RofocaleTheGreat
October 31st, 2008, 01:41 PM
Hey this is a new story I'm working on. This is also the complete first chapter, tell me what you think.
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THE GOD SQUAD: NEW BEGINNINGS?
Authored By ~ Rofocale
Story Concept By ~ Rofocale
Characters: Property of ~ Rofocale
Starring Cast:
Dante Turner
Rofocale L.
Rofocale T.
Tye
Judgment
Also Starring:
Vanessa Valentine
&
Patrick O’Brian
Cast of Characters:
Dante Turner:
Human Male transferred to a Human School when he was 12. He fell in with the God Squad and has become a part of the family.
Rofocale L.:
An awkward Genomorph, descending from an Obsidian dragon and an Arctic Wolf. He started the God Squad in Elementary School. He had left the God Squad in High school to join the military, joining back with the G.S. (God Squad) after four years, and going to college. It was during his time in the Military that he had a divine intervention by a certain Angel that now inhabits his body taking on the assumed role of his long lost brother whenever he makes a public appearance outside the G.S.
Rofocale T.:
An archangel of the Divine Order sent to Earth as a messenger of God to spread the word of the return of the messiah. It had just so happened that in a time of desperate need of a particular soldier, he had possessed his body to save his life. It turns out though that now he can’t return home until he finally accomplishes his mission; however he is incapable of greatly interfering with Cale’s life or leaving his body. He assumes the role of Cale’s long lost brother whenever he makes an appearance.
Tye:
A Siberian Tiger Male who comes from a Buddhist family. He is extremely well versed in most things and can always seem to find a peaceful solution to any problem. He doesn’t really say much about himself except for the fact that if it wasn’t for him, the others probably would have died by now, or killed each other.
Judgment:
An alien from another universe called, the Multiverse. Originally born in the form of a human, after he saved the Multiverse from a rogue god with a few of his friends, thus becoming a Demi-God himself, he was cast to earth due to a fight with his uncle. He now lives on earth until he is finally let back into the multiverse. Until then, he takes the form of a Kitsune, overtly excited by females.
Special Thanks To: All my friends who have supported me during my deployment in Afghanistan thank you all, so very much.
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Prelude
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Even though the world had been split in two thirty years ago, not physically, albeit seemingly so. There was still that tinge of the past. With the world’s population now divided between humans and morphs, there was a solid border going around the world. Humans had the Eastern hemisphere and the Morphs were Given the Western. Surprisingly enough, it worked out though. In a way everyone was happy, the humans didn’t have to deal with the morphs, and the morphs didn’t have to deal with the humans. At least, that is how it used to be. Now a days there are signs, small, but signs none the less, showing that humans are taking the first step in breaking through the threshold of racism and segregation. Small human organizations, the leader of which being CASS, Coalition Against Species Segregation, has been working on the eastern front to build tolerance with the morphs, succeeding, but only in very small instances. There is still a long way to go on both sides before any progress is made. Until then, the world will just have to go on living like it always has.
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Chapter One:
Back To School Again
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It was seven in the morning, and the sun was already peaking over the New Manhattan skyline. Sending rays of light through the spaces between the towering buildings, adding to the atmosphere of big city life. New Manhattan had been transformed in to a massive college city, it was home to one of the best universities in Europe, and more importantly, home to a wide variety of exceedingly interesting students. The university in question was New Manhattan University. It was one of those classic universities of old, you know, the ones with the sprawling front entrances with sparse groves of trees and statues, a couple streams and fountains here and there. Ivy growing along the walls and a large university to match an even larger campus. The university itself was made like a wheel, with spokes coming out of a central point the outside spokes connected by breeze ways and roads. The center building was in the shape of a large Romanesque building with a polished marble dome. This was the Hub, it lead to every point of the university and was also home to the staff offices, registration, and all those other administrative operations.
From the depths of darkness there came a sound, small at first, but then, slowly escalating into a symphony so disturbing it breaks the courage of even the greatest heroes, it was the sounds of…the alarm clock going off. The well crafted room was cloaked in the darkness of morning, lights long since turned out, and blinds drawn. It was easy enough to make out though, the multitude of posters ornamenting the walls as well as the furniture, which for being in a town mostly inhabited by college students, was easily considered, well furnished. A book case in one corner and a computer desk in the other, the usual. The blankets shifted with the movement of a quickly disturbed being, a silhouetted arm reaching out from underneath to feel around on the night stand next to the bed, knocking over a couple empty cans of coke before finding its target and slapping the snooze button on top of the alarm clock before retreating to the warm of its blankets.
