Middletown is a normal Robotnik settlement with normal problems; roboticized civilians who now work for Robotnik. Robotnik has a "general" in charge of all his settlements, though, no matter how big or small. In the case of Middletown, he has Blipvert. A mobian-sized robot with the ability to daze his enemies with light and sound.

However, Middletown's refugees, who fled to a place they now call Channelwood, got lucky. They found a neighbor and ally in a place called Aquarius, only 10 miles away.

Today is a normal day. At least, as normal as it gets in a post-holocaust world where everyone is fighting just to survive. Katy is up in one of the lookout posts, having decided to take a short break from her normal duties. For the past 5 minutes, she has been looking skyward more often than at the ground. Katy makes some notes and looks ponderous.

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(The forward and back slashes are to indicate this is a sort of restart. I'm having this take place in a separate world from the other RPs titled with Chapter X. And as much as I love Maverick, I'm starting this without any overlanders/humans. Furries only for now. Mav will be introduced at a later time. Also, as the intro hints, there is no Ra. I'mma see how far I can go this time without jumping sharks.)
This message was last edited by the player at 01:35, Fri 12 Oct 2012.

Lucky recently celebrated his 15th birthday and is snacking on a leftover piece of cake.  While his family is among the few that escaped Middletown completely unscathed, it's not too surprising considering his dad is King Acorn's cousin.  The family body guard hid them in the windmill during Robotnic's takeover.  He volunteered to go to town to help as many as he could, but never returned.

Since then, Lucky's remarkable aim with the family hairloom bow has helped keep Channelwood supplied with fresh meat.  Dad doesn't get out much because of his limp but contributes as a teacher.  Mom is a doctor who dabbles in holistic medicine and dotes over the least little sore throat or stubbed toe.

Lucky strolls in Katy's direction, softly whistling a merry tune between bites of cake.  Should she look his way he'll smile and wave with the fork.

  Joe has a grappling claw sporting robot arm, he's already halfway down the shark ramp.

  At least he has other mundane skills beyond sharp objects though, fixing a section of time and weather worn railing (fortunately not on the walkway Lucky is traveling down).  Channelwood has enough problems as it is without Everquest Elf newbie style fatalities.

  "Hi Lucky, we run out of forks again?"