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[CuziamNinja]

You stood beside thousand others, in a line spanning as far as the eye could see. The first time every race, or almost every race, had joined forces. A few people around you were shifting uncomfertable, being so close to the front line must have unerved them. A man on a horse gallops though the troops yelling "They are comming, Hold steady!!" a few people squint there eyes, but you can see just fine. A mass of black was rapidly moving tword the army. In every direction, devoring the ground as it went. "Ready your weapons!" Your gerneral yells, and the front line raises thier tower shields and waits. The mass is still moving, seemingly never ending.The archers fire off volley after volley, but it doesn't hinder the wave at all. The faster ones clash the shields first, fallowed by the giant undead. They hold for a second, then go down in blood and gore. Fighting starts to break out in little groups and but the undead always seem to be there, no matter how many were killed. After what seems like hours, you find your self near the general, in a small circle fighting. A club like hand hits you in the head and you fall, not dead, but uncousios. You hear chanting and see a slight glow around you as you fall, but don't have enough time to think rationaly about what it might be. The next time you wake up, you are in a crator, some where were a million tiny suns seem to be shinning down upon you. You slip back into your sleep before you can find anything out. Fuzzy images again, this time wierd men in white. White everywhere, another small sun shinning upon you. You feel a prick, and then go back into the dark sleep. Finnaly, you awaken staring into a white cealing. You hear beeps from a strange machine next to you, and you see a few other of your comrads around you. You see a large man standing in the Entrance to your door way, frowning.

[Gryffydd65]

Gazul looked around letting the beaming rays from his forehead sweep over the room. His light lost in the room as it to was so bright. He looked at his comrades and he tried to get up.

[Oloth the Mad]

Kafziel opens his eyes and turns his head, looking around the room trying to see where he is at then notices the large man there staring at him and stares back at him intently, studying everything there is.

[Arothas]

A ceiling of white... Azrael frowned. He was certainly not familiar with this architecture. He raised himself with something close to ease, glancing all around, white hair falling over his shoulders.

And also getting annoyed by the incessant beeping... He swore, if he didn't get out of here soon, he would smash whatever thing was doing that.

[CuziamNinja]

The Large man moves into the room, slowly, as if he had to think about every step. He looks the three who are awake, and says, "Good Morning, to those of you who are awake. I'm General John Wall Of the United States Army. I've been sent here, along with Dr. Bill Crowe, to find out exactly why you are here, and how you got here. Now, Who wants to talk first?"

[Oloth the Mad]

"United States? What by corellon is that, and where is that located at?" Kafziel says as he tries to see if he can move his body and hands, not taking his eyes off the big guy.

[Arothas]

Azrael was a lot more direct, as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.

"Explain." The shouted, demanding NOW! was left unspoken... He was demanding something from someone apparently powerful who could probably kill you without hesitation, but Azrael was nothing if not prideful.

[CuziamNinja]

The General, ignoring Azrael, looks around at the group, stunned.

"The United States? Your kidding right? It's--" Another mans voice interrupted his speech.

"General, I think you should let me take it from here. Now," He gives the general a icy stare, and the big man grunts and moves out of the way, revealing a previously unnoticed person, who, next to the large general, looks like a dwarf. Then he turns to Azrael, "You seem to be the leader type, so tell me where are you from and how did you get here?"

Kafziel does manage to move his hands and feet with ease, but Azrael is treated to a head ach as soon as he swings his legs.

Gazul manages to slowly move into a sitting position, but a few cords tauntly hold him to the bed.

Edited by CuziamNinja, 28 February 2010 - 09:48 PM.

[Oloth the Mad]

"Hah, him, a leader, no, he's just like the rest of his and he does have a good point, along with mine, what is the united states, where is it located, where are we at exacly, what is ths place, why are we here, and what are you doing to us!" Kafziel says as he tries to sit up.

OOC

could you please not use the blue, i can barely read it on this background

[arrowfodder]

Aedis simply shook her head and covered her eyes, wanting the bright sun to go away. She was inside, where did this come from? "Where are we? and what are these things attached to us?" She moved her small arm and saw the cords move with her. She touched one of the cords, it felt cold and....different. What was it made of? It looked like glass, but she could move it without breaking it. "What strange place have we been brought to?"

[CuziamNinja]

Dr. Crowe seems baffled by your question. "The United States? Well... its south of Canada... North of Mexico. Where are you from? And your in a hospital of course. You were all in a mall when a bomb went off, and you all survived, against all odds. Well, all but one. This man," he hold up a picture of a man you recognize as your general in your army "He... Well he landed on a post and there was nothing we could do." He turns to Aedis. "Those are I.V." He seems really confused at your groups lack of knowledge. No one had every come in here asking questions like this. "You are all here because---" A scream erupts from the room across the hall. The doctor looks at his check list. "odd... Please hold on one minute." He turns around, then looks over his shoulder and says "Oh, all your costumes are in the boxes in the corner, labeled by bed number. You all can go ahead and get dressed." He walks out, fallowed by the bulky general.

[arrowfodder]

Aedis shuffled off of the bed, making a small jump to land barefoot on the cold floor. As she does, her IV rips out, and she hissed from the pain, rubbing her arm where a small drop of blood came out. Her bigger shock was that the back ofthe gown they had put her in was open! She could feel the cold air and grabbed up the back of her gown, holding it closed. "Of all the things....does anyone else feel the draft too?"

[Gryffydd65]

Gazul reached for the clear thread and pulled on it, the pain was unbearable as blood flowed from the spot on his arm. "The only real thing I understood was army, and our general is dead, so did we lose the war, is this the final resting place, Oh Pelor, help me." he stood up, looking at his bed to see the number and then with out worrying about the draft walked over to the matching box and started to get his things out.

[arrowfodder]

Aedis grumbled and made her way to the trunk with her things in it. She grabbed her breeches and pulled them on, being modesty by keeping her hospital gown on until they were pulled up and buckled. She pulled off the gown and turned around, grabbing up her shirt and pulled it on. After that she grabbed her leather armor and buckled it on. She finally grabbed up her weapons and pack and was ready for this strange new place they had found themselves in.

[Gryffydd65]

Gazul looked out of place with his plate armor and strange shirt that he wore over it and his shield, his golden holy symbol of the sun in his right hand. He looked at the others and smiled for they were arming themselves and he knew Pelor had choosen right. The golden rays of light that shone from his head could be seen more clearly now as he had time to adjust to the new accodomdations.

"I am Gazul, I have seen you all in the army, but I don't think we have had the priveldge of meeting." he said looking at everyone.

Edited by Gryffydd65, 02 March 2010 - 04:31 PM.