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Imagine...

Somewhere, in the near future. There is a sudden increase in activity in the US and large parts of Canada. Reports talk about the sudden appearance of creatures all over the US, varied in looks, but all are agressive, killing and enslaving all they see. 'Aliens?' is a usual answer in the beginning. The answer on that question, if it ever appears is strange. Depending on where the reprorts come from they tell of humanoids with long ears, oddly shaped eyes, tall and lithe and powerfull ... welll, magic, or of shorter, stronger humanoids with beards and axes, scaled, aggresive humanoids with tusks, small, green, filthy and frail humanoids in large numbers and many more creatures, not belonging in the realm of Science fiction, but in that of Fantasy.

The tone of the reports soon changes, as the invaders appear everywhere, and the Armed forces face such an unconventional enemy, cities are taken and communications fails. Airforce 1 containing the president has send a distress signal and went quiet. WHite House and the congress building was destroyed by what could only be described as a dragon. The whereabouts of the congresmen themselves are unknown. After mere hours, nearly all communication between the US and the rest of the world is lost.

All over the world panic breaks out, as economics take nosedives and weaker democracies fail. Religous fanatics take both sides, welcoming the invaders as the hand of God, or calling for holy wars against the demons. Different oppinions are fighting everywhere, and only time can tell what countries will make what decision. in the meantime, the different strangers in the new world explore their new surroundings.

OOC: So, this is the start. You can be one of the people in the US trying to survive/find out what the heck is going on/ take some bastards with you OR you can be the leader of another country/leader of American troops stationed somewhere else freeing your allies or even just take this one chance to conquer the US. Or you could play a fantasy race. Most of them hold humans in contempt for lack of magic, considering them animals. They arrived here trough a portal by the order of their leaders back home, but why they still don't know (and I don't have an idea either. We'll see) I will wait for picking my role (if I will do that) to see wich are still empty.


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*Monday morning. BiShou sits at his comp, reading the latest post on one of his more frequented forums. Chuckling to himself as another RP begins, he clicks to reply. As the page loads, a shout is heard from the other room*

/Sister: Holy shit! Look at what's on TV!!

*BiShou shrugs it off, as his sister is known for her idiocy... until he hears his mother cry out as well*

<font color=darkred>What the hell?</font>

*He jumps from his seat and heads to the other room, only to find mass panic all over the news. Wide eyed, BiShou double takes between his room and the television*
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Oh... my... fucking... God... </font>

*He runs back to his room and hits the back button and rereads the originating post. His face grows grim for a second, then he gets a wild idea, and resumes postinga reply... to which he adds*

<font color=darkred>Now then... let's see how this shit works... Just a couple more details, and...</font>

*With a bright flash, as BiShou pushes submit, the table next to him smokes for a second, and sitting upon it is all of the items he has ever used in online RP's... complette wiuth cloak and his Red Cigarette(tm). Grinning wide, he dons the equipment and sits back, waiting to see who's next, and where he's off to first.*

<font color=darkred>It's showtime...</font>

[OOC]Okei, so I'm takingthis in the diredtion of, it's really me, moreso than other RP's I've done here... If this contradicts anything, and people would like it changed, OOC me and I'll spiff it up. *nods* Well now... let's have some fun, shall we? ^__~ [/OOC]

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/Chris sits at his computer

*Now this is no ordinary Chris, this is Chris # 0000001... The original Chris*

/Chris sits at his computer eating cornflakes with beer instead of milk, downloading porn, posting on his favorite message board and chatting with friends

*Suddenly, his news ticker at the bottom of the page shows up blank*

What the hell?

*Then the internet fails on him*

GOD DAMN COMPAQ PIECE OF SHIT!!!!!

/Chris does a check on where the failure has come from

Hmm... it isn't the computer after all.

/Chris knocks on the wall of his room

Hey Yuki! C'mere, you're gonna wanna see this.

/Yuki walks in to the room

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My internet isn't working, and its not my computer.
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Yours isn't working either?

*Another person walks in to the room, he looks to be about 21 and has black hair*

Leo: The world is being overthrown by fantasy characters.

Chris and Tim: What!?!?

Leo: Yep, your internet is down because they're everywhere. Even here in Pullman.

Shit! Wait... This is perfect!

/Chris grins

I have a plan.

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(first of all i wod lick to tell every body that i am a dyslektik so dont mes whit me if the speling is bad)

"this is funn"

the elemental screams wen he sets anader bumm on fier.

