Roleplaying SummaryThis is a quick summary for everything that has happened in the roleplaying thread so far. I'll make sure to update everything when needed everytime something important happens.Roleplaying Summary3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Our characters have discovered all worlds have merged together as one. It created chaos and disruption, even in time, some people were already here for months, while others still keep appearing now. One thing is certain, most souls have disappeared and all the places you once called home lay in ruin.
Our characters went through a lot of hardship, they battled monsters and spirits and animals that were consumed by evil forces.
But then something happened, a few chosen people saw a strange vision. Fate, the deity that had created all worlds spoke these words.
"Children... my dearest children...
Harm has befallen upon thee...
Hear my words... for I am fading...
The worlds have merged as one... yet I was shattered...
All living souls are perishing...
My children... you must find me... find the elements... fi
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Chapter 1- Flame: UntitledThe car shuddered as it was drove carelessly along the narrow lane. Flame felt the hard roof pressing down on her as she awoke from her disturbed sleep. The car jerked again and Flame yelped as a sharp jolt of pain coursed through her body. It slowed to a stop and the boot was lifted so roughly that it nearly swung back down again onto her. Her vision swirled and she couldn’t make out who it was standing in front of her, until she heard him sneer ‘Get up then’. His voice was mocking, he knew she was weak and wouldn’t survive another violent blow. Flames eyes had focused now and she closed them, not wanting to see the man who had nearly killed her and her unborn young. The man had had enough and shoved her body aside; careless that she was a living animal that had feelings too. As Flame hit the dusty road she struggled not to whimper as the sharp gravel dug into her back, the man nudged her body with his foot ‘She will be dead in an hour’Chapter 1- Flame: Untitled2 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Prologue: UntitledThe girl stood at the edge of the shabby doorstep on her tiptoes so she could see what was happening next door. There was a man, his face flushed with anger, shouting violently into the house. There was a flash of copper red as their heavily pregnant dog tried to break free from her unfortunate life in that house, with them people. The girls eyes were wide with excitement and fear. Why was the man shouting? Was the dog alright? The man kicked the dog in the stomach causing her to yelp out in pain. The girl took a deep breath and started to timidly walk towards the man. Why was she so afraid? Things worse than this happened every day at home. She stopped and turned back towards her house surveying it. The door had peeling brown paint and was rotting, the windows were cracked and dirty and the house its self, had a pungent stench coming from the interior. She shook her head in shame, the dog was much more important. She turned the corner and watched in horror at the scene. The man had hiPrologue: Untitled3 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
One reason worth living : gabriel"I I am not I am not a very important person I'm not important to anyone.One reason worth living : gabriel2 years ago in Settings More Like This
I have no one to be important too. I I used to think that I might do. I had friends and you know. Normal relationships, that humans have with other humans. Even demons I guess.
But. I'm not like that. Other humans. I'm not important because I'm not human."
"I am supposed to be something else, but I've been living like I was just something normal. Everything I've been doing has just been a big lie to myself. I'm no human.
Everyone I really cared about they aren't here anymore.
Everyone who cared about me.
So, no I'm not a very important person.
I'm not strong enough or smart enough, or free enough. To look after anyone else. To mean anything to anyone else.
I can sit in the background though and watch. You would think a smarter person would just leave well alone, let everything go. If they felt like that, but I must be selfish of something because I can't just
AA: Capture the flagThe teacher looked at them as she said the name of the red team "Aderyn Harket, Aleki Salkhir, Shadow, Rin Satsaki and Zavier Hitsum, which are the red team and the rest of you, are the blue team" She then started to tell them the rules and for every rules she said, she gave Shadow a glare. Both of the team broke up and went to their base. Which was a tree houseAA: Capture the flag2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When they had arrived at the base Shadow crossed his arms as he said "She was glaring at me the whole time"
Zavier sighed as he rolls his eyes" Well that's because you're the main problem Freak."
