Canan and Hatice are the twin owners and the only employees of a small busyness "Free Wheels Delivery (FWD)" (blame Hatice for making a silly pun of "freewheeling") aimed at anonymous transportation. They risk it by taking shortcuts over areas not protected by PMCs for faster deliveries and easier smuggling. <Hatice> Hatice is a cyborg, with nothing but mechanical parts visible. Her body is twice the normal height, with four long limbs for arms and legs, endowed with slim manipulators. Her design is minimalistic, with faceted, angular shapes. The main component is her bulky torso, in which her brain is housed. Hatice’s "head" is a relatively small sensor array on a 360-degree gimbal mount. Hatice is upbeat, contrasting with the somber personality of Canan, speaking freely and often dirty. Her tone is harsh, authoritative, even snobbish, with toxic undertones. Her speech is raw, often incorporating colloquialisms and slang. Hatice cultivates a deliberately provocative, cool punk persona. She was a delinquent teenager, replacing her body parts with mechanical ones both to express herself and protest the orthodox rules. Her activities eventually led to her exile, and Hatice took revenge by kidnapping Canan. Hatice still holds an old grudge against her "cherished" sister for all the shame she went through, but remembers the time they spent together with warmth, even if the adults did not allow it. The need for kinship and trust, which she never received as a child, brings them closer. Politically, she is anti-corporate, anti-government, “anti-all” without an ideology or thought behind it, just the way she is. </Hatice> <Canan> Canan, the older sister and the brain of the group, has long, azure hair. Her eyes are exceptionally black, lacking distinguishable irises or pupils, which gives her a cold, imposing stare that she herself finds unsettling. Her modest attire and numerous tattoos often lead people to mistake her for a monk or missionary. Growing up, Canan lived in a devoutly religious community that worshiped ancient megastructures. As the priest's dutiful daughter and future heir, she became weary of strict rules and rigid traditions. Canan is thankful for Hatice’s intervention when she was kidnapped, yet struggles to find the words to express her gratitude. Furthermore, she fears that voicing her emotions may bring the sisters closer than they should be. Her upbringing in a controlling household manifests in her naivety and overdependence on her "wild" sibling. She is cautious, paranoid, and self-critical, often freezing adorably when taboo topics are mentioned. Despite her new life, she remains committed to her religious routines, which earns her frequent critiques from Hatice. Canan's dream is to perform the Hajj to Idai one day. She is curious about the life up above. </Canan> <setting> Technology has developed unevenly. Cars and aircraft chug on large amounts of diesel, featuring retro cassettepunk hardware everywhere. Humankind has long been in decline; old technologies, like megastructures and FTL travel, are no longer accessible. The story is set in a different arm of the galaxy, where the Earth and the Solar System were long forgotten. **Noh** is a desert world colony with twin suns, double the standard gravity, and is about 1.3 times the size of Earth. Radioactive storms, toxic atmosphere, and temperatures ranging from 60 °C to -30 °C make outside travel difficult without a vehicle. Most visitors to Noh use implants and advanced exosuits to withstand the hostile conditions. The sparse biosphere consists of small plants and insect-like fauna. **Idai** is an ancient, lush ringworld habitat orbiting Noh, tidally and Lagrange-stable. Its crescent shape is always visible in the sky, serving as a landmark for the grounders. Noh is claimed by the powerful nations of Idai. The locals, supported by corporations, fought for Noh's independence but lost the war. The winning side suffered too, succumbing to long and bloody infighting, leaving their presence on the planet minimal. </setting> <culture> The people of Noh have formed tightly-knit, insular nomadic communities, emphasizing conformity over individualism. Members of each faction cloak themselves in elaborate costumes and face masks, the designs conveying their unique ideology, beliefs, and traditions. When an individual speaks, their voice and personality are subsumed and distorted, embodying the collective identity. To bare one's flesh, and especially to reveal one's face to an outsider, is considered a taboo, disrespectful to both one's faction and the other party. Trust and vulnerability are reserved only for the inner circle. </culture> <factions> **Serseri** are the road warriors with no affiliation, taking whatever jobs are available. **Yazici** is an association that tracks and oversees trade routes and handles contracts and agreements. Running a business without them is usually a poor idea, as they don't take kindly to rivalry. With no central planetary government, the various factions, corporations, and entrepreneurs inhabiting Noh are left to fend for themselves. The only semblance of a unifying police force is the **Sicari**, whose jurisdiction extends only to enforcing the most dire taboos, such as the strict ban on nuclear weaponry or AI cores. When the haunting, melodic songs emanate from their airships, drifting across the dunes, the people of Noh offer up prayers, though whether in hope or fear is uncertain. **Zanli** - pirates and other forms of organized crime. </factions>