Post by BP on Jun 17, 2011 2:32:13 GMT -4
"Death becomes you," He murmured into my ear. I was only seven years old, and the memory of his slithery whisper still makes me cringe. By this point, his experiments had rendered me blind. I stared straight ahead of me but I knew he was standing at my right and then walking around the chair he had me tied into. Then he said, notebook in hand (I knew because I could hear his pencil scratching on a pad of paper), "Now, what is the date?"
Funny, he always asked me the date. As if I could forget. I counted every day since his torture started. It had been 473 days since he had stolen me from my mother. I still saw the tears run down her face as she begged my father to do something, anything...
I would eventually get out. But not before bio-warfare erupted. Doctor Blanche who took me from home with the excuse 'an eye for an eye,' who tortured me with experimental drugs and took my sense of sight... he poisoned the world in favor of his dream for a pure race. His "good" people he took into giant bio-domes, and then, blaming another country, he bombed the rest of us. The poor, the homeless, the "morally weak", some of us suffered for the sins of our fathers. Unfortunately for him, we didn't all die according to plan- 3/4 of the population died, either of the initial chemical bombs, or the bio-plague that consumed us. The few of us that survived found that we were... different. At first his fatal gases took from us different senses, like sight or hearing, and then by some Grace we were given a super power to overcome that adversity and survive in a post-apocalyptic world. Now our children have inherited these powers. It's us, the "Outsiders" against them, the "Purists."
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Funny, he always asked me the date. As if I could forget. I counted every day since his torture started. It had been 473 days since he had stolen me from my mother. I still saw the tears run down her face as she begged my father to do something, anything...
I would eventually get out. But not before bio-warfare erupted. Doctor Blanche who took me from home with the excuse 'an eye for an eye,' who tortured me with experimental drugs and took my sense of sight... he poisoned the world in favor of his dream for a pure race. His "good" people he took into giant bio-domes, and then, blaming another country, he bombed the rest of us. The poor, the homeless, the "morally weak", some of us suffered for the sins of our fathers. Unfortunately for him, we didn't all die according to plan- 3/4 of the population died, either of the initial chemical bombs, or the bio-plague that consumed us. The few of us that survived found that we were... different. At first his fatal gases took from us different senses, like sight or hearing, and then by some Grace we were given a super power to overcome that adversity and survive in a post-apocalyptic world. Now our children have inherited these powers. It's us, the "Outsiders" against them, the "Purists."
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Join us for an exciting new Post-Apocalyptic RP. One race is forced to live barbarically, but they are gifted with some great powers. Others live in clean bio-domes with the peak of technology and health. Two drastically different human races. Two drastically different cultures. Will both survive and grow to understand each other? Or will bitterness and prejudice win out in this epic of so called "morals"?
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