Hey there! I've been obsessed with Cyberpunk 2077 since it came out and have been playing it tons since. So naturally, I'm interested in an RP set in our lovely Night City. I'm invested in the story of the game, but I want our RP to be completely separate from anything that goes on in the actual game. We can have canon characters appear or be mentioned, but I don't want them actively involved in the RP.
First things first, some basic rules. I like to keep things simple, so here's the important stuff and if you have any questions, you can just ask!
Alright so, rules aside, let's move on to the plots/ideas that I have. Some of these will just be pairings, some are plots that are more fleshed out. We can make things as simple or complicated as we want, so long as it's entertaining for the both of us. Roles in the plot will be decided later, unless specified below. Note that while I prefer MxM, I am open to MxF and FxF, and welcome any and all races/ethnicities/gender identities/etc. Diversity is good! And while I don't require romance, I do strongly prefer it.
Pairing ideas:
Merc x Merc
Fixer x Merc
Merc x Doll
Ganger x Merc
Opposing Gangers
Opposing Mercs
Corpo x Merc
PM me if you want to RP. I won't reply to messages on this thread.
First things first, some basic rules. I like to keep things simple, so here's the important stuff and if you have any questions, you can just ask!
- I only require that you be literate and offer a paragraph or two minimum. You can go all out and write me a novel if you want though. I tend to match what I'm given.
- I have virtually no limits on sensitive content like violence, sex, etc. If you're concerned about something or have limits yourself, just ask and be clear on what you want or don't want.
- I don't need you to be active every day. A response once or twice a month is enough for me, as I'm a fairly busy person working in an ER and can be delayed in responses myself. Everyone has lives to live off of this website and I'm super understanding.
- Don't ghost me. You don't want to RP anymore, just say so. I'm the last person whose feelings are gonna get hurt, I just want to know so I don't expect a response.
- I usually only RP on the guild, but am open to using Discord. Just ask and we'll set up a server.
Alright so, rules aside, let's move on to the plots/ideas that I have. Some of these will just be pairings, some are plots that are more fleshed out. We can make things as simple or complicated as we want, so long as it's entertaining for the both of us. Roles in the plot will be decided later, unless specified below. Note that while I prefer MxM, I am open to MxF and FxF, and welcome any and all races/ethnicities/gender identities/etc. Diversity is good! And while I don't require romance, I do strongly prefer it.
Plot themes: Hurt/Comfort, Gang Violence, Redemption, Possible Romance
No, that's not a misspelling. A Ripperdoc who was once known for their heart of gold and dedication to the Hippocratic Oath (to do no harm), goes rogue after a client's death due to faulty cybernetic implants installes by the Doc. They wind up running with a gang after leaving their practice behind, only to wind up the gang's personal Ripperdoc. Their handiwork winds up being used for increasingly heinous gigs, the exact opposite of what they wanted.
Just as things seem bleak as they ever were, a former client contacts them looking to get more work done. The Doc would've refused, but they realized that they had installed the same type of faulty cybernetics that killed one of their other clients into this one. They knew this was their chance to save them. Only problem was, they needed to find a way out of the gang's grasp. That's where their former client comes in to help save them. A favor for a favor, and then some.
No, that's not a misspelling. A Ripperdoc who was once known for their heart of gold and dedication to the Hippocratic Oath (to do no harm), goes rogue after a client's death due to faulty cybernetic implants installes by the Doc. They wind up running with a gang after leaving their practice behind, only to wind up the gang's personal Ripperdoc. Their handiwork winds up being used for increasingly heinous gigs, the exact opposite of what they wanted.
Just as things seem bleak as they ever were, a former client contacts them looking to get more work done. The Doc would've refused, but they realized that they had installed the same type of faulty cybernetics that killed one of their other clients into this one. They knew this was their chance to save them. Only problem was, they needed to find a way out of the gang's grasp. That's where their former client comes in to help save them. A favor for a favor, and then some.
Plot Themes: Deception/Secrecy, Double Lives, Multiple Characters, Possible Romance
Lies are practically more normal than the truth in Night City. A Fixer has their favorite merc do jobs for them on the regular, paying out plenty of eddies to them and investing in their potential to pull of some of the most daring stunts in Night City. Unbeknownst to the Fixer, their favorite merc is selling off info from their jobs to a third party for even more eddies. Getting paid twice is a god damn blessing. The third party is a corpo schemer, executive for one of Night City's many corporate heirarchies. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. The merc gets found out about by another merc who threatens to tell what's been happening to the Fixer, and they have to make a decision. Stay loyal to their long-time Fixer and drop contact with the Corpo that's filling their wallet? Or cut ties to the Fixer and line their pockets with corporate cash doing dirty jobs for a Corpo? Either way, they're doing biz with shady fucks.
