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Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=78004&page=1#1 Author: Orcastration Time Posted: 6/18/2019 at 9:02 PM ALWAYS OPEN! https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=78116 It's the year 12300 Technology is so advanced it's almost like magic. Democracy is the ruler of everything. And freedom rings everywhere. Antartica is populated. And instead of hundreds of countries, there are only 14. But something's wrong. There's a group of hackers who want restoration of control. A new USSR. They have already taken over all of the United Countries of America (Canada, U.S.,, Mexico), Middle America, and South America, and are now working on Westafri (West Africa). People in living in what the group calls "Communira" all carry a label which determines their fate. And not every tag given out is good. You are one of the few *cough cough* who want a better life. One where the world is restored to normal. You have been approached in secret by Asitech (China, East Russia, Japan, the Phillipines, Malaysia, etc.), and have accepted a chance at helpign to end this nightmare. But it's a long, hard road. Can you change your fate? Or wil you sucumb to the darkness clouding the world? Rules: 1. Keep it clean. And PG-13. 2. Remember, this is the year 12303. Nothing is the same. Technology is everywhere, and it's almost magic. 3. Normal RP rules apply. (I control the story (to some extent), etc.) 4. Don't hate the player, hate the OC. 5. No Mary/Gary Sues 6. Please don't make me ban you-I haven't had to do that yet and that's a good thing. 7. You don't know your family, but Asitech was able to track down some of your family. Please remember that. (Also, if you wish you can play two related characters who knew each other but now know they're related thanks to Asitech). 8. Please don't make me add more rules. Please Read before Signing Up!!!! Labels/Tags: (given randomly (not) at the age of 12 before 13th birthday/leaving the Nursury Home ) Red=Indicates nobility. Good stuff happens to you. You get 1mil. Coins (the currency), a nice mansoin, and pretty much anything you want. You even ahve a chance at marrying roylaty. (1/2) Orange=Pretty good. You get a nice house, 500k C, and a decent role. Maybe a goverment job or something. (1/3) Yellow=Not bad. Ok house, an Ok job range (at best an officer, at worst a shopkeeper). 100k C. (2/3 places) Green=Eh, could be better. You barely get by. Rundown house, 10k C. (1/6 places) Blue=You're a slums kid. GOod luck-a tiny room, 1k C. But you still can get a job as a newsboy/girl or something. (0/8) Purple=Uh oh. You live oj the streets, you ger 200 C. You probabky end up a criminal. (3/8) Pink-The worst-you onky get 100C and you basically become a sewer rat. GOood luck getting ot of this one. (0/10) Signups Name: Age (14-20) Picture Personality: Tag: Background: Likes: Dislikes: Strengths: Weaknesses: Other: Orca2whale: Nic, Nani Bluepearl13: Sirona, Rebel Canawlia: Myra, dashiell Lalalanmao: Astra, Almon Sabira: Jax, Bruin Scoutwolf: James, Harriet Notes: Jax's sister is open, she's 14. Jax's form is on p2, post2

Rules:
1. No major cussing. Damm and darn are fine but don't go all out. Please.
2. Storyline. Storyline. Storyline.
3. Remember your roles! (BTW, your tags are kinda like holograms.)
4. No powerplaying/godmodeling.
5. Nothing unrealistic. Realistic roleplay. No major special powers.
6. Use the format Name | Tag | Location | Interactoins . Please.
7. You all shoudl knwo the rest of the rules. Use your brain. Don't be stupid. Please.
Ping list:
Orca2Whale, Sabira, Canawlia, Scoutwolf, Lalalanmao, Bluepearl13

It was nearing morning in Communia's 11th district, Nueduke, (which is where New York is in our timee). The people of the cit were wakign up to yet another day of boring....well most were.

Across the city, a few special people were waking up with the thought that the ureal had happened and that they might be able to stop the craziness...


