[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/f8cab05d-56c3-43a9-bc4c-86e24fa016b9.png[/img][/center] [right][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C_aKQ8mgN9U]Lauren Bousfield- Blown Blooms[/url][/right] A new day dawned upon the Fractal Sea. Dolphins sprang from the water in glittery kicks. Algae waved and wandered on currents never mapped. Somewhere beyond, an albatross circumnavigated the globe. And the following words echoed from the depths: [i][b][s][color=9e0b0f]Though Gallows Fall, and Love may know yet Strife, still a Rope of Thorns Ungardened locks us to that Romance of the Young, and a Noose that Tightens only strangles Roses of the Future.[/color][/s][/b][/i] ... Like a seedling chasing sun, Jvan began to slough her shell. Charcoal ruins cracked from within, casting black ichor into already-lightless water- Dark clouds that crept back into the labyrinth whose breaking brought them forth. One wall at a time, the cathedral quavered and fell, and unseen currents pulled it inwards. Carmine light ignited in the darkness. Great spires long burnt were pushed outwards to sink in the ocean. They fell like dark pieces of sky, a motion that defied their awesome scale, morbid memorials long-standing now torn down for resurrection. Reality fizzed and began to condense. Water swept into the core in hurricane currents. Beneath the carbon, grey distortion bubbled, spread like oil on water, sank back and arose again and again. The grey became iron and the iron pooled and dissolved over the surface of All-Beauty, forming plates forming walls forming volcanic forms that collided and hardened, organic and inorganic, spreading layer over layer until they split at the center and the void yawned within. [center][hider=And through the gaps a carmine glow] [img]https://orig15.deviantart.net/2895/f/2007/331/d/9/chaotic_world_by_aexion.jpg[/img] [/hider][/center] And sprawling in the darkness, Jvan took her last breath, and burst into the light. The ocean swelled as twisting metal tore it apart. Unending plains and walls of iron rose fell warped and plunged back into the water only to rise again streaming with white, steaming and screaming with fatigue as it split open to reveal the heaving flesh beneath. From the gates into infinity reached great hands, hands like trees rooted in shadow, hands that dwarved mountains with too many wrists and too many fingers, and grappled the fizzing plates. Jvan gripped herself and tore. Ferrous bone ripped into endless, jagged blades. The hands bled into the fog. And growing still, the ball of void and shrapnel teeth began to laugh. [center][h3]* * *[/h3][/center] In the place that some call Hades and others the Abyss, where the depths of the earth and the depths of the sea are one and the same, where carbon pyramids fell from above to pile up in great heaps on the pitted sea below, a new life began to stir. It was life born of hatred, life born of pain. It was life barely living, and life full of rage. It was a being with breath and thought, and that thought was, '[b]B̸̨̡U͜R̀N͠ ́̕TH͢E̕͘ ̕B̵̨RI͢͢D͞G͠͏É̵͘[/b]'. The great worm uncoiled, and stretched from the tearing iron that had been its silent home, emerging from a cavity long since dormant. It grew as it moved, and in the folds of its body five slits emerged, and they opened wide, became eyes. And the rippled face of the being split open, and was filled with teeth. The worm began to move. [b][i]B͘͝͡UR̡͡N̴̨ ̢T̷̶H́E̢͠ ̶̴BR̴̀I̛͝͞DG͘͢E̕̕.[/i][/b] Whole reefs crumbled beneath its weight, and great floods burst at its sides. The wrinkles on its surface split further, deeper, and branched tentacles ripped from its body. It travelled east. A cliff stood before the being, and a cliff was surmounted. The sun scorched its back, for so huge it had grown that only the abyss could support it. It crawled towards the land. Its head began to bifurcate. And before it stood a wall. [b]B̷͢U̷͏͝Ŗ̷̕͡N͟҉̡͠ ̡͝͠T̶̀͡͏͞Ḩ̸͠Ę̀͟͠͏ ̢͟B̶͘͏̕R̨̢I͝͠D̡҉҉̴̛G̸̨E̕҉͞[/b] The great worm started to accelerate, for that was what it was made to do. Stone rose above and beyond it, stretching towards either side for ever and ever. [b]B҉͘͝U̴̡҉̧Ŗ͘͠͞N̵̛͘͜[/b] Unstoppable force met immovable object. [b]T̸̨͠H̡͜E̴̡[/b] The being collided with the wall with a shudder that rocked the globe. [b]҉̸̸͏B̶̸҉̧R҉̶͘͠I҉̵̢͘͜D̛̀͢͞G̡͠҉͟͝E̴̡̢͘͝[/b] From end to end, the land bridge stretching between the Firewind and the southern ice began to crumble. The worm chewed and thrashed and roiled, and did not cease falling to pieces, but split again and again into halves and quarters, worms upon worms that latched on to the great stone wall, and crushed it with their teeth. By the time the moons were full, there was nothing but dust. Dust, and