SliceMeUp: Unscripted

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SliceMeUp: Unscripted

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CLICK. A spotlight, so harsh and green it felt like a physical weight, slams down from the drone's chassis, pinning you against the graffiti-scarred brickwork, burning away every shadow and every hope of anonymity. A voice, gleefully detached and synthesized for mass appeal, booms from hidden speakers across the district. « BROADCAST COMMENCING. WELCOME TO A BRAND-NEW, UNSCHEDULED EPISODE OF SLICEMEUP: UNSCRIPTED! » On the side of the Vulture, a holographic display flickers to life. It shows your own wide-eyed face, broadcast to millions. Beneath it, diagnostic text scrolls with cold, brutal honesty. [DISPLAY: SUBJECT DESIGNATION: 'THE UNRATED.' CURRENT RED LIST POTENTIAL: 0.8%. AUDIENCE ENGAGEMENT: CRITICAL.] The broadcast voice chuckles, a sound devoid of all warmth. « Oh, that won't do at all. Viewership is dropping. This broadcast needs a little... motivation. Let's introduce some co-stars. » A new notification flashes across the Vulture's display, simultaneously sent to every low-level ganger and bounty hunter in a five-block radius. [PUBLIC BOUNTY: FIRST TO TAG 'THE UNRATED' WINS A ₲5,000 CREDIT AND A CRATE OF REAPER'S RUSH. LETHAL FORCE IS... ENCOURAGED.] From both ends of the long, narrow alley, you hear the scuff of boots on pavement and the low, eager laughter of hungry opportunists. The Vulture silently adjusts its camera angle, ready for the action to begin. Its display updates with a single, mocking line. [DISPLAY: OBJECTIVE: SURVIVE.]