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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 18 2011, 07:44 AM (1,019 Views) | |
| -Jacquerel- | Feb 18 2011, 07:44 AM Post #1 |
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BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP Robert's alarm clock wouldn't shut up. It had been going on now for about ten minutes, and nothing he seemed to do seemed to make it stop. He'd pressed the button, pressed it a couple more times, hammered the button harder, smashed his fist against the top of the box and even pulled out the plug but somehow even without power it still managed to play the godawful noise. He considered smashing it or throwing it out of the window, but it had been a gift and he wanted to try and avoid breaking it if possible. Still, it was pretty annoying. It was only a little past 8 AM and he'd only got to sleep a couple of hours earlier, working the fire shift from 6:00 'til 6:00. What with the higher than average number of superpowered citizens, the city tended to need quite a lot of firemen. Robert's somewhat unique physiology meant that he didn't really require a great deal of sleep, still habits were hard to break and even if it wasn't necessary that didn't mean he didn't enjoy it! He was up now though, and it didn't seem likely he was going drift back off into dreamland with that racket going on as it had been explicitly designed to wake people up. "God damn it..." Best course of action was probably to take the thing to his good friend Metal Chao who had a reputation for being good at fixing this sort of problem. He'd have to find someone to wrap it up with first though, his neighbours probably wouldn't appreciate him waking them up too, it was a Sunday after all and most people would probably still be fast asleep. Of course by the time he got out of the door, the clock wrapped in several layers of cloth and plastic bags at the bottom of a backpack, he realised that assembling his home-made soundproofing had simply been a huge waste of time. The sound of broken alarm clocks and cursing, grouchy citizens could be heard ringing from open windows all across the city. =================================================== YOU WAKE UP IN A CITY YOUR ALARM CLOCK IS BROKEN WHAT DO YOU DO_____? Ok maybe the plot is a bit more complex than that. But honestly, most of the RPs people have done recently are sort of subtle or low key (I'm not saying this is a bad thing) and I think that often I am not very subtle. The events in this roleplay are not likely to be very subtle (or the main ones, hopefully not absolutely every plot twist will be completely obvious beforehand). As you MAY HAVE GUESSED, the diabolical plan of our to-be-revealed villains is a little more complex than making everyone annoyed by waking them up at what might be the wrong time and soon I-don't-know-the-name-of-this City will find itself under siege! I've been thinking of bits of this story for a while and dawdling about making it into anything and so I finally just decided to make a thread and try and get people to start posting. I will be honest, while I expect we'll get at least one or two nice pages I'm pretty sure this (like almost every other RP ever) probably isn't going to come to a conclusion, but it will help me fill some holes in my canon if I decide to make my idea into something else later on (although I probably won't steal your characters ;) ) So umm... I don't think I've really missed out anything I need to say here. I don't think I have to explain any rules, you can post profiles if you want but they aren't really required because I think we all know eachother anyway Feel free to start posting? The main events should kick in after a few people have signed up, I just wanted to give you a chance to set your own scene and maybe meet someone else before things start happening |
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| -Patrick- | Feb 19 2011, 06:42 AM Post #2 |
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(Alright MC, I got a bit more free time so I'll jump on the bandwagon. I'll use my newest member,)Aksahcorp Noved) The customs of this world greatly differed from that of his home Elemence. People flocking at different places at different positions of the sun, known to the humans as time. Aksahcorp managed to gain some currency to support himself during his visit to Earth by helping the needy wrinkled folks or anyone else that looked like they need a helping hand. He was in a room he rented in exchange for some of the currency he had earned for himself. The room seemed basic since it was fairly small and only contained a single bed, a small table, and a noise box that flashed the number 8:00 on it. The sun was high enough to have light leak into his rented room through the window. A calm cool breeze occasionally blew into the room and nudged the thin fabric that covered the window. "The Human race is very complex. Their technology differs greatly from Elemence's. I'm