[GM4F] [GM4Fu] Survival Horror in an Outer Space Prison Colony.

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The Algonquin Asteroid Cluster had long been one of the Federation’s most terrible places. The brainchild of the Federal Justice Coterie, it was designed for the most dangerous or otherwise reprehensible convicted criminals across the whole 78 planetary union. A cold chunk of iron eating into a large Metsen-class asteroid like a tumor in a heavenly body. With a population nearing a hundred-thousand, it had its place in the union cut out for it as a discreet site where those most dangerous souls could do no harm, and in equal turn, no harm could come to them. Barring, naturally, their own actions and whatever consequences might lead in from them.

None questioned the existence of the secondary sister asteroid, connected via hydraulic clamps to the primary asteroid. ‘Little Sister’ was everpresent, but so rarely did anyone, neither staff nor prisoner, see anyone ever really come out of Little Sister. Prisoners were sometimes taken in, but only a select subdivision of guards ever left, and it was always to get new prisoners when they did. It had long become a part of life that Little Sister was connected to the prison facility, none quite aware of what truly went on within.

The workshifts were difficult at first, but humans are nothing if not adaptable. Day by day, it was the same. Hard labour clearing out the Asteroid of coal and crude iron. The profit margins and utility from such materials were insignificant in the technological age of the current era, but it was never about the value. The hardline was always punishment and deliberate toil. Mining, shoveling, sorting. The only reprieve was a good shower, reading, and rest.

It’s a hellish existence, born of monotony and the misery of a structured confinement, but there can be serenity in that schedule. For however long, Algonquin has provided that serenity in its own sickening way for you.

You are there for whatever crimes the Federation saw fit to condemn you with, and now you serve as a small grinding gear in the penal machine. Until the day it all goes wrong, and escape from Algonquin becomes more than a fantasy, and instead a damned necessity of survival.

(Hello! I’d be interested in working with someone as a GM, while they play through a Resident Evil/Dead Space style escape from a sci-fi supermax prison. It’s a bit Callisto Protocol inspired in execution, and I’m happy to iron out details and make a great story together! Kinks are negotiable, but given the subject matter, we can make it as dark or light as wanted.)