[hr][hr][center][img]https://s9.postimg.org/5xwkbgd73/8402167275e0247750f8d47a1609230f.png[/img][hr][img]https://s14.postimg.org/yfocdyxq9/AK3_Kq.gif[/img][hr][@Nallore][@FantasyChic][@BlueSky44][@Peridot][hr][h3][color=#9999ff][b]December 28th, 2016 - 11:01 P.M. EST - 0 Days Since Hel Returned[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][hr] Since we are coming onto the end of day, each of you has received the following reward for surviving: a get out of death free card! These cards can be used [b]once[/b] in order to change the fate of a character. This does not have to be [i]your[/i] character - say, your favorite character's significant other dies? Bam! Use the card and they're a-okay! Use these cards wisely, as it's unlikely they will ever be awarded again... These cards are eligible to be used in the following RPs: [list] [*]The Horrors of Coventry [*]Darke Magyk [*]The Wolves of Red Lake (permission given by [@Nallore]) [*]X-Men: Darkness Rising (permission given by [@BlueSky44]) [*]The Unfortunate Thirteen (permission given by [@BlueSky44]) [*]Any future RP GM'ed by Morose [/list] Now believe it or not, my dears, but December 28th is drawing to a close. Its famously known to be the unluckiest day of the year - rumored to be when Judas turned on Jesus - yet you all know too well the horrors that lurk on this day. How many of you are still alive? Of those who died - did you suspect you would have drawn your last breath this day? Perhaps it is better that way - you won't have to be alive for the coming year. It appears that darkness is rising as our world plunges more and more into chaos and despair. While we lived in ignorance before the events of Altsoba and New York, maybe it was better that way. It was better to not anticipate a gruesome end and to instead arrive at it unexpectedly. Well, I suppose time will tell... [i][b][color=9999ff]Highway Near Clearwater, Florida...[/color][/b][/i] From somewhere behind her, Jessica can hear the sound of three sharp knocks. If she turns her head, she can see a cloak seemingly materialize out of nowhere. As it drifted softly to the ground, it began to take shape and form - yet she wouldn't be able to see who was under it. Yet Jessica, well versed in angel lore, would recognize [url=https://s8.postimg.org/z1o0lzy05/mallory.jpg]a kumakatok[/url] when she saw one. There were only three in existence - two older men and one young girl. The names they went by tended to change to suit the time and place. There was also a brief commotion on the end of the line. "Hai...I am sorry I missed your call. Kyasarin says that you need help?" It was none other than Chikashi himself. He sounded a little shaken, clearly troubled by something that had just gone on. "There...there was an incident at O.M.E.N. headquarters. I just missed it," Chikashi then explained. [i][b][color=9999ff]O.M.E.N. Panic Room - O.M.E.N Headquarters - Washington D.C...[/color][/b][/i] Ricky was a bit of a mess - but could you blame him? He was covered in blood that wasn't his own and he couldn't unclench his knuckles. The poor thing was quivering and as Alex approached him, he flinched a bit in fear - as if expecting an attack. But given the events that went down, that wasn't surprising either. Almost everyone that died had been brought back by Hel and turned into her personal puppets of death. It was either a blessing or a curse that once Hel left, the animated corpses dropped lifelessly to the ground. They could rest - just not in peace. "I...I....I..." Ricky stuttered, before swallowing thickly. "When I blink...I still see...that thing...and..." his voice trailed off. He wasn't cut out for this, that much was clear. Alex was going to need to give Ricky a little bit of tough love - either that or literally drag him out of there. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i]Folly Valeska[/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s14.postimg.org/p7w3xko6p/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] The Library - Coventry, Massachusetts [b]Interacting With:[/b] Lilith & Thalia [@BlueSky44][@FantasyChic][/center][hr][hr] Folly leaned against the wall, letting her hair fall forward to mask her tears as Fairfax left. With him gone, it sank in that she would never see him again. They were separated by almost a century of time. The Fairfax she knew was long dead by now. She couldn't bear the thought of looking into it though - what if Fairfax had died young? Or what if he had been alive still when she was born? What if his death had been soft and peaceful - or hard and painful? They were questions she didn't want answered. As long as she didn't know what happened to him, she could imagine something kind. After a few minutes passed, Folly stepped forward and rejoined the conversation with Thalia and Lilith. They didn't have any sort of a plan. And as far as Folly was aware, they had two options. They could run and move on with their lives - or they could stay and attempt to fight. "Hel killed our family," Folly finally said quietly. The Circus had been their home - and now, it was destroyed. "She may not have killed my mother, but she is the reason for her death...And as much as I hate my father...He's my father." She looked down at the ground, waiting for the immediate remarks of disgust from Lilith and Thalia. She knew it wouldn't be easy to understand. Even after everything Boris had done to her, she couldn't divorce him from the idea of a proper father - one who would take care of her and look out for her. "We should do something...Maybe...Maybe contact O.M.E.N., let them know what happened here..." "...Where did the cloak go?"[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#C39BD3]Robin Ramírez[/color] & [color=00ffcc]Aloise Zamora[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s17.postimg.org/wmm321jsv/ezgif-2-0869d8c78d.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#C39BD3]Location:[/color][/b] Room 307 - Hunter Hotel, Omaha, Nebraska [b][color=00ffcc]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Mariana Garcia [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr] Aloise nodded, thinking back to what she had seen in Coventry. [color=00ffcc]"It was like...Like the cloaks in Harry Potter. Black and thick with a hood,"[/color] Aloise explained. She was sure that Hel would be able to tell the difference. From what she recalled, the cloak had magical powers. It had briefly possessed Daniyal before he was sent back to his timeline. It wasn't going to be as simple as buying a cloak and fashioning it to look like it. While it worked in movies, it rarely did in real life. Hel would be able to tell that the magic of the cloak was wrong. It was like the princess and the pea - it was something Hel would simply know. [color=#C39BD3]"We can make some calls - someone we know might have some information on warding,"[/color] Robin then suggested. [color=#C39BD3]"And of course, there's always research."[/color] Aloise hadn't given them any information on sigils, so Robin was operating under the assumption that that was because Aloise didn't know anything. The veteran hunter struck her as being a bit out of her element. It was probably for the best that Aloise had gone to recruit other hunters - she wouldn't survive this on her own. [color=00ffcc]"We should probably look out for any news from the D.C. area,"[/color] Aloise suggested. Robin nodded in agreement. Whatever "business" Hel had in D.C., it couldn't possibly be good. [color=00ffcc]"Got any hunter's helper on you?"[/color] Aloise then asked, referencing the pride and joy of all hunters - alcohol.