taking off my big thick bulky powered mechsuit to reveal a horrifying, twisted mass of bio-engineered muscles and flesh underneath. and then shedding that back to reveal a super light skintight set of futuristic armor, then taking that off to reveal my very normal and feminine human-skinned body, which then actually comes apart in pieces to reveal the mechanical ball joints and pistons underneath, but then those actually turn out to be made of a colony of extremophile shapeshifting metal worms. but really those worms are little machines piloted by 3 teeny tiny anime girls each.
“Cyberpunk games are rarely about cool losers. They’re usually about cool cops.
Take the heroes of the Deus Ex series. JC Denton is an augmented agent who works for a UN anti-terrorist organization. Alex D is an augmented agent-in-training at the Tarsus Academy with a bright future in the WTO, and Adam Jensen is the augmented chief of security for a biotech corporation. All of these characters go through learning experiences that show their employers are untrustworthy and their world is more complex than they thought it was, but they all start on the privileged side of the fence.
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The streets and their inhabitants are central to cyberpunk. It’s the powerless who suffer most in the kind of authoritarian regimes cyberpunk fiction depicts, and games could do with getting back to the idea that the rebels, misfits, vandals, and people who can’t afford a plate of spaghetti matter.”
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