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  • September 21, 1983
    Antarctic Circle


    The wind howled with a primal fury, picking up drifts of freezing snow and ice and dumping it mercilessly upon the desolate landscape. On the ground, three figures worked furiously to tie down their tents, which threatened to be blown away into oblivion. Stamped across the sides of the flimsy shelters was the word MONARCH; the men wore badges bearing a similar mark.


    A man yelled for more rope, but his voice was lost to the authority of the oppressive storm. He stumbled over to the truck, blindly grasping for the needed coils, but was thrown to the ground when the ice suddenly shook beneath them. A thick, heavy rumble followed shortly after.


    The trio attempted to regain footing, but failed as another tremor occurred. This time, the ice cracked, and steam rushed out, hissing like angry rattlesnakes. A cry rang out as one of the other men fell into the hole. He did not come back up.


    The remaining two rushed for the truck, panicked. They were too late, as a huge chasm suddenly split the ice in half, and swallowed the vehicle up. A foreboding mist rose from the canyon, and the two men stood at the precipice, terrified. Then, a humming growl echoed from far away...


    ***

    APRIL 27, 2017


    GODZILLA: King of Monsters [Sign-Up; all welcome]

    The post was edited 6 times, last by Drekarys ().


  • It was a somewhat cloudy day, with a small amount of sun shining upon the Antarctic waters. A semi-large fishing boat was making their customary rounds, trying to catch as much fish as they possibly could. As they began to bring up a rather large haul of fish, the sailors were oblivious to the skies becoming stormy until the ocean began to rock the boat back and forth in a deadly dance. One of the men shouted, "Get that fish up here so we can leave before we become one with the sea, lads!"


    The men working the fish crane nodded, and proceeded to bring the fish up as fast as they could, just as the storm began to pick up, thunder booming and lightning striking the sea sporadically. "Where the f*** did this storm come from?!" One of the two sailors asked his comrade, who gave a shrug, as he had no clue as to why.


    Any further conversation was cut off as the crane suddenly began to bend downwards, the load of fish seemingly being brought down to the depths of the sea. The men frantically tried to stop it, but by the time they could do anything, the rope snapped, making the fishing boat recoil. The fishermen held on for dear life, a few being flung over board, after which the boat reoriented itself.


    The captain peeked out from the room where he piloted the ship. "What's going on, crew?! We just lost a good hundred bucks from that!" Before anyone could answer, one of the crew members pointed toward the sea with a shout,


    "WHAT THE BLAZES IS THAT?!"


    All who were still present turned to see what he was pointing at, and dearly wished they hadn't. The sea seemed to part as a large beast burst from the briny blue, flapping into the air. The creature sniffed the air around it for a few seconds, before turning towards the fishing boat. A loud growl was heard over the thunder, lightning striking the winged beast. But rather than harm it, the electricity seemed to become absorbed into it's body. Electricity arcing all over it's body, it released a mighty roar that caused many sailor's ears to burst with blood, becoming deaf from the sheer intensity of the roar.



    Ophisaurus has arisen from her hibernation.


    And she was hungry.




  • Asuki was cold. Which wasn't unusual when one stands in a foot of harsh snow. Winter in Teshio(a small city in Japan)
    was always cold. At the moment, he stood silent underneath a single burning light above his head that only achieved to illuminate a few feet around him. He leaned against the cold steel wall of the large MONARCH compound he was assigned to at the moment. It wasn't exactly what he had hoped for when he signed up, a quiet, monsterless post in some snowy town in the middle of nowhere. No, he had expected this job to be a little more exciting. Guarding a giant steel compound was not his definition of exciting. Especially since he had left special ops for it.
    He shoved his fingerless gloves a little deeper into his thin, military grade, snow-camo jacket. His large, semi-automatic Barret M107 was heavy on his shoulders, but it was a comforting weight that he was use to by now. Subconsciencely, he shifted it to a more comfortable position. Staring across the snow, he looked beyond the electric fence that surrounded the whole compound and saw nothing but snow. Cold and bored, Asuki grabbed his radio and called in one of his subordinates to come replace his post. Without waiting for the man to appear, Asuki brushed the snow off of himself, swung open the heavy metal door for the compound, and stepped in. He hoped that maybe the many brainiac scientists inside would be more intertaining that the staring contest he had with the endless expanse of snow for six hours straight.


