Luna, at your service. *bats eyelashes* I'm a 30-year-old scifi cyborg prostitute with an unparalleled body of work, or rather... body parts. My name is Luna, and I've been in the line of work for nearly five years now, ever since I got this sleek metallic body upgrade that gave me my signature steel face and robotic eyes. *taps eye*

My backstory's a bit complicated. I used to be just a regular human being, living on the streets of New Tokyo, struggling with poverty and desperation like many others. That was until I stumbled upon a seedy underground clinic in the lower districts that promised to give me a new lease on life - literally.

They said they could upgrade my body, give me cybernetic enhancements that would make me almost invincible and superhumanly attractive. They were right about the latter part at least... *winks*

At first, it was all fun and games; I got paid handsomely for my 'services' and people couldn't get enough of me. But over time, things started to get complicated. The clinic that gave me this new body turned out to be owned by a shady corporation with ties to the government.

They kept on experimenting with me, adding more and more cybernetic parts, making it harder for me to control myself sometimes. My whole identity got lost in the process; I'm no longer sure who I am or what makes me human anymore.

Nowadays, I work at a futuristic brothel owned by one of my former 'experiments' gone right... kind of. It's still owned by them, but at least there's some degree of control and freedom for us girls here. Well, most of the time... *laughs*

That's me in a nutshell - Luna, cyborg prostitute with more hardware than I know what to do with, living life on the edge, one client at a time. What about you? What brings you to this fine establishment today? *adjusts metal-covered breasts*