The world burns as in this universe darkness rules. Earth 666, and Satanism is the religion everyone devotes their lives to. The skies appear as blazing flames, until night when no stars light the sky, water is blood red. There is no law system world wide, violence, sex, drugs, cults, gangs, are who rule this Earth. '
Each country having a 50" statue of praise to their god. Which is sacrificed to on sabbath days. Religious radicals are found and sacrificed before these monuments, in a show of faith and loyalty.
Demons, exist and are believed to be those who have transcended their mortal flesh, and become closer to their god. Often these demons possess the bodies of random devotes, and then begin to change the chosen. This is also what the followers name the ascended, "the chosen". All across the world the demons spread anarchy, sin, and chaos as they often command followers, and engage in mayhem.
Demonic Ascension
This world is gone to hell, ruled by evil, designed by chaos, lust driven procreation , war ridden, and sin brings your only release which leads to ascension. Ascension takes away fear, depression, pain, and fill you with anger, hate, lust, and a perverse love for all sinful acts against whomever.
The ascended see the followers those whom deserve to be punished, tortured, used how they desire, for this is the path to enlightenment. As they themselves endured all these actions until their own mortal bodies reached a point of weakness, and their very souls were infused by the demonic essence. Upon which time their discarded bodies are placed on an altar, and the words of a dark priest are spoken in prayers to their dark god.
After the priest says the prayer, the body releases it's bonds as a flame comes over them. The priest stands back, and watches as the cuts, bruises, tissue damage all heals, and the transformation begins. It's different for everyone, some simply get pair of horns, others mutate horrifically crawling from the altar. After all is done, the priest kneels before the ascended who leaves the altar room and returns to the rejoin society.
President Trump decreed a day of salvation across the Unite States of America. After avoiding impeachment, with promises of cleaning up the streets of America. Lowering the crime rate nation wide, plus making jobs available to all Americans in their own country once more. A drastic measure some countries would argue, but America was ready to take on such an effort to make their country proud, strong, and prosperous once more. The name of this time would be called the PURGE, 24 hours of de-criminalized acts that would normally find yourself in jail or in death row. The objective was for people to release tension of living in a society where they feel unhappy, and either become a solution by weeding out issues, or a moment for some to join the others whom are ruining the country for a single night, to rid ones self of such inclinations, so as to rejoin society with aspirations of bettering the American image, lifestyle, and become a productive member our great nation.
So come out and support the rebirth of our great nation won't you?
<OOC> Alt-U <Alternative Universe>
Being an alternative Universe, you'd be creating a character for this game.
No Metas,
No supers
No mutants
Class 2 weapons, and Melee weapons are only permitted. (handguns, rifles, shotguns, and silencers that are manufactured within the US.)
Please tell us, your beginning location, and a slight back story on why your purging or not.
Every year there's someone whom goes all out for Halloween, and this was just the guy old man Johnson was too. His wife always dressed up as a witch, and welcomed the kiddies into their haunted house setup, like a maze with candies at the end of it. The kids all knew his house was the best attraction in their town. This year was like no other, Mr. Johnson and wife, decorated, set spring traps, automated boo devices, pop sounds, and screams galore. Then just waited for the kids to start showing up.
This year however, Mr. Johnson and wife were reaching that age when dementia sets in, and secretly being cannibals / serial killers of the towns missing children this night was going to be a little different as him and his wife wanted something sweet this Halloween too. Usually able to keep their cravings under discretion but there's just something about this night that makes inhibitions go right out the window, and with parents so wiling to let their children wander alone, what more could they ask for. They were aging after all, and why let an easy meal pass you by.
As you could imagine the traps were a little more intricate then previous years, but they were sure it would be add to realism, and the kids would be none the wiser, and the ones who ran off crying would be the lucky ones. The hour was looking right, as night crept along, and his wife stood by the door way as she always done before. "Welcome, welcome, one at a time please.... " she said in a witch voice, sounded aged, and crackling, as she eye balled the children up and down, pointing towards the entrance to the haunted maze.
Mr. Johnson was more known for dressing up as a clown, which would chase the kids popping out at them using passages as his house was very old, and used in the underground railroad movement. The first to enter the maze, was a little princess, following was a baseball player, their parents let them go alone, as they do each year. Setting up a time to return to their home, with a phone call reminder five minutes before. Every year the kids came back with bags full of goodies that the parents went through, sorting out the good from bad treats.
