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Ya, I know I havent been to active lately. My ability to get on the internet is sorta limited lately. However, it has given me time for thinking. And this is what I thought up...

The setting is long before any time that Sonic was active in. Way back in the day, in a era that nobody remebers. For a reason. At the begining of this area, Magic was very strong, and almost anybody could use it. The entire world was blessed with magic. But there where those that wanted more. Through the constant waging of battle, they would suck power from their defeated foes, until they became almost like gods. There were Three Major People, each one with the power to destroy the world. Eventually, all three where fighitng each other, magical armies clashing all over the world. Years past and the planet suffered, slowly dying, until, at the end, the Armies where wasted, and it was the three who fought on a mountain top. Nearly spent, the three looked about, and knew the error of their way.

The planet was dying, most of their followers where dead. Chaos was rampant in the world, and nothing was safe as Rogue Magic caused unexpected upheavels everywhere. The three made a vow, and using their last bits of strength, gathered all the Magic that they could, and sealed it inside themselfs, turning themselfs to stone.

The area that they did so was also sealed off away from the world, the only entrance a magical gate that held the Rogue Magic, and the Monsters it created at bay, away from the world....

Years have past, and civilization has regrown. Magic is nearly unknown in many regions, forcing the Mobians to rely upon technology. It has gotten to the level of Steam Power and Wild Inventions. But there is unrest. Where once there was three massive armies, now Three Nations lived.


The Northern Region Nation: These people live in mountainous terrain, and are sparce, but hardy. Their mining provides much of the Fuel needed for the rest of the world. They know little of magic, and are generally a superstitious people.

The Desert Waste Region: These people are industrius and clever, finding ways to move thier habitats along the desert sands to ease the burden of living among the Desert Monsters. Much of what they do seems like Magic, but is infact technology. They know little of magic as well, though are a more jolly folk then the Northern People.

The Imperial South: A tyranical rule keeps these people in check, where the Leaders of the Armies decendents now rule. Hunger for power, and a belief that might makes right. It is rumored that the Imperials have refound the Secret of Magic...

Life has been fairly calm for those not of the South. The Imperials constant expansion on the Southern Continent seems limited by the fact that a Ocean seperates the South from the other regions. But the Imperials are gaining in power, and as they gain more power, their want for more increases. Rumors of raids in the Northern Continent are becoming common, as well as stories of weird creatures in the Imperial ranks, Monsters of great power. It is also said that the Emperor is looking for something...a power long lost to this world. Other rumors states that its already been found.


The game would start as the Imperials make a raid on a Northern region City, one that has recently made a discovery of a Artifict of power. Players are all mobians, and can be from either side.

So, whatcha think? A possibility? I sorta need time to think from Revisited, so hopefully this one gets going...

Understandable. Course, the Characters themselfs wouldnt be able to use Magic. Most of the enemies would have 'MagicTech' using the essences of certain things to power their machines or weapons.

Ooo! Looks like fun. Power hungry I am. Fun Fun. I'd love to jump in here when and if you make this active.

Of Course, I mean its not like were going find most of the already made madeups in this one, not to mention I've got to make another character, one better suited for this RP. >

((*Points* It's that wierd thing from Crystal Chronicles!))

The day was a day like any other day. In truth, nothing to special. The Mountain City was abuzz with rumors about the Artifact that was found, and what they should do with it, and weather or not they should continue mining there (It was, after all, a very rich vein).

The weather had turned fowl almost a week ago, going from the constant overcast the mountain was blessed with, to a horrid Blizzard. They where used to it, but many heads turned, and many tongues waged, for it is said that the blizzard started exactly at the moment the Artifact was found.

And there was even rumors of Imperial Spies. Those nasty good for nothings. For days, and even weeks, this town cared nothing for the Empire. They where practically unassailable by a large force up here in the craggy mountains. Yet now, with the Artifact found, people where starting to get afraid.

The tiny form of Carbunkle, three feet tall to be exact, was seen cheerfully trudging through the blizzard. The crystal that it held on its antenna glowed softly, and it was like the driving winds and the blinding snow didnt bother the creature. No, it was intent on chewing on a Sticky Bun that a Merchant had given it.

Life sure is better with the Civilized Ones. He thought In the Mountains, I would never have gotten such a delicious Treat!

Smiling, and quite happy and content, it was safe to say that this little puff ball was domesticated, and probably would have a hard time living back out in the wild.

Nearby, a tavern called the Vulgar Unicorn was quite busy, the work shifts out, the mines inactive at the moment. Most everybody came to this place. It was almost a boarding hose for the Miners. They spent more time there then they did at their own homes.

Passing by, Carbunkle got a whiff of some delicious food, and with a happy chirp, it stuffed the entire Sticky Bun into its mouth, and waddled on inside the Tavern


((Please note for those starting that the Tavern is the Gms preferred Starting point.))