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Hey it’s a song!
Based on 1) “the fourth kiss” from the Valentines Day prompt list on the Widojest Discord server. Enjoy! (and happy Valentine’s Day! ♥)
Lyrics under the cut.
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Just a leetle song about Jester catching Caleb (in more ways than one).
Lyrics under the cut:
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I'm playing fallout 76. Why does Roger Maxson sound hot and god, he's actually fucking smart.
What will I be doing with my free time?
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Writing Fanfic about my wizard and her polycule of her, bat, and dyvim. I can't pick which one she'd like more so
Why not both?
Fallout Fanfic
Holotape #1:
“Juliet Banks, Followers Scout and Guide.
We’re going to set out in about an hour. Heading to the Grand Canyon and I’m in charge of keeping a small gaggle of doctors and scientists alive. Most of them aren’t too happy about an eighteen-year-old being in charge, but if they want to be on this trip, then they have to deal with it. It isn’t a bad gig though; I’m getting paid fairly well, and the Followers promised to keep an eye on my sisters and dad while I’m gone. I just hope that I can get something other than a couple dozen caps out of all of this. Maybe I’ll be able to bring some food back home. Who knows.
Gotta sign off now, I’m getting stares and I don’t want to deal with Edward glaring at me.”
Holotape #2:
“We’ve made it most of the way to the Canyon and we haven’t had many serious injuries. Worse we got were a couple of sore ankles and sunburns. At one point, we had to hole up in an old school and Edward found some pre-war history books. He’s been insufferable ever since because he’s obsessed with this guy named Julius Caeser and the things he did. I’ve just turned up the radio to tune him out. I don’t think there’s enough music in the world that could shut him up though...”
Holotape #3:
“We’ve picked up a straggler now, and I’m not too sure what to think about him. His name is Joshua and he’s a new cannanite. The only reason we took him on was that he’s a decent enough translator and I'd rather have someone helping to keep us alive. He’s pleasant enough to be around but he’s staring at me like I’m a three headed brahamin. Maybe new cannanite women don’t curse like I do or act like I do, or even it’s just another thing about me being the youngest here.
No matter, it’s just nice to have someone to keep Edward busy while I’m leading.”
“He’s been staring at me. I don’t think that he knows that I know. He stares at me like I’m gonna explode at any moment.”
Holotape #4:
“After meeting with our third tribe, I’ve become more than grateful for Joshua’s presence. Edward nearly got us killed with his usually bullshit but before things got very bad, Joshua stepped in and calmed them down. Half tempted just to make him our primary translator, but if I do that – then I’m gonna have deal with more bitch fits.
We’ve set up our camp close to the ridge and when I set out my things, I found a bible tucked in my pack. I don’t know exactly how he managed to get it in my bag, but Joshua looked all too satisfied with himself when I pulled it out. While I could have just thrown it back at him and told him to never do it again, I didn’t.
Why?
I...He’s being nice in his weird way. As we’ve been traveling, he’s been telling biblical stories just to fill the quiet. Admittedly, I was interested in the stories, so I kept the bible. I’ve been looking through it as we’ve been sitting around the fire. It’s old and annotated...just kind of well loved. Reminded me of the books kept in the Followers library.
I’ll have to read it more when I don’t have to keep these dumbasses from stumbling into a rad scorpion nest.”
Holotape #5:
“I swear to the clouds in the sky and the sun in the fucking sky – this trip is cursed. It feels like every step we take goes wrong. From Bill nearly stumbling off the path when he wasn’t looking, to Edward insisting that I couldn’t have known what path to take and me nearly breaking his nose in turn. The only reason I didn’t was because Bill and Joshua separated the two of us.
We’ve finally made it into the canyon and we’re camping by the water.
One of the only bright spots on our way down into the canyon was meeting with some tribals who shared some of their own charms and even their weapons with us. The other bright spot was that for some time, I read the bible. In the midst of my reading, Joshua joined me and he didn’t say really anything.
Just sort of sat there with me for a while as I read. Until he put his hand on mine, stopping me and asked which story called me the most.
Esther. The one that called to me the most was Esther.
He seemed pleased with that. He smiled at me, and I swear I felt my stomach leap into my throat. Why does he make me feel like this?”
