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Exciting update from VIP3R: @rxxgietan has consolidated everything VIP3R to our community platform on @circleapp, and has redesigned it to include a ton of cool new features. We're mobilizing the future marketer. Here's what we've worked on. 🧵

▸▸ ᴅᴀᴛᴀꜰᴇᴇᴅ ɪɴᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ. Waste management -- safest way inside. Slipping past security and into the tunnels, the only adversaries were boot slime and occasional ferrals. Goblins with zero brain matter. Server room ahead. ▸▸ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɪɴᴘᴜᴛ ɪꜱ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ. 🗳️🧵

▸▸ ᴅᴀᴛᴀꜰᴇᴇᴅ ɪɴᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ. An assault on a self-contained private city is like a fresh shot of stim. Next hit could be your last. Mega City is home to many fortresses, and Warui Arcology is equally nefarious. Let's begin. ▸▸ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɪɴᴘᴜᴛ ɪꜱ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ. 🗳️ ⬇️

▸▸ ᴅᴀᴛᴀꜰᴇᴇᴅ ɪɴᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ. Runners. The inconspicuous jet fuel powering this dying metropolis. Mega City finds beauty from death. An unhinged allure to those flatlined on the job. And tonight is just another night to dance. ▸▸ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɪɴᴘᴜᴛ ɪꜱ ɴᴇᴇᴅᴇᴅ. 🗳️🧵

@rxggietan 👏👏👏

Looking to read something entertaining on a Friday night? For your reading pleasure -- I'm pleased to present Chapter 3.1 of @VIP3Rclub's illustrated novel! Marketing writing is fun, but fictional writing is eternally satisfying. This chapter is heavily inspired by the greatest cyberpunk writers William Gibson & Neal Stephenson. I also used #Midjourney V5 for the visuals. Chapter 3.1 is hosted on @viamirror, has been minted on the blockchain, and available to collect via NFT. I'll post a link in the subtweet shortly. In the meantime, check the story preview below. -- ▸▸ ᴅᴀᴛᴀꜰᴇᴇᴅ ɪɴᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ. Worst thing about being near other humans? The bacterial miasma that secretes defiantly from their weathered skin. As a relentlessly stubborn species, humans had evolved tremendously over several millennia. Yet nothing has outlived the putrid stench that permeates the most audacious parts of the body. That fowl, repugnant scent is even more apparent when the hideout is at full capacity, tonight being null exception. Street ninjas, augmented hackers, and slug-throwers-for-hire, collectively known as runners, swarm all corners of the underground headquarters of VIP3R. Most had been recruited at bars, gun shops, cyberware clinics, public terminals, anywhere the degenerates from Mega City linger. Despite being considered the gutter in one of the largest cities in the New Americas, the unruly association of runners had one common element to agree on: VIP3R was a unified act of vengeance against the system that had made the filth stay filthy. This evening was different. The first gathering since the group had rallied together when the hideout was first formulated, and the Skull by the name of Razer, had been freed from his imprisonment. Yet most had never seen a Skull before. If you were a believer in the mythology, Skulls are an ancient race of human-designed exoskeletons from the Neo-Technological Age. Once programmed as Arbitrators, millions of mechanized troops were allocated for use in total global warfare, unknowingly pulling humanity toward future extinction. Paranoid of a bloody robotic apocalypse led to the development and release of a virus by their robot antithesis, the non-combative and highly intelligent Bots. The virus wiped out nearly all Arbitrators from the planet. However, the instability of the virus had led to mixed results, granting a small segment of Arbitrators with sentience and other cybernetic mutations. Self-aware Arbitrators granted themselves a new name: the Skulls. Over the next century, the decreasing population of Skulls approached near eradication. As a result, the handful of resulting Skulls disappeared from society, leaving behind a dying collection of incredulous mementos. As the myth states, Skulls now only appear at tumultuous times in history, increasingly more powerful than their original functions, and resurfacing against those who undeservingly wield the power they so vehemently murdered for. Razer, leader of VIP3R, had made it known that the preparations would begin this evening. Emerging from a wall decorated with unsavory posters and puke, Razer’s tall and menacing presence phases into view, as if walking through walls wasn't already a mind cluster. He beams his glowing eyes at the group. The runners, captivated by their own displeasures, simmer into a low rumble. “Vengeance has arrived.” --- View the entire story in the link below 👇

Exciting update from VIP3R: @rxxgietan has consolidated everything VIP3R to our community platform on @circleapp, and has redesigned it to include a ton of cool new features. We're mobilizing the future marketer. Here's what we've worked on. 🧵

That's the update for now. Keep following us for more updates, browse/join the community, and lets start building your productivity with #AI and #web3! 👉 vip3r.io

Oh, and #VIP3R99 has a 1 ETH floor 😂 The 99 is an exclusive club!

@rxggietan @viamirror @gregyounger 🚀🚀🚀

Published my first story NFT on @viamirror! I really do feel that allowing your readers to collect your written work is an underrated use case. Check out Chapter 1 of @VIP3Rclub in the tweet below. Significant thanks to @gregyounger for guiding me here 🙏 an absolute real one.

Two left, thanks for the support @gregyounger!

@viamirror Read Chapter 1: DISCOV3RY here: mirror.xyz/vip3r.eth/xhKx…

Chapter 1 of VIP3R's graphic novel has been published on @viamirror! In December, the 1st chapter allowed our followers to choose the direction of the story via Twitter Polls. You can also collect it for just over a buck (0.001 ETH), 3 of 5 left. Free to read -- link below 👇