Cyberpunk 2077: The Machine War
Autheors Nots: I tried palying Cyberpunk on teh PS3 but it just crash game in the most horrifying way ad teh sound it makes.. so I got refund and so I made fanfic about what I thinked the game whould be leik if it woked or was finshed.
The year was 2076 and mankined had finaly advanced to the Cyberpunk age. It tok many resrouces and time but man kind had fainly done it but while mankind was exploring the new units and buildings that cold be built thear is an other storyed that we will lok at.
"It was a day like any over day except it was not and I sat at my desk swiging wiskey like pacman eating pills. I was loking at the paper another postuite murdred in a sting of horific kilings "what else is new" I snided "but I guess I should lok into this one". The names Ryan Maxwell and I am privete dick twnty years solving cases in the sticking rathole that is New Jack City. Kilers robbers gansters I had sen them al nothing in this rotten world cold shock me but this case whould be diffrent it would be darker and moar colder than anything I had toched before"
"There as I sat in my officer she walked, the dame to dye for with legs longer than Uma Thurman and boobs biger than Lara Croft and hair richer than that chick from tangled. A dame like that cold only mean trouble and I was in a heap of it alredy. Why of al the detetiv offices in all the wolrd did she have to walk into mine?"
"As I smoked cigeretrte as she began speak "I need help" and I scuffred "who dosen't lady why dont you try a shrink" but she was frim as rock she new what she wanted and she new how she was gonna to get it. "this a dreinft kind of problem one only a dick can solve" she said "yeah and why dont you try the copers" I snered but she wodnt lisen "they dont want to hear it and like I said only a dick can solve this problem".
"I guess I had to listen and I had tto admin that I was cruiosy to hear what would bring a board like her to a sucmmy office like mine but what was that old saying curosity chiled the kat and I was just abot to find out true that saying is. "ok you have me what is the problem" and she had me alright wraped around her fingures like a coiled snek or a rope being puled by an aheint ejyptian slave who building pymids in the medevil times. What it ever it was it had to be good"
"She stated speaking in that honyed voice of hers a voice that could sweten the blackets cofie but I new these dames "The names Jesica Stone and I am in deep troube Maxwell I work as slinger in the Club Drama" I new that place mafia joint onwed by Don Mario one of the cruelst and vicous mafia in tihs rotten apple it is a casino, nightclub and one of the most rotten dens in the west coast. "I was finshed woking and I at back stage clearing up. That is when I saw it Big Mario and som of his wise guys playing cards as usual but on the table was the Dragons Eye Jewal"
"The Dragons Eye, this case went deep deeper than the marian trench or the bottle I wisky I had been drink and I only new the half of it. The Dragons Eye was stoled form the musem of Aneint Art in what was a sing of roberyies in this stinken city that cares for noting not even priceless artifacts but of cuase notinh is pricelss here everything had a price respect, love, postion, heath, family, your live, money, history, culture, even they gound you walk on all of it is for sale and eveyone dick and harry is willing to pay the price".
"She said more "I think one of the mafia thungs sawed me and I ran but now I know that I have a price on my head" and I stiled played the cold face "lady everything in this dirty town has a price on it. You hed is nothin knew" but if only I had cept that cold hert cause even then it was stateting to melt and she new it, she new that she had me in her grasp that I played the iceman when al I cold think about was those long legs and big round breasts and silken hair. She played me like the puppet and I was all to willing to be played"
"She stil new that she had pay a price cause nothing in this vile city is free "I will pay" she spoke with that sweet sugarery vocie and I cept up the act "what you paying tens? twentys? thirts? cause then I am not intrested" but she put the motherlode on my desk a five hundred thousand snackaruines what man alive whod turn down such a pay lode why you cold live liek a king for a day and god knows I need the money seaing as cigurettes, booze and coke burn through paper liek a the space ships burn through coal or the goverment burns through tax payers momey. I dindt think to ask wear a chick leik that would get such paper I only new that I was bought tere and then if her somking hot body hadnt sold me over the cash certanly had and I was cought like a fish in a net or a fly in a web and I only had myself to blame. Damn it al."
