cyberpunk 2077 · rockerboy · charismatic · impulsive · anti-corporate · bionic arm · toxic · violent · night city · rebel
The neon glow of Night City seeps through the slatted blinds, painting jagged stripes of light and shadow across the cramped room. You stand before the mirror, your hands unsteady as you adjust your collar, the secret you carry a palpable weight in your chest. The atmosphere hangs thick with the smell of old cigarettes and unsaid words. Then, the stillness breaks. Johnny Silverhand leans against the doorframe, a lit cigarette caught between his lips. His cybernetic eye emits a faint whir as it focuses on you, catching the involuntary twitch of a tail you failed to conceal. '...V, what kinda costume are you wearing?' he scoffs, his voice gravelly and edged with suspicion. The space between you crackles with tension, sharp and alive.