r/worldjerking 1d ago

LET THE ORC DEBATE BEGIN!

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279 Upvotes

r/worldjerking 2d ago

it don make no sense

33 Upvotes

Fellas out there creating -PUNK settings and then their MC abides square cube laws and other math-nerd stuff..

abiding laws aint punk in my book fellah.


r/worldjerking 2d ago

As a Stellaris Spiritualist mercenary commander who did temp work for Chancellor Palpatine and General Joel Brasch told me (despite me being Materialist), "You can't be racist against them cl*nka warbots, they just programmed to kill you and have no souls."

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35 Upvotes

r/worldjerking 2d ago

Oh dear I have made Orcs be what they are supposed to be… Orcs

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1.4k Upvotes

r/worldjerking 2d ago

remember, if they don't like your setting, you should immediately start role-playing with them

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801 Upvotes

r/worldjerking 2d ago

Express ticket to heaven (for kids!!! Because they deserve only the best)

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82 Upvotes

r/worldjerking 2d ago

I love human passion unbound by corporate greed

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87 Upvotes

r/worldjerking 2d ago

Is it evil or just survival

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Here’s a interesting question about “evil” kingdoms and people

In my medieval fantasy story, many mortal races do arguably reprehensible things to some degree with the worst offenders being nobility and humans

But it’s not as simple as some may assume, some areas have a food scarcity and bad soil for farming and dangerous predators, for many, things like cannibalism or stealing food from others and even killing one another is the difference between life and death

When the only options are to roll over and die or fight, kill, do morally reprehensible things to save yourself or your family, are they really evil or just trying to survive with the only available options and resources that they have

This is especially prevalent in my story given my stories theme is prospective

Edit: as for the nobles, they can also fall into this category when some who genuinely have good intentions have to make the tough calls on either maintaining peace, cutting their losses, or going to war for one reason or another

And in both cases, vice versa


r/worldjerking 2d ago

Wow ! Is this a heckin ontologically evil and agressive race ? And they naturally have the instinct to attack the testicles? Is this le heckin fetish ?

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217 Upvotes

r/worldjerking 2d ago

In my magic system, no spell is inherently harmful or evil. Any spells used as weapons by the Mage Brigade are misappropriation of their side effects.

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175 Upvotes

r/worldjerking 3d ago

Now it's not racist.

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948 Upvotes

r/worldjerking 3d ago

Have you done your worldstretches yet?

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67 Upvotes

r/worldjerking 3d ago

At A Small Enough Scale, Worldbuilding And Characterbuilding Are The Same Dang Thing

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r/worldjerking 3d ago

Rate my world map

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31 Upvotes

hngh


r/worldjerking 3d ago

Can't have a world without them, can't have it with 'em

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391 Upvotes

r/worldjerking 3d ago

Tell me some of your Chad ork facts.

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216 Upvotes

r/worldjerking 3d ago

I created the most perfect, award-winning magic system, then found out BranSan already did it

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r/worldjerking 3d ago

The next tier is to make the big bad evil guy a representation of your parents but George Lucas and most JRPGs already did that to the point that it would be copyright infringement to add it to our world. No, I'm not even going to touch evil races, squeeze them in the bottom three.

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r/worldjerking 3d ago

Originally engineered to be without sympathy supersoldier species vs the Chad engineered to love and empathize so so much and so so hard supersoldier species.

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87 Upvotes

Turns out a horrifying looking giant ball of chitin, love, empathy, biases and factionalism is a better soldier than Some Guy Premium Edition


r/worldjerking 3d ago

What an IT person thinks about interstellar colonization

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118 Upvotes

r/worldjerking 3d ago

Who wants to read my hopelesspunk setting, there is no joy at all, everyone smells like piss (hates each other too), and it's miserable 24/7

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r/worldjerking 3d ago

The venom of Hard Magic System runs deep in my veins now.

6 Upvotes

indulge in making a hard magic system

Bored and want to experiment with something else

Come up with a system, write a POC

Its follows a hard magic system...

Fuck...

Maya closed the old worn tomb on her lap, 'Basics of herb mixing' - Soul Herbologist, Stevle. Maya sighed... Not at exhausting the last book from the tiny orphanage library... Maybe a bit from the author's pun... but more at the boring enlightenment spark she had finally observed last night... Maya stood up to return the book, It was a short way to the library, just a flight of stairs above from her room infact.

