In the Star Gate Universe, lifeforms can Ascend. Ascension is a process by which sufficiently-evolved sentient beings may shed their physical bodies and live eternally as pure energy on a higher plane of existence full of knowledge and power.
It is a mental, spiritual or evolutionary enlightenment that can arise as the direct result of achieving a certain level of wisdom and self-knowledge. Ascension was also employed by the Ancients as a means to avoid a number of issues threatening their species with extinction.
The Furlings, they almost Ascended.
Their belief system and physics denied the existance of anything "beyond". They believed that "other physics" practiced by other races were just flawed and had quirks in their math.
Yet, like all races, they were looking for a way to perfect themselves and become immortal. They achieved Singularity through the use of technology. Their minds and energy patterns were merged into near indestructable crystal pylons. The Pylons function as... well we don't hvae the words to really explain the concept yet. Put simply...
Pylons acted as computers in which the minds and energy patterns were downloaded. The pylon provides a virtual world for the mind to exist in and provides augmented mental processes for the mind embedded in it.
Pylons have powerful sensory and communication equipment, allowing them FTL sensory access and communicated with other Pylons and if they slow down their perceptions enough.... minds/ being outside their pylons.
Pylons are zero point energy tranducers, providing them a near unlimited source of power to power themselves and to construct any matter they would need.
Furling Technology had nannite, forcefield, and neutron matter abilities. Since the mind in the Pylon has the access to "the database" of all Furling Knowledge (or they could simply ask another Furling who knows something and that knowledge could be downloaded) and the ability to force create psuedo matter through the use of zero point energy, they can make anything they might need.
Furlings now live in a state of pure conciousness and at a rate thousands of times faster than any material being. They still have community with each other, but they can opt to be single. No matter what, they are still perfecting themselves, as that is their goal. They have divorced themselves from material reality in most ways. For all effective purposes, they have ascended.
A Furlong Planet normally looks like a planetary garden with a classical greek motif or nature preserve with two foot to four foot tall (6 to 12 decimeters) pieces of quartz about. Some are on pedistals, others are simply in the ground. A few are quite large, some are smaller. The areas are tended, nearly automatically, by either nanites who do all the maintance of the plants/ animals, etc or by nanite collectives (liquid metal robots) that move about doing things.
It should be noted, that Dr Daniel has a large piece of crystal in his workshop. It is probably a Pylon. Perhaps the Furling might become interested in what is happening outside their perfect collective universes. Go to Comment
It was a suprise when you did Star Gate. I had almost forgotten about this race.
So you have inspired a new quest. Everyone should write something from their favorite science fiction (or fantasy) series/ franchise. I want Jedi, I want Captains of Starships (or any officer of Star Fleet), I want SG teams, I want Serenity Characters, I want Officers of the Bloodguard, I want Heralds, I want Bene Gesserit, I want all those other oddly garbed leaguers that are in the background, I want Brown Coats, I want Witch Hunters, I want villians from said pieces, and I want... well you get what I want. You are not allowed to do a named character from the Franchise (books/ series). The character still has to fit the setting. Can we do this as a quest? Go to Comment
Ok, you dont have to be a Serenity fan to like this one. The premise is a fascinating one, and one that echoes in many books, films, etc...
The nagging desire to know more about something an author/auteur mentions/shows in passing, offering little or no additional information on the subject, and instilling an urge to expand the idea in the viewer's/reader's mind.
Emm, right so, back to the submission. I like both options presented, with a particular soft spot for the first one, the furling sloths!
However, option 2 offers this gem; The one thing still eagerly traded among them, are "touches", intricate scans of minds, revealing much about a person and his own race. If you were in the vicinity of a Furling, all of them will soon know you intimately.