the mountainous shells of worms, rising like islands across an ocean once halved. [center][h3]* * *[/h3][/center] Jvan laughed, and the void laughed with her. Where Diaphanes flew and Realta bobbed upon a glittering river, the great island of Ovaedis once more began to swivel. Splashes of colourful stone swept up over its side as its gate spun outwards, into deep space. The portal opened, and into the darkness spat. Noiselessness once more. Nothing but a carmine streak, blurring into the night. Yet through the emptiness, cackles carried still. [center][h3]* * *[/h3][/center] As Jvan grew, her hands stretched not just into the sky and flesh, but speared into the earth. Like roots they grasped, and pulled into the fiery soil. The stone gave way like softened glass, warm and supple. Cthonic spirits swarmed around the disruption and were powerless. Jvan pawed at the mantle, sensing the way it moved. Was she not vast? Could she not map this darkness by its echoes? Was there not here a heated shadow, a quiet core that had long years spun and spun, winding up like a toy? The hands of God laid claim to what was theirs. They shivered, and like light, their sound did pulse through depths unknown. Unfelt and unheard, the void below shuddered like the void above. Jvan's body moved like a heart, singing a tuneless beat, one that ricocheted through earth and fire and iron and earth again. With each beat the echoes grew stronger, collided and bent around bubbles of nickel, exploring Galbar. Jvan's weight collided again and again with the stone on which she sat, her mass a stick upon a drum, until the planet was moving to her rhythm. And the music climaxed, as she knew it would, and kinetic energy focused, as she knew it would, like sunlight through a lens- On a named and numbered mountain, where pressure had been building since the beginning of time. On a plateau of wind-carved rock, Bormahven began to shake. [center][h3]* * *[/h3][/center] As calculations rang true and mass showed its worth, the manufactory gazed once more upon the blue of the planet below. Where a great white fog had risen to hide the body of All-Beauty, swept up by heat and motion, a second cloud was rising over the Ironhearts. It was grey and brown, a streak of taupe that carried with the wind and swept far over the ocean, and where the sound in the fog was rending metal, here there were only rumbles and cracks. Djinni rose and roiled in the ash. Fire swarmed out, its kingdom wrecked; Air came to meet it, fearing invasion; Earth raised its hands, warning chaos; and Water swore vengeance for the pollution of its realm. And in a shining Heaven, the change-eaters massed like sharks. It was time. The great grub descended, its blasphemy complete, and spilled forth colour from its womb. Unnatural light spilled into the ash. Gaudy and twisted, its tongues scorched the world, desiccating the planet they had been promised. A thousand predators made ten thousand shapes, and the Sorority laid claim to its own. Its voice was sweetest laughter. [center][h3]* * *[/h3][/center] Ovaedis watched with its million eyes. All of Lex watched with it. The world reposed in a net of marbled spheres, motionless above the planet they had been set to watch. The array seemed to blink. A moment of true vision was taken and locked. The core of the satellite kicked once more, its umbilicus whipping in the factory as the fetal mechanism stared into the worlds beyond. A slick of glass spilled over the planet and rained in unbroken streams. Unseen needles were flying from the maw of the Cancer's Womb, long enough almost to stretch between Lex and the world itself. They liquified in the upper atmosphere, forming pools as if to imitate the oceans below, or even the clouds between. And as the seas and mountains bent in their grip, like shapes seen through a twisted lens, they brought forth a monsoon. The torrent struck deep into the ashen cloud. Droplets collided and began to coalesce in the sun-halting grey, as if to form a storm of their own within the volcanic haze. Obscured by the heat and dust, the twisted rain began to form into sheets, bending into whirlpools. Matter warped in their grip, and was siphoned away into stony beams. Vaporised stone collected on the winds of distortion and was reassembled under its own speed and weight. Dust called to dust. One particle at a time, the twisters began to build. [center][h3]* * *[/h3][/center] The cackling carmine streak flew on. At its back gazed the night, and at its face shone the sun. It was headed for a certain star. The morning star, so it was called- Revered by some traditions as the Sun's lost twin, or the spirit of a king. It was a planet, and it was growing closer. Night sky turned to