Young Writers Society

Genesis 1:3-31-
On the first day God created light. On the second day he separated the waters forming oceans, on the third day he created dry ground. The Fourth Day with the sky now clear, the sun, moon and stars were dependably visible. They were to serve as signs to mark seasons and days and years. The Fifth Day he created the animals and on the Sixth Day he created Man. From the man, he formed woman and by the seventh day God had finished the work He had been doing; so on the seventh day He rested from all his work.


Light and Dark, the first angels ever created are missing. And the world is falling apart. God is sending you, his other originals out into the world to find them, so that the seven of you can fight the demons taking over earth together. While you're searching, Light and Dark have been separated. One walks the earth, lost and alone, trying to find it's other half. The other is hidden deep within Lucifer's domain, going mad because of the separation. Will the originals be able to find their way to both Light and Dark before it's too late? What will you find if you reach Lucifer's castle?



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The Originals are the first angels ever created. Created on the days when God created Earth, they posses powers that correspond to the days they were born.




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This is a by-acceptance-only SB. Because it is so small, I'd like to have a group of people that are willing to work through it and finish it. I not only want polished characters and well thought-out posts, but I want dedication. If I don't think you fulfill any of these requirements, I will be using my discretion on adding you to the Storybook.

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There will be a titan pad for plot discussing, and a chart in Gdocs for overall plots to keep us on track made once I have the characters all together and ready to begin plotting. Remember, all OOC posts in the DT!

When Dinah awoke, she found herself in a dark and unfamiliar place. Her memory was fuzzy and she had a splitting headache, so it was hard for her to think. Her last memories of how she had gotten where she was were wispy-- there were invaders, someone grabbed her, she lost sight of Adri, and then she blacked out.

"Adri?" Dinah called, quickly realizing that she was far away from Heaven. Heaven was never this menacing. In the distance she could make out a fake orange glow and hear the crackle of fire. There was wicked laughter. Could she be in Lucifer's domain? It didn't seem possible, but there was no other alternative.

"Adri, help me," Dinah said weakly.

That was when she heard footsteps. A young woman, not quite her age, was carrying a tray of food. She had an empty, gaunt face, reddish skin and dark, stringy hair.

"Supper," she said, her voice raspy.

"Where am I?"

"I'm not supposed to speak to the prisoner," said the woman under her breath. "You are she, from Heaven."

"Who do you serve?" asked Dinah.

"I serve Lucifer," she said. She handed Dinah the tray and darted off. But Dinah was in no mood to eat. She had jut spoken to a demon, but she hadn't been frightened. This one had been pathetic, sad in a way. It was a very curious thing.

Talitha

The long road trip was, in a way, relaxing. Tally felt herself start to calm down as she settled back against the driver's seat, paying half attention to the road. Besides her was a purse with a fake ID, $500 in cash, and a water bottle.

Jolene Blackwell was her name, and it meant nothing to her. It was just a coverup, a fake identity, something to keep her safe for the next few decades. It meant about as much to her as the gravel she was driving on.

She was leaving California behind, leaving Maryanne Simmons and her burnt down house behind. She was leaving one life for another, for a Jolene Blackwell who was moving to Illinois. In retrospect, Tally should have moved out of the US for a while, but she was feeling rather.. dauntless. Besides, she preferred the US over any other country, with the UK coming in second.

At the moment, she was passing through Kansas, and was considering stopping for dinner, when the car stalled.

She barely managed enough gas to twist the wheel and pull off the road. She blinked and leaned forward, glancing at the gas meter. It was halfway between full and empty. Annoyed, Tally tried to rev the engine again, with no success.

That was when her vision blurred and she cried out in surprise. Her hands flung up, rubbing her eyes, but it was useless. Her vision went black and she crumpled, head slumped against the wheel.