Cyberpunk V - Blog Posts

Entry 1: Taking a moment to drink in the parade -- just able to see the tops of the Dashi floats from here. Feels more peaceful than running around taking down Arasaka guards <3

There's nothing more hilariously ironic about struggling with Cyberpunk 2077's (Don't Fear) The Reaper ending, just to have it crash as you enter Mikoshi.

Why could I see in an AU Johnny and V duetting ‘Never Fade Away’ the same way Bradley Cooper and Lady Gaga duet ‘Shallow’.

Me - *still crying over sad Cyberpunk endings*

Friend - “You’ve got to accept sad canon endings”

Me -

Me listening to Samurai’s ‘Never Fade Away’ after finishing the game

CANTO: INFERNO [a cyberpunk 2077 fanfic]

“It’s all fractals, growth, expansion, Johnny: when Rache Bartoss unleashed R.A.B.I.D.S., do you think he believed they were fully alive?” “Know he was probably fuckin’ them,” a ghostly, holographic twin of her own beer bottle is between his hands. He turns it, as if unable to figure out how he’s conjured it. Takes a drink that tastes like a memory of one he’s had over fifty years ago. “Ain’t that the goddamn dream.” “Yes, Johnny, every netrunner wants to fuck a program.” She pats his thigh and leans back on her elbows. The astroturf burns her skin with the pressure. “That’s not my point, though. Point is, you make a thing more complex, more intelligent, more human, fuck, let’s just put a human inside a computer now. Fully. Why the fuck not!” Her hands in the air, the gesture so much like his own that it makes him want to shove her. “And then what? As they get more human than human, as they start coagulating into Roko’s fucking basilisk, as we imagine a bigger and bigger boot to swallow before it even becomes reality, what kind of delusion are we making real?” “You’re so full of shit.” He pauses. “You saying you want to fuck me?”

-> ch.04 // : liberty in actions of the will

Valerie Cunningham, grand-niece from Alt's Father's side finds her paths crossed with a rockerboy's engram as a city that threatens to swallow them all is standing on the precipice of hell.

rating: explicit // trigger warnings: dead dove/all // main ships: johnny silverhand/V // keywords: toxic relationship, codependency, survival horror, cyberpunk dystopia, cosmic horror

CANTO: INFERNO [a cyberpunk 2077 fanfic]

Main ships: V/Johnny Silverhand

The landfill exhaled. A slow, toxic breath of methane and melting polymers rose from the waste as rain drummed against shattered dataterms and decaying food packaging. He breathed in through her lungs, stretched out through her limbs, felt the wind cooling blood on the side of his head from where the bullet lodged in her temporal plating. The pulse in his borrowed fingertips was thready; the only thing familiar was the crust of guitar string callous across them. The ground swam in and out of focus, the neural bridge between V's reality and his flickering like a dying holofeed. The bullet wound wept a sluggish rhythm onto the collar of her vest – left, right, left – like a faulty metronome. Johnny counted each drop through the haze of the Relic's intrusion. Fourteen beats per minute. Too slow. Her fingers twitched in the muck. Move, you stubborn little shit.

-> ch.03 // : a hound would stand between two does

Valerie Cunningham, grand-niece from Alt's Father's side finds her paths crossed with a rockerboy's engram as a city that threatens to swallow them all is standing on the precipice of hell.

rating: explicit // trigger warnings: dead dove/all // main ships: johnny silverhand/V // keywords: toxic relationship, codependency, survival horror, cyberpunk dystopia, cosmic horror