#project atlantis

Project Atlantis

Did You Know Gaming recently released a new video talking about Project Atlantis and how it was basically canned because of Pokemon- in the production of the video they commissioned a model made by Picto and ColossalCake and released it for free, giving us a real good tangible thing to play with for the first time.

project atlantis ; wip introduction

science fantasy, outlining co-written, inspired by a Google+ roleplay group from 2014-2019 generational legacy, political intrigue, power of knowledge excessive worldbuilding complete with a conlang and neography

After fifteen years of tenuous peace in Atlantis, the question of succession has risen again. Faolan Althaea is of age to take her family's throne, but the banished descendants of Faolan Agallai have retained their influences in the dark, and they are ready to make another bid for the throne. Althaea is thrust headfirst into the boiling conflict, and she must learn fast which faces to trust.

On the other side of a once dormant portal, Faolan Illyrius is paying the price for rescinding his claim to the coveted throne. The godless, ransacked world of Aegina—known as Earth to its inhabitants, the aeg'oroi—is hiding knowledge that could turn the tides of the Faolan and Agallai conflict, and he is the one who must get his hands dirty to find it.

The Agallai loyalists have not been dormant since orchestrating the death of Althaea's parents. They have gathered supporters of a new generation, preying on the aeg'oroi that regent Priar Arsina, ruling in Althaea's stead for the last fifteen years, is so determined to alienate. As the succession crisis comes to a head, loyalist agents vie for control over the portal connecting Atlantis to the aeg'oroi homeland.

Underwater Green Project Atlantis

project atlantis ; worldbuilding

There are three types of magic in Atlantis; external manipulations, internal manipulations, and old magic—that is, magic that can't quite fit into the aforementioned neat categories.

Each manipulation is associated with a god, and draws its power from said god's domain or concept that they rule over. Even though the modern citizens of Atlantis largely do not worship the old gods, these connections remain.

The old magics, the taræsen, are largely unrecorded.

project atlantis ; worldbuilding

made a map of atlantis rather than doing any concrete writing the last few days. unfortunately showed this to one of my friends who told me it looked like the state of wisconsin. the lettering is the neography for vidæsen, the conlang for project atlantis. i've been having way too much fun developing the language and writing things out.

translations of the map key:

kretasēa :: stronghold; capitol

ōrōō'rakreten'ōden :: ruins

atkreten :: city

lūkreten :: town; village

seldrītis :: land of the seldrai

kretenīa :: point of interest

on īn ⟩ basilvī althāa :: the time of queen althaea

project atlantis ; excerpt

edited a conversation between two of our characters into something passable as an excerpt! this is being cowritten so not all words are mine. context: bonding between two outlaws on the run from the crime syndicate run by mara's father. she used to work as a smuggler traveling between atlantis and earth.

After a moment of pondering, Ry decided to switch topics. They could come back to the discussion of families later. Enough had been said on that for the moment in his opinion.

"You mentioned your mother's family is in Aegina, so I assume you crossed the portal at least twice? What's it really like?

"Oh, I've crossed a number of times," Mara said with a wry laugh. "It's like..."

How to put it into words? The nothing, the everything. The creaking of wood. The pressure in the back of one's mind, so tight you can feel it crawling up your throat. Her visible eye darkened as she thought of it, hunger and fear both.

"It's like nothing else. My mom was afraid of it, that's why she never went back. It fills you up."

Ry shivered as he listened to Mara describe the space between the worlds. He had always wondered what it was like, but had never been brave enough to attempt the crossing. And Mara had done it several times? She was made of stern stuff.

"Do you have any particularly memorable crossings? Any encounters that stood out?"

Mara tilted her head and bit her lip as she thought. Every encounter was memorable, in its own way. In its own, horrifying way. She sorted through her memories, tossing aside anecdotes that might give Ry trouble sleeping the next night.