In the original version Starman (yes named after the David Bowie song) and Brett Con (I came up with that before I knew Rick and Morty did it first) were two fueding gods. Brett Con would randomly mess with Starman's worlds and characters (the game) just to piss him off

Heavy Skull Loyalist

It’s the year 2808, Corps have taken the world and it’s far out colonies over. Most world governments have yielded or died out following the 3rd world war and the Martian colonial conflicts. But Adams journey takes place in red light city, Florida.

When God made Adam and Eve, he took great care with creating them as they’re effectively the template for all humans. Adam and Eve are what are known as primordial humans. With them having self-healing, intellect, limitless potential, and immortality. This renders them immune to any and all forms of cybernetic, neural, or biological augmentation due to God himself personally creating them as the first humans.

As of this current moment, Eve is missing. And Adam knows it because he can always feel a noticeable ache in his ribs. Due to Eve having been made from his rib she and him are eternally linked to each other absolutely. Destined to find the other no matter how far away they are or how long it takes. Adam is also fairly depressed due to having lived so long and the things he’s seen as he’s also a veteran of several different wars throughout human history and fought in the frontlines of WW3 and the MCCs. When he feels a nudge towards RLC in the UCSA he makes his way there and realizes that the leading corp. Makroware cybernetics has found Eve and is experimenting on her due to her being a primordial human like himself. Seeking to replicate her abilities and imbue them into themselves to gain immortality.

And so Adam in a rage at what they’re doing to his wife goes on a one man rampage to go get Eve. and he won’t stop until she’s safe and sound.

The technodrake houses wanted to expand their cyberpunk nightmare into the Hannibal region, and the forces of the Hannibal region was slowly being pushed back until a large force of remaining draconic houses showed up because they really hate the Technodrakes

Context:

This is lore from a science fiction verse I wrote where Earth is not the only planet humans evolved on (ancient aliens were involved here) and the other human planets allied together to destroy all alien life. Humans are the most creative species in the galaxy which makes them invaluable assets to any civilization and the people of Earth have to ally with aliens in order to stop their maniacal kindred.

Sevran is the capital of the bad guy humans, who call themselves the United Human Alliance, and even after it got glassed to smithereens by the UHA's despotic leader Sevranites have a reputation for being bigoted human supremacists who will espouse their racial superiority at every chance they get. Really not the best type of guy to try and set up with an alien woman.

Stuff like this is very common in this setting the Order beats back demons and then they get less funding over time then then another massive demonic invasion comes so the order gets more funding and the cycle repeats

The violent Circus: a very infamous company full of mad men and statistics, who seems to go of a very clown base vibe. They rarely take anything seriously, but they are effective enough that they are still often hired

The Draconic Houses: the remains of the old draconic houses they were from a minor faction that embraced magic to help them out in this new world, and they grew a deep hatred for the technodrakes and they’re extremely money based competition method instead of the older, proving yourself with might method but they also know that they do not have the power to bring down the current rulers of dragon Society, so they are basically off gathering power as mercenaries until they can finally launch their crusade(I completely forgot about that region My apologies I will explain later)

The Sirens Song Company: a famous mercenary company of mermaids they use the secretive magics of the Sirens song in order to force entire armies into vulnerable locations that their enemies like to use to their full advantage naturally, if you want them to work for you, you have to pay more than a premium

Started making a new world and someone is already traumatized

context, when she was 8, fuzzy was subjected to a top secret military program called the WildCard project. this project was to basically try and cram as many weapons and enhancements into one body as possible, she is 96% machine now, only her lungs, heart, brain, right eye and endocrine system are left. however she was only told that they put a special weapon in her and that was what the project was

Greetings...from Slowjamastan!

One of the reasons we made this series was to give people outside our community a window into the wonderfully strange, creative and sometimes surprisingly serious world of micronations.

Episode One starts with something many micronationalists will probably recognize: What happens when the outside world shows up and doesn't quite know what to make of you?

In our case, it's a county inspector named Gary arriving at the border of Slowjamastan.

Yes, it's played for comedy. There are ridiculous laws, diplomatic posturing and questions involving Crocs.

But underneath all of that is something real: the strange intersection between micronational sovereignty, local government, bureaucracy, legitimacy, public perception and the question every micronation eventually encounters:

“Okay…but what happens when someone from the real government shows up?”

Our hope with Greetings from Slowjamastan is that people come for the absurdity, but leave a little more curious about micronations themselves — why people create them, what they build, and just how diverse this community actually is.

I'd genuinely be interested to hear how other micronationalists would have handled the Gary situation.

