Parallel

[Twilightpersona]

This will be a somewhat serious RP about us fighting off a threat to our clan from a parallel world. Since I'm not very good at RP's yet maybe someone could make the first move?

[BlackRain]

As interesting as this sounds, I would prefer a little bit more thought into it. I know you're good with ideas, as Time is a magnificenty piece. You just need to work on your delivery.

Speaking of Time, I'd like to see more of that story unfold. >.>

[Twilightpersona]

yea you're right. I'll fix this RP and I got some detail to PM you on the subject of Time

[BlackRain]

Good boy. I'll be able to answer in two hours, so get it to me by then, if it's possible.

[Twilightpersona]

We are facing a threat to our clan from a parallel world. They come out of nowhere in all directions and fall from the sky like they own the place. They begin raiding our supplies taking what they want and killing whatever and whoever they can. Our security systems had been compromised so we only just found out what had happened, leaving us at a terrible disadvantage against the foes. We are the last ones left to defend what is rightfully ours. We grab what is left of our supplies as well as some choice personal belongings and weapons from our rooms. Left with no other choice but to face the invading enemy head on so we do just that.

[Parone92]

Well i can get into it. What does the invaders look like?

[Twilightpersona]

Originally they are pure white with no facial features. They take the form of those they kill, trying to pose as them and act like one of us so we begin to lose trust in each other due to not knowing who is the fake and who is the real one. It makes fighting them that much harder unless we find a way to tell the difference.

[Parone92]

Alright, well start it off so i can follow.

[Twilightpersona]

We are slowly making our way towards the enemy. Right now most of them are still white. A few our posing as some of our dead security patrol members. We grab what we think might be useful. I grab a katana with a long black blade and a silver handgun.

[Parone92]

The sky is darkened red as Parone looks up to see the still incoming meteorites, he still pondered why the glowing beasts were here, but that didn't matter to him at the moment; all that mattered was trying to survive the assault on their compound by the demons. As he crouches to make himself less of a target, he comes upon his building, where he finds his unit fending off the creatures with mixed success. The creatures are dying in large numbers, but it seems like they're suicide troops, as more just keep coming to charge the compound. Ruling out the possibility that he could return to grab his own weapons from his locker Parone decides it is best to fall back to one of the outlyig bunkers outside of the base. He has no idea what the nearby city is like and dreads the idea of having to go into there to find supplies if this event goes on.