Another 3.5(ish) cycles have drifted by like they were barely a segment! Emberfest is just around the corner and stations everywhere are putting up their holo-embers, revelers are planning their revelry, and a new caper is on its way to be chronicled! Cast your CORETECHS below and get a peak at Emberfests past, present, and future!
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“Hollow Seen around the corner!”
The cry filters down the hallway from just ahead and is immediately followed by the sounds of a number of people, young and old, screaming and running. Dim lighting casts strange and jagged shadows as the echo of…something…follows them, reverberating round the bend in the dark corridor ahead.
The chaotic cacophony predicts the visual of a panicked throng rounding the corner and sprinting, pell-mell in your direction! It is only as they get closer that you can make out squealing delight mixed in with the exhilarated screams of playful fear.
“Hollow Seen!” Somebody yells again to the accompaniment of peals of laughter as they run past you.
Greetings galactic citizens. May whatever phase of the day your current orbit finds you be extraordinarily pleasant! We’re very excited to bring you the very latest in Omni-reality advances: The C.H.R.O.N.I.C.L.E!
Cast your collective CORETECHS below to learn more about this ground-breaking new tech that is aimed at re-capturing humanity’s soul as we slowly but surely emerge from the ashes of Catastrophe.
“The engineers of the future will be poets.” –Terence McKenna
We love a story…this is the type of statement we could enter were we vying for understatement of the galaxy. Our ongoing mission, that we wholeheartedly chose to accept, was to fill the universe of Tau Station with endless narratives and engaging adventures! To that end, we bring you another segment of Mission Dispatches to tease some upcoming, incoming, tales!
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Our Aesthetics Regulation Taskforce has been especially industrious this cycle. An upcoming update is positively brimming with new arms and armors with which a citizen can accessorize their arsenal. It’s a dangerous galaxy out there and we want to make sure that if you do battle, you do it in style!
Salutations salubrious listeners! Your main brain, Frasier the Crane, comes at you across the ever so slightly less than legitimate Freebooter airwaves once again!
Now, I once recall seeing a man enter battle with shoddy armor. I recall pontificating later that there were cheeses on ancient Earth that had less holes than this gentleman’s body.
To the largest extent, we are reestablishing contact with more and more star systems as astro engineers work ceaselessly to reconnect bridges via jump gates. With each new system, a new bridge is brought back into the fold, with new connections to other systems. Slowly, hopefully, we continue to reclaim far flung communities separated in the Black during the Catastrophe.
Occasionally, however, the link is already open, but travel is hindered by some other aspect. Sometimes it is control of the route by Freebooters, for example.
In the case of Ross 248 however, it is down to corporate policy and negotiations with a quantum level of complexity when it comes to fine print!
Join us this segment as we learn a little about this, hopefully soon to be accessible system and home to Hemingway’s Hyperdashery!
“Space is big. Really big. You just won’t believe how vastly, hugely, mind-bogglingly big it is.” Excerpt from a small fragment of an ancient Terran guide to galactic life found after the Catastrophe.
After the Catastrophe, what remains of humanity exists is space stations scattered around the galaxy. Space, it is said, is what now binds human civilization. It is the dark and murky sea in which we flounder, struggling to stay afloat in. It is what gives us purpose, bonds us together against a cold, zero-atmospheric foe that would wipe us out but for a few meters of corroded metal and ancient rock.
But we need it. Space is also our challenge, it drives us, lights the fires of our inspiration on how to survive it, traverse it, and even utilize it. It would be the death of us all, and thus we fight against it, stand against it, build our hulls to steadfastly protect us from it.
Space, it turns out, is, at least for now, our home.
From the musings of Maya Von Christova – Benevolent Dynamics
The galaxy sure is a biggun. Whole place is mindbogglingly vast, they say! And, thanks to them astro-engineering folks consistently workin’ them jump gates, it’s getting a might smaller in terms of our own perceptions. One of the greatest aspects of this here phenomenon is the reclamation and re-embracation thereof of long lost or even newfangled traditions!
OmReAthletics is one such beauty to recently come back to us from the Ross 154 system! Join us for a segment to talk up this bit of Culture of the ‘Verse!
Greetings and salutations denizens of our cozy quadrant of this ineffable universe! Welcome to the show! This segment I have an exclusive broadcast (which came with a highly lucrative deal for yours truly, might I add) straight from the luxury ridden outlets of Hemingway’s Hyperdashery: purveyors of intergalactic finery for the enterprising elite!
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