Animorphs RP : Part 1 - The Invasion
We can't tell you who we are. Or where we live. It's too risky, and we've got to be careful. Really careful. So we don't trust anyone. Because if they find us... well, we just won't let them find us. The thing you should know is that everyone is in really big trouble. Yeah. Even you.
Part 1 - The Invasion
Without anyone knowing, The Planet Earth is slowly being invaded by an evil alien species known as Yeerks - parasitic creatures that enter through a persons ear canal, and attaching itself to the brain - controlling both mind and body, becoming what is known as a "Controller."
The Yeerks sworn enemy, the noble Andalites, are on the losing end of the battle, which as lead its way across the galaxy, and onto earths soil. En route to warn earth's leaders, a scouting party of Andalites is attacked by Yeerk forces, leaving only one lone andalite to warn the first group of people it comes by as it crash lands in a modern town.
You are one of these people. A group of teenagers. Given a unique gift by this strange alien. The ability to transform into any creature you make contact with.
An Animorph.
Faced with this task, and with no real direction to start, how will you help defend your planet? And what will you become?
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It was cold outside. The wind was howling, blowing the fallen leaves across the dying grass of Ludlow, Colorado. It was always cold in Colorado, but the winters were truly chilly. All across town, the people were going about their daily lives. Church bells rang. It was a sunday, and mass was just letting out.
As the wind whistled, Zeke pulled tightly on his scarf. His red hair flowing lightly in the breeze.
He was walking down the sidewalk, a thick leatherbound book in his hands. It was a philosophy book entitled "Beyond Good and Evil" and was written by the german philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche. As he walked, he passed a small boy riding one of those big plastic big wheels. Zeke spun, his long brown coat flapping, as he narrowly avoided the path of the runaway child. A young girl chased after the boy, dragging a teddy bear behind her.
As he came to a crosswalk, Zeke slipped his book into his brown messenger bag, and slipped on a pair of black woolen gloves. They were comfortable, the kind that are fingerless, but with a mitten top connected with velcro.
"It must be winter if I'm wearing this pair..." Zeke thought to hiimself, as he exhaled slowly, seeing his breath. He was about to step into the crosswalk as another car passed by slowly.
Yes, the town was going on living. Even though it was just a matter of time before everything changed. In fact, it already started. They were already here.
And the pathetic thing was...we never saw it coming.
As Zeke made his way across the crosswalk, he didn't happen to notice the silver object streaking across the sky. Nobody did.
Which was a real shame. Because everything was about to change.