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Calling Wish
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You're not entirely sure of what the world's like, as of current. You've been trapped in this hospital for God knows how long. What you DO know, however, is that meteors have been crashing down on cities all over the world. It could be a single meteor small enough to kill just a single person, or a storm colossal things that could wipe out a state the size of Vermont. Most cities are little more then craters right now. The few that are still mostly intact are either on fire, or covered in pan-dimensional beings. Usually both.
Apparently, this is all being caused by some God-like being from space, known as Qllgy'hben, the Speaker. The funny thing is, this particular one is supposed to be the smallest and weakest of the Ring of Horrors. Yeah, we called the group of Otherworldly Horrors the Ring of Horrors. You always thought that, even though humanity's royally boned right now, the least they could do was give this group of extraterrestrial demons a cool name.
Anyway.
Qllgy'hben was apparently sleeping in the Mariana Trench, until he woke up on the fated day of August 14, 2055. That was yesterday. It was at that point that he began to summon his own little freakshows. Servants, if you will, to the Speaker. So now, about half the world's a burnt out husk, and the other half's got meteors filled with alien-demons raining down on it. Yeah. The meteors have alien-demons INSIDE of them.
You learned this all because, strangely enough, those asshole aliens haven't yet landed in Hamilton, Canada, which is where this hospital has been picking up its news feed, apparently.
So now what, Mr. Bucket? You want to warn that Galther guy and his soldiers of the impending horrors, or do you want to keep looking for answers as to what the fuck's going on?
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