| The Immune: A Zombie Apocalypse RPG |
[16 Nov 2011|10:54am] |
October 2018. It's five years after the pandemic began. The infected have taken over the world. They roam the streets like they belong there, clustering in the few places that humans still frequent. Electricity for the masses is a near-lost memory and now the only places that hold electricity are "safe havens" like shelters or churches. There are no more new cars or cushy apartments… right now every day is like a fight for survival.
There are small pockets of resistance; miniscule armies of folks called Immune, a government group put together of people who have been bitten but show no effects whatsoever of the virus. After an Immune has been discovered, they're involuntarily recruited to work for the government regardless of what their prior lot in life was, killing infected and supplying the non-Immune with food and things to get through day to day life.
New York was once known as one of the greatest cities in the United States. Now it's nothing more than a shadow of its former self; a strong shadow, however, that boasts of some of the most secure safehouses in the country. Here is where the greatest number of Immune reside. Here is the place where a new civilization is being born, but will it be the beginning of a new dawn?
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[16 Nov 2011|03:06pm] |
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The Death Weapon Meister Academy
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In the scorching desert of Nevada lies a city in which a academy is located called the Death Weapon Meister Academy for students who are talented enough to have the ability to take care of corrupted souls called Kishin. Their mission is to make themselves powerful and for the Meisters to make their weapons into Death Scythes for Death's own personal use.
The city is dark and gloomy in appearance, a pile of various identical-looking buildings with white walls and red roofs in the middle of the deserts of Nevada, with the buildings resembling those of European origin from the 1800's. However, seeing the city from within it, it is actually a rather lively city rich in atmosphere and culture.
The cobbled streets are long and winding and often maze-like, with lots of stairs, twists and turns. Right at the top of the 'pile' of buildings is the Death Weapon Meister Academy. A single long highway leads out of the city. Its appearance also seems to resemble the settings seen in Tim Burton and David Lynch films. Unlike the real world, The Sun and The Moon that appear over the city (and in the rest of the world in fact) have faces and can usually be seen grinning or chuckling. Overall, it is a strange-looking city.
The businesses in Death City tend to have supernatural themes and where a lot of people make their homes.
This game is a panfandom that is located in Nevada, it's a city/school game based on the anime Soul Eater but it does not follow the story! We welcome all fandoms. |
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| Oh Marvelous: A Marvel Universe Game |
[16 Nov 2011|06:35pm] |
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[16 Nov 2011|08:23pm] |
| Dystopia Rising |
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"Torchwood:
Outside the Government.
Beyond the Police.
Tracking down Alien life on Earth
Arming the Human Race against the future
The 21st century is when everything changes.
You've got to be ready."
"Have you ever thought something was off about your world? Stars going out? Alien invasion on a daily to weekly basis? Seeing things you can't possibly explain? Well then you've come to the right place.
Welcome to Torchwood!
Torchwood prides itself on saving the universe-one person at a time! Were an institute, a training base, and hopefully a family. You may start on the bottom of the ranks but it doesn't take much to rise to the top! We're currently proud to declare that our entire organization is under new management thanks to our new esteemed leader Rose Tyler."
Enter Cardiff. A small city just on the outskirts of Wales, population of merly 500 people. Small, unassuming, harmless. Until now. A scientist, under the payroll of the Torchwood Institute, had been experimenting with Dimensional Travel. A way to cross other worlds without the use of the TARDIS or Dimension Cannon, something that was kept secret from nearly all its employee's.
At first? All the tests failed. The walls of the universe stayed sealed.
"People fall out of the world sometimes but they always leave traces.
Little things we can't quite account for.
Faces in photographs.
Luggage.
Half-eaten meals.
Rings.
Nothing is ever forgotten, not completely.
And if something can be remembered
it can come back."
It started harmless enough. A small crack in the skins of the universe. Barley interesting enough to study, really. Tests continued to no avail and everyones impatience. Until the 'small crack' reached the rift that ran right through Cardiff.
It would have been a simple fix, in all honesty. Except for one problem. When the Crack came into contact with the Rift, it herald a very interesting effect. Opening first one doorway, then another, it started a Domino effect. The walls of the universe, every universe, grew weak and crumbled. With no barrier to keep them from bleeding into each other, and no way to close either the Rift or the tear, people begin to appear from all over space and time.
Torchwood did what it could on what knowledge it had, but even the small team could only do so much. So they did the next best thing. They set up safe havens for the misplaced. Some they could send back, others would be trapped with no way back.
What will you do in a new world?
Dystopia Rising is a Torchwood panfandom Roleplay
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