Rin looked at the boys and sighed as she putted a hand on her hip "Why did I end up on this team?" Aderyn looked at them and knew he had to say something to stop them, even it might not work "We need a plan, and right now we have to forget the reason why the teacher hate Shadow so much" Shadow quickly gave Aderyn a look that said 'you're dead'. Aderyn then walked over to Aleki who was watching out for t
AA Weaponry hw 1AA Weaponry hw 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Aderyn Harket, Aleki Salkhir, Shadow-" The demon woman glared at the shadow demon, "Rin Satsaki and Zavier Hitsum, you are the Red Team, the rest of you are Team Blue. The rules are simple, get the other team's flag, get it back to your base, no special abilities," She shot another glare at the shadow demon, "and no severe maiming if it can be avoided, oh and stay in the school grounds. I will be monitoring your progress." The woman finished with a flick of her tail and walked off, disappearing and leaving the 10 students in the clearing.
The two teams broke up and went their separate directions. Each getting a simple treehouse base somewhere in the forests surrounding the academy.
"She was glaring at me the whole time." Shadow said crossing his arms over his chest sitting on the floor as the red team gathered in their base, Aleki was standing against the rotting wooden wall watching for the signal from the teacher to signal the s
Regular occurrenceIt was dark, not simply dark as though the lights had been cut, no, it was darkness different from that. It was a solidness that totally surrounded you. The air here was thicker, not thick enough to drown on, but thick enough to make you want to choke. Make you want to run for a place where you could really breath, where things weren't constantly pressing in around you.Regular occurrence3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Lucifer had been to this place many times before, yet it still made his skin crawl. Made him have all those feelings above. It was the one place he could actually say he truly wanted to run from. One place he really did fear. Dying was preferable to staying here for eternity. It was worsened by the fact that he knew exactly what was coming next.
People say that the unknown if what we fear the most, but Luc knew exactly what was about to happen. What made it terrifying was that he knew he would never be prepared for it.
The darkness suddenly thickened, turning from dense air to a solid steel coil round his neck. Like
short history of avaliaThe creation,short history of avalia3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The story of creation changes from species to species and country to country, but here is what is most widely considered truth. Before avalia's birth, there was nothing but darkness and death. The land was built on chaos and though that was not all that bad, it made it impossible for new life to grow. Demons lurked in every crook and corner and the world was a hell to any ordered evisal* that tried to roam there.
Many gods came, and many failed, many a war was fought and many evisal died. The land was a waste where nothing would come and only those would delt with death could thrive.
Now, among the creature of old avalian world, one was high above the rest. These where the draconi or the drakes. These creature cared nothing for the world they lived in, the cared only for themselves, a race of strong and intelligent beings that kept there noises clean. To enrage one was to have death delt in a second and to please one was to be left alone in pea
I will remember you II will remember you2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I will wait for
you. I will wish
Words"Sweetie, Are you okay?"Words3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"That isn't my name."
"That's not it either. You don't know my name."
"Yes I do."
"No one does."
"I don't even know my name."
"Yes, you do."
"No, No, I don't. I hear people call me a name and I know it's not mine. I'm convinced it's not mine."
"No, I'm like a word you say too many times over.
Who Wanders in the MistNever more, never againWho Wanders in the Mist2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
being called "whore", nicknamed "insane".
The case closed, feelings buried,
emotions that rose are no more carried!
If you asked me directly:
"What is love?"
I'd answer: "It's a lily
in the Heavens above."
If you asked me wistfully:
"And the lily, does it exist?"
I'd answer: "Don't be silly!
It's illusive, just like a mist.
You sense there's nothing in there,
even though eyes tell you otherwise,
somehow you push yourself to dare
to enter that place where love lies.
Walking through the labyrinth
of white curtains weaved of lies,
you fight a war you cannot win
that makes insane from the wise.
The mist reshapes through time and tears,
You eventually see the feels were mock!"
My man's got a heart like a rock
cast in the sea.
The funeral GameThis is not a dreamThe funeral Game1 year ago in Settings More Like This
This is not a hallucination
This is far worse than a nightmare.
