Banner by Fantasea , animation done by GhostFromTheMoon!
• I. Introduction • II. Events List • III. Out Of Flight Raffle • IV. Staff • V. Banners•
“There is NO REASON to PANIC!” A Fae dragon screams as she runs around in a panic. “We have everything OUT OF CONTROL!”
It’s almost Starfall, yet everything is horribly wrong. Glowing aliens shoot across the sky, accompanied by meteors. You are 100% sure Pluto was not suppose to be floating on top of the Observatory, and that Saturn was suppose to be a lot farther out in space. The sky was falling, and, of course, the moon had been turned pink, which might possibly be the only normal sight.
“What’s happening?” You shout at the Arcane researchers darting about. One pink dragon was sobbing hysterically with another, yelling: “It’s the End of the World!” and looking extremely pleased about it.
“CALM DOWN!” A purple Fae dragon screeches, but her voice is too small, and she has to use a megaphone. “I SAID, CALM DOWN!”
It’s as if the magic word has been spoken -- everyone quite literally freezes.
She takes a deep breath. “Okay, so last year, remember how Stardad went to space?”
“He melted down my companion comet to build the rocket!” A dragon yells from the crowd.
The Fae ignored him. “The Arcanist found a mysterious orb with great powers. And two days ago -- “ She gulps. “ -- he learned how to use it. Dad tried to absorb space into the orb -- ”
“’This is great HOW CAN ANYTHING BAD POSSIBLY HAPPEN??” An Arcane researcher mutters in the likeness of the Arcanist’s voice.
“And then it blows up in his face.” Another researcher grumbles.
“And space begins to collapse on earth.” An Arcanite adds.
“Meteors, aliens, and the likes become magnetically attracted to Sornieth.” Someone chirps.
“And as if that’s not bad enough -- he turned all the other deities into relics!” The Fae dragon wails.
Shock ripples through the crowd. It’s clear to some that the Behemoth had disappeared from the horizon, and that the Lightweaver had not made her appearance in several days, and the Windsinger...well, he’s been missing for quite a while anyway. Sorry, Windies.
“Sacrilege!” Someone shouts. “Bring out the Arcanist! Have him fix this!”
The Fae dragon winces. “He did tried to fix them, but, well...look.”
“On the bright side, we recovered all the deity relics.” Another Fae dragon pipes up. “Unfortunately, we have no idea how to change them back. That’s where you come in!”
IT’S THE END OF THE WORLD III! HELP SAVE YOUR DEITIES!