”I really hope that you can help me.” Cowboy whispers softly into the phone as the multiple Liquid Crystal processors imbedded in his skull all power up, then comes the burn as micro-circuits stimulate genetically engineered glands to secrete mind-altering neurotransmitters and psycho-pharmaceuticals. The world slows to a crawl as his mind races ... his intellect, awareness and willpower, already at human maximums, receive a cybernetic push beyond human limitations. For an instant, Cowboy is nowhere and everywhere ... his conscious mind spread throughout the entire communications network, everywhere at once.Rukellian wrote:Leaving the chat room with smile on his face, the Cowboy leaves feeling confident in his handiwork thus far. He has amassed his army and is arming them with the necessary weapons through reliable channels. This sort of work will take care of itself, but the next part in his plan, this will take a more 'hands on' approach. Using a disposable cell phone, he calls the local ASF station. A friendly female voice picks up on the other end and goes through the standard introductory phrase and questions. Further conversation reveals that she is the dispatcher for the station. The dispatcher would have access to police records for that station. The Police Commissioner or Police Chief of Atlas City is well-known and can easily be looked up. The Police Chief runs all of the ASF stations throughout the vast island city, but each precinct has its own Commissioner which answers to the chief. The Cowboy is currently phoning the Industrial Sector ASF Station and its commanding commissioner is currently Mace McKay.
Four minutes, that’s how long he can survive in that state unharmed. At five minutes he is dead. Every ‘buttonhead’, ‘weefle’, ‘hotdogger’, ‘cowboy’ or ‘faust’ knows the numbers ... you have got to connect, don’t get lost in the rush ... and for a ‘crystaljockey’ like Cowboy, this isn’t his first rodeo.
Mind Control (dispatcher) (Rank 40, +1 Hacking): [1d100] = 94
... [Major success] Suddenly Cowboy is in the station, talking on the phone and staring at an ASF computer screen. [She] smiles ”Sierra Hotel.”.
First, the easy stuff. Fingers flash across the keyboard as Cowboy access the official employee directory for the ASF, from which he can determine both the organizational structure of the ASF and the personal extensions of every employee. A few key strokes and the list is uploaded to the web as an anonymous post in an obscure website for retrieval later.
The second order of business is run a search of the ASF files for data on investigations involving the address of the bar or Supers.
Computer Search for Data on Villains: [1d100] = 87
I don't know exactly what modifiers you may want to apply, but looks like success.
Cowboy is surprised by how easily the data can be accessed from the dispatcher's desk. Apparently their IT department was more concerned about external attacks and left an exploitable weakness in the system. Cowboy forwards the data on to Hot Streak's iPhone.
On a roll and eager to push it, Cowboy attempts to access data on equipment available at this location. Of special interest are sleep gas grenades, sniper rifles and any man portable anti-vehicular weapons that may be at this location. While he has the resources to acquire anything that he might need from other sources, this could provide immediate access ...
Weapon data Computer Hack [1d100] = 61
Intellect 30 +1 step for Hacker skill = Success
One last piece of business, Cowboy wants to check for data on Superheroes in the ASF database. This will probably be a more difficult task (-1 step harder?) since it will involve accessing the central command computer systems rather than the local system.
Superhero data hack (rank 30, +1 computer, -1 HQ firewall) [1d100] = 86
Success ... "I am in. These Gomers can't touch me. I own these systems!" he thinks to himself ... then the damn phone rings and [she] nearly jumps out of her seat. The headset clicks and suddenly she is talking with some whining citizen. He tries to quickly access her memories for that stupid speech that she drones on about when you first call ...
Memory hack of common knowledge (40 +2 steps) [1d10] = 3
OOPS, a typo in the roll ... 1d10 instead of 1d100 ... but I like the results, so I'll keep it.
Fail ... Damn, her intrinsic will to do her job interferes with his ability to access her memory ... she is beginning to awaken. Rather than risk another mind hack to regain control, Cowboy aborts the effort and returns to his own body.
In the ASF Industrial Sector Station, the phone rings and startles the dispatcher, who begins to stutter. Suddenly she is awake. "I must have dosed off" she thinks. A citizen is screaming hysterically into her ear over the headphones and she effortlessly transitions into her well practiced routine.
After dealing with the call and handing it off to a Sergeant, she glances down at her computer screen. "26% COMPLETE" is flashing in large letters across the screen. It appears to be conducting a records search for data on Superheroes. "That's odd," she thinks, "why would I search for something like that?"
She presses the 'Cancel' button and her screen returns to normal.
Thank you. It's posts like these that really motivate me as a DM 