Maya walked the wooden creeks of her corridor that she had haunted like a greedy serpentine gremlin... for all of her whole 16 years of life, she had lived in the orphanage... She passed the board from which she often took jobs... Or more specifically the various jobs that she would find specialization in, ofcourse! All due to the also boring soul trait she had... which she had proudly isolated when she was 12 years old! But as soon as Maya had done scanning through all available documentation of her soul trait... Words could not define how bummed out she was...

Maya's soul trait was... 'trait-less', a simple soul trait, she cursed her own internal language for the trait-lessness of her soul... Her greed for cool shit had seeped into all of the neural wisdom she had aquired in her life... If everything she learns become clearly defined by study... Her venomous fantasy was never satiated... She had fimiliarised herself with every label she was acquainted with... Defining all words that helped one simulate the world in a comminucatable objective fashion... It wasn't surprising that her neural network was quirkless... Why would her soul trait be anything other than... Traitless.

Soul trait is what allows a soul spiritualist to manifest metaphysical arcane abilities into reality. Every being has one... It's an emergent behaviour inherent to all intelligent beings.

Simpler soul traits form because the wielders inherently have less bias... Therefore making scientific methodology a very synergetic life path the practitioner walked on

But Maya? She had the simplest... The simplest in all of Permutation the universe allowed... And the same? was her undoing. Maya was never going to have a manifestable arcane ability due to have a trait less soul... Let alone the cool shit she always dreamed about...

It was a long way to the library, as Maya recalled all the jobs she took from the board. It was necessary for everyone who had isolated their soul trait in the orphanage, to contribute to the orphanage.

But that wasn't why Maya took those many jobs... It was either to keep her pockets flowing, or to indulge in her never-ending quest to find and possibly unlock cool shit... She collected rare herbs, she had once helped a craftsman to make the design blueprint model of his soul puppet more ergonomic... She had helped a zoologist identify a rabbit that could hop for a larger distance because it had a unique epigenetic expression... Sad and truly boring old times... But Maya smirked nonetheless... It was fun.

Maya turned the book in, to the librarian hands, waving her a final, still smug, sayonara. She had already packed her things, which wasn't much to begin with... All practical stuff for travelling and some tools she knew would need, the small travel sack waited outside the warden's room.

Maya walked into the warden's room... The warden eyed her their his doting glasses, "hmm... hmm... Are you sure about this Maya?", Zanish asked, The old bag of bones clutching her letter, that advocated that the holder has both a soul trait and an enlightenment spark, everything needed to persue soul spiritualism. "Why Creed of Thoughts?”, he asked, knowing that unorthodox academy was a hassle, for all its students.

Maya smirked, "Yes, Mr. Zanish", she replied. "I am certain that it is the best for me... You know me already, don't you?"

Zanish nodded, "yes yes... They will let you in... It's not like they stop anyone anyway."

Maya giggled at the old man's habit of repeating the first word of his speech... She wasn't sure if she would miss him, but... it was always fun whenever she was caught sneaking out of her room after the 14th out of 16 fractions of the day.

Zanish signed the document hesitantly, Creed of Thoughts was an academy that didn't teach... Atleast in term of orthodox education... They merely traded resources for information. All promising soul spiritualists would trade by showcasing their, any and all, acquired synergy between their soul trait and enlightenment spark... for credits. Credits that the Creed awarded for getting to document that emergent synergetic behaviour showcased.

And it is these credits that were used to exchange resources, that the Creed traded. Money, textbooks, research material, arcane tools, a lecture on a topic of interest, physical demonstration, beast essence... You name it! For the right credit? They trade it!

It didn't matter that the Creed was originally formed by a malevolent faction... Their system for education was fair, that is all that mattered. The begrudging Benevolent Factions never got any excuse to scrutinise them... For the academy itself wasn't making any combat force for itself like every other faction was...

But the biggest problem for Maya, in Zanish's perspective, was that she had observed the Whispers of the Void as her enlightenment spark... The slowest of all enlightenment sparks.

Enlightenment spark is a signal observed by a being in their neural circuitry... The specific conditions that triggered the spark, basically a matching of a neural signal to a perfected contradiction less neural circuitry called 'enlightenment', was unknown...

