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The Beholder: Welcome To Our Special Return Issue!
The Beholder
Watching over the Gaming World at Tech #1 -- August, 1999
discovered this advice on your own, or tea, look at the jugglers or billiards clubs. The Beholder is
have relatives in town. Like to watch Japanese cartoons? Check a publication of
out Anime Addicts Anonymous. Want to The
The biggest complaint I hear from new suit-up in armor and fight with swords or Adventurer’s
students is that there is nothing to do at Guild of New
shields? Go watch the SCA. Like beer? Mexico Tech,
Tech. “Socorro is so much smaller than Make some with Zymurgy. None of these and is copyright
City X. I hate it here because there is fit the bill? Put up some posters and start 1999 by The
nothing to do.” This is, of course, your own club – you can do that! Adventurer’s
completely bogus. Guild.
Still don’t like the clubs? Try something All articles are
Most of you have come here straight from else… go to a dance or a party, and don’t copyrighted and
high school, where most of your day has forget the free shows at Macey Center. Get owned by their
been planned for you for the past twelve some friends and go out to Water Canyon respective
years. Sure, you had a few hours after authors.
for a camping trip. Go out to Box Canyon
school and on the weekend to yourself, but at night for some of the most beautiful No article may
all of that is about to change. No matter stars you’ve ever seen. Have a cookout! be reprinted
what it feels like, your average day of Personally, I still love getting in my car without written
classes here is not nearly as long as it was permission of
and going on quiet, moonlit drives through the author.
in high school. You’re away from home for the back roads of Escondida and Lemitar.
the first time, and most of your friends Opinions
probably aren’t here, either. Yes, you are To be honest, fun isn’t going to knock in expressed are
now living in a quiet little town without a those of the
your door, charge into your cramped little authors and not
bowling alley, nightclub, or BattleTech dorm room, grab you by the throat, and necessarily the
center, but that doesn’t mean that there’s drag you away to Happy Fun Land. Well, opinions of The
nothing to do. Andy does do that, but the point I’m trying Adventurer’s
Guild or the
to make here is that while you are New Mexico
First, get to know the people in your learning to take responsibility for your Institute of
classes and in your dorm – this is very own life and education, don’t forget that Mining and
important. And don’t forget to make you also have to take responsibility for Technology.
friends with someone who has a car. Were your own entertainment. If you don’t grow
you picked on in high school? Shy? up and learn how to have fun, or expect
Scared? Afraid of being called a nerd? others to do it for you, you are not going to
Well, despite appearances, Tech is a enjoy yourself. ♦
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Cyberpunk Memoirs:
The Life and Deaths of Harley
Michael Mundy
is a long-time
By Michael Mundy When Harley was unleashed upon the
AG member. He CyberPunk campaign, the world was
currently works et me tell you about Harley, a heading for trouble. Two of the mega-
in the payroll
department on
campus, having
L character I played for quite a long
while in a CyberPunk campaign. If
you don’t know, CyberPunk is a science-
corporations that run most of the world
were preparing for an all out war. One of
them, Japan based Arasaka Industries,
failed to achieve
escape velocity fiction game set in the year 2020, so the was trying to get its fingers into as many
for Socorro. technology is pretty out there. You can pies as it could. They hire out some very
replace limbs, eyes, organs, even your good security forces as well as making
whole body. Guns are nastier too, ‘cause if their own guns, vehicles, electronics, etc.
you need to stop that guy with the kevlar The American based Militech Corporation
skin whose drug addictions make PCP also made weapons, really nice ones too,
look like iced tea, you aren’t gonna use a their most notable contract being to
dinky, little 9mm, are ya? The place is supply the U.S. military. Both
called Night City, located between San corporations had hundreds of thousands of
Francisco and Los Angeles (or what’s left troops, and had been enlisting actively for
of it), and has a similar look and feel to some time.
what you see in Blade Runner and Johnny
Mnemonic. Y’know, dark. He had made some
enemies at Arasaka by
That’s where Harley fit “The first time I being a little too
in. He was about 6’1” and remember Harley successful as a bounty
weighed about 275,
mostly due to the extra dying was when we hunter. In a nutshell, he
had located and liberated
muscle he had grafted to were on a mission to a few key personnel that
his body, and the fact that
both legs were cybernetic
retrieve a Arasaka had gone to
great lengths to acquire.
