Planetoid DF-9.

>>792509
>>792512
Popularly known as "Bob".

I vote Rupert

Let's name him Dave the Living Planet.

>>792509
Butts.

Darian.

Seconding Butts

>>792514
Seconding "Bob".

I second bob

>>792526
Only one I can accept.

>>792525
now now, we must be more professional than that

now Dickbutt, that's a name.

Seconding "bob" as an unofficial nickname, with some more formal designation that people don't actually use.

B0BDF-9 is a good catalogue number, but it should be popularly known as Butts.

Its called dirt. They're always called dirt.
or maybe water. Can we call it water and then make fish-people?

Leprechaunus

Arrithasa.
A cold dry and dark world far from its sun but rich in geothermal vents and minirals

Makermon 2017/04/04(Tue)12:05 No. 793378 ID: b7bb24
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>>792525
>>792530
>>792673
>>792709


>>792526
And so, hurling through the great vast emptiness at incalculable speeds is Darian. A beacon of life in a sea of death. Orbited by two small moons; one of gas and one of rock, this planet is nicknamed-"Bu-uts" by its residents their word for dirt/earth. More on them later.

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And for the most part, our story shall take us here- The Echidnean Zone.A patch of Darian with land varied from the great tundras to deep lakes. Situated on the equator- The dark rainforest on the great river was said to be a sprawling melting pot for the start of life on Darian. As were the icy mountain that mirrored it on the other side of the Column Ocean. Between them the great Archipelago; fertile and teeming with aviary life. And finally, above them, just visable, is the horn of a great green wasteland. While appearing lush from a distance, the green rock that covers that land is said to be fatal to touch, supposedly even to approach.

Which of these areas should we examine more closely? Furthermore, tell me a little about it; Its name, its history maybe. Do not tell me who lives there.

Let's take a look at the floating archipelago. It's a set of enormous pumice rafts strung together by cables that drift around on the ocean's currents. When the wasteland became uninhabitable, its residents were driven out to sea. During their search for a new home, one of the ships wrecked on a chunk of rock that rammed into it from the side. Rather than crowd the remaining ships, they were left with seeds, supplies, and a promise for rescue when the rest of the fleet struck the mainland.

It was fourty years before the wreck was found again. In that time, the island had circled the globe three times, and the inhabitants had attatched five more islands to the original. The population had tripled, and very few wanted to leave. A few charts of the archipelago's path were given to the "rescuers", and the country of Roterra established contact with the rest of the world.

We're exploring the wasteland, a land called Greenland. Long ago, the whole of this world was home to a great civilization, but in a terrible and climactic war they launched weapons of great power that rendered the great majority of the landmass uninhabitable. Greenland, the only neutral country, was the only land spared the wrath of the terraformer missiles.

>Butt Greenland is one big radioactive rock
Hilarious. Let's call it "Piu-yorK CT" and make a fictional comic starring a 6-armed supervillain from Nuclear Greenland who can vomit sticky-green fiber-glass waste, insults the heroes to the point that they go insane, and has serious personal issues involving self-pity and his inadequate relationship with his bitter, jealous wife.

Start at the lake.

The mountainous heights, peaks and plateaus are full of oddly persistent permafrost. Named, "The Cold at the Beginning of Time," in certain mythology, the ice renders them a place that the brave, foolish or desperate sometimes dare to travel through, but which is mostly a giant graveyard of icily preserved remains from history.

The green rock is actually a clear reflective surface, reflecting green light back from this world's sun. The mysterious deaths of interlopers are probably from sunstroke and/or operating their vehicle while blind. It's probably not intentional. There probably aren't mysterious turreted structures built to concentrate this effect on offshore targets. They probably haven't been there for all of recorded history. Probably.

Makermon 2017/04/05(Wed)11:43 No. 793653 ID: b7bb24
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>>793397
>>793398
>>793431
Our story will take us through the wasteland but as it is uninhabitable- will not begin there.

>>793392
Our story takes us south of the dark green wasteland to the lively floating Archipelago. Formed from a buoyant volcanic rock, these islands traverse the planet with the currant like great ships.The central and most interesting island Roterra is where our character resides. While mostly the island is sparse wood villages, at the centre of Roterra is the Welled Citadel. like a great stone cathedral carved out of the very mother rock, this is where civilains from all the islands come together. Other intersting locations are the village on the Great peak of Arthosa on the neighbouring island of Arthosa, the Face of Rot on Roterra and assorted seaside farms and villages on all eleven of the islands. Please tell us where our story shall take place and a little more about it. (I think we're going for a semi-medieval time period here)

>>793653
sorry if unclear- not more about the story but about the location; we're world building.

The Face of Rot, so named because of how pimply and scarred the terrain is with swamps and sinkholes, much like the face of a young tyrant who seized power from his parents. Roteric the Mad sent many peasants to die mining this moor for ore, and eventually his mistreatment incited his subjects to revolt.

