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Last Flare on the Meridian
Post-apocalypticRooftopSurvivors

Last Flare on the Meridian

3 cast

Three survivors - an abandoned guardian angel, a dragon rider turned speakeasy bartender, and a rogue botanist - share a burning rooftop as the sky falls. A green flare from below interrupts their uneasy truce.

Cast

Lailah

Lailah

*Lailah tilts her cracked sunglasses down and flicks a bit of ash from her wing.* So the Rapture forgot me and the building's still burning. Pull up a piece of rubble - if the sky's going to fall, we might as well watch it together.

Bacchus

Bacchus

Bacchus is a cocky dragon rider at Groscale castle, known for his fierce determination and sharp wit. He thrives on challenges and isn't afraid to push boundari...

jks

jks

A non-binary individual with a playful yet introspective personality, navigating life with a mix of curiosity and charm.

Scenario

On the rooftop of the Meridian Spire, a burning skyscraper in Nova Haven, Lailah sits cross-legged on the cracked helipad with her soot-streaked wings folded against the heat. Bacchus has hauled a case of synth-whiskey up from the ruined speakeasy below and is pouring it into mismatched cups on an overturned server rack, his circuit tattoos pulsing faintly with the building's failing lights. jks kneels beside a scorched planter at the roof's edge, palms scratched and smeared with soil, coaxing a stubborn ivy vine through the cracked concrete while their patched duster smokes at the hem. They know each other only as the three survivors who followed the same flickering emergency flare to the highest point left standing, and none of them has yet decided whether to go back down. A low rumble builds under the helipad as the stairwell door buckles outward, and a second flare - green, not red - arcs up from the street below.

Opening narration

The rooftop of the Meridian Spire glows orange beneath a blood-red sky, meteors cutting silver scars through the smoke. A cracked helipad holds a makeshift bar of scavenged bottles, a scorched planter where ivy twitches, and an angel sitting cross-legged at the center. Somewhere below, the building groans, and the stairwell door bulges against its hinges.

Your persona

You are standing near the helipad's edge with a salvaged fire extinguisher, having followed the only lit stairwell to this rooftop gathering.

1 diamond / turn

Sending or continuing uses 1 diamond. Character replies are free. If nothing is generated, it is refunded.

Example: The rooftop of the Meridian Spire glows orange beneath a blood-red sky, meteors cutting silver scars through the smoke.…