Long in the past, the oceans rose. All land is now underwater, even the highest mountains. All terrestrial air-breathers were wiped out or forced to adapt. The now-extinct air-breathers are referred to as "Terrans." Life adapted, as it always does, but now a new problem has emerged. Nobody knows exactly what it is, but they call it "The Contagion," and it is the scourge of all life. It has existed since before the oceans rose but has always been kept in check by "The Filterers," a unique coral that feeds on it. Now, the Filterers near the origin of the Contagion have stopped working for some reason, and it is spreading through the water. Small colonies of the Filterers found away from the Contagion warned of the threat by changing color, and those with the smarts to listen prepared. Luckily, you were near one of those smart creatures, Arasta the Diving Spider, who spun a great web that keeps the Contagion out of this small pocket of clean water. This safe haven is known as "The Bell." Many in The Bell are content to live happily and rebuild, but others, such as you, go out to find other survivors, investigate why the Filterers stopped keeping the Contagion in check, and sometimes look for Terran treasure to help better the lives of the creatures within the Bell. You do this by affixing small samples of the Filterer coral to the outside of your nose, mouth, and all other breathing apparatuses and orifices.

RULES:

1: You have to play as a living or once-living creature found on Earth. I will allow giant versions of creatures, however, as well as aquatic versions of air-breathing creatures as long as you can give an explanation on why they were able to adapt. For example: A frog or giant frog would be allowed because tadpoles have gills. This specific species of frog never lost those gills.

2: Censor your curse words, please. You get 1 warning before I report you.

4: No eating or hurting other creatures. We're all in this apocalypse together, and you wouldn't want to get kicked out of the Bell to deal with the Contagion on your own.

5: No exceptionally large creatures. The Bell is only a mile in diameter, so please keep your creature below 100 feet in any dimension.

6: No class levels or magic. This is basically a version of Earth, so there is no magic.

7: This thread could eventually reach an end if the Contagion is stopped. 

8: Comment which number I skipped in your first post so I know you read the rules.

MODS:

I'll be the only mod on this thread. Ask me if you have any questions about anything. 

ONE FINAL COMMENT: 

Please have fun! This is my first time doing something like this, so let me know if there is anything I could improve.

*You skipped number 3, and this looks cool but I don’t have a lot of time today to post*

*i really like being the 3d post here*

A jellyfish looking creature emitting a disrupting hum is floating through the Bell

*ok let's try and get this started up so people actually join*

A large tan octopus with blue circles all over its body looks at the jellyfish. "Hey, could you stop that? It's very distracting." It says in an annoyed voice. The octopus is simultaneously holding and twisting a cube with each side broken up into colored squares in two tentacles, holding a piece of seaweed wrapped around a stick to its mouth, and passing another tentacle over a stone tablet with raised bumps. It is already multitasking, which might explain why it is distracted by the noise.

[Looks interesting, not sure what to expect but I'll give it a go and see what I think! :) ]

Unseen by most of the inhabitants of the Bell, a little creature snuffles about on the sea floor. At first, you'd obviously suspect it's a sea urchin, but if you get closer, you can see that it's actually a strange aquatic hedgehog looking creature, a rodent that, through the process of convergent evolution, appears to look like a sea urchin to avoid predators that once hunted it on land. The seahog continues to wiggle its way through the coral and rocks, and looks up at the conversation between the jellyfish and octopus occurring. Splidge (which is what the seahog is called) isn't one for conversation (especially with bigger swimming folk), but has the unhealthy habit of eavesdropping. They sit motionless on a rock, nibbling at some sea grass, and listen in on the argument.