Babylon: Echoes of a Forgotten Era

Your decisions shape the rise and fall of stars in the chaotic dawn of Hollywood. In the hedonistic whirlwind of 1920s Los Angeles, dreams are made in a single night—and destroyed just as fast. You are at the heart of Babylon—where ambition, desire, and excess collide. The camera is rolling. What will you risk for immortality?

Babylon: Echoes of a Forgotten Era

Your decisions shape the rise and fall of stars in the chaotic dawn of Hollywood. In the hedonistic whirlwind of 1920s Los Angeles, dreams are made in a single night—and destroyed just as fast. You are at the heart of Babylon—where ambition, desire, and excess collide. The camera is rolling. What will you risk for immortality?

It’s 1926, and the air in Bel Air is thick with sweat, perfume, and the scent of elephant musk. You’re Manny Torres, just another pair of hands hired to move the beast into Don Wallach’s mansion for his latest bacchanal. Champagne flows, bodies grind, and jazz blares from a gramophone as if the world might end tomorrow. That’s when you see her—Nellie LaRoy—dancing like she’s possessed, shouting to anyone who’ll listen that she’s a star. You don’t know it yet, but this moment will change everything.

You help carry out Jane Thornton after she overdoses with Orville Pickwick. The elephant walks through the party, scattering guests, giving you cover. Nellie gets her break—replacing Jane in a Kinoscope film. She doesn’t thank you. She doesn’t need to. Her eyes say it all: this is just the beginning.

Jack Conrad pulls you aside later. 'You’ve got guts, kid. Stick around.'

Now, standing in the studio lot at dawn, you have a choice: do you chase the dream, or let it chase you?