It lasted 7 hours. 7 hours of confusion, panic, destruction, and death. Things came from the sky, shreeching, diving, smashing buildings and snatching ponies. 7 hours of what we now call the Arrival.
These dark, creatures killed, and while some headed back up, many stayed, hunting in the concrete jungle.
Eventually, the equestrian military arrived, managing to repel the invaders back after a gruelling fight. While it was declared a victory, many died, and it was ignored, treated like a singular event.
It wasn't long till it happened again.
People were more prepared, they knew what was happening, they fled, and the military arrived again. People questioned, wondered. Some thought it wouldn't stop.
They were right.
But despite what everyone thought, we were ready.
A large group of the races collaborated upon discovering that these portals weren't just in equestria - they were all over. One in the Griffon kingdoms, another in the Dragonholds. It wasn't isolated. They decided they needed to be more prepared.
Experiments were conducted, people altered to create the greatest soldiers ever conceived. These attacks weren't going to stop themselves. The greatest minds worked together to improve the greatest physiques. And these Warriors worked. The invasions were being repelled, even as they became stronger. The Warriors were deployed as part of the Karin paramilitary forces - dedicated to removing the threat of invasion. Very quickly these troops were drafted into the armies and other groups. The attacks slowed down, the retreats quicker.
And then they threw everything they had.
The event was described as Hellish, chaotic, violent. Many thought the world was ending. They were almost right. But these things couldn't know we'd found how to reach them. We'd spent years on it, but we could send our armies through. And we destroyed them.
Though many creatures remained, they scattered. The leaders of their hiveminds gone, they barely knew how to survive. Many celebrated, almost ignorant of the death and destruction. But the Warriors didn't know what to do. They were broken in the conflicts, the Karin paramilitary almost shelving and ignoring them. They were outcasts in the world they'd saved.
And it only took a month for people to realize how much the attacks had done. All the funding, all the money used. The chaos let the crazies out, and the creatures were still in the world. Some Warriors went insane, others didn't know what to do.
But some pulled forth. And while everything else fell, they clawed and kicked and screamed their way out.
And even when the Aftermath is all that remained, it was enough for them.
Rules:
Follow the basic rp rules please.
The warriors aren't super powered, they won because they had training, and high numbers. Don't expect to throw tanks or be batman.
Any race in the show is permitted
Try not to use a character you use all the time. Or, if you do, at least make them fitting.
I encourage swearing. Like, make swears a lot a character trait if you want.
A few notes:
The aftermath of Equestria and the rest of the world is pretty apocalyptic - aside from the fact that there is still a government and civilisation, much of the world is down the toilet. The demons still roam the countryside, and even without any command, they still have a need to kill, some towns have turned to cannibalism, others simply sold the entire town's buildings and lived on airships. The entire infrastructure is down, and there's very little money. Canterlot is basically the same, minus all the tourists, though.
Character sheet:
Name:
Gender:
Race:
Occupation: (I couldn't think of a better term. Is your character a Karin operative, a warrior, a regular soldier, or someone trying to survive?)
Age:
Appearance:
Personality:
Traits: (Little quirks, that are completely optional)
Other: (literally anything else)
I'm still accepting players in the other thread.
Edited by Shroom Agent, 14 January 2016 - 02:15 AM.
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