Feng Shui: Shadows of Titan
 
In the future, when humanity has reached beyond earth and is settling the solar system, one of the most viable candidates for a terrestrial off-world colony is Titan, the moon of Saturn.  50% larger than Luna, it is composed of an outer crust of ice surrounding a watery ocean and a mantle and core of ice.  Lakes of liquid methane dot the surface, and the atmosphere is primarily methane and nitrogen.
 
First, a groundbreaking new technology is utilized-- a grid of long spikes are drilled into Titan, extending from its icy mantle all the way up to its lower atmosphere.  These are quantum gravity spikes, using nuclear-powered magnets to pull together strings of gravitons and create an artificial field of gravity similar to earth's.  Greenhouse gases are introduced into the new, stronger atmosphere, which, together with oxygen created from the water and silicates, creates a breathable atmosphere over time.  The rising temperature cases the thin crust of ice surrounded the moon to melt.  Soon, it becomes habitable by humans.  The atmosphere is breathable, and the only protective garments needed are winter clothing.
 
The volunteers for the first colony are mostly made up of a group of holy men and faithful fleeing religious persecution.  The oceanic surface necessitates oil rig-like artificial land masses.  They build what is necessary, as well as shrines, monasteries, and temples that continue to stand to the present day.  They attract many more of the faithful, who come from all over to live in the promised land.  Here, Titan's monastic tradition takes root, as well as the numerous schools of martial arts.
 
UG-DNA Corp, a company dealing in the growing field of genetic modification, seeks a place to set up a terrestrial facility.  They are given a charter and open a complex on Titan, performing experiments far from prying eyes.  When the Republic of Free Laborers attacks space stations orbiting Saturn, they leave hundreds of refugees fleeing the long reach of the growing political power.  UG-DNA Corp builds subsidized housing blocks and offers a safe and affordable place to live, so long as you submit to periodic experimentation by the company.  Refugees come in droves and civilization explodes on Titan, with housing and buildings popping up around the old temples and holy buildings.
 
After a period of time, UG-DNA Corp has significantly grown in power, and are the leaders in genetic engineering.  Rumors start to spread of shady business practices and long-standing, secret, illegal projects within the facility, prompting some members of Longarm Zweihange Security, primary police force on Titan, to raid the complex.  Inside, they found all manner of illegal and unethical experiments, including a highly illegal genetically engineered soldier cloning program.  The scandal of this ruined the company, the facility was shut down, and officially, the only branches of UG-DNA that continue to exist are its eugenics patenting and legal office.
 
Their former programs resulted in several living, breathing, fully-formed and intelligent genetically engineered people within the facility, and when it was shut down, they were as displaced as all the people living in corporate housing, reliant on the social programs the corporation had provided.  While getting transportation to Titan is relatively cheap, getting off Titan is considerably more expensive.  With not enough housing for everyone in the city and Longarm Zweihange cracking down on impromptu housing, many of them fled the cities, forming isolated shanty towns on the icebergs floating in Titan's ocean.
 
In the present day, society has moved on, and Titan still continues to thrive as a cluster of metropolitan colonies among the stars.
 There have been increasing incidences of attacks from something inhuman.  Something that they say crawled their way out of Titan's ocean, and are making prey of the humans in the city.  Some say these are alien life forms native to Titan's ocean, surfacing after the terraforming.  Some say these are forgotten experiments from UG-DNA Corp that have finally escaped, or that they're still around conducting experiments.  Some say that they're creatures from another dimension slipping into ours from the manipulation of quantum gravity.  Some say that they're the spawn of Yalung, demons from the underworld to consume the land of faith and virtue.
 
Despite these attacks increasing in frequency, the local governments and media continues to deny the existence of these monsters and cover up the attacks.  They are discredited as unsubstantiated rumors spun by crazed conspiracy theorists.
 
Some people, however, are more personally affected by these attacks than others.  People with an axe to grind, a desire to bring this whole conspiracy crashing down, and the will and the means to do something about it.
 
