The GLOW 1996: Psychic Eustace Delmont, Episode 15 - Meetings

 

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Previously, on The GLOW: 1996 Psychic Eustace Delmont

Eustace Delmont has returned, now with the ability to fly. As Genny, Varvara, and Jones begin preparations to assault one of the Patel strongholds to put an end to the cabal's plans — Roman Patel being the only primary member still in power — Eustace and Hitomi have gone back into the heart of the GLOW. He has a need for allies and has a couple of people in mind.

About The GLOW: 1996 Psychic Eustace Delmont

Eustace Delmont is a psychic on the cusp of "graduating" into a full-blow Field Psychic. He requests his right to Walk, a brief period of freedom to encourage psychics to see the other side of The GLOW. He tries to finish his long-time partner Jani Blum's final unfinished mission: to find a mini-disc and crack open the Patel crime family. He meets Hitomi Meyer, a criminal hacker. The two are now on the run between a powerful crime family and an even more powerful adversary: The Order and its plans for Eustace.

Content Warning: Occasionally very foul language, lots of smoking, quite intense violence, drinking, gambling, non-graphic sex, drugs, criminal behavior, and black magic. The GLOW is a world of spiritual torture and weird horror.

This post is in the standard Doug Alone post style. See Anatomy of a Post for more details.

Attribution for the tools and materials used—including the splash art—can be found in the Credits below along with some details.

Another Lore-ish One

There are some scenes and ideas that were effectively cut by the large-ish shift in The GLOW and as I am getting back into the groove of regular playing, I wanted to give some notes to them. Primarily the first one of this post.

The major impact of this is that this one will remain a fair bit "lore heavy" with minimal rolls. The plan is to build up after this to what will likely be mostly action oriented as we play out the final sub-arc of this campaign arc.


The GLOW: 1996 Psychic Eustace Delmont. Episode 15 — Meetings


Setting the Scene, e15s1: The Adventures of Neon Foster and the Spaceman.

Date: June 5, 1996.
Time: 10:22am.
Place: The Apartment of Detective Aurora Hernandez.

Detective Hernandez was introduced in the opening chapters of The GLOW and was at one point in time a kind of foil. In that same post, there was an incident in which one of Johnny Blue's (aka, Jani Blum's) friends — a non-binary hacker named Neon Foster — is killed by a person or entity wearing a space suit. Think 1950s style retro-SciFi. As stuff tightened up and Johnny = Werecat become the primary focus, the whole Amy Patel + Neon Foster + Spaceman + Aurora Hernandez storylines were dropped.

Before there was a Eustace Delmont in the works, there was a vague plan to have a The GLOW 1992: Neon Foster and the Spaceman. That was postponed and after some soul searching was decided to not be followed up. I'll discuss more about the decision process in this post's commentary.

The original arc of The GLOW didn't do a whole lot of precise time tracking. I could probably go through and figure out a precise time-line, but let's say one week. That's good enough for me.

DATE PLAYED: May 1, 2025.

A person in a space suit stumbling near an overgrown storage dock.

The Adventures of Neon Foster and the Spaceman

Date: June 5, 1996.
Time: 10:22am.
Place: The Apartment of Detective Aurora Hernandez.

One Week Prior

Detective Aurora Hernandez takes three breaths before entering the interrogation room. It has been a rough week and one name continues to float up from the cesspit: Johnny Blue. Demontongue. Agent for the Order. Professional asshole. Blue entered into Aurora's life after calling in the murder of one Neon Foster. A hacker whose real name is scrubbed so hard from MUNI records that Aurora suspects that Neon Foster is the real name and the hacker was hiding in plain sight due to the benefit of some techno-urban-hippie parents. Reality is most likely "Neon" seduced someone hard enough that said feckless clerk traded in professional ethics for a chance at brief and varied love affair with a singular person who made a personal trade in being many different people.

That's the first and second breath explained. The third is the person. Thing. IT. Inside. With Jerry Quell. Her assistant. Jerry has been grilling the so-called "Spaceman" who was found near the murdered Foster and who, according to Blue, assaulted a Order Agent. MUNI tech has been unable to unseal the spacesuit even with massive threats of violence. Truth told, Aurora's own obsession with Agent Blue has prolonged what should have occurred over 36-hours-ago. A formal interview with a murder suspect. It's just that a place like The GLOW always has other things a cop could be doing. Her dad, also a cop, liked to say that big cities breed crime like a shit-house breeds maggots. Only in The GLOW, those maggots sometimes speak in dead languages and hack into computer systems.

