RP ( Planet H3R01CS RP part one ) Old Anarchis

Old Anarchis, the "original" City of the future, a lofty goal designed to launch planet H3R01CS splintered cities and people into a glorious Utopia of everlasting peace and prosperity. But as with all things, it must come to an end eventually, Old Anarchis was this fabled utopia for around two hundred years. But when the Shatterfall happened, Old Anarchis' grand electronic network that provided them with power, security, and communications was shattered. Anarchy spread like the Black Plague, gang bosses rose up, and partook in vicious turf wars with others, innocents often caught in the crossfire. The numerous people that attempted to heal the wound that shatterfall had caused all failed, dying or going mad trying to fix everything.

Then a stranger came to Old Anarchis during the year 3226, he spoke of a city of white, of purity where all prospered, and all criminals were dealt with swiftly. Where there were no slums, or crime lords to threaten your life every passing hour. To many in Old Anarchis, this was a great enough temptation for them to leave and follow the stranger, the stranger had not lied. He led them to New White, a glistening utopia of comraderie and alliance, all crimes were swiftly dealt with, and the criminals incarcerated post haste. Old Anarchis, without its great population, fell into an even deeper state of disrepair, the gang lords have grown bolder. Huge sections of the city are in ruin, and the majority of it all is ruled by a totalitarian self proclaimed "hero" and his merciless private army, but this story is about you, yourself, and your power, what will YOU do?
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Assorted Events of Old Anarchis
Shatterfall, year 3100: The event where the moon above Planet H3R01CS literally exploded and began raining fragments upon the planet, the planet survived in almost all its entirety, but it is a date on the calendar ever since

The Bringing of Light, year 3256: The year that Crimson Light took almost complete control of Old Anarchis and introduced his totalitarian regime.

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The sounds of shouting and screaming are heard in the street, a woman is yelling that she has no money, but the yelling is still there. Gunshots ring out and the woman screams, finally giving in, the question is, are you the hero to save the damsel in distress? Or are you the onlooker not willing to do anything with your natural gift, or are you simply a brute under the orders of a crime lord for this shake down? Or perhaps, you are said damsel, the one who cant stop the thieves, answer this question sir or madam, and let your adventure begin. . .

 

Looking up from the counter he is slouched over, Kazrion peers idly down the street the scream came from. Having heard the gunshot, he sighs and places his head back on the wood surface in front of him. Idly swirling the water in the stained glass in front of him. the liquid inside being water, but instead of the clear blue he remembered from home, it was a light yellow in shade. He takes a drink and cringes. the bitter taste sliding down his throat as he turns to watch more passerby walk along the shattered streets. People of all shapes and sizes moves across his vision as he pulls his hood down further. Just trying to forget the pain this city enjoyed causing. Turning back to the counter he pokes at the pathetic excuse of a burrito the vendor placed in front of him. "Good eats." He comments sarcastically before his stomach growls once more. He shakes his head and begins consuming the sad meal. Keeping his eyes on the region around him and his ears perked under his hood, picking up any noises they can.

 

Epsilon looked out over the desolated city below, memories dancing in his mind like a chaotic storm. He knew this city once, of that he was certain, but now all was broken like so much shattered glass upon the streets. He stood forlornly atop the edge of the aged skyscraper, now covered in vine and other flora, and reflected on how much it had changed since he was last here years ago. The city had deteriorated even further, something he was convinced wasn't even possible. He was probably forgotten by the cities residents now, he had left for many years after he escaped and lived in the wilds. He had lived peacefully, trying to piece himself back together in the wilds. But now he was back, for power, for answers, for consolation. The wind whipped around him and the skyscraper creaked with strain, Epsilon knew this was a time of reckoning.

His first target to investigate, Crimson Light. Self proclaimed ruler of this broken city.

"It is time."

 

With a heavy sigh Kazrion finishes his meal. Having already paid he stands and brushes himself off. Nodding to the man behind the counter as he begins strolling along the broken asphalt. He finds himself constantly peering to the side, watching as people look at him. Some of them have little sparks of recognition in their eyes before looking away. He was happy for that, a small blessing that he had a reputation in this city. Not enough for gang lords to come after him "Asking" for his assistance. But enough that people knew not to screw him. He quickly does a faculty check, looking around at the street.

"Shit, how did I get so far from home..." He mutters as he turns around, adjusting his course to head to his small apartment. Well aware the walk would take several hours.

 

Lucius walked around the city, admiring the dark soulless cesspool it had become. As he moved forward, the people parted in fear of him. From afar, he saw the damsel being intimidated by some ruffians. He moved forward towards these criminals until he was within speaking distance.
"What could be the problem here men, unwillingness to give up her coin? Oh," He laughed softly, "she has no money." He stopped laughing and turned to look at her, his smile still on his face,"How stupid of you. Of course my men need money if we are going to do anything about the big crime bosses, and if we are going to become them. As I see it you have two options. One, tell us a suitable place to find money. Two, you become the object of value." He looked towards the sky, "But of course, it is all your choice. Oh, and you could give us something of value, like you would have anything of worth to us."

 

Animalicus, continued speaking gibberish, the cadaver in front of him split down the middle with numerous bits of technology and magical potion rubbed over muscle, bone, and tendon, the technology combined in a most grisly way, one hand was gone and replaced with a mechanical claw, the lower portions of the legs were robotic legs lizard like in build and structure, the lower jaw was gone, sitting in a jar beside Animalicus, now replaced with strange wood covered in magical carvings that seemed to whisper, Animalicus' head jerked to the side at the scream as his tongue flickered in and out, one of his numerous abominable creations approached him, this one having birdlike talons for hands and bird like legs composed of more machinery, the monstrous beings eyes replaced with binocular lenses, it stared at Animalicus "yesss. yesss. Bring her, I need more for experimenting, too many old corpsesss, too many male corpssses, need new material. Bring her." The monster simply turned around and lumbered down the tunnels, the clanking of gears fading from animalicus' hearing.