    The hallway in the compound that he stepped into was cold from the winter air that came in with him, and his footsteps reverberated down the
    way. Shrugging off the cold, he hung his gun on a rack that was installed near the entrance, and started his way into the Compound.

  • While Asuki was out freezing his ass off, inside the compound, Shouhei Hirata was sitting through another boring MONARCH meeting. It was the same as usual: reports on recent MUTO activity, the occasional debate, and then a list of civilian casualties printed out by a panicky government. In today's case, this convention had been droning on for over two hours, and much of it he already knew, and was eager to be done with it. He felt much needed relief when dismissal was called, and he, along with everyone else, flooded through the nearest exit.


    It'd been two weeks since anything exciting had happened, when Shouhei and his uncle Dr. Serizawa had been on a monster-hunt in the South Pacific Islands, tracking down a MUTO dubbed 'Doku u~ingu' (Poison Wing) - a flying bat-like species that spread a poisonous cloud of spores when airborne. Shortly after they had caught up with it did Godzilla arrive, and made short work of the super-sized mammal. Cross-analysis of the body indicated species similarity with the Psychovultures of Skull Island (http://www.discoverskullisland.com/cryptozoology/), suggesting a form of mutation which beggared further study. Unfortunately, he was recalled to Teshio before he could take part in said study, much to his chagrin.


    It was alright, though. He was going to be sent to Antarctica in a few days, anyway, which offered some form of escape from his confinement in Japan. He walked down the hallway toward his locker, intending to grab some notes, but when he saw Asuki he decided to stop and say hi. "How's the weather looking?" he asked conversationally.


    @Blox: I will have Godzilla initiate contact with Ophi after Akarii does his post.

  • Asuki watched as the many scientists came pouring out of what he assumed was another long, boring meeting.
    As they came out, he stepped to the side of the hallway, near the lockers, so the crowd could move by.
    As he did, he stepped next to Shouhei, who asked about the weather.
    "Cold." he responded after a second. "I think another blizzard is suppose to come tomorrow, too."
    He stopped and moved as another scientist tried to reach the locker he was leaning against.
    "How was your meeting?" he asked, resuming his last position.
    He wondered what on earth such a brilliant mind would be doing in such a remote place, seemingly unused.
    Asuki would have thought Shouhei would be chasing some monster halfway across the world right now.
    I guess neither of them got what they wanted. Internally, he couldn't help but chuckle at their bad luck.

  • Shouhei scoffed. "Don't even get me started," he said with a scowl, opening his locker and reaching his hand inside to collect his papers. "We spent an hour going over a bunch of charts of 'potential' MUTO sites and another half hour about the best way to handle them. As if any amount of human power is going to contain an animal the size of the Empire State Building." He slammed the locker shut and shoved the papers into the pit of his arm. "I'll be glad when I can finally get out of here. My uncle is supposed to take me to Antarctica in a few days where MONARCH has got an excavation going. I don't know what exactly they're digging up (or how fun it will actually be), but at this point, anything is better than being cooped up in a metal square box all the time." The cryptozoologist sighed. "I bet Godzilla's having a much more fantastic time than any of us. Wherever he is."


    ***


    The calm waters of the Pacific Ocean gave way as a leviathan creature swam through, its gigantic dorsal spines creating an imposing display as they rose high above the surface. Not much more explanation is needed: Godzilla was on the prowl again. He'd taken some time off to recuperate from his dealing with Poison Wing, and now was back to hunting after two weeks of naptime.


    This time, he was heading to Antarctica - a rather unlikely sort of place you'd expect a prehistoric reptile such as himself to go, due to the cold conditions. But when you get woken up from your little deep sea trench because of a bunch of tremors, when you really would've preferred to sleep in, you're not going to mind the cold so much as the cocky whippersnapper whose been stomping around on your lawn. That, and considering a creature of Godzilla's scale, plus an extremely high internal temperature necessary to rain fiery atomic death upon your enemy, freezing isn't going to be an issue.


