This is something that was on another site before it derped. Originally it was there moreso for experimental reasons I guess (this is the intro in the OOC thread):
Once upon a time there existed a being beyond our imagination.
Wrapped around in brilliant rays of light this being bore likeness to all the creatures in this world. It's voice like the collected voices of our world speaking at once. A small group of people who lived in a far off secluded paradise worshipped this being; brought it gifts and had faith in it.
They named this being Diasee.
However Diasee eventually grew tired of these people who worshipped it so much. Diasee cast them out of of it's paradise and instead worked to create beings much like itself, yet in a similar likeness to the humans Diasee itself had created. Diasee's initial creation, the angels, and the humans were disregarded. This caused the angels to revolt, as well as some humans to let go of the beliefs they had once held dear. Pandemonium broke out in the mortal world as the humans and angels conspired together to attempt to overthrow Diasee. Diasee noticed this, as well as the other beings he had created.
Eventually a woman by the name of Frigga approached the angels and people and spoke out:
"You have doomed yourselves," the woman announced to the populous of a land called Palestine, "Diasee no longer as any real desire to watch over you humans and angels. He will call forth floods and earthquakes to destroy all of you foolish beings if the drought fails to kill you first."
Now with complete hopelessness washed over the residents of Palestine, they search desperately to find their 'paradise' and be in Diasee's favour once more.
***
"What is your name, boy?"
The small child looked up at the old man who loomed over him. The man was clad in white robes slightly dirtied from travel and had a cane in his right hand. Over his shoulder the old man carried a simple leather satchel. The boy's striking gold eyes were lit with curiosity and a slight hint of fear, "Enoch."
The old man's eyes scanned the boy before he reached into his satchel and pulled out a rather large cloth bag filled to the brim. He handed it to the child, who looked hesitant to take it. Enoch saw that inside the bag were many seeds.
"Seeds?" Enoch questioned the old man, "Why would you give me this?..."
The old man smiled slightly underneath his hood, "There are exactly one thousand seeds in that bag, little Enoch. Should you succeed in growing at least one it will become a mighty tree, capable of quenching this land's thirst for Cosmos Energies and ending the drought that has befallen on this land."
Enoch's eyes widened with surprise, "Really?... But how can a tree..."
"These seeds are a gift from Diasee," the old man said before finally pulling back his hood. His tanned face was lined with many wrinkles and it was apparent from looking at his eyes that the man was blind, "I am Melchizedek, the king of Salem as well as a Priest of El Elyon. I come with a message from Diasee..."
"Diasee..."
"Diasee has expressed it's disappointment in humans as well as the angels it has created. But it truly does not wish to destroy you all. This tree, should it grow into a mighty tree, will be proof that this world still has meaning. That it still can thrive and grow."
"But sir... I do not understand..." the child shook his head, "How would this prove such a thing?..."
"Well Enoch... Do you wish to live? To watch the world around you until you grow old? To continue to believe in your creator and hope for salvation?"
The child slowly nodded his head.
"Then that is more then enough."
***
In the city of Azzarea...
The man who claims to be the King of the land is offering people a handsome reward for finding a child by the name of 'Enoch'. His description has been announced to the entire Kingdom and so some people have been scrambling all over the place to find this boy. However many people have already fled from the country and do not wish to waste their time looking for this child. Bandits are now far more widespread then before, pillaging what little villages and towns remain and even the ones that have been completely abandoned. There has also been word that bandits are also looking for Enoch, for he is the key to the world's salvation (as well as great riches!)
Those that remain are mostly too fearful of not only the bandits, but of Diasee's wrath as well. Would searching for Enoch incite the wrath of Diasee?
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Was chatting with Glarb etc and reminded me that I was going to drag this here if all else fails. It's also the story that basically initiates the huge cluster**** of plot come Phantasmagoria/Burning/Paradise/Promise/Midnight. You don't need to have been in the others/read them to understand this.
It will be carefree and incredibly serious at the same time (carefree because of the main protagonists, serious due to setting/situation ).
As for the intro I may change it from what it originally was but it really depends on what sort of PCs we would get if people are interested and this kicks off. Otherwise I might just harass Marzai for a one on one RP for this if he is still interested from before.
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Glarb said he'd take part in Echoes if I did get it rolling.
I'll wait on it a bit more if I do want to actually start it here or not.
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Yep. This is what starts the shit storm that is Phantasmagoria/Burning/Paradise/Promise/Midnight.
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Blue, lips. Blue veins; Blue, the color of our planet from far, far away; blue, the most human color. As with the passing of the last human beings, the there were no longer humans, as all life on earth no longer took to absorbing oxygen. The hemoglobin, pumping uselessly through veins, corpses painted the surface as mankind took to embracing their self inflicted destruction, leaving behind the creations they shaped to endure this near uninhabitable atmosphere. Somehow, life still carried on. With the abandonment of oxygen as factor for survival for the existing organisms they took to developing into a form of life which absorbed the ions or isotopes within the air to advance their shape, making them stronger than what the human species ever took to existing in status. Biological marvels, they either took the form of humanities Eden Children, the Advanced humans, whom carried pale skin as they felt not the effect of even cosmic rays, or the mutated, ones of whom took the atmospheres brutalities and somehow shaped into a form of symmetrical life; hopefully. With the earth now dead, it took a shape of a soil. Around the mainland, were the radiation did not strike as fiercely, these beings now existed at what would be called “The Soil of Genesis”.