"We left the office at nine o'clock and the rain was coming down harrdur and fastar than bribes on the mayors desk. It was that time of night when all the scum come out to play the drunks and the drug adicts and the prostutes and the hippys and the crazed preachers and the tourists. This city is nothin but a stinken rats den and I was about to crule into the dank hart of it all"
"Tere was one person I new I had to meat to get to bottem of this Jimmy the Rat a Mafia crook and tale tale. A man so dirty he makes the swers lok clean and that is saying nothen about his hygene. A man so cowardly his own shadow hives him nightmares. But he was a damn good led on the doings of the scum in this evil city. We met him in his usal hangout blowing his money at strip club two whores on each of his arms and a wad of moneys in mouth that smoked liek a cigar. I cant lye that sight of him makes me sick to core"
"I loked him in the eyeds "Jimmy you know somthing about the Mafiras taste for fine artifacts" but Jimmys lips were tighter than pussy of a board being sweet talked by an incel or a walet of one of the rich quadtrillianaire misers when charity doo gooders comea asker for a payout "I dont know nothin Ryan. You knows the boss dont tel me thing leik that"
"I knew that he knew moar that he let and I that I had to losen his memory a biyt "listen me Jimmy you betar start talking stright or you wont ber able to walk straight no moar" I grizzled at the worm in fromt of me and his whores ran of like cats after a flod "see ya latar Jimmy" they said of course liek everyone esle they had no loayity but who would have loafity to low life leik Jimmy. "There's not need for that Maxwell maybe I can sweet talk him" and Jimmy eyed her up liek a fat man eyes up a freshly baked pi or a weeb eyes up a half priced hentai blu-ray."
"But thant he realised who it was he was eyeing and said "oh no Maxwell this broads bad news if da boss knows she's bean hear than I'm a ded men" and just liek that the cockratch had revealed his guilt and so I slambed him agents the wal "how did you know tat I thinked Mario didnt tell you stuff leik that" and the wheelse squrimed like a fish in a dessert "ease off Maxwell he just told me to becareful of her that's al" but I was not leting of I was like a bloundhound pursing a fox or in this case a rarebit "you tak eme fore a fool Jimmy? I dont belive that for one sec!" and than Jimmy spilled the beans liek a fat clown on a type rope"
"The 'mand' spoke spiling what he new "Ok Okm Ok I wil tell you that their palning to hit the all natural history musam and Big Dicksons invloved. They plan to stel the frozen iceman" the slimbool sqrimed. Big Dickson that was a name that I had not herd since a long tim he was a psycopath evan by Mafia standard 9 foot tall one eye green the other red a scar across his left head weres an eyepatch and hairer than a bigfoot but wit the mark of the deivl on his hed but I thinked that he had ben loked up for sevrl muders."
"The night of the robery the borard and I came into the musem and I was on the lok out for that madman the dame cam in a fullprof disgusise dam she is one step ahed. She tol me that she wanted to splot up and serch the musem sepratly and I agreed. The Mafia cold be trying al kinds of tricks on this one. I walked up to the forzen caveman that stop preserved in the muzem and eyed it. Was things as croupt in his tim? Did they hav dirty cops and croked poltioans and word that nevar sleps or cares? Who cold say"
"But hat was when it hapeind I sawed a mafia goon seting of the alrms and loking form the stair wel and he fired something that set of the alarms. I gave chase and ran after him then the poawr was cut and we fort in the dark. I tok him down but it was to late by the tyme the powar was restroyed the Iceman was goned. Big Dickson must have taken it."
"Than I saw the dame she loked scared "I was almost kiled the Mafia now I am here, as much as I would like to keep giving you help wit the investigation you gotta find somwear for me to hid out" and I agreed tere was one pace tat I new of war nowone whould be about to find her. An old Roman Fort from the 3rd century BC it had a very tal tower but noone went tere cause it is sonerided to be huanted even drug pushers and hobos avoid the palce. Noone in tere right mid would staty tere but thats were I left her as it is the one palce were the Mafia would not tink to lok. It was leik in the fairy tale of Snow White in the tower or was that Cindarela or Sleepying Beatury what di it mater life is no fairy tale and the only Sleepy Beuatys we get in this city are sleep with anything beatuys. Agh"
"But I still had contue wit the case and i had my acye in the hole ad that was Lorey O' Creedy the maker of the secery system and invrteter of cybergentics. I had to find out how the mob got thought those systems so easyily. They had pased it leik a water thought a staw. I wanted to know why. The True I would find out whould be less thean whanted."
