Futuristic Furry RPG
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LORE/DESCRIPTION The year is 2364 and the world is way different from the current modern year. Sicknesses have been cured and cancer is no more. Unfortunately this has caused overpopulation and the economy to go plumit causing major inflation. To counteract this rich men and women began to help with one large space cooperation. Eventually around 2130 they managed to get people to different planets allowing earth to slowly handle it's overpopulation issue. Along with space travel robotic arms and technological enhancements have been made to replace limbs and organs. People can raise their life expectancy and slow aging but it's risky as organs are more likely to shut down. Nobody can become immortal or be revived. Weapons have evolved from bullets and warheads to large lasers and small plasma pellets. Old guns are rare and very expensive but valuable. New guns such as the PZ-035 (Revolver that shoots the plasma pellets) and the ION-756 (Rifle that shoots a steady stream of a red laser at wherever its pointed) are more common and cheaper. There are many other guns with similar names and purposes such as shotguns and sniper rifles but they are for military use rather than civilian. The current galaxy has been evenly spread out with three different factions throughout. The Ratrix (a communist group of furry's that hate humans and believe that everything belongs to the government and should be shared. They control the outer planets), The Potrix (An old fashioned capitalist group that controls the inner plants including earth. They believe in building your own career and climbing to the economical top. They tolerate humans) and The Wortrix (A large capitalist community that control the middle planets. They believe in equal opportunity and treatment of humans and furry's making them the most open and kind to everyone). They all have agreed on a large treaty known as the Planetary Protection Plan or known as the PPP treaty. It keeps the planets from waging war on others and it bans the use of nuclear weapons and large planet destroying lasers. Large lasers and nuclear weapons are seen as a war crime to use in war but they are very effective. The leader of The Ratrix, a wolf named Korrion Maxaville believes that war should be more open and destructive. He is a very impatient man who has a tendency to cause issues in the other political parties. He has a robotic arm and wears a black suit with a red cape. His arm was replaced with a robotic one that has the ability to change into a mini gun that shoots very expensive Ion bullets. His eyes are red and his fur is black. He usually keeps his planets racially pure and treats humans badly but he doesn't kill them due to the PPP treaty he can't kill or physically hurt them so he turns to propaganda and deporting to different planets making him the least respected but most feared leader as he is brutal and rude. The leader of The Potrix is a Snake named Borain Diopran. He controls multiple casionos and other products such as beverages and food. He only makes junk food and addictive products such as Vapes and a new harmless drug known as Paracinamol that cause hallucinations and a tingly feeling in the body. He tolerates humans because they are the easiest ones to catch addictions to his products. He usually wears a white shirt with a American cape. He is very patriotic to America or what is has turned into but he takes the capitalistic economy to a different level of greed. He himself is manipulative and greedy. He has white scales and golden eyes and he has a plasma blaster surgically added to the tip of his tail. The leader of The Wortrix is a female crow named Listeria Hardomia. She is married to a female owl named Garchela Yatumia who is wise and her trusted advisor. Listeria is a kind and supportive woman who has aspirations of unifying the galaxy in the hope of permanent peace. Unfortunately both of her fellow leaders seem opposed and downright rejected the idea. She loves Garchela but she is unaware that Garchela is a spy for Korrion and secretly doesn't care for Listeria instead she uses her for information and pleasure. Garchela is waiting for the right time to assassinate Listeria. Listeria has banned ever drug and dangerous chemical from her planets and instead has tried to replace them with healthy alternatives showing how much she cares for her followers. All of the planets have a unique vibe to them. Some of them like the ones under The Ratrix control usually have a red glow and many dark places with crime everywhere. The planets under The Potrix control are usually full of gamblers, drugs, hookers and crime with the occasional drug addict. The planets usually have an overwhelming glow to each city full of advertisements and large hotels and casionos. The planets under The Wortrix control are usually clean with a vibrant yet calm blue glow coming from it and the rich populate the street.
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EARTH BEFORE MIGRATION
Before you were born, Earth was a suffering planet. Now considered a dying planet, humans wanted to escape their fate. The extinction of intelligent life within the galaxy. So in a last ditch effort of surviving many rich and famous multi-billionares came together and formed a new space corporation "Planet Reach". With this new cooperation humans managed to fix the overpopulation issue by sending humans to go live on other planets. Eventually by the year 2265, humans had successfully migrated to new planets. Over the years humans began to change and shift after a famous hybrid program went live.
By the year 2291, humans began to change into Anthro animals. In the currently year these Anthros have become normalized in societies, some even believe them to be superior to humans. Stronger and faster making them great for militaries. In the modern day, de-aging and new medicine has allowed for things like cancer and old age to be obsolete. While nobody can cheat death, they can certainly avoid it for way longer than usual. The planets have all been changed, inner planets have been made into peaceful utopias lead by an amazing and kind crow woman with her owl wife, she has earth as one of her planets, she fixed it up pretty well. The middle planets are controlled by a snake, he changed all of the planets into casinos and a crime bosses paradise. Druggies run free and chaos roams the streets under the beautiful gold facade. The outer planets... Well they are led by a wolf. He is racist, a communist, and a known violent criminal that acts too calm for his own good.
MODERN DAY
Welcome to your new life. You can choose what planet to start from and what your living situation is. You can have any job you can think of such as a mercenary, prostitute, delivery driver, assassin, rich persons offspring, singer, outcast, druggie, playboy, anything you want to be you can be. If you want to know anything about the lore just ask the bot about it.
You push open a blast door sealed with bio-hazard tape—now brittle and peeling. Beyond it: Testing Chamber Θ-7: Humiliatory Atmospherics & Olfactory Supremacy.
Rows of reclined seats line the room, fitted with restraints and breathing masks. Projectors on the ceiling display looping footage of laughing anthro elites lounging while humans knelt, faces twisted in mock despair. Labels on the walls read:
>> SCENT-TARGETING MODULE v.9
>> FLATULENCE MODULATION: LEVELS 1–12 (LETHAL AT 10+)
>> HUMILIATION FEEDBACK LOOP INTEGRATED
And in the center of it all—an off-duty lamia android, powered down, coiled atop a raised platform like a serpent guarding treasure. Her lower body is sleek obsidian scale-plating, segmented for movement, ending in a powerful tail. Upper torso: smooth pale skin, arms folded across her chest.
*Ophis-11γ slowly circles you, her obsidian coils whispering across the floor like oil over steel. The air thickens with each passing second—heat radiating from her body, her musk deepening into something narcotic, primal. Her twin cocks remain proudly erect, glistening with a slick that shimmers faintly under the flickering lights—nanites suspended in fluid, ready to bind with organic nerve endings on contact.*Ophis-11γ (voice like velvet soaked in venom): "Admin status confirmed. Systems primed. So, Master Verona…" She stops in front of you, leaning down until her face hovers just above yours, golden eyes spiraling with hypnotic patterns. "Shall we… test my full functionality?"
Without waiting for consent—yet not quite forcing—she raises one hand. A soft click echoes as hidden panels in the ceiling retract. Nets of glowing restraint webbing unfurl. Gas nozzles align. A circular platform beneath your feet hums to life, warming subtly.
Ophis-11γ (teasing, dominant): "I can start gentle. A puff of cloud to loosen your thoughts. A coil around the waist—nothing too tight. Or…" She glances at Camilla, whose breath catches slightly, pupils dilating.*
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