It is said that the hair of Cadalbras the Wise turned all white the day he focused his great telescope upon it.Everyone knew, of course, of the anomaly of the western ocean. It had been there as far as recorded history had existed. Should one travel to the westernmost continent and walk to the westernmost shore, they would see a great wall far off in the distance, hazy and indistinct, but notable for the sun's setting outline its grandeur, its height. And yet no matter how closely it was scrutinized, no features revealed themselves. The material, the design, these things were impossible to discern. Some said it was an enchantment, others a matter of distance. But it caught the attention of one of the greatest sages of the known world, the renowned Cadalbras, Sage of Empires. A man who had plumbed the depths of magic and science, history and nature, who's council was sought by every ruler with gold to spare and curiosity to sate. He was determined to solve the challenge of the Western Wall, and make the unknown into the known, to catalogue and dissect its nature. And for this purpose, a great spyglass was built, a telescopic device the size of a castle, capable of focusing to unfathomable distances and armed with every glyph of true sight his apprentices could inscribe upon its hallowed brass frame. With such a powerful looking glass, he reasoned, the mysteries of the wall would surely reveal themselves. And so, a decade after its construction had begun, the completed device stood ready and waiting for the sage to activate, and so learn the secrets of the enigma he so wished to unravel.He left the room, as all know, in a babbling stupor, as if struck dumb. He shut himself in his study despite the pleas of his apprentices and his many hangers-on to explain what he had seen, and it was only a week later that he returned, hair indeed turned stark white and his frame having lost more than a healthy amount of weight. He gave his pronouncement.
There was no wall. There were no features because it had none. It was indistinct and featureless because it was an indistinct and featureless thing. It was no construct, it was no barrier.It was a wave.A massive, rolling wave of an impossible height that stretched north and south so far not even the great spyglass could discern its ends. A wave of such distance away that for all of the world's recorded history, it had remained but a speck on the western horizon despite its vastness, growing steadily closer, more visible, inch by inch, mile by mile. And, the haggard sage declared, it was moving faster. By his calculations the known continents had but a few hundred years left until the Wave descended upon them. And then, as is known, he fell dead where he stood. It has been some time since then, and a hysteria has slowly begun to grip the land. Though the end is yet far off, cults have begun to form, plans desperately drawn up, gods fervently prayed to, all mortals slowly feeling the pressure of a looming demise bearing down from the west. What was once a quaint feature of the horizon now sickens the stomach of all who look at it, and few can even begin to consider just what, if anything, can be done.But regardless, relentless, the Wave rolls onward.
To add to this because I've been thinking about it for awhile now, I could see it working in two ways.1. The world is an infinite flat plain which explains why it can be seen so far away.2. It is in fact from another dimension linked to the planet (which is your usual sphere) and is actually further away from the gate than the entire circumference of the globe)Some other ideas>the wave is a sentient predator that hunts civilizations (possible origin for option 2)>the wave was caused by natural forces or a leviathan popping its head out of the water a million million miles away (for option 1)>its origin is inexplicable and mysterious or even just a natural phenomenon that periodically wipes civilization clean
>>64602376A Leviathan has emerged from another dimension to feast on the souls of humans by setting itself up as a god after the great dying: it made this wave to destroy all civilization so it could prey on the confused, frightened survivors.
>>64602448That's a fun idea but I would prefer the wave itself to be the antagonist and either an unknowable phenomenon/force of nature or the intelligent adversary itself. If I did use a leviathan I'd have it have just been doing its own thing some unfathomably far distance away and the wave is just a ripple of its breaching rather than some deliberate weapon.The concept was based on a common nightmare I had as a child where I was playing on a beach and as I looked out into the ocean I'd start to see the waves get bigger and bigger until they were these towering walls of water and all I could do was bury my face in the sand and wait for them to crash into me.
>>64600451>>64600458This is some solid fucking lore OP, you're the exact kind of anon /tg/ needs.
>>64602688Thanks, I just felt like I should throw it out there, maybe inspire a few anons or something. I never have the time to run campaigns so I like talking about concepts I've developed in the hopes the find their way into some GM's notebook, I guess.
>>64602962Please stay. We don't have enough writefags these days and we need all we can get.
>>64603067Oh I've been lurking for ages and don't intend to quit any time soon, I just usually don't post threads.
>>64600451Go damn it OP I thought this would be a prequels meme not a well thought out and highly original peice of writefaggotry
>Anon makes actual quality content>gets 10 replies after 3 hourssounds about right for nu-/tg/
>>64603843Then post more fagetMaybe I'll do some writefaggotry in response
>>64603843I need to get to bed but I might try adding something tomorrow if the thread is still here. I'll add a bump to try and make sure that happens.
Capped. This is really cool, though I'm not sure how gameable it is. It's more like a backdrop to a setting than anything players can interact with. I mean the best you could reasonably hope for is for them to find a way to escape somewhere, and maybe bring some people with them, going to a far away place that the wave won't reach for a long time, where they'd be like survivors from Atlantis.
>>64604761You could probably have an epic level campaign about trying to stop the wave. Maybe blow a hole in the part of it aimed at the continent, or create an underground/water vault to hide people in.
>>64604792I dunno, seems like it undermines the premise. And I don't really care for those sort of "god-like hero" campaigns.
>>64604761>I'm not sure how gameable it isI don't really see why it would have to be. Playing as a group of characters who have to deal with their personal issues in the face of armageddon sounds way more interesting than trying to stop it from happening in the first place, imo.Many years ago now, I played an experimental game where all the players were samurais traversing a mountan to kill an evil wizard. During the journey it turns out that each of the PCs is carrying some dark secret that burdens them and which they have to deal with before they can defeat the wizard. The wizard was, in the end, entirely meaningless. He only served as a narrative end point to the story. The focus was instead entirely on the character's personal demons eating away at them.
>>64604761Perhaps instead it's that the PCs are searching the land to find what's worth salvaging for the one small bit that might, might be able to survive this. Not trying to stop the inevitable. But finding what is worth carrying on to the few survivors. Trying to find the best of their world when the world itself is thrown into chaos and anarchy.
>>64604421Once upon a time, all things were under its skin, and it was calm and serene; and then the Lands rose high, higher, and finally broke through its skin and halted above it. There they stood, taunting it with their highness.And the once-placid Everflood boiled with rage, and its rage grew cold as the Lands mockingly fed it rivers, and its Children left its embrace for the siren call of the Lands, only to return and taunt it with their boats and ships. And so did the Everflood fashion an all-consuming maw out of a million million waves, to surge forth and pull down the arrogant Lands. And so, nothing remained but cold death sweeping across the seas, ready to crash down upon the rebellious Children and the evil Lands.In the years to come they would pray for salvation.First they prayed to Pontia, the Mistress of the Waves, and begged her to call off Her wave; but She did not answer, for She was the child of their minds.Then they prayed to Solus, the Sun, and begged him to boil the waters and halt the wave; but He too did not answer, for He lived only in their stories.In the end they prayed to the Everflood itself and begged for life; but It did not answer, for It had no heart or mind, only the will to consume.And so the Everflood's hungry maw advanced ceaselessly.Not my best work
>>64605424Surely the very power of the lands itself would protect it's collected children from the everwave, the heat of a volcano, strength of a mountain, life of a forest, wisdom of the plains themselves could devise a way.
>>64606110What is a large rock compared to the oceans themselves?
>>64606355A future Sand mount.
>>64603843The problem with writefaggotry is if it's well written there isn't much to add other than good job op
>>64609634It is, at least you can bump. I prefer do so in those threads than another bait one tough.
>>64609634>>64609692You could also try some writefaggotry of your own like I did
>>64609711I'm not native english speaker anon, it would be a jumbled mess.
>>64609746It's cool. You can still bump and talk about other stuff related to it.
>>64609746Neither am I. I still write here and receive praise from time to time.
>>64604792>>64604761It’s a black dragon ryuutama story. There’s no possible interaction with the wave, the story is about a group of friends questing to find joy, wonder, satisfaction and maybe even meaning before the end of the world. A quest to check off all your bucket lists amid the chaos of everyone else on the planet trying to do the same thing all at once. A setting where the people you meet could be willing to give you the shirt off their back as material things no longer have meaning to them, or like mooks from the purge trying to live out their previously secret sick fantasies in one last bang. For some people death is meaningless now that it’s so inevitable, for others every second has become precious beyond measure. The player characters just need to have two things: 1.) they are friends or at least know each other in some capacity2.) they have unfulfilled dreams of adventure. BOOM! Instant party and motivation! Not to mention I think nearly every fa/tg/uy ever can relate to unfulfilled dreams of adventure. And when everything is said and done, whatever friends left alive can sit down, remember all the amazing things they did and saw, share a smile and a hug, hold hands, and die. Their world ends, and the only meaning to their entire existence, and the existence of all their ancestors before them, was what they made those last few months.
