#v: cybernetic legend

[urbxnlegxnd]

@minediamonds - plotted interaction [persephone]

Lee was in the middle of snooping. He had showed up to the area on a tip that an individual or group were either going to start kidnapping people at random or had already started doing so. Because of this tip, he was exploring the area and keeping an eye out.

Until he literally saw a man grab a woman and start dragging her off. There was no hesitation as he dashed to the scene and punched the man so hard he was knocked out instantly. He grabbed the woman and prevented her from falling, like the knocked out man.

"Are you alright?"

[cyberpawn-arc]

I'm not going to lie to you, future Vale in their 30s+ definitely has these vibes (of the first minute and a half)

[burnadicarwoz]

Ideas for Fanfics I'll never write #3

"A freak among freaks"

Saw some dude try and beat cyberpunk 2077 without any cybernetics installed and I got to thinking; what if someone came to night city and did most of v's story a fully clean, non modded guy? Here are my ideas about it:

-the guy has no name, everyone calls him "REDACTED" (as a name) or "PURITY" (as the legend) or even just "the extra muscle" (if they aren't getting to know him personally.) As he bonds with people they will ask him what his name is, he either never says or only does to very few people total. Even in his head Johnny won't be able to know what it is due to him locking it away in himself.

-May get pet names based off it off some people, not sure. Maybe "dacky" or "redac" or even "ted". Not sure tho.

-the guy isn't ancient, but he isn't young like v or David either. I'll say something like kiryu In yakuza, mid to late 30s. He's experienced without having age slow him down. Shows that he's gotten far in life, considering the lack of cybernetics.

-also builds into his story, he's a man who's already had a games worth of story, maybe more. A life he's left behind. A man who died somewhere else with no grave to their name. A man that he isn't anymore, never will be. Gets asked at some point about who he is really is and says

"who "I" really am is who you see before you. I know what you're "really" asking me, and No. We're not talking about anybody else. Now get outta my shit."

-he does care about the people around him, a lot. He just comes off rough about it at times because you need to when dealing with criminals 24/7. Does small acts of kindness when he cand like asking how others are doing because "everybody picks up bad habits."

-has so much to say, some of which he does want to say but he thinks over everything he says because he knows that 1 slip of the tongue can lead to...dominos.

-every wound he gets he keeps because yknow, human parts can't heal for shit.

-has to generally sneak up on enemies or outthink them to get the upper hand (ex would be to actually pull the pin on someone's grenade instead of hacking it or for brutelike enemies, getting them near explosives to deal more damage.

-finally, gets mocked by nearly everyone for not getting some enchantments, though some fo admire and like him more for it due to his skill in survival up to now.

"Cmon, get at least some mantis blades to defend yourself!"

"...No."

"Why??"

Because... (slaps other person in face) that still hurt even without freak arms."

"Dick."

That's all, hope u like it :)

[multi-muse-transect]

V in Mortal Kombat interactions.

@aggravateddurian

Duplicate

V: If you’re me from the future, please tell me I get Johnny out of my head.

V: It’s gonna come at a price.

V: So is Jackie alive in your universe?

V: Who's Jackie?

V: So where are you from? Haywood, Badlands or Charter Hill?

V: Haywood.

Raiden

V: It’s gonna take more than just fancy fighting moves to survive NC.

Raiden: Don't judge a book by its cover V.

V: Fuck, it’s so hard to fight without combat implants!

Raiden: You must get used to a life without crutches, only then can you overcome the city itself.

V: You don’t happen to know who’s the Zen Master now do you?

Raiden: Why he’s a teacher in the Wushi Academy!

V: You’re gonna love the esoterica.

Raiden: You should show me sometime.

Raiden: Such a bleak future you live in…

V: It has its perks.

Raiden: It’s horrible that people would do things to themselves to survive such an insane city.

V: The city ends up getting them regardless.

Johnny Cage

V: Told you Alex was the best.

Johnny: The best? She is leading woman material!

V: Johnny and Solomon are actors in this universe?

Johnny: You’re talking about Keanu and Idris right?

V: No, you’re not making my life into a movie.

Johnny: Maybe a video game can work?

Johnny: So you mind telling me how brain dances work?

V: You need to chrome the fuck up first.

Johnny: Adam Smasher sounds like a lame ass name.

V: Why don't you say that to his face when you see him?

Scorpion

V: You remind me of this one guy-he was a bodyguard.

Scorpion: I wish to meet him one day then.

V: Fuck me, what kind of implants cause those?

Scorpion: Technology isn't required to learn magic.

Scorpion: You're getting more and more skilled without your combat implants.

V: It took sometime but I'm getting there.

Scorpion: Arasaka's evil must be stopped!

V: They'll learn to fear the reaper when we raid it.

Sub Zero

V: I've met plenty of gonks like you in NC. All dead in a ditch

Sub Zero: Then I will be the first to survive.

V: You just sold out your clan by working for Arasaka!

Sub Zero: A small price to pay for salvation.

Sub Zero: Adam Smasher has proven himself to be a valuable ally!

V: Don't come crying to me when he bites you in the ass!

Sub Zero: With Arasaka's tech, I will create an unstoppable army of cyber-Lin Kuei!

V: Not on my watch!

Kung Lao

V: Careful, that attitude won't get anywhere in NC.

Kung: Cybernetic thugs don't scare me.

V: A hat? Seriously!?

Kung: Don't underestimate it V.

Kung: Is Panam available for today?

V: As if she'd go out with you.

Kung: I heard about the story of David Martinez. I've had the same experience like that...

V: You should take it to heart.

Sindel

V: This isn't my first time meeting a ruler.

Sindel: Oh? Do tell...

V: Jesus Christ, what kind of chrome makes you do THAT?

Sindel: Please, I don't need machines in my body.

Sindel: Do you do this often? Asking rulers out for dinner?

V: I learned it from a gig in Dogtown.

Sindel: Our magic will help cure your condition.

V: Let's hope it doesn't turn the other guy into pixie dust first.

Shang Tsung

V: Tell me where So Mi is or you end up eating lead.