Holotape #6:
“We haven’t made it very far as it’s been pissing down rain. I got caught in the rain and I feel awful. Bill swears I’ve got a cold, but I don’t know. However, I’m dealing with two mother hens who won’t let me get up and do anything for myself. Bill and Joshua mean well but god damn it, I can feed and care for myself.
Edward doesn’t give a shit that I’m sick or I think he doesn’t give a shit. Before I was sectioned off to the back part of the camp, he was telling me about roman myths. He even called me like Diana but now he’s been just glaring at me for a good hour. It isn’t my choice to stop so I don’t know why he’s being so bitchy with me. There’s at least one bright side to my potential cold – Joshua’s sat with me and read from the bible. Said that it’d help “soothe my mind.” While I rolled my eyes under my blanket, it was nice.”
Holotape #7:
“Do you have anyone waiting for you at home, Juliet?”
“Uh, well...my dad and three older sisters but that’s about it. No one particularly special if that’s what you’re asking about, what about you?”
“Ah, well, I’ve got my brother and sister, as well as my mother.”
“What - no wife yet?”
“No, I intended to complete my mission before I was married. I thought it would be best this way.”
“Mhm. Interesting – wouldn't have thought that.”
“Are you inquiring because you’re interested?”
“Ahahaha, uh nah, I don’t...no I was just curious given the stories I’ve heard about New Cannanites. Your siblings, are they older..younger?”
“I am the oldest of my siblings, though my brother is close in age to myself. I think my sister might like you.”
“I think I might like to meet her...”
Holotape #8:
“I punched Edward in the face.
In my defense, he deserved it.
You may ask, Juliet – why’d you punch one of the two people you were hired to protect. I’m glad you asked because this morning as I was looking over the two paths we could take out of the canyon – he decided to charge forward. Mind you, I had warned them that both were unstable in their own ways and if we weren’t careful, we could go tumbling into the water below.
Of course, brahamin headed Edward decided that I was taking too long to look over our paths and he charged forward. Thank god that Joshua was riding my ass like my own personal shadow because if he wasn’t there then Edward would have been a red smear on the ground.
We got into a screaming match and I swung on him. I nearly broke his nose...the only reason I didn’t was because Bill pulled me back. I kinda wish I broke his nose because maybe he’d actually learn something. Other than me punching him – we've met with a tribe that wasn’t doing too well. Something about a war going on between local tribes and that needed to be careful when traveling.
Though...
Something hilarious happened when we were speaking with the tribe elders. One of the women pointed at me and asked something that sent Joshua red in the ears. Apparently, she asked if I was his wife – only because...get this – our shadows were intertwined. Something that doesn’t happen unless one is married or meant for each other.
At that...I think I went as red as he was. But now, as I’m thinking about it more....I just...god damn it my heart is racing at the thought. I need to get my head on straight. Can’t let a stupid crush distract me.”
Holotape #9:
“We got ambushed.
I should have been paying more attention, but we got ambushed. I got hit and my chest hurts like a bitch. I don’t know if I broke a rib or I’m just bruised. For all the shit that I’ve given Edward, he shoved me out of the way and kept a club from going at my head. It’s good to know that even when it comes down to it, Bill’s even willing to fight. We came out of the ambushed with a few cuts and bruises. I got the worst of it and again, Joshua and Bill hung around like I was gonna explode if I breathed wrong.
Damn, I know I got sick but I can handle a hit to the chest.
I’m currently under about three blankets and I’m propped by the fire. Since I’ve been forbidden to move, Edward’s been by my side oddly enough. He didn’t say much to me. Just sat and watched as I laid there. I don’t know if he thought I was gonna die or not, but we sat together in silence.
It took me until now to realize the look he was giving me. Hard to explain though it’s the kind of look you give to a creature with a lame leg. Like you’re debating if it’s worth letting them heal so they can continue their work. Or if you should kill it and put it out of it’s misery.
I think he was debating on killing me, and I hope that I passed his test.
We’re trying to figure out what we can do now. That if we should just turn back and head back to the Boneyard or to see if we can just push on towards Ogden. I don’t know which direction to go...all I know is that I feel exhausted and I don’t want to think about it much more.”