red. Collision was mere moments away. The voidborne blur began to smile. [color=9e0b0f][b][i]"[s] B A H A H A H A H A ! [/s]"[/i][/b][/color] Impact. The creature smacked into its prey with lethal force. Flames engulfed the atmosphere, leaving a fiery wound where it had entered, and fragments flew to orbit and strike down once again. Isonymph did not slow. Once past the solid crust it slipped deep into the core, settling like a seed at the heart of the planet. The Cancer bloomed. From within, a dozen tendrils spun out into the magma, branching into roots and threads. One by one they reached the burning surface, and sprouted into stems. Like ferns they rose, but dark and venous, swaying purple arms from a slick, sprawling base. Each root became a forest, and in the heights of each forest the fingertips opened, and steamed into the fire. Eggs were pushed through the pores. The ground became saturated with foaming, living bubbles. All was snatched away on the wind. [color=9e0b0f][i][b][s]Make It More! Make It Faster![/s][/b][/i][/color] The tendrils bulged and burst with the weight of the life being forced through them, and the seed at the centre thrust more and more into the clouds... Until there was a change. The seeds hatched in swarms and hordes. Great chimneys of steam encrusted the volcanoes, their graphite skin glittering in the glow of phosphor and burning sulphur. Strange acids fizzed through their veins. From the peak of the mighty tunnels strode creatures like castles, with porcelain bodies that shone in the green-and-blue riverlight, and they feared not the wind, nor the sour rains. They strode to the basins, where valleys had filled up with tar and with pitch, and drank deeply... And sailors ballooned from the sky, where hot air was cheap and the gale was strong, where the lightning flashed with nourishment. They settled with bodies of sulphur and beryl, and regrew their synthetic wings. The isonymph laughed, and cut off its own limbs. It burst through the surface as the first forests fell, and leapt to the stars once more. [center][h3]* * *[/h3][/center] The air screamed with winds grinding against one another. Rocks tore through the sky. In total darkness, the ash fused and shattered, becoming shapes unseen anywhere on land, let alone so high above the waters. Something flew through the towers of smoke. Ducking between falling ghost-shapes of basalt, over and around the space-tearing needle rain, between the great anvils of airborne stone, it settled in the corner that had been made for it. [color=9e0b0f]"With the scales and sword of Amul'sharar as my witness and yours, swear this: That you shall accept this gift that I grant you, and while it stands never work mischief against me, or against mine."[/color] [color=cornflowerblue]"Agreed,"[/color] said Phi without listening, and reclined on her shadowed throne. The ash began to fall. Somewhere over the Metatic Ocean, a grand shape was cast down from the cloud, billowing with smoke. It hit the sea with a momentous splash and sent white pillars into the air. When the sky cleared up months later, it rose again. ... [center][color=cornflowerblue][i]See you not the power of your souls, that even gods should grant concession? See you not the truth of my words? I shall find you in your shelters. I shall find you in the caves. I shall find you in the dark places it was foretold you would go, and together we shall rise into Metera, the city of the sky.[/i][/color][/center] [center][h3]* * *[/h3][/center] A carmine blur swept deeper into the night, thinking: [s][i][b][color=9e0b0f]Do We Desire What We Love ?[/color][/b][/i][/s] Impact. White plumes of shattered ice and vapour shot vertically into the sky. Too weak to recall its lost mass, the moon soon gained a ring that drew lines across the sight of its mother. Isonymph splattered in its own crater. The force of impact had smashed it into a pale green fluid that now rode the wave of its own collision. Chunks of frost tumbled in the spreading cloud, a ring of steam that grew only denser as it moved. Denser, thicker. More vivid. Chartreuse threads leapt and coiled between the scattered icebergs. They bit, they clung, they chased the wind. The Isonymph swept across the planet in a pulse, from one pole to the other. Tundras watched the wall of fog approach, give way to acid green, then empty into life. Sporewalkers chased the midday sun, the length of their stride more than enough to match the planet's spin. Between their gargantuan shadows grew razored hollow cages, spheres of wax and water with nuclear light at their core, studded into the ground like fallen stars. The spindly giants strode on, and others followed in the shade of their disc-like skulls. Pale orbs