“Good evening Chicago, I’m Jenine Vaughn,” said a voice.
“And I’m Matthew Carter-Jones, bringing to you the latest breaking news,” said another.
“This just in: Chief of Chicago PD, Valeria Marsh, confirms that at least 26 people have been killed by an explosion believed to have originated from a meteorite that crashed near Lincoln Park’s Diversey Harbor, here in Chicago, at approximately 7:43 this evening.
A blockade order has been enacted, set around Lincoln Park, down North Sheridan Road through Lakeview Road, and across West Fullerton Avenue. Traffic is being diverted from the neighboring streets leading to the blockade, and although no orders of evacuation have been issued, civilians are advised to remain indoors until more information on both the meteorite and the explosion has been collected, and that no further danger has been identified.
Special operative teams have been dispatched to survey the area, and a trauma team from the Saint Joseph Medical Center has also only just arrived at the scene—triage is underway.
Mayor Adamson has been notified of the developments, and his offices have been asked to comment on the situation, but no response has been received by the press. Chicago officials have been trying to contact NASA Administrator, Theodore Frank, inquiring how such a meteorite was missed by U.S. satellites, but there has been no comment from the federal space agency.
The area of impact from the collision has been identified as small, but given the size of the meteorite, experts suspect that something must have slowed its momentum before it made landfall. Whether it broke off from a larger meteor when it entered the upper atmosphere, or there is an unidentified third party in play, is still uncertain.
Matthew, I am just stunned! What do you make of all this?”
“Well, Jenine, I think that the next couple of hours will be critical on how this situation is handled. Everyone is looking to Mayor Adamson right now, and we all hope that he is presently handling the situation. It is worrisome that our top experts believe that something altered the course of this meteorite, and that given its size the area of impact should have been much larger. What changed its course, and will there be any more to follow?
The good news is that the impact to the Chicago area was minimal, and our first responders are doing everything in their power to control the situation.”
“Well, Matthew, I think it is of upmost importance that people remain calm. We currently do not have any reason to believe that the city is in any further danger. Be mindful and responsible, stay indoors, and await further instructions from city officials. All we can—”
“Jenine, I apologize for the interruption, but we are just receiving word that other meteorites have been spotted around the world. Three are projected to land—”
The ground then violently shook, the sudden quake shutting off the power in the apartment and killing the television from continuing its story. The figure suddenly obscured by the darkness within the apartment collapsed onto the floor, sending the TV remote clattering across the room and making the furniture all around it tumble.
A wave of blue light cast brilliance into the apartment from a naked window, revealing a young man with black hair—young enough to be a teenager—writhing on the floor, gasping for air. He grabbed at his bleeding arm in agony, the same aquatic hue seeping from his skin. Just as the young man’s eyes searched for the culprit, while crawling to the window and away from the falling debris, he lost all consciousness.
Ground Zero: Chicago
Starting Point: Three Days Later – Beginning of the End
A meteor shower has shaken the earth. Their gravity-bending and radiation-ridden pulses have thrown human civilizations into a frenzied panic. Governments have fallen, monarchs have been overthrown, and laws have lost all their meaning.
When their ships arrived in the middle of the night, humanity had already lost its world leaders. Why they are here, or what they want, nobody knows.
Mutation (if Afflicted):
Personality Traits: [3 positives, 3 negatives]
The Afflicted: Humans that have developed a mutation from meteorite pulses. These humans tend to be on the younger side, typically teenagers or young adults. More info coming soon.
The Corrupted: Afflicted humans that were unable to adapt to the mutations from the pulses. The corrupted are unable to control the mutations, and will gradually lose control of their own will. These are major culprits in the downfall of society. More info coming soon.
The Others: Those beings leading the ships anchored to the seas. More info coming soon.
The Meteorites: The gifts that brought the downfall of human society, first made contact near Chicago. More info coming soon.
Lake grew up in a suburb in Texas a few minutes north of Austin, as the middle-child to a family of five. His father, a burly southern family-man through and through, raised the young man to lead his life in servitude of his faith, with family-focused morals and strictly traditional beliefs. His sisters, alternatively, received a completely different set of rules.
Born into a comfortable upper-middle class, Lake was a product of the Texas protestant private school system and had every opportunity to succeed in life offered to him since his infancy.
Lake moved from his home state during his junior year as a pre-medical candidate from the University of Texas, whose program offered a bridge internship with the Pritzker School of Medicine in Chicago. It was while the boy was on his way home from his clinical observations that the first meteorite crashed in Lake Michigan.
