Cyberpunk Rp Novels & Stories

She found the folder near the bottom, unlabeled except for a date, and she sat down on the floor of the storage room and read the whole thing twice before she let herself feel anything about it. The contract was exactly as bad as she remembered, in the ways she remembered, and worse in ways she hadn't fully understood at twenty six, when the whole thing had happened and she'd been too consumed with watching her father unravel to read the fine print herself. The clause on page forty was every bit as buried as family legend had made it, a restructuring provision that transferred design credit and controlling decision rights to Cross Holdings under a set of conditions that, on paper, looked lik

A roar of a dragon echoed, and then they were gone. Rift 2: The Roaring 20s. Mafia Vespera tipped her hat. The Enforcer holstered his guns. "Keep it real, toots," Mafia Vespera grinned. "And if anyone gives you trouble... send 'em swimming." They vanished into a cloud of sepia smoke. Rift 3: The Cyber Future. Cyberpunk Vespera saluted. The Titan nodded. "End of line," the Cyborg said. "Glory to the machine."

My heart is pounding in my ears and I can't even hear my own thoughts clearly. This was a bad idea. A bad idea. "Hunt," I said softly, rubbing my thumb against his hand. "I don't know what to say," he said. "So now you're with the rogues and you believe everything they say." "Hunt, I think they can help me. I'm not saying I believe them. They said they aren't the only rogues in the area. They just stuck together because they are hybrid and they've been kicked out from their old packs."

Leyland, gobbled his down while Sol kept her eyes on a Tea shop that was swarming with activity. Customers walked in and out as casual as it went, completely uncaring of the Triad gangsters in their midst. The 14K hung out on the outside, talking by their modded cars, sporting dragon tattoos and gang insignias on necks. Some of the members were cyborgs, modifications varied but nearly everyone had a brain CPU implant or some external augmented reality glass stuck to the side of their heads. All this was as clear as day to Sol, courtesy of her enhanced cybernetic eyes capable of zooming in at targets roughly at 100 feet.

Majority of the campers are boys because game addiction is their thing – to be exact, Dungeon Raydens-addiction. Dungeon Raydens is a sandbox-style MMORPG that’s a one-stop-shop for a lot of things. Kate remembers that, when Ecto was still around (darn, it hurt to think that), they did almost everything there except PvP and the MOBA-esque Battle Royale end game, which Ecto abhorred for their violence.