Aleranicus

Through the Gateways: Humanity [Closed] [Soon to be Concluded]

@Timemaster Kind of. Not up to my usual standards. Probably need to sit on it for the rest of the day and clean it up for tomorrow.

Through the Gateways: Humanity [Closed] [Soon to be Concluded]

First draft, not yet done.

The Confederation of Flowers WIP

The Confederation of Flowers

Government Form: Confederal Elective Monarchy

Demographics: 99% Human

Population: ~500 Million

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Planet Name and Description: Orion Paradiso; Earth Scientific Designation CX-48932; Trademarked designation "Becky's Crack" on December 21st, 2015 by Lloyd Williams in Little Rock, Arkansas "as a Christmas gift to my beloved Fiance".

History: (What happened after your Colony landed? This can be as brief or detailed as you like.)

Culture and Society: Life in the Confederation, from the lowest peasant to the Emprex themself, is centered entirely around one's home pyramid. The dense jungles of Orion, the persistent rot of the vegetation, and lack of certain naturally occurring materials means that these enormous "orbital colony drop structures" have not become the center of the human realms, but THE human realms.

Nobility, descended from the technicians, scientists, and security personnel of the original colonial effort, hold positions of prominence and ceremonial authority in day-to-day life. Societal expectations give the Flower Houses enormous deference in the running of affairs of state. But with that deference comes a powerful expectation to right any wrongs committed (at least, those committed in public).

Peasant laborers often engage in farming of the terraces along the pyramidal structures, work in the specialized factories deep in the hearts of the pyramids, and spend their leisure time enjoying sporting events, public festivals of art and fashion, or private family feasts. Social mobility is possible by striking out into the dense and ever-growing jungles to find new veins of solarite, new dyes or medicinal plants, or even starting an illicit "freehold" deep in the heart of the jungle. Freeholds exist in a legal grey zone- their citizens are fiercely independent and pay no taxes to the Emprex, nor do they answer to the laws of the Flower Crown. But they can expect no assistance in the event of plague or attack by another freehold.

Lastly, the Flower Throne often permits the custom of "social war" upon request. Peasants, warriors, and nobles alike may answer a call to challenge at a pre-determined field of war. Hard-light weaponry is used in a medieval scrimmage in which combatants battle until one side capitulates. Historically, this was a way to engage in battle without risking damage to the precious machinery that provides the manufacturing needs of the planet. Fewer conflicts for outright control of a rival pyramid take place with every decade that passes- though they do occur. Most "social wars" now hold a place between festival and sporting event. Peasants can achieve fame by defeating Flower Warriors in combat on the field, or

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Governance and Politics: The Monarchy of the Confederation is, much like the broader society, centered around the great Pyramid Cities of the original colony ship. The great houses- Rose, Lilac, Lily, Forget-me-Not, and others, have absolute control over the serfs within and upon the steppes of the great structures. Sub-houses- like the White Roses and the Yellow Lilies- occasionally are formed when expeditions into the great jungles of Orion are launched and manage to find enough precious stone to forge a new Pyramid complex. Many of the royal houses delegate their daily operations to stewards, flower-warriors, or even merchant-artisans, preferring to focus on expanding personal domains and managing the delicate balance of power in pursuit of the Obsidian Throne.

Outside of their personal domains, most politicking happens within the Great Pyramid of Landing, the only fully functional spaceport on the planet. Feasts of the Emprex are held here, as are crafting competitions and blood duels to jocky for formal positions within the Emprex' court and steer the course of planetary events as they jocky for position to be elected Emprex after the current monarch's passing.

Technology Overview: Orion Paradiso has an overabundance of vegetation, a lack of traditional "fossil fuels" that would feed normal industrial capacities, but it does contain a unique substance to its biosphere- Solarite. An amalgamation of Lithium and crystalline silicon occurring in mines beneath the jungle, the Solarite material is able to compensate for the lack of nuclear or petroleum fuels by providing exceedingly potent solar power generation.

The Flower Court has seen artisans pioneer the use of hard-light technologies for everything from personal weapons, to tools, to clothing. Indeed, only the truly wealthy find the need to wear full fabric cloth at all times- most of the peasant class prefers to use hard light clothing to better withstand the humidity found in their daily working conditions from the jungle world.

