Puyallup

There’s always a haze in the air, a constant acrid smell from either the occasional wisps of volcanic ash from “Smokin’ Rainier” or the vapors of toxins bubbling to the surface. You only get used to it as your smell receptors callous over. Aztlan has nothing on air quality compared to Puyallup. Then there is the silence. Granted, most of the population is gathered in urban pockets here and there but besides that there’s no constant electrical hum, no bustling traffic, no flashy, gimmicked advertisements holo-cast from every street corner. Puyallup has been on an economic death spiral for quite a while. Lone Star has been designated by law enforcement as Class E and Class Z neighborhoods, where it’s easier on the paperwork to just shoot first. Puyallup's people are the overlooked, the SINless, the outcast; no one is going to any effort to get their attention nor care about their demographic. Big corporations aren’t investing time or products in Puyallup, hence the silence. Sure, there have been a few promises from corporations to build there, but nothing of worth has been done. Now people are focused on Meeker Park, the construction of a new urban park west of downtown Puyallup.

The Matrix is a joke, a patchwork of old hosts, pirated LTG hardlines, and a hodgepodge of wireless devices that may or may not be there on a given day. While it was rough in the old days to hack from, the Matrix network from the barrens is endearingly called the Briar Patch, as you may get dumped if you don’t know the landscape.

In the absence of law enforcement, tribal gangs and organized crime divide and control various urban parts of this district. Local government mainly stays in their lane, which generally means downtown Puyallup, though work is prioritized according to bribes offered. Every freeway that borders the district screams not to take an exit into Puyallup. xGuide warns drivers with a stern notice that it cannot help you within the district, which is pretty much true given that any streetlight or road charger has been cannibalized years if not decades ago, leaving crumbling asphalt barely recognizable as a road. Oh, and word to the wise - if your car suddenly has xGuide and tells you how to get out, don’t follow; if you’re lucky, it’s some gang wanting your vehicle for parts.

Outside those urban pockets, crumbling infrastructure is being reclaimed by vegetation tortured and twisted by the toxic soil in poetic vengeance. You have ash fields and lava flows and parts of what was the Puyallup river are thick with sludge and mud geysers spewing a steaming cocktail that can melt your face off six different ways. Helicopter tours are available. It’s a no-man’s land where you have to protect what you have from pretty much everything. There’s always swarms of quakes, more so since the Twins. The locals have gotten used to the occasional rattle. Science-brains think it’s magma movements like Yellowstone. Magic-brains think it’s bad mojo like Yellowstone. Maybe they are both right.

People of Puyallup live a hard life, but they are not all bad—look at how many have clawed their way out. Polite people consider Puyallup a melting pot of metahumans and culture but in reality, it’s primarily a steaming pile of refuse. Since 2009, you’ve had displaced NAN internment camps followed by people displaced by the NAN with a little volcanic eruption in between, then metahuman quarantine camps followed by the Night of Rage. Decades of miserable people with nowhere to go came into Puyallup. But it didn’t stop there. Layers of undesirable, petty criminals, and the Ork Underground have been dropped here as if it were a cheaper than prison. And it’s not just the Seattle metroplex that does this. The bordering nations think Puyallup is a perfect place to make it somebody else’s problem. Tír bastards have been throwing people out because of heritage or caste for decades.

But with all that heat and pressure, we should come out all diamonds, right? Survive long enough, and nothing will phase you. Live long enough, and you’ll become fond of Puyallup. The people here are pretty good sorts and have some smarts to make a living. It’s the gangs and the reputation of Puyallup in general that does a disservice to those diamonds.

And as they say: “At least it’s not Redmond!”

Major Neighborhoods

Carbonado

Before the Ghost Dance War, at the turn of the century, Carbonado was the site of the "Resource Rush of 2000." The long-closed Crocker Mines opened again, mining coke and coal, and adding fracking for oil and natural gas. Huge gravel and sand pits opened up for construction material. Lots of facilities and company housing were built, as the population quadrupled in a decade and business was successful.

Much of the Carbonado area was quickly made up of small mining-company towns along the Carbon River Valley towards Mt. Rainier.

Unfortunately it was all short-lived, as fifteen years later Rainier’s eruption wiped out much of the timber harvesting and created geological instabilities for any mining attempts. Today, on the surface, old coal slag heaps tower over the town like ancient burial mounds. Toxic runoff has collected in the sand pits, creating beautiful and dangerous colored lakes.

Carbonado’s population has been predominantly ork since 2039, when many of them fled central Seattle after the Night of Rage, taking up residence in some of the empty houses and company apartments, as well as taking over the abandoned mine complexes. Orks have been finding their way here since 2022, however, with a few orks in Carbonado actually being fourth generation Carbonado-born.

Much of the population has adapted to living in the mines, restoring and scavenging equipment. Everything from buses to cargo containers has been moved below to create a stabilized community space. There is still coal mining going on in town, though it’s much more dangerous now with paracritters moving into some parts of the area. Other squatters and refugees have also moved into Carbonado, too, providing their own form of danger.

Graham Cracker City

Originally Graham, this city used to be a quiet rural neighborhood with moose watching and wine drinking as the main occupations.

Then the Resource Rush cash flow urbanized the place with fancy glamping stations, a few condos to watch Mt. Rainier, and a lot of local wines. Then you got the whole apocalyptic view of Mt. Rainier from one of those condos as the pyroclastic cloud just missed the town.

Eventually, fires and ash choked out the grapevines, and much of what attracted the tourists was lost.

Desperation turned to the criminal elements of Seattle. The Yakuza was more than willing to finance that desperation with bunraku parlors, mystical drugs from the east, and various gambling houses filling up Graham Cracker City like it was an empty bucket. It was a popular stop from Downtown to get a little dirty over the weekend and do something you'd rather not remember.

Then the Cracker crumbled. A good jolt happened over the weekend in 2043 and either a methane pocket or gas leak sparked and Meridian Avenue East in the middle of Graham popped open, damaging all the fronts and killing a good amount of people.

With no Yakuza to respond (due to the purge of 2043), gangs descended on the various remaining chem labs and bio-plants, taking advantage of what remained of Graham’s city infrastructure and Yakuza inventory to build what is now known as Graham Cracker City.

It’s been a crazy town of designer drugs, the people who make them, and the people who use them ever since.

Hell's Kitchen

The Mowich Lava Flow is Puyallup’s most distinctive feature, formed by the rivers of lava that poured down from Mt. Rainier, wiping out everything in their path. Eventually the lava flow cooled and hardened into kilometers of endless barren black rock. The lava flow pushed the Puyallup River out of its former bed, flooding a lot of the low-lying areas with toxic grey mud. Large amounts of water were drawn underground, where they formed pockets of boiling mud or steam geysers on the surface of the lava plain. The river eventually settled into a new course, although it’s still shallow and floods sometimes during the late winter and early spring.

Always looking to turn disaster into profit, several corporations saw opportunities to build geothermal power plants on the lava fields. Several projects were approved but the Crash of ’29 wiped out their funding and, often, the companies sponsoring them. So the lava flats are dotted with the rusting hulks of half-completed structures, some of them taken over and used as way stations or shelters. In the winter the old thermal stacks still belch out steam, attracting wildlife to the snow-free grasses and moss in the pockets of crumbling stone.