Nicote | Yellowtag | House, now Yellow Sector streets | Open
Nicote got up and dressed quickly, before grabbing a small basket from his cupboard. He knew his sister wouldn't be up yet, but no matter, as he stil lhad his work for the day to do. Then he hurried out of his housing complex, pulling up his collar at the sharp wind.


Nanita | Purple | Alley | Open
Nanita was soudn asleep, but blinekd awake when the trashtruck rolled past. Not that the trashtruck did anything of use here in the slums.

Harriette | Pink | An Alley Way, on the roof | Interactions: open. Please.
James | Purple | Somewhere | Interactions, open . Please.

Harriette was already up and running...literally! She trotted noiseless over the roof tiles, listening to the birds, and trying to not look down. A bread loaf, fresh from the window, was in her hands, but you couldn't exactly say she stole it. No, she just borrowed it; the bread was the one at fault as it would never go back. Harriette sighed at herself, and jumped down, landing softly on the ground next to her little pack.
"Hello James. Is Alda alright? I brought some bread. I thought Alda broke her leg or something?" Harriette said, mind playing through what she could do and what had happened before. She was hardly focusing on herself.
Alda was the youngest of the group at age 13, but Alda had proven to be the most resourceful.
James jumped, but he was used to Harriette's mysterious comings and goings. "Um...Alda has, I'm pretty sure, broken her leg. And...Want to split the bread now or-"
"I know how things run here. I made this group. I'm planning on making it survive. In the afternoon we move. We've been here a tad too long." Harriette said, tossing him the bread. "But now the choice is on you. What are you going to do with this." Harriette sighed when James was far enough away, and moved to Alda, resting a hand on her shoulder, and squatting down to match her height.
"I'm going to set your leg. Hold still, this might hurt." She said, and set the leg. "There, you did wonderful." She said, and held the trembling Alda. "You did better than I would have," she said into the 13-year-old's black hair, thinking of the time she had done the same to herself, and failed to stay quiet.

(Her little pack, forgot to add that. :p

In Age Order -

Janice - female, 17
Johanna - male, 16
Juniper - female, 17
Harriette - female, 16 - leader
Felicia - female, 16
Mark - male, 15
Jack - male, 15
Liberty - female, 14
James - male, 14 - sorta second in command
Alda - female, 13)

Nanita \ Purple | ALley |open

Nanita stood up and stretched. She knew her brother was coming with who knows what. Good because her store were out.

James | Purple | Alley | Nanita, open

James had divided the bread in ten small pieces, but that was normal. Most servings were small. He sighed, and left the alley place. He yawned, and sorta knocked into Nanita.
"Oh, sorry!" He said, and backed up a pace.

Sirona | green | her house/restaurant she works at | Rebel and the other kids she cares for, open
Sirona woke up. She didnt wake up the other children but instead got ready. She went out to the back of the house were she kept three chickens. She had bought them about a year ago with some money she had managed to save up. She took the eggs then returned inside. She turned on her old stove then put a pan on top. She cracked the three eggs into the pan added a bit of milk, salt and pepper. Once her scrambled eggs were finished, she divided it into 7 small portions. She put exactly two crackers on each plate. With a smile she called the kids in. Children! Breakfast is ready! I have to get going to work soon dears! she said. All 7 kids came in, Rebel the last of which. She kissed each of their heads. She then turned and left for her job at a small restaurant as a waiter. The kids ate and as soon as they finished, began to wash the dishes. Once finished, Rebel lead them out. After a short talk, each kid split up to go to different parts of town to request donations.

(Since I won't be here for awhile I'll drop my characters in later.)
(Didn't realize how many places we were going)

(ofo good luck lal)

Nanita | Purple | Allye | James
She nervously shrunk back. "Um, yeah, don't worry about it....I'm fine...hehe..."


Nicote | Yellow | Sirona
Nicote hurried along, almost forgetting to look where he was headed, and bumped into Sirona. "Oh, sorry. You alright?"

\Can u plz change the name of this thread to Reclaiming the World? Thanks (We love those too-fast fingers and brains that don't check what's being typed ;D)