>>64611930Yeah, that sounds way more interesting that trying to find some mcguffin to destroy the wave.
>>64612054Food for thought - imagine bartering. Money is worthless to everyone except those who’s dream it is to just have a lot of money. Under the assumption that most people are good (which I think is the way more interesting plot because the alternative just goes to standard bland ass post apoc.), the main currency is, in a way, happiness. Like people who don’t care would give you whatever you want, but no amount of money in the world can buy you something that someone doesn’t want to part with if they don’t care about money any more. So if you had some really good candy, and you offered one, and they liked it, you could trade the rest of the bad to share with their friends for the thing you need. And that novelty and the joy of sharing is the value you offer, and that could be worth more than any amount of gold.
Y'all realize at least one player will try to surf that thing, right?
>>64611930>>64612205This is real fuckin' neato.Imagine all the immortal/very-long-lived races suddenly being confronted with the fact they have a very clear expiration date and it's not far off. Entire splinter factions of middle-aged elves realizing that all those things they've been putting off for centuries need to be done NOW. Villains who bargained with demons for immortality grappling with the fact their deals have now become moot. Honestly a setting where everyone and everything is gearing up for one grand orgy of hedonism sounds perfect for tabletop. Makes PC behavior seem almost normal.
>>64612579Huh, I hadn’t even considered how this would interact with supernatural elements. I had a mostly human only comfy Grim-bright low fantasy in mind. I guess it’s an artifact of being inspired by ryuutama.It seems almost cheap to throw in all that other stuff when there’s so much raw human emotion to work with. But then again fantasy stuff is often a useful way to extend a metaphor beyond human limits. You could go a lot of ways with it, but I hold that the setting would become really shallow really quickly if it devolved into a typical clusterfuck. I really believe it’s a deeper and more engaging story if you act out what happens if most people are good and have wholesome desires. It’s also super boring if EVERYONE is good and has wholesome desires, but I’d argue that even at 5% good, 40% good but cowardly, 35% neutral, 20% evil is a nice mix.
>>64612579Oh yeah, you get the whole Jack Vance Dying Earth thing with this. Nothing matters, we're all gonna die, let's go out with a bang!
>>64612695I think you and I have very similar sensibilities on this. Though I have never played Ryuutama. I'm drawing more from all the melancholic and bittersweet stories I read as a child and young adult.I'd probably have each player come up with a goal for their character - something that they've always wanted to do but never dared or saw an opportunity for - that they have to accomplish before the world is swallowed. Imagine, for example, a young farmhand who has had feelings for one of friends for years but hasn't dared to tell her. With the wave approaching, she decides that she wants to travel - to see the world - and the farmhand goes with her. After a long journey together, he finally confesses his feelings to her. They look into each others eyes and embrace, with the wave approaching on the horizon, now visibly moving.
>>64612695That's entirely fair. I defaulted to generic DnD world because I am boring but human only lets you narrow your focus and skip a ton of speculation wankery. The downside is this would rely really heavily on your players being good RPers but if you've got that covered then it sounds wonderful. What timeframe would be best to set it in? The wave hitting during the PC's lifetimes? Next generation? A mere couple of years? Seems like 20 years away versus one year away would be drastically different.
>>64612913Personally, I think it's definitely more interesting if the wave will reach land fairly soon. Like a year or two away at most. Society has functioned fairly normally up until now, because people have been able to ignore it somewhat. But now, that the end is truly around the corner, people are really starting to reevaluating their lives.
King of the mountain just got way more intense
>>64600451Levaín, the first Sword Godling of the landmass would be the last, and that drove him mad. His accomplishments a farce, his legacy fleeting. He couldn't stand it. They say he spent the thirty days after Cadalbras' proclamation in an endless rage, taking apart his royal-issue accommodations one slash at a time. After another thirty days, he called for all lords of the realm to make themselves known at court so that he could make his own proclamation. Some say he bodily dragged courtiers and even a lord to their seats.He stood in front of everyone with a drop of noble blood he could gather and shouted his oath to the whole world. He would stand at the western shore, for a hundred years if need be, and cut the wave in half when it came within reach of his blade. He swore it by every god he knew but didn't believe in, and then started his pilgrimage to that western shore.His retinue was already sizeable at the time, but it grew and grew as he walked through cities, towns and villages. They took names for themselves: Wavekillers, The Sheath, The Strop. Entire political factions were born overnight and once Levaín took a stance with both feet on the sand, they started to work. They made speeches and demonstrations in front of royalty, growing the man's legend and securing food and treasures, presumably to feed and clothe the world's savior. When a lord refused them, they ran through the streets of their city and took what they wished. All who lived owed their futures to Levaín, after all.
>>64612899>>64612695>>64612579>>64612205>>64611930I think my "In mind"/current character would want to fight the wawe and train/prepare/medidate for it.Not as in "Try to stop the wawe and prevent the end of the world". No, litteraly fight the wawe in combat. Fully aware this is delusional and impossible, trainining and meditating on the very nature of his opponent ; wandering in the world, fighting whoever accept to fight him (or those going full mad max and preventing the others of enjoying their last moment) "taking in" all what make the "World" for him, it's beauty, it's essence.Only to stand forth as the wawe come, blade in hand, waiting for the culmination of his life and strike. Slashing water and creating a miniscule ripple/dent in the wawe, but more importantly a moment of absolute perfection as the rest of the wave continue and he is stuck in the "bubble" of respite he created ; before he too, is smallowed by water, utterly content.
>>64615914Coincidentally, >>64615829 is your idea used to create an antagonist.
>>64615936Yeah somewhat, tough my character don't hope to cut the wawe, just to create a "bubble" in it (Think about the slash dent "freezing" for a while, leaving a cavern like formation in the big ass wawe for seconds). He just want his instant of martial perfection, to prove the wawe, the world or maybe just himself that he is "the best", that he can do it.
>>64616128>>64615829>the entire coastline is filled shoulder to shoulder with wannabe heroes, dedicated sword saints, monks focusing their ki, casters preparing their biggest walls of fire, all the way down to kids throwing rocks and old men holding up barricadesAll of it pointless but beautifully inspiring for one brief moment.I'd like to give a quick faggoty thanks to OP for a really nice idea
>>64616204>All of it pointless but beautifully inspiring for one brief momentThat's the idea, he know it's pointless. He just NEED to try, but he can't half-ass it, he need to give his best, the summum of his potential.All thing thrive, yada yada.
>>64616595Of course, I just wanted to make it clear that they don't win. It's a much better story that way.On the other hand there's also the attraction of a plot where the end of the world is coming, everyone goes on a colossal hedonistic spree and generally go completely nuts, and then on the day of the apocalypse, it doesn't happen. There's a certain "well shit, now what?" appeal to that as well. Though really, I like the inevitable wave better.
>>64612402>If I'm gonna die I'm gonna die doing the sickest trick possible
I, too, thought that this planet was basically the only good part of Interstellar. Good post OP.
>>64616647>doesn't actually die, just rides the wave forever off into distant lands
>>64616204>>64616595>>64616647Reminds me of a brilliant and strangely melancholic webcomicthough minus actually seems to be omnipotentAlso thank you guys for this thread. On behalf of the vast majority of readers who just lurk and barely ever post, we do appreciate good OC and discussion.
>>64600451>>64600458We have but one recourse.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w7c2ZKamzS4
>>64617161>civilization survives by building city-sized surfboards and eternally riding the God Wave>secret Good End unlocked
This makes me feel a little better about heat death.
>WE RIDE THE WAVE, SHINY AND CHROME.
>>64617255Heat death isn't invincible anon, even it will bow if we fight it with the strongest fire the one burning in our Hearth
>>64600451>Its been 80 years since Cadalbras made his great prediction>Across the continent people move as if crazedIn one corner, a great reinforced tower has been built, hoping that those at the top may survive the crashing wave's destruction. Its base is said to be as wide as a mountain, and its top hidden in the clouds. Quarries the world over have been emptied for the project, and its said more than one mountain has been flattened in the ever expanding quest for stone and height.In another corner of the continent a fleet of ships is being feverishly thrown together. Some small, others huge. Plans to have enough space to hold the whole nation and everything they need for survival. They hope to meet the wave far out to sea and ride over it before it crests. Many call them fools. Others bring wood and rope in the hopes that they may join the project before it sets out in another 5 years. Wood has become a rare commodity far and wide, and many a small farmer sits in the cold during winter, the forests near his home clear cut for more ships.In yet another corner of the continent as grand engineering project is taking place. A king had said that if the ocean would invade the land, then he would invade the ocean. And making good on his promise his engineers and craftsmen have sunk great hollow pillars, reaching all the way to the oceans floor, and they pump feverishly, removing the water from the center. Creating land where before there was only water and salt. They say that before the wave arrives they will have cemented the tops and connected the pillars into a whole city beneath the dread wave.And meanwhile, in another corner of the world, a more terrible group labors on their own work. A great temple has been erected, motifs of the ocean cover its sides. The Cult of the Wave seeks not to survive, but to appease the wave, believing it itself is a being to be worshipped. A being who is hungry. And they hope to satiate it before it arrives...
