Tag: Metamorphosis Alpha
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The Reclaimers pushed the Cougaroids back through the drifting sand dunes of the lobby, the tide of battle finally turning in their favor. One female remained, cornered and snarling, her golden eyes blazing with defiance. Instead of letting her flee, the party closed in cautiously, hoping to take her alive…
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The Reclaimers turned south once more, the Black Monolith pulling at them like an old injury that refused to heal. Turkeyoid Prince Skravo waited somewhere in its shadow, and with him the promise of the Fabricator Core. Gobble King Gorgo’s bargain still bound them tighter than any chain. They made…
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+ 1st Edition, Fantasy, Fiction, Metamorphosis Alpha, Science-Fiction, Session Report, TTRPG, writing+
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The Reclaimers spent the night at Me Depot, and the bunker proved far larger than its squat, brutal silhouette suggested. Beneath the main level lay a warren of sub-decks stacked with crates and barrels, some leaking fine powders the color of old bone, others filled with raw ore that glinted…
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The southern ridges of the mountain range cut the horizon like the serrated edge of a broken hull plate. Yesterday they had been nothing but wind-blasted stone and the low, metallic sigh of the Warden’s failing atmosphere recyclers. Today a perfectly rectangular entrance yawned in the cliff face, edges mirror-sharp,…
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A great article on Metamorphosis Alpha from Malls & Mutants.
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The quarry’s silence was a fragile thing, shattered only by the drip of condensation from fractured conduits and the ragged breaths of the freed slaves. The Reclaimers stood amid the cooling husks of Turkeyoids, Willy’s body wrapped in salvaged tarpaulin—a mute testament to futures glimpsed but not escaped. D’Can’Tr’s mind…
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The Splitstone Quarry sprawled like a wound in the deck plating of the Warden, a vast stepped excavation carved into the industrial underbelly behind the Great Silver Mirror. Once, automated borers and laser cutters had bitten into asteroid-sourced rock to feed the fabrication plants farther aft; now gravity had failed…
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