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    In the year 2163, Russian terrorists bombed America, managing completely destroy most of the East Coast, including all of Washington D.C. Most of our political leaders were killed in the bombing. Without a government to lead them, America fell into anarchy. Most of America were to panicked to do anything about it for years. Everyone was terrified that the Russians would return... But they didn't. In 2169, a group of soldiers and some of the remaining political leaders began to form. They began to plan how to put America back together. They were semi-successful... The managed to reform an army to make the citizens feel safe. Then they started cleaning up the East coast. But this seemed to be exactly what the Russians wanted... Knock the enemy down, but let them get back up before finishing them off. About a year after Americans started working on fixing everything, the Russians attacked again, this time with an army instead of bombs. At the safe time, they began attacking areas around them. It soon became World War III. And we were losing.


    In a desperate attempt to win the war, scientists from many countries got together and started an experiment on animals. They took injured animals off the streets and gave them new limbs or whatever they needed, while at the same time, they put a special chemical, which had been in development by the American government for years before the war, into their blood, attempting to give them special abilities. These animals became known simply as 'The Experiments'. Most of the animals died, but there were a few groups that survived the tests. Some of them were actually successful, though most of the survivors came out with dysfunctional or only half-working powers. And some of them... Some of the them went insane. Well, that's what the scientists thought at the time. They would attack anything and everyone they say, animal or human. The scientists locked them away. It wasn't until one of the facilities was discovered and attacked by Russians that the scientists realized that the animals hadn't gone crazy, but their commands had been messed up in the tests. Instead of attacking Russians, they were working for them.


    The scientists started sorting the Experiments into smaller groups. The successful tests were given the title The Saviors and were sent into the battle. The failed tests were called The Abandoned and were locked away. The traitors were named The Killers and were also locked away or executed. Though, the Russians did break into facilities and free them quite often.


    The war raged on for years and years. By 2198, there were more animals fighting then their were humans. By 2234, almost no humans remained. The remaining humans were hiding away. All the animals had been released, though there were less then a hundred of each group left.


    The animals had been around humans and had been controlled by them for so long that they began to develop human-like personalities. By the time the war ended, they complete understood human culture and tended to use some of the human's ideas in their own lives.


    Now that both sides had fallen, they seemed to return to almost normal lives. Almost. Instead of dividing off by species, they divided into their groups. The groups still fought, but not constantly like before. Over times, the groups developed enough to work with their own ranking system of sorts. Each group now has it's own belief and it's own spirit world.


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    Each animal has 3 letters a 2 numbers in there name. The first two letters stand for something. In DBX07 the DB stand for Death Bringer. The X stands for experiment, and the numbers stand for which creation she is, so there are at least 6 other animals with DBX at the beginning. She is the only known living of her type. They also get a nickname, like Scarlet. Any questions? Just ask.


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    1. No powerplaying. Your character can have powers, but that does not make them unbeatable. The will get hurt, and they could die.
    2. Don't kill another person's character without their permission
    3. Don't start any plots that will affect the whole group without asking me first.
    4. Cussing is allowed. These animals have been around humans for so long they've developed human-like personalities. That's the way it is. Please don't complain about it. If you don't like it, don't join.
    5. No relationships between groups. The humans implanted things in the minds that set an automatic kill switch when they see someone from the other group, and there is no changing that for the current moment.
    6. Please use at least semi-decent grammar.
    7. This isn't really a semi-advanced roleplay, but please don't do short posts like 'He sat.' Or anything like that. make them at least a line or close to it.
    8. No OOC fighting


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    Exo paced the length of one of the large rooms lined with cages, her metal class making clinking noises on the concrete floor. The noises echoed off the walls and high roof, causing them to be much louder than they should.
    As she walked she looked at the rows of cages lining the walls. Most of them were empty, though some had become nests to a few of the Saviors and we're currently occupied by assorted sleeping animals.


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  • Terror was sitting high in the rafters of the building, watching as Exo paced back and forth. The massive bird could hear the metallic clicking of her claws against the time floor. Terror was somewhat unique. It was true she had been experimented on, but in the end, she had remained more her original self than just about any other. Her talons and beak had been strengthened be a titanium alloy, and a small data chip has been implanted within her brain to act as a computer and transmitter, but outwardly, Terror simply appeared to be a regular Harpy Eagle. She dived of the beam and glided toward Exo, landing atop one of the cages. "What are you doing?"

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    OOC: Low muse... Whoops


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    Exo stopped walking to look over at the bird, which had not noticed before. The clinking of her claws went silent, leaving the room completely empty of sound. She blinked once before answering her question. "Pacing." She said simply.


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  • Terror stared at Exo through emotionless black eyes. "I can see that," she said in slight irritation. "Is there a reason for your pacing? We haven't seen or heard anything from our murderous counterparts in a long while," she said as she stared down at the canine.

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    Exo continued to watch the bird calmly, her mechanical eyes twitching in the sockets. "Well I am not one for sleep, and I find boredom in sitting around doing nothing. But I don't wish to go outside, so I pace. Does there have to be a troubling reason for me to pace?"


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  • OOC Alright cool


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    Swift watched the two in silence from where she was, keeping herself at a distance like she normally did. Closing her eyes she shifted and her back faced the rest of the group members, her ears pinned back at the noise of the birds

  • Ty fluttered around, generally just being a busybody, looking for things to do. it was late, but that didn't stop the medic. The Butterfly experiment eventually found Terror and Exo talking. He just sat down quietly, on a nearby pipe, curious to see how long it would be until he was noticed. probably not long, since Terror was a hawk. Hawks had good eyes.

  • Diggs waddled up to the group. He said "Hi" to the other experiments very quietly; he was almost unheard.


    Ty raised a hand in greeting to Swift and Diggs. "hey, you two." he greeted the other two, turning around to speak to them. "What's up?"

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    "Hello, Diggs. Hello, Ty." Exo greater the two smaller creatures with a flick of her tail. "I believe the sky is up in most cases, but I guess it would be ceiling at the moment, wouldn't it?" She said in a very curious tone, still smiling. "I was just explaining to Terror why I was pacing."


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  • Terror tilted her head. Her sharp ears caught the faint fluttering of paper thin wings, recognizing it to be Ty. Her black eye turned to gaze at Diggs. Normally, she would view him as food, but the eagle wasn't hungry right now.