X, Y, Zydrate!

[Anette Lawrence]

Industrialization has crippled the globe;
Nature failed as technology spread;
And in this wake, a market erected;
An entire city built on top of the dead.

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With the geneCO business booming and people getting busy. The streets are getting dirtier. The debts are growing larger and the call for designer organs are getting larger. Graverobbers are finding bodies more accessible. SurGENS are getting hired by the dozen, Genterns are finding themselves busier then they once were, and the Repossessors find gallons upon gallons of blood on their hands. For everyone has fallen far into debt.

And you can finance your bones and your kidneys
For every market, a sub-market grows.
But best you be punctual with making your payments

Some come quick, jobs are always of the plenty. Have you the skill to fight for your life, or take them from others. Either the food chain stands tall, and the Largos are at top as kings of the blood thirsty jungle. Mag, still trying to escape her fate, flies low beneath the radar. Nathan, not comforted by this "healthy competition" stalks the other Repossessors in the night while Shilo sits safely in their home. The Graverobber fells threatened by the sudden appearance of market Zydrate sellers, and plans on investigating as best he can. Somehow, we started this Opera nuts.

Lest it be you on the concrete below.

So less you be punctual, about making your payments. I suggest you visit us, really really soon.


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Repo! The Genetic Opera Role Play
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