Post by Death on Jul 28, 2015 15:53:49 GMT -4
[/Story\]
In the midsts of World War One, 1917, the Allied Forces and Central Powers clash over Europe in trenches leaving a bloody trail of destruction and violence wherever they went. Conditions on the battlefields were horrible, with the constant fear of being struck by artillerly, falling ill to diseases running rampant in the battlefields, and starving to the small rations given to the people of the trenches. The world is in turmoil, and already the general population of Earth is ready for this bloody conflict to end.
However, the bloodshed was about to get a whole lot worse...
The battlefields, littered with corpses, ash, and the remains of what was once a beauty of nature are dark enough. But the skies begin to turn crimson as strange things no one has ever seen before begin descending from the heavens, glittering with silver and strange lights.
Glimmers of light appeared in the air, catching the eyes of the soldiers and civilians on the ground. They descended at an exceedingly rapid rate before smashing into the ground, making huges explosions that shook the ground and left craters the size of entire trenches in the ground. Many people were killed in the ensuing explosions, and a panic ensued, some screamed of 'God's reckoning' others ran to shelter, others took advantage of the chaos and looted builings and stores before running off with their goods.
While chaos consumed the world, soldiers on the western front peeked over the top of their trenches, looking at the crater as the smoke cleared. One soldier raised his hands above his head, before slowly climbing out of the trench and stepping into no man's land. Step by step, he advanced towards the crater, dirt crunching beneath his feet as he got closer and closer.
At a certain point a strange noise began coming from the machine, and those still at the trenches could hear the strange sound. A green light started forming at a certain point on the ship, the noise getting more and more audible by the second. The man who had made his way over to the strange craft suddenly realized that he needed to get away, but it was too late - the green light was released onto him, and he was vaporized into nothing within seconds. The trenches were filled with an uproar as everyone started running out of the trenches and away from the craft, which responded by letting out more green rays, instantly killing anyone it came into contact with.
All across Earth, similar scenarios had been occuring. From America to Africa, the world was in chaos, with no signs of relenting with the horrors the strange machines had unleashed. No one is sure what is happening, or what will become of human kind, but as the survivors of trench attacks begin grouping up with their respected countries they are prepared to combat the invaders, with diplomats from the once fighting nations coming together and trying their hardest to have the people of the world put their quarrels aside to defend their home from whatever is attacking them.
After all, the Martians have invaded.
[/Setting\]
There will be two CSes, one for a Soldier on the western front and one for a civilian in Missisipi, USA. This RP is based in March 1917, so WW1 is still raging on but American hasn't gotten involved yet.
[/Rules\]
All Bannanachair rules still apply.
All normal Roleplaying rules apply (No Godmodding, mtagaming, no mary sues, etc.)
The time period is the 1910s, so no futristic things like cellphones or computers.
Put Sammiches and Grapes in other.
[/CS\]
[Soldier CS]
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Height:
Gender: Male
Nationality:
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Weight:
Hair Color:
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Equipment:
Personality:
Bio:
[Civilian CS]
Name:
Height:
Gender:
Nationality:
Age:
Weight:
Hair Color:
Eye Color:
Equipment:
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Bio:
In the midsts of World War One, 1917, the Allied Forces and Central Powers clash over Europe in trenches leaving a bloody trail of destruction and violence wherever they went. Conditions on the battlefields were horrible, with the constant fear of being struck by artillerly, falling ill to diseases running rampant in the battlefields, and starving to the small rations given to the people of the trenches. The world is in turmoil, and already the general population of Earth is ready for this bloody conflict to end.
However, the bloodshed was about to get a whole lot worse...
The battlefields, littered with corpses, ash, and the remains of what was once a beauty of nature are dark enough. But the skies begin to turn crimson as strange things no one has ever seen before begin descending from the heavens, glittering with silver and strange lights.
Glimmers of light appeared in the air, catching the eyes of the soldiers and civilians on the ground. They descended at an exceedingly rapid rate before smashing into the ground, making huges explosions that shook the ground and left craters the size of entire trenches in the ground. Many people were killed in the ensuing explosions, and a panic ensued, some screamed of 'God's reckoning' others ran to shelter, others took advantage of the chaos and looted builings and stores before running off with their goods.
While chaos consumed the world, soldiers on the western front peeked over the top of their trenches, looking at the crater as the smoke cleared. One soldier raised his hands above his head, before slowly climbing out of the trench and stepping into no man's land. Step by step, he advanced towards the crater, dirt crunching beneath his feet as he got closer and closer.
At a certain point a strange noise began coming from the machine, and those still at the trenches could hear the strange sound. A green light started forming at a certain point on the ship, the noise getting more and more audible by the second. The man who had made his way over to the strange craft suddenly realized that he needed to get away, but it was too late - the green light was released onto him, and he was vaporized into nothing within seconds. The trenches were filled with an uproar as everyone started running out of the trenches and away from the craft, which responded by letting out more green rays, instantly killing anyone it came into contact with.
All across Earth, similar scenarios had been occuring. From America to Africa, the world was in chaos, with no signs of relenting with the horrors the strange machines had unleashed. No one is sure what is happening, or what will become of human kind, but as the survivors of trench attacks begin grouping up with their respected countries they are prepared to combat the invaders, with diplomats from the once fighting nations coming together and trying their hardest to have the people of the world put their quarrels aside to defend their home from whatever is attacking them.
After all, the Martians have invaded.
[/Setting\]
There will be two CSes, one for a Soldier on the western front and one for a civilian in Missisipi, USA. This RP is based in March 1917, so WW1 is still raging on but American hasn't gotten involved yet.
[/Rules\]
All Bannanachair rules still apply.
All normal Roleplaying rules apply (No Godmodding, mtagaming, no mary sues, etc.)
The time period is the 1910s, so no futristic things like cellphones or computers.
Put Sammiches and Grapes in other.
[/CS\]
[Soldier CS]
Name:
Height:
Gender: Male
Nationality:
Age:
Weight:
Hair Color:
Eye Color:
Equipment:
Personality:
Bio:
[Civilian CS]
Name:
Height:
Gender:
Nationality:
Age:
Weight:
Hair Color:
Eye Color:
Equipment:
Personality:
Bio:
