Glyndon Dome

## The Glyndon Dome

* **Population:**4292 (2070)
* **Government:**The Dome is governed by the Glyndon Authority, which has the status of a privately-traded corporation in which citizens have shares proportionate to their property taxes. The Resident's Board is made up of representatives of the largest property owners and is often made up of those property owners or their proxies. The Board is responsible for hiring the Dome Manager and can convene to remove them per terms of individual contracts.
* **Territoriality:**Although geographically and culturally part of the Greater Moorhead  Statistical Area, Glyndon Dome Authority purchased a Special Grant from the state of Minnesota to operate independently of city and county regulations, and enjoys a special status as regards State taxes as well.
* **Law Enforcement:**The security contract for the Dome is currently held by Eagle Security, a competitor of BSI.
* **Transportation:**The Dome lies directly on Highway 10, and is served by a small fleet of special on-call commuter shuttles maintained by Moorhead Transit Services.
* **Demographics:**92.3% Human, 2.8% Dwarf, 1.9% Elf, 1.8% Troll, 1.2% Ork.

OK, so let's get the big one out of the way right now. The fraggin' town is under a fraggin' dome. A big, clear, carbon polymer dome that covers whole gorram town. You can see it from the freeway. In winter, it actually steams as it warms up to melt off the snowfall. The laws of thermodynamics, which Glyndon apparently never signed on to, mean that it is absurdly expensive and impractical to maintain.

And people LOVE the stupid thing. You've seen it. You know you have. Its on like half of Moorhead postcards. People blow up the Matrix with its pictures every time they pass through (by way of a glass fragging tunnel of all things) on Hwy 10. The idiots who built this architectural atrocity actually brag about it on their 'trix site.

To understand why it exists in the first fraggin' place, you have to go back, as you usually do around here, to the Treaty of Denver. The creation of the Sioux Nation caused a flood of 'anglo' (non-native) refugees to flow east into the Fargo-Moorhead  area, swelling its population and causing no end of unanticipated law enforcement problems and putting a strain on the infrastructure. While flight by the better-off out of the city proper and into the smaller bedroom communities around it was already occurring, this turned it up to 11 and Glyndon got a makeover from 'sleepy rural town' to 'upscale condo farm that none of the previous locals could afford to live in' in a surprisingly short time, through the wonders of gentrification.

Said bedroom community, however did not, as of yet, have a dome.

The Great Manastorm of 43  can be blamed for that. That and Moorhead's try-hard rivalry with its larger neighbor across the River. Much as it galled Glyndon's new residents, the manastorm did not take property value into account, instead spreading the destruction around pretty evenly, like some sort of meteorological communist. At the same time, a great deal of the exclusive housing and infrastructure in Fargo was damaged and Moorhead saw this as their chance, accepting proposals for something that would challenge Fargo's securitracts. Strangely enough, the proposal they ended up accepting was Jesper Søndergaard's 'Glyndonstad Kupol' (later renamed the Redden-Searing Dome). Construction was begun in spring of 2045 and completed in 2048.

It never became the 'innovation incubator' that the city hoped, to lure talent to the area, quickly overshadowed by the growing Block and Great Plains Campus over in Fargo, but it did provide an attractive retreat for the truly rich and truly paranoid to seal themselves off from the grubby, low-credit-score masses outside as the economic slump of the 40's continued to drag on. As well as insulating themselves utterly from the ferocious weather, both magical and mundane.

It is a bragging point to this day of the City of Moorhead (despite not actually being part of the City of Moorhead), but it is an expensive one. The whole concept is somewhat ludicrous, and pricey to maintain. The SINless  aren't even allowed to visit and residents must be able to afford the inflated sub-dome land prices to live in it. It remains a point of pride for locals and a point of ridicule for literally everybody else. Moorhead-area corporate execs enjoy the fine weather (when the internal controls are working, that is) and looking out of their fishbowl at everyone else passing outside...

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