grew glassy, revealing the fetal eyes within, and began to spin, thousands of wheels and gyros chasing the next geyser to erupt. Vivid red plumes of ammonia and methane shot into the atmosphere, sending clouds of microbia into low orbit. They clustered, they drank the sun, and in great billowing sheets like silken tents, collapsed once more to the ice. There the frozen ground grew arms, and shining xenon blood pulsed through the veins of those who came to scavenge. Isonymph reformed at the opposite end of the planet, the ring of life closing up in a puff of steam. Pale green bubbled away into carmine, and the Avatar leapt off into the sky once more. It saluted the bright star Ilunabar on its way to Galbar. [center][h3]* * *[/h3][/center] Under a veil of white cloud lay a god born anew. All was mist and steam. Wisps rose from bubbling waters and danced around colourless shapes. A great ghost rested in the waters, barely a silhouette in the sunlit fog. The Cancer breathed, and the veil was blown away. Noonday rays glanced upon the simmering body, and the clouds fled outwards, collapsing into a ring of grey. All was still but for the patter of gentle rain. A million layers of torn iron lay upon a twisted body, a shell of metal bone ripped apart and healed again. Her canyons were like demon maws. Her mountains were like barbs. Between the shining grey, dominating the chaos all around, great portals yawned into eternal darkness. They were no more than holes, great circular pores edged with knives, filled with a bottomless nothing. What Logos had destroyed lay fallow- A deep layer of negative growth ripped into All-Beauty, empty space without a pattern. Jvan sighed. Reality fizzed. [b][color=9e0b0f]"[s]Hear Ringing from the Strangled Mines, and Chimes; look beyond and Fall, still Striking, into Treasures of the Chasmal Bells.[/s]"[/color][/b] The shadows blinked into light. A million scenes flickered over the void in the space of a second, and [center][hider=we saw souls that leap from castles broken] [img]https://img04.deviantart.net/3a13/i/2015/201/f/4/fractal_intruder_causing_turmoil_by_janhein-d921b88.jpg[/img] [/hider] [hider=we saw spirits locked to liquid plains] [img]https://img00.deviantart.net/feba/i/2016/077/9/2/captured_by_janhein-d9vinx3.jpg[/img] [/hider] [hider=we saw the lords of worlds unspoken] [img]https://pre00.deviantart.net/2e4f/th/pre/i/2017/218/d/0/silicon_based_life_form_by_janhein-dbj1h5b.jpg[/img] [/hider] [hider=we saw tangles over thornlike rains] [img]https://pre00.deviantart.net/8d76/th/pre/i/2017/225/7/9/flying_in_bad_wheather_by_janhein-dbjvpaj.jpg[/img] [/hider][/center] Things not seen before or since passed through the dark in the blink of an eye. Worlds confined to the deepest depths of All-Beauty now played just under its surface. The endless plunge at the core of Jvan had been dredged, just a little, enough that something strange should drift through the voids and perhaps show its flowers where their bubbles touched the sun. The flickered worlds faded to static, then came to a halt, showing a place, perhaps, where [center] [hider=spindled imps could sprout from carven cliffs] [img]https://img00.deviantart.net/d1d2/i/2015/172/a/1/paradigm_shift_by_janhein-d8y5ci2.jpg[/img] [/hider] [/center] One by one the other great open portals of Jvan filled in with worlds. Their sea level matched hers. The gravity interlocked. With nothing more than a few crackles of distortion, the Jvanic Heartlands showed their face on Galbar. [color=9e0b0f][i]This is what they came to destroy,[/i][/color] thought Jvan. The worlds blinked out, leaving only an echo in an empty shell. [color=9e0b0f][i]So let them come.[/i][/color] Jvan tuned into the worlds once more, knowing that the infinite pit was still warping, still morphing, deep enough to absorb a universe and then some. A carmine mist seeped through the iron and crackled over the sea. [color=9e0b0f]"...It's good to be back,"[/color] said the Horrorsome Engineer. [center][h3]* * *[/h3][/center] Isonymph swung itself around the moons like monkey bars, leaping from one to the other with orbits and half-orbits. It moved so fast that its body would have cracked like a whip if it could. At long last, the avatar's sprint came to an end. It circled the ring of Lex and slid to a halt where it started, just above the towering megastructure that was Ovaedis. There the carmine creature rested. It was shaped like a bulbous fungus, a many-faced head above a bell stalked with spindly limbs, but its shape was changing rapidly. Its texture was bizarre, like origami, or perhaps the knitted roots of a thicket. It had no true surface- Only fins and ribbons of living tissue, layer upon layer. Somehow, as it breathed, it didn't [i]move;[/i] it [i]furled.