There is only so much space on the shelf to stack the books, to quote her brother the librarian.

If a cop wants to get around doing anything you just claim other books got stacked on the available shelves. That works for a while. Hell, sometimes prisoners just fade out of existence while in MUNI custody. Some problems literally go away on their own. No questions asked. No answers given.

But that's not Aurora Elora Hernandez. She prides herself on being the good cop. The one who cares. Who shows up to a perp's mom's house with a sandwich and a cup of coffee. Who helps little old men cross the street. Not the cop who lets prisoners melt into the shadows. No matter how hungry The GLOW gets.

She enters into the interrogation room and sees, in order, (1) Jerry Quell pulling a cigarette from a pack, (2) The Spaceman still in helmet, (3) Beat MUNI Ralph Hines standing behind The Spaceman, (4) that Jerry is now smoking her favorite brand. Ex-favorite.

Aurora was a long-term smoker since the age of sixteen but a relationwhip with a crunchy yoga instructor brought that to a close in exchange fro a highly modified application of downward facing dog. Had Marabelle not kept up the All MUNI Are Assholes rhetoric, they would have no doubt now have moved on to Tree Pose and life would be swell.

"Quell, you had best not be thinking of smoking in my interrogation room. Interview. Sorry," she says, to The Spaceman. Like a character from a Buck Rogers serial needs to be explained updates to departmental lingo but Aurora herself petitioned for that change and is proud of it.

Jerry sheepishly puts the smoke back and Aurora resists taking the pack from him as she sits down and announces the day, time, and location. She asks if The Spaceman would like any sort of legal representation and notes, out loud for the recording, that the prisoner — John Doe — shook their head inaudibly. 

"You were caught at the scene of the crime by a highly respected Agent of the Lamarkian Order," she manages to say without choking on the last few words, "and are being held for the suspicion of the murder of the GLOW citizen known as Neon Foster and for the willful destruction of Foster's equipment which has been used in the assistance of The Order and MUNI investigations. Would you like to explain your presence at that location and your assault against Agent Blue?" She feels a moment of shame that she desperately hopes that The Spaceman might put some of the blame on Agent Blue. Anything that might explain why Agent Blue's apartment was the site of an attack by a large crimson mantis ServiSynth and the daughter of one of the most powerful non-Lamarkian men in the whole of the city. Hell, Roman Patel likely counts as powerful by non-GLOW standards.

Silence stretches out long enough that Aurora is beginning to script a whole bad-cop/good-cop approach with her and Jerry — which would be more of by-the-absolute-book Good cop and cop-who-is-good-at-jokes Fair cop scenario — when The Spaceman reaches and begins fiddling with his/her/their/its helmet. Ralph is reaching for his gun and Aurora is desperately waving her hands while reciting for the recording, "The Suspect is engaging with their space-helmet-like costume while no force is being used by MUNI in response."

After a few seconds, Soulburn starts seeping from the edges as the seal gives away. The sigils that flare up along the neck of suit are highly stylized and by all appearances greatly advanced aether-tech. Once the pressure stabilizes, the helmet is lifted up. And Aurora manages to not gasp (like Ralph) or shout (like Jerry) at what she sees. While the head is essentially human, and effectively male, there is no flesh. Instead, the person sitting across from her seems to be shaped out of pure Soulburn into the semblance of a human.

When he speaks, the voice is far too normal to make any sense. Like a 1950s husband in a radioplay. "I did kill Neon Foster and wrecked their equipment. I was in love with them and trusted them and they betrayed me and my cause."

Aurora reaches out for Jerry's cigarettes. "Give me a lighter, Quell."

Now

Aurora blinks back a hangover and has her first cigarette of the day clenched between her lips as she walks from her bedroom into the living room in search of her lighter. After a full ten days on the job, she finally gets the day off and so spent a lot of her time last night getting drunk, high, and full to the brim with sex and nicotine. Marabelle and all her talk about chakras and good living can go to hell. Being told by a Soulburn ghost from the future that the world is coming to the end over the next forty years takes good living out of you.

Tuesday nights aren't the best night to hit up lesbian bars and seduce strangers but needs must.

