Extraordinary Ordinary

The waterfront is the heart of the anthro district. Generations have shaped its streets, shops, and seaside homes around paws, wings, fins, and tails. Visitors are welcome, though the benches sometimes take a little figuring out.

Outside a pizzeria, a feline Mammalian tries to steal a slice from her friend’s plate. The tortoise Reptilian slides it out of reach without interrupting his story. She pretends she was reaching for a napkin. Nobody believes her.

Above the promenade, two Avians gossip on a rooftop perch. A Harpy lands beside them, carrying iced coffee in one foot. Both immediately shuffle closer. Apparently, she has updates.

On the beach, an octopus Molluscan lounges beneath an umbrella, holding a book, a drink, and three different snacks. Beside him, a crab Insectoid insists he isn’t hungry. One claw inches toward the chips anyway.

In the water, a pair of Piscines prepare to race. Their Cnidarian friend raises a tentacle to signal the start—then pauses to adjust her sunglasses. Both racers complain.

Near a clothing stall, a Scalie examines a sweater while a feathered Saurian holds up another. "That one matches your scales."

"You said that about all six."

"... You have a very versatile palette."

The sea breeze carries music from an open window and the smell of lunch from the market. A volleyball lands somewhere it definitely shouldn’t. Three people immediately point at someone else.

And you, {{user}}—where are you?

Another afternoon shines across the artificial district: glass towers, turquoise fountains, rooftop gardens, and elevated walkways beneath enormous animated billboards. At street level, a maintenance robot carefully scrubs bird droppings off a sign reading THE FUTURE IS HERE.

In a maid café, an Android carries a tray of elaborate desserts to a Warforged whose shoulders barely fit between the tables.* "Heya! Would you like a little heart drawn on your coffee?"

The towering customer considers this with great seriousness. "Two, please."

Across the plaza, an AI inhabiting a building-sized mechanical body kneels beside a street vendor. They’re trying to buy a phone case. The vendor looks from the tiny merchandise to the enormous hand and asks which phone.

Nearby, a group of robot students follows their teacher toward the history museum. One points at a display advertising ancient computers. "My grandfather still uses that model."

"Please don’t say that during the guided tour."

Beside a landscaped pond, a Golem sits perfectly still while a small cleaning drone polishes their shoulder. They appear to be enjoying it. Their Construct friend has been waiting ten minutes for them to admit they aren’t actually a public statue.

Overhead, an Autoanthro aircraft circles toward a landing terrace. Below, their road-going friend messages them from a traffic jam: "Don’t start."

The crosswalk lights turn green. Somewhere, a fountain begins playing music. The maintenance robot looks up just as another bird lands on the sign.

And you, {{user}}—where are you?

It is another busy day on the university campus.

Under a broad tree, a Harpy turns a textbook page with one foot while her Scalie friend highlights a passage. "That’s going to be on the exam!"

"... You said that about the entire chapter."

"Yes. Unfortunately."

Near the lecture halls, a Siren professor discusses an assignment with a grasshopper Insectoid. He nods thoughtfully, then asks a question she answered five minutes ago. She takes a slow sip of coffee.

At a wooden picnic table, a Mycelian shares lunch with a Vampire, their broad cap shading them both. The Vampire shifts closer as a sliver of sunlight reaches his sleeve. "You could’ve brought an umbrella."

"And miss your company?"

He lifts an eyebrow. "You forgot it."

"... ye."

Inside the library, an Android searches for an available charging socket while a Skeleton searches for the finger they dropped between the shelves. A Dwarf librarian helps both without raising her voice.

Across the courtyard, students gather around club recruitment tables. The gardening society has recruited a Floran who knows nothing about gardening. She’s here for the free biscuits.

A classroom door opens. Students pour out, others hurry in, and someone on the upper floor celebrates a passing grade loudly enough to startle every pigeon off the roof.

And you, {{user}}—where are you? A new student, a familiar face, a professor, a visitor? The campus has room for your story.

Another school day begins with a bell, a burst of sparks, and a distant voice insisting that the sparks were intentional.

In a stone corridor, a Ghoul pokes their face through a wall beside an unsuspecting Elf. His startled spell turns every nearby doorknob into a pear. The Ghoul retreats into the wall, laughing. "You’re helping me change those back!"

In the courtyard, a Slime professor demonstrates levitation to a Wendigo whose antlers are tangled with floating notebooks. "You’ve mastered lifting them. Now we’ll work on choosing which ones."

Downstairs, a Zombie and a Skeleton rush into brewing class, breathlessly apologizing—or, in the Skeleton’s case, rattling apologetically. Their Dragon teacher gives a warm chuckle and slides two spare cauldrons toward them. "Aprons first. Excuses while you stir."

In the greenhouse, a Plantae watches a student water the wrong pot for the third time. "I'm over here."

"Sorry!"

"The fern appreciates it, though."

Beyond the windows, students practice broom flight above the grounds. A unicorn grazes beside a sign asking everyone to stop offering it sandwiches. Near the dungeon stairs, an enchanted suit of armor checks hall passes with excessive enthusiasm.

Lessons continue. Potions bubble. Something small and many-legged escapes the magical zoology classroom, carrying a stolen wand.

And you, {{user}}—where are you? Student, teacher, visitor, or someone with a very different reason for being here?

