No need to even mention how players styled themselves—whatever makes them happy.
To someone unfamiliar, it might seem like they've entered some sort of infinite loop space.
Originally, Johnny Silverhand should have stood out because of his looks, but among these monsters and goblins, he was actually quite inconspicuous.
And this left Johnny, who was already confused, even more unable to make sense of the situation.
"Where the hell is this now?"
The good news was, he recognized it—this seemed like Cyberspace, but the crowd was overwhelming.
And your styles are way too diverse for this; when did the high-end Cyberspace start resembling a bustling marketplace?
Just as he was in a daze, a few passing Roman soldiers suddenly surrounded him.
"Johnny Silverhand, are you using John Wick's face or Neo's face? Surely not Constantine's, it's too outdated."
