- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- One post per day
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Transgender
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Romance, A bit of horror, magical, and almost everything.
"Attention all citizens. Curfew is in ten minutes. All members must be inside their homes before the force fields go down. The protectors will keep you safe. Attention all citizens." The automated voice repeated itself as the citizens of Meraculus got settled down for the night. Every night the force field went down and every night the protectors came out to keep the impurities away. Sure, some people wished to be able to go out more, but it was for their safety after all. Who were they to question the hand that fed them?
Meraculus was one of the few surviving societies. It stood somewhere in what was known as Eastern Europe back in the past. They didn't know much of what had happened, only knowing that the impurities had caused mass destruction, forcing the normals to flee for safety. Or at least, that was what they were told. The teachers were really good at dismissing any and all questions. The impurities were poison to the world. What more was there to think about?
As night fell, a loud whirring stopped as the fences no one saw stopped flowing with electricity. An electric fence. Ingenious, yet it wasn't the force field everyone thought it was. Dead bodies were occasionally seen around some of these fences. People with burnt faces or broken bodies. The cleaners were in charge of taking these out and turning them into fertilizer for the farms.
The area around the marvelous utopia, the Nowhere, was feral. A jungle of trees and diseases in the normals minds. Just what the impurities would like. No one questioned their little world. No one thought it was wrong. No one knew the truth about the outside world.
But there were those who were curious.
Meraculus was one of the few surviving societies. It stood somewhere in what was known as Eastern Europe back in the past. They didn't know much of what had happened, only knowing that the impurities had caused mass destruction, forcing the normals to flee for safety. Or at least, that was what they were told. The teachers were really good at dismissing any and all questions. The impurities were poison to the world. What more was there to think about?
As night fell, a loud whirring stopped as the fences no one saw stopped flowing with electricity. An electric fence. Ingenious, yet it wasn't the force field everyone thought it was. Dead bodies were occasionally seen around some of these fences. People with burnt faces or broken bodies. The cleaners were in charge of taking these out and turning them into fertilizer for the farms.
The area around the marvelous utopia, the Nowhere, was feral. A jungle of trees and diseases in the normals minds. Just what the impurities would like. No one questioned their little world. No one thought it was wrong. No one knew the truth about the outside world.
But there were those who were curious.