Holotape #10:
“By the words of our good doctor, I’ve got a broken rib. It makes sense. Every time I breathe – I feel like I’m being stomped on. I can’t really move well, so Joshua’s taken my pack from me and Edward was kind enough to keep me walking. He wasn’t too happy about me being dosed with the little bit of med-x we had on us. We nearly got into another screaming match about me leading while he considered me to be “drugged out”. Mind you, I was fully aware of where I was and where we were going. I wasn’t going to complain though about him finally pulling his weight. Truthfully, I think he was just testing me to see if he’d be able to take leadership from me.
No Matter.
For a majority of our walk, I had Edward with an iron grip on my pants and only the occasional bickering over who was right. For all of this, it seems to have netted me a new name from him,
I am no longer “That Kid” (I’m two years younger than he is) or “Diana” or even “That Tribal.” (Mind you, I am not really a tribal, my dad is. I was raised in the NCR same as Edward.)
I have a new name. It’s Bellona. I dunno if it’s supposed to be good or bad, but he isn’t glaring as hard now. Our camp is halfway into a cave where we had to clear out of crickets. It’s a nice place and we should be safe enough here in case anyone nearby finds our tracks. Bill has demanded that I don’t push myself too hard tonight, so I’m just perched up with Joshua’s bible and just paging through while they debate what to do.
Don’t like it when they do this. Just because I’m hurt, doesn’t mean that I can’t contribute to our plans. I’ll bite my tongue for now. No use in starting a fight when everything feels like it’s on an edge about ready to fall off.”
Holotape #11:
“He kissed me last night.”
Holotape #12:
“I’ve spent a majority of the last two days trying to avoid what happened but the more that I try to avoid thinking about it, the more I just obsess over it. So, I’ve gotta just say it out loud but I couldn’t do it around the others. I told them that I was gonna go take a bath up stream and I didn’t want to be bothered. It’s only a small little lie, but I am actually bathing – but also just talking.
So what happened was that I was in my bedding cocoon, propped up and surveying my shitty little kingdom of exhausted men who were looking at me like I was the crazy one. Instead of focusing on them and the fact that I swear Edward was somehow glaring at me harder than before,I turned to Joshua’s bible.
I was in the midst of the song of Solomon when he joined me. Without thinking about it too much, I had started to lean into him. I thought he would have said something about it...that he would have pushed me away but he didn’t. He just let me lay on him as I read. He’s solid and sturdy and in that moment, I felt safe. I hadn’t realized how on edge I had been until he held me close and, in his arms, I felt safe.
Even with us having traveled for so long together, he smelled good. He smelled like the forest and the campfire. We sat wrapped up together in silence for a long while, being terrible careful of my broken rib and reading through these awfully romantic verses. I made it to; “His mouth is most sweet, yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend.”
I remember just reading it to myself softly, tracing under each word with the tip of my finger. I felt his breath on my ear and I swore I heard him saying the line too.
Then I just sorta looked up at him and then he looked at me and...it happened. I don’t know how else to describe it. A kiss is supposed to be a good thing, right? It wasn’t the first kiss I had. Of course I’ve kissed boys back home, but they weren’t like him. The kiss wasn’t unwelcomed, I just didn’t expect it.
It was a quick and messy kind of kiss and when I pulled away, he was all red in the face. We just stared at each other for a painfully long time. Every bit of me wanted to run when I looked at him. My chest felt tight in the same way when I stare down a yao guai. He opened his mouth like he was going to say something, and I so desperately wanted him to explain why he did that. Why he kissed me out of the blue and then why he was looking at me like I was...wrong.
Just as quickly as it all happened – he got up and headed back to his bedroll with just a mutter of; “Sorry.”
Did I fuck up? Why was he sorry that he kissed me? The more that I think about it – the more I just dig myself into a deeper hole. Do I talk to him about it? Do I just pretend it never happened? God damn it – maybe I just need to put all of this out of my head. I don’t need this to make me fuck up. When I get to the other side of this job, I should just sign on with the Followers full time. It’d provide better pay than taking up whatever caravan jobs came through town or I could even sign on with the NCRA. I don’t know. I just hope that I can get out of here in one piece.”
