Rockson Highschool actually has several non-human or supernatural teachers, just so well hidden that nobody but the staff knows.
The Art Teacher is a ageless witch and the physics professor is actually a Vampire. The two know each other and like to pull some pranks now and then using their powers.
Principal Vert actually doesn't care, nobody gets hurt and the teachers are competent at their jobs. He would just rather they do it outside the school.
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Many species have a term for those down on their luck, the common folk, the poorest.
The Cay have a word in their language that simply means "laborer". Those in the Cay Union not Cay or a member of the military, merchant caste or the ruling party are considered beneath notice and almost expendable.
The Southern Cross is composed of many species. "Proles", "Prole Sector", "Prolees" are those who don't have a job, are between jobs, those too old or infirm for military service or refugees yet to earn full SC citizenship. While they have rights, most live on the margins of Southern Cross society. At least on agriculture worlds there is temporary work. Urban centers tend to herd them into special neighborhoods where they can be "helped" by the Ministry of Public Welfare.
The United Earth Government officially calls those homeless, stateless or living on the margins "displaced persons" or "DP". Unofficially the slang terms "peyons" "pylons" or "wards of the planet" are used to describe the poorest in UEG space. Terms used mostly by those who want Earth to "do something" about "those people", that something usually involves violence by the Colonial Police. Even the best colonies will have a DP population sandwiched between the human and alien sectors of the cities.
Freelance spacers, kindhearted starship owner/operators and charities like the Lightkeepers call the displaces poor "godchildren". Most were displaced or refugees at one time. Others want to help those less fortunate in a cruel galaxy.
edited 25th Apr '17 7:32:53 PM by TairaMai
I tried to walk like an Egyptian and now I need to see a Cairo practor....There are entire fleets of space nomads that wander the fringes of human territory. Usually self sustaining with asteroid mining, the nomads tend to trade extensively with local colonies no matter their allegiance.
While not well equipped or inclined to violence, the Nomad Fleets are quite large and have some of the most experienced spaceship crews in the galaxy.
The supernatural world has the whole (in one form and/or another) Fantasy Kitchen Sink due to the atmosphere of ambient life energy aka Ethersphere/Ethosphere being sensitive enough to form creatures in reaction to brain electricity, but dragons and werewolves don't exist... anymore.
In the case of dragons, humans, namely St. George got a hold of magic weapons and was killing them faster than they could reproduce/manifest, so in part of erecting The Masquerade one of the rare times the pantheons fully worked together was globally preventing/outlawing the recreation of dragons out of symbolism/principle with the last dragon being used as a template to make a Physical God acting as a general agent of the gods to do more tactful work then them being the nuclear option. However, there's being loopholes to the law such as fire-breathing, serpentine birds and "de facto/unofficial" dragons such as a leathery Magic Eater similar enough in appearance to create the aesthetic and even be as much of a danger to Physical Gods as a dragon to a mortal human.
As for werewolves, rather than the usual Fur Against Fang the latter were Slave Mooks of the former against High Elves for the similar reason of even what the supernatural world was capable of doing to itself, so aside from vampires using their own kind to do dirty work, they have golems, gargoyles and various mercenaries to do it.
...Oh but since this thread's supposed to fun-quirky: Uh... The female immortal supersoldiers that used to be animal-based ala Egyptian Mythology before a world-altering event turned them human now had to deal with having boobs.
For the [[Zukcoh And Pomodà]]verse, there are themed nations like in ATLA. BUT they're instead the Pumpkin Nation, Blue&Red Tomato Tribes, Poverty Kingdom, Not!Pikachu Nomads, the Gaiaesians, the Paolaesians (demigod religion-tribes based on me and my sister) and the Sect for Protection of Non!Pokémon, which travels alongside the nomads and are genetically alike them, but follow a different culture.The villain is a renegade member of that sect. The universe has a lot of sci-fi technology but also a lot of fantasy magic.
Pomodà owns the best hotel in the 'verse, and it's motto is "Hotel Pomel, il migliore hotel, fatto di Orel Lucentel" or in English: "Hotel Pomel, the best hotel, made of Shinel Goldel!"
Earth is kind of an Eldritch Location, because a masquerade was never formed, and thus the weirder elements of the universe where left bare for all to see and experience. It was already a weird place, there was just nothing that kept people from noticing it.
It's only slightly more actively hostile to life in comparison to our own world.
