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located in Babylon City, a part of The Death & The Apple, one of the many universes on RPG.

Babylon City

Where the magic happens. A city named after the biblical city of old.

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Character Portrait: Christopher Allen Character Portrait: Tekil Thorkildson Character Portrait: Quest McBride Character Portrait: Julie Adams Character Portrait: Silas Fairchild
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He watched in awe as the entire warehouse lit up like the 4th of July. Technicolor orbs appeared far away from Quest, drawing these twisted spirits far from Quest. The ones that were human still remained still, though writhing, bound by their chains. He couldn't comprehend what was happening until he saw him. Charging into battle with his massive blade in hand. What did he call it? Oh yeah. Slagænde.

Tekil and his Reaper companions had charged into battle, and there he was, cryin' like a baby on the ground of a dusty warehouse. Any human would act just like him right now. As it towered over them, claws on it's feet, arms in the fashion of blades. Biceps and face covered by chains. It was terrifying. There was no shame in it, this thing was scary. As fuck. But they, the Reapers, they were humans too. Even with their Psyches and training, they were human. So why couldn't he fight? Why was he stuck sitting on this dirty, nasty, grimy floor, watching them risk their lives?

He made a fist in both hands, and clinched them tight. Fuck, Fuck, FUCK!

The rabid Lost roared out as Tekil's blade clashed with it's own blade-like limbs. The sound of clashing metal resounded through Warehouse 13. The Dane's companions had slowly been at work dispatching smaller creatures like the big one, but each time the beast roared, more came in their place. Like the age old moth to the flame, they continued to flock to the multicolored orbs. Tekil's opponent had a gaping wound in it's chest. An exposed rib cage in the center of the pale white beast showed a glowing green heart.

Somewhere In Babylon - Earlier That Day

A shadowy room in the back of some sketchy spot. A motley crew of angels, demons, and humans have gathered here. The soul light in the room was a hanging lightbulb, and the tv in the back of the room. The latter of the two, was showing an awful quality image of the news.


"So boys, how was the flight in? Welcome back to Babylon."

A new face walked in. This one human. Well dressed in a peacoat and pants, his face was covered by a white mask. The soul indication of who this man was lied in his two crimson eyes. They pierced through whomever they focused on and demanded you're every bit of attention. Nobody really gave much of an answer.

"Well that's awesome! Really, i'm glad to hear it!" His voice was filled with a bizarre amount of glee that bordered on creepy. "As you know, today's the day! It's time to begin the next phase of our, well, who am I kidding my plan." Even with the blank mask, anyone in the room could tell that this man was smiling wide.

"As the curtain opens on the first of December, a task well be bestowed upon several Reaper members. The Pale Rider will send them to the warehouse none the wiser. For while the order hunts Lost, the truth of tonight will break borders!" The masked man waved his arms in the air with grand flair, "They'll pass tonights trial with flying colors, but their loyalty will be left in a stupor." The beginnings of laughter could be traced in his voice. "Father Death will certainly have some explaining to do...."