Prey: A Character Driven RP [FINISHED]

[SeanTheSheep]

"Nice to meet you, Zetta" Lily greeted, holding out a hand to shake, while checking her watch on the other wrist. "I suppose I'm running ahead of schedule, so I think we could leave the van to get stolen somewhere nearby, then take a peek at the cause of all this commotion" she said, lowering her hand when Rezetta kept her eyes on the road, not noticing as she turned around, heading after the fire engines.
When they arrived at the scene, they parked the van in an alley nearby. While Rezetta walked towards the site of the trouble, Lily took out her phone and called a number. "Hey, Tom!" She greeted the person on the other end. "Listen, I need you to steal a van for me, but don't actually do anything, just take it for a spin and leave it somewhere with joyriding marks, it's a favour for a friend." She explained, giving the adress and a description of the van. "And listen, I'm going to need you to check up on any histories we have with a girl named Rezetta or just Zetta, I'm not sure of her last name, but she's a non-human, so I want to find out what she's running from other than a drug ring gone bad and the feds." Lily added, asking Tom like it was a personal favour she trusted him explicably to do, before saying a hurried goodbye and pacing quickly after Zetta, finding her at the edge of the crowd around a large crater in the ground.

 

[Darth Caelum]

That is....it then

It could sense the...Chaos in the streets. Such pure...Chaos. They show behavior in line with what Anthology had learned as It's Progenitors tore themselves apart. That, in the end, Order was such a...temporary thing. That the moral laws placed upon any species is a mere dam, an obstruction, to a species true destiny. It's ultimate calling. Destruction. To bring unending despair and destruction upon themselves and every other species is but an inevitability. There is no other explanation. No other alternative. It would be a fool to look for any other meaning.

Anthology turned It's back to the Apes, to begin the Entropy of this world.

Wait.

The Anomaly stopped at the words, at the voice. It hated It.

You are not Trying.

Anthology closed It's fists. Around It, the effects of It's rage were apparent. The pavement began to crack, as if several hundred tons of weight were placed on top of it. The Apes nearby began to feel an unearthly chill permeating through their bones. Anthology remained in his place, not moving an inch from his place.

You know what will happen if you do not.

and YOU will know what will happen if you fail in the bargain.

Indeed.

Anthology relaxed. It's posture returning to indifference. It looked around It's place, noticing the general disposition of the nearby Humans and raised It's right hand.

Very well.

It snapped It's fingers.

Fire erupted around a 50 meter area around the Entity. The fire randomly hurt, killed, or left untouched, numerous members of the crowd. Most would be screeching in agony, unable to bear the pain or survive without the attention of their peers. Some would be killed, their bones melted together and their flesh cooked. The rest would have been untouched, the flames licking them but not turning them into their peers. Anthology looked on in silence, It's exhaustion from using It's powers. The destructive energies crackled around the Anomaly and eventually disappeared.

 

[SamuelT]

"Woah there!" Gabriel said as suddenly flames started to appear. In a reflex he parted whatever came his way, effectively splitting the stream. The sharp glare of the fire robbed him from his view on the...it. He flinched as the actual scent of seared flesh hit him. Much more pleasing than his Hot Pot, and much more filthy because of it.

He suddenly noticed that he was panting. With a great surge of his will, he extinguished the flames in the immediate area.

"I think you're right." He said to Adam with half a grin when he couldn't see the thing anymore.

 

[Sporky111]

It was several minutes before Takeda built up the courage to move from his hiding place. First he just crawled out from the corner, flattening his ears and pulling the hood back up. The streets nearby were still crowded, but in his little alley he was safe from wayward eyes. So when he deemed it safe enough, he unbuckled the front of his pants and pulled them down a few inches. He kept looking around carefully as he twisted around and tucked his tail inside the waistband so it went into one of the legs. No matter who you are, having your pants down is a vulnerable feeling.

Luckily he wasn't more than a minute getting himself composed, and was quickly dressed again. The kitsune-boy allowed himself a smile of satisfaction at getting away from his pursuer, even if it had entailed people seeing through his disguise.

He went back to wandering the streets, moving farther away from the area he'd been chased through. Every street looked pretty much the same to him, at least as long as his vision was blocked by peoples' stomachs. Being small had plenty of advantages, of which he fancied himself a master of, but few of them helped him see his surroundings.

