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(You can use any fantasy or sci Fi oc for this RP, mutants can be mythical creatures or u could be someone from a different planet observing the wasted planet. technology is in this roleplay but it’s greatly damaged and barely useable, most of the setting is apocalyptic primitive survival )
You all have lived a peaceful life for millions of years. The year is 2035. Although most have forgotten the year, month and even week day. Years prior the world was engulfed in shadows. The ecosystems became unbearable, all the technological advancements we made disintegrated within only a few years. Tainted sludge and poisonous radiation is all that’s left. The remaining animals from our prime days have corrupted. Most humans have been mutated as well. The remaining laboratories released millions of primitive animals all from different eras before humans were alive. You awaken around broken glass and giant test tubes. The only memories you have is when you were a toddler. Now u must survive a world filled with mythical monsters out of fairy tails, corrupted beasts, and ravenous primitive dinosaurs.
You all have lived a peaceful life for millions of years. The year is 2035. Although most have forgotten the year, month and even week day. Years prior the world was engulfed in shadows. The ecosystems became unbearable, all the technological advancements we made disintegrated within only a few years. Tainted sludge and poisonous radiation is all that’s left. The remaining animals from our prime days have corrupted. Most humans have been mutated as well. The remaining laboratories released millions of primitive animals all from different eras before humans were alive. You awaken around broken glass and giant test tubes. The only memories you have is when you were a toddler. Now u must survive a world filled with mythical monsters out of fairy tails, corrupted beasts, and ravenous primitive dinosaurs.
Magic is rare, but not unheard of. Mundane characters may or may not believe in it. Magical characters may form small and exclusive pockets for study, protection, etc.
Stone tools and fire
More combat than not. The setting may be at war, and the characters will likely get involved whether or not they seek it out.
Romance is desired but not required, and will balance evenly with other plot.
Details: Freeform, adjustable length posts, long-term RP partner preferred. Will be played with a small group of players.
Hello! 
This seems interesting! Could I possibly join with Silkin? He could be a mutant, since he would be a Satyr, usually. If not, I totally understand! 
This seems interesting! Could I possibly join with Silkin? He could be a mutant, since he would be a Satyr, usually. If not, I totally understand!
yes of course! we can start at anytime and all are welcome to join in 
This sounds fun to do. I may have a character or two suitable for ghis kind of RP
alrighty which oc did u have in mind?
(( also if you'r not receiving notifications from the forum you can click launch chat and it'll be like a live texting so that way you can immediately see when people reply to the role play))
Pick me Pick me ^^ I have a dragoness I can use
(ok! as long as your ok with her being like a mutant dragon or an alien race of dragony ppl, i love dragon oc's i have one too named phoenix! )
lmao a dragon named phoenix ... hahaha i love it! Well I will go with Ophi and she isn't from whatever the world we will be making together is... she is technically alien
Lol, I have a Phoenix
( alright that sounds all great! i'll start off and anyone who wishes to join can still join at anytime )
lunasa wanders around just outside of a large run down building, it's filled with broken technology and a large room she emerged from. as the wind blows her hair the scent of roses fallows behind her. her stomach growls loudly as a panic sets in wishing she had food available. the vines encasing her body pulse and the crystals glow almost as if there intertwined with her life.
)lunasa wanders around just outside of a large run down building, it's filled with broken technology and a large room she emerged from. as the wind blows her hair the scent of roses fallows behind her. her stomach growls loudly as a panic sets in wishing she had food available. the vines encasing her body pulse and the crystals glow almost as if there intertwined with her life.
Something wasn't right.
Did his legs feel different?
It was more than likely an odd thought when someone first woke in a room with absolutely no memories from their past, but it was concerning that they also couldn't tell the difference between his panicked and short breaths. The male inhaled deeply, slowly lifting a hand to his head in spite of his growing headache. His gaze drifted around what he could see. The ceiling was blank, yet there was something off about this situation. He couldn't quite put his finger on it.
With a huff, the bewildered male pushed himself upwards with the use of his elbows, his head whipping around in a semi-circle. The room was empty, surprisingly. He looked over the broken glass of the rather large glass on either side of the blank room, and he guessed it had something to do with an accident that he, thankfully, didn't have to see. Guessing that the glass was laying on the inside of his containment, an outside force had to of broken it, right?
He exhaled. The world seemed to spin and sway as he managed to rise into a standing position. Some sort of pain jolted up his legs and swirled down his spine, leaving him breathless for a moment. He sent a look towards his lower half, making sure that nothing was possibly broken or missing.