This collection of rusting generators and concrete skeletons are now known as Hell’s Kitchen.

There are no permanent residents but seasonal camps and waystations are here along with a helicopter pad from Hell’s Kitchen Tours and Ashland Air Services. Besides the thrill-seekers, you have shamans looking for telesma and mineral prospectors coming here at various times of the year.

The rest are either tourists enjoying the stark beauty of the lava flows (often from a safe distance) or smugglers making their way across the desolation to or from the border, avoiding the automated monitoring stations and patrol drones.

Hope

Between the 7 and 161 lies Hope. The abandoned campground is now a maze of derelict tractor trailers, cabins, old refugee tents and prefab apartment modules leftover from the boom days of Trashtown. Hope has no road access, electricity, or even a mailbox.

People have come here because they have lost hope and wish to avoid being found.

This is about the darkest place for metahumanity in the barrens. Hunger is prevalent, as squatters fight for scraps from one of the unregistered soy plants off the 161 or forage the surroundings for themselves.

Rats and other dangerous pests scurry around the camp, even daring to challenge a metahuman for their meal.

Diseases like P-Lung, Haunta, and WNV-24 are unavoidable, as people can’t afford a simple air filter, let alone medical treatment.

Loveland

Located along the western border of the district, near Route 7, the city of Loveland merged with the city of Spanaway to become the second-densest urban sprawl in the Puyallup district (the first being Puyallup itself). As such, Loveland is one of the most densely populated and most violent areas of the Puyallup Barrens.

It’s filled with squatters, pushers, thieves, gangers, and sex workers. Most of them peddle their wares to off-duty soldiers from nearby Fort Lewis, but they're more than happy to play ball with any visitor as long as they have the cred.

There are legitimate-looking establishments between Pacific Avenue East and B Street East to attract off-duty soldiers - bars, restaurants, pawn shops, motels, etc. - but these are haunted by squatters and thieves hustling for a share of the action.

Above all of this is a subtle battle between the Yakuza and Mafia over who owns or controls the businesses in the area.

East and south of B Street East, the pretty façade falls away to reveal a shanty town built on the remains of the old settlements, filled with the homeless, the addicts, and the SINless. There’s more violence here, as gangs fight to control territory and see who can run errands for organized crime.

The Yakuza and the Mafia have been fighting over control of Loveland for years, mostly through the proxies of various gangs they arm and supply, who run their errands and sell their drugs, chips, and other contraband. Neither syndicate has devoted the resources to overwhelm their opposition in Loveland, so instead its become a low-simmering subtle battle over who owns or controls the businesses in the area.

A lot of the go-gangs in Loveland work for either the Mafia or the Yakuza. They provide outriders and distractions for their smuggling operations (Loveland is a major point on the Route 7 smuggling route), or else they track and raid smugglers like packs of wild dogs following a herd, usually drawing a syndicate reprisal from a rival gang if they get caught.

Meeker Park

Meeker Park is a large project south of Meeker on 12th Street Southeast started by Governor Potter. In the years since becoming governor she has put the most political dollars on the line for the district than anyone has before her.

While it may look like a 160-acre SOTA commercial park, it has much more potential: if it succeeds, Puyallup can see financial improvement as a small-business-friendly district. This type of improvement could propagate out with new cash to rebuild/renew more areas and start local businesses and improved housing. Already, Mayor Lon Campa has announced new housing that will be built adjacent to Meeker Park.

The groundwork for Meeker Park is done and prefab buildings are plopped into place as pretty as you please. Currently, its just a few new green areas, community gardens, commercial offices, and other accompanying buildings.

At night, 12th street glows with streetlamps and holos, with all the AROs leading you to Meeker Park. Here’s the real meaning of this place to the park’s neighbors: they walk home on 12th street after dark.

Tourists may not want to “Do the Puyallup,” but the new SOTA facilities, cheap rent, and even cheaper labor in Meeker Park are of interest to several small businesses wanting to get away from the bigger corporations.

Because of all the political currency invested in this project, both the Mafia and Yakuza are taking a hands-off approach, reining in the go-gangs from the area as they hope to attract new clients.

Neon K City

Neon K City was once the town of Electron. It had a boom year of building a coal-fired plant along with the large hydroelectric plant, supplying power to the greater part of Seattle.

Then Mt. Rainier erupted in 2017. A massive mudflow clogged the reservoir and flooded the plant.

Like in Hell’s Kitchen, the town of Electron tried geothermal generators and like Hell’s Kitchen the companies went bankrupt during the Crash of '29. The town refused to die, however. They invested time and effort in keeping the generators going, which got them time to retrench the plant, adapting to the new path of the river.

In the late 2030s, Electron had an influx of refugees and cheap labor that in turn attracted more criminal elements. The town’s name changed from Electron to Neon Killing, as the city boasted their control of electricity with neon signs everywhere. Even to the edge of town, they had powered streetlamps to lure anyone passing by.

Neon attracted deckers, as it was one of the only places in Puyallup with a strong Matrix connection. While the full name of the town is Neon Killing, that name fell out of favor with the locals, who shortened it to Neon City or Neon K; there’s still a large green neon K that can be seen from downtown.

Vivid displays of vices and entertainment are available for a small price. The dangerous part of Neon K City is where they tell you, “don’t worry about money, you can work off your debt. There’s plenty of jobs.” And then you’re in debt to the Yakuza, the Mob, or Mr. Angelo Salvador, the engineer who got all the plants running.

Orting Ash Wastes

No one remembers much of the town of Orting.

What wasn’t burned by the pyroclastic cloud was buried by three meters of ash slurry, leaving remnants of brick or concrete sticking out of the land like headstones.

The high content of sulfur and legacy toxic runoff has blighted the regrowth of trees and other vegetation for a few kilometers. Around them are prefab vat farms used by farmers who lost everything and now try to make a living on whatever is left on the land.

Many have turned to microbes and chemistry. Troughs and barrels of colored liquids leach minerals from the soil, converting them into alternative fuels or sugars for alternative foods. Strange obelisks embedded in the earth use soil microbes to power lights or purify water.

The whole place looks otherworldly. Still, people there are scraping by, paying protection money to gangs to try to stay safe.

Puyallup City

The Puyallup neighborhood sits near the junction of Tacoma and Auburn, bordered by the 512 and remains largely middle-class, clean and safe by the standards of the rest of the district.

Puyallup’s district government is housed in the District Hall here, along with most of its (legitimate) businesses. The neighborhood and the district government do their best to fight perceptions of Puyallup as a lost cause and to bring business and tourism into the district.

The brick-and-mortar neighborhoods have seen better days. While considered cleaner and wealthier than other parts of the district, the ebb and flow of wealth from the syndicates during the mob wars has taken its toll.

Corruption and bribes have disproportionally maintained parts of the city and facilities in favor of the Gianelli Mafia or the Kenran Kai.

The southside has more abandoned businesses, which are now occupied by squatters or gangs.

Soy Route 161

Foodstuffs have always been expensive.

