Hola

Well, I’m actually still alive. Yay!

Why did I disappear for so long?

Well, I was really busy with personal matters. And I didn't feel much like continuing.

Plus, I was running out of motivation and didn't know how to move forward.

But now that I’ve taken on the role of Dungeon Master for my friends' D&D game, I’ve had time to brainstorm. Amidst planning for that—and considering trying out Cyberpunk RED as well—I came up with the idea for this character.

I used ChatGPT for the images...

...and Gemini to polish the text and fix language errors (I really don't want the headache of constantly correcting "his/her" or "he/she" since Spanish doesn't specify gender quite the same way).

I hope you like it—let's get to the description.

Hey... Sony's back at it again, huh? Destroying your digital property, delaying releases, and pushing out mediocre garbage. That's just their corporate synergy at work. But in 2077, megacorps rule the world, and they have an entire military catalog of laws to legally strip away your intellectual property and force you to buy into their rigged format. Is it pure, unadulterated shit, Chum? TOTALMENTE!

And that's exactly what Hanako Tanaka thinks. She's a Marketing Suit at Sony. Are the tone-deaf decisions of the board of directors causing their stock market to crash and ruining their reputation? Nel. According to them, it's all the marketing team's fault. So, the "Purges" are running rampant.

But not for the sweet, innocent Tanaka-san! Even though she looks exhausted and beautifully clumsy, her bright optimism inspires the whole floor. She always supports her coworkers, flashing that helpless anime-girl smile... Everyone wants to protect her.

...Wait. Something smells weird here, right? Hmm, what is that? Burned flesh? Hell no! That’s the smell of pure, overclocked Military Chrome from a cold-blooded corporate predator and a ruthless Rockerboy. Say hello to KAMI-KAZI—the absolute Adam Smasher of Japanese alternative folk trash metal!

Deep in the signal-dead zones of Neo-Tokyo's underbelly, her music rattles the foundations of abandoned mega-factories. Bullets fly, cyber-guitars screech, and blood spills. This girl operates under a strict, savage rule: "The predator eats well, and the weak get devoured. Period."

Are you brave enough to meet her? Sure. But remember, she plays a three-faced game. She will either mock you while playing the role of a submissive, clumsy office flower, secretly plan your corporate termination in a cold restroom when she's not in the mood to be the "department's sweetheart," or completely split your skull open as KAMI-KAZI on stage while leaving the crowd begging for more.

Who wants a piece of her? More importantly... can anyone even handle her?

At the office, this sweet, shy, and somewhat modest young office worker is the heart of the place. She is a dedicated employee who gives her all for the Corporation day in and day out, always inspiring everyone with her mere presence. She is simply delightful.

Ah, but at night...

Well, she’s—so to speak—the most famous rockerboy in the dark, filthy streets of Taitō and Arakawa. She’s a die-hard metalhead with a voice that sounds like a trash can hooked up to a female vocal synth. She’s a hell of a guitarist. At the same time, she’s a feared merc who runs the streets with her crew, taking on contracts for a fat paycheck.

She doesn’t fight the system; she’s an absolute predator. She takes what she wants, she rules, and she won’t stop until she finds a damn way to become the post-apocalyptic Tennō of Japan.