when humanity imagines something en masse different things can come from it; religion, contemplation, stories. what humanity doesn't know is that in large groups they have the ability to create almost anything, and this fact has been protected and will be protected until judgement day. because what humanity doesn't know WILL hurt them unless there's something done about it.

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Bump in the Night is a Crossover RP verse played on freedomverses
on Livejournal. Main fandoms are Hellboy/BPRD and Torchwood. Other fandoms are welcome if they will fit the verse. OC's and AU Versions will be considered on a case-by-case basis. Verse has both Adult and Violent Content as allowed within LiveJournal Comm Site Wide Rules. Players must be 18+.

What would happen if Captain Jack Harkness met Professor Trevor Broom in that island of sheep and rocks in the beginning of the Hellboy movie? What if Trevor asked Jack to help create the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense? And what would happen if after Broom's murder, Jack disbanded Torchwood and took over the BPRD?

What if indeed...

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”Oh my God… It’s gone. It’s all gone.”

October 14th, 2009. The President is assassinated by the Brotherhood
of Mutants in an explosion that levels ten square blocks of Manhattan.
Over 50,000 are killed, humans and mutants alike. The
Brotherhood hopes that this will prove to the world that mutants are
not going to go down easily. There is now a gaping hole in the Earth
where Madison Square Garden once stood. New York City is reduced
to a state of martial law.

”Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do, I know the laws! Kill them!
Kill them right now! Every single last mutant scum man, woman,
and child!”

The new President has made it obvious that he wants mutants dead,
and he wants them dead now. Project Trinity is promoted the
government’s latest project to create the ultimate weapon to
eliminate the mutant threat once and for all – a mutant super soldier
to be brainwashed to kill his own kind. Chosen from the masses
because of his untapped skills that could make him the most powerful
mutant known to man, first things first – he must be captured, and
the government must send one of their own, an unsuspecting victim
herself, to lure him out.

”Damn it, you can’t die on me! Wake up, please, just wake up… You
can’t leave me alone!”

For the mutants who themselves are innocent victims, there is
nothing much left besides hope and instinct. For those in hiding, it is
just a waiting game as the walls close in around them. For those who
choose to fight back, every move they make can be their last.
Meanwhile, humans have been beaten into fear by their government,
all of it caused by one vengeful man who chose to pick one scapegoat
from the masses after the death of his family. And now this fear is
spreading.

”These are the new days of infamy. This fugitive generation, they
will not get away with their crimes. Together, the world will win and
humanity will prevail once and for all. Let us remember our dead
and now focus our eyes on a future free of the mutant threat. May
God have mercy on us all.”

THIS IS THE FUGITIVE GENERATION.
THESE ARE THE DAYS OF INFAMY.

The Fugitive Generation is an AU X-Men RPG, rated R for
violence and some adult themes. We are rated intermediate to
advanced and are looking for people who want to explore something
that the RPG world has not seen from an X-Men RPG before. We take
no prisoners and we have no mercy. We’re ready to blow this world to
pieces.

NO KNOWLEDGE OF X-MEN NEEDED!

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All went black. The air chilled. Generators
were used for keeping the hate and freaks in their cages.
One forgotten about. On ice he lay and waits. Drip... Drip…
Blood shed. Omega Red stood in his cage before the
bars slide open, "Kneel before your lord, Lord Apocalypse."