The year is 2237 and nothing has changed much. Except for the fact that human DNA has reached the next level: mutations. Superpowers. In a world ruled by a absolute government normal people and mutants alike are just fighting to survive. No matter what your story is, no matter what secrets you keep, no matter who your friends are, you will only have one chance to make a difference. {This is a Role Play book created by yours truly, however I have set it up to be read by anyone and everyone, with a plot and my signature plot twists}

"I don't know," She said, "That's what the man said." Squirt looked down, then she held out her palm and revealed what she had been hiding in her pocket the whole time. The area was silent. "The man told me to show you." Squirt sniffled, "he said you would help Donnie if I showed you this." In her hand was a cube. A sugar cube. A horrible awful creation that nearly everyone unfrozen recognized by sight. Because it was the same sugar cube that enhanced mutant powers....The secret of which Oliver Lancaster had taken to his grave last year.

After having faced mutant hunting government agents, a hive mind alien trying to take over the world, Time Travel, zombies and being backstabbed yet again by a ginger haired scientist, there shouldn't be anything surprising about the Pirate Ship. But there is. Forget saving the world. Now they can only hope to save themselves. (hello book three of the mutant RP who's ready to fight, flight, and fall in love?)

The human delegation has been murdered. For the first time in Millennia, the thirteen races have joined together to attempt an unprecedented peace in order to join their people under a single prosperous flag. But before the talks can even began, before they can even think about signing treaties, the human delegation is found dead in his hotel room the morning of the meeting. It's murder. And one thing is certain, one of the other twelve delegates must have done it. No one has an alibi and everyone has a motive. Confined to the meeting room where the peace talks were supposed to take place, delegates are forced to wonder who the killer amongst their midst are, and how to best to reveal them. Did they do it for peace? Their people? Or for their own prosperity? No one knows, but to figure out, all you need is a Hint. __ This is a Role-play I created, essentially a fantasy-esc rip off version of the classic board game, Clue. It's a murder mystery, and even if you don't play, you can easily keep track of the story through the chapter updates and comment chains!