Archived Conversation: TC and MG
"Archived Conversation: TC and MG" – email from Cyberpunk 2077. TC: the fuck's up with you? I keep calling and calling, even stopped by your place. You alive? MG: had a gig. TC: A gig?
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TC: the fuck's up with you? I keep calling and calling, even stopped by your place. You alive?
MG: had a gig.
TC: A gig? You were supposed to lay low after the last one, not go running straight for the Net!
MG: Geez, chill. Some chooms called. Was gonna tell em to fuck off, but they offered good eds. Simple gig, political.
TC: Choom, how'd you get it in your gonk skull that you can start grabbin' gigs? What, I ain't pay enough?
MG: Jesus, not on the holo Ted.
TC: I'll fucking Ted you! Better be glad your my best runner. The fuck was that gig?
MG: Meh, just diggin up some dirt on a council member. Easy scratch.
TC: Easy for them to fry your brains, too. Politics is no fuckin joke, Mike.
MG: Yah well you know me. Always...
TC: What?
MG: Someone's at the door.
TC: I'm the only one who knows where you are.
MG: Gotta go, Ted.
TC: Listen, fuc--
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MG: had a gig.
TC: A gig? You were supposed to lay low after the last one, not go running straight for the Net!
MG: Geez, chill. Some chooms called. Was gonna tell em to fuck off, but they offered good eds. Simple gig, political.
TC: Choom, how'd you get it in your gonk skull that you can start grabbin' gigs? What, I ain't pay enough?
MG: Jesus, not on the holo Ted.
TC: I'll fucking Ted you! Better be glad your my best runner. The fuck was that gig?
MG: Meh, just diggin up some dirt on a council member. Easy scratch.
TC: Easy for them to fry your brains, too. Politics is no fuckin joke, Mike.
MG: Yah well you know me. Always...
TC: What?
MG: Someone's at the door.
TC: I'm the only one who knows where you are.
MG: Gotta go, Ted.
TC: Listen, fuc--
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