Season I  ·  Industrial Revolution

Jondique
— noir —

MCMXXXVI · Est. in shadow

A wager struck under gaslight. A city of iron, brass and bad intentions. The engines turn at midnight — and the world begins again.

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The Opening Hour

Doors Open · 21 June 2026 · 6:45 PM AEST

Time, gentlemen
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Sunday, the twenty-first of June, two thousand and twenty-six — quarter to seven in the evening, AEST.

A Custom Mod Class System

Choose Your Trade

Four Banners · Four Lives

Every soul in Jondique answers to a calling. Pick one — the city will hold you to it.

The Muscle — a hulking enforcer beneath gaslit alley lamps
Class I

The Muscle

The first answer to every difficult question. Heavy fists, heavier silences — the kind of presence a doorway suddenly notices.

The Scoundrels — two cunning thieves picking a lock in the rain
Class II

The Scoundrels

Pockets emptied, locks persuaded, alibis arranged. They keep no ledgers — only debts owed in the dark.

The High Roller — an elegant gambler at a roulette wheel
Class III

The High Roller

Capital is a craft. They turn favours into fortunes and fortunes into leverage — and rarely lose either, openly.

The Fixers — a shadowy broker exchanging an envelope in a back room
Class IV

The Fixers

Brokers of the impossible. A word in the right ear, an envelope in the right hand — and the morning paper prints what they wish.

Chapter One

Season I · Industrial Revolution

They said the old world had run its course — that the furnaces had cooled and the contracts had gone unsigned. Then a name appeared on the ledgers, written in a hand nobody recognised: Jondique. And with it, an offer no honest soul could refuse.

The first season opens on a city being built from the ground up — cobblestone giving way to cast-iron, villages keeping their secrets behind frosted glass. Coal-smoke drifts across the harbour and the trains have only just begun to run on time.

You are not the hero of this story. You are the one who arrived with a suitcase, a pickaxe, and a quiet talent for being in the right alley at the wrong hour. Build accordingly.

Newsreels From the Front

Three Reels, One Promise

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Reel I — The Start

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Reel II — The Future

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Reel III — The Now

02 : 32
The Apparatus

Tools of a Modern Age

Mod Integrations
Module One

Create

Pistons, shafts and bellows — the honest machinery of a working city. Build conveyors that move ore by the tonne and contraptions that earn their keep by sunrise.

Module Two

Voxy

A Level-of-Detail engine that pushes render distance to the horizon and beyond — near-infinite vistas of smokestacks, cathedrals and coastline, all without choking the frame rate.

Module Three

Stellarity

A complete overhaul of the End dimension — alien skies, ruined citadels and rewritten bestiary. The far country gets the cinematic treatment it always deserved.