Wapes have entered the portal to Wilder World, an immersive photorealistic Metaverse 13.5x the size of GTA5! And that just the first city of Wiami. So many great things to come from Wilder World in 2023!
Standing on the cliff edge, overlooking this new world down below, the Wapes gathered. A quiet calmness falling upon them as they take in their new world and process the destruction of their old home. The king and Queen turned to their 3000 comrades. "Aarrrrgggghhhhh" Letting out a venomous rally call, and beating his chest, King Haron turned and sped down the hills toward Wiami. All Wapes following behind. What was to follow next would change Wiami forever....
The Haron Transcripts The explosion: an echo of the past It has been 54 years since our kind have triumphed over the evil tribes of old. There were three tribes that let greed run rampant in their hearts causing them to turn on their own kind. These three nefarious tribes-the Tribes of Terror as they were called-masochistically destroyed 14 others wiping out the greater part of our populace. Their goal: to gain control of the primary section of jungle that we all depended on for food. Although the food was scarce, there was more than enough for all of us (granted we worked together to protect our domain from other beasts of the jungle.) After the attack, only two peaceful tribes remained: my grandfather’s tribe-the Gundrose tribe-and the tribe of Cleo’s Grandfather-the Sedron Tribe.
No one knows how their two tribes managed to survive those 54 long years ago. My grandfather Haron the Great-whom I was named after-was the only remaining survivor and had been for the last nine years until yesterday when his life was taken from us. The last to die before him was Cleo’s grandfather Eldon. Their friendship was unbreakable and source of great legend. After Eldon’s death, Haron the Great began to speak out about what had happened, but we all though his best friend’s death had caused him to go mad; his mused ramblings going ignored. I should have listened. Yesterday, when this hateful explosion rocked the very foundation of our peaceful society, I began to realize he was telling the truth about what had happened so many years ago: that the two remaining tribes were being chased down by the Tribes of Terror, minutes away from death when the explosion of my grandfather’s wild and fanciful stories of the past had opened up the “flaming mouth of the devil”-as he had described it-and swallowed whole each and every member of those three monstrous tribes, saving them all from a gruesome death. The same explosion burst forth yesterday claiming many lives, including my grandfather’s. His last words: “find my transcripts and follow the hooded figure into the devil’s mouth.” Every fiber in my being wanted to ignore his advice and lead our tribes to what I thought was safety. I, however, did not. I looked into his eyes as his light was snuffed out, the smoke of his soul rising past me, imbuing me with a scent that would never fade. I instantly knew that our only option was to trust my grandfather utterly and completely. After finding what remained of his transcripts (a few charred and tattered pages) more confused than ever, I gathered all the tribe leaders-Chiefs as they were called-and mustered the strength to lead them into uncertain terrain. My best friend George was first through the mouth of the devil, followed by four others: My love Cleo, Shark, Aaron and Myself. We wanted to make sure it was safe before bringing in the rest of us. I had instructed Blaze and the four other great Chiefs to stay behind-five to go and five to stay-and bring the rest through once we had ensured the danger was not greater than the ruin of what we were leaving behind. As we all followed the hooded figure into hell, we began changing; morphing. Entire parts of our bodies being replaced by mechanical madness, some of us being replaced all-together leaving only their spirit inside a mass of springs and steel. Blaze was the only remaining Chief to make it through, the other Chiefs sacrificing their lives so that others may live. Without their sacrifice, hundreds more would have died. This left six of us Chiefs to lead the masses. Although we didn’t want it, our small group of surviving Chiefs had named Cleo and I Queen and King. It has been three long and grueling days since we left our old world behind. We have not seen the hooded figure since. There has been a battle with a pack of wolves with similar transformations that caused a few injuries on both sides, but no casualties. The battle itself caused little concern. What shook me to my core was the look of both recognition and hatred in the eyes of this small pack of wolves. The thing I had been pushing to the dark recesses of my mind wishing not to be true was now crawling into the light; my worst fear: the Tribes of Terror had been sent to this same place many years ago and have somehow managed to procreate and survive. The Wolves-being greatly outnumbered-should have fled, but they didn’t. This attack was personal; they most definitely have had unpleasant run-ins with our enemies of the past. Trying to convince these wolves we are tribes of peace will not be easy; they have no real way to distinguish us from the Tribes of Terror, and no reason to trust us, but we will try. We now have no choice but to see them as our enemy--for now. There is too much uncertainty here and I will take no chances with losing any more precious lives. As far as I am concerned, all other life is our enemy until proven otherwise. I also briefly searched through what remains of my grandfather’s transcripts and found some very troubling things. Here are the few fragmented excerpts that were legible: “they will come every 54 years to bring”; “in this world, time flows not like the water of our rivers, but like lightning in a dark and stormy sky--unpredictable and dangerous”; “the boundaries of space are permeable by the ones who”; “we must help them to build a world that is.” The few other passages that were not too destroyed to read were in another language entirely. As I lay here exhausted and scared, writing on the few blank pages of my grandfathers’ transcripts with a piece of charred wood, I realize the importance of finding the truth that I should have learned from my grandfather years ago. We are in a new world now, a wild one for sure. One I know in my heart can be a paradise, but not before more pain and suffering. I must go now. The wounded need tending to, and there have been reports of increased howling in the distance. There must be thousands of them. Tommorrow I will take George and we alone will attempt peaceful contact with their leader. It is my hope we do not have to go to war with them; many lives would be lost. I will write more… if I get the chance. Until next time…
Just watched this with my teenage kids and they said “Wow! That is so cool!!” “Is this going to be a game?” “What else are you going to be able to do?” Wilder World… I think you’re getting it right. Can’t wait for reveal, but more so, I can’t wait for open world exploration 😊
My Lore Entry: The sky lit up with familiar orange portals. Pin pricks in the very fabric of the vast digital metaweave, appear all over the sky, gradually growing, swirling, and snarling. Unfamiliar shrieks echo round the mountain range, while an ominous rhythm vibrates through the soil. The Wapes explode through the portals with panic in their eyes, beating their chests creating a rhythm like a war drum. Portals start opening all over the metropolis. Breaks Squeal as Racers swerve, screams ring out as parts of the city are pulled apart and fountains of electricity rain down on the city. Chaos ensues as the Wapes fly through the sparse buildings that are appearing and swing from girder to girder. The pain and destruction of a previous life lost, course through the veins of the Wapes. A low rumbling as King Haron roars from the side of the mountain. The Wapes respond and regroup from far and wide behind their leader. The ears of the wolves are pricked, the vibrations can be felt to their very core. The howls start to compete with the noise of anguish and destruction. The wolves sensing danger gather on the opposing side of the mountain. The call for strength in numbers and instinct line the wolves up in a defensive formation. The Wapes with uncontrolled rage and revenge in their eyes take the early initiative and charge at the Wolves. Like a tornado of flesh, Beasts fly into each other. The crashing of metal and bone as Metallic arms fly, and teeth smash on metal and sinew. Neo appears from another portal high above the battle. He shouts “ENOUGH!” Three Gens circle the creator and start to beep and buzz with excitement. They burst like a supernova, light beams spilling out and engulfing the beasts in a warm glow The Gens language nodules are engaged, they whir and vibrate and begin communicating with all beasts. “To the Wapes you have already felt great pain, losing your world. Let’s not create more pain and suffering. Everything happens for a reason, though it may not be clear to you now, all beasts are being bought together and modified for a higher purpose; this is a chance for everyone to contribute and thrive in a new world with endless possibilities. You have been given great gifts with your evolution through the portal. Channel the pain and your newfound gifts to help create something beautiful. “To the Wolves you have already settled into your new home. All beasts can rise together and create harmonious communities who can live together. This is a new world with new opportunities. We will not fall into the same destructive patterns of our old worlds. Queen Cleo holds counsel with King Haron. “We should explore this new world together and help build a new world for our kin. We have lost everything; we should put our anger to work and build with them and the beasts ……… For now! She flashes the king a devious smile. We have changed dramatically and don’t even know what we are capable of” He moves his head in agreement. With an expression of mischief, she turns and bows to the Gens. Let us live side by side The three Gens start morphing. Arms and legs jutted form them violently as a storm of electrical waves engulfed them. They surveyed the land as more plots of lands were rising with ferocious speed and energy as the glowing lattice structure of triangles in the sky were becoming more prominent. The landscape is quickly taking new shapes and energy. Then their circuits sprung into action again as they’re sensors were overrun. They’re heads spinning violently and locking onto more and more red targets….. More portals? A shadowy dark figure danced between them and seemed to gain power and delight from the chaos. A sense of darkness emanated from the ghostly figure as he played with the codes of the simulations. Neo stood open mouthed what next?....
Having portaled into a foreign dimension with no home to call their own, the wapes settled into the outskirts of the city of Wiami's dense forests and deep cavern's in the foothills and mountains. Many of the wapes were becoming acustom to their new and enhanced features. Fresh avaiators, samurai hats, gold grillz and face tats, these wapes are in fact a rather chill and a bit of a partying race most of the time, when left amongst themselves and their "cultivations". As lore would have it, the wapes resided on the outskirts for sometime, quite happy and peaceful. But, as it would turn out, wolves have quite the sense of smell. The wolves picked up a scent they have never detected before, coming from the far out regions of Wiami. This particular area is usually inhabited by the small creatures of the woods so this seemed out of the ordinary. This was the smell of something more exotic. A pack of wolves were sent out to investigate this other worldly smell. As wolves approached this large field, they were hit with a strong cat urine like odor. Naturally, they disliked this smell as much as cats dislike dogs. The wolves took it upon themselves to burn the field and be rid of the fowl odor. They did just that and went back to the city to celebrate a job well done and another problem solved! Little did they know they just started a war, a war with the wapes. After a long night of smoking cigars, rolling joints and fat wape sized blunts, wape #2665 went to go check on the fields....oh man. His expression was alot like wape #24 when he saw what all the wolves had done. He was looking like wape #2358 with all his veins popping out when he realized the wolves torched the entire weed field that they had spent the last 2 months cultivating to perfection. He went back to report on what had happened, it did not go well. All 3000 wapes were in disbelief. Some even cried. With supply running low and only 2 days from being completely out, the reality set in. The wapes were pissed and their rage grew as they began to prepare for war, a war with the wolves, a war they were bringing to Wiami.
“Something seems off.” - Haron said staring off into the distance, his eyes quickly adjusting to darkness. “What do you mean off?” - the Queen asked her royal counterpart as she brushed off a few still burning pieces stuck to her vibranium sleeve. The scent of burned fur lingered in the air, as metal parts wrapped around the organic tissue of her arm. This wasn’t Cleo’s first time jumping through the portal - quite the opposite - yet she never got used to it. It didn’t really hurt, but she disliked the sensation. At least the flesh embraced metal smoothly and she sort of admired how this new technology seamlessly connected two seemingly impossible-to-merge materials. Stealing that Ledger with Zero_Tech blueprints wasn’t such a bad idea after all. “I’m telling you, something is off” - the King insisted, gazing at the vast valley under the cliff of the Gates of the World mountain. “The place looks similar… but not quite the same. Are we sure that the coordinates are accurate?” “Positive, sire. I triple checked the data, and I can say with the utmost certainty that this is the place.” - Deep, rough voice of the commander of the King’s Asterions resonated through the night, as the bright full moon reflected off his Samurai helmet. Aaron has been the Head of King’s personal guard for many eons. The elite Wapes warriors were selected through a highly rigorous process, then had to endure 18 moons long training process before they were granted the utmost honor of serving in the Wapes Asterion guard. Aaron himself has been King’s personal bodyguard, advisor and friend for most of his life, and being an Asterion was all he’s ever known. Losing both parents in the battle of Nordor during the first Great Wapes rebellion, he became an orphan at the tender age of six. Haron took him under his wing and made sure that young primate never lacked for anything. Although he grew up on the court, Aaron always preferred spending time on the training range, taking advantage of every opportunity to improve his combative skills. After all, he was his father’s son, warrior at heart. “The scouts have returned,” - Aron continued. “Massive movements were spotted in several areas south of the Capital City. Wiami defense is being fortified - three rings of the defensive systems were put in place around the Metropolis. The city seems impenetrable, at least for now. The seaside route doesn’t look promising either, Trinity Islands is being evacuated and turned into a Naval base.” Haron found this amusing. Wapes couldn’t even swim, much less operate a war ship. But they were good on land. Very good. In any case, setting up a military harbor on Trinity Islands seemed like overkill. Aaron quickly rechecked the data on his wrist-attached hologram and continued. “GENs are patrolling the sky 24/7, covering every square inch of the streets, sending live feed directly to the Lab. As for the numbers, ahem… according to our reconnaissance units…we are outnumbered four to one, my king.” “Wapes count their enemies after the battle.” - the Wapes King replied, not a single muscle on his face revealing his thoughts or giving away even a slightest sign of concern. Aaron almost immediately regretted bringing the subject up. “I’ll scan the area for life forms and start setting up the camp perimeter.” The King nodded quietly in response, while the Head of the Guard disappeared in the woods. “It’s all his fault” - Cleo said. “Who, Aaron’s?” - king snapped from his thoughts back to reality. “Not Aaron’s, of course. You know who I’m talking about.” “Ah. No, it’s not the Architect’s fault either.” - Haron replied calmly. Cleo’s eyebrows connected in the middle, turning her expression into almost menacing frown. “When will you stop being delusional? When will you admit that he sided with them?” “The Wolves sided with him.” “The Wolves were here before him! He abandoned us!” “I don’t think he had a choice.” “He did have a choice! It didn’t have to go down like this! And yet…” Swiftly and noiselessly Aaron appeared from the shadows, interrupting the royal argument. Trying to catch his breath and keep his appearance, he muttered - “My King… they are here." Almost at the very same moment, an otherworldly mix of scream, roar, and howl tore the night, ripping through the hot summer air. The silhouette of the beast standing on a cliff about a mile away was clearly visible, as the huge full moon behind it served as a perfect background. For no particular reason, Haron remembered one of those ancient stories about the Wape who cried Wolf. This wasn’t it. If the Wolf’s roar caused any discomfort in Queen’s inner being, she didn’t show it. Yet, the blood-freezing sound set off a flock of Wilder Owls, and urged a young stag to run for safety in frantic gallop. The smell of laser-burned grass, the sound of mechanical parts grinding against each other, and the radiating neon glow in distance unmistakably revealed the nature of the being. “The Mechs, sire.” In the valley below them, lights started to flicker one by one. The entire spectrum of colorful gleam began to shimmer in the horizon. The sound of thousand mechanical legs stomping through the valley, accompanied with hum and buzz of the electric charges, resembled noise of a giant power plant. As the mechanical beasts were getting in positions, the neon glow pierced the darkness, creating a surreal scene. If ever there was such a thing as night rainbow, this was as close as it gets. It was almost beautiful. Almost. The Wapes King removed his plasma sword and handed it over to Aaron. - “It is time.” Freestyle DesignWorks#3348
Flexing, boxing, and breakdancing. Enamored with the accessories that now adorn these wapes, fitting how perfect they fit an have given each of our brethren identity, to what purpose does this cloaked figure serve us. To save us wapes in our moment of need, yes something he whispered as we entered the portal. “Gather round” King Haron says with a pound of his chest. “It seems our journey has betwixt us to some extent, a strange new land is ours to claim we will makes those goblins RUE the day they have misguided us for the last time.” Queen Cleo, now lays her hand on the shoulder of Haron. “May I your majesty.” A nod from Haron, for Cleo to continue. “My beautiful Wapes look at you, look at us. We have been granted another reprieve at a better life. Let us learn how better makes use of these new Steel Crowns, Doom Mask, and all the other glorious wonders that are part of use. To be one with our New Reality.” Aligned on the cliffside, the Wapes scanning their new home. Structures taller than any tree to climb, wonderous lights emanating from leylines, circular patterns show the true landscape of where they must venture. Just as fast and violent the ride through the portal, George yells “WIAMI.”
Once upon a time, in a world far, far away, there lived a group of intelligent apes. They lived in a beautiful jungle, surrounded by lush foliage and teeming with life. But one day, disaster struck. A great fire swept through the jungle, consuming everything in its path. The apes watched in horror as their home was destroyed before their very eyes. As they scrambled to escape the destruction, they stumbled upon a strange portal that had appeared out of nowhere. Without hesitation, they leaped through the portal, not knowing where it would take them. When they emerged on the other side, they found themselves in a completely new world. The air was filled with the sound of strange, foreign creatures and the landscape was unlike anything they had ever seen before. As the wapes explored this new land, they quickly realized that they were not welcome. The native creatures saw them as a threat, and they were forced to defend themselves at every turn. Despite their best efforts to peacefully coexist, the wapes soon became known as the villains of this new world. As they fought to survive in this hostile land, the wapes began to embrace their role as the oppressors. They used their intelligence and strength to dominate and control the native creatures, bending them to their will. But despite their power, the wapes could not escape the guilt that gnawed at their conscience. They knew that they were not the heroes they had once been, and they struggled to reconcile their actions with the values they had held dear in their old home. As the years passed, the wapes found themselves at a crossroads. They could continue down the path of darkness and destruction, or they could try to redeem themselves and make amends for the harm they had caused. In the end, they knew that the choice was theirs to make.
