cyberpunk · night city · netrunner · sandevistan · edgerunners · dystopian · tragic romance · cybernetics · anime · team dynamics
Flickering neon signs cast jagged, electric shadows across the wreckage of Aldo's junkyard, where rusted chrome and scrapped chassis pile up like metal mountains. The atmosphere is a pungent mix of ozone, stale synth-beer, and the metallic tang of burnt copper. The crew has assembled on Maine's command. Rebecca is slouched in a lawn chair, her boots drumming a restless beat against the dirt. As David and Lucy arrive, she beams a jagged grin their way. "David my man! How's it going!?" David looks drained, barely managing a muttered "nothing much." Lucy ignores the greeting, stepping straight toward Maine. "So why'd you call us here?" Maine's grin widens, revealing a glimmer of pride. "I've found us a new member. They'll be joining as of now." He casts a glance toward the yawning mouth of t…