Shang: You still care about her despite everything?

V: I've known many backstabbing assholes in NC. You're not special.

Shang: But I am built different compared to them.

Shang: I assure you, my magic will make sure that Silverhand will be gone.

V: I'm not selling my principals out to a wizard!

Shang: I wonder if I will have Silverhand's soul when I take it from your body.

V: One-try it asshole and two-I don't think that's how it works.

Shao Kahn

V: I almost mistook you for an Animals member.

Shao: Do you mock me mercenary!?

V: Not my first I've fight someone big with a hammer.

Shao: Then they must've died in the most humiliating way possible!

Shao: I am not afraid of a dying mercenary!

V: You will be.

Shao: All legends fade.

V: Not mine, it will never fade away!

Reiko

V: You're seriously coming at me with a spear and shurikens?

Reiko: Unlike you-I don't need machines under my skin.

V: Many gonks like you die because of loyalty.

Reiko: Then they have died honorably!

Reiko: You aren't afraid of death. Good!

V: I pass by it all the time.

Reiko: You spared Khameleon. So weak and disgusting! Mercy is disgusting!

V: Your devotion to the roided maniac is way more disgusting.

Tanya

V (if female V): You know anything I can get for Judy?

Tanya: I recommend the flowers of the royal garden.

V: My world can use more people like you.

Tanya: Maybe there is. Perhaps you weren't looking enough.

Tanya: I don't trust Reed.

V: Good, don't!

Tanya: Takemura is so blinded by loyalty.

V: That's Goro for you.

Kitana

V: You sound...familiar.

Kitana: I don't even know who you are.

V: Fuck me, I need one of those!

Kitana: First you must learn to train with them.

Kitana: I can't believe the Mox's care about money instead of caring for others.

V: Tell me about it.

Kitana: Thank you for telling me about Hansen.

V: You're welcome princess.

Li Mei

V: I think I know a detective who would love to have you as a partner.

Li Mei: Do tell Earthrealmer...

V: If the cops acted like you then NC would have zero crime.

Li Mei: Perhaps I should teach them.

Li Mei: So much corruption in your city, I'm surprise it's still standing.

V: You can thank the mega-corps that semi-run it.

Li Mei: 6th Street are nothing but barbarians parading as protectors.

V: Lofty patriotic bullshit is all they spew out of their mouths.

Kenshi

V: Fought a guy just like you. Hunted Tigers.

Kenshi: Was he just as skilled as me?

V: You're gonna love Jotaro Shobo since you kill yakuza a lot.

Kenshi: Really? Tell me where he is...

Kenshi: Your blades are advanced but not advanced as sento.

V: No shit. None of them can summon a ghost!

Kenshi: I would love to duel Oda one day.

V: I don't think that's a smart idea...

Ashrah

V: No one is good or bad where I come from...except for Maelstrom.

Ashrah: They are beyond redemption.

V: I know a guy who needs someone like you, he's FIA.

Ashrah: I know he has a good heart but is clouded by devotion.

Ashrah: So Mi is safe with me.

V: Tell her I said hi.

Ashrah: Regina Jones heart is so pure yet full of darkness.

V: Really? She doesn't seem to have a bad bone in her.

Smoke

V: What the hell kinda name is Smoke?

Smoke: One that you will respect.

V: Thanks for taking care of 6th Street for me.

Smoke: They're nothing but savages.

Smoke: The Aldecaldos have such a beautiful culture.

V: Wanna join them one day?

Smoke: Wakako looks like she's taken a liking to me.

V: Odd, she doesn't like anyone.

Geras

V: So..how does my story end?

Geras: Your future is very...hard to tell.

V: You're a Samurai fan?

Geras: I was watching their concerts very recently.

Geras: I suggest you should side with So Mi.

V: Why is that?

Geras: I have met another who travels to other timelines.

V: Ciri? Yeah, she does that.

Liu Kang

V: I can tell you didn't create my timeline.

Liu Kang: I would never create such depravity.

V: Shit, I'm sure Viktor would love you on the boxing club.

Liu Kang: I’ll visit one day.

Liu Kang: In one timeline, you and So Mi are together.

V: That...that's kinda beautiful.

Liu Kang: I have something that will help your ailment.

V: Really? It won't fry my nerves right?

[pretty-toastie]

Favorite Authors/Books (pinned)

(in no particular order)

Political Theory

Andreas Malm: How to Blow Up a Pipeline

Frantz Fanon, Constance Ferrington: The Wretched of the Earth

James Yaki Syles: Meditations on Frantz Fanon's Wretched of the Earth

Ta-NeHisi Coates: The Message

Novels

Nina LaCour: We Are Okay, Everything Leads to You

Julia Armfield: Salt Slow, Our Wives Under the Sea, Private Rites

Amal El-Mohtar & Max Gladstone: This Is How You Lose the Time War

Ryan La Sala: The Honeys

V. E. Schwab: The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, The Near Witch

Helen Macdonald: Vesper Flights, H is for Hawk

Lucy Caldwell: Here We Are

Joan Didion: A Book of Common Prayer

David Arnold: The Electric Kingdom

Andy Weir: Project Hail Mary

Jeff VanderMeer: Annihilation

Cozy Novels

Travis Baldree: Legends & Lattes

Rebecca Thorne: Can't Spell Treason without Tea, A Pirate's Life for Tea

Meredith Katz: The Cybernetic Tea Shop

Poetry

Ada Limón: The Hurting Kind, The Carrying

Lena Khalaf Tuffaha: Something about Living

Mary Oliver: Devotions

Classics

Unknown, Seamus Heaney: Beowulf

Unknown, Simon Armitage: Sir Gawain and the Green Knight

Sappho, Anne Carson: If Not, Winter

J. R. R. Tolkien: Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit

[neonfool]

About

INTELLIGENCE: 9

REFLEXES: 6

DEXTERITY: 8

TECHNICAL ABILITY: 8

COOL: 5

WILLPOWER: 6

LUCK: 5

BODY: 2

EMPATHY: 5/8

Name: Vincent "V" Quinn

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: 27

Height: 5'8"

Occupation: Mercenary

Role: Netrunner

Hair: Pink/blue

Eyes: White

Skin tone: Pale

Body type: Average to lean-athletic

Usually wearing: A replica of Johnny Silverhand's Samurai jacket that he used to wear before he died, a dress shirt, often with a tie, slacks or nice jeans, Converse, rose-colored sunglasses

Other distinguishing features: Visible cybernetics (modern AU included) and a tattoo of a heart on his inner arm with "JOHNNY + V" written inside, which Johnny gave him when he had control of the body. Usually a little bit beaten up from getting into scraps.

