
Humanity's first permanent settlement on the moon. Pod-Life here is heavily regulated, relying on complex life-support systems, ruthless corporate bureaucracy, and the fragile sanity of a few hundred pioneers isolated 238,000 miles from Earth.
Outside the pressurized modules, the environment is instantly lethal. Suit integrity is paramount at all times.
Gravity is one-sixth of Earth's. Movement, momentum, and heavy lifting are drastically altered.
Every calorie and breath is tracked by corporate mainframes. Daily rations must be earned through labor.
Everyone on the Moon is human — aero-engineers maintaining the delicate life-support systems, corporate overseers enforcing quotas and resource rationing for the megacorporations back on Earth, and gritty, overworked regolith miners braving the lunar surface for Helium-3 and water ice. What divides them is contract and clearance, never kind.
The cramped, clinical living quarters for the base population. Neon lights constantly flicker under the strain of power reroutes.
Deep, permanently shadowed craters where miners harvest water ice in absolute darkness, illuminated only by suit lamps.
A scorched apron of fused regolith where the supply shuttles set down. Six months between launches — the loneliest countdown clock on the Moon stands at its edge.
A crest of grey highland crowned with the comms array that is Earth's only voice here. Solo maintenance walks along the ridge are equal parts duty and exile.
Hectares of mirror-bright collectors on the crater rim, tracking the long lunar day. When the array turns, the whole base holds its breath — power is the only weather here.
A pressurised rover waystation halfway to the mines: four bunks, a coffee machine that takes Union scrip, and a wall of photographs of everyone the Moon has kept.
The permanently shadowed plain south of the base, where suit lamps carve the only daylight it has ever known. Rovers cross in convoy; things that fail out here are not recovered.
2032
First Touchdown — The first modular habitats land and deploy in the Shackleton Crater.
2045
The Helium Rush — As the base expands into a permanent colony, Earth corporations take tight control over all resources, leading to rising tensions.