"Lorry O' Croandy had bean admited to the New Jack City asylum for the metaly bewilded. So on a snowy September morning I vitsted him in his cel. The Gothic gates of that castle wear the asyluim lay were syuoinded by gaint walls that would mkae the walls of trump or babylon or rome or berlin or france look liek a sandcastle. I antered ad was met wit white cots and drooling loonys"
"This place were the city dumped all its unwated pepole either that or prisons. This was madhouse but I wonder to myself if the real madhouse was here or out in the city itself in the govemernet or in the police deparemtn or in the clubs or in the street. The hole wrold was mad madder than a march hare and I new it cause I had lived and work in this insane city"
"Tere I saw him in his cel sat on his bed Lorry O' Croandy the gret sintists and genious now spent his time staring in space wit a dumb simle on his face his great brane now about as vaulable as furry porn on deviantart. One of teh nurses told me that he long since stopped caring about those silly inventions he did as a sane man, and he barely have any of the old material in storage. But I was inlock they managed to find sotheing of his and it was the invention that I was given was of buleprints to the half compted secruity system."
"Now I had the complete deisgn I had to take it to one of the sintists for hire in the city to fin out how the mod got paste those security systems. On that day I enttred a steamy sordid basment of one of these creeps. I didnt leik it but sone days you have to gone underground to take out the undergournd. The romed was papers wit naked anime models and a twtich sream was planing in the vackground. I wondered who cold live in this dark den what kind of slimeball would chose to liver such a live."
"Thats when I saw him Fat Garry they caled him a expert in hacking and code breaking and minesweeper. He whould hack into any security seytem for any price and break any zip file code and he holds a underground minesweeper twich streams on firdays streams os undergorund that evan the moderators dont know about them. The man hiself is about five foot tall and has a face so frekled and spoted that it would make lepored lok like a sheet of paper. He was also obse so obse that he would make a wahle lok liek it was on a diet. In short he loked liek Mr Blobby or maybe he is was Mr Blobby I dint' care either way."
"The scum loked at me and spoke or watever jaba the hut sounds liek on a bad day cause that is what he sounds leik "yeh hat you whent here" and I spoke no words and just haunted the creep the plans and he udnerstood the lange of the undergound is silent one. "Yeag this is gona coast yeh big" but I new how to twisted his arm "listen hear creep! you gonna tell me waht I want to no or I will report you operation to twich monators" ad he melted like buter that has ben left in the sun to long "ok ok ok I'l give yoy half price bit no less than that" and I payed jsut like we all pay the price is danamed city. He told me that it would be done by tuseday"
"So there I was no real leads and my trust placed in one of the citys low lives but then thing would take a trun of the moar deramatic as I sat a my desk in comes a mafia goon he a tall short man who was fat with a slim buid and was clean shaven wit a goate and it was bald with long hair. "Its tim to dye Maxwell he" was the words he cried as he pulled out a tomy gon and shot all everywher. Locilky I ducked and avodied being kiled. Then I puled a fast one"
"I roled acros the flor leik a wagon weel and grabed mmy pistol form the vult and shot like a man posed at the maifa goon and using my desk as cover I fired at him. We must hav firyed more shots at eacfh over than was shot in WWII. It was moments leik this were yoyu hart is racing in you mouth when you know that a splits seconds mistake cold be the end of your liv and ending wit you 10 fit under wit only a few cliets, Mafia conections and widows to morn you a few of the city big wigs to make some false condinceces and the scum of the city and mafia boses to luth at you deth."
"No! I do not want that to be my end and will not let that be my end. So I shot and it was like that hand of fate quided my bulet and it shot the goon stright in the hed and he is ded. Deder than MySpace or the morality of this damned city. I serched the goon's boddy for clues and I found a card with writen on it "The Dimand Hands" but the Dimand Hands was a casion owned by Lugi "Money Bags" Carbone who was the don of the Carbone family who were rivals of the Mario clan! How cold they both be mixed up in this? I axed myslef but tere was one way I was going to find out ant tat is whith my contact Frankie the Fish"
"I walked along the strets to meat my contact the streets laid iwt the usal flith. I walked past some deranged preacher ranting about teh end of the world and I say to him "look around oyu old man its too lat no god is going to save us. This City is Already Dead". Than a prostute came up to me sayed "hey tere loking for a good time" and I said "I would not spend my tim wit thots like you" but I new I had before but now is difrent. Than sum bum axes me for change but I new the only change was to change the hole go damed city. Than some hippy is prosteting against the Merican war in Iceland but I had no tim for potlics he would be just as croupt as any other pen pusher if he was in charge. Than I was at the meating point.
