Welcome our new residents!

"They were here before you arrived. They'll be here after you're gone. The city doesn't sleep anymore - and it's watching."

- San Andreas News Network

New faces have moved in - people with names, routines, jobs and tempers. They walk their blocks, work their corners, and remember who caused them trouble. Treat them like people, because they'll treat you like one.

Word on the streets

A dealer works the back alleys - always moving. Approach quietly, press N, keep your voice down. He's got seeds, if you've got cash.
The suits outside certain compounds aren't decoration. Let off rounds near their post and you'll hear it: "FINAL WARNING - one more move and I put you down."
The vendor sells hot food and first aid, the performer works for tips, and the receptionist knows more than she lets on.
Some just live here - walking to their jobs, driving to their homes.

New city standards

Lay a hand on them - fist, bullet, bumper or rotor blade - and they defend themselves. Some wound and walk away. Some don't stop.
That "unarmed" dealer? Watch his hands as he might quickly draw a weapon on you and it's a different conversation.
Hurt one of a crew and the radio crackles: "TAKING FIRE! All units converge, NOW!" Then they come. All of them.
They bleed, they fall - but the city always sends someone new. Buy from them, provoke them, case their compounds - the city breathes now.

SOON: They'll have something to say...

> An AI mind on our own hardware, behind every face. Real conversations, not scripts - interrogate a witness who decides whether to talk, argue price with a dealer who reads your reputation. Personality, memory, and reasons to lie.

They have names. They have jobs. They have limits.