You’ve got interface plugs in your wrists, weapons in your arms, lasers in your eyes, bio-chip programs screaming in your brain. The Future never looked so bad.īut you can change it. ![]() ![]() The rest of the world is a perpetual party, as fashion-model beautiful techies rub biosculpt jobs with battle armored roadwarriors in the hottest clubs, sleaziest bars and meanest streets this side of the Postholocaust. On the Street, Boostergangs roam a shattered urban wilderness, killing and looting. ![]() The Corporations control the world from their skyscraper fortresses, enforcing their rule with armies of cyborg assassins.
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