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Chi: The original settlers of Titan began to notice something with the second generation.  Those born and raised in the moon's artificial gravity field can subtly manipulate the quantum forces at work through sheer willpower.  This offers control over gravity, enabling a practitioner to glide weightlessly through the air, and also more complex manipulations, such as generating and manipulating fire and reversing entropy to heal wounds.  The scientifically-minded offered that this is likely the result of one's superposition between infinite parallel realities in a field of artificially-manipulated quantum strings, but the monks who discovered it simply called it Chi, its manifestation proof that Titan had brought them closer to the gods.  Anyone can technically do it, but it takes discipline, years of training, and a strong-willed mind to perform.
 
Guns: Everyone still uses modern conventional firearms technology.  Matter compilation means that, despite being heavily regulated, firearms spanning over a hundred years of design are cheap and plentiful.  Going through the legal procedures and acquiring a license to print a firearm from the company who owns it is slower and more expensive than downloading the specs for an unauthorized replica off the solarnet and printing it out for free.
 
Cars: Everyone still drives good old-fashioned ground cars.  They run on highly efficient, printed hydrocarbon fuel and their emissions are gathered by atmospheric scrubbers and recycled into the material feed.  Since matter compilation allows users a lot of flexibility in how the car itself is shaped, car parts are easily printed and replaced, and "fuel efficiency" is no longer a concern, there has been a resurgence in the popularity of what we'd call "vintage" gas-guzzling sports cars, muscle cars, and coupes.
 
Martial Arts: the emergence of Chi led to the formation of new martial arts utilizing wuxia-style wire-fu.  It has been over a hundred years since the founding of Titan's first colony, but the temples are all still standing, and the monastic tradition still goes strong to this day.  Martial artists are numerous, both monks who practice closely-guarded and secretive techniques, to everyday citizens who go to a martial arts school after work.
 
Criminals:  In a world where anyone can go to a public terminal and print food, water, and clothing for free, trading commodities has been replaced by trading data, and material goods are worthless compared to the code needed to print them, Digital Rights Management is serious business.  Theft as we know it practically doesn't exist.  Hackers try to obtain and leak specs and plans to the solarnet.  Users jailbreak their printers to sidestep software regulations.  As such, all compiler activity is heavily monitored.  This has given rise to demand for a new breed of professional criminal who can "launder" compiler activity to not automatically trigger any red flags, and disguise suspicious activities as commonplace ones.  Medical professionals are the only ones with legal license to work on living human tissue and dead human remains.  If anyone else tries to, the printer detects it and seizes up, contacting the authorities.  Therefore, morticians who can discreetly dispose of dead bodies and doctors who can patch up wounds that would raise questions by the authorities are in high demand by criminals.  Arms dealers print guns and ammo by the barrel and trade them with Scroungers outside the city in exchange for captive slaves.
 
Sorcery:  Chi allows a human to control the quantum gravity field with their own body, but it isn't the only means to do it.  Over a hundred years have passed since the gravity spikes were cutting-edge technology, and the same technology has since been made more efficient and miniaturized into sleek, compact cyberware both more effective and easier to use than Chi.  Sorcerers can fly, throw bolts of lightning, conjure weapons of hard light, manipulate others' minds, and much, much more.  The scientific community, who still don't fully understand the physical effects that the quantum gravity field has on the human body, can't predict what an unknown number of unmonitored gravity-manipulating devices will do to the gravity spikes, and could possibly lead to a catastrophic malfunction that could cause anything from the atmosphere getting vented into space, to the gathered energy from the gravity being released as a gamma ray burst that would destroy Titan and most of Saturn, to a rift in space-time being torn open.  As such, it is highly, highly illegal.  Practitioners of Chi denounce the use of such devices, calling it Sorcery.  They view it as a corruption of Chi, a crutch that the undisciplined and immoral use to bend Chi to their will, and likely the cause for the emergence of demons from the underworld.  Despite universal disapproval, even from other sorcerers, secret cabals of them still exist on Titan, subtly using their talents to influence society and amass power.
 