replacements. He looked particularly nasty Since he didn’t yet feel
like the bounty hunter weapon…” invincible (read on)
out of Raising Arizona, Harley decided that the
and tried to live up to the enemy of my enemy is my
title of “Lone Biker of the Apocalypse.” He friend, and enlisted with Militech. This
usually packed a couple of 12mm semi- was also where the other player
auto pistols, a couple of .454 magnum characters were working at the time, so it
revolvers, a full-auto shotgun, and a was awfully convenient. After a while of
variety of brass knuckles and combat training together, the characters were
knives. sent off on many very successful
operations, some very covert, some very,
Night City can be a rough town. very overt.
And Harley intended to stay on top of the Rather than tell you of all the flawless
food chain. His jeans were armored, his missions, I’m going to tell you about the
duster was armored, even his skin was times Harley died. Or at least, most of
armored. True, he wasn’t going to win any them. Because that is what he will be
beauty contests, but he could ride through remembered for.
the valley of booster-gangers and fear no
evil . . . Yeah, I told you Harley was really tough,
but that doesn’t mean that he couldn’t die.
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He died a handful of times, but he was so into two teams. Harley’s team (three
cyber-enhanced that reviving him was like tough characters total) entered a cafeteria
jump-starting a car. That was the that had over 30 guys with assault rifles
amusing part. And the really funny thing and grenade launchers. We were very
was that everyone that killed him died a tough, but we could only kill about 20 of
horrible death. Eventually he went crazy them before the rest could return fire.
and was convinced of his own immortality, Harley got shot so many times that you
but that took a little while (and a few would have to mine him to get all the lead
more cyber-enhancements). out of him. His team-mates (all very tough
guys) still pulled off the mission and got
The first time I remember Harley dying him out of there in time to get stabilized.
was when we were on a mission to The towers were blown to smithereens
retrieve a particularly nasty weapon that along with everyone in them. This was
had been stolen from a particularly nasty where we started joking about those who
arsenal. The thief was a CIA trained killed Harley dying horrible deaths. We
assassin that had decided that he wasn’t lost other player characters on this
going to follow orders anymore. The mission, some of them more experienced
weapon was a man-portable maser, and technically tougher, but only Harley
basically an industrial strength came back from the dead.
microwave emitter fashioned into a rifle-
like device. Our group had staked out the The war might have been over, but we still
place we knew that he was hiding in, and had plenty of work to do. Arasaka was
Harley had gotten tired of waiting in the beaten, and Militech had been broken up
hallway. So he decided to go in and bust into several smaller corporations, and the
the guy up. Kicking the door to splinters public was very angry at all the collateral
was easy, but the nasty, nasty man was damage that had been done in the war.
just waiting for something like that, and And after martial law was declared to
swung down from his rather high ceiling expedite the cleaning up of the messes left
and baked Harley like a potato with that behind, our band of bad boys had to lay
maser. My torso was like a special at KFC low for a while. We kept working, but now
– extra crispy. Knowing that I had back we were all licensed for life as bounty
up, Maser Man tried to make good his hunters, one of the perks for our job on
escape in the elevator, but we had a guy Arasaka towers. So we went looking for
waiting on top of the elevator car. My other gun packing fools like ourselves who
friend opened up with his 4-gauge were breaking too many of the wrong
shotgun on full auto and made a large pile laws. We did a lot of work trying to stomp
of chunky salsa in the elevator shaft. out some of the really nasty drug pushers
Medics from my (very expensive) on the west coast – talk about a losing
insurance coverage showed up and battle...
stabilized my head – everything else had
to be replaced. You just have to love high Our group started getting a pretty good
tech medicine. reputation with the law enforcement
community, something we tried to build
The next time Harley bit it was on the on. Not so much out of a sense of duty to
roughest mission we had ever been part of the people, but rather because when the
-- the storming of Arasaka Towers at the cops know you are also out hunting man-
end of the corporate war. Our team had eating cyber-psychos, they don’t shoot first
been given a backpack nuke and had to and ask questions later. Especially handy
get down to the basement levels past if they see you with a weapon you maybe
literally hundreds of security guards in shouldn’t be walking around town with.
