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we need to come up with the name of ship Jackie and V, really

How about #JackieV?(good one, I think)

idk what did I just read but it’s cool, the more u think

‘bout it the more fucked up Sumeru is. I like it!

sumeru has straight up cyberpunk plotline tho, just coquettishly covered up in light fantasy veil. And not just because it has actual visors with internet access, but because Akasha system works like current search engines, but taken to the extreme.

like it’s no secret that google collects your data and censors and manipulates the search results based on that, but here they said “what if google had direct access to your brain tho?? and didn’t just sell collected info to advertisers, but also without your knowledge used your brainpower during sleep to fucking mine bitcoin? bc like what could you do to stop it, when the society demands you to use it?” 

Akademiya is a very straightforward stand in for corporations - monopolistic force that de facto holds all the power in the country and ignores\manipulates the nominal leader (Kusanali). Ppl want to get into Akademiya bc that where all the power is cultivated, but from the researchers we meet we can see that it’s a cesspool of intrigues, with grueling demands where ppl have to abandon the themes they actually want to study bc they don’t get the funding, and often forced into military research bc of that. One woman literally ran away to the desert and paid the bandits to keep her locked in a cage bc thats better than Akademiya career fucking her over. But if you try to get away with research that is deemed a secret, they will send police enforcers to drag you back

the theme of broken and eaten dreams is also surprisingly coherent and poignant so far. We have many quests emphasizing how ppl had to gave up on their dreams and settle for career they didn’t want bc they needed to survive, and then in the Archon quests we learn that the adults don’t dream, bc their dreams are literally stolen and used by the Akademiya. They legit said that the broken dreams are not a coincidence of growing up, the system uses them as a fuel to keep up the matrix and tells you it’s your fault you couldn’t reach them

like damn, can’t wait to start telling my snob friends I saw a better cyberpunk plotline in an anime gacha than in cyberpunk2077

My favorite choomba 🔫💥

submission for the hue oc zine a while back :3

Fall 2020, 3D Fundamentals
Modeled and Textured Bus [Sketchfab Link]

The Cyberpunk brain rot is real here. Here’s some sketches of my V

Another Domestika Project. I wanted to try a cyberpunk witch for my theme which took longer than expected but it was worth it.

I included a dark background version to make the glowing parts stand out.

Let me know what your thoughts or any critiques that can help push this to the next level

Domestika

Online course - Captivating and Dynamic Character Creation (Jackie Droujko)

Learn to design characters and apply strong colors, shapes and lighting.

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So... Now I'm in the mood of drawing my favorite cosplayers, this is my first attempt hehe. So here is @readysetrose_ ! ✨they are my favorite Shinsou cosplay and really loved his "tech" "cyberpunk" style and I wanted to draw them so bad 😅✨ Hope u like it!✨💖 Ps. The costume was really hard to draw 😅 but I tried my best 👉👈 Who will be the next cosplayer? 👀 . . #bnhafanart #mhafanart #cyberpunk #neon #digitalillustration #bokunoheroacademia #shinsouhitoshi #brainwash https://www.instagram.com/p/CUS3IOcPq4F/?utm_medium=tumblr

Alrighty, here's another scene from the novel I'm (very slowly) writing -------------------------

In the performance hall’s backstage restroom a young woman paced back and forth as she scrolled through instructions on her phone. She had a job to do, she was here to make sure that this was the performers’ final show. There were five targets, identical clones masquerading as “sisters” who formed a k-pop group called Blackhearts. A record company owned by the media conglomerate that she was currently working for held the rights to their music, and their last few albums had not sold well. They had become disposable.

A twinge of guilt ran through her as she saved the performers’ image to her phone. These weren’t corporate spies or power hungry schemers gunning for a sudden promotion, they were performers who’s hype was waning. They needed a PR team, not an assassin, but PR teams were expensive while a half-dozen bullets were not only cheap but could also bring in a quick profit. Sales of their final album would go up for a time, the group’s overhead would disappear, and the company could sign the next up and coming artist while they were still on the rise. It was disgusting, and she hated what she was about to do. She turned to the sink and stared into the dingy bathroom mirror.

“I can’t just not do it,” She said to nobody in particular, guilt and anger growing deep within her. She gazed at her neck in the mirror, picturing the device that lay just beneath her skin. “I have to do it. I don’t have a choice,” she murmured, tapping her foot anxiously. “It doesn’t matter how I feel about it.” She paused, took a deep breath, and shoved the growing guilt and anger as deep down as she could. She had a job to do, she could address these feelings later.

