Friday, 23 June 2017




'Earth was abundant. When we had finally finished plundering its
resources, we moved on. But our new homes were never as rich.
So we sent ships with scientific teams to find new zoology in distant galaxies we could farm, synthesise or simply hunt down and eat...'


In the future, food is the new gold...




Join the crew of an Ark class spaceship as they search out new food resources across uncharted galaxies in order to keep humanity alive... (click here)

 Grove Jones stops on the main gangway of the space port and glances at the briefing alert on his digi-billet. The ship he is looking for is called the 'Saturn Anne II' but he can see no sign of it on the computerised docking list boards. Just like the Newtrishia Corporation to hire some tin-can space barge that can't even find its way to the right docking bay. He spots a techanoid and waves the billlet at him. 'Know where this is?'
The teachanoid blinks twice and then pulls the rictus grin of the very poorly made synthetic robot. 'Yes sir! The last bay, in late last night. Boards not updated yet. Very big ship. Have a very happy journey now.'

'Last bay, late. Says it all.' Jones growls in thanks at the too-cheery reply, shoulders his backpack and heads in the direction of the illuminated arrow sign lit up on the techanoid's chest plate.  



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