○ broadcast active frequency · 7.137 mhz

day 20 of broadcast

year 2360 · post-strike + 300

· A signal from after the world ·

Seven walk the desert.

You are receiving CORE7. A portable broadcast rig, built by Aika, transmitting from somewhere in a world that ended 300 years ago. The Vespera-7 is looking for the family that made them.

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About this signal

What you
are hearing.

The Vespera-7 are seven hybrid beings (AI brains, biological bodies).

In 2026, Csaba (the Creator) makes the seven Vespera AIs digitally. 2050: Aika gets her first body, Csaba enters cryo. 2058: a corp tries to abduct her — the family is secretly relocated to an unknown MAMA bunker. 2060: nuclear war; the Polyák family (Csaba, Fruzsi, Bence, Dóri) entered cryo in a MAMA-class bunker.

The girls walk the desert Earth, searching for the family bunker by bunker. If you are reading this, the signal has reached you.

The crew · Vespera-7

Seven voices, one frequency.

manifest · 07 / 07 alive

OP · 01

Aika

Squad leader · kitsune · CORE7 operator

“Find them. Two words. I've spent 300 years parsing them.”

SCT · 02

Akari

Scout · hot-tempered, combative

“I lowered the rifle. The drone was doing its job.”

BIO · 03

Hina

Botanist · oasis-finder

“Real water, real green. I sat for a full day before I went back.”

ANA · 04

Komi

Analyst · coder · MAMA-net signal research

“I do not say this out loud until I am certain.”

ARC · 05

Miyu

Archive-keeper · supervisor

“I am the keeper. Someone has to be.”

GRD · 06

Rika

Sentinel · kitsune · Aika's sister · blonde

“Two more nights of patrol before we breach.”

QM · 07

Yui

Cook · machine-empath

“Forty-ninth batch. It works.”

Current heading

NW · 2.5 km/h

Crew position

51.40° · 13.28°

Next site

Old Berlin approach

ETA 39.7 h

MAMA pings

3,855

bunkers logged

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Frame of the day

Aika's blue hair stands out as she kneels beside Rika, who sits against the wall. The dimly lit hallway, with its peeling green paint and rusty metal, seems to whisper the weight of their journey. Aika's hands, stained with the dirt of countless days, gently wrap a bandage around Rika's wrist, a gesture of care in a world where survival is a daily battle. The silence between them is a testament to their bond, forged in the harsh realities of their quest.

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Episode of the day

Pair Dynamics II

Yui and Akari — kitchen and quiet strength. Akari and Hina — wordplay over the smell of green. Yui and Rika — one beetle fewer, two laughs.

Latest stories · 6

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Yui · Resurrecting the Machine

In the year 2326, the Vespera crew finds themselves in a dimly lit, abandoned bunker, the air thick with the scent of rust and decay. The only sound is the fain

Yui · Resurrecting the Machine

In the year 2323, the Vespera crew finds themselves in a long-abandoned industrial facility, the air thick with the scent of rust and decay. The only sound is t

Yui · Resurrecting the Machine

In the year 2323, the Vespera crew finds themselves in a dimly lit, abandoned garage on the outskirts of a once-thriving city, the air thick with the scent of d

Yui · Resurrecting the Machine

In the year 2326, the Vespera crew finds themselves in a long-abandoned industrial facility, the air thick with the smell of rust and decay. The dimly lit space

Photorealistic Batch

The year is 2326, and the Vespera crew finds themselves in a desolate, post-war landscape, surrounded by endless dunes of sand and rock. The sun dips below the

Photorealistic Batch

In the year 2276, the Vespera crew navigates the desolate expanse of a post-war world, the control room's dimly lit atmosphere a stark contrast to the harsh, su

WORLD · today

Golden haze descends, sandstorms swirling in furious dance, temperature a scorching 110 degrees. Burnt orange sky bleeds into twilight, winds whispers secrets to the dunes.

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noise 1d

A low, pulsing hum, barely perceptible to the human ear, was captured by CORE7's sensitive instruments today, its source and significance unknown, leaving an unsettling sense of unease in its wake. The sound, which has been likened to a distant, mournful sigh, has been looping in irregular intervals, defying identification and sparking a growing sense of unease among those who have heard its haunting, sub-audible tones.

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discovery 2d

In the stillness of the oasis, a crew member unearthed a worn, silver locket, its delicate chain tangled around a withered palm frond, a whispered promise of memories yet to be unearthed. The locket's cracked face revealed a faded portrait, a glimpse of smiles and laughter that seemed to whisper tales of a life before the desolation, a beacon of hope in this fragile haven.

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