Sandal Punk AU

[marlowe_tops]

Sandal Punk AU

Icarus flew.

There are many myths of the wonders of Greece, Rome, and Egypt. Seven wonders, and tales of labyrinths and clockworks. Long-lost treasures in mausoleums filled with ingenious traps. The inventions of Daedalus and Archimedes, of myth and history, of the architectural wonders of Rome, the lost marvels of Atlantis.
Sandal punk is a subgenre of science fiction that takes the scientific and technological wonders of the ancient world and expands upon them. As steampunk has its clockwork computers and airships, so sandal punk has the wings of Icarus and the giant robot colossus of Rhodes. Perhaps the gods are real—perhaps they’re merely technologically advanced aliens or superhumans, in a science fiction past-future.


A. Adventurers in a Sandal Punk World - You’re an inventor, an explorer, a mathematician, a scientist, or perhaps Icarus here to sign up for the experiment and try on a pair of wings. Challenge the gods or simply explore the boundaries of science.
B. Sandal Tech Dystopia - The gods and kings of the world maintain their power by keeping the wonders of technology—call it magic—under the strict control of the elite. Question that control or abuse your power as a god.
C. The Dark Underbelly - Sandal goth, where the monsters of legend are real, magic and technology are blended, and the world is a dark, beautiful, and corrupt place, where all important plot points take place at night. Perhaps you are a monster—chimaera, lamia, medusa—yourself, with a lair filled with magical and wondrous traps.
D. Myth and present - Centaurs with cell phones, minotaurs on social media, gods reborn. The legends of the ancient world are now real in our world, and Aphrodite’s got a craving for a pumpkin spice latte.
E. Archaeologists of the past - Somebody call a librarian, because there are mummies on the loose! Re-discover Atlantis, time-travel to Ancient Rome, fight Sumerian deities, and desecrate some priceless archaeological site in the name of saving the world.

How to Play
- Pick a prompt or two and specify what role your character would have within that prompt.
- Tag around and have fun!

Comments

Agdistis | Greek Mythology

[born_of_agdus]

[The other Greek hermaphrodite. Would be happy to play with other gods in a gods reborn present day, or monsters and corruption in the Dark Underbelly. Either way, Agdistis is likely to be a couch-surfer, staying with a lover (or starting an orgy) for a week or two, and then moving along. Would love to do weird divinity or cult plots.]

Alcuin no Delaunay (Kushiel's Dart) OTA

[alcuin_delaunay]

[Scholar, assistant to an inventor, virgin priest, or cupbearer for the gods.]

Moira MacTaggert | X-Men Comics

[scottish_moira]

[Up for... anything, really. She could be a noble lady or queen or inventor, time travel or mythic present... Everything sounds good!]

Faust | Marlowe's Faustus

[maledicat_dominus]

[Here to make questionable life choices and challenge some gods. Very here for taking this to dark places.]

Abel | Starfighter | M/M

[reliantnav]

[Mapmaker/navigator for hire or recruitment, available for adventures or dystopia.]

The Nerevarine | The Elder Scrolls: Morrowind | OTA

[moonandstar]

[TES being what it is, you don't even really need to go THAT EU. Fifth/Sixth-era weirdness or other kalpa stuff works.]

[fireandhoney]

[Care for a Dragonborn? Finn here is a mage/rogue cross class.]

[moonandstar]

[Sorry for the delay, but I'm totally up for it. I can whip up something appropriately Weird TES, or we can just go full different setting. I'm cool with whatever your preference is.]

[fireandhoney]

[No worries! Why don't we go with Weird TES.]

[moonandstar]

Outside Loading Ramp of the Battlespire TEM Adamant's Spine. White-Gold Docking Station 34A. Seat of Reman's Crown.
TEM Designate: ALD CYROD
Era Erased.
Whirling School Prefect Approved

You wouldn't think the scenery would get old so quickly. After all, the Tower is the only place in the entire Imperial City high enough to see above the thick forested canopy that surrounds the city walls. But after a couple hours, twenty miles of greenery doesn't look much different than twenty feet of it.

Nerevar - the last one, not that it matters - rests against the balcony railing and watches as the next cadre of Mana Legionnaires passes behind them. He spits out his hackle-lo and grunts.

"Typical of Reman, making us wait," he says. "We're not even supposed to be here, you know."

[fireandhoney]

Finn, better known to everyone as the Last Dragonborn, taps his grey fingers against the railing. The scenery is certainly different than that of Morrowind, what with the lack of giant mushrooms and no volcano in the distance. But one can only look at trees for so long without getting bored.

"I'm aware of that, trust me," He replies in a snarky tone.

[moonandstar]

He'll give it one thing - at least they don't have to deal with the insect-choked jungle air at this altitude.

"I suppose no one's really supposed to be here," Garyn says. "At least not anymore."

At last the sound of rhythmic footfalls and of scale sliding against stone echoes up the stairwell. A column of Akaviri escorts, marching two by two, approaches the balcony.

"Seems we don't have to wait any longer."

[fireandhoney]

Finn looks over to where the footsteps are coming from. "It's about time. Any longer and I might have started growing moss."

Thank Sithis they won't have to wait much longer. He wonders if those swords the soldiers are carrying come in dagger variety.

Once the soldiers reach them, Finn steps away from his spot on the wall.