The Spaceman — real name for the record being Sigma Theta DW63 — told them a story that was way too stupid and complex to be a fabrication. In 2012, a second impact strikes off the coast of India. In 2020, a third. By 2031, seventeen total asteroid strikes have laid waste to the world (including the OG one all those years ago that took out the dinos). The so-called Seventeen Steps. As various billionaires become trillionaires and race to have their own personal darkly-enlightened GLOWs to own and control. Only something is wrong. Rather than a semi-controlled Harrowing, Sigma calls it the Crucible. Humanity and all life on earth beings to change and mutate. Billions die over two decades.

Finally, a person declaring themselves to be Raphael Lamark and supposedly the bastard son of the bastard son of Dr. Hell himself comes up with a radical plan. The few humans clinging to a world being devoured by Soulburn can be transported off planet into colonies far from the earth-sized GLOW. Only, there's a catch. Supplies are critical. Time is critical. Hope is critical. Yadda yadda yadda. A mere One-hundred-and-forty-four-thousand people are selected for the twelve floating space colonies — Kreuger-Lamark Advanced eXoterran Orbiting New-colonies, KLAXONS — and each and every one must be converted into immortal beings composed of self-generating Soulburn.

No names, only call numbers. Like her brother's library books.

Thirty-thousand or so years into the future, the Soulburn-forged remnants of humanity finally realize that their own suffering with immortality is powering their own existence. Some start blinking out. Then more. Finally, KLAXON F is the only KLAXON remaining with a sustainable amount of lifeforce and a group come up with a desperate plan: sacrifice themselves to power a time jump back to thirty-years prior to the second impact.

Sigma was chosen. Upon landing, he struggled at first to maintain his own existence in a world where the Soulburn was unrefined, much like a human forced to live on primordial soup. Eventually, he got his functionality up high enough that he could start working on his mission. He met Neon Foster and fell in love. At the time, Neon was in male-persona but gender was like morality to Neon: subject to whims. The two worked together and became quite close for six months until Neon did the unthinkable. At a critical junction, when Neon was supposed to help Sigma stop a known-to-MUNI criminal Dave Akari from getting plans that would lead to the second impact, Neon joined Akari and betrayed a stack of people on the way down. Sigma was so heartbroken he very nearly willed himself to cease to exist but the ultimate paradox is that his own suffering only made his lifeforce stronger.

He eventually decided that he was not enough to stop the future but he could at least get revenge for the heartbreak and murdered Neon Foster. Since then, the dullness of his mind has been spreading. Turns out once you punch through ennui hard enough you enter into too blank a state to care about your own suffering. Had Agent Blue not shown up at that exact moment, Sigma would likely have been turned into space dust over the next couple of days. Instead, being forced to deal with people had slowed the process. But not stopped it. Sigma was dying.

Aurora pulled some strings and got Sigma up on the roof top early the next morning as morning light cut through the GLOW's never dark saturation of colors, he faded into the Soulburn flowing over the MUNI headquarters. Aurora clocked out and went and bought two cartons of smokes and decided that was a good enough hobby to occupy her time until the world comes to an end around in her lifetime.

Now if only she could find her lighter.

"Do you need a lighter?," the voice from the couch asks rather helpfully.

Aurora screams and — because she is the type of cop to go down fighting — dives to grab a weapon. Unfortunately, because she is the kind of cop to not leave her service revolver unsecured, the only weapon she comes up with is a her television remote. Trying to keep it cool as she can, she points it at the voice and sees a large, shirtless man and a woman sitting next to him. She looks like a relatively normal type for The GLOW. He also looks relatively normal for the kind of people The GLOW likes to grow. His bare chest is covered in strange marks and sigils and his face and beard looks oddly wizened. Like a street prophet that you steer away from because hedge-magic is real and he might just have the gift.

Aurora can't shake the feeling that she is underselling it. Still, this is her apartment and you never win a fight by starting off by backing down.

"I'm calling MUNI so you might as well leave."

"You are MUNI," says the woman."

"Exactly, so I know exactly who to call for a quick response."

"Sorry for the disturbance, but Jani trusted you," says the man, finally speaking for the first time.

Aurora is debating how hard it will be to get to her scrying glass, currently in the bedroom, without taking her eyes off the pair. "Who?"

"Jani. Johnny. Blue."

"You are somehow tied up with Johnny Blue!?" Aurora reaches out and grabs the woman's lighter and lights up. She does not immediately hand it back.

