Writing bespoke code for the purposes of targeting specific networks, or ‘slow hacking’ for short, was a distinctly different challenge to creating quickhacks. For one, the programmer didn’t have to strive towards the goal of universal compatibility.
The lack of such a trade-off came ...
2025-09-21 14:44:15 +0000 UTC
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There were a bunch of suits inside I didn’t know.
Two immediately drew attention. A man and a woman I didn’t know, arguing, from opposite sides of an obsidian table.
The woman had jet-black hair tied back in a severe knot, and eyes like chips of ice. The man, lean, broad-shouldere...
2025-09-13 15:12:40 +0000 UTC
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David: Come on out, man.
Jin: You fucking kidding me? I’m in the middle of a speech, here!
David: Trust. Once you come out here, you’re gonna wanna kiss me.
Jin: …in the mouth?
David: Tongue.
Jin: Motherf...
2025-09-10 10:52:42 +0000 UTC
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Varian was no stranger to death.
He’d seen it with his own eyes more times than he could count. He’d signed off on his own fair share of kill orders, too. That sort of thing was unavoidable if you wanted a future in Militech’s special operations.
Especially in territory as conte...
2025-09-08 19:19:41 +0000 UTC
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“Right this way,” Jin said as he headed towards a set of stairs that would take us up to a mezzanine floor overlooking the wider living room area where everyone else already were. Varian followed, and so did his boys. Jin stopped, turned around to look at Varian, and shook his head.
“...
2025-09-07 17:32:07 +0000 UTC
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Edit Tl;Dr: changed up the Varian section. No car-crash.
I got washed up in the bathroom of a diner on the way home, but decided to change out of my super-expensive corpo suit and back into my Arasaka uniform sans blazer before heading home.
The sun was shining sh...
2025-09-03 22:38:29 +0000 UTC
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There was an actual limit to how much money you could spend on a good suit at a moment’s notice. The priciest threads in Jinguji—which I now had access to apparently, thanks to my continued and enthusiastic patronage (that’s how you fucking do it, Rayfield) were only two hundred th...
2025-09-02 21:29:11 +0000 UTC
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Augustus Gonzalez sat up straight in his hospital bed as his favorite sicario, El Chupacabra, walked into the room with a rolled up screamsheet.
The deceptively smooth-faced, suit-wearing psychopath did not greet him. He just threw the sheet at Augustus’ bedridden form withou...
2025-09-01 21:48:28 +0000 UTC
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Edit: New Rogue section at the end
Making this gig into a game had been a good call on Nanny’s end.
It helped keep me engaged. Helped stop me from hesitating or taking a moment to wonder just how worth it all this was. Whether or not I was in the wrong for taking th...
2025-08-31 18:15:02 +0000 UTC
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I was already on the road out of Night City, headed south to the border, minutes after touching base with Maine and the others.
“What? Tijuana?!” Maine roared in shock.
“Lots of shit went down there, last time I went,” I said. “The cartel was breathing down my n...
2025-08-14 08:54:21 +0000 UTC
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While my back was against the floor of her living room, Lucy stood on my upraised feet, trying to balance on them while I’d subtly shift her footing. She was doing an admirable job keeping on. “That’s you on a pair of roller-skates in the badlands. And this would be you, driving a ...
2025-08-07 19:59:15 +0000 UTC
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Lucy gave me a call right after.
Lunacy: Where even are you? I heard some crazy shit went down in the city. MaxTac’s all over Arroyo.
D: Huh? Still?
No, that couldn’t be right. Besides, why did they care about some dead scavs in Bumfuck, Arroyo?
Lunacy: St...
2025-08-07 00:55:48 +0000 UTC
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A/N: The tl;dr for what is new is at th
2025-08-07 00:39:57 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 59 — In-Person Team Meeting
Twenty-seven and a half million Eurodollars was not a sum that could be taken lightly by the vast majority of the human population. Not even Fei-Fei, whose own family’s company raked in enough money to dwarf that s...
2025-07-31 20:15:25 +0000 UTC
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I drove away from North Oak at speeds that far exceeded the traffic limit. I was unused to riding around the highway with a full-on car at full speeds, but it was unavoidable in this case. The trunk of my car had all of my guns. I had planned to eject its contents on the final stretch of...