You are now part of the funeral game; everything you do is no longer in your hands. You are a pawn and everything that's about to happen to you, is not happening for a reason.
It's happening because they think its fun.
The maze in which you are now entering is filled with many others like yourselves, and what it was made or controlled by is beyond our comprehension. All that you need to know is that your life comes down to a roll of the dice in your hand.
You cannot win this game only loose, and there is only one way out.
Because this game was not made to see if you could beat it, or to see how much you could take. This game was not made for winning; it was made so they could watch you suffer when you failed.
You are now part of the funeral game.
You have one life remaining.
What Have We Become...?A darkness to rule over the chaos of night,What Have We Become...?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A shadow to swallow the brightness of light.
A flower to bloom under guidance of fear,
Death's colour to draw ever so near.
A fire to burn the ashes of greed,
A flame to flicker just to mislead.
A heart that lives a passion of desire,
Blood thirst soul that dies to conspire.
A nightmare to eclipse the silver moon,
A fear to darken the early noon.
A painting to portray the death to come,
Abyss to show what this world has become.
1 use the dam weaponThe silver edge of the sword slashed far to close for comfort toward his skin, close enough for him to feel the cool wind of it on his already hot face. One swipe of that and no matter how scaled he'd made his skin to try t gain some form of flimsy protection he would be lying flat on the floor more likely with his throat slit in the same instance.1 use the dam weapon3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They never lied when they told him how good his teacher was meant to be, however, no one ever told him what methods she would use to teach him with.
"you. Need. To. Be. FASTER" there wasn't a split second between the command and a flare of pure power pounding into his gut, for a moment he felt weightless as his whole body was throw through the air until it slammed into the rock of the cave wall. Dam and shadows and rough as he slid down onto his knee to look up at the women.
He had underestimated his new teacher the moment she had walked into the cave, she was skinny, thin, not athletic thin. She was tall and held herself like a queen and no
Angel FallsAngel Falls is beautiful, isn't it? With the water draping down like curtain decorated with diamonds as the sun shines off it, falling down from so high up it's like the source comes from the rivers of Heaven itself. Easily mistaken for that as well. It's from so high up that you can't even see the beginning, the wisps of clouds hovering around it like guardians shrouding the secret of its beginning. But what sort of beginning was it?Angel Falls3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There's a reason for everything and everyone knows it. Like all the Greek Myths and Legends if old that tell stories about the creation of everything, there is also a reason why this beautiful waterfall is called Angel Falls.
It was some days after the creation of the Universe but many years on Earth when Lucifer came before God.
"Lord, I've seen all this suffering on Earth, the new life of which you've created. Please, why do you permit this to happen?"
"This is all an experiment to see what this new life form will transform into. I
Make it BeautifulSome say that writers have a giftMake it Beautiful4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To write about the mundane.
To make it beautiful; set thoughts adrift.
But if you'll listen, let me explain
That making beauty is not great;
Especially beauty from pain and hate.
Poets turn love into what it's not;
A devouring monster or sweet peace,
What is love truly? Your scribbled ink-knot?
Reading that sadness grants no release,
And happiness is always so short;
Happiness is many poets' final resort.
Are we the doomed generation?
So many of us are liars by trade
Can the few poets give an explanation,
Or are we also just liars, unswayed?
Poets fill hearts with a burning desire
To experience passionate things
Yet a poet might be a glamorous liar
Or just able to feel awe for all life brings;
What I say is probably slander
Against the poets that write with candour.
Asphyxiai am a summary of pain;Asphyxia2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i am nothing more
than bruised bones
and tender tendons.
give me morphine,
give me novacaine;
give me anything
except that sad smile
that took your goodbye by the hand
and led you away
where i couldn't reach you.
you left, you left me here
empty and alone
and i still remember the warmth
that was your hand in mine.