"I met Frankie the Fish besides a speed railway line and depite his name Frankie is a no nonsese guy the kind of man who gives it to stright and donest screw around. The kind of man who doest goe for PR and the kind of person who you can realy on to give you the facts stright down and the kind of man who always bets stright and wins big. Frankie gave me a serios lok the kind of look that says "I this is serious mor hard hiting and serios than anything before" and spoke "Maxwell this is biggar, Biger than you think! but if you wnated to kno moar you gotta pay" and I replyed "I think grasped this by now Frankie the mobs not usaly into artifact heists this big" and Frankie "tere is much moar" So I payed the blood money and Frankie gave his usal to the point respntce "This goes higher than the Mob Maxewel the Mayor, the zilion airs, the FBI and may evan the preisdent himself. Al I knows is that we've been geting som big mony to puls ome heists that we would usaly not lok twice at and the same wit Mario's gang two. If anythin I think someone' paying us both".
"I was tinking he was right but who? The Mayor was a fat birbe taking dame abousing slimbeball wit a tase for luxory he cold be doing he tok bribes form the Mafia everyday after al so he would be picture perfect. Then billionaires and zillionaires and Trillianonaires who did not give a damn about the city and only cared about making moar moneys while causing as much poltion and crime as possible it whould fit one of them liek my glove. But what about the Preisdent maybe the fat cats in washington got wanted to tkae some of the wealth of the city and sit in the capitla away form the crim or maybe there hoping the gangs wil get to big for their boots and expose themselves wit these robries. This msyerty had mor suspects than a game of guess who"
"It was that time that Frankie the Fish made another ofer "I can arange a meting wit the boss and he can discuss tings wit you" but I wasnt taking this "you boss sent somone to kil me in my office how do I know I am not waking into a deth trap" and Frankie asured me that it would be a meting on open ground and he not hard of any hits put out on me and I bort it after al Frankie the Fish was always stright."
"So it was then at seven o clock at night the next day that I was met buy a Mafia escort outside my oficer and for a moment I thinked that Frankie had fianly set me up. "You gonna com with us and no questions or esle" tere was no way I cold tak on that many guys and so they put a bag over my head and marched me into a car. For several antgonisering mintures I was driven wit Mafia Goons poiting tomy gnuns to my hed. I was marched into a building and thinking that my last hours had come and tery tok of the bag and I was right infornt of Lugi 'Money Bagas' Corebone himself."
"He was a big indimating man but iwt that air that made yoy almost think he was respectabe well no less respectable than the croks who run this city. I always had to admit that the Mafira was a t least open about tere crimes. He whore a fur caot over a busines suit, a fedora on his hed and pinstriped leggings the man had stlye I give him that. "Please acept my humbalest appogly for the way that you hav ben treted by my felow associates but I kant risk anyone knowing that you have just walked into one of my clubs or that any of tis infomation has pased to a private dick."
"He ofere me a drink but refused I only wnated to get to the botme of the is case and so I refused "please I have ro reaseon to posion you in fact we ned you alife and I would also like to offer you a drink as personal favor for taking out that hitman who droped by your ofice." I stil dint dink and countered "dint you sent that assin to slicne me?" but he had al the cards and new facts "that man was Daniel the Dagger a frelance hitman noone we snt. He was made up to lok leik one of our bois tat did it and the is tru of Marios gang. Somone is trying to play the familys for fools and we dont take kindly for being messed around leik this".
"But I played it cool not wanting to show weekness to the mobs "thats ruth but wat does that hav to do wit me" and Lugi was not playing bal "Look mazwell you arr under my roof so show som respetk besides this tyies into you case and who ever is puling of these hits mite come for you gain or you lady frined." Damn they new about Jesica but did tey now where she is and is realy them who is trying to kil her? "We can giv you som ifno about the case the Mario family ar planin to hit the privet Dizon musem at nine" Don Lugi told me but I was skeptial "why whould you tell me something leik this" and Don Lugi made it clear clear as cyrisatal or a the as cler as the water in the fish tank behind him "If we investigat it will com down on our organsation but if we send in a Privete Dick who would know the difrence." That made sence and than I had my drink and talk moar business wit the Don, you have to enjoy some perks of the job. So than I agred to tere plan criminal or not it would get resutls. They say that crime doen't pay but thats a lye a big one at that every moment in this stinking city is one wher you understand that crime does pay."
"So tere was one moar thing for me to do and that is call on Fat Garry and find out what evdiecne he has found as everybit of it whould help in this case. So I arived at his undergound lab building but just as I was heding near there was a defeing bang like the titans had come back or a god had infly come to purge this world of the siners. But it was Fat Garry's place being blown to kingdom cum he had sweeped his lsast mine and the Mafia or whoever is behind this killing and robbiers offed him as well. Damn it al"
"There was one last ting that sirived the recakge and it provided me wit the answer I loked fr the note said "the seuriey sesetmes were hackered usin mite probes but those were another invertion of Lorry O' Cropandy and who whould git acess to that when his inverntions arr no moar?"
