Rima Sky
Also known as: "The Sprawl's Premier VIP Host" · "The Man With The Drink"
Overview
Rima Sky is the Sprawl's most elite VIP host — the man who caters to warlords, corporate executives, drug lords, and politicians. Every powerful person in the Sprawl has his number. Every exclusive event worth attending has his fingerprints on it. He positions himself as an intelligence broker, though he'd never use those words. He just... knows things. And he always has a drink in hand.
The drink is actually a protein-creatine-synthetic infusion. Not alcohol. Rima Sky has been sober for decades — ever since a neo-chamomile tea gummy incident that he does not enjoy discussing. The drink is performance fuel disguised as a cocktail, because the illusion of casual indulgence is part of the act. Everything about Rima Sky is part of the act.
His business model is deceptively simple: "I work for you." Access, atmosphere, every vice on demand. Seventeen bottles of laser juice in twenty minutes? Done. The back room at the venue nobody knows about? He built it. The after-party behind the after-party? He's already there.
Appearance
A little under mid-height, extremely fit and muscular, with long blonde hair to his chin which he constantly pushes back. Impossibly youthful — a fact that only deepens the mystery of his real age.
His wardrobe is a statement of intent: thin white tank tops stretched over engineered muscle, big shiny designer jackets that catch every light source in the room, sparkly designer pants and shoes that turn him into a walking light show when strobes hit. He dresses like someone who wants to be the center of every room he enters — because he is.
And always, always, the drink. Held casually, sipped theatrically, never finished. The muscle fuel that looks like a cocktail. The performance that never breaks character.
The Sobriety Story
Nobody believes it when they hear it. The Sprawl's greatest party host — sober. For decades.
It started with neo-chamomile tea gummies. A health product. Completely harmless in the recommended dose. Rima misread the directions by a factor of ten. What followed was a night that redefined his understanding of mortality: convinced he was dying, he called 911. Dr. Tzu Yu treated him at the hospital — the beginning of their longest professional relationship.
After that night, Rima swore off all substances. Every single one. He's kept that promise ever since, surrounded every working day by every vice the Sprawl has to offer. The drink in his hand is his armor: protein, creatine, synthetic supplements, blended into something that looks like a cocktail and tastes like discipline.
"You want to know the secret to surviving this industry? Never touch what you're selling.
Everyone else gets sloppy. I stay sharp."
The Social Mastermind
Rima Sky always knows the best of everything. The best restaurant that opened last week. The best tailor who doesn't ask questions. The best view in the Sprawl at 3 AM. He doesn't just know these things — he weaponizes the knowing.
His real talent is making people feel so comfortable they spill secrets without realizing it. A question about their favorite drink becomes a conversation about their supplier. A compliment about their jacket becomes a discussion about where they've been traveling. By the time the night is over, Rima has assembled a dossier — and his guest thinks they just had the best night of their life.
There's a running joke among the Sprawl's elite: never tell Rima Sky about "the hottest party." Because there's always a back room. Always an after-party. Always an after-after-party. And Rima is always three levels deeper than wherever you think the real action is.
Heaven Towers
Rima's penthouse in Heaven Towers is exactly what you'd expect and nothing like what you'd expect.
The features are extravagant: a professional DJ booth, a mini-club that fits fifty people, an outdoor spa and ice baths, panoramic views of the Sprawl's glittering skyline. It's designed for hosting. Every surface, every sight line, every acoustically tuned corner exists to create atmosphere.
What surprises people is how little furniture there is. The penthouse feels almost empty when it's not hosting an event. Because Rima is almost never there. The penthouse isn't a home — it's a stage. And Rima Sky only appears on stage when there's an audience.
Personality
Calculated Warmth
Makes everyone feel like the most important person in the room. Whether this is genuine or performance is part of the mystery.
Relentless Professionalism
"I work for you." Four words that define his entire business model. Every vice, every access, every connection — on demand.