Wapes were a proud and noble race, living in their own simulation for countless eons. They were known for their intelligence, their athleticism, and their fierce loyalty to one another. But something had changed within the Wapes. A darkness had begun to seep into their world, corrupting their minds and driving them to acts of violence and destruction. No one knew where this darkness had come from, but it seemed to be spreading rapidly, infecting more and more Wapes every day. The illness spread like wildfire and hope dwindled, until suddenly, a mysterious cloaked figure appeared and opened a portal to an unknown world. As the Wapes' simulation began to collapse they were faced with a choice: stay and fight against the darkness that was consuming them or flee to another world in search of safety. In the end they chose to escape, following an open portal to Wilder World and pouring through it by the thousands. As they emerged on the other side, the Wapes were filled with a sense of anger and determination. They had been driven from their own world and they were not about to let the same fate befall them in this new one. The Wapes made their way to the outskirts of Wiami, a bustling city filled with all manner of creatures. They set up camp, organizing themselves into a hierarchy and preparing for battle. They knew the darkness that had corrupted their own world was still with them and they were determined to rid themselves of it once and for all. But as the days passed it became clear that the Wapes' mission was not going to be easy. The darkness within them was strong and it seemed to be growing stronger with every passing day. They found themselves attacking innocent creatures, lashing out in anger and frustration. It was then that a group of brave adventurers arrived on the scene, some of the first inhabitants of Wiami, determined to put an end to the Wapes' rampage. They knew that the only way to save Wilder World was to confront the darkness within the Wapes and find a way to banish it once and for all. The cloaked being who opened the portal had to play a role, but who was this mysterious figure and why did he send the Wapes to Wiami? Together, the adventurers and the Wapes set out on a quest to find the source of the darkness that had corrupted the Wapes' world. They traveled through treacherous forests and across scorching deserts, facing countless dangers and challenges along the way. As they drew closer to their goal, the Wapes began to feel a sense of hope and purpose. They knew that their journey was far from over, but they were finally on the right path. They were determined to rid themselves of the darkness that had consumed them and to build a new future for themselves in this strange new world. -Spliffard
Upon the edge … The group of Wapes grip their toes upon the edge of the stark cliff before them. They pause, huddling together. Each Wape face wrinkles, like a jungle plum, peering down into the gaping view-a view that pries open their wide eyes, blowing their minds into starry silence. Wapes are familiar with hanging upon edges. Across centuries and millennia, Wapes have known of nothing more common than hanging from the lush and green edges of trees. And the old stories tell of how the ancient ancestors first hung down from the stars. Some say the original Wape-the Great Old One-continually hangs upon the cosmic branches between space and time, even between lightness and darkness itself. Now a threshold of light and dark hangs before these Wapes. In the glint of their deepening eyes, a strange and awesome view unfolds, expanding beyond comprehension, and taunting their minds to ponder. What is this strange place? What is this scene before an infinite horizon? Beneath their perch, the steep descent of dark jungle falls and sweeps into the black air, a cascading wave of tangled roots and vines, sloping all the way down to the shimmering moonlit sea. For a Wape, such jungle slopes aren’t too unusual, nor are the sights and sounds of the great waters. But what of THAT-that down there-that giant web of glittering stars upon the land? Are these the roots of the stars settled upon the planet? Is this the place where their ancestors hung and fell? Or a place of gods? Or of something else? Behind them, the other mystery still spins and sputters. The vortex of the portal that brought them here is a total enigma-and the only fading remnant to the world from which they came before. King Heron, Queen Cleo, George, Blaze, and Shark were the first to come through the tunnel, followed by hundreds then thousands more. Every Wape arrived transformed. In the least, each is stunned by the loss of their world, left only with their kinship and so many burning questions. What happened?!! How was their world destroyed? Who was that dark figure who opened the portal? How did their bodies transform? So many questions-each a puzzle-having yet no answers. For now, these questions fade, disappearing into the spiraling whirlpool of fire and void: the spinning and sputtering vortex, twirling downward to the size of a spider’s web, then smaller, then even smaller, until only a thin curve gradually closes its complex math to zero … and all is gone. But Wapes rarely look behind them. Wapes rarely ponder the past. Now all 3000 Wapes hang upon the edge of the mystery before them. King Heron leans out over the edge just a bit further than all the rest. Listening deeply, he allows his gaze upon this incomprehensible view to speak into his heart. Stars twinkle above, stars twinkle below … and some spark of illumination enters his knowing. Shifting his gaze from the horizon, he looks to his Queen. She returns a loving glance with tears in her eyes. Then he turns to the gathering of the thousands of Wape kin. Opening his mouth wide, he speaks the voice of the ancestors, the ones who came before. “Forward is life! Backward is death! These are the laws of the ancient ones!” One by one, the army of Wapes turns to hear their king. “Let us forget what came before! Let the fire clear it from our minds, just as the fire has cleared it from our eyes. Let us remember only the voices of our ancestors who still speak to us now. The ancient ones always speak of moving forward! From the stars, they spoke us forward into existence! ‘Swing forward!’, the ancient ones say! ‘Swing from time to time as we swing from living branch to living branch.’ To swing forward is to survive, to fall backward is to die! Life leads to life!’ These are the laws of our ancestors! These are the ancient words of the ones who came before!” “We have many questions. We want to wonder why … why have we been forced to leave our jungle home? This is a mystery.” A soft murmuring arose from the troop of Wapes. “But what lies before us is of a greater mystery. Look forward Wapians! Look forward and down the slope of this mountain and see the radiant star roots of our ancestors glimmering in the ground. From the stars in the sky they hung, and into the star roots of the ground we fall! Let us swing forward into our destiny! In those grounded stars we will live and we will thrive!” And so it came to be, upon the edge of the cliff, upon the edge of a new space and a new time, that the Wapes swung between past and future, between the stars above and the mysterious matrix of lights below. The choice was made for Wapian destiny: to swing forward into these new stars-into the city lights of Wiami below, to claim their destiny. The silence broke with a royal roar and a holler. Then the full orchestra of the jungle sang, all 3000 yelps of the entire clan, crying for both loss and hope, rose to meet the heralding voice of their king. As thunder, the pounding of chests and beating hearts, delivering the star-ape drum song of the ancient ones, for the future ones. King Heron takes the leap … beyond the edge, falling into the tangle of the jungle below, swinging his long arms from branch to branch, moving like a bright comet toward the city of stars. One by one, and in great waves of fur and furry, an army of Wapes follows him.
Live the Lore; Entry for "Wapes Fan Fiction Quest: The vortex still snarled behind him. A menacing whirl of lashing energy. The Golden Wape never even looked back. He was eager. His gaze set forward and so he marched… The wizard had been jumping realities, switching from parallel to parallel forming a brief thread to his beloved home from dying worlds. His grand design to connect the multiverse’s into a singular base reality was tantalisingly close. But with each “base jump” came an increasingly emergent danger. The portals were harder to maintain, it seemed that in this last encounter was an unexpected threat. A sentience that new he was coming. The Wapians were expecting him. Waiting, militant and menacing. As soon as the wizard had arrived, the Wapes bore down upon him in a ferocious wave of flesh, beating their chests and hurtling through the forests with the alacrity and strength inherent of their kind. ...Simus’s golden lips turned up as he snarled a chilling smirk, bearing golden fangs, a deep guttural growl rolled out through clenched teeth and his pace increased. Simus had never felt so strong. Something here was different, and its source was intoxicating. Fueling his rage. A tingle licked across every nerve. He resisted the urge to shiver and balled it into his fists. His ambling gait rapidly grew into a bounding charge down the mountainside as King Simus and 3000 of the strongest Wapians descended upon the unsuspecting inhabitants of Wilder World. Havoc would surely ensue. 🐒
My lore entry: The howling wind whipped through the Wapes as they boldly and bravely made their journey into an unknown wild new world. Their old world had become consumed with corruption and greed and could no longer be supported by the 5D energies that had begun sweeping galaxies all over the universe. The Elders remembered a time when true friendships could grow and love had prevailed between human and beast, but this was no longer the way of life for the Wapes. They had needed to organize themselves after the human military takeover and were ultimately the only ones to have survived the calamity. Tragically, their society had become devastated by the war, and their land now lay in ruins. There was a glimmer of hope though, as the Alphas and Elders had long known of a Portal of Promise (a portal only known in myths and legends), and they could sense its imminent arrival. When it appeared before their very eyes, they immediately knew what it was. They boldly assisted the others to it, and they were then the last to enter. Upon landing in this wild new world, they noticed how much mightier and unique they had become, with some having been gifted enhanced features and others super parts. Though they were more powerful now than they had ever been before, their habit of being defensive and reactionary from their old world remained. As they moved closer to the edge of the mountain, with the wonderous city of Wiami off in the distance, they could clearly make out glowing eyes that were staring back at them. “It’s a pack of wolves, hundreds of them - they are here to attack!” cried the Eldest Elder. The Wolves had come to Wiami before the Wapes, as their society had also gone through the calamitous 5D energies; however, in their simulation they had not been betrayed as the Wapes had been, and thus had grown to learn to love mankind again. Though, they were still untamable beasts, and any creature, far and wide, could sense and respect their wild nature. “We’ve come to greet you! Do you have a representative, an Elder or an Alpha, that we might be able to speak with?” one of the Elders from the Wolves proclaimed. Though the Wolves themselves were untamable, they were intimidated by the fierceness of the Wapes; although, in their fierceness lay intense potential. Potential to be the very link the wolves had been searching for, which could fundamentally strengthen the core of the human to beast connection. Having heard the Elder Wolf, the Wapes responded by standing strong and projecting a fierce presence. Slowly, they turned towards a Wape, who could only be seen as one of the most Alpha of the Alphas. He had a rose gold aura that emanated from him and an intensity that was undeniable. “What do you want?” he growled at the Wolves while pounding his chest. His pink laser eyes were beaming with fury. He then slowly started to make his way down the mountain. The Wolves knew this meeting, and this moment, were critical. If they could somehow connect to these beasts, beast to beast, then the bonds that they had already established with the Wilders of Wiami would be greatly strengthened. Potentially eons of peace and prosperity lay before them, they thought, and the wonderous and wonderful city of Wiami would be seen as a beacon of hope for all, both man and beast.
The year is 2140, the Wapes have had full control of the Wilder World with their Palace based in Wiami, since they travelled through the portal after the epic battle with the humanoids. The humanoids were pushed back but not quelled, many of the Wapes believe an even bigger war is on the horizon and only one can lead us into battle as the current rulers grow old and weary. The Wapess have evolved, they are able to drive cars and motos, they have taken Wolves as pets to hunt for them. King Haron and Queen Cleo have sent many mechs and hybrids out to find their first born, only known to us as Wape 2752, though many call him Cesar. There is a rumour that surrounds the Wilder world that, the second son Blaze, the dark prince, has carried out a sinister plot against Wape 2752, and the nation seeks to find their golden prince to rule and take them to another, final victory against the humanoids. Apartments in Wiami have been turned over, but to no avail. They must find the prince of the light soon, otherwise all could be lost… The transmission will end soon, we don’t have much more time, there is one more thing you MUST know, the prophecy suggests the portal will be opened one last time. “TRANSMISSION HAS ENDED”
The Wapes were confused and scared as they watched their simulated world start to implode on itself. They had always thought that their world was the only one that existed, and they had no idea what was happening. Suddenly, a portal appeared in front of them, opening with a crackling flash of light. The Wapes could barely make out the silhouette of a dark hooded figure before it disappeared, leaving behind a glowing ball of fire in the shape of an eye. Without hesitation, the apes rushed through the portal, eager to escape the collapsing simulation. As they passed through the fiery eye, they were overwhelmed by a dizzying sensation, and when they opened their eyes again, they found themselves in a new and strange world. This world, called Wilder World, was unlike anything the Wapes had ever seen. It was a vast and beautiful place, filled with towering trees and rolling hills, sparkling streams and bubbling springs. The Wapes were in awe as they explored this new land, marveling at the abundance of life and the wonders that surrounded them. They discovered new species of animals and plants, and they even encountered other intelligent beings, like themselves. As they settled into this new world, the Wapes realized that they had been given a second chance at life. They vowed to make the most of it, and to do everything they could to protect and preserve the beauty of Wilder World. And so, the Wapes lived happily in their new home, exploring and learning, and working to create a better future for themselves and all the creatures that called Wilder World home. The end.
At the beginning, the legend says that the Wapes used to be peaceful… They are ferocious creatures, a natural born warriors, but war was not what they sought. Wapes are known for their high intelligence and complex societal structure characterized by a hierarchy culture. However, living a simple life was what made them truly happy. There were two things they cared about - family and the environment. As long as they were able to just hang on the trees, run in the open fields and play with their loved ones, nothing was of concern to them. Occasionally, their battle skills did get tested, but in general they managed to live a fulfilling life. For centuries, they were living in an idyllic harmony, till one day the unthinkable happened… Without any warning, a wicked force of unknown origin has been awoken in their world. This force seemed to be the only “enemy” they couldn’t defeat! Everything they cherished in this life - every beautiful flower, every mighty tree, every blade of green grass, was suddenly set on fire. The Wapes were forced to look at their world collapsing, without being able to do anything. Fate was not kind to them. In their last minutes of life, the only emotions they were feeling were incredible pain and sadness. At that moment though, a mysterious figure appeared for a brief second and a portal was opened. Maybe not all hope was lost! The Wapes rushed towards the portal and fearlessly entered it. Three thousand Wapes made it through the portal, although some of them only in spirit and their bodies became fully mechanical. The Apes underwent a change, but it was not only a physical one. The Wapes of old were gone! Anger has overtaken them! Their souls became possessed by evil… It did not take long before the Wapes started to ravage the Wilder World wilderness. Everything in their path was getting destroyed. They did not want justice, they wanted revenge! And they were about to get the opportunity to make their wish a reality. While exploring Wilder World, the Apes encountered the tricky Goblins. The Goblins are famous for being a very deceiving, but clever beings that possess great knowledge. They started telling stories to the Wapes, about a magnificent and vibrant city called Wiami. They offered the Wapes to show them the path to the city in exchange for information about the Wilder World cave system. This was a proposition that the Wapes could not refuse. They were eager to tear down the city and make others experience their suffering. The Wapes reached their destination, sooner rather than later. Wiami was even more beautiful that the Goblins described it. The Wapes wanted to attack immediately, but their king ordered them to wait. King Haron, a battle-hardened veteran, knew that something was not right. Since arriving in Wilder World, he felt that this was a very spiritual place that was protected by some higher power. He gazed upon the full moon and started a deep think. All of a sudden, a loud howling sounds were heard in the distance. King Haron, in an attempt to show his dominance bumped his chest and made a deafening roar. The howling did not stop though, in fact it became even louder. King Haron understood that his worries have come true. He walked to the love of his life, his queen Cleo, looked directly into her charming eyes, hugged her and said: “I am summoning my generals, war is coming!” prettyboyv #8940
Once upon a time a clan of multi-generational apes were caught up in a wild bush fire that has taken over their planet. Before their eyes a portal opened up. With no other choice they took the leap and entered a magical land called Wilder World. When they landed, they all relised they looked different with amazing features and felt more powerful. Before they could do anything, a loud howl come from the trees. After a closer look it was a clan of wolfs. They were seen and a massive fight broke out, unfortunately due to the Wapes being so weak they were losing the battle. The last remaining few run to a city, the city Wiami. They found a disused car park and hide, they look at each other and notice the queen is missing. They don't know it but the queen had been lost and found herself by a racecourse - injured she passes out. A wilder drives passed and spots her, they stop and pick her up. After multiple days of care she is fit again and starts to form a relationship with the Wilder. Due to the Wapes amazing smell finds where the queen is and ambushes the Wilders crib. The Wape queen quickly explains that the wilder saved her and this is the start of the bond with the Wilders and Wapes - to be continued............ Wilder Ash NZ - Discord
King Haron, Queen Cleo and the King’s Council consisting of George, Blaze, Shark and Aaron led the Army of Wapes down the mountainside to approach n3o and the massive pack of wolves that stood behind him. The Wolfpack was very organized, the leaders being the mechs who littered the front lines, followed by the hybrids and then the organics. N3o held the wolves at bay as the Wapes approached, hoping to resolve the situation peacefully. He punched a myriad of codes into a mobile device that was shaped like the iconic symbol of Trinity. In moments, a flurry of Gens appeared over the horizon whizzing toward the shrinking gap between the two armies of creatures. They formed a line about 10 feet off the ground and the Wapes stopped about 50 yards away from n3o and the wolves. Like the conductor of an Orchestra, n3o punched some more codes into the Trinity device and the Gens began to light up in rapid succession. The Wapes stared on in confusion, never before seeing anything remotely close to this futuristic technology. The King and his council murmured frantically to each other in a language that n3o couldn’t understand, but he recorded it with the high-tech microphone on his device for later evaluation. The Gens suddenly projected beams of light at the ground just yards away from the Wapes front line and in an instant massive bunches of ripe delicious bananas materialized. The King and Council jumped back a few feet, absolutely stunned with what they were seeing. Aaron the former Shogun Samurai, who always had quite an appetite stemming from extra-curricular activities, started walking toward one of the bunches to investigate. N3o watched carefully, hoping this peace offering would calm the angry Wapes. Aaron peeled back one of the bananas. King Haron began to grunt in protest, but Aaron had taken a bite. The Wapes looked on in anticipation. Aaron turned toward the Wapes and made a loud emphatic call of some sort. In moments, every one of the 176 Samurai Wapes had formed a line in front of the bunches of bananas, staring coldly in the direction of n3o and the wolves, as the rest of the Wapes feasted on the fruits. “Well at least they’re going to take the offering,” thought n3o. As if he could hear his thoughts, King Haron stepped in front of the Samurai front-line, a mean look emanating from his face. He looked at n3o, took his thumb and made a cut-throat gesture across his neck, jingling his massive gold chain. He puffed his cigar and slammed it into the Wiami earth, putting it out angrily with his foot. King Haron roared at his army and they began roaring in unison, pounding their chests and stomping the earth. The bananas were devoured and n3o realized he had only given them more energy to attack. They didn’t seem to be interested in a truce. The Gens cleared out of the area as the Wapes began to charge once again. The Wolves began to howl, waiting for the signal to attack. N3o felt hopeless to avoid bloodshed among these beautiful creatures. The Wapes were closing fast, only thirty yards away now, the Samurai leading the charge. All of a sudden a massive light exploded in the no-mans-land that separated these armies. The Oracle appeared seemingly from nowhere, his cloaked silhouette barely visible in the blinding light. A massive portal appeared in front of the Wape Army and they all tumbled through it once again in bunches, falling and tripping over each other. The portal closed and the Wapes were gone. The Oracle turned to n3o who was quite surprised. “The Wapes are still here in Wilder World, I’ve just pushed them back into the forests on the back side of the mountain,” said the Oracle. He then disappeared again in a ball of light. “Thank you my old friend” thought n3o. “At least this gives us time to formulate a better plan.” He turned and started heading back to the lab. LΘΤΣΝΣ#2388
Live the Lore; Entry for Wapes Fan Fiction Quest: by Bastards of Earle We never asked for a new beginning, it was thrust upon us. Hurtling through worlds, we found ourselves peering out on our new reality -- a land no Wape had known existed. At the mouth of the cave, I sought the horizon. The land beneath was a mountainous jungle sleeping under the moon's watchful gaze, with a great sea glistening far off in the distance. The once assured and confident Wapes looked cautiously amongst each other. I knew we could not waiver in our next move. Fear is a monster, one that must be snuffed out before it spreads. I called to my tribe, hiding my own terror. With a passionate cry, I spoke: "Wapes, as we once ruled, so we will again. This land, whether foreign or wild, will succumb to our reign as all others have done before. Come now, join me brothers. We march into the unknown." In the dark night, the winds of Wilder World carried the echoes of the mighty roar of the Wapes collective. The hills braced themselves as the Wapes stormed from the mouth of the cave, descending upon the world below. We ripped at the fabric of our fear, tearing into the dense jungle like wapes possessed. We ran, never stopping until the first hint of morning found its way through the jungle canopy. Halting our progress, it was then I first noticed the beauty that surrounded me. Wild palm trees ten Wapes tall, flowers blooming in bright, violent colors. All at once, a bird larger than our own King swooped through the clouds, fire erupting from its mouth. In the brush, I sensed movement. In an instant, a pack of wolves emerged into the clearing. But, these were like no wolves we had ever seen -- their fur, bright and translucent, some with horns, halos, and even eyes where no eyes should be. I could see that they too had been transformed or damaged -- their legs fitted with the same mechanical appendages as my own body now wore. A wolf wearing a crown stepped forward, speaking in a tongue I could not understand. Our own King met the wolf's gaze. Each side feared to move. In the silence that persisted, the Wapes were unable to quell their demons. Shouts rose in the ranks, urging our King to assert his place in this new world. Power is a delicate dance, and a King knows this all too well. With his tribe urging him forward, our King struck first -- attacking the crowned wolf. What happened next is hard to describe. A blur of fur and anger erupted between the sides. I only know my fangs tasted wolf blood that morning for the first time. The fight was brief, each side recognizing the strengths of the other, and retreating. Panting, and out of breath, I looked once more on my tribe now battered by battle. Despite this, defeat was not present. I glanced into the eyes of my brothers, sensing their resolve. The battle had just begun, and war had now come to Wilder World.
