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In the Merciful Sands Hospital, after the flash flood, hotel porter Bluefang Rockstepper awakens in a medical bed. One leg’s in a cast. His ribs are bandaged. Medics sutured a wound on his head. Shaved the brown fur away in a T-shaped patch. It’s dark in the hospital room, shadows only faintly illuminated by the…
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AUKAMI A race of Human-like Kamiroids that can live to be centuries old. They average around eight feet tall with olive skin, silver hair and eyes that glow different colors depending on their mood. They originate from Aukam and were the heirs to the Kamir civilization but let it go to waste. B’HIRI A race of…
It was dark in the can. Belly of a whale dark. Sam knew he was sitting next to her, but only because she could hear him breathing. The heavy sighs of an old man on a long trip. Every now and then the hull of the transport would shudder and he’d brush against her. She…
The best way to think of the current iteration of OtherSpace and our activities on Slack is as an epic serial television show that hops from one part of the Orion Arm to another at any given time. You’re playing central characters in a creative ensemble. At the end of the day, the give-and-take of…