Though, as he moved through the crowd he started to hear someone crying and calling for help. A pair of small bumps appeared in his hood as his ears tried to perk up to hear, and he started moving in the direction of the sound. He noticed that the voice seemed very high-pitched and desperate as he approached it, and sounded like the voice of a child.

The source seemed to be behind a merchant's stall. Takeda quietly peeked around to find . . . nothing? He looked at the source curiously; he could hear the crying, and he could even smell her scent in the air, but he couldn't see her. As a spirit though, he knew she was there. Her presence was impossible to deny.

"Hello there." he said nervously, "My name's Takeda. Why are you crying?"

 

[Quad08]

Adam glanced around, suprised at how efficently and quickly Gabriel had taken care of the flames. Glancing at the young man, it was obvious to see he was indeed the one who set them out...but how?

So he IS a magic user...or something that can extinguish flames...I'll need to find a way to make contact in order to be sure...still I'm sure it won't hurt to stick around with him...seems like a nice enough chap

Tapping the sidewalk with his cane he broke out of his thoughts and began to speak

"I suppose we should leave the area before people start asking awkward questions about how the fires disappeared. I'm sure there is a coffee shop or something up the road we can head to, and disscus the events that happened here more privatly. Unless you wish to investagate the building where our mysterious visitors were hovering around"

Ending with a smile, he shrugged

"I'm down for anything myself, afterall I have plenty of spare time and it looks like you really know how to handle yourself in unnatural situations"

 

[RootbeerJello]

Basaran was suddenly engulfed in flames, along with many bystanders. He screamed in pain, and immediately sprinted towards a manhole. As he lifted the top, his vision began to grow weak. Instead of taking the ladder, he simply crumpled and fell down the chute into the sewer, transforming into a cloud of black liquid on contact with the water.

Fire wasn't good for Basaran at all. He wasn't fond of light alone, and extreme heat was no good either, so fire was of course a big problem. He was severely weakened for the time being, and he probably wouldn't be able to take on his human form again until he got his strength back up. In his fluid shadow form, he drifted through the water, still following the Void.

He could feel its power.

 

[JoJo]

Maya stared up at the young boy standing in front of her. He was staring in the rough direction, but not exactly, at where she was sitting. As she took in his baggy trousers, hat and rucksack, she recognised him as the child she had seen fleeing earlier that day. She looked around; there was no-one else near. He must be speaking to her!

"I... I'm... Maya. A nasty dog bit my arm, and now it really hurts! But how did you find me? I thought only animals could tell where I was?"

The little girl trembled slightly, and tried to wipe her dripping nose on her dress. "You're not a demon are you? My mummy used to say that when bad people die their ghosts get taken to hell by demons. Maybe no-one can see me because I'm dead."

She clutched her knees and looked up at Takeda with a frightened expression on her face. "Please don't take me away, I tried to be good!"

 

[DktrAgonizer]

Rezetta eyed the destruction in the street, trying to puzzle out what might of caused it. A terrorist? A magic-user? Sparing Lily only a quick nod as the other woman came to stand beside her, she tapped her fingers thoughtfully on her chin.

And then the blazing fires came.

"Fuckin' hell!" Rezetta yelled, leaping back as a large pillar of flame rose up right in front of her. Screams, frightened and tortured, battered her ears as she stared at the flames. Being an illusionist herself, it was an easy task for her to rip through other people's illusion magic. However, this was no illusion; this was real. "What in the world--?"
She whirled around, looking for Lily, but she couldn't see the other woman through the fire. What she could see was something she dearly wished she hadn't been able to. Most of the bystanders were quickly retreating to a safe distance from the fires, some of them lightly burnt. The unlucky ones, however, stood screaming in the fire while their flesh melted right off their bones.

Rezetta fought the urge to puke as she ran quickly away from the flames. Once she reached a safe enough distance, she looked back to see if she could see Lily this time. She almost called out for her, but instead gagged on the smell--and the taste--of smoke and burnt flesh in the air. As she covered her mouth with her hand, she noticed a large portion of the fires suddenly disappear. Magic, she thought as she struggled to keep her late breakfast down. The hell's going on here?