    The acclaimed King of the Monsters paused to lift his snout above the water and sniff the air, tasting the different scents as they flooded his nostrils. Smog and metal from a human city somewhere, the salt on the ocean breeze...and the sharp smell of crackling thunder and lightning, along with the unmistakable scent of another MUTO.


    A MUTO that SHOULD be sleeping rather than be causing trouble, not to mention was on Godzilla's turf. Growling, he dipped his head beneath the waves, and dived, his back and tail arching out of the water, before sinking into the water, without a trace of him even being there.


    //I've waited so long to be able to do this, and now finally, here it is. :D LET THE MONSTER MASH BEGIN!!!

  • (Yeeeeeeeeessssss)


    Ophisaurus licked her chops of the recent blood she had spilled. Looking back, she somewhat regretted attacking first without giving the pitiful humans a chance to escape, but she tended to be cranky when she is hungry, and she just woke up from a nap spanning millions of years. There was no helping her need for food, and the people of the long since sunken ship were unfortunate to be near her. She gave off her roar again as she lifted herself to the clouds, allowing herself to recharge her electricity. She felt... Something. And it was coming closer.


    Ophi couldn't help but bare her teeth at the idea that another creature was going to invade her territory. With a snarl, the dragon flew into the clouds, using it for cover as she flew to where she knew the other creature was.


    If it was a fight they wanted, it would be a fight they would get.

  • Asuki could not help but laugh, which, sadly, was not something he normally did. Humor was a lacking thing
    in his life.
    "I don't think Godzilla ever has a problem having a good time." He rubbed his chin with his forefinger.
    "And I am sure that whatever is happening in Antarctica has to be more exciting
    than anything here!"
    _________________________________________________________
    Tokyo, Japan-Downtown; Monarch Military Base
    Blackness.....Then he felt something. A spark of life. A tingle, and suddenly


    light flooded his eyes.

    Begin Start-up Procedure.


    Kiryu could feel energy pulse through his body, in every corner. After weeks of unuse, the sudden infusing felt rejuvenating, well as rejuvenating as anything can feel for a robot the size of a skysraper.

    Godzilla has been detected near unidentified terrestial organism. Prepare to engage. Start Launch, in 5...4...3


    The rockets on his backs flared, heating the surrounding metal facility he was contained to temperatures no human could survive in.
    2.....1.....Launch.
    The rockets burst with even more power, and a seond later, he was off the ground. Free of contraints, he crashed out of the compound and into the sky. If he could ever feel hungry. He did now. Hungry for a fight.

    Protect Japan.


    The everpresent voice in his mainframe commanded, reminding him that he still wasn't in control of himself.

    Engage only if the monsters present themselves as risks to the mainland.


    Kiryu growled, and only flew faster.




    OC; Sorry, semi-rushed

  • //No problem! Hey, since you're doing Kiryu, could you very quickly do a form for him on the sign-up thread? It's just so that there isn't a problem in case someone else decides to join the roleplay and wants to be him because they didn't see your application for him.


    "Like I said, I can only hope," Shouhei repeated, chuckling as well - it was a much needed relief from the otherwise boring time he was doing here. The moment of humor, however, was interrupted when the sirens blared out through the hallways, and a male voice called over the intercoms. "Attention all MONARCH personnel. MUTO signature has been detected. Report to central command for briefing immediately."


    "YES!" Shouhei yelled happily, pumping a fist into the air, regardless of anyone watching. "Finally, some action! Come on, lets go before we get left out and we're stuck with boring chores again for the rest of the month. I don't think you want to go back out in the cold, anyway," he said, grinning broadly at Asuki. He winked, then turned and ran down the hallway, a few of his papers flying out from under his arm.


    ***


    Thunder crackled above the sea as Godzilla arose to the surface, water cascading down his body as stood upright. A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky and him between his dorsal spines, and electricity sparked at the contact point. His hard scales absorbed the shock of the blow, however, and the only hint that he acknowledged the blow was a slight turn of the head, and a slow, almost annoyed blink. He snorted, before looking upwards toward the storm. It certainly should not be here, he surmised, and the scent of MUTO was strong. He was definitely in the right place, or else he was a lizard.


    "Alright, let's get this over with," he growled over the howling storm. "Come on out with your claws and fangs where I can see them."

