Life sucks.
When the advancements of technology took over, nobody expected the sudden influx of homelessness to sweep over the city. Thousands were thrown from their homes, left to rot in the streets. Diseases started sweeping the warrens and, to put it frankly, a lot of people died.
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What a terrible night for a hunt.
There is a nip in the air, not like the chills of winters past. The wind stinks, like the smell of rotten meat wafting through a butcher's abandoned shop. You can't remember why you came to this horrid excuse of a city, but it's clear that it was a mistake...
Boredom was quickly sinking in.
You couldn't remember how many days it had been since you left land, and even the memory itself seems a bit fuzzy around the edges. However, you do catch some indirect chatter from the crew above your abode. Today is the planned day to dock at the The Guild's...
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“Ever since I was a child, there were stories.
Epic tales of man versus beast, and the very elements of the Earth brought forth as terrible manifestations to do battle. I lost most of my family to these stories. I know very well what that profession will yield and yet, something draws me to...
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You can feel the electricity in the air as the countdown begins. Your crew-mates are close by, watching through the enameled windows.
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The tension is unbearable as the populous of the space station look onward to the stars.
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The year is 2240. Humanity, as we know it, is on the brink of extinction.
Quite the statement, isn’t it? What could have unfolded so unfortunately? How could we have gone so wrong? The answer is exactly what you think it is. Humanity did what it does best, and destroyed itself. War and...
From the confines of ceremonial stone you find yourself in a barren, dusty husk of a graveyard, littered with gravestones. The drab grey wasteland seems to stretch outwards, covering the landscape with a quiet, ashen blanket. You know very well that you're not supposed to be here, but it seems...
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The times of Armageddon are upon us, as the world rescinds into its never-ending woe. The eternal struggle between the burning land of fire and the shivering cold of darkness play their cards in this inevitable battle, to send the world back to blackness or to prolong its pitiful fire just a...
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The elders of your village speak long tales of a time long past, where metal chariots would carry people for miles upon miles and robots would keep houses clean and free of pests. They say that one day the leaders of this inspiring world grew tired of the others, and wished to wipe the slate...
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The times of Armageddon are upon us, as the world rescinds into its never-ending woe. The eternal struggle between the burning land of fire and the shivering cold of darkness play their cards in this inevitable battle, to send the world back to blackness or to prolong its pitiful fire just a...
Alright so there's this dude who still hangs around in the old discords my friends used to use. In every, I mean every single rp he would whine and bitch about us not letting him play his fursona until the gm finally got tired of his shit and either kicked him out of the group or just let him...