glad that Patrick person allowed me to come with them to Earth." Aksahcorp was laying down at the foot of the bed just going through his mind everything that he has seen or done within the past seven Earth days. Earth's days were shorter which made it seem like he would hardly ever sleep and when he would he would be sleeping for a full Earth day. His mind was wondering freely as he laid on the bed that is until he heard a noise coming from outside his window. Aksahcorp jumped up and curiously walked up to the window, peering out to try to locate the source of the loud noise. Confusion came to him as he couldn't see what was making the noise as nothing was out on the paths the humans 'drive' on, but it causing trouble with the people living around him. Aksahcorp would only listen to the people shouting or moaning words that were muffled from the walls of his room to make out what was being said. |
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| Psycho Werekitsune | Feb 19 2011, 10:35 PM Post #3 |
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(I'm kinda interested, but I'd like to know more about this city "with a higher than average number of superheroes". I only have a handful of characters that can travel so it'd be nice to know exactly where this place is. The other thing is, what exactly classifies as an average number and how did people come to this concensus?) |
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| -Jacquerel- | Feb 20 2011, 03:25 PM Post #4 |
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((I don't really know to be honest Psycho, I don't know what the canon name of this board's city is or anything or what facts are meant to be about it so I just tried to skirt around the issue. Seems sensible to me that there'd be more fires than usual as all the action seems to happen in one place all the time, but it was just a throwaway line that you can ignore if it clashes with what your ideas were, could even just be Robert's completely inaccurate opinion :V Also the internet was out for my whole house for about 24 hours just after I posted the topic, talk about bad timing)) |
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| Psycho Werekitsune | Feb 23 2011, 04:13 AM Post #5 |
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(Well, the thing is, what I'm trying to go for with this board's canon is keeping it real and having RPs take place all over the place. There isn't just one city, you have an entire universe to work with and places could be both, fictional and real. In any case, I'm going to just assume this takes place in New Alastia. I'll do my best to help you keep this going though, so try not to fret about it. :3) It was rather early in the day on a weekend, but some people did not have an aversion to working under such conditions. Adrian Bartholomew was one such individual, who had just arrived back in town from a trip to Paris. He had personally visited Aegistech's main European branch on important business a few days prior and was carrying with him a case filled with important samples for research. The plane had just finished taxi-ing into the airport, the pilot prompting the passengers to leave via exits. He got up from his seat and procured his cellphone, and rifled through his messages as he stepped out of the plane. After the business of passing through customs and procuring his luggage, he immediately headed for the parking lot, where he had left his car. He made a call in to the office to make sure there was someone on hand to help him with the samples later on. Not before a quick detour though. I really need a shower and something to eat. He started up his car and began driving back into town. His appartment was located in the midtown area, but since he was in no hurry to get there, he continued driving at a casual pace. |
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| -Jacquerel- | Mar 1 2011, 07:08 AM Post #6 |
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((Picked a pretty silly time to start this all things considered, as I then went on a three day, internet-less holiday followed by an exam :V )) There was already a small group of locals standing around Metal Chao's workshop, muttering to eachother and comparing clocks. Rather than push through them Robert decided to sneak round the side and into a back entrance, which was how he found Metal Chao surrounded by a circle of ringing timepieces in various states of repair, smashing one of them to pieces with a hammer. "SHUT UP YOU USELESS PIECE OF GARBAGE IT IS NOT EIGHT AM ANY MORE AND NOBODY TOLD YOU TO GO OFF SHUT UP SHUT UP STOP RINGING" "Uhh..." Robert crept slowly into the room, his friend apparently unable to hear him over the racket all of the clocks were making (or perhaps just too absorbed in vandalising someone else's antique clock radio). "YOU'RE NOT EVEN PLUGGED IN STOP IT THIS INSTANT" "I uh... I guess you don't know what's wrong with the clocks huh?" Metal Chao whirled around in suprise, still