ROCKETCATS
The Brooklyn Cats built a rocket. Same crew, same block, a great deal further from it.
A block you can walk
Bed-Stuy, rendered and traversable. Stoops, storefronts, the subway, the roofs. Walk it, drive it, talk to whoever is out.
Walk it →A solar system you can fly
Real bodies at real distances, Mercury out to Neptune and past it. Fly the transfer, run the approach, put the legs down.
Fly it →A cast that came with them
Nobody becomes a different cat in space. Lobster Cat is still the muscle. C-Train still hears it first.
Meet the crew →