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A Dark World Everyone has their secrets, so does the world Every city has its secrets, things that are hidden behind the surface, away from the view of the many. However none of these secrets compare to the darkness within. Welcome to Capitol City, Capital of the USA. The modern sprawl has been renovated over the last few years and is now one of the more modern cities in the US. With this renovation however came an influx of the supernatural, the true darkness within. Now a hot spot for the damned, vampires roam the streets using them as ample hunting grounds. The Pure Bloods have their own society hidden behind the everyday workings of mortals, owning their own business, making their own money and fighting their own war. For alongside them walk the turned, a plague amongst humanity. Their lives taken from them and replaced with a thirst, the horror of being a monster. The pure bloods fight to retain that which they have always known, to rid the world of the curse they caused whilst the Turned fight to survive. The war of the damned has threatened the very way that the mortals live without them truly knowing. Luckily they have unseen guardians, creatures whose soul purpose is to protect them, to protect nature. Werewolves stalk the streets, guarding the children of nature against the corruption of the damned. They fight the destruction of nature in all her forms, from humanity to the trees, werewolves will fight to the death to protect them. However they too fight a grave enemy, their own kin who became so overcome by the protection of nature that it warped them. Stalking the streets and the forests, raining destruction on humanity and its creations, the Savage fight their own war. Seeing all that is un-natural and all that threatens nature as their enemy the Savage seek to slaughter and destroy all in their path. Oblivious to this war mortals go through life never knowing. A shroud that was pulled over their eyes many thousands of years ago to protect them from the fear and disbelief. However in recent years some have come to see that which is in front of them, the true face of the supernatural becoming apparent. These individuals can slowly go crazy from the horrors they witness yet do not understand. Some turn to hunting them in hope of some release others research, trying to find out more. Which ever path they choose, once they gain this sight the Seers can never return to the normal life. They are not the only Mortals who are different however. There is a hidden energy surrounding everything, an unseen force that effects all living things in the slightest of ways. Some mortals grow to feel this energy flowing through them and it manifests in the form of magical. From pyromancy to telekinesis, these Magi harbour powers the likes of which were only heard of in stories. However they were never truly understood and slowly a fear grew with in them, within their blood. Where previously they were hunted by fanatical witch hunters they now hide in fear, harbouring their powers scared to use them for fear of a new witch hunt. Now they join in conclaves, seeking the safety of each other and protecting the world as best they can. There are few however who choose to walk alone, fighting the fear in true belief they can survive alone. With war and blood shed it is no surprise that mortals die often, collateral damage in a war they can never understand, a war they will never know. Some of these mortals however are not ready to leave, their souls having unfinished business to attend to. Maybe they wish for one last goodbye or too stop their family home being demolished, what ever their business their souls remain as a Shadow. Spirits in a realm adjacent to our own, they are the shiver up your spine, the whisper on the wind and the person behind you when there is no one there. Powerful in their own right but weak without their business the shadows are truly a dangerous enemy but they can be a powerful ally. What part will you play in this eternal struggle. Will you be the pure blood who spends her nights hunting down the turned who killed her family or the werewolf who believes strongly in protecting his mortal family. Maybe you will be the Shadow remaining behind to watch over your orphaned son or the mortal witch hunter devout to hunting down every last magi. Whoever you are this world is a testing one and no one knows if you can truly survive this dark world. Copyright© Richard Fitzharris, Plymouth, Devon, UK March 2006 |
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Crimson Future It’s the year 2075. The world has advanced through several degrees of technology before reaching its peak in 2055. Now everything you know, do, say or think will have some connection to technology. At the floor of this technological advance is the WWW (world wide web), by 2055 however it had become the IWIN (Integrated World Information Network) and is bigger than ever. No longer do people shop in huge supermarkets or department stores instead they enter small high street shops, plug in the PDA and buy as they please. If you want it then the IWIN will have it. However this world is no technological haven. During the early 30’s several corporations gained political influence on a global scale. This was thanks to the near apocalyptic destruction of mankind at the hands of a meteor. The Meteor was destroyed by a super weapon designed by America in conjunction with Caldor & Zulu and Crimson Mechanics. This however caused the creation of Cluso Canyon, the barren waste lands and the deaths of several million Europeans. This then turned into what has become know as the corporate 30’s. Because of this slowly governments fell and the corporations took hold. The power taken from such integration began to mould countries into one. The four world corporations following the mould were Caldor & Zulu, Crimson Mechanics, SSH (Sony Samurai Hiatsu) and GMWN (Global Media & World News). The biggest of these corporations, Caldor & Zulu, took what remained of Europe by storm and soon all that was once the European Union had become the Caldor & Zulu state. Gone were the days of government run police, fire and hospital services, instead the services were hired out to the highest bidder becoming private run companies. With all this corporate change the class system returned and with it came districts. The Caldor & Zulu state became split into Corporate, Yellow and Red Zones. Corporate zones are the life of luxury, all the mod cons and zero crime tolerance. Yellow Zones are the middle class, no mod cons just the bulk standard life that people worked for, a nice house, a car and a family. Red Zones are the lowest of the low, not maintained, heavily run down, the poor, the homeless and the criminals all placed in these crap holes. No surprise then that slowly the red zones fell to gang warfare. If you didn't conform then you were thrown from the city to the Barrens, home to every criminal under the sun: the post apocalyptic hell that the outside world had become. In the beginning, the little man had to do a lot to make his way to the top, now there is no place for the little man. With the class system meaning everything and crime on the rise in several districts you need to be rich to live a real life. If you don't have the money then you don't have the life, you spend your time in the Red Zones. Surrounded by poverty, ruin, death and disease, the post apocalyptic death camps. The only chance you might have is to work for the gangs, then either face death through gang warfare or live a fairly decent life. In the Red Zones, just like the Barrens, survival is everything. Welcome to the world of Crimson Future. Who will you be in this post apocalyptic age of technology where corporations rule from on high whilst private law enforcement agencies and criminal groups run their own territories in which ever way they wish? Will you be the doctor who is struggling to find the cure to please the corporate executives, or will you be the mercenary who doesn't care about anything other than getting cash? Maybe you will be a resistance fighter, from the Barrens, intent on bringing down the system one step at a time or a reporter who just wants to bring the real news from the Red Zones to the people of the Yellow & corporate zones. Who ever you are the, world of Crimson Future is a dangerous one. Not everyone will survive in this post apocalyptic, corporate ruled, world of survival. Copyright© Richard Fitzharris, Plymouth, Devon, UK March 2006 |

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| You're living in America at the end of the millenia. . . and you're not alone. Alphabet City We're in the year 1994 (going into 1995) and the colorful residents of the East Village in Manhattan are facing the issues which challenge poor Bohemian artists in the mid-90s. Drug abuse, HIV, prostitution, starvation, death, life, and love. However, they find that they aren't alone, friends are all around, and there is always coffee to be drunk, issues to be discussed, and art to be created, good and otherwise. Come join our cast of canon and original characters, featuring a strong sense of community and creativity and find that you're not alone either. Other notes:Based on the Broadway musical RENT, set post-canon, though slightly AU to keep Angel alive. We have a great group of OCs who are keeping the plot moving and changing quickly, and we always welcome new writers and OCs with open arms. |