𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚. 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐭.

The year is 2040. In the northern reaches of Canada, a port city built on 20th-century corporate exploitation has seen a new age and new parties come out of the woodwork trying to stake their claim on the sovereign state. The undercity sits and stews as consequence from the Earth for an abuse not quite theirs to blame, and the "outlanders" who roam the frozen plains beyond the city's borders make their own claims in the wild like a tent in a blizzard. Peoples' desperation for hope from a time past has been morphed into the idolization of prosthesis as "fashion" and, to some, a road to deification.

As a server, Antronis Port is a "slice of life meets cyberpunk" style of setting where the heart lies in the mundane and ventures into the mental stress of lifestyle. You can play someone stressed with making ends meet, a vendor selling street food outside of the Thunderdome stadium, a test pilot for the latest GilgaTec invention, or someone laser-focused on getting their next hit in the trash heap of Glenberry. Maybe you're interested in being another person's problem on the corporate ladder, or perhaps you'd like to play a role in the city's crime problem as a police officer, a Peacekeeper, or a gang member. Want fair combat? Our system is based on quick rounds, not reading pages of rules, and evening the mechanical playing field — no "but I have too much chrome" excuses.

Antronis Port is an 18+ server to allow for competent, literate adult writers in a world infested with mature topics. We allow for ERP as a side effect, but non-sexual literate roleplay is the all-time focus.