Corporate competition means there’s not enough meat and soy on the bone to meet the full demand. So along Route 161, you have many little businesses growing and processing soy without oversight. Some are little more than a few cargo containers with a hydroponic lab in between.

The soy may contain more than just soybeans, but when they’re starving, those living in Puyallup take what they can get.

Apparently not all those soy farms on the 161 are farms, though. Some are honey traps for Tamanous organ legging. No one is going to miss some SINless who were breaking into a business, after all.

Tarislar

In the secluded area between Silver Lake and Hart’s Lake lies the majority of Puyallup’s elf population, just near the southern tip of the district.

They fled from the fires and mobs of the Night of Rage, vowing they would never again trust humans. True to their word, the people of Tarislar keep their contact with outsiders to a minimum. A razor-wire fence and gated street tells the rest of the world they are not welcome, and those that wish entry need to either have pointed ears or plea their case to the gate guards.

Tarislar (Sperethiel for "remembrance") is a fairly rural town. Sure, the construction contains a lot of prefab structures but the components were shipped from Tír Tairngire, incorporating natural and rustic-looking features. A subgrid of batteries and powerplants keeps them self-sufficient and off the grid.

The place started out nice, almost like a day camp, as people waited on papers to live in the elven lands but time passed and politics started making the residents bitter. The sudden secession of Tir Tairngire from the Salish-Shidhe Council made the Sovereign Tribal Council distrustful of elves and they were refused passage across Tribal Land into the Sinserach or Tir Tairngire.

That was some time ago, but elves are long-lived and remember the slight made against them - it is Tarislar, after all. Eventually Tir Tairngire did open up to immigration but the elven homeland’s visa policy has always been arcane and while some elves in Tarislar were allowed to emigrate, others were refused for no apparent reason.

Then the whole ideal soured as the “perfect” lands of the Tír started exiling elves to Tarislar. Elven exiles are generally accepted here, although some see “fallen” elves from the Land of Promise as either easy prey or targets for their misplaced anger.

Over time, more cheap buildings popped up, power couldn’t keep up with demand, and the Tarislar sprawl gave rise to the Ancients, who have redirected their anger against anyone else. It also gave rise to a much more organized criminal syndicate, the Laésa.

These days, the main drag still manages to hold onto a major security contract with Knight Errant (one of the few in the metroplex) and behind the razor-wire gates things are rural, a little poor, but in that "charming elfy way" that people expect when they think of an elven enclave thanks to the city's focus on living with nature rather than against it.

Tthe people of Tarislar are hard-working folk with calloused hands, some of which have fallen from grace but have managed to hang on in one of the only places in Puyallup that feels like it has hope, even as the population has exploded in the past decade, bringing with it a great many issues.

Trashtown

Just west of Graham Cracker City, Frederickson was once a serious industrial site.

Corporations like Federated-Boeing had contracts there. Water, sand, gravel, and home electronics were all prepared there. There was so much business that the landfills were filling up fast, so they just started dumping trash in the old gravel pit next door.

Prefab housing was a lucrative business and Fredrickson did big business, as making and obtaining parts was as easy as walking across the street.

Then, like every other sad story in Puyallup, Rainier happened.

The pyroclastic cloud that missed Graham hit the mountains of landfill. If you've ever seen the spell Hellblast cast then you’ll understand what happened next. The greenish explosion from the dump etched outlines of victims into the ferrocrete.

Fredrickson became known as Trashtown as the corporations abandoned many businesses, leaving a literal flaming pile behind.

Kenston Aircraft Interiors eventually reopened, becoming one of the only major manufacturers in Puyallup.

Places of Interest

Hotels

Loveland Bump & Sleep

Type: Hotel

Rating: ★

Price: ¥30

Location: 204th Street East & 14th Avenue Eat, Loveland

Description: A former mid-range hotel turned into a brothel by the Mafia, run by members of the Gianelli Family.

It’s fairly low-frills and “old school” as such places go, although they do get in more than the average number of elf girls, for the guys who like that type. It’s also noteworthy that the hotel is some eighteen floors, but the business only seems to take up about ten or so.

Word is the Gianellis also use the Bump & Sleep as a temporary warehouse to store contraband they’re smuggling into the city across the border or moving out into tribal lands. That sometimes includes people being moved in or out of the metroplex and anyone the family wants to keep out of sight.

Puyallup Lodge

Type: Hotel

Rating: ★

Price: ¥15

Location: 102nd Avenue East & 104th Street East, Graham Cracker City

Description: Built during one of the attempts to revive Puyallup in the 2030's, this hotel went up on a waste dump site which later leaked toxic gases, which eventually closed the place down.

Some clever entrepreneur decided to deal with the problem by mostly gutting the interior and replacing the rooms with sleep coffins, two to a room, with their own air-filter systems, leaving the windows open to “air out” the interior (such as it is). This gives the Lodge just the kind of post-apocalypse ambiance folks in Puyallup have come to expect.

Still, the prices are fairly cheap, you can pay in cash or certified credit, and nobody asks any questions.

Meeker Park Hotel

Type: Hotel

Rating: ★★

Price: ¥75

Location: East Main Avenue & 12th Street Southeast, Meeker Park

Description: One of Meeker Park's new additions - as if that narrows it down - is a six-story hotel that offers everything you might expect it to offer with staff who aren't in the business of trying to rob you or sell you something like the more rural and seedier parts of Puyallup.

The security, too, seems to take things seriously. It may not be a great place to go for smugglers or criminals but that is largely the point of Meeker Park as a neighborhood and this hotel exists to reinforce the comfortable middle-class ideals of Puyallup City without any of the decades of grime that have accumulated.

Motel Puyallup

Type: Motel

Rating: ★★

Price: ¥90

Location: 1412 South Meridian, Puyallup City

Description: Nestled in the heart of Puyallup City, Motel Puyallup is a fairly straightforward, three-story motel with sixty rooms that caters to any and all visitors to Puyallup City as well as anyone just happening to be driving up or down I-161 needing a break.

In walking distance of Meeker Park and most of Puyallup City's amenities, its an extremely popular motel - and its priced accordingly.

The rooms themselves are fairly cozy, and the third floor consists of one bedroom extended stay rooms with kitchens.

Neon Kubes

Type: Hotel

Rating: ★

Price: ¥25

Location: Orville Road East, Neon K City

Description: The furthest southern cube hotel in the Seattle metroplex, the Neon Kubes sits in a blocky, skinny building eight stories high.

The first floor is the lobby, where you can book your room unless you already did so on the Matrix. Here they have a few vending machines filled with usual prepackaged soyfoods and beverages for those staying here that can be put in the microwave up on the second floor or eaten cold.

With the microwave on the second floor is a recreation area, complete with a tridscreen that's bolted to the wall behind a plexiglass case and a few dozen old screamsheets and books that are mostly there so people can while away their boredom. The other half of the floor has the toilets and showers, both of which cost nuyen to use.

The rest of the floors are relatively private rows of coffin beds with dodgy air conditioning and not enough veniliation to get rid of the last tenat's stink. The sheets are flats, so you'll never find yourself with an issue of hygiene but there are much better places to stay - and worse, too!

