The year is 2023; the 2012 belief was true but far from what humanity
had expected. Niburo crashed landed on Earth, but no one, not even
the government, knew about it.
The meteor contained Hermes, the messenger of the Gods.
His message was towards "The New Olympia", a group of Demigods.
The message was "Defeat Typhon and take control"
After the message, Hermes disappeared, without a trace.
However, leaving a sack of boxes and rings with initials them.
Worried, The New Olympia trained day after day.
Now, the day has finally come. The adventure of a lifetime will begin.
Will Earth be safe? Or will it be destroyed?
OoC
This is the In-Game (IN) thread, any character discussion and off-topic or plans, do it here: OoC Thread Note: For those of you who don't know, when your going to let a small piece of Off-Topic (which is allowed, i.e. a small question) Place "OoC" on top and when you start too really play put "IN" on top.
IN
“Pant… pant… pant…” huffed the breathless soldier. “He’s… taking the… ugh…” said the same soldier too himself.
A man, covered in clothing, holding a key, looked down on him, lying on the floor. The man was hard to see and recognize, his head covered with a hood. “You would think they would guard such an important item better than some useless trash like you…” the man finished as he raised the palm of his hand upwards, facing the soldier.
“Goodbye…” said the man with a deep voice as a blinding with light coming crashing down upon the soldier, completely obliterating his existing from the face of the earth. The covered man then proceeded to walk away and went outside. It was all ice with no sign of anything except snow.
“Typhon… will rise again…” he finished.
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Quin toyed with his hair as he watched the scene unfold... it was precisely as he planned, the guards would go nextdoor for dohnuts... then greg would go in, and take whatever he wanted... as he convinced him this was the only way to get it. he would leave and be seen by the guards who give chase and whatever happens from there happens... it turns out greg got away and the guards did not report it because that would mean telling their employers they were nextdoor... or letting them find out when reviewing security footage... instead they just let it go, this was as quin expected, which means it was not a unique reasult, he was now rarely wrong when predicting the behavior of other people. He had already knew how to start fights between other people... he also knew how to get people to kill themselves, how to make them fall in love, he had done thousands of expirements with his ability to persuade people, and at this point the only time anything intresting happened is when his ability didn't work... which he still did not understand...
ooc... I'm sort of having a tough time with this character... his day to day life is mostly mundane exept for his ability... I think it will be easier once it gets going...
With a loud sigh Martin woke up. The clock showed 8:52AM. It was hot again because his A/C was on the fritz and their base was in the middle of a dessert.
"Fucking piece of crap..." said Martin quietly towards his A/C.
He then proceeded to take a shower.
Martin was always the quiet and alone type, but he did have his moments.
He finished up quick and put on his clothes and thus left his sauna of a room.
He went too the kitchen, grabbed a cracker and went too the lowest floor, Sub-Zero.
That floor was designated too train your powers.
When he arrived he had already finished his cracker, ignoring everyone who passed by him, with the dull expression he always had.
He entered Sub-Zero and took a deep breath. "Concentrate on one power... think of the power..." he thought.
He then opened his eyes and it was those of a Jaguar, his teeth as well.. "Animal Mimicry!" he said with a deep cat-like voice. He jumped and ran on both his hands and legs in the way a Jaguar does. Martin than stopped and stood back up, his eyes were normal again and his teeth too.
"OK... " he mumbled once more.
He then looked at a small corner of the room. He focused with all his might on that very spot, he squinted his eyes and grinded upon his teeth.
Suddenly he disappeared from where he was standing and reappeared in that corner. "OK..." he mumbled for the last time.
"I copied all their powers..." he said.
He was sweating from his forehead again, so he grabbed a towel and dried off.
Martin then went too his room, 2 floors up, again and grabbed a jacket, a pair of sun glasses and a pair of keys. As he walked outside he placed the jacket on and went towards the Garage on the floor just below him.
Upon arriving there, there was the Garage keeper a strong old man, in his early 50's, he guarded the garage for anything suspicious.
Martin barely talked too him but they were good friends so without hesitation, the guard let him.
"Thanks..." Martin said towards the guard quietly. The guard waved and smiled at him as he went inside.
Martin looked around and tried to find his car, a Lamborghini Murcielago.