Holotape #17:
“We’ve been kidnapped, I think – I'm not too sure.
We were meeting with one of the last few tribes before heading back to the NCR. Joshua was doing this translation thing, and I was trying to figure out how to best make it to a camp site when it happened. Their warrior grabbed us, and it all happened in a flash. They took us prisoner, and we’ve been kept in this camp for the past two weeks. The only reason I’m even able to record is because I snuck my pip-boy back during one of the many attacks that’s happened.
We’ve been debating what we should do. Bill and I are of the opinion that we should find a way to sneak away. There’s a pass that’ll be a bit narrow to get through but it should get us far enough away from all of this that we can just go home.
Edward is insisting that we stay. He hasn’t really given a good enough reason for us to stay other than him just wanting us to stay.
Would it be so bad if I left on my own? I know that I could probably make it out on my own, but I don’t want to leave the others here. So, we’re sitting and waiting to see what we can do because we can’t fight our way out of here. We’d get free of the Blackfoot but who else would we face out there?
I can only pray that we’re gonna be okay.
Ellie, if you’re listening to this, I’m sorry if I didn’t make it back. Don’t tell the others or Dad what happened to me.”
Holotape #20:
“You know, there has been very few times in my life that I’ve been terrified. The first time I remember being truly scared for my life was when I went hunting with my dad for the first time. We nearly came face to face with a death claw and the only reason I made it out of that was due to something else drawing it’s attention away from us.
Right now, it feels like I’m staring down that deathclaw again. This time though...it so much worse than that. We’re still with the Blackfoot and things weren’t looking good for them...and us by proxy. Edward decided that’s when he should step in. He and Joshua have been organizing them – making them into fighters. I think this is the most I’ve ever seen Edward smile.
He’s put himself in charge and they need him, so he’s delighted. I don’t know what to think about this all.
Bill and I have tried to object to this. We didn’t need to do this but our words fell on deaf ears. So while Joshua and Edward have been guiding and instructing them, Bill and I are still “hostages”. We aren’t bound or kept to one spot but we know that they’re watching us.
One time though, I tried to leave. I nearly made it out of camp but Edward spotted me. He grabbed by my arm and he dragged me back to my tent, telling me that I'm not allowed to leave. That “women aren’t permitted on the battlefield”. While I would have squirmed and fought harder against him, I realized that I was horribly outnumbered. To everyone around me, I was the pipsqueak scout that was of no use to them and Edward was their savior.
If I swung on him like I did before -
No, I’m not gonna think about what could have happened to me.
I tried to plead with Joshua. Nearly begged on my hands and knees for him to look the other way. That he could let Bill and I go and no one needed to know. The kind missionary who loaned me his bible, who made sure that I didn’t push myself too hard and the man who kissed me wasn’t there.
He just told me that it was God’s will that we stayed with them for this moment.
If this truly is god’s will then what did I do to deserve this?”
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read this and remember it. read this and remember that she is going to use the profits of her fucking ego-stroking reboot to decimate trans rights. read this and remember that every time you pay into her IP, you are emboldening her to hurt us more.
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i think the near-extinction of people making fun, deep and/or unique interactive text-based browser games, projects and stories is catastrophic to the internet. i'm talking pre-itch.io era, nothing against it.
there are a lot of fun ones listed here and here but for the most part, they were made years ago and are now a dying breed. i get why. there's no money in it. factoring in the cost of web hosting and servers, it probably costs money. it's just sad that it's a dying art form.
anyway, here's some of my favorite browser-based interactive projects and games, if you're into that kind of thing. 90% of them are on the lists that i linked above.
