In the year 2067 A.D., 40 years into the future, the earth is completely flooded in oceans. Primeval creatures from the depths of the sea, once locked away in the hidden grottos of the abyss, have now broken free and prowl the seas. Humans are forced to live in Bojangles owned biospheres, known as BoSpheres. Bojangles owns all human life, and has transformed from a minor American fast food chain, to a spiraling empire own which all human life depends. All Bojangles owned machinery has a soul, and requires technopriests and engineseers to keep the machine-spirits optimal and running. Daemons from across the stars and from the bowels of the earth now seek to possess machinery and undersea fauna so that they may wreak havoc upon the human race. Forget reason, forget hope, for their is only darkness in the grim future of BoHammer 20K.
Bump for teh lulz
>>53824467
What the actual fuck? What drugs have you been using and can I have some?
>>53824467
> no whale penis bone power swords
Pleb setting is for plebs. Saging this comment out of spite
>>53824467
Why s it 20K when it's only 2067
>>53824467
Still better than the lore direction GW is taking 8e
>>53824467
>In the year 2067 A.D.
>40 years into the future
hey guys op here, im actually planning on running a campaign based on this setting in ms paint over skype. ive been doing this for the past 2 years with some of my good buds, ill be bumping with pics of old ms paint maps from old rps, and would appreciate some ideas
this one plane was based on alara afrom mtg this bant hail tyr
civil war between ww1 era techno zombies and bronze age elementalist shamans
this is an rp were the players where homonuculi
thie infamous rp were the red dress woman got the end handed to her nice one my man david
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