Transformed Animals: Genetic engineering technology has taken off, largely thanks to UG-DNA, and has revolutionized the medical world.  Cosmetic phenotypal manipulation and gene splicing has become about as common a body modification as piercings or tattoos.  Someone can pay to have the pigmentation of their skin, hair, or eyes altered and give them other, more exotic physical features.  On the extreme end of things is gene splicing, which allows a human to become a mix of an Earth animal on a genetic level.  Some use this as a cheaper alternative to eugenic modification, offering heightened senses, increased physical strength and stamina, or resistance to colder temperatures while still looking human.  Others want to look like an anthropomorphic animal, and want the resemblance to be more than just cosmetic.  However, this carries a significant risk.  People who have had animal DNA spliced into them must fight new, animal instincts that they aren't used to and firmly hold onto their humanity, lest the animal side of them take over.  Each slip-up makes it harder and harder to regain control of themselves, and if they can't, then their human mind is lost, and they permanently revert to a feral, animal state.
 
Scroungetech: The closure of UG-DNA stranded thousands of people who couldn't afford to stay when the local government took control of their housing blocks, couldn't afford to leave Titan, and couldn't fit into the rest of society, due to money or health issues caused by genetic experimentation.  These poor souls left the cities behind to rebuild their own society on Titan's icebergs, beyond the city's protection.  They survived, and their shanties grew violent and Darwinian.  They eke out an existence in the lawless frontier, alone and unmonitored.  They are scavengers, pirates, and slave traders, living apart from the material feed that allows citizens of Titan's cities to print food, water, clothing, and other basic needs.  They capture material and cargo shipments and boats, cannibalizing them to allow those in power to compile whatever they want, while those that serve them subsist on whatever is given to them, or whatever they can steal or build.  What they can't steal, they trade for with captive slaves to enterprising criminals.  They are clever and desperate, adept at taking what a city-dweller would deem junk ready to be decompiled and repurposing it into something useful.
 
Gene-Freaks: Among those liberated from UG-DNA's complex were those born into this universe through their genetically-engineered super soldier program.  Born beyond the heights of human athleticism, and with a suite of other strange, mutant powers, they were released when the program and facility were shut down.  A lucky few were well-adjusted enough to adapt to and fit into regular society, but most were far too restless for normal life.  Bred for combat, they yearned for a violent life, and most became the leaders of the Scrounger clans that inhabit the icebergs and terrorize the shipping lanes.
 
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Dustin - Jin Cao - Orphaned, raised by Kung Fu people, master and entire school was killed by monsters led by a mysterious masked sorcerer with a distinctive dragon tattoo going down his neck and chest.  Adherent to the Path of Flame, a technique that sheaths the user's body in flames while leaving them unharmed.  Her martial arts school was dedicated to hunting down the demonspawn of Yalung, and the flames were thought to cleanse their impurities.  She believes her school was targeted because they directly opposed Yalung.  Her master gave his life so that she could live, and has become consumed with thoughts of vengeance since.  However, she wrestles with the moral dilemma of knowing that this is not the path her master would want her to take.
Makes money as a prize fighter in numerous bare-knuckle fighting rings.  Wears a traditional long, silk coat, with more modern jeans and sneakers.  Covered in mystic tattoos that glow red-hot when she uses her Path of Flame techniques.
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Melodramatic Hook - Find and kill the Man Who Leads Monsters.
 
Craig - Detective Ironsides - Maverick Cop with a negative reputation because of his propensity for hunting monsters, breaking rules, and collateral damage.  Dresses in a shirt and tie, jeans, and a leather jacket.  Uses an automatic "Lawgiver" pistol chambered in .50 AE with a custom-made hammer that he can fan to rapidly bump-fire it, and a Mossberg Special Purpose shotgun slung to his back under his leather jacket.  Drives a classic 2017 Corvette Stingray, blasting equally classic girl pop from the 80s, 90s, and early 2000s like Madonna, Brittany Spears, Lady Gaga, The Spice Girls, Cyndi Lauper, TLC, Ke$ha, and the like.  Spikes his drinks with isopropyl alcohol.  Prefers a deluge of Jack Daniels on a wound to conventional medical treatment.  Currently on an unheard-of double suspension, and the angry police chief has made it clear he isn't afraid to make it a triple suspension.  Has a knack for pithy quips made just before or after shooting someone.
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Melodramatic Hook - Can't stop and won't compromise until all monsters are dead.
 
