Try to Hitch a Ride to the Colonial City
You need to get to Colonial City. It's too dull in this used up exploited scrap heap. You stand beside the place where the road meets the sky way. Tall dented and dirty trucks go by not even having enough interest to snub you. You are nearly crushed by one of them that left it's lane upsynth mindedly. Your shoe was partly run over and ripped open, but your foot it o k.
Above you streaks the dark and light metals of those flying bikes with they're long spider leg like arms waving for constant balance adjustment. You wait and wait here. It's getting colder and wires twang and moan in the upcoming winds of evening.....
A vicious looking biker chick pulls up, you can tell by her black eyes she's been abusing Eyedot like crazy. A hum of static electricity fills the air scaling upwards from low tonality to a high shrill pitch. She slides her fingers across one those of TriCoil Tunable RGB Optic Guns strapped to her waste. She smiles "You in?" is all she says. She has a badge on her right arm, 27 segmented hypercube inside of a hexagram, black and white contrast with 6 points flower in the center. She's on of those Ayin-Mem gangsters who work with OSK. They're known to roam these parts of the Outlands and the Scrapyards of the Colonial city.
- Tell her "No, thanks."
- Join the Ayin-Mem Gang
- Wander off in a direction
- Get on and Hold tight
- Ponder Giving up
