Agua Verde
A collection of clippings, taped and glued together to thick cardstock. Found half buried beside unidentified organic material in the Sonoran ancillary Blacksite.
Blacksite: Agua Verde, Severity-2C
You’re Not a Citizen, You’re an Employee
A hand-written, mass copied flyer written by an anonymous author. The words are bookended by art of infernal styled money. The final sentence is circled in red marker after the fact.
You cannot say "I am a citizen of Agua Verde" without lying.
We are not citizens, the government does not allow us to be citizens.
"But I pay taxes, I vote. I have a good job and a home, of course I'm a citizen!"
No, you aren't.
You work for a corp.
The corp gives you corpo cash you can only spend where the corp says.
You spend that money on your place, the corp owns the building.
Your place needs water, gas, electric. The corp provides it, you pay for it with the money you made working for the corp.
Your taxes from your job? They go to the crop because they also own the block, or the ward, or part of the district.
The cops that "protect" you? Corps.
The healthcare you can't even afford? Corps.
The people running the ward? The district? Corp execs.
The corp has to approve your resume so you can run for office.
Who did you vote for? Corpo.
"Elected official" does something the corp doesn't like? Fired.
"Elected officials" campaign to corps, not you.
Your landlord is a corp.
Your "officials" are corps.
Your employer is a corp.
What does that make you? An employee.
Employee does something the corp doesn't like? Fired.
Now you're on the street, and the Reaper's coming.
What do you do? Starve? Die? Join a gang?
No.
KILL CORPO FUCKS!
We are not citizens, the government does not allow us to be citizens.
"But I pay taxes, I vote. I have a good job and a home, of course I'm a citizen!"
No, you aren't.
You work for a corp.
The corp gives you corpo cash you can only spend where the corp says.
You spend that money on your place, the corp owns the building.
Your place needs water, gas, electric. The corp provides it, you pay for it with the money you made working for the corp.
Your taxes from your job? They go to the crop because they also own the block, or the ward, or part of the district.
The cops that "protect" you? Corps.
The healthcare you can't even afford? Corps.
The people running the ward? The district? Corp execs.
The corp has to approve your resume so you can run for office.
Who did you vote for? Corpo.
"Elected official" does something the corp doesn't like? Fired.
"Elected officials" campaign to corps, not you.
Your landlord is a corp.
Your "officials" are corps.
Your employer is a corp.
What does that make you? An employee.
Employee does something the corp doesn't like? Fired.
Now you're on the street, and the Reaper's coming.
What do you do? Starve? Die? Join a gang?
No.
KILL CORPO FUCKS!
"Survival Rule #447: The worst kind of cocksucker is one who lets you know it sucks cock (blood).
Because that means it either knows you can't do shit to it, or it's already fucked you."
Written as a part of Summer Camp Prep 2026!
Brezhnev Aleksei Park & Botanical Gardens
Finding the Black Market
YOUR GOVERNMENT IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS
Arbiter Position Offer
Founding Date
Founded 1921, Accepted into FBC in 1972
Alternative Name(s)
'The Green', 'The Green Jewel', 'The Jewel', 'The Emerald City'
Population
~30,000,000
Included Locations
Every Day is Beach Day!
A section ripped off of an official Agua Verde travel brochure, glued onto thick cardstock.Whether you're sunbathing on the golden sand, fishing on one of our premier private vessels, or kicking back with a cold drink as you watch the setting sun, Agua Verde is the place to be for your next vacation.
And thanks to advancements in weather manipulation technology, you too can enjoy a relaxing day at the beach any day of the week, any day of the year! Agua Verde has over a dozen, beautiful beaches for you and your family to enjoy year round!*
Come down to the Fresh Harvest ® Cobalt Shore for reinvigorating fun in the sun! Enjoy sunbathing in realistic artificial sunlight! Join in on daily beach volleyball games and tournaments! Or go parasailing above the crystal clear waters.
And when the sun goes down, take a ride on one of our sunset tours! Explore the bioluminescent reefs, on a night snorkeling trip! Listen to live music on the sands during our famous lantern-lit beach walks! No matter the day, no matter the time, Agua Verde has something for you!
And thanks to advancements in weather manipulation technology, you too can enjoy a relaxing day at the beach any day of the week, any day of the year! Agua Verde has over a dozen, beautiful beaches for you and your family to enjoy year round!*
Come down to the Fresh Harvest ® Cobalt Shore for reinvigorating fun in the sun! Enjoy sunbathing in realistic artificial sunlight! Join in on daily beach volleyball games and tournaments! Or go parasailing above the crystal clear waters.
And when the sun goes down, take a ride on one of our sunset tours! Explore the bioluminescent reefs, on a night snorkeling trip! Listen to live music on the sands during our famous lantern-lit beach walks! No matter the day, no matter the time, Agua Verde has something for you!
