In Greek mythology, "The Gigantes" are where we got the word for "Giants", as well as the idea of them. The tale where they featured most prominently was called "The Gigantomachy", and was considered the end of the Greek legends.
How appropriate, than, that for us, Their arrival signaled one thing:
The End.
Nobody knows where They came from; speculation was all over the place. Reports put them anywhere from 5 to 20 meters, rising from the seas, emerging from the earth, charging down the mountains. By the time everyone knew They were real, They were everywhere, They couldn't be reasoned with, and They couldn't be stopped.
The big cities got hit the hardest, one or more charging in faster than they could evacuate, or even sound the alarm- millions were consumed by Them in just the first 2 months.
Our armies tried, but were also among the first to fall. They were too strong.
We fled underground; hiding was our only option. Some say there are floating colonies out on the seas, but for now, underground is all we know-
The Surface belongs to Them.
We manage to get by with what we have, but sometimes we have to go up, for scavenging and forage. Sometimes we even catch radio signals from other shelters!
It's dangerous to go up, but the bold and brave who keep managing to return earned a place of honor among the survivors. They come back with tales of having to flee, or even fight Them, and the lengths they have to go to in order to survive! Officially, they're just called Rangers, but the people's eyes light up with hope as they start to call them
How appropriate, than, that for us, Their arrival signaled one thing:
The End.
Nobody knows where They came from; speculation was all over the place. Reports put them anywhere from 5 to 20 meters, rising from the seas, emerging from the earth, charging down the mountains. By the time everyone knew They were real, They were everywhere, They couldn't be reasoned with, and They couldn't be stopped.
The big cities got hit the hardest, one or more charging in faster than they could evacuate, or even sound the alarm- millions were consumed by Them in just the first 2 months.
Our armies tried, but were also among the first to fall. They were too strong.
We fled underground; hiding was our only option. Some say there are floating colonies out on the seas, but for now, underground is all we know-
The Surface belongs to Them.
We manage to get by with what we have, but sometimes we have to go up, for scavenging and forage. Sometimes we even catch radio signals from other shelters!
It's dangerous to go up, but the bold and brave who keep managing to return earned a place of honor among the survivors. They come back with tales of having to flee, or even fight Them, and the lengths they have to go to in order to survive! Officially, they're just called Rangers, but the people's eyes light up with hope as they start to call them
Giant Slayers
Welcome to the Giant Slayers rp!
This is a post-apocalyptic setting, where the surface of Earth is too dangerous for human civilization due to the presence of colossal predatory creatures that resemble humans and primates. Humans have been living primarily underground for at least 5 years since They came. People call these creatures Giants, or Them/They collectively.
I'm keeping character sheets minimal:
Player:
Character Name:
Description: written or image is fine
Mole/Rat (put a line through the one you aren't)
Occupation:
Gear:
Background:
submit characters in the OOC first, and please don't put them in the character tab until they're approved.

