Planetary Government
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Question for the group : Which planet is the Firefly's verse main government on ? Is it Londinum or Sihnon or neither ? Let me know.
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In the role playing book it explains in great detail. The two cultures west and east are together as a united goverment. Londonium is the main parliament that gets things done. Shinon is the religous, artsy, and excuetive branch of goverment centers. Border planets like Shadow were agriculture and ranching. Persephone was an industrial center. Ariel was a medical center. The outer rim moons and planets are just dust bowls. They all were independent till the war now they are under the laws of the Alliance. 
"Battle of Serenity, Mal. Besides Zoe here, how many-" "I'm talkin at you! How many men in your platoon came out of their alive".
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My take.
'Londinium. There are buttresses and gargoyles, mullions and tapering arches - when the sun sets just right, the panes of glass seem to catch fire and blaze. A cathedral of Government, designed to awe, designed to stir pride and civic duty in the breasts of its citizens. Architecture on a majestic scale, all that was grand and eloquent in the history of Mankind.
There is a clock face, that stares, blank and bland, proclaiming Time across the Central Plaza. But behind that, the atomic pulse that is the heartbeat of the Alliance sends out its dominion. This is the measure of all things, this and no other.
But because people are people, in the square below, there are coffee shops and souvenir stalls, noodle sellers and wine bars. In the very shadow of Parliament, you can buy a tacky t-shirt and get ripped off for a mass-produced muffin and a soy latte.'
Think the Houses of Parliament, but on a much bigger scale. More like Burton's Gotham. This is the hub of political power.
I'm working on Sihnon, but I think something along the lines of Shanghai, filtered through Blade Runner. As Inara said, a City of Lights, elegant airy towers that manage an impression of ethereal grace, whilst hiding an anthill of industrious humanity. And in the midst of these towers, walls that disguise their strength with flowers, gardens bright with sinous rills, and elegant sweeping rooflines, architecture of a design old on Earth That Was, bright with paint and golden statues. It would take a great deal of wealth and power to maintain a peaceful garden on this world, with its flood of busy people. This world is Trade, Commerce, bright and loud.
....Give me a planet name, and I will return to you a world.
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Boros - a world of heavy industry and hard living. The Sanchez brothers have their shipyard here, one amongst many, in a skyline of cranes and gantries. Buildings here lack the grace of the Core Worlds and the public parks have that indefinable air of greyness to the green. Not as dusty as some worlds, not as poor, but a place that values function over style. Near enough to Core living to have schools and hospitals and roads, but solid blue-collar. And just occassionally amidst the concrete, a bright flag of colour, pots of herbs on a windowsill, a Sunday dress hung to dry.
Havana crossed with old Chicago. If Santeria survives, this is its heartland. Because this is the world where Jayne got Book's cigars.
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Just tell me when you don't want to do this (Thanks for Boros by the way):
Ares
98% of teens have smoked pot, if you are one of the 2% that haven't, copy this into your signature.
Oram: Simon's real name is Simone!
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I can do this one quickly, but I'm attending erratically at present - (can't use my study at home, so am borrowing computers...) However, I'll always try and reply when I can find the thread!
With a name like Ares... Quite a lot of artfully broken skyline here, and the constellations move rather more than you might expect. This is not a world upon which you can land casually. This is West Point, Norfolk, Sandhurst, Camp Curry, Salisbury Plain...A warm world, that would be dusty, if it were not regimented, polished and whitewashed. Trim lawns, buildings that lack grace or style, but have strength in their uncompromising blockiness. And then - odd, dusty little border towns that have never even been lived in to be deserted, swampland rife with hidden eyes, a patchwork of other worlds, cheek by jowl and riven by the sound of conflict. This is no world of peace. The average age of the inhabitants here - nineteen. And so many of the older residents move stiffly, limbs they were not born with, skin tones that do not quite match up in odd lines and patches. This place too has hospitals, and in some quiet rooms, there are those who cry out their remaining days, or stare blankly at what man can do to man.
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Dyton?
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A poorer world, but quite an early one. It was originally a colony for those who didn't quite fit into the clean and tidy world of the Core. Nothing as crude as a prison colony, just...a world that was a bit more difficult to leave than some. The folk here are a bit more individual in their outlook, tend to think that a Dyton man's home is his castle. It rains a lot.
And considering the age of the colony, the style of the architecture is similar to Londinium, but not as well maintained. The word 'Dickensian' might flit through an onlooker's mind, should he be acquainted with that very old literature. However, standing to admire the view would not be recommended. One of the locals is likely to either pick your pocket, or dispense with subtlety and simply mug you.
Or, even more worryingly, they will try to sell you street food.
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