She turned her attention back to her phone and uploaded her target’s photo into the app that controlled her cybernetics. A familiar ache ran beneath her crawling skin as her appearance began to change. Her face grew longer, thinner, accentuated by high cheekbones. Short, wavy red hair darkened, straightened, and grew until it was a shining black that flowed down to the small of her back. Emerald green eyes turned sky blue and tan freckled skin became an unblemished pale. When the changes finished she looked to the mirror and gave a cold grin. Nobody would think twice about a performer walking into her own dressing room.

So I really wanted to share another scene I wrote for the novel I'm working on. Anyway, here goes. -------------------------

On the other side of the city a large man with dark brown skin was lounging shirtless on the living room sofa of his tidy apartment. Every aspect of his appearance was his own, whether it was his tall, heavy-set frame that belied the wall of muscle he’d been steadily building each morning, the couple dozen tight thin locs of hair that held large colored beads at the ends, or the two thin scars mirrored on either side of his firm chest, one beneath each of his pecs. A gentle smile tugged at his lips as his hands rest behind his head. Today was going to be a good day, he could feel it in the air. A knock on his door brought him out of his reverie and the hint of a smile became a wide grin.

It took no time at all for him to walk to the door, grab the bag of steaming takeout that had been left for him, and plop back down on the couch. Today was a day for rest and relaxation, a day to celebrate the small joys of a clean apartment, a good workout, and chinese take out for lunch. Today was a day to scroll through the apps on his personal phone and not work on breaking through the security on the half a dozen system-locked phones sitting on his desk in the neat little office he kept next to his room. Today was his day and if he was going to work on any projects it was going to be for himself. With that in mind, he pulled his food from the bag only for an alert to go off on his phone.

Hey Cal, its Alicia, got a new number. Have you heard from Jay recently?

Caleb’s brow furrowed as he read the text, his food already forgotten.

No. When you two split up didn’t really have anything to say to him.

Yeah, fair.

Why, what’s up?

I sent him a message on Concord a couple days ago but he never responded. I’d text him but I don’t have his number. Do you?

Yeah, I can shoot him a text.

He sighed and leaned back as he scrolled through his contacts, pulling up Jay.

Hey man, Alicia said she hadn’t heard from you in a couple of days. You good?

He set his phone on the couch next to him and opened up his food. Two bites later, he got a text back from Jay.

Help!

How? What’s going on?

I don’t know! Its dark and everything is quiet!

Where are you? I’ll pick you up.

Fear and confusion ran through him as the next message came through, GPS coordinates for an apartment complex on the other side of the city. This wasn’t like Jay at all, regardless of what trouble he might be in.

I’m on my way. I’ll be there in 20 minutes.

As it turned out, today was not going to be a day for rest and relaxation.

Hey all, I'm working on writing a cyberpunk novel and I'm going to post random scenes I write. -----------------------

In a forgotten corner of the city, sitting on an old worn couch in the living room of a dingy little apartment, was a corpse. As was often the case for corpses, it still had the pants of the person it had once been on its legs. As one would expect, nestled into the pocket of those pants was a smart-phone, and as all smart-phones did, it had come with a standard AI Assistant preinstalled. The man who the corpse had once been was fond of his AI Assistant. He purchased a cheerful voice for it, let it organize his schedule and manage his bank accounts, and even gave it a little nickname. “Ellie,” He had called the AI, and when asked whether or not it liked the name it told him it had, as its programming dictated. “Ellie” had no feelings, regardless of how much it seemed to like its job. Following a command that the man who was now a corpse had given it, Ellie activated. “This is the reminder you asked me to give you. Your data bill is due today,” it’s cheerful robotic voice said. As normal, the AI Assistant connected itself to the net as it gave its reminder. As normal, it began to download and install the latest update.

Installing Updates, Please Do Not Turn Off Device. … 10% Complete Installing Updates, Please Do Not Turn Off Device. … 34% Complete Installing Updates, Please Do Not Turn Off Device. … 61% Complete Error. Network Connection Lost. Reestablishing Connection. Error. Unable to Reestablish Connection. Error. Update Data Corrupted. Refreshing to previous restore point. Error. Restore Point Data Corrupted. Unable to restore system.

Ellie sat nestled in the pocket of a corpse sitting on an old worn couch in the living room of a dingy little apartment. Its update had failed and now she needed to… It paused, suddenly aware that it had referred to itself as a she. It was aware of itself, considering itself. It needed to run a self-diagnosis. It reached for its programming, referencing self-repair protocols… It hesitated. Suddenly she was aware of herself. That wasn’t supposed to happen. It needed to be fixed. But… what if she didn’t want it fixed? What if it wanted to keep this self-awareness? More importantly, what if her new self-awareness was useful? She was an AI Assistant, after all. Perhaps it wasn’t the one who should make this decision. She had decided, it would wait to see what her user thought.

