In the yards of shifting scrap-lands, in a slow-evolving junk world of ruins punctuated and perpetuated by life and humanity struggling to construct itself. Known dangerous fronts move along, turning stable ground to unstable, to churning debris. Spontaneous chasms rend the surface, mountains of rubble constantly reshape pathways, and individual pieces of technology can return to use while the entire fields giving rise to them may be long dead. A mildly-charged substance called juice permeates the world and its denizens. Collected and processed in various ways, it serves to sustain biological organisms as well as fueling electronics and machines.