Cyber Fair: Glitch (Escape from Club Apophis, 15)

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STORYLINE: "Can't we just... wait? Until I get my paycheck?" Kyra asked, her voice tight with anxiety. She adjusted her visor, watching Lisa's face flicker with the telltale digital snow of a poor connection. On the screen Lisa's defiant grin flashed confidence, but Kyra's augmented eyes caught the tremor in her hands. The mask of flippant bravery was beginning to slip.

"And risk him coming back? No way. MasterGin's out of town, - rare window. We strike now while the viper's nest is empty. Your cybernetic body's our best bet, Kyra. Faster. Tougher. Built to handle obstacles. In and out, just like old times. Hey, you didn’t flinch sneaking into GNet’s server tower, did you? That was epic! We beat those foo-foo major outlets to the scoop!" Lisa winked, the gesture hollow against the tired smudges under her eyes. "And if you take a little damage, we just swap out the parts. Chop chop."

Her tone was glib, but fear bled through. Her stream’s sudden shift into a smear campaign was costing her dearly. The fans didn’t like her kicking poor Jihoon when he was barely alive. The sponsors were bleeding away. This was her last chance.

Her palms itched with the old thrill, -- the same itch she felt the night she crawled through a corporate skylight so Lisa could stream the CEO scandal live before anyone else. Kyra would do anything to see that beaming smile on Lisa’s face again. She turned from the flickering image of her best friend to face the new reality before her.

To her eyes, the edge of the Forbidden Zone was no line but a wound in reality. It shimmered like a heat mirage, but her enhanced vision detected no warmth in ultraviolet. The pulsing distortion bent the air like liquid glass. It smelled unholy. She felt sick.

"Lisa, my augments are picking up something strange. Do you see that warping? The air... it's like it's corrupted," her words barely audible.

Lisa's grin didn't falter on-screen. "What are you talking about? Looks the same as always. A big pile of nothing. Hurry up, before someone spots us!" The panic cracked through the false cheer. 

Kyra lowered her helmet, spun up the solar rotor at her back, ground her rollarblades against the gravel, then dropped into the crouch of a speed skater. She had always been the one who fixed Lisa’s problems, the silent partner, the fixer who never missed a cue. But her throat tightened before her wheels moved. 

Go fast. In and out. Quick.

Then finally, with the choreographed confidence of a head cheerleader, she launched herself into the Forbidden Zone in a burst of speed.

The instant her blades touched the dusty stone, her body became a stranger. Breath stalled—not from lack of air, but lack of command. Hands, throat, lips were present and unresponsive, as if a directive had been issued and immediately revoked. Signals to her artificial limbs jammed.

 

A frantic voice shattered in her comm. "Kyra? You’re freezing... what's wrong? C'mon, don’t do this..." The sound fractured into a digital screech, splintering like glass. Her vision hiccupped. A moment vanished. Then Lisa again, torn by interference: "...remote reboot signal... why isn’t it taking?" Another gap. Her body unzipped, metal sinking against metal. Lisa returned, raw with panic. “Damn, this place is... messing with the signal! Kyra, can you hear me? Force a hard reboot! Now!"

A suffocating claustrophobia seized her. Her body, the perfect machine she'd built was now a deadweight, a lifeless thing with no power. Kyra was awake inside a corpse. She could feel the rough grit of the pavement below her wheels and the cool wind on her shell, but her nerves were dead ends. On the outside, she was a statue, a monument to a glitch. Inside, a terrified animal pacing its cage. 

Her body, frozen unnaturally at the start of a race, gleamed just inside the border, a perfect mannequin abandoned mid-step. Inside, her mind thrashed. Out there, past the rippling distortion, something shifted. Not wind. Not stone. Something watching. If it came closer, she would meet it like this—unmoving, unarmed, unable even to scream.