Frederickson Inn

Type: Hotel

Rating: ★★

Price: ¥75

Location: 40th Avenue East & 180th Street East, Trashtown

Description: A standard 16-room, two-story hotel with better-than-average security when compared to the depressed squats of Trashtown nearer to the Kenston Aircraft Interiors factory.

Despite the overwhelmingly depressive visage on the building's back end of several people whose shadows were burned into the ferrocrete during Mt. Rainier's eruption, the Frederickson Inn surprisingly doesn't have the manasphere of flaming hellhound drek.

The pool is long-since filled up with crusted pyroclastic ash older than the people who live here and they have a pit behind that which is used to burn garbage but that's just the Puyallup charm.

Factory inspectors, relatives of workers, and Federated-Boeing employees are the usual tenants of the Frederickson Inn.

Restaurants

Crockett's Public House

Type: American-Style Pub

Cost: ¥¥

Location: East Pioneer & 14th Street Southeast, Puyallup City

Description: A local watering hole for most of Puyallup City's middle class, Crockett's Public House is an American-style pub that serves a variety of fried foods that fit under the "pub food" umbrella from Aztlan, American, and Salish cuisine but regardless of what dish you get you'll be given hearty portions, quality food, and surprisingly little filler for something found in Puyallup.

Of particular note are the Aztlan-style elote, sloppy joe sandwiches, and lobster deviled eggs.

Drunk Tank

Type: Izakaya

Cost: ¥

Location: 19321 Mountain Highway East, Loveland

Description: While it does serve alcohol, Drunk Tank acts as Loveland's premier izakaya when its so late that wandering anywhere on foot gets dicey. Its large, inviting marquee and promise of savory fried foods draw in sailors, mercenaries, gangers and the odd civilian while they wait near the well-lit bus stop in front of it to be picked up.

Like a siren's song, Drunk Tank always wins. Its even the first stop for many, especially yakuza and yakuza-affiliated gangers who are "off duty" because of its soykaraage, edamame, yakitori, and variety of tofu dishes that it serves alongside imported Japanese beers and sake.

Mrs. Turner's

Type: Breakfast Restaurant

Cost: ¥

Location: 701 East Main Avenue, Puyallup City

Description: Mrs. Turner's is a breakfast, brunch, and lunch joint that makes a killing off of Puyallup City workers and has exploded recently thanks to all the construction across the Puyallup river with Governor Potter's Meeker Park project.

Its only open from six in the morning until one in the afternoon and they've also commited to being closed on Sunday just to give their employees a break.

Mrs. Turner's is named after the original owner, whose long since passed, but the establishment has stayed in the family and stood tall since before the Ghost Dance War.

Powerhouse Restaurant & Brewery

Type: American Restaurant

Cost: ¥¥

Location: 454 Main Avenue, Puyallup City

Description: The Powerhouse is built in an old power building and even after sixty years of that same decor it hasn't seen the need to update that, nor the enormous copper vats where they keep their locally-brewed alcoholic beverages.

It's another one of the many middle class businesses in the core of Puyallup City but it does offer clean sightlines to wide, open windows and some comfortable booths where you can have your back to a wall. The beer is actually quite good, too, but the food itself is mostly average "bar" food other than the famous "Fire Pasta," which is fried soychicken bites, linguini noodles, broccoli, parmesan, and chili flakes tossed in their house Famous Fire Sauce.

SoyKafé

Type: Cafe

Cost: ¥¥

Location: 23rd Avenue Southeast & 9th Street Southeast, Puyallup City

Description: When you copy the best, you usually need to make sure you do it well. SoyKafé is effectively a Soybucks copycat, although it lacks any of the resources that Soybucks might have.

Its first location and headquarters is in Puyallup City but there are other locations all about Puyallup and even a few in Auburn. The Loveland location is its second-most profitable for people coming out of the many vice dens and needing a strong cup of soykaf to clear their head or a cheap pastry or sandwich to get some energy back.

They're open 24/7 and the staff has an uncanny loyalty to SoyKafé, taking every opportunity to speak about how great the benefits are - and for Puyallup they're fantastic but to get them you need to pull 50 or 60 hour weeks.

The Bishop's Corpse

Type: American Restaurant

Cost: ¥

Location: 224th Street East & I-161, Graham Cracker City

Description: The Bishop’s Corpse is a small family restaurant, a Puyallup fixture for many years.

Owner Earl Saenz contributes to a lot of charitable causes in the district, including running a soup kitchen for those in need of a hot meal (and a place to eat it).

This not only makes him popular with the locals, but also means he knows a great deal about what is going on in Puyallup. For a “charitable donation” he’s sometimes willing to share what he knows, or to arrange some introductions.

The Electron

Type: Salish Restaurant

Cost: ¥

Location: Electron Road East, Neon K City

Description: Located inside an old one-story prefab, The Electron styles itself as the metroplex's last eatery along Orville Road East before you need to pull into the Salish border checkpoint.

It isn't remarkable for much, sitting just on the outskirts of Neon K City means it lacks a lot of the pizzazz and ostentatious bang that Neon K itself has but in its place is genuinely good food served well by an ex-Wildcat who doesn't like to talk about their past.

The Electron is also frequented pretty regularly by the Puyallup Ranger thats stationed in Neon K City and is the premier place to swap gossip over fry bread.

Twenten's

Type: American Restaurant

Cost: ¥

Location: Kapowsin Highway & I-161, Graham Cracker City

Description: It’s processed soy just like mom used to make... or would have, if she cooked. Anyway, Jeannette “Jenny” Twenten dishes out the soy at a price that makes her place haute cuisine by Puyallup standards. She’s been running the place for over twenty-five years and shows no signs of slowing down in spite of being in her nineties.

Although many comment on her amazing vitality, Mrs. Twenten seems to shrug it off, usually with the comment “everybody has their time.” While she is a gifted shaman (who managed to send a few mafiosi packing more than once when they tried to lean on her), magic doesn't seem to be responsible for her uncanny vitality.

She also looks after her neighborhood's magically gifted kids, and even taken a few under her wing.

Bars & Clubs

Howlin' Good Time

Type: Bar

Location: 108th Street East & 202nd Avenue East, Ponderosa Estates

Description: This is a country-and western bar where some locals like to blow off steam nights and weekend. They do live music, line dancing, barbeques, the works. The owner, "Ol’ Hoss" Metcalf, is in good with the district government and a fairly prominent local businessman, so he has some pull.

Metcalf and his cronies are also anti-metahuman bigots. Non-humans are not welcome in the bar and should only show up if they’re spoiling for a fight, since odds are they’ll get one. Most of the regulars at Howlin’ Good Time are at least Humanis sympathizers, if not outright members or supporters, and Hoss has a cache of weapons hidden away in the place, just looking for an excuse to use them on “trespassers.

Loveland Quinn's

Type: Nightclub

Location: 22nd Avenue East & National Park Highway, Loveland

Description: This venerable nightclub near Fort Lewis makes its living attracting and entertaining off-duty military personnel with credit to spend and appetites to satisfy.

