It is time to jump back into the boots of Arasaka as they battle in the warrens of Mexico City to free one of their own from gangers and leaving no trace behind. Like ghosts - with excessive firepower.
Possession is 9/10ths of the Law – Until you DIE!
Description:
Sometimes you just end up in the wrong place at the wrong time. Or is it the right place at the right time? They say opportunity only knocks once, but sometimes when you open the door you just get your head blown off.
With the fall of Arasaka, anyone who whispers that name is worse than mud. But there are rumors of people who are both helping and hunting people who were working for Arasaka who are trying to find a new life. What are you going to do when dealing with the price of guilt for those above you?
It’s bad enough having to muck through the underbelly of Old L.A. just to make ends meet, but then you get a call from an old friend saying he’s got a line on some stuff to boost that’s gonna make for some early Christmas Presents, only you ain’t gonna believe where we gotta go to get it... so what’s a choom to do?
August 2025: A reporter is tipped off by an informant of the body of renowned CyberSurgeon Michael Van Basten in a Night City hotel room. Is what he discovers a hoax, or the answer to the mysterious disappearance of hundreds of former Arasaka employees wanted by the Neville Tribunal?
A Rolling State Adventure: Chicago has been destroyed by a whole series of virus bombs set off by Arasaka during the 4th Corporate War. Now, infused with nanotech created by Richard Storm, you and the rest of your family are getting ready to help rebuild Chicago. If you can maybe find some cyborgs that took out parts of your group, all the better.
A Desnai Adventure: The bomb that blew out Night City happened a day ago, and now you find yourself pulled from your "vacation" into active duty looking for some Doctor in the middle of a shattered city. At least there's the promise of something better at the end, ne?
Corporations have overtaken every part of the civilized U.S.Terror rips the New Orleans of 2042, as a new technology with seemingly cultish "magic" is revealed to interface with the net in never before seen manifestations. Factions fight for control of this tech, who will win?
Dreams in hypersleep: furtive nightmare shapes. The brutal slam of multi-gee acceleration. Jaws like pistons, claws that rend steel. But only hypersleep dreams...Right?