A story for Tusserk's writing game.
Immortality, at any cost
Life imitates art, and art imitates life
Why would anyone want a child?
From the cradle to the grave, the small things that define every human life.
Hello? Is there anybody out there, can anybody hear me?
The Cosmic Era starts now, in the era of fossil fuels.
The secret horrors of food in the Cosmic Era
Based on the system gaming research of Petroleum Era technologist Vincent Ocasla, Ocaslan planning maximizes the efficiency of everything from planned settlements to space habitats and arcology plans.
Found this article in 'the facebooks' and it read like a breakdown of the Cosmic Era.
Confronting the men who were about to break into his flat, Kevin hopes for answers. Instead, he finds more unanswered questions.
It is the height of the Victorian Age. London is the shining jewel in the most expansive empire the world has known. It is a good time to be a British citizen. The only problem is, you're a mouse.
Space travel is achieved by exposing Aerstones to mana while ancient threats awaken throughout the galaxy.
The one-stop Codex to peruse Chinese lore at your leisure. Eventually, this collection would include: weapons (blades, spears and bows), instruments (a particular type of string instrument known as the guqin), horses, myths (creation myths, legendary figures and folklore stories) and others (lifeforms, historical ranking systems and other topics subject to author whims and popular demand).
Part of the Fermi Paradox, the Great Filter is one of the explanations as to why intelligent alien life hasn't been discovered.
Everything wrong with the 2014 Godzilla
Big monsters and low lifes
Transformers RPG: Rules for Driving and Flying, Rules for Skill checks and skill Descriptions
A TRANSFORMERS RPG TO TRY AND CAPTURE THE SPARK OF THE G1 CARTOON SERIES
A new-school fantasy novel based on my Crunalan society of the Dragon Empire setting and various historical characters whose stories have been mangled up by the author’s imagination. Most critical readers welcomed!
The Jiangsi was the name of an undead being in Chinese folklore and mythology. Usually translated as zombie or vampire for Western palates, the Jiangsi was really neither. They appeared as simply risen, fresh corpses. They moved (peculiarly!) by hopping rather than walking, and sought out the living to suck the Qilife force from their victims.
Perhaps significantly more interesting than the Jiangsi itself, was the lore surrounding them. "Zombie wranglers", or "Corpse Herders", usually Daoist priests, were men tasked with delivering these undead beings back to their respective home towns. Tradition in China placed great importance and emphasis on the return of the dead to their homes and families, and thus the corpse herders came to be. By using magick words and talismans they would animate the dead, and by placing specially inscribed parchments of paper over the Jiangsi heads and faces, the corpse herders would be able to control the hopping corpses. Then like pied pipers, they would lead processions of subdued undead, across many miles, rhythmically chanting and ringing tiny bells.
Special inns were built across China to house these undead caravans, as the zombies could only travel by evening and night, the sun anathema to them. Rows of doors opening to barely a closet-space, lined the walls of these special establishments. Behind these doors, the corpses would be stored upright while the corpse herders rested in rooms.
The Jiangsi under the control of a corpse herder were quite harmless, merely hopping after him, silently and without complaint, for weeks and months. If however, the magicked parchment would somehow be removed from their faces, the creatures would immediately seek living humans to kill. Their thirst for Qi was unquenchable.
The job of a corpse herder was an interesting one to say the least.