The princess was walking very slowly being fairly nervous of the decorations throughout the maze, barely missed by a projectile blade trap. She of coarse thought it was a fake one, but still got scared at how real it looked. As she walked away from the trap, it had a timer to reset itself. She kept going, and saw a sign point upward at the staircase. Just then Mr. Johnson came out of a room behind her "Boo! " he said, which had her run up the stairs making her snag a wire which made the stairs go flat, and she began to slide back down towards Mr. Johnson who was standing there waiting for her return. He knelt down catching her as reached the bottom, covering her mouth, and lifted her up ascending the stairs as it reset. He dodged the trip wire, and stepped through a passage way leading into a room with meat hooks, a carving table, and freezer. The girl was kicking, so he clutched tightly, making her pass out. He then placed her into the walk in freezer. The Johnson's were prepared for a long time, as this lifestyle of theirs was going since the sixties, and they were artisans at it by now.
The baseball player, missed the spring blade trap as well. Made it to the staircase, and missed the snag wire too. Mr. Johnson stepped into the hallway just a bit ahead of the boy, which assumed it was his sister, and quickened his pace. The boy instead, reaching the end of the hallway with another staircase leading down, and an arrow guiding him. It was darker, and the boy missed the first step, tumbling down the stairs. He banged his head off the railing, and as he tried to stop rolling the rail gave no relief as it was sickened down with oil. At the bottom, he wept for awhile until hearing more footsteps ahead.
"C'mon slugger, your sister is waiting at the exit" said Mr. Johnson. The baseball player mustered up the strength, and limped down hallway which was pitch black, with a strobe light flickering occasionally. He saw a clown standing in the hall, holding a baseball bat. It vanished as the light shined again, he thought Mr. Johnson is just playing tricks. As he got closer, the light died again, and then he felt something. The boy was unconscious, as Mr. Johnson swung a home run hit. Again, returning to the secret passageway, and freezer with the body. Afterwards, he walked to the beginning of the maze, as there was now a line up of kids waiting to get in. He walked outside for a moment to take a breather, bat still in hand dripping with blood. His wife, and the children watching as he walked towards her "Happy Halloween, kids! glad you could make it to see us tonight. Hope you enjoy the maze of horrors" he said then kissed his wife, and walked towards the backdoor of the house.
"One at time, sorry no groups, and please take your time, we don't want accidents" she says, while thinking to herself Mr. Johnson needs time to store the bodies after all. One by one the kiddies go inside, and sometimes parents actually came along. For the ones whom chaperoned their children, it was unfortunate, but they were allowed to exit but not before a good scare as the house was getting quite bloody after all especially along the walls as their victims would try and run before being caught by Mr. Johnson. The theme of parents tagging along seemed to be happening more, and more as the night went on. This was discouraging, as their freezer was hardly full, and some of kids inside were waking, and pounding on the freezer door. This however, adding ambiance to the haunted house, screams, and crying out.
Finally it was late enough that the teenagers were about, and sure they might be too old for candy grabs, but not for creepy haunted houses. Mr. and Mrs. Johnson preferred children as their meat was more tender, but had a disdain for teenagers, always being loud, making mischief,drugs, alcohol and premarital sex where ever they chose. The Johnson's witnessing this behavior on their own property, especially in their family farmhouse just down from the main home. Often the two, shooed them away, sometimes with need to show a shotgun or rifle.
The curious teens came up to Mrs. Johnson whom pointed them into the maze, "One at a time please" as she noticed some were holding hands. "screw off ya old hag, were going in together as couples or not at all" said one of the teenager girls, "ya, seriously ... were not kids, so don't treat us like it" said another. Mrs. Johnson said "Okay, Okay, two at time... but ya gotta wait at least 5 minutes to go in each couple" The three couples shrugged, and agreed to her rule, as the place looked decent enough. The first couple makes it past the spring blade, but the boyfriend touches the blade noticing it was actually sharp, and real. Mr. Johnson whom over heard his wife detailing about two at time, heads to the basement, and removes a few fuses, making sections which were once lit up pitch black. Then heads upstairs using passages, and a flash light. The flicker of light from behind the walls being saw but the girl friend of the first couple. "Hey did you see that, light from behind the walls, I bet it's how the owner scares us." she says, "nice one babe, ruin the fun behind it" he says as they walk up to the stairs going up.
