Their World 1.8A Changing WorldEarthIncursion: Day 1 It had been on it’s way for centuries. People had noticed the signs, but known nothing of their meaning. Some violent anomalies would overturn a table, but someone would call it a poltergeist. An object would disappear from existence, but it was written off as misplaced. Children would vanish never to be seen again, but kidnappers would be blamed, and later the blame would be passed on to Slenderman. The truth, Earth was a doomed planet. It had the highest concentration in the Multiverse for instances of dimensional travel. This came with major side effects. A strange creature spotted in the forest or jungle. Fields of crops flattened and woven together in massive patterns overnight. An unexplainable realistic vision appearing to someone in a dream. And now it had been pushed over the brink. At first there was silence, a calm before the storm where no unexplained mysteries popped up baffling scientists and detectives. Then it hit like
JoaT: Friend Or FoeFriend Or Foe “So… when you two getting married?” Fiona looked over to Bunnie. “What?” Bunnie shrugged, grinning. “You and Tails. Ya’ll gonna get married, right? Please say yes. I love weddings.” Fiona shook her head. “Well, you’re as delightfully retarded as ever. We’re not getting married.” Bunnie rocketed ahead and stopped in front of Fiona, turning and holding her hand out. Fiona obediently stopped. The were hovering more than a kilometer above the tree line, Fiona on her Gear and Bunnie using her built-in rockets. Fiona crossed her arms as Bunnie began. “You two ain’t goin’ through a rough patch in yer relationship now, are you?” Fiona sighed. “Our relationship is strictly business-related.” Bunnie nodded sarcastically. “I’m sure it is, darlin’.” She idly backed up as some laser fire streaked pa
Their World 1.7Not Our KindOutside EdinmireIncursion: Day 1 A lone figure stood in the forest, watching the wind blow through the trees. He noted the way the leaves swayed, how the branches moved. Something was off here. That's exactly what he was looking for. He spoke, his voice quiet. No one was around to hear it, so no volume was really needed. "Most people leave after they die. Why is it you remain?" For a few seconds there was no response, though most wouldn't expect one at all. Then a voice appeared out of the air, as if carried on the wind. "How do you know I am here?" He looked around briefly, trying to see if he could spot more signs of the lingering spirit. "The wind. It moves through your cloak. That slows it down. I've learned to watch for things like this." "What do you want from me?" He shrugged. "Just an experiment... I can bring you back to life, if you wish." There was a moment of silence before the spirit answered.
Their World 1.6Blood FeudHigh CharityIncursion: Day 1 "The Brute fleet has left the sacred ring and is heading to the Human home world. They have left a few ships behind, but the delinquency in their actions is plain to see." The Prophet of Truth looked down from his pedestal at the gold armored Sangheili ship master. If what he spoke was the truth then the Jiralhanae had broken an oath. The Prophet sighed, unwilling to bring the Sangheili back into favor by removing the Jiralhanae from the ranks of the Covenant. He didn't have to speak, however, because his newest puppet spoke for him. "Then they have done right. The Human filth is a plague of unsavory creatures that infest every world they find. Send some ships to bolster the ring's guard, but let the dumb apes kill to their hearts' content." The ship master looked to the Prophet for confirmation, not yet ready to take orders solely from the creature hidden in the shadows. Truth nodded, glad that he hadn't had to do anything to manipulate
JoaT: Skies On FireSkies On Fire Sally stood looking over the edge of the ship. The ground below was green and lush for now, but that would soon change. She glanced up, looking across the battlefield. Arcs of laser fire and lines of smoke filled the air around the ship. Even though she was standing on the launch deck she was perfectly safe so long as the shields held. "Dreadful thing, war." Sally turned to see a Mobian Fox. He was only a bit taller than her, blonde hair falling around his shoulders. He was wearing a guard uniform with a sergeant insignia. He smiled at her, confirming her assumption that he had something he wanted to say to her. She nodded to him. "Dreadful, yes. But I guess it's necessary sometimes." An overhead speaker blared a warning about enemy fighters. He ushered her away from the edge of the deck. "We should go inside. Your father will be wanting you." Sally stepped through the corridor leading away from the deck and turned around. The g