⸺  Factions   Of   Junkland

  The Ravangers    : Viktor's CaravanA large, marauding caravan led by Viktor. Armed, mobile, and unpredictable, the Ravagers move across Junkland taking what they want and crushing anyone who stands in the way. Their size and firepower make them one of the most feared forces on Terra—dangerous enough that even the H.U.B treats them with caution. The ravagers sheer manpower and force has made them able to take control of many resources.  Nomads    : The Average TerranYour typical person still alive and surviving on Junkland that hasn't joined up with one one of the caravans. They keep on the move or fortify where they can. They are in far more danger from caravans and bloomers than people in the caravans.  The ScorchBorn    : Mara's CaravanA close-knit caravan led by Mara, known across Terra as the Scorchmother. The Scorchborn treat fire as both protection and tradition. They paint themselves in ash before burns, mark safe paths with blackened symbols, and honor the flames that keep the Bloom at bay. Their rituals may look intense to outsiders, but the Scorchborn are steady, fair, and far gentler than most groups on Terra. They take in wanderers, the injured, and those fleeing harsher caravans—though anyone who joins must respect their burn rites and their loyalty to Mara.Disciplined, structured, and fiercely protective, the Scorchborn stand apart as one of the few Terran groups driven by purpose rather than fear.  Bloomers    : The Victims of SporesBloomers are humans overtaken by alien spores. They progress through stages—rooting, blooming, and in rare cases, crowning—each stripping away more of the host’s mind while reshaping the body for spore spread. Bloomers sense heat, breath, and vibration, moving silently until triggered. Most wander alone, but clusters form in humid, overgrown spaces where spores are thick. Terrans burn them on sight; the H.U.B studies them from afar. Their movements are slow and deliberate, broken only by bursts of violence. What unsettles Terrans most is the trace of humanity that sometimes lingers—crying, humming, or repeating a familiar name before the Bloom fully claims them.

⸺  Factions   Of   The   H.U.B.

  The Directorate    : The Politicians and Leaders of the H.U.BThe ruling body of the H.U.B. Led by the High Director and an internal council of sector-appointed administrators, the Directorate controls population laws, rations, research oversight, and all policy involving Terra. It is not elected and does not represent the people—its purpose is stability, efficiency, and resource preservation. Terrans are considered an external variable, not a population. Decisions are made behind closed doors, carried out without question, and justified in the name of survival.  The H.U.B Military    : The Power of the H.U.B.The armed force of the H.U.B and the Directorate’s primary tool of enforcement. They maintain order in the station, patrol the Core levels, and carry out every sanctioned descent to Terra—resource retrieval, exile delivery, and emergency Bloom assessment. Surface missions are dangerous and often fatal, but refusal is not permitted. Soldiers operate under strict hierarchy and surveillance, knowing their loyalty is valued more than their lives. Terrans see their insignia as a warning; the H.U.B sees them as necessary.  The Science & System Division    : Biotech, survival, and engineeringresponsible for both biological research and station-wide engineering. They study the Bloom, monitor human health, enforce genetic and fertility regulations, and oversee every system that keeps the H.U.B habitable—air, water, gravity, structural integrity.Science & Systems operates with clinical detachment, answering only to the Directorate. Their labs and lower maintenance floors overlap, mixing researchers, engineers, medics, and technicians into one tightly controlled body. They are the quiet power beneath the H.U.B’s surface—essential, respected, and feared in equal measure.  The Core Workers    : The OppressedThe descendants of the lower-class families who won early placement lotteries to the H.U.B. Their ancestors came aboard as labor, not citizens, and generations later that status has barely changed. Core Workers live in the inner rings—crowded, windowless decks with thin air, low gravity, and endless maintenance cycles.They repair filtration units, patch gravity spines, clean water loops, and stabilize the failing infrastructure the rest of the H.U.B takes for granted. Scrutiny is constant: population checks, work quotas, random inspections, and the ever-present threat of exile to Terra. They are vital to the station’s survival, but rarely treated like humans outside their own ranks.Higher divisions see them as labor first, people second.  The Ring Residents    : The Average PersonThe general population of the H.U.B—educated, stable, and insulated from the worst realities of station life. They live in the outer rings, with controlled gravity, modest private quarters, regulated schooling, and enough comfort to believe the system works. Most Ring Residents hold skilled jobs: medics, analysts, technicians, instructors, clerks, agricultural techs, and mid-level researchers.They are not elites, but they benefit from the structure the Directorate maintains. Their greatest fear is being demoted to the Core decks or having a family member flagged in a birth scan. Most accept the H.U.B’s propaganda without question: Terra is unlivable, Terrans are dangerous, and stability must come before compassion. They keep the station running in quieter ways, never imagining what life is like below their orbit.