October 4th, 2007, 09:21 AM
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Join Date: Sep 2004
Posts: 1,573
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Re: RP explanation...
Sure we can RP
Anissa chronicle's, Part II, a "yet-again-the-same-new-beggining"
Behold, young homin, hear, hear!, Listen to my words. I, the harbinger of doom, shall tell you what happened to your ancestors. In the last days of our beloved Atys, the Karavan suddenly decided that after having been ripping the root planet resources for years, our planet was no longer profitable. Indeed, the Karavan had spent 8 months in silence, thinking whether it was a good idea or not to have bought the planet from the previous planet owners, and finally, what a few knew, some suspected and most feared, happened.
Jena sent message to all homins, saying that it was difficult times for Atys. The message was clear: she, and her troops from the skies could not end up landing in Atys, for a large amount of troopers had to be fired due to lack of funding. The almost-three-years-old announcement of Jenas arrival was indeed, not true. The announcements of new buildings that would allow homins to claim territories had been replaced by gambling apparatus.
Ma'duk, in turn, confessed that Atys had been his first mistake. Zorai sages had announced changes in weaponry, improved economy and new tasks for homins, but it became clear to all that those were false prophets, liars, to the eyes of many.
For the poor homins, it was moment of fear, uncertainty and doubt. Uncertainty, for it was not clear if they should/could find another God to worship. Some homins dedicent to camp in tents, some, run to the outlands, fleeing from the Lagmonster that plaged Atys. Lagmonster you said? aye, young homin....
The Lagmonster, a terrible creature that had made brief appearances in the past, appeared in all its glory and might. Homins were no longer afraid of a kitin invasion, for a kitin is a creature a homin may fight, but the Lagmonster cannot be harmed. Hundreds of homins could only stare at the evil creature in frustration. Some whisper that the Lagmonster came from a Kitin Lair, a place that, until then, had been only the subject of fairy tales that old homins told their children if they did not eat their stinga beans.
But there are new things to come....
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