The City

Clubs, casinos, dark markets, grey-market logistics, private security, and runners on the payroll. Three megacorps own the daylight. Wonderlands owns the rest, and it is theatrical about it on purpose.

At the top: a man with no implants at all, who everyone calls the Rabbit. Under him: a woman in red who commands the best-dressed troops in the city. Bunny runs it. Fat Alice runs his problems. Nobody runs Bunny.

Fat Alice's own. Cyber-enhanced, highly trained, and dressed to be recognised. Distinct from regular Wonderlands muscle in the way a scalpel is distinct from a brick.

If you see the roses, you were already supposed to be somewhere else.

An elite independent crew: Oli on the long gun, Pixy on the doors, Dexio in the wire. Freelance, expensive, and occasionally in need of two more pairs of hands.

Good crew. Annoying lead. Would hire again, wouldn't have a drink with.

Executive transport for people who would rather not be seen arriving. Black with gold lines, the Φ mark, and defenders who do not ask twice. GOLD confirms the loss of vehicles when it has to, and nothing else.

Older runners in the Market stop talking when it comes up. There is a name for what they think it is. Nobody will say it on the record.

The main transit loop around Neon City, the lines out of it, the stations, the freight corridors, the commuter systems. If it moves on a schedule, Loop moves it.

What the street says: If you're late, it's never Loop's fault. Check the fine print on your ticket. Then check who printed it.

Supermarkets, convenience stores, imports, beverages, alcohol, tobacco, everyday everything. Xee is on every corner and in every fridge, and it is very, very friendly.

What the street says: You have never been more than two hundred metres from a Xee. Try it. Count.

No single market to its name, just a reputation for better tech, better weapons, better systems, and better silence. Restrained, premium, and not interested in explaining itself. Hosts Runner Net for runners, free of charge.

What the street says: The good gear says Steler on it somewhere small. The very good gear doesn't say anything.