We've become INFECTED by our EXISTANCE
The world as we know it has changed. The immortal beings, Vampires, Werewolves, Elves, Dragons and all the like, became tired of living in hiding and being "creatures of lore" that many humans don't even believe in. They wanted to EXIST like humans. That is where the new century began.
The immortals drew together a great army and attacked the humans without warning in the dead of night. The humans were overwhelmed by the attack, and they were left devastated and confused.The mortals had lost, the unexpected attack from an enemy that they hadn't known or dreamed existing caught them too far off guard. When the mortals did fight back, it turned out to be such a pitiful effort that they surrendered soon after.
Some mortals did not like the change, living with creatures that were supposed to haunt nightmares and exist in dreams. Those that felt strong enough about it went underground and formed a rebellion, EFTM, and the hateful Immortals formed their own group, TMWD. The two groups waged war and fought, but that was soon the least of the problems.
A mortal female, Lani, had ended the rebellion feuds, while an immortal leader, Sylvia of the vampires, found out that there was a horrible plague that had been unnoticed for millenia. This began to prove problematic to the race of ever-living beings.
Those who had it and were of the most ancient ages got hit by the disease first. It shattered their minds and sent them into primal states of hunger and rage. They were captured and contained in special hidden facilities where they were studied by elite scientists of both immortal and mortal origin. And life was otherwise resumed as normal. There were fewer immortals than mortals, but neither race took this as a battle opportunity.
They have now been working together for about 90 years, united to find the cure to the disease that brought them together. The human, Lani, has passed on, but the Vampire, Sylvia, remains to keep order as the leader of the immortals. The world has been at peace, but will it stay that way?
The world as we know it has changed. The immortal beings, Vampires, Werewolves, Elves, Dragons and all the like, became tired of living in hiding and being "creatures of lore" that many humans don't even believe in. They wanted to EXIST like humans. That is where the new century began.
The immortals drew together a great army and attacked the humans without warning in the dead of night. The humans were overwhelmed by the attack, and they were left devastated and confused.The mortals had lost, the unexpected attack from an enemy that they hadn't known or dreamed existing caught them too far off guard. When the mortals did fight back, it turned out to be such a pitiful effort that they surrendered soon after.
Some mortals did not like the change, living with creatures that were supposed to haunt nightmares and exist in dreams. Those that felt strong enough about it went underground and formed a rebellion, EFTM, and the hateful Immortals formed their own group, TMWD. The two groups waged war and fought, but that was soon the least of the problems.
A mortal female, Lani, had ended the rebellion feuds, while an immortal leader, Sylvia of the vampires, found out that there was a horrible plague that had been unnoticed for millenia. This began to prove problematic to the race of ever-living beings.
Those who had it and were of the most ancient ages got hit by the disease first. It shattered their minds and sent them into primal states of hunger and rage. They were captured and contained in special hidden facilities where they were studied by elite scientists of both immortal and mortal origin. And life was otherwise resumed as normal. There were fewer immortals than mortals, but neither race took this as a battle opportunity.
They have now been working together for about 90 years, united to find the cure to the disease that brought them together. The human, Lani, has passed on, but the Vampire, Sylvia, remains to keep order as the leader of the immortals. The world has been at peace, but will it stay that way?
PLOT FOR OUTCAST REBELLION
Four girls, all of whom have some reason for leaving their country to come here, what they call Bohemia. They also all have a secret that they must hide from the world, and have to deal with teen life at the same time! The people they meet, and the enemies that they make can cause them pain or relief. There are more dangerous things though. One of the teachers that they have is up to foul play. Will the students find out? Will the girls be able to stop this teacher's wrath? You can help in the OUTCAST REBELLION.
RANDOM PLOT
Ah. It seems that you've found a world unlike your own. Yes, we have yet to see humans here. How do we know of humans you ask? Look into the mirror. You see those shapes? Those are your friends. Odd, yes I agree, but what can you expect from a world such as this? Well, I best tell you of how we came to be.
It began, not long after the first intelligent human began to create tales of their beginning. That one, I believe they were named Walking Eagle, had been looking into a pond. As they spoke, the words wove and created our own world. In truth, I am the first, but remain the story teller.
It was a void, empty and lonely before the rest took shape from the spoken words. As other beings appeared, the visions of good and evil gods, I began to watch. They knew, and still know, nothing of my existence. I am only the one who greets those that do not belong.
I blather though... The woven tale soon gave the beings shape, souls as well... but what had been spoken was flipped by the reflections. That which he called good, they turned out to look beautiful, but they hold within them the darkest of evils. Those he spoke of to be evil and deceptive, they looked truly ugly and horrible, were found to be the most pure. It had not taken long for these two to separate into sides.
Both have been peaceful, though with your appearance there seems to be a link. There have been others before you, and each has found groups of the man-spoken gods to speak with and rule over. There are not many of these though. Quite often feuds have led to create trauma within this world's balance. I wish to see things set right, but there is nothing I can do but feel as the negative emotions and intentions rise. Venture forward, find a way home, and once there, weave no tales as you look into your reflection. It may only end worse.
The world of fiction seems to have limitless possibilities. There are so many powers and things that you find. This is one such world. How you arrived in this strange place is beyond you. Perhaps it was caused by that pendant that fell from your most recent library tale? It had shone with a strange aura, and when you touched it you did black out after all. Well, no matter. You are trapped in this world of a fictional reality and there seems no way out. Perhaps you can explore and find a way to leave?
As you walk along, you hear the sounds of a battle. Who is fighting and for what reason? As you approach, the who part is quickly forgotten. What is that? Some look human, others are part beast, and yet others still are fully beast. Some are neither, being trees that move or some odd sludge with no face. As you stand there, a creature notices you. It snarls and confronts you. With cleaver words you keep it from attacking, and question about this strange world. He looks to his comrades and decides that an explanation is more important than a battle that they have already won. "This is a land of what you humans call 'fiction.' We are told that we were created through your written words." It said, voice rough like gravel.
You think on this, and notice that there seem to be other humans. Some had been slain, though they seemed to also have been changing. When you ask of this, the creature growls. "There are those of your kind who have come to seek power through manipulation. Those of Evil have managed to gather through deception those of our created kinds. Many humans whom I have met have gathered us and sent us to fight when needed. It is noble, and for that I fight." It responded. Yet more to think of. When you ask of the change it kicks dirt upon the dead one's body. "They have sold themselves to this world to get what they want. They are not to be desired of." With that, it walked away to speak with a werewolf that had called it.
You stay and think of the little you had learned, and soon leave the battle area. It seems to be a conflict to save something, but what? Is it Gaia, your home realm, this new fictional world which you have come to call Grims, or is it just the sanctity of something you have yet to discover? Better yet, perhaps you should gather your own troupe to help you with understanding what you discover....
