on an island off the coast, kneeling humanoid forms of dimpled fulgurite on the beaches triangulating its location.
2
atop a butte, traces of glowing pseudo-circuitry crawling across the stone.
3
in a new and wettened valley the craft carved out in its descent.
4
sinking into a bog, the animal wildlife of which is extinguishing itself in dancing hysteria.
5
in a desert created by the crashed alien craft's
impact, the dunes of particles of disintegrated matter already shifting
to cover the craft up.
6
in an evergreen forest, at the end of a lollipop-pattern impact zone of a line of toppled trees and outwards-flattened crater.
D6
This alien crash site has been found
1
by a paranoid fugitive who uses remotely-controlled drones to patrol the bounds of their booby-trapped territory.
2
by a news crew circling it in a helicopter, sure to put a weirdly political spin on the matter.
3
by a deep-state deep-cover agent who's in so deep he doesn't even consciously realize he's working for the government.
4
by a popular survivalist streamer currently broadcasting the discovery to their tens of thousands of viewers.
5
by a spells-and-crystals wiccan-type who's thinking up what sort of cult they can form around it.
6
by a bunch of guys who were camping out nearby for a bachelor party and are completely fucked up on psychedelics.
D6
The craft at this alien crash site
1
is a slatted vantablack arrowhead, a liminal otherspace of white pillars and white lights visible through the slats.
2
resembles layered pancakes - the higher the smaller -
of billowing silvery fabric, thrusting out with fraying corridors when
interaction with the outside world is needed.
3
is a tall pentagonal pyramid made out of pitted grey stone, which leaks a greasy nano-fluid from its pits.
4
is a seemingly-impossible spear of guttering green plasma that is solid to the touch.
5
is a smaragdine, shuddering quadrivalvoid with tendrils of oily ebony flesh reaching out to caress its exterior.
6
is an oblate spheroid of bismuth-esque, near-liquid
shifting metal, with a random protrusion of pipes apparently providing
both thrust to and entrance into the craft.
D6
The crew of the craft at this alien crash site
1
died soon after the craft crashed - they were more like
organs of the craft than independent organisms, and without its
holistic system they were unable to survive.
2
were already dead a while before the crash - slain by a techno-mimic that disguised itself as a key component of the craft.
3
have entered cryptobiosis to await rescue, whenever it
may come - they resemble pangolin-scaled pinecones with extruded limbs
and sensory-stalks resembling chewed bubblegum.
4
have largely survived, though injured and maimed, and
seek to hollow out humans to use as drones so that they can acquire the
materials they need to repair their craft and return to the stars -
without a corpse-drone as an intermediary they look like grasshoppers
covered in foam and bubble wrap instead of chitin, and with long, bent
arms facing forwards instead of hopping legs.
5
weren't actually in the craft, but were piloting it
remotely, via something similar to but not quite like hyper-geometric
holograms, quantum entanglement, etc. The crash rent their minds from
their distant bodies, creating a psychic & technologically-enabled
maelstrom centered on the crashed craft.
6
almost all died on impact - there is one survivor,
driven insane by contaminants in Earth's atmosphere, who's ranting in
their ultrasonic language and shooting a laser-rifle at anything that
moves. They look like a peeling, fleshy onion with bony jaws jutting out
one end, and asymmetrical thorny spines poking out for limbs.
D6
This alien crash site is contaminated
1
by pools of psycho-reactive ooze that spawn off manifestations of your fears when you get near them.
2
by scattered things like slivers of bone, which expand into impaling spikes when they detect nearby movement.
3
by Eugenic Council-approved reproductive spores, which
will cause organic being that inhale them to internally incubate clones
of the crew of the craft.
4
by heavy clouds of purpling miasma that soften and gouge holes into exposed flesh.
5
by a radioactive intelligence that glitches your tissues into growing teratomatic nodules under its control.
6
by fat parasitic worm-things that the aliens used to
refine organic compounds into fuel - be careful when excising the
things, because they can be quite explosive.
D6
If you get there fast, you might be able to loot from this alien crash site
1
a hypo-space cube, with six faces that can be depressed
to open a portal into an expanded sub-realm that's very useful for
storage.
2
a hyper-evolutionary serum which, when injected, induces rapid and universally beneficial mutations.
3
a symbiotic bud of nano-filaments that lets you not
only communicate with those you've connected to, but also draw out their
secrets and lies.
4
precious nodules of pure platinum.
5
a lump of meta-material that adjusts its physical properties according to the thoughts of the one holding it.
6
a "belt" that can be adjusted to buoy its wearer in just about any level of gravity.
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