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Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me;
Aida [oc]
Day 2952: Reaching a town in a valley, Jimmy hears strange human noises. When they finally find the zombies, however, they instead find two familiar and very ill faces freezing to death...
surprise!
Organic Mecha Dump by Maung Thuta
Md: @neooon.witch Ph: @scarecrow_boy_whiphead
why is biopunk only ever used as horror? Where’s the biopunk equivalent of cyberpunk edgerunners? Give me a Sci fi setting with dungeon meshi style chimeric modifications as a primary worldbuilding mechanic.
extra arms, giant monster body from the waist down… go to a sketchy grafting parlor and get some budget bioelectricity organs that give you Lichtenberg burns every time you use them. Give me a character that wears a mask for half the story and then reveals that they’ve got three rows of teeth, six tongues, and heavily paralytic saliva.
I don’t know, maybe Tumblr User Heron Knight Georg, who repeatedly fantasizes about molting like a cicada, gets gender envy from bloodborne bosses, and thinks that the Bone Turner’s Tale would be the perfect summer read, is an outlier and should not have been counted, but I know what website I’m on. I know just how gender affirming having six arms or feathers instead of body hair would be for most of the people here.
I think there’s some potential here if biopunk is used for more than scorn-level H.R Giger dystopian shenanigans. Give me biopunk 2077.
(Update: just wrote an example of this)
grafting parlor a little biopunk short story I made as an example of what I want to see more of in the genre. feel free to use any element
i've had a long time to think about biopunk
Corporations owning patents to genetically modified organisms could be a problem addressed in a biopunk story, but the foundations of the Biopunk dystopia begin far before: a world where the symbiotic relationships between humans and other organisms are broken. A world where gardening is illegal, where soils and wild plants are poisoned or polluted so no one can eat from them, where only the rich have access to nature.
One faction is trying to "restore" wilderness, but to them this means excluding humans, removing people from their homes.
Rich people claim to have developed or engineered animals that replace the ones that supposedly went extinct, but actually the animals were stolen from their habitats where people were already restoring them
Genetic engineering for the sake of vanity, life extension technologies and other forms of enhancement are available to the rich, while the poor don't have healthcare...
false ideas of genetic superiority, where the outcomes of people are blamed on their genes and not on systemic factors. The son or daughter of a rich person is successful, it must be because of the genes they selected for intelligence.
poor people end up in prison more often? it must be because their genes predispose them to commit crime...
Genetic tests determine you are only fit for manual labor, so schools won't give you scholarships for education
poor people having to subsist on the most basic diet because they cant afford the royalties for propagating most fruit and vegetables
organized crime but it's gardening. plant mafia
massive crime syndicate that gives people health care and medicines they need
people selling the rights to their body after death so The Corporation can reanimate their corpse with something similar to cordyceps fungus to use them as laborer that doesn't have to be paid
plantarchists busting into the highly secure corporate greenhouses and seed vaults and releasing all the patented species into the wild
illegal genetic engineering labs in an abandoned warehouse where clever farmers, enraged at the paid subscription to horses, are making goats large enough to ride
I wanna be a cyborg… but like biomechanical bodyhorror flesh-tech.
Give me neon blood, unfolding chitinous plates, bladed retractible bones, solid black eyes, hydraulic musculature, insectoid mask-like mouth, and bio-electric organs.