The second official roleplaying scene on our OtherSpace Slack site. It takes place on Demaria: Emergency sirens wail on the outskirts of Alhira, a city of rough sandstone, steel, and glass that’s currently awash with torrential downpours and the raucous rumble of thunder between forks of lightning. Rescue hovertrucks whir and weave away from the city…
The first official roleplaying scene on our OtherSpace Slack site. It takes place on Ungstir between private investigator Vechkov Prague and a mechanic named Fedya: Vechkov Prague sits on a stool at the counter in the dimly lit Rockhopper Tavern, watching the latest holovid news from beneath the brim of his battered gray fedora. Fedya…
Grange strides into the lounge, casually tossing a glossy black cube – not much bigger than a gambling die – in his right hand. Kinako nods attentively. She is sitting at a booth along the side wall. General Jensen is across the table from her. They are speaking in relatively hushed tones, and the conversation…
Rodger is at his customary spot, doing what he’s nominally paid for – making sure that no one gets into the research area without the proper identification. He keeps a general look of mild annoyance on his face, arms crossed as he gazes about the rotunda – constantly assessing who is present. PING. A memo…
