Raygun Gothic/Atompunk

Used Future/Cassette Futurism

Hard Sci-Fi/NASApunk

Imagine you're a nice little guy growing up on a giant, post-apocalyptic, dystopian submarine.

You never wondered what was behind the steel walls. You never saw the sun, just like everyone else around you. Your favorite food is your mama's cupcakes made of cricket flour. Your father is an engineer, so your family is pretty privileged, and your only problem is your elder brother who sometimes bullies you, like every elder sibling does.

But one day, your home compartment blows up, and all your family, friends, and neighbors die. Maybe it's your dystopian government's fault, but you have no time to think about it. Now you live with a mechanics crew in a cramped and uncomfortable dormitory.

You grow up among laborers and machinery, become a grim, unattractive guy. Your life sucks; you have no friends, and every day is the same as the last. You work a dangerous job - going out in a diving apparatus from a submarine to clean barnacles and seaweed off its hull.

One day, there's an accident at your work, and you suddenly find yourself alone on a half-flooded oil rig, like Robinson Crusoe. Something inside you changes forever.

You get rescued successfully, you return to the ship, you return to work. An incident like that will never happen again. Can you imagine it? Rut Landson doesn't need to imagine.

(found on reddit)