Machine tool growth has been limited over time, resulting in an over-reliance on Old Earth technology from the original colony ship. Only recently, a few years prior to the activation of the jump gates, did this change. The whole of the world stands on the precipice of a new age, for the Emprex' fledgling spacebound ships have completed a secret mission- retrieving precious metals from an asteroid in low orbit above Orion. The ability to bring rare metals to the markets may allow this dense jungle world to flourish into a new realm for humanity... or destroy it, when the Noble houses discover this upsetting revelation and rocks the balance of power.

Military Overview: Each household is encouraged and expected to field a personal guard that oversees daily security needs for the individual pyramid- calling on the Emprex to put down a peasant revolt or intervene in inter-house warfare is seen as a sign of weakness and will almost assuredly win the battle, but rule out the victor for future election to the throne of Landing. Most pyramids keep a cohort that is only a few hundred strong professional warriors, the Emprex has at their disposal a vast reserve of Solarite ore, ships capable of moving through the void of local space, and a palace guard of professional, full time soldiers.

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Through the Gateways: Humanity [Closed] [Soon to be Concluded]

Hello there. Been a few... weeks months since I originally posted.

Do you have room for a SolarPunk Neo-Aztec Federated Aristocracy? Or yall full up on those?

Through the Gateways: Humanity [Closed] [Soon to be Concluded]

Intriguing...

Unfortunately I don't have time to set up a nation before Monday. But I'll definitely try to give it a go!

Help! My Whole Town Is Stuck In This Fantasy World! (Interest Check)

@Lugubrious @Mr_Sheep_san @Penguin @Noodles @Lucifina @A Cute Angel @AyElEmAy @Jacky

OOC Is Up

Help! My Whole Town is Stuck in Another World!

Help! My Whole Town Is Trapped in a Fantasy World!

Crossville, MN is a quiet town. Founded in 1897 as a crossroads for logging companies south of the Canadian border, this small town has been in a perpetual boom and bust cycle for a while now. When the timber trade dried up, it became a railroad town and a bootlegger's pit stop. During The War its old timber mills helped produce wooden rifle stocks for the army. It settled into a long and slow decline until the discovery of oil in the fields surrounding town in 2009.

Mayor Harry Rawlins found the night of September 19th, 2019 to be a quiet one for a Friday. He had vague recollections of a weird, purple aurora borealis in the sky on his way back from Larry's Bar and Grille that night- he figured it was either the tequila or the fumes from the oil wells. The morning of September 20th was less quiet.

He tried to call his brother in New York to wish him a happy birthday, but the line went dead. Cell service was out too. So was internet. Power was still on, which meant the solar farm the power company installed wasn't affected by the weird aurora. People were starting to realize the horror of a world without internet when the crazy stuff started to happen.

John Michaels came driving into town, raving like a loon about a battle happening on the Interstate outside town. Knights, archers, catapults, and other raving craziness. Harry thought John was back on the angel dust and was about to have him thrown in the sherrif's cell to cool off when the horsemen came riding in. Honest to God Knights with swords. And pointed eared foot-soldiers straight out of that weird Comic-Con he'd seen on the news before.

The Knights introduced themselves as servants of League of Princes, fighting against the cruelty of King Braspian IV.

It only got weirder from there.

Two weeks have gone by since then. Wizards, cat-people, and diplomats have come to Crossville to look at the wonders of Earth technology. The Crossvillers don't know how they got to the nation of Braspian or whose side they should take in the civil war. They just know that nothing is the same anymore...

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Welcome to a little RP I like to call "Help! My Whole Town is Stuck in Another World!"

This RP draws a lot of inspiration from two sources:

- Eric Flint's "1632" series
- Log Horizon

It's about a whole group of people with wildly different life experiences, ideas, skills, and dreams being plucked from time and space by powers they will never understand and making the best of their new reality. You will never find out why or how you've been transported to the nation of Braspian.

The Primary thread will have to do with the civil war being waged between the League of Princes and King Braspian IV, and how the town of Crossville will navigate the, er, crossroads it finds itself in.

Secondary threads and short stories, one-off posts, and other ideas are accepted and encouraged. If you want to stretch your writing chops by having a phone technician pairing with a Wizard to create a telegraph? Go for it.

