DragonHeir

According to Wikipedia, four (or five) elements theory seems to have developed independently in Asia, Europe, and Asia. (Or maybe I misinterpreted something) Alternatively, we could pick a real-life city that was famous for science during the Second Industrial Revolution.

“I literally just told you that we didn’t. The IISC, Interstellar Intelligent Species Council, is the government that’s supposed to have jurisdiction everywhere humans or the other twelve species live. I don’t know of any technology we have that’s even close. We travel between the stars, but it takes months. The only place I’d think could hide that sort of advantage is the True AI System. That being said, we’ve developed guesses for what a teleporter could look like, mostly for fun. They either tell you the exact makeup of what is being teleported, then assemble it at the destination, which we can’t do, or they create a tunnel through space that connects two different places, which we can’t do. Or they somehow swap things directly. We don’t even know how that would be possible.” “Somehow, nobody told me we were teleporting around. What happens before and after the teleportation?” Nick is still rolling up his solar mat, trying to make it be absorbed faster.

“I’m training to become a xenoengineer, which means I know how to figure out how things work. The IISC” - he pronounces it like Isaac - “doesn’t have the technology to teleport like this. That being said, there’s two ways it could work. Moving us physically, or disintegrating and then reassembling us.”

“I likely told you this already, but I am Nick Bryer.” He imitates the bow exactly. Aki can see blue lights flash on his glasses as he does so.

Nick raises one eyebrow. “Maybe what’s-his-name knows.” @Ancient Elantrian

“Like me… hmm. What kind of tail? Did he also have wings?”

“Your companion?”

“Never mind. What happened that made you teleport last time?” The fabric is rough and somewhat squishy, but hardens when you push on it, like oobleck.

"I guarantee what I just did to my sleeve makes it stronger than any armor you've ever seen." he holds up his other arm. "This sleeve, on the other hand, is relatively easy to cut through. Whatever put me in that coma either caught me by surprise or used several different attacks. You could burn through my enhanced sleeve here, and you could cut through a burn-proof one. I could layer the two, but if the flame resistant layer was cut through, the cut resistant layer could be set on fire, or vice versa. It's really hard to make things invincible, but I can make my suit resist one thing easily."

Nick sighs. "You just said you thought it was magic. It's just advanced technology." he wraps his left arm in some solar mat, then goes back to rolling it up. Around thirty seconds later, the arm has absorbed the excess biofabric. "Here, try to cut through the fabric on my arm." he says, holding it up.

"You know what? It's probably fine if you just think about it as magic." he puts his glasses back on. "Just know that my clothes can grow pretty much whatever I want, and my glasses can sorta think and record and display audio and video. I mostly know how it works, and so does SIMON, so there shouldn't be any reason for you to need to mess with it." He bends down and picks up some of the solar mat, folding it over. "I'll keep the presentation. If I can get through the safeguards, I'll be able to create more suits, and trust me, they'll keep you a lot safer than those clothes. But you'll definitely want to know how they work before you put them on. I would, at least."

"You got here first, unless I was unconscious in the jungle. And anyway, our ships can go fast, but I think you'd know if you were in one." Nick takes his glasses off, and hands them to Aki. "SIMON made a presentation to explain how this works. Apparently I'm not very convincing."

"We're teleporting around and nobody told me? Do you have any idea how groundbreaking that is? It's not quite to the level of rocks-of-making-entropy-cry-in-a-corner, but it's close, and I'm encouraged to mess with it!"

"I was thinking we could walk back to the jungle you were talking about, so I can make everyone some food. Which way is it?"

Hi everybody! I'd been writing a story, but my writing had stagnated. I had an interesting setting and conflict, but no ideas for characters or a resolution. After letting the story sit for a while, I had an idea; turn it to an RP! The premise of the world is that alchemy and related disproved theories (aether, four humors, spontaneous generation, ect.) are true. As I attempted to compile this worldbuilding, I kept coming up with more ideas. My in-depth notes will be in a compressible quote box at the bottom of post (it's not really that important for non-alchemist characters). The dawn of the second industrial revolution, the world is changing fast. All four pure elements have been refined, allowing new technologies. Plastic has been invented, allowing a more flexible counterpart to the newly invented alchemy-produced metals. Cars, airships, trains, and skyscrapers are made possible by alchemical means, as well as telegrams, improved firearms, and superior manufacturing lines. Not all is known, however. Reports of strange phenomena, typically discredited, abound. Confused, large animals appear where they have no purpose being; even humans with no clothes and no memory have been found wandering around in factories or wilderness. (People can play someone who appeared somewhere, if they want. If people want to help with other plot-related things, PM me.) Generally, alchemy and chemistry give the same results, through different methods. In fact, some prominent alchemists believed in chemistry. The same technologies and world mechanics, in most cases, are present in this world as in the real one, but the paralleled versions operate through alchemy: (Disclaimer: nearly everything I'm about to say is disproved pseudoscience. It's real in the world we're making up, but not in the real world.) There's no actual magic that can be performed, just strange chemistry, but alchemist characters and alchemy powered technological devices can perform incredible feats. There are also mysteries to be discovered, and perhaps *gasp* a plot. Either way, your characters can likely make a difference in this strange but familiar world. (I could probably use another GM or two, preferably one on a different time zone.) Character sheet: Feel free to have your characters know each other. The one piece of lore I didn't come up with is where the RP takes place. I'll crowdsource a city for the RP to start in: feel free to state ideas. Complicated alchemy chemistry here: A preemptive thanks for people signing up! -Dragonheir

"Surprisingly little," says Nick. He's standing in the center of the solar collector he'd grown, and he's no longer wearing the hood. He has short brown hair, tanned skin except where the gash on his face had been, and has now-intact glasses. "You're right, SIMON- I forgot. The Viking guy - nobody every told me his name, or yours for that matter - tried to perform an exorcism on me, which almost killed me. Apparently my suit's electricity counts as a 'demon', so it ran out of power and stopped circulating my air. I'm fine now, though."

Evaporation

This says it all. (Anyone found weird quotes from me?)

Nick takes the glasses and puts them back on, somehow pulling another half a frame from the remnants of the hood, which is being absorbed by the back suit. He fits the frame to the glasses, sticking it to the broken nose piece, then puts them back on. “I’ll be ready to travel in a few minutes, I just have to reclaim this whole mat-thing. Let’s see if we can get back to that jungle you were talking about.” @Ancient Elantrian @J. Magi @The Stormfather

“Ok. Hand me back to Nick, I guess. I’ll need to clear my plan to clean up the solar collector.” A line graphic of the circular area receding into Nick’s suit and the fan things flashes plays on the glasses.

Histamine shots (I have no allergies. But my family in total has many)

Numerous allergies of family members.

Coming down from the moon, I launch more tarantula torpedoes from my snail spaceship.

I did. Did it work? Also I’ll recommend this RP to anyone who actually reads this thread without getting tagged. I think we need a few more players.

Hey Elan, what happened to Kaleb? You’ve been on all day, but haven’t responded. (also you lose the game)