 

[Sporky111]

"I'm not a demon!" Takeda said, sounding surprised that she'd even considered it. Demons were supposed to be evil, ugly things and he didn't think he was either of them. "And I don't think you're dead," he added. The kitsune reached out towards where he thought she was and felt something soft where it just looked like air. "You sure feel real. I think if you were dead the dog wouldn't have hurt you, because you'd be a ghost."

Satisfied that his logic had proven that she wasn't a wolf, Takeda thought about the other things she had said. She'd raised a lot of questions in a very short time and he was still pondering. He found it kind of curious that only animals could find her.

"I'm a kitsune. Maybe that's why I found you." the boy said. Normally he wouldn't tell people this, but he felt like she could trust her. With a quick glance over his shoulder to make sure nobody was watching, he pulled down his hood. He flashed a friendly smile to her as his orange, pointed ears perked up.

 

[SamuelT]

Snip

This right here is something for you, to introduce the plot a little. Hope you don't mind me using the character. If so, I'll edit it.

<spoiler=stuff>As Basran flowed through the water, a soft chanting filled the air. Nearly inaudible at first, but gaining in volume with each passing second. Paired with the sound was the light, a collection of rays all pointed at the steam in the middle. The chanting seemed gibberish, dotted with broken-english and what sounded like faux-latin words. After a small distance, people stood, with an even distance between them. All of them held torches, the electric and flame kind alike. Their faces were hidden behind what seemed to be golden masks set in a content expression. An aureole seemed to hover above their heads, where it was actually attached to the masks. In the twilight of the tunnles they indeed looked like angelic creatures.

One person spoke louder, cutting through the monotone of the chants, and several of them poured something in the water. One of them threw a torch in it, and the water was set aflame. All of them started chanting louder, and the one that spoke looked up and threw up his arms. After seconds he lowered them again.

None of them knew though, Basran had escaped their quaint little ambush by just flowing down the stream a little faster.

"Oh, yeah sure." Gabriel said. "I know a place just around the corner here."

He heard the whine of even more sirens nearing where they were. The instinctal urges of staying out of view supported Adams suggestion of getting out of here. Gabriel led him through the coffee bar, which was buzzing with people about 'terrorist attack' here and 'gasexplosion' there. Nicole's usual disfigured grin was oddly gone, as she nodded him to the back. He could see why as he entered the mirror-bar behind the wooden door.

Many otheres sat inside, more than usual, with minor wounds disfiguring many of them. He saw the man with wings had many burns all over them. He nodded in sympathy.

"So yeah, not as quaint as usual, but it's still better than the streets." he said to Adam.

 

[JoJo]

"Awwwwww!!!" Maya exclaimed at the sight of Takeda's fox ears. His friendly smile drove the remaining fear out of her mind, to be replaced by curiosity. "Can I stroke them?" Without waiting for a reply she reached up on tip-toes to rub her fingers along the furry protrusions.

"They're so soft!" she laughed, her bleeding arm apparently forgotten. "No demon would have ears like these. So what's a kitsune then?"

 

[Quad08]

"Indeed"

Adam glanced over at the man with the wings, tilting his head to the side in curiosity

"This is a...safe place then? People do not question things outside of normality?"

He had always known that such places existed, places where normal people and those outside of the realm of normal could live together in harmony, working for the greater good. Adam had never expected to find such a place in the middle of a city though

 

[Darth Caelum]

Anthology simply stood there, not listening to the sight of the screaming or their pitiful cries for help. It did not care for their lives, not out of spite but because It simply could not empathize with these Apes. They live their days in a spirited illusion, somehow believing that they are special in this world. That there is someone who will care if they live, or die. That their entire race has purpose, that their entirety of their time here has meaning. That the universe cared.

But their complete and utter lack of perspective was not what was making Anthology boil in his anger. That was not what made him want to burn the entire world, listening to It's agony Millennia. No, not that.

What made It want to tear this world apart in It's hands was the simple fact that these humans were Fools.

There were some who ran, some who acted exactly like the animals that they were and pillaged their fellows as they were struck down. Yet at the same time, there were those who did not.

On one side, he saw a man discreetly, or what he undoubtedly thinks is discreetly, breaking his way through a door that sold certain electronic devices. He ignored the pleas of his fellows and continued with his work.