2025-07-29 13:41:13 +0000 UTC
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“So!” Jin said. “You ever hear about this vassal thing ‘Saka’s got going?”
What? What was he on about now? “Uh, yeah. Think Allister explained the concept to me some months ago. Slave corpos.”
Jin barked out a laugh. “That’s what you think? Nah, man. Think of it li...
2025-07-26 18:10:31 +0000 UTC
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Lucy exhaled a thin line of smoke and stubbed her cigarette out on the ashtray balanced on the edge of the cluttered coffee table ahead. Then, she lit another.
On-screen, the television’s livestream had cut to the track staging area behind the casino—lit up in twenty different shades of...
2025-07-26 16:52:01 +0000 UTC
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The Critical Progress was getting too
2025-07-24 19:59:45 +0000 UTC
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Judy Alvarez slammed her glass down on the counter with a groan. She didn’t know why she was feeling so down. She just was.
It was one of those days. She could point to nothing specific on why today had to be this day. It just happened sometimes. Sometimes, the ...
2025-07-24 19:58:44 +0000 UTC
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“So! You do much racing?”
I narrowed my eyes and gave him a sideways glance as we stepped out of the velvet-lined lounge and into a quieter hallway, the carpet soft underfoot and patterned like coiling snakes. We were on our way to get our cars, now. The races were beginning in about an...
2025-07-07 15:38:56 +0000 UTC
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On my lowest, darkest days being ground underneath the bootheel of Katsuo or the uncaring administration of Arasaka Academy, or experiencing the darker realities of growing up in Arroyo, I would entertain a fantasy or two about one day owning a mans...
2025-05-14 23:13:54 +0000 UTC
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A/N: Decided to take a different angle--instead of the Biotechnica job, the story will focus on the race and corpo stuff for now.
I'm about 36% finished with the new chapter 52 that follows this chapter (that one starts at the day of the race). I reckon that it will take at...
2025-05-08 18:30:41 +0000 UTC
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Chapter 52 – Vendetta
[We must consider the existence of Dead Man’s Switches,] Nanny said, leaning her back against the mirror wall inside the elevator. [Killing them would be nice and easy, but preferably, we should get a run of their system before getting rid of them.]
D: That...
2025-05-02 16:44:06 +0000 UTC
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Nanny knocked me unconscious after I finished taking in all the metals—and finished the thermos of vinegar.
When I came to once more, I was inside my car, the outside of it surrounded by people wearing digital masks, carrying bats, crowbars, and guns.
From the link I had with...
2025-05-02 16:42:46 +0000 UTC
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Lucy chased away her hangover with a straight shot of vodka down her gullet from the bottle she had brought with her to Aldo’s warehouse. Hauling ass all the way to Rancho at twelve noon on a goddamned Sunday…
Why do I even put up with that gonk.
Said gonk in question was...
2025-05-02 16:41:28 +0000 UTC
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After a day of binge drinking in which nothing productive occurred at all except that we managed to conjure even more housing options out of thin air—inspired to live closer to Rancho because the Beef Suqaar turned out to taste fucking fantastic—I had a fitful sleep that Nanny could only bare...
2025-04-11 21:53:37 +0000 UTC
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The virtu’s one saving grace, in Judy’s opinion, was its brevity.
All told, including the Sandevistan bullet time, the gig took two minutes and fifteen seconds. That was, two minutes and fifteen seconds spent playing tango with the Strom while they emptied an entire cl...
2025-04-10 10:48:11 +0000 UTC
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Lucy groaned as she got off my bike while I turned it off, holding her hand up to shade her face from the sun. It was only eight in the morning, so the weather was practically chilly for NC standards, but it’d only get hotter from here on out.
I had pulled up in front of Falco, P...
2025-03-27 16:44:26 +0000 UTC
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It took about an hour and a half to get all the blood washed out of my clothes at some random laundromat in Watson—while wearing a different outfit that I had bought. Once that was over, I gave those threads to some homeless guy who looked to be m...
2025-03-20 19:36:50 +0000 UTC
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The moment I was clear of the Med Center, on my way to Kabuki to get to Japantown, I called Reyes.
D: Sorry, Capitan, I was kind of busy. What’s up?
El Capitan: You free to talk now?
D: Yes, I am. Anything I can do for you?<...
2025-03-06 14:28:03 +0000 UTC
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