A corporate Alpha Strike team
There are two stories to the Cursed Cup of Immortality, the one that was fabricated and sold to adventurers upon return, and the real story.
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.
The original LAbyNite game started as a yahoo group BB game, and it mixed Vampire the Masquerade and The Fast and the Furious. There was a mix of cars, guns, violence, sex, street life and the underground worlds of both criminals and of the undead. That game ended some years ago, and there was been an interest in reviving/rebooting it. The following are going to be some flagpole ideas for the new game and revised setting.
In the Cosmic Era, there is one thing that has grown with the advent of arcanotech and hypertech, the gap between the wealthy and destitute. While nations are building space stations and starting terraforming projects on other planets, there are large sections of planet Earth that are still post apoc era.
Aeon Flux - excised from failed 30 Amazons submission
Goldenrod Autonics, formerly Host Cybernetics and Robotics, is a well known and respected boutique auton manufacturer in the Cosmic Era. Their high end machines are easily recognized for their metallic gold exteriors and stylized features.
Phenocladistics is an emerging field of genetic engineering that differs from gene cleaning, augmentation, and cosmetic alterations. The creations of phenocladistic manipulation are capable of breeding true and creating more of their own kind, providing there is similar blood stock for them to breed with.
In the Petrol Era, identity theft was simply the stealing of personal information and financial fraud. In the Cosmic Era, it is something entirely different.
Also known as a Health Monitor, the Gesund Auf is a very common bionic implant in the Cosmic era, especially in the Atlantic Federation and other leading edge nations.
The main commodity in the Cosmic Era is data and communication, in the form of social media, entertainment, advertising, and other electronic sources of information. The spread of this data is measured in a unit known as a meme (also spelled meem)
Denizens of the frozen tundras and ghosts of the ice sheets, the zherebetz zimna are equally feared and sought after by the hyperborean races
A staple of high end sci-fi is the replicator or the nano-assembler. There is a much more practical and less technomagical way to achieve the same goal. The exciting thing is that this technology exists now, and we're getting much better at it.
Common sense and the rule of cool clash over the role of the bow in the hypertech setting of the Cosmic Era
A portmanteau of Kaku and engram. Dr. Kaku of the middle Petrol era posited the quantification of human emotion, while an engram is a cybertechnological recording of a human mind, a snapshot of a mental or emotional state.
Found this article in 'the facebooks' and it read like a breakdown of the Cosmic Era.
A vulgar name for a very minor creature, granted, yet the whore-spider doesn't seem to mind its appellation.
A chilling wind whips through the hollow. Winter's bite grips your spine. The very air you breath stings. Snow swirls all around you, yet, the trees... the trees are motionless in the gale, unaffected by the cold, biting winds.
The limb that got away and became the symbol of a revolution.
Seven more magical rings, each with a very different enchantment on it.
Now, this ol' ramblin fellow tends to walk his talk a bit too far down the train sometimes.. So I'll be brief in my recantin' of how it was my Tavern "came to bein'" on the multiverse as a weave of it's own spell.. And how I'm even alive to tell the story!
You see it's simple really, trust me.. that's my specialty, keepin it elementary. And you can trust this old Bard.
Anyway, this one night these wizards get a ramblin' on about the temporal exististance of space and time and how it could be manifested in a weave of super dimensional space. whereupon the folded space would give rise to an infinite number of entrances and exits to one or many spaces. Now, seein' how my talkin' sometimes get's locked into the way us folks used to talk back in the ol' west. These wizards didn't know I was a master of the word. and I had heard everything they said. They were also a bit over the wagon, while I was steerin' the show.
So that's how it came to pass, I struck a bargain with the wizards. They come to me in the morning and conjure up their idea into reality and I'd pledge them my life, my existance.. in essence my soul. but in a much nicer sense of the word. So they came by in the morning a half remembering our talks the prior evenin'. And I recanted their words verbatum, and that's how it came to be. The spell was complete that afternoon. My tavern would be the super dimensional cube that would exist in this weave of space and time, folks could come and go as they please, knowin in mind some of the rules and limitations set forth.
A few of 'em as follows.
No feller can be causin a ruckus inside any of my fine establishments, as always rule number one god damnit.
n' second the portal works kinda tricky. When ya outside ya cast the spell and lend your will to luck a bit and regardless the doors to the bar will appear, the windows a luminescent amber.. you can hear the chattee but ya can't see in. And the catch is the door might be locked, in which case you chalk it up to lady luck and go walk off and try again in an hour. Now most times the door pops right open and from the outside you always come in the front door, immediately greeted by myself or one of our many fine patrons of Hooper McFin's Ale & Steakhouse.
Now when ya cast the spell from inside the Tavern, another catch comes up. The back door is mainly a secret for the non-initiated staff and the regulars but for sake of the prose let's assume we all know there's a secret door in the back with a portal there. Now when you go on through this one, you got two scenario's you oughta be aware of. One is ya pop outside relative to the same spot you came out. The other is, you walk back on into this one or another of our many Hooper McFin's Ale & Steakhouse.
so it's a clever quantum railroad I got my tavern and my people's caught on. But, Hey the show's sure as always goin. ohhh' rutin tootin skidoodle -
** And that's it.. that's the only notes I found on the spell, apparently out there somewhere is a Tavern caught on the mighty ebb and flow of the multiverse. Well. at least I can put to rest my torment as to the condition now referred to as "Hooper McFin's Teleportation Paranoia".
Dr. Clarke T. Mulligan - Professional researcher of Time & Space.
Hooper McFin's Ale & Steakhouse