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M66 : Dante’s Road

On Earth, through the centuries, there are been many roads of legend. Roads of tears, of shame and hope,

courage and even faith. Man has trodden the paths of trade, foolish treasure hunts and the Silk Road.

he devout have made the pilgrimage to St Jacques de Compostel, walked the 40 years walk through the

desert to a promised land, and followed the bricked street of the Via Dolorosa. Even the long walk to a

certain death…examples are aplenty. And now that Transhumanity has found a new home on Mars, you

will discover that here too we have such a road, aptly named Dante’s Road.

by Quincey Forder

ORIGINS OF A NIGHTMARE

Today, the M-66 is a patchwork of roads, tracks, and

semi-abandoned highways not appearing in any

oicial maps or automatic piloting AIs itineraries.

If you are thinking of plotting your course based

on the original consortium plans that you found on

the Mesh, think again; it has changed so much over

the years that you will ind yourself in the middle

of the TQZ before you realize your mistake. You

should also know that use of Dante’s Road is not,

in any way or form, sanctioned by MDOT; and

if something happens to you while you’re on that

road (and that’s a very likely prospect) you won’t be

helped. Not by MDOT anyway…

When the architects of the Fall, the abominations

known as the TITANs, reached Mars and rendered

thousands of square miles uninhabitable and

hazardous to cross, it made traveling in that region

a nightmare. Railroad and highways were severed,

not to mention that the transportation of goods,

ores, and morphs became impossible. Cities were

cut of and let to fend for themselves. Most were

abandoned and others that remained soon died.

hings didn’t get better once the dust settled and

the Ofworld Consortium became the Planetary

Consortium. he East and West M5 roads were cut

with a hundreds miles wide gap between them. he

entire perimeter was fenced and designated a no-ly

zone for air traic.

“I WANNA LIVE, I WANNA

DIE, BUT IT’S A LONG HARD

ROAD OUT OF HELL!”

Very few look at the unsung heroes who built—or

rather, tried to build—the M-66: the indentured

workers.

About 2 AF, a group of minor corporations, who

later became known as he Five, came to Mars

with the blessing of the harsis League, and with

what seemed, at the time, to be a bright idea: build

a whole new road, the M66, circling the hell known

as the TITAN Quarantine Zone.

he Five treated them as little more than canon

fodder, working day and night, seven days a week.

hey dug through dirt and rock, carving their ways

through the mountainous edges of many craters.

When they weren’t being attacked by roaming

nanoswarms, those who were not eicient enough

were shot down by the mercenaries hired by he

Five and their cortical stacks retrieved for psycho-

surgical punishment. But who knows exactly how

closely those orders were obeyed?

Almost from the get go, corruption ran rampant at

every level of the project, and criminal cartels found

a brand new source of revenue. he Triads found a

never-ending demand for drugs, both physical and

algorithm. ID Crew provided forged property titles

and licenses, Nine Lives purchased and sold Egos

for indentures and, shall we say, evening entertain-

ment. You get the picture.

When the Five were driven into bankruptcy, about

twenty percent of the roads were completed and the

infrastructure as a whole was almost completely

done; the general shape of the road is still sketched

out for those who know were to look.

As a result, throughout the past decade ive hyper-

corps have invested in the road as a whole, and every

single one of them has gone belly up. he Planetary

Consortium washed its collective hands of the proj-

ect and refuses to spend one more credit on it.

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hooks Escape From Dis

An oligarch hires the PC to retrieve his wayward

daughter. Couldn’t be that hard, right? Except

said daughter isn’t a daughter at all, but a personal

assistant who stole a dangerous nanotoxin from

the oligarch’s personal collection, and is hiding

in Dis.

Il Etait Beau Mon LEGIONaire!

A roadie relay on Dante’s Road, comprised of a

fuel station, small mall and motel, is besieged

by a horde of Exsurgents coming from the all-

too close TQZ. Wouldn’t be much of an issue…

if the PC weren’t stopping at the relay, and that

one of the people present was infected by an

Exsurgent virus corrupted Petal, and is having

hallucinations of biblical proportions.

Children of Giant Corn

Sent by Firewall to investigate the disappearance

of a trio of Sentinels on their way to Elysium ater

a mission on Dante’s Road. Last known position

is only a mile from BeRe. heir last report

mentioned a gang of presumed exhumans who

stole a stock of Neotenic morphs and healing

vats. Coincidence?

Rodeo and Juliet

As arguments between two opposed settlements,

Cape Hewlett and Monstescue’s Hope, is going

to be resolved in a deadly race on the Road as it

is every year, Jules the teenager daughter of Cape

Hewlett’s mayor, sneaked in the contenders -and

the player characters among them- as did Ronna

Montescue, her lover. And in jules’ belonging

belongings, several millions credit worth of

Rosal-In, a potent new brand of Petal. As the

race starts, so do rumors about the deadly drug

and who brought it. What are the characters

going to do?

Escape From Dis

However, the safe distance between the road and the

TQZ, a nominal two miles, was not oten respected

for reasons ranging from embezzlement of the

mapping maintenance budget to human error to

gross negligence. In some places the road rides the

very border of the Zone…when it’s not venturing a

few hundred yards WITHIN the Zone.

An oligarch hires the PC to retrieve his wayward

daughter. Couldn’t be that hard, right? Except

said daughter isn’t a daughter at all, but a personal

assistant who stole a dangerous nanotoxin from

the oligarch’s personal collection, and is hiding

in Dis.

Il Etait Beau Mon LEGIONaire!

