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Only By Night (accepting)



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Fri Apr 16, 2010 10:06 pm
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Only By Night

The world is spinning. It’s burning you alive and freezing you to the bone. It holds you down until you can no longer move. There’s fire everywhere, surrounding you, consuming you. Horrible monsters growl at you from the caves. It hurts. You can’t control it. You can’t run from it. You wish you were dead.

Hallucinations, fever, chills, paralysis, pain. This disease is known as Tormen Vex… a superbug that has wiped out entire cultures in weeks.

Fortunately, a cure has been developed for those who managed to survive long enough. Unfortunately, the side effects can be horrible. One out of three times, the cure leads to anything from a mild mental illness to utter insanity.

You caught the Vex anywhere from a month ago to years. The virus has been destroyed in your body, but you do not have immunity. You suffer from the harder side effects of the cure, and have been placed in an asylum, Mark Bishop’s Home for the Mentally Unstable.

It’s the year 2060, but all the technology and such is pretty much modern-day. The Vex first showed up in 2017, and after forty-three years, has wiped out most of the human population. Once it was nearly six billion, and now it’s only a dwindling few million. Animals, on the other hand, have thrived without humans killing them. Everything from the dairy farm cows to the pet Chihuahuas have gone feral. It’s a modern world with survivalist ideals.


You play an inmate of Mark Bishop’s Home for the Mentally Unstable. You could be a Faerie – a legendary creature such as a pixie – a Magician, or simply human. Either way, here you are. What will you do?
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