Gadget footlocker for the Cosmic Era, mundane stuff that doesnt need or deserve it's own submission
The Neam Octillio is a crystal data matrix that contains and estimated 10 to the 27th power pages of data, all sourced from the Imbrian dynasty
An Imbrian data cube that houses the formula and schematics for creating a psychic beacon
A large portable data drive that contains all the vital information for creating human clones
Alternate forms of matter
The core of every clever machine is the machine cortex, the droid brain.
A cruiser is a ship capable of extended operations, not requiring regular resupply. Non-Military cruisers are heavy ships operated by megacorps, nations, and other interests, but are not armed.
Another piece of retrotech favored by wastelander nomads, terrorists, and explorers.
Mag Rails rose in prominence across Eurasia after the Resource Wars ended, and remain popular vehicles on the Silk Road and in wasteland areas.
Also known as A10s, synaptic amplifiers are both tools for cognet interface and fashion statements
Also known as PPI or Brain Pumping.
The identification/passport/credit card of the Atlantic Federation/Cosmic Era
Both a sophisticated and ultimately disposable piece of spycraft, and the name of the profession of the people who use them.
It's not enough to be GeneFixxed, everyone has to know that you have the best GeneFixxing possible. The best way to do that is to have it visible.
That's why VendiGeneticia has released it's GeneBrand technology. Customers have the choice of nine different brandings, from the subtle VG brand discretely placed at the customer's request, to the deluxe armband, to the VG enthusiast skin mosaic, popular among our artiste community.
PCs one way or another often end up disturbing tombs and barrows and robbing graves. So what might they find there?
A highly banned and controversial substance in the Cosmic Era
The weapons and methodology of close quarters combat in an era of spaceships, giant robots, and parapsychic powers.
Not all armour works as it should do, and these thirty suits of armour all have something wrong with them. (Until I can get it fixed somehow, only the main page link to this submission is working.)
Thirty books, some the kind you could pick up in your local library, others that are carefully hidden away from the general public for good reasons.
Because calling them armored suits is crass
Forsht Bligo is a dwarf who loves the taste of blood. He's become quite the connoisseur over the years. Pigs blood, sheeps blood, cow's blood, if it's red and warm, Forsht considers it a delicacy. The fresher and hotter the better. Forsht will often sneak up on cattle, prick them with his dagger, and catch the flowing blood in his orc-skull drinking cup. His life goal is to taste the blood of every living animal. Although he has not yet sampled humanoid blood, he is not averse to doing so if the right opportunity presents itself. He is not particularly unpleasant if approached and can be easily befriended. Its just that he simply can't get enough of the "Juice of Life", as he calls it. Forsht's troubles come in the form of frightened and angry villagers who have proclaimed the misunderstood dwarf a vampire. Since Forsht is amused by this, he does little to dissuade anyone. This will lead to some dicey situations for Forsht in the near future.