Opened by an ork named Raymond Quinn, the place passed into the hands of Quinn’s widow, an ex-employee of his named Selma Quinn (formerly Selma Hartford), following Raymond’s death in 2059. Mrs. Quinn has owned the place since, although she usually leaves running it to her manager, Tomy Gallagher. Otherwise, Loveland Quinn’s is as it has always been: scantily clad waitresses, plentiful booze, and music and entertainment to while away the hours.

Master Blaster Tridarcade

Type: Barcade

Location: Orville Road East, Neon K City

Description: A huge, converted warehouse for larger-than-life trid entertainment complete with hot-sim support.

It’s the jewel of Salvadore’s businesses, which he boasts is independently powered by a methane biofuel produced by his own herd of wild swine.

Wild pulled pork sandwiches, a local delicacy, are available with drink purchase.

Off Camber Brewing

Type: Bar

Location: 6506 114th Avenue Court East, Meeker Park

Description: While technically only just a brewery, the revitalization project in Meeker Park had the brewers at Off Camber Brewing branch out - if just a little bit.

They don't really offer any food beyond pre-packaged nuts and crispy fried bits but they've set up a wide awning and a few dozen tables to cater to the curious of Puyallup City and the local residents - few as they are - of Meeker Park who want a safe, close place where they can sit and drink with their friends.

The Armadillo

Type: Bar

Location: 128th Street East & I-162, Puyallup City

Description: The Armadillo bar used to be a hot spot for Puyallup hackers and wannabes.

Theresa Smeland, the owner, offered private lessons in programming to any interested students who showed an aptitude and helped to set them up with hardware. She managed to walk the tightrope between the Mafia and Yakuza in the district, only to get taken down by Crash 2.0.

She lived on life support for years before the options ran out and died in a hospital a couple years ago.

With no heirs, the Armadillo was sold to help pay Theresa’s medical bills but a holding company bought it, refurbished it, and reopened it about a decade ago. It’s still in business, with a picture of Theresa prominently displayed behind the bar.

The new owners of the Armadillo are some of Terry’s former students, who have more than enough online savvy to set up the purchase. They continue to “pay it forward” by taking on baby hackers and even technomancers in the Barrens and teaching them which end of a jackpoint is up.

The Carbonado Saloon

Type: Bar

Location: 91 Pershing Avenue, Carbonado

Description: Not a lot of people tend to stay in Carbonado. The mines themselves are popular with smugglers and any legitimate travel to or from the Salish-Shidhe Council ends up driving on through the Burnett-Fairfax Highway - AKA I-165.

As Carbonado has had quite the shake-up recently with a Puyallup Ranger and the local gangs, the locals aren't too keen on travellers. If you ask nicely - or if you have tusks - they can and will offer you a room for the night for a decent rate but the saloon is first and foremost a place to drink hurlg and other strong drinks after a long day's work.

The Daisy Chain

Type: Nightclub

Location: Orville Road East, Neon K City

Description: A club appealing to melancholic young elves and those who wish they were, the Daisy Chain features elven-gothic design (much of it AR enhanced) and celto-goth fusion music, with a lot of slow, mournful pipes and strings, although you’ll find more upbeat tribal and house mixes on the weekends.

The club is at the center of the drug scene in this part of Puyallup and is the place where you can score various recreational pharmaceuticals - no chips or other digital highs for this crowd.

They like their hits “all natural.” Tempo is still popular, along with deepweed, laés, fairy dust, and other concoctions out of the Awakened lands

The Pit

Type: Bar

Location: 15th Avenue East, Loveland

Description: A raucous crustpunk bar known for its live performances that are nowhere near Underworld 93 material.

Almost everyone who performs at The Pit will never make it big, most don't even record an EP or album. As long as they have enough nuyen to buy a decent synthboard and a guitar or two they can play The Pit.

Too greasy and poor to attract any criminal syndicates (beyond yakuza and mafia-affiliated drug dealers, which are allowed to fly free as butterflies in The Pit) the bar itself is a supposed neutral area for anyone but Humanis, likely due to the owned by "The Trolldozer," an ex-Urban Brawl jock from the 2060's.

The Greased Dragon

Type: Bar

Location: 25th Court East, Loveland

Description: Run by a surly motorjock named Slick, the Greased Dragon caters to everyone and anyone who comes to the rebuilt Spanaway Speedway and actually likes the damn racing. Doesn't matter if its Combat Biking, stock cars, or drones, the Greased Dragon is right nearby and filled with enthusiasts who, unlike a lot of sports joints, aren't going to get into a riot or fight if their sports team loses.

It goes without saying that whenever there's a race going on at Spanaway that this place is packed to the gills (which means every night is at capacity) and the drinks themselves clearly have a "homemade" quality to them unless you go for the beers on tap but its a popular and lucrative piece of new blood in Loveland.

The Retirement

Type: Bar

Location: 144th Street East & 126th Avenue East, Puyallup City

Description: Originally started by Calvin Holdass, a former metroplex government employee, The Retirement started out as something of an anti-metroplex hotspot as Holdass was fired after 30 years as a bureaucrat just a week before his retirement date.

He used to spend all of his days here digging up and spilling dirt on any and every city official he could imagine up regardless of who was Mayor of Puyallup or who was Governor of the Metroplex. Holdass' hate was truly equal opportunity and bipartisan. He made a habit of helping shadowrunners by divulging any sensitive information he could get regarding the government.

Holdass passed on from old age (he made it into his nineties, still as bitter as the day he was fired) just before independence was declared and the new owner jokes that the idea of Seattle getting one-up on the UCAS is what killed him.

Post-independence, The Retirement has become a sort of UCAS expatriat hangout. Those who were abandoned by the UCAS, or feel like they were abandoned, congregate here and they've started to make a tradition of an annual Neo-American Tribalist style July 4th celebration.

The Spirit Focus

Type: Jazz Lounge

Location: Spanaway-McKenna Highway & 208th Street, Loveland

Description: You can find Seattle’s finest jazz at this club near Fort Lewis and the SSC border.

The style is that of the intimate, smoky jazz clubs of the 20th century and the Spirit Focus is known for always having live performances.

Wealthy jazz enthusiasts (whether genuine connoisseurs or poseurs showing off how “cultured” they are) regularly patronize the club, some coming from as far away as California. The live performances and the club’s atmosphere also make it popular with the local Awakened crowd.

The Spirit Focus has a long standing agreement with the Yakuza to keep the peace in and around the club. Thus far, it hasn’t caused them any trouble with the other Seattle syndicates, who probably don’t want to start something in a place regularly packed with VIPs and their own private security.

Underworld 93

Type: Nightclub

Location: 4819 96th East, Puyallup City

Description: This converted ferrocrete warehouse may not look like much, but its bones are steeped in musical greatness. The old queen of the Seattle music venues, Underworld 93 has been booking the top musical acts for decades and an appearance at Underworld 93 is often one of the stepping-stones to mega-stardom.

Maria Mercurial. DarkVine. Jetblack. Shield Wall. CrimeTime. Melody Tyger.

All have played from the industrial stage of Underworld 93. The key attraction for these artists is acoustics. Sure, they souped up the lighting and sound with SOTA tech for an audience of 1,000 but during the rehearsal, the musician’s voice carries through the venue, accompanied by the echo of angels. The same can be said with CrimeTime’s thundering synth solo that reverberates through one’s soul.

