This is a great take on the "Peaceful Alien" archetype, it's interesting to see what would happen to such a culture after such a long period of brutality. It ties in well to the Chellis, too. Are they a byproduct of alien intervention? Or perhaps the Chelonians themselves were deposited on their world from another place.

And please tell me you're not going to dangle Gypsy Space Vampires out there and not write them up, too.

I've always been fascinated with the idea, almost universal in primitive cultures, that the consumption flesh is a means of power. This is an excellent example of how to take such a belief and turn it into something even more awesome.

Besides that, this is just some plain ol' good writing. Considering the title and subject, this post could have been a lot sillier (not that that would necessarily be a bad thing,) but despite being slightly more serious and usable, it's still pretty danged funny, and that opening prose was a good read.

It's easy to think of this as an awesome, believable superstition for a culture, but I like the idea of it potentially being very real. I'm hung up on the concept of a fixed number of deaths of each type, so cool! What if it didn't (or stopped) changing throughout the years? How would characters deal with the ensuing population explosion, and the potentially apalling outcomes Silveressa pointed out?

Wow, that was not what I was expecting.

Muro brings up a great point, buildings that influential would most certainly cause an impact. I mean, you know, an historical one. After their deaths, and the immediate collapses, I could see an endless parade of revivalists, archiechtural taboos, and official investigations. Survivors would be left wondering, did Sid and Jir really sabotage their own masterpieces? Did one of them do it? Was could cause them to do such a thing?

I see what you mean by victim of a bad edit. It's certainly more than a little chunky. I'll take a look at it at fix the spelling errors here sooner than later.

You actually had more to do with this post than you think. You asked a lot of good questions in chat the other day. The answers are there; on the surface, lurking in the shadows, and in the developing world around the lotus.

I'm guessing that these are ment to harvest energy from a star, placed somewhere in the orbit of a planet, or perhaps arranged in a dyson sphere around the star itself, but this isn't made very clear. I see a lot of interesting science, I'm especially intrigued by the phospholipid discs. I wonder why manufactured cells would be more efficient than their biological analogues. Hopefully that's something we'll see expanded in the future.

I think there's a strong, innovative idea here, but right now it looks more like just that, an idea, rather than a post. Perhaps this is just too technical of a subject to encompass in a 100-word post. There's some awesome hard sci-fi here, it's just waiting to happen.

After editing, this is lot more streamlined and coherent of an idea. It's clearer what the sleeves are for and how they are used, but enough room is left for the imagination. Revoted.

Great, functional transportation item. I wonder, though, if the ruby heart is magically stuck to the door, how does the user retrieve it? After closing the door, the heart could be thousands of miles away. That might make for some interesting twistiness.

I'm enamored of the first sentence. "The Ruby Heart is the fastest way to get home," is perfectly succicinct, and has that folksy fairy-tale ring to it that I love.

You've managed to make the battery novel, not an easy task.

I could see them used as an auxilliary battery in starships, something equivalent to having a second battery in your car to power just the lights. Although, in the case of spacefaring, it would be better served as life support. The incredibly long lifespan would mean that even used-spaceship buyers wouldn't have to worry about replacing them.

A great, humorous post, and a wonderful nuisance animal. The image of a squirrel, its eyes shimmering with hunger and teeth gleaming with the brightness of steel, gnawing away at someone's chainmail.

I like the idea of challenging yourself to do a post in 100 words, and you did so beautifully here. You've given us the perfect amount of information to want, and therefore create more.

I'm especially enamored of the idea that Dwarves hate the Hemangini. A religious taboo I'd think, a direct opposition to the convenience of the thing. Metal, after all, takes an intense amount of labor and man-hours to mine, and the process is notoriously lethal. If one can simply pluck a metal nut from a tree, what does that say about all the ancestors who languished and died in the mines? Are their souls no longer worth anything? Better to just destroy the plant.

It's also a wonderful explanaition of why especially hippy-dippy elves might be in possession of metal tools and weapons despite mines having a bad habit of killing or displacing life in the area.

A great post is detailed. A great post flows smoothly and is well-written. A great post is full of background, but easily lifted from its context and placed in a new setting. A great post has me crook-necked over my computer for the entire duration of my reading it, regardless of length. A great post gets a 5/5.

This is a great post.

The names immidiately made me think of Battletech, and then about half-way through, I realized I was reading a Battletech post. This is a great example of something that fits perfectly within a pre-existing setting.