Please visit the RP's new channel at #primemovers on Foonetic IRC. [b]Table of Contents:[/b][list] [*][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/51148/posts/ooc?page=1#post-1561761]Mechanics[/url][/*] [/list][b]The Premise[/b] --- Energy is humanity's most coveted resource. From transportation, to agriculture, to medicine - everything runs on energy. And, even now, advanced as we are, energy is not free. Far from it. Wars are fought over it; people die for a barrel of oil. Billions are made, lost, and stolen because of energy. It is the lifeblood of our entire race. And it is our greatest weakness. Imagine for a moment, another civilization, much like ours. Except, this civilization has been blessed with magic. Powerful magic gifted to a select few. None know whether by divine providence or a genetic mutation. And it does not matter. These people stand in the light, as beacons of power and paragons of the glory of humanity. However, there are some who have not received any gifts from gods, no lucky twists of the genetic code. These people also stand in light, but of a different hue. They stand in the cold light of science, technology, and progress. They are innovators, experimenters, designers, developers, creators. These are people who shape their world not through some arcane ability, but through their wit and mettle. Both of these forces have defined civilization. Cities have been raised miles above the surface of the planet, built by technology and given life by magic. Arcane philosophers have stared into the void, looking for meaning, and sometimes even finding it. Great thinkers of the world's universities have found a unified field theory of physics, and with it, have unlocked the previously thought impossible. Tragically, however, such a golden age cannot last forever. Why? Energy. The lifeblood of the planet, a form of matter called vim, drives both the exotic technology of the scientists, as well as the spells of the arcane. And vim is fading. Even now, mages find their spells harder to cast, and the price of vim is rising, making operating the machines that drive civilization more and more costly. The planet is being drained of its lifeblood, and so are its inhabitants. [b]The Prime Movers[/b] --- You are a Prime Mover. You are a cause, and the world is your effect. You are either a mage or a scientist, engineer, inventor, or other master of technology. What will you choose? Will you wield forces of seemingly unknowable orgins, and probe secrets deeper than any mundane mind could comprehend? Or will you turn your mind to machines, weapons, devices of science? Will you reimagine the world in a manner closer to your liking, and then make it that way? Or, will you be someone else? Will you break the cycle of destruction that you have recognized in magic and technology? Will you advocate a simpler way of life, closer to the original intention of nature? Choose wisely. The world is dying, and so are we. More details to follow. --- [b]Music:[/b] Exogenesis Symphony Pt. 1: Overture - Muse