Through out the world a cry has gone out. The God and Goddess that have watched over all creatures are gone. Prophets all over the word began telling the story of how ordinary humans can take the place of the missing God and Goddess. A quest and a trail has been set. All those who are interest are welcome to join. The quest will begin with a festival in the middle of the plains of Oklahoma.

Drake smirked as he walked towards the festival. He knew his search for answers would lead him somewhere, but he never imagined it would be something like this. He was a long way from home, but he didn't mind. This is where he rose to glory. He didn't see very many people here yet, and there was no one he would normally socialize with, so he waited for it to start off to the side, watching for anything interesting.

Roxy shook her head when she saw the festival. She was not looking forward to having to deal with so many people. She knew it was the only way. If she wanted to find out what happened to the Shadow Queen and possibly take the missing goddess place she needed to join this quest which meant dealing with people. Her hands tightened on her knives as she made her way to the festival.

Drake smirked as he noticed the girl walking towards the festival. She seemed like she didn't want to be here. Might be a good time to make an ally. He casually strolled over to the girl. "Hey there," he said, casually flipping his hair to the side. "Don't wanna be here, huh?"

Lindsey began to make her way towards the festival, nervous. Maybe this is what her fascination with water would always lead her to? Who knew? All she knew was that she was excited for the quest.

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Drake smirked as he noticed the girl walking towards the festival. She seemed like she didn't want to be here. Might be a good time to make an ally. He casually strolled over to the girl. "Hey there," he said, casually flipping his hair to the side. "Don't wanna be here, huh?"

"I want to be here. I will become a goddess. I just don't like people. Going down there means dealing withnalot of people." Roxy told him. Her gaze swept the festivities again. There probably no one there with at was interested in her. But she wasnt sure she like the idea of taking that chance. Still it was the only way to find out what the quest entailed. Grubbing her knives she headed down the hill.

Radu made his way down to the fair grounds from his stay at a hotel in town. He had always wanted to come to America. However, he was here now, and that was what mattered. He looked at his watch and hoped he could remember not to get it wet. It was not a water proof watch but a somewhat old antique.
He was glad that the Dark Mother healed him. Not only that but he had been made more robust through her blessing. Still, he was not a deity himself. He would have to earn his new office and powers like everyone else. The former Soviet, made his way to the others. `Good day to you.I believe that you are the others I have been told about.'

Roxy slowly made her way down the hill. She heard someone blowing a bugle. She figured that was the officials way of calling all the contestants to the opening ceremony. She needed to register or whatever was required of those who were interesting in the quest. She picked up her speed. She forced her way through the crowd towards the center of the festival.

Roxy slowly made her way down the hill. She heard someone blowing a bugle. She figured that was the officials way of calling all the contestants to the opening ceremony. She needed to register or whatever was required of those who were interesting in the quest. She picked up her speed. She forced her way through the crowd towards the center of the festival.

Drake jogged after her, a smirk on his face. He couldn't help checking her out as she ran in front of him. Still, he needed to get down there, too. If he didn't register, he'd be kind of screwed.

"Welcome everyone to the quest to become a god or goddess. We are glad to see so many willing to take on the challenge of becoming a surpreme being. This quest will not be easy. Some of you will fail. Those of you who succeed will be greatly rewarded. You will be given the power of the his or goddess you have chosen to replace. By accepting this power you will be responsible for filling the responsible of the god or goddess you have chosen."

"Sounds like fun!" Sherman piped up completely ignoring the crowd standing silently in awe at the announcement. "where do I sign buddo! i kinda wanna be a god who can hit stuff and smell nice and get all the wine he can drink! HAHA!. However if this quest presents danger i might look yonder to avoid any such conflict that might shatter my bones."

Bloody idiots. Everywhere. These are all little kids thinking they're big shots. At least there is one old guy around here. Darrick walked through the crowds of little teens, RPD in hand pointing at any who dare challenges him. His axe is strapped on his back, wrapped in bandages.

He walked up to the front, ignoring all the announcements and all the stares he was getting as he towered over the young ones. He grabbed the boy at the front, the one who just called out. Stern faced, Darrick looked at the boy whispering in his ear in a deep voice "Boy, keep quiet. Ever since the gods have fallen, people are vying for power in these parts. If you go around and look for fights, you will be killed first. Keep your weapon in hand and don't trust anyone." Darrick then looked at the announcer while patting the boy's shoulder.

"Sir, when can we start. My sweetie over here" He pats his RPD "Is ready to take anyone on. I want to beat these younglings. To the ground." To emphasise his point, he points his gun towards the sky and fires a full drum, flawlessly holding it in one hand without shaking. Calmly, he drops his expelled ammo and reloads his sweetie. Turning around, he looks at the man straight in the eye and say's "Let's get this on with"