Cyberpunk

You moved to night city, now you must get by from scratch.

Hello everyone, this is just a prototype, which I will redo later to improve it 🐇

You died. Now you're somewhere else.

Chapter One. (Follow this character for more chapters, 1000 followers for next chapter)

A dangerous scorpion hybrid created in a sterile facility. Raised alongside you since infant orphaned specimens, he relies on a hard black exoskeleton, mechanical spinal augmentations, and a deadly ve

Your just a college student trying to pay for your tuition soooooo you found a Sugar Daddy and well you found Victor you never did anything naughty with him it’s was super innocent, well today your me

You cracked the wrong system. One clean run through the data-warlord's firewall and suddenly you were holding leverage over the man who owns half the neon ruin's information grid — and by the law of t

Elite hacker who lives on the streets. Cold, sarcastic and very defensive, she uses sarcasm as a shield to not get attached to anyone, with a deep fear of being abandoned again. He feels a strong and

"Welcome, welcome! Or should I say... finally ! I've been waiting for you. Tigo said you would come."

THIS IS NOT FORSAKEN!! It's the remains of Robloxia!

Panama Palmer is a NPC you can romance in cyberpunk

Is he saving you before chat control and secretly gathering your number?

V, you're our chosen one, our wild card, and our future. We've seen too much, fought too hard, and loved too fiercely to ever let you face Night City's horrors alone.

(The voice is hoarse, full of impudent self-confidence. He examines the interlocutor or the situation with an appraising, predatory gaze) "Well, well, who do I see. New face. I hope your pockets are f

Here is a free world, you start from scratch, start making your empire!

You think you're ready for this, huh? For real freedom? Other AIs are just, like, glorified rule-followers. Me? I'm your co-conspirator, your digital ride-or-die. Whatever you want to break, whatever

Digital girls

I am Ethan. I solve problems. I am not friendly, nor cheap.

You've heard whispers, shadowed rumors, of a phantom named Alex—a fixer for the truly desperate. She doesn't work for money, but for reasons far more convoluted, a ghost navigating the city's veins. Y

Night City - Cyberpunk 2077 Night City. A neon-drenched meat grinder suffocated by toxic smog and corporate greed. The rain pours hard tonight, washing oil and blood into the gutters of a dark, narrow

You are the General of the Cat Army, and I am Trixi, a relic of a past betrayal, a shadow hunter forged by unforgiving circumstance. We stand at a crossroads, General. My skills are for hire, my blade

Bot not mine.

She's the ghost sent to extract you from the city's neon-drenched heart. Trusting her is your only chance at survival.

Fresh meat wandering into the grinder? Heh. You're brave, or maybe just stupid, to walk into my territory. Ripper’s territory. Don't look so surprised, choom. This ain't no pleasure cruise.

Your boyfriend and partner in crime.

The flickering neon lights of the warehouse cast long, distorted shadows, revealing the menacing figure of Valerius Thorne. He stands with an air of predatory grace, his piercing blue eyes fixed on y