A Better World - create an alternate history timeline
Alter Ego - abandonware birth-to-death life simulator game
Seedship - text-based game about colonizing a new planet
Sandboxels or ThisIsSand - free-falling sand physics games
Little Alchemy 2 - combine various elements to make new ones
Infinite Craft - kind of the same as Little Alchemy
ZenGM - simulate sports
Tamajoji - browser-based tamagotchi
IFDB - interactive fiction database (text adventure games)
Written Realms - more text adventure games with a user interface
The Cafe & Diner - mystery game
The New Campaign Trail - US presidential campaign game
Money Simulator - simulate financial decisions
Genesis - text-based adventure/fantasy game
Level 13 - text-based science fiction adventure game
Miniconomy - player driven economy game
Checkbox Olympics - games involving clicking checkboxes
BrantSteele.net - game show and Hunger Games simulators
Murder Games - fight to the death simulator by Orteil
Cookie Clicker - different but felt weird not including it. by Orteil.
if you're ever thinking about making a niche project that only a select number of individuals will be nerdy enough to enjoy, keep in mind i've been playing some of these games off and on for 20~ years (Alter Ego, for example). quite literally a lifetime of replayability.
since this post blew up, i've been wanting to do an addition with all of the recommendations from the comments and tags. but there's a lot of them. some people might be crazy enough to sit down and seriously put them all in one post with descriptions. those people are honestly sick in the head.
anyway, here's all of the recommendations from the reblogs. not all of them are text-based, but it's a great mixture of styles. also don't forget the links in the second paragraph of the OP which will take you to FMHY where there are a bunch more games listed.
Games
A Dark Room - text-based science fiction role-playing game.
corru.observer - science fiction adventure web game.
Improbable Island - old-school text adventure game.
Candy Box 2 - incremental clicker game that evolves into RPG.
Arcanum - open source wizard clicker game.
sandspiel, Powder Game, Powder Game 2, The Powder Toy - more sand physics games.
Orb.Farm - fishtank simulator.
Façade - experimental game with a real-time interactive narrative where you try to fix a failing marriage.
The Catacombs of Solaris - trippy art game.
Yume Nikki Online - online version of the surreal classic plus fangames.
The Barncle Goose Experiment - combine element/alchemy game based on antique theories of abiogenesis.
Fallen London - free-to-play text-based open world RPG.
Nested - very unique text-based universe expanding game. described as possibly @orteil42's favorite thing he's ever made.
The Process of Elimination - interactive web novel (by @hypertextdog)
Discworld MUD - multiplayer, text-based, online game (a MUD, or text MMORPG) based on the Discworld books.
Horse Master - surreal text game about training a horse.
EYEZMAZE - flash (RIP) or HTML5-based puzzle games.
You Are Jeff Bezos - text game. spend Jeff Bezos' fortune.
The Password Game - challenging puzzle game where you have to meet password requirements (by neal)
Universal Paperclips - incremental paperclip making game.
Half-Earth - planetary disaster planning game where you try to save the world using socialism.
ChooseYourStory - community-driven website centered on CYOA style story games.
PhD Simulator - random event based text game. make your choice each month and see if you can graduate on time.
Dungeon Crawl Stone Soup - open source roguelike.
Cataclysm: Dark Days Ahead - turn-based survival roguelike set in the modern day.
Nethack - open source roguelike originally released in 1987.
FarmRPG - simple, mobile-friendly, text-based farming RPG.
Kingdom of Loathing - browser-based community MMORPG.
PokeRogue - browser-based Pokemon roguelike
Tools
Text Game Builder - works in your browser, with just a little bit of Python (by @grumpygandalf)
Twine - great (free!) tool for making text-based games quickly.
Ink - scripting language for interactive fiction (also free)
Flashpoint Archive - a community effort to preserve games and animations from the web.
PICO-8 - fantasy console for making, sharing and playing tiny games and other computer programs.
Non-Games
Library of Babel - interactive illustration which attempts to simulate what it might be like to browse The Library of Babel.
Superbad - technically not a game, sprawling website full of secrets.
17776 - serialized speculative fiction multimedia narrative about football in the far-future. beautiful, creative, legendary. created by Jon Bois, a legend and one of my favorite writers of all time.
Choice of Games - text-based, choose-your-own-adventure games (interactive fiction). some free-to-play, others can be bought like an ebook.
The Deep Sea - scroll to the bottom of the ocean. encounter the humble squid and his friends (by neal)
Space Elevator - like The Deep Sea, but up instead of down. you can equip your avatar with a scarf (by neal)
Internet Artifacts - an interactive history of the early internet (by neal)
If The Moon Were Only One Pixel - scroll through an accurately scaled model of the universe.
r/incremental_games - reddit community for incremental games.
r/WebGames - reddit community for web games in general.
thank you to everyone who contributed and the creators. please be sure to show them some love where possible.
