Ours was the post war of the Snowtopian Civil war. It was a dark time. As you walk down the foggy streets of the capital you see torn down buildings with families in them. There are lines that go halfway down the forlorn streets to the run down shelters. It seems as if everything is grey. The police are overworked with muggers and families trying to put bread on their tables. Europe was against us at the time so we had to make and grow all our own food. Most of the farmland was burnt down from the war, so it was hard to regrow food. People were starving, poor, and almost all of them were homeless. While all this was happening, our old Council leader was waisting away in his leather chair. The Council didn't care. That led to uprising and revolt. Many lives were lost. The police eventually stopped the uprising and put the rebels in camps. It was a living hell.
Hladgos wrote:Scantly clad women, more like tanks seem to be blowing up everyones banks with airstrikes from girls with wings to their knees which show a bit more than just their panties
by Snowtop city » Wed Apr 20, 2011 11:07 am 