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Years after a large war that engulfed the entire planet, the war so large that every nation fell to another in pure mercy to each others power. An all war of nuclear infatuation, almost sending every species of animal into extinction from the nuclear fallout of the bombs of each and every nation that fought for controlling of the worlds resources. Money, greed, power, each of the three sending each country mad with the mass riots of their citizens revolting against their corrupt governments, each nation set ablaze with all out anarchy of their own nation. Now unable to calm each riot that exploded into the streets, towns were soon destroyed, hostages held captive and new terrorist groups being formed. K.A.T.A was the main group that launched the world into nuclear war, threatening each country with their own nuke. The SATs bomb. A 10000 megaton nuclear ICBM middle that was completely mobile, packing enough explosives to wipe out a nation or critically wound it beyond repair. K.A.T.A was to sell the nuke to the highest bidder so they would own the nuke, and all the power in the world over resources, money, and sheer military expose. The one to buy the nuke was reluctantly China with its vast amounts of gold that it had claimed over the past few years due to the prices of gold in the northern Americas dropping drastically fast. With China at the helm of such a device, threats from other countries fled in for nuclear war, each country batting words at eachother over who would be crushed in order to survive. The killing blow of each and every nation was laid down when the first unknown bombing strike was laid down over almost each and every nation, dropping bombs on landmarks and governmental buildings, killing people within the blast range of each monument. the death count of the war increasing day by day, people now locked inside of their houses as the stream of bombs were dropped on each nation daily sending everyone into a state of fear. Little did they know that the actual culprit was K.A.T.A with their elaborate rouse with destroying each and every government that ever existed due to their plans to send the world back into anarchy. Upon the initial chain reaction that happened of the world going into conflict, each country sending nukes to be launched at each country without a thought of the repercussions. A few countries staying neutral with everything, and others resisting launching their barrage of missiles to other countries.
The initial shock of the vast amount of nuclear missiles hitting the earth changed the earths astrosphere, making it so the suns rays were blocked out causing the world to start to freeze over with a strange new kind of snow. The snow enriched with a strange substance that changed everything in the human course of life, mutating and changing the survivors, some dying from the mutation as it was too much stress for their bodies to handle and others being physically challenged by the abrupt changes. It was now a fight to survive. Food running thin as it was rare to find an unradiated or unspoiled article of food. Even water was almost made to be unable to drink due to its now high radiation content by the amount of nuclear radiation that was emmited by each and every nuke. Storms in the cities and the barren wastelands of irradiated land were harsh, so strong that the snow would tear flesh off of a human without any protection, the snowflakes turning into ice shards that were as strong as steel and as sharp as razorblades. The storms would only happen when a vast amount of energy was released from the snow, making the environment outside even more dangerous to trek if one was unprepared. Alone with that, a few animals that have survived had high fertility rates and have mutated as well, making it almost impossible to survive if one went out and got caught by a pack of razor wolves. Their bites being so cold that the touch would freeze the victims blood solid, killing them in an instant... The new role of survival was one that wasn't a nice shift as squads of K.A.T.As surviving members are in search for mutated subjects with a certain trait, killing off whoever didn't have it. They would be squads circling through the winding city daily as life slowly became the norm again, yet it was about survival. If one was to fight, it would be a fight to the death now since there is only one law, kill or be killed. Only using whatever humanity some still had left, a group of many fled to the subway, living down their in small colonies that would share with their own survivors.. Many have died from the cold down there, and few have even recalled seeing a strange being that takes people during the night if they haven't changed, never to be seen again. You are now living down in the subway with a group... Will you survive?.
