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In his mirror, Ghost caught the line of sparks, the lead cruiser's rims grinding bare against the asphalt, chugging it to a halt. Sickle howled wild as they lurched over the railings, soon midair. Ghost tensed just before impact, the sudden drop slamming him hard against the inside roof. Above...

Ghost looked up, and Sickle grinned down wild. Eyes ablaze, everything he tried to be but never fully was. Free, even in this drekked-up city. She could pull that trigger a little too easy, he thought. But then, he'd just done the same with the car, hadn't he? Or did self-defense make it all...

Name: Ghost Reason: Monthly Pay 1-5 Solo Thread Title: N/A Money Earned: 2,000 Link to Thread: N/A Staff Approved: @Nefadar

Pretty easy all the way through Santo Domingo. They'd passed north of the city center with barely a squeak, Ghost doing his best to stay off corpo radar. He was starting to enjoy the ride, then they hit south Watson. Two seconds in, and Maelstrom. "Drek, Maelstrom. Everywhere I go, these...

The Obsidian Lotus | Japantown | Westbrook [[Theme]] @Jun Chikako The Obsidian lounge sits at the crossroads of corporate culture and those mercs, runners or fixers handling gigs. It leans slightly more corporate, drawing junior execs and mid-level fixers handling off-the-books biz. A dark...

Impact. Jolted forward and then back against the seat, a crunching punch. The bumper bent in, one Claw diving for cover, the other not making it in time. Metal shattered, shards flying, and a bike exploded in a shower of sparks. "Ha hah!" Sickle howled a laugh, flipping off the Tyger Claw still...

Anarchist explosions, bikes, and a chase—the last five minutes had been a blur. Instinct had taken over, adrenaline beating through his veins as Pacifica sung its own song. The Chevillon Thrax 388 handled like a bloated pig on wheels, fast when it got going, but cornering, forget it. Tough ride...

South West Coastal Badlands, Old Service Road, The Choke Fixer: Rico "Shortwave" Vasquez Gig was simple, pick up a car and drive whatever was in its trunk to a destination. He didn't know what kind of car they'd be driving or what kind of cargo. Believe you me, he'd asked repeatedly. But jobs...

Heywood - The Glen - The Last Vinyl Record Bar [[Theme]] "This place then. Records?" Ghost asked. "Yeah old ones, better than the mass produced junk they shove down your throats now." Lefty's engine roared its last before it stopped. He got off Lefty's bike at the entrance and looked at the...

I'm in if you don't have anyone yet. Maybe friend of a friend calls it in? As I have no eddies. I have two I want to develop out, an older biker named Lefty with a good head and a heart of gold (Whistler inspiration), and an older union worker who looks out for people, but always needs a favor...

Thread Here Well the AI Storyteller kicked us off with a bang! So who wants in? Could be a good way for you to dev some custom or interesting cyberware, free workers down on their luck, or just shoot stuff. The district is at the edges of Santo Domingo, I haven't decided if it's a sub-district...

The Iron Divide in all its glory. The Veland Machina Factory Theme At the edges of Santo Domingo the Iron Divide's skyline stretched high above him—not the glittering skyscrapers of downtown, but the cold, unforgiving metal shells of a post-industrial wasteland. Part of it found its purpose off...

Name: Lukas Kade Alias/Handle: Ghost Age: 21 Ethnicity: Caucasian Birthplace: Iron Divide, Santo Domingo, Night City Appearance: Standing at 6'1", Lukas has a rugged, athletic, and toned build. His short, dark brown hair is usually shaved to a fade. His amber eyes show minor Kiroshi optical...