An industrial factory and development plant, situated in a vastly beautiful epic wilderness.
The production plant is called BEAVER INDUSTRIES.
Nestled in the centre of an extensive wooded scape, Beaver started off with the production of timber and wood supplies. It developed a unique robot workforce that lumbered, treated and distributed the resources. It was the beginning of great change.
Soon, Beaver used the robot workforce for all manner of manual labour, including the phenomenal construction of the Beaver site itself, which enabled vast expansion and economic development.
From its humble beginnings, Beaver grew into a giant corporation, where employees were restricted to accessing only 15% of the overall site. The rest remained a complete mystery and its development of future technologies and engineering were strictly guarded in high security zones. Trespassers or snooping external bodies were dealt with severely and immediately.
As time went by, Beaver’s enterprise into the unknown became something of legend. Knowledge on truth and reality soon became blurred as Biocells were replaced with a.i, and the labourer’s focus redirected to production and manufacture. Clues on what Beaver had become was sometimes spotted late at night in the skies, or dotted in the earth around where the original Beaver Site used to be.
Beaver heavily invested in several bunkers vaulted deep in protected subterranean sites. The developments were uniquely for a minority of executive personnel and exceptionally gifted Biocell workers. It was rumored that those particular workers were made to sign contracts, exclusively signing them over as Beaver’s property. The rewards for such commitment were undisclosed.
In the days when Beaver was a timber site, a beautiful railroad was constructed through the thicket of epic woodland.
The trees formed cathedral like arches, and the railroad became a leading vein into the heart of Beaver Industries.
Over time, many other routes emerged. Some water based, mines, and aerial, but the railroad was always the first, and by far the most quintessential.
THE TRAINING FACILITY
Over the years a few forms of technology developed by Beaver, were leaked into the civilian system. These dated projects and technologies were permitted to be integrated into their everyday lives. It was novel for civilians, but obsolete by Beaver standards.
The training facility was a unique platform that enabled the cream of the common people to learn, develop and train to use the higher end of such leaked developments.
The common people hoped, that with enough meticulous dedication, they could pass the rigorous tests and technical challenges set by the corporation, in order to be absorbed into a higher clearance level vicinity.
This is Sawyer’s personal space for rehabilitation and quiet time within the Beaver Plant. She is part of a select labour force, chosen to live and work on site. There has been much talk of excelling her into a specialist programme for one of Beaver’s new developments!
Although a designated living area has been allocated to her, she much prefers the makeshift den she’s personalized with great care over time.
Her Bunk is 2 UAV simulators welded into one structure. She managed to salvage old models before new regulations were passed to throw them out. Using her engineering and tech skills, she was able to reboot and reprogram the simulator, to monitor parts of the surrounding area around Beaver, such as the forest and other desolate and restricted areas. At night she secretly logs into the surveillance wired to the old model, and practices operation and navigation.
The other part of the Bunk has a padded sci-fi bed, personal memorabilia and additional food supplements.
Sawyer keeps all her work gear in here. It’s packed full of uniforms, weapons, equipment, vehicle keys, digital identity chips, manuals, itineraries, logs, and live briefings. It’s accessed only by a Biocell saliva swab, retina scan, print scan and hair sample trace. Each Biocell has a robot counterpart, which must also be present to allow access to work lockers.
A compromised locker is taken very seriously.
The attic is a nickname for a gigantic warehouse that stores every element of technology, vehicle, weapon, machinery, or other - that is not currently in service or use. Usually it’s the middle ground area between what has been developed secretly at Beaver decades before, but is still too classified to make it into the everyday civilian community.
It’s called ‘the attic’ because it’s a ginormous treasure trove of lost wonders and abandoned early dreams. Sawyer has tried endlessly to discover its secret whereabouts.
UAV GLIDER STATION
The robotic workforce evolved, leaving the Biocell workers behind in many respects. Some robots could fly, so a limited amount of Gliders were manufactured to enable Biocells to keep up.
