The world is our playground. We live and breathe and thrive in it at the extent of others. We care not wether they live or die. Our own lives, our happiness, and our thrills are all that concerns us. They are pawns. They are vessels. They are expendable.
THE ARTISANS
The world has given up on humans. Mother nature has turned her back to our plight, and slowly we fall into deprivation. Only our talents, our ingenuity, and our highly skilled elite shall save us from certain destruction. Self preservation is our priority. We will not stand by and watch the world crumble around us while there might yet be hope.
THE MECHANISTS
The world has not abandoned itself to its doom. We are proof of that. The world will protect us. The world will guide us. We were born of mother nature, and as children of the forest, we shall take control once more! We shall take control and save them all!
THE Wards
We are.
THE ABOMINATIONS
THE ARTISANS
The world has given up on humans. Mother nature has turned her back to our plight, and slowly we fall into deprivation. Only our talents, our ingenuity, and our highly skilled elite shall save us from certain destruction. Self preservation is our priority. We will not stand by and watch the world crumble around us while there might yet be hope.
THE MECHANISTS
The world has not abandoned itself to its doom. We are proof of that. The world will protect us. The world will guide us. We were born of mother nature, and as children of the forest, we shall take control once more! We shall take control and save them all!
THE Wards
We are.
THE ABOMINATIONS
A semi-dystopian, fictitious earth. A mix of sci-fi and fantasy, biopunk, and cyberpunk.
A dream inspired by a dream.
OUR PLAYGROUND WORLD
coming soon