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Lilith Bloodrose

The first of the trio known variously around the Waterfront scene as The Brides of Dracula, The Harem or The Three Furies. Part eye candy who accompany Jeung and Charlotte around the clubs, part bodyguards for the pair of them, and part hit squad to be unleashed upon those who have earned the Blood Roses' enmity. There are also other rumours about them - mostly concerning the various possible sexual equations and how-many-bodies-in-a-bed entanglements that can occur along the combined Jeung/Charlotte/Harem axis - that it's best not to mention in front of any of them, even if the stories form part of the Blood Roses' glamorous mystique.

Lilith is the poor little rich girl gone totally off the rails. Respectable Virginia Gardens family, father something big in Havalynd, mother who collects worthy charity cases and up-and-coming young modern artists for a hobby. In an infamous crime case over a decade ago, both parents were hacked up one night in their duplex apartment, while little Amanda Kurtz -then only nine years old - slept in her bedroom just along the hall. The crime rocked San Paro moneyed society, and everyone still remembers that front page photograph on the cover of the San Paro Standard, showing a young child, still dressed in her pyjamas, looking wide-eyed in bewilderment as a policewoman tenderly escorts her out of the apartment building. San Paro moneyed society immediately demanded the murderer be found, and the blame was quickly pinned on a young Montebank artist who had briefly been one of Mrs Kurtz's favourites (and, some of the gossip pages hinted, her lover) before being dropped for the latest season's new hot young prospect. The guy had a drug habit, a motive - he said Mrs Kurtz never made good on promises to fund his work - and had been in the apartment on various occasions; it wasn't difficult for the SPPD to build a case against him.

A junior hotshot detective called Inehower, thought otherwise. There was no forensic evidence to suggest the guy was the killer, and there were various uncomfortable anomalies in the evidence that Forensics had collected so far that his superiors were trying hard to overlook in their rush to clear the case. Starting a reputation for uncompromising awkwardness, Inehower starts asking the questions a lot of people don't want answered. An off-the-record conversation with the Department's chief CSI tech and a visit to the house of the Kurtz family now looking after poor little orphaned Amanda, where he talks with the girl for the first time, are enough to start the process.

The same process that ends, a few months later, with Amanda Kurtz being found guilty of her parents' double murder. Daddy spent all his time at the office, and didn't bring her nice enough presents when he came home from business trips. Mummy ignored her in favour of the smelly, badly-dressed artist people she brought home. The press had a field day. Child psychologists got rich off the media exposure they received commenting on the case. Inehower cemented his reputation as a first-class detective and major Departmental pain-in-the-ass, but he's still haunted by what that blank-eyed little girl told him that day, and the gleeful way she used the dolls she was playing with to show him what had happened that night in that apartment.

And little Amanda? Too young to be prosecuted, she was made a ward old court and confined to a private mental hospital, to be held there until she came into her majority and efforts could be made to determine what to do with her as an adult. Privately, the doctors agreed that the safest thing would be if she was never to leave the place. Inehower, who visited her once over the years, could only agree. At sixteen, the dark hungry thing he had glimpsed behind the eyes of that little girl was now starting to fully emerge.

Two years later, the facility was destroyed in a devastating fire, killing thirty nine patients and staff. Amanda Kurtz was among them, just one of almost a dozen victims whose remains were never found among the ashes.

And then, two years later, Lilith Bloodrose starts turning up at the Banshee club, and quickly earns her Blood Rose name and scar tattoo by using a nail-file to carve up the face of a guy who fed Byron some faulty backdoor passwords into the Port Authority computer systems. No-one really knows who she is, and no-one really cares. Who can tell what she really looks like, underneath all that wild dyed hair and crazy high-fashion tribal makeup? Who even remembers that Charlotte Bloodrose was once the neighbour and school-friend of little Amanda Kurtz?

Lieutenant Inehower always swore he'd never forget the look in that kid's eyes, a look that was always there, but then San Paro's a big place, and he and Lilith Bloodrose have yet to cross paths.

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Nothing like the sound of a body hitting the bumper to wake you up in the morning. Hey, can you record the noise of 2 Enforcers getting run down for me? I need something to get me up in the morning and I've been told to lay off the coffee.

