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And it was recorded in The Book of The Moon, in the year 2987...

Our Story

It is now the year 3129. In the past couple centuries, the world as we knew it had changed drasticly...forever.

The humans had started the Utopia Project, which was designed to create the perfect human before they were even born. Using a combination of genetic sciences and DNA replication, all humans were pre-born similar. Dark-black or blond hair, blue or green eyes. They all the perfect height, whatever their age, and all weighed exactly what they should. They were perfect. Perfect beyond repair.

Then their were the humans who had been born before Utopia They were the Forgotten. Unique, individual, and despised for it. The Utopians cast them out of the cities, leaving them to fend for themselves among the brutal wilderness that the world had to offer. they were less fair then the Utopians, toughened by the merciless way of the wild. Slowly but surly, those who managed to stay alive came together and built their own settlements, such as New New York and Ailfone. These cities were governed like city-states, independant from each other and governed by their own president.

Third, their were the Tainted. Creatures not quite human, but not quite beast either. Lycans, Vampires, all beings of that nature were Tainted by the blood flowing through their veins or by the bite-mark scars on their skin. The Utopians, who were vastly more powerful due to advanced science, sent these beings to live in the wild. And here they lived, kings and queens of the woods, mountains, and streams. Preying on the Forgotten that wandered into their paths. Doing whatever they had to survive.

Now, each of the races who were part of the Tainted had their own sacred texts, each containing the entire cumulative history, philosophies, and prophecies of their kind. The Lycans had their Book of the Moon, the vampires their Book of Dusk, the Dryads their Book of Life. These volumes were the essence and soul of their respective kind's culture. Each text was looked to for guidance, enlightenment, and knowledge. The laws were based of that which was written in this bound paper. To defile the book, or to look at it without permission of your kind's leaders was to be exiled, if you were lucky, or sentenced to death if you were not.

But, their was a fourth category, one which was spoken in fear by all others. Their were the Automatrons, massive robotic monsters the size of skyscrapers. They were few in number, probably countable on both hands, but were full of power and force. To encounter one of these destruction machines was to beg for death. The Automatrons were made many centuries ago, by the Forgotten when they were at the height of their power, in order to combat the thriving Tainted. Therefore, they are programmed to kill Tainted whenever one hits on their radar, though time has befuddled their wiring enough that they attack the Forgotten and Utopians as well.

So, who do you belong to? Are you a Utopian living the perfect life, surrounded by perfect people who look just like you? Are you maybe one of the Forgotten, struggling to remain alive and always afraid every shadow? Perhaps you reside as one of the Tainted, ruling the wild with a bloodied grasp. Which side are you on?

...that one day, we would rise again.
-The Book of the Moon

Here is the list of everybody's characters who are in this role play.

Utopians

Name: NeveahRae
Age:18
Hair Color:Black
Eye Color:Green
Personality: She is a happy, simple type of person.
History/Bio: She was born in a town full of pretty people, she's had boyfriends and has just graduated highschool. She's not very outstanding in her past but now she has found herself out in the middle of nowhere, forgotten and abandoned.
Powers: Psychokinesis
Weapon of Choice: A handgun

The Forgotten

Name: Raina Edwards
Age: 17
Personality: Outgoing, Cheerful most of the time, serious when needs to be, and just enjoys life to the fullest.
Appearance:Minus the Naruto headband around the neck, and knee high navy flexible boots. She has big bright light purple eyes.
Powers: can control the element earth
History/Bio: Raina grew up in the Utopia, but when the began to throw certain people out, because of their appearance she was one of them. At the age of six they took her away from her parents, and casted to the wild. All because she took after her dead grandmother looks. She was too young to defend for her self. then one day a Lycan showed compassion, and took her in under his wing. He showed how to survive out in the wild, and how to defend for herself. Once she was old enough he up and left with out a word. Raina hasn't seen him since. Now she lives in one of the near by settlements, and gathers thing for the people.
Weapon of Choice: Daggers, a whip, and multiple short swords hidden in varies places on her body.

Name: Akito
Age: 16
Personality: Calm, apathetic, logical, quiet
Appearance:
Powers: Kira Master (controlling blood basically)
History/Bio: Akito in a very introverted person. At the age of 7, her power awakened and she accidently killed her parents in a fit of rage. Since then, she has mastered her ability and locked up her emotions, secretly scared that she will lose control. The other forgotten treat her with fear, respect, or hatered. There are a few who see her as a person, but most only see her for her power.
Weapon of Choice: Power, knives

The Tainted

Name: Samuel D'Orsay
Age: 17
Appearance: Samuel
His wolf form is a wolf in the same color of his human hair, similar to those that were found in the Arctic regions years ago. His eyes also stay the same, a sharp piercing green. In his human form, he stands at about five foot eleven inches in height.
Species: Werewolf
Powers: Can create and control lightning storms.
Personality: Generally really casual and quirky, it takes a lot to get Sam mad. But, when he does, he is just as wrathful and unforgiving as the storms he controls. Regardless of who or what you are, Samuel judges by actions alone. He hates it when people are shouting. Sam can also be a bit slow to open up, since he once lost a friend and is wary of feeling that pain again.
History/Bio: Sam, as he prefers to be called, was born into a long line of lycan priests. Therefore, he was destined to become a guardian of the Book of the Moon, but really didn't want to. When he was supposed to be studying, he would instead sneak out of the nearest window and go spend the days in the meadows that surrounded his settlement. In response to that, he got many shouted lectures from his father. One time, his father (who was the High Priest) got so fury with his son's lack of intrest in continuing the family role that he went wolf and attacked Sam, which is the reason for the claw scars on his right arm. He often associates raised voices with this particular memory, which is why he hates shouting.
Sam got a lot of aggrivation from other werewolf kids due to his silver hair, so he never really had many friends. He did have one however, a boy the same age as he was at the time (13). They were inseperable, until his friend was killed by a Utopian patrol party. Therefore, Sam is slow to open to other people, in fear of losing them too and feeling the loss all over again.
Weapon of Choice:
Sam's Blade