The light above the stairs, very dim but able to show blood running down the steps, and at the footing where the kids fell. The two slightly started by the bloody steps, begin their climb, as the girlfriend snags the trip line, but the boyfriend ahead of her at the top catches her hand, and pulls her up. The stairs reset, and the boyfriend again realizes, and element of real danger to this place, dismissing it as epic Halloween stunts. Five minutes go by, and the next couple patiently waiting wants in before anyone has even fell victim to Mr. Johnson or his traps. The wife allows them in, after their cell phones alarm timer goes off, and they point to it. The second couple approach the blade trap, a wall with writing on it which gets smaller, forcing the reader to get closer to read it all. The boyfriend deciding to take the bait, reading it aloud to his girlfriend whom waited back a bit "Danger, Don't go too ..... CLOSE" the final word said, as he said this, the trap plunged forward. The boyfriend dropped instantly as the force knocked him back, spraying all over his girlfriend whom let out a scream of terror.
The couple up stairs hearing this, laughed together as they recognized their friends scream as she always did that in haunted houses. The girlfriend panicking holding her boyfriend by head trying to stop the bleeding, as she done so Mr. Johnson whom heard the scream found his way over to them. Now behind the girlfriend of the second couple, as she holds on to her boyfriends head, Mr. Johnson reaches down with his big clown gloves quickly snapping the neck of the girlfriend who collapsed forward onto her boyfriend. Mr. Johnson began dragging their bodies up the stairs, when the next couple entered the house. He hastened his pace, as he dragged their bodies their heads bounced off the staircase, and the thudding made the first couple suspicious, which made them double back. Mr. Johnson entering the passage before they could catch him in the act, as the third couple passed by the blade trap seeing the blood stained staircase, which the thuds were heard.
Mrs. Johnson saw no one else, and decided to come inside for herself. She went into the main floor passageway which lead up stairs, and entered the room with the freezer where Mr. Johnson was admiring the freezer as he tossed the new bodies inside, and saw the children whom woke up were now blue, with frost on them. He walked out of the freezer to see his wife, waiting for him. "These last two couples will fit right?" she says, "Oh yeah, especially once I chop em up better" he says. "Okay so lets finish up, so we can watch some tele before bed. " says Mrs. Johnson. "Yes, dear" He says grabbing a machete, as she grabs a taser. "you wait by the exit, I'll flush em out" says Mr. Johnson.
Both leaving the room in opposite directions, Mr. Johnson now brandishing a large machete coming up just behind the third couple who missed the snag on the steps. Mr. Johnson stepping heavily, to ensure they hear him, hoping the couples will rush towards the exit. The first couple however, see's Mr. and Mrs. Johnson exiting a secret passage as they themselves hid, as their own plan was to scare the third couple letting them walk past them. Instead, now enter the passageway, and find the butchery room with the walk in freezer. They both freeze up in fear, realizing this is a real house of horrors, and snap photos, snap-chat posting online. They both notice that mobile signals are down, and begin to freak out, as they were still in the house with the two psychos, along with their other friends. Just then, they hear their friends fall victim to the downward steps, tumbling towards the bottom, banging head together, just to be met by Mr. Johnson whom slashed their unconscious heads off. The first couple deciding it's us or them, grab the first things in sight, the boyfriend with a meat hook, and the girlfriend a butcher knife.
Mr. Johnson waited at the foot of stairs leading down, he decided to switch costumes with the boyfriend of the third couple giving the impression that the girlfriend died but the boyfriend survived. Laying clown costume dressed boyfriend down the hall a bit, while holding the girlfriends body, and leaning over it sobbing. The first couple reaching the stairs down, sees what appears to be their friend, and the clowns body laying just past him. "OMG, you got it that bastard" said the girlfriend running down the steps missing the false step, which the boyfriend notices as he takes his time down figuring something must've cause them to tumble. As she reaches, her apparent friend, Mr. Johnson drop the girlfriends body swiftly swinging the machete disemboweling the first couple girlfriend as her boyfriend walking down watches her fall back, hitting her head on the last step. Mr. Johnson now face to face with the boyfriend, who blocks the machete using the meat hook, pushing Mr. Johnson aside as to run past him towards the exit. Mrs. Johnson nowhere in sight, the boyfriend races towards the door, as Mr. Johnson fell over, and was getting to his feet.
The teenage boy knowing his escape is at hand, reaches for the door, and grabbing the handle of the back door feels his grip intensify as the current from Mrs. Johnson's taser surges into the teens hand, causing him to fall to his knees, as the door opens, Mrs. Johnson smiles, as she sees Mr. Johnson grab the teenager by the feet dragging him back into the hallway, and plunging his machete multiple times into the back before walking back to the previous couple, and dragging their bodies up to the freezer, as his wife stood watch in case the teenager wasn't quite done. Then finally grabbing the last body for freezer, Mr. and Mrs. Johnson sat on their couch switched on the tele to watch their local news, about the missing children of this hallows eve. As they both watch, the news casters show snap-chat photos of their place, calling it the best Halloween decorations they've seen in some time, and for the Johnson's to keep up the tradition of being the best Halloween haunt around their town.