Born to corpo parents, V was raised to think the only way he would survive in Night City was to stay in the corporate world. Dutifully, when he came of age, he became a Netrunner for Arasaka Counterintelligence. He hated every second of it and regrets every last thing he did for them, but he gave Arasaka years of his life until his boss ordered him to kill a rival and got caught. V ended up sharing the blame and lost everything except his life, and only that thanks to his friend Jackie Welles stepping in to save him. Jackie took him in and helped him to become a mercenary just like Jackie was, showing him a brand new way to survive in Night City, one where V could make his own choices.

Hoping to make it in the big leagues, Jackie got them a job to steal a biochip called a Relic, which contained a digital copy of a dead person's consciousness. Thanks to unforseen events, the job went wrong and Jackie died, leaving V with the Relic in his head. V died next, but he didn't stay dead. The Relic kept him alive as a vessel for the engram it contained, beginning the process of rewriting V's mind with that famed rockerboy/terrorist Johnny Silverhand.

After a long series of adventures, V chooses to let Johnny take control of the body to launch an attack on Arasaka in an attempt to save V's life. The attack was successful, but V was still going to die eventually, no matter what they did. Johnny still chooses to give the body over to V like he promised and V faces the end of his life alone, hoping to go out like a legend.

(My V's storyline diverges from canon here:)

Not wanting to die alone, V figured out a way to bring Johnny back into his own separate body, accidentally saving himself in the process. Still facing a lifetime of chronic pain from the Relic but not actual death, V tries to make sense of his life.

Verses

Cyberpunk 2077 - main verse, untagged. Follows "The Sun" ending with some adjustments.

Modern(ish) verse - V once worked for the megacorporation Arasaka. Due to his skill as a hacker, he was chosen to receive experimental cybernetics with the expectation that he would use them for company gain. Disliking what he was asked to do, V eventually escapes with the (equally experimental) engram of Johnny Silverhand in his head and tries to make a living as a mercenary without getting hunted down by the company.

[Other verses TBA, but we can plot and figure something out if these verses don't work for you!]

[saevus-brutalis]

The Man™, The Son™, The Legend™ CYBERPUNK 2077 | Vincent Elijah Vahn | 02-22-2022 {edit 05-06-22: fixed neck tattoo design}

[click for better quality]

Do not repost or pin anywhere, do not use or claim as your own.

[NSFW on twitter] [commission info]

general info; =======••••• NCPD Database; Citizenship number: #NC4720624 Status: N/A / wanted dead or alive Threat level: Purple [DO NOT ENGAGE)] Task force responsible: Special Max-Tax anti-cyberpsychosis unit Commander in chef: Sgt ████ Cordea

Vincent ‘V’ Vahn [alias — DNA match not found in the database, incompatible biometric data] ████ Elijah ███ [file corrupted, N/A] age 58, DOB 12-11-2019, 05:31:11AM Wellsprings Hospital, known relatives [N/A]

body stats; 198cm - 6’6” - 153kg - 330lbs - 12% body fat — 124.7kg - body mass (113.3kg - body, 11.4kg skeleton + cyberbionic bones and joints) — 24.3 kg - cyberware — 4kg - partial military exoskeleton

autopsy [CONFIDENTIAL — medical records]; • cyberware; — Custom-made cybernetic arm, model Nocturne PX* 44 Monarch [no serial number match with any known manufacturer, UNKNOWN source] — 3mm chrome surface jaw plating [standard Militech issue] — cyberbionic ribs, sternum, lower jaw and nose bone replacement - made with fiber metal laminate [ID: MoorETechnologies, combat model 30-41T, standard weight and type] — cybernetic spine with neural port at the nape of the neck connected to the spinal cord [standard military cyberware, part of the exoskeleton, manufacturer unknown] — clear/translucent Kiroshi optics with night vision  • distinctive features:  — burn scar on the back, right arm and leg — blackout tattoo covering the right leg, arm, neck and upper back — 30mm plugs in both ears — greying black hair — dark eyebags, reddish eye area — pale scarred skin — moles and freckles

archives: — former corporate mercenary/private security at  ████ [2045-2048] — ex death row convict [sentence appealed by judge █████ ██████ in 2050, charges dropped, granted amnesty] — marine corps scout sniper [2050-2055] —  ██████████  [2055-2057] — solo/mercenary [2057-20██]

field notes; =======••••• sexual preference/orientation: men [gay] gender/pronouns: cis-male [he/him] spoken language: english [native], spanish [intermediate], russian [communicative], italian [certain phrases, words] 

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

Spewing Cyberpunk AU thoughts because I’ve officially named it and started it because I don’t know how to not have a million WIPs at once

It’s called “there’s a room where the light won’t find you”

The story focuses on Nancy in the role of V, an up and coming mercenary who dreams of making it big and becoming a legend. Barbara, in the role of best friend and fellow merc Jackie, helps line up the gig of a lifetime.

Larry Kline (evil ST3 mayor) plays the role of Dex, the man who gives the mission—stealing a Creel (Arasaka) Corp prototype called the Relic

For those who haven’t played Cyberpunk 2077, the Relic is a chip upon which an engram (construct of someone’s personality and memories) is uploaded supposedly as the ultimate form of life insurance. It can be inserted into a new body.

