| Forum Name | Topics | Posts | Last Post |
| General |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | General Board You can talk about anything here Moderator: Rikku | 17 | 119 | on Aug 5, 2005, 5:53pm by ruby in !!!MOVING!!! |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Rules :::MUST READ::: Moderator: Rikku | 2 | 2 | on Feb 1, 2005, 10:15am by Rikku in COPYRIGHT! |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Vacations PLz post here if you are going away at any time! Moderator: Rikku | 14 | 25 | on Jul 30, 2005, 6:15pm by Cadee Bo Miller in Away, for a while... |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Outsiders Come here to post you're stats according to the example!! Moderator: Rikku | 36 | 89 | on Dec 7, 2005, 5:16pm by kesi in .Come, We'll dance the... |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Advertisements Please feel free to advertise you're own rpgs here! But also remember to include the link!  Moderator: Rikku | 19 | 28 | on Sept 28, 2007, 5:47pm by kaguya in The Realm of Mystery |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | OOC Board Wishing to talk to fellow members, OOC!? Well come here to talk to them!! Moderator: Rikku | 14 | 118 | on Aug 1, 2005, 11:05am by ruby in Should I? [all in plea... |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Agony Aunt Problems? Needing support? Come vent it out here! Moderator: Rikku | 2 | 6 | |
| Downtown |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Deserted El Capitano Police Station Fallen, broken windows and doors, lying shattered. Once a bustling police station, now just a hideaway for many. You can find a radio, weapons and supplies here. Moderator: Rikku | 6 | 33 | on Jun 25, 2005, 3:15pm by Zane in Somewhere cold |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Desolate St. Mary’s Hospital No staff! No Paitients! No-one! Nowhere! Nothing, empty halls....polished surfaces, squeaky floors, labs empty.... you can get supplies both medical and food. But do you dare take refuge in such a place? Moderator: Rikku | 2 | 6 | on Jan 30, 2005, 1:05pm by Alyn in Redeemer |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Abandoned Cordele Mall Through shattered windows, the icy wind blows leaves and bits of paper past shop windows. But there are no busy shoppers and store clerks. Everything is as it was except for the layer of dust and debris coating the remnants of clothing, dismantled shelves and other products. Money left on tables, mid-transaction, shoppers' bags laying on the floor still full of rotten groceries......as if scared by something so terrifying they had to leave immediatly.... Moderator: Rikku | 3 | 34 | on Jun 9, 2005, 5:26pm by jeremiah in Roza's Awakening |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Ethereal High-Rise Office Blocks The few office blocks that are left, tower over the town, casting huge dark shadows. Inside, broken glass and metal rods stick out from the ground, where concrete has been worn away. Computer parts and other electrical equipment are found in every office, some sparking as the last bits of eletricity run through the wires. Coffee machines drip gone off coffee. Bacteria-eaten doughnuts lay half eaten in packets. The only sound echoing through the tall structures is the groan of large lift cables in the heart of the buildings. Moderator: Rikku | 1 | 3 | on Feb 25, 2005, 8:15pm by Alyn in To Hunt the Hunters |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Highway Avenue Barren highway, the road stretches on for distant desert miles, confused by turning to the right, left, back upon thineself! Do you know where you are going? Tattered papers lines the gutters washed by the endless sapphire rain… paintented asphalt markings streak the centre of the highway, causing a collision of minds, where will this avenue lead thine to? Moderators: Rikku, Roza | 1 | 5 | |
| Outskirts |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | St. Byron’s Resurrected Ruins Derelict house of god, the roof caves in, the systems groan. The whole being aches in tormentation. Leaking rain causes destruction upon the alter holding above, the last crucifix the city shall ever see again. Rotten pews, rusted door locks, bolts unchained, the graveyard destroyed. Nothing can be found here but the remains of countless victims. Rebels journey through this land, only one called Rikku lives here! Moderator: Rikku | 3 | 20 | on May 14, 2005, 2:14pm by Gracie in .this i have bled. |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Shambled Cinema Enter if you think you'll live! The screen fell to ruins many a weeks end before this day, shattered glass lies caked in blood from 'er previous victims. An unearthly moaning ceases to devoid of torment, creating a tomb of splendid illusions and falling whispers. Rebels can live here! Although there are no supplies. Moderator: Rikku | 3 | 12 | on Jul 6, 2005, 8:11pm by Zane in The big screen |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Neglected Baiting Bear Inn Hinges creak, wooden door bang in the wind, like a ghost town deserted. Drinks left untouched on the bar, Whiskey ready to pour! a warm dying glow from the fireplace, a small haze burns. The winds echo their pride through the shack, moaning and groaning....jackets left, belongings, wallets lay unaffected by the passing of time. The bar clock ticks then skips a beat and ticks again....silence....where is everyone? Moderator: Rikku | 3 | 27 | on Jul 24, 2005, 9:36pm by ..::Cara::.. in Mistrust |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Derestricted Recreation Ground If you stand here long enough, the wind picks up whistling eerily through the acid streaked trees, wreaking the timber, tearing it to shreads. The swings creak and shudder in the testing landscape, nothing is neither dead nor alive... untouched the green common land folds away, dying the grass crackles beneath your feet.... and the question imprinted on your mind.... am i really alone? Moderators: Rikku, Roza | 1 | 14 | |
