You wake up in a strange cavern with instruments on pedestals. You stand up and a voice echos around you. "Choose your instrument." You pick an instrument and the next thing you know you wake up in your bed and go to school. After you get home you see the instrment you chose in your dreams in your bedroom. You pick up the instrument and are back in the strange cavern. Your journey has begun...

Information:Your instrument can turn into a weapon.

Instruments:
Harp=Bow and Arrows
Flute=Spear
Violin=Sword
Bells=Dagger
Trumpet=Magic Staff

Discription
Name:
Age:
Looks:
Instrument:
Other:

Name:Suna Kiraku
Age:15
Looks:Small smart girl with brown hair that goes to her shoulders with blue eyes.
Instrument:Harp
Other:A bit of a klutz.

Name:Ana Leo
Age:15
Looks:Long chocolate brown hair with streaks of black, pink, and blue, covering her left eye. Tall for her age, 5' 8". Smokey topaz eyes.
Instrument:violin
Other:Ana is known to be a loner and shy around most people, but when she is with her best two friends, Michael and Alex, she can be a total nut and really fun. She excells in the arts and plays the violin and guitar, as well as singing. She also writes poetry, but she is quick-tempered and has trouble trusting people.

Name:Ken
Age:15
Looks:short blach hair, tan skin, muscular.
Instrument:flute
Other:has a good sense of humor.

OOC: What do we do?

ooc: accepted and I''l start so you will know what to do.
Suna held the harp closely to her and looked around the cavern spotting 2 people instantly. Suna walked slowly over to them, "Hey, let me guess you had the same dream too."

"Yeah.." I say, sitting down. "This is so weird.."

Ana looked up at the two and nodded her head shakily.
Not really sure what to do, she sat down on the ground and played a few chords on her violin. Suddenly, the violin in Ana's hands turned into a highly ornamented silver sword.
Her eyes widened. She took the sword, laying it flat in her hands, one under the hilt, and the other under the shaft.
"What the hell is going on?" Ana whispered, growing scared.

Suna looked at her harp and back Ana's violin was now a sword. Suna plucked a string on her harp and turned into a bow along with a quiver filled with arrows. Suna stared at the weapon she held in her hand and whispered softly, "If I'm dreaming somebody pinch me now."

Name: Morl
Age: 17
Looks:About 5'7 Short Brown Hair. He is wearing a green shirt and jeans.
Instrument: Base ( Large sword like a Flamberge)
Other: (Shown in story)

[May I be an antagonist?]

Name: Garoth
Age: 18
Looks: Medium lengthed blonde hair, messy and unkempt. Deep brows, brown irises. Broad shouldered, looks somewhat of an athelete. Wears a wood colored hooded jacket, baggy sweatpants and synthetic hide shoes.
Height: 6'3"
Instrument: A large straight Horn

Battle staff


Other: [I would like to play an antagonist as well, this section will change based on which the side.]

ooc:You 2 are accepted but what is an Antagonist?

chrysalia wrote:ooc:You 2 are accepted but what is an Antagonist?

A character who becomes bad later, wants to overthrow the world or something. However, instead of deciding what kind of character I want to play at the start before the game, I have changed my mind to let the story pick a course for my character instead. :]

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The IC:

He saw the others transform their instruments into weapons, it seemed oddly farmiliar as he recalled the scenes of a few movies and games. Namely "Brave Story", where the hero was given a test and depending on how he passed it he was given a class.

He didn't want this to be a dream, he thought as his fingers ran across the surface of bits of wood and metal of an ancient horn. Instinctively he held down it's valves to a B flat, it shifted and turned into a large wooden stave with metal bands along it's center. The once cold wooden end pulled fire from a nearby candle, sending a fiery bolt straight into itself and igniting into a brilliant molten flare that seemed to burn on itself. A piece of the cavern floor cracked free from it's home and floated to the stave, molding and shaping itself into a spiked earthen edge that crouched along the embers of his new found weapon.

"Sweet muscular Mary!" He exclaimed, eyes widening. With his eyes still widened, he looked up at the group sitting at the other side of the cave. The flare now revealing himself to the group, both his hands clutched around the staff that seemed taller than himself.

Suna looked up after hearing the noise and see's yet another person with a weapon. "I'm so dreaming," she muttered and looked at the others, "Well one of you pinch me I want to be sure I'm dreaming."

Ken sat next to suna and pinched her calf.

"Awake yet?" he asked her, chuckling.

Ana quietly giggled.
She the violin that had now changed to a sword, taking in the magnificent details and designs etched into the sharp, silver blade.
The hilt was beautiful, ornamented, but still simple. Silver, but draped in a beautiful design of gold with a small ruby at the bottom.

Not recognizing the group before her, Ana only felt that the right thing to do at the moment was introduce herself.
"By the way," she started shyly, "I'm Ana."

"I'm Suna," Suna said and then stepped backwards and fell down, "I know I'm a klutz."

"I'm ken," ken said, extending his hand to Ana.

"Oh sure ignore the girl who falls down," Suna muttered.

ken took Suna's hand, lifting her up.
"Sorry," he said.

Name: Dave Zagar
Age: 26

Looks: A slim man with his jet black hair slicked back along the top of his head, He wears a formal tux with a black shirt and white tie. His green and blue unmatching eyes seem to glow in contrast to his tanned skin.

Instrument: Violin

Other: (Shown in Story.)

Dave sees the gathering of people below him while he sits along a smoothed elevation somewhat above them. He lighty chuckles at the comic display by Ken and Suna. "I guess it is time for me to join ths group" he thinks to himself "But first.." Lighty gripping the Violin by his feet he quickly but gracefully places the end just under his chin while gripping the bow with the other hand. With a sigh he begins to play, rocking his head back and forth with the music.


Paganini is heard a few seconds later as the note drift off to the crowd of people, Dave continues to play while watching the people's reactions.