Formerly Andrew 'Dandy' C. C. Yates, the Scranton Psychopath, now Andrew 12-C66
An underground club, meeting place, and fortress
Originally designed as a Medevac transport, the Whippoorwill is now iconic of the Atlantic Federation
By the Cosmic era, almost every part of the human body is replaceable, including of all organs, the brain.
Science has many answers, and with the advent of hypertechnology and arcanotechnology it seemed that there were no questions left to be conquered. But the manifestation of parapsychic abilities, wastelands, and the 'Storm' left many questions and no answers.
Man, machine, ghost, myth, legend, hero, and villain. No one is really sure who, or even what the Iron Ghost is.
One of the largest and most important military bases of the Atlantic Federation
An attractive older woman with more degrees than a thermometer
The land of Airithrin is a horrible place, a land of reeking fumes and geysers of flame, lakes of lava and the strange life forms that emerge when elementals breed with mundane creatures
Following the conclusion of the Human Genome Project, and the 2nd Human Genome project, it was just a matter of time and funding before human cloning not only became possible, but a profitable
30 locations of interest in the Cosmic Era
A radical terrorist organization bent on world dominance, willing to use blackmail, revolution, anarchy and military action to achieve their goals.
Caeser193 recently posted an article about how magic has made war obsolete, below please find seven ways to keep magic and magic users from dominating warfare
M12 denotes the twelve sintelligences that operate the CogNet
The short lived and chaotic vampires of northern Mexico
A list of 30 more wines, none of which are vinted by humans, elves, or dwarves.
A re-evaluation of the basic concept of Man vs. Nature
The island city state of Seng Chiu is perhaps better remembered as Singapore
The Tlu ‘che a Naust lu’ Phlithus a Jal is not an easy path to walk, and none take it lightly, or willingly.rnrn~ Faerlani lu’Noamuth Che’el
More than just ink and dedication, these tats pack some serious power.
AutoMedon – A mechanical poet of renown not for his vast catalog of poetry, but for his complete lack of anything written or spoken, having had no output in his programmed profession. His creator is unknown or at least unaccredited, and there are those in great number in the artistic world who wonder and marvel at his inability to produce poetry, crediting that flaw to his creator who is unknown or at least un-credited. There is also a small faction of scholars who believe that when he finally, finally speaks, it will be the most beautiful or sorrowful verse ever spoke or will ever be spoken. Whether his creator is among either group or dead is unknown. AutoMedon sits alone under a tin roofed enclosure, upon a stone chair, with his gaze off in the distant as if thinking.
“It’s strange to look at this mechanical man and think what thoughts are working through its’ workings or even if the damn thing is” – Aralis of Qurim, poet and pottery salesman