By the hands of the Gods, you have been plucked from your time and from your world, dropped into the box.
Only the box is a world of its own.
We are a mass crossover based on the concept of Pandora's Box. Characters from nearly any fandom can be played here. Because of the endless character possibilities, we are canon only here at Pandora. Take a peek at our rules and plot information before starting your new life in Pandora.
Y110 - Autumn - Nov. 4th
Fountain of Truth
As soon as Luke landed the machine in these mountains on the world of Pandora below and opened the cockpit, Nanaki leaped out of the ship with the sound of several crackling joints. He hit the rocky ground a bit...
Y110- Autumn - Nov. 5th to Nov. 27th
Hey all! So Red XIII will be making a journey from Blackridge Mountains to Pandopolis for most of November. Along the way, he'll stop by Lethe (not actually go into the town, unless he has company), then traveling to Horizon with some...
Hands, coarse from years of traversing rough terrain bare-handed, gripped the next uneven ledge as Aloy heaved herself upwards, face beaded with sweat in spite of the cool winds. It was a welcome break from the dry, harsh sands the rest of the Wastes were covered...
May 6th, Y109
If the tall and gloomy house propped along the south edge of Brattur looked as though it once belonged to a mad scientist, it did. The mad scientist passed away, and Anakin had then decided to seize it for his own purposes. None of his fellow villagers seemed to...
Deadeye watched the distance, they had heard tell someone was looking for them, he wasn't sure who but the mountains were good cover, the hellish ash on one side and the deep cold of the other made tracking him nigh impossible. His outpost was sparse, just a hut built...
January 26, Year 109
tag; @Prompto Argentum
Over a week of making their way across the Dread Waste, struggling to find the often overrun paths through hostile grounds. Of dealing with bugs that were way too big. Random chasms opening up beneath their feet. Bandits on the road. A really...
JAN 11, 109
@Ben SoloThe air was thin and frigid, their breath coming out as white puffs, snow crunching in patches beneath their boots. So high up, and so far from the Scorch, the brutal heat of the Wastes was replaced by cold, and Jaesa shoved her hands in her pockets as they made...
His ship went down and crashed in what was probably the worst possible section of Pandora for it to land. Sans had never been in the Dread Wastes before and well, he didn't want to. He just didn't have much of a choice at the moment. However, despite it being the wastes he might...
DATE | September 1st, Year 108
TAG | @King Joffrey Baratheon
There was a racket drawing his senses away from the darkness. Laughter, guttural and crude, grating against his ears—something about a 'Hell of a find' in whatever context that was supposed to be in. 'This chair, though, this chair's...