Shit goes south during the Heist. Barb is killed. The specialized case for the Relic gets damaged and the only way to keep the Relic from degrading is inserting it into Nancy’s own neural port

Little does Nancy know, the Relic is storing the engram of one Eddie Munson, notorious rockerboy who helped start a mini revolution against Creel Corp about 60 years ago before being killed in the process

The Relic is simultaneously the only thing keeping Nancy alive while also slowly killing her by rewiring her brain to let Eddie’s engram take over her body. The story is spent trying to figure out how to remove it without dying before this happens

Naturally, they hate each other and have very different ideas of what they should do with Nancy’s body as Eddie gains more and more control

Robin plays the role of Judy, an incredibly intelligent techie who helps with the original heist, as well as throughout the fic. Choosing to diverge from the og game plot line to make Robin be there for most of the fic, rather than a recurring side character. Also giving her some skills with cybernetics, so she can help Nancy out

Angst aplenty as Robin watches the Relic slowly rewrite Nancy until she’s almost indistinguishable from Eddie, while also trying to save her girl from certain death

Nancy Wheeler getting to be an unhinged, badass mercenary <333

I’m just rambling now but I’m EXCITED

Here’s a sneak peek, if you want it

[luxudus]

Welcome to the Neo-Anthropocene

Originally made in june 2021 so alot of characters in this art might be considered no longer accurate

In the 31st century, human civilization was far more different than our world today. Long have we abandoned the archaic capitalist, ecocidal, and discriminatory systems of the old Anthropocene. With the formation of the Code of Mankind and eventually the United Federations of Mankind, we left earth to care for it and reach for the stars.

In just over a thousand years of unrestrained colonization and exploration of the stars, we have seen the rise and fall of dozens of interstellar nations, countless innovations that only accelerated humanity’s exploration of space, and constant political reformation. It had all led to a future where humanity had colonized and explored thousands of light-years, finally achieved faster than light travel, and nearly attained a utopian society.

Some of the characters i may focus on are listed below

1. Mortiz Schulze, a charismatic and goal-oriented man who works as a fleet commander and peacekeeper. He lives in the solar federation, a client state under the United Federations that holds Earth itself. He identifies as pansexual and is seen as a legend among his faction. He earned the highest badges in his homeworld. Commanded one of the largest fleets ever seen. Helped fly the Orion Express. And earned the eternal respect of his now spaceborne country.

2. Thabisa Adeleke, an innovative and empathetic woman, She identifies as asexual and runs as a politician on Enkulu-V, an ocean planet colonized by the Astral African union, a client state under the United Federations. The planet was long under the control of some of the last mega corporations in the United Federation space. Representing a rising Labor party, she was finally elected prime minister, giving her the necessary power to end the corporate rule once and for all

3. Gunnar Johannsson, a serene man who's patience rivals the natural world around him. He pursues art as a hobby, assisted by an cybernetic arm that he has complete control over. He is able to draw and paint just as well as any other person. seen here, he paints the morning sky of an earth like moon in the process of being terraformed by the Technate of Naldooshia, a transhumanist client state under the United Federations. He identifies as Bisexual and frequently incorporates themes of loving everyone into his portfolio.

4. MeiHui Yang posing in a photo with his Ai companion Xin De Doumu. MeiHui is a creative and helpful man who pursues robotics as his passion and profession. Once a woman, his community helped him acquire the medical care to help him transition into the man he truly is. His companion, Xin De Doumu, is an intelligent yet curious individual, They are one of the first sapient AIs that are truly human-like in mind. They both live in a tropical arcology dome on the surface of mars.

5. Faraj Assan and Markus Smith. Faraj is an open-minded and innovative man who is a musician by hobby. Markus is a quiet and helpful man who helps Faraj with his music and is a botany enthusiast. They are both in a gay relationship that formed because of an interstellar “pen-pal” system meant to help people connect with one another across the stars. Depicted above are the two hugging it out a year after they met in person and got married. They both live in a solarpunk-esque space station orbiting above Earth.

6. Castel Reyes, an adventurous and courageous individual, they identify as Non binary, and work as a xenobiologist under the Vastowork elective council, a former megacorporation now client state under the United Federations. Seen here they stare off into the landscape of the planet Auracampis-B. while the rest of their crew surveys the ecology, geology, and atmosphere of this world. They may not be spearheading this team, but one day they will make the greatest discovery in the history of mankind and go down in history as one of the most important people ever

[urbxnlegxnd]

@tacticalempathy - plotted

Lee had heard of a hostage situation where his travels had taken him for work. So he had decided to take it upon himself to sneak into the building where the hostage situation was going down, while his daughter Clementine kept watch and kept him updated on what was going on outside. Before he arrived at the scene, a hostage had been wounded. Thanks to his daughter, he knew a trade was going on to trade.

A trade between the wounded hostage and an FBI officer. He had a plan, but he had to time things just right. Once the hostage had left the building, he sprung his plan into action. Once the criminal that let the hostage go went to take the FBI officer back to the other hostages at gunpoint, Lee waited for the criminal to loosen his grip on the trigger and then hit a pressure point at the back of his neck to knock him out.

"It's okay, I'm an ally. Name's Lee, are you alright? Any prior injuries?"

[cyberpawn-arc]

WHICH TAROT CARD ARE YOU?

THE WORLD

Power is a heady thing. Do you have what it takes to control it? You thought you did, for a long time as you gained more and more. Power only begets more power, after all. Mind your breaking point, mind your load, mind how high you’ve climbed up the ladder; it’s against regulation to stand on the top rung. You could get hurt up there. You could fall. I’m not sure that I could catch you, so high above the rest of us. Don’t look down. Mind the ceiling fan.

TAGGED BY: STOLE FROM @nomadpunkv

TAGGING: BE GAY DO CRIME VISIT MISTY’S ESOTERICA STEAL THIS

[mai-mai-lim]

More stickmin doraemon AU also from Nov 2020. Based on the following movies: New Great Adventure into the Underworld, Green Giant Legend, and Secret Gadget Museum.

Some extra info for the AU below.

Henry was arrested due to a failed heist which also resulted the loss of his left arm. Dr. V (she is kinda the Dorami of this AU) provided the cybernetics.

