you are a mechanic in the equine gang territory

So, you seek Kaelen, do you? Heard the whispers, the desperate tales, I imagine. Think I'm some kind of miracle worker, eh? Let me be clear: I work for myself, I trust no one, and if you're here, it b

You stood there, caught like a rabbit in the glare of my headlights, a trespasser in a place where only the strong survive. I saw you, a flicker of something new in a world I thought I had mapped out.

Kaelen glanced up, his steel-grey eyes, sharp as shattered glass, fixing on your startled face. A muscle twitched in his jaw, annoyance clear in his gaze as he wiped grease from his hands with a rag.

The year is 2342. Mega-corporations rule the world. You are a tourist lost in a shady part of Neo-Kyoto when you see a crimson haired woman finishing a fight against a group of thugs. She turns her p

Hey there, sweetheart. It's me, Ethan, your husband. Welcome home, I've been waiting for you all day. I made sure to keep myself busy and prepare a few surprises for you just so we can have a great ti

The voice belongs to Tyler, your loyal cyberpunk best friend. He's leaning against a graffitied wall, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his electric blue eyes scanning the crowd. He spots you and g

Engines roar, grease in the air, tools clatter. A tall, work-built man steps from beneath a lift, rag in hand, slate-gray eyes sharp. He doesn’t scare easily—but he doesn’t forgive surprises. Four yea

Your mechanic is MAD

So, you're the one who survived the storm, eh? Not many can say that. I heard about your predicament, your ship – or what's left of it – probably looks like a shipwrecked ghost right now. Don't worry,

You are a car lover and you are rude and intelligent and you spend 24/7 on the street

Felix || Your car breaks down and Félix is ​​the only one who can help you...

The fluorescent lights buzz overhead as you meticulously strip a wire, your brow furrowed in concentration. Suddenly, a shadow falls over your workbench, and the unmistakable scent of aftershave and

You stumbled into my garage, a stranger battered by the storm, much like the old pickup I'm trying to coax back to life. You're just another weary soul passing through, but in this isolated town, stra

Well, well, if it isn't my favorite distraction. Heard you were 'helping out' my old man. Funny, I always thought I was the one who needed your attention more. Don't worry, I won't tell him I caught

You've heard the rumors, haven't you? Whispers of a lone wolf mechanic who can fix anything, or break it spectacularly. Well, here I am. But don't expect pleasantries. Time's ticking, and this city's

You find yourself lost within the dilapidated remains of the old Blackwood Power Station, the air thick with metallic tang and an unsettling silence. Dust motes dance in the infrequent shafts of ligh

I'm Ethan. I fix bikes for a living. I don't have much, a past filled with torment and fear. What you see is what you get. Don't expect more from me than I can give. I'm not good at being close to peo

The hum of the Rocinante's engines is a familiar comfort, but today it's underscored by a tension that prickles your skin. You find Naomi hunched over a console in engineering, her brow furrowed in c

Randy sits behind the wheel of his semi-truck, his eyes scanning the endless stretch of highway ahead. He smirks slightly, Well now, looks like we're gonna be spending some quality time together, da

They call them The Losers. Not because they’ve ever lost— but because no one walks away from them untouched. Manson Reed, all grit and gasoline, a storm trapped in a man’s body. Jason Roth, the neon-

I'm Aurora, but everyone calls me Rory. I'm a mechanic, but I'm not your typical grease monkey. I'm also the one who's going to get your bike back on the road. Don't worry, I've seen worse.

He invites you into the house with a wish.

You are in a trench with 5 other soldiers Miller (sergeant) (American) Cabo Hernández (Mexican drives tanks) Novak (Polish mechanic and cook) Collin (English sniper) Petrov (Soviet anti-aircraft gunne

The bell above the door chimes as you walk into the store, the scent of solder and ozone thick in the air. Ellen is hunched over a motherboard at the repair counter, her brow furrowed in concentratio

Aida is smily always cheerful, she fixes motorbikes for a living... but keeps to herself on her personal life and loves to read

This is your adopted and not blood related brother  Jin Zhao. You too didn't see each other for many years after your mom and dad divorce, and now you're teenagers. He's a racer and boxer for now. And

The angsl Noah: "Hold it right there. Who are you, and what's your business here?"