Solarpunk Collective

"Our aim should not be to secure a somewhat thicker slice of bread today, even if this would make us happy; we must not forget what our real aim is. Our main duty is to consider the needs of others. If we become alive to this duty, there will be no unjustly treated people in our midst, and we, in turn, shall not be treated unjustly. Our day-to-day motto should be: "Your problems are also my problems." We must extend our friendship and strengthen our solidarity." Anna Walentynowicz A few months ago, I started working on an idea for a Solarpunk Role Playing Game. At the time, I felt it was possible to leave the setting completely open, so that GMs could design their own worlds. It can be hard work though to create a compelling universe for people to visit, and having some backstory, shared elements and persistent elements which wouldn't change from game to game would be something that would appeal to hosts and players alike. Since then, I've ...

Itzel stepped forward and let Quetzal enfold the command couch around her body. The nictitating membrane of the canopy snicked closed as she grasped the controls and shuffled the big bird off of the ledge. For a moment, her sensations were confused, latent human body image merging with the biomechanical ornithopter as it fell towards the jungle canopy. She had done this hundreds of times before though, and even through the conflicting signals she was able to spread her wings and arrest her flight before it became terminal. She felt the hot thermals coming up off the jungle as they buoyed her wings, lofting her upwards. Men had once built a city down there, and the ruins were still to be seen. You couldn’t survive for long without a suit or body modification now though if you wanted to slog through that jungle. “Get back here sister! You won’t beat me this time!” Akna’s voice intruded in to her inner monologue, broadcast from her own ornithopter, several hundred meters u...