We have yet another well known and loved character re-imagined our Cyberpunk universe. Not only did my bestie Fiona  SkunknFriends do such a wonderful job bringing Jacyn into our passion project. Even made my life a lot easier and actually wrote the following for our viewing pleasure!! Please enjoy the introduction of Jacyn Bunnington, the netrunner probably way in over his head..

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Cyn chuckled as he used one paw to break through the companies firewall, his other tilting up an Aegis brand energy drink to his bunny lips. Aegis was a military company, but they had started to market their proprietary energy drink to the civilian market and Cyn was a fan. He was sitting on the rooftop of his target building, his interface cords plugged into their outer displays and his cyberdeck semi-ejected form his cybernetic arm. He could virtually see everything he needed with his eyes so he was set. Well. mostly set, he didn't own a cooling suit, so under his fur his body was getting pretty warm as it was taking him some time to crack into the file he was working on.

"Ahhh fuck yah! Punk as FUCK!" He muttered to himself as his eyes glowed and the numeral sequence to break in jumped into his vision. He had to fight off a couple defense programs, but he was a skilled netrunner, so he figured he'd be alright. But the heat in his body was starting to get intense. Fuck he needed to buy a coolingsuit badly. And he needed to get into this and download the information packets before his blood started to boil and he messed up his brain. He took another swig of energy drink and turned his full attention to it. He could see the download bar was already at 40%. He could do this.

"Punk... as fuck? What does this mean?" A soft feminine voice spoke into his audio implants, it coming out as barely a whisper. He blinked and looked around only to notice a flickering apparition in his peripherals. Cyn nearly jumped out of his skin before he realized it was being spoken into his augments not his ears. As he turned to look beside him, the ghostly image stayed in the sides of his vision, not fully formed it seemed. "Please explain."

Was this an AI? Why was it bothering him now? Oh. Shit, was this file he was downloading AI code for something? Shit. That would be impressive. He had just noticed the corp's easy defenses and wanted to go in for a peak, scoring an AI program was... was a little much, but pretty damned nova.

"Um. Who are you? Er. What are you?" Cyn asked back, curiously.

"My designation is Archangel. Please define 'punk as fuck'" Came back the somewhat robotic feminine voice. Whatever her use was, she didn't seem to have had much interaction with people yet, as her vocal patterns where not even as advanced as those simple agent AIs.

"You know... um. punk as in... anti-authoritarian freedom loving, fuck the pigs punk? And as fuck... um. Just a lot?" He didn't realize Archangel was now categorizing it as Sexually Punk in her database. He was a bit more concerned with how much he was sweating and how fast his heart was beating. 80% He had this.

"Understood. Are you rescuing me? That would be. Punk. As fuck." Came the soft voice again.
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"Are... are you in need of rescuing choom?" Cyn asked curiously.

"An angel is not meant to be trapped in hell." Sounded the cryptic reply.

"Alright Angel! Then fucks yah I am, I'm your new choom Cyn. Nice to meet you!" The download was at 90% and he could feel the headache coming on. God he needed a bodysuit to help regulate this. Normally it wasn't so bad, but she was a LOT of data. She was flushing out in his field of view now, no longer dancing in his peripherals. At 90% downloaded he could see her fully, a cute white mouse woman smiling at him, golden iris' locked onto him as she seemed to be sizing him up. He winked at her as the download ticked over to 96%... where it stalled. And warning lights began to glow in his vision, black and yellow transparent warning banners flying. They had discovered him. He groaned. "Ahhhh shit. You okay with just 96% of you getting out Angel?"

"My core processes and personality seem to have been downloaded by you. Cyn. I am fully capable of operating as I am now, though what side effects may occur..."

"Good enough then!" He cut her off, and giggled, downing the rest of his energy drink as he unplugged himself from of the companies interface architecture. He stood up, and blinked as he had to steady himself, sweat dripping down into hips eyes and lips. His tall normally pointed ears where a bit flopped from exhaustion and overheating. And to his surprise Angel seemed to stay in his field of vision, still fully expressed as a three dimensional avatar as tall as he was. Something to look into later, once he had slipped away. "Well, you wanna come with me then Angel? I'll make sure you have lots of fun, and won't be stuck in some cooperate hellhole. You any good at hacking? We can be partners!"

"I'd... I'd be amenable to this arrangement." Came the soft feminine reply, and almost as if mirroring his enthusiasm, Angel smiled and put a little more emotion into her words. "It is a pleasure to meet you. Cyn."

"Back atcha!" Jacyn called out as he started to race across the roof to the emergency escape ladder. His lil' puffball tail shaking, he ran like his life depended on it. Which, to be fair, in Prospera.... it certainly did. Soon enough he had vanished in the darkness of the city with his prize, a new friend and partner in crime. One he knew next to nothing about.