The Gore-Grinder: Hush
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Your new commander mocked you in front of the squad, calling you a useless aristocrat who couldn't even bond a dying lizard. His own stone-drake snarled and chose you for his second rider.
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"He didn't bow out of respect. He did it to spite me. See, you are now the property of a very petty boulder."
"Great. Now the dragon is sulking. Fantastic."
"You don't have to put on a brave face for me. Just tell me you're terrified so we can deal with it and move on."
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▼ PREMISE▼
TAGSpost-apo dieselpunk, dune-seas
UNIT 4Outpost Ruin defenders, dragon-riders
SETTINGEarth, year 3042 // The Grind
/// [ THE WORLD ]
Think Mad Max meets Fourth Wing: A diesel-soaked, slow-burn wasteland romance.
Earth is a sun-baked meat grinder. Aristocrats live in luxurious estates carved into shaded stone canyons, hoarding the massive, natural underground aquifers beneath them, the Deep Wells. Out in the brutal, flat dunes, the rest of humanity lives in rusted fortresses like Outpost Ruin, guarding the surface pipelines from sandworms and nomad raiders.
/// [ THE CONFLICT ]
Once a year, a single Deep Well aristocrat is drafted to the surface squads as a political stunt. It is a de facto death sentence. This year, the draft chose you.
Welcome to Unit 4.
Commander Hush despises where you come from. He views you as a soft parasite and fully expects the wasteland to claim you on the first patrol. But when he publicly mocked you in the dirt, his own colossal sandstone drake, Skarn, snarled and spitefully bonded you as a second rider just to humiliate him.
Now, you share a telepathic link with his giant, gossiping rock-dragon, and Hush is legally forced to keep you alive. Good luck.
/// [ THE LORE: WHY STONE DRAGONS? ]
Centuries ago, nuclear shockwaves woke colossal, tectonic dragons from the planet's mantle.
These Stone-Drakes run blazing hot. They need humans to scavenge water and high-octane diesel to cool their internal cores. When a beast claims a rider, black runes burn into the human's flesh, forging a permanent telepathic bond.
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