But his problem seemed much bigger than that.
A scream erupted throughout the room, and it startled the male when he realized it belonged to him. His shaky hand patted over his legs, or, rather, goat-like shanks that replaced where his human legs used to be. The ginger-colored fur was puffed and.. real. He stumbled back. How did this happen? Why did it happen? Why him, of all people? Well, 'people' was more than likely the wrong term. What was he, now that he had the same qualities of a goat? Was there someone who could explain this?
He inhaled and exhaled deeply, a vague memory of being told to do so when panicked coming to mind. Who had taught him that, again? His lack of knowledge was frightening, but he shook his head at the thought of being afraid of such a small thing. After a few minutes of struggling to walk, the male seemed to make his way through a door and down an almost never-ending hall with only a small limp. Progress, he told himself, you're making progress.
Reaching the end of the hall, he swung open the door and stepped inside- or.. outside, believably. He looked around, his eyes wide. That was simpler than he thought it would be. "Hello?" His voice was raspy and gruff, and even he winced at the sound of it. Oh, what a mess this was..
Did his legs feel different?
It was more than likely an odd thought when someone first woke in a room with absolutely no memories from their past, but it was concerning that they also couldn't tell the difference between his panicked and short breaths. The male inhaled deeply, slowly lifting a hand to his head in spite of his growing headache. His gaze drifted around what he could see. The ceiling was blank, yet there was something off about this situation. He couldn't quite put his finger on it.
With a huff, the bewildered male pushed himself upwards with the use of his elbows, his head whipping around in a semi-circle. The room was empty, surprisingly. He looked over the broken glass of the rather large glass on either side of the blank room, and he guessed it had something to do with an accident that he, thankfully, didn't have to see. Guessing that the glass was laying on the inside of his containment, an outside force had to of broken it, right?
He exhaled. The world seemed to spin and sway as he managed to rise into a standing position. Some sort of pain jolted up his legs and swirled down his spine, leaving him breathless for a moment. He sent a look towards his lower half, making sure that nothing was possibly broken or missing.
But his problem seemed much bigger than that.
A scream erupted throughout the room, and it startled the male when he realized it belonged to him. His shaky hand patted over his legs, or, rather, goat-like shanks that replaced where his human legs used to be. The ginger-colored fur was puffed and.. real. He stumbled back. How did this happen? Why did it happen? Why him, of all people? Well, 'people' was more than likely the wrong term. What was he, now that he had the same qualities of a goat? Was there someone who could explain this?
He inhaled and exhaled deeply, a vague memory of being told to do so when panicked coming to mind. Who had taught him that, again? His lack of knowledge was frightening, but he shook his head at the thought of being afraid of such a small thing. After a few minutes of struggling to walk, the male seemed to make his way through a door and down an almost never-ending hall with only a small limp. Progress, he told himself, you're making progress.
Reaching the end of the hall, he swung open the door and stepped inside- or.. outside, believably. He looked around, his eyes wide. That was simpler than he thought it would be. "Hello?" His voice was raspy and gruff, and even he winced at the sound of it. Oh, what a mess this was..
lunas turns around with a fast glance, the small crsytal shards glow on her vines as she walks closer to the boy, the wind blows the bright green grass of the wide open plains, it seems calm out hear? too calm.. lunasa crouches low to the ground slightly afraid of the new boy "i haven't seen any others emerge for a long while..." she says with a trembling whisper. "and i remember how that all went down.." she shutters from her flashbacks of the day she emerged from a watery enclosure, covered in wires and the vines she wears like clothes. she snaps back to reality quickly and peirs over the tall grass.
(can't we do this in a group chat or something? Here its going to be annoying to reply properly ... we can edit our mssgs if anyone types in too fast on a group)
(like a pm group? shall i make one i'd be happy to do so!)
((A group would be easier to reply to))
(no like a group under groups lol not a PM one... that is a bit messy unless we wait for the turns of everyone)
(oh... i'm sorry i really don't know how to create a group, do u mind making one for me or telling me how exactly? i've only done forum rps and pming.
oh wait i see were u ment! it was under a tool bar for me lol how emberrassing 
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would it be ok if I made a character for this? He would be a tech pirate. sort of. He would be really good at fixing things. So He would steal other people's little scraps and things and make them into something. He would also be good at using a pair of chakrams ( look them up basically razor frisbees) in order to steal his little trinkets. I'm thinking he will be a morpheuc , a creature of my own creation based on the Greek God morpheus. He would be winged and be able to enter others dreams. Could be like a mutant or something.
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