All the Myths are True

EquinoxSol · Mar 10, 2013

All the Myths are True

A giant crater is all that remains of the largest city in the United States of America. Most sources don't know why, but this newspaper believes it to be the work of fantastical creatures. The government isn't giving out any information, though eyewitnesses have stated that something out of this world has been happening in New York.As we gain more information, we will provide it, and hopefully we will be able to figure out what is happening.

Three days ago, the magical creatures often told about in children's stories appeared in real life. Vampires, werewolves, fairies, elementals, mermaids, sea monsters, and a slew of other, less humanoid-looking creatures. When regular humans realized this, panic erupted. Of course, the creatures took this as an invitation to go on a rampage. Now, the largest cities are under attack by them, and no one knows why. We can only hope that humans won't be destroyed with the cities.

Our glamors failed. We don't know why, and we don't know how to fix it, but it's obvious that we won't be able to fix it soon enough. And now the humans can see us for what we really are. Everyone's scared. The more powerful of us, the fairies, dragons, and sea monsters, went crazy, and have started destroying humanity. But something else is happening. For some reason, all of us are being targeted by an unseen entity, and some of us are dying. The humans don't notice this, though. While they panic about us, we are panicking about the dying. May the gods protect us all.

Thane quickly gathered his things, stuffing everything he could into a bag. His home was one of a few still left standing, and only because he lived on the outskirts of the large city and not inside it like most others had. A few hours earlier, he had lost control of his shadows, and they were now pulsing around him like he was at a rave. Slinging his bag over his shoulder, he glanced out the back window to see if his garage was still intact.

It wasn't. That giant crash he had heard earlier must have been one of the Slineesh. Those still lived in North America, right? Shaking his head, he ran through the rest of his house, making sure he had everything he needed. Giving the front room a last sweep, he left, leaving the door wide opened behind him. He wouldn't be returning anytime soon, that was for sure. In the distance, he could see the silhouettes of Slineesh, Dragons, and even a giant sea monster looming out of the Hudson. The figures were only silhouettes because the destruction they had caused had thrown up giant clouds of ash and dust, leaving them to do who knows what with the city.

Running down the street, he tried to find something--anything--to make his progress faster. He needed to get out of the city. Earlier, he had heard that the government was planning on bombing the area, in an attempt to rid the city of the monsters. He absolutely didn't want to get caught in that, no sir.

However, in order to avoid that, first he had to avoid the monsters themselves, and that would be a challenge in and of itself.

OOC: http://www.iwakuroleplay.com/showthread.php?t=20394

Project 7X · Mar 14, 2013

Kegan's green eyes were focused on the TV in the living room, not exactly sure if he should believe what he was hearing and seeing. From what he could hear from the TV between his stumbling around in the kitchen, apparently mythical creatures had started appearing out of nowhere and were destroying cities, mainly New York. For the most part he was terrified. Sure, he and his family lived out in the country, but they were still pretty close to the city. And that was what frightened him the most.

He was home alone today, having not wanted to go shopping with his mother and siblings, and his dad was, as usual, at work again today. He doubted they knew any of this was going on, but also knew they were possibly in danger of being attacked. After all, all of them were in town save for him, and that made him feel a bit guilty. He was safe at home, while his family was out there under risk of getting eaten alive or worse. But he shook his head at the thought.

No, they'll be fine. Nothing will happen to them. Just stay home and stay alive, he thought to himself. But Kegan knew that was his coward side speaking, and that side was starting to get drowned out by his worry and slight protectiveness of his family. But, what if something DOES happen? Then it'll be my fault. My parents, my siblings, will be dead while I'm here alive and well. He scowled to himself, these thoughts running through his head as he consumed the sandwich he'd put together. He was honestly torn at what to do. He wanted to stay and be safe, but at the same time he wanted to make sure his family was alright. Finishing up his food, he came to the conclusion of heading into town just to check and make sure. Kegan swiftly got dressed and turned off the TV, heading outside and towards the town.

In the end, he hoped all of this was just some horrible nightmare…

Demonesqu · Apr 5, 2013

The city of New York was crumbling in the wake of mythical beings ruining lives of ethereal beings. Men, women, children scattered and screamed at the sight of over sized giants cover the grey sky, towering the sky scrapers. Alien like robotics scattered and rayed light all over the city, to mark their next devastating blows. The city was in the worst of chaos, a chaos no known man expected. A military fleet already stand forth towering creatures, all failed from unearthly blows of giants. The street was becoming dead, almost no signs of humans.