It wasn’t more than a few minutes later that a soft creaking filled the room, the bedroom door slowly opening. The blankets shifted only slightly as a shadowed figure slowly rose up from beside the bed, reaching over the covers, fingers as silent as snakes waiting to strike at their prey. In a flash the blankets were torn off and thrown into the air, revealing a barely clad human wearing only a pair of plaid boxers, who now fully awake was staring into the eyes of a rather tall fox like creature, blankets wrapped around its neck like a cape.
“…why am..*yawn*..am I awake.” The human asked, laying back down to stare at the ceiling.
The being replied in a low tone. “Because Mr. Zombie, there is registration today…or did the zombie forget…maybe zombie needs more brains!” All this being said in a rather decrepit manner. It wasn’t any sooner than had this been said, that the bedroom door flung open, an immense figure flying through it and a loud rattling sound of pellets slamming against the wall behind the bed, a high pitched yelp accompanying the sound as the fox fell down into a fetal position.
“No zombies, no zombies! I swear!” The Figure that had originally flung itself into the room, opening fire at the fox, finally stood up, his visage shadowed by the darkness of the room. That was, until the lights clicked on. A mid sized Siberian tiger standing in the door way with his paw on the switch, his face one of tiredness. “Do we have to do this every day?” He asked looking at the three, the human still lying in bed, the fox, now revealed as a kitsune with nine tails and a sandy tan color with a white stripe along his chest and belly as well as his paws and tail tips and ears and muzzle. The taller figure being stranger than the last, a monolith of obsidian color, black fur so dark that it defied the very existence of light, his body a mix of dragon and wolf large leathery black wings and glossy obsidian horns, his abs covered in scales rather than fur and his feet holding a pair of razor sharp talons. He looked over to the tiger, cocking his head to the side slightly with a most defiant and self exalted look splayed over his face. There was an air soft G36E limply held in his right hand, his finger placed in the trigger well. “It’s not everyday…and besides, what’s life without a little violent action?” The creature replied, almost smugly.
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THE GOD SQUAD: NEW BEGINNINGS?
Authored By ~ Rofocale
Story Concept By ~ Rofocale
Characters: Property of ~ Rofocale
Starring Cast:
Dante Turner
Rofocale L.
Rofocale T.
Tye
Judgment
Also Starring:
Vanessa Valentine
&
Patrick O’Brian
Cast of Characters:
Dante Turner:
Human Male transferred to a Human School when he was 12. He fell in with the God Squad and has become a part of the family.
Rofocale L.:
An awkward Genomorph, descending from an Obsidian dragon and an Arctic Wolf. He started the God Squad in Elementary School. He had left the God Squad in High school to join the military, joining back with the G.S. (God Squad) after four years, and going to college. It was during his time in the Military that he had a divine intervention by a certain Angel that now inhabits his body taking on the assumed role of his long lost brother whenever he makes a public appearance outside the G.S.
Rofocale T.:
An archangel of the Divine Order sent to Earth as a messenger of God to spread the word of the return of the messiah. It had just so happened that in a time of desperate need of a particular soldier, he had possessed his body to save his life. It turns out though that now he can’t return home until he finally accomplishes his mission; however he is incapable of greatly interfering with Cale’s life or leaving his body. He assumes the role of Cale’s long lost brother whenever he makes an appearance.
Tye:
A Siberian Tiger Male who comes from a Buddhist family. He is extremely well versed in most things and can always seem to find a peaceful solution to any problem. He doesn’t really say much about himself except for the fact that if it wasn’t for him, the others probably would have died by now, or killed each other.
Judgment:
An alien from another universe called, the Multiverse. Originally born in the form of a human, after he saved the Multiverse from a rogue god with a few of his friends, thus becoming a Demi-God himself, he was cast to earth due to a fight with his uncle. He now lives on earth until he is finally let back into the multiverse. Until then, he takes the form of a Kitsune, overtly excited by females.
Special Thanks To: All my friends who have supported me during my deployment in Afghanistan thank you all, so very much.