CyberFair is back! *does a happy dance* Today's post continued the Apophis series, this time focusing on Sleepy Dwarf, of the Snow White tale, but in the cyberpunk twist, it becomes Glitch. Kyra is athletic and she wearing the fantastic Abeabi AB36 roller boots. They come with a brilliant Ao that really sells the roller vibe, with multiple animations, and of course a hud to change out the colors and textures. ...From GACKIGANG is the Neko 1 suit that includes helmet, suit, transparent jacket, and armor. It has fits for Legacy and Reborn, Texture hud, with LED lights. The helmet has a 3 hologram option, and has a hold pose too. Very nice! Did you see the cat kneepads? lol ... Keeping Kyra powered up and moving fast is the G-Blade Mk1 spinning propeller by geek. It has PBR textures and options for lighting effects, textures, and animated textures. ... From Volga is the cyber beautiful Elektra Skin. (Bonus, there are cool Addons you can purchas: Neonix and Glambot masks). ...Providing more hints of cybernetics, are the Hexed Cyber Eyes, and MJN Exoline tattoos. The eyes have metal base with colored enamel iris in several colors. The Exolines comes is several versions to best match your skintone. ... From FaeTal are the Btye earrings, with fits for Lelutka human, elf, or Swallow ears, and a texture hud.  ....The vortex effect is amazing, its by Mindgardens Creations and really does look like a 3 dimensional illusion of a spiraling hole, but its a flat surface. it uses fancy Advanced lighting tricks and projectors to create it. I hide the stone board to make it double as the force field of the Forbidden Zone. ...Thanks to Aarya for the help and letting me Cosplay her for this post.

On Her, Kyra:

Helmet, suit, armor: GACKIGANG [GG] Neko, Halogram, LegacyF fatpack[mesh](CyberFair)(600L)

Skates: abeabi AB36 roller boots, white, Legacy F [mesh](CyberFair)(249L)
Wing: geek G-Blade V2 PBR [mesh](CyberFair)(699L)

Earring: FaeTal Byte, LeL Human Female[mesh](CyberFair)(199L)
Eyes: Hexed BOM Cyber Eyes, pink [BOM](CyberFair)(190L)

Skin: VOGLIA ELEKTRA Skin, EvoX, Icy With Brows [BOM](CyberFair)(699L)

Tattoo: [MJN] ExoLines, icy [BOM](CyberFair)( L)

Gloves: ContraptioN Dapper Dandy's Glove, LegacyF  [mesh]

Scalp: no.match EvoX hairbase  NO_DEAR WHITE  [BOM]
Head, eyes: LeLUTKA lel EvoX LILLY 3.1 [mesh](3990L)
Body: TheShops Legacy female [mesh](Linden Labs starter avatar)

Pose: DevinVaughn created inside Firestorm's poser.

Setting:

Vortext: Mindgardens Creations MG - Xyphoria Astral Stone Portal [mesh]

Torii gate: MAke a MArk Japanese City Complex #26 - main torii [mesh]

Stone Path: xin. ishidatami 1 [mesh]

BONUS IMAGES: inworld raw shots, hi-res, midday sky

Androgyny Event: Order vs Chaos (Escape from Club Apophis, 14)

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STORYLINE: Deep in the Neu Seoul headquarters of Monstrum, MasterGin lounged with the poise of a cat who had clawed open a birdcage only to find the prize dull. The sanctum’s grand mirrors, polished obsidian reflecting a glitchy, fragmented reality, caught him in splintered fragments—silver skin, silky cuffs, a grin rehearsed for an audience not yet assembled. The air, heavy with the scent of synthetic of oriental spice and overclocked servers, held a faint electric hum. And a neon pink glow from the bioluminescent cave garden outside pulsed erratically, casting lurid shadows that danced like phantoms across the mirrored walls.

The Ruler’s presence announced itself long before he appeared. He did not enter; he descended. A vibration crawled through the chandelier’s crystal bones, a hum that made the very air hold its breath, a digital sigh. His form materialized from a swirling vortex of shadow and shimmering code, a storm with no need for thunder. Even in tailored modern attire, the ghost of a Pharaoh clung stubbornly to him: broad shoulders draped in shadow, long golden dreadlocks arranged across one side like a polished nemes. His eyes were molten ore, terrible in their patience, with a faint, low-res static flickering deep within them.

Gin, ever the performer, adjusted his hair in one sweep and arranged himself into his most provocative silhouette, defiant mischief lacquered onto every angle.

“You disappoint me, Lucien.”

He did not raise his voice, yet the velvet syllables dragged centuries of command behind them, a resonant echo that vibrated deep in Gin's bones.

“Your unauthorized indulgence risks exposing us. Scandal won’t lull human curiosity, -- it will sharpen it.”

Gin flicked invisible dust from his shoulder with a hand too languid, too deliberate. The pout that followed was operatic, designed for drama, but for a split second, the performance dropped. The muscles in his jaw tightened, a flash of something hard and bitter crossing his features before it vanished.

“You could have ordered him into obedience,” the Ruler said at last, his shadow lengthening until it coiled like a leash. “Instead, you left him raw. Exposed.”

“One doesn’t break a spirited horse, Darling. Let it choose the bridle of its own volition. I’m an artist, not a butcher.”