After the inferno, they sky took for while a more azure taint rather than the typical blue, from the fragments in the sky that beings on the surface now tapped into for energy. The quantity larger than the carcass of dead god, even with the digressing amount of radiation, “junk” as they called it once, were toxic to humans; even food. It had too much nutrition and the veins will rupture. Humans, escaped. By one path, they took the shape of machines, existing with AI’s based on those of the former beings that walked among those on the surface of flesh construct, all existing around a central building called “God Gun’s Shell”. Another group taking to space, they took to Mars as they peeled away from earth gravitation toward a redder planet before the collapse of the human race. Others took underground or were forced to stay on surface, the heaviest effects in the frozen abyss called “The Cage of the Chimera” where all radioactivity rains about in blizzard-likes storms in a perpetual radioactive winter.
Though, there is still hope.
All humans now reside in another plane, in a small town known as, “Heaven’s Corpse”.
Heaven’s Corpse
A village of humans existing within the plane known as “Heaven”, they consist of those who died of starvation, of unfortunate cancers, or perhaps even death by their own kin. Among them, exist beings know as “Angels” whom long existed within this plane and take to the roll of watching over them. Heaven’s corpse isn’t perfect; it still consists of the occasion ruffian and visits from those who proclaim themselves to be known as “Demons”.
Cage of Chimera
Desperate, it is a cold abyss consisting of those who conspire against one another in violent, constant, power struggle of fists and fangs. The beings here, known as Chimera, are unaware of how they came to exist here as the first had already come and gone and were crushed by his or her own offspring. They reach maturity at disturbing rates and are prone to shifting in shape in order to forcefully cause their bodies to shape into stronger forms. With a high birth and death rates, constantly in competition with one another, it is rare that they ever form to more organize collective.
God Gun’s Shell
A nickname for the place, it foretells of legend of a gun of which lays in possession of the leader of this area, people here are rather cheerful, and actually strive to leave there lives as they once had as humans. Generally accepted by people on the surface, they take to sometimes even customizing their shape to match those of the mutated that also march along the surface, appearing many shapes and sizes. Others as well, sometimes even prefer to appear more machine like and even have somewhat emotionless personalities. Either way, they all seem to gravitate around a specific area, as if they are draw to it. They bear the most advanced technology within the land, however, they seems hesitant to share any advancements with other species.
Soil of Genesis
The mainland, it consists of advanced human beings, one could sometimes match to the old legends of the children of titans, who bear pale skin and fair hair. Not bear a specifically majorly populated populace, they also leave among mutants and the machines people who exist along the area “God Gun’s Shell” which resides among the more southern parts of the “The Soil of Genesis”. These three groups trade with one another and generally keep to themselves if anything, unifying around the town built by the central isle, construction based around the empty ruin of civilization now morphed into what looks like a modernized bartering market.
Mars
Almost consisting of those nears to the status of humans, it carries the most technologically advanced species with solar system and perhaps one of the most savage of them all. Tamed by pecliur mix of characters, even Mars has some taint of the material know as “Junk”. The populace made up of Beastmen, Martians, and the Be’se, each group has their own unique traits. The beastmen, dwelling around a wilder environment, consist of human beings of which took to drawing closely to their more violent aspects as they now focus on becoming stronger than other beings. Arrogant, only few actually come to the land of the Be’se to partake in there more pleasant and peaceful society. Split into three castes, they higher ones caste, the more violent a nature they take to typically. Be’se, coexisting with Martians, consists of the most advanced doctors and folk healers. They only do not see eye to eye in some issues.
Be’se has the ultimate goal of returning home somehow, through technological advancement.
Hell
Also known as “The Cage of Eden” it consists of the more vile, and perverse beings within the other plane, Demons. Taking to a diet of those among themselves, in a violent cannibalization, or perhaps partaking to other methods of more clean feeding, they all generally consider human beings as a delicacy of which is to delighted toward. Through the Cage of Eden, one can find the corpses of those unfortunate enough to be consumed and eaten through lacking in luck of inner rigors. Ironically, sealed within here is the mechanism which would repair all damage inflicted upon all creation, a sort of world restart button. This is known as, Eden's Apple.
ggFTW Rules★ggFTW Events★comedy.mp4 My fingers trace lines of azures and scarlets, following the viridian milky ways above
To the poetry of fourteen billion years of light that mellows my heart into a melody
A new rp??
We could do random shenanigans like.. Hogwash, or whip up something srs/sorta srs again.
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Yakuza sounds fun.. But first we need to see who's alive and such. ;_;
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So I finally have internet again. I don't know if I wanna run another story though, I'm kinda bad at it. But when I get to Korealand I might start Space Station Oasis up again.
yey Mitchi
I kind of want to do an industrial setting... like.. Midgard in FF7, but I'm drawing a blank regarding plot unless we integrate yakuza into that.
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