Here's What to Call Your City of Necromancers

"Bonedisium." It is farcical, naturally.

Addendum

Come to think of it, does Beowulf actually take place in a super-advanced civilization with domed cities, and Grendel has nano-machines to make him stronger and more resilient against having his arm torn off? Probably, right?

Habitational Musings

I bet dragons would love domed cities. Real comfy-like. Is that a thing in Shadowrun?

Genre Family Sizes

We all know fantasy families are too small because it's a pain to come up with names for a bunch of siblings, cousins, etc., but surely science fiction should be dominated by the only child or single sibling absent cloning, right? Look at contemporary fertility. But wait! If you're writing about future people, they must have had future parents and so on down the line, which is to say, they'll belong to cultures which keep those birthrates up. Again, cloning excluded.

Fantasy Dangers

Watch out, fellas! "Wizened" might not mean what you think it does! Don't use it as a compliment! If you did know, that's just rude, but you may have been justified in saying it. I won't pretend to know the circumstances.

The Awful Potence of Humors

No matter how many times the mage-captain looked over the interior, it was undoubtedly a restaurant. Tables and chairs in front, an immaculate kitchen in the back, an office to the side, and everything just as laid out in the memoirs of a successful owner.
"That's wonderful, Mr. Karsask. I'm completely satisfied that you have reformed. To think the last time I came here, it was a lair of foul necromancy."
"Oh, I could never live in a place like that now, sir. I must have been suffering from insanity back then. But to make sure, you had better check the dishes." Karsask snapped his fingers and forthwith the staff brought out a modest three courses for inspection.
"I suppose I should . . ."
Karsask watched the mage-captain eat from over the man's shoulder. It wouldn't do for the inspector to see the terrible smile of the inventive sorcerer. He had abandoned blood magic, it was true, but only because he had discovered a new power, easier to replenish: Bile magic. Already the mage-captain's insides were producing energy being gathered by arcane contraptions below. Had he only realized, he might have said something about it to his superiors in passing, and though there was no law against bile magic, they would blab about it, and then competitors would start up, and what a hassle and squandered opportunity the whole thing would be.
Finis

Animal Comparisons

When you think about it, humans are mice to giants' rats. But then what are hobbits? More littler mice? Meeces? We have to figure out who the good guys are by Redwall rules.

Weapon Parity

Want to add dignity and fame to the humble spear? Start spelling it "spwear." Now people will have to dwell on it, really think about it.

Tip for Getting Story Ideas

Keep a notebook by your bed so that when you dream, you can drool onto the notebook and then turn the marks into a monster for your next story. Or an alien who doesn't know what love is, genre depending.

Addender

On a related note, wizards are always getting hacked because they think they're smart, whereas clerics know they aren't and keep to divine security procedures.