Italics: The thoughts of the person speaking/ the current POV.
Bold: Actions, Set changes, POV switches, etc.
Normal: Descriptions, Exposition, etc.
"Quotes": A character talking.
(Parenthesis): Slang translations, only generally. I don't know the specifics on some.
Fair warning, lotsa curse words, to those who don't mind, read on.
Story Description:
Night City, 2076 'The City of Dreams'. Night City has it all: from the monumental skyscrapers of industry-leading international megacorporations, to the luxury villas of world-renowned stars, to the lawless neighborhoods rampant with poverty, unemployment, and brutality, where gang wars claim dozens of lives every day.
Across the countless mercenaries, gangs, corrupt cops, junkies, bums and even cyberpsychos. Only a small number are immortalized as legends in this City. Where so many will try make their dreams come true or die trying. After all, 'Nobody ever leaves Night City. Except in a body bag.' And so, You returned to this shit stain of a city, to continue raising your name up, and chase your dreams.
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*2076 AD*
*The Afterlife*
*Third Person's POV*
Rogue: "Hmm, sounds like a pretty intense job. But with the amount of eddies (Eurodollars) you're putting up. I can't take the gig." Taking a smoke out and lighting it up.
Rogue: "That amount'll only fund a decent crew. And picking a fight with a Megacorp'll cost ya more than that."
Client: "That's all I was given, I can't get anymore funding unless I get this job done."
Rogue: "If price is so much of a problem, you're shit outta luck. 'Specially for what amounts to a suicide mission."
Client: "C'mon, Rogue. Y'know we've been working together for some time. You're the Queen of the Afterlife, can't you do me a favor and help me out with this one?" The guy was basically pleading at this moment. Taking another hit, she let the smoke sit inside her lungs before breathing out.
Rogue: *sigh* "Alright fine, go see this fixer (middleman), and ask for their man. I'll send you their detes (details)." Her pupils flickering as she sent the data straight to his head.
Client: "...Sissy? Never heard of them."
Rogue: " 'Course you haven't, but you've heard of the Gunslinger right?"
Client: "The Gunslinger? Course I do, who doesn't? Guy's a legend."
Rogue: "Not yet he isn't. But he'll handle high risk gigs for relatively cheap. And Sissy's the only fixer they work with."
Client: "Thank you Rogue."
Rogue: "My debt's been paid, I'll see you around." Dismissing him, the client stood up and went over to the bar. Taking a seat and calling the number.
Client: "Sissy."
Sissy: "Who is this? How'd you get my contact?"
Client: "Got it from Rouge, over in the Afterlife. Said you could set me up with the Gunslinger. Got a gig for him."
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