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Neon Princess
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We've all read the stories, right? About man-eating monsters lurking in the night? Scary stories to frighten children and to make horror movies out of. We never imagined they could be real, until the murder rate began to skyrocket. Authorities were baffled, and the streets soon became the stuff of nightmares as these events continued to spiral out of control. Media coverage every night and day - an entire country in a state of civil unrest and panic. They were being slaughtered, torn apart like playthings for fairytale monsters. It seemed like anarchy and social collapse was the next step..
..That is, until an agency stepped in to not only get the situation under control, but actively stage counterattacks and quell this threat. The CCG Investigators as they were called were devoted to fighting Ghouls - the monsters responsible for the killings. The information surrounding Ghouls is incredibly classified and under heavy lock and key - only the CCG and other Ghouls know about them. The public just thinks of the murders as what the media tells them; a string of violent crimes. A convenient lie just for the sake of social security.
However, even with the CCG stepping in, Ghoul activity continues - they've just had to adopt more stealthy tactics to blend in and sneak around the authorities. Only time will tell who comes out on top..
..That's the history in a nutshell - what brought us to the current state of events. Here in London, we Ghouls still get by. We get our share of human one way or another, and the Doves do everything in their power to tear us from this Earth as if we have no right to live. Lately though, things have gotten dark..Real dark. Ghouls have been getting captured left and right by the Doves. Rumor is, the CCG is employing some serious black ops shit to draw us out. Poisoned food, water, you name it. Stuff we Ghouls force ourselves to swallow just to blend in is now being used against us to force us out of hiding. Doesn't seem to effect humans, though. Lucky bastards.
We've got no idea why the CCG are even capturing Ghouls in the first place. All they've been doing since the start is killing us - we're a disease to them; Something to be removed immediately. Why capture us? Why risk harming normal people just to get at us? It doesn't add up..
..And then, there's the elusive Gravierend Jagdhund - German for "grave hound" or something. The CCG and even other Ghouls are on that guy or girls ass because they have a thing for eating humans and other Ghouls, on top of grave robbing for food and intentionally causing rifts between peaceful factions of humans and Ghouls. This asshole has the nerve to try and ruin what might be the only chance we have at understanding each other! These factions provide Ghouls to eat parts of their bodies in exchange for job work! Not everyone agrees with it but it's a start!
Here in London, we've in the calm before a massive storm. The CCG is gearing up for something big, this Gravierend Jagdhund person is setting the stage for some big play, and Ghouls are already at each others throats over the friendly human/Ghoul factions. No one is sure at this point who's gonna survive in the end, and what will be lost in the coming storm..
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Our tale begins 3 years after the death of the London CCG founder's daughter, and the uproar it caused within the entirety of England. Location: Marchenland Cafe, on the west side of London. The owner, a young Ghoul named Allison Breccan was preparing for the day shift by wiping down counters and cleaning cups and plates. The coffee was already brewing, and she sang a soft little tune to herself.
It was a chilly September morning - more chilly than usual. Allison had been getting a lot more CCG customers since that incident 3 years ago - not because they were on to her, but because she was secretly feeding them tips on hostile Ghouls who were planning attacks on CCG Investigators. Allison sympathized with the CCG, even if she didn't fully agree with them. She would rather make allies than enemies, so she chose to be a secret informant.
..That is, until an agency stepped in to not only get the situation under control, but actively stage counterattacks and quell this threat. The CCG Investigators as they were called were devoted to fighting Ghouls - the monsters responsible for the killings. The information surrounding Ghouls is incredibly classified and under heavy lock and key - only the CCG and other Ghouls know about them. The public just thinks of the murders as what the media tells them; a string of violent crimes. A convenient lie just for the sake of social security.
However, even with the CCG stepping in, Ghoul activity continues - they've just had to adopt more stealthy tactics to blend in and sneak around the authorities. Only time will tell who comes out on top..
..That's the history in a nutshell - what brought us to the current state of events. Here in London, we Ghouls still get by. We get our share of human one way or another, and the Doves do everything in their power to tear us from this Earth as if we have no right to live. Lately though, things have gotten dark..Real dark. Ghouls have been getting captured left and right by the Doves. Rumor is, the CCG is employing some serious black ops shit to draw us out. Poisoned food, water, you name it. Stuff we Ghouls force ourselves to swallow just to blend in is now being used against us to force us out of hiding. Doesn't seem to effect humans, though. Lucky bastards.
We've got no idea why the CCG are even capturing Ghouls in the first place. All they've been doing since the start is killing us - we're a disease to them; Something to be removed immediately. Why capture us? Why risk harming normal people just to get at us? It doesn't add up..
..And then, there's the elusive Gravierend Jagdhund - German for "grave hound" or something. The CCG and even other Ghouls are on that guy or girls ass because they have a thing for eating humans and other Ghouls, on top of grave robbing for food and intentionally causing rifts between peaceful factions of humans and Ghouls. This asshole has the nerve to try and ruin what might be the only chance we have at understanding each other! These factions provide Ghouls to eat parts of their bodies in exchange for job work! Not everyone agrees with it but it's a start!
Here in London, we've in the calm before a massive storm. The CCG is gearing up for something big, this Gravierend Jagdhund person is setting the stage for some big play, and Ghouls are already at each others throats over the friendly human/Ghoul factions. No one is sure at this point who's gonna survive in the end, and what will be lost in the coming storm..
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Our tale begins 3 years after the death of the London CCG founder's daughter, and the uproar it caused within the entirety of England. Location: Marchenland Cafe, on the west side of London. The owner, a young Ghoul named Allison Breccan was preparing for the day shift by wiping down counters and cleaning cups and plates. The coffee was already brewing, and she sang a soft little tune to herself.
It was a chilly September morning - more chilly than usual. Allison had been getting a lot more CCG customers since that incident 3 years ago - not because they were on to her, but because she was secretly feeding them tips on hostile Ghouls who were planning attacks on CCG Investigators. Allison sympathized with the CCG, even if she didn't fully agree with them. She would rather make allies than enemies, so she chose to be a secret informant.