[h3][color=003471]The Cyber[/color][/h3]
[i]"Got the Chrome and enhancements.
Got the Attitude right.
Got the metal beneath my skin
Movin' faster than light"[/i]

Forget everything you ever thought about cyborgs. Everything. This is the 2000's. Today's cyborg is stylish. His cybernetics are designed for a streamlined, high-mover lifestyle. Whether equipped with implanted data chips in his nervous system to enhance his tennis game, or bioengineered mini-weapons for his personal protection, the cyborg of the 2000's is the cutting edge of high tech living. But he isn't a walking machine either. Cybertech is smoother than that-less obvious. You have to integrate your newtech gadgets into a slick, seamless whole… Of course, it isn’t all about skill.

It's hip and aware to have "hi-tech" grafted onto your body somewhere. If you can afford it, you probably have at least a couple "enhancements": a few software chips installed in your nervous system to interface with your computer, remember your appointments, and improve your racquetball reflexes. If you're "cutting edge," you probably have interface "plugs" to operate computers and vehicles mentally. Maybe your eyes are cyberoptic with a recording function and the latest iris tint, or your hearing is "boosted" to better hear the gossip in the executive lounge.

[h3][color=9e0b0f]The Punk[/color][/h3]
[i]“I’m not a man /or a machine.
I’m just something in between.
I’m all love / a dynamo
So push the button and let me go.”
[/i]
The world of Cyberpunk is a combination of savage, sophisticated, modern and retrograde. Fashion-model beautiful techies rub shoulders with battle-armoured road warriors, all of them making the scene in the hottest dance clubs, sleaziest bars and meanest streets this side of the Post-holocaust. But more than anything, Cyberpunk is an attitude. You wear the coolest clothes, use the most advanced tech, know the right people, make the new trends. You plan your crimes in the most select clubs and bars; your enemies are Corporate armies, cyborg bike gangs, power-armoured assassins, computer-wired hackerheads, and sometimes the rival Altcult down the street. Your weapons are nerve, streetsmarts, bravado and the Minami 10 smart-gun on your hip.