A small open world where every building is a chapter of my life: figure skating at the Stadium, engineering at E7, photography in Neo's Art Gallery, the Golf R in Neo's Garage, flights home at Terminal N, and a five-game arcade. Walk in. Press things.
W / S move · A / D or ◀ ▶ turn · SPACE jump · SHIFT sprint · E enter buildings / open inventory · I inventory · ~ secret terminal. Driving: W/S throttle · A/D steer · E park. On a phone, use the on-screen pad and drag to look.
Press E out in the open to teleport anywhere — cyan beams mark every destination. My résumé lives under ▤. Look up: the blimps carry my handles — press E to open them. Take the R out yourself at NEO Speedway. Snow-capped mountains mean home. There are secrets.
WOOF. Welcome to NEOBTRAN! I'm Pluto, Neo's dog. I'll be here whenever you need!
HOW TO GET AROUND
ME & NEO
Neo. First-year mechanical engineering at the University of Waterloo, raised between Vancouver, Toronto, and a family story that starts in Việt Nam.
Competitive figure skater — a decade of falling down and getting up with increasing style. Freelance photographer & videographer — portraits, events, automotive, street. Daily driver: a Mk8.5 Golf R Black Edition, which is also the reason the engineering degree exists.
This district is the portfolio: skate the stadium, browse the gallery, catch a screening, check the mod list, beat the arcade, and if you're a recruiter — the Career Centre and the Résumé tab are yours.
Click to add anything else about yourself here.
Grass, a pond, a pier that exists purely for sitting on. Pickup soccer on the mini pitch when enough people show up; skating on the pond if winter ever reaches this district.
Click to write what this park means to you — study breaks, golden-hour photo spot, thinking laps.
NEO Speedway. The pit pad hands you the keys to the Black Edition — the whole circuit is yours. W/S throttle, A/D steer, E parks it. The lap timer is live; the grass is slow and judgmental.
Click to log your best lap, dream mods, or the track-day story.
Walk right onto the ice outside — this is the file room. Tap the glowing markers: each holds a clip or photo slot at the spot it happened.
Caption: this season's opener — click to edit.
Caption: where the speed gets built.
Caption: the view from the boards.
Caption: 247 falls before this one.
Caption: results pending. always.
The reason the R makes sense to me a little more every term.
Aiming at the intersection of vehicles, motion, and design. Automotive, motorsport, or product — anywhere machines move. Click to edit this pitch.
The people and food that make first year survivable.
Some of my favourite photos on display, check out my socials below and dm or email me to collab!
A few reels now showing. Tap any thumbnail to watch it on Instagram.
The walls are grey so the fits don't have to be.
Shutter's up. Black Edition: black paint, black 19s, black badges, dark chrome — the district's shadow with 328 hp.
The bird outside is real — type fly anywhere and watch the runway. Board below.
Phở steam in the alley, motorbike headlights like tracer fire, a grandmother who doesn't accept "I'm full." It's in everything I shoot.
Mountains one side, ocean the other, 5:40 AM ice time. The datum every measurement is taken from.
Neon alleys, vending-machine glow, mountain shrines, and cars you only see in magazines. Every photographer owes Tokyo a pilgrimage.
Car culture at scale, canyon roads, light that grades itself. The automotive-photography endgame.
Hills that make every street a composition, and half the engineering world in one bay. Co-op ambitions live here.
Everything moves, nothing poses. The city that tests whether you can actually shoot.
Click a track to play the full song. Click again to stop.
Original takes on the classics — same brain-feel, district rules.