Alex - The Magnificent Melvin - A sorceror not belonging to any secret cabals or forbidden schools of sorcery.  Lived his life in relative secrecy as a stage magician before his theater was destroyed beyond repair.  Detective Ironsides was the one who actually did it, in pursuit of a monster, but he doesn't know that.  Still maintains his magician's persona and works small gigs at other venues, but has sworn vengeance upon the inhuman creatures that caused his ruination in the first place.  Using a rare and valuable grimoire of spells, he takes to the hunt dressed like tuxedo mask, in a tuxedo, top hat, and cape lined with purple satin.  His sorcerous cyberware is inconspicuously concealed inside his magic wand and top hat.  His spells take the form of archetypical magic show acts, such as a purple, phantasmal box enclosing around someone before swords stab through it.  When he drops someone with his chi blast, there is a puff of smoke and a dove, squirrel, or rabbit where they once were.
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Melodramatic Hook - Just wants to return to a (relatively) normal life performing at his own theater
 
Matt - Gill Tatum - Space trucker.  Former navy cargo pilot/driver who took to a simple and lonely life space truckin' after the war.  Pure-blooded American from Earth.  Isn't a native to Titan and doesn't really understand what's going on, but his big, American heart can't let him just walk away, and has thrown his trucker cap into this whole "war on monsterkind" thing.  Isn't particularly skilled at martial arts, and isn't particularly skilled at using his All-American Colt M1911A1, which was manufactured in America and which he legally owns and is licensed to carry.  However, he's a simple, well-mannered, and preternaturally lucky good ol' boy who's in way over his head.
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Melodramatic Hook - Always delivers his shipment on time, no matter what
 
Smith Wesson/Barnum Bailey/Johnson Johnson, The Hurdy-Gurdy Man - A homeless, amnesiac drifter who constantly gives people fake names.  Plays for hurdy-gurdy for money.  Has a genetically engineered silver space monkey as a pet/companion who might be named either Samus or Zelda or Waluigi, who he talks to and claims he can understand.  It is unclear if he is simply responding to body language, this connection is telepathic, or he is just crazy.  Either way, he trusts Samus/Zelda/Waluigi/Princess Daisy completely, and carries out her will whenever she tells him to do something.  After hitchhiking at a space station and hitching a ride with Gill, she told him to join the war on monsterkind, and so he did.  Carries with him a couple of pocket pistols, a Kimber Solo Carry (with stainless steel finish) and a Taurus Model 94, as well as a K2 combat rifle.
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Melodramatic Hook - Recover his lost memories, learn more about space monkey
 
Johnathan "Spice" Aguilera - used to be a punk, met police chief's daughter, who set him straight, he joined the academy and became a cop, chief's daughter died, filling him with need for vengeance.  Assigned be Ironside's partner to keep him in line.
 
James - Sid Halloway - former shadowrunner, escaped to Titan to start fresh, took up bounty hunting
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Melodramatic Hook - knows too much; have corporate enemies
 
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Episode 1: Pilot
 
The Saturn's Garden nightclub is attacked by monstrous creatures.  Jin, Ironsides, and Melvin are able to respond to it quickly.  They get inside to see that several people have been massacred by a group of weird, scrawny naked blue people.  The interior of the nightclub is lit entirely by UV blacklights, causing the garishly-colored decor and dance floor to fluoresce brightly.  The creatures are too dark a blue to stand out particularly well in the purple light, but their white eyes flash brightly.  The blood from the human corpses covers the decor, looking as black as ink.  Ironsides and Melvin make their way through the front door as the last of the panicked patrons go running out and Jin perches on the roof, looking down through a skylight.  As the creatures turn to attack, Ironsides draws his pistol and starts tearing into them.  Milky white blood sprays from them, fluorescing brightly in the blacklight.  Jin comes crashing through the skylight, falling from the ceiling and landing on one of them, crushing its body beneath her.  Melvin reached into his hat, pulling out a grimoire of spells, hovering just above head level.  They began grabbing at his cape, however, and he began chi blasting the ones grabbing his feet.  Jin burst into flames and began disintegrating the creatures as she hit them and they hit her.  Ironsides dove out of the crowd, fanning the hammer of his pistol and mowing down several of them.  Eventually, they were all dead.  But, more came out of the bathroom and kitchen doors on either side of the bar, followed by two larger, more monstrous and gorilla-like blue creatures.  Ironsides threw a flashbang grenade directly into the center of the shelves of liquor, igniting them and causing a fiery explosion.  Jin, already sheathed in flames, stood on the flaming counter and began fist-fighting one of the bigger, stronger ones.  Melvin consulted his grimoire, acquiring a phantasmal blade spell that he used to effectively iron maiden a beast that was about to pounce on Ironsides, giving him time to react to it.  Jin left a brand upon the beast, flipping away to disintegrate more of the smaller creatures, each impact weakening the bigger beast more and more until it burnt to cinders.  Ironsides drew his shotgun, racked it, and with a "last call.", blew the beast's head off.  The police showed up just as they killed the last of them, and Ironsides walked out to talk to them while Jin and Melvin both immediately split.
 