Fog and smoke scattered the streets and arose to the pale sky. Figures danced and vanished in their unearthly ways. Sirens and alarms also echoed the air. A cloaked figure only walks calmly among the cleared street. Each step was with grace and proceed. Out of the shadows and smog, it is clear it is of a woman. Her jeans peer from the teal-ish grey cloak that only went to her knees. The hood only covered partal of her face, revealing her thin but fleshly pink lips. Wavy light brown hair peak out from one-side. She took steps closer and closer to a building, her shoulders hunched and face kept low. It was as if she didn't want to be seen or recognized by face, although she was clearly out in the open. Ahead of her is a barricade of police cars, some parked and others smashed atop of one another. Behind the pile of machinery is a small bakery, windows shattered into millions of pieces. Bread and other baked goods scatter everywhere.

She jumps onto a police car and leaps to the other side. She kneels for a bit. Observing the entrance way of the bakery. Her wary eyes look both ways of the sidewalk before standing up. she uncloaks her hood. Her green eyes gaze upon everything around her with a fairly blank expression, her body stiff in one place. She finally takes steps to open the partially broken door. it skids in glass and falls more from its hinges. She peeks inside. The room is small, dark with the exception of a flickering wall light. She looks to the cums of bakery goods and food. She kneels down with slow and cautious movement, her cloak flails from the air. Suddenly the sound of a chair creeks against the linoleum floor. She looks look up quickly, she ducks her head, eyes squint. Ahead is the counter, what was left of one at least. She takes a small stance, still ducked low. She takes quick but quite steps towards it. She feels her hip, a dagger is placed close on a sheath, sharp and lethal. Emblems of green and gold are marked down the middle of it. She is at the side of it, a small two way door separates the entrance to backside of the counter. She hears more shuffling behind it. Dagger is clenched more in her hand. She places her other hand against it, breathes easy.

She pushes the door open without hesitation, her dagger raised high. In a flash she was about to strike down what was ever before her, but whatever was the figure, screeched loudly in fear. The small figure ducked its head, as if preparing for the blades impact. She stopped, only cementers from its leg. She breaths heavy through her nose, not a spec of possible freight/concern on her face. What was before her was a little girl, a blanket wrapped around her and dirt all over her body. Her small blue eyes were swollen from many tears. She slipped the dagger back into the sheath. dregged her knees to get closer to the girl.

"Please! Please don't hurt me!" she frantically screams. Without warning a full palm is pressed gently to her hand. Her face was only an inch from her nose.

"Shhh..." she said softly, a finger pressed to her lips. "I will not hurt you" the tone was quite, soft but almost dull and informative. Her eyes were hallow looking into the blues of the girl. The girl only nodded, figuring it was the only way of confirming enough trust to get her hand away from her lips. She slipped the hand slowly, as if prepared to smack it back in place if another loud peep was to come from the girl again. She only sniffled, her droopy almost pouty lips quivered looking at the woman before her. She choked down something, something like a whine before she curled away from her.

"W-who are you?" she whispered, her voice cracked. Her teary eyes dried slightly with pain and she winced away, taking her shoulder as a better substitute than her covered hands to wipe away her moistness.

"Well... For a while now, I've been Synthia Mayward."

Nekomimist · Apr 6, 2013

A burst of onyx flames swelled in the sky in an explosion of eerie fireworks. Ash fluttered against the blue heavens before coating the world below, covering a large portion of the city. A slump of black smoke hit the earth, leaving a man curled up on the pavement. The smack into the unforgiving ground startled the creature awake. The hard material beneath him was cool to the touch. His shoulder ached where it had collided with the strange stone. A trembling hand moved to rub his shoulder. He could not recall the last time he took human form. It wasn't the best disguise, as his giant black-flame wings still spread tall and wide from his back. The same flames danced around his ankles and wrists.