God, how you broke me.
i am hollow:
inspiration at its worst.
i am full
of trembling words
and tender pains
into the light
of examining angry
i am empty,
yearning and angry,
as i wait
for your sea
to fill me up.
i am a medical emergency,
stretched and thin.
my seams pull apart
with the exquisite precision
of agony and apathy,
and all the king's horses
and all the king's men
don't know how to
put me back together again.
i am slipping back
into old-age habits.
i put too much sugar
in my bitter morning coffee
because it reminds me
of the sweetness
that was the taste
of your lips;
i inhale and exhale
in my empty, cold bed
Blue isBlue is2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blue is the sky, blotched with white clouds, and bleached with the bright sun.
Blue are the tears pouring from your eyes, and trailing down your cheeks.
Blue is the beautiful, shiny luster on your dark raven hair.
Blue is your eye, so pale and bright.
Blue sounds like peace, so calm and peaceful.
Blue feels like an ocean, when I wipe away your salty tears.
Blue tastes like water, so pure and wonderful on a dry throat.
Blue is a dark color.
You are you, and I am me. But one day, we will band together as one
As a team
Kura profileName: KuraKura profile2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: 15 years
Appearance: black hair, green eyes, tall, has a large scar on one arm. Usually wears long sleeves to hide it.
Personality: distant, easily angered, stubborn. Would do anything to protect those she cares about. Does not trust easily however.
History: she was just a normal girl up till she was thirteen. At that point, she discovered her ability to turn into her spirit animal, which is a black widow spider. She told her parents, hoping they'd understand, but instead they just got freaked out and kicked her out of the house out of fear. Upset about this, she went to talk to her best friend chris, only to be told by his parents he'd disappeared and the door slammed in her face. Since then, she's been cold and distant, not wanting to trust anyone for fear of getting hurt again. These days she lives on her own.
Love At First Chat, Part 3As Kenny ran and ran and ran with Emily screaming on his back, he couldn't help but smile. It was the most fun he'd had... ever. She patted his shoulder twice and he slowed to a stop.Love At First Chat, Part 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Come on, we'd better introduce you to my parents. Unlike yours, they want to know where I am." She said with a sigh. Kenny put her down and put his hand on her shoulder.
"It'll be alright, don't worry. They'll like me!" He said and Emily gave a nervous laugh.
"I hope so..."
A small while later Emily told Kenny to wait there while she went to introduce him. She went into the cafe and he could faintly hear her talking to someone.
"Kenny! Can you come now?" He heard her shout and he stepped in and walked towards her, not taking his eyes off her. He glanced at her family; thank goodness it was just her parents and her sister! Emily had told him of her brother; her brother who would tear him apart with every breath he breathed and with every mistake he might have made. He gulped and put his slightly
Jay's journal: Day 1Writing a journal was never a necessity for me, but I have begun to live in uncertainty. Fate himself has abandoned us and my life may not last for an eternity anymore. If that day ever comes to pass, this journal will be my last legacy. May it be a source of information to those who survive and wish to learn of the events that took place, as a new dawn seems to have begun for us all.Jay's journal: Day 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
This day I woke up amongst souls that were all as lost as I am. As I approached them, I learned they came from many different worlds, worlds that were unknown even to me despite my many travels.
One of them was a girl with a very peculiar mask stuck in her hair. I learned only moments later it was called a bone tablet and she was in fact a little fox with shape-shifting abilities. Her name was Fluffy and we became friends almost instantly. She told me the forest of spirits is where she originated from and her species were called Kyubii. She is most intriguing.
I tried all in my might to calm everyone down
A Mind Corrupted Episode 8A Mind Corrupted5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
How long had it been? Minutes? Hours? Days? It was difficult to tell, but from what Steven could gather he had passed out when he allowed Liz to absorb him, and now he was waking up in some other plane of existence contained within his newly acquired girlfriend. Could he even call her that yet? Was she really his girlfriend, or was that just wishful thinking? Though they hadnt been on any official dates, Steven and Liz had shared a great deal about each other the previous night, things that just friends wouldnt share; does that constitute a relationship? Steven was unsure, but the looming dange