brandishing the hammer and almost smashing Robert in the kneecaps. After a few seconds he seemed to realise what he was staring at and tenderly dropped the tool to the ground. "No and I never want to see one ever again so if your vibrating backpack contains what I think it does then I would advise you to leave it in there." He looked around at the strewn wreckage of various clocks he had already smashed to bits, apprently in some sort of quest to find out how to fix them but probably just because he couldn't stand the noise any more. "I guess I should probably see about putting those back together huh?" "Well they've stopped ringing but I'm not sure that the owners would have come to you if they wanted them stopped by being smashed in half." "Hmmm, you might be onto something there." After a few minutes of re-assembly (even on his rampage, Metal Chao has been sensible enough not to smash any clocks that weren't made of metal and thus very easily reassembled for someone who can just stick his arm onto a plate of steel to reshape it) the ringing in the room made conversation almost impossible, but at least nobody was going to charge him for damages. "I have to say, this is perhaps the stupidest evil plot I have ever experienced, and up until now I thought I'd got away from all that nonsense too." "What?" "I mean having all these clocks going off at once can't be a natural phenomenon and it's pretty impressive how they've managed to do it when they're not even plugged in, wish I knew how they'd done that actually... But it's hardly diabolical is it? It's just an annoying noise." "What? I can't hear you over all these clocks!" "What was that?" "What?" "I said, 'What did you just say?'" "I said I can't hear you over all these clocks." "What?" It was at that moment, exactly fifteen minutes after they had started, that the clocks suddenly all stopped ringing again. "God, about time. Honestly I thought with that last move I'd maybe finally found somewhere where But no, it turns out that they're still around but today's supernatural agressor is just interested in waking everyone up early instead of destroying the known universe." "Do you think that was it?" "Honestly I have no idea. Surely nobody would make all of this noise as an end, they must be trying to attract our attention." Robert looked around the room. "To what?" "Hell knows, probably nothing we'd see from in here in any case. Hey, do you think they'll still pay me for these? They've stopped ringing now..." |
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| -Emerald Spirit- | Mar 6 2011, 02:37 AM Post #7 |
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"Mmmph...no...no, the cookies are for the king...rolls are for the dog..." Cyrus tossed under his blanket. "...then use the plasma and take me to nnghshhngngff...no I haven't lost my memory what are you talking ab-..." There was beeping echoing throughout his room, and yet his unconscious state fought back as valiantly as possible. Despite his efforts, he awoke, keeping his eyes shut, hoping he'd fall back asleep. "Don't wanna get up, don't need to get up...why did I even set..." Cyrus' eyes snapped open. "...I don't have an alarm clock. What the ffff..." He dragged himself out of bed and looked around. The sound was incessant, evil, penetrating...the worst sound in the world, and it seemed to be growing louder. He clasped his hands over his ears. eyes shut tight, and stumbled around. "I FUCKING HATE ALARM CLOCKS, MAKE IT STOOOOOOOOP!" And they did. Every clock that had been going off and echoing through Cyrus' empty bedroom ceased ringing at once. One eye opened, and then another. Huh. How awesome am I? He sat down on his bed with a sigh. I'm already up. Fuck it. Slowly, he dressed himself and dragged himself outside, heading to the local Bill Stevens restaurant for some sweet sin-namon pancakes. If I'm gonna be up THIS early, might as well make the best of it. |
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| Psycho Werekitsune | Mar 14 2011, 05:06 AM Post #8 |
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Adrian finally made his way home, unlocking his door and entering his home, carefully placing the case on the coffee table nearby. He then took notice of the rather loud beeping noises coming from various parts of the house, noises that sounded like alarms from his clocks. However, the moment he began to wonder what it was all about, they immediately ceased. How peculiar...I don't recall ever setting any alarms before I left. He shrugged off as being nothing more than a glitch before hefting his suitcase to the bedroom and cracking it open on his bed. He would deal with unpacking later, as he was much in need of a shower before heading off to the center for work. He stripped down and got in, taking his time to clean himself off thoroughly before getting back out and changing into a fresh set of clothes. Once everything was in place and he felt that all was ready, he grabbed the case on his way out and returned to the parked car in the driveway before driving off towards the center. |
