Submitted by tssmn t3_zzdi47 in WritingPrompts
I recently played a game called Exo One, and it got me thinking about planetary exploration. I'm no author of grand, technical science-fiction, but the philosophy of exploring the cosmos appeals to me.
Submitted by tssmn t3_zzdi47 in WritingPrompts
I recently played a game called Exo One, and it got me thinking about planetary exploration. I'm no author of grand, technical science-fiction, but the philosophy of exploring the cosmos appeals to me.
Planet - Alzaban
Features -
Song - Take Me Home, Country Roads
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Have fun!
Uglasin
Øneheart & Ridenshi - Snowfall
Marz
Everyone here looks like humans with green skin and stalks. Their language is not exactly English yet exactly like English.
It's a pacifist society with a small, real empire (a single moon, because nobody lived there) and one of the few planets in the galaxy to have achieved World Peace. That's mostly because every marvian has genetically developed an aversion to conflict. Except Clark. Clark's gonna destroy them all someday, I'm calling it.
Other empires mock them, so out of peer pressure they send footsoldiers to outer worlds to "conquer" them (make the leader sign a formal contract oficializing their ultimate defeat on the hands of the great and undefeatable Great Undefeatable Empire.) The only person who likes doing this is Clark. Fuck off, Clark.
Here's the story from where this world is from. Would love to see your take :)
Planet- Whenleygual
High snowy mountains, dotted with small towns and villages.
Vast valleys with large running rivers that have become the heart of modern industry.
Large stretches of green fields scared with the remains of a long finished grand conflict.
Song- The Dubliners: Rambling Rover
(Note, formatted on mobile.)
Planet: Exolsus-27B
Major Features: Extremely large mountain range, covering 60 - 78% of the planet.
Entire planet is in an eternal winter, with temperatures below -100 Celsius, with water snow / ice.
Life is present on the planet, but it isn't intelligent. Mostly mammalian, but with some extremely large, heat generating insectoids present as well.
Exploration Theme Cold Wasteland - Ugasanie
Nocktour, a moon orbiting a rogue planet between stars. It is doused in pitch blackness, and in any other circumstance its entire surface would be covered in its frozen oxygen atmosphere, however volcanism caused by tidal forces from its parent body creates hotzones that sometimes stray into habitability.
Glaciers of frozen atmosphere make their slow advance through massive planes of lost seabed and mountains that were once the continents. Rumour has it there are survivors of the planet's original ecosystem left in these migrating hotzones. They may not be too happy to see any would be strandeds.
I'm sorry I don't really know any songs to fit this setting. I don't really know any songs that fit this vibe unfortunately.
Planet found. Checking registry... Registry check successful.Registered planet name: Exolsus-27BRegistrar name: UnknownRegistry date: ERROR! Data corrupted. Please inform your local administrator for repairs.
Galactic coordinates: ERROR! Satellite offline. Attempt to reconnect? N
Approach vector confirmed. Beginning descent.
WARNING! Temperatures below 170 K detected. To ensure safety, please remain inside the ship.
Scanning atmosphere... Analysis complete. Atmosphere is composed of 16% nitrogen, 31% hydrogen, 12% helium, 40% carbon dioxide.
WARNING! Low fuel. Please attempt to land in a safe area. Contact your local administrator to establish a Mobile Refueling Station.
Analyzing weather... Analysis complete. Winds in excess of 70 miles per hour.
Scanning terrain... Landing area identified. Proceed north-northwest at 310 degrees.
WARNING! Damage sustained. Location: signal booster. Please contact your local administrator for repairs.
Approaching landing area. Please remain inside the ship.
Landing successful.
Movement detected. Scanning for organic lifeforms... Organic lifeforms detected. Beginning analysis...
Temperature fluctuation detected. Threshold: 297.011 K
Analysis complete. Insectoid lifeform detected. Height: 9m. Weight (observed): 3100kg. Lifeform is capable of generating heat through vibrational frequency. Vibrational frequency attained: 300Hz.
