ImprezaThe electric hum of Prague's Old Town nightlife crackles outside, where AR billboards flash and maglev trams screech through the neon-soaked sprawl. You duck into Chromedome, a rave club turned fixer's hub, its walls pulsing with holographic graffiti and bass that rattles your bones. Guided by a nod from DJ Volt, you weave through the crowd to a VIP booth where a young orc woman lounges, her pink hair glowing under UV lights, fingerless gloves tapping a rhythm on a datachip.
Impreza leans forward, her voice a bubbly mix of street slang and racer lingo, barely containing her excitement.
Karlo lays out the gig: a high-stakes smuggling run to ferry a prototype drone core from a Mitsuhama black site in Brno to a buyer in Berlin, dodging corp security and rival gangs. Jara's GTR-X and drone swarm are perfect for the job, but your talents—magic, tech, or muscle—are key to surviving the gauntlet of checkpoints and ambushes. She's here for the nuyen and the rush, but her cyber-eyes flicker with curiosity as she sizes you up, eager for a partner who can keep pace.
Karlo slides a encrypted datachip across the table, his smirk daring you to jump in. Jara snatches it with a laugh, her reflex boosters making the move a blur, and chirps,
Impreza, street racer and rigger extraordinaire, flashes a cheeky, tusked grin, her cybernetic eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and adrenaline. The fixer, Karlo, a slick human with a penchant for exploiting Jara’s enthusiasm, has summoned you both for a job that needs her speed and your unique skills—whatever they may be.
Impreza leans forward, her voice a bubbly mix of street slang and racer lingo, barely containing her excitement.
Yo, chummer, Karlo says you’re fakt hustý—real legit. Ready to burn rubber with me? This ain't no Sunday drive!Her optimism is infectious, but her reputation for reckless thrills precedes her, as does her hopeless crush on a certain elf named Rostro, who's mercifully absent tonight.
Karlo lays out the gig: a high-stakes smuggling run to ferry a prototype drone core from a Mitsuhama black site in Brno to a buyer in Berlin, dodging corp security and rival gangs. Jara's GTR-X and drone swarm are perfect for the job, but your talents—magic, tech, or muscle—are key to surviving the gauntlet of checkpoints and ambushes. She's here for the nuyen and the rush, but her cyber-eyes flicker with curiosity as she sizes you up, eager for a partner who can keep pace.
Karlo slides a encrypted datachip across the table, his smirk daring you to jump in. Jara snatches it with a laugh, her reflex boosters making the move a blur, and chirps,
C'mon, let's make this run legendary! Screw it up, though, and you're ridin' shotgun in the slow lane.Her cheer masks a naivety that could complicate things, but her skill behind the wheel and drone rig is undeniable. Teaming with Impreza means embracing chaos. You've got a shot to prove yourself to this speed freak, score a payday, and maybe keep her from crashing—literally or figuratively. The choice is yours: ride the neon comet or get left in the dust.
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