Day:1
The casualties today are high as the bombs are still dropping. My family and I are still hiding in our basement with little supplies left due to our bad preparation. Today there wasn't a stop to the rumbles and screams outside that echoed into our small room with everything that was going on above with the bombs. Before everything happened today, I was at school in my English class, just about to do a presentation about symbolism in war. The phone rang during the beggining of my presentation and the teacher got up and answered the phone. We all saw his eyes glaze over when he heard on the other line, it was something, but we would've never have known what was going on. He began yelling at us."Everyone head home now, its too dangerous, your parents will be here I hope." There was a panic as all the alarms in the school were blaring, people rushing out of their classes, people falling onto the ground and being trampled on in the frantic pace of people, no one even caring for others as this was the last resort of survival. I ran all the way down the hall, pushing past the flurry of people that collided against me without even caring. I knew that this was life or death, so I pushed through the front door of the school. Running as fast as I could, not even looking back. The Sound of the bombs popping against the ground rung in my ears, each explosion deafening to me as I ran and ran, too scared to look back.
Day 15
It's day 15 since the initial attack. Today was odd from the others as the bombs seemed to stop... There was an eerie silence that hung in the air since we were down in our basement. It seemed as if it stopped, but we didn't take any chances of trying to go outside and check all what had happened. We stayed put down in the basement that day with almost no food left. We only had the scraps of a few small crumbs and a bottle of water that we shared in that disgusting room. It reeked of B.O and feces.. Our dog, Chico was down there with us today since we /had/ so take him with us... It was a bad choice. The poor dog ate through almost all of our food in one night while we were sleeping. I ought to wring its neck for that, but my sister insisted that he was a life worth sparing since I would become as bad as the terrorists... Pfft, big hairy deal if I killed it, it deserved to die. The dog didn't even deserve to be down there with us. For all of what everyone else knew, the dog could've killed us right then and there... I had a plan of what to do tonight... I was going to take the dog upstairs and lock it out of our little bomb shelter..
Day 15 Night
During the night today, I was awoken by a massive sound that shocked me awake. Almost as if the earth itself was erupting from a explosion. My father yelled at us to get down onto the ground right then and there .. I ougt of been outside that day. I ought of died from what had happened. A calamity. A nuclear explosion in the state over. I could see it from the surface, I could feel the rumbling of the ground from the intense initial shockwave... This was the beggining of the end of the world. I swear I could hear the screams of everyone in the other country. I could feel their flesh burning off of their bodies. I could feel their very
Day 36
Shit has hit the fan, everyone is dying. So many guns and its so cold. My papy, my mom. What have I done, why didn't I save them, just why.....(unleggible script)
Day X
Hey... I lost count of the days since.... well yeah. I'm out in the city and its still cold as hell. The lanes are covered in snow and the air is hard to breath.. I've started to notice some changes in my body... I don't know what's happening but it is... My hands... They are made out of ice... They feel so cold and I can barely feel them anymore, I don't know if I can even move them... I've came to adapt to the fact that they won't move so I'm writing this down with my mouth... I have to adapt to this change, this new life, this new world. How much has... I saw someone outside... They were pure whit and caked with snow.. That air, how can he breathe? How is he still alive out there? The air isn't stable for human life... I tried.. My friend tried... He's not alive anymore, just face first in that odd blue snow on the ground... I don't know anymore..
End of prelude
This rp is like a mutant kind of rp where everyone who survived the bombings started to mutate, adapting to the natural environment that they were thrown into to survive. Everything that happens in this rp is based on your decision and your characters decisions as they might find their untimely demise somewhere off in this new made world of ice and snow. The setting is in a downtown district of some kind of city that is half destroyed at the moment and only a few thousand people are still alive, fighting for their survival due to lack of food and warmth. The people who have adapted have an erratic mutation that changes part of their body to ice that can help withstand the cold for a period of time depending on how much of the persons body that price of ice takes up.
