In the distant past they called this place France, a country known for romance and vast open scenery, now a smoldering metropolis stretching nearly a thousand miles in diameter. Its streets bustled with commerce, "the planet's trading district" they called it. Aliens of all kinds now roamed the city's crowded streets, a world away from what it once was. Most of us considered innerspecies relations progress, a great leap forward for the open-mindedness of the human race, but as always there are those who disagree.
In the last week there were over a dozen embassy bombings planetwide, humans trying to send some sort of message, but those who had made earth their home weren't going to leave it without a fight.
Fantasy/Scifi war anyone? Nothing set in stone, any ideas please let me know.
Name:
Appearance/race:
Age:
Brief history(optional):
Traits: ( at least three traits, even if they dont come up in the story. Character building :) )
Name: Jonathon Armstrong (jon)
Appearance: Tall, slender build, with shaggy brown hair past his ears. Wears thin-rimmed glasses, a fine white dress shirt, black throusers, and shiny black dress shoes.
Age: 22
Traits: Frail for his size, smart, somewhat wimpy, and "fancies the company of men."
In the last week there were over a dozen embassy bombings planetwide, humans trying to send some sort of message, but those who had made earth their home weren't going to leave it without a fight.
Fantasy/Scifi war anyone? Nothing set in stone, any ideas please let me know.
Name:
Appearance/race:
Age:
Brief history(optional):
Traits: ( at least three traits, even if they dont come up in the story. Character building :) )
Name: Jonathon Armstrong (jon)
Appearance: Tall, slender build, with shaggy brown hair past his ears. Wears thin-rimmed glasses, a fine white dress shirt, black throusers, and shiny black dress shoes.
Age: 22
Traits: Frail for his size, smart, somewhat wimpy, and "fancies the company of men."