After 2 minutes, he found his car and opened the door, the door went up and Martin went down and sat in.
He started the car up, closed the door and took off towards the nearest town.
OoC= Just some quick stuff needed to get over with. And that you guys know the base better.
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Aeon woke with a start. the fire alarm in his room had gone off, "damn it..." Aeon looked down at what had caused the alarm. his bed sheet was nothing less then a pile of ashes with small tendrils of smoke still curling from it. he looked down at his arm to realise that it was engulfed in fire. "shit...shit...SHIT!" Aeon slammed his other fist onto his bed. Allright...calm down...calm down. the fire receded into a small tongue on the tip of his finger then it winked out of existence. "guess i better get up..." Aeon moaned.
He got dressed in his usual coat and pants and ran to the kitchen. he grabbed some toast and continued running to the armory were he grabbed his sword. he lifted the cold, shimmering blade of the rack and placed it in the sheath on his back. he walked towards the training room and saw martin walk out. why does he never seem happy Aeon thought to himself. he walked into the training room and concentrated on the cold sting of ice. his body changed accordingly becoming a semi-transparent and completly solid, man-shaped chuck of ice. he then thought of the burning tongues of fire and his ice body melted to become a standing torch oh man ill never get tired of this. after a few changes Aeon left the room and started towards the kitchen to properly have breakfast.
(in)after his the experiments quin wanted to sleep... there was never anything to do on base, the people did not take any intrest in him... and even if they did he didn't want them to, he grabbed a snack in the kitchen and(as per someones advice...) tried whatching tv fliping through the channels he came to the channel they sugjested, and it turned out to be porn..."great" said quin "they're playing jokes on me... I would try to convince them not to, but my abillity never seems to work on other demi gods and gods..." he turned off the tv and headed toward his room
Martin was riding at 200KM per hours through out the dessert. After a while he made it too the town, slowing down on speed he looked around for a place to park.
"Time to test the rest..." he thought.
He parked his car near a shop and got out. He looked around if there was anything suspicious. There was nothing but a family sitting a few feet away in a cardboard box. They were probably refugees from this cold war. He stared at him with his dull expression for a while. It seemed they haven't eaten nor drank anything in days. Nevertheless, Martin locked his car and walked away towards the shop where he parked his car next too.
He went in, looking around. There was a man on the counter and a bust boy walking around.
"Keh..." he muttered. He went towards the beverage isle and grabbed a six pack of Coke. He turned to the bust boy, who was looking at him like he was seeing a ghost.
He knew that Martin was a demi-god but he didn't know he was who he was.
He stared at him and a muttered "Jagaan..." His pupil spinned around, but the bust boy didn't notice.
He glared at the bust boy and said "Your afraid I'm gonna kill you, aren't you?" with a deep voice.
The Bust boy, terrified gulped and opened his mouth, but nothing came out. His expression said it all anyway.
Martin walked towards him and quietly said "Good..." and walked away too the cash register. The Bust boy was pale and didn't move from his spot.
Martin arrived at the cash register, it was a man in his 30's. He gave Martin a bad eye. He ringed up the six pack on the register, "That be $10... sir..." he muttered.
"Persuasion test... commence." Martin thought. "You will let me have this six pack for free..." he said towards the man.
"Who do yo-... Y...Yes sir..." the man mumbled. He grabbed the six pack and placed it in a bag "Anything else sir?" the man said.
"Yes... that bag of bread, thank you." Martin replied.
The man grabbed the sack of bread and placed it with the six pack.
"While that be all sir?" the man said.
"Yes, thank you again" Martin replied with a terrifying smile. He grabbed his bag and walked out.
The man at the counter kept starring right in front of him all the time.
Martin walked outside and went back towards his car. When he arrived, his eyes went towards the refugee family once again.
He walked towards them and gave them the bag with bread and the six pack. "Here..." he said.
The family began crying and praised Martin for his thoughtful deed.
"Yeah.. whatever..." Martin replied with a serious.
He got up and walked towards his car and went inside. He backed it up and went of with amazing speed.
Martin sighed and went as fast as he could, in no time at all he was nearing the base.
"Last test..." he thought.
He went close too the base, opened the garage door. As the garage door was opening, he pressed a button inside his car near the clutch.
