Oooh, I need some water in me. Maybe drinking that much on my birthday wasn't a good idea. Who am I kidding, drinking was the only thing that was fun. No plans, no gifts besides a few bills, and a very good home made cake from my aunt were the only things of note.
Did that asshole leave the heat on max just to fuck with me? Crust flakes from my eyes as I open my eyes. "Whaaaa?"
How in the... " Where in the fuck did they- WHY THE FUCK AM I GREEN!" It's not coming off. Why do I feel smaller? These aren't my hands. Why do I have tits? "Please God n... nevermind. I still got a dick."
Let's see here. Smaller, green, tits, cock and... no balls down there. I do have a slit down there though. I'm still on my bed, just in the middle of nowhere dessert number 69. Just west of weird dream road. Let's just yank on-
"Fuck! That hurt way too much. Note to self, don't yank on my fun bags like that." Welp, the chance of this just being a dream is damn near zero now. With that figured out, I definitely need to find my bearings. Dying from thirst isn't the way I wanna go.
What all came with me into unnamed dessert number 69? Obviously my bed, got my blanket too, no clothes sadly, didn't I take them off because of the heat? Not important right now. My bowie knife is just where I left it and is nearly too big for my hands now. Oh, what are you?
Who left this note? Wait, it's a birthday card. Must have just frogot about it. It doesn't have a sender. Happy birthday, hope you liked my three presents! Now you'll have fun like you always wanted? Hope you live long enough for your next birthday? Who sent this one creepy ass card? Turning the card around shows a list of three.
1. One random shift to somewhere fun! ( Only happens once!)
2. One new body picked out by me with all it's perks _ Hobgoblin
3. One book of unlimited knowledge
Unlimited knowledge? I don't even see -bonk- ow! Reee! That... didn't hurt that bad? The book isn't even that big. And... it's blank... wait. There's something on the first page. Pick something to learn? How about something wild like rune making or- Damn, that's a lot of text that just popped up. I don't really have the luxury to read through this right now.
With that out of the way, I need to get ready to go. Thankfully my blanket is huge compared to me right now. It takes some time to tie it up right to be a makeshift hooded cloak. I even end up using my two pillow cases as wrap clothes. It's not the best looking, but at least it's all white. I'd die of embarrassment if I had to wear some makeshift anime clothes. I don't wanna imagine wearing dark clothes in a desert either.
Now that I got everything worth taking, where in the fuck to go? Hmm, let's just climb that big ass hill and see what's around.
You know, my feet should be in so much pain right now. They're just kinda just fine? Cool beans. Just a little more, before, there we go! Now where in the seven layers of lasagna am I? Welp, that's a future e city if I ever saw one. Here's hoping I don't get thrown into a lab on the first day.
Maybe the whole lab idea isn't so bad? I've only been walking for a few hours, but the sun already set shortly after I started. I'd be tempted to sleep through the night if it wasn't for the fact there's nowhere good to sleep. Just a few more hours before I get to them building over there.
Deer lord eating corn, what the fuck is that? It looks so fucking wrong. The closer I creep up on these things the more I just wanna run away. You know, I shouldn't be able to see this well. The moon isn't out and it's cloudy as fuck, so why can I see these nasty looking cyborg guys so we'll? Oh right, I'm not human anymore... Oh shit!
Bullets start to fly as four armored vans pull up to the building. The new guys start to take out the cyborgs in record time as they swarm the building. It's only when a few in the back start to do a sweep search of the area that I remember that I, too, am in the area. That has me hiding behind a stove looking thing as I start to shake.
Not now body! This isn't that time to act like a vibrator! Now's the time to act like a rock. Ya, just a small rock that's easy to overlook. Aaah, they're so God damn scary! Every bullet is shaking my heart so much that it's about to pop!
" Hey, we got a live one over here!" I was so in my little world that I didn't notice someone got a angle on me. They're only about ten feet away, but the glowing red dot on my chest makes me freeze. " No cyberwear or data entry. Size and clothes suggestions young or just small homeless. Waiting for orders."
Welp, I just need to curl up in a ball and wait. Here's hoping my life isn't worth a bullet. After what feels like hours, he continues to walk on by. My body wants to run for the hills, but I'm not sure that they wouldn't just shot anything moving.
After a while the sounds of bullets stop shaking me. Shortly after I hear a lot of them walking out of the building. As I hear the vans driving away I'm only a tightly shaking ball of nerves. It's maybe a hour after they left that I get up and start to look around.
They definitely didn't clean up after themselves. More for me I guess. I pick up one of the pistols lying around and crack up a door. There's even more corpses inside. Now where is the kitchen? No, nope, more storage, and here we are. There's too much blood and a little bit of brain matter on the food just lying around, but there's some foodstuffs in the fridge.
