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HOLY SMOKES, YOUR SHIP HAS RECENTLY MADE A CRASH LANDING AND IT LOOKS LIKE YOU'LL BE STICKING AROUND FOR A WHILE. SO WHAT DO YOU DO? FIRST OFF, DON'T PANIC AND STAY CALM. IF YOU'RE LOST AND FREAKING OUT, JUST CONSIDER THIS YOUR VERY OWN GUIDE TO THIS UNIVERSE. HERE YOU'LL FIND EVERYTHING YOU NEED TO NAVIGATE THE STARS. NATURALLY ALL THIS INFORMATION IS A MUST KNOW, IF YOU PLAN ON SURVIVING.

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It was strange, like a ripple in a pond, a bump in the road, or a bit of dust in your eye; you blinked, and the world changed around you in an instant. All across planet Earth, and perhaps even planets beyond, people were beginning to vanish. Often at night, cozy and slumbering beneath layers of quilts and linens, people were being stolen from their homes. Some would say after the incident that it had felt like a brief cool touch against their skin, then afterward there had been a second where there was simply nothing, no scents, sights, sounds, tastes or sensations, just the white pristine embrace of non-existence. The moment passed, and those stolen away from their homes by some mysterious force awake to a humid world, not of their own.

No one is safe

A clearly alien world as the ground is a reddish ocher, nearly bare of plant life, only looming fungal structures can be seen across the barren landscape. The air is thin here, but breathable, the sky an ugly orange, the stars above unfamiliar. Brutish howls and primeval screams can be heard in the distance. Someone or something has transported you away from everything you know and love to this hellish world, millions of light years from your home. The only suggestion of how or why this is happened in a metal spire rising out of the brittle ground, easily fifty feet in height, but slender like a radio antenna.

No one is safe

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Torchwood Children of Earth: Day 6:

The frequency had faded, but it was still transmitting faintly and somewhat distant, beating rhythmic on the 456, glaring down from the vast nothingness of outter space to Planet Earth, almost still threatening. It wasn’t a call for help, or a distressed signal, it was too short to reach the children, it was more of a broadcast application, in need of some bargain hunters, or rogue time travellers, looking to make a profit on the ruins of the Earth’s godforsaken rock. Something the Slitheen would have been interested to negotiate in, if they had still been in business. It wasn’t the sort of call The Eleventh Doctor would chase or answer. It was only the fact that it was mauve, dangerous and the TARDIS was picking up some interference, which had got The Doctor to investigate in the first place. Putting aside that it was making a red button flash on the console panel, what was he to do, ignore it? Of cause not, he pressed it, the sort of thing this regeneration would do, when he sees a big red button.

The TARDIS shook, somewhat out of place, throwing The Doctor, Amelia and Rory of balance slightly. A grin plastered on his face from ear to ear excitedly. He managed to regain his balance and quickly set himself by the console panel, pressing, tapping and banging various buttons with both hands, occasional foot and his trustworthy hammer, to try and steer the old girl a little more smoothly. Ameilia and Rory was there if he needed an helping hand. He had no idea where they was going or what he would face when he got there, wherever there is? That’s just one of the things travelling with this Timelord, you never have any sense of direction or time, and that is just what made the whole adventure simply fantastic.

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The TARDIS came to a halt.

The streets of Cardiff were a complete mess and disserted – a ghost town. High Streets, back-streets, even allies. Saturday had arrived and the devastation that was left in the wake of the passed five days were slowly been cleared up. Roald Dahl Plass was in need of more attention, rubble covered the oval basin, from the explosion that happened at the beginning of the week. Somebody had their work cut out.

The streets were quiet, roads were empty, shops were closed and children indoors. So no body was around to spot the Blue Box, standing still, stuck between two bins near abandoned warehouse, close to The Bay. The Doctor stepped out with his usual big grin, hand in his pockets and let The TARDIS door shut behind Amelia and Rory. He took in his surrounds once and his smile faded. Had he got his times right? The Doctor was always the one to get a bit muddled up. He did a quick location check, looking around for anything that could help him.

