((OCC: He commented on Rot World, Idk why he didn't on scorpion&frog..?)
((Final exams tho!))
Blake
Blake looked at the girl, her eyes began to shift slowly, as did her clothing. This wasn't just a girl it was some sort of paradox, "Atlas! Are you sure this is your..."
Before he could finish the sun broke through the window and the trolly down bellow rang, he pulled out his cell phone but it turned to smoke in his hand. They were falling threw time and space for some reason. His heat vision was gone and was replaced with a suit and beige fedora, "who is this girl?" He asked himself, "and who is that Castiel guy??"
Blake
Blake looked at the girl, her eyes began to shift slowly, as did her clothing. This wasn't just a girl it was some sort of paradox, "Atlas! Are you sure this is your..."
Before he could finish the sun broke through the window and the trolly down bellow rang, he pulled out his cell phone but it turned to smoke in his hand. They were falling threw time and space for some reason. His heat vision was gone and was replaced with a suit and beige fedora, "who is this girl?" He asked himself, "and who is that Castiel guy??"
((Final exams tho!))
Blake
Blake looked at the girl, her eyes began to shift slowly, as did her clothing. This wasn't just a girl it was some sort of paradox, "Atlas! Are you sure this is your..."
Before he could finish the sun broke through the window and the trolly down bellow rang, he pulled out his cell phone but it turned to smoke in his hand. They were falling threw time and space for some reason. His heat bison was gone and was replaced with a suit and beige fedora, "who is this girl?" He asked himself, "and who is that Castiel guy??"
He looked off into the distance, all he knew is that the Sears tower still had answers, "I'll keep her safe," Blake said, "you two put this world back to normal..."
Blake
Blake looked at the girl, her eyes began to shift slowly, as did her clothing. This wasn't just a girl it was some sort of paradox, "Atlas! Are you sure this is your..."
Before he could finish the sun broke through the window and the trolly down bellow rang, he pulled out his cell phone but it turned to smoke in his hand. They were falling threw time and space for some reason. His heat bison was gone and was replaced with a suit and beige fedora, "who is this girl?" He asked himself, "and who is that Castiel guy??"
He looked off into the distance, all he knew is that the Sears tower still had answers, "I'll keep her safe," Blake said, "you two put this world back to normal..."
Cas waited for Atlas at the Sears tower, he impatiently tapped the floor with his foot as he waited for both of them. what was strange was how everything seemed iffy, the world in front of him seemed to shift slightly, like time and space were distorted immensely but the Sears tower seemed to be uneffected.
The next thing Cas knew was that he was dressed up like a terrible 80s biker with slick back hair and gloves "What the hell is this?!" he asked looking at his sudden apparel change
The next thing Cas knew was that he was dressed up like a terrible 80s biker with slick back hair and gloves "What the hell is this?!" he asked looking at his sudden apparel change
((OCC: Um ok lol...))
Atlas sat in a police station hair slicked back and a suit, he was a detective of some sort? How did this change from a super powered apocalyptic city to a crime noir type fantasy? This was weird, "I have to find Blake and Cas and figure out what's going on before everything shifts again.
Truth was his sister had died in a bus crash over two months ago so why had he thought she was alive? How was this all happening? "Please don't tell me I'm just on acid right now." Atlas said rubbing his head. He looked down at his pocket watch to check the time, a picture of his sister and a stuffed frog was inside. "Little Frog," He said looking at the tower, "I gotta find out what the hell is going on."
Atlas sat in a police station hair slicked back and a suit, he was a detective of some sort? How did this change from a super powered apocalyptic city to a crime noir type fantasy? This was weird, "I have to find Blake and Cas and figure out what's going on before everything shifts again.
Truth was his sister had died in a bus crash over two months ago so why had he thought she was alive? How was this all happening? "Please don't tell me I'm just on acid right now." Atlas said rubbing his head. He looked down at his pocket watch to check the time, a picture of his sister and a stuffed frog was inside. "Little Frog," He said looking at the tower, "I gotta find out what the hell is going on."
Blake
Blake jumped in his car, he had to stop this fast! He had been writing something similar to this for weeks now. Just a few works of fiction but how could he have know they were actually predicting this strange paradox.
"Where would Atlas be in a time like this?" He asked himself, he popped a few pills for his head ache and turned on his car.
The sound of the engine roared as he raced off looking for his friend, "he's going to need a ride to that tower..."
Blake jumped in his car, he had to stop this fast! He had been writing something similar to this for weeks now. Just a few works of fiction but how could he have know they were actually predicting this strange paradox.
"Where would Atlas be in a time like this?" He asked himself, he popped a few pills for his head ache and turned on his car.
The sound of the engine roared as he raced off looking for his friend, "he's going to need a ride to that tower..."
It was all so strange, Castiel brushed off his Lether jacket whilst scanning around him, even with the way everything was Chicago was still in ruins. A searing pain shot through Castiel's head and he dropped to his knees grabbing his head. He screamed from the top of his lungs at the pain, he closed his eyes and tried to pull himself together but the tower... It spoke to him inside awaits death, do not enter
As Castiel stood up he felt like wasn't actually stood where he was, more like out of his body but the more he felt this strange feeling the more he realised his body was calling to the others. It was brief and he was pulled back into his body but he felt like he'd somehow sent them a message but he doesn't know what that message was
D--- --u-- ---t---
As Castiel stood up he felt like wasn't actually stood where he was, more like out of his body but the more he felt this strange feeling the more he realised his body was calling to the others. It was brief and he was pulled back into his body but he felt like he'd somehow sent them a message but he doesn't know what that message was
D--- --u-- ---t---
Atlas looked outside and saw a sleek black 1940 cop car, fiddling in his jacket pocket he found the keys and got in his car he was about to put the keys in the ignition when a pounding in his head brought his head to the dash board. "Cas," he moaned, and waited for the pain to die off, "I need to get to the tower. Atlas started the engine turned on his siren and sped off into the ruined city.
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