I’ve only had my cyberpunk ripperdoc license for a week and the mob are already coming after me because I spent all my money upgrading my friend’s robotic arms
I’ve always been a fan of the idea of Cyberpunk 2077’s ripperdocs and their many counterparts across fictional cyberpunk dystopias. It’s a lovely bit of backwards-working worldbuilding: you want every thug and gangster on the street to have a metal limb and robot eyes because it looks rad, but how do you explain where they’re…