Earth is not the same. Magic and non human races were commonplace as far back as history goes. Society and the world advanced alongside them, ushered along by the elves or shunted back into darker ages by the orcs.

But magic slowly gave way to technology. The mystic forces seemed to weaken in the hands of those who used it, cold steel taking its place. A few retained the gifts of magic, though the force that had brought the sentient races out of the mud was relegated to inferior supporting roles.

Then, in the winter of 2012, a solar event occurred, in accordance with Mayan prophecy. Energy from the sun caused a major surge in magic strength on Earth, reigniting the magic that had gone nearly dormant. Those who had possessed no power before were now flooded with it, even if they had no clue how to wield it.

Whether by accident or design, disaster struck. In the spring of 2013 some forgotten necromancy unleashed a plague upon the world. Those few who had been blessed with magic, roughly 2 million globally, were immune, the rest of the world’s billions fell victim to it.

But this was no ordinary plague. Those infested with it rose shortly after their death with the sole purpose of destroying anyone who was not like them. They did not need to eat or sleep, they seemed to feel no pain, and they came with a relentless abandon. Races such as the Asani and orcs responded even worse to the plague, mutating horribly into nightmarish creatures that joined the ranks of relentless human undead.

It has been two weeks since the outbreak destroyed civilization, and those few survivors that are scattered across the globe must now face the nightmare that has become existence.

Name:

Name: Krios Bonewing

Race: Draconian

Age: 24

Gender: Male

Appearance: Tall and thin, greenish-grey skin, slanted eyes with yellow pupils, messy black hair, pointed ears and teeth, claws instead of nails. Wears a sleeveless leather tunic, fingerless gloves, cloth pants and boots.

Weapons/Armor: His trusty katana.

Talents: Skilled swordsman and fighter, trained by his father from an early age. Moved to New York to increase his skills.

Gifts(up to two): Powers of fire, ability to transform partially into a dragon.

Your call!

Krios stood on a rooftop, staring around. No sign of another living being for miles. He sighed and began making his way toward the center of the city. Maybe he’d find someone there.

Krios rounded the corner just in time to see a woman disappearing up the steps into a tall building. “Hey!” He called, running after her. “Wait up!”

Krios came to a stop in front of her. “I happened to notice you weren’t one of the living dead, so I thought it’d be a good idea to say hello.”

Name: Abes Snider

Race: half elf half vampier

Age: 20

Gender: male

Appearance: He is paled skinned with short white blond hair that hang in to his almond shaped black eyes. Like most elves he has pointed ears but there much shorter then moat of his race because he a mixed race.

Weapons/Armor: Long sliver sword.

Talents: looking cool, and he good at hunting animals his parents taught him both methods of there race and he combined the two to make an almost perfect hunting method.

@Grace no magic?
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“I guess,” she replied, holding back a laugh. They wouldn’t be the only things breathing down his neck.

@grace Alright, post away.

(YAY IT’S JET-KYO!!!!)(go ahead^^)

((WOOOOOOT XD))

Anon jumped from rooftop to rooftop, not really thinking about where he was going. He heard voices, quiet ones. But they were voices. He hadn’t seen a person that wasn’t dead for a week and a half. The group he’d been with was happless and careless. Picked off one by one. Then it hit him. The wall of the building he didn’t notice, as he was paying attention to the people. With a load thud he hit the ground outside a doorway, “…wow.”

Anon looked around, not dizzied from the fall. Noticing the girl first he was stunned. She looked so familiar, but different. Like someone he’d known before the event. “…Do I know you?”

” People might not be the right word,” Abes said jumping down and landing next to her.

She glared slightly, “Well, not you, I guess.”

“You know, or ignore me,” he said walking past them, “But I hear a hoard about a block an a half away, just fyi.”

“Call me Krios,” Krios said to Anon. “Wow, I haven’t seen anyone alive in days and suddenly the living are everywhere.”

“Too many people, in my opinion,” Dasha muttered.

Krios shot a glance at the vampire girl. “There’s safty in numbers,” he pointed out. “I mean, I know you’re a vampire and you’re strong and all, but it’s 100 to 1 out there.” He followed Anon into the room.

“Alright alright,” he grumbled as he let them all threw. He began to board the door back up. He took a look at the group every once in a while. He kept being drawn to the Vampire. “Are you sure we haven’t met???”

Abes scratched his face looking uncomfterble in the sunlight his eyes only parshly open.

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“Did you do any free running?” he asked, “I uh.. i used to know alot..” he got a little quiet, remember once again his group of friends.

“Mighta seen you around then,” he said, scratching his head, “..I guess I won’t let it bother me.” he sat down, and his stomach growled. He pretended to ignore it.

She stayed standing, glaring at the buildings nearby.
(Why always the roof?)

(internet shuts off? that sucks0
Dasha just glanced over, “Why?”

She shrugged, staring back out.
(why?)