‹ The Last Platform · the racing line
Five races. One intensement — a re-feel of the forces at play in the universe: impact, light, heat, current, gravity — and the science is the antagonist. The game works out the current week for itself and builds every world from it — no server, nothing published, nothing to maintain. Everyone who opens MOONLINE this week is racing the identical universe, automatically, and every seven Earth days it becomes a new one. Cross it well and you may leave your line: held on this device, yours to keep or to hand to another witness.
01
Earth station → the Moon
force impact · the long emptiness
The marathon. Endurance across nothing, punctuated by rock.
02
Saturn's rings
force information · can you see in time
A dive through a sheet ten metres thick and a quarter-million kilometres wide. Shear, shadow, spokes. The ice runs its own race.
03
KELT-9b · the hottest known orbit
force heat · you cannot dodge it, only budget it
Around a star so fierce iron hangs vaporised in the sky. Heat is time; speed is cooling; the deep breath of the tail is mercy.
04
GJ 436b · an exhaled sky
force current · the medium itself moves you
A comet-tail of hydrogen larger than its star, surviving only because the star is too gentle to blow it away. Ride the breath out.
05
A spinning supermassive black hole
force gravity · the deep line is faster and costs you time itself
Fall for speed and your clock runs slow while the universe's does not. Go too deep and the horizon keeps you. The one world that can end your race.
If something behaved strangely, or a world did something it shouldn’t, or you found a line worth telling someone about — send word. Every report is read by a person.