Just a place to record ideas for a possible setting I'm coming up with, or are just ideas in general. Putting them up here because people might be interest in seeing them and so I can access them and update them from anywhere. Might create short stories to give a better view of the ideas.
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Most names are place holders for now until I can come up with better ones.

The sun and the moon

The sun and the moon are both deities, eternally galloping across the sky.
The sun is a great warrior, wreathed in fire and flame, who gave the world life with his brilliance. The moon, his beautiful child who brought the world rest.
They circle the world, the sun eternally chasing the moon on his great stead, as the moon dances just out of his reach.

Bird people

Flightless avian humanoids. Their faces are eternally covered by featureless metal masks. Their hands are clawed, feet talons. They are blind albinos, their skin a pale grey, with black feathers. Despite being blind, have very sensitive touch and strong hearing. Culture based around this, and light is devoid in any of their settlements. They are allergic to sunlight, mere exposer to it causing them significant pain. Two different sub-species – Stone people, who are shorter, stouter and more muscular, adapted to caves and mining; Moon people, who have received the moons blessing, are taller and lithe, their skin white as opposed to grey. They are not as intolerant to sunlight as their Stone kin are, but it is still extremely uncomfortable for them to be caught in it. They retain their vision, but only in lightly lit areas. Colours such as yellow, orange and red sting their eyes, and are completely blind in sunlight. They can see clearly in moonlight, however, and colours such as blue and purple are sharper in their eyes, and as such are common amongst them.

They were once a great power, the world in their grasp. But what happened to cast them down to into their sorry state of affairs? They fell to hubris. Filled with arrogance and pride, they turned their eyes to the open sky – and demanded that it bend to their rule. They challenged the Sun itself, and though the details have been eroded away by time and shame, it obviously didn’t go well. Their wings were broken so that they might never rise to challenge him once again. Their vision stolen so they might never gaze upon his brilliance, and all it encompasses, ever again. His searing gaze tore flesh from bone, and even their remains were turned to cinder such was his hatred for them. They were forced to flee into the darkness of the world, blind and with their arms crushed. But despite all this, they still survive today. Perhaps, even in their downfall, they are great still. For only a great people could survive such dire circumstances, could they not?

The Moon also plays a part in their story. The Sun’s child took pity on the undeserving of their kind, the scholar, the artist, the parent who worked to feed their young. They were cursed by the sun, and blessed by the moon. Shrouding their capital in darkness, the Moon hid them from the Suns wrath. Blind and confused, the Moon bathed them in his own light – though an imitation of the Suns glorious rays, it was the least the Moon could do to comfort the damned people. The day had become a cold darkness devoid of light. The night filled with a gentle, caressing light, from the one who cared for them, and cares still.

Note - planning on stone bird people faces to be huge maws (why do yah think they wear dem masks?). Unsure whether to have moon people have more birdlike faces or faces more like harpies (human with bird stuff).

Mutating bug people

Insectoids that are mostly humanoid. Able to morph their bodies into different shapes and forms depending on what they desire by sealing themselves in a cocoon, the process taking different amounts of time depending on how drastic the change is. In any case, the change still takes a significant amount of time to complete, and should it be interrupted, very bad things can happen to them. They also require sufficient nutrients to undergo it, such as when increasing body size and muscle mass, such changes often taking multiple cocooning’s to fully transform, or having to undergo a change that allows them to store a large amount of nutrition before undergoing the proper transformation.

Though extremely adaptable, each and every one has an obsession with perfection. Though initially it will manifest as such minor things as making sure all the pictures in their house are straight, or that there’s exactly enough room on this shelf for this amount of books, it can escalate and become far more dangerous if left unchecked. More than one of them has gone mad with obsession – though often a danger to themselves then others in this state, it can still result in some very dangerous individuals. The most recent example in memory would be the White Army milita, who in their need to protect the border, became paranoid, and made sure nothing got in or out by slaughtering anyone who tried to cross the border.

The god of Perfection, a mass of constantly shifting matter, never in one shape or form for more than a second as it grows limbs, body parts and other appendages, only for great maws to devour them for some slight flaw. Architectural delights and horrors rise and crumble to nothing on its surface. Weapons, armour, clothing and any other conceivable item and more are created and crushed by its ever shifting swarm of appendages and machinery.

When the Sun created life, the god of Perfection, in his jealously and arrogance, created his own form of life, and what he believed to be far better than what the pathetic Sun had created. Beings that would progress and find true perfection, unlike the sterile stand still the sun had made. Or at least, that’s what it believed at the time. What it believes now, or even a few seconds after their creation, doesn’t matter. It will have changed in the next second or so, and there are better things to dwell on.