The history we know today never happened. Where it went wrong no one is truely sure. The world is full of anger and gelousey, only certain humans whos hearts are truely pure can be said to bring slivers of hope to everyone around them... but hope is something hardly alive. A enforcement known as the black gears roams the streets and air. Giant baheamoths designed to hunt down all sources off hope. No one controls these mechanical monsters, they build and control themselves. To spin humans around to there bidding they bottle up small canisters of such hope and sell them for rediculous prices bringing almost all families knto poverty. Making it impossible to revolt.
Knowing this, where is your hope for life?
Hey everybody, and welcome to the 'world without hope RP' now for those who didnt understand it well this is sorta a 1800s steampunck RP- set in a apocalyptic London.
Rules: 1: your not invincible.
2: you are not allowed to be a demon or whetever.
3: you are allowed to be a robot, but other then that you have to be human.
Hope or non: