AGE
31
PRONOUNS
She/Her
SEXUALITY
Lesbian
CLASS
Garment Knight
Shelter
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Aug 21, 2024 18:05:02 GMT
Post by Jenny Kage on Aug 21, 2024 18:05:02 GMT
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For the people, god is the simplest explanation we can use to give hope. |
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Jenny had been waiting for this. She had been so utterly quick to remove herself from the shock that the delight that flooded her body was almost enough to sob over. Her parents would likely not be findable ever again, she had accepted that when she had received the divination in the loom. She had not fully expected the form of god to be a series of screens and prompts, but who was she to judge the tastes of one who was so alien to her? Class choices? They seemed tailored to her experience in making clothes her whole life, but it was the last of her choices that truly caught her eye - Garment Knight. An image of an opulent paladin filling her mind and just as quickly as she chose it, that image was granted inside of her mind. Armor of pure glittering white forming around her. Threads weaving to form a heavy flail in her hand and around the entirety of her armor, vines of thread connected the pieces of armor over otherwise exposed skin.
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She would need to comprehend god in this highrise, but before that she had been granted two options. Two missions, a selection, it seemed odd to the woman even know, but if she was to be tested, then she would be certain to succeed. One was a simple task, at least she assumed it would be simple by her lady's metrics. The other only read the word 'horde'. Something drew her to the second and in an instant of mental confirmation she was upon the mountains peak. An overwhelming vibration of power thrumming around her. If not for what was clearly a box around the area she would have faltered to the pressure.
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Glancing around for a moment the blonde [Paladin] would notice others arriving, and in the same instance, Earth-Chan would speak to them all. A screen notifying them of their task, defeat the horde and prove themselves. A simple task, but the text in red was as clear a universal sign of danger. They had either been placed to or accepted this task, Jenny Kage, no if she was under this system she would be reborn - a Genesis of self.[break][break]
Turning to the rest as they appeared she would smile kindly as she shifted like a ray of sunlight towards the group. She appeared put together despite the situation, an oddity, but the magnetism of her smile was genuine, "My name is Genesis, a newly appointed [Knight] of the system. I would like to know who it is that I work alongside before we fight for our lives."[break]
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26
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he/them
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bisexual
Melody
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Aug 21, 2024 18:49:55 GMT
Post by isaiah cornell on Aug 21, 2024 18:49:55 GMT
He awoke to the sight of a horde of monsters, slowly spawning in. Earth-chan displayed a message. "Select your character class." The prompt came up, right infront of his face. Isaiah's surroundings were unfamiliar to him, completely and utterly stunning him. It looked like a settlement atop a plateau of mountains.
He could remember his last day on earth crystal-clear. Isaiah had his stack of textbooks, one of which he wrote, perched on a bookshelf above his head. He had his own, a doorstopper he'd written about folklore as a way to establish law and its development on philosophy, running from Sumer to the Enlightenment. He was finishing a gundam model kit, setting it on the shelf and watching it all tumble down. It was seconds from braining him, the fall would've broken his chair. On a professor's salary, pretty much everything was amazon-basics.
He pored over his options, Enochian Artificer. Darklight Deacon. "Twin-soul." Isaiah felt a ray of light pierce his chest. He started to pant, and even clawed at it to try and dig it out. His white sport-coat and sunflower-yellow button-up with the Supreme logo sticking out were opened. He glanced aside, feeling it settle in.
He saw the horde, he saw the HUD. He saw earth-chan's warning. Isaiah instinctively popped off the only [skill] there was. [Divinity Engine]. Isaiah felt a halo form over his head, his entire outfit and hair turning white. Muscles and bones grew rapidly, with bone growth even starting on the outside. He stood at about 10 meters, or about 32 feet tall. He tried to smile as he craned his neck to look down at Jenny. His body took on desaturated reds and greens, a crest of wings atop his head. His voice came out tinny, Ed Elric-esque. "My name is Isaiah. But we can talk later."
PWR: 14 [E] DEF: 10 [F] SPD: 7 [F] MAGI: 6 [F] VIT: 14 [E] WIL: 10 [F] LUCK: 0 Using: DIVINITY ENGINE, putting him at PWR: 24 [D] DEF: 15 [E] SPD: 7 [F] MAGI: 6 [F] VIT: 14 [E] WIL: 15 [E] |
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embrace who you are.
AGE
25
PRONOUNS
He/Him/His
SEXUALITY
closeted gay
CLASS
Winter Wight
Dissection
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Aug 22, 2024 13:30:32 GMT
Post by Keldon O'Connor on Aug 22, 2024 13:30:32 GMT
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[attr="class","kelreescroll"] Keldon wasn't sure what to make of the floating screens in front of his face as he lay in his hotel room in London. Was he dreaming? Did he fall asleep? He wasn't quite sure... Until he picked one of the classes. 'Winter Wight' resonated with him for reasons he could not exactly explain. [break][break] He assumed he would drift deeper into slumber, only for him to open his eyes and find himself somewhere he had never seen before... Confusion etched deeply on his face as he looked around noticing the other people with him. As the coldness of reality slapped him in the face... [break][break] "T-This... isn't a dream?"[break][break] The actor worried his lip, his eyes darting towards the woman, calling themselves "Genesis," and a glimmer of understanding shone in his eyes. Growing up in a deeply religious, catholic, household, Keldon easily understood what was going on. Or, he wanted to believe he did. After all, what else was this than divine? ...It was the only thing that made sense right now... And in this chaos, he held onto it to remain somewhat sane and put together... [break][break] "Genesis... Isaiah - perhaps... you can call me Keldon, for now... I have no fancy name or title, unfortunately. But I too, pledge myself to The System, as a loyal Knight and follower of God." He felt a chill run through him but it didn't bother him as much as he thought he did as the chilling feeling faded into a comforting thrum... He felt powerful... Like some divine energy was flowing through his veins... [break][break] [TURTORIAL: DEFEAT THE HORDE] [break][break] Popped up on his screen in foreboding red letters. Keldon had some rudimentary combative skills for acting roles, but he was no fighter... He only hoped whatever gift The System had given him would be useful for whatever would come for them... Pushing down his desire to flee, he felt his fear melt away and slowly become frosted over by an unsettling sense of calm.[break] |
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AGE
13
PRONOUNS
He/Him
SEXUALITY
Too Young
CLASS
Saurian Dragoon
Melody
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Aug 26, 2024 21:06:11 GMT
Post by Adino on Aug 26, 2024 21:06:11 GMT
Adino was woken up by a sudden light appearing in front of his eyes. The surprise made him try to squeeze them even more closed than they already were. He probably fell asleep in front of the computer again. The light was likely because he hit the mouse enough to move it or pressed a button causing the screen to spring to life before he did. He knew the process well because it happened so often that you could call it a habit.
When Adino opened his eyes he was surprised to find he was in his bed. His phone wouldn't cause a bright light like that. At least not that close to his face. He lay there in bed for a few moments rapidly blinking his eyes as they adjusted to the sudden brightness. Once he could properly see again he couldn't believe it when he saw a game screen hovering before him!
He must still be dreaming. There's no way that something like that was happening. Unless it was some sort of joke, but Adino didn't know anybody who would do this. Well, one person could have done it. They had no reason to though so he must be dreaming. His friend's interest in anime and manga must have affected him as well.
Upon further inspection, the screen was asking him to pick a class like in an RPG. All of the options were tempting. Adino hoped that the screen would let him pick all three, but he quickly learned that wouldn't be the case after he selected 'Saurian Dragoon' first. The screen confirmed his selection before informing him that he would be transported to the tutorial shortly.
“Hey this is my dream!” Before he could protest further Adino suddenly found himself on a mountain peak! … In his Jurassic Park pajamas … and no shoes. He stood there shivering for a few moments while he tried to take in the situation. Thankfully there seemed to be other people nearby, but before he could respond one of them transformed into a giant robot! “Whoa that's so cool!” He bounced on his feet as the excitement took his mind away from the cold.
That wasn't the end as something else started to appear! A figure formed in front of Adino like it was loading in a video game until it was in the shape of a dinosaur. A Utahraptor to be exact! “Whoa this must be my dinosaur mount! So cool!” He immediately ran up and gave her a great big hug! “I love you... I'll call you Mary!” Thankfully she just responded with a few clicks before she picked him up and placed him on her back.
