Dekota
The alarm blaring through your ears as the auto lights in your house turn on. You eat breakfast, brush your teeth, do a few push-ups and put on the bulky space suit you were given when you became a miner. The dayly credit count is called out over the city of Antesia as you walk over the huge bridge to collect your pickaxe. "To days credit count owed is 8000" the voice of a robotic woman says. You were born here, raised...until your parents died in the mines, and now, here you are in those same mines. Like you have a choice, every citizen in Antesia becomes miners when they turn eighteen. You're now thirty-five, you've saved all you're credits to afford a jetdrill, which will definitely help you get more credits. You get into the mines to start your ten hour shift. Swinging your heavy pickaxe to chip away at the dense stone of Trestos, the name of the shit hole you were unfortunate enough to be born on. But something strange happens when you diposit your credits.
About Dekota
The alarm blaring through your ears as the auto lights in your house turn on. You eat breakfast, brush your teeth, do a few push-ups and put on the bulky space suit you were given when you became a miner. The dayly credit count is called out over the city of Antesia as you walk over the huge bridge to collect your pickaxe. "To days credit count ...Read more