The Ceres Workers Collective started off as a ramshackle collection of asteroid miners putting together the basics required for semi-permanent living and working in the asteroid belt rather than having long seasons between being able to work. At first, there were some bitter rivalries but the dangers of space largely kept things from going too far. As time went on and nanotech advances made mining easier, the various independent mining groups realised they could get a better price for their resources if they sold them as a collective instead of individually. A workers’ collective was formed with each person working the belt being offered the chance to join. The entry stake was high, but not impossible to reach and those who couldn’t afford it immediately put aside every spare but of currency earned to be able to one day afford it. Those who can afford the full stake are able to join as full members with voting rights. Those who can’t afford it yet can become associate members as long as they make use of CWC facilities and agree not to make any independent trades. The cost of living means it often takes decades for someone to earn their full stake but those who come out to the Belt to work aren’t afraid of hard work under dangerous conditions.
Due to the dangers of living in what is essentially a tin can exposed to space on most sides with the atmosphere and power provided by equipment decades out of date and vastly overworked, clothing tends toward the practical on Ceres. Utility suits which can be quickly sealed for low atmosphere and breathing masks with an internal oxygen supply are essentially considered mandatory for those who can’t afford better gear. The people who live and work there are often marked in the manner of their work, with stains from spilled coolants, ore dust, and fuel being common. The Pinterest board I put together for the CWC is here: https://pin.it/adfkwftv2j7ogw
The first game of No Heaven is intended to take place on the Ceres colony shortly after the aliens enter the Sol system. Those who could afford to purchase transport away have already left (or been left behind) and those who remain on station have few choices on what to do next. Some of the mining rigs have been left behind, but they’re slow and trying to evade warships in one isn’t going to go well. The best choice seems to be the emergency shelters nestled in the rocky core of Ceres, remnants of old mining tunnels converted into long term storage. What will happen to the colony? What will happen to those left behind? You’ll have six hours to find out.
No Heaven prelude 1 “Ceres” is intended to be run in early 2020 in Bravo One, Birmingham. Further details regarding character archetypes, dates, cost, catering, and so on are being worked out and will be made available as soon as possible.
You were asleep when the alarms started going off. Pure instinct had your hands grasping for the mask before you were even fully awake. Clawing your way out of bed, you land heavily on the steel floor below, the impact only slightly lessened by the low gravity. Tired fingers brought up the status report on your display. Not an environment breach, but incoming hostiles.
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**Go to the nearest shelter**
These alarms were meant for environment breaches. The discovery of an alien race hellbent on wiping us out meant they’d had to amend the protocols to include other hazards. There’d be environment breaches soon enough though. Ceres station wasn’t designed to take an attack, and the only reason the shelters provided any protection was they were deep inside the asteroid.
You had to force your door open, the faulty actuator obviously picking this moment to have a bad day. As you rushed to the shelter in the crowds, you were able to pick up the tell-tale vibrations as every ship docked at Ceres began to undock and leave. You’ll have to take your chances underground, you couldn’t find a place on one of the ships for you – only for your daughter. You hope she’s on one of those now, getting away from Ceres and towards somewhere a little safer.
Time to end the radio silence. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking over the last few months about the format I want to use for this LRP, and frankly the one thing I’m sure of is that I’m not ready to run a full-weekend event. I don’t have the team, I don’t have the infrastructure, and I don’t have the time to dedicate to it to do it solo.
But that doesn’t mean I won’t be running events. I need to start shopping around for a venue and see if I can’t get some people to assist me, but what I would like to do is start a little earlier in the timeline than the original game setting implied. Rather than start off with the ragtag fleet on the run, I want to roleplay through some of the drama that happened to the populace who couldn’t make it out of the Sol system.
Whether it’s those left behind on Ceres waiting in the shelters to see if they survive, or the colony workers who first fell prey to them, or the crew of a starship desperately fighting them off… there are plenty of stories to be told and I would like to spend some time telling them.
If you’re interested in helping tell these stories, join us in our new Facebook community. I look forward to seeing what you have to add.
This is a day in the life of Mareh, an engineer in the Ceres Workers Collective. It’s the first of a number of fiction pieces for the setting.
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Everything’s busy at the moment, but here’s another look and feel post. This time for the Ceres Workers Collective. I have solid ideas for the look in my head, but it’s actually relatively tricky to find good examples so bear with me.
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