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By: axlerowes

Arakis's zombie problem went largely ignored, because it was believed that the Shai-Hulud (sand worms) would effectively dispose of the undead walkers. Unfortunately the problem grew until the roving herds of sunburnt ghouls threatened the flow of spice. While observing one of the great reanimated masses over take a Harvester from the safety of an ornithopter, an Imperial Zoologists noted that the sand caked flesh eating revenants walked entirely without rhythm. Shortly after receiving this report the Bene Gesserits claimed to have a solution to Arakis's hellish resurrections. They asserted to the agents of the great houses that the worms could be drawn to the walkers using an ancient sonic weapon. According to the sisters, exposing the zombies to an antediluvian ballad composed by the great master M. Jackson would force them to step in time. View
By: axlerowes

One of the PCs comes across a magical ring that grants some power but has odd aura as if cursed. Yet this curse is different than the standard curse. When the PC puts on the ring he/she suddenly feels married. There is now an illusionary woman, who he/she cares deeply for but who is also always very critical of the PC. The wife is demanding of attention and constantly giving the PC directions. The PC wearing the ring is the only one that can see and hear the bride. The curse can never completely be lifted. Even if the PC takes off the ring and somebody else puts the ring on; the PC will still be visited by the ex-wife at least once a month. During this visit she will demand money and apologies. View

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Advice for interstellar Travellers By: axlerowes
   7 Months, 2 Weeks, 5 Days, 9 Hours, 31 Minutes ago

For some people a single planet can be both too small and too crowded, too complicated and too limited at the same time. Are you the kind of person that wants to live a life free between the stars? This article will help you live that life successfully.

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   7 Months, 4 Weeks, 1 Day, 1 Hour, 50 Minutes ago

An evergreen shurbery that can forsee the future. Also a very sought after item for high end landscaping.

La Nan: The Web of a Million Rice Fields By: axlerowes
   1 Year, 2 Months, 3 Weeks, 2 Days, 13 Hours, 23 Minutes ago

Giant Robotic spider that loves farming, Buddhism and selling weapons of mass destruction. The cosmic era.

Mikate (mee-kah-TAY) By: axlerowes
   1 Year, 4 Months, 2 Days, 4 Hours, 24 Minutes ago

Which is the greater magic; that which can sink a castle into the earth or that which can make the world's greatest sandwhich?

Conventions of Galactic Cartography By: axlerowes
   1 Year, 6 Months, 3 Weeks, 6 Days, 23 Hours, 1 Minute ago

"Maps are a human thing. They like to make simplified models in which things are labelled, placed on grids and details are glossed over. I assume it is because their minds are spatial and not mathematical. Things to the human mind are defined by there relation to other things. That is why they need two points to draw straight line, whatever that is. Sincerely, though I don't understand the utility of it, but I don't fight it. The Captain says go to grid space 10-K, and I can discern what he means."

-Lagrimal-0201020101, Chief Navigational Program for the FTO freighter Mtuzanizibar.

Fainter Stars: Blackwatch By: axlerowes
   1 Year, 6 Months, 4 Weeks, 10 Hours, 39 Minutes ago

"I've been tethered to the side of a spaceship, nothing but a thin layer of carbon fabric between my nuts and the vacc, and I've looked up from the panel or whatever is broken and seen all those stars. It use to make me feel small, but not anymore. Cause after a few runs between those stars, it changes. It will change for you. You will realize that the closer you get to those stars the smaller everything gets. You know what I saying? Ain't that many goldilocks worlds, but there are tons of little rocks circling fainter stars. And almost every little rock has a little petty king scraping out a living and fighting with another little king."

- Buck Leftyork, FTO Mission Engineer

Fainter Stars: Ang's Crater By: axlerowes
   1 Year, 6 Months, 4 Weeks, 10 Hours, 41 Minutes ago

Interstellar warfare is logarithmic. The plan for the attack begins by considering questions of hundreds of billions of kilometers. How will we get people and equipment from all over the galaxy to orbit the star of the planet we intend to take? Those logistical threads can get tied into knots that are literally light years long. Then once we have our force in star system it becomes a question of millions of kilometers. How do we get to this planet safely and quietly? Then we have to make the landing, thousands of kilometers. Next there is a question of defending the LZ: hundred of kilometers. Once the air support is dealt with and the artillery is neutralized, we’ve got to reach the objective. Then finally there is the soldiers’ combat. That is when the scale collapses quickly. A fight we started light years away can end because we had to cross two meters of open field or because a piece of shrapnel was a millimeter too close.

