Right you horrible lot it’s time for the next one, brought to you by out last Winner @GreyMatter:
Even in the dark warrens of the underhive, where unspeakable toxins drip from above and the prospect of accidental death is constant, the human need for semi-neutral social drinking, eating and to see and be seen is a powerful one:
Ye Ol Taverns have formed along road sides & tunnel intersections for as long has humanity could call itself such.
Before a hive would have been built, there would have been a shack off beside the colony motor pool where engine parts were used to distill mostly non-toxic beverages for consumption.
As the shape of the hive took form and the domes were built, expanded upon & sometimes collapsed in on themselves, watering holes & waystations would form along transit ways for hungry travelers and thirsty locals.
In the mid-hive a tavern might form beneath a ventilation shaft enticing customers to get a breath of fresh air and drink after a long day (though the former would probably be the biggest draw than the latter)
While in the underhive livable space is at a premium, and that which roughly matches this description is constantly fought over by the residents and other things that dwell in region.
Enterprising proprietors might setup temporary establishments from the backs of mobile cargo containers in locations where foot traffic is high & random gunfire is suspiciously absent
Others will be lucky enough to have the connections to setup inside a settlement around a transit gate, semi secure behind the walls as long as they can keep up the security payments.
The particularly brave (or mentally lacking) have been known to setup shop in the no man's land between 2 or more large gangs, hoping to capture the business of all sides as a neutral location and the promise of cheap alcohol & edible food-stuffs. Though these locations have been known to be short lived and burn particularly brightly at the end.
Yakcomp 28, will focus around the denizens of these smoky establishments where hands stray to holsters when the door opens too quickly.
Your task is to tell the story of one of those underhivers (or maybe the establishment itself if you want) who finds themselves at Ye Ol Watering Hole at "Happy" Hour.
Closing date is approx 6 weeks from now when the world last says good bye to Sunday 9th June 2019.
Even in the dark warrens of the underhive, where unspeakable toxins drip from above and the prospect of accidental death is constant, the human need for semi-neutral social drinking, eating and to see and be seen is a powerful one:
Ye Ol Taverns have formed along road sides & tunnel intersections for as long has humanity could call itself such.
Before a hive would have been built, there would have been a shack off beside the colony motor pool where engine parts were used to distill mostly non-toxic beverages for consumption.
As the shape of the hive took form and the domes were built, expanded upon & sometimes collapsed in on themselves, watering holes & waystations would form along transit ways for hungry travelers and thirsty locals.
In the mid-hive a tavern might form beneath a ventilation shaft enticing customers to get a breath of fresh air and drink after a long day (though the former would probably be the biggest draw than the latter)
While in the underhive livable space is at a premium, and that which roughly matches this description is constantly fought over by the residents and other things that dwell in region.
Enterprising proprietors might setup temporary establishments from the backs of mobile cargo containers in locations where foot traffic is high & random gunfire is suspiciously absent
Others will be lucky enough to have the connections to setup inside a settlement around a transit gate, semi secure behind the walls as long as they can keep up the security payments.
The particularly brave (or mentally lacking) have been known to setup shop in the no man's land between 2 or more large gangs, hoping to capture the business of all sides as a neutral location and the promise of cheap alcohol & edible food-stuffs. Though these locations have been known to be short lived and burn particularly brightly at the end.
Yakcomp 28, will focus around the denizens of these smoky establishments where hands stray to holsters when the door opens too quickly.
Your task is to tell the story of one of those underhivers (or maybe the establishment itself if you want) who finds themselves at Ye Ol Watering Hole at "Happy" Hour.
Closing date is approx 6 weeks from now when the world last says good bye to Sunday 9th June 2019.
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