Welcome one and all to my carefully curated collection. Feast your eyes upon a multitude of ideas I wish to pursue and cast your vote on which you want to see available sometime soon! You may enjoy and discuss as many of them as you like, but please cast only one vote. As enjoyable as it is to be asked for all of them, I can only prepare one at a time. Enjoy!

[color=d6d6d6][i][sub](cyberpunk rebellion)[/sub][/i][/color][center][h1][color=#00a00a][b]R.  E.  S.  E.  T.[/b][/color][/h1][/center]
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[b][u]R[/u]eimplantation and [u]E[/u]xcision [u]S[/u]ystem for [u]E[/u]mergency [u]T[/u]rauma:[/b]
A miracle of modern technology. A single neural implant can continually track the user’s brain state and, upon suffering brain-damaging trauma, image that state and upload it in milliseconds to a remote system. Simply upload the image to a replacement tube-born body to fully revive a deceased individual!
It sounded great, but as with all things, it cost money: money most don’t have. Replacement bodies are expensive. OmniMed charges an arm and a leg to connect into the R.E.S.E.T. satellite network. Only those with a fortune in their pockets -- the gods that live forty stories above the slaves -- could afford all the costs. Literal immortality gated behind nothing more than binary numbers in a digital bank account.
Fuck ‘em. We don’t need their satellites. We don’t need their bodies. We can liberate their neural chips and their regrowth hardware. [i]We are the Highlander Resistance, and we have the skypeople’s weapon.[/i]

Welcome to the Highlander Resistance: the poor & desolate people’s last chance in the City of Fantasies and Nightmares. The resistance is reeling after much of their leadership was killed in a brutal C-Sec raid. Now it is up to the characters to step up and pull the operation together. The world will react to how your rebellion is run. The citizenry could cover for you when C-Sec comes knocking, or they could throw you to the wolves if you’re disliked. The fate of the resistance, and the whole city, is in your hands. [i]Save the dream.[/i][/hider][hr]
[color=d6d6d6][i][sub](fantasy apocalyptic)[/sub][/i][/color][center][h1][color=#cc0000][b]H E L L ' S    A N G E L S[/b][/color][/h1][/center]
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	[i][color=#ccd8ff]God has forsaken them. The humans ... left to burn at the hands of our unsacred enemy. Truth, they are not without fault. The give into temptation, mortal desires, and violent tendencies. They are far from sacred, but the mortal sins of the few do not condemn the many. So we fall. So we fight. ‘Till our last breath we stand ready to do what the Great Creator refuses: protect and defend the innocent.
		-- Archangel Vincent[/color]

	[color=#f4ffd6]Our world is at war. Us who know of this are but few. The immortals come to do battle in our realm of existence. Angels and demons clash in the shadows out of sight. The armies of Hell march in the dead of night. The few from above stand against the many from below. And we who have seen ... we stand at their shoulder against the fiery foe. For our brothers and sisters in unknowing bliss, we do battle in the dark to preserve the light.
		-- Paladin Kallistus[/color]

	[color=#ffadbb]They call to us. Their creator has cast them aside as a failure. Precious few among them seek the ancient ways. They beckon us to cleanse their realm of nonbelievers; to grant them the knowledge they seek. Some will resist us. Some from God’s holy ranks will not stand aside. Let them. Our legions will smother the land and blot out the sun. The basest urges of the humans fuel our strength. Lucifer’s reign comes.
		-- Lord Mulogxath[/color][/i]

The very being which created the world and all things has laid that creation to rest. The legions of divine beings once tasked with protecting, influencing, and guiding the world God built are now told to leave it lie. The hounds of Hell bark at the gates, waiting for the opportune moment to sweep over the land and sea like a fiery plague. Armageddon is nigh. Advance parties of Hell’s demons stalk the shadows, razing towns and sowing chaos ahead of the coming apocalypse.
Dutiful few among Heaven’s holy warriors have abandoned their posts to uphold their charge: protect the humans. Few among said humans have bore witness to the truth of demons. Among them come the bravest warriors ever to grace mankind who stand strong in the face of Hell’s eldritch forms. Beings of two different realms stand shoulder to shoulder against the coming evil: Hell’s seemingly infinite armies. Defeat seems inevitable. Failure is not an option.[hr]

A story of those of Heaven and Earth who do battle with the monstrosities of Hell in a desperate struggle to protect the mortal realm. Characters are confronted with the harsh reality of attempting to forestall Armageddon itself as Hell inches ever closer. There will be betrayers and sympathizers among mankind. Root them out before they summon powerful demonic forms into the world! Every pocket of civilization will need your help fighting for their very survival. [b]You cannot save them all.[/b] Choose your battles wisely, because one misjudgement could very well bring about the end of humanity for good. How will your stop the End of Days? How will you handle the sacrifices it takes along the way?[/hider][hr]
[color=d6d6d6][i][sub](western dieselpunk outlaws)[/sub][/i][/color][center][h1][i][color=#ffe77e]Hammerlock[/color][/i][/h1][/center]
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[i]“The frontier wasn’t won by the rich. It wasn’t won by playing the safe, or the long game. It was won by gunpowder, diesel, and the crazy sons of guns who flew airships straight into the uncharted depths of the blazing sands. The desert is outlaw country, and we’re here to remind that to any silver spoon sucking weasel who thinks they can just fly out and take the sodding dirt from us. If they want our stuff, we’ll give it to them [/i]bullets first[i].”[/i]

The Hammerlock Crew offers a lot of things: money, freedom, money, reputation, did we mention money? The rich shipping barons of the tower cities see the frontier towns of the scorching desert as theirs. They control much of the water shipments, so they should control the towns right? Not of a bunch of pirates and mercenaries with a shred of a conscience and a whole lot of ego have something to say about it. Mercenaries where the people that brought pockets of civilization to the desert sands, and it turns out they do have the honor to defend it.

Characters are a part of the Hammerlock Crew: a band of pirates and mercenaries among many in the frontier that keep civilization alive. Raiding merchant galleons to feed and clothe the desert dwellers is just another day on deck. Full power to engines, rifles at the ready, there’s a loaded barque off the port bow![/hider][hr]
[color=d6d6d6][i][sub](historical fantasy)[/sub][/i][/color][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ATJmKhc.png[/img][/center]
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[color=e2e2e2][center][i]The bloodiest witch hunt in history ... No one is innocent, no one is safe.[/i][/center]

Welcome to 17th century Massachusetts. Something is going bump in the night and the common folk are not well. Children in the picture of health have fallen ill with sicknesses no doctor can describe; a stable set ablaze in the dead of night without even a candle near. The unnatural has awakened in Salem Village. The wheels of deadly machines turn steadily ... and those who know the truth scramble to the shadows.[/color]

A roleplay of lies, deception, survival, intrigue, and the supernatural. No one is safe from the prying eyes of the clergy. No one is safe from the gallows.[/hider][hr]