WHAT REALLY GOES DOWN WHEN THE DOUBLE DAY DAWNS
Whether you call them clones, evil twins or something more gangsta like doppelganger, this is the day to avoid – or do I mean face? them. Doppleganger Day is the result of a rigorous scientific calculation to determine the day of most double danger for you. So don’t be caught on clone feet by your double dude. Be on the lookout for others who look too much like you today.*
*WARNING: REQUIRES YOU TO KNOW WHAT YOU LOOK!
While this sounds self-evident ~ easier said than done. How much do you really see yourself in that mirror afterall? I’m not just being philosophical here. That spinach between my teeth in my third video should be proof enough but did you ever show baby photos and ask a friend guess which one is you and wonder why they couldn’t?
Exactly! So today of all days, get a good hard look at yourself before you go out and stumble on your deja you.
Why? Because no matter what your doppelganger dogma, the copy around clones colliding on this day is never calming. Consider the following four fortunes:
1. One of You Must Die
It goes like this. When you meet your Other, one of you must die, right there, on the spot. Without further ado, a doppleganger duel to the death must ensue, following the rules of the road. No extraneous conversation outside cap-worthy comments about how alike you really are or that you could have been friends…
2.You Will Die In 48 hours
(Full Disclosure: my personal belief.)
On the Day of the Doppleganger, any physical contact between doubles will result in a slow 48- hour death for the one whose world in which the encounter took place ie: this one.
That’s right certain death within 48 hours. “Certain,” that is unless… Unless what? Well that depends on the situation. But should you find yourself facing a 48-hours unless-death, you might want to spend the next 48 hours trying to figure that out.
On the bright side there usually IS one unless…
Unless there isn’t.
3. Your Entire World Will End
We’re talking not just dead here. We’re talking erased from existence and all memory. So how does anyone even know about this happens? Just trust me. It’s a fact. And a nasty one at that.
4. You Go For Coffee With Someone Almost As Fascinating As You.
Oh it sounds like a great outcome, I know. And if your doppleganger diary runs this way then lucky for you. But don’t blame me if it reads like mine….
...then he wouldn’t stop talking… and talking and talking, not even when I started pointing to my imaginary watch then signing up at FakeAngryGirlfriendTexts.com. Dude just loves to hear the sound of his own voice. I know, I know it IS a great voice….
So please Survivors, tomorrow more than ever, watch the spehelling on the site. And if you’re wondering WHY be sure and check out this helpy survival video on this timely topic here.
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Cortez stood in an extensive library, a pile of books surrounding him. The ceilings of the place were stupidly high. And there were too many damned shelves. This was where Lilith kept her research notes on all the experiments she’s ever conducted.
He had in his hand a scrap of paper with a specific gene code scribbled on.
“Can I help you find anything?” Asked a woman wish black scaley skin, creepy blue eyes with black sclera, glossy ebony hair that fell down in curls and utterly lacked clothing.
“NO IM FINE” He told her for the 18th time. He did need help in fact, he just found this particular persona of Lilith creepy. The Queen of Sheba, ugh. Gravity controlling freak.
“This is what you’re looking for.” The Friend of Man handed Cortez an unmarked green book before walking away. She paused for a moment, her red dress swaying with her every motion, to see if he would thank her. He didn’t, of course. He tore right into the book. He wanted out of here as fast as he could, rooting around in Lilith’s creepy mind/soul panorama was not for him, and he had a feeling the Queen of Sheba (who wordlessly watched him before asking if he needed help every 10 minutes) secretly was hoping she’d get to attack him.
Cortez finally found the page, and matched it up to the paper he had. Everything lined up. Weird he thought. But he didn’t bother to stick around.
In Lilith’s office, Cortez’s eyes shot up as he bolted upright, out of Lilith’s collective panorama and back where he belonged. After a few hours, he went down to the lab where Morgenstern’s static body rested. He sat on a stool and stared at it for a long time, saying nothing.
Lilith sat in the conference room. Base 19 was due to arrive any minute. She look at the clock. Three minutes the conference formally began. She moved a few strands of silver hair out of her face, brushing imaginary dust off of the deep blue velvet blazer she wore on top of a black shirt. She had on black slacks to Match and some blue high-heels, along with with azure-painted nails. Cortez sat to her left, his feet propped up on the table, digging into a plate of pretzel dogs.
None of the movers and shakers she had invited had arrived either. She expected everyone to more or less make a grand entry to display strength in front of Base 19. “So why do I have to be here again,” asked Cortez.
“If Mutt or one of his constituents does not arrive, than you will be representing the Hybrids at this concession, where as I represent humanity and act as an informal observer of Hell.”
Cortez snorted. Lilith back up at the clock again, her hands folded on the Long rosewood table. A the wall to the left of her was but a window to the outside, showcasing the skyline of London. To the left there was but a set of large oak double-doors. And then, there was a polite knock. It seems someone has arrived, but who?
The door swung open to reveal the Ringmaster. He looked tired and worried, but he still radiated power. “Good day Lilith.” The man said. Behind him stood a monochrome clown. His wicked pointed teeth and full black eyes were enough to cause nightmares. The Ringmaster sat down at the table. He was here to represent Purgatory and the Dèad and Undeâd. Also the redèâd. He wore a simple black and white suit. He leaned his cane next to his chair and sat. Waiting.
“Ringmaster. Charmed.” She nodded respectfully to him. “So how goes your situation with Thanatos? A threat out there, looming in the shadows,” she smiled wickedly at that. “Waiting for you to show the slightest hint of weakness…” She crossed her legs. “Of course if you had just accepted my clear cut contract you wouldn’t have this problem,” she said in a sing-song voice. “Though, perhaps now I will hunt him and take him myself. Acquisition of assets of a body whose days are numbered. Word spreads fast, Ringleader. There’s talk among the Pretenders to Power, especially Olympus, I hear, that the days of deth are numbered. And with all the pseudo immortals running around nowadays, you can hardly blame them.”
The Ringmaster hid contempt in his expression. “I was going to sign your contract… But the Hybrid intervened… You remember that, yes? As for Thanatos’ enemies… Don’t worry about them… I will succeed where the son of Zeus himself failed. I will do more than chain him to a rock… I will use his blood for face paint.” The Ringmaster remained stoic, but his words had thinly veiled anger behind them.
Lilith grinned. “Im not talking about Thanatos’ days. I’m talking about the totality of deth.” Lilith stood up and stretched her legs, walking around the conference room. “A lot of the big boys upstairs are worried, Ringmaster. That you’re…” She stood behind his chair, and leaned over, whispering in his ear. “An ineffective leader, of the servants of the end.” She returned to her seat. “What I’m saying, Ringmaster, is that if I were you, I would find Thanatos.”
*hatter walks in after AP in an outfit like that worn by the once-ler it his first appearance in the Lorax movie* actually I just checked and guess what stopped happening? Before you answer that you should know that the movie Seventh Son isn’t worth seeing but is really cool. Oh and lilith you should know that your expiration date was 3 days ago, which lines up quite perfectly with when a certain pop culture icon aka ringleader began his quest for the expiration of Thanatos which is the very definition of a bad idea
-he entered the room, the third to appear, and sat quietly-
“AP. A guest after all. May I ask what interest you hold in this correspondence? You’re totally welcome, of course. I’m simply getting a gauge on your motivations–”
She was interuppted by Cortez, choking through a bagel “U SHOULD TRY THE BLUE BERRY MUFFINS”
He pointed to an empty plate. Oh, right. He had eaten all of those 😐
*I enter through a door at the opposite end of the room from Lilith and the others. I’m dressed in a finely pressed buisness suit and suit coat. I hang up the cost on a hook on the wall before seating myself at the head of the table* is everyone here?
