After the healing of Insanistatia, Dometris thought he was finally safe. His world was no longer in danger, it was no longer disappearing through voids in reality, no more tears in the fabric of reality were dragging various realms into each other. He was finally at rest, with his Rune by his side. But this didn't last long. His brothers decided he was a threat, and that his world should cease to exist. There was a great war, a war that caused many innocent people to be slaughtered. Dometris did not ask for this war. He did not ask his people to fight. But they did. The people Dometris strived so hard to protect, to give them every desire, who had turned on him in the beginning only to realise the truth, that he was doing everything he could to make them happy, those very same people, anthros, vampires, wolves, monsters alike, they all banded together and fought the creatures that the other gods sent down to fight them. Dometris was touched, truly, by their loyalty, and he vowed to protect them. But he was no match for the powers of multiple gods far stronger than he, and his world was dominated by them. Lands became barren, blood of all kinds mingled on the streets, and Dometris was captured and held prisoner to face sentence before the tribunal. He was found guilty. Of what crimes you ask? Well the thing about gods is, they don't really give reasons. They want someone punished, they get punished. the lines of fate do not apply to them. And so, Dometris, the youngest sibling, the god of Insanity and Chaos, was stripped of his godly powers and sent to a realm where happily ever afters were a fairytale and magic was a myth. And that is where he is now, trapped in a world we call Earth, in a city not unlike Any capital city. Be it Sydney, New York, London, they all look the same. The only thing that matters is that he is powerless. And he must find a way home. In order to do this, he needs the help of mortals. He must utilise what little power he has left at exactly the right moment in time to break through the baricade his brothers have put in place and return to his rightful place, to revive his beautiful world of Insanistatia. But to do that, he needs to locate the mortals, decendants of those that once brought him down long ago, and utilise them. There's only one problem. It has been hundreds of years since the day all this began. Finding the decendants will not be easy. And in a realm he doesn't understand, Dometris needs to enlist help. ~ So, basic gist of it is, track down the descendants, blast a hole into the sky at the right time. Seems simple enough right? Especially when YOU guys will be playing the descendants. But It's not going to be easy. Not everyone will be a descendant. There's going to be normal everyday strangers, people who know each other, popstars, car thieves, whatever the hell you want within reason and non-magical means. I'll work out the rest when we get to it. For now, work on your CHARACTERS! CS Name: Age: Gender: Appearance: Personality: History: Occupation: Yeah I think that just about covers it. TO THE RULES! 1) Any questions, ask me. 2) No godmodding, bunnying, meta-gaming, none of that stuff. It's not fun for anyone else 3) if you've got a problem, take it up with someone 4) All characters are to be human. They can be decendants of vmpires for all I care, but a hundred years on, the vampire has been all but bred out, got it? 5) Have fun!