You know who you are.
But anywho multiple characters are allowed. Maybe an M, so any stalkers reading this.. uh yeah. For the particularly gritty stuff we’ll go into PMs, so if any stalkers want to see what it is just PM me but that’ll rarely happen.
No template for this one. We’ll RP out our characters and see what it looks like from there. Be sure to provide your location as it changes. I’ll wait for everyone to get here then I’ll start after whoever is last to say they’re here.
(Here!)
(no idea how long I’ll be on since internet is dodgy but here)
((It’s fine @Kossie, I’ll work on a starter))
Atlantic Ocean
The weather was cloudy and the water was wild. It would seem a storm was brewing, which was partially true, but that was not completely the case. Luckily, no humans were currently around when seemingly from thin air, a large shape dropped from the hurricane that seemed to be forming above. The waves were large, the massive figure lifting itself from the water. Green eyes opening, it spat out some of the salt water within its jaws and shook its head, tail uncurling from itself and wings slowly unfolding.
Versin completely flared out her wings and roared, something heard miles away. Her teeth bared in a rumbling growl, she lowered her head, though she had to be at least 150 metres. Folding in her wings, the waves lashed against her dark scales, but they did not bother her.
Instead, anger in her eyes, she looked in direction of the East, and began to walk.
Deep under the ground, somewhere near Brazil
There were many ruins around Earth. Ancient ones, some new, some old. Where this one fell in, was most likely ancient, however. Various pictographs marked the walls, and it was like a massive hallway, overgrown with vines. And it led to an open area, the light given off by the holes in the tall ceiling.
It was a beautiful place. Beautiful, until you saw the black chains, massive ones. They weren’t rusted. It wasn’t very hard to notice the large, dark, behemoth that leaned over, contained by the chains of the ruins. It had 4 chains for 4 arms, one for its neck, two for the torso, and smaller ones for its legs.
Supresis had been here for thousands of years. Imprisoned long ago, it grew impatient. Sometimes, Supresis lashed out again, causing a rumble like a volcanic one, scaring wildlife and people alike. But these chains were special, made to contain its kind.
Supresis had no visible eyes, but seemed to glance up all of the sudden. Something called to it. Something big. Or maybe, it was a call of dominance.
Supresis once ruled this world, for a few thousand years. Lips curling back to reveal powerful, pearly white canines, it couldn’t resist the temptation to jump up again, screeching but ending in a low pitched growl. An ear lifted at hearing a crack, before realizing that one of its chains had loosened.
Perhaps this was it.
The awakening was near.
Indian Ocean
Frotul was never worshipped fully by the humans. She wasn’t hated, though. It was a healthy respect between them, though she rarely showed up in history. She was a younger kaiju, after all. But not to be underestimated. A Mantis Shrimp was quite strong on its own, now take that and give it a big boost, and there’s Frotul.
She currently rested on a rock, in the ocean. Her iridescent body was a unique feature to her. She had watched a few boats go by and people point her out, never approaching, though. There were only a few times in history where she acted aggressively towards humans. And she generally had a reason, there.
Her peaceful day seemed to be ruined by a rumble. One she could detect, from this distance at least. She lifted herself up, and surprising the nearby tourboat, dove into the water. Tail rising up, it fell to the surface of the water with a large splash as she began to move.
This wasn’t right.
It didn’t take long for her to hear the distant roar of jets as they flew past her, but the kaiju seemed to not care as she continued her walk. They circled around her a few times, before firing a few missiles towards her face. No effect.
The pilots could’ve sworn they saw her scaly lips curl into a thin grin, but her eyes still showed anger. And determination to go wherever she was going. Her tail flowed behind her.
They continued this action for a while before there was a sound, louder than the planes. Versin stopped, only getting a moments notice before a volley of guns from a ship hit her face and upper torso, causing her to fall back momentarily, but not even close to piercing her powerful scales. Her muzzle raised as she bared her teeth in a growl, and turned towards the largest problem - or annoyance at hand/claw, as she began to follow them.
Supresis couldn’t wait to escape from this prison. The world had been around long enough. Gathering its strength in one arm, it pulled away, hearing the snap as the chains were pulled to their limits. And again, this time pulling the stone from the pillar. The chains were attached, but its arm was now free from the wall.
Supresis repeated this process until all four arms were released. It began to work with surprising precision to remove the other chains. It would worry about the arm-chains later, then.
Frotul swam through the water like a torpedo at this rate. She worried and frightened the people, for seeing such a large creature moving so quickly out of its own territory wasn’t something you saw everyday. Her lobster like tail lashed out, giving her an extra boost.
Lowering herself, she came closer and closer to the ocean floor, but headed in direction of a massive tunnel. Without hesitation, she entered. Any humans tracking her would be surprised as she vanished from the radar.
But this was a much faster and easier way to go.
Versin was slowly but surely following the ships, either possessing no ranged attacks, or choosing not to use them. And while she was capable of running (she could cover much ground in this method) it was tiring and hard to run across an entire ocean. For now, she followed them, heading West instead of East like she was originally going.
The ship suddenly fired after some time, to which Versin reacted quickly by unfolding her wings and placing them in from of her. Her wings were durable and seemed to serve as a shield of some sorts, the weaponry from the ship hitting but doing no damage. It seemed earlier she was just stunned, but she knew what to expect.
For now, the kaiju held her ground in a standoff with a ship, while more seemed to arrive in the distance.
South Atlantic Ocean
The Mantis Shrimp kaiju would resurface suddenly, if only for a few moments, steam rising from her large tail, before diving back down and taking a sharp turn North.
She was being tracked by the humans. as soon as she reappeared, they began to follow her once more. But she seemed to not be bothered.
“The Kaiju, nicknamed Frotul has reappeared several thousand miles from its original position. We will keep you updated.”
She didn’t dive too deep this time, staying somewhat near the surface but not too close.