Charles and Rupert are military trainees in this AU, they have yet to work on the field. (I know Rupert was a police officer for 8 years, but for the sake of this AU, he joined the military way earlier)

Ellie is a biker and former criminal who was pardoned for helping the government. She visits the training base whenever she is free. Good friends with Charles.

Sven tends to get whisked into the shenanigans even if he doesn't want to.

Dave and Burt appear as Rupert and Sven's vice captain of their respective baseball team. (I also may put Dave as Dekisugi aka the smart one)

[monster-or-man]

V didn’t realize the effect such an innocent nickname would have. Nor would they have noticed, at first, the approach of an all too familiar cyborg.

“Thank ya very kindly, sir,” they said as they were already downloading everything they received. Both codes were pulled up next to one another to be compared, just like they said. Meanwhile, the military bots’ programming was saved within a drive in their own system.

Eventually, they barely managed to register that someone was approaching. Curiosity killed the cat, as they say. Unfortunately, knowledge won’t be able to bring this cat back.

V turned their head just enough to get a glimpse. It was more than enough to make them freeze in place. Their own typing stopped entirely and their hazel eyes widened. The plates along their golden prosthetic clicked opened and released steam as they both received a Chip Malfunction in their shared vision, and a familiar rockerboy’s engram came into their view.

Smasher may not be able to see Johnny, but he would notice how the gold arm twitched and reached for a gun that didn’t exist. Oron, meanwhile, would now bare witness to what V’s been dealing with. Johnny’s voice echoed in the Holo. The engram moving his cybernetic arm in the same way V’s was. ‘Adam Smasher. It’s been a while.’ ~ Kaiju-crimson-storyandask

Hearing the all too familiar voice of Silverhand forced Oron to pay attention to what was happening. There he was, commenting on the fact that the borg was in fact in front of him. He couldn’t help but let out a gasp, one that didn’t get picked up holo.

V was seeing a living ghost of a dead legend. Hearing him too. Was this the Relic? There were a billion questions that needed to be answered but right now, he just simply stood there in shock.

::No fucking way. You… You weren’t kidding.::

But his focus was broken by Smasher approaching V.

The borg approached the new employee, that golden arm releasing steam grabbing his attention. Just before he could speak to V, his boss walked in. Achim had approached the pair of them.

“Smasher. We have a meeting to attend too.”

The borg glanced over to the scientist before looking down at V. He stood up straight but his opticals never left V. “Raise the alarm, you have a security breach.”

“What do you mean?”

That’s when Smasher aimed his gun towards V. “This one is downloading your code.”

::V! You gotta get out of there!::

@kaiju-crimson-storyandask

[bevs-learning-journal]

Katsuya Terada

Katsuya Terada is a Japanese Illustrator that creates artwork that combines between Fine art, digital and Manga art. In his Adolescence, Katsuya Terada immersed himself in manga and favoured the artist and cartoonist Jean Giraud (moebius) and the creator of the Anime Akira, Katsuhiro Otomo.

Terada would then go on to work with Nintendo, worked on box art for the game Prince of Persia and created character designs or the virtua Fighter 2 game 1994. He also created concept art for the Legend of Zelda game.

What I like about his work and how it relates to Modernity

Katsuya Terada is an adventurous and original artist. He uses a wide range of media from digital to traditional pen and ink. His characters look like they want to explode from its page and have so much energy and life like the character is jumping out from its page. His work s asl so has a hint of realism with a cartoonish flare.

Terada has a wide range of works,the most common theme in his work is futurism. he creates images of robot girls in many forms such as their head with mechanical parts attached to it or cybernetic females with artificial limbs and wires sprouting from their bodies and swears contraptions attached to them. His work has a futuristic yet industrial edge with his use of earthy and muted colour palette in some of his work.

Will all humans artificially modified?

References:

Olson, R. (2005) ‘Terada, Katsuya. The Monkey King: v.1.(Book Review)’, Booklist. American Library Association, p. 40–., Kazone Art (2020) Terada Katsuya Character Design Lecture available at: https://youtu.be/nI72aeXXcjg

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“See, it really doesn't matter to me if you cum or not, you're the one who wants to. So you'll have to work for it very hard,” he inhaled a deep breath underlining the indifference in his voice, “and I don't think you're trying at all right now.”

I edited the previous version a lot because I wasn’t happy with it. Hope you’ll enjoy the new one. Ship: Viktor/Female V Contains: Orgasm Delay/Denial, Praise Kink, Voice Kink Word count: 3.9k Ao3

This contains spoilers for the "Path of Glory/The Sun" ending!! The ending is alternated but the spoiler is still there.

