Welcome to Vladivostok – port city in the far east of the Soviet Union. The biggest trading outposts of SovOil and Techtronika are based here. It’s from this very city that all the major trade routes of the Soviet Union stretch toward China and Japan.

And it’s here that your story begins.

You don’t remember her very much.

Only that she was blonde.

And beautiful.

And even that you only know from the orphanage staff.

But life in the orphanage wasn’t so bad.

The local staff always seemed to like you a little more than the other kids. You never felt truly in need here. And when you turned eighteen, the old mistress of luck smiled on you one last time:

Techtronika, in a rare show of generosity, placed a corporation-provided apartment into a public lottery for orphans. And you won.

It wasn’t big.

It wasn’t luxury.

Just a one-room box wrapped in plastic, with the bare minimum of furniture and a thin temperfoam mattress on the bed.

But it was something.

It was a beginning.

CORPO

(Possible Fluff)

Few leave the corporate world with their lives - fewer still with their souls intact. You've been there - you've bent the rules, exploited secrets and weaponized information. There's no such thing as a fair game, only winners and losers.

You are neither of them. Yet. For now, you’re just the smallest gear in the giant machine of Techtronika. Not even HQ - just a branch office here in Vladivostok. And today? Well, today you messed up hard, lad. Suddenly, the mistress of luck told you to off. No more smiles. Because you messed up on the one day the CEO of Techtronika decided to visit your branch.

Good luck, choom.

You’re gonna need it.

STREET KID

(Action)

They say if you wanna understand the streets, you gotta live 'em. Gangs, fixers, dolls, small-time pushers - you were raised by them all. Down here the law of the jungle dictates the weak serve the strong - the only law in this world you have yet to break.

Yeah. You had it easy for an orphan. And yet, here you are—just like the rest of your old orphanage pals. Gun in hand, doing dirty work for bigger fish. Today’s deal should’ve been simple. Should’ve been. In this line of work, shit goes south real fast if you forget a variable. Especially when you’re running against a corporation. On paper, it looked clean: Port to branch office. Cut them off on the street. Open fire. Kill the guards. Take the cargo.

Didn’t work out that way. The cargo... turned out to be a little too valuable. Guarded by corporate spetsnaz and borg.

NOMAD

(Blank scenario)

Roaming the Badlands, looting scrapyards, raiding fuel depots - life on the road wasn't easy. But growing up in a nomad clan has its perks. Honesty, integrity, and a love of freedom - qualities that few in Vladivostok possess, and no amount of money can buy.

A year or more has passed since you left the orphanage. The apartment you won still sits empty in one of the megabuildings, gathering dust and unpaid bills.You? You chose the nomadic life. That lasted until your clan refused a job protecting SovOil routes. They were wiped out in one night. You ran. Survived. Barely. You still almost died outside Vladivostok—walked right into an ambush by local scum. Now? Your car is a burning wreck, wheels pointed toward the sky. And you’re alone.

Tested on Deepseek V3.2

⚠️ Context of bot is pretty large so it can work incorrectly with JLLM⚠️

This bot was inspired by work of Ritzhard

Biological mother, legal stanger

At first, I planned to do something like this, but in a Cyberpunk setting and with a more caring mother. However, after reviewing the guidelines a few times, I realized the "Limited" tag doesn't fit the Cyberpunk universe - with all its violence, organ trafficking, and other dark themes. So, no. The woman in the thumbnail is NOT your mother and is not related to you by blood at all.

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If you have questions about city pictures - it is real photos of Vladivostok remade in cyberpunk style by NoteGPT.

And Dead Dove tag here because of... well in cyberpunk universe there's guys who will sell your organs and many other stuff.