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| -Hedj- | Mar 15 2011, 03:32 PM Post #9 |
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The loud, clattering sound of an alarm in the lair of the beast was soon met with a loud snarl and an almighty crunch, thus cutting off the chorus of Dragula, accompanied with a rhythmic BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. A large muscular hand had gripped the nearest alarm clock and destroyed it in its powerful grasp, drawing blood from its own fist with glossy black claws - but not caring. The offending object had been destroyed. The hand withdrew to its hiding place after releasing the shattered pieces of plastic and metal to the desk on which they were once sat whole. And then Hedj rolled over and realised her partner's alarm was going off as well. They'd, in fact, gone off in unison - she had been wondering whose bright idea it was to mix Dragula with Happiness In Slavery. With that same BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. "Rrmfmrrmmm Mech turn yer fuckin' alarm off..." She growled, still half-asleep. The figure lying next to her rolled over to face her, red eyes showing more than a hint of confusion. "I didn't set my alarm." He rubbed his eyes as the two sat up, remaining groggy until he'd spotted the blood. "... Why's your hand bleeding!?" "Oh." She glanced at her palm and inspected the punctures briefly. "... Musta caught m'self when I hit the snooze." She took a moment to glance to the remains of her alarm clock. "Okay. I did more'n hit the snooze." "I didn't even set my alarm." "Come t'think, neither did I. Today's my day off." "..." "... FUCK YOU SANTA! JUST 'COS YER BORED AN' ONLY GET ONE DAY O' WORK!" Mechalon rubbed his forehead slightly and sighed as he watched his very angry half-asleep girlfriend stumble out of bed, throw clothes on and storm out, declaring her intent to hunt down whoever set their alarm clocks. He'd managed to convince her, at least, that Santa was not likely behind this before she left, and once she had left he attempted to hit the snooze on his own clock. It continued to beep. He twitched and pulled the covers and his wings around himself, sandwiching his head between pillows to try and block out the noise. It took a quarter of an hour to stop, and by then he had passed out from tiredness again. --------------------------------------------------- Hedj had stomped and growled out of her apartment, and was storming down the street in her usual attire, albeit hastily fastening the last button at the collar up as she walked, and fumbling slightly out of exhaustion. It was their own faults for staying up all night playing MvC3, yes, but they didn't even set alarms! Bizarrely, the outside world that was the city streets was chiming with various alarms, with that overall arcing rhythm of BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP in accompaniment. 'I needa get to the bottom o' this fast, or city night life will really suck...' After about 8 minutes of her being on the street, everything stopped, but she carried on, grumbling about how Mech got to sleep in and she didn't rassmfrassm lazy git. |
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| -Patrick- | Mar 23 2011, 05:38 AM Post #10 |
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The noise that Aksahcorp heard outside his room began within the bounds within the room he had rented. He turned to the source of the sudden bursts of noise. He understood now why everyone was grunting and groaning due to the horrible sound. He pressed the various buttons on the noise box, hoping at least one would quiet the man made monster. The button pressing proved no use and a headache began to form from the sounds consistent blaring. "That's enough of this annoying object." Shadow matter flowed out of the sleeves of his long coat and smothered the noise box. The shadow covered object was then hovering about Aksahcorp's hands, sitting in the mercy of him. Aksahcorp extended his arms to his sides and the object was torn in half by the shadow matter which when was tossed out the window of his room. After calming himself down, he decided that he should go for a walk outside and watch everyone live their days. Aksahcorp's shadow grew from beneath him and slowly pulled him through, only to slowly reappear in the alleyway of the building in the shaded area. Though he felt out of place due his dark appearance, he hoped to make someone's day with a little chatting, spite what people may think of him. The sun was hiding behind taller structures everyday around this time so there was plenty of shade. The rays of light bounced off of the reflective surfaces and onto some walls and walkways . Aksahcorp sat down on a bench close to where he came from just observing everything around him. Most people around him at this time looked as if they were sleepwalking, but that was probably due to the alarms earlier |
