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265 - MARS PENAL COLONY

The beginning of the 21^st Century was shaped by a revolution few could have imagined.

The revolution came not from political anarchy or military bloodshed; it arrived in the form of Martinite.  This rare element was found in vast quantities deep under the irradiated sands of Mars.  With Martinite, microchips could be reduced in size by a factor of 1 million, and their speed increased by 1 million as well.  Computer systems which could handle the processing needs of an entire spaceport could suddenly be made as small as a kitchen toaster.  Almost overnight limits of high-tech processors were no longer contained by physical limitations, but by the imaginations of engineers and designers alone.

For the company that could get their hands on a source of Martinite, there were no limits.  But Martinite was only found on Mars.

Realizing the staggering costs involved in tearing the priceless ore from the red planet and shipping it back to Earth, the ultra right-wing governments of North American Federation turned to the free market for a solution.  The most radical idea came from the Marsexxon Corporation who proposed the establishment of a Martian Penal Colony nicknamed “Copernicus”.

Copernicus was to be a self contained mining and refining facility built and staffed by the most violent criminal offenders vomited up from the seething mass of humanity crawling over Earth’s surface.  Marsexxon Corp. had established itself as a worldwide mega-corporation with ties to every dictatorship and underworld organization known to exist.  Their power came from an unwavering dedication to the bottom line.  Money.  This new project would be a marvel of human ingenuity and machine like efficiency.

Sprawling over three square miles of Mars’ cratered landscape and burrowing almost a mile beneath its red soil, Copernicus would squeeze every dollar out of the alien sands while working countless criminals to death.  Finding labor was easy.  Prisoners who had been condemned to execution were given the choice of frying in the electric chair, or taking their chances on a distant planet, slaving for a faceless corporation who would profit from their backbreaking work.  For the dregs of condemned scum, the choice was easy.

Prisoners, or as the Marsexxon Corp. referred to them, “Unlimited Contract Employees”, were encouraged to work through a combination of relentless punishment and threats to their continued existence.  Underperforming convicts would have their food rations withheld.  In the most extreme cases, their daily air allowance was restricted as well.  To work was to live.  To resist was to die a long and agonizing death by starvation and asphyxiation.

More direct punishment was handled through WHIP-ONE, the station’s self-aware computer system.  Designed to manage every aspect of the prisoner’s behavior, WHIP-ONE was directly linked to company slaves by an electronic harness wired to each prisoner’s genitalia.  These devices were a wonder of miniaturization technology.  The harness not only let WHIP-ONE locate each prisoner within the vast refining complex, but also let the computer monitor the subject’s mental state, stress levels and rebellious thoughts.  Electrodes delivered punishments ranging from a debilitating shock to the gonads, all the way to an excruciating death.  The decision as to what punishment was appropriate was left completely up to the factory’s digital overlord.