Omniverse One

Are all of those sigils original? If so, they're quite wonderful. The Najikawa one in particular is something I'd throw on a badge.

FREESTATES

FUCK YEAH

DID SOMEBODY ORDER A HELPING OF SPACE FREEDOM



More seriously, how close are you guys sticking to the WWI theming this time around?

To back up what Siege has said - somewhere on my computer I've got a doc with a big list of birth years and event dates on it that get referenced whenever I need to write. And I'm fairly sure they don't match up or are flat out wrong - but that doesn't really matter (for example, I'm fairly sure our...

I just flashed back to when I was editing bits of Dino Eater for Shroom and I had to remind him not to have Fidel literally "equip" his gun and knife. Good times. 8-) Hell yeah, I found that hilarious. Fidel would mention his camo index or his survival meter. I don't remember it exactly b...

At this point we need to change john baylor's name to David 'Big Naked Solid Boss Snake' Doe and be done with it. Because dang: Jealous clone relatives? secret allies de-eyeing you to keep their cover? This is getting more MGSy by the second. Shit son, I forgot we already had Teague with the eyepat...

How can things get worse for our heroes? A whole lot worse, it seems, for John Baylor. It's time to cash out and start laying the cards on the table, with eleven more chapters of STB2. Act Four - Part Two Seventy Baylor | November 10th, 2014 | Four Days After World’s End Three shots rang out simulta...

"So, here's the deal: we shoot the Martians and wave American flags, so they know who to seat day when they reach earth."

BOOTED

IN THE GRIM DISTANT FUTURE YEAR OF 2007 THE APOCALYPSE

HAD

AN APOCALYPSE

The concept I had probably had nothing to do with reality, but I liked the way in worked out in-story: the laser gas and stuff was all in a self-contained cartridge, effectively making the weapons bulky revolvers and pump-action shotguns. The range was terrible in atmosphere, and combat cyborgs coul...

MVQ-66 Lima maser cannon How common are directed-energy weapons and how ubiquitous are they in CSW? I know Lenin's Statue freely hands out death rays to capitalist invaders, but do the average NATO/WARSAW soldier get some nifty tripod-mounted beam weapon? Well, the US has had LIGHTSABER laser syste...

This was already a day-one for me, but seriously, listen to the soundtrack: PowerCore, Sloan's Assault, and Warzone. I can't handle this much eighties without having a seizure.

EDIT: Goddammit, I edited my reply into your post, overwriting it. Great job, me. I've gotta be adamant that SICKLE reconstitutes itself after the fragmentation. Sure, there can be some splinters of it that survive in isolation but the nature of the beast from the get-go was that parts of it could e...

You actually touch upon a point I had been thinking about - I might have mentioned it in the CSWN story - that AI's might proliferate (that may be too strong a word) going into the next era. It would've started with SICKLE fragmenting during the Soviet war, and the various reiterations of STYX, the ...

Don't Stop Me Now “Pass me the briefcase,” Jacky said, not taking her eyes off Soeur. “Are you out of your mind?” Chandra asked. “Completely. Absolutely. Now pass me the case.” Ryan sighed and reached past Chandra to grasp the foam-lined case and hand it to Jacky. Accepting it, Jacky popped out the...

Complete with nooses for them to hang themselves on.

Under Pressure Light began to filter through her eyes, and her arm passed through the haze of dust and debris. She held up her hand, illumination flickering between the fingers, an on-off-on-off pattern across her face. “Christ, make sure she’s still dead!” The light was blocked completely, and she...

Volcano The message arrived from Le Feuvre the next morning. Lise hadn’t slept much over the course of the night, or, at least, Ryan thought the bags under her eyes were a giveaway. She tended to hunch over her deck when she was in more on data-diving mode, without heed to anything but the call of ...

Yeah, I was sitting there wondering which word to use. Thanks.

Fortunate Son “Was it anything I should be worried about?” She leaned in over one side, resting her head on his shoulder and throwing and arm around him. Closing his eyes, he relaxed into the hug before reaching over and taking up the mug of coffee for a sip. “There’s the usual,” Baylor said, enjoy...

Listening Post - it's an art installation by Mark Hansen that culls text fragments in real time from thousands of unrestricted Internet chat rooms.

Basically, I love reading cyberpunk boards and finding stuff like this. I've got tons of it.

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy Reaper Junior was walking down the stairs with Clone-Girl, loosening his tie and cracking his knuckles. It was a hollow gesture, Jacky thought, as she’d be the one to put Cross down. She caught the eyes of the man at the head of the bar, and he raised his wine glass to ...

That's What Living Is To Me Ryan glanced over the rim of his martini, swirling the olive in the glass and watching the crowd mingle below. The rich, famous, and corrupt of the region dressed in all their finery. His sense of the crowd was that of the charged facetiousness – everyone was all smiles,...

Blade Runner Blues Lise went limp, dropping to the ground as dozens of bursts of dust detonated across the apartment. Glass, plastic, marble, it all exploded as bullets shredded the air above her head. Trajectories were traced and calculated, yellow lines highlighted in the chaos, COG doing the com...

Trying to Reason with Hurricane Season “I never like visiting Glodok,” Jacky said, not so much flitting between shoppers as plowing through a mass of people like an icebreaker through the polar cap. Lise followed in her wake, busy with her holo-watch while Ryan trailed behind, occasionally stopping...