"se they run araud licke ants...burning ants non the les"

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*Clay is driving through New Mexico in a 1985 Ryder bobtail Truck.*

"Stupid Border guards, never think someone could smuggle drugs across the border in New Mexico instead of Texas, or California. Of course having been in the border patrol for 10 years helps alot. Shit, it's hot! I'm doing Canada next time. <font size=4>WHAT THE...</font>"

*Clay swerves off the road as he sees somethinng massve suddenly take up both lanes of the lonely highway. Seconds later he jumps out of the car with a Barrett Arms .50 caliber (for Border Patrol Helicopters and cars)*

"Listen you fucking hallucination! This isn't funny! I don't do this shit! I just sell it and you don't belong in this world! You are not a Fucking Hill Giant and I'm not cra..shit! Take a swing at me motherfucker?! Take this!"

<font size=6>*BLAM* *BLAM* *BLAM*</font>


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Drachen sit quietly at his computer, taking yetanother baka "what kind of ... are you" test.

Suddenly, the power flickers and dies. Cursing he stands a looks outside, wondering if a lightning storm had moved in while he wasn't paying attention. What he saw was more amazing than any lightning.

A man, nearly twenty feet tall, his skin a pale blue, stood waving what appeared to be a giant club around, tangling it in the power lines. That explained the sudden loss of power. But hwo to explain the giant sitting in the middle of his apartment complex.

Heading around the house, he grabs his issue combat boots, and a few other supplies. Flashlight, matches, lighter, knife, couple o ham sandwiches, and a carton of smokes.

Then heading back to the apartment, he retrieves his custom-made hand-and-a-half sword. (Actually do own this one.)

Tossing his stuff in a backpack, he steps outside, locking the door.

"Now let's see where this big guy came from. Finally gona have some real fun around this hellhole."

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Fellor looked at the goblin motley assembled before him, and sighed.

Is this what we Elves have come to? Using goblins, and sprites, and other low fearie races.

Fellor's gaze came upon the the motley's boss,Dragonbait, and he spoke, "You will go the world of men and find me any news of traitor Kaga-Shur.Understood?"

"Yes master."

"Do not return until you have something. You will leave immediatly." With that Fellor turned and left the audience chamber.

One of the younger goblins,Grix,looked to his boss, "Must wees do this?"

"Yes. Yous heard the master."

Grix snorted, "He only master cause his castle landed on village."

"Yes, but hees stronger than us, so will serve for now. Now come lets get things and go."

Dragonbait led them out of the castle and whatever would await them in the human world.


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Enter: Michio

It was a beautiful day for me. Bright sunshine, slight breeze blowing, perfect time to meditate. I sit in the lotus position on the ground and just feel the energy flowing through everything.

I should explain myself first. The name is Michio, I'm a Japanese Buddhist Warrior Monk. 22 years old , bald, some muscles and actually kind of tall for a Japanese person. (5'7")

I've been in the Order for a long time. I've been taught martial arts as well as wielding bobbed staffs that are 6'5" tall. Since I'm Buddhist, I know about the innate energy in everything called Chi. I can work with it and make fireballs and/or an energy shield or increase my agility and speed. Never both at the same time. My fireballs only react to evil energy so if you have good intentions, the ball will just pass through you without harming you.

Since I became a Warrior, I've been on many travels, including meeting with Bishounenkami. The specifics aren't necessary, but the end result is that I respect him and sort of come to his aid if necessary, if anything just for support.


Now, back to reality.

I was starting to enter meditation when I could feel a sickening disturbance. The Earth's Chi was being thrown out of whack by something.

'What the...?'

The next thing I know three squat green scaly creatures seemed to materialize in front of me. They were wielding axes and other sharp instruments of destruction. I look up and get up to my feet.

'What are you three?'

"None of your business, we're here to take you out, that's all. Nothing personal really."

'I'm sorry, but I will have to take it personally. I hope your souls are prepared for the next life.'

"It's you that needs to..."

By the time the middle creature had gotten that far in his sentence, I had run at full speed towards his comrade to his left, jumped into the air, raised a fist and slammed it into his head, caving it in and killing him instantly. Then I had jumped off the corpse and over the middle creature.

I brought my feet together and stuck my feet as far forward as they could, turning them into like a spear and impaling the second creature through the chest and killing him.

The last remaining creature had seen the carnage by now and was petrified that he didn't see me doing it but only the aftermath. I turned to him and before anything else happened he disappeared the same way he came in. His friends' bodies then started to emit a gas and they disintegrated into gas until there was nothing left of them.

'This is too wierd to be normal. I better go to Bishou and see if he needs some help.'

I take off towards his home, hoping that he's been able to get himself ready for what appears to be an epic battle as I can feel the Earth seeming to cry out in pain as this "infection" continued to poison her Chi.

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*The Hill Giant staggers under the force of rounds designed to take out armored trucks. Clay continues to wax psychotic.*

"Not good enough Giant! You're bleeding but not disappearing!!! I warned you goddamnitt!!!"

