An Aardvark
2021-09-09, 05:19 PM
Two weeks ago
You wake up gasping for breath. The stars dance in your vision as the dream fades. You try to hold on to the fragments but they're gone before you can grasp them. A gunshot. Lightning. Death and screaming.
You shake your head slowly and swing your feet over the edge of the bed, anticipating the pain as your twisted ankle touches the bare earth. It never comes. You frown and put more weight on it. Nothing! You jump out of bed and inspect your bruises, the cuts on your hands, the scraped knees. They're all healed! You frown. You've never been able to do something like this before...
That's when you feel the power surge in your veins, flowing with a new divinity you'd hardly felt before. You flex your fingers with glee. You've been trying to develop your powers ever since your spark ignited but you haven't been having much success. Maybe all that hard work has been paying off! You're one step closer to becoming the God of Fools. With a wide grin you look up at the starry sky. Time to try these powers out!
Present day
The rain falls hard in endless streams of water. Efficient salarymen walk home through the bustling streets carrying their standard black umbrellas. In the twilight and the rain, the only colour visible in the grey and gloom is the streaks of garish neon, and you. Heads turn as you walk past, then turn away just as quickly, unwilling to get involved in whatever it is that you represent. You don't mind. You focus on the one figure scurrying about ten yards ahead of you. He also carries the same black umbrella as every other person on the streets right now. But there's no losing him. Not dressed as he is, in a bright red lucha libre style outfit.
I'm going to say it's been about five days since you started searching for your friend. What is she called? Describe what you're wearing and also what progress you've made in the search. How did you discover she had gone missing?
You wake up gasping for breath. The stars dance in your vision as the dream fades. You try to hold on to the fragments but they're gone before you can grasp them. A gunshot. Lightning. Death and screaming.
You shake your head slowly and swing your feet over the edge of the bed, anticipating the pain as your twisted ankle touches the bare earth. It never comes. You frown and put more weight on it. Nothing! You jump out of bed and inspect your bruises, the cuts on your hands, the scraped knees. They're all healed! You frown. You've never been able to do something like this before...
That's when you feel the power surge in your veins, flowing with a new divinity you'd hardly felt before. You flex your fingers with glee. You've been trying to develop your powers ever since your spark ignited but you haven't been having much success. Maybe all that hard work has been paying off! You're one step closer to becoming the God of Fools. With a wide grin you look up at the starry sky. Time to try these powers out!
Present day
The rain falls hard in endless streams of water. Efficient salarymen walk home through the bustling streets carrying their standard black umbrellas. In the twilight and the rain, the only colour visible in the grey and gloom is the streaks of garish neon, and you. Heads turn as you walk past, then turn away just as quickly, unwilling to get involved in whatever it is that you represent. You don't mind. You focus on the one figure scurrying about ten yards ahead of you. He also carries the same black umbrella as every other person on the streets right now. But there's no losing him. Not dressed as he is, in a bright red lucha libre style outfit.
I'm going to say it's been about five days since you started searching for your friend. What is she called? Describe what you're wearing and also what progress you've made in the search. How did you discover she had gone missing?