Worldbuilding Food: More than meets the eye
So, you want to world build food but maybe you don't know where to start, have hit a roadblock, or are just looking for some interesting places to addon to. I've got your back.
Vegetables, Fruits, Grain, Nuts, & Fungi
One of the first things I think of when it comes to food is fruits and vegetables, and the line between them is surprisingly small.
Like tomatoes are vegetables? Pumpkins are fruits but other gourds are not? When does a herb become a vegetable? Although important to classify, don't let it be your main focus.
Start with
How the produce grows
What it looks like throughout different stages of its life
What parts are edible
How most people consume the produce
How the product is harvested
Is it seasonal
What about the produce that makes its growable environment habitable
How it spreads/reproduces
There's many different unique ways fruits and vegetables grow in just our real world, but that doesn't mean you can stop there.
Cranberries grow on vines that actually float on the surface of soggy ground and water in wetlands. Cashews actually grow on the bottom of cashew apple, which is it's own edible product. There's lots of different ways plants can grow, and what they even need to do so.
Some produce even have their own defense mechanisms (which often which becomes a form of flavor to us). Don't think these defense mechanisms stop at protection from predators. Strawberries are an aggressive plant, fighting, killing, and taking over any nearby plant neighbors. Some plants have thistles and thorns, and others are the hard shell or peel we end up effortlessly cutting through.
Try to think of some environmental things in the world your working with that the produce would have adapted to.
I think my favor example of this IRL is sunflowers. They change directions to face the sun, and when they can't find the sun they face each other. Eventually their seeds weigh them down, and which they'll always face east.
Don't forget fungi is edible too, and has it's very own unique properties.
(Don't forget yeast -> bread, you can make up whatever food you want)
Meats & Agricultural Animals
I myself am not a meat-eater, but I understand the importance of animal products to a society. If you world doesn't have it, don't fret. This sector won't just be about meat products, but it will contain a lot of it.
Food and what animals are considered for consumption changes from culture to culture. The same can be said for treatment leading up to their role in society as the food on people's plates. Often times a culture cannot imagining eating an animal they see as part of the family, such as dogs or cats IRL, but other times it's seen part of a religious practice such as cows.
There's a lot of cultural stuff that goes into our agricultural animals, both for work, dairy, textiles, and food.
Here's some ideas to start with
What parts of them are edible and used for food
Do they produce any dairy or egg products
How old do they have to be before becoming a produce animal
Are the animals used for other resources too i.e. bones, fur, skins, skulls, blood, etc.
How much food does one animal make
Typically how are they are killed, if they are
What conditions are these animals kept in and are they viewed humane
What environments allow these animals to thrive alongside the people of your world
What does the animal eat
Now... Let's into some culture and religion
Religion and culture has a major impact on what we eat. Take for instance Kosher, Halal, and more. Historical shortages in food even to this day affect what foods we eat. Culture also affects our tastes. The corn line of the United States is drowning in corn, and yet corn is seen as a sweet treat over seas in many nations.
Harvesting
How the harvesting goes changes a lot about a society, big and small. Think about how terrible a year would go in medieval times if harvest came up incredibly poor, or how wealthy our modern day world would look to those people due to mass production.
Here's some things to think about
What time of year are the biggest and most important harvest(s)
How common are agricultural workers
What would the average person see if they watched people work
What technology/tools are used
What happens if the harvest goes wrong
Do farmers/harvesters get special rights for their role in society
In older societies harvesting and how that went completely shaped how the next year would look. In some cultures the harvesters have been revered, while in other if crossed to far would be expected to tear the country to pieces. Think about the role harvesting plays in your society. What would happen if they striked? Or if a disaster swept the land?
The environment itself will change a lot about what harvesting look likes. Why does this environment work? What are the environmental risk to both the crop and workers?
Are we farming in the water, in the middle of the arctic, underground, high up in the trees?
Exotic Food & Immigration
While establish what the everyday food in the area is, don't forget to pay mine to the opposites. Immigration and trade play a major role in what foods end up on our plate. As cultures combine and mingle so do their food.
