Nightfall (freeform/original)

It's the year 2020. Technology is booming. Cancer treatments and cures, cybernetics, androids, computers, vehicles, you name it. Chances are, if you've heard of it before, it's been improved or invented. That's the problem; humans did too much.
In an attempt to discover ways to travel faster through space, to make travel between planets easier and faster, scientists experimented with inter-dimensional prototypes. The objective was to open a wormhole through another dimension that lead to another location, as a sort of 'warp travel'. It was working, and a wormhole was opened.
But it wasn't a wormhole. It was a portal.
Thousands upon thousands of monstrosities poured out. Nonhuman creatures, things that were grotesque and powerful. Demons.
They poured out of the portal in a seemingly endless stream. They tore through the lab, out into the city, and virtually overnight the entire country of Sweden (where the experiments had been taking place) was wiped off the map. Shapeshifter demons learned how to invade boats and airplanes, to carry demonic troops all over the world, and within a month, most of the world had been taken over by the demons.

But it wasn't only demons that were expelled onto Earth.

There was a virus, harmless to humans. Beneficial, even. It made them slightly faster and stronger, smarter, virtually improved in every way. It wasn't enough to make the small amount of humans that contracted it able to stand up to the demons, but it didn't matter, they weren't looking to take back Earth yet.
The humans solely lived in the shells of old cities, barely surviving.
It was this survival that created Them. Women who had contracted the virus, and had children with men whom also contracted it had greatly enhanced children. They had the same attributes as their parents, aside from one thing; elemental powers.
These few children with powers were easily able to kill demons, even at young ages. The small pockets of civilization trained them to be fighters, to take back buildings and cities. They were sent out into the world, to retake their planet from the demonic invaders.


Denver, Colorado. One of the emptiest places of the Apocalypse. Dogtown, it was called. Nothing but dogs and wolves lived here, and occasionally hellhounds (dogs infected with the demonic virus, though not evil. Just bigger, and occasionally sprouting flames or other odd physical characteristics) . The perfect place to start rebuilding. Ten years after the demons invaded, it was empty, save for the dogs and the occasional salvager. Fastforward another few years, and a few small tribes of humans moved in, rebuilding the upper levels of skyscrapers, making them homes and bases to wage war on the demons.
Spread by word of mouth, small tribes of humans would move to the outskirts of the city, trying to rebuild.
Then it came. A greater demon. It was massive, standing at least fifteen feet tall, with giant bat wings, and bloodred skin. It's legs were like that of a goat, and each of it's fingers was tipped with a long, black claw. It's head was filled with razor-sharp teeth, and four tusks protruded from it's mouth. Spikes lined it's spine, following all the way down it's back, ending in a scorpion's tail. It killed the tribes that lived on the outskirts of Dogtown, several hundred dogs, and the leader of the first tribe to move in, before it was even so much as injured. The chieftain's son, Isaac Ahmaht, was one of the elemental children. He used his powers of ice to tear a wing off and send it plummeting. It survived, but fled from Dogtown.
He knew he'd have to round up some people to defend the city, so he set up a radio, and sent an emergency broadcast over all frequencies.

"THIS IS ISAAC AHMAHT. I AM IN DENVER, COLORADO, AND AM REQUESTING HELP. WE WERE ATTACKED BY A GREATER DEMON AND ARE LOOKING FOR AS MANY PEOPLE AS POSSIBLE TO HELP DEFEND AND FIGHT. MY CLAN OFFERS FOOD AND SHELTER FOR THOSE THAT WILL STAY AND HELP. I REPEAT, THIS IS ISAAC AHMAHT..."

All he could do was wait, and hope that the Greater Demon didn't come back.









Here's a port from Magnolia, which was also a port from like Neopets or some shit that used to be my roleplaying grounds when I was like 10. A bit of work's been done on it, even though I'm too lazy to put effort into the interest check. Yeah. Who's down?

 

People just quit posting because Stabberz got butthurt.

 

Coolio. Time to make the OOC thread.