Old School: Ingram Smartgun
New School: IPL CMS Offensive/Defensive/Refensive plastique grenade
reflecting fifty clip ZL23HG5A1 Ares-Kruddlemunk pedestrian fryer smartgun
2 -4 modifier laser amplifying targeting linked cross tracking dweenle
attachment. Firearms Target of -18.
Old School: Jackrabbit.
New School: Citymaster 2050k runflat enhanced turbo engine with triple
plastic explosive armor rating of 16 and dual popup rotary rocket autocannon
launchers beltloaded sensor 6 floating sealed ejection cockpit. Top speed:
Old School: Fuchi Cyber 4.
New School: MPCP 16 enhanced attack Friendly Puppy blaster sleazed internal
quad speed upload sideloaders decrypting 12000 mp in 1.1 nanos backed with
bod hardened sensor seeker hitcher sat link, and don't you dare say I bought
it off the shelf.
Old School: Manabolt and an Air Elemental
New School: Take a right at the Metaplane of the Infinite Stromboli,
past the Metaplane of Helga, to the Big Flashing Metaplane of Neon Pandas.
Tell the watcher "Mel" sent you.
Old School: Wired 3 and cyber eyes.
New School: Tactical field enhanced communications comm scrambled HD
DC LM PhD systems with head enhanced bio dio double bubble neuro enhancement
actuation doplingers so my firearms is a 16 and reaction a 44.
Old School: Bio what?
New School: Ok, so my punch connects? Ok, let's see, that's Strength
M, so that's a base of 6M with the enhanced muscle stuff that's 9M plus
the titanium stuff so that's 12M or something plus I put these studs on
my knuckles so that's 14M and four successes is 14D but remember I dipped
my hand in that dikote and it hurt but that raises it to 16D plus........
Destroying A Vehicle
Old School: Assault Cannon.
New School: 1/2 armor + 2/3 damage + 1/16 barrier divided by the relative
humidity so, yes, your palm pistol took out the panzer.
Old School: Extraction.
New School: Contact the Vagrant Of Thebes via encrypted telecom, get
the fifth piece, take it to John the Hardy Englishman on the first flight
out of Sea-Tac, passports will be with a tall dwarf named Spuk, give him
a noogie, take the L32 Tube from Heathrow to the Tavern of Butt, give the
man in plad a high-five and say, in Greek, "My mother likes pink aardvarks".
Give him the piece, he'll pass on the Mystical Round Box, take it to Atlanta
to a man named Fudge and kick him in the ass three times, and when the
Susan B. Anthony dollar pops out of his mouth take it to.....
Necessary Gaming Materials
Old School: Shadowrun 1st Edition, dice, ash tray.
New School: Shadowrun 2nd Edition, sixty other books,
half a million dice, battle mat, overhead projector pens, internet printouts,
PC running EZ-NPC character generation software (version 1.4), laser printer.
Old School: Bartender
New School: Fixer, Armorer, Squatter, Snitch, Firefighter, Mob Don,
Assassin, Terrorist, Taxidermist, Bus Boy, Stuffer Shack Owner, Semi Ballistic
Pilot, Military General, Current CEO Of Renraku, God.
PC Jumps Off Twenty Story Building
Old School: You're fucking dead.
New School: Hydraulic jack = -4, cyber wings = -3, foot rockets = -6,
cyber parachute = -3. Target to live = 3? Fuck it, you're dead.