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Edited by bagelbro123: 9/29/2015 9:38:36 PM
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Horizon, a post apocalyptic open-world RP

INTRODUCTION: Lets begin.... If I were to go far in depth of the lore, me, and you, would be here all night. The expenses of our fall still exist. It begins with an AI being appointed to a position of power. The Mayor of UN city. they commissioned a project, to attempt to break the trans-dimensional wall. It worked. A strange race of creatures called the Night ran through, terrorizing the city. The AI asked for the codes to the nukes, to destroy the corruption at its heart. 'Course, why would it go smoothly. It launched them off at hundreds of cities and towns, damming them all to hell. It went on to mutate the Night. Making them more powerful. Well, then came this one doofus... Tried to enslave the Night. Make them into powerful cyborgs that would be programmed to work for him. They rebelled. They became hyper-intelligent and the war only became more intense. Well the war is over now. And we have to take care of each other. At least, thats what some of us think. CREATING YOUR CHARACTER: Click the character creation link at the bottom of the page, quote my post, and then fill out the slots. Simple. [u]RULES[/u] -Exactly what the code of conduct says. None of that shit -no instakilling -no taking things from other types of media and inserting them into THIS RP. The least you can do would be to change the name of said item -if you want to cross-RP, you MUST ask me first. -no character jacking [u]LOCATIONS[/u] -The Tribelands- An enormous mountain range in Eastern post apocalyptic America. Different factions are scattered among the region, fighting for one of two things- dominance, and survival. [this will be a birthplace for people who want to make tiny/medium sized factions such as group of survivors IN this mountain range] -Moretti- A city destroyed by itself. The subject of pure anarchy. Beware this shit stain upon the universe. -Unity- The last city, some call it. It protected us during the war. Its great dome hovering over us.... The New Republic currently runs the city. And they make sure the walls of Unity never die. [city] -UN city- It WAS the base of the Night... Before we completely decimated them. Its currently the stage where the apocalypse began. Silent. Dormant. A ruin on the horizon. In its depths, hundreds of secrets and new technology may still lay there today. [ruin] All we need is someone brave enough to go dumpster diving. -Dominion- Some call it the sunken city. Probably because it is literally fallen. Streets collapsed into sandy dunes, buildings leaning against one another, practically the subject of an underground nuclear holocaust. One wrong step, and down you fall into the sightless cracks and pits that scatter the city. -New Pavalen- The Matriarchy's new home. Soon, it will extend even the size of Unity. Hopefully the government has peaceful intentions. [Pretty sure males are not allowed here... legally anyway. city] -Freehold- The castle on the cliff. It has a series of complex and wide-range tunnels digging beneath it. It currently serves as an outpost to the Night Remnants. -Crimson Port- Located on a narrow island in the gulf, Crimson Port is the new headquarters of the Red Baron. It already has constructed excellent defenses, but the numbers and population of Red Baron are still low. -Dawn- Way to the east, its the city on the water. Held up by multiple bridges, no one has even attempted to contact it since the apocalypse. Perhaps there are more survivors there. [off limits for now, going to involve it in a plot] [u]RACES[/u] -Human- We have spent our time fighting off the Night. They came, trying to kill US, and we shoved a 12 gauge up their ass and blew em to bits in return. We are our own heroes. Because we have to be. We are no different than our ancestors a couple thousand years ago. -Night Remnant- A few of these despicable creatures managed to escape our hefty blow. Most of them are dead, and very few remain. At least, thats what we think. -Animal- Come on, you dont need me to tell you what animals exist. -Matriarch Refugee- Born in a different universe, this race was an all-female society, they were destroyed. A few million escaped... We showed mercy. One of our trans-dimensional expeditions showed mercy and let them into our peaceful society. [u]FACTIONS[/u] -New Republic- When the Night attacked, and the bombs dropped, we were the ones who rose from the fire. From the ashes. From the death. But things are always going to get worse before they get better. We heard one word when we recovered from the disaster. Rise. -New Matriarchy- the all-female race and faction. They have bases set up all over Reshei. They are not from this world though. They come from a foreign land. Refugees of their kingdoms death. -Red Baron- The terrorist force stationed at Freehold. They have bigger guns, better armor, better everything. Well, except numbers. -The Night Remnants- The last of the enemy. They sent us into this dreadful apocalypse. Started a war. And we finished it. They are one of our final enemies. [u]MAP[/u] http://i.imgur.com/3GPvgEA.jpg [u]CHARACTER CREATOR[/u] https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/154932024/0/0 [u]LORE PAGE[/u] https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/154940503/0/0 [u]GROUP[/u] Unitys Finest IMPORTANT! YOU MUST JOIN THE GROUP IN ORDER TO USE THE LINKS BESIDES THE MAP [u]BOUNTY PAGE[/u] https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/156714460/0/0 TIPS -Putting (open) or (closed) can help a lot to determine if the post is intractable. NOTICE Its ArcLINE... not ArcLIGHT. lol

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  • Edited by Python824: 9/21/2015 10:48:06 PM
    [spoiler]Character intro....[/spoiler] Tommy stands with his rifle, at the security checkpoint for a political convention. He stands there, thinking to himself. [i]This is the most boring boring job ever.[/i] [i]It's still cash in my pocket.[/i] [i]True.[/i] He starts remembering back when he was a gangster..... "Yo, where my money at?" Martinez holds a gun up to him, finger on the trigger, a snarl on his face. Tommy steps up to him. "I said I don't have it yet. I'll pay you back later." Martinez shoves the gun against his head. "Listen, I know about a job that you can do instead of getting me my money. In fact, it would give us both a pretty large piece of dough." "I'm listening." "We're gonna hit a bank." "Sounds simple." "Not that kinda bank. This bank has guys with rifle and shit standing outside all the time, man." "What's the plan?" "You and this otha dawg gonna blow up the vault, while me and this guy are gonna keep the hostages down." "Cool. Let's go." He grabs his rifle off the table and walks to the car. .......................................................................... Tommy watches as his childhood friend, Martinez falls to a cop. He stands, from cover, hollaring and spraying his rifle everywhere. He hits a gas tank on a police car and it explodes, killing four cops and the rest of his team, they were already in custody. Tommy takes off towards the getaway car, a bag of cash on his back, rifle across his chest. He dives into the driver's seat, bullets wizzing around him. He starts the car and stomps the gas pedal, driving off. .......................................................................... He eventually drives in the city and the first thing he does is change his name..... An alarm goes off and it snaps him back into reality. He pulls his rifle up and aims in the direction, a young man no older than 15 stood there with his hands up. "On the ground, now!" The kid lays on the ground, stomach towards the ground. He searches the kid finding nothing but his belt metal belt buckle. "Alright. Go on through." Soon, an explosion goes off and he sent through the window. Tommy aims in the direction, his rifle primed and clean. The senator runs by him with a team of security members. As they pass him he pats them on the back. Turning to the car to get out of the area, he looks back, seeing the young man he searched not 30 minutes before, on the ground, dead, missing an arm and practically in half. Tommy runs over and closes the eyes of the kid, speaking under his breath. "I'm sorry, kid. This is my fault." He runs to the escape vehicle and drives off with his team......

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