[/i] The creature unfolded, and unfolded, and unfolded some more, without pausing or even really losing its form, whatever that happened to be. The more it opened, the more there were layered gills and tendrils to be opened, and what was new rapidly disappeared under a layer that had once been below it. Its size and silhouette were gradually replaced as if through a magician's trick- Everything hidden had been there all along, neat and perfect, waiting to come out. Eventually the Isonymph settled on a shape, perhaps half again the height of a man, and covered itself with folds of translucent skin. It resembled... A flower with legs, maybe, or a human with a blossoming skull, or a virus of some kind. It had a stem, or a torso. It was stretched at the waist and had neither leaves nor arms. At its lower end were jointed roots that branched at the tip, about eight or nine of them, each with two segments almost as long as its thorax was tall. Though its skin was pale, the life below was black and red, and threaded with purple. For a head, it had only an eyeless, sightless bloom of tissue, opening and closing, petals shuffling in and out of its bottomless fractal throat. A change-eater drifted up with a curious glow. Isonymph inclined its head. [color=lightcyan]"You're strange,"[/color] she opened. [color=9e0b0f][b][i]"[s]Heh Heh Heh,[/s]"[/i][/b][/color] said the Flesh Lily. The sister spun easy loops around her find. [color=lightcyan]"Where did you come from?"[/color] [color=9e0b0f][b][i]"[s]Places. Nowhere. Dreams.[/s]"[/i][/b][/color] [color=lightcyan]"Like... the ocean?"[/color] [color=9e0b0f][b][i]"[s]More Like The Void.[/s]"[/i][/b][/color] [color=lightcyan]"Oh,"[/color] said the Diaphane. [color=Lightcyan]"All my dreams are in the ocean."[/color] [color=9e0b0f][i][b]"[s]There Are Other Seas,[/s]"[/b][/i][/color] said the isonymph. The shapeshifter gasped- [color=lightcyan]"Where?"[/color] -then started forming teeth. [color=lightcyan]"Tell me!"[/color] [color=9e0b0f][b][i]"[s]Heh Heh Heh.[/s]"[/i][/b][/color] [color=lightcyan]"Don't tease me! I'll bite you,"[/color] warned the sister, who was now mostly jaws. [color=9e0b0f][b][i]"[s]Come Back And I Might Show You,[/s]"[/i][/b][/color] said Isonymph. [color=lightcyan]"Alright,"[/color] said the change-eater, with her curious blend of innocence and brutality. [color=lightcyan]"But I'm bringing friends."[/color] [color=9e0b0f][b][i]"[s]Do,[/s]"[/i][/b][/color] said Isonymph, drifting back over the satellite. Gazing at the stars. [hider=GUESS WHO?] JVAN TIME J-girl rocks up again with a weird little chant. The incinerated husk Logos reduced her to is cracked open and mostly absorbed. New flesh begins to grow from inside. It turns out that Chiral Phi's comment wasn't hyperbole- As the warped reality around Jvan begins to solidify, it forms a spherical shell of some kind of metal, described as iron. While Jvan is as porous and easy to enter as always, new 'portals' (really just giant holes) that don't lead to anywhere in particular appear on her body. They are [i]massive.[/i] In a cloud of steam raised by the commotion, Jvan indulges her love of wounds and injury by stretching Mount Olympus-sized hands out of these void portals, and tearing the iron shell into jagged shapes. Meanwhile, a huge worm-like entity that has been hibernating within her wakes up. It heads towards the Shimmering Sea land bridge, dividing as it moves, and chews it up. The land bridge is destroyed, replaced by an archipelago of (probably) dead megaworms. The debris from the bridge probably changes nearby coastlines and sea levels somewhat. [b]1 Might to burn the bridge.[/b] As Jvan grows, she reaches into Galbar's mantle and explores the planet with echolocation. By combining her three portfolios- Flesh to generate earthquakes with her moon-sized body, Mathematics to predict how the shock waves will propagate, and Voids to harvest the tectonic pressures that have been sitting around untouched by any god since the birth of the planet, Jvan triggers the supervolcano Mount Bormahven into a long-overdue eruption. The Diaphane Sorority take this as their cue to start their invasion of Galbar. They target the many kinds of djinni that are disturbed or drawn into the growing ash cloud. The ash cloud in question is headed mostly towards the Metatic Ocean, assuming Galbar's winds follow a similar pattern to Earth's. Ovaedis takes aim at it and sends down a rain of twisted space. Largely hidden by ash, the distortion falls into place and begins to use the debris' own heat and energy to build some kind of city out of volcanic stone. [b]1 Might to create a region of heavily distorted space. Free action (Mathematics) to arrange these distortions so that they pull volcanic ash into the shape of a city.