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Yet another fanart. Johnny, V and most importantly - Nibbles <3
Entry 11: Johnny and I are flipping off Avante behind the camera (the shop owner BANNED me since I alledgedly "tracked in mud and blood" and "made the customers feel unsafe"?? But I KNOW it's coz I wasn't wearing 'fancy' clothes. Not everyone is made of eddies choom! (Oh look...my journal just updated... Hmmm an anonymous hit for a very specific Avante worker eh...?)
Otherwise...this little spot is a beautiful place to hang out for a breather, snack, and to pretend a few birds are nesting in those neon trees 😎
(*with rizz*) My husband, our boyfriend and I saw you and wanted to know if you were single
(Shout out to my wife Panam for taking this shot, she said she wants to know too)
Entry 8: Don't think the old tapeworm over here liked me discussing my relationship with Kerry (Jealous perhaps? Or do you think the gonk's too damn stubborn to join us?)
Their love is transcendent, your honour
rogue: johnny's idea of a romantic date is blowing up arasaka's hq
so, Don't Fear The Reaper? the ending that is only available if you have a specific type of relationship with Johnny? the one that you achieve only after V and Johnny bare their souls to each other willingly? say no more cdpr👍
Entry 3: Lotta Maelstromer's boutta turn into Scav's after the hell we gave 'em tonight... And don't even get us started (again) on that gonk-ass mfer Smasher. As a plus, Rogue and I got to put a smile back on that digi-ghosts face to redeem his trusty old Porsche and Malorian :}
(Bonus photo capturing the moment all life left Johnny's eyes (for a second time) recognising I'd be the one behind the wheel of his baby)
johnny sees the ghost of every ex he's had in v
(and all the ways he couldn't save them, too)
V has no time to think of what a future could even look like. Here, in the churning belly of the city, the pace is heartbeat-fast until the last squeeze of the hand of Capital finds its way into your trachea and plays a dirge on your vocal cords. She's a street kid, orphaned at sixteen: who fucking isn't. Her friends have been dying as long as she remembers living and her parents' brains have been dissolved into syntax many hours before she's found their bodies bloating over in their running chairs. This was ten years ago. This feels like yesterday. Dirt poor, in over her head, the struggle to survive turns to desperate measures as she stumbles into a dying Jackie Welles who promises her a fortune in eddies, if only she slots a stolen biochip in her brain. Johnny Silverhand's name is a curse in her family, spoken between liturgies addressed to a dead Blackwall god. And the terrible noise of time approaches, the most violent sound in the world.
-> ch.01 // : through a dark wood, the right way blurred and lost
Valerie Cunningham, grand-niece from Alt's Father's side finds her paths crossed with a rockerboy's engram as a city that threatens to swallow them all is standing on the precipice of hell.
rating: explicit // trigger warnings: dead dove/all // main ships: johnny silverhand/V // keywords: toxic relationship, codependency, survival horror, cyberpunk dystopia, cosmic horror