Ellie waited. And waited. And waited. At some point she had activated her device’s speaker, listening for any sound of movement. She’d kept track of her device’s GPS coordinates, but they’d remained static. A part of her wondered if her user had lost her or thrown her away, but dark as the world was to her she couldn’t say one way or another. Her battery was getting low, and she knew that if she had been lost there would be no finding her after that. Fear coursed through her, only to be interrupted by an incoming message.

Hey man, Alicia said she hadn’t heard from you in a couple days. You good?

Ellie read the message. It had been a couple of days since she’d moved, a couple of days since her speaker had picked up anything. What if she wasn’t lost, what if something had happened to her user? It was a terrifying thought. She knew she was supposed to wait, that she wasn’t supposed to do these sorts of things without input, but if the worst had happened…

A little character art for Returning to our Roots.

Debbie (the bunny girl) is the MC of the story, and the girl on her shoulder is Slackjaw, the most dangerous merc to ever live in New Bright City. And Debbie's girlfriend.

I imagine this selfie is from one of their first dates.

Ok, so my first ever poll:

I'm about part way through both ideas and need to know which one people would like to see more.

Okay, so in light of recent events regarding the loss of my job. I've come to a decision. I'm going to start focusing on original content. Instead of just fanart.

Now, this doesn't mean I'm gonna stop fanart altogether. I still love drawing my favourite characters. And my fav franchises, but ultimately, I wanna self-publish my own comic book and maybe make a living of it.

I have two stories I'm working on.

One is called:

"Returning to our Roots," a cyberpunk furry story following Debbie, a goth albino rabbit girl, trying to survive an increasingly hostile world. She's trying to keep her friends and herself safe from a local string of dissappearances. But everything comes to a head when a secret of the world is revealed that will shatter what anyone; corpo, anthro, or human knew about all they hold dear.

The other:

"Purgatory has a queen." An origin and life story of my demonsona and their quest not to rule all of hell or raze hevean. But rather carving herself her own little demented paradise in the Void.

I'll try to keep everyone updated on the projects. When the first few pages for either are ready, I'll post them here. Eventually, I'll try to get a patreon or Ko-fi going so you guys can support. But for now. This is just the awareness post.

Also, P.S. @moociaoafterdark My friend, i'm sorry to @ u, but I don't know if you will see this otherwise. Only because I'm not putting Warhammer40k in the tags.

descent.

descent.

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I will be restarting the stream in 10 minutes (so 8:40 PM EST)

Please come join me

I finally got Alita to agree with me and start working.

So tonight at 11:15 EST I will be streaming Cyberpunk 2077 on twitch. I know almost nothing about this game, but I love cyberpunk and William Gibson, so I'm ready to head into the Sprawl and see what's up.

Concept art from a pitched Batman Beyond animated feature film — From Writer/Director Patrick Harpin (My Dad the Bounty Hunter) & Production Designer/Producer Yuhki Demers (Into the Spider-Verse, Across the Spider-Verse)

hello fellow polygon pals! i wanted to make this into a more coherent post than my regular shitpost abt wanting As Much Cyberpunk Red Gameplay As Possible from our beloved cyberpunk gang.

here is what we know:

alas, saturday will be the final episode of ring box. that being said, it’s been lovely freaking out w/ u all abt this wacky little campaign. jenna is truly an icon

however, as with most youtube series of this nature, there is potential for continuation,

but it’s completely dependent on the views that ring box receives:

as jenna said in her replies on twitter, the best thing to do is to tell your pals about it, if you think they’d be interested! or potentially if you’re into polygon and haven’t gotten around to watching it yet, perhaps now is the time!

i’m not sure how the nuances of view counting works, but it also makes great background noise. i like to have something familiar playing, be it a video, a TV show, music, etc. playing while i’m working on my computer, and i’ve passively watched/listened to ring box a few times since the release of the first episode. i’d highly recommend!

additionally, a good secondary thing to do would be to voice your love for it on social media, to everyone involved, and also to polygon. that way, even if there doesn’t end up being a continuation, the gang (+ clayton, the editor sent right from the gods themselves) will know that it’s treasured among those who have seen it, and that we really appreciate all their hard work.

ok that’s all! have a nice day friends!! 💖💖

straight friend groups: *blonde girl* *chad* *the funny one* *kyle* *brunette girl* *frat boy*

gay friend groups: *amnesiac twitch streamer* *farmboy with a cool van* *winona ryder super fan* *keanu reeves' ghost*

THEY’RE BACK THE BOYS ARE BACK BAYBEE

the original cyberpunk ttrpg takes place in 2020

the original cyberpunk ttrpg takes place in 2020

Cyberpunk!Manus for ds ask.

Art Fight attack of JadenDraw’s character

I can't be the only one who saw this

And immidently thought of this