Fighting has never been foreign to Remoor. The citizens of Remoor have never been concerned with outside troubles, after all; they had enough of their own. For years these troubles were swept underneath tourist grins, and happy words. The region’s dirty secrets were recently drug into the light.
Now, the world may as well have ended. The war between two mighty powers has destroyed everything in its path. Mewtwo, who some from Kanto and Johto might remember, has converted back to his human hating ways.
The other force, the Pravus Corporation, is owned by its multi-millionaire president [and headed by the council]; seeks only power, for themselves. Pravus knows nothing of restraint, and with the powers of science on their side they showed it.
The result ? :
The once beautiful region, packed with life, is now a destroyed mass of abandoned cities, and toxic fogs. Even the brave Nada Citadel is slowly rotting away, corruption and paranoia are slowly tearing its foundations to shreds. The entire region is a museum to the horror of war, and a prime example of Armageddon.
But the region has not drew its final breath quite yet:
The newly created group of the Rangers seeks nothing but to rid the world of Pravus, and return Remoor to its former glory. The group however, is slowly corrupting from the inside out, morphing into a different version of their enemy. To kill a monster, it often takes one, will the rangers become a reflection? Or will they retreat back to the moral high ground?.
The road is long and tough. Where it eventually ends is up to you.
Crash landing. (open) « Thread Started on Sept 2, 2009, 12:21am »
Soap was normally a calm, mellow, placid kind of fellow, the sort of man you could point a cannon at and feel no worries. Today however, one thing did worry him: Gravity.
Which was why only word he uttered as he fell through the window was one syllable, very loud, and unfit for printing here.
As he landed, he frowned at teh broken glass. Who install broken glass in a rocky hillside? And then makes it horizontal glass. Seriously now. He needed to speak to osmeone about that, it's a safety hazard.
Hotaka followed him down the hole, landing much more loudly next to his master and friend. Hotaka looked over at him with concern.
Soap shook his head. "I'm fine. Just annoyed. Seriously, who puts glass skylight in the ground?" He then looked around at the empty room. The skylight was fairly large, but there were sizable rock outcroppings on either side of it--still, who would hide a skylight like that? Of all the covert designs, that seemed to be one of the strangest.
He cracked his neck loudly. "I wonder if this is a Pravus base. I could use a sparring partner. Oh well, I suppose we'll see...." he mumbled as he picked up his bo staff. It wasn't much, but it'd do if he needed to fight. Which he might not mind, we'll see.