 

A manhole blasts into the air, the metal grate clanging against the asphalt, the monster lumbering on to the street, passerby quickly ran into an alleyway, or into their homes, well aware of what lurked in this city, the monster turns to the woman, paying no heed to the others. The monster lumbers forward, ignorant of the thugs and Lucius, and tries to grab the woman.

 

Lucius walked in front of the abomination, "Excuse me, but I am trying to have a discussion here. If you so wish, you can have her. But you must have something to trade." Lucius looked back to the woman, "Have you made up your mind. Go free and give me something, or go with him." Meanwhile the goons leveled their guns at the large creature, trying to make it think that they were in charge.

 

Edan was walking the street when he saw something a robbery he then proceeded to get out his lighter and set fire to the wooden building using the fire from the building to fight them off as he swung the fire burned their bodies burning their clothing until they were nothing more than burnt bodies he then left knowing he was getting hungry he came upon a sandwich shop and bought a sandwich the sandwich looked moist and felt similar he then finished the sandwich and left since they were payed for beforhand he began walking mainly looking for something to do

 

Epsilon had been observing the commotion directly below with mild interest as he planned his next course of action when an abomination that reminded him of the first six failed experiments exploded out of a manhole. His fists clenched, the sight both angered him and interested him because he desired to know how it worked. In one slow motion he lifted his foot and idly stuck it over the edge of the skyscraper.

[All power to leg servos]

 

The monstrosity looked to Lucius and pulled its hand back, staring at him for several moments, before swinging its taloned hand up at his face in an attempt to slice it to ribbons ( lets wait for alaizia after the next three posts )

 

Edan started climbing buildings to get a better lookout and started jumping from building to building until he saw lucious versing a robot lizard he retrieved the board of wood he had in his shirt seeing as it was the only option used the lighter to ignite it using the fire he grabbed the robot lizard you better use that opportunity to stop it

 

Alaizia whimpered as she wandered down the deserted streets " w-where am I?...why aren't there any people here?" She spoke to no one in particular.
She had been banished only a short time ago, and now she was in some foreign land of strange architecture and metal.
" HELLLLOOOOO!?" The petite blonde called out to wait for an answer while looking around at the strange sights.

 

Kazrion's walk is interrupted as people run past him, screams of villainous deeds echo before the place is quickly emptied. He simply shrugs though continuing his canter along the pathway, humming the tune instead of the words to songs he had heard long ago and forgotten the lyrics of. but an echoing voice hits his ears, causing them to perk in interest. Focusing on the noise he turns and begins running his way through various allies, making use of his enhanced dexterity to make his way on top of an old raised tram station rail. Long since abandoned in this area. Making his way along it he quickly finds the source of the yell. A small, skittish looking woman in a far too flashy dress for this part of town. He stares at her, making his way subtly along the broken buildings and various overhangs. Keeping an eye on her, but not approaching.

"Who is this chick...?" He mutters incredulously.

 

" anyone?!" She called out again " Anyone here?"
The girl mumbled something to herself before lifting of the ground in a wisp-like motion and flying up to the rooftops " such a strange place."

 

[TARGET UNKNOWN. THREAT LEVEL HIGH. TERMINATE WITH EXTREME PREJUDICE.]

A faint whistling sound could be heard as he adjusted his trajectory to land on the abomination, attempting to obliterate it in one move.

 

"She can fly!?" Kazrion shouts accidentally. Covering his mouth as he stares at the girl before quickly hiding behind some debris. "oh crap, she's a flier. I've got nothing on fliers, if she's seen me and is hostile..." he thinks to himself, trying to calm himself as he peeks back around the corner trying to find her again. His muzzle poking out more than his eyes, a downside to not being flat-faced.

 

The girl was still standing on the roof, looking around " why isn't anyone here?...and why do I have this strange feeling that this plane is so dry...just that spell took a bit out of me" She took a step forward, accidentally losing her footing and almost falling of the roof "ACK!"

 

Watching the girl begin to lose her balance he sighs inwardly. "Is she just clumsy, or what?" he looks between her building and his own, seeing a rickety rusted fire escape he pulls back a bit, running and leaping across the distance. Landing near the base with a loud clang he climbs over the rail of the escape and begins climbing briskly, but still trying to remain quiet. An unusual feeling of worry coming over him the moment she is out of sight before he peaks the fire escape and jumps to the ledge of the roof, pulling himself up... Into a clear roof with no presentable cover. "Shit." He thinks flatly, choosing to quietly make his way closer, disregarding the lack of cover. "If I can just get close enough... Maybe I can knock her out..." He stops and raises an eyebrow. Did he really just follow this girl in order to choke hold her and leave?

"That's NOT who I am." He thinks before standing. Brushing himself off he takes a deep breath. "Um... Can I help you?" He says curiously, from just a few feet behind her.

 

Zin wakes up in his little hiding place as usual standing up off the bedroll and leaving out the door. The dark alleyway is empty as usual so he just leaves not sure what he is to do. He walks for a while on the dark streets when he hears a familiar wispering voice.
"There's someone on the rooftop... Two people."
Zin looks around him and hears a loud clang on top of the skyscraper near him. So he starts climbing the vines...