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A girl sits on top of a tall building with a six pack of beer. She looks towards the viewer. There's a city behind her with glowing lights and a red sunset.

A girl sits on top of a tall building with a six pack of beer. She looks towards the viewer. There's a city behind her with glowing lights and a red sunset.
Tags: action, cyberpunk, drama, scifi
 

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  • Digital art comicbook page. First panel, Sif and Jorgen are continuing their coversation: Jorgen: You wanna talk about it? Sif: I'm fine really. It was just a few scavs, nothing I couldn't handle. Jorgen: Scavs can still be very nasty, vinur (friend in icelandic). Sif: I am not a baby anymore Jorgen. Night City may push me, but I can also push back hard. Second panel, Sif walks away from Jorgen. Sif: I'm going to see the chieftain now. Catch you later. Jorgen: Okay, vinur. Catch you later! Third panel and fourth panel, close up of Sif's face and clenched fist. Some fellow thugs are commenting her arrival: Well, look who's coming... The princess herself. Oh, I don't know whether you should go in there, your highness. They're in the middle of some pretty heated talks. Fifth panel: Sif spits back at the three thugs who are almost blocking the hallway: Don't need your opinions. Out of my way. The cybered up thugs step out of her way and one of them scoffs at her. Sixth panel: Sif walks through the door with a brave face.

    #31. Page 29

    Oct 23, 2024

  • Digital art comic book page. Panel 1: Two men are arguing and there's a gun on and money on the table. Man1: "There's no need to get your plugs in a twist. We're securing a stready supply today". Man 2: "Don't you fucking belittle me boy! We already needed that 'steady supply' last week! Because of your stalling, my boys didn't get the edge they needed against those Legion fucks. Panel 2: Two men are pictured in a heated argument: Man 1: *Sigh*. Orm... To me it sounds like 'your boys' are lacking some basic training if they have to be hooked on combat drugs all the time. Maybe a rehab would do them good? Man 2: "You don't get to call us addicts, you little prick! Not while you sit on your ass in a club every week and try to get your dick wet and call it "fixer work". ELIAS. Panel 3: A cybernetic arm holding a cigarette and a metal mug rests on the table. The men still argue. Elias: Don't put words in my mouth. I didn't say you were an addict. Altough you sure are foaming from the mouth like one right now. Orm: If you weren't one of the Hawks, I'd gut you where you stand. Panel 4: A close up of a cybernetic eye. A menacing voice commands the two to stop, saying: Behave yourselves gentlemen.

    #32. Page 30

    Oct 23, 2024

  • Comic book page. Five menacing looking cyborg viking men are looking at Sif who has just entered the room. Some of them have more cybernetic augmentation than others. The bearderd man with the short mohawk in the middle says to Sif: "For my flesh and blood has returned from her first mission. Present your offering to the clan, child.

    #33. Page 31

    Oct 23, 2024

  • Comic book page. First panel: A hand puts a thin stack of money on the table. Second panel: A pair of judgemental eyes are looking down on the sum of money. Third panel: Sif is looking down and trying to endure the mean comments: "Is that a fucking joke?! Are you trying to insult the clan leader?" and "It does seem like a quite meager sum to be honest. That much is certain." Fourth panel: The clan leader says: "No, it is a good sum." Sif looks genuinely surprised. Fifth panel: The clan leader looks at Sif judgementally and says: "If I raised my daughter to be a joytoy and this was her first day in Watson. Sif, you have to realize that you won't survive in Night City if you lack the ruthlessness and ambition to strive for more". Sixth panel: An emotionally beaten Sif says: "I'm so-" but gets interrupted by the clan leader: Sorry doesn't cut it. Do better. Seventh panel: The clan leader points at the small stack of money and puts more salt to the wounds by saying: "I won't give you any special treatment just because you're my daughter. You should know that. The city won't pull any punches and if you let it throw you around you'll end up in the gutter with the rest of the weaklings.

    #34. Page 32

    Oct 23, 2024

  • Digital art comic book page. First panel: Sif leaves the room while the clan leader talks to her: "Keep that sum. Consider getting an upgrade or two. Only come back when you're carrying a true warrior's bounty. Second panel: A door creaks open. Third panel: There¨'s three thugs outside the door. The leader of them is smirking and says: "Hmph". Fourth panel: The main thug points at Sif's direction and boldly says: "See new bloods? You don't just barge in the boss' room even if you're the princess herself... Hey what's with th-" Fifth panel: Fist closing in really fast. Sixth panel: Furious Sif punches the main thug so hard that his teeth fly out and his nose gushes blood.