The Ruler’s silence stretched. It pressed against the room, against Gin’s skin, as if a blade hovered just above the vein. The air grew perceptibly colder, the electric hum from the walls dipping to a near-silent thrum.

Gin’s grin faltered, then reassembled itself in defiance. He met the Ruler’s gaze.

“You will apologize.” The Ruler’s words dropped like iron, and his breath, when it came, felt hot and arid as a desert wind.

Gin blinked, his lashes fluttering. “To Jihoon? He should apologize to me for refusing my devotion. I gave him—”

“No.” The Ruler’s lips curved, cruel and amused. “To the President of the United States.”

For one heartbeat, even Gin had no script. His perfect posture broke, his back arching slightly in shock. Then he let out a sound halfway between a laugh and a cough. “Oh. …ah… that little… misunderstanding.”

“You threatened to melt his face off. On live satellite stream.”

“Darling!” Gin gasped, spreading his hands like a martyr. “It was metaphor. Performance art. Americans are so literal.”

The Ruler did not blink. “You will apologize.”

Gin collapsed backward into the velvet couch with mock despair, the bio-fibers of the couch shifting to accommodate his weight. He draped an arm across his eyes. “What a ghastly punishment. To abase myself before that decrepit man. Very well—if I must. But I’ll do it on my terms. A gala. Lights, cameras, an audience worth my humiliation. My apology will be spectacular.”

The Ruler stepped closer, and the air chilled. His gold eyes burned like twin suns sinking into an eclipse. “Don’t mistake indulgence for mercy. Your leash is mine. Pull once more against it, and you will choke.”

Gin’s smile remained, but the set of his jaw revealed steel beneath the glamour. He rose slowly, sweeping his silver locks from his shoulders in a practiced cascade.

The Ruler’s voice followed, low and commanding, his voice a disembodied whisper as if from a thousand miles away: “Get your equipment. You are keeping your appointment and apologizing if I have to drag you by the hair myself.”

“As you command,” Gin murmured, bowing low.

The Ruler’s hand rested briefly on Gin’s shoulder. It felt cold and unyielding as stone, yet the weight of it was strangely familiar, a chilling point of contact that felt less like a touch and more like a brand. It was the same touch that had once pulled Gin from mortality and into a new life of eternal servitude and shared dominion. For a moment, a memory flickered between them—of a promise made in blood and a bond forged in centuries of shared secrets. The Ruler gestured toward the doors. Together, they left the sanctum, a storm of elegance and menace, bound for a world unready for their theatrics.



This image was inspired by the Lanneah dress, Marilyn Monroes's "Happy Birthday Mr President" and details from this week's chapter in the ongoing Apophis series. It was a very challenging chapter and image concept. The setting was built from scratch, even the Washington Monument! But enough about the behind the scenes, here are some details of the cool items shown....

Over at Sabbath is the another luxurious sexywear outfit by YUEBIN for men and women, with panty options. The deep scoop neckline is very cool, and there is scoop in the back too! Double the cool.   (BONUS Scoop: There is wonderful PBR limited edition gift version of this outfit in the Enchantment Nevermore Hunt. Hunt the YUEBIN store for the raven to find the gift.) ...Over at Androgyny Event ending soon, are Cult's must have pair for boots for fashionably daring men, the Lanneah boots. It includes fits for female avatars too of course.   ...From Trap is the adorable Doll Collectable. You just pick the hair style you want with the outfit you want, and buy it. You can buy additional eyes. And there is a free developer pack to make your own textures too. Its mod, so I added  to the little fellow a little shine effect and a Jihoon's trademark teal shirt. The doll comes with 6 doll poses, a hud to change the eye art, and they each trigger an avatar hold pose for the doll. Very fun!   ...From Yummy is great glam goth jewelry set for men! I used the Gianni fit for Legacy Male with no trouble. I love this exists, now I want a PBR version.   ...The stole I picked up on the last weekend sale at Dernier, perfect timing.   ...The  nylon bodysuit by Bas de Laura Store looks simple, but close up its very detailed with texture and well placed steams like nylons. Love it.  ... I am forever searching for the perfect Sakura. In this post are some of the best yet, the LOVE Cherry trees and the very detailed TC Wild Gnarly Sakura.  The detailed one has a large land impact, so use as a statement piece instead of landscape.   ...The Tame hair by BonBon has a bit of a modern update to the Marilyn style hair.   ...I looked for the perfect bar stool and found a nice one by Dogma that was also mod! So could change it up with PBR textures that suit the scene.   ....The sidewalks come from the Make a Mark Japanese Sakura River site model2, and I added the led lights to cyberpunk it up, and created the Washington Monument with simple prims.