Haley walks in dragging Akantha behind her and sits on Lilith’s other side. Akantha opts to sit beside AP* I think everyone is now.
*I nod at Lilith, the movement letting her know I was still working on a deal with my father that would benefit her. I then look at everyone else* So, by show of hands, who does area 19 have information on?
“Everyone, if I’m not mistaken. With the exception of myself.” Lilith held out her hand and the plate of muffins slid across the long table towards her, making a screeching sound every now and then. She plucked a cinnamon apple muffin. Mainly because there was frosting on it. “A part of our deal for my hosting this conference–to which they should arrive within an hour at most– was total obliteration of samples of my biology, data concerning it, ceasing of operations regarding experimentation with my organic matter. Originally, I had opted for this, but for all of us. They compromised so that it would only apply to experiments and data concerning myself and, well, I simply couldn’t refuse, given that in exchange I would receive a tour of their facilities in Munich.” She took a bite from the muffin, favoring the part with the most frosting. Cortez spoke while she ate.
“But we have to assume these facilities aren’t very important at all, given they offered before we asked. Lilith is allowed 1 guest on this tour. If anyone is interested, please tell us now. Also, there have been inquiries about Lilith’s biological research, results and experiments. One of the representatives who we will be meeting with is supposed to be a proxy to Area 19’s “Director”. We have to assume that Area 19, while no hostility is allowed, has some specific intention at this meeting. As far as the deal goes, they’re to tell us who they are, what they do, their purpose, and where we stand with them.” Lilith spoke up, having finished the bite of muffin.
“I believe they may have the intention to network with us and to get into our good graces, as it were. I feel I must take the this moment to remind you all,” she said making eye contact with everyone in the room. “That by being here and attending this meeting you agree to a formal de tent for the duration of this meeting. If this contract is violated in anyway shape or form…” And her eyes became cold and serious. “Concequenses will be levied upon the defiler. If the contract is to be broken, then let them do it.” She looked around the conference room. “Further questions?”
Actually it’s just you Cortez noah, me reaper and urban squatch, US being the most rescent addition, but if you go by subject numbers they have about 754 different files on various entities on this site and many others. But that’s just a rough estimate since they are new even to those who see all yet influence nothing, a mission i was never good at.
Ignore Hatter he’s not real
*against her better judgement Haley waved her hand around Hatter, her entire forearm passing through him.* Well then… *she leaned back into her seat only to see the golden eyes of Akantha smirking at her childishness*
you know Haley its rude to put your hand through a safety illusion, you see I trust A19 about as far as I can throw a purple homo sapiens unicorn named Steve, in other words not one bit, because Steve is poisonous to the touch. which is why I sent what amounts to a tulpa here today, I don’t want to be captured again, because despite what Lilith says my information is as reliable as the master list of deth which is pretty accurrate
You know Hatter, it’s rude to show up in the form of a hologram when everyone else decided to come here in person…
I’m just outside the building, I’m just on a different level of reality, so I needed a way to arrive, thus deciding on a hologram, I would have come in myself but the above and the fact that they have a file on me made that idea moot
“Hostility is barred, Hatter. And, if they break the contract, well,” and at this she smiled wickedly. “I get to readjust the terms.”
*I sigh and lean back in my chair rolling my eyes* blah blah blah. Yes no one is going to start a fight so on and so on. Does this meeting have a point? Because I have important things I need to be doing.
“I concur with the mutt. When do the Agents arrive. I wish to know their faces so I know who to hunt down after words. They know Thanatos, they don’t know the Ringleader.”
I’m also wondering as to it’s real purpose mutt.
*Haley frowns at Mutt, she was never sure how to act around him for his personality fluctuated far too much. Haley glanced at Akantha whom was absentmindedly tracing her finger along the table top creating a design unknown to any but her* Perhaps *Haley said her gaze not leaving Akantha’s design* they are waiting on us all to shut up and sit still before they enter?
-he looks up from his book briefly, rolls his eyes, and then returns to silently reading-
*I get bored with my design and lean back, finally I turn to AP* watcha reading?
-he looks up from the book-
It’s a tome of ancient Druidic magic. All nature based.
-he spoke in the language that was recorded in the ancient tome and then pointed and everyone saw the napkin holder turned into a blueberry bush in a pile of dirt-
hmm… I might have to borrow that one sometime…
*I glance at the blueberry bush and it withers* never cared much for Druids. They’re always going on about what abominations against nature Hybrids are.
-narrows eyes and summons a bramble branch smack Mutt-
Oops.
*I yawn* how petty of you AP. Use your words not your fists. *I frown* or branches
*I pluck a raspberry off the branch* Must you two always argue with one another?
Lilith smiled. “Ah, I didn’t expect you to be so naive, AP.” Arcane script flashes over AP’s skin as Lilith speaks, seeping and disappearing at the end of her sentence. She winked at him. “We’ll be in touch.”
Lilith’s head turns as the doors to her left open, and several men in women pile into the room, all wearing black suits. A man with stark blond hair, tan skin and bright grey eyes walks in.
“We’ve been eavesdropping,” he announces, smirking towards everyone. “Now, then. My name is Archibald, and I act as speaker for Section 19’s Director.” He seats himself next to Haley, and helps himself to a bottle of water he brought himself. “Shall we begin?”
-ignores Mutt-
You can borrow the book if you want, Akantha.
I see no reason not to begin…
*i enter again through the door on liliths right this time actually being there as the hologram disappears* Archie? *memories flash through my head* oh my gosh you [redacted] lilith this is the guy who interviewed me for my file, the memories got blocked after. So you might not remember
Archibald frowns. Mainly because to Lilith’s right is simply a glass wall of windows looking over the skyline of London. “The Mad Hatter, presume. AKA Janus AKA Crazy Face AKA YOLO McSwaggins. Yeah, our informant, Eris, told us a lot about you. Funny lady. We paid her in string and lint.” He smiled. “She seemed very content with that. James, if you would.”
A gruff, very tall, middle-aged man with greying hair set a large silver suitcase down in front of Lilith, removing the handcuff that had strapped them together. Lilith put in the three digit code, having an idea of what it would be. The latches popped up as she punched in the last number.
“666. How quaint.” Archibald shot her a playful wink, which she ignored coldly. She opened the case to reveal four red, sealed vials. Probably samples of Lilith’s organic material. Probably. Fiery flashed over them. “Good. Please, on with the show,” she said, closing the suitcase, which promptly levitated out the doors and away from the conference room. Archibald stood up.
He smiled, gingerly. “So, are there any specific questions I can answer? Anything naming at the back of your minds?” He asked. There was silence for a moment. “Yes, I know who you all are. Yes, I am your enemy. But, this is a de tente. You all have roughly 2-3 hours of my time. Lets not waste it.”