    #35. Page 33

    Oct 23, 2024

  • Digital art comicbook page. First panel: A woman is walking away from two guys. The one on the left says: Wow, that woman hits like a rhino. The one on the right looks at the woman and scarily says: shut the fuck up, she's still there..! A person is moaning on the floor, out of frame. Second panel: A close up side profile picture of a crying woman. Speech bubble says: You, ok. Boss? Hey! Wake up! Third panel: An hour later... A clenched hand swings around a stack of eurodollar bills with force. Fourth panel: A hand slams eurodollars on the table with a huge SLAM- sound. Fifth panel: A demanding woman leans forward at a table and looks at the bartender intensely. She says: Give me the cheapest shots you have. As much as I can get with these eddies. Keem 'em coming fast. Sixth panel: A bartender with a cybernetic arm and some puple in her hair dryly responds: Okay, as long as you stop slamming the table and drop the tough-girl attitude. The angry woman answers: whatever...

    #36. Page 34

    Oct 23, 2024

  • Webcomic page. First panel. Three people are sitting at a bardesk. They look somber and sad. The one on the right is holding his head on his hands. A woman with a leather vest in sitting in the middle and on the right there's a person with headphones listening to music. Second panel. Bartender is filling a row of shot glasses. Third to seventh panel. The woman (Sif) is drinking shots rapidly as bad memories are going through her head. Her expression changes from grimacing to sad to empty. She can hear the awful things in her mind: "Is that a fucking joke?! Are you trying to insult the clan leader?! It does seem like a quite meager sum. No it's a good sum, if I raised my daughter to be a joytoy. Sorry doesn't cut it, do better." Eighth panel: The bartender has crossed her arms and the bar table is full of empty shot glasses.

    #37. Page 35

    Oct 23, 2024

  • Digital art comic. First panel: A woman is looking at the viewer in a frustrated manner and says: "Okay, choom. Think you've had enough. Go home." Second panel: The angry barbaric woman with a half-bald hair and a leather vest looks at the bartender angrily and flips her the middle finger. She says: "Did I ask you to stop? Keep pouring, bitch". Third panel: The bartender looks like that she's had it with the punk. She looks down on her with an angry expression. Fourth panel: A view from the outside. It is raining and shouting can be heard from inside the bar. The bartender yells for help: "Adam! We got a fucking gonk here who doesn't know how to get out! Show her would you?" an angry and violent voice belonging to the barbarian woman yells back: "Get your fucking hands off me, you son of a bitch!!!". The bartender replies: "Get the fuck out of my bar, street trash...". The viking woman desperately yells back: "I'll kill you, I swear to god I will rip your face off!!!". Fifth panel: The barbarian woman flies through the entrance of the bar. She looks very unbalanced. Sixth panel: The barbarian woman lies on the wet concrete streets face down, her hand hanging over a sidewalk. She has scratches on her arm. Seventh panel: The barbarian woman is crawling on the ground and she looks down with a dazed stare. Her mouth is dripping blood and she is injured. Rain pours on the streets.

    #38. Page 36

    Oct 23, 2024

  • Digital art comic. Panels one and two: A woman who is wounded stumbles around blind drunk. Her ears are ringing as she's watching the streets cross eyed. Panel three: The woman throws up on the ground due to alcohol poisoning. Two unknown men approach her. The one on the left asks: "That her?". The one on the right answers: "Yes. Without a doubt." Panel four and five: A fist raises a metallic pipe which knocks the woman unconcious. Her face is full of pain. Panel six to eight: The woman wakes up and sees the silhouette of a man with round sunglasses and long hair. Her heart is pumping furiously. Last panel: The woman lies bloodied in a pile of trash with wounds covering her face. The man says to her: Wake up. You have a lot to answer for.

    #39. Page 37

    Oct 23, 2024

  • Digital art comic page. Panels 1 and two: Rain pours down as a man with round sunglasses looks down at a wounded woman and says: "Me and Roy went a way back. Used to run these streets for years. We had another chance to climb up again. Maybe try to get back into the glory days. Until you came along and snuffed out his flame. Can't bring him back but there's one thing that I can do." Panels three, four and five: The man executes the wounded woman in cold blood using his cybernetic pistol that pops-up from his arm. Two loud KA-THLUNKs echo in the rainy streets. The woman suffers lethal wounds. The man's accomplice says: "Should we take her chrome?" to which the man replies: "No need. All I can see is a cyberoptic and some low-tier skinweave. The necklace is mine though." The man proceeds to yank the necklace from the woman's neck. The man's accomplice is puzzled and asks: "Shit. Why the fuck do you wanna take that?" Panels five and six: The wounded woman stares at the void and looks like she's not long for this world. She's covered in blood and wounds. The man answers his accomplice: "Trophy". His accomplice asks one more question: "Should we pop another one to her skull?" suggesting that they'd make sure she's dead. The man replies: "She's not worh the ammo. Let the vermin eat her corpse". The rain continues to pour down.

    #40. Page 38

    Oct 23, 2024

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Posted on 22/10/2024 by kyber.punk
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