Later, on the news, they learn that there was an eyewitness, a club-goer high on ecstasy, who filmed most of the ordeal on his cell phone.
 
Episode 2: Dead On Arrival
 
The cell phone footage plays on the news on a bank of monitors, before playing again, as we dolly back to a closeup of a hand on the arm of a chair.  Sinister men in the shadowy room fill us in on the proposed identities of the people involved.  This is the first time multiple people have showed up in this fashion, and they are worried that vigilantes who oppose them may be colluding with another.  The mysterious man whose hand we see on the armrest seems to take particular interest in the sorcerer, and the book he pulls out of his hat.  He tells them to find out who they are and silence them, starting with the man who took the cell phone footage.  An assassin is sent to his apartment, and the druggie lets him in.  The assassin closes the door behind him and we smash cut to title.
 
Gill Tatum, space trucker, is heading down towards Titan to deliver a shipment of medical-grade materials.  Upon entering the shipping stations orbiting Titan, he spots a man hitchhiking in a space suit by the edge of the station, with a backpack, a suitcase, and what looks like a monkey in a smaller space suit hitchhiking on his shoulder.  Gill picks him up.  The hitchhiker gives him an obvious fake name, Smith Wesson, and when Gill asks him where he's headed, he tells him wherever it is you're headed.  He then has a private conversation with his silver genetically engineered monkey, Zelda while playing music on a droning, crank-operated string instrument called a hurdy gurdy.  Despite acting suspicious as fuck, Gill trusts him.
 
Detective Ironsides heads down to the druggie's apartment.  Police presence is light, because the apparent cause of death is overdose.  He gets the cop posted outside to look the other way while he pokes his way around the crime scene.  Everything seems to point to self-inflicted drug overdose.  However, the street value of the amount of opiates needed to overdose this bad doesn't match up with the apparent wealth level, judging from the state of his apartment.  Also, the way his dirty carpet is scuffed and parted points to a struggle, even if nothing else in the room indicates one.  He stops by the security office and films a well-dressed man enter and leave the druggie's apartment.  He zooms and enhances the picture, because it's the future, and gets the man's face, and a dragon tattoo on his neck.
 
Gill and Smith arrive from orbital shipping and touches down wheel-first arrive at a Morgue to deliver the chemical shipment.  There's a man there to oversee the manifest and check the shipment.  He then asks him if he'd be interested in transporting some materials to a B site.  Gill asks him what the cargo is, and he tells him that this would be a "no questions asked" job.  When pressed further, he tells them it's just some biological matter, but that's as much as he can divulge.  Smith is suspicious, but doesn't interfere in Gill's affairs.  Gill, however, doesn't accept the job.  He accepts his payment and drives his truck to a diner.  Smith sets up with his hurdy gurdy and monkey and gladhands outside.
 
Ironsides travels to a dive bar to ask about the man or the dragon tattoo.  Coincidentally, Melvin the Magnificent happens to be performing at the bar, far from the most glamorous of venues, and they recognize each other.  
 
Episode 3: Cashing Out
 
Episode 4: Housecleaning
 
Episode 5: The Spider's Parlour
 
Episode 6: Kicking the Hornet's Nest
 
Episode 7: Fire Sale
 
 
 
 
(will finish rest later)
 
The Wavering Hand - one of the more powerful of the sorcerer cabals.
Villain in luchador mask - future idea
In with the Yakuza
Do more with Jin's rage