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NIGHT CITY. | PACIFICA.
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โโฆyet the she-bear rends the peasant with tooth and claw!โ
โข CYBERPUNK OC.
โข NSFW.
โข MULTI-SHIP.
โข #ฦฦฯฯษฦัะฝฮน
โข โก + โบ
โข INFO BELOW.
[] honestly, I wanna do something about that Stevenson guy. The one that murdered that womanโs brother and now he turned to god and stuff.
In my play through, I failed the mission, so heโs off running with his entourage, still alive.
Think Ursa needs to go break some bonesโฆ
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๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ค ๐ค๐ ๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฃ๐ ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐๐ฃ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐
-- Misty Olszewski --
Esoterica owner. Night City Resident.
Mature themes. N/SFW. Multiship. Canon/AU friendly. Penned by Zero.
Info: misty-rp.carrd.co/
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โThey ask, URSA, HOW DO I GET SWOLE LIKE YOU?????โ
โAnd I ask, what do you eat? And they sayโฆI eat a chicken breast and two asparagusโ a day.
And I tell โem, you ainโt never gonna get swole like me, bitch ass choom.โ
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Well, guess I now know two muscle bounded women breathing down my poor neck. One with muscle cramps and the other with an ego problem.
I am not sure if I am either intimidated, flattered, or terrified.
Returns with a bloody nose, a searing hot yet empty double-barrel, and not to mention, the severed head of a Maelstrom shitbag with too much mouth fastened to her hip as a trophy.
Fun, fun times.
Sheโd glance at him, then at the bike. Back at him, then back at the bike.
โโฆyou, uhโฆneed help with that?โ
[] Dunno what sort weird tech I want strapped to her.
something like Bane, maybe???
or probably a juice tank similar to Sasquatch
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so glad you waited for me."
He said, leaning his cheek onto his palm, his elbow resting firmly on the table as she stared at [reader] with those piercing red eyes.
Now what was left to ponder...had they invited him out for business or simply leisure?
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-- deal with a few thugs on the way to the venue after they attempted to capture him, but everything worked out fine, and he'd be damned if he let a little blood and roughhousing ruin his date night with [reader.]
"My apologies. I ran into a disturbance on the way here. I'm --
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[OPEN STARTER]
Mars reached down to grab the hems of his white dress, straightening it out and dusting it off as he made his way back to the table and sat down for his dinner date, the familiar color of red staining his face and fingers, same color as the wine.
He had to --