BOOOMM!! Heavy thunder struck, wildfires erupted, crazy winds were soaring, their world became uninhabitable in the blink of an eye…. What had happened….? As King Haron stepped through the portal he thought to himself: “Was this the right decision? Should we have gone through the portal of this strange hooded figure? Was it the thing that had come to destroy them or to save them? We didn’t have a choice, our world, that was so perfect for us, was being destroyed..”. The King could feel the rage within himself rising, he looked over at Queen Cleo, just like him she seemed confused with what they had just experienced. However she was also in awe of what she saw on the other side of the portal. As far as they could see, through the opening of the cave they arrived into, there was such beauty. Her confusion was somewhat calmed by the thought that they had followed George into this portal. George has been the most trusted advisor of the King and Queen and always had a feel for what to do in difficult situations. The group that was first through the portal stepped out of the cave and began to take in where they had landed. They were stood on a mountain range looking out over a vast forest, which should have plenty of room for them to start over. In the distance they saw an oasis of light unlike anything they had ever experienced before in their world. A decision had to be made of how to continue onwards. As a true leader King Haron spoke to his bewildered followers. It took all he had to get all the eyes in his direction. “Our world has been destroyed by a force unknown to us. For all we know that force in out here and still after us. We need to stay vigilant and not let our guards down. You can all see that going through this portal has not left us unchanged, but we will use this to our advantage. Mark my words: we will take this place to call home.. WHATEVER THE COST!”. The crowd rallied behind their leader and all them were willing to follow the King into whatever lied ahead. Shark, the leader of wildest Wapes, had taken a small group of three out to scout the mountains. The new masks they had gotten allowed them to sense more of the environment than the others. They already knew they were not the only ones present in this new world. “Who are these other creatures” he thought “and what is their plan?”. The managed their way through the thick forest to reach an open spot. Looking over the Land Shark felt empowered and, even though King Haron told him to be quite, he let out a roar that would intimidate even the fiercest Beasts. In the oasis of light this roar was heard and suddenly everyone in the new world was on alert. In the lab, located in this oasis, the news of the new arrivals had already been noted. However this roar changed things. I could not be believed that these new creatures were coming in peace, but where did this anger come from? This something that needed to be investigated. N3O summoned some of the wolves, that had entered his world earlier, and went out to investigate. Of course Aaron was the first to spot the incoming Wolves. He always seemed a bit of a clown, but he could not been underestimate. As the, sort of, court jester he always knew everything there was to know about everyone and was always on lookout for something new. After brief discussion with the King they were certain, the incoming Wolves had seem them and wanted to keep their territory. The Wapes had to go on the offense. With their newly acquired strengths these Wolves would certainly be no match for them. They would not let someone take their home again. They must protect it. A small shimmering round object shot of from the approaching Wolves and stopped in front the royal pair. It project a hologram into an the opening in the forest. A figure appeared, standing tall in the woods and speaking in a common language. N3O had send his GEN ahead to gauge the intent of the Wapes. While approaching he spoke through his GEN to the Wapes: “Welcome dear friends, you have entered into Wilder World a place of refuge from the collapsed simulation you came from. See this place as your new home where you can live alongside the others that have come before you and will come after you. I’m on my way to greet you with a pack of Beast that also had to flee their home.” Not believing a single word of what this strange projection was telling him King Haron turned his back on it and looked his people, that followed HIM into this new world. He thought for a second and spoke: “We will not let this strange creature tell us what to do. This world is what we were given and ours it shall be. Rally behind me and we shall beat down whatever is coming”. Battle cries roared all around the King and the Wapes were ready to charge. Hearing the noise the Wapes made N3O halted the pack of Wolves and considered his options. The GENs ran the calculations and it was certain, at this point there was no change of a peaceful introduction. Realising this N3O summoned the pack back towards the city as to not start a war. He needed think of way to approach them. This was going to take him quite some time. The Wapes took this time to start building out THEIR new home. They staked claim to the hidden leeward side of the Wiami’s mountain range, chasing away whatever stood in their way. They had really come to like this the new powers they had gained. From their claimed position it was easy to observe all that was going on in the city. They often sent out looting parties that ravaged the city and took all they could carry. N3O had been observing their behaviour and was concerned, the Wapes would completely take over the city. He had found out that the anomaly, that annoying hooded figure, was the one who had let the Wapes into Wilder World. He should see if the Oracle was willing to help him to get the anomaly to talk with the Wapes.
BANG!! A bolt of lightning struck, and shook the ground. The wind gained in strength and the trees began to shake. It was the anomaly, hooded figure, again that had ‘rescued’ them from their dying world. He spoke swiftly: “Wapes, anger leads to destruction. You’re world is gone, but from this something new can be born. Building a new world cannot be done alone.” Behind the anomaly another portal opened and he pointed to King Haron. N3O, hoping that Oracle was able to convince the anomaly, was walking restless in his lab when suddenly he heard loud crackling sounds behind him. A portal opened, through which the leader of Wapes entered. The King fiercely looked at N3O who met this look intensely. Whatever he would say next could determine the future of Wilder World. “Welcome fierce leader” he spoke. “I understand that your home was destroyed and you are willing to go to great lengths to create a new one. I stand before you with a proposal: I will lend you some GENs and PALs to create a place, here in Wilder World, that you can truly call home. From you I ask no more rampaging and destroying of what we have created already. You can come to the city whenever you want, but in peace. You will be embraced as if you have always belonged here.” The King relaxed his clenched fists, calmed a little and took in what had just been proposed to him. He liked the offer, but certainly had to discuss this with his royal council. After a brief interaction with N3O the King stepped back through the portal. The future of Wiami seems safe for now… MisterBeans#3796
King Haron and Queen Cleo stood together on the cliffs edge. They looked over a strange world, unknown to anyone in the shrewdness. "We were warned this would happen and we did nothing! Now look at us, only 3,000 made it through the portal" the queen muttered under a growl. As King Haron listens to the mighty queen speak of her frustration, he knows it comes from a place of sadness for a world lost and those that didn't make it to this foreign land. He looks over his body and inspects these strange changes he overcame through the portal. A new type of vision, a faster speed, a new found strength. "Cleo, I know that under my leadership we have lost our home and many of our family and friends. As I saw, you all saw as well. Our world was targeted and we were forced out. We must find out who targeted our world and who the cloaked figure was that helped our people." King Haron says with authority. "George, meet with the other generals and colonels and get all information on those that made it through, who is injured, new capabilities from these new found devices we acquired through the portal." "Blaze, assemble your best men and spread out so we know what we are up against. I may have not listened to what I thought were idle threats, but I will not let that happen again. I will protect the 3,000. We will not be so careless this time." "Aaron, assemble ranks and groups among our Fellow wapes. Choose locations for them to stay the night. For tomorrow, we descend from this mountain and we make our presence known." "Shark, gather all the information that was presented to us before when we were warned, gather everyone that warned us, and start an investigation on what just happened to our world. Divide the network into two groups. One is to investigate who turned a weapon onto our home planet and the second is who the cloaked individual was that helped open portals into this world. We need to know who our enemies and our allies are. For there is much to be discovered in this world and right now I don't trust anyone or anything." "Cleo, I need you to put aside your frustration with me and the council. We did not listen to you and we were wrong. Your intuition was right. I need you to go among our wapes and comfort them. Speak to them generally about our plan, ensure them that we are putting together a larger plan and we will have a council later tomorrow. Be the Queen that you have always been and help our wapes know that we will stick together and we will seek justice for the wrongs that have been pressed upon them." "As for myself, I will be in the shadows. I will be using these new traits given to us to see if I can avenge our people and recover the trust I have lost. Our ease in the jungle made me apathetic. That will not happen again, I will be the leader our people need, even if it means dying in the attempt to do so." As the leaders of a fallen world looked upon their king, they felt the anger in his voice. They knew that what strength may have been lost in years of plenty, has now returned. The forces that were against the wapes just woke up the beast within the king and vengeance vibrated from his body as he paced the edge of the cliff looking over a strange land and a strange formation of structures built of materials not known to the wapes. From them lights like stars in the sky. There were lines of moving lights of white and red. Some were lower and others up among the structures. "GO! Now, do what I have asked." King Haron roared. Each of the leaders divided and left the cliff's edge. The king stood and took in deep breaths thinking of the mistakes he made leading up to this moment. A resolve settled in, vowing to never become so complacent in his own leadership again. His wapes needed the warrior of the past, the wape that united the shrewdnesses. Where many crowns bowed before a united double crown. Times were good for too long and he had become weak minded. Now the other 25 crowns would question him and the queen. As the king turned to overlook the shrewdness, a ball with lights zipped up to him. Some type of ray of light shined down over him, scanning him. The light came from the orb, from what looked like a large eye. As the king slowly stood tall, with no fear to be found, just confidence, the orb spoke, "I am GEN" King Haron tilted his head slightly and spoke "I am King Haron. King of the wapes." Pointing his metallic finger at the giant eye, he growled, "Are you enemy or ally?" - @belshebits
There was once a group of Wilder World apes known as the "wapes," who lived in a dense jungle in a distant land. These apes were known for their intelligence, their strength, and their fierce loyalty to one another. They lived in harmony with the other animals in their jungle home, and they were respected by all for their wisdom and their skill in hunting and gathering. One day, a strange portal opened up in the jungle, and the wapes were drawn to it, curiosity getting the better of them. As they approached the portal, they felt a strange energy emanating from it, and before they knew it, they were sucked through the portal and transported to a completely different world which we now know as Wilder World The wapes found themselves in a strange and unfamiliar land, surrounded by towering mountains and sprawling forests. They were confused and disoriented, and they didn't know how they were going to find their way back home. But the wapes were resilient, and they quickly adapted to their new surroundings. They used their intelligence and their strength to navigate their way through the wilderness, and they soon discovered that they were not alone in this otherly world. They encountered other creatures, both friendly and hostile, and they learned to survive in this new environment, using their wits and their strength to overcome any challenges that came their way. As they journeyed through this world, the wapes became stronger and more confident, and they began to embrace their new home. They knew that they would always carry a piece of their old jungle home with them, but they also knew that this wilder world held endless possibilities for them to explore and discover. And so, they set off on a new adventure, ready to face whatever lay ahead.
Cleo´s heart was heavy. Since the tribe arrived in this new world there have been calls for war and conquest. But few in the tribe were old enough to remember the great war. But she was. She was young then and so was Haron her mate, the world seemed so simple back then. They fought a terrible dictator, he was cruel and murderous. They fought for so long and many Wapes died. But in the end only one Wape was strong enough to stand against him, Haron. She cannot remember their battle anymore. She only remembers the terrible wounds on Harons body, the wounds that would never really heal, the wounds that torment him at night. But he was still standing, and the dictator lay dead at his feet. So, then he was king, and she was queen. As a warrior Haron has no equal, this she knows. But she feels uneasy. They have seen other life in this new world, the wolves, the goblins and other. But they are not the enemy, this Cleo knows. There is something else out there. A presence, a darkness something that chills here to the bone. But this is true, for all their might her tribe would not win a fight against this unknown enemy alone. They need allies to win this battle, not more enemies. They are a tribe, but this journey she must take alone. She gently kisses her sleeping mate on the cheek, leaves a note by his side and walks out of the cave.
Lore entry: Shock dropped like an atom bomb thru the Wape community, mushrooming up and out. Who destroyed their world? The leap of faith through the Portal was an almost unconscious choice, but underneath it all in the core of their being each Wape knew whether it was fear or hope that catapulted them across the barrier into this world. A strong silent desire for revenge emanated from the majority of the Wapes. Who was responsible for the collapse of their way of life? Who was responsible for creating this new existence for them? The Elders and Alphas, now mechanized creatures, tried to calm the masses; they knew the best thing to do was not react in anger, but gather information about this new world and formulate the next steps. Warriors were sent out to scout, others foraged, the Elders held council on top of the closest peak, and the Alphas strategized based on the information received. The want of revenge remaining potent and present everyday among most Wapes. Soon it was revealed the existence of a far away city. The Wapes heard of such things in stories and legends, but this place was very different. The lights and the creatures and the structures all so alien from their old “natural” tales. It was revealed that the scouting ended before they got close to the city, due to their other discovery, Wolves.
3k Wapes crash through the galactic portal and find themselves on the outskirts of Wiami, Wilder World. They look down off the cliffs only to see the original Beast Wolves down below. The Wolves sense their presence and howling ensues 3333 Wolf cries into the night. The WApe leader holds the line awaiting all 3k apes to crash through the portal and with one point to the sky and then down to the Wolves the Wapes run, leap and slide down the cliff's. These 2 packs now stand face to face....what will happen next?
Within minutes, more groups of displaced Wapes arrived through the portal. Quickly assembling troops of warriors, Generals, misfits, and maniacs, they descend on the wilderness of Wilder World, filled with bewilderment, anger, and revenge! Leaping higher and swinging further than ever before, they ravage through the forest testing their upgraded abilities, confident that nothing can stop them. Some swift movement through the trees catches the attention of a lead scout. A blue hazed Wape with yellow war paint across his face. He calmly puts his blunt aside to quietly track what appears to be a pack wolves. Yet they share similar advanced features, surely worthy opponents. Lead by a mechanical wolf the pack runs towards an oasis of light in the darkness below. On the horizon, the neon lights of Wiami reflect in his spectacles. Thinking to himself that this must be the source of the technology that destroyed their beloved home he rushes back to inform the General.
Part one of two As the Wapes stood looking out over the valley from this mysterious cave they find themselves in they see a faint light on the horizon. They marveled at the lush forest and shrubbery that was lit up by the moonlight, the glistening of the calm water next to tall buildings on the horizon created intrigue. This amazement and curiosity of the new world that lay before them seemed to make time stand still and the First Wapes stood there in silence - soaking it all in. What they thought could have been hours was in fact less than a couple of minutes before it came to an abrupt end... they saw small fires burning between them and the city. Howls and strange noises pierced the night, was their presence already known? These distant noises brought the First Wapes back to their senses. A brief look between each other revealed the identities of the companions, but they did not look exactly like before... before they lunged through the firey hole that was floating in mid-air as chaos had rained around them. There were six in total at the start. George had led the charge into the portal, his scarred eyes from previous combat - a duel which was lost against King Haron for the hand of Queen Cleo - were hidden behind a visor which had enhanced his vision. His journey through the portal had taken its toll on his limbs, but the magic had provided him new ones made of gold. His combat ability meant that King Haron kept him close so he could not conspire behind his back. He examined his arms and legs, impressed by his transformation, and could not wait to put them to use. King Haron was a close second coming out. The crown upon his head made sure that everyone knew who he was. Wolf blood and gold, likewise rose gold and gold, was a symbol of status. The red markings on his face represented the blood he had spilt to fight his way to the top. He observed that George had new limbs but luckily for himself he found that he had the same. His arms and legs felt stronger than they had before, and if he wanted to stay as the alpha male he would need to exercise his dominance and they should help him achieve this feat. The green fur, visor and tiny crown in front of him seemed to be symbolic of the envy George retained for King Haron. The thought crossed King Haron's mind.... could George still be trusted or would he try and seize power in this new world with his enhanced strength and abilities? The following three were siblings. Two brothers flanked their sister.... The first brother, a bit of a joker, was called Aaron. His appearance seemed comical. Aaron was wearing a multicoloured helmet, had an inked face and a rainbow for a mouth. This summed up his personality - a clown and a lunatic. He is one not to be underestimated in combat and his violent nature made him ideal protector for his sister. Somehow he had otherwise appeared unscathed from the frantic journey. The other brother to flank the queen was called Shark. Even before being transformed he was seen as a fearsome character but even more so now... his fangs had become more protruded, his skin blue like the cold blooded killer he was and now sporting dreadlocks with a daunting mask that reflected his psychopathic nature. Shark was the best fighter in his old world, and judging by his new looks he would be even more powerful with his new and improved limbs. King Haron would never beat Shark in a fight but knew he would never have to. Shark was loyal to his sister the Queen and had promised their parents before they had died that he would do everything in his power to protect her and their family legacy... a legacy which now continued on another world it would seem. At the back of the pack was Blaze, the most trusted general at King Haron's disposal. His fiery temper shone through with the brilliant gold patterns that adorned his face. Like Aaron he had also made it through to this new land relatively untouched. Whilst he admired the strength that was found in the golden limbs that surrounded him, he realised that his natural legs gave him more maneuverability. Blaze knew that being agile was just as important, if not more so, than strength. The one thing he could also be certain of was that his mind was intact having no modifications, unless the new horn sticking out from his head had addled his mind. In the middle of the group there was no mistaking Queen Cleo for her colouring was rose gold, and gold, along with a crown fit for only a queen. Flanked on the sides by her brothers, supported from behind by her mate's closest ally and her mate in front of her. She was well protected from the unknown surroundings. As more Wapes raced through the portal behind them, leaving behind their home that was burning to the ground, the five males who had ventured through turned to their Queen. The alpha, King Haron, was not truly the one in charge... he did however know what Queen Cleo would demand. Their children should rule this land, as they would have on their old world, and it would be taken by force if it had to be that way. What was unknown to everyone apart from the Queen is that she was with child in her belly. Unbeknownst as to the fate of the foetus inside her womb she had already made up her mind. She would not risk her people or offspring by waiting to see what was coming or to even allow the natives time to prepare for them. She grunted and her desires were known.... the Wapes would storm the valley and overwhelm everything in their path, taking no prisoners, dealing with whatever they find in a swift fashion before anyone, or thing, knew what hit them. Queen Cleo sniffed around at the cave entrance, her olfactory sense was always accurate and she could smell the subtle changes in the air that indicated an upcoming change to the weather. Her skin receptors confirmed what she could smell as her hairs stood up - there was a storm brewing and it would arrive very soon. The calm that lay before them would soon vanish in battle but they could take advantage of the weather shift to hide the sounds of the squeals and screams of the foes they would vanquish. She would allow brief respite of two hours to form the battalions with the new arrivals and giving time for inspection of their newfound abilities. Anyone with the enhanced vision would be able to scout from the mountains in which they had appeared and report back. ...
Wapes are going to find new friends. An alliance with kongz will allow them to rule the city, and fighting the goblins seems to be inevitable. But they want more! A satisfaction for what happened to them before. They lost their world and want a new one! They'll need all the land just for them like it used to be before. No doubt it's gonna be a wilder world for everyone.
As the apes were drawn into the swirling vortex of energy, pulsing with an otherworldly power, their hearts racing with excitement and fear… they began to notice that their bodies were undergoing strange changes. Some of the now “wapes” found that they were able to walk upright more easily than before, their muscles growing stronger and more agile, covered in war paint, geared for battle. Others developed hybrid features, with fur giving way to sleek metallic plates, mechanical limbs that gleamed in the sunlight. However, elders emerged bionic, mechanical beasts, overwhelmed with their new form and a 6th sense that provoked their curiosity further. The air was thin, and the sky was filled with swirling clouds that seemed to stretch on forever. In the distance, the troop could see what seemed to be smooth, shiny towering trees that glinted in the sunlight, reaching up into the clouds themselves. The wapes were awestruck by the beauty and wonder of this new land, and they knew that they had found a place that they could call home. As the wapes explored their new surroundings, the mechanical wapes were unique in that they were able to sense the presence of other mechanical beings nearby, accompanied by a low hum that seemed to resonate within their very souls. They had an instinctive need to be near these mechanical companions, as if they were drawn to them by an unseen force… or voice that initially drew them to the portal in the first place. The troop of wapes were a formidable force, their tendons and muscles propelling themselves from limbs at unfathomable speeds. Their heightened senses making them highly adaptable to their new environment, including feeling the living & unliving bionic presence of 4 legged beasts below as they glided through the canopies. These furry and mechanical beings below were matching the unparalleled maneuvers and speed of the wapes, also headed in the same direction, chasing the whispers deeper and deeper into the foggy forest. As the beasts journeyed on, the hybrid beasts spotted glimmers of light, fluttering between the leaves. The other wapes looked on in confusion as the mechanical beasts seemed to be drawn stronger and stronger towards the edge of the canopy. As the beasts slowed, walking towards the flickering light, they were accompanied by an eerie silence… the whispering hums have stopped, the flickers stopped. They can only hear the heartbeats and mechanical fluid pulse through their veins, and of the beastly wolves that stand amongst them at the perimeter to the wall of trees. What appears to be a vault door to the forging station, opens, beaming a glim light through the dust, humming louder. The beasts are ready for war, laser reticles charged, paws ready to pounce, snarling with a deathly grimace into the opened vault. The light shines on a silhouette of a humanoid being, accompanied by a floating sphere emitting anti-gravitational waves disturbing the dust as the two emerge. The humanoid being was tall and slender, wearing a dark cloak, adorned with intricate symbols and patterns that glowed softly in the dim light. In one hand, they held a strange device that seemed to pulse with energy in the shape of multiple triangles, a Trinity. The floating sphere hovered beside them, its surface shimmering with a rainbow of colors. The beasts stared in amazement at the strange beings, unsure of whether to attack. But before they could make a decision, the humanoid spoke in a language that none of the apes had ever heard before. But as the words flowed out of the humanoid's mouth, the apes found themselves understanding them perfectly. It was as if a voice was speaking directly into their minds, translating the alien language for them. “Welcome to Wilder World, your new home. I see the journey treated you very well. You can call me Oracle, and this is GEN1… follow us.”
