Long ago, the world was whole, prosperous. Humankind flourished in a golden age of peace and many new things were created. We grew bigger, smarter. We reached to the stars. We created enormous systems of supercomputers, eventually creating artificial intelligences.
Then came the Convulsion.
In an instant, the entire world, no, the universe, was shattered into pieces. Rifts began to open into other words, creatures of shadow and fear crashing through the crumbling walls of order. Finally, the rifts opened to the final safeguard and crashed through the Firmaments of reality, letting pure chaos seep into the universe we knew. Now the human are fragmented, our once-great civilization brought to its knees. 900 years after the Convulsion, we have regressed into a second dark age, where swords and bows reign once again, with militant artifacts like guns spattered through them. If you remember only one thing I tell you, remember this. If you come across a rift in space that speaks and sings, do not listen. Never listen to the song of the Void.
So essentially, this is a RP in which humanity has regressed to a state equivalent to the dark ages, swords, axes, bows, the whole shebang. Scattered across the world are remnants of humanity as we knew it, such as computers, phones and guns. Your job is simply to survive in the hostile world, where extradimensional creatures soar through sporadically open rifts. Who knows, there might even be something on the other side of that void.
CS:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance (Picture if possible):
Preferred weapon:
Profession (If applicable):
Etc.:
Rules:
No godmodding or metagaming.
Use basic grammar and punctuation skills. C'mon, people, it's not that hard.
Try to keep your posts at least a few sentences long.
Swearing is allowed, for the most part, but definitely censor the harsher swears.
(More most likely coming)
Then came the Convulsion.
In an instant, the entire world, no, the universe, was shattered into pieces. Rifts began to open into other words, creatures of shadow and fear crashing through the crumbling walls of order. Finally, the rifts opened to the final safeguard and crashed through the Firmaments of reality, letting pure chaos seep into the universe we knew. Now the human are fragmented, our once-great civilization brought to its knees. 900 years after the Convulsion, we have regressed into a second dark age, where swords and bows reign once again, with militant artifacts like guns spattered through them. If you remember only one thing I tell you, remember this. If you come across a rift in space that speaks and sings, do not listen. Never listen to the song of the Void.
So essentially, this is a RP in which humanity has regressed to a state equivalent to the dark ages, swords, axes, bows, the whole shebang. Scattered across the world are remnants of humanity as we knew it, such as computers, phones and guns. Your job is simply to survive in the hostile world, where extradimensional creatures soar through sporadically open rifts. Who knows, there might even be something on the other side of that void.
CS:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance (Picture if possible):
Preferred weapon:
Profession (If applicable):
Etc.:
Rules:
No godmodding or metagaming.
Use basic grammar and punctuation skills. C'mon, people, it's not that hard.
Try to keep your posts at least a few sentences long.
Swearing is allowed, for the most part, but definitely censor the harsher swears.
(More most likely coming)