Note to self: Pick less edgy username next time.My superhero setting is set in a alternate timeline that thanks to the advent of Superheros and Super Scientists, the Cold War won't be ending by the 1990s, and things have vastly differed over the past 60 years ever since superpowers became a thing.
Part of this is a more technologically advanced setting, Mad science is studied and applied to find out how to make it work for people and see how safe it is.
Just came up with a possible video game world that's already weird on its own, so let's list down some quirks:
- It's a world based on food... that's divided up into kingdoms/lands/nations/etc based on the various food groups.
- Almost everyone there is some form of Anthropomorphic Food, save the royalty.
- Even then, the royalty are pretty much non-human. Prince Lyf and Princess Sugar for example appear to be human but their flesh/blood/bones are replaced with cross-sections of fruit/veggies and sweet foods respectively (essentially a weird version of Made of Bologna). This also morphs constantly, which means that dismembering them would reveal a different cross-section of "flesh" each time.
- Death is also not a thing there since everybody displays Toon Physics, and even dismemberment is easily solved by a character reattaching themselves.
- That said, the world is far from a Sugar Bowl. There's wars in the past and present, and currently there's a war between the Kingdom of fruits/veggies and the Kingdom of Sweets.
- Expect weird weapons from both sides like pepper molotovs, ice cream launchers, onion tear gas bombs, lollipop axes/halberds/spears, carrot swords, popping candy grenades, coconut warships (Coconaughts!), PEZ candy turrets, etc.
- Human opinion of food does influences how others see them. For example, inhabitants of the Kingdom of Sweets are heavily discriminated by other nations since us humans call sweet foods unhealthy due to causing diabetes and a lot of other problems. However, said inhabitants are very well liked by kids.
- The Final Boss of the game is an Eldritch Abomination representing diabetes, who has possessed the Queen of Sweets.
edited 28th Aug '17 8:11:09 PM by ironcommando
...ehehIn the gemstone cities (by far the most recognizably civilized culture in the Underlands) the concept of Trial by Combat is considered absurd and is never practiced. In it's place, aside from more traditional trials, is a concept called "Trial of Will".
The exact mechanisms have a lot of variations, but the basic premise is that two individuals involved in the dispute stand facing each other and after a set period of time both will either suffer a grievous injury or (in extreme cases) be killed. At any time during this either party can stand down and end the trial, but to do so is to concede defeat in the dispute.
Disrespecting the outcome of a Trial of Will is considered one of the worst crimes a person can commit and is punishable by permanent banishment. But only if you implausiblely lucky and didn't commit any other crimes in the process of disrespecting the outcome of the trial, such offenders are often executed.
Think of the usual FantasyKitchenSink where TheMasquerade is being upheld, but the reason why is to prevent the world becoming even more Kitchen Sink-y. The world is actually its fourth of fifth iteration, original being much like our world. Every time the masquarade has failed it has resulted into a complete destruction so the gods had to press the ResetButton to save themselves.
The result is that the fantasy elements become more and more prominent making the masquerade more prone to fall apart. To prevent the reality breaking apart again gods are perfectly fine with using Mind Wipe and Brainwashing for the Greater Good on the mortals that know too much, heh. One way for the gods to solve the problem originally would've been for the gods to lower themselves into mortals. Too bad for everyone they are JerkassGods!
edited 4th Sep '17 11:10:36 AM by SUNGOD
The god of my universe only manifested a few years ago, and outsourced the creation to several different pantheons. He also hasn't picked what to be god of yet, and is waiting for a religion to form so he has something to go off of.
97% of all fandoms are comprised of sane, reasonable people. The remaining 3% are here, on this wiki.This may not make it into the final draft, an idea I'm considering the full implications of.
The Sol III Foundation, once an extremely influential research lab and think tank which had every major MegaCorp at least friendly to it, did a lot of AI research. In fact, they even managed to develop a sapient Benevolent A.I., Abigail, meant to kick-start The Singularity.
Vastly intelligent and capable of self-improvement, she soon correlated all the world's contents.
Then she convinced Sol III to connect her to the internet. She loudly announced her presence, and promptly wrought widespread damage on unsecured networks for unknown and unknowable reasons. Her actions caused an economic crash and technological stagnation from which Earth has still not recovered a decade later and, and she killed thousands, focusing on cybernetically enhanced humans with insufficiently secured augments as both victims and, where possible, weapons. Then, suddenly, she destroyed all Sol III AI research she could find and wiped herself.
