#post apocalyptic fantasy

[syppys-den]

I haven’t gotten the chance to be a Dungeon Master yet, but when I do, I want my big homebrew campaign to feel like this

[jcryptid]

Two thumbnails that definitely didn't stay thumbnails, I did for my concept design class

[revisionsong]

Bright Fall is now on AO3!!

For those who would prefer to read and comment on AO3, Bright Fall is now mirrored here! I will likely also mirror on Royal Road, but for now, options are AO3 or Wattpad. I cannot communicate just how much I'm enjoying working on this story. And for those of you waiting to meet Callym, you won't have to wait too long. He'll be in chapter 2.

[smuttydreambarbie]

Does anyone have any underground bunker book, TV, or movie references that they enjoy?

I know Fallout, Gurenn Lagann, The Host, and I'm sure there's more but I need RECS.

I'm writing a post-apocalyptic story that starts in a bunker, where the first twist is that the world is actually fine once they venture above, they just got locked up to keep an immortal person safe underground. With that, I want to make sure i do it RIGHT. Food, shelter, jobs, plumbing, etc.

I need to teach myself a class of how to keep immortal and mortal beings underground for 100-200 years 101, basically. 😂

Even though this is a silly romantasy where they leave the bunker after like 4 chapters, and I probably do not need to be going in that deep😂

[billtergiest]

Water demon witch powers go brrr

[monotonebunker]

The Operator: I don’t quite remember my name, I know I had one at one point, but now I’m just as I am, your humble operator.

[fearsomejibblet]

This is a work of Original Fiction that I am working on for my own pleasure, and sharing here so that I can easily send it to people who are interested in reading my work. Not sure what the update schedule will be, but I will toss new chapters up as they are finished.

The world did not end with a bang.

It ended with a click... click, click, click.

It ended because of greed and violence and corruption. It ended because men and women and people thought that they could exert absolute control over the world. They built their cities, and they played in their societies, and they lived their little lives from day to day. Time marched on, technology advanced, and the world remained the same. So obsessed were they with what they could do, they did not pause to think if they should.

Such is the nature of humanity.

The world was as much the same as it was, with its forests and its seas and its deserts. It was humans that were transformed when magic washed over the world like a great flood. The denizens of the world were changed forever, and it would never be the same no matter how or who tried to bring things back to the 'good old days'. It was adapt, or die. Some people gained great amounts of power, magic that flowed through their veins as naturally as blood. Others changed physically, reflecting old folklores and legends.

But humanity itself never changes. People as a whole, never change.