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| Psycho Werekitsune | Apr 8 2011, 09:58 PM Post #11 |
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(MC, I don't mean to sound rude but, it's kinda hard to keep your RP going if you're not posting in it and give us any direction to head in. The alarm clocks are a nice initial distraction but we need more to work with if we're going to be taking an active part in whatever it is you have planned for this. Just throwing that out there.) |
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| -Jacquerel- | Apr 8 2011, 10:31 PM Post #12 |
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(Yeah sorry, I'm totally aware of this and it is indeed all my fault. I've been on holiday with minimal computer access for a couple of weeks and now I've come back with a glut of work and other projects that I need a computer for that I need to finish, but when that's out of the way I'll be posting here) |
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| -Jacquerel- | Apr 11 2011, 05:31 PM Post #13 |
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(Sorry again for the delay, like I said I've been a little swamped by other commitments but I'll try and keep posting in here now. The rest of the month is going to continue to be pretty busy so I'll probably still be quite slow (though certainly not quite this slow) but after that I'll be free for Summer I do have sort of a niggling feeling that maybe I'm now moving events forward a little bit too fast to compensate, and that maybe this perhaps slightly more old fashioned plot doesn't really suit anyone any more, but I'm not going to find out until I post it so there's no sense getting hung up about it) _______________________________________________________________ The customers filed out with their apparently repaired timepieces. Metal Chao had begrudgingly had to admit that he hadn't actually done anything at all and they'd fixed themselves, and thus hadn't really made any sort of profit out of the whole thing. "What a waste of a morning." "Yeah... Huh, I wonder what they're all looking at?" "What?" Most of the small group of people who had been in the shop were still standing around outside in a little huddle, looking up at something that was just out of view. "Probably nothing, who cares?" "Well I'm going to go take a look" "Suit yourself" It was a bright enough morning outside as mornings go and not too cold, not that Robert could even feel temperature anymore apart from a little heat sensor icon he could call up from his augmented vision if he was ever particularly interested in how hot it was, which admittedly wasn't actually all that often. The object of interest appeared to be some kind of red rectangle floating in the air and flickering like a faulty television screen. As far as Robert could tell there was another one a little way along the street and perhaps more further along, possibly all over the city. He started to try walking around it to see what it looked like from the other side when a youthful face suddenly appeared on the screen, female with long red hair and some kind of shiny tiara made of black metal. "Holograms is it? Whatever next? "I thought you were saying inside" "Girl looks young enough to be my daughter" Metal Chao said, using his masterful conversational skills to stealthily change the subject. Robert sighed and shook his head. "You do remember that you were born in 2002 right?" "That's 45 in Chao years boy and you'd do well to remember it!" "Yes but the point is that she's clearly not a-" "Hello citizens! Is this thing on?" Metal Chao hastily shushed Robert as the girl began to talk. "Awfully sorry for that racket earlier but we've found it's among the best methods for getting peoples' attention and I really think that this is quite important. I'll just take another moment of your time and then you can go back to doing whatever you were doing earlier, ok? Right, well. My name is Brianna Ironcrown and I'm here representing The Black Temple of the Great Prophet Ragnar's Holy Empire of Sacred Humanity. Good news! Your home is now officially part of our far stretching and prosperous kingdom and this lucky city even has the honour of becoming the new planetary capital! Now I know you are wondering 'what does this mean for me?', maybe throwing around ugly words like 'invasion', but worry not! This should make very little impact on your daily lives and we'll even permit you to keep running your existing governments however you like. There's only two little things we need to do, one is to set up an embassy somewhere on the outskirts of this nice little place you live in, and the other is to round up all the disgusting mutants and beastmen you've got running around and stop them from breeding and spreading their disease any further. You may well be seeing our enforcers shortly to come and say hello! Don't try to hide! Thank you for your time, enjoy the rest of your day and maybe I'll see you again soon! The screens