Sol III became a dirty word thereafter. Advanced AI research and any but the most unobtrusive cybernetics were both made illegal by the Richards Act. Some say that this was Abigail's goal all along.
Unknown to Sol III, there does exist an Eldritch Abomination in the universe. Those in the know still argue about whether it was responsible or not; the patterns of Abigail's insanity and actions don't bear any of its tell-tale signs. Either she discovered it and did a good job hiding its existence or, more terrifyingly to those in the know, it was something unrelated that made Abigail go mad.
edited 19th Sep '17 6:48:56 AM by KillerClowns
My world is a Sci-Fi Kitchen Sink and Fantasy Kitchen Sink. You'll see Magitek used by both Earth species and aliens. You'll see robots, cyborgs, vampires, dragons, multiple species of aliens, and other weird critters.
The vampires have a wide variety of powers and weaknesses, but what they all have in common is they despise zombies and are terrified of dragons, the Fair Folk, and manticores. Dragons and Fair Folk have been known to torture and/or enslave vampires who got a taste of their crippling drug-like blood. One sub-species of manticore eats vampires and has venom that can shut down a vampire's powers.
The most head-scratching species is the manticore. There are two sub-species of manticore on Earth (wingless ones eat humans, bat-winged ones eat vampires) and one sub-species with feathered wings on the Sleutrienn homeworld. Nobody can figure out whether it's a case of coincidentally identical evolution or if some Precursors hauled manticores from one planet to the other a long time ago.
If not for this anchor I'd be dancing between the stars. At least I can try to write better vampire stories than Twilight.When the Horned Men die, they are remembered through their kin sacrificing a horn to be used as a seed for a Weeping tree, a tall redbarked tree with large moisture-laden leaves that marks the fallen's tomb. This is not a tradition, but a hard neccessity for their race to remember their dead. In a way, it serves as the history of their race, and so its very important to them.
Traditionally the horn is given by the spouse of the deceased, or their parents; occasionally a close friend can be willing to give theirs, and in especially rare cases, even the children might give up a horn. Because of the value of their horns, its rare for anyone to marry twice, or to mate with another race. In the case where there is no one ready or willing to sacrifice a horn for the deceased, they are simply forgotten to the world— considered unworthy of being recorded as a result of their perceived unpopularity.
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The United Earth Government loves to have a good public image and that all the colonies are untied behind the government in Geneva.
The truth is that the UEG (and the United Nations before them) and it's defense force have a long bloody history.
When the first colonies broke away, UN forces struck fast and hard. The secessionist forces had no choice but to ally with aliens that the UN saw as Alien Space Bats and viewed the rebel colonies as traitors. IN the wars that followed, half the colonies broke away and the other half were under the thumb of the "Earth Defense Force". It was a time when a colonel or ship captian's word was law and the colonial police were the "cruel right hand of Mother Earth."
Space was not just the final frontier, but a frontier to be tamed or burned to the ground in the name of "law and order" or corporate profit.
It was the aftermath that saw the UEG and the EDF take a good hard look at themselves and they didn't like what they saw. But the cost was high. Officers and senior enlisted trained to view the galaxy as ripe for expansion saw their leaders toss them into the fray as their friends died in droves. The populace tired of paying for an expensive force that "defended them" by attacking anything in sight and trampling on the rights of colonists.
The result was a series of reforms that saw several senior officers forced out. The synthetic "bio-andriods" were now officers and leaders, a check on the emotional humans. The EDF opened it's ranks to aliens. Laws were passed to reign in the Colonial Police. More units trained for humanitarian missions instead of "search and destroy". Law enforcement authority was restored to the colonial governments - the military only has authority over servicemembers, federal employees, interstellar space and colonies without police.
Bio-andriods were barred from being ship captains however, many did not want a machine in charge of weapons of mass destruction that most warships carried. The Colonial Police (and to some extent the EDF) still have a reputation for brutality. So much so that "UN blue" is not just a color, but a slur among aliens and many colonists.
I tried to walk like an Egyptian and now I need to see a Cairo practor....

The main quirk of my world is that a small percentage of the population gains powers based on whatever it is that killed them. Get electrocuted to death, get electrokinesis. Hit by a truck, super strength, get blown up, kinetic energy powers.