Heyo! There's even beer in here! A sandwich gets shoved in my mouth as I grab a beer. It's kinda awkward to open the beer with the book in the nook of my arm, but I manage to crack it open and close the fridge. Only to look right at the same guy from outside. Thankfully I put the pistol on the table, so he hasn't just shot me.
" Unknown inside building. No cyberwear and clothes match the one from outside. Body has had high-end flesh crafting done. Sending better scan now." Welp, I might as well start drinking. It's probably going to be my last. The sandwich is kinda hard to eat since all my teeth a sharp. I'll have to be extra careful not to bite off my tongue.
" Strange, maybe they haven't put out a bounty yet? I'm telling you, this is some high end stuff. No way anyone would put this much money into someone and just let them walk... Alright, Hey! Get on out of here! You got unit-" You don't have to even finish man. I'm gone like a fart in the wind.
As I run back outside I see larger trailer like truck pulling up. The sandwich is already gone and I only have a swig of the beer left. I down the rest of it, crush it on my head, and throw it at the trucks. I make sure to flip them off as I start to run away. Oh, I'm taking you with me!
The gun is nearly as big as me, but it's surprising light even when running away at full sprint. Dark thoughts start to well up inside me. Did they just not wanna carry my body away? Am I about to get a sniper bullet to the back of my head? Just gotta keep on running for now.
Another two hour of running is about when I stop to rest. It's a damn good thing I tied these breast up good and tight. I'd have broke my neck running it they were flopping around. These new fun bags of mine are as big around as my fucking head.
Man, how am I only lightly sweating right now? Fucking hell, I only got a few minutes rest but I feel ready to run some more. Hey, there's a road over there! I can even see some windmills way out there. Looks like only another hour or two of running before I reach the next building coming up.
Here's hoping they have some beer. Sunset hotel is a common enough name. They even have a half descent yellow paint job on the place. It's not easy keeping anything looking good in a fucking dessert. Now let's see if I can't find a unlocked door.
Nope, no, na, not touching that nasty looking one, n- hey, it opened up! Now is anyone- yes they are. Oh no... they're wearing the same outfit as the last guys. She's stopped eating her Chinese takeout just to look at me. Thinking fast, I reach inside and lock the door. "Don't frogot to lock up for the night. Never know who's out and-"
I slam the door as she starts to ride up out of the chair. Here's hoping years of watching Looney Toons pays off. The door swings open as the person runs after me. It damn near bounced back shut if I didn't catch it right.
Fucking A, never thought that'd work. As I hear their footsteps go around the back of the building I sneak my way inside. I definitely don't wanna steel anything too important or they'd just cap me on the spot or hunt me down. What's in the fridge?
I'll leave the lunchbox alone. I know if someone stole my pre-made lunch I'd want to kill them. Are these tacos in a fucking plastic box? Whatever, I'll grab two of the eight and this pack of alcoholic something. Wait, fucking hell, I can't carry all of this.
Goodbye cool looking gun, I barely knew you. I don't even know how to use that behemoth of a bastard and even if I did I'd probably land on my ass trying to shot it. With that settled, let's get the hell out of here.
Ah fuck, I really shouldn't be running with all this shit in my hands. I fucking tripped on a rock and even busted one of the drinks open. Only a little bit of it got wasted before I downed it, but wasted boozes is always bad. Thankfully it's not anything good, I don't even know what it it besides it's getting me slightly tipsy.
Ah fuck, I even scraped my knee on some loose metal. Weird, looks like my blood is green. Welp, breaks over, need to get outta here before I get shot and or imprisoned.
Time for another one, and maybe one of the tacos too. Both of them sounds good. Man, this stuff just doesn't taste right. It's way too... artificial tasting for me to really enjoy it. Plastic as a aftertaste definitely doesn't help out. Uh, time to keep on running.
Dakota sounds like a off brand car maker. Whatever, I need to get in there and find the shitter. Them tacos aren't setting right. The sun's starting to rise, so I probably can't sneak in and do my business quietly.
Should I just nock on the door? Why the hell not. " Hello? Would you mind- Oh, hi ya, can I use your shitter? Right now I got about three minutes before them tacos punch their way outta me."
Her face scrunches up in disgust before pointing at a door." That ya a lot. Here's a drink for your trouble." I put down one of the drinks before shuffling to the door. Come on, come on, yes... made it. Aaaahhh... Now I just gotta clean up and wash my hands.