<font size=6>*BLAM!*</font>

*The giant drops to the ground with a tremendous <font size=4>*THUD*</font> and a massive hole in it's head where an eye would be if it were a Cyclops. Clay then runs to the van throws his Rifle in the Passenger side, and hauls ass to his nearest hiding spot to dump the load he's carrying. He then reloads the clip in his gun, and heads into the nearest town.*

*As he's heading though town to the Hotel he usually stays in he sees a 20ft tall blue giant swinging a club and fucking up the local power lines*

"NO! NO, NO, NO, NO, <font size=4>NO!</font> there will be no Giant infestations in my area of the country!"

*Jumps out of the Van again with his .50 cal Rifle.*

<font size=3> "GO AWAY MONSTER! GET OUT! GO NORTH, GO TO CALIFORNIA! GO TO NEW YORK! GET OUT OF MY STATE! ACK!!!"...*CRASH*..."I TRIED NICE AND YOU THROW A CHEVY METRO AT ME!? FUCK YOU!!!"</font>

<font size=5>*BLAM*...*BLAM**BLAM*BLAM*</font>

<font size=4>*THUD*</font>

*Clay sees someone running out of an apartment building with a bastard sword and wearing combat boots! Clay pulls out a Ruger Super Redhawk .454 Casull.*

"HOLD IT! WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?! ARE YOU RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS, THIS GODDAMN D&D GAME GONE HORRIBLY WRONG!?"
{I almost wish I hadn't shot Jack Chick now...}

OOC/Sorry Drachen, didn't really know where you were supposed to be but Albuquerque, New Mexico is as good as anywhere, and we can't run this whole RPG individually...however, if you wan't to be elsewhere, time and space could have easily warped my char. from the border to anywhere in North America./OOC

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"no one can se me. ok time to heal the bums and start looking for som humans that kod help me"

he heals the burn mark on the bums.

Ok hers the story the elemental is from the oter world and this one att the sam time i wont explain now it wod tack to long any way hes a rebel agenst the oder fantasy things and ar traing to help the humans.

powers:kontroling the elements.

"wow look att that. 2 humas fighting a blu giant maybe i kan healp dem"

lands next to the gun sliger.

"hello boys"

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"ACKK! No! someone seriously is playing a joke on me involving LSD!"

*Swings his gun on the new arrival*

<font size=4>"What the fuck are you?!?"</font>

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avojds the gun and then starts to burn.

"I am a elemental and i dont fink LSD is involvd in this, its mor likly to hawe somfing somthing to do whit the new quin in the oder plane of existens"

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*Sitting on top of his jeep watching the girls go by, SHO takes a long sip from his big ass Big Gulp and devours another handful of cheetos*

SHO: Man, I love getting away to (wherever we are). The sun (or lack of depending on where we are) just makes me want to (a. dance or b. cry).

*SHO looks up and sees his old buddy Clay shooting a giant.*

SHO: Hey Clay, what ya doing?

Clay: Trying to kill a drug induced halucination!

SHO: Oh, how's that going for you?

Clay: Not bad, I think I killed it.

SHO: Um, Clay, if it;s drug induced, you would have to be on drugs, right?

Clay: Yeah?

SHO: But you dont DO drugs, you just sell them right?

Clay: Yeah?

SHO: I'm pretty sure no one could have slipped you anything.

Clay, Is there a point, SHO?

SHO: Sure, um I can see it to, and right next to you is some kinda um, elemental I think.

Clay: "ACKK! No! someone seriously is playing a joke on me involving LSD!"

SHO: Maybe so cowboy, but it's a really good one, want a hand or a sword as the case may be.

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"Uhhh...Yeah sounds good. we are having reality issues here I think. Um, need a gun SHO? I have more than is socially acceptable in Israel for God's sake. I can spare one."

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I would love a gun, despite the whole samurai thing I aint a bad shot, but I think that elemental is trying to make friends and since this is all probably just a bad reaction to processed cheese stuffs, I'm more than willing to hear him/it out.

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"Fine, I make friends, you go over to the van and pick out what you need. I got one of damn near everything and many of alot of things. All right hotfoot, you talk, I listen, we come to a point of mutual identification and decide on future action with or against one another. Sabe?"

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Glock Model 17 & 26(compact) pistols(9mm), Glock Model 21s (.45 ACP),
Glock Model 22 & 27s(c) .40 S&W.
Glock model 18s(9mm full auto pistol)

Ruger Super Redhawk-.454 Casull-.45 LC

Browning 12-GA pump assault shotguns (w/10 shell magazines)

AK-47s, Russian make, full auto

Ruger #1 .458 Winchester Magnum Bolt-Action rifles,

Ruger #1 .220 Swift Bolt-Action rifles.

Ruger T'SOB rifle scopes from 6-12x, easy mounting.
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"Woah shit, watch that thing, that aint my giant! I'm just trying to figureo ut what the hell is goin on."