Once he was settled on his mount's back Adino turned his attention back to the rest of the group. “So Jenny, Izzy, and Kelly. Got it. You don't look like my normal dream people...” Another screen popped up informing him of their objective. “Weird, but ok. My name is Adino, but you can just call me Dino! Let's do this!” He then pumped his fist in the air and Mary let out a screech in agreement.
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AGE
Thirty Two
PRONOUNS
He/Him/His
CLASS
Geistbloom
Community Worker
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Post by Bloom on Sept 4, 2024 0:00:59 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] [break] Isogore, The Keeper of Lost Souls
[break][break] — LEVEL 7 — [break][break] PWR: 5 DEF: 10 SPD: 5 MAGI: 45 VIT: 11 WIL: 13 [break][break] ANCHOR TYPE: SHELTER {Skills & Abilities}BROTNISS [PASSIVE] - Isogore’s passive allows him to summon [Ice Fallen], the souls of the living that perished in the snowy mountains of the Everest. He uses these vengeful spirits to do his bidding and cannot express their own will, and move only to serve the Keeper of Lost Souls. [break][break]
The Keeper of Lost Souls can only summon a total of 4 Ice Fallen at any given time and each Ice Fallen has flat stats equal to Isogore’s MAGI divided by 6, rounded up. If an Ice Fallen should fall again for some reason, he may only spawn another Ice Fallen after 2 posts from its death. Because of this, however, the Keeper of Lost Souls cannot perform any basic attacks or damage at all, having to rely on his Ice Fallen to protect him and his spells. [break][break]
The Ice Fallen may perform a basic attack, using any means necessary, but may only deal damage in PWR-1 Rank in ice damage and although they may seem fragile, Brotniss provides a passive protection to both Isogore and it’s Ice Fallen, where they gain 5% DEF each time they are affected by any abilities or damage related to Ice. This also makes them immune to the element, but receive +1 Rank in damage to Fire and Light elements. [break][break]
Finally, every time Isogore is targeted by a melee attack, flip a coin in discord to see if it hits or misses. Heads you hit, but Tails is a miss.[break][break]
RIDDARI[ABILITY]Riddari is a spell that can bolster an Ice Fallen’s power and defense. It transforms the said Ice Fallen t into a Knight, equipping them with full armor, a short sword and a round shield. Their eyes glow white from the cracks of the helmet. As a Riddari, the targeted Ice Fallen receives a +10 in DEF and PWR, but reduces SPD to a rank below. They can now deal their Rank in damage by way of slashing. The Riddari grows up to 7 meters in height when affected by this ability and it has 5 post cooldown. [break][break]
BANAMAOR [ABILITY] Similar to Riddari, Banamaor is a spell that can modify and bolster an Ice Fallen’s speed and magic. It transforms the Ice Fallen into a specter of rotting flesh and bandages and increases its MAGI and SPD +10 points while reducing VIT by 5 points. Banamor can fly above ground at their SPD and MAGI in height, but it cannot perform basic attacks. Instead every 2 posts it can release a breath of blue flames in the form of a cone up to MAGI/2 in length and width. This attack does not burn, nor damage but instead reduces the DEF of all affected by 5 points for one turn. Banamor has 5 post cooldown. [break][break]
LAUMA [ABILITY] Lauma transforms an Ice Fallen into a small imp like, skeletal creature. It is sneaky and quite conniving too, gaining +10 WILL and VIT but -5 in PWR. So long as it’s WILL is higher than the target’s WILL, it gains [Obscured] status, which momentarily disappears before it makes a melee attack. It has the option of attacking, dealing -1 Rank in PWR, slashing damage with its claws or -1 MAGI Rank in ranged damage with a snowball (with a rock inside it) once per post. The ability itself has a 5 post cooldown.
