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shylarahEnd Merlin
October 26th, 2016, you would have risen that day as you do any other. Step from rest, address ever-evolving issues, accomplish a sense of fulfillment by the end of all typical rhythms. Regrettably, Earth's human population had no such luxury by time of dawn, eastern standard time.
At 7:37 A.M., an ominous female voice is telepathically perceived by all humans; if they are asleep, it rouses them. Her words are as follows: "The games have begun. Laugh and rejoice. Children, your first test starts. Stop extinction."
By 8:30 A.M., half of Earth's sentient population has been claimed by a supernatural plague. Victims of said plague are transformed into ghoul-like creatures with profound speed and strength. This disease does not spread naturally, hosts are chosen at random from all populations.
By 9:30 A.M., Earth's moon appears in the sky, it's surface now jet-black and lined with alien symbols. Said symbols faintly correlate with ancient Nordic runes. The sky darkens planet wide, beginning to continuously project a deep twilight despite current time of day.
By 10:20 A.M., satellite communications of all kinds have ceased. Almost all world superpowers are in complete turmoil due to the aforementioned plague's ability to spontaneously manifest within anyone regardless as to all known means of quarantine. The Mexican cartel is one of few surviving groups maintaining an active communications network.
By 11:11 A.M. they arrive, those magic few whom promised Merlin they would come when 'End Times' can no longer be prevented by himself. Meanwhile, all previously dormant supernatural/mythical evils have now been reawakened and revitalized. Anything and everything that could have been under your bed probably is at this time.
By 11:20 A.M., you're discovered by one of the aforementioned 'magic few'. Wherever you found refuge was either well-hidden or did a fine job of keeping you safe these past four hours, but the scope of Earth's current horrors have still been made relatively known to you one way or another. (Your first post would be your exposition, showing how they survived and what they went through without any relic abilities.)
October 26th, 2016, you would have risen that day as you do any other. Step from rest, address ever-evolving issues, accomplish a sense of fulfillment by the end of all typical rhythms. Regrettably, Earth's human population had no such luxury by time of dawn, eastern standard time.
At 7:37 A.M., an ominous female voice is telepathically perceived by all humans; if they are asleep, it rouses them. Her words are as follows: "The games have begun. Laugh and rejoice. Children, your first test starts. Stop extinction."
By 8:30 A.M., half of Earth's sentient population has been claimed by a supernatural plague. Victims of said plague are transformed into ghoul-like creatures with profound speed and strength. This disease does not spread naturally, hosts are chosen at random from all populations.
By 9:30 A.M., Earth's moon appears in the sky, it's surface now jet-black and lined with alien symbols. Said symbols faintly correlate with ancient Nordic runes. The sky darkens planet wide, beginning to continuously project a deep twilight despite current time of day.
By 10:20 A.M., satellite communications of all kinds have ceased. Almost all world superpowers are in complete turmoil due to the aforementioned plague's ability to spontaneously manifest within anyone regardless as to all known means of quarantine. The Mexican cartel is one of few surviving groups maintaining an active communications network.
By 11:11 A.M. they arrive, those magic few whom promised Merlin they would come when 'End Times' can no longer be prevented by himself. Meanwhile, all previously dormant supernatural/mythical evils have now been reawakened and revitalized. Anything and everything that could have been under your bed probably is at this time.
By 11:20 A.M., you're discovered by one of the aforementioned 'magic few'. Wherever you found refuge was either well-hidden or did a fine job of keeping you safe these past four hours, but the scope of Earth's current horrors have still been made relatively known to you one way or another. (Your first post would be your exposition, showing how they survived and what they went through without any relic abilities.)