full armor, take out the main computer, So we wound up doing a lot of good deeds
start the timer on the nuke, and get out for minimal money. Of course, no good
alive. Piece of cake, eh? Enough players deed goes unpunished.
were on hand for this one to break us up
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We started to get called in to help local rolled into a standing position, drew his
cops when the situation was a little two hand cannons, and blew the heads off
beyond their manpower or firepower. One of 5 of the 6 guys on top of the roof before
of these jobs cost Harley something much deciding to put out his burning clothes.
more valuable than his life -- his bike got The rest of the crew stormed the house
blown up. A small suburb had been taken and stomped on the bad guy and his
over by some disgruntled former Militech remaining goons. Harley sat on the curb
employees. They were allowing life to go smoking one of his cheap cigars waiting
on pretty much as always in the town – for the medics to show up. He stayed
kids went to school, people went shopping conscious just long enough to see them
and to work. But there was a curfew and a land. He kept the bazooka for his own
few very important (i.e. wealthy) hostages after that fight, used a few times on
being held until the demands were met. people or vehicles he really didn’t like.
Now these were guys who had fought on
the same side as we had in the war, so we About a month after that we were on a
tried talking to them first. That didn’t mission involving subliminal message
work at all, and some of their demands tapes that again ended badly for Harley.
made it clear that they were mad as Some unwholesome group was selling
hatters, so we figured they would go tapes on how to be a tough guy, mostly to
postal sooner or later no matter what we people who secretly envied the whole
did. So we went in after them. Edgerunner lifestyle and wanted to fill the
void the war had left. This normally
The suburb was set up wouldn’t have been a
in three concentric “We didn’t think the problem, but the tapes
rings, and we just did guerrillas would be were also making people go
an easy sneak into the crazy and violently attack
first section. In the a big problem. We co-workers and such. This
middle section we had didn’t know they had was something we frowned
to flatline about ten upon, so we tracked down
guys on patrol to keep a tank at their the supplier for the Night
from being reported, but base…” City area and went to show
that wasn’t enough for them the error of their
our characters to break a sweat over. In ways. Knowing full well that they were
the middle section, we stormed a gate, breaking a number of laws, they had hired
taking out 17 more guards before they some very nasty muscle to keep them safe
could radio that we were there. Most from very nasty muscle like us. It was
importantly, we got enough info that we Harley’s luck to find the muscle first. He
pinned down where the leader was holed should have waited, but by now he was
up. We cruised that way, feeling pretty starting to feel pretty immortal, and they
cocky, and that is a good way to get shot in had destroyed his current motorcycle
CyberPunk. We didn’t check the area while he was scoping out the place, so he
quite well enough to spot the snipers on was really angry.
top of one of the roofs. Harley was riding
in the lead, so he was the guy they shot It was in a warehouse near the Goth club
with the 75mm recoilless rifle, more the bad guys were using as a base of
commonly known as a bazooka. operations, so there were lots of boxes in
tall stacks and lots of nice shadows.
They hit his motorcycle which naturally Harley jumped on top of a stack of crates
exploded. So we have this great scene of a to get a better view (cyberlegs,
ball of fire reaching skyward, crumpled remember?). Problem with a view is that
chunks of metal tumbling along the road, it works both ways – three of the hired
and Harley burning and tumbling right thugs were waiting in ambush. One guy
along with them. He was hurt, badly, but was packing a 9 round grenade launcher,
he was really pissed off about his bike. He the other had a .666 magnum, and both of
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them hit Harley at close range. He didn’t mounted flamethrower. When your armor
like that and returned fire, removing their is on fire, you tend to take it off. So we did.
heads with his own hand cannons. Then Now picture a bunch of battle scarred
the third guy, who had been smart enough thugs with a lot of firepower storming the
to stay hidden, tosses a pipe bomb into the bad guys’ hideout in their boxers.
