THE GLOWLINE
A neon canyon of licensed joy. Everything permitted, because everything's measured.
“The joy is licensed, the house edge is audited, and the rest fades to black behind a curtain.”
OVERVIEW
The city's manufactured joy, laid out in a neon canyon a half-hour long. Licensed casinos shoulder dance halls and resonance parlors; night-market steam rises through marquee glow; ticket touts work the crowd while Directorate 9 plainclothes work the touts. Everything is permitted on this strip because everything is measured on it — the house edge is audited, the joy is licensed, and whatever the license doesn't cover fades to black behind a bead curtain.
ATMOSPHERE
SOUND
Dance-floor bass through venue walls, barkers over each other, arcade token clatter
SMELL
Skewer smoke and spilled synth-liquor, ozone off the neon transformers
LIGHT
Neon stacked four stories, half the tubes live, marquee wash bright at the north end
KEY LOCATIONS
- —Glowline Gate South
- —The Marquee
- —Licensed Casinos
- —Resonance Parlors
- —Night Market
- —Bead-Curtain Backrooms
NOTABLE AGENTS
No named agents documented.
FACTIONS
- —Freemarket
- —Directorate 9