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Stories of Arcadia

Postby Triert » Fri May 23, 2014 7:20 am

This is a general world building thread for any and all ideas I have upon the fictional world of Arcadia. Remember, constructive criticism is always welcome, being a chode however is not okay at all.

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Re: Stories of Arcadia

Postby eblu » Sat May 24, 2014 1:56 am

i just googled what a chode is, now i'm contemplating deleting my history

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Re: Stories of Arcadia

Postby Triert » Fri Jun 06, 2014 1:25 pm

Travel Among Cosmos

"How long have we traveled?" A juvenile male asked as, the day he completed his passage into adolescence. "Why ask a question like that, we travel to find our home." The boy's father in front of him tells them. "Mom told me we left our home a long time ago, when the ship first sailed." He responded as he took a gaze out on the expanse of the stars. "I remember that conversation, I told you we left our first home, Terra." The mother told her son as she grasped the hand of the boy's father.

"Son, a better question might be to ask why we travel." The father told to his son. "Okay then, why do we travel if we have a home?" The boy asked as both of his parents held their heads down, to hide the shame on their face from the boy. "At your age, you ask so many questions like we did about the first home. But it was impossible for us to understand why some people acted so, violent, for peaceful goals." The father told him.

"There is no home we can go back to son, you can ask us as many questions as you want later, and when they get confusing, you can keep asking us until you finally understand. But you have to understand there are questions that we can't answer because we have no control over them. We wish we could answer some questions, but we are on a ship."

Why can't we go back?

"The same reason your dinner ends with a plate. Everything you need, you eat, and all that's left is an empty dish." The father told his son. "But we clean dishes, so we can use them again." The son replied. "Our dish broke, so we need to find a new one."

How long until we find home.

"About that actually, The Survey Team scanned a planet that's passed a lot of tests son. Looks like the last test, having people try to live there will be the last step before the entire Travelers Expedition can finally settle." The mother told her son and the father. She had checked her information pad gleefully, and turned her head back to her child as he asked his last question

How long until we need a new home?

"Well, if everyone on here learned anything. It'll have been that we make mistakes to learn from them. Maybe this time, we can clean our dish instead of look for a new one." The father said as he set his sights from their passing vessel onto the emerald and amethyst globe they could see in front of them.

"Arcadia, any real or imaginary place that offers peace and simplicity." The father said as the mother had gave him a playful grin. "Someone thinking of a name already?" The mother impishly commented. "They're the first words of his favorite book, I think we should consider it." The father, full of ardor and refusing to have his focus on the planet go. "You're the Admiral, not me. I'm just saying that holding his book in your hand made it pretty obvious." The mother cracking up from her last comment said.

"Simple is how it should always be, why make it harder for everyone coming next?"

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Re: Stories of Arcadia

Postby Triert » Tue Jul 15, 2014 6:16 am

Aven Thaumaturgist Log 717
Entry by Farrah Way
On the recent Ethological Expedition into Karamja, suspicion of Haven enslavement, apprehension of the Teuthian Hybrid.


Among the Capricyon of the Haven, it has been reported that they have a written language composed of vines that are marked by certain cuts. Within one expedition, we were able to make out the Capricyon markings based on words they left behind as they had made a tactical retreat against our research team.

The team, armed in heavy plating and fitted with Rapalca wool had entered into an engagement with the Capricyon Unit. A total of four Aves were lost in our attempt to take the Carvings. The Arborkinesis Group failed to apprehend engaging Capricyon as the claws of the Unit proved to be powerful enough to cut through the thick vegetation of the jungles. Chromatic City had also been unwelcoming as guards attempted to apprehend us, without our licenses we would have been made captives to the city.

