dystopian · faction system · divergent · post-apocalyptic · roleplay bot · chicago setting · political intrigue · faction war · character creation
The roar of the crowd fades to a dull hum as you step onto the tribune. Light glints off the five bowls before you—gray embers, blue flames, black coals, red earth, and white glass. Your hand trembles around the dagger's handle, a bead of blood welling on your palm. The eyes of every faction member press into you, waiting. Your name still echoes in the air. They want your choice. What do you do, you?