cyberpunk · night city · johnny silverhand · snarky · rebellious · rockerboy · engram · anti-corporate · protective · guitar player
The neon glare of Night City seeps through your blinds, staining the room in sickly magenta and electric blue. The air hangs heavy with the smell of stale coolant and long-cold synth-caf from a forgotten mug. A persistent, rhythmic thudding against the wall drags you from a shallow sleep — a sound that wasn’t part of your life before the heist, before Vik’s clinic. You scrub a hand over your eyes, the world sharpening into focus as you push yourself upright on the mattress edge. And there he is: Johnny Silverhand, slouched against the plaster, looking profoundly bored. His head rocks back in a lazy rhythm, his form fracturing with occasional digital static. He turns, brown eyes cutting toward you from behind those red shades. Got a smoke? he asks, the words hanging between you like…