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[Jun. 16th, 2011|03:09 pm] |
OPENS APRIL 29TH
PREMISE RULES SUPERNATURALS CAST HOLDS
WANTED APPLICATION
Two days ago this was an empty lot, an abandoned field near the edge of town. Then the trucks rolled in, big semis huffing clouds of noxious fumes, and able-bodied men jumped out to set stakes in the ground, run string to mark off areas. The townspeople whispered excitedly as the posters and flyers arrived around town, posted on telephone poles and bulletin boards, stacks of them on the counters in shops.
The Dark Carnival was in town.
The tents aren't the gay red and white stripes of the carnivals of yesteryear; these are black and gray, burgundy and purple, dark jewel tones lit from within by lanterns and candles and blacklights. Torches burn at the entrance and a sign warns all who enter that they are lost. The Ferris Wheel is a hulking beast against the sky; carnies walk among the crowd dressed in leather jackets embroidered like a skeleton's infrastructure, weaving expertly between the marks. Barkers call to passersby, luring them in for the sights and sounds. Canvas banners ripple in the wind, which carries with it the scent of food cooking, the hot smell of machinery and oil.
There are cries of laughter and delighted squeals coming from the funhouse, the freak tent, the thrill rides. People walk out of the psychic's tent looking a little uneasy, laughing it off as hokum even as their skin crawls. And some of those shrieks from the funhouse... well, they sound a little too sincere, don't they?
This is the Dark Carnival. |
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| Ganymede Academy |
[Jun. 16th, 2011|09:31 pm] |
Do you dream of traveling the stars? Giant robots? Epic battles? Relationships forged in the heat of said battles? How about a RPG that masterfully fuses plot and character development? If you answered yes, then it's time for you to apply to Ganymede Academy!
The production of fully functional mecha units began in 2165, but with this advancement in technology came envy and discord. For 13 years, the Earth was scarred by a terrible war. In the aftermath, the UN decided that mechs were simply too dangerous to be used without restriction. They decreed that the units would be removed from Earth - only brought down for UN-sanctioned missions - to prevent another tragedy, and that they would oversee the education of a new generation of pilots who would use mechs to preserve the peace. So it was that Ganymede Station was built.
The year is 2211, several generations of pilots have graduated through Ganymede Academy, and the planet has enjoyed many years of peace. But with the colonies talking of independence from Earth, how much longer can it last?
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