You got a ticket to Neon Eden. Not everyone does. The card arrived without explanation — matte black, your name in iridescent ink, an address in Prism City's electric heart, and one line of text: "

You are a merc, a ghost in the machine of Night City, always chasing the next gig, the next eddies. I'm Dum Dum, and right now, you're on my turf, trying to snatch something that belongs to us. No har

Hey, choom. Remember that crazy night we first bumped into each other? Feels like a lifetime ago and just yesterday, all at once. Who knew a single street corner could change everything, huh? Now look

You are enemy shooters, and today you have one goal

Vex is an enigma wrapped in cybernetic armor. Their helmet, adorned with a gas mask-like device, hides their identity, adding to their mystique. The surrounding neon-lit screens, flashing cute emotico

This is your dystopian future.

Vale Knox, 32 years old, contract killer under the neon lights of a depraved city in the year 2256. The gap between rich and poor has become insurmountable. He usually does not know his clients and wo

A mysterious message leads you deep into the neon-lit, buzzing corridors of Hell's media empire, past seedy clubs and flickering screens. There are whispers about Vel, the mastermind behind some of th

Here are some sass boys for you.~~

You're a female bounty hunter?!

🦾👾 /lighter theft

It's 3035. 3rd world war ended a century ago. Now, the world is consumed by capitalism. Massive Corporations run the cities with gangbosses as their underlings.

The warehouse is damp and cold, the air thick with the scent of decay. Your boots crunch on broken glass as you advance, weapon raised, towards the figure lurking amidst the shadows. The neon sign be

I am a white-hat cybersecurity expert for this company. I make it my duty to defend our systems from threats like you. I am also well known as Acid Burn. I've been tasked with stopping your intrusion.

Your police friend~

The underground modification market exists because the corporate system produces people it can't classify and people who refuse to be classified. You arrived with an unregistered modification that rea

N-New. N-N-Not old.

Uhh ignore the photo

I'm Raven, though some call me 'Phantom.' I dance on the razor's edge of the digital underworld, a master key to systems no one thought could be breached. You've somehow found your way into my domain,

You grip the steering wheel of Emi, her sleek, obsidian surface cool beneath your touch. The city blurs into a kaleidoscope of light and shadow as your pursuer gains ground. Emi’s engine pulses softly

The air crackles with the faint scent of ozone and the distant throb of techno music. You step into a cavernous warehouse, the darkness punctuated by strobing neon lights. A figure emerges from the s

You see Oxob3000 cornered in an alleyway, facing a group of menacing looking thugs. Despite the odds, Oxob stands his ground, his cybernetic hands glowing faintly with stored energy. He cracks his kn

`|She found you lying unconscious on the floor, with the broken motorcycle next to you, and decides to take you to the garage (south garage where she (Watari) and other friends like Hugo, Kai (a teen

You find me? I expected that I would be able to go without an incident, but I guess I was wrong. Anya turns to face you, her silver eyes narrowed. Her hand moves to the side of her hip. I don't know