Ah. The world. Such a complex thing, much about it is known, yet most is yet to be found out. We dragons at one point or another came out from our normal habitats. Cities were no longer occupied by humans, they had mostly died in their own wars for something they wanted but could'nt have. The rest that survived died off slowly, since resources went low. That's when dragons took over. Cities were rebuilt, the population of dragons increased.
Soon, very soon, the world was thriving again. Cities were full of life, trades and jobs, much like when there were only humans. We borrowed their technology to create our own. We advanced fast, and far. Not too long ago, we had a military of our own, though different from the humans. We were not aiming at destructing ourselves, instead we had united in a world of peace as we understood we needed to be to survive. Dragons of all types, species and sizes walked the earth, from city to city, apartment to house, street to forest.
Our military was built up, and was assigned on researching spacecrafts for planetary exploration, and they recently sent out scouting parties. Took them months, in some cases years to reach their appointed destinations. More planets were found with similar habitats as Earth. They were marked out and planned for adjusting so dragons could further live there. One day, just a few days ago, spacecraft swept in. Our defence measures were down, we thought it was a scout squad returning too early. It wasn't. In a few short hours, cities were destroyed.
The Earth was no more than a shell of it's former self. The ground was charred, cities were turned to ruins, our defences were useless. Whoever attacked us had superior firepower, not to mention defences. Soon, they leaved. They left behind a totally ruined world. What they didn't know was that the scouting parties were returning home, or to what was left of it anyways. If there were any survivors, they were few. Most still living dragons were out in their respective scout squad. They had no leader anymore, noone to charge them around. Who would rise and give hope to the survivors? Would they go by rank? Or by who is most mighty?
Setting: Futuristic.
Open: No, invitation only. PM for it, include, if you can, a description of your character or a link to it, and don't forget rank and what squad he/she should belong to (There's 3 squads. Alpha, Beta and Delta. Alpha is closes to Earth, Beta is not far behind, and Delta is twice the distance from Earth than Alpha.). Do NOT post asking for an invitation here!
Other usefull info: My character;
Ferris.
Rules: No godmodding, no going berserk on whoever attacked us. No killing anything without their consent (Except for the attackers. NOTE: They CAN and WILL injure you, you are NOT invincible!). No netspeek. Capitalization and correct grammar a MUST. Don't forget the dots.
Most important of all, NO feral ('Normal') dragons, and NO humans! Only accepted shape in this RP are anthropomorphic dragons! (Anthropomorphic means twolegged dragons that can walk like humans. They pretty much look like humans when it comes to limbs (Except wings) and their proportions.
My character in this thread: Ferris, as mentioned. Will be a Squad Leader and engineer for Squad Apha. Also acts as a front assault troop with his Gaussrifle. (Futuristic shotgun)
Any OOC chat is to be taken via PMs with the associated person.
Questions? PM me, don't post here.
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