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[WB] Deadworld Mot

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Name-

Mot

Basic Summary-
A planet lost to the centuries of galactic travel, Mot's once high towering buildings and heavy population dwindled to a crawl a hundred years ago, when a unknown xeno virus struck the planet and infected the population. Mot is only assumed to be the name by the remaining population, much of the records have been lost to the destruction that rampages through their planet.

Genre-
Post-Apocalyptic, Sci-Fi

PN Level-
1

Tech Level-
6

Mot is in a horrible state, but it's cities and weapons speak of a higher understanding of technology. Simplified to the point of even their remaining civilization is capable of utilizing worn plasma weapons in defense, knives and daggers are made from scrap metal and pounded into shape.

Population-
The intelligent population is low, but the aggressive population is much higher. The infected are psychotic in their anger, their skin ashen white, their eyes diseased and milky, they know nothing but rage. They feel no pain and they will attack any uninfected on sight, often calling in hordes of them to attack.

Notable Locations-
Junktown-
One of the few bastions of humanity that remain, Junktown is nestled within the center of one of Mot's many massive skyscrapers, filled to the brim with people, because of the close proximity of so many towers, Junktown is also in the process of spreading across two other skyscrapers, with the very topmost floors being connected by crude bridges.

Notable Persons-

Advanced Summary-

Mot was once the star of human colonization efforts in space, it was one of the cultural and economical centers of the new sphere of human influence. It was rumored that the new terraforming technology required time, and the rapid colonization efforts did not afford it the proper space it needed to fully convert the atmosphere to human biology.

Preliminary atmospheric tests shown nothing out of the ordinary, and populating the planet flourished and thrived. However, all was not what it seemed..a harmless illness began to spread through the planet, the symptoms were mild, fevers and shivering..and then it got worse. Their skin grew milky white as their eyes, inital reports suggested a literal decay of the brain. Brainrot was a name threw around, but any sort of substituent testing was ruined by the increased contagion of the virus, spreading across 95% of the world.

Now people live in ramshackle towers and leap from place to place, relying on synthetic foods to survive. There is no hope, no hope from the unrelenting horde, only the thought of a quick death by a plasma bolt is worthwhile.


Authorization Level-
Open-
 
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