Prototype CS

Name:
Age:
Race: Human (Earth- Crossville, MN), Human (Braspian), Fantasy (Use best judgement, but Generic Fantasy Races are all on the table)
Appearance: (Anime image is permitted)
Personality:
Brief Backstory:
Equipment: (Any unique items on your person)
Profession:

Shared Worldbuilding

This is where I'll be placing 60% of the Accept/Decline. Write an introductory post about some factor in the world of Braspian. Its religions, rulers, schools of magic (no timey-wimey stuff), or history (the only things off the table here are the Dark Lord of the Ashlands and the current Braspian Civil War).

Other than this, go ham. Write a short story, or a fact based report, or a newspaper article. Get as creative as you want. Answer questions that haven't been asked. Ask questions that haven't been proposed.



Crossville has been transported to the rebellious Greywik Marshlands, roughly 20 km North of So'lin.

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Sample CS: Mayor Harry Rawlins

Name: Harry Jonathan Rawlins

Age: 66

Race: Human (Earth)

Appearance:


Personality: Pragmatic, too old for this nonsense, but calm in a crazy situation.

Brief Backstory: Born and raised in Crossville during the Baby Boom, Harry Rawlins lived a quiet life as a middle manager of the local lumber mill until its closing in the 80s. He has been Mayor of Crossville for 24 years now, a perpetual gig that no one seems eager to take from him. Harry's the perfect punching bag for the town's troubles- competent enough to keep Crossville from becoming a ghost town, but never able to get all the ducks in a row to stop

Equipment: (Any unique items on your person)

Profession: Mayor, previously a line manager in a lumber mill.

Shared Worldbuilding

September 20th, Crossville Town Council Meeting Minutes
Emergency Session
4:59 PM

Mayor Rawlins Calls meeting to order, advises those waiting outside the town hall will be given copies of the transcript as it is standing room only within the hall. Individuals in attendance continue speaking, screaming, loudly proclaiming the end of days. Rawlins calls meeting to order again. No response from crowd.

Mayor lowers gavel, asks to borrow sword from Sir/Lady Jeneviv Moltara. Sword is offered. Mayor tells assembled crowd he will use said sword to remove the middle finger from the next person who speaks. Old Lady Josie says he can't do that, rule against Cruel and Unusual Punishment in U.S. Constitution. Mayor remarks that we are no longer in the United States, as is plainly clear by the dragon that flew over Jeff Higgins' corn field two hours ago.

Murmurs die down.

Mayor Rawlins invites Lady Jeneviv Moltara to the speaker's dais, asking her to explain the current political situation Crossville finds itself in, and to "please keep it simple."

Lady Jeneviv proclaims that she is a Knight in the service of the League of Princes in Rebellion. She is interrupted by a speaker from crowd, asking how she speaks English. Lady Jeneviv shrugs and asks how we have come to speak the Common Language.

Crowd murmurs, Mayor Rawlins raises sword toward offending questioner. Silence. Lady Jeneviv continues.

The League of Princes is currently engaged in open rebellion against King Braspian IV, who rules from the capital city to the south-west some many miles. Braspian killed his older brother Magnus by poisoning at a dinner celebration (according to the League) and usurped the throne, claiming that his elder brother Magnus II was engaged in a plot to sell the nation to the Ash-Tyrant across the sea, a great and wicked sorcerer who rules an entire continent through fear and torture, with an army of Shadow-Fiends to do his bidding.

Mention is made of "Sauron" from the crowd. Mayor Rawlins brandishes sword again. Jeneviv is allowed to continue.

The League of Princes believe it is Braspian who is in league with the Ash-Tyrant, as he was never a friend of the northern provinces and Magnus promised them favorable treatment. When Braspian seized the League's emissaries and demanded hostages for loyalty, the League raised their banners and called their armies together to overthrow Braspian, seeking to establish a new confederation of cities rather than a supreme Kingdom.

Individual fiefdoms answered the call, armies were raised, and the war has been ongoing for three years now. The latest battle outside Crossville was a rare victory for the League, and Lady Jeneviv hopes to continue her campaign once her soldiers are rested and healed, potentially moving on a fortress called "The Mud Keep" that overlooks the marshlands to the west.

Harry opens the floor to questions at this time.

Q1: Is there magic in this world?
A1: Yes, there are many schools of sorcery. Jeneviv indicates she employs several magi to heal her grievously injured and throw fireballs as some kind of artillery, though mages are valuable and easily tire.