>>793653
The Great Peak of Arthosa is a popular tourist retreat, monastery and restaurant. The monks are famed for their mastery of the culinary arts. It is rumored when a master passes away, his students cut him up and serve him at a feast in his honor.

>>793675
It's probably not a good idea to mine a floating island. Especially considering that all you would find is pumice.

>>793758
Let's hope that's just a rumor. But I like the idea of starting at that monastery, perhaps as a monk.

The Welled Citadel, is so named because of its abundant fresh water. The water comes from cisterns, which were first established early during settlement because of the tendency for rain to collect in pools there, and then the system was expanded and improved ever since. The Citadel supplies almost all of the fresh water in the islands, for free, thanks to a combination of cumulative innovations in engineering over time, and the centuries of effort by water and wind magi who have gradually enchanted it into one of the most heavily magical places in Darian. Waters drunk regularly in the citadel itself are known to cure many diseases, and also to greatly increase the longevity of long-time residents as much as tripling it over normal. These health benefits led to the establishment of the Hospice of Alms there, where even the destitute are treated and restored to full health free of charge.

The Citadel was the focus of the many civil wars early in Roterra's history because of its fresh water supply. Until they were all defeated and the republic was established, the militant "noble" factions vied for royal supremacy over each other in frequent wars, claiming The Citadel and driving their foes from it in battles which were always scrupulously held outside the walls for fear of damaging the water supply that all depend on. The needs of upkeep and development for the wells caused it to become the center of The Wizards Association, and also the bureaucracy of government, as the islands developed in civil institutions, prosperity and general sophistication.

>>793777
Well they didn't call him the Mad because he liked football.

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And overlooking its neighbour Roterra; the Great Peak of Arthosa. Home to a monastery dedicated to finding a divine connection through taste. From atop the monastery the welled citadel can be seen in the distance, the intense hubub of trade muted from atop the spire . Occasionally gems mined from the volcanic rock at the bottom of Welltowne find their way to the monastery but rarely are they bought. Father Matricc- head chef of the monastery keeps a tight ship rejecting possessions "anything that cannot be consumed should not be collected" as he liked to mention. Today a traveller from afar has come to the Monastery. Who they are and what their motivations may be are up to you.

>>793851
>>793777 --Volcanic rocks often form crystals
>>793758

In character description, gender doesn't matter. I know it's a monastery but...eeh, I'm not sacrificing story for bureaucracy.
Now we're starting to get into the real story.

>>794075
A wizard with no tongue and his talking cat familiar, the duo known as Fio the Curious and Milklap. Their goal: To find a warm place to nap! ...That's just Milklap. Fio is here to find the ultimate Taste, in the hope it will provide the insight he needs to finally create the perfect tongue.

>>794075
The inventor Lethe has come to the peak of Arthosa for a really, really tall cliff to jump off! Oh, and test her new birdwings out. I hope she remembered to pack those.

>>794075
A woman, nine months pregnant and due any day now, travels to the monastery for a safe place to deliver her child, that she and the child will be safe. Her village shunned her when they learned that she had lain with a dragon.

>>794094
This sounds like a great backstory for a protagonist.

>>794075
A small slip of a girl, naked as the day she was born, and carrying a sharpened hardwood pole longer than she is, travels to the monastery in the hopes of producing a one of a kind meal that could not be made anywhere else. She has heard the rumors that the monastery will cook anything... or anyone...

>>794094
Half-dragon refugee, raised in a monastery.

She was exiled, not just because the father was a dragon, but because the father was a blue dragon, and there are many old prejudices still around about chromatic dragons always being evil. She hopes that her son can escape the same stigma, and that the monks can raise him to prove an exception to the rule.

>>794097
>>794101
Either of these, or both.

The first would be a fun one-shot; the second sounds like the start of an epic quest.

>>794101
I like this addition.

The father was one of the chessmasters, and could be seen as good or evil depending on your point of view; the real world is messy that way, and doesn't have such clear dividing lines. With her around, he tried to be better.

Inspector Regolith is chasing a lead in a cold homicide case. The identity of the murderer is still uncertain, but the method of murder and eyewitness reports describe a man who dressed and acted like one of the monks from here. This is a long-shot on a case that has been dead for a year, and Aqua Regolith doesn't even know if the suspect was actually a monk or just faking it. This trip is really just grasping at straws.

The last of the ancients, a people who built wonders in ages past. Now she seeks a jier to the knoledge she carries before its gone forever.

(Heir)

A half-dragon hero of some renown, but only the bottom half is a dragon.

apologies, this is day 7 of a 15 day hiatus due to exams :( sorry, if you're enjoying the thread, please don't let it die, perhaps a bump if it gets near the bottom. Otherwise, thanks for sticking with it.

This is TGChan.org, not 4chan. There's quests whose last post is in 2016 still on the catalog page, bumping is nowhere near necessary for less than a month hiatus, and even if it goes into the graveyard you can just ask mods to put it back.

>>795813
Good luck with your exams; we'll be here when you get back.