Tales of Survival (the rp) is based on a digital survival board game of the same name that I've been working on for over a year. The game and rp are set place in a world torn apart by the actions of the previous human civilization. Because of this, most of the world has become uninhabitable aside from the country of Novus Anima "The New World". Life has managed to survive here, though much of it different from the life you know today. Lycans live to the east, crystals spread through the world like a disease, and dragons along their lords were once used to unite the human cities of the northern half of the country.
Our story today doesn't follow the lives of Dragon Lords and heroes. It isn't about people trying to prevent the world from falling into chaos, or keeping mankind from making the same mistakes as they did in the past that led them here. Our story follows the lives of a few souls just trying to survive the situations they find themselves in.
- Select a character (or create your own)
- Select a scenario (depending on interest multiple of these could be going on at once)
- Complete playthrough (live or die within the time provided)
- Play again! (different character, different crew this time?)
There's a couple things I want to see with this Interest Check...
1) Check if anyone's interested in the rp
2) If you are interested, would you prefer this to be a more free play RP where you write whatever you want, or tabletop based where dice rolls and game rules affect what you and others can do?
I'll go in more detail over scenarios, characters, rules, etc if people are interested.
Safe to say this is dead, however I did enjoy your guys' writing so if you're interested, perhaps sometime you guys can have little stories that could be found in one of my games n_n
Sorry partially my bad too. The post after yours was still in the club during the night rather then in the morning as far as I can tell.
I think that was partially my fault. I made an EARLY morning post and @cthulu's post could have easily been much like that. The early morning that is still dark out. It's okay!
Well if that's the way you want to play it. My last post put me in a position where I can't really go anywhere until a daylight post.
I'll back out now if that's where you want to go.
That's...not what I meant. I thought everyone else had just backed out the rp since it went quiet. I already made a daytime post to force the next day to start. No one besides cthulu posted after.
EDIT: You know I would never try to push you out an RP Papa. I created this mainly to see Chance Jr again. I enjoyed your writing in the past and missed it.
Hey sorry I've been quiet, literally worked 14 hours yesterday between two jobs. Whenever I'm not working a day job I'm likely working on my business or attending to some life matters. I try to be here when I can but I haven't been able to give you guys the guidance you needed to post more content and I apologize for that.
Lights flicker on a small space craft as it scans the ruins of a large vessel. Two people drift from the small craft to the larger one and enter through a tear in the hull. "Do you think we'll find anything?" One of them said to the other. "If I didn't, we wouldn't be looking would we?"
The first person shook their head, "Yeah I suppose. Sorry, haven't been sleeping well lately." They both continued pulling themselves forward, drifting through the hollow ship. "I don't blame you. When everything and everyone you know suddenly cease to exist, I find it hard to sleep too."
There was an eery silence. Any possible sound lost in the vacuum of space. The one taking lead, a white man in his fourties with a balding head, looked at a device on his wrist, "Nothing picking up on my scanner so far. This ship might be a bust after all." They grabbed the frame of a doorway one after another and thrusted themselves forward into the next room. "Wait I'm picking something up on my scanner." The woman behind him said. She was of Asian decent with short black hair that without the restriction of the helmet, would curl around her head at an angle towards her chin. "What is it, some supplies? We could use some fuel right now." The woman shook her head, "No. It's not that it's..." The man looked back, "What is it?"
She looked up, the light inside her helmet showing her look of shock and disbelief across her face. "It's life." Then a look of terror spread across her face, "LOOK OUT!" The man threw his arms up forward out of instinct but the moment he turned his attention forward something pierced through the visor of his helmet. He grabbed onto the object and kicked his feet forward. Standing in an upright position being held in space by the object holding his helm and the lack of gravity. He took deep breaths, sweat pouring down his face. "I'm okay, whatever pierced my visor must be blocking the hole." His lights were out from the damage, he made careful attempts to smack the helmet just enough to try and get the lights to return without pushing forward into whatever object was mere centimeters from his face.
"Come on, come on, damn you. Work!" As he shouted and gave one last hit, the lights cut on revealing what was protruding into his helmet. "Is that...stone?" The stalactite-like stone began to flicker and glow a bright orange. "Crystal?!" He exclaimed in horror, as soon as he did the crystal pushed forward in a jolt and went through his mouth and out the back of his helmet. The woman screamed, "AGGGHHHHH!!!!" She turned and made a desperate attempt to get back to their ship. Bouncing across walls pushing herself forward. She felts pains all across her. that's when she realized something decorating the ships interior. Little shards of crystal. They hadn't noticed before because it was inactive and blended in with the metal. Now it was bright and alive. In her attempt to escape she had doomed herself. Little cuts were throughout her suit. Oxygen levels were depleting, and a burning and draining sensation spread throughout her body. Through her arms, up her stomach, she clenched at her chest. Her heart was racing, pounding, it felt like her heart was going to explode!
The ship lights flickered. The hole of the vessel reflecting back the light as it cut on and off. Then slowly, only seen between the flashes of light, a suit drifted. It's limbs limp. She and her partner had joined the trillions dead. Another body in space.
Will be pushing the rp forward to the next day on Wednesday. You have until then to post.
EDIT: "Long live the Chief..."
Just heard that song the other day on the show Luke Cage. Cotton Mouth (the main villain so far) reminded me of Chance Jr. so funny to see you use that song. Decent post. If you and @cthulu are planning on co-posting you should let me know.
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