There are other mutations that have occurred during the fall of the winter spell. (as people now call this war as it brought the world to a new ice age.) People gaining powers of extraordinary proportions that have changed them for the greater good of survival or for the worse. You'll encounter these people during parts of the story, choose wisely as the choice you make with them will kill you as not all characters are to what they seem to be. People will betray you if its needed for their survival and they will stab you in the back at one point or another as this will be a meta-realistic kind of rp to be exact. But there can be magic like abilities with all the mutations that have happened to people to cause certain things to happen but there are limits and there are others with natural magical abilities. People with the magical abilities are ones that were altered with biomechanical augmentations that changed their natural abilities by adding other things to their capabilities by the use of nano-bots and there are others that are born with a natural connection to man's that was heightened with the new encounter with this new mysterious snow. The snow raising their magical abilities from being below average and to barely being able to do anything to having enough power to kick their powers all the way to that of a dangerous level and with the mix of the new mutations floating around, some of their abilities have changed from being normal abilities to something of a monsters.
When there is interest in this rp, I will put the story core into everything and the plotline. Also on one last point, I'd like it if people would pm me if they are interested.
The initial shock of the vast amount of nuclear missiles hitting the earth changed the earths astrosphere, making it so the suns rays were blocked out causing the world to start to freeze over with a strange new kind of snow. The snow enriched with a strange substance that changed everything in the human course of life, mutating and changing the survivors, some dying from the mutation as it was too much stress for their bodies to handle and others being physically challenged by the abrupt changes. It was now a fight to survive. Food running thin as it was rare to find an unradiated or unspoiled article of food. Even water was almost made to be unable to drink due to its now high radiation content by the amount of nuclear radiation that was emmited by each and every nuke. Storms in the cities and the barren wastelands of irradiated land were harsh, so strong that the snow would tear flesh off of a human without any protection, the snowflakes turning into ice shards that were as strong as steel and as sharp as razorblades. The storms would only happen when a vast amount of energy was released from the snow, making the environment outside even more dangerous to trek if one was unprepared. Alone with that, a few animals that have survived had high fertility rates and have mutated as well, making it almost impossible to survive if one went out and got caught by a pack of razor wolves. Their bites being so cold that the touch would freeze the victims blood solid, killing them in an instant... The new role of survival was one that wasn't a nice shift as squads of K.A.T.As surviving members are in search for mutated subjects with a certain trait, killing off whoever didn't have it. They would be squads circling through the winding city daily as life slowly became the norm again, yet it was about survival. If one was to fight, it would be a fight to the death now since there is only one law, kill or be killed. Only using whatever humanity some still had left, a group of many fled to the subway, living down their in small colonies that would share with their own survivors.. Many have died from the cold down there, and few have even recalled seeing a strange being that takes people during the night if they haven't changed, never to be seen again. You are now living down in the subway with a group... Will you survive?.
Day:1
The casualties today are high as the bombs are still dropping. My family and I are still hiding in our basement with little supplies left due to our bad preparation. Today there wasn't a stop to the rumbles and screams outside that echoed into our small room with everything that was going on above with the bombs. Before everything happened today, I was at school in my English class, just about to do a presentation about symbolism in war. The phone rang during the beggining of my presentation and the teacher got up and answered the phone. We all saw his eyes glaze over when he heard on the other line, it was something, but we would've never have known what was going on. He began yelling at us."Everyone head home now, its too dangerous, your parents will be here I hope." There was a panic as all the alarms in the school were blaring, people rushing out of their classes, people falling onto the ground and being trampled on in the frantic pace of people, no one even caring for others as this was the last resort of survival. I ran all the way down the hall, pushing past the flurry of people that collided against me without even caring. I knew that this was life or death, so I pushed through the front door of the school. Running as fast as I could, not even looking back. The Sound of the bombs popping against the ground rung in my ears, each explosion deafening to me as I ran and ran, too scared to look back.