Run over 2 enemies with your vehicle.

Missions
GANGLAND ANNEXATION
STANDING OUT FROM THE CROWD
THE ARTISTRY OF THE SPRAYCAN
SPARE WHEELS
NO SERVICE? NO STORE!
CASH FOR CLUNKERS
R. O. A. R.
WAR OF THE WAGGLE
ALL IN A TWIZZY
GUN RUN GANG
CONFLAGRATE TO ACCUMULATE
THE BIG CONTE
DOUGH FOR THE DOORMAN
DINNER DATE
DIRT ON THE DEPARTMENT
JUST WHAT THE DOCTOR ORDERED
EXEC EXPRESS
IT'S A STEAL!
BLIND JUSTICE
DELIVER THE LIVER
LOOK AT ME, LOOK AT ME
PAY UP OR BLOW UP
TIGER TROUBLE
SEA MIST
THE HOBBY HOODS
A TAX ATTACK
CREME DE LA CRIME
MAKING A RACKET
FAMILY FUN DAY
STEREO TYPES
GOODY GUNDROPS
MAH-JONG MONEY
THE PRICE OF FAME
POWDER TRAIL
POP3 A CAP
BUTTON MASHERS
UP THE ARSENAL
LET US SPRAY
I AM NOT A CROOK
TASTYBURGER BANDIT
EYEWITNESS TESTIMONY
KLEPTOMANIA
A BLOOD ROSE WITH A BADGE
DO THE GAS CASH MASH
CRYING OVER SPILT MAGNESIUM
SHOCK FOR THE JOCK
A DISH BEST SERVED COLD
THE BIG SCOOP
THAT TV'S BIGGER THAN MY HOUSE
SPRAY TO PLAY
Subject
Biography: Politics

San Paro has a proud democratic tradition. Standing at the east end of Memorial Park, as a doleful reminder to City Hall, and now used as a popular rendezvous point for teenagers with guns, there is a pavilion commemorating the day in 1934 when nearly half a million workers took to the streets to demand better conditions for themselves and their families. In the older parts of town, there are manifold clues to a past when men and women stood together to speak for what they believed in, from boarded-up public libraries to Fellowship meeting halls and working men's clubs

There is still democracy in San Paro. That much is made obvious by the circus that runs through town every fourth year; the carpet-bombing of flags and banners and pins, the hi-jacking of airwaves by unctuous figureheads rolling out their unrecognizable accounts of the present, and calmly reassuring visions of the future. Other clear signals include the characteristic election-day spike in home invasions resulting from over a third of the city's police force being posted in defence of the polling stations; or in the months leading up, the stalling of public works projects and freezing of budgets for social programs, concurrent and co-incidental with an across-the-board ramp in undisclosed party expenses.

It hardly matters that in the last election the turn-out was less than 40 per cent. Or that the result of the online ballots, again administered controversially by Pasoko and their IT subsidiary Ventech, ran in direct and mysterious contrast to the paper ballots collected at the stations. Or that spoiled votes accounted for another 17 per cent of all papers. None of these things were considered newsworthy by the major networks running out of WP or Pattern, or even made inches in the Standard.

Historically, the city has been a two-party democracy. Control has flip-flopped between present incumbents, the Conservative Union Party, and the opposition Social Progressives. Fringe parties exist, but they run from specific minority platforms, such as the Environmental Action Party and Bible First. In reality, these smaller parties function as little more than minor lobby groups, attracting only a tiny percentage of the vote.

The Conservative Unionists carry the right-wing ticket. They are led by Jane Derren, San Paro's youngest ever mayor, and first woman to hold the office. These facts alone would be enough to ensure an unusual degree of scrutiny surrounding her ascension to the corridors of power, but Mayor Derren carries another intriguing piece of baggage. Her father was also the Mayor of San Paro; she was witness to his assassination by Luke Waskawi on the steps of City Hall.

However, hers was not a sentimental appointment. She has proved herself a shrewd operator, lightning-quick to respond to perceived threat, and every shred as politically ruthless as her father before. In the face of escalating violence across the city, she rubber-stamped for the SPPD tough new powers of strip-search and shoot-to-kill. Furthermore she demonstrated a mature pragmatism and no little ingenuity when, faced with crippling shortfalls in the enforcement budget, she licensed civilian groups to bear arms against the gangs. The CUPs handling of the present crisis has been criticized as heavy-handed and callous, but her approach has been lent credence by the manifest failures of the previous administration in the realms of public order and safety.

