The intent of the Human Diaspora was to forge a Star Empire for Earth to rule. In practice, the outer reaches of the galaxy are a shattered fringe of isolationist colonies, each chartered in order to build a singular utopia from the ground up. Each is forged in the ideological image of its founders' dreams, paying lip service --- if that --- to the regulations of the Interstellar Commonweal.
Two centuries into terraforming the New Republic of Libertaria, the planet is nice enough — well, liveable enough — as long as you live within a few dozen klicks of one of the sky-high toadstool-shaped atmospheric processors. And lucky you, you do, in the urban sprawl around the base of the New Shenzen processor. The daily rains are a side effect of terraforming — should calm down in another few hundred years. The main thing is, your ancestors escaped from the Commonweal's long nightmare of peace and prosperity to found a society based on the real principles of real men— the capital-F Freedom to sell yourself into indentured servitude, own a different military assault weapon for every day of the year, and die from a minor infection because actually seeing a doctor is a deluxe premium optional extra for your medical insurance.
Breathing the air is still free at point of use, but trust me, they're working on it.
An homage to and loose retroclone of Nightfall Games' SLA Industries RPG, Rainworld is a cyberpunk RPG where you play as all-purpose grunts for a government outsourcing contractor. Be a small cog in a big machine — also, the machine is broken, you're hip-deep in sewage, and you're getting the blame if this isn't fixed by lunchtime. And something horrible just grabbed your ankle.
Rainworld is currently under active development — there's currently no art, the text needs editing and polishing, and there's probably a billion typos. This is, nonetheless, a solidly representative chunk of the finished game.
Two centuries into terraforming the New Republic of Libertaria, the planet is nice enough — well, liveable enough — as long as you live within a few dozen klicks of one of the sky-high toadstool-shaped atmospheric processors. And lucky you, you do, in the urban sprawl around the base of the New Shenzen processor. The daily rains are a side effect of terraforming — should calm down in another few hundred years. The main thing is, your ancestors escaped from the Commonweal's long nightmare of peace and prosperity to found a society based on the real principles of real men— the capital-F Freedom to sell yourself into indentured servitude, own a different military assault weapon for every day of the year, and die from a minor infection because actually seeing a doctor is a deluxe premium optional extra for your medical insurance.
Breathing the air is still free at point of use, but trust me, they're working on it.
An homage to and loose retroclone of Nightfall Games' SLA Industries RPG, Rainworld is a cyberpunk RPG where you play as all-purpose grunts for a government outsourcing contractor. Be a small cog in a big machine — also, the machine is broken, you're hip-deep in sewage, and you're getting the blame if this isn't fixed by lunchtime. And something horrible just grabbed your ankle.
Rainworld is currently under active development — there's currently no art, the text needs editing and polishing, and there's probably a billion typos. This is, nonetheless, a solidly representative chunk of the finished game.
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