Defiantly Cardiff! “Why have you parked here old girl?” he asked and rubbed the side of the TARDIS panel fondly. “Perception Filter isn’t good enough for you know?” He looked up, at the words ‘Police Public Call Box’ as if it was answering him.

In the door way, of some newsagents across the road that haven’t bothered to even open up, some newspapers flickered in the slight breeze and he rushed over. The Daily Voice of Cardiff spoke – on Saturday the eleventh of July two thousand and nine. Twenty first century, present day thought The Doctor. It’s Saturday and no shops open for the early barging hunters? It’s Saturday and no drunk or two spread out across the bench to show what sort of night they had previous? He glanced down at the paper.

HEADLINE:
BRIDGET SPEARS TALKS ABOUT
What really happened inside Thames House?
The Casualties, The Prime Minster, The Lies and Torchwood, who are they really?
Full story on pages 3,4,5,6 and 7 never before seen pictures, inside centre pages.

It took The Doctor about five seconds flat to get up to speed on the few passing days from what the newspaper offered. He ran a hand through his hair. “Oh dear” was the only thing he could say.

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Day 6 – Jack’s point of view:

Tears swung Jack’s eyes, in the end, he couldn’t help, but let them roll down his face. He sat on the steps, head in his hands, inside the old ruin warehouse that used to be the base of Torchwood One, London. It had been damp and rusty, when they first arrived a week ago, but it didn’t take long to get the Torchwood spirit back within hours. The equipment was still set up on the far side of the warehouse, the lights were out and Jack could make out the faint blue lights of a computer screen and a little hum informing him, that the machinery was present, correct and working. He sat there for what seemed liked hours and eventually the power that generated the electricity wore out and everything went in darkness. He had a lot of dirt to shake of his shoes and with that thought, he left the warehouse and London behind, heading for, god only knew where.

He travelled the world to see just how much devastation the 456 caused,. From Europe, he crossed Africa, through Asia to Antarctic back to Australia and New Zealand. He crossed over the Pacific Ocean to North and South America, stopping at a favourite spot in Los Angeles, California, where Torchwood Six branch is located, run by a woman named Ric Miller. So deciding to stay for a while in LA, before heading back to Cardiff to face the music. Jack and Ric Miller both have a brief history, where Torchwood Six was formed in the war years for Jack to escape to without meeting himself in London and causing problems, but their relationship went back further:

Jack and Ric's backstory:

It was a few years before World War II, around the time The Empire State Building was being built and then there was that Dalek trouble in Manattan. Ric was fifteen, when they first met and Jack had made it his business to investigate some demolished theatre’s, where he knew /The Doctor/ had been.

She had /poked/ her nose in trying to be all grown up and Jack hadn’t had time for it, but he took her for a Coca-Cola and mixed a little retcon before he gave her the drink, however it proved only partially successful. The drug didn’t mix too well with the fizzy drink and she remembered his face, which ended up, with her having a slight schoolgirl crush on the mysterious man for a long time.

After getting his hands on some Dalek leftovers Jack decided to stay in the States to avoid versions of himself in London – timelines and all that jazz. He travelled around a bit before ending up in California for a while. It was on a Military base and to pass the time he used a bit of his charm and they had eventually accepted the Captain from RAF Lakenheath.

Jack and his men used to hang out at the American Legion Hall post in Hollywood, which used to stay open late to serve the soldiers and a number of celebrities too, but he noticed a familiar face working there, now a young woman Ric. They ended up being close and Jack trusted her with some of the things he wouldn’t share with others. He tried to warn her about the attack in December. Pearl Harbour. He asked her to work with him, she took this the wrong way but he managed to get her interested in Torchwood.

It was coming up to the attack on Pearl Harbour and Jack having knowledge tried his utter most to get his men reassigned and not sent to Pearl, but things didn’t work out and the commanding office called him a lunatic and the Major had thrown him into stockade. The night before Pearl, he broke out and headed for the only person he could trust , Ric.

That’s when she found out he couldn’t die, he left before she woke in the morning. Without him knowing, she did more then enough to stay with him even if she couldn’t have him. Making herself immortal by drinking a potion and following very strict rules from Lisle von Rhoman – a powerful lady whom had serect potions for non-aging.

