Chris Lang
Well-Known Member
York - Apr 6, 2015 at 7:56 PM
Round One: The Beginning of The End
As the night came to an end, the guests of the local Christmas party was asked to leave, concluding the short lived event. Discord smiled at Bubba as he escorted him to the door,
"Please, do have a chat with the townsfolk for me," started Discord before his lips quivered, releasing a insane chuckle. Discord waited for only a minute or two before snapping his fingers, causing the rest of the unmoving guests to disappear, then reappear outside the Town Hall. He shut the doors with a sigh, then quietly walked to his desk, scribbling something onto a piece of white lined paper before tossing it into the air as he snapped his fingers causing it to disappear with a red flash.
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A few hours passed by before a black haired female stood on the roof top of the largest building in town, which in fact was the only apartment complex that resigned in it. She sighed as she saw the townsfolk walking among the streets, other were in their houses enjoying a family that doesn't exist, or even finishing their late Christmas., none the less, she knew everything within this town was a lie including the time of day that it was currently, and she had only one way to break this blasted Illusion. Taking a hand full of her only Fairy Dust, she blew into the pile, releasing it into the air, so that it may break the Illusion of three of the townsfolk. The dust floated and danced in the wind until it hit three individual's, breaking the endless Illusion of the life they thought they had, and giving them the one they had forgotten. It was like a flood of memory's hitting them, giving back old emotions, personality's, and even outlooks on life. One message could be heard through the ears of the released Illusion Prisoners,
"You are the Savors. You must release this town of most of its captives, and everyone will be free. You must do it by any means necessary, and you must stay hidden. Discord will be looking for you, and the townsfolk will be following close behind him." stated the female voice before disappearing, never to be heard from again.
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It was October, what a wonderful month! It was full of chilly winds and steady warm air, not to mention lots of rain. None the less! It was the day to start looking forward to Halloween, a time where most dressed in their most frightening costumes, or sexiest attire. Some didn't even do such a thing, but instead handed out candy to the ones who knocked on their door, while others went to the local Halloween Party at town hall, which was far better then the Christmas Party, due to the many Halloween themed games that it had. As you look through the mall, you notice that Discord had sent the whole town a letter, one informing them of a local game that was going to be played, and how the winner(s) would win ownership of the town. He added that the game was to be played like this, at every party or town gathering for as long as the game goes on, people would vote for the ones who thought to be different. He wrote that in different that he might not the same as they were before, meaning they could act different in all aspects of their life, like different Hair styles, different use of words, different level of Intellect, different personality's, and even mentions of a life that was clearly not theirs. He finished the letter with one final sentence,
Winning is your solvation.
It seemed that there was multiple things for you to do, Visit a friend or family member, visit the only haunted house in town, prepare to go trick or treating, go to the local Halloween party, pass out candy, or anything else that comes to your mind!
(Round One will last 2 days! Tomorrow will be when local trick or treating will start, and Round two will be posted by 6 PM Wednesday.)
Neil Magnus
Neil was about to react to the turkey being turned into a... Cow? Just like that, no logic or anything to it, he scratched his head, that was even stranger than Atlas shooting lighting out of his hand like that, though before anything could happen, suddenly, he felt everything shift and change when he was moved out of that party since it had concluded itself somehow... Neil sighed as he walked back to his house, figuring he'd just forget all that happened for now, maybe reflect a little later on.
Before he knew it, it was October 31st, the day where everyone loaded up with free sweets and dressed up in costumes, but, not Neil, not yet anyways. The new information he recieved, about being able to win ownership of the town just like that for pointing out people who behaved different than normal, but why? And more importantly (to Neil at the moment) what was he suposed to do as a job if he owned the town? That sounded like a bit of a boring prospect, even if he probably would be wealthier, and maybe happier, he didn't really feel up to it... Though he did take note of that wierd feeling he had that someone he once knew was around, what was that all about? Could he really have known someone from an earlier time? Other than one of his targets or employers of course, he frowned, deep in thought as he walked along, not really paying attention to where he was going.
Neil was about to react to the turkey being turned into a... Cow? Just like that, no logic or anything to it, he scratched his head, that was even stranger than Atlas shooting lighting out of his hand like that, though before anything could happen, suddenly, he felt everything shift and change when he was moved out of that party since it had concluded itself somehow... Neil sighed as he walked back to his house, figuring he'd just forget all that happened for now, maybe reflect a little later on.
Before he knew it, it was October 31st, the day where everyone loaded up with free sweets and dressed up in costumes, but, not Neil, not yet anyways. The new information he recieved, about being able to win ownership of the town just like that for pointing out people who behaved different than normal, but why? And more importantly (to Neil at the moment) what was he suposed to do as a job if he owned the town? That sounded like a bit of a boring prospect, even if he probably would be wealthier, and maybe happier, he didn't really feel up to it... Though he did take note of that wierd feeling he had that someone he once knew was around, what was that all about? Could he really have known someone from an earlier time? Other than one of his targets or employers of course, he frowned, deep in thought as he walked along, not really paying attention to where he was going.