Mosaic City, located along China's coast, is quite large city sometimes called the Crossroads Between Nations due to its diverse population. While it was once a large tourist spot, the city was placed under a blockade as the military appeared claiming there was a radiation leak. The true hazard, however, is much more sinister.
Post by Soren Jensen on Apr 20, 2014 10:29:37 GMT -5
Another day, another trouble. Humans here, humans there, humans everywhere. Tall humans, short humans. Old humans, young humans. Large humans, small humans. White humans, yellow humans. Too damn many humans. There were humans of all shapes and sizes, all colors and flavors, but not a one had a spark of real light within them. No, they were all corrupt, all disgusting, and the man could only rue the fact that his kind were so intricately tied to these disgusting creatures. All the same, he continued to feast on their feelings, utilizing their emotional power to feed his physical strength. He needed to regain the edge he once had- needed to get stronger for the sake of his brethren.
The man slowly closed his eyes and shook his head. He had to eat, even if it made him feel ill. He was honestly. . . very depressed.
Post by Soren Jensen on Apr 27, 2014 10:36:58 GMT -5
Soren had begun to consider what all he needed to deal with. Users seemed to multiply. They were spreading their “light”. Perhaps it would have been wise to spread his “darkness” to combat that light? Rather than pinning all his hopes on himself, rather than believing he had the ability to address an army of Users on his own, why not fight fire with fire and increase their numbers? Sure, there were a few of his brethren there in the city, but very few communicated with each other properly. Even smaller was the chance to work together. No, there was still a lot that could be improved upon. These were the thoughts circling around in his head as he consumed the emotional energy of those around him.
. . . perhaps his feeding could instead turn into something that would help his kind a bit more proactively?
Post by Soren Jensen on May 4, 2014 12:26:51 GMT -5
The middle-aged man sighed to himself as he closed his eyes. Around him were more disgusting vermin. How sad it was that he had to spend time around them to grow stronger. However, he had found an interesting new hobby that would potentially lead to making new allies. If nothing else, he would be able to lead a few humans off to their deaths. Nothing extraordinary in that case, but still something to be a little merry over. For the time being, though, he was feeding off of these humans' emotional energy. It wasn't too enjoyable. The flavors were even bland. But he had to do it to regain his strength.