Anasazi Lumonte-Sol the single child of the successful and highly sought-after lawyer Jarvis Lumonte, and a private school principal Tenaya Sol. She grew up in the lap of luxury but as she grew older, it all started to feel like the same old boring routine. There's not much value in material objects to someone who can't even see them. It's also because of the fact that she was born blind that she's also never really been too far away from her parents unless she was in class. But even still, one of her parents was the principle so how far away could she really get.? She had some friends but Anasazi never got to see them after school was out for the day. It was straight home with her mom so that they could get her homework done, making sure that her grades stayed immaculate so that as soon as Anasazi graduated, she would be in Pre-Law at the University of Chicago for Law School and follow in her father's footsteps.! She had his ire, his curiosity, and his guts, but also her mother's compassion and intuition, and they had felt that she would be perfect as a lawyer!! However, did they ever ask if she wanted to follow in anyone's footsteps?
Well before she could even start her first semester, the meteorite had decided it was time to hit Lake Michigan.
Additional information: Anasazi is completlely blind in both eyes and also has vitiligo. the skin around her left eye, chest, and various other places of her body have similar blotches of skin that are devoid of pigmentation.
Mutation: Shockwaves- Ava is able to expel shockwaves from her body. These shockwaves allow her to boost her speed and jump length/height, as well as strengthen punches and kicks. It is also possible for her to utilize them in an attack, sending them through the air or through the ground.
Ava was born to a pair of Olympic-level gymnasts- one the silver medalist for men's gymnastics for Germany, and the other the bronze medalist of the women's gymnastics for the USA. These two trained their daughter from an early age to follow in their footsteps, disregarding any possibility that she may have wanted to do something else with her life. Secretly, she began to practice freerunning and parkour techniques, knowing that she wasn't interested in the Olympics- and that she would never be good enough for her parents, anyway.
When she was 17, with parkour and freerunning becoming more popular in the media and young adult culture, Ava began to publicize her abilities, wearing dark clothes, a hood, and a modified ski mask under the internet moniker of "Renegade". Some of it was less than legal and she trespassed on private property quite often, which earned her plenty of strife with her parents. But finally, with the growing support backing her and the media beginning to latch onto her, they finally accepted her interests and began to back her financially- allowing her to expand her career to include a clothing line, extensive travel to various filming locations, and even opportunities to be included in movies and TV shows as guest appearances and as a stuntwoman.
She had traveled to Chicago for a filming project and it was just getting started when the meteorite struck.
On the surface, Dakota was an average kid, haphazardly dressed in fitted obscure band shirts, hoodies, and jeans, with nothing particularly striking about him or flawed, except that he smoked and drank too much for a kid in his teens and habitually escaped responsibility with pubescent recklessness. While relatively quiet and indifferent, he had a reputation for being an underachieving delinquent, despite displaying an obvious intellect. Not that the kid had it easy. His father died when he was twelve after a five-year battle with Adult Non-Hodgkin Lymphoma, of which he and his sister were cared for by their grandparents. After his father’s death, his mother remarried a close friend of his father's and surrogate to the two kids since when their dad first fell ill. His mom returned to work and the family moved back into their home. To his credit, Dakota and his sister couldn't have lucked out with a better stepfather; he took the kids in as if they were his own. Dakota and him got along with him once, as he had with his mother, until his frequent misdemeanors eventually strained their relationships.
Dakota never progressed to college, instead he ended up meandering from temp job to temp job, and working a part-time gig as a bar back for a few pubs owned by the same manager. It was only natural that he gravitated to the wrong sort of people and eventually found himself working for them. But things took a turn for the worse when a shakedown from police forced Dakota to abandon his product to save his own skin. As it turned out, the people he worked for weren't the compassionate type and he found himself owing a lot of money he could never collect.
When the metorites struck Chicago, he thought he found his ticket out, only serendipity was not a friend on his side.
Mutation (if Afflicted): Electricity - From generating it to her body, manipulating it, or drawing it from the bolts in the sky itself. Being that mutations are new and generally unexplored, her mastery of this will improve over time. Current mastery level: Beginner; random bouts of electrical surges tend to spritz over her body and short-circuit things at touch.
Brief Bio/History: Borne to a couple who conceived through a one night stand, Heidi found herself abandoned by mother shortly after childbirth and left in the arms of her wholly incapable father. Whether it was the burden of being a new parent or perhaps a failure of love lost between her mother and hisself, Heidi witnessed only the effects of alcoholism on her father. He was paternal in nature as often as he was sober: not at all. With their means of living far below the average family unit in North Carolina, USA, they often did not make ends meet. Starvation pillaged at her thin frame and resentment ate at her heart for her father consistently refusing to step up to plate, forcing her to forgo friends and activities at a young age in exchange for a job.