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Prelude
----------------------------------------------
Even though the world had been split in two thirty years ago, not physically, albeit seemingly so. There was still that tinge of the past. With the world’s population now divided between humans and morphs, there was a solid border going around the world. Humans had the Eastern hemisphere and the Morphs were Given the Western. Surprisingly enough, it worked out though. In a way everyone was happy, the humans didn’t have to deal with the morphs, and the morphs didn’t have to deal with the humans. At least, that is how it used to be. Now a days there are signs, small, but signs none the less, showing that humans are taking the first step in breaking through the threshold of racism and segregation. Small human organizations, the leader of which being CASS, Coalition Against Species Segregation, has been working on the eastern front to build tolerance with the morphs, succeeding, but only in very small instances. There is still a long way to go on both sides before any progress is made. Until then, the world will just have to go on living like it always has.
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Chapter One:
Back To School Again
----------------------------------------------------
It was seven in the morning, and the sun was already peaking over the New Manhattan skyline. Sending rays of light through the spaces between the towering buildings, adding to the atmosphere of big city life. New Manhattan had been transformed in to a massive college city, it was home to one of the best universities in Europe, and more importantly, home to a wide variety of exceedingly interesting students. The university in question was New Manhattan University. It was one of those classic universities of old, you know, the ones with the sprawling front entrances with sparse groves of trees and statues, a couple streams and fountains here and there. Ivy growing along the walls and a large university to match an even larger campus. The university itself was made like a wheel, with spokes coming out of a central point the outside spokes connected by breeze ways and roads. The center building was in the shape of a large Romanesque building with a polished marble dome. This was the Hub, it lead to every point of the university and was also home to the staff offices, registration, and all those other administrative operations.
From the depths of darkness there came a sound, small at first, but then, slowly escalating into a symphony so disturbing it breaks the courage of even the greatest heroes, it was the sounds of…the alarm clock going off. The well crafted room was cloaked in the darkness of morning, lights long since turned out, and blinds drawn. It was easy enough to make out though, the multitude of posters ornamenting the walls as well as the furniture, which for being in a town mostly inhabited by college students, was easily considered, well furnished. A book case in one corner and a computer desk in the other, the usual. The blankets shifted with the movement of a quickly disturbed being, a silhouetted arm reaching out from underneath to feel around on the night stand next to the bed, knocking over a couple empty cans of coke before finding its target and slapping the snooze button on top of the alarm clock before retreating to the warm of its blankets.
It wasn’t more than a few minutes later that a soft creaking filled the room, the bedroom door slowly opening. The blankets shifted only slightly as a shadowed figure slowly rose up from beside the bed, reaching over the covers, fingers as silent as snakes waiting to strike at their prey. In a flash the blankets were torn off and thrown into the air, revealing a barely clad human wearing only a pair of plaid boxers, who now fully awake was staring into the eyes of a rather tall fox like creature, blankets wrapped around its neck like a cape.
“…why am..*yawn*..am I awake.” The human asked, laying back down to stare at the ceiling.
The being replied in a low tone. “Because Mr. Zombie, there is registration today…or did the zombie forget…maybe zombie needs more brains!” All this being said in a rather decrepit manner. It wasn’t any sooner than had this been said, that the bedroom door flung open, an immense figure flying through it and a loud rattling sound of pellets slamming against the wall behind the bed, a high pitched yelp accompanying the sound as the fox fell down into a fetal position.
“No zombies, no zombies! I swear!” The Figure that had originally flung itself into the room, opening fire at the fox, finally stood up, his visage shadowed by the darkness of the room. That was, until the lights clicked on. A mid sized Siberian tiger standing in the door way with his paw on the switch, his face one of tiredness. “Do we have to do this every day?” He asked looking at the three, the human still lying in bed, the fox, now revealed as a kitsune with nine tails and a sandy tan color with a white stripe along his chest and belly as well as his paws and tail tips and ears and muzzle. The taller figure being stranger than the last, a monolith of obsidian color, black fur so dark that it defied the very existence of light, his body a mix of dragon and wolf large leathery black wings and glossy obsidian horns, his abs covered in scales rather than fur and his feet holding a pair of razor sharp talons. He looked over to the tiger, cocking his head to the side slightly with a most defiant and self exalted look splayed over his face. There was an air soft G36E limply held in his right hand, his finger placed in the trigger well. “It’s not everyday…and besides, what’s life without a little violent action?” The creature replied, almost smugly.