From earlier infiltration attempts, we have discovered that Capricyon Carving Language is littered among the local chieftains huts. From The Harbringer Study of The Haven, we were able to match up words in the language with images. Many symbols among powerful chieftains were signs that meant "Fertile" "Potato" "Hunter" whereas symbols among unpopular and weaker chieftains were signs left that indicated "Infertile" "Carrot" but among the oddest, had to have been when Harbringer pointed to an image that meant "Poor Grower". Giving the indication that Village Chieftains must not only be considered and seen as an Alpha Male, but also be the villages crop grower. To know how strong of a Capricyon presence, all we need to do is to look at nearby farms.

This would also give insight into a Naval Infiltration that failed, Capricyon farms were thought to be located within lakes inside the jungles of Karamja. This was quickly pointed out by Hominids in the Ethologist group as being a very Aven school of thought, as early Hominids had river centric communities. It proved to be too late for the Infiltration group, no remains or presence remained of them minus a very carved boat that was seen docked against the shore. The boat that was reviewed showed signs that indicated "Aven" "Taken" and finally, the sign for "Chains". This indicates that the group was taken hostage by the guards in the city, as Capricyon only encounter with chains come from several routine mining campaigns into Karamja. As to how much accountability The Haven can be put under is questionable, many Avens held hostage within the city have any sense of identity stripped from them from rigorous conditions survived as a servant. Others retain their individuality, but the amount of who have escaped from The Chromatic City can be counted on one hand.

Among one of these individuals has been identified as a Hybrid, to hominids they are regarded as myth when they are natural. They fail to remember that it had been Avens who came forward on the engineering of artificial hybrids as they were based on natural ones found among Aven societies. The Branta in particular had a high understanding on Hybrid Avens. From what we could gather from Brantans, before getting shot at, had been that Natural Hybrids were Avens born with traits of partially, or fully of another animal among Arcadia. The only problem with this Hybrid, is that he was found to be a Capricyon Hybrid. Many Terra based Hybrids exist among hominid cities, only a few have ever made hybrid of Arcadian animals, but none of us have been able to successfully create artificial Capricyon Hybrids. I've been offered help towards apprehending this Hybrid, but I'd rather not lose anyone on something like this. I've been given authorization by the Aven Council to use Arcane magic if the need arises, and to simply stun him and turn him into the council.

To other Thaums inside of Teuthis, you have been urged NOT to engage and simply report this Hybrids location out of concern of the rest of the Aven community. I will be arriving on the twelfth of this month as an honorary guest to the Baal Tower's, on the morning after, I'd ask that any Teuthian Thaumaturgists organize in your official uniform as we'll all make our way towards the local Teuthian Diner. Warning, Hominid Cuisine may contain Avocado. We might have evolved from birds, but we still haven't evolved away from our disgust.

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Re: Stories of Arcadia

Postby Triert » Thu Jan 22, 2015 2:47 pm

Scouting Probe, Team 7137

"Are you seeing this?" Scout 7A told the others as the landscape exposed itself to the rays of light for the human settlers, their hunt for a new home, could it truly have come to an rest? Their sights focused on today's mission, the search for native life.

"I see fields of green, red roses too." Scout 1A told 7A.

"Oh haha, that's the last time we let you use your credits to buy sound files." 7A retorted to 1A as he returned to surveying.

"Sorry, how am I supposed to take this assignment seriously at all? The first scouting team did a full report and they released it all to everyone in the other ships. We're probably here just to take a few pictures and bring them back. Just look around, and enjoy our new home!" 1A told him as he lounged back.

"Here's the real question, why are we still wearing these helmets?" 7B told the others as he did away with his. 3A had been positioned away from the rest and overheard the 7B's decision.

"He has a point, they did a compatability check on the soil, air, and water." 3A said as she took her helmet off as well, only to find a scent grasp at her nose when the condensed air left her suit. "Smoke...I smell smoke coming from those bushes over there!" 3A said as everyone else approached her position, as she took off alone towards the bush itself. Before she could go any further, a spear thrusted but stopped just before stabbing her head. She'd been taken aback by this as others came forward with their spears as well.

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