XV-404 Moon Crawler

A XV-404 moon crawler on the surface of Enceladus; reliable and cheap to produce, these machines were the primary transport while terraforming was in progress. They were modular by design, and could serve as flatbed transports (as seen here), mobile power plants, ECM projectors, research platforms, crew transports and more. Over 6000 were produced. Fusion powered, they used Jupiter’s endless hydrogen, which tankers scooped from the gas giant’s upper atmosphere, for fuel. With a max range of 10000 km and a living quarter module that could support up to four people for six months, they were especially popular with Solterra caravans. If the cargo container was swapped out for a cabin pod, it could comfortably support 12 people.

Jungle Rangers

A jungle ranger in the Amazon pauses to rest during a search for survivors of a crashed rocket dirigible. Unscrupulous rescuers would sometimes soak desperate lost billiars for hundreds of millions of credits. Turnabout, as they say… Note the long sensor feelers and detector drone, equipment that became common with dense jungle explorers.

Lunar technicians at work

Technicians on Io repair one of the thousands of detection stations set up all over the moon. Used to monitor atmosphere, seismic activity, airspace incursions, and weather, the harsh conditions caused frequent breakdowns, despite multiple redundant systems and healtech. Superstitious astronauts posited that the gremios, imaginary little gremlin people of Io, were infiltrating the machinery and causing service disruptions. 

Tax collectors in post-apocalypse Amazon Empire

An Imperial Amazonian tax collection dirigible hit by a rebel RPG billows smoke. Rebels would often place thermal bombs under the landing field, and set them off with proximity fuses when tax collectors came calling. The chemical mortars aboard the dirigible proved ineffective against small and widely dispersed rebel forces. 

Warfare was conducted increasingly by remote drones, which led to an escalation in electronic warfare until supplies ran out. 

View from the moons of Jupiter

Explorer and adventurer Philipe Samsa atop the Argelus Crest, looking out over the lifeless plain that would one day be verdant farm land. 

Samsa would even live to see it.

The Telepate Temples

High Salespriest Vrendach of the telepate Church of the Material, outside The Primo, a mighty designer shoe temple in Zone Five of the NJ-undermall. Shoes were especially revered by Telepates, as the culmination of functional design, and the height of pre-collapse civilization. It was their divine mission to protect such holy relics.  

The Baga Shoe Temple in Zone Seven of the NJ-underworld was the most splendid of the Telepate sanctuaries, but it’s shoe collection made it the constant target of attack by collectors and foot fetishists.