Soupscoop #1

I'm having trouble writing actual content so here's some miscellany

1. A familiar door.
2. The Cerebellion. Brains revolt against their meaty wardens!
3. Teneb, Queen of Ink.
4. Auto-haruspicy, desperate prophecy of martyrs and madmen.
5. Swamp Royalty.
6. Agendath and Netaim, twinned cities. They are in love with each other.
7. A thief has stolen the townhouse of an influential plutocrat, folding it up like a paper napkin and disappearing into the night.
8. Voxel-plains of delicate white salt.
9. War giraffes?
10. The vampirism curse frozen in tundra like that retrovirus they dug up in Siberia.
11. You are punished for your crimes with a single night marooned on Baboon Island. None have yet survived.
12. The theory of spells-as-creatures = the Bohr model of the atom; inaccurate and potentially misleading, but easy to understand and useful for most basic theoretical applications.
13. Dire hail.
14. A cabal of banished scientists and electro-priests are trying to find the Ideal of Horse, and this is how they are doing it. They have built a massive underground torus, festooned it with magical sensors and crystals, and accelerate up to 7.3% light speed two of the best, most beautiful horses they can find. Then they are smashed together, and the tiny giblets that appear only at the moment of impact are examined so that the gnomes may find the fabled Horse Particle.
15. Beards of waving fungal fronds infesting the mouth, providing seismological, thermal, psychic sensory information to the host.
16. Illegal, esoteric spices (wizard sugar?)
17. Silk golems that kill you by stuffing themselves down your throat and punching you from the inside.
18. Animate Objects but the objects are your teeth. Osteomancy. Calcium elementals.
19. St. Octavias, patron of the dawn, of hidden truths revealed, of the light that sears and cleans. Appears only as a feminine shadow, sharp and inkblack against the wall as if silhouetted by spotlight. Canonized for a lifetime of charity and also of burning vampires to death with giant light-focusing lenses.
20. Grandfather Posthumous. Once a popular mayor of some small town, now very much deceased, his corpse reanimated by the sheer intensity of his civic virtue. Old-fashioned politically but trying his best.
21. Cobalt, Iron, Nickel elementals once roamed contentedly the barren world, until water-bearing comets arrived and delivered a deadly plague of oxidization. The magnet elementals made a desperate pact with Stone, reducing themselves to mere immobile ore and burying themselves deep beneath to escape corrosion.
22. Hidden yet still thrumming engines in the earth, forgotten factories or vast psychic transmitters, their architects dead but their prime directives remembered.
23. Mask-obsessed fringe societies.
24. Forests of glass trees. Their lensed leaves focus sunlight and set any would-be carbon-based competitor plants alight. Prism-stems.
25. Gigantic aye-ayes roam the deep jungles, tapping their big fucking finger through your skull while you sleep.

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