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Posted on Mar 27 2008, 07:21 PM
Voice of the CBUB
Member No.: 15
Joined: 11-January 08
Anakaris, the Pharaoh of a land simply known as his. Near Apocalyptic wars had ravaged the Earth, an alien threatened to destroy the planet and some even tried to resurrect the anti Christ. Through it all though, even as sister kingdom Egypt changed hands multiple times. Anakaris kept his kingdom secure from the west of the world and continued to convince his sheltered people he was God. Seeing that his land would enviably fall however, Anakaris moved his Kingdom to another plain of existence, where no enemies could threaten it. His people though safe, were miserable in this new land. Setting the Pharaoh to search for the power that he might defend his Kingdom on Earth till Kingdom Come.
Mumm ra, the everliving had gotten his mummified behind beaten by the Thunder Cats so many times he had almost given up on ever beating them. Deciding that ancient spirits of evil were simply not enough, he set out for something to supplement himself.
Imhotep. He wanted two things. First was to bring his dead lover back to life and make her love him. Second was to rule the world. For a third time he had regenerated. But he felt hollow. He had no way of reviving the one he cared for and even if he did, he did not know how to win her love. He wandered the world aimlessly causing mayhem and destruction. Bringing floods, storms and plagues just to get his mind off of things, but Imhotep could not forget. Then word came to the high priest of an object that could grant all his wants and needs...
All three had made the journey to the Coachella Valley of California alone and met at the same spot. The spot in which they could all invoke the ceremony that would allow them to call forth power beyond all reckoning at the passing of a comet. The only problem was each other. No one wanted to share...
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