EXTINCTION IS THE RULE
survival is the exception.
BACKGROUND.
It all started with the snow. 20 years ago.
And just like that, man was wiped out, sparing only a few.
Winter came, but Summer, Spring and Autumn did not. Our world plummeted into the cold, and took us along with it. Our great cities dashed out in the blizzards the ricocheted from pole to pole, all that is left of them is the passages in the books that were salvaged. Our homes destroyed and all that was left to us was our sheer will to survive. Billions died. Their bodies buried in the snow and sometimes, they don't always stay in the snow, the dead like to walk.
Those that managed to scrape past death's fingertips stowed themselves away in the intricate cave and tunnel networks below the surface, and others found coves nestled between mountains which could hold our homes without blowing into the wind. But the cold isn't all that bites and gnaws at our flesh. Our planet isn't our own anymore, there are others that walk its surface. Others don't believe in our survival but rather our demise. There is something beyond the veil of our world, something unknown to us entirely. It prowls along our borders, sniffing out the cracks to slip through, and bad things always find what they are looking for. Angry hearts always wreak vengeance, and it is a fire that burns and eats its way through anything and everything. Our world isn't what it used to be, we don't leave peacefully in our homes, arrogant of the world outside our walls. All the secret's of our planet have been lain out, naked before us. So what did we do? We fought. In every instance of humanity, our fear brought on our rage, and our rage brought on war. And so many humans choose to fight a race just as old as we. The lycans. As the humans died in their billions, the lycans began to step out of the shadows as they raised their faces to a new sun. It was the dawn of monsters, they were no longer alone, no longer the only vestiges of what lay beyond the Earth's veil. Hellhounds, Ice giants, trolls, numerous creatures tumbled through the cracks and the lycans rose up to the place they saw as rightfully there's, right at the top.
Once upon a time there were the great houses of the lycans. Ancient families found all over the world that held the bloodlines as sacred, who taught their cubs the way of the wolf and their connection to the Earth. That it was their sacred duty to protect the pack and nothing more, nothing less. The human world was no concern of there's, and to reveal yourself to man was their greatest sin. But in the days of the end, lycans who did not belong to the great families turned on them, seeing them as weak. These lycans turned away from the codes of honor and pack loyalty, and turned their faces to savagery. To the ways of the monster. It is these lycans that hunt mankind, and it is these lycans that which mankind hunts. Most of the great houses have all but died out, the vestiges living on within a few cubs that managed to escape the first waves of the kullings.
But the lycans are not all we face. There are other things that wait for us in the snow...
PLOT
So here is hot it goes: the world plummeted into its second Ice Age. Wolrd War Three tore across the lands and people fought for resources and such. Billions died. Then came the monsters, the lycans and alike. All emerging from the shadows to take what they thought was rightfully there's. So consider the fact that humanity has taken a huge swing back in time, they don't have access to technology, medicine, electricity, etc. None of that anymore. It has gone right back to the dark ages for them and only the people who now how to survive live on. There are human camps found in alcoves between mountains and within caves. There are lycan and human camps where both species look for safety together. Then there are the pure lycan camps. Seeing as everyone is hunting each other, there is no specific 'good guys' and 'bad guys', you join the camp that sits closest to you morals. So to begin with, the plot would start with the survival of our characters, setting up where they are situated, what they believe in and such. Then we can develop the plot further, would love any ideas.
THE COLONIES OF THE NEW WORLD
The human base camps were mostly created by military factions that survived deep in their bunkers, thus you have the 'factions', which are a bunch of army bunkers in which humans have managed to stow themselves away in. These bunkers are human only.
Their resources are plentiful for now, in the way that they have stowed medicine, food, and salvaged farm animals deep below the surface. They are an attractive target for the rogues, but the only issue is getting in, seeing as it's almost impossible to get in.
Then you have the 'cave dwellers' and these are the rogues that belong to neither side of the war and merely want to survive. All kinds of monsters and humans live together in the cave networks.
They mostly eek out an existence where they can, their lives revolving around hunting and killing and such.
Lastly there are the lycan camps. Lycans do not feel the cold, but their camps lie within sheltered alcoves between mountains.
RP THREAD:
extinction is the rule && survival is the exception [P] RP THREAD
Can definitely say the same about yours, so aesthetically pleasing! 