Let There Be Dark

[Lisa]

Meg-
Meg smiled at Ceph and stared down at the ground.She lightly traced cricles on his leg and hoped he would catch her hint.She then turned to look into his eyes.

Lisa sighed and turned around and looked at faust.

[Kelthassil]

"Of course, oh great and omnipotent chronomancer," I say sarcastically, bowing mockingly. I blink out of the area and go off in search of Julia.

[Damascus]

"Well, let's see. I think communism was the working classes being the ones in charge, with everyone being equal and everything be peaceful. Isn't socialism just that except with a green party. Someone told me that there's a red, yellow, and green party to socialism, with communism flying the red and yellow. But there are different kinds of communism, right?" He said, quizically.
He took another, tiny sip of tea and relaxed more on the sofa, feeling better at ease in a familiar and comforting place. It was a really nice house, well kept too.

[Julia]

I hang outside Kaschei's office waiting for Kethassil. Once I see him exit the office I approach the white elf.
"Hey I'm Julia, did Kaschei tell you to protect me? I really hope so since Peter is after me and I don't think I can fight him on my own."

[Kelthassil]

I look the human girl up and down.

"Indeed," I say cooly.

[Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa)]

After I hear Julia curse and teleport out of the way, I curse, and roll off to the side, but not quick enough. One of the daggers skims across my shoulder. As I roll along the ground, I reach for my handgun. Luckily my pants were still on.

I fire a few shots towards Relentless, already feeling the poison start to hit my veins.

((Gotta go, but just wanted to acknowledge your post, Relentless))

[Edea]

"Good. All the preparations have been made." I said as suddenly all brazzers went out. A purple aura luminated the room. The aura surrounded me.

"Permita la caminata muerta la tierra una vez más! Devuelva el alma que se pierde. ¡Ressurect que un cuerpo llenó de espalda ligera a la tierra! ¡Encienda la manera al cuerpo encontró surge el humano justo su su tiempo! ¡Pruebe la tierra, se siente el calor! ¡Vuelva a su amor una vez más en tierra! ¡Reúnase para siempre sin cualquier maldición de la muerte!" I announced.

The room filled with my voice then vanished. Eliza glowed with a purple aura and a bright light flashed in the room. A white beam of light struck Eliza from the sky and dissappeared. A gust of wind blew threw the room blowing open the windows, the curtitains flowed in the wind. It was cold as a dead mans coffin and all the brazzers were lit up, the windows closed, the gust dies and everything is back to normal. Eliza slowly rises....

[Relentless]

((No rush, we can continue this when you are able.))

I dodge to the side, the bullet piercing my shoulder. Swearing, I draw my pistol and flip the safety, firing a few shots at Mischa's hand to make him drop the gun. The poison should knock him out soon but I'd prefer he not be firing at me while he's still awake.

[Dante "the Vulture"]

Dante was walking down the multiple hallways of the Berlin base, when he caught a most familiar and welcome sent.
Food!
He ran as fast as he possibly could, which meant that he got to the dead bodies in seconds. He didn't care about his surroundings, food was here, right there for him to consume. He crouched down, much like a predator finding his prey. He looked around, only one person nearby, one of the L.I.F. staff, a janitor if he recalled correctly. Nothing to get to worried about. He moved slowly forward, keeping his eyes open and looking around constantly. Not a trap, everything seemed fine, so it was feeding time.
The rather grosume part.
He pounced onto the first body, tearing into with his bare hands, rending flesh and muscle from bone, stuffing his mouth full of the luke-warm bodies. He avoided preseritives and the other things that dead bodies contain after going to the morgue. All he want was the meat. First the thoart, then the arota, followed shortly by heart, both lungs, liver, stomach, and then he moved to the extremities, arms and hands, legs and feet. There was plenty of blood, it was everywhere, not hot and fulfilling like that of the newly dead, but nothing dissatisfing by any means.

[James]

A conscious state hits me, hard, and I sit up a little astranged with a head ache. I look to my right to see Simona and a new person. But much more importantly a glass of juice, I grab it and take a heavy drink.

"Good day."

I say in between gulps.

[Lady Violet]

"There have been, historically, many different movements and parties socialism. All socialists and communist are in some way inspired by Karl Marx. Marx argued that capitalism is doomed to fail because it creates conflict, inequality, a concentration of wealth and power in ruling class, etc. He said that workers will reject capitalism, there will be a global revolution, and workers will rule on their own behalf, controlling the economy in a way that suits their needs."

"That is the basic of Marxism: the failture of capitalism, revolution, the workers' state, and eventually the withering away of the state into a free and equal society."

"Now, there are democratic socialists, who take these ideas, but mix them with capitalism. They allow for a free market, though many services are provided by the government, there are high taxes, income caps, and key industries are owned by the state. Democratic Socialists are
what most people simply call "Socialists."

"The other major movements in socialism are Trotskyism and Stalinism. Most people call these socialists "Communists". Trotskyism is pretty true to Marx, but does not take into account the real world conditions which make it impossible at times to implement policies which would acheive peace and prosperity. Which is where we come in"

"As you can see, I am always very stressed out. It is difficult to create a socialist world when so many people are used to the capitalist model of doing things. Therefore, we make compromises in the name of socialism. In the end, I believe everything any other Marxist would. However, I believe that this is a real world which is always changeing. Sometimes we need to deny some freedoms and rule via dictatorship, just because this is the only route which will allow for long term stability, peace, and prosperity in the world. Therefore, everthing that we do which seems like an injustice, is really in the best interest of our long term goal to create a more just society."

[Julia]

I walk up to Kelthassil, feeling a lot more secure.

"So Peter has been after me. I think we should set some kind of trap for him. I am not sure how though. Any ideas, Elfie?"

[Simona Weil]

"Good, you are awake. I was concerned. How was your stay at the Ministry of Terror. I tried to send someone after you as soon as I could."

[Josh the Crash Master]

First, the city's gased, then it gets clean all of a sudden. Next, dragons start making things right and rebuild stuff. It was so much for Josh to take in, that he simply ignored most of it and pretented that everything was completly normal. "Normal" just meant that dragons were nice and things were gettin better. Which wasn't that bad come to think of it.
He left his apartment and headed for the Anarchist House, arrive there within the hour, he just walked right in, not bothering to knock on the door ((That is, if the house hasn't been repaired or anything)). Not seeing anyone, he plopped down a sofa that was beaten up, but not uncomfortable.
"Hello?" He said from his location on the couch, his voice loud enough to be heard throughout the house.

[Simona Weil]

"Hello Josh good to see you again. Soren and some others made some repairs to the house, so it is almost as good as new. What have you been up to?"