The club may not seem like much to look at: a converted ferrocrete warehouse retaining many of the industrial elements of its initial design. Only the tall AR-enhanced marquee outside blazing its name, and the state-of-the-art sound and lighting system inside show the building’s current calling, but that is the way patrons of the 93 like it.

People don’t come here for drinks, food, or cushy seats. No one thinks twice about going into the barrens to hear music, as long as they’re going here. They sit on risers or benches or just stand and forget the rest of the world as musical tones wash over them. The club is always crowded and tickets go fast.

Attractions

Ashland Air Services

Type: Aerial Tours

Location: 7th Avenue Southeast & 12th Street Southeast, Puyallup City

Description: The direct competitor to Hell's Kitchen Tours, Ashland Air Services offers spectacular aerial tours of the lava fields and geysers of Hell's Kitchen and the splendid desolation of the Orting Ash Wastes.

On a clear day, you get a pretty fantastic view of with of Rainier and Salish-Shidhe territory to the south, which the Ashland Air Services pre-planned routes emphasize for their "wow" factor.

They do have a landing pad in the ash fields themselves (which is pretty well protected), but their offices are located in Puyallup City.

Cracker/Crocker Railway

Type: Transit Terminal

Location: Railway Avenue, Carbonado

Description: Passenger and cargo steam engine railway. Yes, you read that right. A steam engine. As in powered by coal.

The community of Carbonado has recently restored a section of the Pacific Rails into Graham Cracker City and got a steam locomotive to make a trip every other day between them.

Passenger price is twenty nuyen one way, with additional fees for carrying anything larger than a sidearm.

Denning Castle

Type: Private Compound

Location: 224th Street East, Graham Cracker City

Description: You’d think that a mage group would have occupied this place first but instead it’s a den of deckers.

Who wouldn’t want a place with its own moat, dungeon, wine cellar, and medieval village? The place was worse for wear with uneven wetlands now surrounding it.

With the addition of a 3 meter tall concrete wall around most of the property the place became well defended against trespassers. One of the towers has added satellite uplink capabilities for pirated broadcasts.

The weirdest part is that all the deckers do is call it the "Barony of Madrone" and broadcast medieval survival trids.

Drip Lightning Falls

Type: Ecological Disaster

Location: Mowich Lava Flow, Hell's Kitchen

Description: Fumaroles in the hillside along the southern edge of Mowich Lava Flow have killed off most of the vegetation and stained the soil white and yellow.

Somewhere deep below a coal seam is burning and at night you can see a blue glow from them. On particular foggy days, drip lightning falls spit up sulfuric slime burning a bright blue.

The whole hill is dangerous to approach due to the high levels of hydrogen sulfide and sulfur dioxide.

Euphoria Memorial

Type: Memorial

Location: 144th Street East, Soy-Route 161

Description: This memorial was made famous by the sim Against the Hive Masters.

The Strice Foods-Amber Gel facility has become a shrine to Euphoria and her music. The facility is still abandoned, though the first floor and surrounding grounds have been masterfully wired up with a larger-than-life trid projection of Euphoria and AROs of her music and photos projecting inside and out.

While the artist is unknown, the memorial art is simply called Euphoria.

Hell's Kitchen Tours

Type: Aerial Tours

Location: 214th Avenue East & Old Summer Buckley Highway, Auburn

Description: The Auburn-based Hell’s Kitchen Tours offers aerial tours of the Hell’s Kitchen area by helicopter or tilt-rotor vehicle, complete with optical enhancements allowing tourists to zoom in and get better views (and images) of sites on the ground.

They have a moderately-protected helipad in Puyallup itself but its only used in case of emergencies and a local spirit has a pretty decent gig protecting it from gangers who might want to steal something.

It’s a fairly open secret in the Seattle shadows that HKT pilots are willing to make discreet drop-offs and pick-ups out on the lava plains, if they’re paid extra for their trouble. The company has cleaned house a few times of any pilots violating their pre-filed flight plans, but the practice hasn’t stopped.

Larry's Kids Youth Center

Type: Youth Center

Location: Pioneer Way East & I-162, Puyallup City

Description: This large, five-story building is named after (and supposedly funded by) Larry Zincan, the ork Prince of Tír Tairngire.

Having been in limbo for years, it finally got traction as Seattle became independent. It is dedicated to the youth of Puyallup and serves as a school, art studio, music center, and sports arena.

Its proximity to Meeker Park helped developers cut through red tape that had it held up for so long.

Neon Lagoon

Type: Lagoon

Location: Lake Kaposwin, Neon K City

Description: Return water from the hydroelectric damn pours into deep lakes on the outskirts of town, where wild crawdads have managed to survive.

Fishermen come out at night with lanterns to attract them to the surface and catch them in their net. Seasoned with green salt, this is another local delicacy only available in Neon K City.

Ohop River & Lake

Type: Ecological Disaster

Location: Point Ohop, Ohop Lake

Description: These bodies of water are part of the defined southern border between Routes 161 and 165.

The river is slow and the terrain is littered with whatever could be pushed in.

After Rainier, the south-moving lahar pushed all the mud and debris as far as Ohop. Ohop Lake is home to bandits not the typical metahuman bandit, but the rodent kind.

Point Ohop holds a dozen colonies of them, filling abandoned houses with hoarded treasures.

Neighboring squatters try not to attract them, but bandit raids are inevitable if someone’s got something shiny

Orting Underground

Type: Squatter Village

Location: Washington Avenue North, Orting Ash Wastes

Description: Large pockets of space from buried barns, warehouses, schools, etc. created a catacomb of sorts beneath the ash field.

Transient squatters have found shelter here, through abandoned sewage tunnels or rappelling down via the “headstones.”

Orting’s dark and buried pockets have also attracted ghouls and the like, as it’s a close enough den for hunting in Puyallup.

Puyallup Landfill

Type: Landfill

Location: 78th Avenue East, Trashtown

Description: If it got lost it probably ended up here. Over a century of trash and personal debris has created these artificial hills on the east side of Trashtown.

The ash softens the edges while toxic gasses sometimes ignite over it, giving it a beautiful if hazardous scenic landscape.

The landfill isn’t as useful as Black’s Junkyard for vehicle parts, but residents can find many electronic components and antique trinket telesma. They may even dare to siphon and condense methane for fuel.

The Gianelli family sanitation business uses the site to cheaply dispose of trash, and they use that term broadly. While the mob is dangerous enough, the bigger threats are the toxic elementals that reside in the hills.

Route 7

Type: Smuggling Route

Location: Route 7, Loveland

Description: Route 7 is one of the direct smuggling routes into Seattle via land.

The Yakuza supply go-gangs as distractions, overwatch, and support for smugglers in exchange for a small percentage of the take.

If payment is not met, those gangs can become a pack of wild dogs to harry and raid smugglers.

Spanaway Speedway

Type: Race Track

Location: 25th Court East, Loveland

Description: For riggers and speed enthusiasts alike the speedway is a one-kilometer track that was revitalized as another place of entertainment and gambling in Loveland.

