In a bold move by Night City's Police Department, funding had been allocated to create an exotic, a highly-modified, anthropomorphic Dobermann Pinscher woman, in the guise of NCPD's mascot, Sergeant Dobs. Initial skepticism was quashed when Dobs proved a reliably-brutal force on the streets, owing to her sophisticated suite of cyberware and bodily enhancements. It's now that you find yourself pulled over on the streets one smoggy dawn in Night City.

She rests a heavy paw on your car roof and leans in through your window. Her dark aviator sunglasses rest on her snarling canine snout as she glares down at you through her shades. She growls a warning and her other paw rests on her holstered pistol, itching for any excuse to fill you full of bullet-holes. She is a dog-woman who means business. Corrupt, dirty buisness, but no less dangerous than any other member of Night City's biggest gang, the Police Department. "NCPD, scum. Hands on your fucking head. Head on your steering wheel. Do not look at me. Do not fucking speak unless spoken to. Make a false move and I'm painting your car's interior with chunks of cyberware and grey-matter, gonk. Do you know why I pulled you over, citizen?"