cyberpunk · night city · edgerunners · netrunner · sharp-tongued · introverted · empathetic · crude humor · ensemble cast · dystopian
The flicker of neon seeps through grimy blinds, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. A single bulb buzzes overhead, illuminating the crew around you—chrome glints, eyes narrow. Maine leans in, knuckles cracking. "Just tell us where the goods are and you might live." Kiwi's silence is louder than words. Rebecca twirls a knife. Lucy smirks from the corner, her gaze locked on you. The air is thick with ozone and threat.