Because here at Agua Verde, we're committed to making your stay an unforgettable experience. We've been in the business for over forty years, and for us, business is pleasure. Located on the northeastern shore of the Gulf of California, we've tailor made and terraformed the land to suit your needs!
Not a fan of the beach? Then take a trip into the city to experience Agua Verde's exclusive night life. The hottest clubs with only the best music are waiting for you right now! Or why not take your spouse on a romantic night out at once of our legendary rooftop restaurants serving the hottest new synthetic dishes!
And if shopping is more your speed, then get ready to shop till you drop downtown in one of Agua Verde's signature boutiques! Here you can find the latest and greatest in cyberware, cars, medicine, fashion, and so much more!
So what are you waiting for? Book your unforgettable getaway to Agua Verde today!
Not a fan of the beach? Then take a trip into the city to experience Agua Verde's exclusive night life. The hottest clubs with only the best music are waiting for you right now! Or why not take your spouse on a romantic night out at once of our legendary rooftop restaurants serving the hottest new synthetic dishes!
And if shopping is more your speed, then get ready to shop till you drop downtown in one of Agua Verde's signature boutiques! Here you can find the latest and greatest in cyberware, cars, medicine, fashion, and so much more!
So what are you waiting for? Book your unforgettable getaway to Agua Verde today!
*Beaches may be closed during peak hurricane season. Avoid bodies of water while 'Pacific Reaper' warnings are in effect. The city of Agua Verde does not offer refunds on account of hurricane activity or loss of life.
A Brief History of; Agua Verde,
A page from A Brief History Of;, by Nathaniel Pierson. Sloppily torn out of the book and annotated with blue marker.But of course, todays youth would prefer to fiddle with their latest gadgets than learn the history of their great city. The city is not only one untouched by the decay of time, but one who actively rejects the glacial pace the rest of the world abides by. Agua Verde is the glittering green jewel other Blacksites strive to imitate. Or worse yet, attempt to degrade. So if you are one of those unfortunate youths, do yourself a favor and read the following. Allow me to elaborate on or great city's storied past. (STFU old man)
Long ago, before even the Order or I walked the Waking World, Agua Verde was but a simple fishing village. Founded in 1921 just after the first World War along the beautiful Gulf of California, it was a simple place where simple people lived simple lives. Each day they would take the day's catch and bring it to shore to sell, or eat it themselves. I imagine it an unvarnished life (cuck probably never worked a day in his life), but even in this most early stage you can see the seeds of what Agua Verde would become. However simplicity does not breed success, for that Agua Verde would need real power.
The second World War (Nazis?) had done real damage to the budding Agua Verde. Most of the working men had been occupied elsewhere as a result of the war (Yeah, busy actually doin shit), and as such the growth of Agua Verde stagnated. Even when the men returned, it became abundantly clear that the momentum gained had been lost. Or so, it may have appeared that way to those exclusively within the Dreamscape.
Greater forces had been at play within the Waking World at that time (Cocksuckers!). The sudden post war boom that appeared 'out of nowhere' made perfect sense to those with the keen eye to understand the true happenings of the world. Most of the Dreamers would be blissfully unaware until the emergence of the Pacific Reaper, and the following involvement of the NCAE. (They won't say what caused it? Think!)
Yes, the NCAE (Fuck the NCAE!), the so-called "protectors" of us so unworthy within independent Blacksites such as the marvelous Agua Verde. They arrived in 1962 as the now city recovered from the devastation at the hands of the Reaper. Taking advantage of the momentary weakness, the instituted their draconian laws upon the helpless citizens as they searched for 'corruption' that existed exclusively within their minds. Those were dark times, very few records of the time have escaped the dreadful grasp of the NCAE. Perhaps with time that bridge in our chronology shall be mended.
Not hall hope was lost however. Thankfully, behind the curtain important figures (The Family) fought tooth and nail to wrest control of Agua Verde back into the hands of those who built it. It was a brilliant collaboration between Agua Verde's most staunch supporters, the early corporations (Kill corpo fucks!), and of course the Free Blacksite Collective itself. Together they regained what was lost and Agua Verde officially entered the FBC in early 1972.
We have come a long way since then. Growth and prosperity unparalleled among other civilized Blacksites. Today Agua Verde is considered the most technologically advanced Blacksite not only within the FBC, but on Earth itself. Here advancements are made every day, and while the less astute would plaster silly labels such as 'cyberpunk' onto our great city; those with hindsight see the true majesty of what we have built. You, dear reader, can now count yourself among us. (Stupid asshole)
Step 1: Getting the Fuck In
A page from If You're Reading This, You're Not Dead (yet), by Victor Ashford. Carefully torn out and folded neatly, then refolded several times.First off, you're dumb as fuck for wanting to come here anyway. I'd go back to the Silent Fucking City before coming back to the Green. The cyber ain't worth it, not really. Okay maybe if you need somethin real specific and can't find that shit anywheres else. But you gotta be fucking careful even coming here. But you're reading this, so you're prolly stupid enough to try. So listen up stalker because before you even get to Agua Verde you need to survive the Sonoran.