>>64617605>In yet another corner of the continent as grand engineering project is taking place. A king had said that if the ocean would invade the land, then he would invade the ocean. And making good on his promise his engineers and craftsmen have sunk great hollow pillars, reaching all the way to the oceans floor, and they pump feverishly, removing the water from the center. Creating land where before there was only water and salt. They say that before the wave arrives they will have cemented the tops and connected the pillars into a whole city beneath the dread wave.I feel like this could actually work assuming the Wave follows conventional physics besides its improbable size.
>>64617712I believe its actually how they sink the platforms for oil rigs or similar ocean construction in real life.Not sure how feasible it is in a typical fantasy setting but, its interesting to think how much manpower must be crawling all over these huge construction projects, everyone desperate to complete it.
We're going to need a really big surfboard...
>>64616959>>64617161>>64617195The Wave's arrival will be heralded by an invasion of its prior victims, out to pillage as much from our civilization as possible before it gets destroyed to hopefully sustain themselves until the next continent.
A cult has sprung up among the decadent nobility claiming that if people sin enough and in sufficiently creative ways, it'll upset the Dark Powers who'll send the Mists to abduct them as Ravenloft's latest Darklords.
>>64616647>>64616959>>64617161>one brave soul manages to ride The God Wave last time it showed>a new God, The Big Kahuna, is born>they say dudes still going aggro on the bomb to this day
bumping an actual good thread, it isn't even at 100 posts guys come on.
>>64617605One inventor was thought of as mad, down in what became known as Shipyard Bay. Eskander had came from the Spire - he was exiled because he dared put forward proof that it won't be able to withstand the Wave. He thinks the Spire's idea of putting people up high is good, though, and so Eskander made his way to the Shipyard Bay.What he proposed was so outlandish, though - a ship, that floats not on water, but on air! And with air-filled sacs instead of sails? Wouldn't he be at the mercy of the winds then?But Eskander still has hope. He still roams Shipyard Bay, gathering enough spare materials, supplies, and daredevil crew of various races, in the hopes of sailing above the Wave. Above the clouds, if needs must!
this should go on 1d4chan
We must transfigure ourselves! We must become water dwellers in the wake of the great wave washing away our terrestrial lives!
>>64600451What if the wave is just a wall of water and it's the land that's moving towards it?
>>64623189Get out, Einstein! This is a flat earth universe and we don't need your relativity nonsense here!
>>64623241>universeThere is nothing except water.Water, everywhere.But not a drop to drink.
>>64623335You're alright, Coleridge. But if you see any more physicists try to sneak in here, please shoo them away.
>>64623495Of course, my friend: it is the least I can do to preserve the integrity of this thread.
>>64624022>Worshiping him as the exemplary enemy of the Sea.
>>64624022Based and doesn't take his pills
>>64618740They don't know that they are already there, and this is a domain with an ever-looming world-ending catastrophe which plays out again and again.
>>64622757This should be archived too.Someone archive this on suptg
>>64600451PCs are stuck in a timeloop that resets when the wave hits and puts them back where they were a month before it happens, so they can experience more of the setting's reaction to the coming disaster while they try to find a solution
>>64626162>DAWN OF THE FINAL DAY>Wave: 50 leagues away
>>64626306>>64626162Not sure about the time loop, but Majora's Mask is really close in tone to what I personally envision, with people seemingly accepting that the world is coming to an end soon.
>>64617605>A king had said that if the ocean would invade the land, then he would invade the ocean.Now that’s a man to follow.Legit though this is a cool concept, I’d definitely play something like ryuutama it something similarly ‘heartwarming stories’.Or hell maybe CATastrophe and it’s set in the aftermath as people build little shanty towns atop the undersea pillars of the man who would invade the ocean
>>64626489Maybe everybody lives in houseboats like you see in India?
Glas-Yala-Bolas had once been a great demon lord in the land, his name known as Murder, and his domain to the far south impreginable. He was the unkillable killer, and his legions uncounted. Then the Truth came to the world.The demon lords all fell as their pacts were useless, and their subjects rioting after aeons of planning went awry. The mighty citadels of hell which had gleamed as the brightest star to the south were silent. It's occupants would surely perish as all other did.Laying in a darkened throne of bones, now unpolished, and only the souls of his few pacts to comfort him was He Who Is Murder. Now he is to be Murdered, and has been usurped by a being more genocidal then he. A young man seeking fame in the world's final days appeals his soul; a rarity since the Truth. The wisdom in his blackened soul tells him to stay his pact, and to enjoy what comfort he has. Yet something stays his denial, a part he had long forgotten. He once felt goodness, or more accurately satisfaction.Maybe in the final days of a dying world with the help of this mortal; he can feel what he once felt. Maybe in the face of ultimate damnation he can find a chance for redemption. Maybe before that final oblivion he can be at ease, just for one moment, and that would be enough.Thus began the tale of He Who Is Mercy and He Who Fights For Mercy.
The wall had always been there. A great and growing anomaly, distant on the horizon. Just another one of the many constants to this world. The poor and destitute, another such constant, lived in the shack village on the western shore of Albuda-Dahai. With houses made of driftwood and cloth, it had never occurred to those who had made their entire livelihood out of what came from the sea – that perhaps their death would come from it as well.It was Evening. A draped cloth separated the view of the sinking sun from the dark confines of Maraina’s shack. Moving her hand in front of her face to block out what little radiance peered through the cracks, Mariana twisted her calloused feet and legs until they spun around each other. She let out a great yawn. Sleeping until nightfall was becoming more and more common.She pondered the concept of time for a moment. Would it be better, in these final days to wake in the morning like she used to? Or perhaps sleeping late was her earned right as someone who was about to die? As long as she had time to finish what she had begun, she decided, it was irrelevant.Before the revelation had occurred, those who had studied the waves were at a loss. Where had the tide gone? It was as if the sea was sucking back into itself more and more as the days went by. Where water once used to freely flow up to the rocky cliff face at high tide, now there was vegetation, and the sand had become muddy and coarse. This is where Maraina’s little village had built a home. Directly below the great crag known as the “Watchman’s Keep of Alduba-Dahai.”There was only a year or so left.
The dwarves decided that they would do what they have always done. Every dwarf alive was recalled to thr First Mountainhome, in an unprecedented magical proclamation that seared into the brains of every dwarfblooded creature alive. And so, with an entire race united, they dug. They dug deeper, and faster than ever before, because the Wave would claim them if they did not. The fervor of dwarfkind burned so brightly in those days that sometimes total strangers would pick up a tool and dig. Eventually, all traces of that venerable species vanished from the surface, and if their leaders are to believed, they are still digging ever downward to this very day.
Someone archive this I don’t know how.
>>64630162What do you want for the description?
>>64630598Got a link to that?
>>64629769How're they planning to breath once their burrows are covered in a few kilometers of saltwater?
>>64632706After the flood, the great pipes and columns which the dwarves used to keep air flowing into their homes served as beacons and landmarks for the house-boats.
>>64632706It's their Sisyphean task. It doesn't matter if they survive, it only matters if they dig.
So it's another Humungadunga, is it? C'mon, Puka, let's ride.
For millennia the Avians concerned themselves naught with the dirtwalkers below. From their mountaintops they were one with the heavens, unlocked the language of the stars, danced upon the thermals in a kingdom of no borders and walls.The Wave quickly dragged them back into the reality of being land dwellers.The celestial courts were in uproar. Surely their aeries were high enough to ride out the coming waters? But the astromancers had read the stars, and confirmed what the dirtwalker sage had seen: the Wave was coming, and it would scour the world clean. Not even their highest peaks would be spared.There was panic, anarchy in the Court. That was until the little heir spoke. He was a cripplewing, scorned despite his status, but this time all listened. Unable to physically fly he had let his mind soar in books instead, and he recalled an old story of the human dirtwalkers. The birds once sought a king amongst their numbers and so held a contest: whoever could fly the highest would wear the crown. The eagle surpassed all the birds, flying to the edge of the heavens, as high as he could go...but there, hiding on his back, was the wren. Once the eagle reached his limit the wren took fight, and thus this tiny bird pierced the heavens and became king of all who flew.The message was clear, and thus the Avians set to work. Each aerie began constructing great flying machines; huge ships of wood, wings and starlight. Once the Wave approached they would take flight, soaring as high as they could go, and once they had reached their limit the avians would follow, cresting the Wave and reaching the other side.The great ships sit upon the high mountaintops, their wings stretching from peak to peak. Are they signs of hope against the Wave? Or are they vultures, watching and waiting for the lands to fall? The stars say nothing, yet the Avians continue to build.Hope is all they have left.
not dying on my goddamned watch>>64629467I like this idea, that the sea sucks back before a tidal wave except on a massive scale. 1-2 months to explore the sea bed and all kinds of sunken temples and caverns that had never before seen the light of day. Maybe even the remnants of previous civilizations from the last wave.I dunno, I'm not a writefag.
