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Ongoing, First published Aug 23, 2014
Mature
In the distant future, the world has been all but demolished by nuclear war. Certain parts of the globe remain inhabitable because of radioactive debris. Others have been deemed safer, but still suffer the long lasting effects of radiation. These places have become homes for the planets wealthiest and most influential figures.
The only problem.... The government has grown unchecked for years, and rules with an iron fist of the wrong kind.

Those unlucky ones that have been forced to live outside the protective walls of the world's capitals, are now known as Isotopes. They have been exposed to the horrors of radiation for far too long and MOST want nothing more than the safety and protection of a place to call home.

Others have bigger things in mind....
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