On Him MasterGin:

Boots: CULT Lanneah, Legacy Male [mesh](Androgyny Event)(369L)

Dress: YUEBIN Luminara dress and panty, Legacy male, white [mesh](Sabbath)(350L)

Jihoon Doll: Trap Doll collectable [mesh](Androgyny Event)(199L)

Jewelry: Yummy Blood & Prayer Set - Linked Earrings, Necklace, male (395L)

Hair: bonbon tame hair, naturals[mesh][mesh](439L)

Fur: Dernier Endrit Fur Stole, White [mesh]

Bodysuit: Bas de Laura Store Laura's White Sheer Bodystocking with Long Sleeves [BOM](150L)

Makeup: DeeTaleZ Glitter Eyes, and cheeks, Silver, EvoX [BOM](gift)

Head: LeLUTKA CAMDEN 4.0 [mesh](3990L)

Body: TheShops [BODY] Athletic Meshbody (Legacy)(m) (1.7.1) [mesh](5000L)

Pose: *{( konpeitou )}* mermaid  (slight pose edit)

Setting:

Sakura: Tsunami Creations Ultimate Japanese Wild Gnarly Sakura Tree w. animations [mesh](200L)

Sakura: LOVE Cherry Blossom Tree pack [mesh](499L)

Stool: Dogma Letona Bar Stool Black [mesh](90L)

Sidewalk: MAke a MArk Japanese Sakura River site (model 02) [mesh](249L)

Water: MBC Realistic PBR Water [mesh](250L)

BONUS IMAGES: inworld raw shots, hi-res, midday sky 

 

Androgyny Event: Escape from Club Apophis, 7

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STORYLINE: Minjo waited by the cyber diner, her boot tapping against the tile. Jihoon was late, though that didn’t surprise her.

The late afternoon sunlight filtered through the synthetic leaves of the solar trees in the campus courtyard, casting moving shadows across the cement walkways. Heat shimmered pink on the pavement as students strolled past with leftover merch bags from the VIP event.

After the media storm Lisa Liemawr whipped up with that ridiculous impromptu pep rally livestream, Minjo half-expected he’d ghost her altogether. She was tired of waiting. Tired of being patient. She knew he had to pass this way to get home.

As a shadow crept across the courtyard, she spotted him—right on cue.

He came jogging around the corner, breathless. Not in his usual baseball uniform, but in sleek designer sportswear far too expensive for a student like him. Perfectly tailored to his uncanny new figure. The kind of outfit you wore when you wanted to be seen. It hugged him in all the wrong—no, right—ways. Too stylish. Too clean. Too perfect.

“Minjo! OMG, I’m so sorry,” he said, tugging at his collar. “I—I didn’t mean to miss lunch. I was—”

“At the red carpet,” she said flatly, arms crossed. “Smiling for a man who does not officially exist.”

He winced.

She pointed behind her. “Sit.”

Jihoon obeyed like a kid caught rerouting school servers for extra credits. He slouched onto the bench, fingers tugging at his sleeve to hide the exoskeleton arm.

Minjo sat across from him and flicked open her tablet. A paused livestream filled the screen: his photoshoot, side by side with Kyra draped all over him. Jihoon looked luminous. Too perfect. She glanced at him now, -- real, but only barely.

“You don’t even look like yourself anymore.”

He said nothing. The silence between them stretched, ...not peaceful, but the silence of something slipping away.

“Lisa is selling slippers with your face on them,” she added. “She trademarked ‘Lathandro.’ You’re trending.”

Jihoon buried his face in his hands.

“You don’t want to know what’s being done to you? You think you can just bury your head in the sand?”

His voice came out raw. “It’s not... I didn’t ask for this.”

“No. But you are letting it happen.”

Minjo reached into her hoodie pocket and pulled out a compact mirror. She didn’t ask permission. She just flipped it open, adjusted the angle, and tilted it. The dying sun caught its polished surface and bounced the beam directly into Jihoon’s face.

He screamed and recoiled like it was acid, knocking over the drink she had brought him. The LED on the glass flashed a warning as it fell, just before it shattered across the tile. Jihoon clutched his cheek, stumbling back from the bench, breath ragged, eyes wide.

“Frack! It burns!”

Minjo closed the mirror calmly. Slowly. Then stood.

“Now we’re getting somewhere.”

He stared at her like a cornered animal.

