Coloursfall
THIS IS HOW WE BLEED
500 Years Ago, mankind discovered the universe around them.
400 Years Ago, was the first contact with alien life.
300 Years Ago, mankind began serious experimenting with the human genome.
200 Years Ago, the first space colony was established.
100 Years Ago, genetic engineering was perfected.
And 50 years ago...he was born.
400 Years Ago, was the first contact with alien life.
300 Years Ago, mankind began serious experimenting with the human genome.
200 Years Ago, the first space colony was established.
100 Years Ago, genetic engineering was perfected.
And 50 years ago...he was born.
He is the master of the DNA helix, a genetic wizard. He's been creating human beings to the specifications of his customers for nearly 30 years, and never once has he made a mistake. He can make a human being to the exact specifications given, right down to the tiniest detail. He is one of the richest men alive, proof of his skill. He has a lab the size of a small space colony, and the best equipment. Nearly every human being knows his name - hell, he created half of them.
They know him as a sharp-dressed and intelligent man, who knows just what to say and do, no matter what. A genius. A media darling. He can do no wrong, this mighty creator of men.
But we know better.
We know what lurks behind that charming facade, the madman that the 'genetic wizard' really is. He's curious. He wants to improve humanity. Wants to see how it all works, if he can control it... And we are the test subjects.
Bred in his labs and trained from birth to love and adore him, all spark of rebellion crushed before it can start. Or so he thinks; some of us refuse to be brainwashed, but what can we do? There's nowhere to go. And so we remain, bred like dogs to see all the different ways our genetics can combine, carefully tracking our pedigrees, for all of those thirty years he worked here.
If you're female and older than thirteen, you are likely pregnant or have several children already. Males over the same age have likely sired at least one child. He usually makes sure that siblings or parent and child don't mate, but sometimes...
We have lived like this for a long time, not daring speak out against him. Until, one day, a single, shaking voice was raised in the silence. A young teen, no older than seventeen, questioned our 'beloved' master. Not to his face, oh no...but to us, the masses.
And so the seed was planted. It is up to us to free ourselves.
Rules:
-If you couldn't tell from the writeup, this is gunna be squicky and creepy and wrong. Deal w/ it.
-That being said, don't go too overboard. :V and no explicit sex.
-I'm going to be VERY strict about your characters. Really. If you have doubts, use this.
-Our little rebel is played by Sunflower. so back off :T
-I will give your character(s) a given name; you may pick a nickname or something they go by to others.
-You may have two characters if you wish.
-If those bold parts in the form aren't bold in your app, I'll reject you. and use the enter key. in fact just read this and this.
-Keep in mind your characters would have never left the facility they live in; it's like a big dorm.
-Sunflower is also my corunner
Form:
[B]Name:[/B] [Nicknames too; edit in given name when it is given to you]
[B]Age:[/B] [I would prefer if your characters were over 13, and can't be older than 30]
[B]Gender:[/B]
[B]Appearance:[/B]
[B]History:[/B] [Ask me if you need any information. Remember, you were born and raised on the lab station, and probably never left.]
[B]Personality:[/B]
[B]Other:[/B]
Have fun.
Characters:
Josef (Jacob)/Sunflower
Magdalene (Lii)/NightDaemon
Vreni (V)/Nova Prime
Meinard (Macro)/Titress
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