Thread: Reawakening: A DontxBlinkk and Ser Issac of Clarke RP

The half naked man was blinded by the light of the night as he shielded his eyes. What sort of magic was this? The cool air suggested that it was either night or he was now in a colder region than where he'd come from. As his eyes began to finally adjust, he was greeted by the sight of buildings that rose to the skies and metal trees that sprouted from stone and emitted a rather blinding light. His senses were bombarded by the sights and sounds of this strange new world. What manner of hell was this? How could trees of metal sprout from the ground, how could they burn with the intensity of a fire? He looked around to see people dressed in strange clothing, boxes on wheels parked on either side of him. For the first time in a long time, the man found himself a bit afraid. The world he knew had been familiar, he understood it. He'd been away for gods knew how long and had been awaken in a time he didn't understand, a time he had no earthly business being a part of. He jumped as a harsh noise came from behind him. It was almost like the honk of a goose or a swan. He turned to find himself blinded once more. He shielded his eyes and slowly lowered them as he found it was one of the boxes on wheels. It was growling and emitted a rather harsh smell of something burning. What sort of animal was moving it? For that matter, where was this beast? Get out of the road you tosser! called a voice from behind the light. The half naked man seemed confused, very very confused as a man climbed out of the box, approaching him. Did you hear me you sod? Get out of the bloody road he said as he approached. The man focused on the box more than the shouting man, fascinated by the contraption. It appeared to be some sort of transportation, something that didn't require horses to pull. But what was pulling it? I'm not going to tell you again.... said the man with a rather rude shove. Get out of the road the man said. The half naked man looked to the offender with a fiery look. Don't touch me again he growled. His voice had a rather odd accent. It wasn't Italian but it wasn't Spanish either. The offending man smirked and pushed him once more. It was a fatal mistake on his part. With a growl, the half naked man pounced on his prey and unhinged his jaw, biting down on the man's neck and shreading the flesh to pieces. He didn't drain the body of blood, simply spat the piece of meat back at the man and wiped his mouth clean of blood. People began to scream and run, many grabbing their phones to call the police. The man payed them no mind as he made his way towards the box, examining it closer. The box was made out of some kind of metal, something thin and flimsy. The wheels weren't made out of wood, yet they weren't made out of stone or metal either. They appeared to be made out of some sort of leather. It wasn't quite leather but it was the only thing that made any sense to him. There appeared to be another wheel within the car. What was it's purpose? It was the perfect size for a man to put their hands around. He turned the wheel slowly to hear something else move. He looked to see the wheels on the road start moving. It was ingenious! It was used to steer what ever beast was inside the box. It was rather ingenious.