Post by Danny on May 18, 2010 17:36:02 GMT -5
5 years later...
I came to existence 5 years ago, in the year 2553. I have no data on anything before then. When I ask, when I attempt to build my library, I am told those years don’t matter. All I want is to be able to refer to something peaceful. Nothing that involves death or war, I just want to think about something else.
I do know the universe is not what it used to be. I do know that Humanity was once great, and all powerful. But at the time of my birth, a race emerged to challenge Humanities power. The Rifters, a race that was banished to the edge of space in ancient times by the Forerunners. The conflict was brief and violent. The Humans home world, Earth, and all other worlds under their control were dominated, or destroyed. Humanity fell, and in just a matter of weeks.
The Humans retreated to their alien allies’ home world for safety, and to regroup. The first twelve months were total anarchy. The United Nations Space Command practically disbanded, all of Humanity did. They were scared, confused and alone, and without any real leader or any hope, they broke.
As the years went by, order slowly returned amongst the Humans, but they were now spread desperately thin. What remained of the U.N.S.C, the loyalists, took most of the military technology and star ships to form a mass drifting space colony, known as Eden.
The other majority of Humans remained on the planet called Sangheilios, in the protection of the technologically superior race that inhabits it. But without a stable Government or military, gangs, militia and mercenary groups began to appear, the biggest being Quartz of Cambridge, a mercenary group claiming to be ‘the new age army’. The Sangheili have done what they can for the past five years to keep order, and to police these mercenary groups, but there isn’t much that can be done against Human crime.
A very small amount of Humans are also located on a planet known as Tortuga, which isn’t exactly governed. It’s a mining planet that is shared by the Humans, Sangheili and other races. Including a previously unknown squid-like race. The correct term for those that work, and or live on that planet, is scum.
That is the state Humanity is in. We are now the lowest race on the universal food chain, the Rifters sitting comfortably at the top. Though for the past three years, these Rifters have seemed to have disappeared. They dominated nearly the entire universe, but since then, there has been no Rifter activity. No attacks, no sightings, nothing.
The Rifters are still out there, they wouldn't abandon their new kingdom. We don’t know what they’re doing and maybe we don’t want to. But they’re leaving us alone, so that’s all we need to know.
(OoC: Ask any questions you have here, or discuss what your characters will be doing 5 years on, either related to the information provided or something else.)
I came to existence 5 years ago, in the year 2553. I have no data on anything before then. When I ask, when I attempt to build my library, I am told those years don’t matter. All I want is to be able to refer to something peaceful. Nothing that involves death or war, I just want to think about something else.
I do know the universe is not what it used to be. I do know that Humanity was once great, and all powerful. But at the time of my birth, a race emerged to challenge Humanities power. The Rifters, a race that was banished to the edge of space in ancient times by the Forerunners. The conflict was brief and violent. The Humans home world, Earth, and all other worlds under their control were dominated, or destroyed. Humanity fell, and in just a matter of weeks.
The Humans retreated to their alien allies’ home world for safety, and to regroup. The first twelve months were total anarchy. The United Nations Space Command practically disbanded, all of Humanity did. They were scared, confused and alone, and without any real leader or any hope, they broke.
As the years went by, order slowly returned amongst the Humans, but they were now spread desperately thin. What remained of the U.N.S.C, the loyalists, took most of the military technology and star ships to form a mass drifting space colony, known as Eden.
The other majority of Humans remained on the planet called Sangheilios, in the protection of the technologically superior race that inhabits it. But without a stable Government or military, gangs, militia and mercenary groups began to appear, the biggest being Quartz of Cambridge, a mercenary group claiming to be ‘the new age army’. The Sangheili have done what they can for the past five years to keep order, and to police these mercenary groups, but there isn’t much that can be done against Human crime.
A very small amount of Humans are also located on a planet known as Tortuga, which isn’t exactly governed. It’s a mining planet that is shared by the Humans, Sangheili and other races. Including a previously unknown squid-like race. The correct term for those that work, and or live on that planet, is scum.
That is the state Humanity is in. We are now the lowest race on the universal food chain, the Rifters sitting comfortably at the top. Though for the past three years, these Rifters have seemed to have disappeared. They dominated nearly the entire universe, but since then, there has been no Rifter activity. No attacks, no sightings, nothing.
The Rifters are still out there, they wouldn't abandon their new kingdom. We don’t know what they’re doing and maybe we don’t want to. But they’re leaving us alone, so that’s all we need to know.
(OoC: Ask any questions you have here, or discuss what your characters will be doing 5 years on, either related to the information provided or something else.)