OOC
10 Little Gods
10 Little Gods came together to shine,
One hid in his shadow and now there are nine.
One was a traitor, their mere presence bait,
A lone killer rode into town and then there were eight.
One's own father carried his secrets to heaven,
From his madness there were seven.
One's blood pooled into pit's,
A vampire touch and then there were six.
One lost his very will to be alive,
His wish was granted and then there were five.
One's heart was rotted to the very core,
Her savior came and then there were four.
One's mind left him to be whomever he be,
A bullet helped the decision and then there were three.
Only three Gods left,
One died on the run,
The killer was killed,
And then there was one.
That's a fun little poem, curtsy of yours truly, but it's not really accurate. I mean, not that many have really died yet.....plus who the hell is 'The Killer'? This OP, as well as the entirety of the rp's story line is a load of bullish-
Season 2: Rage!
Back and Better Than Ever!
Group one, otherwise know as Team Anton, was placed under arrest at 0900 whistle standing among Paris's ruins by International Agents. Azrael, Markus, Mala, Parat, Luke, Moloch, and their suprise guest, Alem were arrested by a speacil unit of a highly trained individuals who's one goal in life was the capture and containment of beings such as they. Powerful wards and speacil iced weapons ensured that the already weakened group, caught searching the wreckage for survivors, couldn't escape.
They were quickly transported north, sporting bags over their heads the entire time, split apart and reunited and so on, and subjected to various forms of transportation until they reached their destination: Russia. A Russian, high security, prison camp, nicknamed The Pitt, that's sungluar purpose, like its employees, was to contain magical individuals. While the facility is maximum security, the being's within are allowed free roaming of certain areas, the cafeteria, rec center, and the outdoor grounds. Fights and deaths within are common and each cell block, five of them, are controlled by seperate gangs, save E, that is. The Demons control A, Angels have B, the Skulls, a mixture of all breeds, have C, and the insane inmates of the psyche ward roam D.
Strict curfews are enacted and guard beating are common......have fun.
Biju, Steve, Anima, and Iva. All four, dead by, what Ralevon beloved, his hand. Had he been faster, or stronger, or....or something.....they wouldn't have died as a result of the crash and magical pulse.......God.....they were so close......
Ralevon and his group, the bloodied and beaten students of Group 2, as well as August, crawled their way out of the burning bus and half dragged themselves into the woods. And there they wandered, searching for a save haven for weeks before finally settling on an abandoned Church in southern Germany. Through stolen or battered supplies, they fixed it up, gave it running water, heating, the works. And that's where they began recruiting, far and wide they reached out, putting out feelers in nations across the globe, looking for anyone still loyal to Earth.
And they found some.
But, before all that.......they found a girl in Paris's smoking wreckage. Not a girl, persay, but a faery, one who was left behind in the blast as she left to help her friends of the café......but she survived. Somehow, amidst all the death, the one girl survived with barely a scratch on her, and low and behold as she was found by those only she would know: the Almost Gods.
Funny coincidence, right?