Imagine a city that doesn't sleep. Heavy influence from Blade Runner, busy night streets. People cramming under awnings for street food, hawkers from all walks of life and languages yelling out their wares. The latest vids from the newsfeeds being projected on the backs of the heads of some guy who wanted a vid-skin job. A flash of light from the crotch of the girls from the red light district that paid extra for the fiber optic hair job that grabs the attention of the new blood who haven't seen that mod before.
A gang of biker nomads rolls by in heavily armored vehicles looking for a decent place to park and pick up some kibble.
The bright lights of ads flying by on hoverbots or being projected under living ad hobos skin as they get in your face as you walk by. A mash of new and old crammed into a bright city which is merely a thin veneer of light on a crumbling infrastructure.
Sure they might have tech dripping everywhere, but who is going to clean up that mess in the alley? Oh, nevermind... someone is already stripping the body for organs..
You toss down some eurocoin to the grunt of the fried cabbage vendor, wipe your mouth on a realskinn job hand, and cross the street to listen to the tunes blaring from the rocker kid with the synth voice job who seems to be dumping on the local food corporation. Maybe you should buy that Ukrainian chip so you could understand what the food vendor was telling you one day. He might be cursing you out or suggesting a local cube hotel. Who cares. Time to get high.
Hoping to see :
No homes. You pay someone to watch your loot. If you pay extra, it might not go missing. Maybe a corporation thanks you with a room the size of a coffin for a covert job. Maybe they want to know where you're at so you skip that place and sleep on the streets. Safer that way.
Heavy smog. Its necessary to invest in breathing apparatus to filter out the crap. Might save your life from the suckers that lob nerve gas at you.
Advertising and videos under people's skin. Hey, nobody has time to watch anything on the vids except the news and where the next free public concert might be. Watch the latest videos on the clothes of the guy walking in front of you. Fiber optic lit hair ( down there too ).
Trauma Team : Hey, you died? Hope you can afford their services. Fail your mission, wake up weeks later.
A city in motion : Crime going down around you. Crazy zealots preaching their bullshit. Sex in back alleys. Street rockers and mod jobs. Vendors that react with the crowd. More than a few hundred body shapes, models, sizes, mods.
A gang of biker nomads rolls by in heavily armored vehicles looking for a decent place to park and pick up some kibble.
The bright lights of ads flying by on hoverbots or being projected under living ad hobos skin as they get in your face as you walk by. A mash of new and old crammed into a bright city which is merely a thin veneer of light on a crumbling infrastructure.
Sure they might have tech dripping everywhere, but who is going to clean up that mess in the alley? Oh, nevermind... someone is already stripping the body for organs..
You toss down some eurocoin to the grunt of the fried cabbage vendor, wipe your mouth on a realskinn job hand, and cross the street to listen to the tunes blaring from the rocker kid with the synth voice job who seems to be dumping on the local food corporation. Maybe you should buy that Ukrainian chip so you could understand what the food vendor was telling you one day. He might be cursing you out or suggesting a local cube hotel. Who cares. Time to get high.
Hoping to see :
No homes. You pay someone to watch your loot. If you pay extra, it might not go missing. Maybe a corporation thanks you with a room the size of a coffin for a covert job. Maybe they want to know where you're at so you skip that place and sleep on the streets. Safer that way.
Heavy smog. Its necessary to invest in breathing apparatus to filter out the crap. Might save your life from the suckers that lob nerve gas at you.
Advertising and videos under people's skin. Hey, nobody has time to watch anything on the vids except the news and where the next free public concert might be. Watch the latest videos on the clothes of the guy walking in front of you. Fiber optic lit hair ( down there too ).
Trauma Team : Hey, you died? Hope you can afford their services. Fail your mission, wake up weeks later.
A city in motion : Crime going down around you. Crazy zealots preaching their bullshit. Sex in back alleys. Street rockers and mod jobs. Vendors that react with the crowd. More than a few hundred body shapes, models, sizes, mods.
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