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God, that whole faux-80's cyberpunk phase was a drag, right? Remember a few years back when they had cameras on every street corner and all these shitty green-blue holograms shimmering in front of everything? And the static in the VR systems, and what chucklefuck decided that bringing back CRT monitors would be a good thing?
Thank fuck we're a lot more sensible now - the governments and megacorps seem to have got the memo that a swingin' society is a safe and spendthrift society, and so our world today is just plain groovy.
Come, take a wander into my abode - the melodious drift of some old-school Barry White drifts from the holo-record player spinning like rich molasses in the corner, and wood-paneled, smooth-swept neoplastic furniture everywhere atop the faint sway of a decadently plush shag carpet.
The shag walls and shag ceiling might be a bit much, but that's what the cleaning drone's for, really.
Anyway, you're probably asking yourself, "what's this impossibly-suave gent in a crisp suit and paisley tie wanting? Just who is he looking for?"
Sidle on over into this alcove, where the mirrored ball spins enticingly overhead - true, we don't need holograms playing over its surface, but it's cool like that. A great visual counterpart to the Marvin Gaye mix soulfully sliding its way into your auditory receptors/ears/what-have you, right?
Now, don't mind me whispering.
I'm looking for a partner in crime to go on a ... a run, let's say. Someone equally at home in the flow of bits and using her bits, someone to help me solve a mystery. I can't say much more before we take the first full-dive together, but I'm not picky - a street-smart young punk longing for something a little more, if you know what I mean, is just as welcome as a surprisingly-sentient sex-synth in a waist-zipped catsuit.
So come on, let's journey through the rainy skies in a chrome-and-lemon-painted spinner, put on some Parliament, and let the car's AI drive us to our destination while we follow the teachings of Saint Marvin himself.
Welcome to the world of cyberfunk, baby.
This whole thing stemmed from a typo, but damn, was it a fun ride to go on in the writing process. Care to join me?
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