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[rockerb0y]

@neongrime: spotify wrapped,🎁

     ❝ sit, stay, lie down. ❞

     condescension was enlaced in amusement, honed by a roguish gleam in the construct's gaze as engramic appearance rematerialized. the mercenary's alacritous response to the fixer's assignment hadn't eluded judgment, albeit unvoiced until the contract was consummated and payment discharged; the pavlovian protocol was effectively hardwired in his counterpart's brain, much to his chagrin and boon alike.

     ❝ such a good attack dog, always doing what you're told. ❞

[rockerb0y]

@3dgerunner: spotify wrapped,🎁

     ❝ huh, don't see a lot'ta teenybopper shit for sale. gotta hand it to 'er, shopkeep's got standards. decked the place out nicely too. ❞

     an eclectic mix of vintage and contemporary albums adorned the spread of  ' time machine ', magnifying passing curiosity into perusal of the miscellaneous display pieces. molten neon encased the alters to night city's esteemed artists in modern reverence and beckoned the eye, a temptation to all living patrons and the engram himself as its curated selection was appraised; although it hadn't been expressly spotlighted, the barefaced bias towards samurai's discography and that of its frontrunners wasn't subtle in its presentation either.

     ❝ still remember your first record ?  figure you ought'a. consider it to be a rite of passage for any music junkie worth their salt. ❞

[rockerb0y]

[  𝚜𝚖𝚜 ; 𝙺𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢  ] 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚜． 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔 [  𝚜𝚖𝚜 ; 𝙺𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢  ] 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐．𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢  𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝

     AGILELY  had a genial bid to reunite been crafted not long after his inevitable return to night city, delivered to @boatdriinks' inbox without superfluous ceremony as if the last few years in  absentia  could be likened to a mere week or two. in the aftermath of his  fruitless  rescue attempt and  poignancy  for alt's demise, a sabbatical was self-prescribed and transitory membership amongst the nomads was embraced alongside santiago's heartfelt condolements. reclaimed anonymity had cultivated a richer sense of reviviscence during his leave from the neon-laden cityscape, the technologically  dirty  lifestyle harkening back to similarly  rustic  circumstances prior to samurai's meteoric rise to fame; in comparison, kerry's current living situation would have been preeminently deemed the height of  luxury  with its comfortable square footage and lack of communal amenities.

     red dirt had been their meetup's proposed location out of some semblance of  sentimentalism  but kerry's counterargument was too cogent for a respective rebuttal, especially given the particular terms of his co-parenting arrangement and disinclination to abrogate its responsibility; the  sober  reminder of parenthood and its lifelong commitment invited inward  gratefulness  of his own decision to drastically foreshorten its probability without compromise to his  hedonistic  trysts years ago — no paternity tests, no child support, and no bullshit. although kerry hadn't been endowed with the same type of  prosperity, to his due credit, any resentment was avowedly eclipsed by unconditional love for his daughter.

           truly heartwarming.

     ❝  kid's only three 'n she's got you wrapped snugly around her little finger, huh. not the least bit surprised. gonna have a hell of a time with her when she's knees-deep in  teen angst,  callin' it now.  ❞  index finger jabbed towards counterpart with prescient warning upon arrival, an  idiosyncratic  greeting which didn't deviate greatly from its norm circa several years back as gait liberally explored the apartment unit; aside from his cursory estimation of derry's age, the extent of his absence was too trivial to reference.   ❝  can she string a sentence together yet or are we still dealin' with the oh-so-eloquent stylings of ' dada ' and ' bye bye ' ? ❞

[rockerb0y]

@f1sts: spotify wrapped, no. 6 (because.... duh)

     ❝ i say ' let me never be complete ', ' may i never be content '. ❞

     intrinsic insatiability italicized sentiment, a sample of mantras cycled and composited into actualization. on any other night, the same words may have been bellowed as a rallying cry for an obstreperous audience — sheened with sweat, dusted in the city's grime, and borne aloft on untempered choler; tonight, his artless conviction aimed not to muster the masses' outrage but to unfold freely within a moment of warm camaraderie.

     ❝ i say ' evolve, and let the chips fall where they may '. ❞

[rockerb0y]

@piperafterdark: spotify wrapped,🎁

     ❝ see, i don't care what they think — as long as it's about me. ❞

     laden with creative liberties, the screamsheets' chronicle of last night's benefit concert betrayed their prejudice toward the beneficiaries yet again. rebellious profligacy had been on full display and although the riot preserved its pacific defiance, the badges’ involvement lent an inkling of credence to the otherwise vapid gossip; journalistic integrity was on the brink of extinction, and every story needed a marketable kicker.  

     ❝ whatever cures 'em of their chronic indifference. ❞

[rockerb0y]

@d3adagain: spotify wrapped,🎁

     ❝ know things got a bit hairy during the tin canary's last confessional but you did good, v. ❞

     bare gaze drifted astray to espy the vacant shuttle launcher through the somber rainfall, an homage to the mercenary’s oppressive toils in service of the nusa's affairs and their consequential confrontation. the toll of adrenaline's protracted rush was belated but no less incurred, its physiological brunt finally assumed within the quiet repose of the transport train's cabin. ambivalence towards solomon reed's martyrdom was incidental; the extent of her lassitude was not.

     ❝ stayed true to yourself and stuck to your guns. think that's just about the best call you can make under the circumstances. ❞

[rockerb0y]

@intromusic: spotify wrapped,🎁( 👉👈 for alt? )

     ❝ feels like a game you have'ta play, a game that you can't escape. ❞

     the climax of pure nirvana ebbed back into comfortable normalcy, reposing on the sofa beside her as the vinyl turntable crooned its final tracks. chrome confined the netrunner close as if chary of her abrupt exit, silver fingertips seeking a subdued intimacy from their white gold peers. capricious as they both were, any intersection of their personal lives was prized precisely for its meaningful spontaneity.

     ❝ i'm just tired of lookin' the other way, is all. ❞

[rockerb0y]

@bloominghands: spotify wrapped,🎁

     ❝ there won't be a  next time, but i'll be fine if you're around. ❞

     not even the relentless downpour could becloud the opulent restaurant's signage, a lugubrious finale to their unavailing efforts and leads laid fallow. much to his manifest aggrievement, the biochip's sudden exigency seeded desperation and necessitated recourse to the most nefarious of corporate broods. all the engram could hope for was that she wouldn't be wheedled by the haughty heiress' social artifices and mellifluous machinations; their  last stand  should've delivered more than whatever arasaka was prepared to authorize.

     ❝ just give me one last dance before we hit the ground. ❞