Where does your character live? A house? Townhouse? Apartment? Trailer?
Prison isnt the end all of dealing with criminals, dissidents, and the unwanted
A world at the mercy of a mad Solar Deity
Another term for a clone production and storage facility
mass produced pre-fab structures were intended to allow military forces to rapidly 'castle' through hostile territory and quickly deploy defense in depth when needed. This was a counterpoint to large sprawling military bases.
Most were built during the Second Renaissance in response to the O2 Depletion Event
Part factory, part grocery store, part fast food joint
This is to be my model sub going forward here. Please take a little extra time in your comments. I especially want to hear the negatives.
The countryside of the Stolen World is littered with very unusual urban dwellings, here are 7.(fixed typo in summary, lol , bad start)
A praesidium is the Cosmic Era equivalent of the communes and bastions of the Great Awakening in Pre-Petrol America.
The Gold Standard
The Wastelands of the Cosmic Era
The first rule of surviving in Leen: Never enter the Old City but in day and with a holy symbol and every talismand you can carry
In the Cosmic Era, there is one thing that has grown with the advent of arcanotech and hypertech, the gap between the wealthy and destitute. While nations are building space stations and starting terraforming projects on other planets, there are large sections of planet Earth that are still post apoc era.
A companion piece to my 30 Pocket Dimensions
The cramped and tightly knit Palestra -- the University district of the City -- is a law unto itself. It is dominated by the great University, and by the thousands of students, scholars and hangers-on attached to the school. The University has no dormitories, and many of the buildings and businesses in the district have upper stories crammed with any who do not commute from other areas of the City.
Here are five locations which can add some spice to your city's university district.
This slum reveals the darker face of the City. Shanteytown is exposed to the elements and unprotected by wall or guard. A seedy mixture of driftwood shacks, impromptu shelters, lean-tos and camps thrown up on old ruins, and filled with the underclass and those with nowhere else to go, Shanteytown is for many the end of the line.
Large glass domes are popular in pulp science fiction, covering alien cities, protecting the last cities of man from a ruined and scorched earth, and providing sky lights for space stations and habitats.
26/30 Sample Dead Zones to flesh out the wastelands of the Cosmic Era.
Dead Zones are the cancerous pock marked ruins of the Petroleum Era, cities and urban sprawls long abandoned, quarantined or simply lost.
It is the year 3582 on Earth and nothing is as it should be, my 1998 encyclopedia describes a beautiful, peaceful world. How do we get that world back? How do we close these gates and restore the Earth?
The party has found the source of the strange creatures roaming the countryside. The rift in this reality glows with a silver hue, rippling with the wind but never moving. They step through and are immediately assaulted with the scent of rotting meat, some have to muster all their strength not to vomit. Strange cries similar to the beasts the party had faced before can be heard in the distance. Looking around, they see they are in a forest of grey and red rather than the normal brown and green. The trees are sticky to the touch and writhe, perhaps to get away or perhaps as a warning.
The deeper the party goes, the more the forest seems to slither and move underfoot. The cries get closer and more numerous. Creatures lurk in the shadows, all the same color of their surroundings. Whatever the party came in here for, they had better do it fast.
The forest of flesh is waking up, and it is so very hungry.