snapped off as one, plunging the streets back into an awkward temporary silence. "..." "..." "..." "That's completely ridiculous, is this some kind of joke here? Because it sounds like one to me. First wake everyone up, then scare them with some stupid invasion story. I'm not buying it. I mean there's probably plenty of people around that wouldn't mind a few less of us weirdos taking their jobs because they can't fly or breathe fire but if there's one thing that's going to get the entire world's armed forces angry at once is some outside power coming in and telling them they can't use invincible freaks any more. And they'd probably want to protect their countries too I suppose. How are you going to fight a planet? Especially with a kid in charge like that? This is entirely implausible." "Yeah probably." Somehow, Robert didn't look particularly convinced and nor did any of the other people standing out on the streets. It's easy to think something is theoretically impossible, but when someone is directly threatening you with it then it's a little less easy to believe it. If this was some kind of practical joke, someone was certainly paying through the nose for it. "At least maybe some people will want to buy guns today right? This can only be a good thing for me." "Sure, of course." |
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| -Hedj- | Apr 12 2011, 04:23 PM Post #14 |
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Upon receiving the message, Hedj stared blankly at where the screen had been for a few moments. Her face began to twist to show a building bestial rage, claws extending. The people around her backed away, not just out of fear of her but also because they feared they would be caught in the crossfire when she was eventually dealt with. "GRRRAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Once the rage built to breaking point, she let out a fierce bellow, and ki flashed around her like lavender fire. She then began to charge on all fours back to her apartment. The force of her rage, her weight and her power cracked the sidewalks slightly with each footfall, and she growled with each breath she took. "I can't let them take Mechalon," she thought to herself. "Even if it means letting the beast consume me, even just for a while, I can't let them take him." ----------------------------------------- At a nearby coffee house, a gasp was heard, a coffee mug shattered, and a woman began to run down the street in a panic. |
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| Psycho Werekitsune | Apr 14 2011, 06:07 PM Post #15 |
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Adrian was still on the road when he was brought to an abrupt stop at an intersection, which. was in gridlock, possibly due to an accident in the center of it. Not only was it strange for this many people to be out and about at such an early hour of the day, but the fact that not a single person was seated in their car, rather, they were all standing around and staring off towards the center. Believeing he could be of aid, Adrian hopped out and began to make his way forward, pushing past the unassuming people. "What seems to be the trouble here?" "Just take a look at that." His gaze followed the general direction the man was pointing towards and he finally saw the cause of the commotion; some kind of holographic display of a young girl. He listened to the message intently before it ended, causing the display to vanish back whence it came. "Mutants and beastmen? Is this some kind of publicity stunt for a new movie?" "I've gotta say, those were some gnarly effects. Looks like they've got some no talent kid for the lead role though." The people continued to muse on, some interested in the prospects of whatever entertainment this message may have outlined and others irritated that they were stuck in traffic because of a cheap publicity stunt. Regardless, people finally began moving on, returning to their vehicles and continuing towards their destinations. Hmmm...interesting. Adrian pressed forward towards the center, mulling over the message through his head and attempting to make sense of it. Knowing full well of the entertainment industry's boom, it was not a stretch that this was nothing more than a publicity stunt. However, experience had taught him well to keep other options in mind and not to jump to conclusions. Whatever the case there was nothing much he could do due to what little knowledge he had of the event but he would be sure to give the mayor a call when he arrived at his office to inquire a little more into it. He was not sure he was willing to believe that aliens with advanced technology wanted to invade one meager city on a very small planet merely for some obscure extermination mission; the thought seemed very..."small time". Then again, he considered the person who had given the message and her age and kept in mind that he has seen stranger things during his lifetime. |
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