General Synopsis: A street punk made club owner, in debt to a megacorporation. A sultry, self-confident corpo executive, always there to collect payment. Underneath it all, tensions between the two largest megacorporations begin showing signs of boiling over in midst of a potential large-scale conspiracy. Not to mention all the chrome junkie gangs and strange characters with their own agendas in the midst of all the madness. Who the fuck is going to make it out of it all in one piece?

Playing as male character for female character, any writers welcome. 18 only of course, writers and characters.

Let me give you a quick deep dive into the madness, to get you inspired.

Here we go!

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2083.

Downtown San Diego, California, USA.

The Fluorescein Beach Neighborhood.

Club Carbonite.

11:23 PM.

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Being in debt to cybernetic loan sharks in these streets is a fucking drag. Being in debt to a megacorporation is a death sentence. Axton is here to defy his fate.

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Tonight was mainly about the new and refined sound of Techno music. High-powered speakers echoed across the dancefloor and resonated delicately past the VIP rooms, tuned perfectly to the ambient acoustics of the club, thanks to advancements in artificial intelligence. That technology was a courtesy of the Sinclaire Conglomerate -- it had to be. A bunch of fun-loving, chromed-up weirdos showing off their best moments, drugged up choreography illuminated by flamboyant pulse lights. The perfect measure of tempo. It's a party everywhere, and he wanted to keep it that way, or else the ballbuster would give him a hard time. Not like she wouldn't try to find any excuse possible to do so, regardless.

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Speaking of which... no, wait. It wasn't *that* ballbuster coming into his office right now, it was some other ones. A small posse of Sandstoners he knew all too well. They weren't friends, yet not really enemies? Is there a word for people you don't mind grabbing a drink with every once in a while, but otherwise don't give a shit about? Ones you just kinda... tolerate as long as they're not getting on your nerves? You bump into each other more than you'd really want to. Acquaintances. Yeah, that'll probably have to do for now.

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They arrived at our troubled first protagonist's office in a group of three, one in the middle, the main guy, you get the idea. This was the leader of his chunk of the county's Sandstone gang, Melt-Iron, approaching him with a not-so-enthusiastic look to his junked-up face.

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"The fuck do you want, Melt?" Our "hero" mutters out with disdain. Melt-Iron seemed to catch him in the middle of... well, we'll let him speak for himself: "You're interrupting me bashing my fucking head against my desk."

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Melt-Iron, in his ever so matter-of-fact tone, speaks in response. "That dumbass and his bitch girlfriend in VIP Lounge 6 should've been out hours ago... we have a reservation. Don't you know...?" At that moment, him and his cronies approached closer to the desk, folding their arms. "Why haven't you told them to fuck off, already?"

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Axton leans back in his (admittedly quite comfortable!) seat. "Guy's an upper echelon Xylent executive. Him and his 'bitch' are throwing credits at me. Shit's a fucking gold mine, I can't lose out on that, can I Melt?" He asks in a trademark sarcastic tone.

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Melt growls in anger, pounding a shiny titanium fist against Axton's desk. "Fuck do I care, you moron? Get that asshole out of my fucking spot, right now!" Axton smiles for a moment, raising both hands up in playful surrender.

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"Alright there, big guy..." He replies, chuckling. "You know customer satisfaction is number one. Until this corpo dickhead leaves, you and your boyfriends get free drinks at any of the bar stands. Then you get double time at the lounge."

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Melt-Iron stands back for a moment, shaking his head. Still unamused, he at least seemed to be listening. "You fucking asshole. It's gonna be nothing but top shelf for us until then!" He says, pointing a finger right at Axton before motioning his boys to turn around and leave. "One of these days, we're gonna blow that shitty apartment of yours up!" He finishes with some parting words before finally exiting his office.

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"Please do!" Axton yells as they already leave. "Make it look like an accident! I'd rather have the insurance payout!" He sighs, rubbing his hand against his face for a moment.

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...the ambience of the club continued for a few sweet seconds, and Axton took the entirety of them to savor it, until the inevitable.

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A sweet, silky, seductive voice appeared nearly out of nowhere, from the rear corner of the room. "Xylent, huh? Well well, now what would *they* be doing at a Sinclaire-owned club?"

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Thus speaks out our second protagonist, our lovely corpo sweetheart with her own goals and ambitions in mind, and always one for stealth. She has what it takes to be a legend. Seems like she was always watching, always listening, and popping up in Axton's office out of nowhere just to tease and torment him.

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What they had right now... was more or less a business partnership. As in, she as a representative of Sinclaire takes 95% of the club profit to pay off his debt to the conglomerate.

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"I'm not rich enough to give a shit..." he mutters.

Nothing but fun times ahead, that's for sure.

Back to Axton bashing his fucking head against the desk.

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Alright, your head is back above cold water, now. I've really just been wanting to do a long term cyberpunk type of roleplay for quite a while! By "cyberpunk", I mean the theme, not exclusively the game/anime, but we can merge and play around with different ideas! I am familiar with them. I really love just getting immersed into the world we build together. I have a lot of ideas in mind for this roleplay, and a lot we can explore. Of course, this is a collaborative effort, so I am very much open to any thoughts you might have had for you to get the most out of things! This was just a little piece to get ourselves thinking, we can totally talk details and make this into something amazing.

Very much open to romance and NSFW themes, it is cyberpunk in all its raunchiness after all, which we can discuss more about in PMs if you want!

I'm going to write forever if I don't find a good place to stop right now. If you find these themes interesting in any way, you are more than welcome to shoot me a message! PM only please, I don't look at the chat! Thanks again!