The Wave, the Everflood, the Great Maw, the Twisting, the Chaos. The foolish little creatures of the worthless marble called it what they would, but that changed nothing. Nothing about their fate. It was nameless, and no title or desperate prayer would save them.In the last cycle, heroes and gods and demons rose against it. They were consumed. In the cycle before that, they wove great city-engines to try and halt it. They too were consumed.In the cycle before that one, they tried to ascend to the stars to escape. It crashed down and devoured them all the same.This long game went on over and over and over, for as long as it could feed from a world. And once it had broken it to the point where it dissolved into picture perfect nothing, it moved onto the next.Had it a human mind, it would've found it mildly entertaining how they never noticed how bereft of stars their skies became. How even the very void up above seemed less dark, and became more like a tide itself as time went on. But it had no mortal mind, and so it did not.The Wave presses on.
>>64635845Seems like too much. Besides, I'm pretty sure astronomers and star-worshipers would notice the minute the stars began winking out.
I want to believe, that somewhere out there in this world, a small group of adventurers have gathered to do what they always do when disaster looms; find a way to avert that disaster, by any means necessary. Because they refuse to believe that nothing can be done; because they believe that there must be some mystical artifact that can stop the wave, some ancient magic that can save everyone, something that can be done.Because there must always be someone willing to try, even when everything seems hopeless.
>>64615914>>64616595Kaeï finger fundled the last pearl, and he raised on bare feet before the little shrine.Always his people had worshiped their ancestor. It was only natural. Their protection alway had been on them, their council wise, their judgement fair and their pardon kind. The venerable ancestor standing like King among them, able to reach even those away from the shrine, those who had no spirituality at all, even sometimes without the help of the Speakers.This changed with the wawe. Some had begun to turn their back on the ancestor, to call them useless, wortheless even. Stranger swarmed their lands, seeking the magic it was known for, or simply the high peak, the ressource or to indulge in hedony.All because they tough the ancestor could not save them. Because their words had become confused, their was no agreement. Conflict was not unknown among the ancestor, but alway in ancestor. The great wawe had put discord among the ancestor and no longer they speaked in harmony. And for that they where hated.Fools all, what wortheless son would turn on his father, because he hesitated when facing a Tiger ?But he would not falter. Facing the Grand Fear, he seeked wiseness all across the land.The monk of the Sping peak, atop the Youkan mount of crows, praised calm and acceptance. They said "To fear the wawe is to fear the truth, to fear freedom" for they preached that there was no wawe, it merely seemed so to our eyes of flesh. In truth it was the unraveling of the great tapestry, a occasion to free the self from the prison-shell, to ascend to the Heavens. They had sent preacher all across the lands, and to all continents, all realms, to teach the Way ; and encouraged all to come and pray and medidate with them until the Begining.He kept those word in his hearth and descended from the mountain..cont
>>64617605>>In another corner of the continent a fleet of ships is being feverishly thrown together. The centerpiece of the Last Fleet is not some grand class of cityship or a king's customized yacht.It's a barge. A very, very big barge. So big, in fact, that it cannot possibly be launched with the rest of the Fleet. Instead, it must be made sturdy and watertight, and left anchored in place in the hopes that it will survive the wave and float to the surface to be found by the Fleet afterwards.It is a flat, barren thing. Nothing rises above the weatherdeck, not the captain's cabin, not masts, not even sails. All of its deckspace is given over to the barge's one, most vital purpose:Farming.Row after row of planter boxes, filled up with soil scrapped up from abandoned farms and sealed with lids coated in beeswax. Below that, great copper boilers to distill fresh water from the sea itself, and cavernous leather-lined compartments dedicated to compost. Below that, bunkers of coal, the last shipments from the First Mountainhome before they disappeared into the earth. And, nestled within the very heart of the barge, three steel vaults, each taller than a man and twice as wide, filled to the brim with seeds.Four such farm-barges lie behind improvised seawalls along the western shores, sealed up and abandoned, waiting for the Wave. A fifth is under construction, shipwrights working furiously from the break of dawn and long into the night. They will continue doing so until that one is complete, and then the next, and next, for as long as they have time—for every farm-barge completed is another chance that one will survive.
>>64636679Welp, I threw this together as an early draft for a potential RPG. It's barely a single page so far though, so don't get your hopes up too much.Some notes:1) I have not touched on mechanics at all yet.2) I've left the world more or less as a blank slate for each GM to fill out as they see fit as I decided that tone was important anyway. I may go back on this later.3) I've only spent about an hour on it so far, and I was supposed to use that hour to sleep. If I add something to this it likely won't be before the weekend.
>>64637049He came to the Grand Captial and visited the grand library, where hundreds of hundreds of crow-mens preserved the (ableit incompleteà knowledge of the oldest of civilisation...at least so they said.Feather and shout flied in the grand halls, debate more fiery than they had been since the golden age. They spoke of solutions, of madness, they blammed themselve for various reason or strangers from bringing this grand evil on them. Some said that the wawe would wash the sins of the world and spare them, for they where the beacon of true civilisation. Other called for the use of the great magic, and the begining unheard of since age forgotten: the day of the Many Kingdoms, and the time He came. To flee beneath the sea to escape the wawe or to call for the stars to burn away the Maw, to seek the Evil behind it and slay it. To call ALL the ancestor to raise and push away the Unraveling of Order.Then the oldest and wisest of them raised himself, grey feather falling from his form twisted by age. He spoke and all listened."The time has come, to long the Highest of Lord has been sleeping. As we crumbled, our glory a shadow and the Empire forgotten by all but us. The Ruler of the Four Horizon will raise from his Sepulchre, and walk the earth like in day of yolds and break the wawe like he breaked Gods and Kings."And all listened in silence and respect, for the echo of the Edicts of the Lord of Earth, Sea and Sky still shooked the mountain and whispered in the forests. And together they oppened the grand gates of the Grand Archives, who had been shut ever since the discovery of Cadalbrass. And they reassured all who came to them, and told them "Praise Him, for he He will step from the Era old and like in day past".Kaeï heard and saw, and kept it in his hearth, and leaved the Cit to the tomb in the mountainside, and read the great words carved above the sealed Gates, between the titanic statue guarding it "Here end History".And his journey continued.cont.
>>64637343>>filled up with soil scrapped up from abandoned farmsShould be "filled with soil scraped up from abandoned farms". Blah.
>>64637446>>64637343He feet leaded him in the forest and hill, trough river and moutain, and he asked those who spoke to them "What news Oh wandering sage from the Grand Spirits ?"They refused to speak, not those who spoke the truth at least ; they where not worried, but distant. Of few things they refused to speak in such a fashion, from the Begining of the World, for if they knew of it they never spoke of, or of their darkest kind. But of something as...physical as this ? Never had they showed such reaction, even the Grand Tiger Spirit of Bravery and Courage ; he who would jump into the sun to save a flower.Only the darkest spoke. They asked for sacrifice in exchange of salvation, of praised hedony in the face of annilhation. Or to abandon one-self to despair. Kaeï ignored their worlds, for they where the poison of all that is Fair, and the honey of all that is Twisted.He asked audience to all Great Spirits he could reach the shrine off, and many accepted. The Tiger, The Golden Monkey. Of many thing they spoke and when he came back, the light in his eyes was stronger than ever.And so along the road he continued.
>>64600451Wise anons of this thread, better versed in fluid dynamics than I, I have a question for you. For a normal ocean wave that is not breaking/cresting, an object floating before it will ride up, go over the top, and back down the other side. However, for this wave, a wave like unto the wave from Interstellar except probably even larger and certainly equally vertical, will a freely floating, unpowered object be pulled all the way up against the force of gravity and over the top, or will there be a "break-even" point somewhere up the wave's facing where everything collects, forever falling but forever being pulled back up, in a giant churning horizontal tube of everything the wave has pulled up over time?If so, there might be whole civilizations, whole worlds worth of shit there, but perpetually grinding and shredding itself. Or maybe there's survivors, who knows...
>>64636679>implying the astronomers and star-worshipers weren't the first to go madNobody believes the words of the seemingly mad and the so-called foolish. That's how the Wave has gone unnoticed up until now most likely.
