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"The future has been set. It is set in stone and unchanged. All you can do is follow in the footsteps of the plan for your life."​

These words once spoken by a great leader and president of the greatest place on earth: Bristoria. Bristoria: the city in the sky, the world above the sea, the metropolis on the clouds. The one place on earth that isn't tainted by the rest of the world; why, you may ask? This floating city has no connection to earth except by the flying aircraft that goes in between certain places to different areas. This convenience is only available to those with the right financial status...in other words: there's a large fee to pay to get in to the ship. The reason is because everyone in Bristoria has a special gift that lets them do something extraordinary: fly. Everyone outside Bristoria wants to do the same, so when they get a chance, they get their hands on one and break its neck. Once it's dead, they take them back to city walls, where no one else can claim them, and take them in for testing. The reason behind why they can fly is yet to be revealed.

Name: Mekar [meh-kair] (Mek, for short)
Age: 17
Gender: M
Bio: Mek is a young boy who has been sheltered for his whole life by his parents and doesn't know of any other race or anyone else's world. He has a pair of blue wings on his back that make him a very curious case.
Country/World of Origin: Bristoria
Other:
Personality: Serious when he has to be. Tends to be over dramatic.
Appearance:
Weapon: none.

During an afternoon of playing tag-by-flight with his friends, he came across an object that was shimmering in the sunlight. He picked it up and held it towards the sun and it made a weird shadow. It was a blue-ish-green shade. the object itself was red. He looked at it and then off the edge. He looked out at the rest of the clouds. Nothing else but clouds was visible. He threw a rock he found beside out into the clouds and made a break in it that was small enough to see an island below them. He shone the weird object towards there and noticed he could see stuff below the clouds.

Bristoria Beach: The land below has friendly people working on a daily basis. They are generally fun-loving people.
They trust most everybody.
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Gratoni Country: A gnarled land where mean inhabitants spend life in exile. Ground is barren and air is smoggy. Generally war-ridden on a regular basis.
They don't trust anyone.
Inhabitants:


Flatcher Jungle
A rather jungle-like area that savage people inhabit. The people are generally poor people who only trust each other.
Inhabitants:


Scargent Region
A water city that not many people know about. The people that do know about it are sworn to secrecy and are also the elders of each continent.
They're too paranoid to trust anyone except each other.
Inhabitants:


Metropoland
This area is a high-tech metropolis that feeds on electronics and equipment. Very high tech. People trust each other.
Inhabitants:


Bristoria
A land in the sky where ignorance really is bliss. Everyone has a pair of white wings except Mek and a few others. Mek has the blue pair.
Inhabitants:
Mek [StarkMad]
Cerxos (AmericanSephiroth)

As Mek looked hard at all these places he'd never seen, he leaned too far out and slid off the place. He began to fly and held himself up. He looked down as he flew up. After a few seconds, he flew in place and then started going back up. His mysterious object started glowing weirdly and his wings flashed a great flash and then stopped working. He fell down Bristoria Beach. Little did he know that he and his new found allies would soon turn the president's words into much and make him eat it.
"The future is as we set it. The good and bad alike are what we decide. Keep moving forward; no one can tell you what you can and cannot do."

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Username: AmericanSephiroth
Name: cerxos (sir-zos) “black-wing”
Age: 23
Personality: Very cold and self-centered
Side: Bad
Gender: Male
Bio: he was wanted on bristoria for multiple murders but now they have forgotten but he does not want to risk it, he is an extremely good fighter and is skilled with many weapons
Other: he is the only current bristorian with black wings
World/Country: bristoria
Appearance: long slightly spiky black hair, normal build , black wings but have blood red tips on them from the people he has killed usually seen wearing a black trenchcoat to cover his wings has really white skin black lips and red eyes. he has a scar on his left arm from fighting.
Weapon: long katana, knives hidden on his legs, and a gun in a pocket on the inside of his coat



Name: Acke (Ah-Kei)
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Side: Bad
Bio: He had lived within Metropoland all his life without ever leaving it. He is very clever and has gotten away with many murders and stealing within the place. Acke hates young child and finds them the most enjoyable to slay. Along with women, but, that fact is due (though he hides it) he has a huge fear of them...
World/Country: Metropoland
Personality: Clever, Rude, Careful, Violent, Emotionless
Appearance:

Spoiler

Weapon: A Harp (That can morph into a Bow)


Name: Syledora (Sil-dor-a)
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Side: Good
Bio: When he was born, he had neon lime Green wing and a tiny dark purple/navy blue wing, though his parents ripped the green one off. He does not speak of that darker part of his life. One day, his parents were missing and most likely murdered he figured. Though his family hurt him, he feels sorrow for his parents vanishing... Currently he got things from Metropoland to replace his missing wing...
World/Country: Bristoria
Personality: Shy, Kind, Curious, Coward...
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Spoiler

Weapon: Ring blade (It is over his head normally; like a angel's halo)


[Sign up as an inhabitant of one of the worlds and try to be a person that would blend in or be a rebel against your kind.
No being an elder.]

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No sex.
No God-modding
Keep it at a level that a 10 year old could read.
Swearing is to be at a minimum.
When I say leave, leave. As in "you're being a ******-head. go away."
I probably won't say that.
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If you want to stop, find a way to get your character knocked off. Or I will.
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