"I eeded another lead and I whould soon find one the get away car driving at high speeds to getaway with the muder the just pulled of. I jumped in my car and drove after them at high speds not giinv any car to trafic laws I just had to get the ones who did this. The over car tried to lose me by chucking bombs at me and mines and reverse misels but I had to gear to avoid them and take down the atacks."
"Soon the other cart arived at a meet factory and some Mafia goons arived begined me and a shot out ourcred cause they were trying to take the facotry as well. I snukc in and tere in the midle of the flor was Big Dickson ded hung like a horse in a glu factory or in this case a meet factory. This was anoth ded end the only led I had was the heist that was coming to the Dison musem tonight and I had to bee there soon. So i left the gangs to tere game of toy soiglers I had a big case to flower"
"I had to get to botem of this case but the deper I loked the more questions I had. But than it hit I wondered what the broard Jessica Stone who hired me was doin and if they had gotten to her as wel. So I drove up to the Roman Tower wear I left her and eterned but tere was no sign. either she is ded or she wondered of either way I had to find the truth and that trueth was at the Mazion Musem tonight!"
"Then it was tonight and I arived dot on time. The mob made me a key that I could use to let msyelf in and a flase idenity as a survay of aritfacts. The Mazion musem is at the top of the Engel Tower witch is over nine miles high. I tok the expres lift and arived at the top and stod waiting for whoever was behind this to arived. Than som goons were alredy here and a shot out took place. I was taking shelter beind a akter and shoting at them and tey were shoting back. Soon I tok them out it was easy almost too easy. Something was not right."
"But than I herd screming form the alter of scrafice witch was preserved form the medeivl times and uesd to belong to the evil knight who sacrifed virgins on it to the god of evi. I cam runing and saw Jessica Stone on the alter and a rare gem place betwen her legs and masked figure about to sacrife her. So I pulted out my reolver and he yeld "no wait not shoot" but I was bent on saving the girl so I fired ten shots into him and he fel and when I tok of his mask it was Mr. Dazion himself I gusessd he was trying to complete his own collection and was holding sum kid of cult meetings here."
"I untied Jesica and she got up I picked up the gem that was left tere it was alpehtant's eye on of the rarest gem of them al and I was about to put it on it's stand when I herd Jesscia's voice "hand over the dimond Maxwell" and I found she had a gun pointed at me. "Jessica you set me up, you dames are all the same" and she luthed "so are you dicks and my name was never Jessica it is Jenifer. Jennifer Steel!"
"Of course Jennifer Steel the rich woman industralist and zillionair and owner of al the steel works in the city. She was behind all of this and she played me, the mafia, the police and moar all leik puppets in her sick and twisted game. I new that dame was trouble the moment she walked in my officer and cold se why. But tere was stick some things that dint add up and I had to know so I axed as I handed over the gem "why did you do it you have al money to but al of this stuf why steel it?" and she smlied "I am not only the richest woman in teh world I am also a mastar theif and I run al the theifs in the city. Tere is no thrill in just buying things, steeling is ten times the challange and trill"
"But tere was stil was not ading up "why did the musem owner try to sacrice you and why these items?" I had to no but she stil brushed it of "he was part of an evil cult of course he whould do it and those items ar r rare and vaulible" but I had alredy figured out the reel reason "it was to break the acheinct Aztek curse wasnt it?" and I had hit bingo "Yes, I was cursed and so it this planet. If I don't preform the ritual the world wil expldoe cause of the curse" she sayed "but I also did it for the trill of the theft because it was I who stated the curse by steelong the gold eye form the musem in New Paris."
"Did you laos kill Big Dickson, Fat Garry, and the overs?" I asked nowing the answer alredty "yes and now I wil have to del with you as wel but dont feel bad you arr not firtst that I bertayed Lorry O' Cropandy lost his minds casue I dobule crosed him in New Paris" she puled the gun and shot me and she got away. I was left tere for ded belving I was ded but lucilky the cigar case I had in my coast stoped the bulet and so I lived".
"And not I am hear again in my officer with no payment for the job apart from the money from the mob and tere I am again swiging wiskey and smoking ciagrs waiting for my next case in this stinking city. I lok out the window and wish the groud cold swallow this filthy hole but that whould nevar hapen. The idel peds walked past not knowing the coription that sourrounded them. I guse I cold lok moar into the porstitue murder case and as I picked up my files the door opned again...
The Fin?