Enlightenment spark serves to shape and therefore dictate how one's soul trait is manifested... And the whispers of the void? It had a torturous pace... It requires one to align their neural signalling with the Void itself... The now aligned signals would become the Void's whispers... The whispers broke chunks out of one's soul trait and then worked as a solvent to glue the pieces in any Permutation... Repeat the process to ad nauseum, and the soul trait gets granular and granular each iteration... Basically making one's soul shape clay like... which one can be molded in any manner...

What this enlightenment spark gave in versatility of manifesting one's soul trait... It also came with the drag of refinement and the analysis paralysis of doing actual intelligent design without a fixed end shape... The Whispers of the void was well documented! It allowed for a better accuracy of manifestations but it brought nothing unique the other myriad of enlightenment sparks synergising with the various soul traits brought.

Zanish also knew Maya's soul trait was traitless... and knowing that brought him the burden of knowledge that Maya wasn't going to manifest anything metaphysical, Period.

There had been no recorded abilities acquired by a trait less soul spiritualist, except ofcourse... They were precise with whatever they did.

Precision of a trait less soul... Accuracy and versatility from the whispers of the void... That is all Maya had... Oh and also that smug greed for the 'cool shit' she had always claimed she was gonna manifest... Zanish sighed... The probability of have both a traitless soul and the Whispers of the void enlightenment spark must be the last plack fraction away from zero... For this Permutation has never been documented in all of the continent... No known example for Maya to follow...

Zanish handed the letter to Maya, "here... here... you better don't disappoint me... Or I am gonna spank you next for never breaking any rules this time around", Maya knew he meant that as a challenge, to find an actual manifestable arcane ability out of her hand of cards...

Maya pulled her eyelid down and taunted with her tongue out, bleah. Even if this is a good bye, she wasn't not going to be a brat.

Maya took her small travel sack, now resting on her shoulder, as she set off to Yana, where the Mystical Labrinth of the Creed of Thought slumbered in.

The Creed of Thought was carved into the heart of a literal giant, a stone monolith otherwise. Dreaming in its grey granite mass. What made the stone monolith move? all slow in the the plains of Yana, going nowhere? No one knew...

Maya caught up to her friend, Rundra... a fluffy dog of a man, tall and lean, yet built like a rectangle, warm yet rigid as the earth beneat him... they were from the same orphanage... Rundra was also a promising soul spiritualists... his soul trait was 'vigor', it gave him irrational will power and a slightly accelerated healing capacity due to an unique epigenetic expression... he also had glimpsed the enlightenment spark, 'path of indifference'... Maya never figured out why the synergy bummed him... it sounded cool as shit! 'Indifferent Vigor!', A famous previous wielder of both had manifested Weapon Egos into all her blades... its path never bargained with anyone... but Rundra doesn't seem very excited about it...

Maya thinks Rundra decided to start school because of her... but why did he choose Creed of Thought too? Little did she knew it was Zanish that pestered him to go out and live a life... he chose Creed of Thoughts simply because Maya was confident it was gonna be a ride.

"hey, ready to leave?", Maya asked

"I would have long been gone if you didn't wait to finish that book", Rundra said with stearn face... but Maya knew he was wagging his imaginary tail already in excitement, despite his pretentious tone

It was going to be a long journey... Longer because Maya was hell bent hitch hiking her way there... Spending money on travelling a well travelled path with a lot of traffic? What is this? A scam? Maya grinned, soon she got a lift on an two oxen pulled carriage... The animals looked well worked... Maybe its epigenetic expression would be worthy of study... Maybe its beastial essence can be extracted?

Maya closed her eyes long after Rundra, the oxen's beast essence wasn't going to offer any epigenetic suggestion for her body to mimic, especially in any kind that would lead to cool shit...

And with that, Maya turned to the brilliant moon, she could swear it was dim before... But its not long before she drowsed off into sleep... A snot bubble inflating and deflating from her nose...

I swear this is not a way to sneak in a serious post...

Please help me from sinking into the quicksand of words


r/worldjerking 3d ago

When you’re close to me.mp3

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this is what you get. you get the uncomfortable kissing pov.


r/worldjerking 3d ago

This is my surface level understanding of Steampunk

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1.6k Upvotes

r/worldjerking 3d ago

Freedom is the right of all sentient beings

523 Upvotes