CyberMedic

In the year 2078, you are a cybermedic trying to pay off a debt to student-loan sharks. With impressive work for competitive prices, you have a large clientele hoping to be blessed by your techno-knowhow. Prosthetics, synthetic organs, brain chips that transfer thoughts to an encrypted database, camera contacts for personal-use pornography, fingerprint implants that can immediately analyze DNA with just a touch. Modding anybody for the right price: this is your reality. But reality’s a bitch, and you can only help so many people. 

Perhaps you’re a little too good for your own good.