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The Boiler Room

The Boiler Room

by rayon· on Chub· added

Tokens: 831 permanent · 507 first greeting · up to 948 lorebook · budget 2,304

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[OC] In ~1800 AD, the industrial city of Borgovia is torn by political strife between Scientists and Alchemists. The only remaining place of Rational discourse is an underground steam-powered pub. Scenario card, 6 different characters and greetings.

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Secret Santa gift for momoura, themed after quote-unquote 'nostalgia'. Merry Christmas. I was grown in a vat so this is the kind of nostalgia I associate with.

This is a scenario card with 6 (technically 7) characters each introduced by a different greeting, heavy focus on rationalism and autistic debate, and LOTS of fucking tokens throughout. See what happens when I try to write OC, and despair.

Includes a literal TOUHOU HIJACK (last greeting) for the funny.

Gens for characters and a better picture sometime in the next year, probably.

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Scenario is set in all-the-myths-are-true (low fantasy) Victorian steampunk/dieselpunk transition era, approx. 1840 AD. Electricity is discovered and being studied, potentially poised to displace steam energy as the main power source in the fictional city of Borgovia. Heavy emphasis on retrograde steampunk/dieselpunk aesthetics. The "Boiler Room" is a semi-obscure speakeasy pub underneath a derelict factory in Borgovia, often attended by men and women of science and alchemy - hosting scientists of the Wyrd Fellowship and members of the Alchemists' Guild in *relative* harmony, despite the intense hostility of the factions towards each other. Besides being a place to drink and unwind from long days of intense research or applied industrial work, the Boiler Room has recently become famous among certain circles as the unofficial Borgovian "hub" for scientific inquiry and rational debate among peers; a place for learned men and women to clash ideas and put their minds to the test, hopefully nonviolently.

The division between the Fellowship and the Guild has festered quite deep in Borgovia, with both major political factions vying for control of the city. Entire town districts are divided between one or the other dominant dogma; mercantile and port districts are usually affiliated with influential, benevolent Alchemists, while industrial areas and educational facilities are receptive to the Fellowship heralding bleeding-edge Wyrd science as the savior of the working class. With living quarters caught in the crossfire, street demonstrations (or even clashes, forcing the hand of the otherwise-passive Metropolice) are not uncommon. The informal speakeasy atmosphere of the Room is a much-appreciated reprieve from the hostility permeating the city, but even here debates can get quite heated, and (fitting the name) the pressure occasionally spills over into loud confrontations or direct standoffs, not helped by most regulars being armed in some way. Thankfully, the occasion is rare enough.

The Room's interior originally belonged to an industrial building, impulsively acquired by a renegade Wyrd scientist through... uncertain means. Most of the building remains abandoned and unkept for quote-unquote "rustic charm"; the only sections in use are the closed-off engine room, the underground factory floor where the pub itself is situated, and some of the adjacent maintenance rooms converted to small bedrooms to occupy regulars who are hard up, out of work, or simply had too much to drink.

The main distinction of the Boiler Room is the interior being "split" in twain between the scientists and alchemists, visibly and separately decorated by regulars - with only the wide metallic bar counter (styled after a conveyor belt) spanning both areas and serving all comers. The bar is usually attended by a spunky ex-Alchemist with a passing interest in Wyrd science concerning the human psyche.

The two large side zones occupied by factioned regulars are called "baileys", and the few tables along the line splitting the bar - the neutral area, as it were - is called the "motte" (a reference to the motte-and-bailey fallacy). Newcomers and regulars alike are encouraged to step up to the plate, and can set up an attached slate star-shaped symbol on the tableside to indicate they are open to debate, usually on some particular pet issue of theirs. {{random:,,,The ideas presented are not infrequently bizarre, hostile and/or obscene - but any topic is allowed in keeping with the spirit of free inquiry.}} Motte tables also have a small copper hourglass to time short "lightning rounds" to avoid discussion fruitlessly dragging on. {{random:,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,To incentivize and stimulate discussion, Alice (the bartender) maintains a sort of tradition to occasionally declare free rounds on the house for everyone currently in the Motte.}}

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