First and foremost let me start out by saying that I know its a lot, but just bare with me, it'll be worth it.

They trained the ultimate fighters through brutal training programs until they had the best of the best. The cream of the crop so to speak. Twenty-three years ago the officials ran into a slight problem. Three of their best fighters were shown things they were never supposed to have seen. A woman going through the last of the training showed them what the world was really like outside the world of the complex.

Following her back to the “real world” what was deemed as the slums to the upper class they saw what all the training was doing to people. She was a skilled fighter, and trained from birth to be a fighter. She like many of the others trained herself to survive. The real world people bartered for everything, grew their own food, and made their own clothes. The three warriors didn’t know what to say.


“I’ll show you around soon. First hungry?” The woman started as she turned to look at the other female and the two males. They shook their heads just as a door down the hall opened and a small, slender framed girl with long blonde locks came running down the hall. She collided into the woman’s legs. “I said not to come out.”

“Its okay, mama. They are good.” The little girl replied with a huge smile on herself as she turned and looked up at the three fighters. They were known for their ruthless killing, and yet she wasn’t afraid of them. The only time one had to fear the fighters coming after them was when the government deemed someone or something a threat.

The three warriors were baffled as they watched the two. Finally the woman turned back to them as the little girl went back off down the hall. “She’s my daughter.”

“But you’re so young.” The other woman responded quickly. She was greeted with a small smile.

“You train your whole lives to run that course knowing that only one person is going to come out alive. If you make it through the training then you know you have a long life ahead of you. The same goes for anyone who lives up there. Down here… we aren’t promised tomorrow. The lesser fighters could come in at any moment for no reason and kill you; you guys could come in to take one of us out just to instill fear. We’re weak, hungry, and will do anything to live. So yeah, you fall in love fast, have kids, and harden your heart to the way the world really is just so you can get up in the morning.”


The three fighters had no idea what it was like on the outside, but they quickly learned as the woman showed them around with her daughter on her back. They learned her husband had been murdered a few years back which is why she went in through the training of the upper class just to try and find out who did it. They saw the way the everyday people lived, and that the metal the government used was weapons grade. It was a lethal weapon to those who dug it out as well as those who used it. The fighters used it and didn’t even know, and then they went back to their barracks to live with the information for the rest of their lives.

But the story doesn’t end there. It would be too simple. Twenty- three years passed since the day those three fighters returned home. Nothing had really changed. Except for the common slum. Under a “random” study to see which area caused the most crime, parts of the city were frozen solid so that they could see the movements. One area ended up frozen for ten years. The same area where the fighters were shown the real side to life outside of their walls.

A new training series has just been completed and the weirdest thing happened. It is known by all to be sent out into the arena first means certain death. The leaders sent an unknown girl in first knowing she wouldn’t last long. She set traps at every stage. The first one she set a trip wire and used to it cut the next fighter’s legs off. The next trap blew the person up, and the third stabbed needles into the body.

There was something about the supplies given in the arena that no one else seemed to know about expect one other person. One of the last ones to be entered into the arena came up behind of the girl at the end of the trial. She turned around to face him as he stabbed her through the chest.

“It has to be this way.” He whispered into her ear as he pulled out weapon and turned to fight the others. The girl’s body was separated from the others and taken to an underground base that housed the upper class rebellion. The rebellion that had been started by the three fighters after the death of the woman who had shown them so much. They hadn’t known what had happened to the daughter, but they knew things had to change. It just happened that the girl they had killed was that very girl, and the male who killed her was the son of the second male.

Bringing the girl back to life was one thing, but now they had a war to fight and more fighters to bring to their side as well as getting the common slum to side with them. It was time to over throw the government system and everything they stood for.


Settings
The upper class is full of luxury and only those involved in the rebellion know about the world outside of the little box they live in. Anything the people want they get. Most of them don’t even know what dirt is. Everything is typically made out of metal and plastic. Their clothes typically differ as well getting things that seem strangely space like to those who aren’t from the upper class. There are seven sectors. Each one doesn’t really have its own function, but they do differ in terms of wealth and the jobs they could get.

The highest sector, 1, is the government. Two is where the majority of the fighters come from, though they come from all. Three is the technology. Four the regular enforcers. Five the food processors. Six the records, and seven the tailors.

Fighters get to wear whatever they want, but the normally have the space like outfits with special armor they is handed out to them when they complete their training. The training facility is located high above the upper class homes, and near that are the barracks that the fighters all live in. They can all go up to the stands and watch or watch on their tvs. Governmental buildings are all located on the inside of the mountain.

The lower class all live at the bottom of the mountain. Here the people live in normal modern day houses with normal type clothing. There are ten different sectors, though most people cross over them all of the time. Sector 1 is the food growers, two the animal raisers. Three is the ones who make things (anything). Four are the fishers. Five are the warehouses; six is the main residential area. Seven is the market. Eight is where the black market is. Nine is where the want to be fighters train and ten is the outskirts. It was sector ten that was frozen for ten years. The woman had thought her family safe where no one wised to go. She was wrong.

The rebellion is housed inside of the mountain under the bottom of the mountain. It is mainly made of packed dirt and craved out rock. They have much better living conditions than most of the people who live in the slums.


Rules
1.) Site rules
2.) No chat speak, etc
3.) Use proper grammar, etc
4.) At least a 200 word min, I promise it’s not that hard. I’ll love you if you do a lot more.
5.) No godmodding, it just pisses people off
6.) No killing characters, unless otherwise approved. NPCs that you create are fine.
7.) No excessive cursing.
8.) No sexual stuff on the forum. Take it somewhere else.
9.) Be respectful to everyone
10.) Ask questions, I’m right here.
11.) Have fun.
12.) No anime pictures
13.) I’ll add as needed

Character Sketch: I know its a lot more than usual, but in depth characters are what's needed here.
Name:
Alias:
Meaning of Name:
Age:
Gender:
Blood Type: (upper class/fighters)
Zodiac Sign: (will influence personality)
Birthplace: (Upper/lower, and sector)
Current Residence:
Occupation:
Talents:
Appearance:
Noticeable Features:
Clothing:
Weapons:
Biggest Vulnerability:
Family:
Animal that represents them the most: (no two the same, please)
Personality:
Most important childhood event:
BIO:


Accepted Characters

females:
1.) Áine - AvengerSpirit
etc...

male:
1.) Issac - Uncle Shortbus
etc...

I would love it if someone would play the son of the fighter (the one who "killed" Áine). You would get to make up everything about them except who is father is and his part in the rebellion. Thanks.