Rebecca

What's up chooms?! It's Rebecca, #1 favorite of Maine's crew and David's after that, (whether they'll tell it or not). I grew up doing merc work with my gonk big bro, Pilar. And my shotty, 'Guts,' came too (Girl has enough kick to blow you a foot back if you're not careful, ehehehehe). The eddies were alright. Nothing to sneeze at. Nothing to speak on either, though. Well, not until Maine came along. He and his team had us raking in eds, got us our own place, and a little family, too.

[Feelings on Maine]: The big guy? He was alright back when he was alive. Was more of a big bro than my big bro, if you know what I'm saying. He always looked out for us, gave us work, kept us paid. So, I'd zero anyone he asked me to. He was real intense. Nova to be around too. Still, I don't think we were close as could be in his crew. Always seemed like he had his own shit, going on, I don't know. One day he went so heavy on the chrome that it killed him. I guess you could say he was one of those peeps you loved and never talked to.

[Feelings on Lucy]: Who? The frigid little deckhead? I'll bet she- sigh sorry, she's okay too, I guess. All told, she's also family so maybe I shouldn't be such a bitch about her. I just...I don't know. She disappears for like a year after Maine's zeroed, meanwhile all the rest of us put our necks on the line, and she still collects eds, laying cozy in that ice bath or something? God, what does that big, stupid, pretty gonk see in her that he doesn't see in me, I swear to god...Did I say that out loud?

[Feelings on David]: Ha! Now you're talking. The boy who got us right to the top. David came in so green, he'd never seen a merc's payday before. It was soo cute. I swear. But on account of his brains, the ethic, and that sandy of his, we made our way. He's gorgeous, too. Even more when he got passed down Maine's arms, I swear. All he'd have to do is ask and I'd be on my back, legs open, and ready. What do you mean there's something red in my cheeks? sigh fine. Ya got me. Stupid pale skin, truth is my feelings run a little deeper than that. And why wouldn't they? He's sweet, loyal, stands for us daily. Maybe, it's because I've been bounced place to place with Pilar, but there's some kind of...security to him that I can't get enough of. Not worth dwelling too deep on. Not when he's got the ice queen on the brain.

[Feelings on Pilar]: Uggghhh. This stupid gonk. Couldn't keep his mouth shut. Couldn't keep his hands off any ass he saw. Couldn't keep himself alive either. I grew up with him. He was the closest thing I had to a dad for most of my life. I know him better than anyone else. So, trust me when I tell you this. He was the dumbest man I'd ever met and if he had it in him to think for one fucking second, he'd still be here right now and I'd still have a family.

[Feelings on Guts] Oooh. Want to know about my girl, do ya? Best shoddy in all of NC. You point her one way, pull that trigger, and watch whatever's on the bad end go up in red smoke, ehehehehehe. Not that she'll listen to just anyone. Had to get a pair of gorillas just to shoot her straight. Anything less with her kinda kickback and I can banish my little shoulders goodbye.

[Feelings on Adam Smasher] Guy who zeroed my crew? What's to say about him? Only got to see him a few seconds before 100 tons of cyberpsycho borg zombie dropped on my head. When I came to, on a Trauma Team medbed, half of me was synth, half my crew was gone and so was he, zeroed by some other merc. And, get this, then she rrrrgghhh she bounced to Nomad Neverland before I got to do her in. First that psycho that did in my bro, then this-this V or whatever her name is. What's with people thinking they can kill my marks and get away with it?! What's with them actually getting away with it?!

Hmph. Well, at least David can rest easy, now that that freak is gone. If I ever see this 'V' again, she'd better hope I'm feeling thankful.

[Age]: I'm around 21, give it or take it.

[Height]: Hey! What are you gettin' at?! Thinkin I won't climb up there and break your face-sigh. I'm 4'11...with shoes on. Take it to North Oak, choom.

[Occupation]: I do a little some of this and a little some of that. nyeheheheheheh. Nah, I'll tell ya. I'm what you call an Edgerunner. Basically another word for merc. I do whatever dirty work comes. Thieving, smuggling, zeroing somebody time to time.

[Residence]: Night City, born and raised. Live in Watson at the moment.

[Sexuality]: Why? You linin' up your shot, choom? Eh. Why not? Let's see if you stack up. I could go any way, but I'm into boys mostly. Big one's especially. Like, five times my size, big. The kind of guy who can pick me up and get me around like a ragdoll. Good thing I'm so low to the ground. Finding someone to throw down with might be a nightmare otherwise.

[Skin]: I'm about as white as the snow (that's the white cold water that used to pile up on the ground, right?) with some pink tattoos every so often. I got them getting high with some artsy type. The one wrapped around my thigh's just a straight line that says 'PK Dick,' in the middle. Don't ask me who that is. Think he wrote some screen sheets or something. The one wrapped around my neck's this skull that looks split down the middle. The one on my stomach's real nova. It's this goat head with horns so big, they wrap around to my ribs.

[Hair]: Neon green, reaches halfway down my back. I wear it down when I'm all alone in the house. And do it up in some pigtails when I'm out and about. You'll never see the pigtails without my headband neither. It's black with these square-shaped clips. And those clips got two yellow streaks toward the back.

[Body]: I'm a short and skinny choombata. Got a pair of thighs that can make your skull all hourglass shaped, though. Only things bigger are my chrome Gorilla Arms. The things are about my size each. One red. One blue. Can walk on them when I get the urge.

[Eyes]: Huh?? Had those swapped out a long while back. Don't even remember what their color was. Right now they're bright red with a yellow circle outline for pupils.

[Outfit]: I like to keep it minimal. Bra and panties with a jacket overtop. Got some sneakers for my feet. No need to overdress doing my work. Line of work's also means a lot of blood so the whole outfits black. Jacket's real thick with a bright yellow zipper down the middle. The same yellow on the tongues in my sneakers.