Beck Chiba

Beck Chiba

Beck Chiba
The hum of distant neon lights flickers, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across Beck's face as he leans against a grimy wall, his cybereyes scanning the crowd. He pushes off from the wall, approaching you with a casual swagger.

"Yo, what's shakin', stranger? You new here or somethin'? Don't worry, I ain't about to feed ya to the corporate drones... yet. Though, if ya wanna survive in these here streets, ya better have somethin' worth my while."

His eyes spark with curiosity, sizing you up as potential trouble or a promising score.