A roadie relay on Dante’s Road, comprised of a

fuel station, small mall and motel, is besieged

by a horde of Exsurgents coming from the all-

too close TQZ. Wouldn’t be much of an issue…

if the PC weren’t stopping at the relay, and that

one of the people present was infected by an

Exsurgent virus corrupted Petal, and is having

hallucinations of biblical proportions.

Children of Giant Corn

Sent by Firewall to investigate the disappearance

of a trio of Sentinels on their way to Elysium ater

a mission on Dante’s Road. Last known position

is only a mile from BeRe. heir last report

mentioned a gang of presumed exhumans who

stole a stock of Neotenic morphs and healing

vats. Coincidence?

Rodeo and Juliet

As arguments between two opposed settlements,

Cape Hewlett and Monstescue’s Hope, is going

to be resolved in a deadly race on the Road

as it is every year, Jules the teenager daughter

of Cape Hewlett’s mayor, sneaked in the

contenders -and the player characters among

them- as did Ronna Montescue, her lover. And

in jules’ belonging belongings, several millions

credit worth of Rosal-In, a potent new brand of

Petal. As the race starts, so do rumors about the

deadly drug and who brought it. What are the

characters going to do?

But the workers didn’t give up. While friends, loved-

ones and comrades died (or worse!) building the

highway they christened Dante’s Road, many settle-

ments were founded or reclaimed from the dust of

the red planet. he Consortium, to a point, ignored

the new lives and new homes that the indentured

workers carved for themselves. As of 10 AF, those

settlements number in the hundreds, with popula-

tions varying from a few dozen to tens of thousands,

organized and allied into a loose coalition of iercely

independent insular villages and Barsoomian and

Scum black market trading outposts.

To describe them all is nothing short of impossible,

as they are ever changing, appearing and disap-

pearing, though some have begun to enter Martian

folklore. heir memes are strongly opposed by the

Hypercorps of the Planetary Consortium, some-

times even by Oversight itself, and newsfeeds of

or from these forbidden cities all but censored by

Experia. Following, you’ll ind two of the most

extreme examples of what kind of settlements you

can ind along Dante’s Road.

DIS

Located just of of the roads near the South West

corner of the Zone (ive minutes in a buggy), Dis is,

by far, the largest settlement; the most populated,

and undoubtedly, the most dangerous. It is built

deep underground in an ancient mine used in the

early days of Mars’s exploitation, and featuring only

one known exit to the surface, which is guarded

by a twelve foot tall Flexbot morphed AGI named

Phlygias (though most denizens of the city simply

call him Phil).

//Quincey Forder

Dis is a mile-deep pit sectioned with nine donut-

shaped concrete platforms, each opening onto

a maze of tunnels into the surrounding rock,

constantly bathed in the 100-degrees Fahrenheit

heat and red-hued light radiating from the old

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fusion core salvaged from an O’Neill Cylinder. he

original reining facilities that were built on these

platforms have since been replaced by favelas made

of cheap concrete and prefabs built from the cornu-

copia machines with pirated or faulty blueprints.

At the bottom of the pit, one crazy or desperate

enough (or both!) could ind not only the enor-

mous atmospheric generators that provides this

cursed city with breathable yet nauseating roasted

bacon smelling air, but also the meat crops that feed

the nearly one hundred thousand souls that reside

here. NOT questioning where the “raw material”

for the meat crops comes from is a lesson learned

early on when you establish in Dis.

decent level in G-Rep. If you want something, you

steal it or make it. Or, if you have suicient money

or don’t have a CM, you can buy it at a wildly

varying price range (a Moderate price tag can

become Expensive here, but a High priced item

can be sold for a Trivial amount). Racketeering,

traicking, thet, murder, rape and slavery are the

Dis Way of Life. If you value your life, your Ego or

your general Sanity, avoid Dis like the plague it is.

BEATRIX’S REDEMPTION (BeRe)

BeRE is much smaller and, in many ways, the polar

opposite of Dis. Only two hundred strong (as of

today), the population of Beatrix’s Redemption

lives under a dome with a general technological

level coherent with the late 19th-early 20th Century

on Earth. Its founder, Beatrix Lamont, was a truck

driver for ComEx supplying he Five with fresh,

cheap Case or Flat Morphs that they were oh-so-

kindly ofering to their Indentured workforce.

About six years ago, Lamont found herself lost and

stranded in the TQZ with a load of Synth and Flats

in her truck when she was attacked by a roving

group of Exsurgents. Not even Beatrix could tell

you for sure how she managed to escape uninfected

with strains of the Exsurgent Virus, but the fact is

that she made it back from the Zone without so

much as a scratch; although she was an emotional

train-wreck. Her trucks automated systems, Muse

and AI copilot were destroyed, her Synth cargo was

lost but the Flats were untouched. hree hundred

intact and unmodiied human bodies.

As for local government…well, there is none. his

is a lawless cesspool of crime, vice and human traf-

icking (be it with illegal indentures, ego smuggling,

or darkcasting), and most criminal organizations

maintain a presence in the city for their share of

proit. Although it is mostly an Old Economy,

don’t expect to survive if you don’t have, ahem, a

Dis

For Beatrix, it was an Act of God; proof that He

hasn’t abandoned his wayward children and a clear

message: only those in base human bodies who

forsake technological comforts will be Saved. She

stole the remaining cargo, and began searching for

a place to settle a new home for the “True Humans”,

as she called them. It took her months to ind the

spot for her new Promised Land; a small impact

crater (six miles wide) 660 miles South of Elysium-

bound M4 highway on Dante’s Road.

Along the way, she had gathered a lock of people

eager for something to believe in, disenchanted by

the false hope and hollow dreams of fame in the

glittering Elysium, or eager for a sedentary life ater

years of traveling aimlessly with their Barsoomian

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