“Well, you say you know everyone here, yes? Well, what do you know about me? I mean, besides the obvious. I would also like to know where you are keeping Jacob. Release him to me, and maybe I won’t have to come back and destroy this base with magical energies beyond mortal comprehension.” The Ringmaster stated with a grin.
Cortez snorted, watching fiery red words creep up and around the Ringmaster’s skin. “No you won’t, you signed a contract.”
Archibald raised an eyebrow at this, putting pieces together.
Just then, the room was suddenly different. Base 19’s agent were absent and everything was a bit, well, fuzzy. It had, in truth, been a mental panorama Lilith had pulled everyone into.
“Stop this!” She shouted, and looked at the titans of strength, the nigh-immortal powers of the world assembled at the meeting. “We face a collection of agents of a new, unknown enemy, and you all act like children,” she said, glaring towards AP and Mutt. “We can not show them that we are divided. We need now more then ever to appear unified and against Base 19. If we show them we are weak, ununified, they will exploit that weakness as much as we can. Put your immaturities and your egos else where or leave. Do not forget why you’re here, whether your reasons be personal, intellectual, or perhaps, like myself, to ensure the supernatural have a future,” she whispered, finally. “United we stand. Divided we fall.” And with that everyone’s consciousness returned to real-time, in the room with Base 19.
Archibald looked confused. “Jacob? Hmm.. You’ll have to be more specific. That werewolf we captured on the street, on our way here? I really must apologize for that. Haha, its why we were so late.”
“I didn’t say I would do it now, Archie. If you do not release the urban Squatch to me within the space of this meeting, once our treaty is up; I will return. And I tell you now, it will not be pretty.” The Ringmaster smiled an unsettling smile as his hat covered his eyes. “Believe me when I say that I don’t want that. But unfortunately, this matter is highly important to me. So, if you as well as I don’t want the ground beneath our very feet to be entirely razed, I suggest you hand him over.” Shadow tendrils appear behind the ringmaster. Not attacking anyone, just readying themselves to defend.
Well fine then
Fenris conjures a personal snow cloud I
haven’t got all week.
Also nice use of Druid lore Akantha. Ever used the one for calling storms?
-rolls his eyes at Lilith-
*I tent my fingers a small smile playing across my face as I glance around the room. All of these fools gathered here to try and make a show of unified strength. Ha unified. If we all managed to keep from attempting to murder each other for another five minutes I would count us lucky. I raise a hand* my question is what do you plan on doing with the genetic material you have gathered?
Excellent question Mutt *I look at Archibald waiting for him to answer the question*
Lilith listened in a generally passive state, until the question of genetic material came up. Archie blinked, running his hand through his blonde hair.
“Isn’t it obvious,” he said, a new serious intent visible in his eyes. “Defend ourselves.” He began to walk around the room.
“Too long has humanity been plagued by beings that go bump in the night. Too many times has world been in such apparent danger, sniveling creatures rising to the heights of things that embody the image of pagan gods. We call them Existential Deviants. Then the shifters, the things that wear human skin and hide monsters underneath. Or the unliving who walk among us,” he said, glaring particularly in the Ringmaster’s direction. “And who are we supposed to leave our safety to?” Now he stood directly behind Ringmaster. “To a council of faceless specters and shades who can’t even police their own ranks? Who have failed to capture one deranged boatman? No thank you.” He looked over at Cortez. “Lunatic pet with daddy issues.”
Cortez gave him a thumbs up. “Accurate.”
He looked at Hatter. “Anomalous Existential Deviant. Unpredictable. Behavior and abilities similar to that of Eris. Observed to be in a constant state of psychosis. Likes hats.”
Then Archibald moved behind Mutt. “A race of monsters who have coagulated the traits of several, one singular super-freak? A danger.” Then behind AP. “A titan of malevolent energy. But, independently controlled. A danger, but one who can keep himself in check. To be continued.” Passing by Haley and Akantha now. “Relatively benign Existential Deviant.” Then he stopped for a moment behind Haley. “High-powered anomaly. More surveillance required.” Finally completing his walk he stood behind Lilith. “Self entitled ‘First Lady’. Remains to be seen.” He sneered, with apparent disgust. “‘Mother of Monsters’, this anomalous entity has connections to several preternatural species. Our annex devision theorizes it to simply be a high-powered witch with multiple personality disorder and access to vast reserves of arcane data. Basically, a crazed monster factory with a big stick. A danger to mankind.”
He scoffed and returned to his seat. “We are here to defend humanity from you things, because no one else properly can.”
Lilith sat, her legs cross, her hands folded over one-another, her face still, like marble. Her lavender eyes blinked, considering. “Do you have the support of Mr. Veils?”
“We do.” He said, firmly.
She simply nodded and looked to see everyone’s reactions.
Ringmaster slams his fist on the table. “Enough. I did not come here to be insulted. Thanatos will be on the river styx within the next 78 hours. Do you have the urban squatch, or do I have to make this ugly in… 1 hour 48 minutes and 23 seconds?”D
I just reviewed some of your files Archie and it looks like you are really bad at paraphrasing
Patient 01: “The Hatter”
The hatter is an immortal creature called a guardian, which he says is tasked with keeping some sort of balance, further research is needed but we will have to terminate him afterwards. He is to be trusted if you ever meet him. Anomalous Existential Deviant. Unpredictable. Behavior and abilities similar to that of patient 44 Eris. Observed to be in a constant state of psychosis. Likes hats.
Established timeline:
4000 BC-1110AD: Janus roman God
1110-1313: Ricky Doomsday
1313-1423: reaper #583
1423-1452: Da Vinci’s mom
1452-1519: Da Vinci
1519-1714: unknown
1714-2015: master of portals
The guardians as he calls them are an ancient race that was a combo of all known races in the supernatural world. No known members of this race exist outside himself though he and his apparent cousins are very nice according to him.
Patient 88: Lilith
Lilith is as her name implies mother of hell, similarly immortal to the hatter but not exactly the same. She claims to both be 100% human as tests prove but is able to influence higher level events showing positive reaction to patient 1 The Hatter and subject 666 Thanatos
Lilith is considered mildly dangerous and is known to make rumplestiltskin deals with members of the faculty in attempt to escape just the other day she attempted to offer immortality in exchange for her door code.
“Self entitled ‘First Lady’. Remains to be seen. ‘Mother of Monsters’, this anomalous entity has connections to several preternatural species. Our annex devision theorizes it to simply be a high-powered witch with multiple personality disorder and access to vast reserves of arcane data. Basically, a crazed monster factory with a big stick. A danger to mankind.
She is commonly seen in either a second realm we have gained access to or in the company of her associates including a Homunculus her “child” noah created known as patient 88B or Cortez a Lunatic pet with daddy issues. she travels through tears in space or by getting a ride from subject 666
Timeframes: ???? – 2015
Known forms too numerous: level four and above clearance required and silver weaponry no females allowed within ten meters of containment
Do not speak with her in regards to deals made.
Addendum the demon queen has breached containment and has come in contact with subject 666, oh god what is that thing? No, no no stay back AGGGHH!!
[End of transmission]
Subject 666: Thanatos (AKA The Reaper)
Thanatos is death incarnate. His known forms are too numerous to count. Current and most used forms include: The Pale Horseman, The Grim Reaper, Anubis, Mors and the Jack of Spades.