Q2: Has she ever met an orc?
A1: They reside over the eastern mountains. Are apparently very reasonable if brutish folk.
Q2: What about Elves? Dwarves? Lizardfolk? Tabaxi?
A1: Yes- she employs a company of Wood Elves as archers. Dwarves tend to keep to the Vaults on the island, an industrious folk and not given to care for the mainland's politics. Much is being done to win them over to the Princes' side- or at least keep them from taking the King's. Lizardfolk are common in the southlands. Tabaxi she is unfamiliar with.
Q2: What about Bigfoot?
(a description of bigfoot is provided)
A1: That is a foolish question. Those are goliaths and they live in the highland woods.
(Q2 is handed a number of dollar bills by others in the crowd)

Q3: Are we going to fight?
A1: Against me? No. You're on my land, though there was no village here the day before today. We will need to come to some understanding, but I consider you under my protection as the Lady of these lands.
(loud disagreement about "Property taxes" and which banks own which mortgages; eventually settles down)

Q4: Can we get a copy of the civil and criminal legal codes?
(Crowd member yells "You would, Larry! Ambulance chaser!")
A1: I don't see why not.

Q5: What can we do to get home?
A1: I'm not certain how you got here in the first place. But if you require anything of me to return to your world, know that I will be happy to provide it.

Q6: Can we still hold the town Oktoberfest even if Germany doesn't exist here?
A1: The what?
(A description of the planned festivities is provided by the Mayor)
A1: I would hope to be there for such a festival. I will bring some beer from my own castle.
(A cheer goes up from the crowd)

Q7: What are we going to do about protection? We don't have no army base, and the good lady is in her own war!
A2 (Mayor): I'll be working with city hall to set up an emergency committee. I want everyone to come by to the library at 9AM sharp tomorrow and fill out a form regarding past experience- every job you've had, every skill. We may need to do some reorganizing to make sure we make it through this mess. Whatever caused it.

Q8: Do we still have to pay the electric bills? What about the water? We got it from the lake and the lake ain't there no more!
A2: The electricity is safe for now. The solar farm paid off- and I know half of ya'll didn't want it installed in the first place! I've got two deputies there at all times to make sure it ain't tampered with. Unplug all unnecessary electronics, mind your usage. We've gotta make them last as long as possible. As for water, that is a dangerous shortage. I'll have Doc White look at our options
A1: Excuse me. Water purification is a standard spell for most mages. I'll be happy to send a few of my castle's student mages to assist with that.

[This Space will be added to as a kind of ongoing FAQ for the story]

Help! My Whole Town Is Stuck In This Fantasy World! (Interest Check)

Most definitely.

I'm sorry the OOC is not up yet. I'm limited in my posting schedule by my work. But I'm trying hard to get it set up today/tomorrow!

Help! My Whole Town Is Stuck In This Fantasy World! (Interest Check)

An initial CS. Still working on worldbuilding, should be up later today.

Prototype CS

Name:
Age:
Race: Human (Earth- Crossville, MN), Human (Braspian), Fantasy (Use best judgement, but Generic Fantasy Races are all on the table)
Appearance: (Anime image is permitted)
Personality:
Brief Backstory:
Equipment: (Any unique items on your person)
Profession:

Shared Worldbuilding

This is where I'll be placing 60% of the Accept/Decline. Write an introductory post about some factor in the world of Braspian. Its religions, rulers, schools of magic (no timey-wimey stuff), or history (the only things off the table here are the Dark Lord of the Ashlands and the current Braspian Civil War).

Other than this, go ham. Write a short story, or a fact based report, or a newspaper article. Get as creative as you want. Answer questions that haven't been asked. Ask questions that haven't been proposed.



Crossville has been transported to the rebellious Greywik Marshlands, roughly 20 km North of So'lin.

Help! My Whole Town Is Stuck In This Fantasy World! (Interest Check)

Oh wow, didn't know I'd get this level of interest.

I'll get to work on an OOC and fleshing the world out, but I will state up front that I'm a fan of collaborative worldbuilding. If you want to add something to the setting (a god/goddess, nation, people, etc.), you'll be free to do so in your CS.

The Last Laugh

@Ozerath Uniqueness, hands down. Keep it set to 1.