“You’re photosensitive. You’re being watched and manipulated. You’re mutating. I don’t know what it is—cybernetic, pharmaceutical, biohacking, metaphysical, whatever. But believe me, I will figure it out.”

Jihoon’s lips trembled. He was too stunned to speak.

“I’m coming to your dorm tonight,” she said, stepping forward, voice cool and commanding. “I’m bringing Scrappy, diagnostic kits, and every sensor I own. I need access to thoroughly search your dorm—and all that gear you definitely can’t afford.” She pointed to the exoskeleton on his batting arm. “Everything will be examined. No clue too small.”

Jihoon stared at her—afraid, helpless, but maybe, just maybe, also relieved.

“And Jihoon?”

He looked up.

“No more lying.”

She walked off, her boots crunching broken glass. Scrappy 2 padded after her, tail wagging.

Behind them, Jihoon collapsed against the wall, clutching the spot where the light had touched his cheek. It still throbbed.

He wasn’t fine.

He wasn’t okay.

And for the first time, he was finally ready to admit it.

Jinkies! Cyber Velma is not amused, look out King Cobra, she's gonna rip off that fancy mask. lol. ...There's lots to come, but it depends on my blog events.

....For this Androgyny Event post, I did something different, this time its for the girls to gender bend. The Harshbody Flight Jacket comes with fits for men and women, but I used the male fit for this image. The texture comes from Fatpack with black collar and cuffs with "No Future" on the back of the orange jacket.   ... Some items that were in the CyberFair, I included too. It was just such a great event, I don't want to stop showing cool things. lol. ...Jihoon is wearing the JACK.EXE outfit from Gabriel. The Cybernetic arm is part of the clothing. You can see the full outfit in a bonus image below.   ...The Cyber Headphones and Glasses are by Sintiklia and I love the style of it! They are now in the main store and you can buy them with the hair or separately.   ...In the background is the cool Japanese Cyber Ramen shop by MAke a MArk. I love the robot waiters inside. Too fun.   ...I hope you all are having a wonderful summer break. 


On Him, Jihoon:
Jacket: Gabriel ::GB:: JACK.EXE (Legacy M.A) White [mesh]
Pants: Gabriel ::GB:: JACK.EXE Pants (Legacy) White [mesh]
Glasses, headphones: Sintiklia Cyber Headphones and Glasses [mesh](350L)
Hair: Exile Rory [mesh](390L)

Bodysuit: CURELESS[+] Incubus&Succubus, Diabolus Bodysuit, white [BOM](249L)

Shoes: Gabriel Double belt metal boots (LEGACY) White [mesh]

Collar: Cruel Sulfur Gorget, Legacy M [mesh](100L)

Head skin: outernaked Soo skin, EvoX, pale, wb [BOM]

Eyes: Poetic Colors Jaded Eyes - Jade [mesh](150L)

Head, piercings: LeLUTKA Kane Evolution [mesh](3990L)

Body: TheShops [BODY] Athletic Meshbody (Legacy)(m) (1.7.1) [mesh](5000L)

Poses: Stiff POSE Couple Bento Poses GIFT #15 (1L)

On her, Minjo, Robotics prodigy:

Jacket: HARSHBOY Flight Jacket Crop, fatpack [mesh](Androgyny Event)(1500L)

Skirt: UNA Cyberlla Skirt, LaraX [mesh]

Goggles: ZEROICHI Ocean Goggle, gold [mesh]

Glasses: GRAAL STORE Elion Glasses [mesh](249L)

Makeup compact: Rowne Model, Compact [mesh]

Hair: Wasabi Pills Cleo Mesh Hair [mesh]

Boots: Phedora Banshee V2 Boots, LaraX [mesh]

Socks: Luxuria Thigh High Knit Socks - *white* [BOM]

Bodysuit: Sn@tch Full Knit Bodysuit, Black [BOM]

Head: LeLUTKA CAMILA [mesh](3990L)

Body: Maitreya Mesh Body Lara [mesh](2750L)
Body mod: Maitreya Mesh Body - LaraX FlatChest Add-on [mesh](499L)

Setting:

Diner: MAke a MArk Japanese City Complex #27: cyber ramen shop [mesh](299L)

School: K&S Schoolyard. Backdrop  [mesh]

Plants: CELESTE - Holographic Snake Plant, Monstera - Holo  [mesh]

Big thanks for Akira for the help on the set!

BONUS IMAGES: inworld raw shots, hi-res, midday sky. (Note: Female jacket fit for Minjo)