In Yukaris opinion, she would first become a cyborg when she had the money and when tech was good enough to match the a normal human body with little indication of cybernetics or even if they were better than the human body.
She headed down the road past a corner where during the day a preacher would be complaining about end of days, the loss of morality or show general hate towards cyborgs. Upon arriving at the apartment building where she lived, she check the mailbox. There were a couple letters including an odd envelope that was sky-blue in color.
Yukari then headed up to her two room apartment, kicked off her shoes and changed from her work clothes to a tank top and trackpants. Her green eyes eyed the blue envelope. She decided to open it. In it was a card that lit up and revealed a screen with a message: "Miss Yoshimoto. Would you like a good paying job? Are you interested in research? Do you have a degree in medicine or technology or are working towards one? Then we have the perfect job for you! Just come over to the State Medical Technologies laboratory building!" A voice whirred the message. Then an address lit up.
This interested Yukari somehow and she decided she would investigate it tomorrow. But first it was time for some TV before going to bed. As she turned on the TV, a commercial for leasure-applied cybernetics was on: "The new HI-300, smoother, better, more human." "A piece of crap." Yukari added. Then the current show came back on. There was a female presenter who was doing a show on the latest cybernetics hype. Clearly the presenter was a cyborg possessing the HI-300 model body.
"Today is the 30th of April 2029. Lately the nation has gone wild with cybernetics with at least 20% of the population have a cybernetic limb or a cybernetic modification and as many as 10% having a full cybernetic body. Yesterday I got my new HI-300 body and I am pretty much satisfied with it compared to my old model." The presenter said. Yukari switched the TV off. It seemed pretty overrated, especially since she had worked with more fluenty joints during her college days. But it seemed too expensive for the average consumer to get something decent and the market only sold outdated tech.
Yukari decided to head to bed. The next day, she got herself ready for heading over to the state lab to eventually get a new job. After showering, she took out her only nice dress, a white ankle length dress with a collar and put it on. She then made two braids from the side that came together in the back while the rest was open. After grabbing some breakfast, she headed over to the lab where she was greeted and taken to a waiting room. After five minutes, she was greeted by a man who towered her. Yukari herself was underaverage in height, had an average chest and generally held a healthy form.
"Ah yes. Miss Yoshimoto. We read your work from college and about your early doctorate. We were surprised that you werent working for a big company." The man said. Yukari then answered: "The big companies are only out for profit and only sell crap. I would rather worth with the public sector than the private sector." "Aha. Well your work in neurointerfacing helped us a lot and we were hoping to have you as a colleague. Just please state your full name, age, degree and experience." The man said. Yukari then answered: "Yukari Yoshimoto, 25, doctorate in medical technologies, specialization in cybernetics, no extracurricular experience."
"Well since we invited you and you came. We would like to welcome you to your new job. You will be working on your own projects and be testing your own work, if you are okay with a surgical procedure." The man said. Yukari answered: "If I know that the products are mine, then I will be fine with cybernetic modification, as long as you keep the low grade outdated tech away from me. A cybernetic body should be able to compete with a human body or even best it."
TBC
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