The solar elves are a strange bunch and have not always enjoyed favor. Starting from creation they were doomed to a fate of arrogance and egotism for that is what their god crafted them with. The elves of Rostavien were made as part of a competition of sorts set by the creator and sun god Solis. He tasked his first three creations, his three daughters Vanniadra the Gracious, Ovarion the Wanderer, and Messliav the Radiant, with making stewards for his newly made world. His first two daughters made their stewards from Solis’ creation Aso with the intention to have them better connected to the land they would steward. Vanniadra took from the depths below the world carefully carving out the most beautiful jem and sculpting them with the stone of the stars. Ovarion made her stewards from the wilds the mud, bark, leaves, and water of the streams formed them never taking to much from the land. Messilav instead of aiming to make a steward wanted to impress Solis by making something in his image. She would take from the earth the most beautiful metals of gold and bronze to form their bodies but in her greed she created sink holes and great quakes. She would then set fire to the forests and plains for she wished to weave the fires into hair like the firey radiance of Solis.

When the goddesses presented their creations to Solis he was overjoyed by the first two and proclaimed them worthy stewards of his creation. But when Messilav presented hers he was angry for he had seen the careless ruin that created them. He scolded his daughter for her reckless pride to be the victor. He would let her creations live but they were a monument to her failure. They were cursed to bring ruin and destruction wherever they went as their creator had and all would hate them, but they would live on. Thus began the life of the solar elves. (Note this version of the creation myth was written after the rise, conquests, and fall of solar elf warlord Motra the Conqueror.)

After the creation of the solar elves their existence was one indeed of ruin and destruction. While their breathern were up in the far north the solar elves were separated below them. The area they were in was harsh, dense woodlands full of dangerous creatures, lots of mountainous and hilly terrain that was not suitable for supporting civilizations, as well as two frequently active volcanoes.

The society that developed here was a survival of the fittest warrior culture for solar elves had mastered their innate magic of fire. Each day was a battle to survive the elements and each other. Year after year of this grew some of the greatest and fircest warriors and mages the world would know and the only thing leaving them from the rapid expansion of their elven kin or even other races like the infernals, dwarves, etc was a lack of leader. When they did get that leader though things would explode by a powder keg.

Motra the Conqueror was the most feared name up until the War of Divine Blood. He united the scattered solar elves and reined them in as a warlord. He had rose up in the tribes but had ventured out and become a learned man of the world learning all about the other peoples of the world and specifically military tactics. This knowledge in mind he returned and put this knowledge to practice consolidating all of the smaller warlords and organizing them. He, along with a cabal of mages known as the Fire Singers, would lead their forces to take a world they believed was rightfully theirs. For in solar elf retellings of their creation Messilav was not punished but rewarded for her diligence and dedication to impressing Solis! She does not stand by his side in the sky because it is a punishment but a reward to be at her creators right hand. So if he loved her so much in truth all that the sun shines upon is obviously theirs! (That’s what the cabal told to Motra at least)

Motra the Conqueror would earn his name as he began the Great Reclamation, where he would conquer nearly half the globe starting with defeating the, at the time, young dwarven underking Darkan Dovergol, who would go on to have his own temultous reign. Other opponents of note he faced was the armies of Lunar elven queen Wontorivi Balkos whom he would push all the way to the tip of the coast where she held out till the Conquests end tying up a lot of his resources in timely seiges but that cost wouldn’t rear till later.

His forces moved up punching right through the lands of the infernals for they had, at the time, been pacifists trying to avoid conflict with the other peoples though Motra’s conflict would change that mindset as he did not care for pacifism and burned his way through their lands taking and pillaging as he went. This was also at the point his soldiers would encounter forest elves and would cement their reputation as vile creatures as they would be the first to attack and completely destroy one of their sacred groves making off with the guardian stone.

Finally though, Montra the Conqueror would be stopped in the deserts of the Golden Expanse as the lunar and forest elves of the north had heard of his conquest and so gathered their numbers along with what allies they could and their in the Dunes the forces of Montra clashed with this elven coalition. His army outnumbered the coalition and had far more experience than them but after almost two years straight of conquest and war his men were exhausted with the desert heat only adding to the problems as well their heavy armor which made them juggernauts upon any battlefield was cooking them alive. They had also been meant to revive fresh reinforcements from the south but the siege of one of the final Lunar Elven holdouts had proven more difficult delaying those forces. Even with the odds stacked against them the battle was fierce. Motra was a beast in the battle cutting through dozens with a great sword and when it broke against a magical shield he fought with his hands. He would nearly be killed in this battle if not for the intervention of Daqvin Sabal, leader of fire singers.

This defeat would be the end of the Great Reclamation as the Elven Coalition pushed Motra back again and again until he was forced to sue for peace. Though this warlord, with all he had done, would have the last laugh on the world. For the lunar and forest elves had been impressed by his military skill and proposed an offer to the defeated conquerer. If he and his armies joined the elves they would be given a seat on what would be the Elven Triumvirate. While the conquerer would not be part of it long, strangled by his concubine whose family had been burned alive in their home during the great reclamation. But his shadow would hang heavy over the world all the way up till the gods themselves clashed. Even after his effects still are felt for his old allies the Fire Singers have become the Church of Sol seeking to conquer like their old ally had as well as ascend themselves to godhood by canibalizing the body of The Radiant and using parasites they found within to modify themselves.