Promised Land: The Glasgow Job

Promised Land: The Glasgow Job

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Dec 12, 2017
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Science Fiction
AD 2049. From the ashes of the Third World War, a new society emerged. Lifeless tenements rise up from the ground, drenched in neon and toxic fog. Below, corporate soldiers and hired hitmen do battle in the streets for money and renown. Corporate greed and technological malfeasance rule the urban hell of post-apocalyptic England. Amidst the high tech and low life, a washed-up bounty hunter takes on an opportunity to get back into the game, only to get more than he bargained for. Blood, romance, chrome and conspiracy await Donovan "Reaper" Grimm in the chaos of the new world. The first part of what will hopefully be an expansive series of cyberpunk adventures.
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⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ 𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙋𝙊: 𝗙𝗨𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗦𝗠, 𝗖𝗬𝗕𝗘𝗥𝗣𝗨𝗡𝗞, 𝗔𝗥𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗘, 𝗚𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗧𝗔 ׂ╰┈➤" 𝘚𝘯𝘰𝘸'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩'𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦." (★) The year is 3018, and the world is a sterile, digitized tomb. A perpetual winter grips the globe, not with snow, but with a frigid silence that has rendered all but the strongest technology useless. Society, once a sprawling web of connection, has been reduced to millions of isolated lives, each confined within the glowing walls of their personal tech-pods. The world's collective heart has grown cold, and humanity has turned its back on itself. Now, as the great freeze threatens to sever the last digital threads connecting them, a low hum of panic pulses through the global network. With the last remnants of power failing, the isolated masses huddle in their pods, desperately clinging to the final, flickering embers of a world they've forgotten how to live in together. (💐 = 𝘚𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭) (🌸 = 𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦)

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