Dreams of breaking free from his slumber and slavery had plagued him, tricked him, countless times over centuries. To see such a strange world around him now only assured him this was just another twisted dream. On wobbling legs he stood, eyes glancing from one building to another, watching chaos envelope this bizarre place. Humans were screaming, fleeing from these tall structures and the small ones scattered all about. Wheels adorned these oddly structures. They reminded him of carriages. One of the carriages with people instead was suddenly thrown into the air and smashed into a nearby building. Glass sprayed the streets, earning screams and more humans abandoning their carriages.

It was then Luvriel realized it. Gods, demons, monsters, saviors, nightmares of old flooded the streets, demolishing these man-made structures, snatching innocent men and women as they ran from the horrors. The Phoenix grew ill, watching the road painting with the warm essence of man. These were things he could not fathom; this was no dream. After centuries of sleep, he had been awakened only to witness the destruction of man. It was a punishment all too terrible, and that being established, he could no longer sit idly by and watch this madness. The only risk was pain, in helping mankind, as there was never a time they had truly been grateful, truly cherished their own lives or the lives of others. He knew he would get hurt again, but better to save lives now and suffer the consequence later.

Another carriage was sent hurdling, the sound of metal slicing through the air made the small feathers on the nape of Luvriel's neck stand on end. The carriage was empty of passengers, but before the Phoenix could turn away, he realized at the velocity the thing was flying, it would smash into an unsuspecting innocent. The black flamed wings propelled him forward in time to race the path of the metal thing and intervene its destination. Black fire swarmed around him, giving him the strength to stop the carriage in its tracks, shoving it far away from the man. He glanced over his shoulder once the danger was redirected to make sure the man was alright. The human was thin and kind of lanky, with dark blonde hair and bright green eyes. The clothing adorning him was strange, like nothing the Phoenix had ever seen.

EquinoxSol · Apr 6, 2013

Thane didn't have to travel far before he found a car that was still working. Beside the car lay a man, a bullet hole in his temple. Trying not to think about it, he got the keys to the car from his pockets, sliding the correct one into the ignition and flooring the gas. He tried his best to avoid others like him, just wanting to be alone as he made his way out of the city, but it was proving harder than it looked.

It was no use helping the humans, either. Every time he stopped to assist someone, they would take a look at him, the shadows that seemed to curl around him like living things, and the way he appeared to be the devil or a harbinger of death, and scream bloody murder. He really was a nice guy, but his appearance didn't make it out to be.

Thane still felt the temptation. The urge to follow his brethren in their pursuits and cause destruction wherever he stepped. He wanted to grab a woman and steal her away to some dark corner and force his wants upon her. He wanted to taste blood as the vampires did, crumble to dust as the dragons and Slineesh were doing, and let himself be taken in by the insanity. But he forced it all down, knowing that he had to get away from the city, now.

As he tried making his way out of New York, he saw the red and blue lights of a police cruiser. Glancing behind him, he saw an officer aiming to shoot out of the passenger window, right at his tires.

The left back one was blown out first, and it soon became a struggle to keep the car moving. As the second back tire was blown out, the cruiser overtook him, and the officer with the pistol was pointing it right at him.

"Wait!" shouted Thane. "Don't shoot, I'm not--" he had been about to say monster, but he realized that he technically was one. Trying to scramble backwards, he locked eyes with the officer as the other one took out his own gun. Not even driving anymore, he tensed up before leaping out of the car, using his shadows to take the guns of both officers. However, before he could do anything with them, one of the officers tackled him to the ground.

"Help!" Thane shouted, before the officer shoved his elbow into his Adam's apple. He was about to shout again, but all that came out was a gargled sound. He prayed that someone would come to his aid. Looking up at the officers again, he felt all the strength and shadows go out of him as the other officer pointed the pistol right between his eyes.

Nekomimist · Apr 6, 2013

Another metal contraption went soaring through the chaotic city, and the screeching of metal against pavement stung the Phoenix's ears. The sound was agonizing. He looked away from the human behind him and saw another man under attack by his own kind. Mankind never ceased to disappoint him.

"Run for cover," was all he could say to the skinny, blond man before being enveloped by black flames and taking half form; gaining speed in the air just in time to cast a Spell over the humans in blue. Dark flames licked across their perfectly still bodies, freezing them in time. Guns were not known to Luvirel, but he knew a weapon when he saw one. In all this horror, all this chaos, why attack you own? It was perplexing to the creature.