I couldn't imagine running this with any group I have been with. You would have to be a talented group because I would force my group to sing, karaoke anybody? LOL
I could always see, in situations like this, that there would be a couple entrepreneurs in each city that would take advantage of it. These would pray the curse would never be lifted and might even try to stop any that would attempt it. Why? Income. The Singing City of Shagrala. It would become a sensation. The hub of theatre, the bowl of creative inspiration, everything can be a song after all. I see many of the most famous bards in the land would have their start there. Theatres of all sorts sprouting about. Travelers would venture from all over the world to visit this nest of song. It would be on everybody's lists of must see places. I would guarantee that nobles and kings from distance lands would even want to make the trip to see for themselves this wonder of human entertainment. The best thing is, not only do they have live entertainment for every type of interaction, they become part of it themselves.
What a fabulous idea. I can't even comprehend all the options at this point for something like this. It could sprout to a city of any type thing, fighting, drinking, gambling, the ideas are limitless even if somebody doesn't like the singing idea. Gambling, have the need to put a wager on anything. Etc etc etc Go to Comment
Dragons don't care for people, but they can be useful. Humans say dragons are born only once in a hundred years. That may be true. What is true, is that every hundred years are newly born dragons subjected to the Test.
They are turned into a human form and left at a random part of the monkey's lands. There they should study, learn and finally agree on one specific intervention which they will then perform.
Dragons are not cooperative creatures. The Test is the introduction to dragon society, where rivalries are rampant, but cooperation sometimes necessary. The young will be judged by their choices, may attract mentors, and their first enemies.
There are no rules for what they do, as long as it is in accord with serpentine ideals. While displays of power are loved by every dragon, manipulation is a worthier skill. If the newborn fail, it is just the humans that pay the price.
This plot is for the GMs, that are not afraid of shaking up their game world. It allows the players to create a major change in the world, perhaps wallowing a little in the less moral areas. While they have the power to destroy nearly everything, creativity is asked of them. To burn another castle is worthless and boring. To quietly topple a royal family, which provokes a war in four other kingdoms is more interesting, as would be the aided rise of a new religion or the return of an old one. One famous drakeling revealed his identity and proclaimed himself a god. He was summarily eaten.
So that's the deal: create some deep and lasting change in the world, while hidden in the disguise of nothing lesser than a human. You will be judged depending on what, how and why you did it.
After the change
The one night game over, the players can start a new campaign in this world (for the more reckless groups, just continue). The Game Master can have fun with elaborating on the actual effects of the intervention, especially the unexpected ones. The players in turn can enjoy the fruits of their labor and keep guessing what they had caused in the end and what happened of the dragons. Go to Comment
After the members of SG-1 became galactic celebrities in their own right, it became increasingly difficult to send them on the more sensitive missions. The safety of Earth needs more than respecting the wishes of dead civilizations and egoistic aliens. Not all of the stealing happened without the knowledge of the Stargate Command. And some of those incredible adventures you see on TV are indeed impossible... unless someone secretly helps out.
The characters are a highly trained blackops team. Depending on their mission, they may be thieves, saboteurs, even assassins, not rarely acting against declared allies. If they are caught, their existence will be denied, and the means to an easy suicide are part of their equipment package. It's all for Earth.
This one-off game is good for an introduction into the universe, or an alternative look on the setting if the existing game becomes too stale. Go to Comment
Many were the adventures of the brave crew of Enterprise, the captain and his trusted lieutenants. But what was happening, while they were asleep? The universe never lacks in surprises, after all. Unfortunately, the Starfleet trusts not all of its personnel equally. It would appear, that boredom is your fate.
There is only one rule in the game: The captain must never know.
All other rules ("Everything must look normal in the morning", "Most of the crew must survive") are derivative of this one. The mood can range from lighthearted to dark ironic to downright silly.