A large air junction bursed out the passenger side of the car. The right side, of the driver, detached from his Lamborghini, his Lamborghini went sliding into the garage perfectly.
The detached side was that of his motorcycle. "Last Test Part 1 successful..." he said.
As he began picking up speed, he placed his helmet on for precaution.
He placed his hands back on the motorcycle and went top speed, dirt from all sides went up, covering where he was.
After a minute he spontaneously jumped out of the cloud of smoke and rood towards a mountain that is shaped like a ramp.
Just before going up the ramp, he pressed a button on the motorcycle "Destroyed Mode activated." The motorcycle's computer said.
The motorcycle shape changed, guns came from all sides, a rocked launcher below his feet and a lot more functions.
"Destroyed Mode Complete." the motorcycle finished.
Upon saying that, the motorcycle went on the ramp, did a 360 in the air, while doing that, Martin pressed the button on the lever and all the guns shot from all the direction, annihilating the ramp below it.
Martin landed the motorcycle properly and rood back to the garage. He took off his helmet and his eyes went too a window, where someone was looking at him.
"Keh..." he muttered and turned away with a pissed off expression.
He went inside the garage and reattached the motorcycle to his Lamborghini.
And then walked out of the garage. He went straight towards the kitchen, ignoring everyone again.
When he arrived in the kitchen, it was 2PM. He grabbed a sandwich and some chips and sat on the table farthest too the back and sat their alone and ate his sandwich and chips.
OoC= beat the Wraith :P
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OOC: I love how you all know what your doing. -sigh- IN:
The morning sunlight seeped through the curtains that hung in the frosted window. The scent of pine and flowers strong in the small room. Salem sighs, her eyes wide open, staring at the roof. Aside from the dim sunlight that sometimes entered the room, the room was pitch black. Not a problem for Salem. She sighs again, and sits up, swinging her legs over the side of her bed with supreme, cat-like grace.
"Another day, another boring slack around day," she mutters, standing up, walking to the window, shoving the curtains aside, pushing the window wide open. A somewhat strong blast of air, rushes into the room, as she sighs, inhaling deeply, taking in the different scents. She scans the grounds, then sighs heavily, as there is no movement.
She pushes herself away from the window, running her hand through her hair, grabbing a plain leather belt, tightening it around her waist.
"Im not even that hungry. Guess I'll just walk around. Or I can go train...God, its always the same here," she huffs, grabbing a set of keys, opening her door, locking it before stepping out, slamming it shut.
She yawns heavily, walking through the empty hallways, concentrating. She closes her eyes as she walks, thinking of an animal, and their key traits. A lion...Magestic, supreme sense of direction...Enhanced sense of sight, scent and hearing...Speed..And power.
Her eyes snap open and she lets out a shaky, sigh, blinking. She continues walking, listening to all the small creaks in the floor, her nose picking up on the faint scent of smoke from somewhere in the base. Dust, iron, blood, everything. The sound of people walking over 50 metres away sharp in her ears.
She grins and starts to jog, before kicking it up into a high speed sprint. Soon a large staircase comes into view. She doesn't even slow down, instead she takes a flying leap over it, even if the drop was deadly high. She glides through the air, then comes in for a landing; landing in the exact same way a lion would. She smirks proudly, and stands up normally, walking in the direction of a shared training room, where everyone can train together.
Martin finished eating his sandwich. He stood up with his plate, placed it in the dish dishwasher and walked towards the refrigerator and grabbed a coke.
As he walked away, he opened the can and started drinking it.
As he walked towards his room a girl passed by him, her pink hair waving through the air.
Martin didn't even flinch, but he knows he saw her somewhere before, but he didn't bother.
He kept walking towards his room without turning back.
After a short walk, he arrived at his room and he went inside.
He took off his jacket and went into the shower.
He took of his clothes and went inside.
After along bath he finally got out, dried himself of and placed on new clothes. It was warm so he left his shirt open and his hair wet.
"There isn't anyone in the training room right probably... I'll practice my sword and elemental-based powers..." he said.
He grabbed his sword that was on a shelf near his bed "Until I can find my real sword, this is good practice nonetheless." he said.
And with that being said, he walked out of his room and straight towards the training room.
He sighed and opened the door.
When he opened the door he saw Salem and Quin inside.
"Fuck..." he muttered.
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New Olympia ~RP~
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