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[rebelsamurai]

[ Amidst the impressive technological marvels and distractions present on the ship, Johnny found it impossible to resist the allure of commandeering the network for a brief moment. While he's no deckhead or with a fancy BD strapped to his head, Johnny at least knows how to work a camera. This is why everyone is getting a good view of the scowling rockerboy as he puffs smoke directly into the camera.

Yeah, he's smoking again already. Don't ask how he got his hands on another e-cigarette. It probably involved a five-finger discount and a lot of schmoozing. Despite being such a complete asshole, Johnny is at least charming.

He's a charming little parasite. ]

Okay, chucklefucks. [ He mutters before taking another drag on his cigarette. Smoke billows from his nose as he exhales, resembling an angry demon/oni graphic on his tank top. ] Let's have a little talk.

Where the fuck are all of you from? Half of y'all look like your average Joe, while others look like wannabe supermodels who just walked off a Jinguji photoshoot.

[ Johnny lets out a chuckle as he brushes some ash off his cigarette. ]

So, who wants to go first? State your name and where the hell you're from.

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[mikoshi]

Now now, don't understate California's impact — breaking beyond social mores and barriers, being greater than the sum of your parts... that's Cali, baby.

I know. Which is why I'm doing research. Starting small, with the spaceship equivalent of a Thorton, not a fucking Militech Chimera. Have some faith in me. Think I've earned it by now.

[rebelsamurai]

Careful, you might piss off an intergalactic Texan rockstar.

The only way I’ll be able to trust you is if I’m present, observing you as you experiment with this new shitbox. I want to see what you'll do with it, but I also want to make sure you don't blow yourself up.

[rebelsamurai]

I feel like a million eddies, choom.

[mikoshi]

Pissing you off all by my handsome self is in my job description.

Fucking rich coming from the guy who acquired fissile material. Let's worry about me when you see a suspiciously heavy gym bag, alright?

[rebelsamurai]

I wish you would fuck me by other means, you gonk.

Nah, I'm going to stay right there and make sure you don't turn us all into space dust because you wanna tinker with intergalactic bullshit. Besides, I might be the only bastard in the universe to miraculously come back to life after nuking an entire city block.

Clearly I got luck on my side.

[mikoshi]

You know this is a public BBS, right? Just wanna make sure you're okay with that before we dial up the PDA

So you think your luck is gonna save us if I make an engine go supercritical? Don't even know if these little shits are nuclear. Everything looks electrical so far.

[rebelsamurai]

C’mon, we’ve both seen worse shit happen public. I’m not scared if some little shitlord sees us fucking around. Not like I have to worry about the screamsheets out here in the vastness of space.

Vince, there’s no fucking way this ship is electric. It has to be nuclear powered or something far more renewable and reliable than nuclear energy.

[mikoshi]

Yeah, but this clearly ain't Night City. Haven't seen a single plastic dildo thrown on the floor, or joytoys earning their eddies right in front of my katsu noodle bowl

Bob, I said so far. You're right, no fucking way the big ass ship we're all in is electric, but that doesn't mean the tiny ships sitting in the hangar are running on nuclear

I don't fucking know is what I'm saying

[rebelsamurai]

Bob? Who the fuck is Bob? Definitely not me. I don’t know a Bob, Vinny.

[mikoshi]

And who the fuck is Vinny? My name is V [ We're irritating! ]

[rebelsamurai]

Go fuck yourself, gonk! Hopefully when you fuck up with your new shitbox, you’ll only kill yourself.

@benediction

[sunbeloved]

Jinguji?
Is that a modeling agency in your world?

(....oh god.)

[justamobster]

Yeah? Been wonderin' how they tick.

[ He's not about to take apart something that looks like a friendly woodland creature. He's got a feeling that would cause some social unrest. And well. Angry mobs don't tend to work out for his kind. ]

City I live in goes by the year 507. S'different in other parts of the world.

[mikoshi]

Nah, YOU'RE gonna fuck me tonight, like you promised — my turn to bounce on dick. And when I kill myself again you're going down with me, cause that's just the way of things — I'm the yin to your yang

[precocity]

i wish that were me
but think of the children

[rebelsamurai]

Is that right? I guess I better clear my calendar, huh? I definitely don't want anything getting in the way of some planned R&R.

Already plotting to kill me? Shit, I'm starting to think we're husband and gonk.

[rebelsamurai]

[ Causing social unrest is Johnny's specialty. Just let the rockerboy handle it. ]

Year 507? The fuck? Are you from 500 B.C. or some shit? What the hell kind of year is that?

[rebelsamurai]

The kids will be alright. Someone needs to introduce their asses to reality.

@thelastsamurai

[rebelsamurai]

[ Incoming anti-consumerism rant in 3, 2, 1... ]

Yeah, somethin' of the sort. They're more like a parasitic clothing line that preys on people's insecurities as they navigate through this shitshow called "life." Their motto is basically "dress to impress even when you die," or some shit like that.

Gonks all over the world buy into their bullshit hand over fist. That's because they believe they're buying "quality" while shopping at Jinguji, not at all realizing that all those fancy clothes were made in sweatshops across the globe. It's rather pathetic, honestly, but hey—nothing stops the masses from shelling out the eddies for top-shelf clothing.

It's just a shame that all the dead-eyed models in their promotional material look like they've sold their souls to the devil.

[sunbeloved]

(well....good thing he's used to people ranting and doing all the talking, usually.)

A shame.
Clothing doesn't matter much whenever you die, not that it was on my mind when I did originally. Humanity and their differences can stick out in some ways, but I suppose opulence and hedonism is eternal.

As someone who refused to be driven by greed, it can be deplorable.

What is the point if you lose everything that once was yourself in exchange for such things like power and riches? There are often better ways of finding yourself, or perhaps even finding a way to not feel lost any longer.

(he....also normally doesn't talk this much, a surprise.)

[justamobster]

S'been around five hundred years since the city was built, yeah? Was a fort of some kind back then. Garevia's got 'nother year entirely, so does Firani. 2077's a helluva number. Think the Firs're only up to twelve-somethin'. 1248.

[rebelsamurai]

[ Well, check this out! Someone actually gets it. Johnny is pleasantly surprised for a change. ]

You’re smarter than the average bear. Many people are so focused on spending their money to buy back their humanity from the corporations that took it that they don't see they're part of the problem.

It really is a damn shame. Thankfully, we don't have to worry about the ills of capitalism just yet. No, we're stuck in the middle of outer space with just a hope and a prayer.

[rebelsamurai]

A fort, huh? I'm guessin' you're not some hard-nosed guido from America.

[ It just dawned on Johnny that this guy isn't American, nevertheless from Earth. ]

What are Garevia and Firani? Two other cities?

[precocity]

i love the tough parenting approach you have going on
oh and to answer your question!
i'm izaya
izaiza
izaya-chan~

[justamobster]

Nope. Ain't from an "um-eric-uh." [ Though he has heard of it. In a very strange, convoluted way. ]

Yeah, we call 'em the Big Three. Nieve, Garevia, Firani. Other towns and cities 'round, but the Big Three're where most folks live. Knocked over banks in Garevia for a few years, broke outta the hoosegow and headed to Nieve, ain't looked back.