<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/481180935270694943/550028909790625812/4d7f416c749ace541e351c2f7308ec34.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Galen Iris (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=300764.msg14725105#msg14725105)<br/><strong>Time/ Day:</strong>10 minuets to midnight, New Year's Eve 1999<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Atlantic City, NJ --> Strange Island<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Island people<br/><hr/>Galen stood on the beach which was extremely quiet compared to the bustling casinos just a mile down the shoreline, this makes sense for it being early winter and it works out perfectly for Galen’s interests.  This was his time with his Alyssa, no matter where her travels took her, both twins always made sure to get a view of a relatively clear sky and do their goofy little ritual every new year.<br/><br/>He stood far enough from the bustle of the city that the celebrations and partying where drowned out by the waves breaking over the shore.  This whole set up was his sister’s idea from start to finish, but that girl can get whatever she wants if she cares to so Galen had long since learned not to fight her on things like this.  He inhales and surveys the scene before his eyes the sand beneath him, the ocean in front of him, and the dark winter sky on the horizon.<br/><br/>“You made me leave the party early so you better be out there somewhere!” He calls as he does every single year, his own little resistance to the unstoppable charisma of his twin sister.<br/><br/>He places his left hand over his right eye and holds his right hand fully extended towards the sky with an open palm.  According the Alyssa this showed that the two would always be able to rely on each other.  The right handed sister and the left handed brother each polar opposites but equals who could be a scary pair growing up.  And the hand to the sky was giving up the old year to take the reins of the next right out of the gate.<br/><br/>When he heard the countdown begin in the distance Galen took it as his signal to zone out the rest of the world, for these few seconds the world consisted of only the dark sky and two twins on opposite sides of the country.  This year this separation became more literal than ever before as a fog rolled in surrounding him and leaving only a small stretch of sand and sea visible.<br/><br/>Galen spun around in shock as this sudden fog accompanied a strange headache almost like he was rapidly ascending into the sky.  As he held his head and tried to maintain consciousness the sand and water surrounding him fell into some great void leaving a glowing green platform the only thing between Galen and the unknown abyss.  Following after the complete change in terrain even the fog departs leaving Galen with a crystal-clear view of an inky blackness and his circular platform.<br/><br/>Head still pounding, Galen hears shoeless footsteps echoing against whatever surrounded him.  He turns to meet the approaching person, no person is not quite right nobody just feels this powerful just from the sound of their footsteps. Standing before him is a woman blindfolded holding a scale up to her chest.  Despite her mouth not moving at all Galen could swear he hears the word “help” carried around on the breeze which eludes his lungs despite his drastic need for oxygen.<br/><br/>“You want help? Im all for being a good person, bit too close to passing out for that now though,” he opens his mouth to say but there is nothing to carry his voice to his mysterious visitor.<br/><br/>The woman responds the Galen’s wordless plea for breath and holds her hands out for as if requesting Galen to do the same.  He does so and air suddenly rushes into his lungs causing him to cough. While he catches his breath Galen notices the dark veil around him is beginning to flicker with light like an old movie projector.<br/><br/>The five silent displays each show a different type of destruction, Mushroom clouds, gunfire, plagues, mass graves, and fires fill Galen’s vision no matter where he turns his gaze.  When he has had enough of this horrid show Galen turns back to the woman who’s previously neutral face now bore a slight frown as tears slowly dripped down from her blindfold.<br/><br/>“Count me in, I can’t have the world my sister loves going up in flames!” Galen clenches his fist and punches at the air, determined to prevent this dark future.<br/><br/>After hearing his declaration the woman removed her blindfold to reveal green eyes matching the platform beneath them.  Instead of pupils there were images of the scale which floated before her.  She wrapped the blind fold around Galen’s wrist as the same scale symbol appeared on the back of his hand. While Galen watches the emblem appear on his hand the woman before him vanishes on the light breeze which finally embraced Galen’s lungs, leaving a feeling of the words “Find your balance” floating past his ears.<br/><br/>Galen closed his eyes to make his first new years resolution in years as he was brought back to the beach where he was just moments ago.  He must have missed midnight as to him he had spent hours in that cube watching the world burn before his eyes, but in the distance he heard the cheers as their countdown hit zero.  Just a few seconds behind his sister Galen took up his pose again but this time he let go of more than the old year, and took hold of something far beyond the reins of a new year.<br/><br/>Somewhere deep down Galen had the feeling that Alyssa knew that he had missed the timing and knowing her she would be fuming over it till the next time they spoke.  To prevent pressure from building causing her to go ballistic he figures it would be best to go back to his apartment and call her.<br/><br/>As soon as he arrives at his apartment building Galen notices that his head is higher than the door way, which is not the norm for an average height man such as Galen.  He looks down and sees that he is standing on another glowing green circle.  He sighs and pulls out his phone, texting Alyssa “Hey, sorry I was a few seconds late on our new years thing.  My ride’s here so gotta go, happy new year sis!” When he hits send Galen sits down ready to nearly pass out this time.  The lack of oxygen did eventually come, but from a more natural means as the platform begins to hurtle over the ocean.<br/><br/>“This is not what I expe-“ Galen yells then shut up as he realizes how dumb of a use of oxygen talking is.<br/><br/>The fog eventually rolls back in sending Galen and his magical ‘vehicle’ back to the dark void where he met the scale lady.  This time his stay is much shorter and without visitors as he is kicked out into what seems to be the real world again but without the circle so he goes sailing through the air a few feet above a sandy shore and eventually faceplants on a strange island.<br/>