Take one look at the United States, infamous for it's large potions, fatty foods, and immigrant culture cuisine. A lot of foods in the United States are the results of cultures meeting to improve and add onto one another's foods, that includes American styles of pizza, tacos, and more.
Even major cities around the world have styles of foods unique to them.
Let's think
What locally seen foods count as exotic
What foods are nearly impossible to get
Is there access to foreign brands/produce
How expensive is most exotic foods
What styles of cooking are being brought in by foreigners
How do people get exotic foods
What foods would the locals not be able to eat due to not being used to it
Try to think about what makes this food exotic in the local area. Maybe it cannot grow in the local environment. Maybe the quality of the food is simply better overseas. Maybe the animal or plant is far too aggressively invasive for locals.
Trade & Transport
Food is both a very important export and import, especially in time of devastation.
Don't forget about exports too, what is your society giving out to the world, and getting back. Not all trade has to be capital based. Perhaps your world simply trades on good or service for another.
Here's some things to think about
What's being exported and imported
Are whole animals imported/exported
How is the trade being done i.e. trains, boats, aircraft, teleportation, etc.
Are there any obstacles to trade
What places are all involved in trading
How is the trade brought to where it needs to be inland
In what ways do these trades improve the lives of locals
Transportation is also super important to where food ends up, and more so in what volumes. How do people get all these produce or animals relocated? What kinds of storage are we seeing to keep things fresh (if health standards are even up to code in your worldbuilding)?
What poses a threat to things in storage? i.e. mold, foxes, animal thieves, disease, etc.
Restrictions
With supply and demand, comes outages, taxes, and restrictions. Unfortunately not everything in the food world goes right. There's natural disasters to come and destroy crops, hostile settlements to block trade, and especially that person who is really bad at cooking but they love doing it so you don't have the heart to say no....
Anyway let's talk restrictions and where they can come from
Wartime
Wartime can cause a lot of original farmers and workers to become soldiers. It also can lead to the large scale destruction of precious farm land, crops, animals, and overall places to cook.
Laws
Perhaps there's a particularly poisonous food, and way too many suspiciously poisoned people. That's when law comes in. There's many reasons for food and drink to become outlawed. Religious reasons, danger, regulations, inebriation, etc.
Siege/Embargo/Thievery
Knock knock! It's the United States here to embargo your random country. Outside factions can always become an obstacle, leading to loss of traveling cargo or straight up missing farmers too. Nothing comes in, and sometimes nothing comes out.
Endangered
Perhaps a common plant or favored animal is running low on populous. Now locals are more so focused on reanimating a dwindling population, more so on eating it.
Sickness
Whether it be hoards of invasive bugs, prion disease caused by cannibalistic animal feed, or sudden inexplicable field of dead corn sickness happens. Maybe something has swept over the land, and no one ever bothered to try to plant said crop again.
Natural Disasters
Natural disasters can not only cause the elimination of entire villages, but accidentally bring in lots of invasive creatures too. Catfish is off the menu for as long as carp is intown.
Straight Up Difficulty
Sometimes a fruit appears once a year, or a tasty creature is a dangerous one to take on in order to eat. It can be difficult getting the right ingredient sometimes. Other times it's new to the market. So much can happen when food is involved.
Preparation & Flavor
Finally all the food in the world is available, but what are we going to do with it.
Make it even better!
I personally find preparation to be the best part of worldbuilding. Now I get to imagine my fictional little people stewing their pots, and kindling their fires. Reflect off of real world recipes, and maybe even write down exact fantasy recipes of your own.
Don't forget about herbs and spices (I see you British people).
You have five basic taste receptors in your mouth: sweet, sour, salty, bitter, and savory. They make great descriptors and fun places to explore when looking into what your foods taste like. Smell can play an important role too.
Does it smell awful and taste great, smell sweet and taste bitter, perhaps it doesn't have anything at all going on.
Happy worldbuilding!
Do you have any world-building prompts about food?
I forgot to answer this!
I do already have a worldbuilding questions installment on food -> Here
However have some extras worldbuilding places to start:
Desserts
Foods across classes (& usual food prices)
Where the food comes from?
