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9 yrs ago
Current wtf happened? Everyone dissappead at the same time.
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10 yrs ago
Hitting a rough patch guys. I'm sorry if I'm not responding, but I have a lot to work out.
10 yrs ago
Missing my Butterflykisses and Draco_James
10 yrs ago
OK guys. About to do a major Cleaning of my plays. I have found the talent I have been looking for, so I will be dropping my Roleplays down to a couple people.
10 yrs ago
Pray for us. It's about to be a hell of a ride.
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*Shoos a noisy cricket outside*
Lora stared out the window of the lounge, though she had no idea what her physical body was looking at. She was watching Mothra in her head, sunning herself over the new egg. There was a lot of speculation on the possible outcome of such an egg, with so many modifications to Mothra herself. Now the third sister had rejoined them, and this alone could change things dramatically.

{In their mind, the Cosmos were sitting in Mothra's ceremony chamber, in a triangle that mirrored the gems in Mothra's forehead. They had their heads down in meditation each keeping their own council as the human body was busy, but now their mind could drift.
"I still do not trust them, nor their pet Lizard." Belvera said bitterly. It had always been her disgust at humans that cast a rift between the sisters. It wasn't until a human saved her life that she paused to consider the good among the race. She was still bitter, but there was a tolerance now.
"Stop it, Belvera. The humans are working with us now, and have granted us everything we have asked for. What more do you need to convince you." Lora, the emotional one of the three, responded. She was tired of the same old argument from her sister, and simply wanted to move on.
"Belvera is right." Moll chimed in, drawing shocked stares from both her sisters. Moll was more the calm and logical sister, more so now that Belvera had returned to match emotions with Lora. "It is the same situation we have always found ourselves in, Lora. Some humans are good, and some are not, but there is more to it than that. They constantly travel the same paths, trying to harness power they barely understand. That is why we help them with our conversions with the other monsters, and why we keep Mothra out of the experiment. In this instance, it would not be maliciousness on the human's part, it would be their ignorance. I don't wholly agree with this experiment, but the human's will try to do something, and all we can do is try to help them the best we can. They are already leagues further in their understanding than they were before we helped. We must be ready, though. The humans are nothing if not clumsy when it comes to things beyond their understanding. All three sisters smiled as Mothra chirped an agreement as she sunned.}

Lora smiled softly as she continued staring out the window, the notes of the latest information about the monsters under her arm. She sighed softly, moving to the coffee pot, starting another pot. It was going to be a long day, and she was determined to make the best of it.
Go ahead and keep posting
Simon, listening carefully to each thing that was said and asked, looked at them like a scientist looking intently at an experiment for any signs of change, which in a way he was, though mostly it was just a look that seemed to compose his relaxed face. Maybe his mom was right and his face really did get stuck like that.

"I plan for you to take small groups. These 'missions' as you put it, will take more than one person to accomplish, And a combination of your talents.
*Begs cutely for more people*
@AdamantiumWolfProbably true, but she would be able to recognize the picture of the Forest Hunters as they were what killed her people.
Did I lose everyone?
Character Sheet
Name: Lora Moll Belvera.
Age: 24
Demeanor: passive, but quite serious. She is innocent, and naive, about most things human, but shows an exceptional level of understanding in things involving magic, technology, and telepathy.
Appearance:

Skill Set: sword fighting, telepathy (more in tune with eat the monsters than humans), telekinesis

History: after Mothras return from the prehistoric age, and her victory over King Gidorah, the Elian sisters were left to ponder the major rift that had come between them. The Humans. Moll, the more logical of the three, decided on an experiment that would resolve their feud once and for all. With Mothras blessing, the combined their essence to make a solid human form. Using this form Lora Moll Belvera, as she called herself, joined human society as an immigrant of Infant Insland. It didn't take her long, with her combined knowledge of mechanics, bioengineering, and the monsters of earth, to land a job in G-force as a Psychologist, and inspector. Her ties to Mothra were remained a secret, though she maintained contact with their beloved God.

Role, Partner: Mothra Leo
Reserving partner to Mothra
A door opened on the back wall slowly, revealing a dark staircase leading down, and Dr. Simon. He cleared his throat as he shut the door and walked to the chair at the head of the table. "I would like to start by apologise for the short and spontaneous meeting we had before." Almost absent mindedly, he was taking out manila envelopes from under his arms, and began looking through them as he spoke. "I am sure some of you have a lot of question, and now would be the time to ask them. As I told most of you, we are here to put a stop to the invasion and restore what we can. I have the means of gaining information, but I..." He looked down at his nerd looking frame "...have little means of achieving what I ask for, otherwise I would not have asked for your help. Each of you have a unique quality that will be crucial in the days to come, and I have been very careful in choosing missions in which you have the highest probability of surviving." He took a moment to look at each of them directly. "I am not the government, nor do I hold you against your Will. If, at any time, you decide this is too much, and you wish to leave, I will not try to stop you. You will still be welcome to stay here and enjoy my hospitality, as the world will not last as long as my supplies will." His eyes darted wildly between the folders and the gathering, though they were not wide. It was as if his mind ran faster than his body could keep keep up with, and too fast to care about manners.

As he waited, and listened to the questions, he passed out folders to be passed around to each of them. Each folder contained a collection of pictures, and hand written notes to go with each picture. (Refer to the Beastiary. This will be updated as things progress)
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