On another, there was a woman who kept sending out assistance messages to other enforcement units. At the same time, she kept attempting to save as many as she could.

To Anthology's left, there was a woman presiding over another. She was going through his pockets, no doubt looking for valuables as the man screamed for assistance.

To It's right, It saw a group of men approach the woman. After a few seconds of very loud argument, she left. The group continued moving, helping the injured man as they did.

The Anomaly saw all of this, the complete irrationality of Humanity. It hated them all.

You realize that the bargain is still on do you not?

.....

Answer me Abomination.

Yes....the Bargain is still on. Your's for Mine correct?

Yes. Your's for Mine.

Anthology started to move away from the carnage he created. It needed a place of power to immerse Itself in, and It had an idea where to go.

 

[Sporky111]

Takeda flinched as an invisible hand touched his ear, then relaxed. He kinda liked her reaction, it was so different from most other peoples'. He even tipped his head down and forward so she could pet his ears easier.

"I'm glad you like them." he told the invisible girl, blushing slightly. "A kitsune is a fox spirit. I'm really a fox, but I can look like a boy. Almost . . . I can't make the tail and ears disappear."

 

[RootbeerJello]

<spoiler=OOC> Samuel, you mind if I set up another conflict?

As the flame sailed across the water, Basaran flowed downward, pressing all of his essence against the floor of the sewer. As he floated downstream, the chanting faded into the background, and eventually was drowned out by the sound of the water.

Basaran was more than a little confused. He hadn't even been awake for more than an hour, and somehow these people already new his location, and his weakness. He decided he'd have to be more stealthy when he was in public.

Up ahead, he heard more chanting, and this time there was no way around it.

 

[JoJo]

"You have a tail?" Maya said in an awed voice "Can I see it? Please!" As she took in what else he had told her hope flooded into her soul and she took on a slightly more serious, but still excited, expression.

"So as you can change form, you can do magic yes? You've got to help me, no-one has been able to see me for months and I don't know how-to become visible again."

 

[Sporky111]

"Um . . . okay, sure." Takeda answered, looking around again for any onlookers. He blushed a bit as he loosened his belt and pushed his pants down a little ways, though not enough that she would see any of his 'parts'. The boy stuck his hand down the back of his pants, and when his pulled it back out there was a bushy orange tail in his hand.

Takeda held it out towards where he thought she was, figuring she'd want to pet it as well. He didn't mind at all, in fact it made him feel a little more important. Her problem was troubling, and he didn't quite understand it, but he thought there might be a way he could help.

"Yeah! I can do some magic." he told her, thinking of his illusory powers. "I-I think I can make you visible again. But you'd have to tell me what you looked like before."

 

[RootbeerJello]

As Basaran neared the next group of chanters, he saw that there were five of them this time. As he watched, they again poured gasolin on to the water, and two of the three threw their torches in the water. This placed them on the very fringe of the torch light, and Basaran deemed it safe enough that he would risk taking a physical form. He crept out of the water, still as a shadow, moving lithely along the wall to the floor just next to one of the chanters who threw a torch. Rapidly, he assumed the form of a large, dark minotaur, perhaps seven feet tall. He grabbed the man around the chest, and dove underwater before the chanters could react to the new turn of events.

 

[JoJo]

Maya thought about this as she ran her hands up and the down Takeda's tail. "So fluffy!" she said happily "I can't believe you hide this."

"Well" she continued "My head is about the height of your shoulder, and my hair reaches down to the middle of my back. I'm a little more tanned than average and I'm quite skinny. My mummy always used to say that I had big eyes but a tiny nose. Oh, and I'm wearing a white sleeveless dress." The small girl jumped up and down enthusiastically; the feeling of elation that after months of being alone she had finally found someone who could help her was indescribable.

"Is that enough for you make me visible again?" she asked breathlessly.

 

[SamuelT]

"Safe place?" Gabriel repeated, sitting down on one of the unoccupied barren chairs. "I don't know about that. The woman outside runs this place, I think. Never seen anyone normal in here, including those teens behind the bar outside."

He leaned forward.

"Once I heard this place is a crease in the timeline, or exists between worlds, or somethin' like that."