Fear, pain and suffering. [break][break]
It was rather frustrating for these emotions to be so… ephemeral that it could not enjoy it in peace. There would always be one soul who could not accept its fate, screaming and wailing for no good reason. It was no use explaining to someone how doomed they were when they were so self-absorbed in their own emotions. What about me? He thought frustratingly to himself. I’m powerful and you’d deny me my sustenance? [break][break]
He grew tired of his soul's defiance and had begun to “consume” them as a way to slowly scratch at their wills until they succumbed. Of course, he could never eat them in the literal sense as they nourished him with their energies. Food for thought, he liked to call them though the only consideration he gave them (apart from the eternal suffering) was their loneliness. Yes, being lonely was almost as bad as the eternal suffering part. So to alleviate at least one of their concerns, he gathered more, more and more. [break][break]
Mount Everest, as the humans called it, was the perfect hunting ground for his predicament. Many underestimated the elements and especially, snow and ice were cruel twins. He was born of that cruelty and fed on its sweet nectar. But for some reason, the energy of the snowy mountain was filled with a radiant, lively energy. [break][break]
Isogore descended from its lofty cave to see 4 humans enjoying themselves in his territory as if he had sent them an invitation to a tea party! It was always humanity and their audacity that kept him on the edge. Food should know it’s place. In a flurry of snow and gales, the Keeper of Lost Souls appeared before them. The sun reflected off of his crystal like texture, wisps of silvers and dark blues danced around his cloak, which obscured its face to darkness, leaving only crystalline eyes. They narrowed as it registered three individuals, one with a strange looking creature and the other reminiscent of a species that he detested the most. An angel…? He let his gaze follow upwards, taking it all in. Not quite.[break][break]
“Welcome strangers!” His voice rang in echoes of crystals clashing together, and of the howling winds, as if possessed by many layers of people. “I am the Keeper of Lost Souls. I hope you do not get acclimated too soon to the cold, since I do enjoy when my food suffers and you four look quite delectable… especially you.” His eyes narrowed as if to smile, but there was no mouth breaking through the darkness, just their eyes. He gave the larger human a wink. “So what do you say we skip all the drama and the fighting and you surrender now, yes?” [break][break]
He extended a sleeve to them as if convinced they would accept his terms. “If you’d rather fight I don’t mind…”[break][break]
From the snowy ground, he summoned four creatures, in humanoid form, through their hair was black and their skin was as white as the snow around them. One of them was a child, probably no bigger than a 10 year old girl, though in the state she was in you couldn’t tell. “P-Please! I’m so… so cooold. I’m… h-help me!” She screamed, crying and reaching out to the blonde in shining armor. “Please…!”[break][break]
The one next to her was an old woman, whose hair was disheveled, falling around in circles around her frail body. “H-Hush c-child! We’re gonna g-get punished b-because of you!!”[break][break]
Isogore signed and shook his head. “I’m not that cruel you know…? I gotta e-eat too!” He mocked their stutter and chuckled. The other two were quiet, burly sized men with climbing equipment. They said nothing but kept their gazes steadily on the angel-like human.[break][break]
“So surrender with cherry on top?”[break][break]
{Summary} - Isogore descends upon the four players
- Isogore summons four Ice Fallen
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31
PRONOUNS
She/Her
SEXUALITY
Lesbian
CLASS
Garment Knight
Shelter
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Post by Jenny Kage on Sept 6, 2024 1:29:22 GMT
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For the people, god is the simplest explanation we can use to give hope. |
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A horrendous creature, a false prophet? Perhaps. Jenny would not tolerate one who sullied the holy mission, and if it meant releasing these poor beings from their chilly prisons then she would do so without hesitation. She was lucky the weapon had ended up as a flail in this instance, since it was a blunt weapon she knew from documentary films they tended to be simple tools that didn't need a lot of teaching. Her persona of Genesis would break much like her outfit if she didn't double down and use the weapon at least somewhat confidently. How could you boldly inspire honor when you sullied your own favor with the goddess of earth... or perhaps Gaia was more reasonable a name for her new lady.
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Raising her weapon unto the false creature of the damned she would shout out at Isogore with conviction, "We stand opposed, evil of this mountain. Our god has given us a united purpose to defeat you, and given the cruelty of your powers I see why. To end your forced torment of these four individuals I shall see your life ended by my own hands!"