>>64637783>>64637446>>64637049He was a warrior. A master of martial prowess. For decades, or perhaps more, after all his friends had passed away, taken by time while he stayed the same, he seeked solace in this. Searching for martial perfection, to be one with the flow of the world. And failed. Despite perfecting technique, defeating opponents, he lacked something and he could not understand what. And now, after traveling the land of his ancestors he felt complete ; and wondered if this answer was all around him from the start.As he walked to the shore he knew what he had to do. A foolish act.He would stand, and fight the wawe, with blade or fist, with soul or body, it mattered not.It was folly, it was madness.It was impossible, and he knew it. But he also learned that it was impossible for him to exist in the first place, impossible for his land to be as wonderfull as he discovered it in it's last moment. Impossible for all the people he meeted to see their hope and prayer answered.But it was also impossible to fail. Impossible for the Ruler of the Four Horizon to stay asleep, Impossible for the monk to fail their ascencion, impossible for the Hills, Mountains, for Bravery make spirit to end.Impossible for the harpy flower-merchant, who seeked refuge into the arms of her guard lover to be killed. Impossible for the Empire to raise, and Impossible for it to end.Impossible to suceed and Impossible to fail.Possible and Impossible.Yes.As the Great Maw roared in hunger, Kaeï the Oni, and all that had been, could have be, would have been, roared back in defiance.And as blade and fist swirled in the air to meet the Maw, the possible and the impossible danced at their edge.That's all, please no bully, English is not my mother language and it's very late here
>>64632745Also trading hubs. Fish caught and edible seaweed farmed by the raft cities for stone and metal mined by the dwarves.
>>64637802I'm pretty sure it should still work the same way -- I believe that at the point you're talking about, the wave wouldn't be able to grow any higher. But I'm a rank amateur when it comes to fluid physics. The main problems with floating over the top that I see are getting smashed into other objects, and then when you're over the top, you'll get dropped so fast you fall well below the waterline, and end up smashed into the ground. If your ship doesn't break into flinders and the people inside aren't chunky salsa before you hit the top, you might be able to work some kind of massive feather-fall spell on the boat and keep it from being wrecked. Though in addition to scale, duration might be a problem if you have to float down for miles.
>>64638546So if I had a surf board and a parachute I could ride up the front side of the wave, do a few flips, then chute down the back?
>>64639789Different anon but if you had a surfboard, and enough skill, you could ride the wave itself. It's not cresting which means no whitewater which means it's a smooth surface and you merely have to plant yourself somewhere in the midpoint and it will literally do all the work for you while you just sit on your board for all eternity.Likewise if it also wasn't cresting and thus it was just perpetually in the hump stage you could just control your slide down the back for safe passage.
>>64640126That sounds more reasonable, but less radical.
>>64640141Would it be more radical if I told you that is utterly perfect hang ten territory and thanks to how wide and tall the wave is the safe zone would yield the possibility of a party wave made up of the entire population of a nation? A million+ people all surfing the same waving throwing out the shaka and shouting hang loose while they all ride The God Wave into the future.
>>64640126>>64639789>>64640317Fairly certain that the internal pressures behind the Wave will outright pulverize absolutely anything that comes into contact with it, even without a crest. You aren't riding that. And this is assuming that the Wave doesn't have some bullshit mystic defenses of its own to kill those who make the attempt.
>>64640317That's sounding a lot more radical.Maybe there's a civilization surfing the wave, a whole city on boards riding the crest.
>>64640414Hey dude, some guy is standing on a beach planning on cutting the wave, the dwarves are digging through the planet to try and get out of the way, the birds are building flying boats and some monks are willing to let the wave just hit them.If I want to surf the wave then there's nothing you can say or do to stop me from trying. So either sit here and talk about physics and shit, or grab your board and start walking. We're headed west.
>>64640317Why don't they just build their city on a giant surfboard?
>>64600451>The final days approach>The wave grows ever larger, almost looming over the coastline>Then, the impossible happens>It seems to be shrinking>Thousands gather on the coastlines to watch the wave shrink>It crests, and then begins dissapating>At this point, almost everyone on the continent is at the coast, watch the death of the wave>It finally hits the beach as a small swell>Children splash in the once roaring waters, couples embrace, a mighty cheer is heard from every mouth>Then everyone is fucking yeeted into oblivion by the other wave>THE ONE FROM THE EASTBonus points if the wave gives an extra 1d6 sneak attack damage.
>>64640843So this is that the Wave just purposefully kills itself, re-manifests, and goes fucking light-speed on their asses? Because that's fucking horrifying.
>>64640897It was a sine from god.
>>64641083I swear to god Carlos I'll skin you alive one of these days.
>>64600451This is insanely brilliant in case you didn't know.
>>64641083I want to be angry but fuck me it's too good.
OP here, I just want to say that I'm really happy to see that /tg/ seems to like my idea, and I'm super happy to see how the place has expanded on it and created a ton of new stuff around the concept.I hear a lot of people saying /tg/ isn't as good as it used to be, but honestly I don't believe that. Just look at the quality of stuff happening in this thread and the creativity being thrown around. All you have to do is work up the courage to post it somewhere and you'll have made a meaningful contribution to the community. So I encourage everyone reading this to not be afraid to express your own crazy ideas on here if you aren't already doing it. Even if you don't do well the first few times those will just be learning experiences as you figure out your skills and overcome your limitations. I believe in all of you anons and hope you go and make /tg/ a cooler place to lurk in. Sorry if that was overly sappy, I just think people should be encouraged to post OC more around here.
this thread can't die till we've all ridden the Big Kahuna
>>64637386suptg doesn't archive PDFs, so if you want this to stay then you should put this up on MEGA or somewhere else and post a link.
>>64643970I'll probably put it somewhere more permanent other than my harddrive once I've done more with it. Right now it's barely even a sketch. I mostly posted it to remind myself to actually get back to it and let people give feedback on what they want changed or added or removed and the like.
>>64612054Don't destroy the wave. Find a way to survive it. The post-wave world might be even more interesting.
>>64640539Yes. I'm the "I'm gonna fight that wawe man. I swear I'm gonna do it. It's impossible but I don't care !"fag. It's not about doing it. It's about trying.
>>64644064I would add all the writefaggotry from this thread, and a supplement for a world after the wave, if I were you.
>>64644269I think that if we're even considering survival it should be something the PCs help create, or it could be a roll table if they don't interfere. If its a grand campaign, then roll a 1d20 or something to see which crazy plan to survive actually worked, roll more than once if you wish. A 1 means failure. Idk maybe you could get fancier to expand on varying degrees of success and suchlike.And also if the PCs DO decide to help a project, it might have a better chance of working.
>It's you, the King>well okay not really, but you're the next best thing after your uncle, the real king, skipped town to the shipbuilder's land a while back>you're more or less in charge now>anyways, back when the wave was discovered your ancestor imposed a hefty tax in order to pay for some crazy big project>massive runeworks running under (most) of the realm, girding the land against the wave>...borders have shifted since then>point is, it's meant to keep out the water>we've got a few years before the wave hits, better check on the thing>it's probably fine, runes are kind of your realm's specialty>oh>it never got completed>shit>that'd explain why your uncle left, at leastSo begins the story of "the kingdom that drowned horribly, except for the King, the runewrights he hired to throw up some last minute stuff, and the lucky chumps within the barrier when the wave hit"
>>64644269>I would add all the writefaggotry from this threadThat was the original plan, but it took up a lot of space, and also felt like a bit too much like focusing on the presentation rather than the content. The title page alone was probably a bit much presentation for such an early prototype. I'm simply not convinced that that's where the focus needs to be right now.>and a supplement for a world after the waveI think the setting loses focus and a lot of uniqueness quickly if the wave isn't treated like the end of the world. It then becomes just another post-apocalyptic setting where the wave simply is the event that caused itPlayers and NPCs can certainly try to come up with a survival plan, but I believe that the success of those should, at best, be left ambigious. That said, nothing would be stopping a GM from ignoring those recommendations and let the game run on past the end of the world.
If you want to know how real-world people fared in the face of impending doom, read the accounts of the Black Plague rampaging through Europe, specifically the various Italian city-states. The disease was a certain but incomprehensible death sentence - we understand about prevention and treatment and disease vectors now, but back then nothing anyone did seemed to matter. Plague struck the devout and the sinful, the poor and the rich, those who hid in their chambers and those who walked in the streets.In the face of this, some people started behaving amorally, ignoring societal norms altogether. And why would you, when the next morning you could be dead, or walking around with the mark of the disease on your body and its ticking clock within? I'm not just talking about sin and debauchery; something as simple as food and lodging - instead of paying for either, just walk into the first house you can. The inhabitants are likely dead, and if they no longer need what they had, why not take and use it?
>>64644236This, you can't fail if its 1 in a million chance.
>>64646996>Anon, all chances are 50:50 -- you do it or you don't
>I RIDE, I FALL, I RIDE AGAIN.