The God is extremely dangerous and is known to collect supernatural artifacts including but not excluding: Gungir, Excalibur, Vlad the Impalers head and the shroud of Turin.
He is commonly seen in a 1986 Shasta revere trailer, however he is also known to travel in a white Cadillac.
His known associates include: Patient 666A Urban Squatch, Patent 01 The Hatter, Patient 88 Lilith and Supernaturalist Seth Greening.
Time frames: ???? – 2015
Death deities too numerous to count.
This deity is not to be trifled with without level 5 clearance and a golden weapon.
Addendum Deity has breached containment, dear god what is he doing?! No, no! Stay back! [End of transmission]
Subject 583 “Daedalus”
“A member a race of monsters who have coagulated the traits of several, one singular super-freak? A danger to the human race is currently in containment until we are able to define and regulate anomalous properties
Subject 583 is commonly found outside our universe but like subject 666 will collect items of apparent value
Timeframe: ????- 2015
Known form: inconclusive
No weapons are known to work against him do not engage
[end of transmission]
Archibald eyed the angry god for a moment, biting his lip. “Tell you what. I will give you a code to sanction his release and a phone number to our research division you can call– but first, you have to answer one of my questions.”
*I frown at Archibald* I see, but couldn’t there possibly be better ways to go about collecting your information? Like through collaboration? It is not necessary to take people from their homes and off the streets to gather information…
Archibald smiled at that. A large, wide grin showing the crooked bottom teeth in his mouth. “That, is exactly why the Director called this meeting.”
He stood up and faced everyone. “I, acting as proxy to the Director of Area 19, do humbly and honestly extend the offer of correspondence to you all. We will extend to any takers resources, information, protection etc. under the trust that you will do the same for Area 19, within reason, to the best of your ability.”
*I merely give Archibald an amused smile* oh dear me us testifying Hybrids, better watch out because we’re the big bad wolves. *I laugh* to be quite frank I’m probably the most honest person here about my weaknesses. It’s common knowledge that the average Hybrid can be slain with silver, stake, or violent and irreparable damage to their persons. By all means research our DNA, to find our weaknesses. *I lean forward* but if you think that that knowledge will give you the rights or power to slay any innocents amongst my children you had better be prepared for more then just war. *I tent my fingers and examine Archibald carefully* I believe that we could easily come to a peaceful and… Mutually beneficial agreement. Of course I speak only for me and My Hybrids, not for anyone else at this table.
*Haley glanced at Akantha she could tell she was at war with herself, the distrust was obvious in her eyes. Haley looked at Archibald*
I speak for myself only, but I will consider your offer if, and only if, you tell me all the information you have on me and my “Relatively benign Existential Deviant.” friend here.
*Haley pointed with her thumb at Akantha*
Who knows you might have something wrong that we have to correct you on…
Archibald nodded. “Rest assured our intention is to defend. Not attack. While certain key situations may arise in which no acceptation can be made but to eliminate a target, Base 19 sees no use in unnecessary ends.”
-stands-
I grow tired of this. Is there a point to this meeting?
Lilith glares at AP. “I’m assuming you weren’t paying attention were you?”
Archibald scoffs. “In any event, a formal agreement will have to be met.” The man hands business cards to everyone. On the back of the one he hands to Ringleader he writes a number in pink ink. “Please call if you’re interested, everyone. I eagerly await working with you.” And with that he left, his retainer in tow. Out just as quickly as they had entered. Lilith twitched, taking note that dozens of questions still hung up in the air.
She faced everyone then. “Thoughts on Base 19?”
I have a few but first *hatter takes out a piece of plastic with Archibalds face on it* who wants a tour of the place? I swiped this when he handed me his business card. Oh and ringleader urban squatch is in thanatos’ old room here, third floor 7th door on the right just across from the room marked lilith. The door code is oddly enough the override code for satan’s laptop. Which is actually kinda funny since everything here screams out that lilith funds the place
…urban squatch is there? One delivery he should have refused….
Seth, keeping on keeping on
*I narrow my eyes and then wave my hand. Several small hidden microphones and video cameras explode* I think that they don’t trust us. Clever Humans, they’ll probably live longer. *I shrug* I look forward to seeing what there little laboratories churn out. *I stand* now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be leaving this meeting and this non-aggression pact behind me. *I turn and walk through the shadows in one corner of the room*
I think that they’re intentions, if they are truly what they say, are fine. I also think they’re still going about it the wrong way. They’re offering collaboration whilst stealing anyone they think to be a supernatural off the streets. *I frown* Oil and water do not mix, they would do well to remember that. *I disappear into thin air*
Hmph.
-he stormed into the shadows and teleported away-
*Haley watched AP storm off slightly amused before walking out the door twirling her car key on her finger*
I have not broken your treaty. Yet.
I sit watching these events curiously. “Hmmmm, I wish we had more information on these suit wearing people.”
“Well no reason I can’t learn now,” Fenrir spills out a vial of salt on the table muttering quietly…
“Oh so that’s why they’re hear…”
Fenris looks over at Lilith “no I didn’t break any peace agreement I simply use a revealing intent spell.”
It seems the think they can use this against us eventually. But for now wish to maintain a fairly peaceful appearance. “Now, (I say with a growl) what’s this about a werewolf on the way over?”
Personally I think we should kill them and be done with it but then again these “agents” could prove useful. Who’s agents are they anyway, all they keep saying is 19.
“I think they are sorely mistaken as to what we are, but at the very least they are working to preserve their own species. I’m sure at least one of us understands that.” The Ringmaster nods to mutt. “But, if you ask me. I still think they should eat a large portion of [ Expletive deleted ] and suck my [expletive deleted] while they lick their own [expletive deleted due to language no one would find appropriate even in such a situation] I don’t care for them. But, if they release a certain hairy strongman/bodyguard of mine… Well, I’m sure we’ll all be happy.”
“Speak then, my life may be endless, but my patience isn’t.” The Ringmaster scowled.
Archibald thought for a moment, considering. “What is the greatest weakness possessed by those Area 19 dubs Existential Deviants, the gods?”
“Lack of Belief.” The ringmaster stated, lighting himself a cigar. “Without belief, even gods of high caliber such as Janus, Eris, and even the Judeo Christian Deity, are all but powerless. This is why the Mesopotamian gods are no longer with us.” The Ringmaster smiled. “To take out the deities, you have to take out humanity itself…”
“Lack of Belief.” The ringmaster stated, lighting himself a cigar. “Without belief, even gods of high caliber such as Janus, Eris, and even the Judeo Christian Deity, are all but powerless. This is why the Mesopotamian gods are no longer with us.” The Ringmaster smiled. “To take down the deities, you have to hit humanity itself…”
(Moderated, Lilith, can you check Skype?)
Lilith nods to Haley and Akantha. “Now we are.”
“Mind if I step in?” Says Fenris appearing in a swirl of snow.
I simply wish acknowledgement of my empire’s status. I’m here to represent Jotunheim, Neifelheim, and Vanirheim as well as the Tuatha de Danu. We seek knowledge of current events in midgard and the other realms. I have things that could be quite useful to you.
