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Cyberpunk Aesthetic - Blog Posts
Okay! 12 days of being a rubber slut are done, so Violi whips herself up a brand new outfit to celebrate! Tis very Cyberpunk inspired, and honestly I've been tinkering with it since June of last year. I'm really happy with how it turned out, and I hope you do too! ๐๐
submission for the hue oc zine a while back :3
A little character art for Returning to our Roots.
Debbie (the bunny girl) is the MC of the story, and the girl on her shoulder is Slackjaw, the most dangerous merc to ever live in New Bright City. And Debbie's girlfriend.
I imagine this selfie is from one of their first dates.
Next character reference sheet for "Returning to our Roots"
Kaine Augmo, "son" of Adam Augmo.
The main antagonist for the story.
His father had him made from scratch. He is one of the only Anthro's who was never human. He was raised to be his father's body gaurd, and eventually, his brother's.
He is a weapon underestimated by his father, who didn't think Kaine could handle running Augmo Inc. Kaine would prove his father wrong.
There was only one other merc who could match Kaine in hand to hand combat. Unfortunately, she nolonger stalks the streets of New Bright City.
Hatsune Miku graphics
f2u w/ creds, like/reblog to use
Day 2 of @ddenryu event : Cyberpunk graphics
errm first time doing this kind of style
Morning Routine - TF2/Blender
In the early mornings, whether you're lower social classes' member or a newly minted corporate clerk, it would be great for anyone to freshen up in their old, shabby (and most likely moldy already) bathroom to start another day in a city run by corporations, since the last time. Here, everyone decides for themselves - whether they'll join the new order of live in Mann City or, through the thorns of the law, be a quiet rebel.
fray to free.
otherworldly
rebirth
๏ผน๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ๏ฝ๏ฝ ๏ฝใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ ใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ
ใ๏ผฃ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ
๐๐๐ธ๐โ๐ผโ
๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ฃ ๐๐ ๐ค๐ ๐๐ค ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
๏ผฆ๏ฝ๏ฝใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝใ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ๏ฝ ใ
๏ผด๏ผจ๏ผฅใ๏ผฅ๏ผฎ๏ผคใ
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๐ผ๐ ๐ผ๐ฐ๐ฝ
๐๐ธ๐ฑ๐ท๐ท๐ย ๐ข๐ฒ๐ต๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ๐ช๐ท๐ญ
๐๐ฒ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ โจ
๐๐ฎ๐ผ๐ฝ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ฌ
Day X
CyP
Like anything involving the government, it took forever for he corpos to gain the necessary power to properly influence the government. However, because the government was structured quite solidly, it never became a puppet. Still, what the corpos wanted, the corpos (usually) got, sometimes with caveats, sometimes without. When they wanted a monopoly, the government said, "Keep the prices reasonable." When they wanted children back in the workforce, the government said, "Keep the place safe and clean." When they wanted cheap resources, the government said, "Make it sustainable." But when the corpos said, "Let's make robots," the government turned a blind eye. It seemed they didn't want to have to govern another set of individuals, so they let the corpos handle it.
Of course, the corpos did just that, and the results were unsavory, to say the least. Then the government stepped in because the people started to say something. So the government said, "These androids are sentient beings." And they were, a small part of why the masses had united to relieve their oppression.
But that was it. Classic government blunder. Not clearly defining something and then it gets loopholed to high heaven. That's when the people stepped in. Even if they couldn't stop the corpos or the government, they could control themselves. So they made clubs and special apartments and parks specially catered to androids. Now not all of them were exclusive to them, such as LOVE.EXE.
But some of them were. One such establishment was The Ring. The makings of a corpo, but run by androids and humans, it was special. It was a setup of fighting, winners and losers alike getting paid by enjoyment from the fans. The Ring was funded entirely by donations and tips, trying to remain nonprofit the best they could in the capitalist hellscape they called home.
It was a place HCTR-1770, better known as Itto, frequented. A heavy machine, he was 12 feet tall and three and a half tons, built to haul hundreds of tons on his own. It was a quirk of EGGS. They over-engineered all their products to maximize efficiency and strength and longevity.
He shuffled his feet like he'd seen on TV. His opponent, Boris, was also a mid-weight machine, designed to protect from military encounters. Itto came in close, waiting for Boris to initiate. Boris started with a body shot. Unlike with a human, an android didn't have as many limitations, and thus could fight freely. Replacement parts were cheap.
Itto returned with a blow to the face, knocking Boris' arm down and smashing his knee into his chest. Most fights ended with a concession, but select few ended with shut downs or death. It was to be expected if you went in there and the corpos weren't going to fuss. They'd just make more. For every android that got destroyed in The Ring, hundreds more were made to do that job. It wasn't too big a deal.
Boris grabbed Itto and slammed him into the ground, straddling him and pummelling him without letup. No breathing meant no needing to stop a flurry. Itto kept his face covered, then reached his legs up and flipped Boris over by his head.
Based on this post.