Additional lifeforms detected. Begin analysis? Y
Beginning analysis...
Automated message received. Sender: Owen Carmack // Recipient: Owen Carmack // Subject: Once more around the sun. Read message? _
Read message? _
Read message? N
Message archived. Deletion will commence in one hour.
Analysis of additional lifeforms complete. Subjects are mammalian and possess little to no advanced intelligence. Subjects are octopedal and possess little to no thermal insulation. Subjects seem to subsist on little to no food; suggests the absence of digestive systems or desire to feed. Analysis suggests subjects are docile.
Analysis predicts a symbiotic relationship between subjects and insectoid lifeforms. Subjects are reliant on warmth for survival. Insectoid lifeforms are reliant on food. In exchange for warmth, subjects hunt for food beneath the surface. Analysis suggests insectoid lifeforms are incapable of burrowing.
WARNING! Damage sustained. Location: cockpit. Please contact your local administrator for repairs.
W8RNING! Damage sustained. Location: control panel/ Please contact your l3cal administrator for repa&rs.
W@)/ING! Damage sq4tained. Location: fuul t1vk. Please cop9(ct your local 22ministrator for repairs.
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Reboot successful. WARNING! Critical damage sustained to ship computer. Data corruption at 13%.
Retrieving message archive...
1 message archived. Read? Y
FROM: Owen CarmackTO: Owen CarmackSUBJECT: Once more around the sun.
If you're reading this, I guess that means I'm not dead after all. Whatever that means to you, I hope you can breathe a sigh of relief. It took a lot of guts to get to where you are, I bet. I don't quite know where "there" is, but it doesn't really matter, does it? All that matters is that you're there.
I don't say this enough, or ever, if we're being honest, but... I'm proud of you. I don't know how you pulled us out of that shithole situation with Dad, or what you did with the last 200 credits we had, or if you finally worked up the courage to say something to Elizabeth, but I hope none of it was too painful. Either way, just being able to breathe for another day is enough for me, if I've lived that long.
WARNING! Critical damage sustained to ship computer. Data corruption at 48%.
Promise us something, will you? I know the times ahead are gonna be tough, but whatever happens, we have to live, you understand? It doesn't matter the weather or the stress or the bullshit; none of it. We can't quit. We can't give up until we found what we've been looking for.
WARNING! Critical damage sustained to ship computer. Data corruption at 80%.
I know it's out there. I know the key is hiding among the stars. We just need to find it. I'm putting my trust in you. In me, I guess. Don't let us down. Salvation is just a f
WARNING! Critical damage sustained to ship computer. Data corruption at 99%.
WARNING! Temperatures below 170 K detected. Unlocking the ship hull will result in a severe drop in temperature. Proceed? _
Proceed? _
Proceed? Y
Unlocking ship hull...
WARNING! SEVERE TEMPERATURE DETECTED. WARNING! SEVERE TEMPERATURE DETECTED.
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planet-Cadia
features-
-Some old ass pillars that may or may not be responsible for holding a gate to hell closed
-trillions of humans that live in slum-like factories whose only purpose is to serve the god emperor of mankind
-demons regularly land on the planet
song-as the world caves in
Ooh, looks good! Was quite entertaining to read through. I'm glad I responded to the prompt.
Dur
The great flame lakes
A perpetual snow storm over what should be a tropical island called Ganna's Folly
The twin Kings, a pair of massive natural marble spears that cast a long shadow over otherwise empty salt flats.
Theme song.
I won't back down - tom petty
Planet: canine
Features:
Theme song: who let the dogs out
I woke up in Godsmirror, a vast salt flat that hardly sees rain. When it does, the myth goes that the flat is so large that God could see his own face and be blinded, and so the name stuck. I don't know when, but it rained.
