Sour Grapes

He never took the opportunity to actually look up before. It really was a hole in the wall. The double espresso was placed carefully next to the wrist of his suit coat, louder than the arigato and doumo exchanged under breath. Jesse normally hung...

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"Crowing" Closeup (Part 1/2)

It's a near-future cyberpunk style world with bioscuplts and cybernetics, and technology run rampant. this is part 1 of 2. the stories run simultaneously, but are best read separately.

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A Patient Death: Epilogue

I already have an idea for my next story, haha, a cyberpunk kind of story about a love-sick awkward dude getting swept up into a revolution, with strings attached - i think people will like that one, will be good to do something in the future rather than

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Adipose City: The Eyes of the Oasis

Obviously worrisome yet at the same time no one could agree on what it could be, some thought it was a phantom of the cyberpunk age, others thought one of the other corporations had a black ops project that they didn't adequately cover up.

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Rude Awakening - Eonfurioso commission

Finished commission story for eonfurioso on fa: this story was pretty interesting to work on, bonus points for the whole 'test subject tries to escape' type storyline is right up my alley as a sci-fi/cyberpunk fan ;d rated adult for violence and the twist

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1 - Datajack

My name is Samantha Thompson and I'm addicted to cybernetic augmentation. I've been a cyberfreak, chrome-slut, metalhead, whatever you want to call me, for eleven months, two weeks, and five days. During this time, I had most of my body replaced by...

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Long-Distance Partnership

The Hive. A sprawling city where industrial citadels rose into the choking skies like metallic mountaintops. A place where there was no such thing as sunlight; only a watery glow filtered through haze and smog. Those fortunate enough to be owners or...

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02A - Much Earlier...

Daylight had places that nobody every went. That, ironically, never saw daylight. These were the great, grinding bowels of the city. Places that ran on automatic. No technicians would actually enter them due to toxicity or inaccessibility. Instead...

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Origin of the FinalGamer 4 - The Net Tightens

The next day came with a warm smile for James in the form of reflective chrome, smiling his own warped reflection back at him from the depths of a nearby garage. His trusty motorbike of 6 years, which he slid his hand along gently, caressing the cool...

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Day 5 - Visor

This job was different than your usual. You and most other hackers got your tasks from a deepweb message board, where punks like you showed off the stuff they'd hijacked, plotted group work, and competed to see what the most prestigious domain you...

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Coronation Day, Chapter 8

"Hey Oz! Oz, you in here?" Spot called out as he entered the infirmary, Eina and her children in tow. A well dressed ostrich strutted out of an office laboratory and ruffled his feathers, joining them in an immaculately clean room with a row of beds...

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The Birth of a Phoenix (Chapter 1)

A cyberpunk fantasy time is inconsistent for me wherever i travel, so i cannot mark these chronicles with dates. my companions and i have traveled the world, traveled the planes, and have now finally breached the wall of time itself.

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