Torchwood Six - Los Angeles:

Known to those who know about it as the Capitol Records building, constructed in the nineteen forties. and disguested as a film studio.

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Six Month Later

He hadn’t travelled far enough to rid his guilt, Planet Earth was a graveyard and just to small, but after receiving his Vortex Manipulator from Gwen Cooper with a new strap, he hitched a ride on a Cold-Fusion Cruiser surfing the ion reefs just at the edge of the solar system, it was waiting to open its transport dock – all he need to do was send a signal. Which he did and ran as quick as he could without another word, he had already lived so many life times, it was time to find another.

The freighter surfed some places in space, stopped by Zagizalgul, a city in the planet Zog, to unload. Drowning his sorrows in a local bar and surrounded by various alien species, when a barman handed him a folded piece of paper which indicated, somebody named Alonso. Looking up, he saw the Doctor – making his parting goodbyes, unknown to Jack – staring back at him, before gesturing towards the man approaching the bar. Seizing the opportunity, Jack addressed Alonso by his first name and told him that he was psychic when asked how he knew him. The Doctor left as Jack continued to flirt with Alonso.

Jack got along with Alonso and found out he had a dab hand with spaceships. Shortly after they met with John Hart, who hologramed Jack via vortex manipulators and said he had a proposition to negotiate some business if Jack was interested. Open minded Jack went along with Alonso and Hart introduced them to some old friends. The seven rogue Time Agents and what was left of the Time Agency. They made him a offer Jack couldn’t refuse, in their possession they had a fully functional Chula Warship and Jack could lease it from them for a few years and the only catch was that he didn’t exceeded the lease date.

Jack went ahead and made the deal even though the offer on the table was too good to be true. He went into it headstrong, not really knowing how dangerous Hart’s friends were and little did he know, it was a trap that Jack just walked into freely. Hart insisted that he was only the messenger and had nothing to do with the /plan/ so there wasn’t any need to shoot him!

Jack went back to his old ways for a while where he felt most comfortable in. Drowning his sorrows over Ianto Jones with conning people, drinking and casual one night stands. Alonso was with him, putting his skills to use, to modify the ship to their needs. But Jack is playing a dangerous game. Wounds in Time and Space are being opened, paradoxes are caused, and The Rift is the main gateway. People are disappearing and being dumped on an alienated world.

Will John face the price for Jack's actions, or does John know more then his letting on? Had it all been planed? And will Jack be forced to do something he would regret for the rest of his life? The Shadow Proclamation gets notified. The galactic government concerned with upholding Galactic Law, as well as a set of rules governing it, have been watching Jack closely for a few months and Jack's actions have consequences. Will this end up just that little too much for even The Doctor to save? or will both Jack and The Doctor be reunited with past Friends and Foe?

So many questions need answering so little time, but only you can tell their stories.

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Present Day:

The sky above already covered them in a blanket of it’s darkness as it slowly turned into night, had began to cover them with a sheet of smoke too. “Two hours are up gentlemen, you had your chance – oh and thanks for the tip” Jack winked and made a runner across the dirt track ignoring the calling from the two men, who also made to run after him wanting their money back. "No can do fellas" Jack waited until he was out of sight and was safe to use his Vortex Manipulator that was security keyed to the Chula Warship’s molecular structure when the Nav-Com was online, which it was.

The ship was hovering invisible somewhere above the thick smoke. Two hours earlier Jack had been up to his old tricks and pulled of a con mostly for a bit of fun rather then money nowadays, convincing the two lovely gentlemen who had been travelling through that it was a rare finding. They brought Jack’s explanation and handed him fifty percent of the asking price up front. Now they only just realized that they have been done when it was too late! The location had just been blown up by falling bombs. Whoops!

Jack laughed out loud once he appeared in the ship and flung of his Greatcoat from his shoulders, dumping it on a nearby chair. He sat down at the controls grinning to himself as he looked in the rear view mirror. “You still got it handsome!” he leaned back in the chair quite satisfied with what he had just done. Another time he would have been out celebrating, but not now - things change.