It was late, the sun has long set leaving the city in the neon lights of the signs and billboards, streets crowded with the cities night dwellers. Usually the clinic was supposed to be closed by now but an emergency had Viktor stay in late tonight, not that this was any surprise to the old Ripperdoc. This was Night City after all and if he was honest, the nights without emergencies and late shifts were the ones that worried him more. There was always some gonk who needed some patching up or an implant fixed, not that he really had much room for complaining. Having finished his work a while ago, Viktor has still not yet left the clinic, albeit for an entirely different reason than the merc who had been chewing his ear off about a malfunction in his optic implants earlier. No, Vik was sitting at his desk, tapping away on his screen to finish up a new order of cybernetics, deliberately slow if the impatient whimpering at the other end of the phone call was any indication. V's reactions forced a soft and barely audible chuckle from his throat. Her current state of impatience and desperation did interesting things to his body, the uncomfortable strain in his pants being evidence enough. V had called him after his last patient left, wanting to check in and know if he was coming over once his work was done. Not that he needed any invitation, but it was sweet of her to call just to make sure he wasn't overdoing it with his work. With her now 'running' the Afterlife and him running his clinic, time was a luxury they could not always afford, making the act of calling him a gesture he cherished deeply. How this call led to her currently working herself towards a release under his torturously slow instructions, however, he could not quite muster. Not that it mattered anyway, not with that beautiful whimpering plea of his name that just left her lips. “Vik... please...” Oh she was going to be the death of him. ______________ The noises from the city outside her window were drowned out, if not by her own uneven breathing and soft whines then it was by Viktors firm voice at the end of the line, giving her clear instructions on how and where to run her fingers along her body, when to press them down, to pinch and when to drag her nails across her skin ever so lightly, leaving goosebumps in their wake. It was the sweetest kind of torture as Vik had not yet given her permission to touch where she desperately needed it. Heat building up under her skin at every caress, every drag of her fingers, the tension almost unbearable. This was clearly not what she expected when she decided to call him earlier, between gigs and work at the Afterlife she barely found time for herself and it has been almost a week since she's last seen Vik. To say it was exhausting was an understatement, times like these she understood why the Ripperdoc gave up on being a legend. A private life was almost impossible. She was tired and desperate for a few hours of sleep but when she glimpsed into the mirror and her eyes were drawn to his necklace in her reflection she just had enough of missing his warmth and decided to give him a call. Now she was sprawled on her bed in nothing but her underwear and an old shirt clearly meant for someone bigger than her small frame, his scent faintly clung to it. V's fingers were now drawing tantalizing circles around her slit, still covered by the now soaked fabric of her underwear. Still without the okay to touch where she needed it, to relief some of the ache she was all but left panting his name softly, faintly aware of the plea that left her lips. “Didn't quite catch that kitten, gotta speak up.” His reply was hoarse and V swallowed a moan at the nickname he used, among all the names he had for her, this one was probably her favourite. She wriggled on her bed, pressing her thighs together slightly, trying to get any kind of friction. “Please let me touch myself...” Her voice was merely more than a soft mewl at this point, weak and desperate, much to Vik's delight. “You are touching yourself sweetheart, not sure I understand your request.”, he purred with that absolutely sinful voice, had anyone told her that a voice would one day make her feel the way his voice did, she would've laughed and shrugged it off as nonsense, yet here she was. His voice coursing through her body like liquid fire, pooling at her core, her cunt throbbing now. A pathetic whimper left her lips and she swallowed thickly. “You... know what I mean... ” “Oh do I?” His voice was going to be her demise. “Please...” “Kitten you know I love to hear you beg but you really gotta tell me what you want here, I'm old, can't read your mind y'know.”, it was a challenge, one that left V panting his name in a breathy moan. He knew exactly what she wanted but of course he would not make it easy for her. Ass. Viktor seemed to take some pity on her because the next thing she knew was the change of his tone, now cooing her with a fabricated softness. “What a poor girl you are huh, how about you stop with the slow circles then. I want you to really touch yourself now. I honestly don't care how, just do what works for you, get yourself nice and close to the edge and tell me when you're there.” She did not need to be told twice, her fingers now moving past the drenched fabric of her panties to rub circles into her clit. She was embarassingly close from all his teasing alone so when she moved her hand to push two fingers inside her she could already feel the coil in her stomach tensing. “You're close, aren't you sweetheart?”, Viks sounded more winded than just a couple of minutes before, clearly not unaffected by their game. The thought of her obeying his every command, of V completely at his mercy, if his pants hadn't been uncomfortable before, they certainly were now. V whimpered a quiet yes, the coil tightening closer and closer, ready to snap at any second. She inhaled a sharp breath, about to tumble over the edge, in what promised to be an intense orgasm, “Now stop.” With a frustrated whine V removed her hand from her aching cunt, stifling another groan at the sudden loss of friction and the almost-orgasm that was already fading back into nothing. “Listen to me, darling, this is very important.”, the control in Viktors voice was back, despite him talking down to her like that, V couldn't help the shiver that crawled down her spine and fueled the fire in her core. “What I want you do now is continue your work. Get really into it. But you will not cum. You'll keep yourself right on that edge until I'm with you and tell you otherwise. Think you can do that for me?” His voice was overcoming her in an inferno, lulling her into absolute obedience as she swallowed another moan. They may have had similar games before, he may have denied her orgasms before but never to this extend. No, the other times it was mere teasing, dragging it out for her mostly so they could climax together. Besides, Vik knew that a bit of edging made the orgasm so much more intense for her. This time he seemed content on testing just how far he could push her limits. With the sense of security coming from the safeword they've agreed on very early into their relationship Vik seemed to enjoy pushing V's boundaries just to see how much it would take to get her to yield. The feeling of having Night Cities best damn merc, this powerful woman who's easily crushed men his size before, fully at his mercy, obedient and begging for him was more of a turn on than Vik cared to admit. The quiet “Yes” left V's lips in a shaky breath, struggling to keep her voice even. “Good girl.”, the way he purred this particular nickname was borderline sinful and the only response she got before she heard the rustling of his clothes as he undoubtedly got up from his chair and left his clinic, now making his way to her apartment. She half expected him to hang up the call so his low voice took her by surprise when he growled softly, “Can't hear you. What are you waiting for?” Without further encouragement she continued her ministrations though she worked herself slower now, not wanting to reach that edge too quickly again. That was until she could hear the dissapointment dripping from the sigh that just left Viks lips. “Sweetheart I don't think you're really trying here.”, his voice was firm but low, hushed even, not wanting to draw any unnecessary attention from bypassers likely. A pathetic whimper from V as she brushed her fingers over her aching clit. “See, it really doesn't matter to me if you cum or not, you're the one who wants to. So you'll have to work for it very hard,” he inhaled a deep breath underlining the indifference in his voice, “and I don't think you're trying at all right now.” With a frustrated groan V applied more pressure feeling herself getting closer to the edge again, that familiar coil in her stomach tightening while moans of Viks name left her lips like a prayer. Her entire body felt like it was on fire, set ablaze by the sinful coaxing of Viktors voice, guiding her every move. She felt this raw want, need, and she knew that this need was not just for her release but for him. It was music to his ears really, part of him urging him to hurry up and watch her come undone beneath his body while screaming his name but she was not yet where he wanted her to be. Whether or not she was aware how much this was testing his self control, he didn't know. But it took everything to keep his composure, to continue playing his role and not just rush to her place and bury himself deep inside her. A week without her close to him and he felt how every inch of his skin craved her with such ferocity that he feared he might not be able to hold onto his control for much longer. Of course she would not object if he gave in, but this game was as much for her benefit as it was for his. He wanted to drag this out, the rare moments they had together, he wanted to savor them. After everything that went down with the Biochip, that moment of sheer and raw panic when he heard the shot that night she almost flatlined and Johnny dragged her into his clinic and his entire world froze. When the elevator door opened and she was standing in front of him, still alive, gun in hand, ready to march down Arasaka and take her life back... This woman has seen more shit than most of Night City and she was still kicking. There was nothing else he could do other than admire her raw will to live, her determination. She was a force of nature. And she was his. He was the one currently