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https://www.myscrappydays.com/news.php?slug=face-to-face-with-bio-tek-ceo-secret Blog of Monia: Face to Face with the God of Bio-Tek (And My Blood Ran Cold) The door of the flying car slid open with a perfect, aseptic hiss, sounding almost like a sigh of contempt for the dust I was bringing up from the dystopian slums. Get comfortable, guys, because I still can't believe what happened next, even though I lived through it. After walking down a seemingly endless corridor, cleaner than a surgical theater, I found myself in front of large automatic sliding doors. They opened with an aseptic, almost grating hiss. I wasn't dumped into some mid-level manager's office (who knows why I had that idea in my head, anyway). I was standing directly in the sanctum sanctorum of Bio-Tek—one of the Seven Sisters, the megacorporation holding an absolute monopoly on the most advanced bio-cybernetic technology on the planet. The environment was an insult to my concept of a workshop: a blinding yet completely sterile luxury, dominated by a stark, technological white. Mirror-like floors, reflective ceramic walls that seemed to absorb every sound and... reflect all the grime on my clothes. Everything orderly. Everything far too luxurious, yet bare. #Cyberpunkweblog #Megacorporation #Flyingcar #Dystopianslums #Corporateelite #Cyberneticzombie #BioTekconspiracy #Cyberpunkmechanic #Scifithrillerstory #Interactivefiction

https://www.myscrappydays.com/news.php?slug=cyberpunk-megacorporation-flying-car-conspiracy Chronicles from the Rust & Neon Workshop A One-Way Ticket to (Corporate) Paradise Hey everyone, Monia here. I’m still alive. Though, to be completely honest, I almost died of vertigo this morning. Do you remember the Mysterious Man? Yeah, that sketchy guy who walked into my garage a while back and commissioned that "special project"—the cybernetic zombie I had to piece back together. Well, yesterday he reappeared out of thin air. No warning, just his usual middleman aura of someone who knows way too much, and an offer that set off every single internal alarm I have: an appointment. Not with him, obviously. He told me that a "very wealthy man" was completely blown away by the splendid job I did on that reanimated body. He wanted to meet me. To propose a deal that, according to him, would set me up for three lifetimes. #Cyberpunkweblog #Megacorporation #Flyingcar #Dystopianslums #RogueAI #Scificonspiracy #Cyberpunkmechanic #Corporateelite #Neonnoirstory #Cyberneticzombie