Part two of two An hour passed and the hole in the air at the back of the cavern from which their comrades were appearing sputtered and vanished. Queen Cleo looked at where the portal had been and looked solemn. She pondered if that was the last they would ever see or hear of from their home world as nobody was able to jump back through. Aaron stood beside her, laughing manically and pointing at where the rift had closed just before more had made it through. As the survivors formed into ranks within the cave the final plan was decided upon. Queen Cleo would remain behind, watching the events below, with her brothers Aaron and Shark to protect her. A number of females were selected to stay behind in case of a disaster, this would allow - if all went wrong - a chance of rebuilding the population from the royal bloodline in secret to one day rise up again. This would also mean if the portal reopened then there would be welcoming faces to comfort the new arrivals before sending them down to reinforce the troops. King Haron, George and Blaze would lead one group each with the aim of swarming through the camps they saw when they first arrived - slaughtering everything in their way and have a small group following behind the battle ransacking and collecting supplies for the days to come. At this point they would aim to regroup closer to the city and work out the next plan of action. ... Another fifteen minutes had passed and the moonlight that was once lighting up their surrounding had all but disappeared behind the clouds. The first bright streak of lightning appeared in the distance - hitting the once calm waters next to the city on the horizon - followed by the rumble of thunder. Rain swept over the valley quickly and it was a torrential downpour. The Wapes were ready. There were no nerves, no fear, just excitement at the prospect of what was to come... a world that is ripe for the taking and exploring. Queen Cleo paced along the front of her people, grunting, making gestures, rallying her troops. The noise emitting from the cave grew exponentially with each passing minute. King Haron, George and Blaze stood in the mouth of the cave entrance thumping on their chests with a single fist. The troops looking out from the cave joined in slowly with unison and by the time they were ready the beating and grunting was so loud it could be mistaken as thunder. The time was almost upon them to attack. The scouts returned. They spotted wolves far off to the West roaming in packs - at a rough guess they appear to be around the same number as the Wapes that had made it through to this new world. The wolves however should be avoided if possible until a foothold could be gained in the region as they have similar enhancements. It could be that they are in a similar situation having just appeared on this world, but if encountered they should be shown no mercy. The main scout report however detailed what was between the Wape army and the city - there were primitive lifeforms.... similar to, but pre-dating, the Wapes of old which were once known as apes prior to their evolution. Other pockets of land saw other mammals walking on two legs, hairless and carrying large metallic sticks that make cracking sounds with flashes of light. The mission was clear though, avoid the enhanced wolves if possible and don't alert them, destroy everything in standing between them and the city, and create a future for the Wapes. Queen Cleo looked down from their vantage point one last time then walked through the troops to the back of the cave. Her brothers flanking her at all times to stop any attempts on her life that could potentially put an end to this bloodthirsty regime. King Haron watched from the front as she walked away, and once his mate was safely behind the troops he faced his generals George and Blaze. He tilted his head and did a slow nod to them, acknowledging his respect and honour to be beside them, inhaled slowly and unleashed a ferocious roar. He turned and led the charge down the mountainside as the rain thudded into the ground. The noise they were making would easily be mistaken for the the normal sounds of the storm that engulfed the land around them. As the thousands of heroes leapt out of the caved Queen Cleo trundled back to the entrance to observe from her perch. The fires below were already struggling the stay lit in the chaos of the tumultuous weather. The inhabitants below had no idea what was coming, some would be seeking shelter from the storm, others attempting to keep the fires going, nobody knowing the destruction that was approaching. After a few minutes Queen Cleo could see the flames being extinguished. She knew there would be screaming, shouting and explosions below that being masked by the weather that aided their assault. There were small flashes of light coming from some of the camps, maybe some resistance to her army but she was not concerned. As she stood at the edge she placed her had over her belly thinking of her unborn child. She started to grin at the chaos below and then she heard it - a growling on the ledge to her side. One lone pack of wolves, undetected by the Wape scouts, stared her down - they had found her first. The wolves were a mixture like themselves, some that looked more machine than anything else, some with enhanced body parts and others that looked like plain old beasts. Her brothers Sharky and Aaron stood by her side as always and they were ready for a fight. They weren't just ready, they wanting to fight. As they faced off with these wolves she was unwavering in her belief - thinking to herself... we shall rule this land, we already ruled one wild world and now we shall rule another, just one that is a much Wilder World. - SumoHippo#0705
Lore Entry: In the reddening evening King Haron knelt amongst the rocks and dry shocks of grass outside the cave. He clicked his metal fingers and thumb together and meditated on the changes to his body and the bodies of his people since they came through the portal. Their screams were still in his ears and he could still smell the burning hair and flesh. He still saw the red lightning and the fire - and the Masked One. Haron scooped dirt and pebbles from the ground and rubbed them between his metal palms, turning them into a raining cloud of powder. His Queen sat beside him, still shaking. He took her trembling hand in his and felt it steadying. The scraping sound of their metal hands grated against his ears. “I saw it! I was there with the King.” A wape with golden facepaint paced back and forth. A single spiraling horn on his forehead stabbed and slashed at the air around him. The shattered obsidian of his eyes seethed. “A strange being was standing by the portal. He appeared at the same time as the lightning and the fire. It was an attack!” “I don’t think he meant to hurt us. He might be an ally. What would he gain from attacking us?” A purple wape spun the stem of a flower between his fingers and let it fall to the ground. He pulled a rolled leaf from under his helmet and placed it between his lips and squatted. His helmet held every color imaginable in the lines of its embedded designs. He bundled some of the dry grass together and began to bang two rocks together next to it. “What would he gain by helping us?” growled a dark blue wape. His voice reverberated out of the shadows of his metal mask. “We should charge down the mountain right now and find him. I bet he is in that city. He may not know that we got through. We can take him by surprise.” “Yes Shark, let’s stampede down an unknown mountain into an unknown city full of we know not what,” hissed a green wape sarcastically. The thin, green beam of his visor sliced back and forth as he shook his head whose plain, horned crown clawed at the sky. “The Masked One brought the fire and lightning once. He could do it again. If we want to destroy him we need a plan. We should wait.” “I’m not afraid! I’m with Shark.” Blaze fired back. “Be calm, my son.” Queen Cleo soothed. In the failing light her metal limbs were blood red but the cool white glow of her mechanical eye showed that her true hue was the rosy gold of her cheek. “We don’t know the Masked One’s motives for sure. He may have been trying to help us like Aaron said.” Shark’s face was stoney and Blaze snorted and paced. “Enough.” King Haron stated as he stood. _'Blaze has always been reckless,'_ thought the King. _'Growing up he was always fighting someone or following the soldiers around, imitating them. He is brave but his only strategy is running straight at whatever is in his way. That’s his strength and his weakness. He is only ever a warrior.'_ _'Shark of the Deep Blue is older and wiser but still only solves things with violence. And when violence is what I need he makes a good general. But do I need it now? No, George is right. He is clever, calculating and patient. We need to wait and scout and plan. We know nothing of this land or what lives here. And we need answers._ *Something* _destroyed my kingdom. And it all began with the Masked One. I saw him first. The portal appeared, and he emerged from it. And then the lighting. And then the fire.'_ Aaron clacked the rocks against each other sending little sparks into his bundle of grass. _clack clack clack_ And there it was. The fire again. His son brought the flaming bundle to the rolled Vision Leaf between his lips. Thick smoke rose from Aaron’s mouth and the colors of his helmet danced in the cloud. The smoke rose like it had risen from their bodies in the portal. But Aaron had made it through unharmed. _'Thoughtless boy!'_ Haron thought. Aaron had always been lucky and Haron knew he had been too easy on him. Aaron’s helmet didn’t seem to fit him. He wasn’t a warrior. He never wanted to kill anything or fight anyone. He smoked the Vision Leaf that was meant only for rituals but he didn’t care about the shaman’s ways. He went off on his own, wandering through the forest, bringing odd things back with him. Ugly things, beautiful things but things no one knew what to do with. What would they do with Aaron? “Ow!” Aaron flung the burning bundle to the ground. He hadn’t been paying attention and it burned him. The bundle caught a small tuft of grass on fire. Haron stared. The fire. The fire. The fire, burning. - The fire was all around them as they fell through the tunnel of the portal. The screams of his people pierced the roaring of the holocaust around them. He watched their fur catch fire and their skin burn. He saw parts of them burn away to nothing. Then the metal limbs, the artificial abominations, took their place. He saw some of his subjects and friends burn fully away only to be replaced with the glowing, steaming sarcophagi of their new bodies. He saw his own arms incinerated and replaced, the smell staining his nostrils. Then he saw his Queen falling alongside him, burning like he was, and screaming. She had no hands for him to hold yet so he held her gaze. The coral gems of her eyes that he had enjoyed in the springs of their youth gleamed with tears. A burst from the walls of the tunnel, the tunnel the Masked One brought, burned her face and her scream clawed at his brain. Another burst and the same heat found him. A roar erupted from him and he was blind. - The Queen gasped and cried out as the flame started to spread. Haron blinked, coming back to himself and stomped out the fire at his feet. He scowled at Aaron and looked at the Queen’s remaining rosy eye and the cold white light of the other one. He picked up a stone. “The Masked One brought the lightning, the Masked One brought the fire, the Masked One destroyed our world. We will gather our people on the other side of the mountain and prepare. And when we are ready we will bring the fire to him and his allies. We will hunt him down, take his city and raze it to the ground. We will rebuild our kingdom in its ruins and his mask will hang upon my wall!” Haron squeezed the stone and held out his hand letting a pile of dust fall away. “Yes!” Shark roared. His black eye seething. Other wapes grunted and growled in agreement. Some paced impatiently and others nodded. Down the hill, near the coast, intermingled with the neon canyons of the city came echoing howls. “Follow me,” King Haron said. He moved toward a cleft in the mountain, turning his back on the setting sun. Aaron looked at the Queen as the wapes marched past them. As the horde descended the dark side of the mountain that already lay in deep shadow, the neon wounds on their metal hides looked like embers falling from the ridge and drifting into the darkness of the coming night. Hesh#9418
You can play it like a game, but Wilder World will be so much more. It’ll have communities, businesses, entertainment, education, you can earn a living or vote on things that interest you. Everything will be an NFT inside of Wilder World.
In a world that was once filled with bright sunshine and lush forests, a group of Wapes were now surrounded by darkness. As days and weeks passed, the Wapes began to lose hope that this darkness was becoming a new reality. Then one day, everything around them was illuminated by a bright light, burning the trees and scorching the earth. The Wapes realizing that something was terribly wrong, quickly began to flee the area. They raced through the forest, desperately trying to outrun the destruction that seemed to follow the light. They had no idea what to do, and was about to give up hope when they spotted a glowing figure surrounded by amber light. It waved its hand towards the Wapes, beckoning them to come closer. As they approached, they noticed a strange portal shimmering before them. The figure spoke in a gentle voice, “Do not fear, I will take you to safety. Trust me and pass through the portal.” The Wapes had no other option but to trust the figure and they hesitantly stepped through the portal, one by one. The Wapes pinwheeled through the portal, only to find themselves transformed into unique forms of life, either organic, hybrid, or mech with unique accessories and traits as each one of them landed in a strange environment. Glad to be alive, and a bit apprehensive they walked to an opening. But once they reached the top of the cliff an amazing, colorful landscape appeared below them. As they descended down the cliff, they noticed an oddly shaped sign that read “Welcome to Wilder World” The Wapes explored the area and was mesmerized by the beauty and felt a sense of relief finding a world with thriving inhabitants, from being in the dark for so long. This new world was full of vibrant colors and life. The plants and trees were lush and the air was fresh. But the Wapes were wondering how they would fit into this world, also called the metaverse by the inhabitants. The Wapes quickly realized that they retained their essence after going through the portal but with enhanced gifts. They were still Wapes but could immediately fit into this new world which already had a mix of organic, hybrid and mech inhabitants. The organics with DNA closest to their ancestors, had the ability to use tools, communicate with one another and were the most populous of the three types. They were the ones who nurtured the environment, kept it green, lush and fresh. The hybrids were the result of a combination of organic and cybernetic components, making them more powerful and efficient than their organic counterparts. They had enhanced strength, speed, intelligence, making them ideal for physical labor and tasks that required quick reactions. The mech were the most advanced of the three, having been created entirely of cybernetic components. They were the most durable, and were often used for dangerous tasks and exploration. They were able to survive in harsh environments and were resistant to most forms of damage. What a brilliant way to craft and build a strong, resilient community, unlike what happened to the Wapes who did not evolve and was stuck in the dark for ages. The Wapes valued their gifts and their new home. They asked about the leader who inspired hope for a brighter future. They found out the figure who guided them through the portal was the leader and he was Frank Wilder. A new era has begun, as the Wapes became an integral part of Wilder World. - Discord ID Striker #8187
As I ran through the chaotic streets of Wiami, I couldn't help but wonder what could have driven the Wapes to such destruction. They had always been a peaceful species in their own simulation, so what could have changed them so drastically? I knew I had to find a way to stop them, but as I ducked and dodged their attacks, I realized that violence was not the answer. There had to be a way to communicate with the Wapes and find out what was driving their behavior. I quickly made my way to the lab, hoping to find some sort of device that could allow me to communicate with the Wapes. As I searched through the shelves, I came across a strange headset that seemed to be designed for interspecies communication. Without hesitation, I put on the headset and approached the Wapes. They seemed surprised to see me, but they didn't attack. Instead, they simply stood there, staring at me with confused expressions. I took a deep breath and began speaking to them in their own language, trying to calm them down and find out what was going on. It was a difficult conversation, but gradually I was able to get them to open up about their situation. As it turned out, the Wapes' simulation had been experiencing some serious technical issues, causing their environment to become unstable and their behavior to become erratic. They had been forced to flee their own world in search of a new home, and when they stumbled upon a glowing portal, they saw it as their only escape. But they had no idea how to coexist with the other species that already lived here, and their fear and confusion had driven them to lash out in desperation. I listened to their story, understanding now that they were not truly evil, but simply desperate and misunderstood. I knew that we needed to find a way to help them integrate into our society and find a new home where they could live in peace. And so, with the help of the other Beasts and the support of the lab team, we set out to find a solution to the Wapes' problem. It wasn't easy, but with time and patience, we were able to find a way to integrate the Wapes into Wilder World and create a new home for them. I knew that this was only the beginning of a much larger, darker mystery that we would have to solve. The destiny of our still unfinished world was unknown, but we are determined to uncover the truth and protect our world... MEOW!!
Arriving at Wilder World, the Wape King and Queen, together with their top four officers took a moment, looking in front of them, a massive, vast large land right to where the sun is set. Strange world, new place, infinity possibilities, strange yet familiar feelings keep them in awe for a moment. Breaking the silence, the Wape King gave his first statement and order to all the Wapes who already gathered below them awaiting their King to speak to them. 'I, King Haron and Your Highness Queen Cleo, hereby declare that this land will be our new home! Go forth, explore the land, gather resources, information and report back to the officers' the King shouts The army of Wapes, roaring with their battle mantra, reached the battle worn Wolves scout nearby, who then sprint to their base to deliver the arrival of the Wapes news, which will mark a new Chapter of History within Wilder Beasts story. Again, unknowingly the GENs somehow managed to keep track and watch their movement in silent..the plot thickens and getting WILDER.. DaddyQuinns#5096
After crossing through the portal, the wapes quickly realize that their mental capacity has changed, in addition to their physical appearance. Already a species with superior mental ability, and desire to rule other species, the portal changes enhanced these traits. A hierarchy was established, with the mech wapes firmly on top through use of robotic strength and AI level mental capacity. Although few in number, mechs had little trouble forcing obedience from hybrids and organics. Organics, although limited in strength and mental ability, retained much more compassion than their counterparts. Furthermore, the “naked” wapes with limited trait enhancements were the most curious about potential peaceful alliances with other residents of this new world. Time will tell if the organics can subdue the warmongering of the mechs, and if they can convince the hybrids to work alongside them.
As the 3000 wilder apes stepped into the new futuristic world, they were determined to dominate everything in their path. They saw the instability and chaos as an opportunity to seize power and control, and they were willing to do whatever it took to achieve their goals. The surviving humans and the wolves, on the other hand, knew that they had to cooperate if they were to have any chance of standing up to the apes' reign of terror. They worked together to hack the evil robotic AI "pals" that were serving the apes, one by one, in an effort to take back control of their world. Despite their best efforts, the humans and wolves found themselves vastly outnumbered by the apes. They were outgunned and outmaneuvered at every turn, and it seemed that there was no way they could stand against the might of the wilder apes. As the conflict raged on, it became clear that there would be no happy ending. The humans and wolves were fighting a losing battle, and it seemed that they would never be able to defeat the apes and take back control of their world. But even as they faced seemingly insurmountable odds, the humans and wolves refused to give up. They knew that they had to keep fighting, no matter what the cost, if they were to have any chance of survival. And so they continued to fight, day after day, hoping against hope that somehow, some way, they would be able to turn the tide and emerge victorious. Discord: original4u#9201
George was the first to survive the tumultuous portal social engineering and wilder spirit harvesting.. undetected the elixir around his neck would remain the wapes only hope at regaining freedom, who or what is the keyholder ? That shifty wagmi san looking character only clue was that 369 is the key to the metaverse, George has the padlock but what could possibly unlock the elixir to save his race.. 369 didnt unlock it unless it was a part of a cypher to unravel in Wiami, an unknown environment yet to be explored or indeed survived...
I keep watching it over and over again. Such a masterpiece. Kudos to the team
Wapes coming to Wiami. 🔥 Seems like they'll find their new home soon.
This is so fire! Can't wait to get my Wape tomorrow!
Minted my Wapes! The process was smooth and the gas fees were low ⛽️
wapes came from a new dimension, to be part of the wilder world universe, wapes are the future of a wilder world beginning.
Wapes have entered the portal to Wilder World, an immersive photorealistic Metaverse 13.5x the size of GTA5! And that just the first city of Wiami. So many great things to come from Wilder World in 2023!
Standing on the cliff edge, overlooking this new world down below, the Wapes gathered. A quiet calmness falling upon them as they take in their new world and process the destruction of their old home.
The king and Queen turned to their 3000 comrades.
"Aarrrrgggghhhhh" Letting out a venomous rally call, and beating his chest, King Haron turned and sped down the hills toward Wiami. All Wapes following behind.
What was to follow next would change Wiami forever....