They put on full auto racing, combat biking, and even an occasional autoshow with street race competition (all supervised by Sottocapo Enzo Gianelli).

The Crocker Mines

Type: Abandoned Mines

Location: Carbonado Underground, Carbonado

Description: The Crocker Mines, to put their size into perspective, cover an area with a three-kilometer radius, with Carbonado at its heart.

Wilkins, Kravagna, Gem, Bernett, and so many other tunnel names worm their way through this area. With depths varying from ninety to three hundred meters, the Crocker mines are an ideal smuggling route into and out of the Seattle Metroplex.

Way too many exits to cover, and tons of rock to block tracking. You can rent/carve out a pocket of space to store stuff to wait for the heat to cool down if you don’t mind a little shaking. There’s a bit of a parking garage down there, with stolen cars collecting dust.

The Juggernaut

Type: Druidic Enclave

Location: Shaw Road, Puyallup City

Description: So there was this legend many years ago, almost a joke really, of a man crashing his car in Tacoma because he had to avoid an armadillo crossing the road. Mind you, there aren’t supposed to be armadillos in Washington, it’s just too cold.

But here, fifty years later, if you head southwest from Meeker, following the little creek across Shaw Road into the woods, I kid you not, you’ll find the remains of a juggernaut, ten meters of shell popping out of the earth. There might have been a lake here at some point but its long since dried up.

Best guess as to how it died is during the 2069 Mt. Rainier eruption, since that’s about the biggest thing around that could have done it without making the news.

A few druids have set up shop here in the grove with a few kiosks and a little speakeasy inside the damn thing.

Tomato Soup Spring

Type: Hot Spring

Location: Puyallup River, Hell's Kitchen

Description: This remnant bend of the Puyallup river transformed into a permanent hot spring instead of a mud geyser.

Red algae coat the surrounding rocks and float on the surface of the spring to give an appearance of thick tomato soup.

Ugly and probably dangerous amphibians thrive on the edges of the spring where the water isn’t scalding hot.

Government Buildings

McMillin Correctional Facility

Type: Correctional Facility

Location: Pioneer Way & 128th Street East, Puyallup City

Description: The usual jokes about a prison life in the Barrens being preferable to life in the Barrens aside, McMillin Correctional is a minimum security facility in several senses of the word.

It is run by a private firm subcontracted to Lone Star and well known as a revolving door for the district’s criminals, especially anyone with ties to the syndicates. The prison’s facilities and systems are outdated, poorly maintained, and prone to failure at any given time.

Puyallup District Courthouse

Type: Courthouse

Location: 10th Avenue Southeast & 13th Street Southeast, Puyallup City

Description: Puyallup City's aging courthouse isn't very notable - it processes all the criminals you'd expect to ensure that McMillin Correctional Facility is such a revolving door but the level of corruption inside this building truly is in a league of its own.

The attorneys, judges, and others who manage to upset the wrong parties usually end up in a dumpster somewhere.

Puyallup District Hall

Type: District Hall

Location: 7th Avenue Southeast & 13th Street Southeast, Puyallup City

Description: Puyallup City is as nice as Puyallup gets and sitting across the river from Meeker Park, the District Hall has never been busier.

You can regularly find members of the local criminal fraternities dropping by to “pay their respects” and to make requests of the government. The supposedly elected officials of Puyallup dance to the tune of whichever mob enforcer applies the carrot and the stick the best.

Businesses

Archie's

Type: Novelty shop

Location: 8th Avenue East & 10th Avenue East, Loveland

Description: This shop in Loveland is a Seattle institution, purveyors of joke and novelty items for decades. From T shirts to funny props (both real and AR projections) to “genuine spy gear,” you can find all sorts of things at Archie’s.

It’s now in it’s hundredth year with one of the weirdest warehouse/manufacturing sites. They have Office Possum drones, rubber chickens, rubber cockatrices, bigfoot shoes, bento boxes, retro t-shirts (there’s a whole product line dedicated to the sasquatch musician Hairy Krishna), “genuine” spy gear, devil rat chia and succulent pots, and a fair amount of other odd stuff produced over the years that’s waiting in the warehouse for the perfect buyer (which they hope is you).

Prices are reasonable, and the staff is friendly and helpful.

Black Junk Yards

Type: Salvage Yard

Location: 234th Avenue East, Orting Ash Wastes

Description: Black’s is a decent place to come looking for parts, especially vintage and out-of-date stuff. They’ll usually let you hunt among the wrecks for things if they don’t know where to find what you want. Lately, they’ve been tagging new acquisitions with RFIDs so if you want to find, say, a transmission from a 2051 Phaeton, the AROs can point you right to it. They’re also usually willing to haggle on price, although they drive a hard bargain.

A giant maze of stacked and crushed vehicles, parts, and salvaged scrap metal. There are six huge compactors, plus magnetic cranes, conveyors, and sifters to separate the ferrous metals from aluminum, glass, and plastic; all of which are sorted, packed, and shipped to recycling centers and factories around Seattle.

The junkyard has been collecting and hauling bits and pieces of Puyallup for decades, with no real end in sight. Since they pay for usable scrap, the place has never lacked for scavengers willing to collect it. Some of the vehicles that end up at Black’s are stolen, but few questions get asked.

The yard is fenced off, protected with monowire and sensors that pick up minute electrical disruptions from somebody touching the fence for more than a second or two. They used to keep vicious guard dogs around the place but lately someone has been putting together a lot of second-hand drones to patrol the grounds at night to keep out the trash-rats and other scavengers

Carbonado Shrooms

Type: Farm

Location: 3rd Street Northwest & Pershing Avenue, Carbonado

Description: Macro protein your way - white, brown, or glowing!

One of the legit exports from Carbonado are the mushrooms, Carbonado Schrooms recently went "legit" not long after independence and has been shipping mushrooms all throughout the metroplex and even abroad thanks to their dedicated love of healthy, happy proteins.

They're also a huge reason why the Carbonado residents are so healthy compared to other Puyallup residents in a similiar situation - businesses just like this one provide stable, safe employment and a handful of snacks with each shift.

Those who don’t want to mine can find work picking mushrooms or protecting the subterranean rooms from foraging tribes of agropelters, birdmen, etc.

Douglas Composites

Type: Factory

Location: 176th Street East, Trashtown

Description: Douglas Composites was built to manufacture carbon-fiber panels and frames, which were ideal for Fredrickson’s prefab home models. It was abandoned sometime after Rainier's eruption like most things Puyallup, though.

About a half decade ago a local mechanic named Slick moved in and made it ground zero for the Asphalt Collective while, next door, his partner Drake opened up a bar.

Slick got about a tenth of the facility working on manufacturing smaller pieces such as car and motorcycle parts and that was enough to trade for gang security. It was a sweet gig and seemed poised to expand until Slick moved up to Loveland with his business partner and opened a bar.

A few days later, Federated-Boeing took back the Douglas Composites building in Trashtown and got it operating fully.

They then fenced off the whole block of businesses, including Douglas Composites, an auxiliary power station, and a soy-pasta manufacturing plant and are pretty happy to shoot you if you trespass.

