The Quest Begins (Open)

OoC: My character.

BiC: It was a calm night, not unlike any other, and the citizens of the suburb of Littletown were fast asleep. That is, most of the citizens. A couple of unruly teenagers decided that it would be a good idea to climb the town's water tower and cover it in toilet paper. "Yeah, Bill, this is sure to cause some ruckus," one of young boys said to the other as they began climbing up the tower. "Yeah, Buck, but I gotta say... I don't have a good feeling about this. Something tells me something bad is gonna happen tonight..." the other boy replied.

Buck merely shrugged and disregarded Bill's foreboding feelings. Bill watched as Buck climbed ahead, hanging on to the portion of the ladder where they last exchanged words. It wasn't long before Buck was quite a far distance away. "Bill, you idiot, hurry up!" Buck shouted, with a tone of much impatience. Bill scrambled up a few steps after he heard Buck's voice, dropping a roll of toilet paper as he did so. "Well, way-to-go, dumbass," Buck shouted with extreme annoyance, "how are we gonna complete my masterpiece now? I told you we were gonna need a tone of TP for this."

"Shut up. It wasn't my idea to come out here in the first place," Bill replied in an angry shout, "heck, I didn't want to come out here in the first place. In fact, I wonder why I even let you conv-" Bill stopped as he was interrupted by Buck. "Just shut up and get up here; the more complaining you do, the longer it will take." Buck replied. Bill gave him a scornful look and continued to climb the ladder.

They eventually reached the top of the water tower, and took a few moments to relax. Gazing at the stars overhead, the two boys sat and began to ponder over the best way to use up the toilet paper they brought with them. "So, how about I get one side, and you get the other?" Buck suggested. Bill shrugged. "Well, it was your idea; you figure it out." Bill replied. After these words, Buck hopped to his feet and grabbed a roll of toilet paper.

As Buck blanketed the top of the tower with the soft, white cloth, Bill continued to sit, gazing at the stars. Out of all the small, twinkling objects in the sky, one of them seemed to shine more than the others. Bill gazed at it in stupor, mystified by how unusual it seemed compared to the others. "Hey, Buck, you should take a look at this." Bill shouted. "I don't give a **** about you and your stars, Bill." Buck replied.

"No, you should really check this out. It's getting larger... wait. HOLY ****, BUCK, IT'S COMING STRAIGHT AT US!" Bill shouted, as he began to panic. "What? What's coming at us, B-" Buck couldn't finish his sentence, as the tower immediately came crashing down as some large object, falling from the heavens, rammed in to it. Both of the boys were knocked out.

Several minutes passed, and the dust began to clear. Buck awoke; seemingly knocked out for a while. He got up, and gazed upon the debris. He stood still, in shock, until he heard a strange gnawing noise coming from somewhere past a large clump of rubble. He peered over the rubble, seeing what appeared to be half of his friend's body, being chewed upon by what looked like a dinosaur. Buck couldn't contain himself; in sheer terror, he dashed off, ready to alert the town authorities of what happened.

The figure that looked like a dinosaur was, in fact, a dinosaur. Emperor Saurus; rather, former Emperor Saurus. Saurus, after licking off the meat from the dead Bill's bones, immediately began to scan the area. "It seems to have been quite some time since I was abducted," Saurus said, "but how long? Computer, give me the information."

A shining light began to flash from what appeared to be a crashed cargo space ship; an electronic voice began to speak from within, in an alien dialect. "As you wish, Saurus. 65 million years have passed since you were abducted." the computer announced. Saurus's jaw dropped.

"65 million years!? That can not be correct- no, wait. It must be correct. It would have been proper time for these strange, furry, and tasty bipedal organisms to evolve. Well, I assume that means my empire is long gone. This is quite unfortunate... or it would be, if I wasn't a genius. Computer, is there any information on the languages of this planet? If so, implant the information within my mind." Saurus spoke.

"As you wish." the computer replied, and a small droid rolled out of the wrecked cargo ship. As it approached saurus, as small needle extended from its center; once it reached Saurus, it punctuated Saurus's skin, sending an electrical shock up his body. "You should now be able to speak the languages the sentient organisms of this world use." the machine stated.

"Excellent," Saurus said, "it will now be much easier for me to reclaim this world in my name. Of course, there's the small matter regarding that other, tasty little animal that was previously here. No doubt he returned to his dwelling to announce my arrival; I must prepare myself for whatever foes that may cross my path." Saurus headed over to the wrecked cargo ship and stuck his head inside. When he pulled his head out, a strangely-shaped alien weapon was held by his teeth. He dropped it from his mouth and grabbed it with his arms.

Now confident, he began to walk off, pondering over what actions he must take next to achieve his goal. He decided that the best course of action would be to recruit some minions; of course, considering how tasty the beings of this world were, he would have to restrain himself...

((OoC: Long story short, Saurus is now recruiting followers. He'll pay you in gold and give you fancy weapons. As for how the story will progress, well, now that the suburbs are alerted of his presence, Saurus and his allies will have to fight off the authorities and escape to a safe location. The conflict should be minimal, however, as they're just average humans. That is, unless you want to introduce yourselves in a different way (Which is fine by me), if you're interested in joining in.))