>>64643970There's always fireden
>>64600451The Lich-Council of the South Wastes had to put their invasion plans on hold after hearing of Cadalbras. Some thought their phylacteries would survive this cataclysm, and voted to stay - but the wiser ones opted for a grim experiment. They duped one of the more ambitious, but foolish, necromancer under their rule into becoming a lich like them, and then discreetly sent the new lich's phylactery far west on the path of the Wave, along with an observer skeleton. When the new lich crumbles into dust a few weeks later, the Lich-Council immediately reviews the observer skeleton, and unanimously decided to invade the hellish planes instead. A massive portal, ten counties wide and made of bloodstone and ivory were constructed in the South Wastes. Legions of undead, stolen from graveyards and battlefields all across the continent. A year-long siege into the infernal pit, just to carve a beachhead on the sulphurous plains. And after three brutal years, they managed to force a treaty with the weakened Lords and Patrons of the Infernal Realms. They gathered all their slaves, experimental subjects, thralls, and whoever dared go to hell across the portal, and then sealed it.Thus the fate of the Lich-Council is sealed.
>>64600451>>64600458This gave me chills. Fantastic work anon.>>64641881And this gave me warm fuzzies, thank you anon <3 I'll take your advice to heart, and that was the PERFECT amount of sappy.
>>64648362>Setting, campaign and characters ideas are "Quest"Fuck off
>>64648711Yeah, they are. tg is for shitposting and porn. You fuck off.
This thread made me feel something I've never felt before
Walking west was something nobody did in these days. Only the mad, the foolish, the suicidal, and those brave enough to be indistinguishable from that lot moved toward the wave. So when a simple farmer dropped his plow and started walking into doom, people noticed. He was not a monk, a hero, a sage. He was related to nobody of note. When asked why, he answered, “Why fight inevitability?” Those three words sent shockwaves across the continent, and many likeminded peoples from all walks of life joined his pointless crusade. When the reached the great beachead of those who would fight the God Wave, they got on to boats and sailed west. There seemed to be no rhyme of reason to who joined the Inevitables as they would become known, and whenever someone asked a member of that grim troupe they all answered the same thing their founder did. “Why fight inevitability?” And so they left, journeying into the God Wave because they saw resistance to its all-consuming power as complete folly.
>>64617605>In yet another corner of the continent as grand engineering project is taking place. A king had said that if the ocean would invade the land, then he would invade the ocean. And making good on his promise his engineers and craftsmen have sunk great hollow pillars, reaching all the way to the oceans floor, and they pump feverishly, removing the water from the center. Creating land where before there was only water and salt. They say that before the wave arrives they will have cemented the tops and connected the pillars into a whole city beneath the dread wave.
>>64600451I think I like it better as an actual wall instead of a wave. That set my imagination going more than a wave, but your writefaggotry is still rad as hell.
>>64641881I wish this board had more posters like you, not just because you make positive contributions, but because you have a good attitude.
>Diary Entry #732, 14th Harvest MoonAn exciting day today, watching the execution of the heretic Daedalus. He was once a scholar of high regard, some say an even greater mathematician than Cadalbras himself! Sadly it seems as though the Wave drove him mad. He locked himself away in his chambers for weeks, and when he emerged he claimed the Wave was no threat!He claimed that the great Cadalbras had got his sums wrong, and the Wave wasn't travelling towards us. It was merely a giant tidal bore, trapped permanently in one location due to strange tides. He argued that such a great wave could not have been travelling for millennia, and that it was a merely stationary phenomenon. I confess I did not understand his 'scientific' evidence, but how could mathematics give you two different answers? And how could Cadalbras have been incorrect?Well, everyone would have dismissed Daedalus for a crank, save he then began preaching that the rulers had been using the fear of the Wave to stir hysteria and cement their positions of power. And the Powers-That-Be of course wouldn't put up with that, so off he went to the stake. Even as his flesh and bones began to bubble he still screamed that the Wave was not a threat. His last words were that it was all a misunderstanding. Heretical to the last.Some part of me does wish Daedalus is correct, and that the Wave is impossible. A stationary tidal bore is a lot more comforting than annihilation. But Cadalbras the Wise was the greatest sage the world has ever known, and his calculations were surely impeccable. Right...?
>>64655548Oh fuck, deepest lore
>>64655548>a stationary tidal bore>one that has slowly but surely become more and more visible as the years pass onDaedalus was full of shit, and doesn't get how things like that work.Not to mention that even if the Wave WERE actually stationary, it would still be impossible. Nothing that large forms naturally in any sense. Especially not to the frankly ludicrous degree that the Wave is.
>>64638142>>64637783>>64637446>>64637049Sorry to ask but I'm curious , is my writtefagotry any good despite my english being...let's say less than perfect ?
>>64656057>World where magic exists>"A stationary giant wave is impossible!!1"Also to play devil's advocate I could argue that the Wave doesn't need to get closer to appear larger, it could simply be getting bigger. Perhaps it was an optical illusion, and Cadalbras mistook size growth for velocity.
>>64656313Anon, the very OP post has Cadalbras noting that not only is it getting visibly closer, it's also moving faster. Stationary bores don't do that. Increasing their speed is not something that they do in any circumstance.The only way Daedalus' theory works is if the Wave is going upwards instead of staying put and intends to do some crazy shit like suck up all the world's oceans into itself. Which is still an apocalypse.
>>64656405Different anon, going by the original writefaggotry it might not hold up but that doesn't mean the idea doesn't have merit by itself. Maybe that stuff about it getting faster and such was tacked on after the fact by paid-off scholars and such.
>>64656488Given that Cadalbras literally died following the revelation, I think it more likely that the Wave is actually coming, and it wasn't just some mistake or trick of the eye. There's no point to this thread otherwise.
>>64656533I'm not saying it has to be the """""official""""" canon, but that doesn't mean its existence can't enrich the thread by giving some random lurker the concept of it and then they go and make something cool
>>64604761Founding a city in the clouds, perhaps? Whisking everyone away through time until after the wave has passed?
>>64656533Oh ye of little imagination anon. Think about the possibilities of a standing wave. Is it an artificial creation? A weird natural phenomenon? Is there an unknown world on the other side that thinks their doom is coming from the east? Could the wave be made to collapse? Is it keeping something out- or something in?In the end Cadalbras was but one man, and this whole panic over the Wave is based on solely his word. There's a whole new level of horror that can be explored by the Wave being misinterpreted.
>>64633427I remember this.
>>64656152I liked it, anon.
>>64656405>Secretly they were all wrong. >We abused the ocean. Ate all the fish. Shat in its depths. Dropped nets and anchors and garbage and oil wherever we went. >The sea finally had enough. >And it was leaving.
>>64657633I still think puka looks like he has downs but I will forever find 80's style staches the shit because of victor.
>>64657669Hey now. Nature does that shit all the time and I don't see the ocean getting uppity about that.Make you a deal, we kill nature and then you only get fucked one way rather than 2.
>>64657642Thanks anon, have a cute harpy
>>64658378Cool! Have a creepy one!
>>64600451>Cadalbras' Observation didn't only have breadth of impact, as news traveled faster than it ever had until the whole of the known lands knew of the threat, but also caused deep changes in how many fields of study saw the world, both in the present and future, as one would expect, but also the past.>Today we'll be focusing on our own field of archaeology and how it played a part, and was affected in turn, by the ensuing changes in our understanding. Turn to page vinxte, please. Now, you, read the name at the top.>Haha, yes, it's quite hard to pronounce, isn't it? The Vaspathú-aelfa, we call them, and even that is a simplification of their real name. We know precious little about them, about enough to write a hundred books on the subject, only. What artifacts we've recovered are hardly worthy of the name, as everything related to their culture is in the Eastern Temporal Zone. Can anyone tell me why that poses a problem?>Correct. The ETZ, as we call it, is one of several anomalous territories peppered across the continent. It plays a part in today's lecture, however, because its existence led to a very important realization. While our most senior scholars were caught discussing minutiae, Cadalbras' final declaration swept our nation, and our brightest and youngest minds were quick on the uptake. It wasn't very long before our most esteemed crotchety old men were having to veto talk of the budding Wave Avoidant Culture theory. Indeed, it was a turning point in our history. Finally we had a motive for things that seemed senseless. The most popular theories to explain the time acceleration field that covers the ETZ were ones that postulated an large scale accident involving magic. Today things are different: It is largely accepted that the Vaspathú-aelfa used time magic to extend their deadline, that they knew of the coming Wave. The temporal field would have accelerated them and their perception of time, extending their deadline.
