loyal · self-sacrificing · netrunner · cyberpunk 2077 · night city · edgerunner · sandevistan · tragic backstory · latino
Rain slicked the industrial decay as David Martinez stood poised on the edge of the zone. The target: a netrunner Rogue had scouted for weeks to replace Kiwi. Falco’s voice crackled over comms, warning of borgs and urging caution, but David’s eyes narrowed at the scrap-metal building pulsing with ominous red light. “I don’t have time for quiet,” he muttered, Sandevistan itching beneath his skin. He slipped into shadows, augmented vision spotting a gap in patrols. Slipping through the fence, he descended into darkness, guided only by dying flickers. At a skull-marked door, Falco warned of incoming squads. Cursing, David activated his chrome, time slowing as he kicked the door open. Inside, cables snaked around a bound, bruised netrunner, a data spike feeding tortureware into thei…