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ELECTRIC SHEEP
The year is 2214. Democracy has fallen. Poverty and dictatorship rule the traverse.
Humanity is alone.
No rich and bountiful alien races were ever discovered; only a myriad of planets in need of terraforming to facilitate survival. Humanity has, by large, become a slave race, ruled over by the wealthy elite who play games of politics and decadent luxury. These lower classes are little better off than the androids.
Not recognised as people, androids have no option of miraculous social ascension or buying their freedom from slavery. They are machines to do the bidding of their masters. Fast, strong, efficient, they are programmed so that they may never physically harm a human. Or at least, they are when they emerge from the factories of Mars.
Events shall begin as the head of the ruling house, au Augustus, has fallen sick and his biological and political heirs - along with challengers to his legacy - vie for the throne. Shall machine or human make use of the knife edge humanity stands upon and topple it to chaos for a chance of freedom? Or shall the exploitation of the masses continue on deep into the era?
And what is to be said of rumours of something other ruminating in the darkness of deep space, where a multitude of ships have gone missing as of late, be it due to some kind of lifeform, or something far, far worse.
Humanity is alone.
No rich and bountiful alien races were ever discovered; only a myriad of planets in need of terraforming to facilitate survival. Humanity has, by large, become a slave race, ruled over by the wealthy elite who play games of politics and decadent luxury. These lower classes are little better off than the androids.
Not recognised as people, androids have no option of miraculous social ascension or buying their freedom from slavery. They are machines to do the bidding of their masters. Fast, strong, efficient, they are programmed so that they may never physically harm a human. Or at least, they are when they emerge from the factories of Mars.
Events shall begin as the head of the ruling house, au Augustus, has fallen sick and his biological and political heirs - along with challengers to his legacy - vie for the throne. Shall machine or human make use of the knife edge humanity stands upon and topple it to chaos for a chance of freedom? Or shall the exploitation of the masses continue on deep into the era?
And what is to be said of rumours of something other ruminating in the darkness of deep space, where a multitude of ships have gone missing as of late, be it due to some kind of lifeform, or something far, far worse.
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