The Haron Transcripts
The explosion: an echo of the past
It has been 54 years since our kind have triumphed over the evil tribes of old. There were three tribes that let greed run rampant in their hearts causing them to turn on their own kind. These three nefarious tribes-the Tribes of Terror as they were called-masochistically destroyed 14 others wiping out the greater part of our populace. Their goal: to gain control of the primary section of jungle that we all depended on for food. Although the food was scarce, there was more than enough for all of us (granted we worked together to protect our domain from other beasts of the jungle.) After the attack, only two peaceful tribes remained: my grandfather’s tribe-the Gundrose tribe-and the tribe of Cleo’s Grandfather-the Sedron Tribe.
No one knows how their two tribes managed to survive those 54 long years ago. My grandfather Haron the Great-whom I was named after-was the only remaining survivor and had been for the last nine years until yesterday when his life was taken from us. The last to die before him was Cleo’s grandfather Eldon. Their friendship was unbreakable and source of great legend. After Eldon’s death, Haron the Great began to speak out about what had happened, but we all though his best friend’s death had caused him to go mad; his mused ramblings going ignored. I should have listened.
Yesterday, when this hateful explosion rocked the very foundation of our peaceful society, I began to realize he was telling the truth about what had happened so many years ago: that the two remaining tribes were being chased down by the Tribes of Terror, minutes away from death when the explosion of my grandfather’s wild and fanciful stories of the past had opened up the “flaming mouth of the devil”-as he had described it-and swallowed whole each and every member of those three monstrous tribes, saving them all from a gruesome death. The same explosion burst forth yesterday claiming many lives, including my grandfather’s. His last words: “find my transcripts and follow the hooded figure into the devil’s mouth.” Every fiber in my being wanted to ignore his advice and lead our tribes to what I thought was safety. I, however, did not. I looked into his eyes as his light was snuffed out, the smoke of his soul rising past me, imbuing me with a scent that would never fade. I instantly knew that our only option was to trust my grandfather utterly and completely.
After finding what remained of his transcripts (a few charred and tattered pages) more confused than ever, I gathered all the tribe leaders-Chiefs as they were called-and mustered the strength to lead them into uncertain terrain. My best friend George was first through the mouth of the devil, followed by four others: My love Cleo, Shark, Aaron and Myself. We wanted to make sure it was safe before bringing in the rest of us. I had instructed Blaze and the four other great Chiefs to stay behind-five to go and five to stay-and bring the rest through once we had ensured the danger was not greater than the ruin of what we were leaving behind. As we all followed the hooded figure into hell, we began changing; morphing. Entire parts of our bodies being replaced by mechanical madness, some of us being replaced all-together leaving only their spirit inside a mass of springs and steel.
Blaze was the only remaining Chief to make it through, the other Chiefs sacrificing their lives so that others may live. Without their sacrifice, hundreds more would have died. This left six of us Chiefs to lead the masses. Although we didn’t want it, our small group of surviving Chiefs had named Cleo and I Queen and King.
It has been three long and grueling days since we left our old world behind. We have not seen the hooded figure since. There has been a battle with a pack of wolves with similar transformations that caused a few injuries on both sides, but no casualties. The battle itself caused little concern. What shook me to my core was the look of both recognition and hatred in the eyes of this small pack of wolves. The thing I had been pushing to the dark recesses of my mind wishing not to be true was now crawling into the light; my worst fear: the Tribes of Terror had been sent to this same place many years ago and have somehow managed to procreate and survive. The Wolves-being greatly outnumbered-should have fled, but they didn’t. This attack was personal; they most definitely have had unpleasant run-ins with our enemies of the past. Trying to convince these wolves we are tribes of peace will not be easy; they have no real way to distinguish us from the Tribes of Terror, and no reason to trust us, but we will try. We now have no choice but to see them as our enemy--for now. There is too much uncertainty here and I will take no chances with losing any more precious lives. As far as I am concerned, all other life is our enemy until proven otherwise.
I also briefly searched through what remains of my grandfather’s transcripts and found some very troubling things. Here are the few fragmented excerpts that were legible: “they will come every 54 years to bring”; “in this world, time flows not like the water of our rivers, but like lightning in a dark and stormy sky--unpredictable and dangerous”; “the boundaries of space are permeable by the ones who”; “we must help them to build a world that is.” The few other passages that were not too destroyed to read were in another language entirely.
As I lay here exhausted and scared, writing on the few blank pages of my grandfathers’ transcripts with a piece of charred wood, I realize the importance of finding the truth that I should have learned from my grandfather years ago. We are in a new world now, a wild one for sure. One I know in my heart can be a paradise, but not before more pain and suffering.
I must go now. The wounded need tending to, and there have been reports of increased howling in the distance. There must be thousands of them. Tommorrow I will take George and we alone will attempt peaceful contact with their leader. It is my hope we do not have to go to war with them; many lives would be lost. I will write more… if I get the chance.
Until next time…
This is ny favorite! So amazing, Good job!!
Incredible! LFG
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Unbelievable! I want to play this song anytime I need to get hyped for something 😂 and the wapes are main character energy 😮
Glad you liked my music. Coming to Spotify/Apple Music and other streaming services soon!
Thank you Lauren. The wapes are amazing characters and we can't wait to explore wiami with Wapes avatars. Epic times coming. Song is 💯 🔥
Hey Team, Amazing trailer and of course, awesome sounds 🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘
Love the wapes!!future is WILD!
Just watched this with my teenage kids and they said “Wow! That is so cool!!” “Is this going to be a game?” “What else are you going to be able to do?”
Wilder World… I think you’re getting it right. Can’t wait for reveal, but more so, I can’t wait for open world exploration 😊
My Lore Entry:
The sky lit up with familiar orange portals. Pin pricks in the very fabric of the vast digital metaweave, appear all over the sky, gradually growing, swirling, and snarling. Unfamiliar shrieks echo round the mountain range, while an ominous rhythm vibrates through the soil. The Wapes explode through the portals with panic in their eyes, beating their chests creating a rhythm like a war drum.
Portals start opening all over the metropolis. Breaks Squeal as Racers swerve, screams ring out as parts of the city are pulled apart and fountains of electricity rain down on the city. Chaos ensues as the Wapes fly through the sparse buildings that are appearing and swing from girder to girder. The pain and destruction of a previous life lost, course through the veins of the Wapes. A low rumbling as King Haron roars from the side of the mountain. The Wapes respond and regroup from far and wide behind their leader.
The ears of the wolves are pricked, the vibrations can be felt to their very core. The howls start to compete with the noise of anguish and destruction. The wolves sensing danger gather on the opposing side of the mountain. The call for strength in numbers and instinct line the wolves up in a defensive formation.
The Wapes with uncontrolled rage and revenge in their eyes take the early initiative and charge at the Wolves. Like a tornado of flesh, Beasts fly into each other. The crashing of metal and bone as Metallic arms fly, and teeth smash on metal and sinew.
Neo appears from another portal high above the battle. He shouts “ENOUGH!”
Three Gens circle the creator and start to beep and buzz with excitement. They burst like a supernova, light beams spilling out and engulfing the beasts in a warm glow The Gens language nodules are engaged, they whir and vibrate and begin communicating with all beasts.
“To the Wapes you have already felt great pain, losing your world. Let’s not create more pain and suffering. Everything happens for a reason, though it may not be clear to you now, all beasts are being bought together and modified for a higher purpose; this is a chance for everyone to contribute and thrive in a new world with endless possibilities. You have been given great gifts with your evolution through the portal. Channel the pain and your newfound gifts to help create something beautiful.
“To the Wolves you have already settled into your new home. All beasts can rise together and create harmonious communities who can live together. This is a new world with new opportunities. We will not fall into the same destructive patterns of our old worlds.
Queen Cleo holds counsel with King Haron. “We should explore this new world together and help build a new world for our kin. We have lost everything; we should put our anger to work and build with them and the beasts ……… For now! She flashes the king a devious smile. We have changed dramatically and don’t even know what we are capable of” He moves his head in agreement. With an expression of mischief, she turns and bows to the Gens.
Let us live side by side
The three Gens start morphing. Arms and legs jutted form them violently as a storm of electrical waves engulfed them. They surveyed the land as more plots of lands were rising with ferocious speed and energy as the glowing lattice structure of triangles in the sky were becoming more prominent. The landscape is quickly taking new shapes and energy.
Then their circuits sprung into action again as they’re sensors were overrun. They’re heads spinning violently and locking onto more and more red targets…..
More portals? A shadowy dark figure danced between them and seemed to gain power and delight from the chaos. A sense of darkness emanated from the ghostly figure as he played with the codes of the simulations.
Neo stood open mouthed what next?....
Having portaled into a foreign dimension with no home to call their own, the wapes settled into the outskirts of the city of Wiami's dense
forests and deep cavern's in the foothills and mountains. Many of the wapes were becoming acustom to their new and enhanced features.
Fresh avaiators, samurai hats, gold grillz and face tats, these wapes are in fact a rather chill and a bit of a partying race most of
the time, when left amongst themselves and their "cultivations". As lore would have it, the wapes resided on the outskirts for sometime,
quite happy and peaceful. But, as it would turn out, wolves have quite the sense of smell. The wolves picked up a scent they have never detected
before, coming from the far out regions of Wiami. This particular area is usually inhabited by the small creatures of the woods so this seemed
out of the ordinary. This was the smell of something more exotic. A pack of wolves were sent out to investigate this other worldly smell. As wolves
approached this large field, they were hit with a strong cat urine like odor. Naturally, they disliked this smell as much as cats dislike dogs.
The wolves took it upon themselves to burn the field and be rid of the fowl odor. They did just that and went back to the city to celebrate a job
well done and another problem solved! Little did they know they just started a war, a war with the wapes. After a long night of smoking cigars, rolling
joints and fat wape sized blunts, wape #2665 went to go check on the fields....oh man. His expression was alot like wape #24 when he saw what all
the wolves had done. He was looking like wape #2358 with all his veins popping out when he realized the wolves torched the entire weed field that
they had spent the last 2 months cultivating to perfection. He went back to report on what had happened, it did not go well. All 3000 wapes were
in disbelief. Some even cried. With supply running low and only 2 days from being completely out, the reality set in. The wapes were pissed and
their rage grew as they began to prepare for war, a war with the wolves, a war they were bringing to Wiami.
If this isn’t the lore we get I don’t want it
“Something seems off.” - Haron said staring off into the distance, his eyes quickly adjusting to darkness.
“What do you mean off?” - the Queen asked her royal counterpart as she brushed off a few still burning pieces stuck to her vibranium sleeve. The scent of burned fur lingered in the air, as metal parts wrapped around the organic tissue of her arm. This wasn’t Cleo’s first time jumping through the portal - quite the opposite - yet she never got used to it. It didn’t really hurt, but she disliked the sensation. At least the flesh embraced metal smoothly and she sort of admired how this new technology seamlessly connected two seemingly impossible-to-merge materials. Stealing that Ledger with Zero_Tech blueprints wasn’t such a bad idea after all.
“I’m telling you, something is off” - the King insisted, gazing at the vast valley under the cliff of the Gates of the World mountain.
“The place looks similar… but not quite the same. Are we sure that the coordinates are accurate?”
“Positive, sire. I triple checked the data, and I can say with the utmost certainty that this is the place.” - Deep, rough voice of the commander of the King’s Asterions resonated through the night, as the bright full moon reflected off his Samurai helmet. Aaron has been the Head of King’s personal guard for many eons. The elite Wapes warriors were selected through a highly rigorous process, then had to endure 18 moons long training process before they were granted the utmost honor of serving in the Wapes Asterion guard. Aaron himself has been King’s personal bodyguard, advisor and friend for most of his life, and being an Asterion was all he’s ever known. Losing both parents in the battle of Nordor during the first Great Wapes rebellion, he became an orphan at the tender age of six. Haron took him under his wing and made sure that young primate never lacked for anything. Although he grew up on the court, Aaron always preferred spending time on the training range, taking advantage of every opportunity to improve his combative skills. After all, he was his father’s son, warrior at heart.
“The scouts have returned,” - Aron continued. “Massive movements were spotted in several areas south of the Capital City. Wiami defense is being fortified - three rings of the defensive systems were put in place around the Metropolis. The city seems impenetrable, at least for now. The seaside route doesn’t look promising either, Trinity Islands is being evacuated and turned into a Naval base.” Haron found this amusing. Wapes couldn’t even swim, much less operate a war ship. But they were good on land. Very good. In any case, setting up a military harbor on Trinity Islands seemed like overkill.
Aaron quickly rechecked the data on his wrist-attached hologram and continued. “GENs are patrolling the sky 24/7, covering every square inch of the streets, sending live feed directly to the Lab. As for the numbers, ahem… according to our reconnaissance units…we are outnumbered four to one, my king.”
“Wapes count their enemies after the battle.” - the Wapes King replied, not a single muscle on his face revealing his thoughts or giving away even a slightest sign of concern.
Aaron almost immediately regretted bringing the subject up. “I’ll scan the area for life forms and start setting up the camp perimeter.” The King nodded quietly in response, while the Head of the Guard disappeared in the woods.
“It’s all his fault” - Cleo said.
“Who, Aaron’s?” - king snapped from his thoughts back to reality.
“Not Aaron’s, of course. You know who I’m talking about.”
“Ah. No, it’s not the Architect’s fault either.” - Haron replied calmly.
Cleo’s eyebrows connected in the middle, turning her expression into almost menacing frown. “When will you stop being delusional? When will you admit that he sided with them?”
“The Wolves sided with him.”
“The Wolves were here before him! He abandoned us!”
“I don’t think he had a choice.”
“He did have a choice! It didn’t have to go down like this! And yet…”
Swiftly and noiselessly Aaron appeared from the shadows, interrupting the royal argument. Trying to catch his breath and keep his appearance, he muttered - “My King… they are here."
Almost at the very same moment, an otherworldly mix of scream, roar, and howl tore the night, ripping through the hot summer air.
The silhouette of the beast standing on a cliff about a mile away was clearly visible, as the huge full moon behind it served as a perfect background. For no particular reason, Haron remembered one of those ancient stories about the Wape who cried Wolf. This wasn’t it.
If the Wolf’s roar caused any discomfort in Queen’s inner being, she didn’t show it. Yet, the blood-freezing sound set off a flock of Wilder Owls, and urged a young stag to run for safety in frantic gallop.
The smell of laser-burned grass, the sound of mechanical parts grinding against each other, and the radiating neon glow in distance unmistakably revealed the nature of the being.
“The Mechs, sire.”
In the valley below them, lights started to flicker one by one. The entire spectrum of colorful gleam began to shimmer in the horizon. The sound of thousand mechanical legs stomping through the valley, accompanied with hum and buzz of the electric charges, resembled noise of a giant power plant. As the mechanical beasts were getting in positions, the neon glow pierced the darkness, creating a surreal scene. If ever there was such a thing as night rainbow, this was as close as it gets. It was almost beautiful. Almost.
The Wapes King removed his plasma sword and handed it over to Aaron. - “It is time.”
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Flexing, boxing, and breakdancing. Enamored with the accessories that now adorn these wapes, fitting how perfect they fit an have given each of our brethren identity, to what purpose does this cloaked figure serve us. To save us wapes in our moment of need, yes something he whispered as we entered the portal. “Gather round” King Haron says with a pound of his chest. “It seems our journey has betwixt us to some extent, a strange new land is ours to claim we will makes those goblins RUE the day they have misguided us for the last time.” Queen Cleo, now lays her hand on the shoulder of Haron. “May I your majesty.” A nod from Haron, for Cleo to continue. “My beautiful Wapes look at you, look at us. We have been granted another reprieve at a better life. Let us learn how better makes use of these new Steel Crowns, Doom Mask, and all the other glorious wonders that are part of use. To be one with our New Reality.”
Aligned on the cliffside, the Wapes scanning their new home. Structures taller than any tree to climb, wonderous lights emanating from leylines, circular patterns show the true landscape of where they must venture.
Just as fast and violent the ride through the portal, George yells “WIAMI.”
Love the Wapes !! future is WILD!
Once upon a time, in a world far, far away, there lived a group of intelligent apes. They lived in a beautiful jungle, surrounded by lush foliage and teeming with life. But one day, disaster struck. A great fire swept through the jungle, consuming everything in its path. The apes watched in horror as their home was destroyed before their very eyes.
As they scrambled to escape the destruction, they stumbled upon a strange portal that had appeared out of nowhere. Without hesitation, they leaped through the portal, not knowing where it would take them.
When they emerged on the other side, they found themselves in a completely new world. The air was filled with the sound of strange, foreign creatures and the landscape was unlike anything they had ever seen before.
As the wapes explored this new land, they quickly realized that they were not welcome. The native creatures saw them as a threat, and they were forced to defend themselves at every turn. Despite their best efforts to peacefully coexist, the wapes soon became known as the villains of this new world.
As they fought to survive in this hostile land, the wapes began to embrace their role as the oppressors. They used their intelligence and strength to dominate and control the native creatures, bending them to their will.
But despite their power, the wapes could not escape the guilt that gnawed at their conscience. They knew that they were not the heroes they had once been, and they struggled to reconcile their actions with the values they had held dear in their old home.
As the years passed, the wapes found themselves at a crossroads. They could continue down the path of darkness and destruction, or they could try to redeem themselves and make amends for the harm they had caused. In the end, they knew that the choice was theirs to make.
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Wapes were a proud and noble race, living in their own simulation for countless eons. They were known for their intelligence, their athleticism, and their fierce loyalty to one another.
But something had changed within the Wapes. A darkness had begun to seep into their world, corrupting their minds and driving them to acts of violence and destruction. No one knew where this darkness had come from, but it seemed to be spreading rapidly, infecting more and more Wapes every day. The illness spread like wildfire and hope dwindled, until suddenly, a mysterious cloaked figure appeared and opened a portal to an unknown world.
As the Wapes' simulation began to collapse they were faced with a choice: stay and fight against the darkness that was consuming them or flee to another world in search of safety. In the end they chose to escape, following an open portal to Wilder World and pouring through it by the thousands.
As they emerged on the other side, the Wapes were filled with a sense of anger and determination. They had been driven from their own world and they were not about to let the same fate befall them in this new one.
The Wapes made their way to the outskirts of Wiami, a bustling city filled with all manner of creatures. They set up camp, organizing themselves into a hierarchy and preparing for battle. They knew the darkness that had corrupted their own world was still with them and they were determined to rid themselves of it once and for all.
But as the days passed it became clear that the Wapes' mission was not going to be easy. The darkness within them was strong and it seemed to be growing stronger with every passing day. They found themselves attacking innocent creatures, lashing out in anger and frustration.
It was then that a group of brave adventurers arrived on the scene, some of the first inhabitants of Wiami, determined to put an end to the Wapes' rampage. They knew that the only way to save Wilder World was to confront the darkness within the Wapes and find a way to banish it once and for all. The cloaked being who opened the portal had to play a role, but who was this mysterious figure and why did he send the Wapes to Wiami?
Together, the adventurers and the Wapes set out on a quest to find the source of the darkness that had corrupted the Wapes' world. They traveled through treacherous forests and across scorching deserts, facing countless dangers and challenges along the way.
As they drew closer to their goal, the Wapes began to feel a sense of hope and purpose. They knew that their journey was far from over, but they were finally on the right path. They were determined to rid themselves of the darkness that had consumed them and to build a new future for themselves in this strange new world.
-Spliffard
Upon the edge … The group of Wapes grip their toes upon the edge of the stark cliff before them. They pause, huddling together. Each Wape face wrinkles, like a jungle plum, peering down into the gaping view-a view that pries open their wide eyes, blowing their minds into starry silence.
