Giocatore: Doro

Rain again. One more night spent on the corpse of yet another choomba who tought he could make it without Ganova. I'm tired, why they don't understand that it's all for their own good? The cigarette falls from my fingers, I should quit. I must complete my mission, I must find the ultimate weapon for the Corp, the one tha could truly save us. I cannot burn my time this way. One more night, on more problem solved, now it's time to report.

Giocatore: Fri

My name is Bond, James Bond'. Ah I love this shit. Tonight's dose is particullary good, a scene from Goldfinder, uncut version, upup quality. Yesterday I convinced Hands to give me an old revolver, out of use: working on it, now it really looks like Connery's... I have to go now though, thanks to a new insurrection in sector 23. Someone hasn't paid, and Ganova must always receive its cut.

Giocatore: Diana Canzi

what identifies a person? I've asked myself many times, maybe too many. My face is not mine, my name is just a number and my past belongs to a dead man. None of this things are really mine. Who am I really? Do I have to accept that I will follow the path traced by my predecessor or may I aspire to make one of my own and leave a legacy, one that's only mine. That's enough, I have to push these thoughts away, people like me are not allowed to think certain thoughts. After all, we exist only to serve.'

Giocatore: Riccardo Gelosa

Slug do this, Slug do that, Slug please go manage traffic. I can't take it anymore. I'm an agent too damn it, not one of those police 3000 androids! Go fuck yourselves. At least the pay is good, and I'm safe from those gang lunatics. It's not like they don't call me when there are important missions, but even then I'm always in the back. They started calling me Slug just because they give me the stinkiest jobs, among the scum of the sprawl; like a slug that gets dirty from the ground it walks on. But I know what I'm worth, and it's much more than that!

Giocatore: Jupp

Yukimura reporting sir. Field sergeant in the Ganova Psyconditioned Troops, sir. At the ready sir. Status on my health, sir? Excellent sir, I keep getting the feeling that something is out of place, like something on the tip of my tongue but it eludes me. But everything is within parameters, sir. I might be imagining everything.

Giocatore: Tal Kleiman

Mr. AL-Jilan, thank you for receiving me. No I'm fine, thanks, kind as always. No, the missions are fine, the Net is more complicated than a few years ago, but with Ganova's means I'm not having a hard time getting used to the keyboard again. Yes, the scars are completely healed by now, but it wouldn't have been possible without your medical staff. I really owe you my life. Certain. This target here? All right, just give me time to connect and it won't be a problem for us anymore. Thanks again sir.

Giocatore: Prime