It is several hundread years in the future, and most are dead. It wasn't zombies, nuclear war, or anything anyone imagined. Yes, it was a war, but it was every man for himself. Why are most dead? It was the weapons. Buildings crumble, and civilization is a thing of the past.
About 100 years before: A group of briliant minds found a way to alter life forms. They gave everyone a way to protect themselves. Powers, but that wasn't dangerous. The powers had a failsafe. No matter what they were, if used, it would hurt the user, as well as the one being attacked. It was a way to give everyone self defence. Later though, a group elsewhere thought these powers could be used for more. They tried and succeded in manufacturing weapons, that not only amplified the powers to become lethal, but also nullified the self inflicted pain. These weapons came as anything imaginable, as well as powers, if your power was over electricity, you could have a gun that shot compressed bursts of electricity, or a blade that conducted the power. the combonations were limitless, and the weapons were delivered all across the world.
Back in the preasnt: Well, everyone was so selfish and thought that they could do anything that the world soon turned into a battlefield. Only a select few that arent selfish, or make rash decions survive. Well, that and the members of the orginization who made the weapons. Now, there are rogue groups of survivors who seek to bring down the evil orginisation, with their own weapons.
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Name
Age
Power
Weapon (can dual weild, but it bust be 2 of the same kind of weapon)
Rules:
Don't godmod, (no autohits or really powerful unstoppable powers)
Be nice.
PS: Only you can use the weapon you have, as it becomes tuned to your specific power
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Name: Ocelot Shadow
Age: 17
Power: manipulate electricity, hacking, and firing blasts from his hands
Weapon: a black sythe
*walks through the woods, carrying the sythe on my back* I wonder is anyone else is alive...