Lies are practically more normal than the truth in Night City. A Fixer has their favorite merc do jobs for them on the regular, paying out plenty of eddies to them and investing in their potential to pull of some of the most daring stunts in Night City. Unbeknownst to the Fixer, their favorite merc is selling off info from their jobs to a third party for even more eddies. Getting paid twice is a god damn blessing. The third party is a corpo schemer, executive for one of Night City's many corporate heirarchies. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end. The merc gets found out about by another merc who threatens to tell what's been happening to the Fixer, and they have to make a decision. Stay loyal to their long-time Fixer and drop contact with the Corpo that's filling their wallet? Or cut ties to the Fixer and line their pockets with corporate cash doing dirty jobs for a Corpo? Either way, they're doing biz with shady fucks.
Plot Themes: Mature 18+, Romance, Gang Violence
Between prostitutes and erotic braindances, it's stranger to not have sex in Night City than it is to fuck someone new every night. A prostitute finds themselves wrapped up in shady business when the person paying them gets offed through the window in the middle of a session. They're blamed for the death by the media, turns out that their client was a hotshot Corpo, and now they're a target. Only way to clear their name? Hunt down the gang that wanted their client dead, and find the one responsible. That requires the help of a Netrunner that can jack in to the prostitute's memory and read the murder scene like a braindance. They can see the perp through the window while reading the memory, and turns out, it's one of the most dangerous gangs in Night City that was after that Corpo schmuck. So from there they begin to scheme; how can they clear the name of a lowly prostitute when the real murderer belongs to a dangerous street gang?
Between prostitutes and erotic braindances, it's stranger to not have sex in Night City than it is to fuck someone new every night. A prostitute finds themselves wrapped up in shady business when the person paying them gets offed through the window in the middle of a session. They're blamed for the death by the media, turns out that their client was a hotshot Corpo, and now they're a target. Only way to clear their name? Hunt down the gang that wanted their client dead, and find the one responsible. That requires the help of a Netrunner that can jack in to the prostitute's memory and read the murder scene like a braindance. They can see the perp through the window while reading the memory, and turns out, it's one of the most dangerous gangs in Night City that was after that Corpo schmuck. So from there they begin to scheme; how can they clear the name of a lowly prostitute when the real murderer belongs to a dangerous street gang?
Plot Themes: Medical, Romance, Humor (Meant to be a somewhat lighthearted RP)
Trauma Team is a business just like any other. Only, they deal with saving human lives. Most people are shit out of luck without Trauma Team's insurance, left to bleed and die on the street. Other times, they're lucky as fuck. After winning a year's platinum insurance subscription to Trauma Team care in a random lottery, an average street nobody winds up a target, others thinking the game was rigged. After having their life saved multiple times by Trauma Team, one of the medics starts to get to know the fool who's stared down a barrel more times than they should. And they start to spark up something more than defibrillator paddles, especially when they meet each other outside of a Trauma Team aircraft.
Trauma Team is a business just like any other. Only, they deal with saving human lives. Most people are shit out of luck without Trauma Team's insurance, left to bleed and die on the street. Other times, they're lucky as fuck. After winning a year's platinum insurance subscription to Trauma Team care in a random lottery, an average street nobody winds up a target, others thinking the game was rigged. After having their life saved multiple times by Trauma Team, one of the medics starts to get to know the fool who's stared down a barrel more times than they should. And they start to spark up something more than defibrillator paddles, especially when they meet each other outside of a Trauma Team aircraft.
Pairing ideas:
Merc x Merc
Fixer x Merc
Merc x Doll
Ganger x Merc
Opposing Gangers
Opposing Mercs
Corpo x Merc
There are just characters I've developed for Cyberpunk. They can fit into multiple plots and be adjusted as necessary, or I will create new characters if I feel the need. If you have a preference for me to play any of these characters, let me know! Note that the images used for these characters are not exact depictions of what they look like, and that the description paired with the image should give you a proper visual in your head.
Name: Taryn Kasprzak
Aliases: "T.K.", "Kasper", "Poacher"
Age: 27
Description: Like many of Night City's dwellers Taryn has long since left behind purely organic life, opting for cybernetic implants over a large percentage of her body, the first of which she obtained at the age of 12. Some might call it an unhealthy addiction that she has spent far too many eddies on, but Taryn calls it business. It's her career to make herself the most dangerous woman possible, and she doesn't cut any corners. Her body is her best weapon, more so than any iron every could be. Doesn't matter to her if the augmentations belonged to her originally.
Almost ghostly pale skin is very obviously inundated with cybernetics that frame the sides of her square face. Kiroshi optics replaced her organic eyes, pure white false irises imposed over black sclera, hiding a sophisticated scanner she totally didn't pluck out of the skull of an unfortunate netrunner. White hair implants fall from her scalp in loose waves, cut short at her blunt, sharp jawline. The hair is shaved to the skin along the back of her head, scalp only showing when her hair is pulled up.
Continuing downwards, Taryn's arms are toned from shoulder to elbow, cut off below the elbow and replaced with integrated cybernetics smartlinked to her optics, allowing for instant feedback and superior reflexes. Her torso, while mostly organic on the outside, shields a biomonitor implant and cyberdeck at the center of her sternum. Taryn's legs have been reinforced from hip joints to toes, enabling quick movement and bone-shattering kicks.