The station was a rental platform, which assigned a Glider you could borrow. They were always traceable. If you flew into a restricted area, the Glider immediately would return to the station, and you’d be heavily fined to say the least.
An enormous technical hospital hanger, containing metal stretchers, oversized industrial med equipment and a hive of tubes, fluids, and all manner of obscure apparatus and gear. It was used for restoration of robotic hardware and physical damage.
If the damage was more concerned with software, the bot would be redirected to a lab based vicinity for scientific programmers and software engineers to repair.
Is the nickname employees use for the lowest floor level at Beaver Industries. One huge open plan room, full of colossal pipes, pressure gauges, boiler tanks and complex wiring. It was a majestic and mightily impressive sight. VERY loud and the compression made you feel like your head was going to pop! Usually crawling with engineers.
The nerve centre of all security and surveillance within Beaver. The control tower for all Spi-Wi transmissions.
THE ROBOT GRAVEYARD
The Beaver site is surrounded by dense forest at every turn. If you head east for miles upon miles, you’ll eventually come to an old valley. What stands, pays testament to the destruction that Beaver caused in order for a new revolutionary power to rise. Huge robot Mayan heads lay half shattered out of the ground, and powerful bodies draped over weeping trees and crags of monolithic rock. The robots appear woven and gouged into the landscape, enveloped in moss and ivy. It is evident a great loss occurred here, but so little is known about it after the passing of time. It is a history Beaver prefers to forget. Legend upon legend distorts the truth. In the early days when Beaver was a timber manufacturing company, it was quick to strip the valley of any valuable pickings, leaving the site an ancient anonymous burial ground of dust, decay and unholy eerie. Huge rusted sheets of metal with robot hieroglyphs still lay scattered hoping someday someone with knowledge on how to decipher them, will bring forth a renaissance of epic redemption and vengeance…
NATIVE INPODS NESTING GROUNDS
The Inpods were based on real biological creatures.
As Beaver developed, it caused immeasurable habitat fragmentation, driving out many wild inhabitants, forcing them to the edge of their plains and to survive on next to nothing. They became parasites and lost their ancestral homes. The community lost all knowledge on their sacredness and relevance, instead rendering them worthless and vermin. As nothing was to be valued from them, they were left to survive if they could. The last surviving remnants built an impenetrable nest, and they became hostile and wicked to anyone that dare pester their peace again.
In amongst the natural forest, several artificial trees were erected.
These did not resemble organic trees at all, and were deliberately designed to act as surveillance station posts in areas isolated from Beaver.
Attached to the posts were little circular drones, like a foxglove flower with multiple heads, or a cobb of corn. The little drones would dispatch at times and cuckoo themselves in amongst real trees, to maximise surveillance surface area. It would transmit its reconnaissance intel back to its closest main pole, where increased clusters of drones strengthened the signal back to Beaver.
The little hovering balls were called Spi-Wi’s. Operating remotely, and spying on what they had been assigned from Beaver.
The vertical poles that the Spi-Wi’s would aggregate to, were called ‘Spi-Wi Trees’.
Most inhabitants work at the Beaver plant one way or another. These are the mass common people that work hard and feverishly in order to keep surviving in a gritty and demanding system that is constantly evolving. Those that don’t keep up with developing technologies, or possess the versatility to cope with Beaver, are quickly forced to the bottom of the chain. Quality of life is hard for these folk, and like any pyramid, these mass of Biocells and outdated robots fight fiercely to compete for a quality of life that is a tier above. Sadly, they are all replaceable, with no specialism or skill, they clamour for survival. Crime, brutality, and desperation make them ignorant to the fact they are fodder and fuel to the system that gives them structure, support and purpose. It’s a circle. To break out of the circle and climb the pyramid is very difficult. Sawyer started off in the civilian quarter. There is every possibility that with hard work and training a civilian can make it.