He shifted back into mostly human form, fighting the urge to disappear. What was the point in protecting people if he wasn't going to make sure they'd be okay and that the job was one done well?

"Are you alright?" It felt strange to speak, his voice was so coarse, out of practice. The creature could speak in Tongues, so he didn't suffer from a language barrier. Naturally he'd ask why they were attacking the boy, but it seemed irrelevant—the whole city he'd awoken in appeared deranged—why not the man's own brethren? Eyes falling on the world around them, Luvirel grew ill. What was going on? What was the point in so pain and destruction? All he could imagine wanting was to spend time with man, get to know them, love them.

Project 7X · Apr 7, 2013

He honestly hadn't intended to wander too far into the city, but yet there he was, standing amidst the chaos and destruction. Kegan blinked, shook his head a few times, and tried all he could to try and prove to himself it was all just a dream.

It wasn't.

A small whine escaped from his throat, and he took a step forward to find his family once again, but then froze. His fear was taking over now, freezing him in place. This just couldn't be happening. No matter how hard he tried, Kegan still couldn't fully bring himself to believe this was all happening. He swallowed, another whine of fear escaping as he now took a few steps back, only to freeze at the sound of scraping metal. He turned his head quickly to see a car flying straight for him, but before he could even react, black flames raced in front of the vehicle and shoved it away. His green eyes widened, now noticing it was a human with wings and black flames, and it was honestly unlike anything he'd ever seen before.

Kegan blinked in surprise, hearing it speak and say something along the lines of, "Run for cover." Not like it mattered though. He was too full of fear to speak or react, or even really run at this point. What in the world was going on? Could this really be a reality? He was lost in his thoughts now, not really hearing or seeing anything, trying once again in vain to pass this off as a horrible nightmare.

the8bitMoon · Apr 14, 2013

Floria had been out in the garden and Johnavon was inside when he felt it. Some sort of disturbance. Of course, Floria was still blissfully unaware, but John started noticing difficulty holding his human form. Being a mature dragon (and powerful at that) he could maintain it, but it was much harder than it used to be. Out of curiosity, he turned on the news, which is when he discovered the truth. It wasn't just him. It was everyone. All the magical, mythical beings had suddenly been revealed to the world, and it wasn't a peaceful meeting. He quickly turned off the TV and broke the remote to prevent Floria from finding out, then went to work secretly packing supplies to fly into the city. Bow, arrows fashioned from his own shed scales, a side pistol, and finally a belt to hold everything. He would fly that night.

It was past midnight and John was about to take off when he heard a voice behind him. "You didn't think you were leaving without me, did you Jonnie?" He turned around to Floria, fully dressed with a pack on her back. "What are you talking about?" "I heard it on the radio, Jonnie." He'd forgotten about the radio in her clock. "It's too dangerous, Floria. You can't come with me." "That's exactly why I have to go! I couldn't even imagine sitting back here while you're out there, risking your own safety." "Floria, I--" "No! Take me with you." "Wait a min--" "No!" "I'll take you with me, OK?!" "Alright, shall we go then?" This girl... "Here, hold this." He handed her his own pack, then transformed into a huge dragon. "Alright, up you go." She climbed up on his back, took a hold of his mane, and he took off. He rushed through the sky over the Hudson. The two of them had to travel from their hometown in northern New York down to New York City. At the speed he was going, they'd make it by daybreak. As they flew, they passed scenes of destruction. Monsters were attacking the larger cities, and the humans didn't know what to do. What's going on? Why did the world go insane. These creatures... beings. They were never like this before. Still, they had to fly on to the center of the destruction. It would still be a couple hours before they got there.

EDIT: Just to clarify, purple is Floria and blue is Johnavon.

KittyFoxx · Apr 14, 2013

The animals freaking out was one thing,as soon as Chepi heard most employees and other volunteers panic,she peeked out the window to see what was going on.Her eyes widened at what she saw.Creatures of her grandparents' stories and from any other myth were rampaging like mad.They could see them?Anyone in the shelter that hasn't freaked out had turned into things from dreams and nightmares alike.Dang..who woulda guessed?
Shaking her surprise off,Chepi took as many of the babies as she could and apologized to her rest of her animal companions.She called her bear spirit and took the children to safety as she mentally wished those left behind the best.She didn't like the idea of leaving them to die at all,but she couldn't save them all.

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