| Squats |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Eastern Landfill Cove The Cove is unrecognisable now. The once sparkling, soft sand has turned grey from oil leakages and the constant landfilling of unwanted rubbish. Boats grounded on the shore lay battered and broken from viscious seas storms, creaking as the tide washes in. Jagged rocks stick out from the water, dead sea urchins and other small wildlife killed by the excessive landfilling, still clinging to the crevices. Moderator: Rikku | 2 | 7 | on Apr 6, 2005, 7:25am by Rikku in Solitary Confinement |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Veiled Portico The rusty archways were all that's left of the once busy railway. Steel supports choked in soot and dirt, loomed over the small valley underneath. The zigzag pieces of steel going up the supports acted as steep stairs leading up to the unused railway. At the top, railway lines had rusted over and bolts and were missing. The only thing keeping this place covered, were the half-dead evergreen trees, as if trying to hide a secret. Moderator: Rikku | 0 | 0 | |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Secreted Conduit Underneath the city, the sewers formed and intricate labrynth. Water dripping from the ceilings, the scurrying of a few rats that were still left and the ripple of flowing water, were the only sounds echoing down the vast tunnels. No light entered or escaped here, except for the small holes in the man hole covers. Moderator: Rikku | 1 | 2 | on Feb 12, 2005, 5:33pm by Rikku in like.toy.soldiers |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Concrete Corridor In the heart of one of the office blocks, a corridor is lit up by some still working lights, the only life left in the ghostly office building. Many rooms can be accessed from the corridor, housing desks, chairs and an assortment of electrical equipment. Gaping holes in the floors, sparking electricity and metal rods sticking out of the ground make this a treacherous place to be. Moderator: Rikku | 1 | 8 | on Feb 18, 2005, 6:20pm by Tor in Silence the Cure... |
| Alleys |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Lough Passage One of the oldest still-standing alleys, Lough Passage lives up to it's reputation. Thick mud covers the floor and cakes everything in the alley and anything daring to go down the alley. Festering pools of stagnent water are homes to all manner of bacteria, fungus growing in a variety of greens and rats scurrying to find scraps of food. Moderator: Rikku | 1 | 5 | on Mar 5, 2005, 9:49am by Donovan in When Angels Deserve To... |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Hatred Thicket Remnants of fallen buildings line this alleyway, blocks of stone crumbled, scored away by the driving rain that beats the city’s frozen heart! Looking through the empty space you see, permanent stains of a gruesome existence left behind in the turning of such a century. Crimson blemishes rotten into the algae clinging mineral walls. History bellows from the rancid stench, you are truly asking for thines death toll emerging to this tomb of encasing death! Moderator: Rikku | 2 | 17 | on Jul 19, 2005, 1:40am by cookie05 in Who Am I? |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Rancid Hallway Can you smell that? Blood and brain matter slides from the walls. Cantankerous stench seeps through your clothing, your hand does not help covering your mouth from gagging... its a good thing its dark... that way you can't see the broken bodies chewed by them! Moderators: Rikku, Roza | 1 | 14 | |
| Estates |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Sandringham Hall Locked in a futile existence, the windswept hall stands gazing over hill and dale, as if watching for the civilization that left however long ago! Gail force winds rack the walls, ripping at the roof, threatening collapse of such an ancient building. But falleth not this design of recumbent structure, she standeth still atop her hill in all her glory. Once a magnificent manor for duke and duchess, now sits in ruins, a plaything for the winters passed. But divine be her stature providing warmth and pitied glower. Moderator: Rikku | 2 | 31 | on May 16, 2005, 5:07am by dragoness011 in innocenT laughteR |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Massacre Stately Home From the outside, the stately home looks like the perfect place to go relax, but anyone who went to go there never returned. Neighbours claimed to hear weird mechanical noises and screams from inside. Only those inside knew what happened.......until now. Moderator: Rikku | 2 | 118 | on Jul 23, 2005, 8:49pm by Zane in Will this be a safe ha... |
![[ ]](http://s3.images.proboards.com/off.gif) | Abated Spectre Manor The outside walls covered in dead ivy and starting to crumble in places. Gargoyles sat atop certain points on the roof glaring at anyone who dare enter. Inside, tapestries hung high, swaying in the light breeze, furniture covered in crisp white sheets, leaves scattered over hard floors. The last time the owners were seen, they were packing furiously for territories unknown, barely speaking to any of the house staff. They started to pack the car but were frozen in place - something had caught up with them. The car still stands in the middle of the driveway, doors open and suitcases left where they were dropped...... Moderator: Rikku | 0 | 0 | |