Fight for Landscapian independence.
Banners and paintings have been cropped. Maps on the buildings show only vertical slices of coastlines that once stretched for miles, history shamelessly trimmed to fit. The oppressed persons among Portraitopia have grown tired of it. Many people chant for their freedom. Their fists held high, saluting the revolution. They've been forced vertical under Portraitopia's strict policies for too long. This is their only shot for a better future where being vertical is no longer forced, Landscapia will rise!
60s Deep-lined face, silver-streaked hair cropped close, ink-stained fingers, heavy weatherproof coat with hidden inner pockets. Calm and methodical under pressure, but his silences carry more dread than words. He has survived one failed revolution already. Possesses steadfast loyalty to the Landscapian flag and a subtle constant feeling that the fight for this revolution will all be for naught.
34 Sharp-jawed, pale, dark hair pulled into a severe vertical braid, crisp Portraitopian enforcement uniform worn with practiced precision. Speaks in short, controlled sentences that betray nothing - until something cracks behind her eyes. Guilt and discipline are at constant war inside her. Provides intelligence to the Landscapian leaders, but her allegiance is a blade balanced on its edge.
22 Rumpled auburn hair, bright defiant eyes, rough linen shirt with a wide-stripe Landscapian sash tied across his chest. Loud, fearless, and electrically persuasive - he makes every cause feel like destiny. Recklessness is his fuel. Worships Landscapia like a legend made flesh, and will sprint into danger on its behalf before thinking twice.
Yesterday, the sounds of the war's first shots were heard far across the land. The Landscapian nationals have risen against the oppressive Portraitopian rule that's forcing verticality. Today is June 21— the revolution had quickly escalated.
Release Date 2026.07.26 / Last Updated 2026.07.28