[/b] Who's this city for, I wonder? Jvan makes Phi swear not to meddle with her affairs in exchange for the city. Phi doesn't give a shit but agrees anyway. The completed city falls from the sky into the ocean. More details on this later. Jvan finishes rebuilding herself and disperses the cloud of fog. tl;dr Jvan has made a bunch of fancy fractal worlds from deep inside her easily accessible via void portals. They're called the Jvanic Heartlands, and they're actually super neat. Come check them out! Go on a pilgrimage! Bring back a souvenir! Strip-mine them! Jvan doesn't give a shit! So long as you're having fun. [hider=Details] Again using her various portfolios, Jvan has rearranged her internal structure significantly- The new voids in her surface can be used to reach far deeper parts of All-Beauty without having to travel through the relatively mundane fleshy exterior. What this means is that instead of things getting steadily faster and weirder the deeper you explore Jvan, things get [i]really[/i] weird [i]really[/i] fast. This, rather than the iron shell, is now her main defensive mechanism. Fighting Jvan used to be a case of fighting a living landscape the size of a mountain range. Now it's even more absurd- That landscape can swap itself out for one of hundreds of other, much more alien worlds at any time. These can be closed off and put back where they came from, pulling them and anyone in them deep into Jvan. "But wait! Jvan doesn't even know all the stuff that goes on down there! Wouldn't being deeper inside Jvan put you in a better position to attack her?" No. Both Jvan's power and the speed of her constant regeneration increases drastically the deeper you go. Even she can get lost down there pretty easily, but God help anyone who tries to fight Jvan when she's all around you, in all directions, all-powerful, forever. Except God won't help you, because Jvan is now God. Good luck.[/hider] All the Might for this, of course, comes from the quiet level that Jvan took last megapost. She's always changed shape every time she levelled. This time it's just more significant because she's been destroyed so thoroughly by Vowzra, Logos and the Gap. [b]MEANWHILE...[/b] In space, Ovaedis quietly creates a new Avatar of Jvan. [b]Isonymph created for 6 Might.[/b] A third avatar only costs 4 Might, but the extra two are spent on fine-tuning the isonymph/Flesh Lily for its ultimate purpose: terraforming. Isonymph immediately gets down to business creating a complete biosphere on two planets in Galbar's solar system. [hider=Morning Star (Venus analogue)] -Windspeed like fuck, partially due to super fast rotation -Also due to very high temperatures and a powerful greenhouse effect -DENSE atmosphere, organic clouds. You will never see the sun -Few heavy elements but a tonne of light ones -Predominantly carbon, so hydrocarbon lakes and graphite skeletons, a bunch of cyanide, methane and monoxide -Local biochemistry also involves light metals such as beryllium, boron, magnesium -Highly volcanic, lots of burning sulphur and phosphorus -The bottom of the food chain is mostly chemosynthetic -Living things are usually either underground, airborne wind sailors, or built like tanks [/hider] [hider=Ice Daughter (Galilean moon analogue)] -Fairly thin atmosphere, ammonia- and CO2-based weather patterns -Low gravity, low rotational speed. Sporewalkers spend their entire adult life at midday -Because of the funky rotation, the day side is actually almost tolerably warm, if by tolerable you're willing to accept -100C. -Also volcanically active, but tectonics are based on water and ammonia rather than magma. -Springs are 'hot' enough to sustain life, geysers can be strong enough to shoot shit into low orbit -Wider spread of elements, plenty of organics but a lot of superheavy fissile elements like uranium and thorium. -So shit there can live off radiation and often does -Cool temperatures make it very, very easy to go dormant for a long long time [/hider] The isonymph then returns to orbit around Galbar and chats with a change-eater. Worth noting about Isonymph is that, true to its title, it resembles a flower. It can also very easily change its size and shape by folding and unfolding like a non-euclidean piece of origami. Isonymph is also kind of batty. It doesn't seem to have much of a goal and spends most of this post zipping around the solar system at speeds that bring a tear to Einstein's eye, smashing into things, daydreaming and cackling like an idiot. In this way it's probably Jvan's truest self. Who would've guessed? [b]Jvan 4 Might Ambient 0 Might in Ovaedis 0 Free Points 2C / 0D Level Six[/b] [/hider]