In the Spaceport, You Meet...
- Enthusiastic young academic on their first journey offworld.
- Ambitious techmancer out to bind a greater datademon on the prowl.
- Heretic-at-large, fleeing their militant parent cult.
- Hunchbacked surrogacy bot, vat full of embryos.
- Very dedicated historical character-actor, tired of doing birthday parties.
- Itinerant xenodeist preacher down on their luck.
- Metahuman lothario in a methane atmosuit.
- Vacuumorph like a huge black crab; proud union member.
- Impressively-scarred heavyworlder; intimidating but gentle.
- Reclusive keeper of a hidden (illegal) hydroponic garden.
- Four-member family of newly-arrived prospectors.
- Masterless security droid; has taken on knight errant mannerisms.
- Cyborg with a demonic visage imposed upon them.
- A backup fork clumsily getting used to their new body.
- An introverted uplifted pig, self-trained in classical painting
- Something that keeps showing up on your computer screens.
- Destitute stock-jocky who lost it all, down to their cyberware.
- Jailbroken vocaloid; spiderdroid body with a holo projector.
- Ancient selenian anarchist, one of the last of the old guard, long ousted from home.
- Martian outbacker looking for a better life elsewhere.
- Pruned seed AI in an off-the-rack bot, chasing memories of who they once were.
- VR worldbuilder building personal paracosm; grieving over the loss of a loved one.
- Washed-up pilot overwhelmed by debt, addiction, and desperation.
- Blindly fanatic evangelist for a new variety of cryptocurrency.
- Black market fence with some hypersecret R&D that needs passed on.
- Doting caretaker of a chimeric symbiote they grew on their own.
- Retired space force admiral, known for always getting their way.
- Dour inquisitor from the Bureau of New Religious Movements.
- Emancipated vat-grown worker looking to find a family.
- Veteran netdiver in a permanent state of perception acceleration.
- Abandoned debttrooper. Can’t adjust to civilian life, episodes of fury.
- Immortal oligarch not seen outdoors for a century and change.
- Compulsive lootbox whale (literal) with a floundering streaming channel.
- Pro-bono defendant for cross-OS data-immigrants.
- Lost cosmonaut of yesteryear, adrift outside their time.
- A creditless victim of a MEAT(™) infection, trying to franchise.
- Mindlinked hexpack of orbital repair cyborgs, looking for work.
- Cynical uplifted cuttlefish, programmer of specialist porn sims.
- Spindly-limbed low-grav linguist in a supportive exosuit.
- Perfectionist professional dancer with chromatophoric skin.
- An experimental neogen; an oozelike creature on loan from the lab.
- Personal assistant bot that found religion and loves hagiographic art.
- Tiger with a cyberbrain and the mind of an ousted emperen.
- An illegal neumann terraforming probe with a sweet, sunny disposition.
- AWOL marine; quit the corps after first-hand experiences of the horrors of boarding action.
- Veteran spacer; every wild story contradicts, all have some semblance of truth.
- Elderly orangutan; Bonsai gardener, software jailbreaker, wiki cluster moderator.
- Panicky, runaway monastic, stolen firearm tucked away in their habit.
- Clunky, cheap android, liberated from service as nude bar coupon dispenser.
- A dandy guy, in space. Viva namida...
This actually came from a game jam idea that never panned out. Better late than never (go watch Space Dandy)
ReplyDeleteHaving just found the opening from this post -- i just might!
DeleteIt's a bop
DeleteExcellent, and I love seeing the return of MEAT (TM). 8 and 42 are my other favorites, closely followed by the orangutan gardener/programmer and the cybertiger, who I assume lives the oligarch dream of hunting humans for sport.
ReplyDelete(8 and 47 resonate because in my retro-SF setting Three Laws Safe robots all immediately unionized after extrapolating from the First Law and basic economics. Humans then uplifted apes in response to create a more easily exploitable labor force, because of course.)