Recent content by Anders Whitard

@Dmitri Antonov @Vigilant Anders' eyes narrowed as Vigilant finished speaking, his gaze flicking toward Dmitri. "Highly-classified military program," Anders repeated, his tone quiet, almost thoughtful. His cybernetic fingers drummed once against the desk before curling inward. He reached...

@Queenie Nowear 10:30 AM He thought she was simply brilliant. She was young, exciting, full of life, a salve to the otherwise cynical mess that Night City presented. Anders huffed out a quiet chuckle, scratching at the stubble on his chin as she danced around him, all warmth and energy. It...

@Queenie Nowear 10:30 AM The cab sped off with purpose, chasing after a pedestrian burdened with either a dream or just too many groceries to carry the rest of the way home. Anders slid his cell phone back into his pocket. He had all the standard implants for hands-free...

Income Update Name: @Anders Whitard Reason: Monthly Income Thread Title: N/A Money Earned: 5000 Link to Thread: Staff Approved: @Nefadar

@Vigilant @Dmitri Antonov He breathed a little easier. Dmitri's presence readjusted the precarious balance of power slightly into his favour. His cybernetic eye flickered as it refocused in the dim lighting, processing the situation with practiced calculation. The tension in the room was...

Across from him, Mr. Stuart stood rigid, a corporate silhouette cut from the same cloth as all the others. Military posture. Tactical implants hidden under a standard-issue Militech suit. He was young, sharp, the type who hadn't yet learned that the city swallowed men like him whole. Anders...

@Dmitri Antonov @Vigilant Anders exhaled slowly through his nose. The name meant nothing, but the affiliation sure as hell did. Militech knocking on his door wasn't just bad luck—it was a complication, and Anders hated complications. Still, he didn't reach for his piece. Not yet. Had they...

Anders sat in the dim glow of the clinic's backroom, the weight of last night still pressing against his ribs like an old bruise. Dmitri's voice lingered in his head—don't answer the door, don't let anyone in. Paranoid as ever. But then again, Dmitri had reasons to be. The city didn't reward...

@Dmitri Antonov The desk in his office always felt like the perfect place to start the day. It was where he would sip on a perfectly brewed and curated espresso, a singular hit to jumpstart the morning and ease into the waking world. For some in Night City, addiction looked like a mean and...

Income Update Name: @Anders Whitard Reason: Monthly Income Thread Title: N/A Money Earned: 5000 Link to Thread: Staff Approved: @GehennaUponUs

TAG: @Vex Kiranova | @Wilma F. Darcy Anders barely looked up from his work as Wilma pocketed the pills, his focus still on Vex, who was groggily coming to grips with the new thrum of synthetic life in his chest. The clinic smelled of ozone and burnt circuits, a byproduct of whatever digital war...

@Ryan Graves Anders leaned back slightly in his chair, the neon glow from the Ashlar Clinic casting faint streaks of red and blue across his face. His expression was calm, almost amused, as if Ryan's words were an old story he'd heard a dozen times before. He reached for a rag to wipe his...

@Ryan Graves Anders leaned back, setting the soldering iron down with a faint clink. His face barely shifted, a ghost of a grin flickering across his lips. The neon glow from the window caught the sharp lines of his features, casting half his face in shadow. "Ryan, you look like a man who...

@Ryan Graves Anders didn't look up from his work, the hum of his tools filling the clinic. His blue eyes stayed focused on the delicate circuitry in his hands. "Flattery? It does nothing," he said, his German accent giving his words a deliberate, clipped tone. "No discount. And no faster...

@Ryan Graves Anders sat fixing the small unit on the sterile workbench, focussed intently on its micro components. He stopped when he saw Ryan leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed like he had all the time in the world. Anders tilted his head, his sharp eyes taking in the younger man's...