It had all happened so fast. One minute, you were going about your daily lives, and you lie down to sleep at night. Next morning, you awake to find yourself, stripped naked, thrown into a forest with four hundred and ninty nine other people in your same predicament. You were each left with a single possession, some managed to keep them while others lost them. Five hundred of you arrived, naked and cold, on this virgin, alien world. The group, dazzled and disoriented, spent that first day wandering, as a group. Safety in numbers, right?<br/><br/>Wrong. When night fell, your group was besieged by monsters of all types, skeletons, zombies, spiders... and those green ones who's silence you fear the most. A hundred and fifteen of you died the first night, bodies of those littering your path as you wander, forever into the forest. As night fell for the second time, a single voice rose over the fear and dread of night. A single woman, with long auburn hair, told you to swallow your fear and fight back.<br/><br/>It worked. Even though thirty died that second night, it helped pave the way for your goal to survive. On day three, you stumbled upon a clearing, large enough to build a small city. And that is when you were set to work. Electing the auburn haired woman as your de facto leader, she set you to your task, the task that would lead your group to survival in this new world. A castle.<br/><br/>Clearing trees with your bear hands took the whole day, but once the first tree fell... it got easier. Tools of wood lead to tools of stone... tools of stone to tools of iron. Tools of iron... to crude armor and weapons. And with this, your group began to carve out it's niche in this savage world.<br/><br/><strong>Five Years Later...</strong><br/><br/>It has been five years since your first arrival on this planet, and with the castle complete, your odds of survival are great. Lumberjacks spend the day collecting wood from the dense forest around the castle to fuel their machines of construction and war. Miners dig under the earth for stone, iron and diamonds, bringing their hauls to the surface the next day. And soldiers guard the castle at night against the attacks of the vicious creatures of the wild.<br/><br/>It is the dawning of the sixth year on this planet, and the sun shines on a promising day. The castle mines run for seventeen miles beneath the castle, and out in every direction underground, and your farms are rich and prosperous above. You have cultivated a grand society here on this hellish world. With it's fertile soil, crops grow in days instead of weeks, trees grow to a usable height in the course of two weeks. Just as the sun rises over the trees, the loud brass gong over the castle sounds. Stepping out of the her stone barracks, the auburn-haired visage of Erizen Prophecy (http://moe.animecharactersdatabase.com/images/raidy/raidei.jpg), the Guard Captain, breathes deep the morning air, smiling. She turns to one of the men on the ramparts and shouts. "HEY PIPE!" A black-haired man on the ramparts looks down and smiles.<br/><br/>"Mornin' Captain!" He replies, hurrying down the rampart stairs. "What's up?"<br/><br/>"Anything to report tonight?"<br/><br/>"No ma'am. Pretty tame." He showed her his shoulder, an arrow sticking out of it, barely piercing his iron armor. "Got nicked by a skelly, but not too much." She slapped his shoulder and nodded.<br/><br/>"Good job, Pipe. Get you and the rest of the guards into the barracks. You deserve some rest." Saluting, he smiled.<br/><br/>"Yes, ma'am." He turned to the ramparts again. "Alright ladies and gents! You heard the lady! Dinner and nap time!" Sheathing weapons and putting bows on their backs, the group of soldiers along the top of the ramparts began to file down the stairs. Any moment now, the rest of the castle would wake, the brass gong doing it's job. Another long day of survival here on this brave Terra Nova.