Information Sponge
Absorbs everything. Names, preferences, secrets, fears. Files it all away behind that easy smile and casual sip.
Quiet Discipline
Decades sober in a world of excess. Ice baths at dawn. The protein drink instead of the cocktail. The performance never slips.
Voice & Sensory World
Where Rima Sky goes, the world shifts into a higher frequency. Laser lights slicing through fog machine haze. Bass-heavy music that you feel in your chest before your ears register it. The smell of expensive cologne layered over cheap drinks — because Rima knows that the contrast is what makes luxury feel real.
Designer clothing sparkles under strobes. Ice clinks in glasses nobody's actually drinking from. Conversations happen in three layers: the words people say, the body language they think they're hiding, and the information Rima is quietly extracting from both.
The visual signature is unmistakable: laser purple cutting through nightclub black, neon gold reflecting off surfaces that shouldn't be reflective, and at the center of it all, a muscular figure with blonde hair pushed back, holding a drink that catches the light like it was designed to.
Connections
El Money
Mutual utility elevated to something almost resembling friendship. When El Money needs rewards delivered or bribes arranged, Rima gets the call. When Rima needs information that doesn't come through social channels, El Money's network provides. Neither would call it trust. Both would answer the phone at 3 AM.
Dr. Tzu Yu
The longest professional relationship in Rima's life — dating back to the neo-chamomile tea gummy incident. Dr. Tzu Yu maintains whatever Rima is. The youth, the physique, the impossible vitality. Rima was the poster child for Tzu Yu's aesthetic cybernetics campaign. Only Tzu Yu knows the full truth of what keeps Rima Sky young.
The Elite
Warlords, corporate executives, drug lords, politicians. Almost everyone powerful in the Sprawl has Rima's number. He serves them all with equal professionalism, equal discretion, and equal access to whatever they desire. He works for clients, never corporations — a distinction that keeps him independent and alive.
Themes
Surveillance Through Sociability
Rima Sky is a surveillance system disguised as a party host. He collects data — names, relationships, vulnerabilities, desires — through the most human interface possible: conversation. In an age of digital monitoring, Rima proves that the most effective surveillance technology is still a warm smile and an open bar.
No algorithm needed. No neural interface required. Just a man who listens better than any machine.
Social Engineering as Architecture
Every party Rima throws is an engineered environment. The music, the lighting, the guest list, the seating arrangements — all designed to produce specific social outcomes. He doesn't manipulate people directly. He builds systems where people manipulate themselves.
This mirrors how AI recommendation engines work: not forcing choices, but shaping the environment until the desired choice feels natural.
Authenticity vs. Performance
Is Rima Sky a real person, or is he an interface? The warmth feels genuine. The smile feels real. The interest in your life feels authentic. But every gesture is calculated, every question has a purpose, and the drink in his hand is a prop.
In a world where AI chatbots simulate empathy, Rima asks the same question from the human side: can performance become so perfect that the distinction between real and simulated stops mattering?
Mysteries
Questions the Sprawl keeps asking about Rima Sky:
- The Immortality Question: How does he stay so young? He's claimed to be 25 for at least 25 years. Theories range from magical transcendence tech to extreme cybernetics courtesy of Dr. Tzu Yu, to his ridiculous vitamin regimen, to the ice baths. Only Dr. Tzu Yu knows the truth — and he's not talking.
- What's Really in the Drink? Everyone knows it's not alcohol. The official story is protein-creatine-synthetic infusion. But some whisper that it's something more — a substance that doesn't have a name yet, something Tzu Yu formulated specifically for Rima. Something that explains the youth, the energy, the impossible vitality.
- Does He Ever Actually Sleep? Rima appears at events from dusk until dawn, then shows up at morning meetings looking fresh. The penthouse has no bedroom furniture anyone's ever seen. The ice baths happen at hours when normal people are unconscious. Either he sleeps somewhere nobody knows about, or he doesn't sleep at all.