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Goodbye Taylor Hawkins. Rock has lost yet another iconic drummer.
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You're going to Hell for writing that joke...... And so am I for laughing at it!
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I might not have a house when I get home. A massive fire is raging where I live and I'm stuck at work.
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"Sir, do you classify as human?"



Amateur Writer - Miserable Restaurant Employee - A Fruit Basket

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@Eviledd1984

Hiro paid no mind to the woman's threatening stare nor the displeasure in her tone, as he slowly turned away and took a sip of his scotch while she whisked herself away from him. He was more perplexed as to how his facial recognition software didn't recognize her whatsoever. That's when the answer hit him like a bolt of lightning from a clear blue sky. "It's because she has no file. She's a runner." It made sense why this woman was acting so standoffish around him. Perhaps she already knew he was a cop. That, or she just had her suspicions of him. Nevertheless, she caught Hiro's attention the moment he scanned her. Now he was the suspicious one.

Carefully observing her as she made her way across the bar towards a darkened booth in the corner, Hiro downed the last swallow of his scotch and rose from his seat, making sure to keep his distance from her. By now, the bar was a packed house, people drinking, dancing, possibly partaking of some illicit substances or making shady deals in the shadows, the constant thudding and booming of loud electronic music with lots of bass. It was all an irritant to the detective, but it served its purpose in masking his presence.

The woman sat down at the booth, speaking to some male, Asian, possibly in his mid to late thirties. Was he a corpo, Hiro thought. Maybe he was a fixer. Nevertheless, Hiro trained his eyes on the man, zooming in on his face and activating the scan. Soon, his entire interface lit up with a plethora of info.





>>>///MATCH FOUND///

(NAME): Kobayashi, Kazuma (小林 カズマ) (DOB): 06/12/2049

(AGE): 37 (OCCP): YAMAGATA ZAIBATSU

(SEX): Male (EMPLOYMENT): 2068 - PRESENT

(RACE): Asian (PRIOR ARRESTS:) NONE





"So he's a corpo." Hiro mused, his hand reaching up to delicately stroke his rather broad chin. "Yamagata. They're a Japanese corporation that's been trying to gain a foothold in Nova City for years, but the other corps won't let them. Supposedly they're connected to the Yakuza. Not that I would know." The woman and Kazuma eventually stood up, making their way further towards the back of the club in the VIP section. Hiro hurried to follow them but made certain to keep his distance lest he raise any more suspicion. He started to push through the throngs of people again when another young lady bumped into him, obviously under the influence of some strong alcohol...or possibly drugs.

" *hic* Hey there, handsome! You wanna dance?" She slurred, her eyes loopy and languidly staring into Hiro's. He could practically smell the booze on her breath.

"Not right now." Coldly the detective replied, shoving the drunk woman back into the crowd as he resumed tailing the corpo and the other woman.

"Hmph! Asshole!" She cursed at him audibly, yet Hiro could hardly hear her over the blasting music and buzzing chatter of the bar. He was more focused on finding out just what this Yamagata employee was up to hiring a netrunner.

Once they reached the VIP lounge, Kazuma quickly shut the door. "Damn it!" Hiro muttered to himself. He knew how these places were built, the security measures put into place to keep nosy detectives like him out. There was no way his optical implants could see through the wall, nor would his cochlear implant be able to eavesdrop on any conversations. He sighed, leaning against the wall with a bothered expression marring his rugged face. "Guess I'll have to do this the old fashioned way." Hiro blinked once, opening up another window in his AR interface. Hastily, he input the commands through his cerebral processor and waited. It wasn't long his ears was filled with Thorley's voice.

"Yeah Nishida? What is it?"

Hiro elaborated, "I may have a lead on something, Emma."

"Really?" Said Emma slightly intrigued. "Is it about Hayworth?"

"Probably." Replied Hiro with a small grimace. "There's a corpo here talking to some netrunner. Scanner identified him as Kazuma Kobayashi. He works for Yamagata."

"Is that so." Emma hummed over the line. "I know Yamagata and Nova Corp have had it out for each other ever since they established an office in the city, but what the hell does this have to do with our murder victim, Hiro?"

"I don't know." Hiro sighed. "But probably more than I'm thinking. If a Yamagata employee is hiring a netrunner, then chances are they're planning some big hack. Did you find anything else on Miss Hayworth? Her affiliations, friends, relatives?"

"Yeah, sure I did Samurai." Scoffed Emma. Hiro could feel her rolling her eyes on the other end. "All while I was between Nancy's legs."

"Spare me the details, Em." Hiro muttered in reply. "I could care less about you and your girlfriend getting it on. Just meet me here. I'm gonna find out what Yamagata's up to."

"If we go snooping around in corpo business, you and me are gonna end up dead." Said Emma sternly. "Or fired. Which is worse, but fuck it. I'll see you there."

"Right. Tell Nancy I said hello." He smirked to himself as he hung up, just as the door swung open and the woman and her corpo stepped out. "Shit!" Hiro cursed under his breath, trying his damndest yet again to avoid suspicion. It didn't take Hiro long to notice stumbling his way was the blonde from before. Immediately he grabbed her by her wrist, eliciting a surprised yelp from her has he pulled her close. "Come here!" He whispered hastily, propping her against the wall and covering her with his body. "Act like you love me, alright?"

"W-what?!" She stammered in shock, her eyes widened. "Fuck off!" Suddenly her knee violently connected with Hiro's crotch, forcing the detective to his knees. The blonde scoffed at him, her middle finger extended firmly in his grimacing face. "You had your chance, dickhead!" She turned swiftly on her heels then stormed off, leaving Hiro on the floor to nurse his wounded pride...and his junk.

