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"They say the world was reborn on the day that the tyrannical Ocean God, Atlaias, was slain. As the great Deity fell, his massive corporeal form liquefied entirely, flooding the planet three times over. Whole civilizations were wiped out, thousands of species were submerged. The only thing left was the Eternal Ocean and a few thousand survivors from the race of men. They escaped certain extinction through the use of half-constructed sky barges that were being built to act as ports in the fight against the colossal Ocean God. Miraculously, the Humans had survived Atlaias' final act of wrath. But now they faced an even bigger challenge, surviving the Eternal Ocean." 
~ Archivist Cagen, The Tome of Rebirth

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Welcome to the Interest Check for Ocean Horizon! This is an original roleplay that focuses on the surviving people of Humanity, who for the past two-thousand years, have been forced to live and survive upon an ocean spanning the entire planet. Whilst the Eternal Ocean poses many problems for the survivors, through the ingenuity of an Immortal Archivist and the discovery of Light Crystals, Humanity has managed to forge a new way of life for themselves using Sky Ships as the main form of transport.

This roleplay will follow the adventures and exploits of a group who call themselves the rogue members of the Humanity, Sky Pirates. You will play the part of crew members of one of the most notorious Pirate Crews to ever soar above the Eternal Ocean: The Shardseekers. You will face off against many enemies, the most notable of which is The World Navy, be able to hunt down incredible monsters of the ocean and, most importantly, test your mettle against the many other factions of Sky Pirates.

So what are you waiting for? Sign your name down below and let's take to the skies!

Interaction: @jaybreezy
Timestamp: 30mins since Aura Park attack

"He's been fuckin' what?!" Apollo yelled into the phone, meanwhile aggressively switching lanes to swerve through San Marzano's bustling evening traffic. He remained silent whilst listening to the voice on the end of the line explain exactly what had happened to Gary at Aura Park only half-an-hour earlier. The voice was that of a Gary's driver, who had stayed in the car whilst Gary and that oaf of a Gorilla, Marcel, were supposedly going to talk with BJ the Goat. Turns out BJ had other ideas and decided to torch both Gary and Marcel as well as the heavies they'd rolled up with. "So why the fuck did it take you so long to call me?!" He yelled again. The driver quickly explained that the cops had arrived not long after BJ's attack and attempted to detain him before he gave them the slip. 'At least he managed not to get caught. If that's the case though, BJ will be after him if he knows he's alive.'

"Alright, call it in. Tell everyone to get the fuck to the Grotto, we're bunking down until we can contact Jimmy on the inside. I'm calling a Church Meeting for midday tomorrow." Apollo slammed the phone into the center console and accelerated, skipping a red and barely missed being sideswiped by a passing truck. The Wolf merely flipped off the other driver who had blared his horn at the reckless move. "That fuckin' Goat!"

The Grotto

As he pulled into his designated parking bay outside of the Razor's HQ, Apollo noticed the unmistakable mask of Jay the Fox; the gang's notorious, pot-smoking, hot-headed Driver. He'd only been a Razor for a few years but Jay had quickly proven his worth and earn't himself a lot of respect within the ranks. Apollo had kept a close eye on him from the start, being one of the very few who could see him for the manipulator he really was. It takes one to know one after all. Despite that, however, Apollo acknowledged the kid. He saw him as a kid even though he himself was only a few years older than Jay. The Fox was still relatively green in comparison of time served though, so Apollo felt himself superior anyways.

"Yo, Jay!" He called, climbing out of his car. "Shut that shit down!" He began, pointing towards the club, meaning to get everyone out except for Razor members. "We're closing up for the night, Gary's been dusted by the Bombers." He had already walked over to where Jay was parked by now and was pulling out a small capsule of white powder from his pocket; a sample of the new gear he'd picked up earlier. He unscrewed the small, black lid and reached into the mouth of his mask in order snort the entire contents of the vial. Once he'd done so, Apollo swiftly discarded it into one of the many dumpsters that lined the alley in which Jay had parked. "I'll meet you inside." He said.

As the Negotiator for Razors, it was Apollo's job to handle relations between them and the other gangs, most notably The Bombers. And whilst the two gangs had never really been on good terms, it was his job to ensure that things didn't escalate into a full-blown war. War between the two organizations would tear up the city. Innocents would be caught in the crossfire, not that he really cared much, but the police would. And they'd come down on both The Razors and The Bombers hard if they were given a reason to. But this situation was messy, BJ was a top Assassin for the biker gang. The go-to guy for when you wanted someone ab-so-lute-ly dead. And that meant someone in The Bombers put a hit out against Gary, one of the founding members. Apollo had never liked the bastard but that didn't matter. Jimmy loved him like a brother. 'Shit! Jimmy's gonna be so pissed.'

The Wolf walked back over to his car, wrenching the door open before jumping in the driver's seat and slamming the door closed behind him. He picked up the built-in phone from the center console and leaned over to open to glove box compartment. Within it was his little black book. He retrieved it and began thumbing through the pages, placing the phone receiver on his lap. He kept turning pages until he came across the name he was looking for: Rodriguez. The man that could send an urgent message to Jimmy but only for absolute emergencies. He'd only ever called this guy once before and he would have preferred never to call him again. Whenever Jimmy received a message via Rodriguez and not through the normal visitation hours, he'd be pissed. Mostly because he was stuck inside and unable to lead whatever the situation was directly. Apollo expected some heat to blow-back from this phone call. Picking up the receiver, he dialed the number and waited. It rang out exactly six times before anyone answered.

"Speak." Came the voice, gruff and angry.

"Church has been called for midday tomorrow. Gary's been hit. It was the Goat."

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