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[08 Jun 2011|02:24pm]


.old gods never die. they simply get recycled.
In the beginning, there was Khaos.

From it came everything else, and from everything that Khaos was, gods came. You know them from when they were infinite and absolute - their myths, their stories, their legends.

They weren't supposed to die - but worry not, for death is not an end. Their mortal shells hold their immortal souls, a new beginning each turn of the wheel. They bleed. They die.

Khaos collects.

Deities have been reborn once again as mortals in 2010. Welcome to NYC, the cosmopolitan capital of the world, breathe in that fresh air- enjoy that cup of latte (it may well be your last). Your mortal life has been spent spoiled and rich, insignificant with its ease.

It's time to pay up.

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Apps & Reserves- Open from 9th till the 16th Open for application: Aztec, Celtic, Egyptian, Greek, Hindu, Judeo-Christian and Norse. Expect more pantheon openings in the future as plot progresses along.
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[08 Jun 2011|03:44pm]

A DESPERATE WISH

It was a battle like any other. A fight they had fought for so long. The Brotherhood, run up against the X-Men. One trying to stop humanity's destruction of their own kind, one trying to protect all of mankind. Human and mutant alike. There were injuries, and there was fatigue. It was a parting shot, and still no one knows who took it. All they know is time, slowed. Pietro, known for his speed, had stopped. Somehow been hit and fallen. His sister, Wanda, turned and seeing his limp form, eye staring blankly at the sky, screamed enraged. She threw herself, and her powers, over his body, a silent plea for help, any sort of help. Her powers of reality manipulation pushed to their breaking and she too went limp.

But not before the world shimmered, and changed. Our reality, absorbed, absorbing another. Heroes and villains alike felt the odd shift, but none know exactly what has happened. Only that fallen comrades have returned. Loved ones, once thought lost, brought back, and new heroes, new enemies, emerged. The worlds of Marvel and D/C have joined. But do they trust each other? Or find a way to somehow separate their worlds once again? Knowing the consequences could be blinking out of existence all together.

A MAGNIFICENT POWER
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