Software,
worn at the edges.

One persistent world, worn at the edges. A port city on a frontier planet — streets loud with steam and slow jazz, club doors leaking bass into the dark, shuttle traffic blinking overhead like weather. Beyond the gates: open country nobody polices.

Bebop is an online world you step into from a browser — no download, no install, no chosen one waiting for you. It opens the way most good nights do: with music. Real DJs stream live from wherever they actually are, playing to rooms of people who showed up as themselves, but stranger. In time — trade, ships, debts, bounties, reputations.

There are no quests here. You are what you do, and everyone can read the ledger.