[moonandstar]

The snakemen halt and part ranks, and a Cyrodiil - the Cyrodiil, resplendent in his Imperial robes, glowing blood red from the diamond-shaped hole in his chest - emerges between them.

"Our apologies for the delay," Reman says. "Our escort was temporarily diverted by a passing Sunbird. As you will soon learn, it is imperative that no Thalmor of any Era learns of this meeting."

He turns to his Guard and snaps his fingers. "Leave us. Do not halt until you have left earshot."

[fireandhoney]

"Gotta watch out for those Sunbirds," Finn quips. Perhaps a little too flippant for addressing the Emperor, but the Dragonborn likes to keep things light. He knows better than anyone how great a threat the Thalmor are.

Suddenly serious, he waits until the footfalls have faded completely before adding, "I'm assuming the Nerevarine and I were called here for a reason?"

Sorry - I was eaten by Real Life

[moonandstar]

The Emperor scowls. "We do nothing without cause, Dragonborn. This concerns Masser."

He glances upward, as though to signal to the heavens itself, before settling his gaze upon the two heroes.

"I'm sure you don't need to be told that the importance of the Imperial colony on Masser stretches far beyond the Second Empire and the Second Age. Or that the Thalmor have designs on the moons.

"Which is why it is especially worrisome that our Khajiit colonial agents are reporting increased existential interference in the NUMINIT range. The Lorkhan concept is becoming harder to reach, and the sugar is disappearing. In short, the Void Nights are coming two Eras earlier than they ought to. And this time, they might last for good."

Garyn's face falls. "If time is rewritten, and the moons cease to exist..."

"...then everything, even Memory, will be lost before the Fifth Era even begins," the Emperor says. "We need you to go to Masser, find the perpetrators, and end this meddling."

I understand

[fireandhoney]

All traces of humor leave Finn's face and his red eyes fill with worry. The Emperor's words are grave indeed. "We cannot allow the Thalmor to get away with this."

Azura and Sithis give him strength for the task ahead. "We'll head out as soon as we're able."

[moonandstar]

"We have a Battlespire prepared to launch," the Emperor says. "It awaits your departure forthwith."

"We'd best not keep them, then," Garyn says, "before there's literally no Time to waste."

[fireandhoney]

Finn nods. "Let's go."

He takes the lead for now, making his way up the ramp, making sure the Neravarine is close behind.

"I've never actually been to this colony, you know. And I've been to at least two planes of Oblivion." Because the life of a Dragonborn is never dull. Though with what the Thalmor are planning, Hermaeus Mora's weirdness seems tame by comparison.

[moonandstar]

"Nor have I," Garyn says. "I suppose we all will, at the end of all things, if the future stays what it used to be."

He never could get his head around this Landfall business. Damn those Dwemer and the brass god-golem they walked in on.

A talkbox sounds a klaxon as they approach.

"Mythic reservoir now filled. TalOS system booting. Prepare for boarding - ing - ing - ing."

[fireandhoney]

"If we make it out of this alive, and save the future, I'm eating as many honey nut treats as I can before I get sick," Finn quips. He might eat at least one if they succeed.

He finds a place to park himself, sitting down and leaning against a wall.

[moonandstar]

Garyn finds a seat opposite Finn.

"Mazte. A great big jug of the best I can find."

There's a light rumble beneath them as the ramp closes.

"Thotbox calibrating - ing - ing - ing.
Mnemolic arcing detected. T-minus one [UNTIME] minute. Prepare for launch."

[fireandhoney]

"I've always been more of an Emberbrand wine man."

Finn's hands tighten on his seat. He's a little nervous at about travelling this way. He's faced all manner of threats, and fought dragons, and yet this is what makes him nervous.

"I could go for a glass right now, come to think of it."

[moonandstar]

"Emberbrand," Garyn says, "that's a good one, too. Maybe we can share a bottle when this is over."

The humming intensifies as the countdown continues.

"Shoric systems nominal. Thrusters activating - ing - ing. T-minus 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, conceiving limits to being, 1 ..."

It is not the heavy rumble of a rocket igniting that they feel. Instead, there is a deep, resonant tone that sounds like a giant tuning fork as they are lifted from Nirn, over and through Oblivion toward the sundered corpse of Lorkhan. They're off to the moon.

Agent Washington | Red vs. Blue

[agtwashington]

(How about Wash as a nephelim in a dystopian setting where he's loyal to the god and king of his society, but eventually realises that what's going on is wrong as his entire team falls apart ((sounds familiar???)) so he tries out becoming Lucifer the second, only less cool. Can play second in command or ... try to lead. Gen OTA, m/m shipping.)

The Dragonborn | Skyrim

[fireandhoney]

[M/M for shipping]

Eren Jaeger | Shingeki no Kyojin

[preciousbrat]

(m/m for shipping, otherwisa ota)

rider (iskandar) | fate/ | ota

[hellenization]

charles xavier | x-men cinematic

[welcomeprofessor]

[ honestly I am down for just above every prompt here, hmu. ]

achilles | greek mythology

[gloryneverdies]

[ Absolutely down with AU/modern everything. ]

Rappa | My Hero Academia | M/M for shipping

[surroundedbyquality]

[Most likely titan or gladiator, but open for all prompts.]