Yo seth whats your middle name tips for full moon
Hail HGR,
Thanks for keeping on and for the question. My middle name is a closely guarded secret, mainly because many of my passwords incorporate different encrypted versions of it but I can tell you this much — I actually have three.
As for the moon this month, the lupine life gang tells me there is a Black Moon on Friday so don’t be surprised if things get chaotic for werewolves like you
If you want to know more about the Black Moon effect I would recommend visiting http://yourlupinelife.com!
Persistere persistense,
Seth
*I stand tapping my foot impatiently. These thrice darned area 19 agents did like to keep people waiting. I glance around at the alley I’m standing in. To one side is a dumpster overflowing with trash and to the other is a pile of cardboard boxes. Why they wanted the meet up to be in this location I have no idea. I check my watch and growl in frustration. I wanted this deal to be over with quickly. The world would someday depend on the research I was doing now, and I need all the help I can get. I here a noise and turn towards the mouth of the alley squinting*
I appear in the alleyway before the Area agents arrive. I smile at Mutt, my black hair falling in my face. I’m wearing black skinny jeans, a black tank top with an anatomically correct skeletal pattern of the rib cage, black military boots, and several different band bracelets. My appearance is very doffermt from the last time anyone saw me. “Greetings. Are you Mr. Mutt?”
-Raven
“Well hiya there!” called the jovial voice of a woman. As Mutt turned he saw a woman of comfortable-weight, short brown hair, average height and slightly aged skin come into view, wearing a pinkish-red track suit. Basically, a suburban soccer-mom. “My name is Katherin, and I’ll be your case worker!” She said, putting away a photo of Mutt to ID him in a large green gym bag she held at her side. “You can betch’a that’ll try my very best to meet your requests! Did you want to do this with here or go somewhere a bit more secrety?”
I see Katherin, eye her for a moment, then disappear into the shadows.
-Raven
*I watch Raven disappear and then turn my attention to Katherine. A small smile plays across my face* really? You guys are seriously trying this? *I roll my eyes before clasping my hands behind my back, I begin to walk slowly towards Katherine* first off, I’ll tell you a little tidbit about Hybrids less spectacular abilities. The one that’s relevant right now is our ability to smell lies and deceit. *I chuckle softly* quite frankly you reek of them. I know that this whole friendly working mother routine is an act, just like I know about the team of snipers stationed a quarter mile away ontop of that building. *I nod towards a particularly tall building a good distance from the alley* I also know that they are equipped with incendiary rounds, silver, and wooden bullets. So let’s quit this little charade and talk like adults shall we? *I stop 5 feet from Catherine and fix her with a cold green stare.*
Kathrine blinks in honest confusion. Whatever lies Mutt is sensing they don’t belong to her. Crap. He had made a mistake somewhere. They had both better start thinking really hard really fast.
*I note Katerins confusion and frown* hold on one moment. *I disappear as the shadows envelope me. Then from the top of the aforementioned building loud bangs of gunfire echoe out across the city, for a solid thirty seconds before ending abruptly. *I reappear wiping my hands off with a handkerchief. My clothing is splattered with blood and a large cut runs down the side of my face* that was interesting. Those men were not exactly Human. They moved to fast and were to strong to be human, yet to slow and too weak to be supernatural. If I had to hazard a guess I would say they were some type of genetic experiment. However they were not carrying any kind of badge of identification and there minds were extremely blank. However they did have there guns aimed at us so I assume they were attempting to keep us from coming to a mutually beneficial agreement by assassinating one or both of us. *I glance up at Katherine and smile my teeth bloody and red* So now that we are safe, I have a proposal for area 19.
*I look at Mutt, seeing him covered in blood* well then. Looks like he had fun. *I sit down and swing my legs over the edge of the roof, kicking them back and forth childishly* I wonder if I’ll ever have fun like that too…
-Raven
*hatter sits down on the roof next to raven* you know it’s rude to eavesdrop, but I know it’s hard to resist. I just walk up to them and make a pop culture reference and then let it go from there. It usually works too! But it’s still rude to do it, hey watch this please scream out the word Daedalus when you think I’m done ok? *hatter inches closer to the edge and jumps off the roof disappearing as soon as he is about to hit mr.mutt almost seeming to dissolve into him*
I watch for a moment before screaming, “Daedalus!” I don’t know what this will do, but I’m curious and waits to see.
-Raven
Katherin smiles. “Let’s take this somewhere a little more private, then.”
Katherine’s brown furrowed in honest confusion. #@$&. Mutt had made a mistake somewhere. Whoever these people were, they weren’t with her. Though, if they were Area 19, and they were so willing to throw this woman away, he could have a potential ally. A potential ally with access to information about Area 19.
*I giggle softly as I watch from the roof of the building above Mr. Mutt and Katherin* Snipers, huh? *I look around and see one of the snipers then I frown* I wonder if they can see me… And if they do, I hope I’m not on their radar… *I look back down at the two in the alleyway*
-Raven
“Well hiya there!” called the jovial voice of a woman. As Mutt turned he saw a woman of comfortable-weight, short brown hair, average height and slightly aged skin come into view, wearing a pinkish-red track suit. Basically, a suburban soccer-mom. “My name is Katherin, and I’ll be your case worker!” She said, putting away a photo of Mutt to ID him in a large green gym bag she held at her side. “You can betch’a that’ll try my very best to meet your requests! Did you want to do this with here or go somewhere a bit more secrety??”
Survivors! I have news! I’m not sure whether or not to call it good news.
There is a new Dark Overlord! (And he’s my best friend, that’s how I came across this information so quickly.) Anyways, I have mentioned Damion before. He is the demon I mentioned a few months back with the demon known as Damon running through his veins. Damion is the Dark Overlord. To me, seeing that I am heiress to the Vampire Throne, displeases me a bit. He can control me. *sigh* but, he is like a brother to me, and he promised not to use me like a puppet.
I do apologize to the creatures on the site who wish to keep their freedom. I didn’t think Damion was going to become the Dark Overlord until December of this year. He controls us all now. Vampires, werewolves, demons, and so on. I also apoligize for not getting this on the site sooner.
-Raven
…too late here for a little vervain or salt circles I see..
Let’s see what the other survivors have to say….
Seth, keeping on
When is the black moon
On a version of reality long locked away somewhere in la habra California in a building called the hall of ancients is the first ever supernatural creature, it is unknown if it is male or female, or even if it still must eat but only this creature can truly control us as his children. None other have this power so if your friend claims to be a match they are lying for never in all the years since the birth of the multiverse uncounted they may be has ever had the power so please deal with your friend accordingly
I will. Thank you, Hatter. Though Damion is the Dark Overlord, he can get a “big head” sometimes. He is a quite powerful demon though. I will admit that. He might even be joining the site soon.
-Raven
I literally just told you your info is faulty and you respond with “oh I know, but I’m still right infact I’ll invite my pathological liar friend onto a global network in order to have him prove that he has a power that exists in no accessible part of the multiverse” how the underworld does that make sense to you? It’s like saying getting your liver ripped ou by a bull troll was a great idea before you went drinking
“Sorry about my friend here, he doesn’t read everything correctly, so anyway. Hi, I’m the king of the undead! I’m friends with the Queen of hell, and if your demon buddy so much as threatens me, I’ll rip him in half straight down the middle!” Ringmaster states cheerfully. “Excuse me, I have to make a call.” He walks off and dials in the number on the card. “Baron Samedi? Calling about patient 666A? No, the Sasquatch ups driver. In an hour? Very well.”