Name: Laloo
Age: 15
Appearance:
Species: Deamon
Powers: Basic transformation ability
Personality: Laloo is very bubbly and is often seen sporting animal features. She is very friendly and trusting, getting along well with just about anyone.
History/Bio: Laloo's parents were killed when a 'scary robot' attacked the village. Laloo was a year old at the time and has since then been raised by her loving aunt and uncle. Laloo often gets into trouble because she is very curious and childish, wandering into the forest, climbing buildings, sneaking into mysterious places.
Weapon of Choice: Claws, fangs

Name: Aenia Rose
Age: 18
Appearance: Her body is a rich, rosy chestnut with matching tail which has a variety of feathers and shells braided into it. But she is also fair skinned with golden hair that falls to about the small of her back. With rare lavender-blue eyes, she has a piercing stare.
Species: Centaur
Powers: Acute senses - Hearing, Smell and Sight
Personality: She is gentle and calm. Happiness and laughter come easy for her while tears and grief are difficult to share with others.
History/Bio: Like many children of the Tainted lines, Aenia's childhood was not the carefree time it should have been. Attacks on her tribe were common and it was no short of a miracle that her family were able to stay together; though it was only her father and young sisters. She has trained as a fighter, healer, teacher and mother; despite her young age, Aenia excelled at everything she tried and there was talk of her becoming the next Shaman to the People - but how could she leave her sisters? And her own freedom?
Weapon of Choice: Bow and Staff, both she made herself.

"...who never seem notice that they are all the same."
- Darek Nightenle, President of New New York

A Tainted List

Here is a list of the Tainted and their corresponding sacred Book.

Tainted

Lycans ~ The Book of the Moon
Vampires ~ The Book of Dusk
Centaurs ~ The Book of the Wild
Fauns ~ The Book of Pan
Dryads ~ The Book of Life
Elves ~ The Book of the Woods
Nymphs ~ The Book of Growth
Daemons ~ The Book of the Kill
Valkyries ~ The Book of the Hunt

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RESERVED!

Laloo wandered the forest around her settlement, staggering unstably. Though she seemed positively stoned, she was fine. The swaying was the result of the frenzied music playing in her mind. She hummed under her breath so lightly it was barely audible. Attesting that swaying was merely a dance, she would twirl every minute or two her ridiculously long brown hair flying in an arc, closely followed by her matching cat's tail. Laloo had felt elegant that morning, the reason her normally short hair was so long. Stopping, she stared ahead of her and tilted her head, her humming silenced as she perked her elongated cat's ears. A great crashing and shouting was coming her way. Out of nowhere, a young boy with white hair came charging toward her. Laloo panicked. Closing her eyes, putting her hands in front of her face, claws extending, she screamed.

The boy jerked to her left and she felt her claws graze his arm. An appalled shudder ran through her as her light brown eyes registered the thin ribbons of pale skin under her nails. "Ehh", the noise of panic and disgust escaped from her throat as she violently shook her hand, the skin falling to the ground. "Ru-?!" Was all she could utter as several arrows flew past her. She let out a frightened yelp, dropping on all fours in her desperate attempt to flee. Once in the right direction, a split second later, she pushed with all the might of a trained sprinter at biggest race of their life. A second later, she was running on her feet once more, quickly catching up to the boy. "What?! Who are they?! Who's chasing you?! WHAT DID YOU DOOO?!", she yelled, her eyes wide, pupils dilated with adrenaline. Her thoughts raced frantically, searching her memories for a place to hide. "Hurry! Follow me!", she yelled, running past him. Concentrating, a warmth spread through her tail, feet and hands. Before the boy could resist, she jumped into a tree, grabbing his arm with her monkey's feet. He was heavier than she expected and she almost dropped him. "Geez you're heavy", she manged to say, her voice strained from effort. Laloo pulled them upwards, two or three branches at a time, until she was satisfied they were concealed. Swinging her legs forward, she propelled the boy onto a nearby branch, hoping he'd hold on, at least from reflexes. No sooner had she caught her breath enough to hold it, the hunters footsteps signalled their approach.

Raina was in a tree hunting down a huge bird. She figured it would be good for her city-state. Also she has had her eye on it all week. Raina was determined to get it. She had also took a bow and arrows just for the occasion. Raina had the bird in her sight when a loud commotion was heading her way. The bird then flew off with lighting speed, and it was out of her sight. Raina let out a sight. "Darn it! Why?!" The next thing she knew the tree was shaking. Raina clung to the side of it until it settled down. Then when she looked down there was a lyan and a girl just below her. Raina pointed her bow and arrow at them. It seemed to her knowledge that they didn't hear or see her.

The men paused beneath the tree. Laloo held her breath, tensed and ready to leap. Her face twisted into a snarl as she realized they were hunters. Dog? Must be a lycan or something, she thought distractedly. Just as Laloo was about to relax, the hunters fading in the distance, she heard the boy mutter something and saw him take a fighting stance. Following the direction of his eyes, she saw a girl wielding a bow and arrow. What is she?, Laloo thought cautiously, could be a forgotten... though it's never clear if they're forgotten or 'tainted', she thought with particular dislike. She despised the term tainted: it represented all the utopian ideals and superiority complexes. Yuck. "Are you friend or foe?", she asked the girl tenatively.