So the lore is unknown (i’m trying to come up with something) But it’s in a wasteland World called Sarka. The government has fallen and the world has turned on each other. (Government name: Atlas) This era is referred to as “The fallen Order”
Be back later!
I’ll do the lore. I’m kinda good at it(and by that I mean GOOD)
Sounds great, i’ll look forward to it
Lore spotted, i’ll do this! Any main characters?
What?
I’ll be the main one to do the lore. But if anyone wants to try they can!
What I meant is i don’t wanna be the only one getting credit(which is what’s probably gonna happen, IDRC)
Other people can try to make some lore up.
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@Darkrai
I will give people a chance until 2pm to make some lore up, then I’ll post mine(yes I’m done alr)
@Gaming-Phoenix you can try to if you want to too!
Lore: Long before the world had become a wasteland, Sarka was a land of peace. Everyone looked out for each other. Atlas, The main government was our hero.. or so we thought. Everyone looked up to Atlas, they found hope in Atlas. They’ve gone through countless wars, with the help of.. you guessed it, Atlas. People thought they were safe because Atlas promised the people protection. Even through deserts or in the harsh snow, Sarka Thrived, the people lived! But somehow, everything went horribly wrong. The savior of Atlas, was now its destroyer. Atlas’s major leaders, became tyrants and terrorists, obssesed with power and control. They became too greedy to the point where everyone was out for themselves. When people thought it couldn’t get any worse.. Yep, it got worse. Food and water became scarce, neighbour fought neighbour. Wars began, and there was nobody to stop it, this began as the age known as “The Fallen Order.” Cities that once Thrived in peace, were now wastelands. Chaos was everywhere, technology hidden beneath the crumbled debris, waiting to be uncovered by people brave enough to seek. Trust was now the most rarest currency in Sarka. Trusting someone was like giving your own life. People usually relied on shady alliances or sheer power to survive. Everyone lost hope.. Yet, even with the chaos, one thing remained: Oppurtunity. The Oppurtunity to save Sarka, as a hero, or a Villan. Shape the fate of Sarka as you must. Will the world plunge deeper into chaos, or will Sarka finally become free? (Might add more later, right now, I gotta go to class.)
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LOREE idea!
For many decades, Atlas peacefully ruled Sarka, a plentiful world filled with lush wildlife mixed with many bustling metropolitan cities. Until disaster struck. An awful new natural defense once hidden under Sarkas endless grass, but had been dug up and revealed the spores it spread out of, known as Orin Gas. It would render the victim unconscious, then… bad things would happen. Atlas tried to control it, but they couldn’t find the cause, so it continued to spread, destroying the overflowing jungle life covering the planet that Sarka was known for, as well as the many large, futuristic cities inside. Civilians tried to flee, but other planets wouldn’t take them due to the risk of falling as well, so they were sent back and left to perish. Now, people whisper of Sarka in a hushed, darkened tone, infinitely stuck in what they call “The Fallen Order”. Can you restore Sarka, and maybe Atlas, to its former glory, or will the ruins of the once great empire stand in the shadow of its past? (I dunno if this is good as I need some more context, but.. I gave it a shot!)
40 minute warning.(until I post) <3
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Atlas, once the crown jewel of Sarka, has fallen into disrepair after a solar storm ravaged the planet’s landscape, making it an arid wasteland in which only bandits roam. As such, water has become a precious resource, with the bandit tribe of the Wanderers having taken control of the Atlas Reservoir, magnifying their power over the land. However, a rival tribe known as the Razes has the goal to annihilate anything resembling civilization, and has set Atlas in their cross hairs. You are a commander of a Wanderer strike force that focuses on Intel gathering, making you more familiar with the history of Sarka than most. Even before The Great Storm, the warring nations of the kingdoms around Atlas had already begun to bring the planet into decline, with waste polluting the natural world and scores of corpses lying in the fields from bio engineered plagues. Your team has taken to calling the era in which you live “The Fallen Order”, and work with the Wanderers to restore a semblance of civility, if through some rather brutally suppressive methods. You are sent out into the Southern Dunes to south on the Raze camp, in order to assess their forces. A siege party had already launched a probing strike earlier that day, so as you trek the blistering sands in the late evening with the sun at your back, you are well aware the fate of your faction lies on the quality of your intelligence. After fighting off a swarm of mutant Geckasauruses, you reach a ridge overlooking the encampment and find the Raze dealing with a group they call the Shadeborn, a gadgets cartel backing the siege of Atlas. Having seen how large the force currently is, you know your only hope is to eliminate the Shadeborn envoys before the next shipment arrives. Infiltrating the encampment under the dead of night, you successfully defeat the Shadeborn, but raise the alarm during your fight, causing a desperate flight back to the Gates of Atlas.
@randomlikesghostface Dude, one just post it nobody needs several messages of you yapping about it. Also, try to show some respect for the rest of the people writing.
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@King_Thunder_Alt1
@randomlikesghostface Dude, one just post it nobody needs several messages of you yapping about it. Also, try to show some respect for the rest of the people writing.
ok </3
(no more yap time.)
LORE:
They call this tomb “Sarka”, but it was born of Atlas. The old government didn’t just fall; it was unmade by its own gadget, a self-evolving Scourge that escaped and turned the very air into a vector for nightmares. This plague didn’t grant a clean d3ath. It was a cancerous, waking horror that rewrote its victims, forcing them to live through the wet, cracking sound of their own bones rearranging. The world turned on itself as people listened to their loved ones scream, their voices thickening as their bodies warped into unrecognizable shapes. Now, the last “pure” descendants of Atlas cower in sterile bastions, hunting the “Warped” who survived the change, while outside, every breath is a gamble—a silent invitation for the spores to take root and begin the agonizing process of making you something new.
done.
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… I did not think anything could be this good. Absolute Cinema.
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