Pluto IX RPG
welcome aboard pluto ix
It starts out like every other morning. You wake up, you brush your teeth, you make your breakfast. There's nothing good in the paper, so you get up to get dressed... until you hear a rumbling in the distance. Your glass of milk starts to tremble, and suddenly you notice your house shaking. It feels like an earthquake-- but no, that can't be right-- no, it's something bigger, it has to be, and you scurry into a corner, hugging your knees to your chest, waiting this out as it comes closer and closer and closer--
Destruction. Trees being ripped out by their roots, houses smashed to bits, you, being torn from your safehaven. You're flying so fast that your ears are ringing, and you close your eyes, mouth open in a silent scream, until you black out and everything suddenly stops.
You open your eyes.
All around stretches miles and miles of red desert. Mountains line the skyline, the sole survivors of a massive explosion that spread across the Earth. The air is thick with dust, dirt, chemicals, and poison, and you can hardly breathe. Clutching at your throat, you're certain that it can't be long until you'll suffocate, at this rate-- it looks like no one else is around, and you're going to die on this red planet, completely alone.
You're wrong
It sounds like a helicopter is landing. You're unsure. There are people in metallic bodysuits shouting and picking you up and taking you on board a ship that looks like something taken straight out of the Twilight Zone. They're drilling you with questions, performing tests, prodding, poking, injecting a chip into your neck-- they try to explain everything, but you can't comprehend everything at once.
"It's the year 2500. You were catapulted out of your world by a nuclear blast. We will be taking you to Pluto IX: Space Colony, along with the last survivors of Earth."
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♦ DOUBLE CHARACTERS ALLOWED
♦ CHARACTERS POST-RP CANON ALLOWED
♦ POST-APOCALYTPIC
♦ CHARACTERS ARE THERE BY THEIR OWN CHOICE, FOR ONCE
♦ DEATH STAR TYPE SPACE SHIP
♦ BRAND NEW
♦ PANFANDOM
♦ FRESH RP MEAT-FRIENDLY AND WELCOME