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Message recorded 17/08/2840, space station St. Peter: To whoever finds this message - My name is *garbled*, I am the foremost scientist working on the US government project 'Heaven's Gate'. We have *garbled* miscalculation. We are only minutes from death here. The radiation *garbled* released devestated the entire station and most likely earth and the colonies as well. *Garbled* time release, so it will broadcast on a secure chanel exactly one hundred and sixty years from now, the calculated time for background radiation levels to reach the minimum saturation this message needs to transmit without interfearance. The *garbled* still open! Whoever finds this, *garbled* must *garbled*. Three locations *garbled* Pentagon, The Whitehoue and *garbled* 51. In each location is a terminal which needs to have *garbled* Alpha Bravo 57 Delta 4 entered into it. But this is no good if the station terminal *garlbed* same code. *Garbled* must enter the codes! St. Peter is a *garbled* to all humanity if left open and must *garbled*! Please, find the termin...*garbled*
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The year is 3000 AD, the turn of the fourth millenium of humanity's great history. But the earth as we know it is gone. The earth as we immagine it, never came to be. In the middle of the 29th century, seven hundred years after Humanity's expansion to other worlds, a cataclysm ripped through the solar system. All humanity's advanced technology just shut down. Ships in space, travling at velocities close to the speed of light, tore themsleves apart as everything on them failed. Space stations and satalites plumeted from the sky. The Lunar Colonies suffacated as their enviro-generators ceased to function. On Earth, Mars, Jupiter's moon Europa and the the newly terraformed Venus, Humanity was suddenly isolated as all communications and transport technology shut down. Cities crumbled and Humanity was decimated, deserted by the technology they relied so much on. No-one knew what caused this event, now called 'The Great Schism', but it left the Human race scattered and isolated for over a century and a half. Now, in the ruins of once-great mega-cities and in new settlements across the four inhabited worlds, proud Humanity scratches a living from the ashes of their greatness....
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Message recorded 17/08/2840, space station St. Peter: To whoever finds this message - My name is *garbled*, I am the foremost scientist working on the US government project 'Heaven's Gate'. We have *garbled* miscalculation. We are only minutes from death here. The radiation *garbled* released devestated the entire station and most likely earth and the colonies as well. *Garbled* time release, so it will broadcast on a secure chanel exactly one hundred and sixty years from now, the calculated time for background radiation levels to reach the minimum saturation this message needs to transmit without interfearance. The *garbled* still open! Whoever finds this, *garbled* must *garbled*. Three locations *garbled* Pentagon, The Whitehoue and *garbled* 51. In each location is a terminal which needs to have *garbled* Alpha Bravo 57 Delta 4 entered into it. But this is no good if the station terminal *garlbed* same code. *Garbled* must enter the codes! St. Peter is a *garbled* to all humanity if left open and must *garbled*! Please, find the termin...*garbled*
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Yet this is not the worst of Humanity's woes. For some unknown reason, a generation after The Great Schism, the rules of reality started not to apply. Animal genes mutated exponentialy in a single leap, creating a whole new race of creatures, both great and small, who now walk the wilds, both predator and prey. Humans were not spared from this wave evolution. A small number of humans now are exhibiting signs of being no longer homo sapiens, but homo superior, the next stage in humanity. These humans are stronger, faster and sharper than their forebears and a small fraction of this minority display powers beyond the ken of others, manipulating the very elements and energy forms around them. These new humans are still only a minority, but with every generation, their numbers grow. How they are treated depends where they are and who they are. Like thier ansectors, they posess the ability to be either good or evil. In some towns and enclaves, they are heroes, defenders of the people. In others, they are the outriders, the alone, risking life and limb outside the walls, away from those whom they do not understand or fit in with. And in a few places, they are hated, reviled as a threat and are hunted down and persecuted at every turn.
Old or new? Human or something more? Good, Evil or Outcast? That is for you to decide. Walk your own path, no-one else can.
Okay, the last time this role play was active, THE MODS KILLED IT! During the great re-arrange, there was a mix-up and fives pages of posts went AWOL. However we are back by popular demand and are welcoming new players! Here are the rules:
1. The world is your plaything. This is 1000 years in the future, things will have changed and it's up to you what has.
2. No contradicting what others have said. If someone else has made the Mediterranian an inland sea, no sailing through the straits of Gibraltar.
3. No godmodding or powerplaying, yada yada yada, you know the drill.
4. Be litterate or else! Grrrr.
5. No 'romance' over PG-13. Serriously guys (and girls). Feel free to go all emothional romantic though, that's cool.
6. Post 'Are you ready for the future?' at the top of your template as a pledge to keep to these rules.
7. Have fun!
8. If you could all start on Earth, that would be great, it's just that otherwise, spacetravel isn't there anymore, so you'll be stuck.
Here is the template:
Password: See rule 6
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Genus: Homo Sapiens or Homo Superior
Apperance: Picture or description
Gear: Armour, weapons, gadgets, cool toys that you've salvaged and fixed, just dont go overboard.
Powers: (Homo Superior only) Okay, only a few of you are aloud these. You can choose ONE energy form to manipulate or a SMALL selection of the elements from the periodic table.
Bio: (optional)
Theme Song: (also optional)
Have fun guys! This is going to ROCK THE FORUMS!