commission for @criticalhit64

robins (a hack of songbirds 3e) by snow
robins is a d20 based dungeon-crawler focused on exploring a post-apocalyptic city plagued by the dreams of the dead god Albion. robins are psychics attuned to the Last Frequency, a space outside of space made of technicolor sound and deafening color. defeat wayward projections, close the dream dungeons, and kiss pretty people and then... maybe the dream can die, little bird.
releasing soon...
so you've got the basic pitch above. I also have the gifts/curses handled
for those unaware, there isn't really a "class" system in songbirds 3e. there's no upgrade tree nor neatly segmented spellcaster/melee/support trinary. instead, songbirds has something more similar to the thought cabinet of Disco Elysium or the perks system in Fallout New Vegas - short mechanical changes and benefits that significantly alter the way your character relates to the world!
wintersbloom: a flower that grows in the shared dream of the last giant, said to grant the user knowledge of the giants-tongue. a robin formed from the arcane and wyrd. use giantstongue and speak raw force unto the world
scrapjacket: a bug that feeds on ambient psychic energy in dreams. a robin formed from shortcuts and bypasses. use hacks gathered in albums to make some magic happen
twistbone: a root to be pushed under your tongue; the vivacity of life penetrating your body and erupting as twin horns in your skull. a robin formed from the love of life and death. wield your love for life as fuel for movement and death.
greenhome: a fungus-grass that grows in the rotting brain of the last giant in the center of the city. a robin formed from decay natural and urbane. the personification of decay is your sometimes lover (with a bad sense of boundaries)
anti-song: not a drug, but an almost supernatural feeling of un-belonging – a literal break from reality. a robin formed from rage and despair. fracture reality to disappear and reappear with a broken edge
holyholy: a drug, but also an intense feeling of belonging and sexual awakening. a robin formed of minds and bodies made one. a network of lovers buttresses your mind and body
hatchback: not a drug, but the physical experience of being hit by a car from another world and arriving in the city. a robin formed from steel and trauma. take on another body to be called when in need
selfsame: a drug made from the dried soul of one’s own body. a robin formed from self-love and self-loathing. summon a violent protector made from you
deadman: not a drug, but the term for people who went beyond the edge of the city and into the unknown. a robin formed from desperation and curiosity. an elaborate suit contains your rotting reality
thorium-9: arguably a drug, but also an element forged in the heart of the city's nuclear reactor– you witnessed its explosion and took a piece of it with you. a robin with a wish. imbibe the fracture to rewrite reality once
so I've been working on this game for a little over two months... I think I've missed the songbirds jam? whoops lol.
I'm working next on filling out the traveling table! which will be fun!
enjoy my Lasers and Feelings hack where you grow increasingly frustrated trying to get into a co-op game of Titanfall 2.
All players roll 1d4+1. This is your Number.
You are allowed one roll every 10 minutes.
If you roll above your Number you are in the match but nobody else is.
If you roll below your Number everyone but you is in the match.
If you roll exactly your Number, roll again; if you roll your Number one more time everyone is in the match. You win. Otherwise, everyone seems to be in but then the server disconnects.