Sudeenly, a fire elemental amds nearby, inquiring as to whether help was needed.

"Uuuhhhhh...sure, just don't piss off this dude here. He's got a hair trigger."

Drachen notices Sho sitting on his ride.

"Sho man, what's up? You know where this shiznat came from?"

At the mention of weapons, a lightbulb flashes over Drachen's head. When coming out of the apartment, Drachen had noticed that one of the buildings had been partially collapsed. Now that particular building happened to house a couple people Drachen wasn't too fond of. A cop, and a guy named Dave. Dave was a jerk, but had a nice big truck, with all the bells and whistles. And the cop, well the cop was kinda stupid and Drachn knew where the key's to his cop car were, and the car was always parked out front. Sprinting to the car, he retrieves the keys from their hiding spot and opens the driver's door of the cop car. Snagging the issue combat shotgun and some extra ammo which he shoves into his bag, he then proceeds to the ruined building. Takes the cop's service pistol and belt, along with handcuffs and nightstick, and proceeeds totake the key's to Daves Big Ass Truck.

He turns to the giant with a dramatic *clickCLICK* of the shot gun.

"Come get some."

ooc hey Albequerque works for me. I never specified, but it's all good. /ooc

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Furst of all i wod poit out i am not a fier elemental. And i am her to help you sins i think my quins intenchens ar wrong.


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OOC: i'm gonna use a race i sorta made up...humanoid feline, you get the picture... here's a bit of anintro comic for y'all. the race are called chantha, and the two main things of note are that they are instinctive vampire hunters and slayers, (their blood has a similar effect as holy water) and they have an instinctive fear of shadow monsters. hurin carries a sword that is possessed by a tempestuous dragon spirit, and often has trouble controlling it...caused him to kill his family in his sleeep... any ways, /OOC

Hurin Tharaka had no idea where he was. for that matter, he had no idea why he was surrounded by a troop of dead goblins. and he cretainly didn't want to know why there were chantha-bite sized chunks taken out of a number of the hapless greenskins.Hurin shuddered with revulsion and got his waterskin to wash the taste out of his mouth. he spat the tainted liquid out on the ground and watched it soak into the dry, cracked soil.

"something's wrong." Hurin muttered to himself. it was a habit he'd picked up the past three years of solitary travelling, and not one he was aware of. unable to discern what was causing his unease, the young chantha strolled several meters away from the cooling bodies of the goblins and sat down, determined to enjoy his few hours of respite from the old monster.

the dragon needed to sleep after any prolonged... activity, and Hurin was loathe to waste the precious time he had when he didn't have to fight it's constant pressure on his mind. there was something really...wrong about this place. what was it?

Hurin unbuckled the sword from his back, and flopped down on the dusty ground, staring at the blue sky, and breathed in the gritty air.

gritty AIR?

but it was, not just the dust from the plains, but traces of all sorts of unnatural smells, smells that didn't belong. something was very wrong indeed! some foul sorcery, no doubt! The Dragon!

"Dragon! Wake!" Hurin shouted into the cavern of his mind. "You old devil, what have you done this time?" slowly, the cavern filled with an enormous presence, almost feeling like it was crowding him out of his own skull. "WHY THOU CALL ME?" the booming mind-voice echoed about his skull.

"Where are we, fiend! what ungodly place have you magicked me away to?" Gods, smell the air! "A SHINING PORTAL, THROUGH. FOLLOWED THE GREEN ONES, I. HUNTED THEM, I."

"which direction is this portal you black hearted fiend!"

"KNOW NOT, I. CLOSED, IT DID."

wonderful. "Thank you, you devil, for landing me in some hell-scented wasteland. i shall curse you as my bones bleach in this hatefully hot sun!"hurin stood, and peered at the horizon in all directions. in the heat haze, hw thought he could see some sort of buildings. a town, perhaps?

grumbling, hurin set out towards what he fervently hoped wasn't some heat-induced imagining. "i swear, Dragon, one day i shall discover a way to cast you out, and i shall have you imprisoned in a - a - snail!"



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At a graveyard in Albequerque a figure is sitting laughing. At first glance he looks human, but his ears seem to be a tad longer, and his cheekbones more pronounced. To the unknowing observor, he would probably be called elven. That would have been considered a serious insult by elves and the man alike.

"How utterly delightful. How completely wonderful is this world." He looked around at the graves. "Such an uncontrolled world. Where all souls aren't held in check by some sort of 'balance', with so much passion, so much anger, ambition and anguish crammed into so few years that it is impossible to die in peace for these sods. All that power, just waiting for the person with the key to give them a little bit of existance. And preapred to do all for one that would allow them" His hand glowed green. "And that someone is me."

A wind began to blow.

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