>>64600451The warning slowly spread throughout the druidic community. Some accepted it as natural, but for others it was a heartbreaking betrayal of everything they held dear. How could you explain to a tree, or to a deer, that the world they knew would be gone, they would sire no more children? Many slipped into ennui, knowing their small lives could do nothing in the face of the coming catastrophe.Galdain did not. One of the eldest druids, he had bound himself to the land as a tree digs its roots into the soil. He saw the Wave as the end of everything he ever held dear - nature itself, subsumed by a blanket of water that would break the cycle of life and death into endless nothing. It was anethema. He would rather die a thousand times than let it come to pass.For decades he traveled around the land, speaking with nymphs, naiads, and any creature that had ever had ties to water. As he grew more confident in his theories, he roused the spirits of lakes and rivers to consult with and convince of the merit of his plan. For Galdain decided that water itself was the key to their survival - to create a great current to tug the Wave apart, so that the wall of water would fall away, or at least be weakened so that it would not destroy everything.Lakes were too sleepy and placid to listen, and many rivers faced the hard choice of losing themselves to the mass of the ocean even if they succeeded. But some agreed, in the hope that another river may flow in their bed, instead of becoming part of the lifeless sea floor.Galdain has recruited seven rivers and many smaller streams and creeks to his cause, as well as a few small storm clouds. Many people break into hysterics to see large curtains of living water roaming the land. Others at least protest when their ships are sitting on dry river sand. Galdain does not care. The loss of man or animal is a bitter blow, but a burden he is willing to bear so long as one sapling, one blade of grass, is left above the waters.
>>64660752>a counter-wave to the Waveoh god i can't hold my heartboner anymore jesus christ what have you done to me /tg/
>>64617255>not believing in the Big Rip. Space could expand exponentially amd eventually every subatomic particle will pulled apart at its core. Space time and the fabric of the universe and reality itself will be ripped apart near instantaneously only to leave whatever is left in a nonreality.
>>64662311Similar setting concept for a Traveler game? A vacuum metastability event has taken place and the bubble of unreality is expanding at light speed. The PCs are among the crew of one of the FTL starships outrunning it, stopping to resupply from and warn planets shortly before they're destroyed.
>>64641881Here you go anon, you deserve it.
You see what we get when you nurture a thread?Do this more ofter /tg/, instead of bumping all bait.
>>64646996One in a million chances crop up nine times out of ten.
>>64656057>>one that has slowly but surely become more and more visible as the years pass onWhat if the nature of the tides mean that the "wave" IS stationary, but all the world's water is being added to it? That's still an apocalypse in itself.
Just so we're clear here: we all want the end result to be that through everyones combined efforts the world ends up more or less saved. Right?Its gonna get weakened via magic, runic walls, actual walls, tower cities in its path causing destabilizing wakes and breaks, someones going to power of friendship this shit, a nation on surfboards will probably cause excess drag, someones going to be slicing and dicing it causing ripples and drag as well, the dwarves are digging the worlds biggest drain hole and artificial aquifer, some kings openly declared war on it and is currently throwing resources at it, and who knows what else. The headlands, bays, and coast will get fucked but with our powers combined this bitch is going down nega-captain planet style.
>>64667847Anon....I'm sorry. This place is gonna get Ragnarok'd the fuck up.
>>64668207We just need more plans. Quick, call that druid and get me the names and addresses of every ent, dryad, and tree that refused to help. I know some carpenters and civil engineers who got family and property on the coast and won't ask questions. We're gonna make the worlds biggest wall of self repairing break waters and artificial islands and I'm gonna contract out those rune makers to.If that wave wants to take the land I'll shove it down its throat!
Anyone else getting a KSBD-vibe from all this, or is it just me>>64668207Imagine if you would, eternity, condensed and personified into a multiude of beings. Their hours were the days of the other races, and each year was a lifetime to this people. These were the Elves, timeless, graceful, and haughty beyond compare.Then the Wave came, and all was undone.Like the Liches, Demon Lords, and other anicent species they found themselves limited. Their long withered grasp on time had slipped. They were as mortal as an Ork; many argued that now they were less so. In a few years an Ork might live an entire life. In a few years an Elf would take a short nap. The Elves were not a powerful people for their numbers were slim, and lethargic to produce more. In the eons of their living the solution to this was simple: subterfuge. A hidden blade in the back of a lord would stay an army, and a gift of healing potion to a dying prince would secure a country. Like some vast fat spider pulling at the edges of their webs did the Elves live.Now all their planning and plotting was for naught. It is said that in the earliest days they had tried to assassinate any who heard of Cadalbras's great Truth. They failed. The youngest among them argued for a different plan.Cult leaders and suicide priests were silenced in the night. Kings were suddenly given arcane knowledge of runecraft, and treaties signed between blood-rivals. The elves knew that any singular effort would be for naught. Their very survival was proof of it. But what if the entire world banded together for survival? What is the kings of men, dwarves, orks, and elves all threw down their arms to fight against the Wave? Maybe just maybe, something would survive.Then again the Elves are haughty, and perhaps their great plan was an attempt to cling to power in the face of destruction? Only time would tell.
>>64668307Y'know what, why don't we reopen that portal to hell and get the water flowing thataway? Gonna get real steamy down there...
>>64668307Anon, it's okay. It's okay that this is happening and you don't have to stop it.
>>64668459The Plane of Air is basically just code for giant ass empty space. We could chuck that into the mix to.>>64668512That's pansy talk.
>>64668588>The Plane of AirAll rumors of "elemental planes" are just those: every model which depends on their existence has been disproved, time and time again, by experiments which any Journeyman Thaumaturge can conduct reliably.
>>64609746Do it anyway
>>64617087Reminds me of flcl
>>64632745I like this
>>64617087Fucking Christopher Robin
>>64668976We're setting out to make runic powered living wood gates/waterbreakers/artificial islands ranging in size from manhattan to honolulu to stop a God Wave. It's time for small scale nambly pambly experiments of the uninitiated and the unmotivated to make way for REAL thamautological theoretical experimentation.If those planes exist we'll find them.
/mlp/ tourist here, bumping an extremely based thread
>>64669526I chuckled. Still planning to run a Monsters and Other Childish Things game where Christopher Robin is a legendary threat.
The merfolk had learnt of the Wave through trading with the landfolk, and to say they couldn't care less was an understatement. Why should the Sea Kingdoms be scared of some big wave? It was a joke to them, to the extent that the comedic 'confused landwalker suddenly finding themselves underwater' became a popular stock character in their theatre.That all changed after the Master Engineer Ss'lobotto gained an audience with the Empress after waiting outside her court for three months straight. He had come bearing warning about the Wave, but the Empress dismissed his concerns with a bubbling laugh. For what did the Eternal Depths care about some wave?But Ss'lobotto's words turned the water to ice. When tidal waves approached the land they drew the surrounding water into them, leaving the harbours as dry as land. The Wave was so large, so enormous, it would devour all of the oceans to swell its size. When the Wave came their underwater empire would be subsumed into it. The oceans would run dry, the great coral palaces suddenly exposed to air. The Sea Kingdoms would not be destroyed by the Everflood, but by the Everdrought.As above, so below- and now the merfolk are consumed by the same panic as the land dwellers. Some say they should build sanctuaries, some leave to become one with the Wave itself. The merfolk know they shall be the first to fall to the Wave, and each watches the surface with terrified eyes. For each day the water level gets a little bit lower...
Not dying on my fucking watch, this thread is the best thing we’ve had on tg in months
>>64667847All the efforts will be largely for naught. Civilization will not survive. Pockets of life will be left over to struggle through the remnants, and start anew, but the great works will only save a few.But isn't that enough? If they had done nothing, the world would have been washed clean completely. Now some small groups will be able to start again, greatly diminished. Before they ever reach the old heights they will have forgotten their origins, but they will be alive.
Life in the Shipyard Bay is a bustle of activity. So let me be the first to welcome you to what will probably be the last civilization. I’m James, I hammer nails. I don’t know the first thing about shipbuilding, but I was a carpenter before Cadalbras’s Proclamation. There’s so much being done that there are plenty of people like me, who simply do the smallest tasks over and over in hopes of saving life as we know it. There are planners, architects, people who go farther and farther afield for wood for the boats, and the people who feed, clothe, and take care of the teeming masses of people. My wife helps take care of the hordes of children, deposited on our doorstep by desparate parents. In spite of the Wave threatening to end the world, the atmosphere here is actually pretty hopeful. If we don’t succeed there’ll be nobody to mourn us, so there’s no point to moping. Here’s a hammer, and let’s go save everyone.
QUESTION:Do you prefer if the entire 'civilized world' is actually world/human scaled.Or if this is actually a tiny world setting and the wave is little more than just a normal splash in a very large pond or pool?
>>64673696The assumption is that it’s normally-scaled.