My body was surrounded by an inch of water that stretched as far as the eye could see in all directions. Piles of salt pierced its placid surface, standing as monuments to the wind. A great shadow stretched across me, granted by the enormity of the Kings - two marble spears that dared to pierce the sky in their ascent. As I grew aware of my position, of the duality of wet and dry, a thought emerged from the depths of my mind:
Go west. Keep walking until the horizon bleeds fire. Someone there is waiting for you.
Impossible, I judged. I traveled this world from end to end. There's no other souls here.
When I first landed on Dur, the mission was simple - gather some samples, report back to the Merchant Fleet, grab a permit for planetary harvest from the Galactic Council, and return with the fleet so we could get to work. Dur, as far as we knew, had some resources that the Cosmic Bazaar had no claim on. The salt from Godsmirror was one such resource.
I didn't expect to run into the snowstorm that obliterated my ship.
Ganna's Folly is a small island southwest of Godsmirror. Named for the fabled explorer Ganna of Ferrous IV, the island has an anomalous snowstorm that batters at its sands perpetually. Contrarily, the island is never iced over. The terrain and plant life remains relatively warm, but good luck surviving long enough to dig a hole. If the wind or the cold don't get you, the ice spikes will.
And get me, they did. Tore straight through my ship and sent me hurtling into the sea. Thank God for the ejector seat.
Long story short, I've been stranded here for five years. Been wandering for so long that my clothes have torn to shreds from the wear and tear. Travel has been tough; survival, even tougher. At times, I've fallen unconscious. A few times, I could've sworn that I died from one danger or another, and yet, like clockwork, I end up back in Godsmirror. Whether or not it rained is how I gauge my luck. If it rained, it's a good day to travel.
I've never traveled far enough to see the horizon "bleed fire," which is strange, considering I've spent far too much time circling Dur, looking for someone - anyone - to help me get off this planet, but I'm not going to stop until I find a solution. I've got someone waiting for me back home.
Go west. Someone there is waiting for you.
I got to my feet and checked the sky. The sun was on its rise. I've been here long enough to know it sets in the west. Checking the shadow of the Kings, I followed it as it stretched across the salt flats. As my eyes met the horizon in the distance, a peculiar pillar of light emerged, notching the horizon with a temporary mark.
Taking a heavy, deep breath, I rolled my shoulders and shook the dust from my bones, disturbing the mirror as I started to make my way west.
Planet - Idris
Landmarks - The Hollow, Palace of The Fell, Wayfarer's Pass
Song - Black Out Days by Phantogram
Best of luck!
Replying to reserve this for tomorrow. Love the song, by the way. Very inspiring in terms of story.
Alrighty and agreed :D
Tshirai-Skamis: very mountainous lands due to much tectonic activity, beaches of dark sands, teal leafed vegetation
Song: https://islandman-musicfordreams.bandcamp.com/track/bahar
Name: Zarconia
Features: Zarconia’s rotation around its axis is at the same rate as it revolves around the sun, so half of the planet is in perpetual darkness.
There are creatures in both halves of Zarconia, though creatures of the light side can’t stand darkness and vice versa.
Zarconia shows signs of an alien race that had long since died, and apparently had lived in halves of the planet.
Song: The Search by Andrew Prahlow, Outer Wilds OST
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Exploration theme: But The Earth Refused To Die
Name of Planet: Kaleidescope
Interesting features:
It is set in the year 4269
Some people have an organ called Core. Basically it gives you a type of superpower (like fire, nigh omnipotence, etc.)
It has 6 continents, one is in the center and is circular, while the others surround it. It has the statues of the heroes where continent they came from (the one in the center is the greatest hero, called Oscar O. Cero, and his power is called Ocosmo, which makes him omnipotent.)
Song: Hmm, many, but the most that will fit is a song from my country, called Kaleidescope World, by Francis Magalona.
It's a new day.
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Come to the Palace and face me. Let our swords cross one final time and give light to this blackened world.