The King of Hell? *I grin* I’ve always wanted to meet you! *I get excited, but then regain my composure* I’m Raven, heiress to the Vampire throne.
-Raven
No, ringleader is the undead, the king of hell is a different pain in the butt. I understand how it could be mistaken, but you see lilith is queen of hell and the only infernal royalty here, ringleader is what you might call, the ghost king.
Oh and I understand what you meant by the way you said it was not the truth when you first said it. Oh and as I remember it vampirism is a theocracy based off of the primordials of order chaos and neutrality.
Well technically king of a he’ll there are several.
I didn’t mean for it to come out like that, Hatter. I apoligize. The Dark Overlord controls the Dark Knights, hybrids of vampires, werewolves, and demons. He originally fed me the wrong information. Please do forgive me. And I showed this site to my friend little over a year ago, and he told me that he might be getting an account soon the other day. I didn’t invite him.
-Raven
“Don’t worry about them, Raven, my dear.” Lilith walks up to Raven, shaking her hand. “I am Lilith. I see you have met my constituents. Do please excuse their overt hostility.” Lilith’s silver hair is tied together in a pony tail, decorated with an amythest hair comb which accentuated her unnatural lavender eyes. She is wearing a conservative white white blazer with a matching skirt and 2 inch heels. “It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Do please tell me about yourself.”
*I stare at Lilith in awe, but shakes my head and smiles* w- well, Lilith, I’m a vampire. I don’t know any other vampires. I used to have a mentor, but he abandoned me a few months ago. I’m a bit bipolar. Ummm…. I’ve heard a lot about you, miss. I’ve always wanted to meet you. *I look down, thinking that I probably sound stupid*
-Raven
Lilith curtsied to the girl. “Charmed.” She said. “I think you’ll do very well around here. Currently, everyone is a bit preoccupied with this ‘Base 19’ business. You may have noticed.” Lilith brushes some stray strands of platinum from her hair. “I also look forward to meeting this Damion friend of yours. He sound like an interesting character.”
*I nod then bow respectively* Thank you, Lilith. And I’ve noticed about the Base 19. Seems extremely stressful. *I shift my weight from one foot to the other, nervous*
-Raven
A loud beeping sound, almost like an alarm went off around Lilith. She reached into her blazer and pulled out a small black box with a red light blinking. She pressed a button and it stopped making the incessant sound. A pager.
“Ah. Sorry to cut this short. Incursions upon us by Abstract the Devourer– he’s mostly a nuisance with a lot of cannon fodder, but I digress.” She bowed respectfully as Raven had. She turned to leave before turning back. “Say, would you like to come?”
*my smile widens* I- I would love too! *my mismatched eyes sparkle with excitement*
-Raven
Lilith jumps and wraps her arms snuggly around Raven. “Hold on tight, lovely!” Lavender fire erupts from under Lilith’s shoes and begins to swirl around them, but does not burn. A strange feeling of light-weightedness washes over Raven as they are completely engulfed, accompanied by the odd sense of propulsion in some direction that could not be properly tracked.
*I hold onto Lilith for dear life, biting my lip* *I mumble something quietly* w- what the… what’s happening? *I gaze at the lavender fire as it swirls* this is amazing…
-Raven
*I glare at the creature that I can only partially see. I did not much care what it was, it was harming a dear friend and so it would cease to be*
-Να προστατεύεται από εσάς
Αυτή η μαγική γοητεία θα κάνει
Με αυτά τα λόγια σου δεσμεύουν
Για να την αφήσει να
Για να προστατευθεί από τη ζημιά σας
Τώρα σφραγίσει αυτή την γοητεία!
*The distorted and shadowy shape disappears* Raven? Do you need me to heal you? Or do you have natural healing abilities that will suffice? *I glance down at the form beside me gasping for air*
I do not hear Akantha. The static is still constantly playing in my ears. I start to scratch at my ears with my black-painted sharpened nails. “No!!” I screech, seeing the figure by Akantha. As soon as those words leave my mouth, a boy, presumably human, most likely 16 or older, runs towards me, knife in hand. The hood of his white jacket is pulled over his head, hiding his feature. He wears black dress pants, along with the hoodie and a pair of black sneakers. The unidentified boy slays four voidlings with his knife before advancing toward us. “Raven!” He calls. More blood gushes from my nose. I cough up blood again. My stomach churns.
-Raven
*Raven’s screaming startles me. Why couldn’t I see this thing* Ah screw it. Haley! * I turn to her* stay here and help the others fight, if Ice comes back help him as well. *As Haley nods I grab Raven and we disappear from the battle and reappear in an infinite expanse of white* Raven… we should be safe for just a moment… please explain. Let me help you. We’re in the space between dimensions. It should take it a little while to find you, whatever it is…
I keep muttering unintelligible things under my breath, my eyes wide. I wrap my arms around myself as my nose finally stops bleeding. I look at Akantha, still mumbling odd things and shaking. She is confused as to why I’m still in a state of shock.
-Raven
I stop scratching at my ears, the static now gone. I start mumbling odd things under my breath. My breathing is still rapid, as well as my heart rate. My nose stops bleeding. Akantha does not understand why I’m still acting like this. My eyes dart around the expansion of white as if I am looking for something.
-Raven
i start feeling dizzy and start bleeding from my nose wtf why am i bleeding from my nose.i start floating like if someone is chocking me help me what is happening. i start coughing blood. i feel weak and…ahhhhhh i start screaming. Akantha says there is somethign controling my transfromation and somethign is controling my mind ahhhhh i scream again. then what ever was contorling me puts me down.i start turning more and more til i was full wolf. grrrrrr i growl and try to attack everyone but i try to fight the controling. Akantha says fight it power wolf fight it.and i try to but i couldnt i almost killed everyone when raven holds me down and puts two fingers in my shoulder where my weak spot is and i fall asleep.-_- zzzz
*I crouch down in front of Raven so that we’re eye level* Raven, please, calm down. Explain what is going on. I want to help you, but I can’t if I’m fumbling around in the dark.
I look into Akantha’s eyes, still panicky looking. “He wants to hurt me, doesn’t he?” I whisper. My fangs start to pulsate. “The Operator… What does he want with me?…” My body starts to tremble again, and I curl into myself.
“Raven!” Another voice calls out. It sounds like the boy with the white hoodie from the battle field. He calls my name again. “Raven! Where are you?!”
-Raven
…the Operator…?! Somehow I doubt this involves telephonic communications …
…keep on keeping on to find out…
Seth
*I watch Raven curl in on herself* Yes, I believe he does. I don’t know why though… What can I do to stop him?
My eyes widen. “You cannot stop the Operator… It’s impossible… Once he has you in his sights… There is no stopping him…” A hand touches my shoulder. I scream, and I move away quickly, gasping. It’s the boy in the white hoodie. “Jeff…” I whisper as he crouches down in front of me.
“It’s okay, Raven. Don’t worry.” He says, pulling his hood off. His facial features cause Akantha to gasp. His eyelids are burned off, his skin is white like a corpse, and a smile is cut into his cheeks.