Wapes are familiar with hanging upon edges. Across centuries and millennia, Wapes have known of nothing more common than hanging from the lush and green edges of trees. And the old stories tell of how the ancient ancestors first hung down from the stars. Some say the original Wape-the Great Old One-continually hangs upon the cosmic branches between space and time, even between lightness and darkness itself.
Now a threshold of light and dark hangs before these Wapes. In the glint of their deepening eyes, a strange and awesome view unfolds, expanding beyond comprehension, and taunting their minds to ponder. What is this strange place? What is this scene before an infinite horizon?
Beneath their perch, the steep descent of dark jungle falls and sweeps into the black air, a cascading wave of tangled roots and vines, sloping all the way down to the shimmering moonlit sea. For a Wape, such jungle slopes aren’t too unusual, nor are the sights and sounds of the great waters. But what of THAT-that down there-that giant web of glittering stars upon the land? Are these the roots of the stars settled upon the planet? Is this the place where their ancestors hung and fell? Or a place of gods? Or of something else?
Behind them, the other mystery still spins and sputters. The vortex of the portal that brought them here is a total enigma-and the only fading remnant to the world from which they came before.
King Heron, Queen Cleo, George, Blaze, and Shark were the first to come through the tunnel, followed by hundreds then thousands more. Every Wape arrived transformed. In the least, each is stunned by the loss of their world, left only with their kinship and so many burning questions. What happened?!! How was their world destroyed? Who was that dark figure who opened the portal? How did their bodies transform? So many questions-each a puzzle-having yet no answers. For now, these questions fade, disappearing into the spiraling whirlpool of fire and void: the spinning and sputtering vortex, twirling downward to the size of a spider’s web, then smaller, then even smaller, until only a thin curve gradually closes its complex math to zero … and all is gone.
But Wapes rarely look behind them. Wapes rarely ponder the past. Now all 3000 Wapes hang upon the edge of the mystery before them.
King Heron leans out over the edge just a bit further than all the rest. Listening deeply, he allows his gaze upon this incomprehensible view to speak into his heart.
Stars twinkle above, stars twinkle below … and some spark of illumination enters his knowing.
Shifting his gaze from the horizon, he looks to his Queen. She returns a loving glance with tears in her eyes. Then he turns to the gathering of the thousands of Wape kin. Opening his mouth wide, he speaks the voice of the ancestors, the ones who came before.
“Forward is life! Backward is death! These are the laws of the ancient ones!”
One by one, the army of Wapes turns to hear their king.
“Let us forget what came before! Let the fire clear it from our minds, just as the fire has cleared it from our eyes. Let us remember only the voices of our ancestors who still speak to us now. The ancient ones always speak of moving forward! From the stars, they spoke us forward into existence! ‘Swing forward!’, the ancient ones say! ‘Swing from time to time as we swing from living branch to living branch.’ To swing forward is to survive, to fall backward is to die! Life leads to life!’ These are the laws of our ancestors! These are the ancient words of the ones who came before!”
“We have many questions. We want to wonder why … why have we been forced to leave our jungle home? This is a mystery.”
A soft murmuring arose from the troop of Wapes.
“But what lies before us is of a greater mystery. Look forward Wapians! Look forward and down the slope of this mountain and see the radiant star roots of our ancestors glimmering in the ground. From the stars in the sky they hung, and into the star roots of the ground we fall! Let us swing forward into our destiny! In those grounded stars we will live and we will thrive!”
And so it came to be, upon the edge of the cliff, upon the edge of a new space and a new time, that the Wapes swung between past and future, between the stars above and the mysterious matrix of lights below. The choice was made for Wapian destiny: to swing forward into these new stars-into the city lights of Wiami below, to claim their destiny.
The silence broke with a royal roar and a holler. Then the full orchestra of the jungle sang, all 3000 yelps of the entire clan, crying for both loss and hope, rose to meet the heralding voice of their king. As thunder, the pounding of chests and beating hearts, delivering the star-ape drum song of the ancient ones, for the future ones.
King Heron takes the leap … beyond the edge, falling into the tangle of the jungle below, swinging his long arms from branch to branch, moving like a bright comet toward the city of stars.
One by one, and in great waves of fur and furry, an army of Wapes follows him.
Live the Lore; Entry for "Wapes Fan Fiction Quest:
The vortex still snarled behind him. A menacing whirl of lashing energy. The Golden Wape never even looked back. He was eager. His gaze set forward and so he marched…
The wizard had been jumping realities, switching from parallel to parallel forming a brief thread to his beloved home from dying worlds. His grand design to connect the multiverse’s into a singular base reality was tantalisingly close. But with each “base jump” came an increasingly emergent danger. The portals were harder to maintain, it seemed that in this last encounter was an unexpected threat. A sentience that new he was coming. The Wapians were expecting him. Waiting, militant and menacing. As soon as the wizard had arrived, the Wapes bore down upon him in a ferocious wave of flesh, beating their chests and hurtling through the forests with the alacrity and strength inherent of their kind.
...Simus’s golden lips turned up as he snarled a chilling smirk, bearing golden fangs, a deep guttural growl rolled out through clenched teeth and his pace increased. Simus had never felt so strong. Something here was different, and its source was intoxicating. Fueling his rage. A tingle licked across every nerve. He resisted the urge to shiver and balled it into his fists. His ambling gait rapidly grew into a bounding charge down the mountainside as King Simus and 3000 of the strongest Wapians descended upon the unsuspecting inhabitants of Wilder World. Havoc would surely ensue.
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I loved this trailer !!
My lore entry:
The howling wind whipped through the Wapes as they boldly and bravely made their journey into an unknown wild new world. Their old world had become consumed with corruption and greed and could no longer be supported by the 5D energies that had begun sweeping galaxies all over the universe. The Elders remembered a time when true friendships could grow and love had prevailed between human and beast, but this was no longer the way of life for the Wapes.
They had needed to organize themselves after the human military takeover and were ultimately the only ones to have survived the calamity. Tragically, their society had become devastated by the war, and their land now lay in ruins. There was a glimmer of hope though, as the Alphas and Elders had long known of a Portal of Promise (a portal only known in myths and legends), and they could sense its imminent arrival. When it appeared before their very eyes, they immediately knew what it was. They boldly assisted the others to it, and they were then the last to enter.
Upon landing in this wild new world, they noticed how much mightier and unique they had become, with some having been gifted enhanced features and others super parts. Though they were more powerful now than they had ever been before, their habit of being defensive and reactionary from their old world remained. As they moved closer to the edge of the mountain, with the wonderous city of Wiami off in the distance, they could clearly make out glowing eyes that were staring back at them.
“It’s a pack of wolves, hundreds of them - they are here to attack!” cried the Eldest Elder.
The Wolves had come to Wiami before the Wapes, as their society had also gone through the calamitous 5D energies; however, in their simulation they had not been betrayed as the Wapes had been, and thus had grown to learn to love mankind again. Though, they were still untamable beasts, and any creature, far and wide, could sense and respect their wild nature.
“We’ve come to greet you! Do you have a representative, an Elder or an Alpha, that we might be able to speak with?” one of the Elders from the Wolves proclaimed.
Though the Wolves themselves were untamable, they were intimidated by the fierceness of the Wapes; although, in their fierceness lay intense potential. Potential to be the very link the wolves had been searching for, which could fundamentally strengthen the core of the human to beast connection.
Having heard the Elder Wolf, the Wapes responded by standing strong and projecting a fierce presence. Slowly, they turned towards a Wape, who could only be seen as one of the most Alpha of the Alphas. He had a rose gold aura that emanated from him and an intensity that was undeniable.
“What do you want?” he growled at the Wolves while pounding his chest. His pink laser eyes were beaming with fury.
He then slowly started to make his way down the mountain.
The Wolves knew this meeting, and this moment, were critical. If they could somehow connect to these beasts, beast to beast, then the bonds that they had already established with the Wilders of Wiami would be greatly strengthened. Potentially eons of peace and prosperity lay before them, they thought, and the wonderous and wonderful city of Wiami would be seen as a beacon of hope for all, both man and beast.
Wilder to the moon
The year is 2140, the Wapes have had full control of the Wilder World with their Palace based in Wiami, since they travelled through the portal after the epic battle with the humanoids.
The humanoids were pushed back but not quelled, many of the Wapes believe an even bigger war is on the horizon and only one can lead us into battle as the current rulers grow old and weary.
The Wapess have evolved, they are able to drive cars and motos, they have taken Wolves as pets to hunt for them. King Haron and Queen Cleo have sent many mechs and hybrids out to find their first born, only known to us as Wape 2752, though many call him Cesar.
There is a rumour that surrounds the Wilder world that, the second son Blaze, the dark prince, has carried out a sinister plot against Wape 2752, and the nation seeks to find their golden prince to rule and take them to another, final victory against the humanoids.
Apartments in Wiami have been turned over, but to no avail. They must find the prince of the light soon, otherwise all could be lost…
The transmission will end soon, we don’t have much more time, there is one more thing you MUST know, the prophecy suggests the portal will be opened one last time.
“TRANSMISSION HAS ENDED”
Amazing! Wilder is going to be number 1 in web3 gaming. People will miss out on its current price 😅
Gaming requires actual gameplay........not just nfts
The Wapes were confused and scared as they watched their simulated world start to implode on itself. They had always thought that their world was the only one that existed, and they had no idea what was happening.
Suddenly, a portal appeared in front of them, opening with a crackling flash of light. The Wapes could barely make out the silhouette of a dark hooded figure before it disappeared, leaving behind a glowing ball of fire in the shape of an eye.
Without hesitation, the apes rushed through the portal, eager to escape the collapsing simulation. As they passed through the fiery eye, they were overwhelmed by a dizzying sensation, and when they opened their eyes again, they found themselves in a new and strange world.
This world, called Wilder World, was unlike anything the Wapes had ever seen. It was a vast and beautiful place, filled with towering trees and rolling hills, sparkling streams and bubbling springs.
The Wapes were in awe as they explored this new land, marveling at the abundance of life and the wonders that surrounded them. They discovered new species of animals and plants, and they even encountered other intelligent beings, like themselves.
As they settled into this new world, the Wapes realized that they had been given a second chance at life. They vowed to make the most of it, and to do everything they could to protect and preserve the beauty of Wilder World.
And so, the Wapes lived happily in their new home, exploring and learning, and working to create a better future for themselves and all the creatures that called Wilder World home. The end.
At the beginning, the legend says that the Wapes used to be peaceful… They are ferocious creatures, a natural born warriors, but war was not what they sought. Wapes are known for their high intelligence and complex societal structure characterized by a hierarchy culture. However, living a simple life was what made them truly happy. There were two things they cared about - family and the environment. As long as they were able to just hang on the trees, run in the open fields and play with their loved ones, nothing was of concern to them. Occasionally, their battle skills did get tested, but in general they managed to live a fulfilling life. For centuries, they were living in an idyllic harmony, till one day the unthinkable happened…
Without any warning, a wicked force of unknown origin has been awoken in their world. This force seemed to be the only “enemy” they couldn’t defeat! Everything they cherished in this life - every beautiful flower, every mighty tree, every blade of green grass, was suddenly set on fire.
The Wapes were forced to look at their world collapsing, without being able to do anything. Fate was not kind to them. In their last minutes of life, the only emotions they were feeling were incredible pain and sadness. At that moment though, a mysterious figure appeared for a brief second and a portal was opened. Maybe not all hope was lost! The Wapes rushed towards the portal and fearlessly entered it.
Three thousand Wapes made it through the portal, although some of them only in spirit and their bodies became fully mechanical. The Apes underwent a change, but it was not only a physical one. The Wapes of old were gone! Anger has overtaken them! Their souls became possessed by evil…
It did not take long before the Wapes started to ravage the Wilder World wilderness. Everything in their path was getting destroyed. They did not want justice, they wanted revenge! And they were about to get the opportunity to make their wish a reality.
While exploring Wilder World, the Apes encountered the tricky Goblins. The Goblins are famous for being a very deceiving, but clever beings that possess great knowledge. They started telling stories to the Wapes, about a magnificent and vibrant city called Wiami. They offered the Wapes to show them the path to the city in exchange for information about the Wilder World cave system. This was a proposition that the Wapes could not refuse. They were eager to tear down the city and make others experience their suffering.
The Wapes reached their destination, sooner rather than later. Wiami was even more beautiful that the Goblins described it. The Wapes wanted to attack immediately, but their king ordered them to wait. King Haron, a battle-hardened veteran, knew that something was not right. Since arriving in Wilder World, he felt that this was a very spiritual place that was protected by some higher power. He gazed upon the full moon and started a deep think. All of a sudden, a loud howling sounds were heard in the distance. King Haron, in an attempt to show his dominance bumped his chest and made a deafening roar. The howling did not stop though, in fact it became even louder. King Haron understood that his worries have come true. He walked to the love of his life, his queen Cleo, looked directly into her charming eyes, hugged her and said: “I am summoning my generals, war is coming!”
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Once upon a time a clan of multi-generational apes were caught up in a wild bush fire that has taken over their planet. Before their eyes a portal opened up. With no other choice they took the leap and entered a magical land called Wilder World. When they landed, they all relised they looked different with amazing features and felt more powerful. Before they could do anything, a loud howl come from the trees. After a closer look it was a clan of wolfs. They were seen and a massive fight broke out, unfortunately due to the Wapes being so weak they were losing the battle. The last remaining few run to a city, the city Wiami. They found a disused car park and hide, they look at each other and notice the queen is missing. They don't know it but the queen had been lost and found herself by a racecourse - injured she passes out. A wilder drives passed and spots her, they stop and pick her up. After multiple days of care she is fit again and starts to form a relationship with the Wilder. Due to the Wapes amazing smell finds where the queen is and ambushes the Wilders crib. The Wape queen quickly explains that the wilder saved her and this is the start of the bond with the Wilders and Wapes - to be continued............
Wilder Ash NZ - Discord
King Haron, Queen Cleo and the King’s Council consisting of George, Blaze, Shark and Aaron led the Army of Wapes down the mountainside to approach n3o and the massive pack of wolves that stood behind him.
The Wolfpack was very organized, the leaders being the mechs who littered the front lines, followed by the hybrids and then the organics. N3o held the wolves at bay as the Wapes approached, hoping to resolve the situation peacefully. He punched a myriad of codes into a mobile device that was shaped like the iconic symbol of Trinity.
In moments, a flurry of Gens appeared over the horizon whizzing toward the shrinking gap between the two armies of creatures. They formed a line about 10 feet off the ground and the Wapes stopped about 50 yards away from n3o and the wolves.
Like the conductor of an Orchestra, n3o punched some more codes into the Trinity device and the Gens began to light up in rapid succession. The Wapes stared on in confusion, never before seeing anything remotely close to this futuristic technology. The King and his council murmured frantically to each other in a language that n3o couldn’t understand, but he recorded it with the high-tech microphone on his device for later evaluation.
The Gens suddenly projected beams of light at the ground just yards away from the Wapes front line and in an instant massive bunches of ripe delicious bananas materialized. The King and Council jumped back a few feet, absolutely stunned with what they were seeing.
Aaron the former Shogun Samurai, who always had quite an appetite stemming from extra-curricular activities, started walking toward one of the bunches to investigate. N3o watched carefully, hoping this peace offering would calm the angry Wapes.
Aaron peeled back one of the bananas. King Haron began to grunt in protest, but Aaron had taken a bite. The Wapes looked on in anticipation. Aaron turned toward the Wapes and made a loud emphatic call of some sort.
In moments, every one of the 176 Samurai Wapes had formed a line in front of the bunches of bananas, staring coldly in the direction of n3o and the wolves, as the rest of the Wapes feasted on the fruits.
“Well at least they’re going to take the offering,” thought n3o.
As if he could hear his thoughts, King Haron stepped in front of the Samurai front-line, a mean look emanating from his face. He looked at n3o, took his thumb and made a cut-throat gesture across his neck, jingling his massive gold chain. He puffed his cigar and slammed it into the Wiami earth, putting it out angrily with his foot.
King Haron roared at his army and they began roaring in unison, pounding their chests and stomping the earth. The bananas were devoured and n3o realized he had only given them more energy to attack. They didn’t seem to be interested in a truce.
The Gens cleared out of the area as the Wapes began to charge once again. The Wolves began to howl, waiting for the signal to attack. N3o felt hopeless to avoid bloodshed among these beautiful creatures. The Wapes were closing fast, only thirty yards away now, the Samurai leading the charge.
All of a sudden a massive light exploded in the no-mans-land that separated these armies. The Oracle appeared seemingly from nowhere, his cloaked silhouette barely visible in the blinding light. A massive portal appeared in front of the Wape Army and they all tumbled through it once again in bunches, falling and tripping over each other.
The portal closed and the Wapes were gone. The Oracle turned to n3o who was quite surprised.
“The Wapes are still here in Wilder World, I’ve just pushed them back into the forests on the back side of the mountain,” said the Oracle. He then disappeared again in a ball of light.
“Thank you my old friend” thought n3o. “At least this gives us time to formulate a better plan.”
He turned and started heading back to the lab.
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Live the Lore; Entry for Wapes Fan Fiction Quest: by Bastards of Earle
We never asked for a new beginning, it was thrust upon us. Hurtling through worlds, we found ourselves peering out on our new reality -- a land no Wape had known existed. At the mouth of the cave, I sought the horizon. The land beneath was a mountainous jungle sleeping under the moon's watchful gaze, with a great sea glistening far off in the distance.
The once assured and confident Wapes looked cautiously amongst each other. I knew we could not waiver in our next move. Fear is a monster, one that must be snuffed out before it spreads. I called to my tribe, hiding my own terror. With a passionate cry, I spoke: "Wapes, as we once ruled, so we will again. This land, whether foreign or wild, will succumb to our reign as all others have done before. Come now, join me brothers. We march into the unknown."
In the dark night, the winds of Wilder World carried the echoes of the mighty roar of the Wapes collective. The hills braced themselves as the Wapes stormed from the mouth of the cave, descending upon the world below. We ripped at the fabric of our fear, tearing into the dense jungle like wapes possessed. We ran, never stopping until the first hint of morning found its way through the jungle canopy. Halting our progress, it was then I first noticed the beauty that surrounded me. Wild palm trees ten Wapes tall, flowers blooming in bright, violent colors. All at once, a bird larger than our own King swooped through the clouds, fire erupting from its mouth.
In the brush, I sensed movement. In an instant, a pack of wolves emerged into the clearing. But, these were like no wolves we had ever seen -- their fur, bright and translucent, some with horns, halos, and even eyes where no eyes should be. I could see that they too had been transformed or damaged -- their legs fitted with the same mechanical appendages as my own body now wore. A wolf wearing a crown stepped forward, speaking in a tongue I could not understand. Our own King met the wolf's gaze. Each side feared to move. In the silence that persisted, the Wapes were unable to quell their demons. Shouts rose in the ranks, urging our King to assert his place in this new world.
Power is a delicate dance, and a King knows this all too well. With his tribe urging him forward, our King struck first -- attacking the crowned wolf. What happened next is hard to describe. A blur of fur and anger erupted between the sides. I only know my fangs tasted wolf blood that morning for the first time. The fight was brief, each side recognizing the strengths of the other, and retreating. Panting, and out of breath, I looked once more on my tribe now battered by battle. Despite this, defeat was not present. I glanced into the eyes of my brothers, sensing their resolve.
The battle had just begun, and war had now come to Wilder World.
BOOOMM!! Heavy thunder struck, wildfires erupted, crazy winds were soaring, their world became uninhabitable in the blink of an eye…. What had happened….?
