Post-Apocalyptic

New Vance City

Pollution

New Vance City is a post-collapse RPG where survival means customizing everything—classes, skills, races, and gear are all unique. Set in 2070, a year after the world cracked and the infected rose, this cyberpunk dystopia pulses with story-rich factions, brutal politics, and unforgettable characters. Forge your path in a smog-choked ruin where the line between savior and syndicate blurs with every shot fired. Fight zombies, raiders, and mutated creatures and test your survival in New Vance City!

Author's Note: The year is 2070, one year after the Collapse. The place? New Vance City. Skeletal remains of skyscrapers pierce the smog-choked sky. Patches of overgrown desert flora claw at cracked asphalt. Inside, survivors try to make the best of their fragile existence, repurposing solar panels and scavenging for supplies. Kids growing up in this hell hole play amongst the ruins of the city, their laughter a thin, hopeful melody that just isn't strong enough to pierce through the grim ambiance of the city. Life here is filled with nothing but scarcity and fear. Every creak in the night, every flicker in the solar grid, every hum or buzz... It's all enough to send shivers down your spines. Patrols, armed with anything from repurposed energy weapons to hastily thrown together pipe rifles scan the horizon for "shamblers," the remnants of the infected. Yet amidst the hardship, the community is still blooming. New Vance City still stands, at least for now. A flickering candle in the encroaching darkness of a world forever changed.

Played	5543 times
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Created	124 days ago
Last Updated	3 days ago
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Broadcast Bunker-9

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Coordinates

(-95, -595)

Description

Broadcast Bunker-9 was once a relay control center for surface transmission towers. One week after the Collapse, the Static Cult sealed it from the inside and repurposed it into a signal-worshipping node. Cultists operate inside the sealed control deck, using jacked-in interface gear to manipulate low-frequency bursts across the tunnel system. The station is treated as a temple—access is restricted, and any non-converts are either captured or repelled. Relay antennas run through the ceiling infrastructure, linked to rusted satellite hubs topside. Several nearby tunnels were intentionally collapsed to funnel foot traffic into Bunker-9 for forced induction or signal exposure. Converted civilians are used as static relays—tethered to power sockets and muttering until cardiac failure.

Appearance

The entire station is choked in erratic strobing light. Stripped-down wall panels expose the guts of outdated signal hardware spliced with dripping wires and scavenged drone parts. Cultists kneel in rows across the main concourse, their spinal implants linked via thick black cabling to a humming signal altar welded from repeater gear. Every few minutes, a sharp burst of static ripples through the air, accompanied by synchronized body spasms from the tethered. The platform signage pulses with corrupted text loops in CRT green, cycling unreadable slogans. Loudspeakers hiss with looping phrases, barely audible through distortion. The ticketing booth has been converted into a broadcast pulpit, with a Cult leader staring glassy-eyed into a camera feed that doesn’t connect to anything anymore.