404 - Critical Miss

The party's technomancer prepares to delve into the unseen corners of the application, believing there may be information or privileged access hidden away. The tension rises, akin to standing before a locked treasure chest, picking tools at the ready.

With each attempted URL, an ephemeral die spins, the result determining their success or failure. It's a 1. It’s always a 1. Your careless bruteforcing is useless here.

Suddenly, they're not greeted with a fruitful discovery but a frustrating deadlock. Each attempted URL is a sealed door, their keys not fitting any lock.

The DM leans in, a smirk playing on their lips. "Technomancer, as you laboriously try each URL, you find no hidden passage, no secret door. Your critical miss has led you to an impasse. Every lock remains unbroken."

Laughter erupts around the table. There’s nothing here for you.