Day 15
It's day 15 since the initial attack. Today was odd from the others as the bombs seemed to stop... There was an eerie silence that hung in the air since we were down in our basement. It seemed as if it stopped, but we didn't take any chances of trying to go outside and check all what had happened. We stayed put down in the basement that day with almost no food left. We only had the scraps of a few small crumbs and a bottle of water that we shared in that disgusting room. It reeked of B.O and feces.. Our dog, Chico was down there with us today since we /had/ so take him with us... It was a bad choice. The poor dog ate through almost all of our food in one night while we were sleeping. I ought to wring its neck for that, but my sister insisted that he was a life worth sparing since I would become as bad as the terrorists... Pfft, big hairy deal if I killed it, it deserved to die. The dog didn't even deserve to be down there with us. For all of what everyone else knew, the dog could've killed us right then and there... I had a plan of what to do tonight... I was going to take the dog upstairs and lock it out of our little bomb shelter..
Day 15 Night
During the night today, I was awoken by a massive sound that shocked me awake. Almost as if the earth itself was erupting from a explosion. My father yelled at us to get down onto the ground right then and there .. I ougt of been outside that day. I ought of died from what had happened. A calamity. A nuclear explosion in the state over. I could see it from the surface, I could feel the rumbling of the ground from the intense initial shockwave... This was the beggining of the end of the world. I swear I could hear the screams of everyone in the other country. I could feel their flesh burning off of their bodies. I could feel their very
Day 36
Shit has hit the fan, everyone is dying. So many guns and its so cold. My papy, my mom. What have I done, why didn't I save them, just why.....(unleggible script)
Day X
Hey... I lost count of the days since.... well yeah. I'm out in the city and its still cold as hell. The lanes are covered in snow and the air is hard to breath.. I've started to notice some changes in my body... I don't know what's happening but it is... My hands... They are made out of ice... They feel so cold and I can barely feel them anymore, I don't know if I can even move them... I've came to adapt to the fact that they won't move so I'm writing this down with my mouth... I have to adapt to this change, this new life, this new world. How much has... I saw someone outside... They were pure whit and caked with snow.. That air, how can he breathe? How is he still alive out there? The air isn't stable for human life... I tried.. My friend tried... He's not alive anymore, just face first in that odd blue snow on the ground... I don't know anymore..
End of prelude
This rp is like a mutant kind of rp where everyone who survived the bombings started to mutate, adapting to the natural environment that they were thrown into to survive. Everything that happens in this rp is based on your decision and your characters decisions as they might find their untimely demise somewhere off in this new made world of ice and snow. The setting is in a downtown district of some kind of city that is half destroyed at the moment and only a few thousand people are still alive, fighting for their survival due to lack of food and warmth. The people who have adapted have an erratic mutation that changes part of their body to ice that can help withstand the cold for a period of time depending on how much of the persons body that price of ice takes up.
There are other mutations that have occurred during the fall of the winter spell. (as people now call this war as it brought the world to a new ice age.) People gaining powers of extraordinary proportions that have changed them for the greater good of survival or for the worse. You'll encounter these people during parts of the story, choose wisely as the choice you make with them will kill you as not all characters are to what they seem to be. People will betray you if its needed for their survival and they will stab you in the back at one point or another as this will be a meta-realistic kind of rp to be exact. But there can be magic like abilities with all the mutations that have happened to people to cause certain things to happen but there are limits and there are others with natural magical abilities. People with the magical abilities are ones that were altered with biomechanical augmentations that changed their natural abilities by adding other things to their capabilities by the use of nano-bots and there are others that are born with a natural connection to man's that was heightened with the new encounter with this new mysterious snow. The snow raising their magical abilities from being below average and to barely being able to do anything to having enough power to kick their powers all the way to that of a dangerous level and with the mix of the new mutations floating around, some of their abilities have changed from being normal abilities to something of a monsters.
When there is interest in this rp, I will put the story core into everything and the plotline. Also on one last point, I'd like it if people would pm me if they are interested.
Magic is fairly common. Players and NPCs important to the tale may have it. Mistborn.
Further future, perhaps visit mars or upload your brain
Wartime/soldier RPs. Combat is a given and will likely be graphic, but there's the potential for non-combat "in the trenches" scenes. World War 2, Vietnam, etc.
Well, seeing that this rp is never going to start(most likely cause I wrote way too much in the first place) I think I shall take this guy down.
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