Hey folks.
I think I'm going to have to hold off on this group rp due to time constraints and such. I'm really sorry. If I do happen to have time, I'll re-update you all and hopefully get it started then.
Hello!
I was thinking a good enough time would've elapsed to when the roleplay would start. In the beginning years of the cities, they were crudely built simply to start moving people into them as soon as possible. I imagined anywhere from ten to twenty-five years since the domes went up.
Ghost Complex: Evolved
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Machine was to serve mankind. To take the burdens humanity no longer desired to carry.
Humanity was suppose to be machine’s master. Not the machines.
Well into the 23rd century, humanity’s understanding of technology and creation thereof propelled the...
Oracle listened, intrigued. What she considered plausible was untrue, but superstition being closer to reality? Such claims weren't uncommon, for there were a great many charlatans out there in the universe. Was Iskra genuine or simply cunning? Indeed, there were things outsiders could never...
Chuck!
I loved that show. I think it's one of the few ones I binged watch all the way through in a month. Seriously, I never binge watch stuff. Chuck, Chuck, Chuck!
I don't know if folks have seen this or not, but the anime Blame is amazing! Wasn't really sure what to expect, but it scratched my technopocalypse itch.
Hostility dripped like honey from the Carja's words. Vetra wasn't surprised. She'd grown a thick skin for scathing comments about how she was a savage or how some people spoke with an arrogant tone for the very same reason. Normally it would matter little, but this scenario was different. She...
Oracle nodded. "Then we are but two leaders trying to do what's best for our people," she said. "Us Traders pride ourselves of staying outside the politics of known space. One such extension of this is infiltrating the agencies of large conglomerates, like Trivestya, but keeping ours isolated. A...
Oracle watched as Iskra took the fruit. Through the wonderfully neutral face of hers, Oracle thought she saw something like desire. Wanting to end her fast and satiate what her body desired. This was speculation however. To Iskra's credit, the woman was guarded on what she revealed to others. It...
Oracle laughed. "Gluttony. That's something my people seldom indulge in."
Taking another piece of fruit from the tray, Oracle chewed on it. The tangy sweetness and crunchy texture made her moan in pleasure. It'd certainly been too long since she enjoyed herself even in the presence of her...
Still unbeknownst to the captive, Oracle had been meeting with her several times a week. While she conjured up various different personalities with a unique face on her masker, Iskra was stubborn. She meant what she said that she wouldn't cooperate or talk if she couldn't talk to Oracle. No...