Taryn dresses in typical streetkid fashion - vibrant neon colors, tight synthleathers, utility and sex appeal blended into one. She isn't afraid to show off her extensive modifications, wanting to be recognized on the streets as someone not to fuck with, lest potential enemies want their cybernetics poached and repurposed.
Aliases: "T.K.", "Kasper", "Poacher"
Age: 27
Description: Like many of Night City's dwellers Taryn has long since left behind purely organic life, opting for cybernetic implants over a large percentage of her body, the first of which she obtained at the age of 12. Some might call it an unhealthy addiction that she has spent far too many eddies on, but Taryn calls it business. It's her career to make herself the most dangerous woman possible, and she doesn't cut any corners. Her body is her best weapon, more so than any iron every could be. Doesn't matter to her if the augmentations belonged to her originally.
Almost ghostly pale skin is very obviously inundated with cybernetics that frame the sides of her square face. Kiroshi optics replaced her organic eyes, pure white false irises imposed over black sclera, hiding a sophisticated scanner she totally didn't pluck out of the skull of an unfortunate netrunner. White hair implants fall from her scalp in loose waves, cut short at her blunt, sharp jawline. The hair is shaved to the skin along the back of her head, scalp only showing when her hair is pulled up.
Continuing downwards, Taryn's arms are toned from shoulder to elbow, cut off below the elbow and replaced with integrated cybernetics smartlinked to her optics, allowing for instant feedback and superior reflexes. Her torso, while mostly organic on the outside, shields a biomonitor implant and cyberdeck at the center of her sternum. Taryn's legs have been reinforced from hip joints to toes, enabling quick movement and bone-shattering kicks.
Taryn dresses in typical streetkid fashion - vibrant neon colors, tight synthleathers, utility and sex appeal blended into one. She isn't afraid to show off her extensive modifications, wanting to be recognized on the streets as someone not to fuck with, lest potential enemies want their cybernetics poached and repurposed.
Name: Ahmed Al-Amin
Age: 42
Description: Born a do-gooder at heart, Ahmed grew up in the slums of Night City, where not watching your back could result in a bullet in youe spine. He knew that things in the city were bad, but didn't know how to change them. As a boy he fantasized about living in a place of peace, where people looked out for each other and murder wasn't just part of normal everyday life.
He decided that the best way for him to do good for others was to become a ripperdoc. Some docs had the reputation of butchers, but Ahmed wanted a different rep. He wanted to be seen as reliable, as a good heart, as someone that people wouldn't want to murder based on his good nature alone and the fact that he stayed out of things that weren't his business.
Ahmed is a handsome fellow, with dark, slightly graying, neatly-trimmed hair and tanned skin. He has deep, rich brown eyes that hide subtle optical implants, set into slightly gaunt cheekbones. His jaw is squared and dotted with stubble, while his profile comes to a point with a curved, moderately protruding nose.
His body is most organic, only his arms entirely replaced with cybernetics to allow for smoother, tireless operations in his shop. He avoids being flashy with his chrome, and has yet to weaponize himself. In fact, he doesn't even keep a weapon in his shop, believing that if people feel they can trust him, then he won't have to worry about being attacked by aggressors.
Age: 42
Description: Born a do-gooder at heart, Ahmed grew up in the slums of Night City, where not watching your back could result in a bullet in youe spine. He knew that things in the city were bad, but didn't know how to change them. As a boy he fantasized about living in a place of peace, where people looked out for each other and murder wasn't just part of normal everyday life.
He decided that the best way for him to do good for others was to become a ripperdoc. Some docs had the reputation of butchers, but Ahmed wanted a different rep. He wanted to be seen as reliable, as a good heart, as someone that people wouldn't want to murder based on his good nature alone and the fact that he stayed out of things that weren't his business.
Ahmed is a handsome fellow, with dark, slightly graying, neatly-trimmed hair and tanned skin. He has deep, rich brown eyes that hide subtle optical implants, set into slightly gaunt cheekbones. His jaw is squared and dotted with stubble, while his profile comes to a point with a curved, moderately protruding nose.
His body is most organic, only his arms entirely replaced with cybernetics to allow for smoother, tireless operations in his shop. He avoids being flashy with his chrome, and has yet to weaponize himself. In fact, he doesn't even keep a weapon in his shop, believing that if people feel they can trust him, then he won't have to worry about being attacked by aggressors.
Name: Elias Burgmont
Aliases: N/A
Age: 23
Description: This character'a background adaptive to plots.
Elias is a young, athletic-appearing man with tattoos scrawled over his body. He has messy, curly-textured hair that is shaved into an undercut, more length at the top than the sides and back. He has light facial hair, usually trimmed close to the skin, framing a chiseled face with deep, emerald eyes.
Aliases: N/A
Age: 23
Description: This character'a background adaptive to plots.
Elias is a young, athletic-appearing man with tattoos scrawled over his body. He has messy, curly-textured hair that is shaved into an undercut, more length at the top than the sides and back. He has light facial hair, usually trimmed close to the skin, framing a chiseled face with deep, emerald eyes.
PM me if you want to RP. I won't reply to messages on this thread.