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TURPENTINE.
since the great war, we'd lost all hope. a single city, standing alone amongst rubble and ruin, blood staining our palms and fog clouding our eyes.
we'd resigned all our wishes for a brighter future, given into the darkness, forever.
one day, that all changed.
when the radio turned on, in every house and every home, to the words of our saviors. a mysterious, soothing presence, which brought color back to the skies, a single flame amidst our chests.
we received a new purpose. to prove ourselves useful, to shine with a radiance they'll approve of, to garner approval, fame, splendor.
we all know the price, after all, for dulling that starlight.
author's notes that immediately make this ic way less cool because i ramble: original, messier interest check is linked here. this is my first time hosting a forum since my webs.com days, and is a pet project i'm currently working on completely solo. if you're interested in helping out, feel free to send a friend request to @capsellas on discord, but i may be a little slow (bones are creaking)!!
the current vision's a dystopian dieselpunk-esque (it's being workshopped,) rp set in an environment inspired by mid-to-late 20th century eastern europe, ruled by two mysterious radio hosts running a cult of personality. membergroups and factions based on colors and art concepts- the two claim to be bringing color and life back to the city, but what happens to the unlucky few who don't shine underneath their spotlight...?
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last edit on May 30, 2024 20:32:56 GMT by capsella
I'm @capsellas on discord! Feel free to reach out if you need anything.
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