TvTropes RP: Completely Insane Adventure Go!

In a year very far in the future, humanity has abandoned a heavily polluted Earth; allowing another race to take over; a race known as the Volzylingonwok. However, during Humanity's long absense, the Volzylingonwok cleaned up the planet, and restored it to it's former beauty. Discovering this, Immortus, lord of the human empire; declared war on the Vol, sending a fleet of space ships to retake the Earth from the alien "menace".

Feeling their existance threatened, the Vol retaliated by sending a fleet of space monsters to guard the Solar System; and the war began. After seventeen years of war with no end in sight; Immortus is still on his throne, and has only benefitted from the war, while the rest of the kingdom suffers. Both sides are growing sick of the war, while he and those associated with them only profit.

However, there is hope. According to a prophesy from a reliable seer; a group of five hereos will rise up to challenge Immortus, and have the greatest chance of dethrowning him. However, due to the variable nature of prophesies, it remains unknown whether they will succeed...

Jack stood in Immortus's mission room alongside the rest of the elites. He stood on the right of Nefna, who stood in the middle as the most powerful of the Three Dragons. It was unspoken but obvious, the... thing exuded malice.

Despite living with the other two for most of his life, Jack knew relatively little of them. They were older than him, although for Nefna, he knew not by how much, and only had the knowledge that he'd been there before the himself and Saraphina. Nefna, by his own choice, never received as much affection as Saraphina, and Jack had followed a similar path, if not for different reasons, and chose to stay even further away from Immortus, always training, and only really returning to his master's living spaces to sleep.

Seeing the three behind him, those known as The Brute, The Dark Chick and The Evil Scientist by their alien foes, Jack spoke, knowing Nefna would rather not, and wouldn't even if he had to, "By your will, Sir."

"You've probably heard the rumors, yes? Five heroes will rise up to defeat me... or challenge me -mmm, little lower- or some crap like that. This displeases me. You are to scout the land, and personally find and destroy any and all -yeah, there- ragtag groups of five you find. Do not return to me unless -ahh- you have succeeded." Immortus commanded. Theresa stood behind Immortus, massaging his back. He looked at each of them in order.

"Understand? Good. Now go." He said.

Saraphine felt delighted, though her face remained impassive. She felt particularly jealous about Theresa touching her lord, but she pushed the feeling away. It wouldn't matter once she finds those so-called heroes and eradicates them herself. She was Immortus' favorite and she'd be damned if that changed any time soon.

"Yes, my Lord," she said, bowing low at Immortus before turning on her hell and strutting out of the room. She had plans to make and people to kill.

Haar disliked the man giving the orders. He disliked the dragons before him. He disliked the fact that he had to be here.

However, The Brute seemed to enjoy the idea of killing.

The priestly man, Father, spoke up, "Yes, my lord," he bowed his head, his smile never failing.

He turned to leave, the brute turning with him and making loud stomping noises with every step.

Natasha yawned loudly while she slumped over the long table that stood there in its metal glory in the middle of the Heroes' band practice room. Or, as Nat would like to call it, their 'Super, Secret, Hide-away Battle Practice' room. Not only did they practice their band skills in there, but they also sparred against each other so that they could do better on the battle field. But today, like most days, Natasha Bloom was acting like her usual self...being bored. But hey, she is the lead singer. She gets at least a lot of break time right?

"Ugh!" she sighed leaning back in her chair. "Can someone please tell me when this is over so I can go get some pizza? I'm starved..." A rubbling from the blue-haired girl's stomach proved her point and she blushed in embarressment. "S-Sorry..."

At that moment, Shizuka barged into Natasha's room, and closed the room behind her.

"Sorry ma'am, have to borrow this room as a hiding place," she said. "But hey, at least I didn't barge in while you were undressing or something; that would really be embarrassing,"

Natasha blinked with a blank expression as a sweatdrop rolled down her forehead. "Uh...Shizuka?" she chuckled lightly. "M-Maybe you should use someone else's room?"

Right now, Natasha wanted some food. And she din't exactly want someone else in her room while she was getting some food. She's not good at trusting people alone in her room.