His eyes fell on a picture of woman and a young boy. He had kept the photo of his daughter and grandson, Alice and Steven with him for as long as he could remember. His smile faded as he brushed a finger against the woman’s face and repeated the motion on the boys. Jack had tried to ring her many times but every time it was the same old story, no answer, so he continued to think she was serious about wanting nothing to do with him anymore after all. All Jack could do was let out a heavy sigh, it was kinda a good thing he was alone right now because he could feel the warm water forming in his stinging eyes, partly from the smoke and a slight quiver of his bottom lip as he tried to hold back the emotion.

456, was a number that many would like to forget, but Jack more then most. Did he blame himself? Of course he blamed himself for what happened not so long back with the 456. That was partly why he ran way, leaving any responsibly he had behind him. Not that he was cold hearted, it was because he was scared and held so much guilt inwards that the only way he could relieve it was to be alone to find someway of a punishment for himself.

Recently he thought a lot about going back, making things up with the people he loved and cared for, but he couldn’t have the Chula Warship and be with Torchwood at the same time – could he? He had made a couple of trips back to the Water Tower, simply to refuel the ship from the rift’s residual radiation the same way The TARDIS did. He never approached anyone, maybe he risked spying to make sure things were alright on the home front, but majority laying low until the ship had her full tank.

It was a wonder that nobody from Torchwood hadn’t picked up his ship on their scans, occasionally of a unidentified flying object in the area, but when he thought back to how much The Hub had been in devastation, he couldn't help but wondering if Gwen ever started redecorating. Besides, the Time Lock that Toshiko installed for The Hub, if ever it was in danger, should have worked. Meaning the blast should have done next to little much damage inside.

He placed the photograph of Alice and Steven on its face and pulled himself together, wiping his eyes and sitting up in the pilot’s chair. Flicking switches here and pulling levers there, he turned the ship towards the sky and flew towards space, all unknown to whoever was on the ground and leaving the two gentlemen to clean up his shit behind him – once more left to someone else, nothing new there.

A moment later he landed in present day Cardiff and parked in his usual place, near the Water Tower, using the cloaking magnesium to stay invisible. Nobody would have thought he had caused such a fuss just momentarily in another time era. His ship needed fuel and this was the best and worst place to come. Those people, who owned the ship, knew Jack would keep coming back to Cardiff and to tell the truth, Jack’s luck was running out where this ship was concerned – big time. He wanted it for himself and had no intention of handing it back without a good old wild goose chase first. Do the thing he was best at - keeping people guessing. They would have to catch him and he wouldn’t leave an easy trail to find or track either. He had missed his lease date by a couple of months, on purpose of course. It was when, he was supposed to hand over the ship, but time was a complicated measure it could have been a mere accident. Another whoops on his part!

He just hadn’t set his alarm clock for volcano day!

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Present Day: The rest of the world
The first line of defence for the earth, the universe and all parallels thereof.

Gwen and Rhys Williams:
Life was good for the couple, as they settled down in their new home - Rhossili Cottage in the countryside, far from the city life they used to lead. No body knew where they had located. It was all pretty normal - to normal people might say. Gwen had given birth to their baby and slightly gets paranoid, fearing for the safely of her family, with several weapons at her disposal for all their safety. Torchwood was history as far as the couple was concerned, much to Rhys delight until a certain Captain came and tossed their world upside down.

Esther Drummond and Rex Matheson:
The 456 become the namesakes of various resolutions and changes to law across the globe, including the 456 Regulation (in the United Kingdom) and the 456 Amendments to U.S. Code 3184. The 456 Regulation officially declared the members of Torchwood Three as deceased, and the 456 Amendments allowed the extradition of the Torchwood team into the United States when captured. Central Intelligence Agency Agents Esther Drummond and Rex Matheson fine themselves in a heap of unknown truths, marginalized, unsolved cases involving paranormal and extraterritorial phenomena called The 4.5.6 Files. The files are cases, recorded down on paper and various other internal computer drivers, since the downfall of the British Torchwood Institute that has been deemed unsolvable by the CIA/FBI. The files constitute unassigned projects outside the Central Agency/Bureau mainstream that is more or less concerned with unexplained phenomena. The 21st century version of Fox Mulder and Dana Scully