As King Haron stepped through the portal he thought to himself: “Was this the right decision? Should we have gone through the portal of this strange hooded figure? Was it the thing that had come to destroy them or to save them? We didn’t have a choice, our world, that was so perfect for us, was being destroyed..”. The King could feel the rage within himself rising, he looked over at Queen Cleo, just like him she seemed confused with what they had just experienced. However she was also in awe of what she saw on the other side of the portal. As far as they could see, through the opening of the cave they arrived into, there was such beauty. Her confusion was somewhat calmed by the thought that they had followed George into this portal. George has been the most trusted advisor of the King and Queen and always had a feel for what to do in difficult situations.
The group that was first through the portal stepped out of the cave and began to take in where they had landed. They were stood on a mountain range looking out over a vast forest, which should have plenty of room for them to start over. In the distance they saw an oasis of light unlike anything they had ever experienced before in their world. A decision had to be made of how to continue onwards.
As a true leader King Haron spoke to his bewildered followers. It took all he had to get all the eyes in his direction. “Our world has been destroyed by a force unknown to us. For all we know that force in out here and still after us. We need to stay vigilant and not let our guards down. You can all see that going through this portal has not left us unchanged, but we will use this to our advantage. Mark my words: we will take this place to call home.. WHATEVER THE COST!”. The crowd rallied behind their leader and all them were willing to follow the King into whatever lied ahead.
Shark, the leader of wildest Wapes, had taken a small group of three out to scout the mountains. The new masks they had gotten allowed them to sense more of the environment than the others. They already knew they were not the only ones present in this new world. “Who are these other creatures” he thought “and what is their plan?”. The managed their way through the thick forest to reach an open spot. Looking over the Land Shark felt empowered and, even though King Haron told him to be quite, he let out a roar that would intimidate even the fiercest Beasts.
In the oasis of light this roar was heard and suddenly everyone in the new world was on alert. In the lab, located in this oasis, the news of the new arrivals had already been noted. However this roar changed things. I could not be believed that these new creatures were coming in peace, but where did this anger come from? This something that needed to be investigated. N3O summoned some of the wolves, that had entered his world earlier, and went out to investigate.
Of course Aaron was the first to spot the incoming Wolves. He always seemed a bit of a clown, but he could not been underestimate. As the, sort of, court jester he always knew everything there was to know about everyone and was always on lookout for something new. After brief discussion with the King they were certain, the incoming Wolves had seem them and wanted to keep their territory. The Wapes had to go on the offense. With their newly acquired strengths these Wolves would certainly be no match for them. They would not let someone take their home again. They must protect it.
A small shimmering round object shot of from the approaching Wolves and stopped in front the royal pair. It project a hologram into an the opening in the forest. A figure appeared, standing tall in the woods and speaking in a common language. N3O had send his GEN ahead to gauge the intent of the Wapes. While approaching he spoke through his GEN to the Wapes: “Welcome dear friends, you have entered into Wilder World a place of refuge from the collapsed simulation you came from. See this place as your new home where you can live alongside the others that have come before you and will come after you. I’m on my way to greet you with a pack of Beast that also had to flee their home.” Not believing a single word of what this strange projection was telling him King Haron turned his back on it and looked his people, that followed HIM into this new world. He thought for a second and spoke: “We will not let this strange creature tell us what to do. This world is what we were given and ours it shall be. Rally behind me and we shall beat down whatever is coming”. Battle cries roared all around the King and the Wapes were ready to charge.
Hearing the noise the Wapes made N3O halted the pack of Wolves and considered his options. The GENs ran the calculations and it was certain, at this point there was no change of a peaceful introduction. Realising this N3O summoned the pack back towards the city as to not start a war. He needed think of way to approach them. This was going to take him quite some time.
The Wapes took this time to start building out THEIR new home. They staked claim to the hidden leeward side of the Wiami’s mountain range, chasing away whatever stood in their way. They had really come to like this the new powers they had gained. From their claimed position it was easy to observe all that was going on in the city. They often sent out looting parties that ravaged the city and took all they could carry.
N3O had been observing their behaviour and was concerned, the Wapes would completely take over the city. He had found out that the anomaly, that annoying hooded figure, was the one who had let the Wapes into Wilder World. He should see if the Oracle was willing to help him to get the anomaly to talk with the Wapes.
BANG!! A bolt of lightning struck, and shook the ground. The wind gained in strength and the trees began to shake. It was the anomaly, hooded figure, again that had ‘rescued’ them from their dying world. He spoke swiftly: “Wapes, anger leads to destruction. You’re world is gone, but from this something new can be born. Building a new world cannot be done alone.” Behind the anomaly another portal opened and he pointed to King Haron.
N3O, hoping that Oracle was able to convince the anomaly, was walking restless in his lab when suddenly he heard loud crackling sounds behind him. A portal opened, through which the leader of Wapes entered. The King fiercely looked at N3O who met this look intensely. Whatever he would say next could determine the future of Wilder World. “Welcome fierce leader” he spoke. “I understand that your home was destroyed and you are willing to go to great lengths to create a new one. I stand before you with a proposal: I will lend you some GENs and PALs to create a place, here in Wilder World, that you can truly call home. From you I ask no more rampaging and destroying of what we have created already. You can come to the city whenever you want, but in peace. You will be embraced as if you have always belonged here.” The King relaxed his clenched fists, calmed a little and took in what had just been proposed to him. He liked the offer, but certainly had to discuss this with his royal council. After a brief interaction with N3O the King stepped back through the portal.
The future of Wiami seems safe for now…
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King Haron and Queen Cleo stood together on the cliffs edge. They looked over a strange world, unknown to anyone in the shrewdness. "We were warned this would happen and we did nothing! Now look at us, only 3,000 made it through the portal" the queen muttered under a growl. As King Haron listens to the mighty queen speak of her frustration, he knows it comes from a place of sadness for a world lost and those that didn't make it to this foreign land. He looks over his body and inspects these strange changes he overcame through the portal. A new type of vision, a faster speed, a new found strength.
"Cleo, I know that under my leadership we have lost our home and many of our family and friends. As I saw, you all saw as well. Our world was targeted and we were forced out. We must find out who targeted our world and who the cloaked figure was that helped our people." King Haron says with authority.
"George, meet with the other generals and colonels and get all information on those that made it through, who is injured, new capabilities from these new found devices we acquired through the portal."
"Blaze, assemble your best men and spread out so we know what we are up against. I may have not listened to what I thought were idle threats, but I will not let that happen again. I will protect the 3,000. We will not be so careless this time."
"Aaron, assemble ranks and groups among our Fellow wapes. Choose locations for them to stay the night. For tomorrow, we descend from this mountain and we make our presence known."
"Shark, gather all the information that was presented to us before when we were warned, gather everyone that warned us, and start an investigation on what just happened to our world. Divide the network into two groups. One is to investigate who turned a weapon onto our home planet and the second is who the cloaked individual was that helped open portals into this world. We need to know who our enemies and our allies are. For there is much to be discovered in this world and right now I don't trust anyone or anything."
"Cleo, I need you to put aside your frustration with me and the council. We did not listen to you and we were wrong. Your intuition was right. I need you to go among our wapes and comfort them. Speak to them generally about our plan, ensure them that we are putting together a larger plan and we will have a council later tomorrow. Be the Queen that you have always been and help our wapes know that we will stick together and we will seek justice for the wrongs that have been pressed upon them."
"As for myself, I will be in the shadows. I will be using these new traits given to us to see if I can avenge our people and recover the trust I have lost. Our ease in the jungle made me apathetic. That will not happen again, I will be the leader our people need, even if it means dying in the attempt to do so."
As the leaders of a fallen world looked upon their king, they felt the anger in his voice. They knew that what strength may have been lost in years of plenty, has now returned. The forces that were against the wapes just woke up the beast within the king and vengeance vibrated from his body as he paced the edge of the cliff looking over a strange land and a strange formation of structures built of materials not known to the wapes. From them lights like stars in the sky. There were lines of moving lights of white and red. Some were lower and others up among the structures.
"GO! Now, do what I have asked." King Haron roared.
Each of the leaders divided and left the cliff's edge. The king stood and took in deep breaths thinking of the mistakes he made leading up to this moment. A resolve settled in, vowing to never become so complacent in his own leadership again. His wapes needed the warrior of the past, the wape that united the shrewdnesses. Where many crowns bowed before a united double crown. Times were good for too long and he had become weak minded. Now the other 25 crowns would question him and the queen.
As the king turned to overlook the shrewdness, a ball with lights zipped up to him. Some type of ray of light shined down over him, scanning him. The light came from the orb, from what looked like a large eye. As the king slowly stood tall, with no fear to be found, just confidence, the orb spoke, "I am GEN"
King Haron tilted his head slightly and spoke "I am King Haron. King of the wapes." Pointing his metallic finger at the giant eye, he growled, "Are you enemy or ally?"
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There was once a group of Wilder World apes known as the "wapes," who lived in a dense jungle in a distant land. These apes were known for their intelligence, their strength, and their fierce loyalty to one another. They lived in harmony with the other animals in their jungle home, and they were respected by all for their wisdom and their skill in hunting and gathering.
One day, a strange portal opened up in the jungle, and the wapes were drawn to it, curiosity getting the better of them. As they approached the portal, they felt a strange energy emanating from it, and before they knew it, they were sucked through the portal and transported to a completely different world which we now know as Wilder World
The wapes found themselves in a strange and unfamiliar land, surrounded by towering mountains and sprawling forests. They were confused and disoriented, and they didn't know how they were going to find their way back home.
But the wapes were resilient, and they quickly adapted to their new surroundings. They used their intelligence and their strength to navigate their way through the wilderness, and they soon discovered that they were not alone in this otherly world.
They encountered other creatures, both friendly and hostile, and they learned to survive in this new environment, using their wits and their strength to overcome any challenges that came their way.
As they journeyed through this world, the wapes became stronger and more confident, and they began to embrace their new home. They knew that they would always carry a piece of their old jungle home with them, but they also knew that this wilder world held endless possibilities for them to explore and discover. And so, they set off on a new adventure, ready to face whatever lay ahead.
Cleo´s heart was heavy. Since the tribe arrived in this new world there have been calls for war and conquest. But few in the tribe were old enough to remember the great war. But she was.
She was young then and so was Haron her mate, the world seemed so simple back then. They fought a terrible dictator, he was cruel and murderous. They fought for so long and many Wapes died. But in the end only one Wape was strong enough to stand against him, Haron.
She cannot remember their battle anymore. She only remembers the terrible wounds on Harons body, the wounds that would never really heal, the wounds that torment him at night. But he was still standing, and the dictator lay dead at his feet. So, then he was king, and she was queen.
As a warrior Haron has no equal, this she knows. But she feels uneasy. They have seen other life in this new world, the wolves, the goblins and other. But they are not the enemy, this Cleo knows. There is something else out there. A presence, a darkness something that chills here to the bone.
But this is true, for all their might her tribe would not win a fight against this unknown enemy alone. They need allies to win this battle, not more enemies. They are a tribe, but this journey she must take alone. She gently kisses her sleeping mate on the cheek, leaves a note by his side and walks out of the cave.
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Lore entry:
Shock dropped like an atom bomb thru the Wape community, mushrooming up and out. Who destroyed their world?
The leap of faith through the Portal was an almost unconscious choice, but underneath it all in the core of their being each Wape knew whether it was fear or hope that catapulted them across the barrier into this world.
A strong silent desire for revenge emanated from the majority of the Wapes. Who was responsible for the collapse of their way of life? Who was responsible for creating this new existence for them? The Elders and Alphas, now mechanized creatures, tried to calm the masses; they knew the best thing to do was not react in anger, but gather information about this new world and formulate the next steps.
Warriors were sent out to scout, others foraged, the Elders held council on top of the closest peak, and the Alphas strategized based on the information received. The want of revenge remaining potent and present everyday among most Wapes.
Soon it was revealed the existence of a far away city. The Wapes heard of such things in stories and legends, but this place was very different. The lights and the creatures and the structures all so alien from their old “natural” tales.
It was revealed that the scouting ended before they got close to the city, due to their other discovery, Wolves.
Wilderworld rocks!
Trin and the mysterious mage are connected. One opens portals to Wiami, the other closes them to protect it.
3k Wapes crash through the galactic portal and find themselves on the outskirts of Wiami, Wilder World. They look down off the cliffs only to see the original Beast Wolves down below. The Wolves sense their presence and howling ensues 3333 Wolf cries into the night. The WApe leader holds the line awaiting all 3k apes to crash through the portal and with one point to the sky and then down to the Wolves the Wapes run, leap and slide down the cliff's. These 2 packs now stand face to face....what will happen next?
Within minutes, more groups of displaced Wapes arrived through the portal. Quickly assembling troops of warriors, Generals, misfits, and maniacs, they descend on the wilderness of Wilder World, filled with bewilderment, anger, and revenge! Leaping higher and swinging further than ever before, they ravage through the forest testing their upgraded abilities, confident that nothing can stop them.
Some swift movement through the trees catches the attention of a lead scout. A blue hazed Wape with yellow war paint across his face. He calmly puts his blunt aside to quietly track what appears to be a pack wolves. Yet they share similar advanced features, surely worthy opponents. Lead by a mechanical wolf the pack runs towards an oasis of light in the darkness below. On the horizon, the neon lights of Wiami reflect in his spectacles. Thinking to himself that this must be the source of the technology that destroyed their beloved home he rushes back to inform the General.
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Part one of two
As the Wapes stood looking out over the valley from this mysterious cave they find themselves in they see a faint light on the horizon. They marveled at the lush forest and shrubbery that was lit up by the moonlight, the glistening of the calm water next to tall buildings on the horizon created intrigue. This amazement and curiosity of the new world that lay before them seemed to make time stand still and the First Wapes stood there in silence - soaking it all in. What they thought could have been hours was in fact less than a couple of minutes before it came to an abrupt end... they saw small fires burning between them and the city. Howls and strange noises pierced the night, was their presence already known? These distant noises brought the First Wapes back to their senses. A brief look between each other revealed the identities of the companions, but they did not look exactly like before... before they lunged through the firey hole that was floating in mid-air as chaos had rained around them. There were six in total at the start.
George had led the charge into the portal, his scarred eyes from previous combat - a duel which was lost against King Haron for the hand of Queen Cleo - were hidden behind a visor which had enhanced his vision. His journey through the portal had taken its toll on his limbs, but the magic had provided him new ones made of gold. His combat ability meant that King Haron kept him close so he could not conspire behind his back. He examined his arms and legs, impressed by his transformation, and could not wait to put them to use.
King Haron was a close second coming out. The crown upon his head made sure that everyone knew who he was. Wolf blood and gold, likewise rose gold and gold, was a symbol of status. The red markings on his face represented the blood he had spilt to fight his way to the top. He observed that George had new limbs but luckily for himself he found that he had the same. His arms and legs felt stronger than they had before, and if he wanted to stay as the alpha male he would need to exercise his dominance and they should help him achieve this feat. The green fur, visor and tiny crown in front of him seemed to be symbolic of the envy George retained for King Haron. The thought crossed King Haron's mind.... could George still be trusted or would he try and seize power in this new world with his enhanced strength and abilities?
The following three were siblings. Two brothers flanked their sister.... The first brother, a bit of a joker, was called Aaron. His appearance seemed comical. Aaron was wearing a multicoloured helmet, had an inked face and a rainbow for a mouth. This summed up his personality - a clown and a lunatic. He is one not to be underestimated in combat and his violent nature made him ideal protector for his sister. Somehow he had otherwise appeared unscathed from the frantic journey.
The other brother to flank the queen was called Shark. Even before being transformed he was seen as a fearsome character but even more so now... his fangs had become more protruded, his skin blue like the cold blooded killer he was and now sporting dreadlocks with a daunting mask that reflected his psychopathic nature. Shark was the best fighter in his old world, and judging by his new looks he would be even more powerful with his new and improved limbs. King Haron would never beat Shark in a fight but knew he would never have to. Shark was loyal to his sister the Queen and had promised their parents before they had died that he would do everything in his power to protect her and their family legacy... a legacy which now continued on another world it would seem.
At the back of the pack was Blaze, the most trusted general at King Haron's disposal. His fiery temper shone through with the brilliant gold patterns that adorned his face. Like Aaron he had also made it through to this new land relatively untouched. Whilst he admired the strength that was found in the golden limbs that surrounded him, he realised that his natural legs gave him more maneuverability. Blaze knew that being agile was just as important, if not more so, than strength. The one thing he could also be certain of was that his mind was intact having no modifications, unless the new horn sticking out from his head had addled his mind.
In the middle of the group there was no mistaking Queen Cleo for her colouring was rose gold, and gold, along with a crown fit for only a queen. Flanked on the sides by her brothers, supported from behind by her mate's closest ally and her mate in front of her. She was well protected from the unknown surroundings.
As more Wapes raced through the portal behind them, leaving behind their home that was burning to the ground, the five males who had ventured through turned to their Queen. The alpha, King Haron, was not truly the one in charge... he did however know what Queen Cleo would demand. Their children should rule this land, as they would have on their old world, and it would be taken by force if it had to be that way. What was unknown to everyone apart from the Queen is that she was with child in her belly. Unbeknownst as to the fate of the foetus inside her womb she had already made up her mind. She would not risk her people or offspring by waiting to see what was coming or to even allow the natives time to prepare for them. She grunted and her desires were known.... the Wapes would storm the valley and overwhelm everything in their path, taking no prisoners, dealing with whatever they find in a swift fashion before anyone, or thing, knew what hit them.
Queen Cleo sniffed around at the cave entrance, her olfactory sense was always accurate and she could smell the subtle changes in the air that indicated an upcoming change to the weather. Her skin receptors confirmed what she could smell as her hairs stood up - there was a storm brewing and it would arrive very soon. The calm that lay before them would soon vanish in battle but they could take advantage of the weather shift to hide the sounds of the squeals and screams of the foes they would vanquish. She would allow brief respite of two hours to form the battalions with the new arrivals and giving time for inspection of their newfound abilities. Anyone with the enhanced vision would be able to scout from the mountains in which they had appeared and report back.
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Wapes are going to find new friends. An alliance with kongz will allow them to rule the city, and fighting the goblins seems to be inevitable. But they want more! A satisfaction for what happened to them before. They lost their world and want a new one! They'll need all the land just for them like it used to be before. No doubt it's gonna be a wilder world for everyone.
As the apes were drawn into the swirling vortex of energy, pulsing with an otherworldly power, their hearts racing with excitement and fear… they began to notice that their bodies were undergoing strange changes. Some of the now “wapes” found that they were able to walk upright more easily than before, their muscles growing stronger and more agile, covered in war paint, geared for battle. Others developed hybrid features, with fur giving way to sleek metallic plates, mechanical limbs that gleamed in the sunlight. However, elders emerged bionic, mechanical beasts, overwhelmed with their new form and a 6th sense that provoked their curiosity further.
The air was thin, and the sky was filled with swirling clouds that seemed to stretch on forever. In the distance, the troop could see what seemed to be smooth, shiny towering trees that glinted in the sunlight, reaching up into the clouds themselves. The wapes were awestruck by the beauty and wonder of this new land, and they knew that they had found a place that they could call home. As the wapes explored their new surroundings, the mechanical wapes were unique in that they were able to sense the presence of other mechanical beings nearby, accompanied by a low hum that seemed to resonate within their very souls. They had an instinctive need to be near these mechanical companions, as if they were drawn to them by an unseen force… or voice that initially drew them to the portal in the first place.
