Cool. If I can get one more person interested, I'll make an official thread.
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The animals that we've known and loved since childhood are in danger. Many species of Africa's most famous wildlife are starting the make the endangered list, with only humans to blame. Can you imagine a world without stories of lions and elephants? These beautiful creatures are being hunted and systematically destroyed by poachers. These illegal hunters' methods have become so fierce and organized that reservations are having to protect themselves with near military-like forces.
Okavango sits on an open savanna in Botswana, Africa. It was opened back in the 80's as a wildlife reservation and sanctuary. Since then, their mission has stayed the same: protect South Africa's diverse fauna. They have run for many years off of government funds and donations, and now, they are opening their doors for a new program. Young zoologist majors from around the world are being invited to come for the summer and shadow experts and specialists of their field. The collage students are chosen by an essay and project contest. The top ten winners are flown to Okavango and put up for two whole months to study and experience the animals they have only seen at zoos and museums.
The intentions of this program is to teach the newer generations the importance of conservation. But while this sanctuary may seem like heaven, our young students may just be thrust into a warzone. Will they be able to fend off the money hungry poachers?
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So the gist of this idea is Captain Planet meets vicious organized crime. There's big money in animal poaching, and the poachers are a borderline guerilla-esque crime syndicate with military weapons. The students are at the park to learn about different animals species and conservation tactics first hand, but they will also get up close and personal with some of the most vicious criminals in South Africa.
This RP will be player driven. It will be sandbox style for the most part, with events that will players can chose to take part in. Feel free to voice questions, comments, and concerns in this thread.
Okavango sits on an open savanna in Botswana, Africa. It was opened back in the 80's as a wildlife reservation and sanctuary. Since then, their mission has stayed the same: protect South Africa's diverse fauna. They have run for many years off of government funds and donations, and now, they are opening their doors for a new program. Young zoologist majors from around the world are being invited to come for the summer and shadow experts and specialists of their field. The collage students are chosen by an essay and project contest. The top ten winners are flown to Okavango and put up for two whole months to study and experience the animals they have only seen at zoos and museums.
The intentions of this program is to teach the newer generations the importance of conservation. But while this sanctuary may seem like heaven, our young students may just be thrust into a warzone. Will they be able to fend off the money hungry poachers?
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So the gist of this idea is Captain Planet meets vicious organized crime. There's big money in animal poaching, and the poachers are a borderline guerilla-esque crime syndicate with military weapons. The students are at the park to learn about different animals species and conservation tactics first hand, but they will also get up close and personal with some of the most vicious criminals in South Africa.
This RP will be player driven. It will be sandbox style for the most part, with events that will players can chose to take part in. Feel free to voice questions, comments, and concerns in this thread.
I wonder if I posted another thread in the general interest section if I could get a few more people. I'd like at least five people to commit before I go and make an entire thread.
Also, I happened upon these. Sci-fi twist or too much?
It'll probably bounce back and forth, honestly. I can't commit myself to just one tone.
A vaguely menacing broadcast.
The end of another day. The sun was sinking, the sky was on fire with red and orange. The reflection of the fleeting day danced on the water of the bay. The city would soon be thrust into another spell of darkness. As night took over, the people and their intentions began more sinister.
Across the city, the TVs would flicker. Was it real? Was it another power surge? Static took over for a moment before it was jarringly replaced. The imagine of a clock, silently ticking. Then, text faded in over it.
Tick tock...
The image then cut away to various news reports of heroes around the city. An anchor woman stood in front of the camera, praising Hotshot for stopping a bank robbery, then switched to a man at a desk, talking about Dr. Wattz saving a woman from being kidnapped. A couple more mentions flitted across the screen before suddenly cutting to black. The jarring cut was then met with another line of words.
Where were you then?
The next few clips showed the outside of a college dorm, then cut to a shitty motel, then to the outside of what looked like a bunker. It cut to black again.
Where are you now?
The text faded, and the screen filled with what looked like nonsense numbers. An odd audio played over the numbers. It was like the quiet hum of a machine, with a rhythmic click every over second or so. The distinct sound of something rotating.
13050520 1305 2308051805 200805 23091404 0212152319
The text faded out to the sound of an ominously ticking clock, then the sound of a grandfather clock chiming 10 times. Then, just like that, the broadcast was over. The city was left to scratch their heads and figure out what hell it meant.
The end of another day. The sun was sinking, the sky was on fire with red and orange. The reflection of the fleeting day danced on the water of the bay. The city would soon be thrust into another spell of darkness. As night took over, the people and their intentions began more sinister.
Across the city, the TVs would flicker. Was it real? Was it another power surge? Static took over for a moment before it was jarringly replaced. The imagine of a clock, silently ticking. Then, text faded in over it.
Tick tock...
The image then cut away to various news reports of heroes around the city. An anchor woman stood in front of the camera, praising Hotshot for stopping a bank robbery, then switched to a man at a desk, talking about Dr. Wattz saving a woman from being kidnapped. A couple more mentions flitted across the screen before suddenly cutting to black. The jarring cut was then met with another line of words.
Where were you then?
The next few clips showed the outside of a college dorm, then cut to a shitty motel, then to the outside of what looked like a bunker. It cut to black again.
Where are you now?
The text faded, and the screen filled with what looked like nonsense numbers. An odd audio played over the numbers. It was like the quiet hum of a machine, with a rhythmic click every over second or so. The distinct sound of something rotating.
13050520 1305 2308051805 200805 23091404 0212152319
The text faded out to the sound of an ominously ticking clock, then the sound of a grandfather clock chiming 10 times. Then, just like that, the broadcast was over. The city was left to scratch their heads and figure out what hell it meant.
I seem to make a habit of making off color RPs that no one wants to join :/
Sounds good to me
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