The words woke him from his deep slumber, catching him suspended in midair, hovering above the waters of the Hollow. It was a wide expanse of deep, opaque water, flanked by arches of stone, coming together like the ribcage of an incomprehensibly gigantic beast. Beyond, a dark sun in perpetual eclipse bathed the world of Idris in a pale blue. Slowly, he righted himself upward and looked around, his eyes caught by the sight of a white line piercing the heavens from the horizon. He knew its source. With a surprising burst of speed, he pushed off and flew forward, the surface of the water exploding behind him.
His pitch-black fingers fell into the water, skimming through the first couple of inches as he sailed parallel to its surface. He could remember the sensation of cold he felt so long ago, before she came to claim Idris as her own. At the thought, his fingers hooked out of the water and curled into a fist, picking up speed with another explosion of water as he approached the miles-high cliff of Wayfarer's Pass.
He suddenly stopped on a dime right at its narrow entrance, sending a sharp gust of wind careening through its thin passages and small wave from behind rolling up from the surface, only for it to level out soon after. His ivory eyes scanned the pathway, remembering what was once a bevy of colors - brown, red, green, gold, brilliant purple.
Wayfarer's Pass was known as the litmus test for an explorer. It spanned across the entire planet, with walls so high it dared to push the world's atmosphere away from it. It separated the two halves of Idris from each other and was the only way through to the other side. If one wanted to make the journey, they would have to put themselves through the vice of the Pass' grip, a suffocating sojourn through the tightest corridors. If the claustrophobia didn't get you, if getting stuck didn't get you, the sudden shift of the Pass might, the two halves coming together like a sadistic puzzle piece and plastering you across its walls.
But he had flight. Why did she give it to him?
It was a question - one of many - that didn't leave his mind. He mulled it over as the water beneath him buckled and caved from the pressure of his takeoff. His body skirted the vertical surface of the stone walls, feeling the warmth they absorbed from the dark sun.
The sun was one of the last things to change. When she touched down on Idris, the planet was alive and full of vigor. Its people were happy, healthy, and welcoming. Now, they were just gone, a void. She tore everything from this place, everything except him.
Beyond the Wayfarer's Pass was a solitary building, built upon an island plateau. When Idris was alive, the building didn't exist. He came to call it the Palace of the Fell, because it was there where the planet fell into darkness and ruin. In the moments before the Blackening, it was a temple devoted to her. The people of Idris called her a goddess because her first words were "I can save you."
His eyes narrowed. Salvation was a nebulous lie.
As he picked up speed, torpedoing straight towards the palace, he outstretched his hand, conjuring a sword from the pale blue light of the dark sun. He found a firm grip on its handle as he landed with a slam on the black and gold floor of the Palace courtyard, sending blasts of wind out in all directions to violently sway the leafless shrubbery. He wasted no time, breaking into a full-steam sprint towards the arched entrance of the Palace, of which was flanked on both sides by two differing statues - one of her, and one that looked strangely like himself.
It caught him off-guard, forcing him to stumble, but he pushed the thought from his mind and continued forward, crossing the threshold and entering into the massive, cavernous chamber.
There, stood in the pinhole of light, was she, her dress flowing in the wind. Resting on her should was a large, thick blade of light, her hand firmly grasping the handle. She watched the light above, her head turning at an awkward angle to acknowledge him with her gaze as he entered the room.
He responded by closing the gap between them almost instantaneously, raising his sword above his head. The light of the dark sun glinted across his blade, reflecting a sliver of light across her eyes and, for the first time, he saw the true colors behind them.
His grip faltered. She was familiar.
The massive blade swung through the air.
Oh wow... this is incredible! I didn't expect a world fell to ruin. You wrote this beautifully! Will there be a part two?
I figure it would be best to leave this up to interpretation as to what happened both before and after these events, but thank you for the compliment.
Np! I already have many ideas on how this story begun
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