<div class="floatright">(https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.files.wordpress.com/2015/04/flat550x550075f.jpg)</div>It was a dark and stormy night...<br/><br/>The streets of Tokyo seemed dim tonight. The rain clouded vision, making the usually lit streets of the great city dark and dreary. You watch the city from above, catching a great eyeful of the unusually deserted night.<br/><br/>A clock strikes midnight. A bell tolls. The primitive brass device echos the chime throughout the city. And on the 12th ring...the rain slowly stops.<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/f/2010/349/4/4/shadow_creature_by_seco_angelus-d34ybjy.jpg)</div>And then, they come.<br/><br/>Creatures of pure shadow flood the streets of the city, their howls sending chills up your spine. Like a pack of wolves straight from hell, they search. For who or what, who can say? All you can see from your privileged vantage point is that where they go, darkness follows, covering the streets, crawling up the great buildings like ink spilled onto canvas.<br/><br/>Were it to end there, it would be a nightmare. But it does not. Instead, massive military vehicles (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a7/JGSDF_APC_Type_96_at_JGSDF_Camp_Shimoshizu_02.jpg) contribute to an almost 'counter flood'. Top hatches are opened, and mysterious machines rise, generating a strange, blue field. Other doors on the sides and back open, and the people inside come out fighting. Some wear heavy armor and wield blade and bludgeon, others use lighter armor and modern firearms, and still others weave the fires of what can only be called Magic.<br/><br/>The creatures charge for the blue field, only to be disintegrated as they attempt to do so. The field noticeably warps when a creature strikes it, however, and the flood is not stopping. These men, brave as they are, will not succeed...<br/><br/>Their fortunes change as well. A massive blue circle appears, and when it fades, three mysterious figures stand. One carries a sword in his right hand, and a ball of magical fire in his left. Another holds a futuristic weapon in both hands (http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/xcom/images/1/1c/XEU_Heavy_Plasma.png/revision/latest?cb=20130324180716). The third carries an oaken staff that ends in a 'flower' pattern, with a beautiful diamond serving as the plant's 'bulb'. They join the fight, and blow through the shadow creatures...but even they are not enough.<br/><br/>You blink. Suddenly, you are on the ground...but your clothes are not your own, and you hold mysterious weapons...and you feel a great power coursing through your veins...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sailor Moon</div><div class="spoiler_body">A staff, cut from pure diamond, rests in your hands, the head ending in a crescent moon. The moon's radiance is not spoiled by these shadow beasts, and it courses through you, wanting to punish these enemies of the Light.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Terra Knight</div><div class="spoiler_body">A beautiful sword, with a handguard made from silver and roses, is held in your right hand, with platinum gauntlets protecting your hands. The earth beneath your feet 'speaks' to you, urging you to fight to protect those around you.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sailor Mercury</div><div class="spoiler_body">Though you are not as high as you were, you are still above the streets, surfing on a wave of water that you find is controlled by the rather large trident you carry. In your mind, there is no other course of action: The shadow creatures must be destroyed!</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sailor Jupiter</div><div class="spoiler_body">The storm still rages, but the storm is not your enemy, rather, YOU are the storm's Master! The sword in your hand reacts to the lightning, ready to channel the storm's fury into your own strikes. Will you let this shadow stand?</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Jupiter Knight</div><div class="spoiler_body">In a flash of lightning, you appear, making the creatures of shadow recoil. The power of the storm is in the palm of your hands, with the gauntlets you now hold. The crowd of monsters stares you down and charges...a mistake.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Sailor Pluto</div><div class="spoiler_body">Black wings are rather becoming of you. Though you have your own, shadowy specter, you know which side you are on. And it's not the side of these dark bastards! The scythe in your hands seems ready to leap out and attack them itself-these creatures defy existence within time and space, and must be destroyed before they destroy all of reality.</div></div><br/>You have heard the call, heroes. What do you do?