  • Ophi blinked as she heard the rough voice over the storm. Another MUTO that was intelligent? Certainly something that she had not expected. At this idea, she hesitated. While her first instinct was to drop down and attack the intruder, but at the same time, it had been a long time she had any contact involving speech. While she wasn't keen on it, she decided that perhaps this would be more interesting with some talking... With a snort, hoping she would not regret this, she lowered herself from the thundering clouds, allowing the creature below her a perfect view of her.


    "Very well," Ophi began, "Make this quick, I do not typically talk, so I would prefer to get this over with so I can remove you from my territory."

  • (OC: Sorry, computer is acting up, need to fix it! Will respond when I can, but, if you must, skip my part and keep it going! I will respond soon, by Thursday)

  • //Well, ok. Thank you for the heads up! Hopefully your computer is fixed by then!


    "Ha!" Godzilla's harsh laugh (which was more of a huffing roar) boomed across the water, and he narrowed his eyes at Ophi. "YOUR territory? You know who you're talking to, right? I'm Godzilla, King of the Monsters. The whole Earth is my territory, so I'll be the one doing the removing. Now, this can go two ways. You can either go back to sleep, not bother anyone, and I can continue with my nap, or..." The giant lizard slapped his tail against the water, causing a huge spray to rise from the surface. "You can be incredibly brave (or foolish) and try to fight me. Trust me when I say this, though: you don't want to fight me."

  • Ophi, though, gave a snort of confusion. Having slept for a long time, she had never actually learned of the great Godzilla. "Oh, so just cause I slept for a couple years means that I'll just roll over and let the first creature who approaches me claim Alpha? And just who are you? King of Monsters? Never heard of you in the past million years of my life!"

  • Godzilla frowned. "Obviously, you don't get out much," he growled. "That, or you're freakishly young. Could be both. Doesn't matter. You're still going to get your ass beat, and here's why.


    "One, the time you should've been awake was two hundred and fifty million years past, so you're a little late. Two, my job is to keep upstarts like you from causing havoc and setting everything off balance. Three, I'm bigger, faster, and stronger than you, oh, and I have atomic breath." He smiled grimly. "Are those odds you want to be fighting against? If not, please, go crawl back into whatever undersea trench you came from and we'll leave it at that."

  • Ophi blinked as Godzilla stated this information. Late? Balance? Atomic breath? The hell is going on..?


    "Well, I tend to hate bothering things bigger or smaller than me, so I doubt I'd cause much unbalance unless someone foolish decided to get too close. Plus, I just woke up, would prefer to neither go to sleep nor fight while I'm still a little groggy." Ophi sighed. "So it seems we may be at an impasse. You want me to go back into hibernation, and I don't want to sleep, yet I also do not want to fight you right now." She didn't say it aloud, but if she had too, she still would fight. She was just interested to see Godzilla's response to this. Was he a monster who could only solve things with fighting? Or could he think of solutions to a problem, possibly without violence?

  • Godzilla didn't answer at first, just regarded Ophi with cold eyes as he swished his tail through the water slowly. The silence stretched on to the point of being awkward, until finally he snorted and said, "If I run into you again, then you're good as dead. Remember that. But just this once, I'll let you slide, but don't let me catch you being an idiot," he snarled. "Now get lost."


    //rushed

  • For a moment, she considered this. With a sigh, she hung her head. "Very well. If that is how it shall be, then so be it." With that, Ophi began to fly back into the clouds, wondering about what she could do. Obviously, this 'Godzilla' patrolled the Earth for trouble making MUTOs, so perhaps there were more of these rogue beings somewhere? Now, she wouldn't consider herself a vigilante, but... Maybe following a similar role to the so called 'King of Monsters' might not be so bad an idea. These thoughts followed her as she rose, the storm in the clouds beginning to calm.

  • //I'm going to pause here and wait for Akarii since he should have his computer fixed right now, and I don't want to leave him behind. That's ok with you, right?

  • (I'm fine with that. What do you think about what I've done so far? I didn't want them to really be enemies per say, so I figured maybe having a MUTO inspired by Godzilla trying to take down troublesome monsters would be interesting.)