Post by X on Mar 1, 2008 14:14:23 GMT -5
Name of Plane: Erutuion-trikai
GeographyThe original geography of this plane has been long lost and forgotten beniegh a tital wave of technological advancement, where all of the natural planets and stars have been torn apart for their raw componants in the process of building new 'better' planets. Now all that is left are countless trillions of metallic spheres floating out in space where the every aspect of the over population is controlled. Each planet is constructed in layers, like an onion, to acomidate the largest possible number of people, each layer with it own artificial sky, sun, and stars. However, the layer create an oposite gravity, pulling outwards, each layer spinner at its own speed to make the 'gravity' equal. Each artificial planet houses several layers dedicated to the production of food, in which artificial fertilaizer rain is produced for plants, and steroid riden food is grown for the animals that will, upon reaching young adulthood, be butchered while their meat is still tender. Wormhole technology takes out all ofthe inconviniences of space travel, making it possible to reach any layer of any sphere instantly, also making hallways obsolete, alowing them to dedicte more space to rooms. Waste is a crime when you have to make room for more people than can fit on all the planets in the universe.
Climate:Each of the planets has an outer shell that keeps everything out, and inside of which temperature, humidity, everything climate wise is controlled via mechinery to make the over population confortable.
Type of Plane: Modern-PostModern
Principal Deities:In this plane, divinity is pretty much ignored in favor of technology, however, a small group of people have technology so advanced that they could be considered gods. They would be an easy match for our gods, but, due to their technology being infused with this plane of existance, they cannot leave, even had they wanted to. They simply stay in this realm, over seeing their tecnological armeggedon. However, there is one reclusive natural god who only watches as his creation is warped beyond recognition, waiting for his chance to restore it to the way he ment it to be.
For all the gods, go here
GeographyThe original geography of this plane has been long lost and forgotten beniegh a tital wave of technological advancement, where all of the natural planets and stars have been torn apart for their raw componants in the process of building new 'better' planets. Now all that is left are countless trillions of metallic spheres floating out in space where the every aspect of the over population is controlled. Each planet is constructed in layers, like an onion, to acomidate the largest possible number of people, each layer with it own artificial sky, sun, and stars. However, the layer create an oposite gravity, pulling outwards, each layer spinner at its own speed to make the 'gravity' equal. Each artificial planet houses several layers dedicated to the production of food, in which artificial fertilaizer rain is produced for plants, and steroid riden food is grown for the animals that will, upon reaching young adulthood, be butchered while their meat is still tender. Wormhole technology takes out all ofthe inconviniences of space travel, making it possible to reach any layer of any sphere instantly, also making hallways obsolete, alowing them to dedicte more space to rooms. Waste is a crime when you have to make room for more people than can fit on all the planets in the universe.
Climate:Each of the planets has an outer shell that keeps everything out, and inside of which temperature, humidity, everything climate wise is controlled via mechinery to make the over population confortable.
Type of Plane: Modern-PostModern
Principal Deities:In this plane, divinity is pretty much ignored in favor of technology, however, a small group of people have technology so advanced that they could be considered gods. They would be an easy match for our gods, but, due to their technology being infused with this plane of existance, they cannot leave, even had they wanted to. They simply stay in this realm, over seeing their tecnological armeggedon. However, there is one reclusive natural god who only watches as his creation is warped beyond recognition, waiting for his chance to restore it to the way he ment it to be.
For all the gods, go here