Torchwood One:
When you think of the word Torchwood, underground bases rises in the back of your mind somewhere. The main base at One Canada Square, Canary Wharf is home to the Torchwood One ruin, which slowly but surly, is being rebuilt. Meanwhile, work as been going on in Torchwood Tower’s warehouse and underground tunnels running right through the city of London and a little out in the Thames. Jack Harkness contacted Mickey and Martha in hope they could oversee things at the warehouse and at least get something up and running with a little addition to the team Lois Habiba, recommended to the branch by Jack and Gwen. Mickey and Martha, having freelanced for a couple of years have some technology up their sleeves.

Torchwood Two:
It’s located near the waterfront development on the Rive Clyde, Glasgow. It’s an office, run for years by a strange man named Archie, who recently disbanded it for an unknown reason. Is as connections to the Torchwood Estate, owned by the Macleash family since the 1500s. It’s where Torchwood first came known, The Institute was founded by Queen Victoria in 1879, while staying at the Torchwood House. The Estate is haunted by stories of the Supernatural going back to the sixtieth century. There are tales of spirits, deformed ghosts, sinister monks and even werewolves. At the moment it’s currently empty and a hot spot for any freelancer interested in the supernatural and extraterritorial.

Torchwood Three
The Time Lock, Toshiko had installed proved worthy in the event of Jack being blown up. The explosion had damaged most of the upper levels, including Jack’s office and headquarters, the workplaces, boardroom, the tourist information desk, the invisible lift and also the autopsy room, so being confined mostly to the top level, was why the Plass got damaged so much. However, much of the lower level infrastructure such as the cells blocks, morgue, interrogation room, games room and firing range survived the blow with just as little as a few broken windows and the area is a pretty much workable environment. The blast hit the autopsy cabin the worst and damaged the cryogenic chambers, Gray thawed and is out on the loose. Access as been restricted for the moment to submarines coming in from The Bay and also the car park entrance, where Torchwood operatives need to look at a particular camera to be allowed access. What is left of Torchwood Three, is relaying heavy on their base over on Flat Holm Island and Torchwood Six. The Plass as been rebuilt.

Torchwood Four
Strategy Base Alpha formally Strategy Nine, named after a mission a group went on from the 42nd century. Before this mission, which involved The Great Beast from dawn of time, the base was called Sanctuary Base Six lead by Captain Zachary Cross Flane, who represented the Torchwood Archives. Strategy Base Alpha is a space orbital station and satellite orbiting Earth under radar. It went missing due to being threatened too fall into a black hole, but with a little help from The Doctor and Rose Tyler, it survived and now it’s back. Highly advanced and out of it’s correct time, it was responsible for sending the Cold Fusion Cruiser, that Jack hitched a ride on, which was carrying other passengers and cargo to explore the Universe - kinda like a coach trip, Jack didn't know this at the time... Torchwood Four isn't like any other Torchwoods. You can't just go home at the end of the day, people have to stay on the station twenty four seven, unless they work for a special break to see loved ones, back on Earth every once in a while, who don't really know what you do for a living.

Parallel Earth, Torchwood Five:
The Doctor’s secret army as followed: Pete Tyler, Jackie Tyler, Jake Simmonds are back running parallel planet earths Torchwood first line of defence. Rose Tyler and Metacrisis are always popping in and out also. Pete directs operations while Jackie, not very knowledgeable, but she is quite handy with her mouth and general support.

Torchwood Six:
Now Torchwood Three and a certain Captain Jack is relaying heavily on Torchwood Six until things get sorted in Cardiff. If they do. A portal as been set up, a gateway between both bases. Los Angeles has had a growing population over the years of different kinds of alien cultures, selling weaponry to various film studios as props. The smuggled alien ammunition is dangerous and needs to be stopped, although it’s hard to track when these thing happen, due mostly to, not knowing when these thing are going down. To help concur this, Torchwood Six as planted an insider in all film studio prop departments across the State.

