« Loverboy »
« Loverboy »
François Dufort, a.k.a. « Loverboy », an anti-hypercorporation Rockerboy who strives to find the one(s?) who murdered his family and/or his band Hellraiser.
Physical Description
General Physical Condition
Stronger than the average person, but nothing to write home about.
Body Features
Has one cyberarm, letting him to use the guitar with a certain prowess that meat arms wouldn't allow.
Facial Features
Trimmed beard and moustache; his facial grooming is a top priority. His hair, on the other hand, is wild an all over, albeit it is styled to look as such.
Apparel & Accessories
Usually dresses inspired by classic French trends mixed with the more modern-day Urban Flash aesthetic; while he fits in, there is always something about him that makes him stand out in a crowd. On only very rare occasions his style would be described as "disheveled," but only if there is a specific reason.
Never seen without his signature Mirrorshades.
Mental characteristics
Personal history
Grew up in a decaying childhood environment in a family of edgerunners, family and former long-time band were killed, but this doesn't stop him from still liking everyone (unless they cross him).
A heavy French influence (as my parents emigrated from France) has always permeated my life, giving me a fluency in the French language and also an affinity for anything French, specifically in their fashion and music.
Gender Identity
Male
Sexuality
Probably Bisexual, with a strong preference for Women.
Education
Initially slated to pursue higher education and begin on his track to climb the corporate ladder, unfortunate events (e.g. the murder of his family) and a general distaste for the corporate world anyway led to his track taking a 180° turn and turning his anti-corpo dream into a reality as a Rockerboy, although he does recognize that in the current world, they are slightly necessary.
Employment
"Legally" unemployed, but a performer specializing in singing and playing the guitar.
Personality Characteristics
Motivation
Vengeance for the murderer(s?) of both his family and his former band, of both he feels partially responsible since he is the sole survivor.
Savvies & Ineptitudes
Quite good at playing the guitar and singing, but throw any other instrument at him and it's a roll of the dice if he's good or not.
Likes & Dislikes
Likes food... well, what's left of it.
Vices & Personality flaws
Partial to drinking & drug usage, as most Rockerboys are.
Hygiene
Always stays well groomed and very is hygienic, as keeping appearances up is over half the battle when being a frontrunner Rockerboy.
Social
Contacts & Relations
Contacts with many other Rockerboys, but has the occasional childhood friend that grew up and did whatever wacky thing they did.
Religious Views
Raised Catholic, but his beliefs have probably shifted over time. Religion simply isn't his top priority at the moment. Maybe he'll re-evaluate later.
Social Aptitude
Very, very, very, very social and outgoing.
Mannerisms
Rebellious, arrogant, and proud, but never shies away from being quite charismatic.
Speech
A very smooth talker with an even smoother voice. Half of his popularity comes from his singing ability, with the other half split between his guitar and his looks, probably not equally.
These statistics are not grounded in anything, by the way. It just sounded cool.
Wealth & Financial state
Not wealthy, and wasn't wealthy in the past, but hopefully that would turn around if he gains more popularity.
NOTE: He prioritizes music over everything, but he is not one to shy away to the chance of earning money, in fact, that's the main reason why he would do anything non-music related. Hey man, the world runs on money.
A lone Rockerboy whose former band was killed, and is searching for the ones responsible.
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Honorary & Occupational Titles
"Loverboy"
Age
26
Date of Birth
30th July, 2019
Birthplace
New Orleans, LA
Children
Current Residence
Terra (Night City)
Gender
Male
Eyes
Green
Hair
Dirty Blonde
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
White
Height
6'2"
Weight
176
Quotes & Catchphrases
He's working on that.
The Lone Star Republic
29th July 2045
Went a bit further for this week’s gig. Honestly it was more of a mini-tour than anything. Took a private plane (courtesy Biotechnica, thanks Grim ;) ) all the way to Houston, Texas; the Lone Star Republic.
I guess I never paid much attention to the Republic at all since I assumed it was a wasteland full of loonies doing whatever they wanted swinging their guns around like it was nothing. Then I realized that it’s the exact same where I live so I put it behind me.
The place is actually beautiful. I mean it averaged at or over 100 degrees but honestly what would you expect would happen to an already hot place + global warming. Eh, I’m used to it.
Anyways I performed at 2 pretty well known clubs in the area and holy shit were these people nice. Some of the most polite people I’ve ever met. You could imagine my surprise when I had expected to see insane gun freaks like how the Mediacorps portray this place. It was actually really refreshing.
On my final night (it was tonight, writing this on the redeye home) I actually performed at a pretty large and semi-important club. I think it’s actually the biggest place I’ve performed at yet: “The El Dorado.” It was a massive club with probably a couple thousand people on multiple floors of the building. I mean I couldn’t really tell if they were listening to me with everything going on but I sure as hell knew they could hear me because the sound system there was a beast. Possibly the greatest day of my life.
Moral of the story is that Texas rocks and I’m definitely going back soon.
See you all soon back in Night City.
Good-Ass Food (Probably)
20th July, 2045
Dear journal readers,
As we all know, food is shit, and nobody except for corpo corpses and the 1% get fresh food.
Well I'm here to tell you about what I think would be some good-ass food to have just based off of if it sounds cool or not because GOD KNOWS I've never even looked at these pieces of shit.
Number 5. Fish
ew it would be wet n gross n shit
cook it at least
some motherfuckers didn't even cook it like what the fuck why would I ever eat RAW fish, Japan? That shit's been in the ocean.
Number 4. Cheese (real)
Cheese (but real) hooooooooly shiiiiiiitttt
bro they used to have these in wheels () no fuckin wayyyyy man
probably tastes like shit tho
Nubmer 3. Seeds
no thanks
don't need stuff growing inside me
thats what seeds do right
Number 2 EGG
looks crispy
you heard of chicken? how bout dead chicken baby but juice? huh, fucked up right? no egg for me, thanks.
what if they alive baby chicken? nope 4 me
finally
Number 1. LAMB SHISH KEBAB
give me lamb shish kebab
make the stick edibly
i would like the lamb to be baby lamb
give me baby lamb shish kebab on edible stick
-nomnomnomn
THANK YOU FOR READING!!
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The Red Dirt Bar Gig
19th July, 2045
I mean, I was excited to head to the Red Dirt for a gig. I mean— go to a historic SAMURAI site (I mean, it was where they had their first gig, that's a pretty big deal) while earning some eddies while I'm at it.
I was wrong.
I mean the place is honestly kinda dumpy, even for my standards. Okay, it wasn't the worst place I'd performed at, but come on, sweep the stage every once in a while. You do not wanna know the different kinds of stains I saw on the stage. Hell, I physically can't count the number of colors of stains I saw up there on both hands, it's unreal.
I usually don't play with a large band, but I needed a keyboardist and a drummer for this performance since I was testing out some new tunes, but holy hell was the drummer a pain in my ass— seriously. You couldn't ask for a more incompetent bandmate. I swear if you asked him to point out where the FUCKING CYMBALS were, he would stare at you dead in the eyes and say you made that shit up. Trust me when I say that happened to me. I couldn't have asked for a more untalented hack to back me up, I really need some permanent bandmates (wink wink, nudge nudge). The keyboardist was alright though, good on him (Terrence Howerry if anyone's looking for a good keyboardist).
I ended up cutting the drum solo (for the better).
The place was honestly just filthy. I mean it makes sense that it's a common first gig place, but come on... they couldn't improve it after fucking Samurai? Really?
All this aside, the drinks were good, which I guess is all you can ask for. The Johnny Silverhand special is pretty damn good, I'll tell you that much.
Coolest character in the campaign