text: [Themes: sci-fi, cyberpunk]
  
  Now with the violence option, you need a fixer. A fixer is who you talk to about jobs. Someone who wants someone killed talks to a fixer and the fixer sends a Contractor to take care of the issue. It makes it harder for the employer to knock off the Contractor and has a system in place to make sure the Contractor doesn't walk off with the Employers money without doing the work.
  
  A Fixer can also set up a Contractor with various contacts that can set up the Contractor with the gear he or she needs for the job. Guns, armor, wetware implants, or even other specialized contractors if the job needs it.
  
  Now in your area, there are three reputable fixers that will take in someone with your skill level, which is to say without any applicable skills. Gary Jerome is a man that seems to spend most of his time in a booth of a diner. It's a fair assessment to make that anyone that sits at his table is either an employee or an employer of his. Secrecy with him is a bit of a joke. He has a lot of people meet him for breakfast lunch and dinner so you know there's work available. Of that you are certain.
  
  Mr. Lee is a local butcher. He uses the old-school cleaver to real meat kind of butchery. His bread and butter is the vat-grown stuff same as anyone else. Someone told me it's mass-produced in some sort of bacterial culture which is how you get the beef pork hybrids, but I've never seen the setup for myself. Now Mr. Lee also has some stuff that's real meat. Sometimes the rich guys from the upper city come down because they want to experience what gamey venison is like, or how real bacon sizzles. Every once in a while a block will buy a whole pig for a roast. With that being said, you can't tell who's coming to him for work, who's coming to him to have a problem solved, or who's coming to him for a ribeye steak.
  
  Your third option is Harvey Brown the Barber. The man runs a barbershop and can do anything you would like, he's got all of the traditional stuff that he can do better than anyone else, shaves, fades, traditional cuts. You name it. He can also add length to your hair if you want, your all-natural hair that is. Some sort of genetic sculpting he's got in the back. People from all over the city come by for a haircut. Some of the auto styling stations cut a few faces off a few years ago and barbers have come back into style. Mr. Brown was in the business before then and became a fixer to make ends meet. He's been rolling in money since then. Everyone styles their hair, so anyone could be a contractor or an Employer with him.
  
  Which one of these fixers do you thing you're going to try working for?
  
  > Mr. Lee, the Butcher
  Mr. Lee's Butcher shop is a fair walk and it takes you an hour or two to get there. Walking into the store a clerk meets you and asks...
  
  "Hi, is there anything I can help you find?"
  
  "Actually yeah. I was looking for work."
  
  "You can apply at our website. Let me get the domain for you."
  
  "Actually I was hoping for something more under the table." You say.
  
  "Oh. One of those. Right this way."
  
  You're led to a back room where you see Mr. Lee wearing reading glasses squinting at a hardcopy paper and comparing it to information at a desktop computer.
  
  "What can I do for you kid?" The man tells you. Not asks.
  
  "I'm looking for work?"
  
  "What kind of work?"
  
  "Contract work."
  
  "You got any experience?"
  
  "I do not."
  
  "Good" He says. "No bad habits to retrain. Come back here tomorrow.
  
  > start working for Mr. Lee.
  You time things so your arrival fifteen minutes before the butcher shop opens. From there you wait for a bit and load up into a work van with several others. The trip takes you to an office where you fill out paperwork for taxes. It looks like they're actually going to set you up as an actual contractor.
  
  Each of your fellow applicant's cycles through a room to make sure this is what you want.
  
  Work is constant from this point forward. You work, eat, sleep and train in this warehouse. It takes you a week before you have time to ask the name of the guy that sleeps in the bottom bunk of your bed. Kyle Slater.
  
  This goes on for ten weeks. After that, you split off into groups of four. You are with Kyle, Paul Ochoa, Jerrod Kemper, and Jennifer Mendoza.
  
  You're a high-end shooter team by the time this is all done. The groups each get to pick their own missions. The others volunteer for the first mission that comes up and you're all going.
  
  > First job for the butcher.
  The job goes smoothly. You enter the whore house and clear the bodyguards, and gun down exactly one of the four pimps there. Jerrod snaps a compromising picture of a corpo big wig and you're all gone.
  
  It's done like that. Your gun only barks like that.
  
  Three jobs later and you're paid up to the butcher. You do jobs for him for ten years after that and work through several other fixers. You don't make a decision by yourself for fifteen years.
  
  Finally, at some point in your thirties, Jerrod Kemper catches a bullet. Jennifer can't handle it and goes her own way.
  
  Do you try to keep things going with Paul Ochoa? It'll never be the same, but you'll still have one of your oldest friends with you.
  
  On the other hand Kyle Slater gets in contact with you. He's got a big Corpo job as a security head. He'll put you in charge of your own response team. What do you do?
  
  > stick with Paul
  The two of you try to get a pair of replacements, but never find anyone that jives with you. The two of you take jobs together for another ten years, but there's a hole in your heart from the loss of your other two friends. Eventually, you get another bad op and Paul catches a bullet. You take three bullets before dropping and pull the pin on a grenade before laying down on it. Whoever rolls you over is getting a surprise.