V for Vistor:
Although the city of Los Angeles as another problem, a Visitor, or rather a sleeper agent, just waiting to be activated and report back to the V Mother-ship, which at this current stage is looming over the Capital Records studio. There are many sleeper agents roaming around LA and small groups, who call themselves, The Resistance are forming to help fight against the Visitors.

Resistances:
The Los Angeles Resistance Cell is an underground rebel organization. The group was formed in response to the invasion of the Earth by the Visitors, a hostile alien species. The cell group is part of a much larger organization called "The Resistance" which is a large collection of groups based in different countries or continents that fight the Visitors using whatever available means.. Sometimes Resistances member have inside information from a Fifth Columnist.

Fifth Columnist.
Who are a subgroup of alien Visitors, fighting against their own people becuase they think what they are doing is wrong.

Dollhouse:
Torchwood 6 LA as been investigating the urban myth of the Dollhouse, a corporation that offers wealthy clients what they need by using technology to wipe original personalities from people who signed up and agreed to the Dollhouse’s term and conditions for whatever reason for five year, which allows them to be imprinted with different personalities, identities,, skills, and memories in order to be sent into the world on various engagements. These are known as actives, after the engagements they have a treatment and forget everything what they have done. The technology is pretty futuristic and that is what Torchwood 6 find most interesting

UNIT
Stands for United Nations Intelligence Taskforce and is the largest agency and military base organisation – worldwide. It’s purpose is to investigate and combat paranormal and extraterrestrial future threats known to Earth. At the moment UNIT as took over all Torchwood’s responsibilities on Earth, much to their delight. They are a lot tougher then Torchwood and have a right to hold a person in their prison without no charge or communication to the outside world forever. They have even taken base on Valiant and is mainly run as an air force.

Government
Not many people favours the UK government and it’s parliament right now. Not after the 456. Bridget Spears took the opportunity to speak out about, what really happened in Thames House. The Prime Minister and the way he actually thought about handing the children over, she spoke of the causalities, the lies and she also talked about Torchwood. She leaked everything she knew about them and the Government’s pledge to keep alien activity quiet to the public. This is why Gwen's life and family are always in constant danger. She did this for people to respect the parliament once more, but people’s faith in them is very low at the moment. Jack Harkness put retcon in the water supply on a massive scale to stop so many people remembering but some people are know to gain their memory back. Everything Torchwood stood for, this is, the one thing they didn't want.

Shadow Proclamation
AKA as the space police. The galactic police force and space jail of the Universe, keeping time and space in order the best way they can. Many species work here mostly overseen by the Judoon, but you can also find Raxacoricofallapatorians and Sycorax and many more working here, where rivalries are forgotton under a common goal, along with some humans. It is a galactic government upholding galactic law as well as a set of rules governing it.

Time Agents
The Time Agency was an organisation set up in the 51st century, employing human Time Agents to go on missions through out time and it also had a large war fleet. Agents were given wrist straps to enable time travel – more like hopping from place to place. However according to John Hart it had subsequently been disbanded and only seven Agents left. These seven Time Agents have turned into rouges, using the disserted Agency as their base in the 51st century. However an enemy lurks in the shadows, just waiting and watching for the agents to fall into his elaborate trap. A trap that could put an end to the entire universe as we know it and The Master is behind it. He plans to remake a new agency and recruit more agents all in aid of Gallifrey - or is it for his own purposes? The humans being transported all have something in common - The Master sees protential in them becoming future Time Agents

Time Lords/Ladies
For Gallifrey, the future isn’t looking too bright, The Doctor had destroyed any means of survial when he sent them back into the Time Lock and the war. Gallifrey is a planet on lockdown stuck in the Time Lock along with many other Time Lords and Ladies. The high council led by the resurrected Rassilon in the final days of the Time War turn to The Master, who had been sent back with them. The drums in his head are stronger then ever and while he as the four beat rhythm he knows there is a connection to Earth. After hearing the prophecy for himself, from the Time Lady 'the Visionary' that the final day of the Time War would see the end of the Time Lord race barring two survivors, the Doctor and himself, he comes up with a plan. To make Gallifrey apart of Sol 3’s Solar System and materialise it as the ninth planet, wiping Pluto of the map, just one of the consequences. By using The Valiant a Timelord design, the Cardiff Rift and the abandoned Time Agency.