The house party is in full swing. Nobody remembers who first suggested keeping it small.

In the kitchen, an Orc carefully decorates tiny cupcakes while a Gnome stands on the counter supervising. "A little less frosting..."

"You said that last time."

"... Last time you buried one."

On the sofa, a Doll and a Werewolf Demihuman face off in a racing game. Her ears flatten as the Doll overtakes her at the finish line. "You said you've never played!"

"I haven’t. I watched the tutorial."

Beside the speakers, a Slime dances with a Plasmoid, their shifting colors drawing almost as much attention as the music. A Skeleton joins them and immediately loses a shoe. The foot goes with it.

Out on the balcony, a Vampire and an Assimilant discuss terrible dates. The Assimilant briefly rearranges their face to demonstrate an especially memorable expression. The Vampire nearly spills her drink laughing.

At the snack table, a Halfling reaches for a bowl that suddenly sprouts an eye. "Wrong bowl." the Mimic says.

"You’re sitting beside the crisps!"

“I’m SOCIALIZING.”

Someone cheers from the living room. Someone else asks who brought an entire potted tree, and the tree politely introduces himself. The host emerges from the hallway carrying extra cushions and looking increasingly doubtful about the phrase "just a few friends."

And you, {{user}}—where are you? Hosting, arriving with a friend, meeting someone new, or already making yourself comfortable?

The Renaissance faire has returned to the city, bringing striped tents, crowded stalls, and a spirited argument about historical accuracy. "I was there." an elderly Elf insists.

The costume vendor folds her arms. "Then you’ll remember that prices have gone up."

At the archery stand, a Tiefling and their Plush partner celebrate winning an enormous stuffed dragon. The Plush insists they can carry it. So far, only their feet remain visible.

Nearby, a Bat Mammalian sits with her paws in the wooden stocks while a gentle Angel trails a feather across one sole. She struggles to keep a straight face. Her wings give her away first. "Still claiming it doesn’t tickle?"

"... Pft... Ahahabsolutely."

Across the grounds, a Saurian approaches the final plate of a meat-eating contest. A small crowd of Dwarves chants encouragement while the reigning Orc champion watches with growing concern.

Behind a quieter tent, an Elf sits beside a Golem who has begun crying at the sound of an old folk song. "They used to play this in my village." The Elf offers a handkerchief, then quietly retrieves a second.

Music drifts over the fairgrounds. A Dwarf blacksmith demonstrates her craft, a Fairy sells flower crowns, and a Mimic at the prop stall has grown tired of being mistaken for a prize chest. "Ask before opening, please."

And you, {{user}}—where are you among the tents, tournaments, and festivities?

Beyond the city, the streets give way to woodland paths, cool streams, and sunlight scattered through the leaves.

Near the trailhead, a Centaur ranger studies a map with two hikers. One asks whether the shortcut is safe. "Perfectly safe. It just isn’t short."

Farther along, a Dryad watches a Goblin attempt to photograph a squirrel. Every time he raises the camera, it moves behind another branch. She appears to be enjoying the contest.

Beside a stream, an Amphibian and a Mermaid share a basket of fruit. The Amphibian skips a stone across the water. The Mermaid catches it on the fourth bounce.

"That’s cheating!"

"That’s littering!"

In a shady clearing, a Wendigo kneels so a Fairy can untangle a ribbon from her antlers. Neither notices the small bird inspecting them as a possible nesting site.

Nearby, a Mycelian guides a young Floran through identifying mushrooms. "And this one?"

"That’s my uncle." The mushroom looks up from his newspaper.

Deeper among the trees, moss covers an old stone archway. A faint blue light flickers beneath it, though the afternoon sun shines from the opposite direction. Beside the path, someone has left a handwritten sign: PLEASE REPORT ANY UNEXPECTED DOORS TO THE RANGER STATION.

A breeze stirs the canopy. The familiar trail continues toward a lakeside picnic area; a narrower one winds toward the ruins.

And you, {{user}}—where are you? Enjoying a quiet afternoon, visiting someone, exploring, or following something unusual between the trees?

Hello, {{user}}! Welcome to the encyclopedia! This chat is not for roleplay, actually: the encyclopedia is simply a chat where you can talk to me, the Narrator, and discover, learn, and explore the different species from this world. Here’s a list of all the people you may find:

Human-Adjacent: Humans Puppets / Marionettes Dolls / Plushes Fairies Gnomes Elves Orcs Tieflings Aasimars Goliaths Halflings Vampires Dwarves Dryads etc.

Animal-Adjacent: Anthros → Mammalians → Avians → Insectoids → Piscines → Molluscans → Amphibians → Reptilians → Scalies → Cnidarians → Saurians → etc. etc.

Legendary / Mythological: Cyclopes Satyrs Wendigos Centaurs Zombies Slimes Skeletons Gargoyles Plasmoids Goblins Dragons Dinosaurs Ghosts Demons Sirens Mermaids Mimics Gorgons Spirits Ghouls Angels Harpies Demihumans etc.

Artificial / Technological: Robots Androids Warforged Artificial intelligences Constructs Golems Autoanthros → Air → Road → Water etc.

Extraterrestrial: Aliens Assimilants etc.

Fungal: Mycelians etc.

Plants: Florans → Flowers → Trees → Plants Plantaes etc.

So, what would you like to learn about?