"My partner. Ex-, I suppose."

"I didn't think his type of agents had partners. Wait...," Aurora pauses as her sluggish brain begins processing a rough org chart for the Order, "...shouldn't you be in a mask or something?"

"I, um..."

There's something in his manner, some aspect which could very much be described as "apologetic confidence" that answers the situation for her. A person so powerful that they do not even understand they are looking down on you. A person so above reproach that they had no idea they should be afraid breaking into a cop's apartment. Like had there been a gun, it wouldn't have fired bullets but instead shot out butterflies or lemon soda. Like his brain has to slow down to think of the world like a normal citizen and the kind of stuttering apology is his equivalent of a big man talking to a small dog. The fucker. "You are a witch."

"Yeah."

"I'm still going to call MUNI," she says as she is sitting down, no longer caring about calling anyone. She just wishes was high or drunk right now instead of hungover. She hands the lighter back to the woman with the witch — at least Aurora doesn't think she is a witch, because two in one place is very nearly completing a triple and that's very bad for everyone — and the woman uses it to light her own cigarette and the pair smoke while the witch waits patiently.

"Good, but just know that there is a cabal of people right in here in the GLOW that bringing about the end of the world." At these words, Aurora stops and thinks of the fading spaceman dying as much of a broken heart as 30,000 years of ennui. "I've killed one of them myself. I have another one in custody. There is one remaining. And this third one owns a fair chunk of MUNI so if you mention any of this, you will be dead within a week."

"I already wrote several of the details about this in my report and submitted it."

"I know."

And in the end, those two words were the scariest thing the strange, large man on the sofa said for the entirety of the conversation. Because if he knew, who didn't. Besides perhaps Good Cop Detective Aurora Hernandez.

Setting the Scene, e15s2: The Witch and Her Iguana.

Date: June 5, 1996.
Time: 12:19pm.
Place: The Underground.

Luca "The Iguana" and Sofia Rodriquez were introduced in Chapter Two of the OG The GLOW. At the time, Luca was the main operative and represented a way of Johnny Blue to protect himself against Barlow "The Big Bad Wolf" Hendrix. Since the scene was constructed around Luca — ex-sigilist for the Order who was disgraced after his wife was co-opted by an insidious blackmailer — Sofia was downplayed a bit. "A low level witch" is how I described her. One who was a potential victim type. Since then, the notion that even a low-witch is capable of outranking upper grade Field Psychics has slipped in. What's more, it has become a kind of head canon as to why the actual cause of the family's misfortune received a lesser sentence than her husband. The Order is scared to punish witches. Witches are the lifeblood of The GLOW and the Order. They have the ability to make all the rest of the magic possible.

By the end of their section, Sofia had constructed a sigil so complicated it could rewrite destiny. Essentially, she was nearly ret-conned immediately into a witch so powerful and capable of creating new magic they downplayed her. Johnny Blue didn't really put it together but he isn't the sort of person to look up, right? Eustace would see her potential immediately and consider it so obvious he never pointed it out to his partner.

They were said to have two children. An older daughter in college. A younger son who was going the way of gangs and drugs.

Another fun tidbit, this was a case where Johnny's more demonic side was demonstrated. He went in hard to punish those that had hurt his friend and his friend's wife.

It might be nice to bring them back. Like Eustace, The GLOW is eating the Rodriquezes alive. Despite Sofia's ability to make it stop if she just trusted herself.

DATE PLAYED: May 7, 2025.

The Witch and Her Iguana

Date: June 5, 1996.
Time: 12:19pm.
Place: The Underground.

Sofia Rodriquez once went by the call-sign "The Butterfly" but her symbol was butterfly wings with tentacles underneath. Recognition of her outward beauty and interior strangeness. A inner weirdness she has tried to hide most of her life. Never floating too high. Never soaring. Keeping herself in the river. And if sometimes she swam with the current and sometimes she asked the river to swim for her, then so be it. Who didn't take advantage of their situation?

She awoke to the smell of marijuana smoke and a quiet hovel. Ignacio, her younger son, no doubt to blame. Sofia feels like a bitch telling her kid to avoid drugs — Luca and herself definitely partook back in the day — but Iggy has been pushing it. Thinking back to the pain she put her family through she fears trying to rein him back in. When does Sofia-the-Mom stop and Sofia-the-Witch begin? What if she altered him and made Iggy into something new? With Josi, off at LSU, it is easy enough. That girl reeks of goodness and will likely settle down with a whiter-than-white-bread accountant and raise mildly artistic kids in a safe neighborhood. At least, Sofia hopes. A quiet life for one of the four. That's good odds in this world.