Angels and Demons and all things Supernatural:
The fight between Heaven and Hell on Earth continues... Michael once said it was his destiny to fight his brother on Earth. And it still is, in the vessel that destiny chose for them. For Sam and Dean Winchester the fight is only just beginning, they have to sit up and start playing the roles destiny chose for them. Things aren't over until one brother kills the other, resulting in peace on Earth or absolute hell. The only question which is left, is what side are you on? Michael is currently the host of Heaven although he resistance in Hell. Satan, as tried for year to create the antichrist. Satan has played around with human DNA through people and the double world system to try a create… special children, who we know them as deformed children. One child has been known to have some powers – a Cambion, offspring of demons by human mothers miraculously. Satan’s children are powerful enough to bring down the Host of Heaven with one word. You better watch out Michael, now you are in Hell.

The Warehouse Artifacts/Agents:
Warehouse Thirteen is a massive, top-secret storage facility in South Dakota that houses supernatural artifacts, mysterious relics, and supernatural souvenirs collected by the U.S. Government. The current Warehouse is also known as K39ZZZ on the North American Grid, but is affectionately called "America's Attic" by agents. Throughout history, the Warehouse has not had a permanent location. It moves at the whim of The Regents, presumably by magic or supernatural forces, to the geographical location of whichever empire or power is controlling the world at that time. The United States has been the power centre of the world for the last hundred years, the Warehouse has been located in North America. At various times in the past, the Warehouse has been located in England, Russia, Asia, Mesopotamia, Egypt, and Rome. One example of the Warehouse in the past would be the ancient Library of Alexandria. But the current Warehouse has its fair share of problems right now and attracting some widely attention who will come knocking when you least expect it for their long awaited precession. Elsewhere Agents Myka and Pete are dabbling with some stuff in Scotland, trying snag, bag and tag Queen Victoria’s diamond, according to her husband Prince Albert of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, it’s shine was never right. The two agents find some buried treasures surrounding the Torchwood Institute and plan on investigating. The warehouse is the vault of heaven on earth, ever changing location from the detection of demons and guarded by an elite force of specialised angels the regents as they are known, who take every heavenly precaution against the forces of evil getting their hands on the contents. Crowley, you know him as the regent, Benedict Valda, who supposedly died in Egypt, has deceived the warehouse agents for many of year into collecting supernatural heavenly and hellish weapons, you know as artifacts which can unleash the apocalypse or keep Lucifer in his cage. Having already failed in one attempt to kill Lucifer, Crowley now enlists the agents to unwittingly seek and find the weapons which he will be able to use to finally become king of Hell

LOST:
The Island is the geographic location of the Lost castaways, covering a period of at least 2000 years. The Island has healing powers and cured John Locke of his paralysis and Rose of her cancer. According to Jacob, the Island acts as a cork, holding back a malevolent force that would destroy the world if released. When the Man in Black made contact with the site of this suppression, the Heart of the Island, he transformed into a smoke monster that plagued the Island for thousands of years. A protector guards the Heart of the Island, the source of life, death and rebirth. Despite the Heart, or possibly because of it, not all who die on the Island move on - some remain, whispering. Other apparitions of unknown origin also appear, often confronting people with images from their past. We say it's the Devil's Island and the survivors are his play things/special children. The yellow eyed demon was responsible for the plane crash, even though when the survivors looked into it, it was some sort of magnet filed, it was also a cover up. The yellow eyed demon processed an FBI agent on the plane transporting Kate Austen back for her arrest. Is this what the yellow eyed demons end game was actually about? Meanwhile, Lucifer also known on the island as Jacob is taking revenge on the four horsemen one by one starting with WAR (The Man in Black) having helped in returning Lucifer to his cage via the four rings worn by each horseman. Lucifer has now banished the horseman to the island in punishment for their betrayal. You think you know something, then you are back square one as the island slowly reveals itself a bit more. Shall the mysteries of the island ever be revealed as they plummet futher into the unknown once again.