- general technical difficulties
- attack by evil aliens
- attack by evil nymphomaniac aliens
- sudden unexplained transport thousands of lightyears away
- ghosts of the red shirts start to rise
- sleepwalking crew
- your private deal with the Ferengi goes south
- strange energy beings that piss you off
- the Borg of a damaged cube have adopted a Christmas cycle for a change
- Q drops by and finds nobody of consequence to chat with... better keep him entertained Go to Comment
The Dream Guard (for longer games, it could really use a better name)
The setting can be one of:
- a colonization ship flying to the stars, with most of the crew hibernating
- a Full Reality(tm) entertainment environment/replacement holiday resort
- a virtual prison
- a research facility researching some of the above things
In any case, the PCs are the guarding/observing personnel attending to the sleepers. They have certain privileges (powers if you will), but cannot truly act against their charges, unless specifically allowed by their superiors. There can be some dual online-offline adventuring.
- somebody's breaking the rules - whether it's special abilities, illegal implants, or sheer force of will (insanity?), someone hacked the system. The perp can be anything from a harmless voyeur, to a violent criminal... or killer.
- that shouldn't happen - so many minds connected together have some rather unforeseen effects, and laws of nature turn out to have more rules than suspected.
- this isn't ours - somebody was attracted from outside, and wants to find out about this alternate reality. Could be just a hacker. Could be something else. Go to Comment
The Emperor (king, khan, whatever) has died and as a precaution for the afterlife created statues in the image of his personal guard and important servants, to serve him in his afterlife (think the famous Terracotta Figures).
The PC's awaken as ghosts. They are in the burial chamber of their Emperor, where some graverobbers have just clumsily destroyed their statues. It is their mission, with very limited powers, to avenge this insult on their employer and make sure nothing is stolen (killing all robbers is preferred). Talk about a relaxing afterlife.
Extending the scenario:
- the original PCs were the authors of (a part of) the grave, they have designed some of the defenses. Stings quite a bit, if the thieves got through them.
- the statues in their image were supposed to be honorary - looks like the bastard has turned them into servants in his afterlife! Now they are bound to do their duty (or it is their only way out of bondage), but a little revenge wouldn't be out of question.
- maybe they can possess the thieves and get a new life instead...
- and maybe this is some complicated ploy by that tricky Emperor to get back into life. Could make more than one adventure. Go to Comment
This works best with a group of mid level PCs (5-7th). Make sure that the majority of the group has a good sense of humor
Ok here is the set up. The PCs have just ventured into a large city and have noticed something odd. Everyone is stangely silent, and even more odd everyone they meet is going out of thier way to not make any noise at all. Then it happens: a nail is dropped and the entire city breaks into one show tune style song. At this point have the PCs roll a Fort save (55) Upon thier failure, every time one of them speaks, it must be in song!
In order to break this curse, the PCs must venture to the Shadow Swamp and persuade the night hag/12th sor. to lift her spell. Along the way, the group will meet up with others who are under this vile curse. (an orchish raiding party coming out to Drowning Pool's "Let the Bodies hit the Floor" is a frighting thing indeed)
The reason for this curse? It seems that Markos the Dashing, a famous bard traveled through the city months ago and offended the local ruler. In return for this offense, Markos was humilated and ran out of town. Markos then ventured into the swamp and cut a deal with the night hag.
I have ran this adventure twice and both times have had hysterical results. Is there anybody out there that could help me add to it? Go to Comment
Umm. In the series, these very people you are talking about (who were under N.I.D. techically), who were operating under Maybourne, were all caught (by a sting set up by Jack O'neil), tried, and when possible the materials they took returned. This was all done to foster good will among any Aliens who might take offense and drop a NAQUADAH bomb on us from high orbit.
Goa'uld are excluded from that. You can take anything you want from them as the TAU'RI and GOA'ULD are at war. Go to Comment
A desolate region is almost entirely without normal vegetation. Local plants are able to unroot themselves and crawl along the ground in search of water and fertile soil. The inhabitants fence their crops in to keep them from wandering off and put heavy stone thresholds in the doorways of their huts to keep wayward plants out.
The plants sense by chemical cues, lacking sight or hearing, and tend to avoid herbivores or anything that smells of "dead plants". Characters with horses are likely to be unwelcome among the locals.