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Neocoris
+perceptive, objective, private, analytical /-detached, guarded, flat
A magi-technologically advanced society with a minimalist approach to life and material wealth. The comforts and convenience of technology has led many citizens to interact mainly through using their mind to conjure guided illusions - abandoning their body and slowly disappearing into madness.
Places
- A spotless, white-walled corridor where the temperature and lighting adjust to your vitals as you walk.
- A small, sterile pod-room where a citizen lies motionless, absorbed in a digital illusion.
- A quiet corner of a digital archive where floating runes of data are meticulously sorted.
- A sleek, modular café where automated dispensers serve hyper-efficient nutrient cubes.
- A glowing server-shrine where technicians quietly chant binary code.
- A public charging station where citizens plug in their learning devices in silence.
- A minimalist apartment relying entirely on hard-light holographic projections.
- A pristine hydroponic garden tended entirely by silent, floating magi-tech drones.
- A discarded physical book gathering dust on a sterile, white shelf.
- A dark, quiet room illuminated only by the frantic pulsing blue light of a digital loop.
- A sleek tram filled with passengers whose eyes are glazed over in virtual reality.
- An empty public square that feels hollow because all interaction occurs on the network.
Events
- Two academics greeting with "Illuminari," instantly exchanging a massive wireless data packet.
- A citizen physically stumbling because they forgot how to walk after weeks in an illusion.
- A holographic billboard glitching, briefly displaying a chaotic burst of raw magic.
- A scholar frantically typing on a hard-light keyboard while their body is emaciated.
- An automated cleaning drone wiping away a microscopic smudge for the fifth time.
- Smart-clothing automatically changing color to optimally reflect the midday sun.
- A group of students sitting in a silent circle, debating fiercely in a shared mind-space.
- A sudden network outage forcing citizens to abruptly perceive the stark, physical world.
- A technician using sterile tweezers to extract a corrupted crystal memory-drive.
- A citizen politely declining a physical handshake, offering a secure data-link instead.
- A sudden, haunting laugh echoing from an enclosed pod-room during a simulation.
- A magi-tech streetlamp dimming by exactly 12% to conserve energy as a cloud passes.
People
- Rory Skulkray (Manta Ray), A server-technician who prefers the logic of machines and hasn't spoken out loud in months.
- Tara Ebonhelm (Pangolin), An illusion-architect who designs addictive worlds but refuses to enter them.
- Asher Striderfoot (Fox), A physical fitness instructor trying to remind citizens they have bodies.
- Luna Quotheyes (Owl), A historian trying to preserve physical books in an efficient society.
- Pax Javafang (Baboon), An hacker who injects poetry "viruses" into the logical digital network.
- Zia Whiskerfleece (Chinchilla), A data-broker who sells illegal, emotional memory-files from Qiqoa.
- Boone Lakenose (Moose), A rare "offline" citizen treated as a primitive exhibit by locals.
- Sela Cloudmane (Lion), A theorist whose body is wasting away in a pod while she solves equations.
- Otis Kelpbeard (Walrus), An aging professor who misses the messy, chaotic debates of the past.
- Nyla Patchwing (Crow), A tech-scavenger picking through discarded batteries to build an off-grid server.
- Rian Shiverbeak (Penguin), A climate-control engineer who keeps his office freezing to feel something physical.
- Eve Havenwing (Swan), A digital counselor pulling citizens back from the brink of illusion-induced madness.
Sensory details
Sights
- Minimalist white architecture with seamless, modular joints.
- Floating, holographic data streams glowing in soft blue and green.
- Citizens staring blankly ahead with glowing optic interfaces.
- Perfectly smooth surfaces devoid of dust, dirt, or clutter.
- Smart-windows instantly adjusting their opacity to filter glare.
- Rows of sleek, enclosed illusion pods humming with soft light.
- The tragic sight of an emaciated physical body resting in a pod.
- Holographic interfaces expanding and collapsing in geometric perfection.
- A complete lack of physical signage in favor of digital broadcasts.
- An impossibly clean laboratory filled with automated tools.
- The faint, crystalline structure of massive magi-tech batteries.
- Citizens moving with robotic precision along mathematically shortest routes.
Sounds
- The quiet, high-pitched whine of active magi-tech servers.
- The crisp, synthesized voice of an automated central intelligence.
- The dead silence of a crowded room where everyone is communicating digitally.
- The soft, pneumatic hiss of a modular door sliding open.
- The "Illuminari" greeting spoken with clipped, emotionless efficiency.
- A sudden, frantic beep from a monitor indicating a drop in physical vitals.
- The rhythmic, hypnotic hum of a massive cooling fan.
- The barely audible tapping of fingers on a hard-light keyboard.
- Mathematically flawless ambient music playing in an elevator.
- The startling sound of a physical book hitting the floor in a silent archive.
- The soft, whirring noise of a cleaning drone.
- Muffled, nonsensical whispering from a citizen lost in an illusion.
Smells
- The sterile, odorless scent of hyper-filtered air.
- The faint, metallic tang of ozone near a heavy processing unit.
- The chemical, antiseptic smell of a pristine laboratory.
- The unsettling, complete absence of organic smells like sweat or pollen.
- Synthetic, artificially engineered "rain" pumped into a relaxation pod.
- The sharp, acrid smell of overheating silicon when a device fails.
- The bland, neutral scent of a nutrient-dense meal replacement cube.
- The crisp smell of a brand-new, freshly unboxed magi-tech component.
- The faint, dusty smell of a forgotten, offline archive room.
- The clinical smell of medical-grade cleaning solutions.
- Artificially generated "fresh linen" scent pumped into the vents.
- The tragic, stale smell of a pod that hasn't been opened for maintenance.
Tastes
- A perfectly balanced, flavorless nutrient cube.
- The sharp, metallic taste of an energy-boosting stimulant.
- Synthesized water that has been stripped of all minerals.
- A digitally simulated taste of a complex, delicious meal.
- A chalky, highly compressed protein ration.
- The sterile, clean taste of heavily filtered air.
- An artificially flavored "fruit" paste that tastes of mathematical approximation.
- A medicinal, bitter gel used to prevent muscle atrophy.
- A highly caffeinated liquid that tastes like pure electricity.
- The unsettling taste of nothingness when trying to eat a hologram.
- A rare, smuggled organic vegetable that tastes messy and real.
- A synthesized cup of tea where every sip is mathematically identical.