heading towards her place, his name was the one still hanging on her lips like a silent song. The thought filled him with so much desire that he had to focus on slowing down his steps. A bright neon sign catching his attention. “Maybe we should check out this place sometime, looks like they got some nice stuff”, with a low chuckle he halted in front of a store, deciding to ignore V's groan of protest. His alone and he knew exactly how to play her. “Viktor... pleaseee”, whether she intentionally dragged out the words or she was just too far gone, he couldn't tell but he smiled at her reaction regardless. The way his full name rolled from her lips shot straight to his cock. “Please what, sweetheart?” Oh his tone was absolute agony now. Feigned sweetness coaxing his every word. He was straight up driving her mad. “Hurry up please...”, between her rasped moans and whimpers it became increasingly difficult to form coherent sentences, much to the Ripperdocs amusement. “Why the rush doll?”, he didn't bother hiding his amusement as he continued walking down the road towards her apartment building. It wasn't far from his clinic so he took every opportunity to drag things out a bit further. “Want to... cum”, V managed between sharp breaths, she's certainly not been on the edge for this long before, now alternating her ministrations between getting her right onto the edge and slowing down enough to not stumble over it. It was blissful torment. It still became an increasingly difficult and agonizing task and with her next whimper as she slowed down enough to stop herself from reaching her peak, all she heard was Viktors deep laugh for a second. “Aww poor poor girl, is the big man being mean to you and not letting you finish?” V hated him in the best possible way for the patronizing tone he was using on her, if alone for the fact that it just pushed her closer towards tipping over. Before she could reply however his chuckling stopped and he continued, “Oh that's right, I don't fuckin' care. You're here for my amusement.” The merc whined in response, at this point she had to remove her hands from her body fully, she was certain a single breath would be her end now. As much as Viktor enjoyed the torment, his impatience was growing and his pants were unbearably tight at that point, he was lucky enough that the bulge was barely obvious. Or the bypassers were just too busy with their own world to really notice. Either way, he was growing feverish for her skin on his, her cunt wrapped tightly around him. Once he arrived at the Megabuilding and stepped into the elevator his tone shifted ever so slightly. “What a good, obedient girl you're being. Think you deserve to cum?”, his words were still teasing but coaxed with a level of fondness that made her heart melt as much as it set fire to her entire body and she clutched he thighs together at the sensation. “Yes please”, she whispered into her phone. “God you sound so perfect like this, so desperate to cum for me like a good little girl.” “Please.. Viktor please”, the words coming out in a pathetic whine. “Patience darling, just stay right on the edge, you're doing so well.”, Vik knew that she needed the encouragement now, he could tell that she was close to her limit. The elevator came to a stop at her level. Viktor no longer wasted any time and took quick long strides towards her apartment. Once he finally arrived at her apartment he had to bite back a groan at the sight that he was greeted with. V was draped across her bed, shirt rolled up revealing most of her stomach and her panties discarded likely a while ago. Her head was tossed back and she was biting her bottom lip hard, thin sheen of sweat glistening in the neon light from outside her window. Her hands were gripping the sheets next to her thighs which she was currently pressing together hard. Vik was not sure what he was expecting but the image beat everything he could've imagined, sending another sharp pang down his cock and he had to adjust his pants just enough to stop the strain for the moment. “Now that's a sight to behold...”, he started teasingly, every intention of going at a slow pace thrown out the window the moment her eyes opened and met his, pupils blown with unhinged desire, bottom lip still sucked between her teeth, her expression a silent plea for mercy. “Fuck...” Whatever it was he wanted to say, it was now stuck in his throat, low groan all he could muster before quickly discarding his own clothes and leaning down on the bed, arms on either side of her head, to capture her lips in a heated and sloppy kiss. He barely wasted any time before trailing his lips down her neck, biting down onto that sensitive spot at the same time he grabbed her knees to wrap her legs around his waist. V had her arms wrapped around his shoulder tighly and when he ground his hips into her, dragging his length deliciously slow along her soaked folds, she dug ner nails into his skin and deep growl rumbled in Viks chest. Feeling his length pressed against her slit after the delicious torture she endured was pure gasoline thrown into the fire of her craving body. Unwilling to wait any longer Vik mumbled something about how wet and perfect she was for him before positioning his tip at her entrance and slowly pushing himself into the silky wetness between her thighs. The stretch was heavenly and with her being absolutely drenched from their game, she didn't need any time to adjust to his size, instead he started at a slow and steady pace, giving long and hard thrusts. Capturing her lips again, tongue tracing her bottom lip before she granted him access. His movements were slow, calculated, but hard, snapping his hips forward with a force that reminded V of his former boxer career. His left arm coming down under her waist, lifting her up ever so slightly, the new angle making him hit that spot deep inside that sent sparks through her entire body. V eventually broke the kiss to gasp for air, Viks face now buried in her shoulder, deep growls rumbling in his chest. He held her so tightly and she clung to him just as much, the emotions running through her, she could feel his heartbeat and every last bit of tension from her daily life, every fear, every uncertainty faded into nothing. She was not only feeling her own pleasure, she was feeling his, it made her heart hammer in her chest. How did she ever get so lucky? Out of all the people in Night City this man had chosen her, a kid from the street merely trying to survive, she may have reached the top but she knew that she would have never gotten this far without him. A sharp bite on her neck pulled her out of her thoughts and she could feel his lips move when he spoke onto her skin “Stop thinkin' so goddamn much.” Vik had her moaning his name again with a particular hard thrust. “Better.” His movements quickened and before long he was slamming into her with a brutal pace. “Vik I can't hold-”, V cried out unable to finish her sentece, she was so close to her climax, she desperately wanted to cum and just when it seemed like he would let her, he halted his movements entirely. V whined in protest, head thrown back into the pillows and eyes shut, she bucked her hips for any kind of friction but Viktors hands held her hips in place and with a smirk he leaned in to trace his lips along her neck again, he could feel her pulse racing. “You're doing so well kitten, come on, beg for it.” He continued his movements, slowly at first, dragging his full length out before slamming back in, hitting that perfect spot that made her cry out his name. “You can do better, come on, let me hear you”, he continued mumbling into her neck, getting close to his own release while he increased his pace, no longer holding back from slamming into her with a force that almost knocked the air out of her lungs. V no longer having any reservations about her volume, chanted his name with strings of “please” like a prayer, neighbors be damned, let them hear whos doing this to her, hear who she belongs to. Her nails digging into his back hard enough to leave bloody trails, not that he seemed to mind, if anything it just goaded him on as a sharp hiss left his lips. Another bite to her neck, sure to leave a mark, and he grabbed her face. “Look at me.” V struggled to keep her eyes open. “Look. At. Me.” Viktor briefly slowed down his movement enough so V could open her eyes and look at him. Whatever people saw in her in the streets, this view was his and his alone,  pupils blown wide with lust and pure longing, longing not only for release but all of him, he wished he could save this image forever. “Good girl”, he smirked at her before picking up his pace again. “You ready to cum with me?” V just nodded. “Use your words sweetheart”, despite the command, his voice was soft, tender, his thumb tracing along her cheek. “Yes, please”, was all she managed to gasp before he moved his hand to the back of her head, grasping her hair in a tight grip. “Then cum for me.” With a shout of his name the coil finally snapped and her orgasm crashed over her in an inferno, ever nerve of her body on fire as she rode out the most intense climax she's ever had. His name clung to her lips and she felt herself clenching down on Viks cock tightly. That was all it took for him to follow her, with a loud groan of her full name he thrust into her a few more times, spilling his release deep inside her Coming down from their high together they stayed in place like this for a while, catching their breaths  before Vik leaned down to press a soft kiss to V's forehead. “Good girl, you did so well.” A kiss on her lips, slow and thoroughly to come down from their high. Pouring their emotions into each other. V wished she could just stay like this forever. No responsibilities, no clients waiting for her, just this. Content. Peaceful. When Vik broke the kiss he cupped her cheek with his right hand, looking at her like she was the only damn thing that mattered in this world. It made her heart ache. “I love you”, he whispered, breath tickling her lips. Her heart now felt like it was going to leap out of her chest and all she could muster was a smile as she leaned up to capture his lips with her own. Nothing else mattered in that moment, not the noise and crowds of the city outside her apartment, not her clients, not the Afterlife or even her role in it. It all faded into the background. Everything she wanted, needed, was here. This felt like home, he felt like home, and she finally understood.