Blacksites are Blacksites are Blacksites, that means if they got a rat's ass of importance they're a bitch to get into. This one ain't no different. So check it, the Green is on the northeastern shore of the gulf. Course, you won't find that shit on no map. They just show one shitty little road driving through, and the fuckin thing REALLY does.
The Mexican federal highway 3 (real creative name), goes right through the Green. I dunno how they did it, probably some fuck ass magic. But if you go down that road you'll come out the other side like nothin happened. I don't like that shit it's fucking weird. That shit is why I don't like coming here, gotta jump through fuck shit just to get ass fucked by corpo cucks and cocksucker bitches.
If that shit don't care you off, then you gotta ride highway 3 up or down the coast until you get to one of the magic gate bullshits the brochure maps out. The Green puts these shits out, you can get it off they website if you need one. Don't know why they gotta make getting inside a fucking ritual and not just put up a fucking sign but whatever.
The magic fucking gates or whatever the fuck ain't marked, you just gotta go by the pictures and pray. At least they're a mile wide so once you get the general location you can't miss it. After you go through one, just follow the directions for that SPECIFIC APPROACH. Read that part again asshole. DO NOT follow the route for ANY OTHER GATE, YOUR ASS IS GRASS IF YOU DO.
The routes are all on the brochure, follow them like the goddamn gospel, but here's the shit they don't spell out right:
Blacksites are Blacksites are Blacksites, that means if they got a rat's ass of importance they're a bitch to get into. This one ain't no different. So check it, the Green is on the northeastern shore of the gulf. Course, you won't find that shit on no map. They just show one shitty little road driving through, and the fuckin thing REALLY does.
The Mexican federal highway 3 (real creative name), goes right through the Green. I dunno how they did it, probably some fuck ass magic. But if you go down that road you'll come out the other side like nothin happened. I don't like that shit it's fucking weird. That shit is why I don't like coming here, gotta jump through fuck shit just to get ass fucked by corpo cucks and cocksucker bitches.
If that shit don't care you off, then you gotta ride highway 3 up or down the coast until you get to one of the magic gate bullshits the brochure maps out. The Green puts these shits out, you can get it off they website if you need one. Don't know why they gotta make getting inside a fucking ritual and not just put up a fucking sign but whatever.
The magic fucking gates or whatever the fuck ain't marked, you just gotta go by the pictures and pray. At least they're a mile wide so once you get the general location you can't miss it. After you go through one, just follow the directions for that SPECIFIC APPROACH. Read that part again asshole. DO NOT follow the route for ANY OTHER GATE, YOUR ASS IS GRASS IF YOU DO.
The routes are all on the brochure, follow them like the goddamn gospel, but here's the shit they don't spell out right:
- The cardinal directions change every 5-10 min. Put someone on compass duty, they ain't allowed to look away because if the directions change without you noticing your ass is grass. Bring more than one compass. Magic works too I guess but if you trust your life to that shit you're already fucked
- The Sonoran changes when you're not lookin at it. Keep things in sight if you want them to stay that way. That means if something you haven't looked at in a long time stays the same SOMETHING ELSE HAS BEEN LOOKING THERE
- Cartels have smuggling routes all over the Sonoran, if you spot them stay low and don't let them see you. These fuckers shoot first and ask questions never
- Once you get to one of the marked roads that leads to the Green, DO NOT LEAVE IT. The desert can't change when you're on that road so stay put unless you absolutely need to
- Once you can see the city skyline, you've made it, keep goin and you're set. But if you have to leave the road, DO NOT look away from the skyline for more than a few minutes, IT WILL DISAPPEAR
- If you get lost, try to go back to the last time you were sure of the route. If you get lost and got no compass, find someplace nice to go out
- Bring hella food and water + a car that can go off road easy. But if you needed me to tell you that shit this ain't gonna help you
You keep that shit in mind and you should make it unless some fuck shit finds and eats you. Or you could always pay a guide if you got the scratch. These fuckers will bleed you dry though, and I heard some horror stories of people taking the money and just killing the poor fuckers who hired them.
If you really got money to burn though, do yourself a favor and get on a fuckin boat. Mad expensive though, and you can't do it year round because of the Reaper. But other than getting someone to teleport you in it's the safest bet.
Good luck stalker, your ass is gonna need it.
If you really got money to burn though, do yourself a favor and get on a fuckin boat. Mad expensive though, and you can't do it year round because of the Reaper. But other than getting someone to teleport you in it's the safest bet.
Good luck stalker, your ass is gonna need it.
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