Back in Windy City: The Information Broker.
I've been having a series of dreams. I think I've finally returned to the city from this dream. Anyway, if it is the same world, I'm not playing the "Producer" but myself in this world. I wander around the city assisting where I can. Helping those who've seen through the lies. Though because of our status, there are very few places where I can go. I went and visited a place I seem to frequent quite often. A simple little bar with a bunch of gadgetry stuff. There are a few close friends I take with me in there, the "Producer" wasn't one of them tough.
The Information Broker was an interesting buy. He had a mixture of "Ugh, just leave, I don't care" personality with quirky comedian. He always has quirky ways of doing things. The one that stood out the most was when we were waiting to be let into his hidden office we sound a hidden... game. Well we all paid the money to play and started answering questions. One of my companions got the question wrong and suddenly the floor started to move. It didn't look like a death trap, more or a inconvenience. Either way, I went down to the end of the trap. Then got out with help. It was really quite hilarious. Then eventually I woke up.
The Information Broker was an interesting buy. He had a mixture of "Ugh, just leave, I don't care" personality with quirky comedian. He always has quirky ways of doing things. The one that stood out the most was when we were waiting to be let into his hidden office we sound a hidden... game. Well we all paid the money to play and started answering questions. One of my companions got the question wrong and suddenly the floor started to move. It didn't look like a death trap, more or a inconvenience. Either way, I went down to the end of the trap. Then got out with help. It was really quite hilarious. Then eventually I woke up.