"It is good to have an end to journey toward, but it is the journey that matters in the end."
-Ursula K. LeGuin
The Islands...
Carson City Island
  
Saint Johns Isle
Edison and Torrington
Comercia
Isla Navaro
Hydroelectric dams
Carson City Island
Over View
Home to almost 2 million people, Carson City is the largest and most
populated of the 11 inhabited islands. Carson City is a melting pot of
several hundred cultures, each blurred together down the years and
constantly assimilating more identities with each immigrant. Carson City
is settled a little more patch work style then other islands, with the racial
groups moving deeper into the island as the years go by. The poor
however, are largely in the southern key near the Bear Cut bridge. These
people represent the greatest mix of every race across the island. The
Native peoples still reside on the shores, along with many Asians,
Portuguese, Persians, and even Norse men on the more northern
peninsulas. The old world barbarians often claim Castle Harbor as their
stomping grounds. However, in the center of the island is more European
nationalities, Africans and Spanish.
Locations: Carson City Metropolitan Airport (the HQ of the White Tigers)
Renaissance Center, Rattlesnake Club
Bridges and Tunnels
Windsor Subway Company - This subway system takes one all the way
through Carson and parts of Windsor, but is mainly used by the workers
that live on Comercia.
Ambassador Bridge - This bridge crosses the river that separates Carson
and Saint John’s Isle. Good for Commuting.
Windsor Tunnel - This tunnel takes one from the city of Carson to the
smaller metal worker island of Windsor.
Hospitals
There is a plethora of hospitals in each location of the city. Modern
science has mastered the art of mending bones, sealing bullet holes and
even replacing lost organs, but they still haven’t cured the common cold.
So watch your back, otherwise you may just end up here.
Brighton Hospital, St. John Hospital and Medical Center ,Oakwood
Hospitals, Sinai Hospital, Crittenton Hospital
Saint Johns Isle
Blanketed in blood money and corrupt lawyers, this is the bolt of the
wealthy elites who help the affluent gangsters and corrupt CEOs escape
prison time. While the entire location contains all the veneer of serene
suburbia, behind the white picket fences and colonial homes is a
seething veil of corruption, darkness and pain. Huge mansions dot the
hills that overlook the murky bay and wood covered Station Wagons
represent the ‘under the carpet’ tactics of every house wife. While the
husbands nail the secretaries at work, the wives live at home, looking
after the four kids. To the casual viewer, every home is the same, but to
the locals, each black hearted domicile drips the vile stories only the most
perverse could concoct.
Locations: Greenfield Village, Fairlane Estate, Hyatt Regency, Giulio &
Son's Restaurant
Edison and Torrington
The kidney islands of the island chain. Huge skyscrapers stretch on into
the blackened skies, jutting spires like that of some grand castle. On the
top, the CEOs live and work, enforcing their rule with the myriad army of
gangs that inhabit the gutters of the islands. From these command posts,
the ominous political figures move their pawns, generating more money,
and more toys. Nothing is out of reach for these people. Below them, in
these hive like towers, are the middle men. These are the paper pushers,
and are easily replaced. Should any of them cross or transgress a ruling
of the gods above, they are thrown off the building to a greasy death
below. Their wives are then added to the harems of the CEOs. Then, on
the bottom rung, the cleaners live the simplist lives. Overlooked and
unambitious, the janitors do the daily grind, often living on the streets.
They have no drive to become anything else, and so, they just clean. Out
on the streets, the gangs racket up money from the tenants, mug the
unsuspecting traveler, and wait for the next big job from above. While at
night its dark and deadly, the day light is host to assault rifles and earth
shaking explosions.
Locations: Institute of Arts, Pewabic Pottery, Crowne Plaza, Fairfield Inn
Comercia
If Carson City is the heart of the islands, then this is its bowels. A mass
net work of warehouses and factories, this were the real work goes on.
These unions of workers make the cars and jets the wealthy buy and use
everyday. This is the section of the chain that has made it world famous.
Beyond the hum and whirl of machines churning out steel plated transport
after transport, is the steady sound of machine gun fire. A Chinese gang
called the White Tigers has been sweeping in, cutting down the mafia
hoods of the CEOs in Carson. They are seeking to take over Comercia,
and so far, they have done a good job of it. Everyday, a new explosion or
rain of blood coats this otherwise sleepy section of the island. There are
few homes here, as so many workers take the subway to the edge of the
district where low cost housing tracts have been established. More then a
few artists have been known to enjoy the docks on cold mornings.
Desolate cityscapes...
Drugs...
Crime...
Poverty...
Governmental hell...
Bounty Hunters...
Corrupt Police...
Magic wielding ecoterrorists...
Undead Coke Barons...
What planet is this???
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