Worldboating - The Wreck of the Samiar

A twisted ruin, charred and blasted metal, with broken bodies floating in the corridors. Spheres of blood, thin and white, float through the air. In those places where the skin of the ship - far more fragile in this universe, a result of the recompilation that was forced when it came here - has not been melted away, there are thousands of small holes, clearly formed by projectiles, not lasers or other advanced weaponry, as the metal is deformed inward. In these sections, the corpses are not recognizable as such, and it is only clear that there were people within them by the fine mist that fills the rooms and halls, a byproduct of the inhabitants being shredded like cheese, or, more accurately, an orange put through a blender.

The question remains - who, or what, did this? And, more importantly, are they still nearby?


Worldboating - The Wreck of the Samiar by Connor Hallowell is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License.

S is for Saturday Centus

"...Although a traditional first anniversary gift is paper corpses*, slaves are also acceptable, as are weapons.

*Intense pheromone production during the first mating cycles renders giving real ones unwise, though they are often gifted during later ones."

See also: Nhoh, The Worldboats.


S is for Saturday Centus by Connor Hallowell is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License.

I is for Internals

Internals are organically grown nanobots, found on some Worldboats. Why they are limited to certain ones is unknown, though it is believed that it was a result of the strange effects that arise when making the transfer from one universe to another. They eat the solid wastes of most passengers (logged and unlogged, though that of certain exotic species may prove unpalatable), and repair the ship. There is a small chance that they will enter and repair armor, weapons, etc. (20%, or 50% if wearing armor produced and/or worn by the original builders (though (former?) inter-faction politics could cause this chance to lower if the wrong type is worn)).


I is for Internals by Connor Hallowell is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License.

Worldboats and a Poetry Potluck and J is for Journey... As well as Janitorial Robots

A partially cleaned scrap of graffiti on a Worldboat, translated:

Drea'luktu, savorniu, utaln kaday savru.

We sent them out, beyond our worlds.

Tulrin dukquun, eksardiun.

Far past the lightless suns.

Elmnii emsar neie-evor.

A dying universe we fled.

Janitorial Robot:

These small, floating, pyramidal robots are normally non-threatening, but if they, the Worldboat, a logged passenger, or one of the species which originally built the Worldboat is threatened, they will attack by either spraying harmful chemicals (normally used for cleaning) from one of their points (2d6 damage in a 20' cone), or pouring the same from all points (2d12 damage in a 10' cloud, centered on themselves). They, the ship, and the builders are immune to these chemicals. If the proper apparatus is found, 2d4 specific Janitorial Robots can be controlled telepathically.


Worldboats and a Poetry Potluck and J is for Journey... As well as Janitorial Robots by Connor Hallowell is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License.