What I'm Doing With Synthexia

I am not just going to make things for the Synthexia hexcrawl. I am making my own setting, heavily inspired by it (among other things), that I have called Colorpocalypse. It uses an augmented version of the ruleset I created for Mutants and Machines of the Baffling Badlands, but with a class system and a few other augmentations.

Here are some of the original ideas that I came up with to inspire this setting:

GLITTERING HARPIES FEED ON THE EFFERVESCENT FLUIDS OF THE BLASTED HEATH-SCAPE

NEON CLOUDS FLUCTUATE AND HOVER ABOVE THE GLASS AND PLASTIC ALCOVES OF ULTRAVIOLET WIZARDS

TOWERS OF BONES, BLEACHED RAINBOW SHADES BY PUNGENT OILS, REACH TO THE STRANGE STARS UP ABOVE

ANCIENT GODS OF TELEVISION AND RADIO SLUMBER IN THE POLLUTED OCEANS, SHIMMERING WITH LIQUID SMOG

DIAMOND STRUCTURES PICK UP THE MYSTERIOUS WAVES FROM BEYOND, AND TRANSMIT THEM TO THE TELEVISION SCREENS, TO BE WATCHED BY THE MUTANT MASSES

DEMONS OF MELTED GLASS AND IRON SMOKE CRAWL FROM THE METAL FOUNDRIES AND SMITHING PITS

SHOWERS OF INFRARED TEA FLAVOR THE DIRT, MAKING THE WORMS INTO MASTERS OF EMPERORS OF THE GROUND

THE WOLVES HOWL SECRETS TO THE MOON NAMED MEDUSA

TOOTHY MAWS GAPE AT THE CACOPHONY OF COLORS IN THE SKY, SWALLOWING CREATURES CLUMSY ENOUGH TO FALL IN

A CITY OF SLUMS IS BUILT ON THE ALIEN CORPSE OF A LONG DEAD GOD, WHOSE BLOOD IS MADE OF HUMMINGBIRDS AND WHOSE SKIN IS MADE OF MARBLE

ALGEBRAIC SPHINXES HIDE IN THE HILLS, GOBBLING UP ANYBODY WHO CANNOT SOLVE THEIR EQUATIONS

THE MOON NAMED EURYALE WAS A GREAT BATTLEFIELD, BUT IS NOW BUT A BROKEN AND RUINED SHELL, CARVED BY LASER SWORD AND DEATH RAY

A SECTION OF FOREST WATCHES EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS. THE TREES ARE VERY VIOLENT AND ANGRY

BEARS WITH FURRY SKIN BUT FLESH OF METAL AND VEINS OF WIRES HUNT IN THE WILDERNESS, COVERED WITH RADIOACTIVE DUST LIKE SNOW

SOME OF THIS IS BUT A DREAM CONJURED BY STRANGE MACHINERY AND AWESOME DEVICES. OR IS NONE OF IT A DREAM?

THE WITCHES OF THE CITY RUINS STEAL THE MUTANTS’ CHILDREN FOR STEWS AND SPELLS, AND FOR SACRIFICES TO THEIR URBAN SPIRITS

INFO-MONKS HOARD WEBSITES AND PDFS THAT TELL OF TIME IMMEMORIAL, AND THEY SELL THEM TO THE MOST SPIRITUAL BIDDER

IRIDESCENT FLAMES BURN FOREVER IN THE LONG LOST MINES. PEOPLES’ HUSBANDS AND WIVES LIE CHARRED IN THERE

STRANGE ANGELS DESCEND FROM THE STARS AND PUNISH THOSE WHO DO NOT FOLLOW THEIR ESOTERIC LAWS

CYCLONES OF INK STAIN THE LAND, THE SKY, AND THE SEA DURING RAINY SEASONS

PARASITIC FLATWORMS HAVE BRED SERVITORS THAT THEY PUPPET LIKE BEASTS

MOLEMEN AND MORLOCKS HIDE IN THE VILE SEWERS AND SUBWAYS, FILLED WITH SHINY WRAPPERS AND BAGS, AND VENTURE OUT AT NIGHT TO FEED AND WATCH

TURBO-GHOULS, WITH LOWER BODIES OF WHEELS, WANDER THROUGH THE STINKING PIT STOPS

LASER TOWERS STAND, WITH BRICKS OF RAINBOW CLAY, DISINTEGRATING ANY WHO DRAW NEAR

ALIEN COLORS AND RADIATIONS MUTATE AND ANIMATE THE DEAD AND THE LIVING

PLATINUM CHAINS HOLD BACK A REBELLIOUS TITAN WHO GAVE FIRE TO THE FIRST OF MEN. HE IS FED UPON MY GIANT BEETLES, MAGGOTS, HYENA-MEN AND VULTURE-FOLK. THEY HAVE ERECTED A bRIGHT VILLAGE WHERE THEY SELL HIS POWERFUL ORGANS AND FLESH

TENTACLED BEINGS HAVE MADE LIBRARIES OF HOLOGRAPHIC BOOKS, LEFT TO ROT FOREVER UNDER THE BLACK SANDS