ChaoticFox

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

@SgtEasy@Xalo@Kingdom of Nohr@Stekkmen@hellrazor@hagroden@Zhaliora

Let the end of the world, begin.

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

Lonely World, Season One

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August 29th, 2018 - One Week after the accident…

01:30 | The Smith Household

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A thunderstorm had rolled in as darkness covered the city like a veil. Up until now, the blackness of the asphalt streets had never been rivaled by the night. Up until now, they hadn’t seen a country-wide-- no, a worldwide disaster such as this one. The power was still on in about half of the city. Lights still speckled the downtown streets of Toronto, but left the more isolated suburbs and rural areas shrouded in dark.

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Lizzy gently shifted one of the blind panels aside and peered through the tiny sliver of window that she could see. Outside, the rain still fell in the dead of night, the clouds blocking out any remaining light that the moon would have casted upon the now silent city. The young brunette’s eyes scanned across the dark street, though what she was looking for remained unknown.

“I don’t see anything..” She whispered back in the direction of her mother, her voice quivering as she did. Lizzy’s mind raced, a thunderstorm of emotions more violent than the storm outside, raged inside of her head. At first, it had been panic like most people would’ve felt. Then came the true fear and the overwhelming nature of what had happened had hit her. Finally, a wave of sadness, before she had finally accepted the situation and started to wonder about their future. However long-- or short, that may be.

She slumped back down against the wall of the house, her knife grasped gently in her hand. A shiver went up her spine as she thought of the dead body in the next room over, the person that had all but raised her, gone from this world. A single tear rolled down her face, almost invisible in the dark, but still present. A show of mourning for her. Lizzy balled a fist; She would not be overtaken so easily.

“...S-so...now what?”

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

Sorry for the delays peeps. I'll have a post up within twelve hours.

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@Dynamo Frokane Just busy, will post tomorrow.

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

@SgtEasy@Xalo@Kingdom of Nohr@Stekkmen@hellrazor@hagroden@Zhaliora

I'm advancing the first post to tonight as I won't be around tomorrow night. @hellrazor can catch up when they get back. Any objections?

Zahir here...that rhymed...

Welcome to the guild!

Sky Warrior Stories: The New York 5 (closed)

@Skepic That's how its gonna be eh? XD

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Alexandria "Staten Island" Robins

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The roar of the twelve cylinder Griffin engine resonated throughout the sky as the Scarlet Harlot cruised above the clouds, on the prowl. The sleek Spitfire XII was rather unimpressive at first glance, but underneath the hood she was a monster of a plane. Next to the rumored Red Tail, the Harlot was one of the fastest planes in the sky once you put it into the full supercharger gear. It had been built from the ground up to be light and fast, with a re-done airframe and slightly thinner body panels adorning it's exterior.

Inside the cockpit, Alex sat rather calmly behind the controls. She looked to her altimeter before reaching up to check that her flight mask had made a full seal. 15,000 feet and holding steady. The whole of the Staten Island area-- Alex’s designated patrol area, passed below as she peeked out of the cockpit, making sure no one had managed to sneak up on her. Once she had completed her visual check, she reached over and pressed the talk button on her radio, linked directly to the airfield.

“This is Staten Island to airfield, come in.”

“Yes Staten, we’ve got you loud and clear. Go ahead.”

“My patrol has come up with nothing major, just the usual junkers. No longer a threat to the area. I’m bingo on fuel and I’m coming back to base.”

“Roger that, Staten Island. We’ll see you back home. Out.”

Alex reached over and flicked a switch, engaging the cockpit speakers before sliding in a CD in front of her. A few seconds later, the opening riffs to AC/DC’s Stormy May Day resonated through the plane. With a gentle bank Alex corrected her heading to return home, before pushing forward on the stick to bring the plane into a rather steep dive. She watched her airspeed climb higher as her altimeter dropped like a stone. Within 2,000 feet of the ground, she leveled off the aircraft and unleashed a rain of machine gun fire onto an unsuspecting bandit P-39, sending it quickly to it’s grave as the 20mm rounds pounded its airframe. Before anyone could intervene, the Harlot's engines roared back to full throttle and sent the plane rocketing away.

As the airfield came into view, she grinned to herself and kicked the engine into the F.S gear before pulling back hard on the stick, executing a rather low altitude barrel roll.

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The quiet governor’s office had begun to bore her. It wasn’t that she didn’t like the governor, in fact, he was the reason she was not behind bars. It was that she was used to the adrenaline and the excitement of sitting in the cockpit of a fighter. She listened to what he had to say before turning to the new arrival.

”You’ve brought us some fresh meat I see, governor. This will be fun.”

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

Still waiting for @Kingdom of Nohr and @hellrazor. To keep things moving I'm gonna be posting the first outbreak post on Saturday. You have until then to post your intro IC's up.

It's a Lonely World - Open for Apps

@Solaris Well written, original and detailed. Accepted, feel free to post it under the characters tab. Welcome to Lonely Worlds. Your first IC post should be a day in the life of your character a few months before the outbreak, see the IC tab for examples. Otherwise, after everyone has their prologue IC post done, we'll begin the main portion of the RP.