How inappropriate to call this planet Earth Characters: Namor, Invisible Woman, Iron Man, Spider-Man, OTA: Anyone that wants to take part in the fight. Feel free to jump in! Setting: NYC harbor/Liberty Island Content: Fighting, cursing, and rampaging waters. Summary: The battle for NYC. Notes: The fight will take place in two parts. First near the Harbor and then on Liberty Island. Characters that enter will be facing Namor and a slice of the Atlantean army. The Army is stacked along the Harbor, while Namor himself waits on Liberty Island. Feel free to do what you will with the Atlantean warriors, just try not take them all out in one attack or anything.
On a seemingly innocent Sunday morning in the city that never sleeps disaster struck. You could almost say the morning that started off was normal enough. People got up or slept in. Some shuffled along on the busy street ignoring everyone else around them. Others huddled their things close together and trotted off to perform their unending labor for the week. Everything began and ended with the usual dullness of the week. Nothing on the surface seemed all that out of the ordinary. Sadly, this was only at first.
It wasn't long before something else started. Something very wrong. It all began and ended with the costal side of town. Over at the harbor where life had first begun for the New World and its crown city. It was there that something altogether different happened. For upon the early hours of dawn the ocean itself seemed to snap. The waters surrounding the metropolis of New York City shifted and turned from calm to dangerous. It was as if a hurricane had suddenly sprung into life upon the poor city. Yet, there was also something altogether supernatural about the roving waters. The ocean churned, bubbled, and then finally rose. It shifted and formed into a gigantic shapes that grasped around Liberty Island aggressively. The hurricane like waters battered and snapped pushing objects around trapping people helplessly. It seemed surely some sort of angry doom was upon them all.
It was around this time that Atlantis made it's presence known. From out of the angry waters of the ocean stepped blue skinned aliens. These aliens made a row along the harbor with weapons and tridents aimed squarely at any human not running and hiding. Their weapons seemed to be based on high frequency sonics and fired with extreme prejudice at anyone that stood up against them.
From the head of the column stood King Namor himself. He gazed along at Liberty Island and at the city itself with a wild angry hunger. This was after all, the hour of his victory. After a moment he produced a small gold sea shell and began to speak into it. Across the city from any electronic device with speakers his voice could be heard. It was a cold voice. Clearly unsympathetic to their plight. "Listen well, Mankind. For I am King Namor and I have come for the Surface World. For too long have your kind mistreated this world. And with divine right I have come to relive you of duty. Surrender and accept my sovereignty or..I will destroy you."
With that said, the king retired to Liberty Island, where the waves rose higher and higher. The threat of Atlantis was here. What would the world of Humankind do?