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The year is 2155. While most technology has been upgraded and new devices have been invented; the architecture has remained somewhat similar to the previous century.
For the past 45 years, various members of NATO have funded (and improved over the years) a Special Divisions Unit simply titled "The Alliance"; a large diverse group of agents, mercenaries, soldiers, and anyone willing to defend their countries all across the world. The original cause of the forming of this unit had been because of terrorist attacks in various nations, though bombings and massacres were nothing compared to this new threat.
Ever since 2140, newborns have been developing superhuman powers. What seemed very minor and "The Beginning of an Age of Superheroes" escalated quickly. By 2150, most of these children, groups varying from 40 to 80, would attack their families and cause havoc in their neighborhoods.
This surely wasn't the beginning of heroes, but a prologue of villainy.
. . .
July 4th, 2155
Tokyo, Japan
What seemed like an average day turned into pure hell. A swirl of blue light appeared in the center of a popular street, attracting the attention of many tourists and locals. A hole slowly grew in the middle of the swirl, opening up a portal to another location. The various whispers and mumbles within the crowd as they quietly watched the portal were interrupted when a group of about 30 teenagers ran through. The millennials didn't stop by the sight of a crowd but only pushed past and hurt the crowd.
Many of the teens flew into the air, showcasing their abilities, only to showcase a long ray of flames upon the tourists, or throwing the people around like dolls. Flames ignited everywhere, explosions burst every few minutes. Screaming could be heard from miles end.
30 minutes past, and nearly half the population was brutally killed.
An hour; the majority.
Two hours; the entirety.
. . .
August 18th, 2155
Miami, Florida
You, along with many others, have gathered for the annual Alliance recruitment ceremony. Upon entry, you have been told to head to the changing rooms, and that if you do not have any fancy clothing, there are spares in all sizes prepared.
...
And that's where the roleplay begins. You are a normal human being who starts in a fancy party that doesn't end too well, and then it gets more action packed from there.
This is from a five part (ten part sooner or later) series of mine called The Alliance that I would be very excited to roleplay out, so I can flesh out characters, their arcs, accidentally find a plot hole and fix it, and way more.
I would be pumped to roleplay this, so if you're interested, make sure to post below. I don't have that high of standards when it comes to posts (my old place wasn't strict but I always tried to stay detailed anyway; which detailed there is casual here).
For the past 45 years, various members of NATO have funded (and improved over the years) a Special Divisions Unit simply titled "The Alliance"; a large diverse group of agents, mercenaries, soldiers, and anyone willing to defend their countries all across the world. The original cause of the forming of this unit had been because of terrorist attacks in various nations, though bombings and massacres were nothing compared to this new threat.
Ever since 2140, newborns have been developing superhuman powers. What seemed very minor and "The Beginning of an Age of Superheroes" escalated quickly. By 2150, most of these children, groups varying from 40 to 80, would attack their families and cause havoc in their neighborhoods.
This surely wasn't the beginning of heroes, but a prologue of villainy.
. . .
July 4th, 2155
Tokyo, Japan
What seemed like an average day turned into pure hell. A swirl of blue light appeared in the center of a popular street, attracting the attention of many tourists and locals. A hole slowly grew in the middle of the swirl, opening up a portal to another location. The various whispers and mumbles within the crowd as they quietly watched the portal were interrupted when a group of about 30 teenagers ran through. The millennials didn't stop by the sight of a crowd but only pushed past and hurt the crowd.
Many of the teens flew into the air, showcasing their abilities, only to showcase a long ray of flames upon the tourists, or throwing the people around like dolls. Flames ignited everywhere, explosions burst every few minutes. Screaming could be heard from miles end.
30 minutes past, and nearly half the population was brutally killed.
An hour; the majority.
Two hours; the entirety.
. . .
August 18th, 2155
Miami, Florida
You, along with many others, have gathered for the annual Alliance recruitment ceremony. Upon entry, you have been told to head to the changing rooms, and that if you do not have any fancy clothing, there are spares in all sizes prepared.
...
And that's where the roleplay begins. You are a normal human being who starts in a fancy party that doesn't end too well, and then it gets more action packed from there.
This is from a five part (ten part sooner or later) series of mine called The Alliance that I would be very excited to roleplay out, so I can flesh out characters, their arcs, accidentally find a plot hole and fix it, and way more.
I would be pumped to roleplay this, so if you're interested, make sure to post below. I don't have that high of standards when it comes to posts (my old place wasn't strict but I always tried to stay detailed anyway; which detailed there is casual here).
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