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A brave speech, that Jenny knew she needed to back up. Looking between her ragtag group here upon the mountain she would smile to them as the threads wove a visor over her face to make a helm of silver sheen, like a chainmail crown. A smaller voice as she prepared to run forward "I will be asking each of you to assist me in ending this foul creature, please."[break][break]
For all the zeal thus far, this was a more gentle tone. Asking kindly, not forcefully, for what she needed. All before she gripped two hands to her Flail and began running down hill and towards the one she was now determined to kill in the name of the goddess. The goddess she had had to name herself.[break]
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AGE
26
PRONOUNS
he/them
SEXUALITY
bisexual
Melody
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Post by isaiah cornell on Sept 6, 2024 2:40:54 GMT
He had to crane his neck down to look at his companions. People who looked much like him, under that shell. Isaiah paused, mulling over what to say. He pointed with three fingers at them, before pointing to Isogore. He watched the phantoms appear one by one. The child crying, the old woman, the man. Starting to walk in this new form meant a slight, mechanical creak until his joints adjusted.
He looked back to Adino. Was this just some kid? A little kid playing with his pet? Isaiah looked to Isogore, his expression hardening. He bordered on a kubrick stare, noting that they both had a child enter the fray. "...We'll handle this." He said, his voice coming out with a tinny echo.
He looked to Keldon, who seemed all fired up, but didn't move very far. All of a sudden, Jenny broke out into a speech following his, a more pointed let's get him sentiment. When she took off running, Isaiah knelt, offering him a hand to boost him up. Regardless of whether he took it, Isaiah charged after her, leaving large, completely flat footprints in the snow. "Let's cover her."
He then attempted to charge right at one of the burly ice-fallen, and throw a kick at it. Given the sheer scale of him, it was telegraphed as all hell, something you'd see from a city block away, and his subpar speed made it somewhat easy to dodge.
PWR: 14 [E] DEF: 10 [F] SPD: 7 [F] MAGI: 6 [F] VIT: 14 [E] WIL: 10 [F] LUCK: 0 Using: DIVINITY ENGINE, putting him at PWR: 24 [D] DEF: 15 [E] SPD: 7 [F] MAGI: 6 [F] VIT: 14 [E] WIL: 15 [E] . 1 turn remaining until berserker state. using basic attack, dealing [PWR] in Holy damage in melee range. |
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embrace who you are.
AGE
25
PRONOUNS
He/Him/His
SEXUALITY
closeted gay
CLASS
Winter Wight
Dissection
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Sept 6, 2024 16:38:45 GMT
Post by Keldon O'Connor on Sept 6, 2024 16:38:45 GMT
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heavy weighs the rime-kissed crown |
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This was a dream...
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There was no greater explanation. His dreams were always a safe haven. A place he found refuge within. To hide himself from the unbearably cold harsh world outside. Right now, despite everything screaming at him that this was real. He chose to deny it. He HAD to deny it. Otherwise, he'd lose his mind from the weight of everything.
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He'd go mad...
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The cold of the mountain barely seemed to bother him. Something felt odd. Something he couldn't quite pinpoint. Was it his mind or body that felt strange? He couldn't be sure... But he felt so far removed from who he was before.
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(This is a dream...)
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What else could it be? How else was he to face this insanity?
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(Deny, deny, deny, den-)
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There were people desperate for help. Begging, crying... Yet, he couldn't bear a single fear or worry for them. Ah. Was this merely a dream? Or has he gone mad? Was that why he couldn't feel his own heartbeat? A power within him began to grow, expand, threatening to consume him.
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He wasn't sure if the blizzard he felt was outside or within. As ice crept up his body, Kelly felt himself grow entirely numb...
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And when he opened his eyes, they shined with an icy blue gaze. "I will not falter..." He reached out. "You will not stop me."
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Pointing his hand at the enemy, he felt that blizzard within. As he internally grasped it, as it coalesced into ice. Ice began to form around his outstretched hand as a chain of ice shot out and attempted to wrap around Isogore.
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Frost Magick: Rime Shackle: Reaching out with the innate winter magicks within their body the Winter Wight can launch a chain of hissing ice at a target within 10 meters of them. If that target has [SPD] lower than the Wight's [MAGI] then they gain the [Shackled] status and become unable to move further than 10 meters away from the Wight for two rounds. If a stack of [Cursed Ice] is spent when doing this then in addition to being [Shackled] the target is also [Provoked] for the duration and must attack the Winter Wight. Lastly, if the Winter Wight successfully uses this twice in a row without spending any [Cursed Ice], they gain 1 stack of [Cursed Ice].
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