-Raven
Uhhh what happen oh hi Jeff.Raven says wait your friends with jeff.I said ya we met in one of my dreams and we became friends.I still feel a little dizzy but I’m ok.jeff says so how you doing power.I say I’m ok.I need to sit I say.Jeff says to raven it’s ok I just want to be friends.jeff says cuz I control both of you while taking out a ball that can control any one even super naturals. Wtf jeff come on we were friends not cool jeff not cool.
Uhhh my head hurts I think this illusion.Well I hope it’s not cuz I want to be in the real world.
I say. I said that cuz I forgot to put I say in the one on top of this comment.
Okay, this comment here is not apart of the roleplay.
One, the Operator can communicate through telepathic means, seeing that he has no mouth. Or a face for that matter.
Two. Jeff is merely a human, therefore cannot control supernaturals. I’ve known Jeff for years; he has never been able to do that. The only supernatural being that has successfully controlled me is the Operator.
Three. Werewolf girl, I am a vampire, not a werewolf. I have nothing against them, don’t get me wrong, I’ve dated a werewolf (sweetest girl ever, but sadly we are no longer together). The episode I went through was caused by the Operator, who, according to Jeff (who is well acquainted with the Operator) says that I’m the only supernatural being he is targeting right now. The others are human.
This is also not part of the roleplay. Werewolf Girl, take Haley’s earlier advice. Re-read your comments before sending them. They can be a tad bit difficult to understand.
A blazing star of lavender fire lands on a piece of barren, white ground.
The sky above is gray and mostly featureless, dark motes collecting into clouds above. In the sky the most defining feature were strikes of fire hanging in the air, blazing above an enormous waste land of ivory rock and sand, glimmering black spires cropping up here and there. It was here, the edge of reality where Abstract’s forces incurred up on Creation. Black figures clad in shadowy armor walked across the plane, Abstract’s voidling… things. People who were never born, beings that never existed but could have.
A Hybrid, Cortez, lead a team of others against them, cutting the forces of Abstract down. The black furred Hybrid wore shining silver armor, which contrasted nicely with his yellow blade.
The purple flames swirled and congealed into the forms of Lilith and Raven. A particularly large Void-spawn emerged from under the powdery sand, raising a black fist to crush the ladies.
Cortez flew in time to slice the appendage cleanly off before delivering a fatal blow to the abomination. He landed gracefully and began to shake the foul black ichor from his sword.
“You’re late.” He said simply. Lilith gestured to Raven.
“I brought a friend.” Lilith brought a morsel of lavender fire to hand before throwing it on the ground. It swirled around her, platinum armor materializing out of the fires, outfitted with a long white fur cape. A rapier materialized out of the fire, one each into her hands. Six more swords jumped from the flames and hovered around her, presumably telekinetically manipulated.
Fire began to encroach upon raven, outfitting her with her own armor and weapons.
“We’ll await you on the battlefield Raven. Do watch yourself– and enjoy.” Lilith and Cortez began walking toward the battle. “Will the others be joining us.
“I don’t know about Mutt, but the Ringmaster should be here shortly.” Lilith smiled at that.
“This’ll be fun.” And with that, she leapt into the air, blades spinning around her, landing directly behind enemy lines. She sliced through their numbers in a whirlwind of dancing of blades, giddily laughing in the adrenaline of battle.
Ringmaster floated down upon the battlefield. He was completely black and white. Wearing a top hat, long coat, puffy shirt, and long black pants. In his hand he held his scythe, or rather his cane. He flicked a button and the sickle blade came free. He grinned. “Hello Pale Lady, I didn’t realize it was Christmas already. Tell me, what’s the reason for this gift you’ve given to me?” Ringmaster smiled as he began unleashing carnage on the army from the void.
I grin. “Oh, hell yes!” I pull a sword out of it’s sheath. The sword’s metal is completely black. My armor is the same color.
“I think I’m going to enjoy this,” I say and run after Lilith, cutting down enemies like they were nothing as I run. I wonder if this would be anymore fun if I had my wings. I shrug it off and keep fighting my way to the woman who brought me here.
-Raven
“Oh, just general fun. We all forget, our closest enemies are our greatest friends.” She said she eliminated several of the black knights. “Do you know if Akantha and Haley will be joining us?”
I catch up to Lilith in time to hear the question. “I’m not sure, Lilith. They might.” I swing my sword and cut a Voidling’s (or whatever you call these beings) head off. I put my sword back in it’s sheath and pull out a spiked chain and dagger. “I hope they get here soon if they are. They’re missing out on all this bloodshed.”
-Raven
*I flip through the information in the folders quickly scanning them for any pertinent information. Who knew when I would get another chance like this? still I must act quickly. Abstracts little distraction would buy me maybe an hour to search through Lilith headquarters in London. I renter the file to its place and walk across the room reaching out with all of my senses. The horses must be here somewhere!*
*Haley appeared on the battlefield in simple silver armor that was covered in blood making it obvious the reason for her tardiness was yet another battle, she walked towards Lilith swing a flail easily in one hand a large Kite shield in the other* Akantha should be here shortly Lilith. She is tying up some lose ends now. *Haley slammed the flail down on a void creature splitting its head open*
…lot of void blood flying here…wonder what kind of blood comes from the voidsters…
shadow blood…? hmmmm.
Need a sample.
Seth, keeping on
I smile at Haley. “Hey there,” I lasso my chain around a voidling and yank it. The poisoned spikes on the chain seep through it’s armor, and it falls dead to the ground. “I like your armour. I see you arrived from yet another battle. Tell me, who exactly were you fighting?” I cut a voidling’s stomach open with my long dagger.
I hear movement behind me, and I spin around, my black armour glinting as I move. A sword swings to close to my face for comfort. I hiss and bring my chain down, killing the opposing beast. “Dâmn thing…” I mutter and keep swinging my chain at attackers, replacing my dagger with a shield. My mismatched eyes gleam with excitement as the battle wages.
-Raven
*I simply walk onto the battle-field in black armor and stop beside Raven* Oh, nothing major just a little scuffle in an alternate dimension. The details are *I glance at Haley*…complicated… *I hold a katana loosely in one hand and a short dagger in my other, suddenly I stab a void being in the head that was behind Raven* let’s just leave the other battle in it’s own dimension and have some fun now alright? * I pull my dagger from the things skull, if it could qualify as that, and face another*
“Ah. Well, I won’t press for details.” I whip my chain out and it wraps around a voidling. The creature’s armor isn’t penetrated by the spikes lining the chain. I yank it forward, the creature falls. I leap up in the air about fifty or more feet, spins when I go as far up as possible, and I land on the voidling’s head with such force it’s skull breaks open. “We should have fun destroying these things. And Imm having the time of my life doing so.”
I unwrap the chain and take down another enemy. A sharp pain lights up between my shoulder blades, and I scream in agony. I spin around to see if anything is attacking, but nothing is there. “What the hell…?” I whisper as the pain continues.
-Raven
Lilith leapt through the battlefield. Excellent. With everyone holding the spawn of Abstract back, she could confront the big guy himself. Shrouding herself in a cloak of lavender fire, she shot off in the distance over the raging battles and legions of voidlings, towards a gapping hole in the distance. Entering the portal where voidspawn poured forth in plethoras, on the inside it was, unsurprisingly, empty. She walked through the endless nothing. He knew she was here, this place belonged to him, after all. Lilith shivered as she remembered the Pale Lady, as she remembered the heights to which soared as the trillions of Innocence gave their love and extollence unto her and– NO. That was not her. She frowned, recognizing the Pale Lady as nothing more than a puppet; a shell possessed by the image she had given the people. No matter.