A Town Called Eureka: Just a normal day in Eureka, well sort off. You see we aren’t just a normal quiet small town. We are a town full of secrets and geniuses, which should never be mixed together when the outcome is mayhem! The best minds in America and all over the world are tucked away in a remote town where they build futuristic inventions for the government's and their own personal benefit. Eureka is a secret town and when Albert Einstein realised our future was in the hands of scientists not soldiers, he met with President Truman to convince him to build a safe haven where the greatest minds and thinkers in the world could live and work and sanction The Town Called Eureka!

Stark Industries:

A multi-billion dollar corporation that manufactures advanced weapon and defense technologies as well as being known for some of the worlds largest scientific break through. Nathan is inspired by the name from the Marvel Comics Iron Man, 'Stark Industries' later also known as Stark International, Stark Innovations, Stark/Fujikawa, Stark Enterprises and currently Stark Resilient is a multi-billion dollar corporation owned and run by, businessman and scientist Nathan Stark. The company is a technology company that develops and manufactures advanced weapon and defense technologies as well as being known for some of the worlds largest scientific break through bigger then Global Dynamics's themselves. Where do you hide a top secret research and testing facility? in a secure location? in the case of Nathan Stark of Stark Industries its under everyone's nose, in Los Angeles. Running fort with his second hand man, Boyd Langton, in his quest to create the perfect AI who can integrate into society undetected Nathan Stark uses the Doll House as his own personal real-life-real-time research and development with testing laboratory. ... The Dolls who live in the house are sold with client specified personalities for a period of time and then their memories erased. Using the information gathered after each mission Nathan Stark is accumulating everything he needs for his project. However the devil who is a worthy client of the Dollhouse, has other motives, he has infiltrated the laboratory and is carrying out some testing of his own in an attempt to create the antichrist who really will bring hell to earth.

Civilians
Wake up in the morning, have breakfast, go to work, socialize, go home, eat lasagna and sleep. That is wonders of the so very normal and so very small human race. They are so tiny compared to some of the things out there, so very modest to what is happening in the world around them, but their home world is getting noticed more and more and they need to be prepared, especially when one or two people are waking up so an alien world sometime in the future where The Master is recruiting. The capable survive. The less capable don't.

Time Travellers
Time travel is the concept of moving between different points in time in a manner analogous to moving between different points in space, either sending objects (or in some cases just information) backwards in time to some moment before the present, or sending objects forward from the present to the future without the need to experience the intervening period (at least not at the normal rate). There are more Time and space travellers then you would like to think. Some maybe con men and woman abusing their ability, others just maybe roamers, interested in looking for adventures and sightseeing.

Freelancers/Hunters
These guys are essential; they seek out adventures from day to day whether paranormal or extraterrestrial as an hobby and sort out the threat with professionalism. They think not only with their heads, but also with their hearts. The product is a strong, well-oiled personnel with more extra-terrestrial experience than you can shake a sonic-screwdriver at. It’s a pretty dangerous job, but they do it without any questions asked and keep out of any /official/ business. They seem to stick together most of the time, but sometimes, one or two likes to stay on their own.

Other Creatures
These, keep Torchwood and UNIT in a job and freelancers on the toes. They have been coming to Sol 3 for centuries for various reasons known to the alien kind. Some bad and some not so bad, but whatever the reason, always keep in the back of your mind that their motives are similar; they have different knowledge and could be armed and dangerous. Some have roamed the earth since the beginning of time itself

Deceases Characters:
They are being accepted; however they can only be role-played in the Flashback section, which is specific for character past memories. They have complete freedom to do whatever they want in this section and could roleplay with whoever they want. We are also accepting other incarnation of The Doctor and his companions. They can roam around the site wherever they like but can not meet each other. If a companion as travelled with more then one of The Doctor regenerations, they may also roleplay with more then one Doctor. EG: Sarah Jane Smith travelled with The Fourth Doctor, but she can also be roleplayed with The Tenth Doctor also.