de Terra, translated to of Earth, is an original play-by-post roleplaying. We strive to create a laidback environment that leaves room for creativity and growth; our plot is only an outline of major events affecting the setting before roleplay begins. The rest of the plotting - aka what happens in the present & future - is entirely up to the roleplayers of the site. As events unfold in separate threads, and characters form alliances, plot points will emerge from the developing stories that could affect several others around them - if not the entire world.

de Terra begins it's story with our Earth, having been obliterated by greedy humans, dying. 8 spacecrafts carrying 300,000 humans each left it's axis, hoping for life beyond the blue planet. Out of the 2.4 million, only 1,600 survived.

Upon the spacecrafts were 200-person cryogenic freezing units with pods that would freeze it's inhabitants in time. These pods have mysteriously been crashing down onto a planet similar to the one they once called home, though there is something strange about it.

Little do these humans know, they aren't alone. Beings that seem to shift between animal and human, or seemingly both at the same time, are native to this planet, and a few aren't too happy with the invasion of a... lesser species.

Are you one of the humans that is a survivor, or are you a species beyond man that has resided here for millenia? Are you a diplomat that strives for peace or a warmonger that feeds off of chaos? Choose your path wisely, for one wrong choice and your fate is sealed...

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00.00 Up on my podium as the know-it-all scholar. Down in my seat of judgement, gavel's bang, uphold the law. Up on my soapbox as a leader out to change the world. Down in my pulpit as the holier-than-thou would-be messanger of God.

00.00 Up on my podium as the know-it-all scholar. Down in my seat of judgement, gavel's bang, uphold the law. Up on my soapbox as a leader out to change the world. Down in my pulpit as the holier-than-thou would-be messanger of God.

credits, baby. raise the war on organized crime. sneak attacks - repel down the rocks behind their lines. some people risk to employ me, some people live to destroy me. either way, they die. they die. they killed my wife and my baby in hopes to enslave me. first mistake; last mistake. paid by the alliance to slay all the giants. next mistake; no more mistakes.

⮞ TIMELINE, PAST & PRESENT

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⮞ TIMELINE, PAST & PRESENT

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