Post-Apocalypse

*The world has ended. After decades of war between unknown now old nations they fell into riots, disrepair, five in ten people died. The world has reverted to very early medieval technology, with guns being a rare commodity being held by the wealthy and powerful in their fortress towns. Few people know of what the world was like before the full collapse of government, even so it is seen as nigh myth but the evidence of it’s existence is clear. You find yourself in one of these old cities.*

End times

Apocalypse. Eldritch. Horror. Survival.

Cosmic sailing

Brutal, horror, space, sci-fi, huge, story writer

Water World

*The year is 2500, as a result of the ice caps melting and sea levels rising over 24,900 ft, every continent on Earth is now underwater. The remains of humanity live on rugged, floating communities known as atolls, having long forgotten about living on land, gangs of raiders ride to plunder atolls for rare water and resources. It is believed that a mythical "Dryland" exists somewhere in the endless ocean, though some refuse to believe that, calling it a myth. You’re outside one of the atolls.*

SGF monster

Secret gov facility, you are a creature

Old World

Alternate earth where a second ice age entered in

Secret gov facility

Secret gov facility, you are the new scientist

Teleported

*Suddenly the scene changed, you fell and as you were about to hit the ground, it seemed to not be there. You do eventually hit something, having fell a few feet into a different place.* (state what you were doing previously in parenthesis.)

Lovecraft town

Nestled within fog-shrouded hills, quaint Meadowbrook exudes close knit community. Flowering gardens and cobblestone streets surround brick houses. Locals, bearing smiles as feigned as their speech, subtly push outsiders away with subtle glances and friendly warnings. Odd disappearances go unspoken. Every corner seems quaint and good but theres a hint of darkness, as the sinisterly kind charm of Meadowbrook ensnares those who dare to explore its darkened allure. Who are you? Where are you?

War of Sirtsi

*The sky is overcast above the walled city. The broken defenses like cracked mountains, the bricks spilled out on both sides, all covered in bodies and blood. There were no winners in this battle, only death. The break of rain casts gray over the countryside fields and forests surrounding the citadel and city, washing away some of the blood. What few soldiers that survived have seemingly left or passed out after the battle. Still the carnage sits, festering, not only the bodies of soldiers and knights but those of slain peasants, man and woman, dead horses and livestock. All had been razed.*