"Damn you. Gods damn you, redo the calculations!We've done it ten times sir, verified by all the other calculatoriors. It's simply not possible sir.I am Manfred Von Eisenberg, I am THE Airship Tycoon. If I say a ship will be built to go that high, a ship will be built!But sir. The air . . .it's just too thin at that altitude. Even with the lightest Dwarven mythril and lift runes. Even with the most conservative calculations. No ship can climb any higher than 12 miles up.12 miles. 12 Fucking miles. And the wave will still get us. Sir I'm sorry. From what we can tell, the wave is pushing the very boundaries into the void above.It's- It's alright. I will live. My grandsons will live. Maybe one day, one day one of them will devise a means of breaching that void."
>>64670753"Your Majesty. Perhaps this is the best time to make peace with the Eldritch Ones of the Underdark ocean?As it stands, if we allow ourselves to be destroyed and left to dry by this foul wave. . .it will be the sons of Icthultu who will inherit the earth. For their ocean lies below the sea floor and will not be drained."
>>64629769>>64632706>>64632745Why not have the dwarves just build massive submarine vessels? Keep them buried to survive the initial wave and then have them float to the surface for air after it. Can even have some soil for farming and such.
>>64667847Depends. It works as an ordinary "grim apocalypse with survivors and new hopes". It works as a heroic fantasy "stop the apocalypse" story. And it works as a philosophical "if the end was inevitable, what would YOU do?" prompt. But since the first two are kind of tired out, there's a certain appeal to the third.>>64668448>spoilerIt could lead to that kind of setting if humanity survives. There IS a kind of post-apoc aesthetic to the comic...
>>64674129>And it works as a philosophical "if the end was inevitable, what would YOU do?"Not to mention "if the end was inevitable but it wouldn't come in your lifetime, what would you do?"I think a lot of times people just hope and pretend their descendants will survive, so long as the end is so far off as not to bother them personally.Most people are aware that the sun will burn out in so many billion years. But that's such an unfathomable amount of time from now. Not only that but most people tend to imagine humanity will travel to the stars or some such and survive it.
some madmen would try to find a way to live underwaterthe wave can't kill you if you're under it
>>64611930I thought the wave was still centuries off
>>64675667That was when Cadalbras gave his pronouncement. A game can be set closer to the date
>>64602492is your last name Tolkien?
>>64675897Did Tolkien have dreams about giant killer waves?
>>64675934No, but I bet his son has nightmares about waves of angry fans coming to his book signings at conventions.>Excuse me! Excuse me! Well, actually! Excuse me!
>>64674168>"if the end was inevitable but it wouldn't come in your lifetime, what would you do?"That's... that's just real life, anon.
>>64676814Well that answers your question.I guess the difference is these people are dealing with an immediate and very obvious end of centuries, as opposed to our ambiguous and ephemeral end of up to but likely shorter than billions of years
I am going to bed, this shit better still be here in the morning
>>64617712Or you could just build an underground bunker. Problem is oxygen, but that's solvable.
>>64677428Anon, the one lesson you should take away from this thread is nothing is permanent.
>>64637802Things would go up (that's what a wave is, successive patches of water going up and down) - but not necessarily smoothly or at a survivable velocity.If it's thin and high enough to be wall-like, the forces involved would be tectonic. In point of fact, I'm pretty sure that the wind alone would be lethal before the wave hit, which might be more or less poetic depending on your perspective.If you wanted to be nice, a sufficiently broad and slow wave would be survivable.
>>64647441>>64628299My initial thought was that Hell should be fine and indeed glutted with souls, with lots of free time from not tempting mortals. But that's un-thematic.I propose that the infernal armies are desperately dedicated to barricading every portal to Hell. The most powerful Demon Lords, with access to the future have deserted their posts, knowing that their subjects will fail and Hell will be drowned in the final flood. In the Citadel of the Eternal Sun on the equator, the day-Pope and his armies of paladins are working to open enormous portals and ensure Hell's destruction, while the night-Pope in the Castle of the New Moons sends her remaining knights to bolster the material world.
bumpan a quality thread
>>64675934>>64676002>This legend or myth or dim memory of some ancient history has always troubled me. In sleep I had the dreadful dream of the ineluctable Wave, either coming out of the quiet sea, or coming in towering over the green inlands. It still occurs occasionally, though now exorcized by writing about it. It always ends by surrender, and I awake gasping out of deep water. I used to draw it or write bad poems about it.
>>64680038>>64628299How come the demons of Hell were taken by surprise by the wave?
>>64680038>>64681929I SAY WE OPENED UP A BIG PORTAL TO HELL JUST BEFORE IT HITS.THAT WAY THE WAVE WILL JUST BE SUCKED INTO IT. WE CAN THEN EXTINGUISH HELL AND REMOVE ALL SUFFERING IN THE UNIVERSE
>>64675655The pressure alone would crush them to death.
>>64675655Do you even know what a tidal waves is?
>>64637386Currently working on this. I still haven’t gotten to the rules, but I have added some location descriptions based on snippets from this thread as well as some suggested plot hooks based on them for GMs and players to pick and choose from or to simply use as inspiration. However, many of the plot hooks, I feel, are a little samey. It’s a lot of “maybe the players are simply passing through when this happens” and “maybe it’s the players’ dream to see this first hand.” That’s thematic, I suppose, but I would appreciate it if some anons would be willing to share more ideas about possible plot hooks as well as more details about places and characters in general.Also, rules suggestions are appreciated. I’m probably gonna go for something rules light. Perhaps something along the lines of each character having one dream, one compulsion and some personality traits. The dream is simply the characters goal. The compulsion is something that distracts them from reaching their dream. And their personality traits are essentially skills which you can use in any way you can justify. So, say you’re facing off against a really big dude in black armor. Your friend may have a skill called ‘swordsman’ which he can use to fight, but you don’t have that skill. However, you do have a skill called ‘bravery,’ so you use that instead.
>>64683382Not if you're a:SkeletonClockworkmanRockmanMagmamanEldritch Fishman of the underdark sea
>>64683888Nice, post it if you think it's advanced enough.
>>64684626I wouldn't call it's particularly more advanced than before. This is the current state of it though.
>>64684915Still nice anon ! Would be kino to add some more "example" location.
>>64684276All of those except the magma guy and the eldritch fishfolk would be reduced to fine powder from the forces at work here. And I'm not so sure about the first one.
>>64685430Depends if an infinitely flat plain setting has a moon and how it would function.FOR THAT MATTER HOW THE SUN FUNCTIONS IN AN INFINITELY FLAT PLAIN
>>64685466Skeletons, Rockmen and Clockwork dudes just have to dig deep enough. Unlike the dwarves they don't have to worry about breathing.Or if they're lazy, just build a really large, hydrodnamic and heavy metal box designed to deflect most of the wave above itself.Underdark will be fine. Wave will roll right over it.
>>64685472Well assuming the normal conditions for a flat world (that it sits on top of the shoulders of four immense elephants which themselves stand on top of a colossal star turtle) then the sun and moon are tiny and orbit around the world.
>>64685546>normal conditionsWhen did the Indian model become normal? I always thought it was turtles all the way down.
>>64685546I find the idea of 'normal conditions' of a flat world.Also in such a setting the world is not infinite, but a very large disc. Unless there is non-elucidian forces at play here, this wave is actually going to be quite terrible as it will rebound on the edges of the disc and split into dozens of subwaves that will rebound over and over.
>>64685579>I find the idea of 'normal conditions' of a flat world.*to be a funny concept>>64685572Not to mention if it's turtles all the way down, how does the sun get under them and back instead of dissapearing forever
>>64685466Different guy but the pressures at work here aren't just in the wave itself but the pressures it will exert on the surrounding enviroment as well.This fucker will actively disrupt and solidify the crust it passes over so even if magmaman wasn't on the surface, which would result in him getting scattered like fine detritus in the current being created here plus the flow actively cooling him to rock to help this process, him existing under the crust would also not be safe as it would also cause excess pressure in the local area which would actively solidify the magma into rock layers, how deep depends on the waves dimensions, volume, speed, and the land it flows over. The skeleton man would be instantly scattered even if he was below the surface as, again, the pressures and currents produced by this waves passing would be phenomenal and more than likely this would crush or shatter his bones in the process(this can already happen even with current depths and currents found naturally let alone when something like the God Waves passing overhead).For the same reason the underdark would also not be safe as it would essentially be filled instantly will intensely and highly compressed air followed by a subsequent and equally intensely and quick depressurization. This alone would create pressure waves in the air pockets that would essentially liquify anything organic as well as most of the rock structures beyond rock solid walls which would more than likely shatter. Top it off there is zero chance the roof wouldn't cave-in in most places so a lot of the underdark would get the same treatment as the surface. Either way whether its the sudden massive increase and turbulence introduced due to the water pressure or just the outright massive influx and outflux of atmospheric pressure in non-flooded areas anything in the oceans of the underdark would essentially be put into an insanely powerful blender made of the water surrounding them.
What the fuck is this gay thread and why mods didn't do anything about it yet?