" Thank you random person! I did Not want to shit out there. So... sup?" Now that I'm not about to pop, I get a better look at her. She's on the older side of life. Only a few grey hair though. The scar definitely helps give her a defining feature.
" So where'd you steal this stuff from? Just a can of this is premium stuff. No way a runaway like you got it far and square." How should I play this? Best not to confirm or denie. "Before all that, I never gave you my name. Tina, pleased to meat you."
Her brows crease as I finish talking. "I'd figure from the book your clinging too that you could read. Dakota Smith, the best fixer on this side of night city. You know what, forget it, best not to tell me where you got them. I'll give you six thousand eddies for the lot of them."
Night City... Night... City. Fuck." How bout five thousand eddies and a place to crash. Been running all night and I'm tired as fuck." She puts the cans under the table before giving me a look of petty. " Yep, your a damn runaway. Your lucky no one put out a bounty on ya. First rule you gotta learn in night city is don't trust anyone. By the way, Them cans are worth four thousand a piece. Best learn about what your selling before selling it. Wiring the- damn, you don't even got that? Fucking hell, gotta get the hard eddies out."
As she walks into another room, I start to really think about that. I stole twenty four thousand dollars in alcohol from a high-end chromed up group of killers. Fuuuck. I'd track down a shit head that stole that much from me. It's best to hold up and hide for a while.
" I about didn't have enough hard eddies for ya. You'd best get some chrome in ya. No way to last long without the basics." Hmm, there's no way I'm putting that stuff in me. I've seen way to many netrunner builds that can just meme on everything. No way I'm putting tech in me when netrunning is so common.
"That stuff isn't for me. I've seen way too many human bonfires to trust that stuff inside me. Anyway, got anywhere I a hide up?" Chest get opened as she looks around. Before too long she finds a thick looking blanket that she slams into the table.
"It's got lead in it. Find a spot wherever." Must not be a lot of lead in it considering it's light as fuck. I open one of the empty chest and climb inside. " You got a flashlight I can use?" She throws one over to me. Time to get some light reading done before going to sleep.
Where'd all the words go? Hmm, maybe it frogot what I wanted to read? How do I make runes? The magic ones that do cool stuff. Words just kinda pop onto the book out of nowhere. Nice, let's see what all is in here.
Bla, bla, compress your magic into line, make a core image of what you want onto the surface of what your enchant, form a runic language to guide the magic, and pump magic into it to turn it on. Hmm, it's recommended to put the runic words on the inside and any effect on the outside, but you can have effect on the inside too. One of the downsides is that other rune smiths can copy of mess with your language if it's on the outside. I'm pretty sure there's no other rune smiths around, but people might catch on if I have the instructions glowing about for all to see. Seems really simple when you remove all the fluff.
Shit, how in the hell do I compress my magic into a line? Oh, I can just kinda do it? Oh deer God eating corn, why am I so tired all of a sudden? Did I use up too much magic? There's only about a foot of my magic line thing, and I'm already too fucking tired to continue anymore. Fuck it, I'll do more tomorrow... Tonight? Goodnight.
Dakota Smith-
It's not even nine in the morning and I'm already done with today. How can a exotic that done up be walking around without a bounty on them? Probably some rich assholes personal fucktoy that got loose. If that's the case then the bounty would be through closed channels. It's always good whenever a chance to fuck over some beaver comes around.
Who knew even premium drinks taste like shit? They'd sell for a pretty penny if they weren't so hot. Best just to enjoy them well I can. Here's hoping the next thing she steals is worth selling.
Great, just great, some metalheads took over another building near here. Maybe this is a good opportunity to test out the little gal. Shit, looks like it's time to see who she's running from. Loud banning rings out from my door before I can open it.
" Hello citizen, we're looking for a thief that was running in this direction. Woman, maybe five foot, green skinned exotic, and armed with a knife." Shit, fucking Militech is who shes running from?
" A fucking exotic is running around here? I thought the little brat was just a little kid. They tried to sneak in when I was just waking up. Just showing some iron had them running down that way. I'd hurry if I was you. Some scavs just set up base down that way. Probably-" That's right you dumbasses, run along now. Guess I'll have to find something else for the lucky little shit to do.
Tina-
Uh, my back. I need to get myself a good bed. No, I'll get the best bed I can find. Then I'll never have back problems from sleep funny again! Enough fucking around, I got a city to burn. One flashlight at a time.
There's only a single line on the flashlight. So let's try something simple to start out with. Inside the flashlight, along the line, I write out the word extend. Since I made the word so small I still have plenty of juice left in the tank. Pushing some of my magic into it causes it to slowly grow longer. Right around when I feel I'm half empty, I cut off the magic to the flashlight. Seems like after I stop pumping magic into the rune it just goes back to normal.
