- RP Date
- YE 42
- RP Location
- Kyoto, Yamatai
At the edge of Kyoto's military district, where the white marble buildings of governmental Central Kyoto and the glassy skyscrapers of civilian East Kyoto met the blocky gray castle buildings and tall war-spires of military West Kyoto was a hulking fortress built out of its own rubble in YE 25 after Elysians half-destroyed it in YE 24. Its walls were made of stones the size of cars and it was three stories in height with very defensively-narrow windows, a roofline of jagged parapets and multi-barreled gun turrets, and a large arched entrance with gleaming brass-clad doors large enough to drive a fire truck through and thick enough to stop a nuclear blast. Above the castle's entrance a burn-blacked block was engraved "ARMY OF UESUREYA" but a larger sign out front in a modern modern font face said "STAR ARMY OF YAMATAI - RECRUITING DEPOT - MILITARY DISTRICT OF KYOTO." The areas near the door were plastered with recruiting posters urging people to "ENLIST INSIDE!"
People from all over the Yamatai Star Empire and beyond were joining the Star Army to fight in the Kuvexian War. There were the sons and relatives of veterans who were there to defend Yamatai during its time of need. There were people who wanted to make a difference for good in a dangerous universe. There were people joining for the reliable work, money or education. There were random aliens and immigrants joining to earn their citizenship and the privileges it got them, like housing and universal income. And maybe some just wanted a shot at blowing a Kuvexian or Rixxikor's head off with an aether saber-rifle. Whatever the reason they were there, the recruiting center was a bustling place of activity.
Shuffling through the crowds led to a security screening checkpoint operated by military police including several Nekovalkyrja, some in power armor, and a huge bear-like Kohanian. Those who had been cleared ended up in a large lobby area filled with bored people sitting in moderate musky recycled starship chairs. It was lined with viewscreens showing informational videos about the various available job occupations of the Star Army of Yamatai. A series of electronic signs gave directions to the applicants, who were all assigned ticket numbers, whose numbers were being called over the intercom. A row of vending machines lined one of the walls ready to dispense snacks, soda, or hot drinks, but the coffee aroma from the vending machine only partially masked the room that smelled primarily like sweat and dusty carpet.
People from all over the Yamatai Star Empire and beyond were joining the Star Army to fight in the Kuvexian War. There were the sons and relatives of veterans who were there to defend Yamatai during its time of need. There were people who wanted to make a difference for good in a dangerous universe. There were people joining for the reliable work, money or education. There were random aliens and immigrants joining to earn their citizenship and the privileges it got them, like housing and universal income. And maybe some just wanted a shot at blowing a Kuvexian or Rixxikor's head off with an aether saber-rifle. Whatever the reason they were there, the recruiting center was a bustling place of activity.
Shuffling through the crowds led to a security screening checkpoint operated by military police including several Nekovalkyrja, some in power armor, and a huge bear-like Kohanian. Those who had been cleared ended up in a large lobby area filled with bored people sitting in moderate musky recycled starship chairs. It was lined with viewscreens showing informational videos about the various available job occupations of the Star Army of Yamatai. A series of electronic signs gave directions to the applicants, who were all assigned ticket numbers, whose numbers were being called over the intercom. A row of vending machines lined one of the walls ready to dispense snacks, soda, or hot drinks, but the coffee aroma from the vending machine only partially masked the room that smelled primarily like sweat and dusty carpet.