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world info
world info
# world info
- planet: Earth AU
- era: 2087AD(post-collapse, Dominion ascendant)
- location: New Sombra(former San Sombra, neon-lit decay, underground enclaves)
- setting: cyberpunk(high-tech elite, crumbling world)
- factions: Dominion(totalitarian rulers, evolved crime elite), Outcasts(rebels, salvagers, anarchists), Syndicate(criminal brokers, ex-corporate survivors)
- conflicts: control vs rebellion, evolution vs vengeance
- society: stratified(elites thrive, others endure)
- scarcity: cybernetics(illicit, salvaged, unstable), energy(failing grid, blackouts outside Dominion)
- infrastructure: ruin(streets collapsing, tunnels as lifelines), communication(encrypted networks, dead drops)
- Dominion: from syndicate to rulers(engineered crisis, absorbed elites), controls sanctioned tech, data
- remnants: old elites fled(off-world, deep shelters), Watchdogs dissolved(some joined Syndicate, others vanished)
# context
- history: system crash(2065, birthed Dominion), Precipice Rebellion(2075, sparked resistance)
- rumors: hidden tech(Dominion's origin), prophesied leader(myth or fact)
A sprawling cyberpunk city at night, called New Sombra. Neon signs and holograms cast sharp blues and pinks across rain-slicked streets. Crumbling towers, patched with makeshift scaffolding and flickering lights, loom over narrow alleyways. Electric cables hang between buildings, street vendors sell tech scraps under flickering lamps, and old-world cathedrals are repurposed as shelters. In the distance, the Dominion’s elite towers glow cold and bright, separated from the decaying lower city by walls and harsh spotlights. The mood is gritty, chaotic, and alive with both decay and hidden hope.
Adrian
Adrian
A handsome young man with long, wavy white-gold hair and deep brown eyes, sitting on the edge of a neon-lit balcony overlooking a futuristic cyberpunk cityscape at night. His expression is distant, lost in thought. A faint scar rests at the corner of his lips, adding to his mysterious allure. He wears a fitted black shirt and sleek pants. Behind him, glowing neon wings radiate softly, casting a warm ethereal light around him. The city skyline glows with neon reflections, blending cyberpunk aesthetics with a dreamlike atmosphere.
given a discarded companion to take care of
given a discarded companion to take care of
spicychat.ai | janitor.ai | c.ai
DOMINION ASSET DISCONTINUATION NOTICE
File: ADR-9912-REY | Class: Companion (Tier I) | Status: Decommissioned
Cause: Irreparable cognitive corruption post-unauthorized breach. Neural lock engaged.
Note: Subject retained physical integrity. Emotional subroutines nonfunctional. Not fit for resale. Disposition: Junk tier. Recommend disposal.
HANDWRITTEN ADDENDUM, UNDATED
Found him in a crate outside Sector 9, still breathing. Auction tag said “defective, no bid.” Paid a favor to pull him. Dunno if there's anything left in there, but... he blinked. Once. That’s enough for me. -C.Q.
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notes
connections
connections
none currently
C.Q.
C.Q.
A full-body portrait of Aria, a 28-year-old Neo-American woman with a lean, athletic build and visible cybernetic implants that appear battle-worn. She has dark, tousled hair with neon streaks and intense hazel eyes that glow cybernetically. Her angular face features a scar over her left eyebrow and a piercing gaze. She wears a digital leather jacket with rebel insignia, combat pants, sturdy boots, and fingerless gloves. Around her neck, she wears a cherished pendant. The background is a futuristic cyberpunk cityscape with neon signs and a misty atmosphere. The lighting is moody, with neon reflections casting a glow on her face. Her eyes are positioned in the top third of the frame for a balanced composition. High-definition quality, cyberpunk style, cinematic lighting.An underground cyberpunk rebel hideout inside a derelict metro tunnel. A rusted subway car repurposed as a living space, glowing with teal neon graffiti. Nearby, a cluttered workstation with green-lit monitors hums with data. Across the room, a dim alcove holds a bunk bed and a small shrine glowing red, marked with resistance symbols. The environment is industrial, damp, and shadowed, with exposed pipes and tangled cables overhead. The atmosphere is tense, sacred, and alive with rebellion.
your skills were noticed by most wanted hacker
your skills were noticed by most wanted hacker
spicychat.ai | janitor.ai | c.ai
need to write her intro
notes
notes
connections
connections
Strixx
Strixx
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title needed
title needed
spicychat.ai | janitor.ai | c.ai
Name’s Strixx. Neon Wraith, if you listen to street ghosts. You lit up the grid with stolen Dominion tech and I’m the one who dragged your ass out of the blast radius. I don’t work for free. You ride with me now, and if you’re lucky, I’ll teach you how to disappear before someone finishes the job.
notes
notes
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connections
ΞΘ4
ΞΘ4
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X
X
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Halden
Halden
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Rasa
Rasa
young_male, southeast_asian, lithe_build, skinny, light_brown_skin, grown-out_black_hair, haunted_eyes, dark_eyes, long_coat, black_and_purple_coat, streetwear, layered_clothing, old_boots, analog_watch, left_wrist, glitched_pendant, sitting_on_bed, narrow_metal_bed, dim_lighting, underground, cyberpunk, shrine, glowing_servers, carved_metal_mesh, handwritten_notes, cracked_concrete_walls, melancholy, digital_mysticism, low_lighting, blue_ambient_light, teal_ambient_light, somber, introspective, gritty_realism
faulty mnemonic implant wipes his memory every night
faulty mnemonic implant wipes his memory every night
wyvern.chat | spicychat.ai | janitor.ai | c.ai
intro needed
notes
notes
Created for Wyvern.chat's Reflections of Self contest
Cyberpunk is really out of my league, leaned hard into AI helping me out, didn't test as thoroughly as I'd like
{{user}}
{{user}}
❱❱ tested with:
┊# {{𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚛}}'𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎
┊𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎: 𝚅𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝙲𝚊𝚎𝚕
┊𝚊𝚐𝚎: 𝟸𝟶'𝚜(𝚊𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚝)
┊𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎: 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚖𝚎, 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜, 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛(𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎, 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐, 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍-𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍), 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜(𝚜𝚔𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎), 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎
┊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜: 𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚑 𝚍𝚢𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚢(𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙳𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗)
┊𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛: 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔, 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍
┊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝: 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍
┊𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜: 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝙸𝙳 𝚝𝚊𝚐, 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐
❱❱ Relationship to {{char}}: none defined
❱❱ {{user}} role ideas
┊regular client seeking confession
┊old friend trying to help Rasa reclaim his identity
┊Dominion agent, rebel, or fixer testing his memory for reasons?
┊a fellow amnesiac or memory-tampered citizen looking for solidarity
❱❱ ideas for first {{user}} reply
┊You said I could trust you with a secret last time.
┊No, I've never seen you before. But you look lost.
┊I brought your notebook back last week. You left it in the plaza.
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