A knock on the door pulls her eyes to the front room. She calls out for Luca and hears no response. It's a Wednesday. He's out helping the Thomases gather recycling. She herself was up late the night before helping the Ekubos out. Their young twins had picked up a bit of Soulburn sickness. Sofia has a knack of coaxing it back out of the human body. Like the pied piper, she knew the song to sing to cause the colors to swim up out of the dark skin of the Nigerian children and dance and fade and leave them whole. A song made of colors rather than sounds. In her head, it was deafening. To others it probably sounded like she was barely whispering an atonal whisper. They can not see like she can see.

She pulls her shirt closed over her bare chest and opens the door — expecting either a client for her own hedge-magic or someone looking for Luca to do some odd jobs — and stops at the sight in front of her. A human-sized crow — no, a crow that is larger than human — with tree-branches growing out of its skull like large antlers stands there. Only, that's not right. It is a person. A person who is barely hanging on to his own humanity. Beside him, a woman maybe a few years older than Josi is standing in a pose that Sofia recognizes as "Bad Bitch Protects Her Man." A few folks from the underground are walking around and Sofia is confused that no one is bowing. She is struggling to not bow down before him.

Up the tunnel she sees three young girls and knows in her heart of hearts that if she stops and really looks at them she will not survive the encounter. Her brain is already so full.

"Come in," she says, struggling to stay upright.

"Thanks," she hears a Southern-accent tinted voice say. A painfully human voice. One that she very nearly recognizes. Then it all comes back. Johnny Blue going all in to help her and Luca and the kid. And behind Johnny another, the other half to Johnny's soul.

"Nurse?"

"Hi, Butterfly. It's weird because we've never met in person but I know your face pretty well."

"Mmmm hmmm...," says the woman beside Nurse with a definite intonation. Sofia could no doubt take her in a fight but she immediate appreciates just how much willpower this younger woman is showing. And appreciates the compliment that such immediate jealousy might imply.

"I figured you'd be a little scrawny boy, not a..." Crow? Demon? What is he? Even without the double-self, Eustace "Nurse" Delmont is big even by Luca's standards and that's saying something.

Seemingly sensing her discomfort for the first time, Nurse looks down and maybe sees himself as she sees him. He coughs and does something complicated with his hands, tracing sigils in the air, and the crow-shape is gone. Not that it helps all that much. The real him looks washed out and devoured in some critical way. A big dude. Strong. A natural fighter. But fading fast as his own body is being consumed by his spirit. He's burning himself alive in a race to some miracle. It does not help that those three "girls" let out a giggle at this transformation and then fade back into the shadows. Out the corner of her eye, Sofia nearly sees and squeezes her eyes closed for a second to prevent her mind from filling in the gaps.

Nurse and the woman with him — he introduces her as "Foxteeth" before correcting himself and says Hitomi — enter into the room. Then, after saying they were fine without any tea or coffee or water, Nurse proceeds to wait. Five minutes later, Luca comes rushing in with a look of fear on his face. It does not surprise her that her husband could not only sense her distress but was able to tie into it before she was even aware it would be showing. Fortune telling by way of vibe. Marriage among the truly gifted hits a bit different than normal wedded bliss.

Luca looks down — his face going from the edge of confrontation to something like happiness — and lets out a barking laugh. "Eustace? Holy hell, mi amigo. What are you doing here?" It is the paradox of agents and their psychics that the two shall never meet. But sometimes the same sigilist applies both sigils: a demon sticking out his tongue for Johnny and a simple snake curled around a staff for Eustace.

The two chat for a bit before Eustace "Nurse" Delmont — only now Sofia knows that "Nurse" is no longer his name — and says, "Butterfly...I mean, Sofia. And Luca. I need your help. I need help by people of true power."

"True power?," she says with her most convincing scoff, "Me?"

"That sigil you placed on Johnny was old world magic that represents the most powerful witchery that the GLOW has seen in years. At least until..."

"Until you?"

He nods. "The GLOW is under threat and I plan to save it and its people in the only way I know how."

"How's that, Eustace?," Luca asks.

"By destroying it."

