The Flower Court (GDR)

elcome to the Crystal Age; to the neon spires of the glorious Chrome Dynasty, in the Flower Court of the Plastic Empire. The nobility of the Crystal Age blur the lines between pop divas, celebrities, warlords, and despots. To live among the upper echelons of the neon spires is to live a life completely devoid of strife or suffering. When you are lifted up to the silicon gardens from the concrete jungle below, there’s never a reason to shed your aluminum wings. The Chrome Dynasty has ruled the Neon Spires for four generations, and their quicksilver grip never wanes. Under their prosperity, the Plastic Empire has experienced a new era of untold peace. One of the most ingenious decisions of Kein TX Milo 3 of House Chromis, the previous Kein of the Plastic Empire, was to consolidate the greatest warlord-babes and slaughter-divas of the nobility and focus their minds on the most important task facing the celebrities—marriage and love. The Flower Court is the place where the powerful come together to flirt and debate and, just occasionally, murder each other. But what’s the nouveau without a little bit of murder? 24 page color zine