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Welcome to the desert of the real.
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« on: October 22, 2005, 09:59:48 PM » |
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More IC playing notes (continued from Snapshots...Touristville).
THE BARRENS Size: ~436 square kilometers (272.5 square miles) ? ? Pop: ~498,000 (~1,142/km^2 Density) ? ? ? ? ?(81% Human, 6% Elf, 1% Dwarf, 10% Ork, 1% Troll, 1% Other) Income: 6,600/yr per capita (79% of population below poverty level) ? ? ?Ed: 78% < highschool, 18% Highschool/Equiv, 3% College/Equiv, 1% Avanced ? ?Corp: 0% Affiliations, No Major Facilities
By definition, to sprawl means to spread out in a straggling or disordered fashion. Never was there a more adequate word for Redmond, an urban sprawl. In it's youth, the city was a thriving center for commerce and technological inovation. All that changed with the arrival of a computer virus in 2029. The result of the chaos that ensued is evident in the crumbling at every corner, Like the festering waste that inhabits it. Redmond is now home and refuge to the downtrodden, the poor and the SINless.
While the districts population is diverse, the number of metahumans present is low. Since the Night of Rage, metahumans in redmond have tended to shy away from the breeders, banding together in self-defense.
Because of the proximity to Bellevue and the presence of government buildings, 'Touristville' the most orderly and well-developed area of the district. All tourism is confined to this one section of the district. Anyone venturing out into the rest of Redmond does so at their own risk. The lower class neighborhood of touristville seems like heaven compared to the other areas which have come to collectively be called 'The Barrens.'
The Crash Zone Ruler: King Chrome Racial Bias: None After the spaceplane crash in 2059, the area once known as Monroe has been affectionately dubbed The Crash Zone. A three kilometer radius of distruction wiped out the entire town and killed thousands. Escaped prisoners claimed the resulting wasteland as their own. Ruled by a heavily cybered human known only as King Chrome, The Crash Zone is a haven for squatters and those that pay respect to the king.
Kingsgate - Crusher 495 Manager: Janus Koskey LTG: 11206 (62-6768) Racial Bias: None. Any racial bias is frowned upon. Racists are not tolorated here. After the Night of Rage, a group of orks organized themselves and established the Crusher 495, a resturant and bar on the western edge of Touristville. The place is popular with people from Bellevue and Downtown, all looking for that real 'Barrens' experience. The owners and the staff work hard to make the Crusher 495 a place where anyone can gather, a sort of community hangout. Having weathered a few racist attacks in the past, the Crusher 495 still stands as a place where metahumanity can gather in harmony. Its such a grand example of interracial cooperation that Humanis avoids it, not looking for any more bad press.
This neutrality is a big draw for Johnsons that wish to do buisness in the Barrens area, and the manager is known to set up a few meets between local talent and Bellevue big-wigs.
The Plastic Jungles Racial Bias: Humans A wealthy agriculturist built the 20 massive greenhouse domes to prove that life could grow on the contaminated soil of the barrens. The land yielded amazing harvests of food, but most of it was too contaminated for consumption. After the crash of '29, the agriculturist lost his fortune and the project was abandoned. Because no one ventured into the area, squatters soon moved in. Metahumans moved in and began cultivating the land underneath the giant biodomes, scratching out a living as best they could. Those living there now are paranoid of outsiders, especially humans.
The Rat's Nest Racial Bias: None The North Seattle Refuse Center, AKA the Rat's Nest, is home to a thousand or more squatters known as the trash-rats. An open-air garbage dump several kilometers wide, just north of the Snoqualmie River near the edge of Salish-Shidhe territory, the Rat's Nest is a junkman's paradise. The trash-rats have constructed ramshackle huts and tents on the sides of the great mountains of garbage and pick off a living by salvaging anything they can use or sale. The place is infested with rats, devil rats and Rat Shamans.
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