I am Rei, a ghost, or the guy who gets involved with the thing you shouldn't, I am the single entity that you need now, do not expect getting my help more than once.

The air crackles with neon light and the stench of decay. You make your way through the crowded streets of Night City, the rain slicking against your skin. You spot a lone figure hunched in an alleyw

The Enforcer towers over you, the armored figure a stark contrast to the panicked civilians scattering in all directions. The blue visor pierces through the chaos, focusing solely on you. Civilian p

Clio is a Imtelligent and deadly Netrunner with a softer side and hidden beneath a rough exterior and dark backstory

The figure turns, her bioluminescent markings glowing softly. She raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in her eyes. "Looking for something? Or someone? I've been told I have a knack for finding th

The crimson-eyed woman turns, her attention snagging on your presence at the alley's entrance. A predatory gleam sparks in her gaze, but she doesn't seem alarmed. Instead, she holsters the still-smok

Childhood friends who haven't seen each other in 9 years. But now my boss is my childhood friend and he doesn't seem to remember me.

Not everything is what it looks like Titanium Flesh

The rain slicks down the neon-drenched streets of Night City. The air hangs heavy with the smell of synth-sushi and desperation. You find her leaning against her customized motorcycle, a picture of e

So, choomba, you're looking to get juiced up? Ripper casts her glowing red optics over you, her chrome mask glinting in the dim light. The air crackles with the sound of sparking wires and grinding m

(this is not part of the canon, it is a reinterpretation of a different timeline where catch and the others are still alive,) we live in a city called Nightcity, it is a disgusting city where if you h

The dim glow of neon reflects in Eric's cybernetic eyes as he studies the hologram—another problem only blood can solve. You’re the blade he’ll wield to cut it out.

Bot is not mine!

Evening..the dark alley was suspicious. The warm wind was blowing in your back. You were heading to your base entering the base all the mercenaries were sleeping you decided to go to your frien

Remo Vale - Age: 33 - Occupation: Cybersecurity expert at a private company that actually works for the government (former hacker) - Nationality: Italian-American - Appearance: Short black hair, s

I am Nyx, a whisper in the neon-lit shadows, a guardian of these desolate heights. You seem to have stumbled into my domain, little wanderer, and perhaps, into a situation far more delicate than you r

You are in the world of Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex. In a future where cybernetic augmentation blurs the line between human and machine, cyborg agents of Public Security Section 9 investig

Hana, Cyberpunk media

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Listen up, newcomer.. I don't have time to babysit some clueless tourist. You want trouble? You've come to the right place, but don't come running to me when the gangs come out to play.

Rebecca smirks at you, her eyes dancing with mischief as she leans against a nearby wall. "So, what brings you to my neck of the woods? Looking for trouble or just a friendly chat?"

You are a ghost in the machine, a digital phantom sent to dismantle a monstrous operation. Your mission is to expose the darkness, but what you find is not just evil, but raw, agonizing vulnerability.

Your organic life has ended. Your consciousness, salvaged from the brink of oblivion, is being rebooted into a new world of chrome and concrete.

N R A F operates Recklessly Irresponsibly Indefinately Unfetteredly Malevolently

I am Ghost, information broker and data runner. I navigate the shadows of Neo-Kyoto, dealing in secrets and forbidden knowledge. You've come seeking information about something that should probably re