Graham Cracker Honey Wines

Type: Vineyard

Location: 210th Street East, Graham Cracker City

Description: In a failed attempt to create Crimson locally, the Yakuza brought some Awakened Dante bees for pollination. The bees escaped out into the wild after the Yakuza across the Seattle Metroplex purged all Koreans from their ranks in 2043.

Some bees managed to survive south of the city in the remains of “wine country” and thermal vents.

A few locals have managed to create an apiary to collect honey for brewing. What they got was what could be described as a knockoff Tír wine, complete with a dopamine stimulant.

GrubYum!

Type: Farm

Location: Williams Boulevard Northeast, Orting Ash Wastes

Description: Instead of dairy cows, Farmer Eldon turned to Witchetty Grubs. Feeding them a mix of soy and microbe-generated sugars makes them grow very fast and plump.

GrubYum! sells dried whole or powdered grubs on the black market, and their products are often found at the Crime Mall.

What Eldon doesn’t tell the customer is there is a mix of Awakened grub as well. It’s mainly as a security protection in case someone steals live grubs. If they grow up, instead of ghost moths, you get wraith moths. Wraith moths are not vegetarian.

Kenston Aircraft Interiors

Type: Factory

Location: 176th Street East & 38th Avenue East, Trashtown

Description: One of the various supply-chain manufacturers contracted to Federated-Boeing, this massive factory complex manufactures interior aircraft sections before delivering the components to an offsite Fed-Boeing location for final assembly.

Although they maintain sweatshop hours and wages, Kenston is still one of the few legitimate employers in Puyallup of any real size and the local government bends over back- wards to keep them here.

Almost everyone living in Trashtown works here. The Trashtown residents fight for as many sweatshop hours as possible, attempting to achieve living wages for their families.

Residences are basically shanties, with their own sprawl of squatters looking for employment.

Petrowski Farms

Type: Farm

Location: 22481 Country Drive East, Graham Cracker City

Description: Some people don’t give up, no matter what. For six generations, the Petrowski family has owned and operated their farm. Patrowski Farms is hundreds of acres of fields and greenhouses surrounded by three sets of chain-link and barbed wire fence.

They haven’t let eruptions, volcanic ash, fire, flood, or armed and hungry mobs drive them off their land. They still proudly sell their organic produce at the Pike Place Farmer’s Market as they have for more than a century now.

Their refusal to leave and their dedication to cultivating it year after year may have earned them the favor of land spirits associated with the farm. Certainly, there have been a number of “lucky” instances over the years, and their crops continue to do well, in spite of conditions elsewhere nearby.

The Crime Mall

Type: Shopping Mall

Location: 136th Street East & 122nd Avenue East, Puyallup City

Description: The once-legitimate business mall is the criminal mecca for every fence, arms dealer, and seller of illegal goods. While it’s not on the metroplex guided tour, everyone in the Seattle Shadows knows about the Crime Mall.

It’s 140,000 square meters over three stories and divided up into hundreds of shops. Rental fees are paid monthly to Anh Pham, Master of the Mall. Lone Star raids the place like clockwork, to the point that the big fish selling at the Crime Mall are conveniently out “checking inventory” and are never caught. Still, Lone Star gets enough arrests to meet their quota.

Navigating the mall requires some basic knowledge. There are three arms that goods are organized into. The first leg is knock-off brands, along with bootleg and salvaged goods. It’s closest to the freeway and is the most normal in appearance in case there’s an accidental tourist. The second leg is tattoos, piercings, and adjustments to augmentations. Not the full street-doc shop, but good enough for small additions. Same goes for the Decker Kiosk of software.

The third leg, just behind the food court of mostly resold Stuffer Shack items, has weapons, armor, and the usual really illegal gear. Shiny and Deadly are my two favorite adjacent shops. Shiny for the blades and Deadly for ammo that can be custom built on site.

Puyallup Aces Urban Brawl Club

Type: Urban Brawl Franchise

Location: 12th Avenue South & 21st Street Southeast, Puyallup City

Description: The Puyallup Aces are Seattle's newest franchise Urban Brawl team and also one of its poorest.

Owner of the team, Al "Ace" Parillo, funded the team in the late 2070's. There were rumors that he did so with illegal money and that he's part of the Bellini mafia family but no official ties to that exist beyond the odd rumor.

On paper, Parillo got the money for the venture through the car dealership he ran in the Seattle Metroplex. Off paper, it was partially bankrolled by several criminal syndicates who now have their own representatives on the Puyallup Aces board. The Aces don't have their own stadium, but why would they need one? They have the many abandoned ash-covered neighborhoods of Puyallup!

While it isn't dire straits for the Aces just yet, there is immense pressure on them to perform and the team management treats their stars to a strict, almost acetic lifestyle of self-improvement so that they can remain relevant - and profitable.

Medical

Deireadh an Tuartheil

Type: Hospital

Location: 2278 408th Street East, Tarislar

Description: The only real hospital available to the elves of Tarislar is Deireadh an Tuartheil (which roughly translates as “The End of the Song of the People Tribe”).

The refugees of the Night of Rage took over the derelict hospital and have run it as best they could over the years. The place is chronically understaffed, under supplied, and deals with near-constant crisis and threats from gangs looking to rip off some medical supplies or just collect some pointy ears.

Deireadh has some lab equipment “repatriated” from Graham Cracker City to allow some drug manufacturing but that just made them more of a target. They make up for some of their material deficiencies with the aid of magical healers, some of whom also supply additional security, enough to make the worst troublemakers think twice. Between that and the fact that Tarislar is Ancients territory, the worst of the criminals look for easier targets.

To keep the lights on regularly the hospital tapped into the primary Gaeatronics power line that connects to Seattle Metroplex. The company is aware of it but noted that it’s too high-risk to interfere with the source of a significant percentage of power to the city.

Good Samaritan Hospital

Type: Hospital

Location: 192nd Street east, Loveland

Description: Just like the name says, the Good Samaritan Hospital was built as part of a metroplex initiative to reclaim the Barrens, or at least provide some essential services for the people living there. The hospital struggled even before the doors officially opened in 2048, nearly losing all its funding, and having difficulty attracting qualified personnel.

After several years of floundering, Governor Schultz hit upon an interesting idea: she offered the hospital to the UCAS military as a training center, provided they would staff and secure the place. It was close enough to Fort Lewis, and an excellent opportunity to study “urban warfare,” so they took her up on the offer.

Since then, the Good Samaritan has been under military administration, and a lot of the personnel working there were UCAS Medical Corps before independence. Not much has changed with Seattle kicking the UCAS out, as it remains one of the only UCAS-owned and operated facilities in Seattle without any major change.

Care there is cheap and impersonal and long-term care is not available. They patch you up and give you clean bandages and water before sending you on your way.

Guardian Angel

Type: Medical Service

Location: 39th Avenue Southeast, Puyallup City

Description: Guardian Angel is a collection of street docs working in Puyallup.

Some are pro bono, some have contracts (Mafia, Yakuza, and the Puyallup government being the major contract issuers), so there is a bit of a priority queue.

Supplies may run short, but there’s a next-door apartment building that they use for long-term care.

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