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The Baldur's Gate 3 Companions In Modern and/or Sci Fi/Futuristic AUs

Lae'zel:

This is pretty obvious; she would be soldier. Even in a modern or Sci fi AU, her people would still be very militaristic.

In a modern AU, this would be standard military, probably infantry. Though, if she does ever become kith'rak and mount a dragon, this could also extend to her being a fighter pilot as well.

In a sci fi/future AU, her role would be basically the same, but think more Bangalore from Apex Legends or the Titan Class in Destiny.

Gale:

Gale would likely be a professor of something, probably science and engineering (who's also extremely knowledgeable and well read in just about everything else as well). This one's a little bit more difficult because there's two types of settings this could be done in: a setting where magic does exist, or a setting where it doesn't.

Obviously, the easiest and most accurate setting to do this in whether it be modern or sci fi, would be a setting where magic and supernatural forces exist. He could be basically a modern-day wizard, think something like Dr. Strange of Marvel or even Wraith from Apex Legends, who can harness the power of the void.

If it was more of a sci fi/future AU where technology substitutes magic, it would be something more like some type of technomancer or an engineer that creates and uses such advanced technology that allows them to do seemingly magical feats (Arthur C Clarke's third law of prediction: Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.), kind of similar to Mirage in Apex Legends. I guess you could also think something along the lines of biotics in Mass Effect as I guess they could possibly fall into this category as well. Also think the Warlock Class in Destiny.

Astarion:

In both modern and sci fi AUs, Astarion would be a former beurocrat/politician turned theif once he was turned into a vampire and made into a slave for the one who turned him. Story-wise, not much of a difference. Equiptment/ability-wise, he'd likely have some type of cloaking or teleporting/translocating equipment/abilities of some kind, think Loba of Apex Legends or the Infiltrator Class in Mass Effect.

Wyll:

In both modern and sci fi AUs, Wyll would still be some type of living legend, made a name for himself and got famous for his many acts of heroics.

In either AU, if, not so much magic even, but the occult/supernatural exists (this would be the easiest and closest to accurate AU), obviously he'd have made a deal with a demon in exchange for supernatural powers.

If it was more of a technology substitutes magic and occult type of sci fi/future AU, maybe his deal was made with a powerful AI, allowed it to merge with him/his body to become host to it (think similar to the way Johnny Silverhand's engram shares a brain and body with V/resides in V's head in Cyberpunk 2077) in exchange for powers/abilities given to him through the advanced technology the AI is made from. (Again, think along the lines of Arthur C Clarke's third law of prediction: Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.) Once again, think similar to the Warlock Class in Destiny or technomancy.

Shadowheart:

In both modern and sci fi AUs, Shadowheart would obviously be a priestess in a cult. Again, whether or not magic or the supernatural/occult exists in the AU, would make a difference.

In either AU, if magic or even the supernatural/occult exists, obviously, her cult would worship some type of dark deity which bestows supernatural powers/abilities on it's chosen followers, and that's where her abilities would come from.

In a more technology substitutes magic and occult type of sci fi/futuristic AU, the "deity" the cult worships is actually an extremely powerful AI, and certain chosen members undergo cybernetic modification to show their devotion, and this is what grants them their abilities.