fresh bread, salad (you name it, and it's not meat, it's in a salad: potatos, hard-boiled eggs, shaved carrots, beets, lettuce (romaine, escarole infrequently, iceberg nowhere), onions, champignons (b/c the word fungus isn't palatable, ever); and litre bottles of beer, bottled water (with or without 'gas' (carbonation)), wine (white and red, but beef demands red, white is for hot summer days) and putting ice or water into your wine is seriously no big deal since you're planning on drinking a lot, tea with lemon or milk or fresh-squeezed juice blends. Then some pastries and croissants with your steamed milk and coffee, if you want cold milk you better say so in advance.

After dinner, you head out again, and go clubbing, although you better be well dressed, or good looking, or blonde, or fair-skinned, or rich if you want to guarantee getting in. Being told that the club has met its quota for olive or brown skinned people and that your freinds can all go while you can't is shit, but it's reality, better hope that your friends aren't assholes that will ditch you, or that you've got a working cell phone to call your ride back home, or cash for a taxi or remis (the unofficial taxis that operate in the suburbs; taxis are limited to train stations, and the city of BA proper; the remis is the suburban taxi, really it's pot-luck with the driver or car, but they're usually competent drivers that will follow your directions fine, or can tail the lead car if you need more than one car to haul your group).

Rolling Dice Pools
Characters have pools of dice that correspond to their ability to accomplish a specific task. When a character attempts a non-trivial task, they must roll a number of successful rolls in their dice pool as determined by the difficulty of the task.

A minimally difficult task requires 1 successful dice roll (ex. IDing that someone calling you is not the person who should be on the other end of the line, or driving across the city using freeways or city streets, or making your way across the city using public transit)
An averagely difficult task requires 2 successful dice rolls (ex. jumping from one rooftop to an other)
A difficult task requires 3 successful dice rolls (ex. noticing that someone is carrying something that makes a decent weapon)
A challenging task requires 4 successful dice rolls (ex. rapidly manuevering a car when you're hemmed in in front by two car jackers, and need to drive backwards on the road at a pretty high speed)
A very difficult task requires 5 successful dice rolls (ex crossing a city street through which rioters and police are clashing with each other)

Character Types

Private Highschool Senior - You're in your last years of high school, you're born into a middle class or upper middle class (or better) family, you go to a private school. Either way, you only have class till 1-2 pm, and your afternoons are free.
You have
-A cell phone or a wallet with spending cash
-Contacts with other kids from your school
-Contacts with one other group that high schoolers would be members of; a school club, the local metal/hard-rock/underground/Wapanese scene;
-Know how to travel through the city (bus, subway, taxi, remis)
-Your parents can be called to give you a ride to and from places (within reasonable hours at least).
-You also have decent clothes

Public Highschool Student- You're in one of the public schools, and you probably live in a lower middle-class neighborhood, and maybe both of your parents work, or maybe they work at an illegitimate factory or collect carton y vidrio (cardboard and glass) with a pony-drawn carriage. You have
-Know-how about ducking and avoiding hooligans that want to roll you
-A cell phone or a wallet with spending cash
-Contacts with other high schoolers
-Contacts with one other group, this can be anything; mechanics or factory workers from the place your dad works at; middle-class or rich people that employ your mom or sister as a maid; a bunch of older clubbers that have appointed you head of a junior version of their group; the local soccer club that you work for
-You've got connections with illegal or criminal contacts if you wish to make them (warning, this could make you a target of police)

University Student
-You live at home if you're a BA native, or at the univeristies dorm if you're an International or out of town student
-A cell phone or a wallet with spending cash
-Go to any of the several universities that all citizens with high enough marks can attend
-You've got a specialty that you are studying, and know about it (medicine, law, engineering, art, graphic design, accounting, architechture, computer programming, etc.)
-It's assumed that you're of above average intelligence, but who knows, you could be stupid and rich, that happens too; people will listen to your opinions since you're educated; unless you say something really stupid without an explanation
-You have contacts with alumni from your old high school (or dorm if you're an international or out of state student), as well as students in your university program

Driver
-You know how to drive a car in BA's streets and freeways
-You can drive a stick-shift vehicle with no problem and have access to a vehicle, this is usually a pretty plain looking 4-door sedan; anything else tends to invite trouble, or theives
-You have a wallet with cash, and a cell phone
-You're probably an adult, and thus have minimal contacts with people who aren't also adults; the other Player Characters are either better at getting to clubs than you and they get you into clubs (and give you gas money) in exchange for you driving them around, or tip you very well and pay you to act as muscle when they go into clubs (which beats driving as a remisero all day/night long)

Stats:

Awareness (Aw): Getting jumped is a sure way to lose your cell phone and wallet for the night. Awareness allows a character to realize danger before it comes and hits them in the face or runs off with your purse. Being able to notice anything at all is part of awareness, from how good someone looks, to how there's a bunch of people following you around when it's five in the morning and you're going from one club to an other a few blocks away.

Speed (Sp): Some people are able to move through a crowd, others can't. Speed is part of that, it also helps in chasing after someone, or running away from someone. Speed is ability to move and ability to strike rolled into one.

Strength (Str): Some people are 90 lb high schoolers who hang out with J-Rock listening fans, others are 170 lb ex-martial arts students taking business classes. Strength is size, toughness and physical power rolled into one.

Looks (Lk): Looking good is as important as anything else, if you don't look good enough, how the fuck do you think the bouncers are gonna let you into the club? Looks are your physical beauty and ability to dress well, as well as being able to walk around with knives, chains and other weapons without attracting attention, or tail someone without being noticed

Moxy (M): Not being easily impressed by a hustler, knowing how to get your intentions across to someone else, and having them agree with what you want to do, being able to lie convincingly to someone; that's all moxy. Moxy is charisma, diplomacy, subterfuge, and force of character all rolled into one.

Selecting Stats
When creating your character you get 1 point in each of the 5 stats, and 5 points more to arrange as desired among your stats. No stat may start higher than 3, and all stats are capped at 5. Each stat gives you 1 dice for that stats related dice pools.

Skills

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obviously not done; mechanically it´s probably going to be similar to Warp Cult. I want a lot of emphasis on a PC´s appearance to be important. The more armed you are, the harder it is for you to move around unnoticed, but with just a t-shirt and jeans, you better hope that you´ve bought a really high amount of either combat system or martial arts training.