**A L I E N S** (Sci-fi Dystopia Team RP) [CLOSED BUT STALKERS ARE SPINDIDDLY]

"Okay okay." Luca slowed. The screen flickered on. "Argh it's fuzzy…"

"You spun it too fast!" Missy snapped. She reorganized a couple switches.

"Sorry! I'm not a technician!"

Andres walked closer to the T.V. "As long as we get audio we should be alright."

Jordan looks over at the group around the TV, "There's something out there."

The speaker crackled. "Attention. Strange crafts have been seen flying over the city. We advise everyone to take cover until it has been identified."

"Aliens!" Elliot exclaimed.

Luca rolled his eyes. "Yeah right."

"Had to be aliens," Andres sighed.

"They're real! It's either that or the russians finally gone kookoo."

"The Russians? What drugs are you on?"

Jordan rolls his eyes, "I love being invisible…" He mutters to himself as he looks out again.
(PS Jordan is going to die)

(What? Really?)

(Wait what.)

Elliot shrugged. "None that I know of. Ma used to say the russians were kookoo, so eh."

“Maybe it’s Japan.” Astrum shrugged.

Luca shook his head. "Whatever it is, we are not staying inside."

“Wait why not?”

"We gotta check it out!" Luca slipped into his jacket and grabbed his swords. "Let's go."

(Yeah he is. But he's going to go down fighting.)
Jordan walked to a different window as he sees 'shadows' darting across the streets, IWouldnt If I where you."

"You're the kookoo one Luca." Elliot chuckled, pulling out his knife.

"This is a stupid idea," Andres said, grabbing his gun.

Luca shrugged. "I know. I'm still going."

"Your gonna die, Luca." Jordan barks as the 'shadows' pass right by his face. He holds up his sniper

“Luca, dying isn’t good.” Astrum sighed.

"I know. I won't die."

"Yes you will"

(Gtg, feel free to continue without me)

(Naw mate we'll wait)

“You better.”

(Stay aliveeee.)