She continued to walk through the Void, wondering how long Abstract would make her wait.
I wonder where Liltih is going as I destroy another voidster. The pain between my shoulder blades becomes more intense, leading me to let out a scream. The pain is close to being unbearable. Two bulges, not very large, form between my shoulder blades, as if wings are trying to break through. I lash out at a void creature with my chain, blocking another attack with my shield. “What in the underworld is wrong with me?” I growl as I take down another few voidlings.
-Raven
*I appear on the battlefield suddenly my body unfolding out of the air. I survey the area with a look of great unease. A void chipmunk leaps towards me only to be caught in a ring of white light. I step closer to examine the creature my frown deepening. I mutter several different incantations and watch the creatures responses to them. Finally I utter a curse and the circle of light snaps around the Void chipmunks head, severing it. I look out across the battlefield a look of great dismay on my face* this should not be…
*I walk over to Ice* Do you know what’s causing this?
I walk over to Ice and Akantha, gritting my teeth. “Abstract the Devourer, I would believe. I’m not exactly sure, but it’s most likely Abstract.” I whip my chain and behead a voidling. “This is madness. All of it. Ice, Akantha, I have a question. It’s about my wings.” I leap up into the air and wrap my chain around a bird-like voidling, choking it.
-Raven
Why do people do fan fiction without me like come on I want to be part of the fan fiction too
Okay…
1) This is not fanfiction it’s roleplay
2) you’re welcome to join anytime you wish
3) I recommend re-reading what you type before you hit enter so it makes sense and is not ignored
*I continue to look around* none of this should be happening… Someone has changed the time stream… But how? And why? *my eyes become unfocused* there are rips everywhere… It’s all splintering and fracturing… *I shake my head and my eyes clear* I need to find whoever did this… *my body folds in on itself and I disappear*
*I sigh then turn to Raven* What would you like to know about your wings? I don’t know a lot, but I shall try my best to answer your questions. *several voidlings burst into flame behind me*
I drop back to the ground, the bird-like voidling now dead. “Ever since I came here, to this dimension, there has been an extreme pain between my shoulder blades. I have yet to get my wings, but the pain is more intense now that we’re here. Maybe it’s just a coincidence, but I can’t be sure. Do you know why?” I look around, a static noise filling my ears.
-Raven
Hmm.. I may be wrong, but it could be due to this location, the recent…er..changes to the time stream, both, or have something to do with this dimension in general.
I nod then turn to Akantha. “Do you hear that? The static?” I swing my chain, taking down three voidsters at once. I shake the vile “blood” of my chain, frowning. “I’m now hearing constant static.” I look around the battlefield, my breath catching in my throat when I see a being that I thought could not travel to this dimension.
-Raven
Static? *I listen carefully then turn to say something when I notice you tense up and stare* … Raven what is it? I can’t see anything clearly.
I start to cough violently into my hand. Blood. The static only gets worse. I scream, blood trickling from the corner of my mouth, then collapse to my knees, coughing and shaking. “G-get that d-dámn th-th-thing away!” I yell and take out a throwing knife, throwing it in the direction I see the faceless creature.
-Raven
*Haley sees Raven fall to the ground and follows her knife* Raven, there is nothing here! *Haley turns to Akantha who is now casting a banishing spell in the general direction of the thing*
I scream once again, coughing up more blood. My nose start gushing blood. “Get that dàmn thing away from me!!” I yell, my eyes turning glassy.
-Raven
Raven what’s wrong what do you need t hat thing does it do that to werewolves then I should be doing the same thing as you
Plus raven you are a werewolf right or nah
What have we here? Hmmmm a vampiress.
Believe me the wolves serve no dark overlord.
You like magic I have tricks too. I stretch my arms out as I do blue fire rises in a circle around my feet. See lilith isn’t the only one with power.
Well you don’t exactly strike me as nice, and you do claim to be in control of all wolves (were or not which is as truthfully as Seth saying that sehth has blond hair) so your definitely dark, and your definitely an overlord if I were to even believe one word of anything you say (which I don’t) so on the collective whole your either contradicting yourself or you have the manners of a donkey but draw all your power from prestidigitation AKA your a two bit illusionist with a god complex oh and I checked it out and your myth and that of loki who you claim is your dad don’t even happen close enough together to even make it possible for him to have fathered you so driving cat to you your a fraud
Ohhhhhh he told you
Anybody want to be friends here I need a friend through the lycanthyrope stage if it didnt work ill try a different one
I bow politely. “Looking for a friend, yes? I wouldn’t mind befriending you.” I smile kindly, “I am Raven, a vampress. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
-Raven
What is befriending mean
My smile widens. “It means I wish to make you my friend.”
-Raven
*Haley smiles openly as she walks up to Raven* Hello again Raven, Welcome back. You haven’t happened to see Akantha have you?
*smiles and looks up at Haley* hey. No, I haven’t seen Akantha. Sorry. But did you ever get your basket back?
-Raven
Indeed I did. * Haley looks at Raven* You’ve changed. It suits you.
That’s g- good. *I blush a little and hide my right eye, which is completely black, with my black, emo-boy like hair* a- and thanks.
-Raven
*Haley cocks her head to the side* Why so shy all of a sudden?
I- I’m just not used t-to getting compliments…
-Raven
Then you just aren’t hanging out with the right crowd of people dear. Only the right people will see the good within you no matter what darkness surrounds it. Everyone is good and special in their way.
I don’t have many friends. They do care about me. And when I try to make more friends, they just usually push me away. They say things like, “I don’t hang out with lesbians,” or “I don’t like freaks!” That’s one reason why I came to this site. To be accepted. Very few people know my real species and what darkness envelopes me.
-Raven
*I hug Raven* don’t listen to anything they say. There is absolutely NOTHING wrong with being different, you are GORGEOUS in your own way and if they fail to see that, well then, they must be blind.
*I hug Akantha back* t- thanks.
-Raven
No problem *I smile*
*I smile a little* I’m glad I can talk to you guys. If I couldn’t, I probably would have lost my mind by now. *I laugh softly and trace the stitched cut that starts from the left corner of my lip with my finger*
-Raven
Yes, I know that feeling too.
*hatter leans against the wall in the alley he last saw noah* I really hope he hasn’t gone that far *hatter looks at his silver pocket watch* dammit he’s late Noah you mind coming by? If it’s not a hassle?
*looks upon the sheer destruction* This is madness, they will not stop unless they are forced to. If only I had not given up my power I would not be so useless.*golden aura begins to envelop him as he stands over the field of corpses* Oh….what is this? This power? Ahhh yes, it seems I am had something hidden. Very well, I shall indulge in some(actually a lot) nostalgia.* the golden aura becomes
golden armor and from the heavens falls 4 weapons, a sword as fiery as boiling magma, a staff as cold as winter, a dagger of nigh uncatchable wind, a hammer forged of Obsidian *He stands there puzzled and surprised* How will I wield four weapons at once?