-Awl-70000891, Captain, Dynastic Army

Fainter Stars: The Sorraba System By: axlerowes
   1 Year, 7 Months, 2 Weeks, 4 Days, 2 Hours, 48 Minutes ago

"I keep my sanity tied to my hip with very thin thread. Somedays when I am pushing through the throngs of people all staring at tiny screens in their heads or in their hands I start feel that thread slipping. On those days I know that my only salvation is docked at the spaceport. My savior is not some luxury liner or high speed transport filled with perfectly balanced environments and a history of 'punctuality'. This man's spaceport messiah is more often than not a century old craft whose airlock is caked with the mud of a hundred worlds, with a computer programed in a dead language and a captain that makes his living looking for the slimmest trade margins in the most distant stars. When I sign on to the crew of such a craft I feel my thread of sanity tighten. I know that when we break through that blue ceiling we will be passing the soul crushing civilized worlds and heading for the fainter stars."

-J. Mitchell Overnantuck, Unlicensed Jump Drive Navigator

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100 Word Piece of Sci-fi Minutia

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The Gold Standard

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A story for Tusserk's writing game.

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Why would anyone want a child?

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Transformers RPG: Rules for Driving and Flying, Rules for Skill checks and skill Descriptions

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Slang and Jargon Beneath the Waves: The Big Under By: axlerowes
   3 Years, 4 Months, 1 Week, 4 Days, 11 Hours, 49 Minutes ago

“Top, my name is Brock Figglewater, I knew your aunt. I tap a piece of pillow that belonged to your aunt, and I jump belongs to you now. You see, I just bought this Stimech, and I jump it was stolen by a bruce named Horace. Horace was a pream tattle of mine. Three weeks ago, I let Horace take out my pream stimech to go bounce along the billibong looking for bubblely-bobs to bring to the spitter’s patch. Horace says he ran into some boom sauce and had to hop out of the stimech in just a tater sack. I cannot jump that Hoarace bounced 5 kims across the pillow in a tater sack. I have tapped spitter dops on the Big Under pillow for years, I ain’t no trainer. I ain’t rigged to swallow dry sand, and I washed Hoarace. But I need my stimech back, and I ain’t got the press to go all over the Big Under boiling Hoarce’s peals of truth. I need your help.”

Elainuk: Parna's Dark Elf Assassin By: axlerowes
   3 Years, 4 Months, 2 Weeks, 4 Days, 8 Hours, 59 Minutes ago

The dark elf femme fatale Elainuk was the firstborn son of Robert and Lulu Bobblecork. She was born a healthy bouncy baby boy in the shire of Pedstand, which was part of the Cordially Aligned Tetrarchy of Halfling States.

Armor Restrictions Apply....Of Course By: axlerowes
   3 Years, 4 Months, 4 Weeks, 6 Hours, 5 Minutes ago

"Let the Wookie Win"

An Sample Character Sheet For Shadowrun 4 E By: axlerowes
   3 Years, 4 Months, 4 Weeks, 12 Hours, 8 Minutes ago

another attempt.

Shadowrun Character Sheet By: axlerowes
   3 Years, 4 Months, 4 Weeks, 12 Hours, 14 Minutes ago

An Editable Character Sheet for Shadow Run 4 Edition

The Last Mind Flayer By: axlerowes
   3 Years, 4 Months, 4 Weeks, 2 Days, 2 Hours, 1 Minute ago

Even evil gets lonely.

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       By: Ria Hawk

In cases where a person has accused another of a crime, but there are no other supporters of the accusation or defenders of the accused, and there is not enough evidence to support one party or the other, the two people involved, or their champions in some cases, must duel in the presence of the local ruler or leader. The loser is assumed to be lying and punished accordingly.

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