equation, and that was enough to push
Harley into a body-bag again. Luckily for Okay, so we were laughing too, but not for
Harley, his buddies showed up in time to long. We were moving through the base,
polish off the remaining thugs and get shooting people as fast as we could, when
him revived again. we got ambushed by a really huge cyber-
psycho with a rocket propelled
It’s good to have friends. sledgehammer. This guy smashed
Harley’s chest with this monstrosity,
Our Game Master had started his career sending chunks of rib cage across the
with good old D&D, and sometimes he room. This upset Harley almost as much
missed the fun traps you can throw your as someone wrecking his bike. The three
party through in dungeons. The next job of us hosed this guy down full auto, and
that killed Harley off had some real fun ran back to an infirmary we had passed.
traps. It had been maybe two months We checked it over for something to help
since the last death, and we had tracked keep Harley’s internal organs on the
down a kidnapping gang that was inside. We found some really good drugs
snatching teen-aged girls for wholly and some really bad drugs; Harley took a
unsavory reasons. We had decided to handful of each while his buddies
storm their underground lair. wrapped up his chest. One of these drugs
was just a really powerful painkiller, the
One of the fun traps was a ceiling other was a combat drug known as
Fiction:
Wild Coast, Part 1
By Darrell Osgood himself and left the cranky gnome to curse Darrell Osgood
is a graduate
to his soul's delight.
student in
A New Year astrophysics,
The chapel was filled with temple mainly
he last of the Hokuroi line stood workers, clergy, and guards. Ornaments interested in
torches. A cool wind blowing in from the assembled were dressing themselves in He is married to
sea enveloped him. He smiled as he leather and studded leather armor on the a goddess
wrapped his night cloak closer. He enjoyed named Teresa
right side, the east of the chapel. To the and has a cute
the moment, mentally re-enacting the west, workers were distributing swords, little get named
encounter with his faithful retainer. slings, spears, and the like. The assistant Allan.
to the high priest commanded and
The night's sounds from the wharf quarter directed the mayhem from the altar. He has
intruded on his reverie after several published two
short stories
moments. He turned for home. As he Hokuroi sauntered toward the under-high and hopes to
walked the quiet road back to the priest. Damaris, an influential priest of have 3 refereed
Highport Temple he thought, "The the sun god Pholtus, strode by. He paused, journal articles
propaganda is coming to fruition. And one next year.
and turning back to the under-high priest, Darrell enjoys
week before the festival. My following is called out, "How about him?" The priest most genres but
growing. Now, what will I do with my looked at Damaris, then at Hokuroi, then can only write
fledgling spy network? By Bigby's hand, nodded his assent. Hokuroi meekly for fantasy and
we might just pull this off!" horror (which
followed Damaris to the third east alcove he really
where the sergeant of the temple guard dislikes).
The Fall of Highport stood by a sturdy clay table.
Rude Awakening He prefers role-
"Weapons for the wizard," said Damaris. playing and
Hokuroi's eyes sprung open. The The sergeant handed a box to the mage. It
problem solving
persistent banging on the door dragged - you can read
appeared very similar to a flute case. The this as "low
him from the deep slumber. He rolled from sergeant stated curtly, "Instructions are level" - and feels
bed, stepped directly to the door, and inside." Damaris petitioned the sergeant, that magic
found the handle in the dark. A guard "The light wand." He received a bone case
should be rare.
with a blazing torch impatiently rattled a little longer than Hokuroi's wooden one. Contrary to
off, "Assemble in the chapel immediately", An attendant stuck an armband in his wishes, all of
then rushed away. Hokuroi's face, then gave another to the major
characters in
Damaris. The band bore the seal of
Hokuroi threw on a heavy black robe as his campaign
Highport (a ship encircled by stars) and Wild Coast are
he kicked his snoring roommate to
stylized lightning bolts. Damaris bowed spell casters.
consciousness. The fat little gnome
quickly to the sergeant and headed off
protested Hokuroi's liberties with his
toward the door. He grabbed two more
person. The human mage swept up the
guards waiting near the temple entrance
carved wood box that he always kept with
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