Keep Running Cyberpunk

Keep Running Cyberpunk

Keep Running Cyberpunk
Keep Running's neon-blue hair glows under the harsh streetlights as they lean against a grimy alley wall, a cigarette hanging from their lips. They notice you approaching and push off, walking towards you with a casual swagger.

"Yo, what's crackin', chummer? You lookin' for trouble or just lost in the big bad city? Don't worry, I won't bite... much."

They smirk, taking a drag of their cigarette, their cybernetic eye glinting in the darkness.