(Rp based off the futureistic city from my stories. I ask for one thing, put (Twilight Force Member-InputName/InputSpecies) IN your signature so no one gets confused of who you are. I will do my shortly. Hope you enjoy. And I'm not as good as others, but good so to speak. Whatever, here I go!)
The date was 2345 S.D., September 25.
The world of Turmolia has evolved since the times of swords, sheilds, and knights. Now future weapons are many, and the world has slowly begun to corrupt. Unlike its young days, the planet has aged greatly, and located on what is called the "Heart" of the planet is the famous, large, city... Silver City... It is huge, containing all sorts of tall gleaming buildings, hover cars rush about the air above the people, and even the teens have their own way to get around on hover boards, and such things like it.
Despite its calm look, filled with shops galor, and people a many, lies a dark secret... Two companies, Omni Corp, and Ucron Tech constantly clash for technological respect, but Ucron Tech constantly steals the spot light with its amazing inventions to help the world. So, in secret, Omni Corp began building weapons, weapons of all sorts, and because of this, Ucron became extremely cautious of them.
Now, amoung the people who walk the streets is a rebel group called the Twilight Force, bent of revenage on Omni Corp, for its weapons have killed many people so far, but deny having made them. Teens in the city with great abilities, powers, skills, and stronge wills, run and fight their way to not only become members of Twilight, but even some work independently.
"People of the world!" A Silver Fox said, standing atop a roof at midnight in the heart of the city. "We are the ones to fix what they have destroyed. It is up to us to stop Omni. We have the power, and skill to do so. Twilight Force, Move Out!"
Post Merge: January 30, 2009, 06:54:56 PM
In Silver City was a small tavern, the type that stuck out like a sore thumb amoung the high tech buildings, for it had a old age look. Like a tavern from a book, or you would see on the side of the road out in the middle of no where. approuching this tavern was someone garbed in a black cloak, only his black furred foot paws could be seen as he swiftly made his way inside. Across the room, behind the bar counter was a six foot two gray furred hyena male, with black spots, black fur from his elbow down, and neon purple hair. His eyes a peircing emerald green, and the male wore a black sleveless fishnet top, black dress pants, and a red boytoy bow tie for kicks.
The hyena turned to spot the cloaked figure, smiling a so slightly at the other while saying with a firm yet warm voice, "Welcome sir, how can I help you?"
The other male must have stood at atleast six feet, being just slightly shorter than the hyena. The cloak took a seat on a spining stool, resting his black paws on the counter surface and says with a soft voice, "Yes.. Get me some Gin, please."
With this said, the hyena went out to do so, saying softly in response to the others calm voice, "The name is Greg by the way, and welcome to Twilight Tavern."
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