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Gutter fiends... The world is an evil and unforgiving place; steal and survive, or die. We are better than this. We are skilled. We are more than peasants waiting to die. There are a few chosen by some unseen entity, some god or some fate, to escape this slum. There are a few chosen to be more. The question is if they have the courage to break the mold, to go against the flow. People are trapped in the slums, going on day to day, accepting the fact that this is the way life is... Few indeed will throw off the bonds of acceptance and be different...Be free... There is one such anomaly. One man that has the power to change his fate, to break tradition. This... Yes, this is where we will start out story... [Scene 1: Another Nameless Street] I am a talented engineer, I spend my time scrounging up parts to make robots. Sure, people say they are useless... but not for long. I just need the right parts and I can escape this place on the shoulders of my creations! I know the systems, I see the connections. I can build my own escape... Why doesn't anyone else SEE THIS!!! Eric mumbles to himself has he walks along another nameless street, completely oblivious to the happening around him. The smell of rot and the moans of the helpless have long since faded into the background of this murky symphony that is Alora. Yes, Alora, the last great outpost of humanity. The place where we can all make a new and wonderful life in the unending expanse of space. Yeah right, dont believe everything you read in cyberspace, Alora is a wreck. But, so is the rest of humanity... Eric laghed out loud at that one. What a joke... Wack! the rusted end of a steel pipe slapped Eric across the chin, nearly causing his head to twist just enough to make him collapse. Amateur, he thought. this wasn't his first mugging. "Ow! What the hell man! You think I have something worth anything?! Seriously!? Look at me! Look at all of us!" The would be burglar halted, taken aback by his prey. Eric glanced around. Few people bothered to look up, muggings were common enough. In these parts it was better to keep your head down than to draw their attention. The cruel ran the slums... They ran the whole damn planet really, but those were a different class of cruel. "Why do you waste your time with us!" Eric yelled wildly at his would be assailant, looking around, trying to meet some ones eyes, anyone's eyes. See it just so happened that this one time Eric really did have something of value, something that might get him out of these slums, off of this planet. "WE. DON"T. HAVE. ANYTHING!" Eric's face turned red from anger and fear. "Take your pipe to the upper districts, leave us to search the trash heaps for bread..." Eric shoved past the thief and walked forward, a slump in his shoulders... What will you do? Were you across the street haggling over a protein paste hot dog? Perhaps you were on the other corner trying to sell hypers to some drug addled fool. Maybe, just maybe you were the thief. You need to eat too, and it just so happens you have the muscle to strong arm your way into a crumb or too. This world is not for the feint of heart, you know this better than anybody. But there is something different about this one, he strikes a chord with you. Is he someone else who wants to break the chains holding them down? Or just another slave that is just trying to make them more comfortable...
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Gutter fiends... The world is an evil and unforgiving place; steal and survive, or die. We are better than this. We are skilled. We are more than peasants waiting to die. There are a few chosen by some unseen entity, some god or some fate, to escape this slum. There are a few chosen to be more. The question is if they have the courage to break the mold, to go against the flow. People are trapped in the slums, going on day to day, accepting the fact that this is the way life is... Few indeed will throw off the bonds of acceptance and be different...Be free... This is the seed of our world. Feel free to create and improvise. There is no map, no lexicon. There is only us, the writers. Create. I am GM and as such if I feel that your post is breaking any standard RP rules or doesn't fit the story I will ask you to fix it or I will remove it. No harm no foul, simple rules. I will put up a simplistic character template in the character tab. You do not have to post a sheet and get accepted. That thread is for established characters and is meant as a log of sorts to add to as you develop your character in IC.. Let us begin!
Took a little longer than expected, Dive in! Behold! A Brave New World?
Gutter fiends... The world is an evil and unforgiving place; steal and survive, or die. We are better than this. We are skilled. We are more than peasants waiting to die. I am a talented engineer, I spend my time scrounging up parts to make robots. Sure, people say they are useless... but not for long. I just need the right parts and I can escape this place on the shoulders of my creations... you...?
OK, I would like at least one more. Pick: Sci Fi or Fantasy.
Hey guys I just wanted to see if anyone had a few hours and wanted to do a rapid RP. I am most interested in sci fi or fantasy, but honestly just looking for a few people who have some time and want to have fun.
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