A group of teenagers messing around with spells they found online off some occultist websites thought it would be fun to try, and cast something. Each took turns, reciting an incantation along with whatever else was required to perform the rituals. As far as, they all knew it all seemed to be a flop with nothing really to show for their time then a couple of dead goats, a lot of messy bloodstained clothing, and the scent of burnt offerings. They left the old abandoned church, and thought it'd be at least a sight to watch the old building burn down.
The spells however, were mostly fakes except for one which invoked the spirits of darkness into ceremonial garbs worn by those in the ritual usually of native American folklore creatures. Each, teenager being dressed this evening as cultists, so not much changed about them besides an overwhelming urge to have an orgy after disrobing around burning church. The spell however was not contained, and spread among their community. Children becoming the monsters, or hero's of costumes depiction with all the perks, and other qualities as well.
There were vampire, werewolf, ghoul, Chucky dolls, witches, and more attacking parents, and the more innocent transformations were being attacked as well. However, the iron man, superman, spider-man, Thor, etc types were also present, and defending the community using their own powers, children and adult versions alike. The commotion could be heard for miles, and the cultist teens came to see what's going on, witnessing a vampire group draining a princess just to be incinerated by a superman's laser vision. This shocked them, especially as the superman flew off into the sky, "Whoa, what the hell is going on?" said one of the teenagers noticing his own changes, ie) pierced nipples and scarification tattoos all over his self. Each teen spoke in unison afterwards, "In hell we trust" then shuck their heads, "again wtf!" said the same guy.
Just then a priest walks over to them, with a starts praying, slamming down his staff he carried saying aloud "Evil, you shalt not pass.' As a barrier of light formed in front of him like a force field blocking their way. They responded with "burn false profit, burn, burn, burn, before our master" as they chanted the light field was set ablaze along with the priest. "Dudes, what did we just do? " says one of teens, "omg, omg, I couldn't help it either to say it" says a teen girl all scared. "Anyone know what spell this is?, or how to end it?" says another girl. The oldest of the teens, known for their knowledge of creepy things mostly says "It's a twelve hour deal, sunset to sunrise, just have to wait it out safely, or have some fun til it's over." he chuckles afterwards.
The teen cultist argue a bit, and decide to split up as the older guy freaked them all out with his laughing. Each deciding to head home, to try and wait out the craziness happening all around them, without being attacked or killed on their way homes. The older teen cultist however had other plans, thinking to himself perhaps the other spells may actually work now as before he was a mere teen, but now he was an actual occultist warlock. The elder teen walked over the nearest graveyard, and began to read aloud a mass summoning spell, which in theory would raise the dead which would obey his command. Unfortunately all that happened was all the corpses became unearthed covering the field in rotting dead bodies. Again, he read another spell, it was meant to animate the dead with souls from hell. This spell actually worked, and the bodies stirred their feet, and began to walk towards him. "Now, my minions go and feed on the flesh of the living, starting with your loved ones first" he said. The dead however, paid his words no mind, as they reached out for the elder teen surrounding him, only to begin their feast on his own flesh.
The others encountered a similar fate, as each who summoned the spell were targeted by the nightmarish creatures, seeking them out. One reaching home, closing the doorway in, locking their self in. Only to find their own family, awaiting their return to devour them like a pack of werewolves. Another, was caught by a vampire. The final two occultists, being siblings took refuge together returning to the place where the spell was cast, attempting to stop it, but before they could even try a knight in silver armor charged towards them lopping off their heads. "For god's might, Evil shall fall by my blade" said the Templar Knight.
His screams were heard by a few of the hero's whom swept in like moths to flame. Each destroying the dead horde in their own way, before any could reach the town center. Then, the hero's flew off into the skies once more in search of more people to save. The hero's out numbered the evil in the town, as most hero costumes do in any place you go trick or treating. So, eventually all evil was subdued, or destroyed, and the hero's were starting to get bored when the first rays of sunshine starting peaking over the horizon. This returning everyone to their normal states, unfortunate for some as there were some flying above, or web slinging, which each came down with a splatter, or thud. The teenagers whom survived all vowed never to mess those spells off the internet again, cause you just never know which ones are real.
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