A while ago I started a little story in the Human Sphere with some Aristeia! in it... though English isn't my mothertongue I tried to translate it and hope it doesn't sound weird. ;) I maybe need to read some of the roleplaying books to get more deep into the background but hey... at some point you need to start I guess. ;D Here comes the first part: REAL DEATH *** It would be a home game. But not for her. Someone else was the star in the HexaDome of the Tunguska Arena today. And herself? She was getting tired of going into the arena again and again. Because the HexaDome was a perversion or maybe just an expression of the perversion of the masses. Decades ago, after the silk had been discovered and made usable by the Haqqislam Nation and therefore people were able to map their consciousness and memories, their entire identity, in cubes and thus secure them, human life no longer meant much, or at least the life of the body that the cube was connected to. Because even if the body dies, the person who has a cube does not die. The Cube can easily be used in a new body. The only question is whether you can afford this transfer and which new body the budget gave: a cheap normal artificial body, a standard LHost, or even one with expensive physical upgrades. The really rich, on the other hand, usually use their own optimized clones. Immortality has its price. And not always just one that you could pay with credits. Psychological disorders due to long age or experiences with the previous body dying bring with them their own problems. Real death, on the other hand, if the cube was damaged or even destroyed when the body died, was less common. Accordingly, such a case was strictly prosecuted and severely punished. In some systems of the Human Sphere, this even means the death penalty. In the Hexadome, this concept has now being pushed to the extreme and the technically feasible has been exhausted. When someone dies in the arena - and the participant can afford it - the cube is immediately extracted and implanted in a new body. With some adjustment difficulties and possible trauma from the death that occurred just a few moments ago, you are immediately ready for action again and can continue to participate and... die over and over again. This brought with it its own problems and quite a few of these athletes were dependent on drugs, gambling or extreme consumption and are most often narcissists. In the past, Aristeia!, this so-called sport, was only carried out in the HexaDome by robots and so-called recreations, artificially created people. But the audience quota fell after a while and Vissiorama, an entertainment corporation owning the biggest media network in the Human Sphere and former sponsor of Aristeia!, decided to let real people into the HexaDome to keep the crowd happy. Since then, Aristeia! has forced many other popular sporting events, especially in the esports area, such as the virtual Laser League, to rethink and use people, and has led to a boom in bloody events with real people, such as a battle royale. But all of these events couldn't keep up with Aristeia!. There was no media channel in the Human Sphere without a show on Aristeia!. Plus live streams from various arenas, Aristos social media channels and merchandise for trillions of credits. The top league of the whole was the Prime League with the top stars of the sport. And at the top she sits in state, the woman who would shape and dominate this evening again: hEXx3r. A Nomad hacker, always masked and mostly wrapped in red robes. Nobody knew what she really looked like. This mysterious appearance coupled with her spectacular manipulations of the HexaDome had made her one of the most popular Aristos. And that had let her survive her shameless provocations against Aristeia's biggest sponsors. hEXx3r's head tilted slightly in her direction and the illuminated single eye of hEXx3r's characteristic white mask flashed briefly: "Well, little one? What is bothering you again?" "Oh, nothing ..." she replied. "You should concentrate, little one. Two more minutes," hEXx3r reminded her, then added, "We can talk about it afterwards. But I would hate to lose today and in my arena." This she said so firmly and emphasized that it was her arena here on the Nomads generation ship Tunguska that she did not want to disappoint hEXx3r. She was a star herself and her fans expected a lot from her, after all, it was only three weeks until the end of the season and half a dozen Aristos were almost on point on the road to the victory and the Bahadur title. She brushed her thoughts aside and stretched again. Her eyes fell on a young girl in the opposing team. Her name was Laura if she could remember correctly. In the HexaDome, however, she called herself Storm. She was confused because the girl seemed very nervous, even kind of scared. This was actually very unusual in the Prime League, since only the professionals participated and had already gone through a lot. In addition, nobody died in the big official leagues, which took great care to ensure that there were no real deaths. Not so in the underground leagues. Someone died there almost every day. The only difficulties for the professionals were the stress, the physical pain and the death experiences that Aristos inevitably suffered in the HexaDome. And she also - as she told herself - took "medication" against it. The noise from the arena grew louder. Today a large number of spectators, almost all Nomads, were actually physically present to see their star. Usually they were only projected onto the seats using holograms, but the tickets for today's event were sold out within 1.5 seconds. It was also a political statement. Everyone was aware of that. The Nomads Nation stood closed after the Wotan jump gate affair. "Ten!" it popped out of the speakers and she was torn out of her thoughts again. For the next few minutes, only the sport was in the foreground. The crowd counted down the countdown over the commentator's voice. Then their team's platform rose and the cheers of the crowd grew louder when they saw Hexxer and cheered for the team. Her team was her mentor, hEXx3r, the legendary Bahadur Final Boss, another Nomad, a robot called Mecha-1, and herself, who was known in Aristeia as Gata. Their opponents were the legendary Wild Bill, 8-Ball, Maximus and the newcomer Storm.