A food so popular/abundant that its incorporated into many of the society's dishes
Foods for occasions
Religious foods
What household foods or materials fill people's cabinets/storage to eat?
Why isn't a certain available resource used as food?
How is food prepared?
Alcoholic beverages/Recreational beverages
Materials used that enhance food (spices, oils, etc.)
Candy-like foods
Foods across daily meals; Breakfast, Brunch, Lunch, Supper, Dinner, Etc.
Describe foods from the world
The Taste of the World: Writing Food as Storytelling
Food is never just food. It’s culture, history, survival, and, perhaps most importantly, a language that characters and worlds use to speak when words fail. The way food is grown, prepared, and consumed reveals the structure of a society—its priorities, its fears, and its memory. And in storytelling, the smallest detail about what’s eaten or how it’s shared can carry a world’s worth of meaning.
When used well, food becomes a subtle but powerful tool. It can reflect emotional tension without anyone saying a word, or quietly thread deeper themes through the narrative. It doesn’t have to overwhelm your story with excess description; it works best when it’s an organic part of the world, shaped by the same forces that drive everything else.
Let’s break down how to think about food as more than a detail, crafting it as an integral part of the characters, the setting, and the stakes.
a list of 100+ buildings to put in your fantasy town
academy
adventurer's guild
alchemist
apiary
apothecary
aquarium
armory
art gallery
bakery
bank
barber
barracks
bathhouse
blacksmith
boathouse
book store
bookbinder
botanical garden
brothel
butcher
carpenter
cartographer
casino
castle
cobbler
coffee shop
council chamber
court house
crypt for the noble family
Companions reaction to the Inquisitor asking them to be their Maid of Honor/Best Man at their wedding? (Cassandra should've been at the wedding with Sera and my Inquisitor tbh)
(Setting this post Trespasser for continuity.)
Cassandra: The air is filled, immediately and impossibly, with hearts. So few of Cassandra's friends are free to promise themselves to a spouse, and so over the years the Seeker had relinquished that childhood dream to oblivion. But now there is such joy among her dearest friends, and no matter how long or short the engagement and planning Cassandra will be there for everything they need.
And on the day will cry more than anyone else. Everyone will be threatened into forgetting this about her.
Solas:
A Day in the Life: Princesses
Princesses live a charmed and privileged life in grand palaces that we can only dream of. However most princesses face a life of a regimental daily routine.
Mornings
A mediaeval/renaissance princess would likely rise very early to attend a prayer service. She would have her ladies dress her and she may even take a walk before breakfast. A mediaeval/renaissance princess would have lessons very early in the morning covering a wide range of subjects from religion to dancing.
An 18th Century Princess would have risen later and had less regimental routine but a more public one. The etiquette of Versailles had this ridiculous routine of the court crowding about the Dauphine (wife of the heir) and watching her ladies prepare her for the day. They would watch her get dressed (only ladies may view this), eat her breakfast and get her makeup and hair done.
More modern princesses (19th century) would have woken earlier than the previous century but not as early as the renaissance princesses. They would bathe, dress and go to prayers before sitting down for a morning of lessons.
Afternoon
The mediaeval/renaissance princess would spend the afternoon with more enjoyable pursuits. She would do charity works, embroider, read and walk with her ladies.
The 18th Century Princess would spend their afternoons doing something entertaining. They would play cards, gossip, sew, walk in the gardens and visit other female relatives.
The 19th century princess would likely spend the afternoon having tea, playing lawn games, riding, going for carriage rides and other artistic pursuits. Queen Victoria's daughter Princess Louise was an avid sculptor and loved her work even if nobody else approved.
Nights and Evenings
Though we think the nights of a princess were filled with magick they would be also very quiet. Older princesses would be allowed to attend court gatherings, entertainments and balls where young princesses, under fourteen or so, would likely be sent to bed early. A princess at Versailles would be subjected to an evening with a public dinner before thousands, games of cards, gossip and dancing that could last well past midnight. A 19th century princess would have a more refined night. A quiet night would entail an ever of piano playing, reading, salons and tea parties. If there was a ball, she would attend it and go to bed when told to.
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