DOUG'S COMMENTARY

In the days when The GLOW was still forming in my headspace, there were ideas. See, the whole campaign was basically a technical experiment. I wanted to a) figure out the Dean Spencer stock art used in the Arcane Agents Tricube Tales one-sheet, b) wanted to work out more complicated formatting for my blog, and c) wanted to come up with my own weird take on the magi-cyber-punk genre. A lot of the big ideas just fell immediately into place: the Harrowing. Words like "witch" and "mage" and "psychic". Dropping Eustace into an unrelated story.

Then some ideas grew out of weird rolls and burned brightly for a moment before being left behind. One such example was Neon Foster and the Spaceman. I had a weird notion of a person in a space helmet. This later morphed into a more complete space suit but not to start with. That grew out of a single oracle check giving me a crystal ball and me thinking "old timey space helmet from retro Science Fiction." Neon Foster was also a series of oracle checks and rolls: non-binary, theatrical, dead. I thought maybe it would be fun to have an entire story about the two of them and why the Spaceman killed Foster but there was never any time to work it out in Johnny/Jani's story. Should I play The GLOW 1992: Neon Foster and the Spaceman? Well, no, is the answer.

And the real reason why I didn't is because Foster was non-binary by way of being omni-gendered. They swapped their body back and forth from football star to cheerleader to punk girl to femboy. It was going to be a fun quirk that underneath the technical skills and theatrics was a rather accomplished hedge-magician who used all their powers to shape themselves into a complex myriad of beauty standards. Only I wasn't really willing — or able — to give time to such a character that both deeply embodies but also kind of trivializes the trans experience. Despite all my queerness and general acceptance of gender relativity, I am definitely cis and spend a good deal of time watching the impacts of "ally privilege" on a community under constant assault. Neon Foster's story is not quite my story to tell.

At the same time, the whole reason for why the Spaceman exists — and why MUNI can't remove the helmet — threatened to be very complicated.

One day I sat down and tried to work it backwards: the scene in the interrogation room. Almost exactly like it is, above. The Spaceman wears the helmet because he is purely made of Soulburn. The KLAXONS existed much as they do in the above post — though the Kreuger were originally an alien species — and he had come back in time to try and prevent that future. The big difference is that the GLOW from that storyline was not a catastrophic event brought about by human greed but simply a natural occurrence of the GLOW's nature. It spreads and it feeds.

The fact that Neon Foster's death was able to be tied into the Dave and Hitomi fall out and bring the now month's-long campaign into something like a tighter knot was just too damned poetic to ignore. It's almost like I planned it instead of just rapidly interpreted what is now hundreds of dice rolls and card draws into something sensible.

Sigma Theta DW63 is all just a big tribute to Doctor Who because I can. The joke of an un-named character — a character known more by their nickname than any real name — being called Sigma Theta got a small chuckle out of me.

There were two other planned outings for the GLOW. The GLOW 1997 was going to look at Aurora Hernandez and her dealing with some of the crimes around town in the aftermath of the Johnny/Eustace saga. The GLOW 2001 was going to look at Josi Rodriquez — who is a witch stronger than her mom and hiding her powers from her family as she is back in town to solve the death of her brother.

I no longer think I will. So, in some ways, the whole point of this episode is to kind of give voice to those three stories altogether. And, well, maybe one day I will revisit this strange twisted place.

But first let's finish out the current arc with a bang.

CREDITS

The GLOW 1996: Psychic Eustace Delmont is played using Two Little Mouse's Outgunned and Outgunned: Action Flicks (especially, but not limited to "Neon Noir" and "Great Powers"). It uses Larcenous Designs' Gamemaster Apprentice Deck: Cyberpunk 2E as its main oracle.

Other sources used include:

  • Zach Best's Universal NPC Emulator.
  • Cesar Capacle's Random Realities
  • Kevin Crawford's Cities Without Number
  • Matt Davis' Book of Random Tables: Cyberpunk 1, 2 and 3.
  • Geist Hack Games and Paul D. Gallagher's Augmented Realities.

ART CREDIT AND EXPLANATION

The opening image of the Spaceman started out as a render by Alex Shuper.

The spaceman walking around was a render by Cash Macanaya.

Both were pretty prefect as they were but I kept to the consistent motif for this series. Sure the two different suits are...well, different...but it gets the brain thinking in the right way. I mean, that's probably the least eggregious continuity error I have made.

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