| LOWER KEYTOWNE friday, october 3rd reserve/apply now! [reserved characters] ¤ [applications] [locations] ¤ [deities] | RUN RUN | AS FAST AS YOU CAN Welcome to Lower Keytowne. They hope that you'll enjoy your stay. Who are they? That's a fair question, but you're not going to get the answer to it very easily; that's not how they roll. What isn't left up to guessing? The fact that you aren't home anymore, you're very far away from home. You're on a big hunk of rock floating mysteriously in the air, if by mysteriously we mean (if you could take a peek) on the back of a gigantic pink elephant swimming through an endless warm sea. Harmless looking clouds stretch out in all directions, until the gods that brought you here get snitty. Then the rains come, and the cloud whales look for cover and the winged zebras stretch out those wings and shield their foals. The animals are the only natural inhabitants. Everyone else on the island isn't a native. They were brought here by the gods as amusements, or maybe because they needed to be taught a lesson. The island is separated into districts, diverse and each representing their own ethnic background in a way that makes it clear that these gods or whatever they are represent some planet, somewhere. Maybe not yours. Jungle meets plain meets frozen wasteland, each area having a dense but small population of aliens from a thousand different backgrounds. Nobody knows how to get off without falling for days and eventually drowning in that sea. Sometimes, rainbow bridges appear from the edges of the island, seeming to lead to nowhere, halfway finished and fading out before they reach anyplace substantial. Do they lead to the way out, or to the abodes of deities? Just where in the world is this? Well, it's not. In the world. And you're all in for a nasty surprise. |
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