Sunset Grill

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Lawyers. Soldiers. Gangsters. Ordinary people struggling in an extraordinary future. They all drink beer.

The year is 2426. Earth is a patchwork quilt of restive, squabbling Domains, loosely joined under the mantle of the Empire, whose primary goal is to present a united front to the dozens of technologically advanced, land-hungry, and not particularly moral alien races. The Empire controls the Sol weftgate, humanity’s connection to the galaxy at large: through it goes a steady stream of cheap labor, gone to build, clean, or kill for the wealthier races, and through it comes the money and alien technology that fuels much of Earth’s economy.

None of which matters particularly to the patrons of the Sunset Grill, a bar on the shady side of town in the run-down and corrupt city of Kieselburg. They’re too busy staying alive. Because no matter what the year, there will always be those who struggle to survive. And no matter how distant, how strange, or how advanced the place, there will always be someone to ask that all-important question: “Hey, is there anywhere in this dump I can get a decent beer?”

Update schedule:

Tuesdays

Rating:

Teen: Adult language and situations, sci-fi violence

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