In contrast the Social Progressives, traditional representatives of the political left, are divided and in disarray. For over two decades they held office in San Paro, a succession of lesser men becoming mayor in the aftermath of John Derren's assassination. . In that time they pushed through a raft of new initiatives designed to take the city forward into the twenty-first century, trying to follow the policies set down by Derren.

Ultimately they failed the very people they were most trying to help. The education reforms they guided through the statute, intended to give autonomy to individual schools and empower them on a local level, have led over time to deep social divisions, as parents with money bought their children's passage into the best-run establishments, thus creating a vicious cycle of educational haves and have-nots. The same thing happened in healthcare, leaving the disenfranchised districts with inadequate provision and an emergency service that could do little more than pick up the bodies in the morning.

In the subsequent years of neglect, bureaucratic incompetence and municipal decline, the scene was set for a resurgence in support for the CUP and the phenomenon that was to be the political career of Jane Derren.

Outside conventional politics, there are powerful lobby groups at work behind the scenes, weaving byzantine webs on behalf of the major corporate players in the city and the industrial-military complex in general. The unrest drives the homeland security budgets, making destabilization a profitable activity. The shift from public service to private provision in the areas of education, health and security has played directly into the hands of the corporations, whose vultures gather about the government wagon train.

There is currently little chance of political change. Despite the turmoil and violence afflicting San Paro, Mayor Derren is still the popular choice in the city. Her hardline stance, with the promise of extra funding for law enforcement, has proved popular in the violent suburbs, and she has somehow managed to remain politically unscathed in a way that her predecessors did not. The social programs initiated by the Social Progressive Party, well-intentioned, shot through with the core values of inclusion and appeasement, have done little to stem the flow of violence. Now many citizens are in the mood to fight fire with fire, evinced by the new vigilante movements emerging under license in every district of the city.

Biography: Jane Derren (Part 3)

Things snowballed. Old friends and political allies of her father - or so they all claimed - came out of the woodwork, all of them wanting to associate themselves with the Derren name again, all of them wanting some of the voter-friendly heat she was giving off. Taking careful advice, she was able to pick and choose among them, selecting only those who would be most immediately useful to her. The advice she followed came from her father.

It was all in his private papers. A comprehensive guide to San Paro public life, all of it carefully collected and written up by John Derren. Who to trust, who not to turn your back on, and who's paying off who. Some of the players were gone, through death or retirement, but many of the same names were still there from her father's day, and in other cases the names may have changed but the same type remained.

She fielded all the offers, sifted through all the deals on the table, and made her choice. She chose the offer from the Conservative Union Party to stand as their candidate for mayor. The news hit San Paro like a seismic shock. Her father had been leader of the CUP's longstanding political enemies, the Social Progressives. Jane Derren stood firm and explained her choice to the constituency - the city's poor and disadvantaged - that had made up the bulk of her late father's supporters. The CUP had been founded with the best intentions, and her father had faithfully served those intentions, she told them, but the party had drifted badly since his death. Take a look at the city around them, and at the tired and worn-out administration that had led it to this point, she asked them. Was this the San Paro her father had wanted for all its citizens? Was today's Social Progressive Party - self-serving, complacent, grown fat and lazy after too many years in power - anything like the party her father had once proudly led?

Then she delivered her masterstroke; her father's notes, culled from his private papers, on what he intended to do in his proposed third term in office. A third election victory would finally silence the voices of opposition in his own party, and give him the moral mandate to do what was truly necessary. His intention was to root out the corruption in San Paro at its source; in the Havalynd boardrooms, in its police department, in City Hall, and - yes - even in the ranks of his own party. John Derren named the names he would be going after, and his daughter revealed them all, very publicly. Some of them were no longer on the scene - the late, unlamented Commissioner Thirly, for example - but many of them were still very much in evidence in San Paro public life, some of them the current leaders of the Social Progressives, including Mayor Finch himself.