That was a good first try, but now I'm so fucking hungry. Slowly, I open up the box I'm in. " Is it safe to come out? I'm hungry." Looking over shows her working on the car. After tightening the bolt, she puts down the wrench and looks over.
" You can grab whatever out of the fridge. When your done I got something you can do." She grabs another tool before going under the car. Now, where's the fridge at? Nope, I know that's the bathroom, and here we are. That's a lot of pickeld stuff. Opening one up let's me smell whatever meat this is. Smells good and looks precooked so let's eat up.
Man, I needed some good meat in me. Wait, that sounded wrong. Whatever, I'm full and ready for the day. Too bad it looks like night is about an hour or two away. " Heyo! You said you had something for me to do?"
" I got a guy looking for a stolen car. One of my guys said he saw it park outside a abandoned building about an hour from here. Get that car back here and I'll pay ya eight thousand. If you get it back here without any damages you'll get ten thousand. Now follow me out front. I'll point you on the right direction."
Is this the right place? There's no way this is an hour away. It only took me like half and hour to jog over here. Well, the car matches the one she showed me so whatever.
Small building, looks like two chrome heads watching outside, probably more inside. Let's take a peak into the car. I kinda figured that the keys wouldn't be inside it. Time to sneak inside and look around.
Nice find, this empty backpack will be nice to have. Two more chromes sleeping on floor beds and one watching TV. You guys need some better beds, you'll throw out your back's sleeping like that. Nice, hard cash is always good to have. Are those grenades? Nice! Heyo, found the keys on the table. Are those just full arms laying around? Mine now.
Damn, not enough room for more stuff. Mmm, is there anything else to carry stuff around with laying around? Just two other backpacks filled with dirty clothes. Damn, why do you guys like using big metal boxes for storage? Don't you know how loud they are when opening them, and how heavy they are?
Both of the backpacks get filled up with all the loose cyberwear laying around. All three bags are put next to the car. Next I grab one of the grenades and some tape. I rip off two strips and leave them on my hand. Sneaking back inside leads me to the two sleeping next to each other.
One ring gets gently put onto ones hand before I tape it to the bed. My heart pounds as I sneak up onto the one watching TV. The ring gets set onto one of his many curved spikes on his jacket. The tape is slowly put onto the chair he's sitting on before I sneak outside.
The two guys outside are still just taking to each other. They're only about a foot apart, so they're both with the bast radius of the last two grenades at their feet. There's no guarantee that'll kill any of them. Without stopping, I open up the car and load it up before driving off.
If she didn't explain the steering button on the wheel I'd never be able to drive this thing. Even with her walking me through it, it's nowhere close to easy to drive. Before too long, and a near head on wreak, I'm back to the garage. " Heyo! I'm back earlier then I thought. I even found some cool stuff to sell ya."
She pops her head out before waving me in. The three bags are more kinda hard to carry inside at once, put I didn't drop anything. "You go a extra bed I can sleep on? That box didn't do my back any favors. Oh ya, keys, and how much does this stuff sell for?"
" Your best bet for selling that stuff is a ripperdoc. I don't know much about that stuff, but it all looks fairly good. I know a pretty fair one named Viktor. I'll give you a map with where he is. You'd better get at least the basic chrome in ya. After paying you for this job I'm out of hard eddies."
We end up talking for and hour or two before she goes to bed. I end up buying a face blocking hat thing, some oversized shirts, more food, and some other odds and ends from her. Ended up nearly spending all of my most recent paycheck from her on all the stuff.
All of my new stuff gets left behind as I return to the place I blow up a little. Turns out the grenades we're enough to kill them all. A lot of the stuff in the metal boxes turned out to be rusted out scrap, but two boxes ended up filled with shiny cyberwear.
It kinda feels like a waste leaving one of the two working trucks here, so I won't be. I fill up the first truck with all the good looking stuff before driving back to drop it off. I end up parking it out back. I make sure to lock it up and take the keys with me.
The walk back is boring. Looting the place is quick and easy since everyone here's dead. Before too long the scrap truck is parked out back and I'm putting the other stuff I want to sell into the first truck. Right about at sunrise is when I start to drive into night city and. think to myself. Can. I make it ten feet in there without hitting anyone with this boat of a truck?
Oh... I have too many stories I'm writing. Doesn't help that my job has been chaotic ever since the supervisor left with a three day notice. I'd probably write more if I wasn't so damn tired all the time. Don't really know when I'll update the other story. I'm kinda mad at Crunchyroll for blocking the first season and not letting me watch the newest season when it was coming out.