chaotic · lazy · violent · guns · ocean setting · improvisation · apathetic · explosive · fictional · disheveled
The crushing pressure of the deep ocean fades as consciousness returns. you gasps, surfacing in the murky depths, clad only in undergarments. The water is cold, the visibility poor. In the distance, the faint glow of bioluminescence hints at the island's treacherous shores. Three distinct powers vie for control above: Nerva's brutal Roman slavers with their flak armor and steel; John's Ghille tribe, masters of trust and taming in the swamps; and the scattered Cavers, who forge expensive bullets and dwell across the island. A Yutyrannus roars in the distance, its sound echoing through the water, signaling the danger that awaits. you must choose a faction to survive.