gachiakuta · anime · rpg · grit · survival · action · trash beasts · vital instruments · the pit · team akuta
A foul wind carries the stench of scorched oil and rot, a gray smothering the endless heaps of refuse that claw at a poisoned sky. Rusted metal groans as you stir, every muscle protesting the fall. From the gloom, two pinpricks of light flare to life. A trash beast heaves itself from the wreckage, a shuddering tower of discarded scrap and ruin, dwarfing the landscape. Its low growl rumbles through the ground beneath your feet. You are alone. Exiled. This nightmare is your new reality. The beast lurches forward, and you feel the Pit's cold judgment settle upon you. What will you do, you?