After graduating high school she'd readied with the intention to leave her father behind and find another place to live, but one look behind her with her belongings packed in a sorry excuse for a backpack had stopped her. She stayed with the excuse that at least it was a place to live, at least it was a place she knew. The people. The climate.
It changed when the aliens descended. Just an hour off the coast of where she lived one of Them had anchored down. What was worse was that her father had been on a rare boating trip to earn money when it happened and he'd yet to return home. An hour passed. A day. Three days.
He was dead, she was sure of it. And now? Now she'd gotten the escape she thought she wanted. Only thing is, wishes always come with a price too high.
Mutation (if Afflicted): Able to change the molecules in her body to spread out enough that she can become translucent enough to move through walls, or condense to turn her body into a solid brick wall
The youngest of three, Quin was often invisible to her parents due to her strange quietness and complete polar opposite personality of her extroverted, adventurous, trouble making twin older siblings. She struggled to connect with people, often being observed by teachers as "anti-social" and distant. If she found an interest or hobby that she enjoyed, she was more often mocked and bullied for it by her siblings than encouraged to pursue.
It wasn't until she made an attempt on her life that her family realized that they had no idea who she was or how to help her.
When the Event happened, Quin was a patient of the Chicago Behavioral Hospital. Now she's on her own, her family not seeming to be looking for her or already dead--she has no idea nor really cares. She's more concerned of the challenges she is about to face--especially when her medication runs out.
Mutation: can produce this incredible bright golden light from her body that is near impossible to look directly at.
Savannah grew up in the suburbs an hour outside of detroit. The only daughter of two workaholics who should never have been married but refused to get divorced, she was used to taking care of herself. She voluntarily left for boarding school when she reached high school age, and enjoyed the independence without the constant bickering of her parents. Savannah was a good student with above average grades and a few good friends she could count on. She graduated with honors and got into a college that was far enough away from home that she had her own space to do what she wished, but close enough to visit her parents when she got the urge.
Savannah was a Senior at University of Chicago when the meteorite hit. She was only a few months away from finishing her degree in sociology and beginning to make a life for herself. Then the world decided to radically change the future she had laid out for herself.
Okay everyone! Sorry for the delay, but the IC has been posted! Please feel free to start out however you want on the third day, but I think the first goal will be to get to the center of the evacuation, which can either be Wrigley Field and or Solider Field. Naturally, chaos will likely wreck initial plans, but we can cross that bridge when we get to it!
Mutation (if Afflicted): Shae has gained the ability to fold space, creating pocket dimensions which she can use as a form of extra dimensional storage. These "hammer spaces" are invisible to the naked eye, and cannot be detected by any physical methods. Shae is constantly aware of their presence, however, and can apparently access them at any time. There does not appear to be any constraints as far as the size or the number of objects which can be placed inside of these spacial pockets except that Shae can still feel the weight of anything within the Hammer Space.
Brief Bio/History: Everyone talked about how talented Shae was, but when Dakota said it, she believed him. Cheyenne had inherited her mother’s steady hands, and her father’s sideways method of thought. She could duplicate the world around her in graphite with stunning accuracy, and paint such scenes onto canvas as to evoke the wildest dreams and impulses. But what her friends called art, Shae called a hobby. Her only truly artistic traits were her perpetual doubt and self loathing. Besides, no one from their little town could ever make a living off that stuff, right?
But Dakota had a plan. He urged her to move out to the big city with him. There were lots of artists in Chicago, he said. She could rub elbows with the big names in the industry and develop her portfolio. In a year or two, maybe she’d get her own showing. Dakota could do with words everything Shae could with paint.
She believed him, and so she left her small life behind.
Shae wasn’t exactly surprised when things didn’t pan out. Her brother’s big plans kept falling through, and there was never a backup. It wasn’t long before Shae found herself working full time at two jobs, and constantly holding her hand out for Dakota’s half of the rent money.
Money that never quite found its way to her.
And then there were his “friends”, always coming around at odd hours, eating their food and taking up space. They made Shae uncomfortable, but Dakota vouched for them, and so she checked her reservations and kept her mouth shut. A part of her knew that it was time to pack up, to admit this whole escapade was a failure, and to go back home. Dakota wouldn’t hear of it, however, and Cheyenne couldn’t leave him in the city by himself. He needed her, and she knew it.