The troop of wapes were a formidable force, their tendons and muscles propelling themselves from limbs at unfathomable speeds. Their heightened senses making them highly adaptable to their new environment, including feeling the living & unliving bionic presence of 4 legged beasts below as they glided through the canopies. These furry and mechanical beings below were matching the unparalleled maneuvers and speed of the wapes, also headed in the same direction, chasing the whispers deeper and deeper into the foggy forest.
As the beasts journeyed on, the hybrid beasts spotted glimmers of light, fluttering between the leaves. The other wapes looked on in confusion as the mechanical beasts seemed to be drawn stronger and stronger towards the edge of the canopy. As the beasts slowed, walking towards the flickering light, they were accompanied by an eerie silence… the whispering hums have stopped, the flickers stopped. They can only hear the heartbeats and mechanical fluid pulse through their veins, and of the beastly wolves that stand amongst them at the perimeter to the wall of trees.
What appears to be a vault door to the forging station, opens, beaming a glim light through the dust, humming louder. The beasts are ready for war, laser reticles charged, paws ready to pounce, snarling with a deathly grimace into the opened vault. The light shines on a silhouette of a humanoid being, accompanied by a floating sphere emitting anti-gravitational waves disturbing the dust as the two emerge. The humanoid being was tall and slender, wearing a dark cloak, adorned with intricate symbols and patterns that glowed softly in the dim light. In one hand, they held a strange device that seemed to pulse with energy in the shape of multiple triangles, a Trinity. The floating sphere hovered beside them, its surface shimmering with a rainbow of colors.
The beasts stared in amazement at the strange beings, unsure of whether to attack. But before they could make a decision, the humanoid spoke in a language that none of the apes had ever heard before. But as the words flowed out of the humanoid's mouth, the apes found themselves understanding them perfectly. It was as if a voice was speaking directly into their minds, translating the alien language for them.
“Welcome to Wilder World, your new home. I see the journey treated you very well. You can call me Oracle, and this is GEN1… follow us.”
Part two of two
An hour passed and the hole in the air at the back of the cavern from which their comrades were appearing sputtered and vanished. Queen Cleo looked at where the portal had been and looked solemn. She pondered if that was the last they would ever see or hear of from their home world as nobody was able to jump back through. Aaron stood beside her, laughing manically and pointing at where the rift had closed just before more had made it through.
As the survivors formed into ranks within the cave the final plan was decided upon. Queen Cleo would remain behind, watching the events below, with her brothers Aaron and Shark to protect her. A number of females were selected to stay behind in case of a disaster, this would allow - if all went wrong - a chance of rebuilding the population from the royal bloodline in secret to one day rise up again. This would also mean if the portal reopened then there would be welcoming faces to comfort the new arrivals before sending them down to reinforce the troops. King Haron, George and Blaze would lead one group each with the aim of swarming through the camps they saw when they first arrived - slaughtering everything in their way and have a small group following behind the battle ransacking and collecting supplies for the days to come. At this point they would aim to regroup closer to the city and work out the next plan of action.
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Another fifteen minutes had passed and the moonlight that was once lighting up their surrounding had all but disappeared behind the clouds. The first bright streak of lightning appeared in the distance - hitting the once calm waters next to the city on the horizon - followed by the rumble of thunder. Rain swept over the valley quickly and it was a torrential downpour. The Wapes were ready. There were no nerves, no fear, just excitement at the prospect of what was to come... a world that is ripe for the taking and exploring. Queen Cleo paced along the front of her people, grunting, making gestures, rallying her troops. The noise emitting from the cave grew exponentially with each passing minute. King Haron, George and Blaze stood in the mouth of the cave entrance thumping on their chests with a single fist. The troops looking out from the cave joined in slowly with unison and by the time they were ready the beating and grunting was so loud it could be mistaken as thunder. The time was almost upon them to attack.
The scouts returned. They spotted wolves far off to the West roaming in packs - at a rough guess they appear to be around the same number as the Wapes that had made it through to this new world. The wolves however should be avoided if possible until a foothold could be gained in the region as they have similar enhancements. It could be that they are in a similar situation having just appeared on this world, but if encountered they should be shown no mercy. The main scout report however detailed what was between the Wape army and the city - there were primitive lifeforms.... similar to, but pre-dating, the Wapes of old which were once known as apes prior to their evolution. Other pockets of land saw other mammals walking on two legs, hairless and carrying large metallic sticks that make cracking sounds with flashes of light.
The mission was clear though, avoid the enhanced wolves if possible and don't alert them, destroy everything in standing between them and the city, and create a future for the Wapes.
Queen Cleo looked down from their vantage point one last time then walked through the troops to the back of the cave. Her brothers flanking her at all times to stop any attempts on her life that could potentially put an end to this bloodthirsty regime. King Haron watched from the front as she walked away, and once his mate was safely behind the troops he faced his generals George and Blaze. He tilted his head and did a slow nod to them, acknowledging his respect and honour to be beside them, inhaled slowly and unleashed a ferocious roar. He turned and led the charge down the mountainside as the rain thudded into the ground. The noise they were making would easily be mistaken for the the normal sounds of the storm that engulfed the land around them.
As the thousands of heroes leapt out of the caved Queen Cleo trundled back to the entrance to observe from her perch. The fires below were already struggling the stay lit in the chaos of the tumultuous weather. The inhabitants below had no idea what was coming, some would be seeking shelter from the storm, others attempting to keep the fires going, nobody knowing the destruction that was approaching.
After a few minutes Queen Cleo could see the flames being extinguished. She knew there would be screaming, shouting and explosions below that being masked by the weather that aided their assault. There were small flashes of light coming from some of the camps, maybe some resistance to her army but she was not concerned. As she stood at the edge she placed her had over her belly thinking of her unborn child.
She started to grin at the chaos below and then she heard it - a growling on the ledge to her side. One lone pack of wolves, undetected by the Wape scouts, stared her down - they had found her first. The wolves were a mixture like themselves, some that looked more machine than anything else, some with enhanced body parts and others that looked like plain old beasts. Her brothers Sharky and Aaron stood by her side as always and they were ready for a fight. They weren't just ready, they wanting to fight. As they faced off with these wolves she was unwavering in her belief - thinking to herself... we shall rule this land, we already ruled one wild world and now we shall rule another, just one that is a much Wilder World.
- SumoHippo#0705
Lore Entry:
In the reddening evening King Haron knelt amongst the rocks and dry shocks of grass outside the cave. He clicked his metal fingers and thumb together and meditated on the changes to his body and the bodies of his people since they came through the portal. Their screams were still in his ears and he could still smell the burning hair and flesh. He still saw the red lightning and the fire - and the Masked One. Haron scooped dirt and pebbles from the ground and rubbed them between his metal palms, turning them into a raining cloud of powder.
His Queen sat beside him, still shaking. He took her trembling hand in his and felt it steadying. The scraping sound of their metal hands grated against his ears.
“I saw it! I was there with the King.” A wape with golden facepaint paced back and forth. A single spiraling horn on his forehead stabbed and slashed at the air around him. The shattered obsidian of his eyes seethed. “A strange being was standing by the portal. He appeared at the same time as the lightning and the fire. It was an attack!”
“I don’t think he meant to hurt us. He might be an ally. What would he gain from attacking us?” A purple wape spun the stem of a flower between his fingers and let it fall to the ground. He pulled a rolled leaf from under his helmet and placed it between his lips and squatted. His helmet held every color imaginable in the lines of its embedded designs. He bundled some of the dry grass together and began to bang two rocks together next to it.
“What would he gain by helping us?” growled a dark blue wape. His voice reverberated out of the shadows of his metal mask. “We should charge down the mountain right now and find him. I bet he is in that city. He may not know that we got through. We can take him by surprise.”
“Yes Shark, let’s stampede down an unknown mountain into an unknown city full of we know not what,” hissed a green wape sarcastically. The thin, green beam of his visor sliced back and forth as he shook his head whose plain, horned crown clawed at the sky. “The Masked One brought the fire and lightning once. He could do it again. If we want to destroy him we need a plan. We should wait.”
“I’m not afraid! I’m with Shark.” Blaze fired back.
“Be calm, my son.” Queen Cleo soothed. In the failing light her metal limbs were blood red but the cool white glow of her mechanical eye showed that her true hue was the rosy gold of her cheek. “We don’t know the Masked One’s motives for sure. He may have been trying to help us like Aaron said.”
Shark’s face was stoney and Blaze snorted and paced.
“Enough.” King Haron stated as he stood.
_'Blaze has always been reckless,'_ thought the King. _'Growing up he was always fighting someone or following the soldiers around, imitating them. He is brave but his only strategy is running straight at whatever is in his way. That’s his strength and his weakness. He is only ever a warrior.'_
_'Shark of the Deep Blue is older and wiser but still only solves things with violence. And when violence is what I need he makes a good general. But do I need it now? No, George is right. He is clever, calculating and patient. We need to wait and scout and plan. We know nothing of this land or what lives here. And we need answers._ *Something* _destroyed my kingdom. And it all began with the Masked One. I saw him first. The portal appeared, and he emerged from it. And then the lighting. And then the fire.'_
Aaron clacked the rocks against each other sending little sparks into his bundle of grass. _clack clack clack_ And there it was. The fire again. His son brought the flaming bundle to the rolled Vision Leaf between his lips. Thick smoke rose from Aaron’s mouth and the colors of his helmet danced in the cloud. The smoke rose like it had risen from their bodies in the portal. But Aaron had made it through unharmed. _'Thoughtless boy!'_ Haron thought. Aaron had always been lucky and Haron knew he had been too easy on him. Aaron’s helmet didn’t seem to fit him. He wasn’t a warrior. He never wanted to kill anything or fight anyone. He smoked the Vision Leaf that was meant only for rituals but he didn’t care about the shaman’s ways. He went off on his own, wandering through the forest, bringing odd things back with him. Ugly things, beautiful things but things no one knew what to do with. What would they do with Aaron?
“Ow!” Aaron flung the burning bundle to the ground. He hadn’t been paying attention and it burned him. The bundle caught a small tuft of grass on fire. Haron stared. The fire. The fire. The fire, burning.
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The fire was all around them as they fell through the tunnel of the portal. The screams of his people pierced the roaring of the holocaust around them. He watched their fur catch fire and their skin burn. He saw parts of them burn away to nothing. Then the metal limbs, the artificial abominations, took their place. He saw some of his subjects and friends burn fully away only to be replaced with the glowing, steaming sarcophagi of their new bodies. He saw his own arms incinerated and replaced, the smell staining his nostrils. Then he saw his Queen falling alongside him, burning like he was, and screaming. She had no hands for him to hold yet so he held her gaze. The coral gems of her eyes that he had enjoyed in the springs of their youth gleamed with tears. A burst from the walls of the tunnel, the tunnel the Masked One brought, burned her face and her scream clawed at his brain. Another burst and the same heat found him. A roar erupted from him and he was blind.
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The Queen gasped and cried out as the flame started to spread. Haron blinked, coming back to himself and stomped out the fire at his feet. He scowled at Aaron and looked at the Queen’s remaining rosy eye and the cold white light of the other one. He picked up a stone.
“The Masked One brought the lightning, the Masked One brought the fire, the Masked One destroyed our world. We will gather our people on the other side of the mountain and prepare. And when we are ready we will bring the fire to him and his allies. We will hunt him down, take his city and raze it to the ground. We will rebuild our kingdom in its ruins and his mask will hang upon my wall!” Haron squeezed the stone and held out his hand letting a pile of dust fall away.
“Yes!” Shark roared. His black eye seething. Other wapes grunted and growled in agreement. Some paced impatiently and others nodded.
Down the hill, near the coast, intermingled with the neon canyons of the city came echoing howls.
“Follow me,” King Haron said. He moved toward a cleft in the mountain, turning his back on the setting sun. Aaron looked at the Queen as the wapes marched past them.
As the horde descended the dark side of the mountain that already lay in deep shadow, the neon wounds on their metal hides looked like embers falling from the ridge and drifting into the darkness of the coming night.
Hesh#9418
So a game about NFTs?
You can play it like a game, but Wilder World will be so much more. It’ll have communities, businesses, entertainment, education, you can earn a living or vote on things that interest you. Everything will be an NFT inside of Wilder World.
@@Shiny369 how would you earn a living
In a world that was once filled with bright sunshine and lush forests, a group of Wapes were now surrounded by darkness. As days and weeks passed, the Wapes began to lose hope that this darkness was becoming a new reality.
Then one day, everything around them was illuminated by a bright light, burning the trees and scorching the earth. The Wapes realizing that something was terribly wrong, quickly began to flee the area. They raced through the forest, desperately trying to outrun the destruction that seemed to follow the light.
They had no idea what to do, and was about to give up hope when they spotted a glowing figure surrounded by amber light. It waved its hand towards the Wapes, beckoning them to come closer. As they approached, they noticed a strange portal shimmering before them.
The figure spoke in a gentle voice, “Do not fear, I will take you to safety. Trust me and pass through the portal.”
The Wapes had no other option but to trust the figure and they hesitantly stepped through the portal, one by one.
The Wapes pinwheeled through the portal, only to find themselves transformed into unique forms of life, either organic, hybrid, or mech with unique accessories and traits as each one of them landed in a strange environment.
Glad to be alive, and a bit apprehensive they walked to an opening. But once they reached the top of the cliff an amazing, colorful landscape appeared below them.
As they descended down the cliff, they noticed an oddly shaped sign that read “Welcome to Wilder World”
The Wapes explored the area and was mesmerized by the beauty and felt a sense of relief finding a world with thriving inhabitants, from being in the dark for so long. This new world was full of vibrant colors and life. The plants and trees were lush and the air was fresh.
But the Wapes were wondering how they would fit into this world, also called the metaverse by the inhabitants. The Wapes quickly realized that they retained their essence after going through the portal but with enhanced gifts. They were still Wapes but could immediately fit into this new world which already had a mix of organic, hybrid and mech inhabitants.
The organics with DNA closest to their ancestors, had the ability to use tools, communicate with one another and were the most populous of the three types. They were the ones who nurtured the environment, kept it green, lush and fresh.
The hybrids were the result of a combination of organic and cybernetic components, making them more powerful and efficient than their organic counterparts. They had enhanced strength, speed, intelligence, making them ideal for physical labor and tasks that required quick reactions.
The mech were the most advanced of the three, having been created entirely of cybernetic components. They were the most durable, and were often used for dangerous tasks and exploration. They were able to survive in harsh environments and were resistant to most forms of damage.
What a brilliant way to craft and build a strong, resilient community, unlike what happened to the Wapes who did not evolve and was stuck in the dark for ages.
The Wapes valued their gifts and their new home. They asked about the leader who inspired hope for a brighter future. They found out the figure who guided them through the portal was the leader and he was Frank Wilder.
A new era has begun, as the Wapes became an integral part of Wilder World.
- Discord ID Striker #8187
As I ran through the chaotic streets of Wiami, I couldn't help but wonder what could have driven the Wapes to such destruction. They had always been a peaceful species in their own simulation, so what could have changed them so drastically?
I knew I had to find a way to stop them, but as I ducked and dodged their attacks, I realized that violence was not the answer. There had to be a way to communicate with the Wapes and find out what was driving their behavior.
I quickly made my way to the lab, hoping to find some sort of device that could allow me to communicate with the Wapes. As I searched through the shelves, I came across a strange headset that seemed to be designed for interspecies communication.
Without hesitation, I put on the headset and approached the Wapes. They seemed surprised to see me, but they didn't attack. Instead, they simply stood there, staring at me with confused expressions.
I took a deep breath and began speaking to them in their own language, trying to calm them down and find out what was going on. It was a difficult conversation, but gradually I was able to get them to open up about their situation.
As it turned out, the Wapes' simulation had been experiencing some serious technical issues, causing their environment to become unstable and their behavior to become erratic. They had been forced to flee their own world in search of a new home, and when they stumbled upon a glowing portal, they saw it as their only escape.
But they had no idea how to coexist with the other species that already lived here, and their fear and confusion had driven them to lash out in desperation.
I listened to their story, understanding now that they were not truly evil, but simply desperate and misunderstood. I knew that we needed to find a way to help them integrate into our society and find a new home where they could live in peace.
And so, with the help of the other Beasts and the support of the lab team, we set out to find a solution to the Wapes' problem. It wasn't easy, but with time and patience, we were able to find a way to integrate the Wapes into Wilder World and create a new home for them.
I knew that this was only the beginning of a much larger, darker mystery that we would have to solve. The destiny of our still unfinished world was unknown, but we are determined to uncover the truth and protect our world...
MEOW!!
Arriving at Wilder World, the Wape King and Queen, together with their top four officers took a moment, looking in front of them, a massive, vast large land right to where the sun is set. Strange world, new place, infinity possibilities, strange yet familiar feelings keep them in awe for a moment.
Breaking the silence, the Wape King gave his first statement and order to all the Wapes who already gathered below them awaiting their King to speak to them. 'I, King Haron and Your Highness Queen Cleo, hereby declare that this land will be our new home! Go forth, explore the land, gather resources, information and report back to the officers' the King shouts
The army of Wapes, roaring with their battle mantra, reached the battle worn Wolves scout nearby, who then sprint to their base to deliver the arrival of the Wapes news, which will mark a new Chapter of History within Wilder Beasts story.
Again, unknowingly the GENs somehow managed to keep track and watch their movement in silent..the plot thickens and getting WILDER..
DaddyQuinns#5096
After crossing through the portal, the wapes quickly realize that their mental capacity has changed, in addition to their physical appearance. Already a species with superior mental ability, and desire to rule other species, the portal changes enhanced these traits.
A hierarchy was established, with the mech wapes firmly on top through use of robotic strength and AI level mental capacity. Although few in number, mechs had little trouble forcing obedience from hybrids and organics.
Organics, although limited in strength and mental ability, retained much more compassion than their counterparts. Furthermore, the “naked” wapes with limited trait enhancements were the most curious about potential peaceful alliances with other residents of this new world. Time will tell if the organics can subdue the warmongering of the mechs, and if they can convince the hybrids to work alongside them.
fkn love this
As the 3000 wilder apes stepped into the new futuristic world, they were determined to dominate everything in their path. They saw the instability and chaos as an opportunity to seize power and control, and they were willing to do whatever it took to achieve their goals.
The surviving humans and the wolves, on the other hand, knew that they had to cooperate if they were to have any chance of standing up to the apes' reign of terror. They worked together to hack the evil robotic AI "pals" that were serving the apes, one by one, in an effort to take back control of their world.
Despite their best efforts, the humans and wolves found themselves vastly outnumbered by the apes. They were outgunned and outmaneuvered at every turn, and it seemed that there was no way they could stand against the might of the wilder apes.
As the conflict raged on, it became clear that there would be no happy ending. The humans and wolves were fighting a losing battle, and it seemed that they would never be able to defeat the apes and take back control of their world.
But even as they faced seemingly insurmountable odds, the humans and wolves refused to give up. They knew that they had to keep fighting, no matter what the cost, if they were to have any chance of survival. And so they continued to fight, day after day, hoping against hope that somehow, some way, they would be able to turn the tide and emerge victorious.
Discord: original4u#9201
Is this a game ?
The standard for NFTs has been raised
George was the first to survive the tumultuous portal social engineering and wilder spirit harvesting.. undetected the elixir around his neck would remain the wapes only hope at regaining freedom, who or what is the keyholder ? That shifty wagmi san looking character only clue was that 369 is the key to the metaverse, George has the padlock but what could possibly unlock the elixir to save his race.. 369 didnt unlock it unless it was a part of a cypher to unravel in Wiami, an unknown environment yet to be explored or indeed survived...
ready for the lockdown??
so sick. wish I could post my wape here, lol. Stupid web 2
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