"Ugh...bitch!" Hiro muttered through clenched teeth, slowly staggering to a standing position despite the constant throbbing from his pelvic area. "If one my kids ends up being retarded, I'll know it's because of you." Taking a deep breath inward, the detective collected himself then resumed following Kazuma and the runner.
@Eviledd1984 No worries. Take your time. Maybe Maggie could notice Hiro is scanning her or something.

@Dark Cloud Eh, nothing. Just kinda noticed it was dead around here. I'm gonna keep updating the first page with more info.

Well... it was a good run while it lasted... I guess...
@Gisk Hmm, very interesting this Epsilon 13...

As for corporations, so far the only corporation I have established in the canon is the Nova Corporation. There is another group called the Conglomerate, which I believe is part of Veyrin's character's story. Truth be told, Nova Corp was the only corp I could think of off the top of my head, but I will add more down the line. After all, a cyberpunk story needs multiple evil corps for all-out corporate warfare.

About your character. I like the idea you added a murder mystery. Maybe my detective character could take the case.

@Dark Cloud@VeyrinDay@Eviledd1984@Cao the Exiled@ThatLostDude@Hyyde322

Because I am a terrible GM I decided to update the first page of the OOC with more information and lore on the world, hoping to give you guys more insight. If you have any ideas of your own, feel free to send 'em my way. After all, I want you to have just as much a say in this.
@Gisk I really...really need to think these things through instead of jumping in headfirst

Sounds good to me. You got the go-ahead. Now if you'll excuse me *puts on hardhat and toolbelt* I got some renovating to do.







@Eviledd1984@Dark Cloud

Hiro's car pulled to a stop next to some beat-up old van that was in serious need of a tune-up, the bright headlights fading off into the dark as he killed the ignition and leaned back in his seat heaving a weary sigh. Try as he may ignore it, the images of the dead woman were forever recorded in his memory. Every minute detail he could recall in crystal clarity, every savage knife wound, every cut, and laceration. It reminded him of a murder he investigated a few years ago, the same method, except it was a male victim.

Nathan Gallagher was his name. Age 39. Some big-shot Corpo working for the Nova Corporation. Found stabbed to death in his penthouse apartment fifty-eight times. No witnesses. Blood everywhere.

Why this killer would target a Corpo first then some whore next however was beyond the detective's reasoning. There had to be some connection, he pondered, his brow furrowing as he stared directly out his windshield towards the dingy dive bar known as Bada Bing. A nondescript location only marked by the flickering, occasionally sparking, pink and red neon sign hanging over the entrance. Yet another dwarfed by the dominating presence of several skyscrapers looming over it, the most prominent being the diamond-shaped headquarters of the Nova Corporation. Its very height was like a middle finger raised towards God, Nishida thought, its glowing orange neon lining every corner contrasted by the black polished glass that encompassed its surfaces.

Hiro gazed at it for a moment or so, not in awe but a sense of bitter distaste.

"Detective Nishida?", the voice of Emma rang in his cochlear implant, slightly jarring him from being adrift in his wild ponderings.

"Go ahead, Thorley." He replied, almost in a hoarse whisper, punctuating his sentence with another bothersome exhale.

"We got the report back from the coroner's office. Victim was identified as Jenna Hayworth, age 27. Stabbed sixty-seven times.
All her major organs ruptured. Turns out she wasn't a prostitute but a client. One of the girls identified her. I think her name was Sweetie or something. You know how those whores never use their real name."


"Yeah." Nishida returned, nodding by habit. "So what do you think this means, Em?
Wrong place, wrong time?"


"Most likely, Hiro." Said Detective Thorley flatly. "Listen. I know you think this murder is somehow connected to Gallagher's. But that was years ago."

Hiro grimaced in reply, "Doesn't make a difference, Emma. Same method used. Same knife pattern. Either we're dealing with a serial killer or something else. I'm gonna talk to this Sweetie later."

"Right, just don't get carried away." Thorley sternly advised him. "Where are you anyway?"

"At the Bada-Bing." Said Nishida.

Emma chuckled through the transponder in his ear, "Drinking away your troubles again, Mr. Samurai? Doesn't that go against your warrior code?"

"Fuck off, Thorley." Nishida snickered in return. "Why don't you stop by? We can have a few."

"Sorry, can't." Said Thorley. "Staying in tonight with my girlfriend. Maybe some other time, okay?"

"Right." Hiro responded a tad disappointed. "I forgot you were into the ladies. Oh well. Can't blame me for trying, right?"

"Whatever you say, Nishida. Just don't get too drunk you can't come into work tomorrow."

"No promises. Later."

And with that, Hiro hung up, taking a moment to collect himself before getting out of his car and slamming the door shut. Turning his collar up to the cold mist, he slowly trudged across the street through the puddles and heavy traffic, then shoved his way through the throngs of people inside until he was at the bar, plopping down on a barstool beside a much younger woman with a wild-looking haircut. "I'll take a scotch on the rocks." He hollered to the bartender over the booming music and the rancorous chatter of the bar patrons.

While he waited for his drink, his eyes trailed over to the woman at his left. Judging by her look, Hiro could discern she was here for a reason other than to get blackout drunk like the rest of these idiots. Immediately, yet subtly, he set his scanner in motion, only for...

///NO FACIAL RECOGNITION DATA AVAILABLE///

"Interesting..." Hiro pondered to himself, his eyebrow raising slightly. "A ghost in the system..."

@Hyyde322 Very good. I thought her background was well written honestly. Go ahead and post her in the CHAR tab.
@Dark Cloud Love it!!! :D. Sorry, been busy all day. On my break now but not for long.
Ugh...fuck I hate my job...

@Hyyde322 Looking good so far, friendo. Welcome aboard. As soon as your CS is done, I'll take a look at it.
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