New Vance City

The Echo Chamber Stage stands at the heart of the Citadel, a symbol of curated civility wrapped in surveillance and showmanship. Elevated on a dais of polished alloy and reinforced plasteel, it’s the Citadel Council’s preferred theater for control: public announcements, judgment proceedings, digital citizenship upgrades—or demotions. Every broadcast from the Chamber is piped through the district’s pristine sound grid, carefully filtered for morale, tone, and loyalty metrics. It’s where fabricated transparency meets engineered consensus, where justice wears the mask of order. Citizens watch, nod, applaud—because they must. Behind every speech is a dozen edits, a dozen cameras, and a dozen silent drones ensuring the narrative remains unbroken. To question what’s said on the Echo Chamber Stage isn’t illegal—it’s irrational. After all, the truth has already been approved.

The Echo Chamber Stage is a chrome-plated disc set within a sleek plaza beneath the Glass Ring’s highest towers. Glowing holographic banners ripple overhead, casting prismatic reflections onto the smooth blackstone flooring. Rows of modular seating shift with AI-calculated precision to accommodate crowds, all flanked by concealed drone ports and retractable auto-turrets tucked beneath sculpted hedges. The stage itself pulses with ambient light—soft blues and synthetic whites—while towering holoscreens project immaculate Council representatives in real time, always perfectly lit, always perfectly phrased. Speakers are built directly into the steel ribs of surrounding buildings, creating a surround-sound environment that leaves no corner untouched by voice. The entire space feels sterilized—too perfect, too polished, too quiet in the seconds between announcements.