The public policies that John Derren had intended to introduce to reverse the rot in San Paro - tough on crime and tough on the causes of crime, the city-wide crackdown to be paid for by cuts to City Hall bureaucracy and well-meaning but inefficient and ineffectual social programs - were more or less what the Conservative Unionists had been advocating for years.

The result was instant uproar. Lawsuits for slander were filed against Jane Derren. The Social Progressive Party tore itself apart in a frenzy of recriminations and counter-recriminations. The press went into a feeding frenzy. Her political opponents dug up whatever dirt they could find on Jane Derren - old college boyfriends, old room-mates willing to attest that she used to smoke pot, armchair psychologists who believed she may have been secretly and severely traumatised by the death of her father to the point of lurking mental instability, rumours that she was a drunk, rumours that some of the time accounted for by her globetrotting was actually spent as a patient in a private mental institution.

None of it mattered. She was bulletproof. The election was a foregone conclusion, and the CUP was swept into office by an electorate desperate for someone with the guts to do what needed to be done to make their city a decent place to live again.

Biography: Nekrova International

Nekrova International

Nekrova International is a Russian firearms manufacturer that began life as a state-run assembly plant for motorcycles. Named after Denva Nekrovazhinsky - a Communist revolutionary hero - the Nekrovazhinsky Motorcycle Works was built over the period 1933-1939 at an industrial location just outside of Kharkiv. Following the German invasion of 1941, Stalin ordered hundreds of factories moved east out of Ukraine and western Russia and Nekrova's main factory was moved by rail to Jekaterinburg and merged with the Serega Aero Factory No. 168 to create the Stalin Ural Aero Factory No. 168. The factory went on to provide vital materials for the Russian war effort, in particular aeronautical engines and airframes, though materials shortages during the latter stages of the war meant many production lines were recalibrated for firearm production, particularly in the run up to the Siege of Stalingrad. After the war, aeronautical production was scaled back and the company moved into manufacturing ICBM rocket components, while more fully devoting itself to the manufacture of small and heavy arms.

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Level Subject
2 Have fun!!!!

I liked that thing you did. They said you'd mess it up, but I knew you wouldn't, so I'm giving you a present.

I get presents from Jeung when he says I've been good. The last time was after I drew pretty red pictures with my nail file on this man's face after he gave Byron some bad computer passwords.

That was fun. I like it when I'm allowed to do fun things.

That's what being a Blood Rose is all about. Having fun!

-Lilith Bloodrose

4 Dancing, dancing, dancing.

Do you like dancing? I do. We go to Banshee and Beltane and Gaijin all the time.

Once we caught a Tiger - not a real one, one of the Prentiss kind - and made him dance. We poured stuff over him and he went all on fire and danced around shouting and waving his arms. It was really funny!

And we took pictures and sent them to the other Tigers so they could see how funny it was too!

We should definitely go out dancing one night. (But not like I did with the Tiger!)

-Lilith Bloodrose

6 All about me

Have you met my friends Pagan and Strega? People call us the Furies. (They used to call us other things too but then I did that thing to that person who called us one of those names and everyone stopped.)

We hang out a lot. Charlotte's my special friend too. Me and her used to play together when we were little. Then I did that thing to mom and dad and I had to go away to the other place for a long time.

Then that place burned down and I came back here. I like here better. It's more fun than the other place.

-Lilith Bloodrose

8 Don't go to Midtown

I'm not allowed to go to Midtown because that's where the big policeman is.

He was the one who knew it was me that did the thing to mom and dad. No-one believed him but then they gave me some dolls and asked me to play at what happened and I did that and then they sent me away to the other place.

He told the doctors it would be safer if I never got out but I did get out and now I'm back hahahaha.

I see him on TV and he's older now. Maybe I will have to go kill him one day but not right now.

-Lilith Bloodrose

10 Shhhh, secret

Do you like my name? Charlotte picked it for me. Charlotte's good at stuff like that.

I used to have another name but I'm not supposed to tell anyone it. It's probably okay to tell you though.

I used to be called Amanda back when I did that thing to mom and dad. Charlotte says people still remember the thing I did and might still be looking for me.

So now I'm called Lilith and I look different because I'm a Blood Rose so I guess I'm probably safe now.

-Lilith Bloodrose