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Introduction
What has happened?
She comes to you at your most vulnerable, while you sleep, in a dream, offering you the one thing you most desire, the thing you have desired. Her hair is a brilliant gold, and her eyes shine like an emerald fire. Her skin is iridescent; the most beautiful creature you've ever seen. Her name is Manera, and she is the Goddess of Love.
“Make your wish,” she says with a voice like a beautiful tinkling bell, “any wish at all. I will grant it to you. But, you must live with me in heaven. My home, Leatus Dominionate is the House of Dreams. You will be very happy there, and you will make me happy.”
You make your wish, and just as she promised, she grants it. Now, after a year, you must keep your promise. You fall into a deep sleep, and when you wake, you are in the House of Dreams, a large and majestic mansion in the skies. It's beautiful and elegant, with long stretching corridors, and spacious, comfortable rooms. The gardens outside bear exotic and breathtaking foliage. At first, everything seems perfect. But after a while, strange things begin to occur . . .
The Plot:
This RP takes place in the Goddess' House of Dreams. Your first post will start with you falling asleep post a year of Manera granting your wish. Once you arrive there after having your wish granted, you realize that you are not alone. Others like you, from varying time periods arrived in the same manner you did. You have all come to live with the Goddess. But, every great gift comes with a price.
Manera demands that you become her “pets,” and as time wears on, strange things begin to happen to you. You shift into an animal form. These shifts occur slowly at first, but they become more frequent the longer you remain at Leatus Dominionate. You realize, that unless you can find a way out of the House of Dreams, one day you shift into an animal and never shift back. We need to get out of here, but in the home ground of a goddess, how?
Some extra information for the RP:
You all begin your posts with falling asleep thinking about the year etc, then you will wake up in the house of dreams, it is the plot line that you will soon discover the great catch that comes with Manera’s gift. No one will have known about it previously.
Each player may pick their own animal. Any animal is fair game, I'll even allow some mythical creatures. There will however only be one of each. Manera likes variety. You may also pick the time period which you come from: past, present, future. I’ll keep a record of who has what animal in the first OOC post. I’ll also be doing a small “what’s happening right now” in the first post so if you are unsure just check there!” If you’re unsure about anything just ask! :)
You all arrive at the same time no matter what time period you come from unless granted permission by myself to arrive later/earlier.
The wish you had granted can be whatever you want whether it be saving someone from death or having lots of riches. You can’t carry your wish with you into the House of Dreams, whatever you wished for stays on Earth. You had a total of one year with this wish, no more no less. You may or may not have known this depending on how you interacted with Manera in your initial contact with her.
This has started but you may still put in a character if you ask the GM.
Anything else I can think of I’ll put here or in the OOC posting. Have I not covered anything or if you’re unsure just ask me!
Other extra information:
Please use this Character Skeleton:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance: (I don’t mind pictures but please include a written description as well)
Personality:
History: (Including when Manera came to you and what your wish was and how it turned out. It’d be great if here you could explain why you made the wish you did, your motivation etc.)
Your animal form: (Same with appearance, please include any extra attributes you may have, for example a hawk will be able to fly but have excellent eyesight also)
Any other skills: (For example if you were particularly strong or had a talent for distraction or translation!)
Usual rules apply.
Also I find it a pity that most roleplays seem to die so quickly, so if something is taking over your life or you can’t reply as often or you need a catch up just let me know because sometimes it can happen and I’d like to make this a fun and long experience for everyone!
She comes to you at your most vulnerable, while you sleep, in a dream, offering you the one thing you most desire, the thing you have desired. Her hair is a brilliant gold, and her eyes shine like an emerald fire. Her skin is iridescent; the most beautiful creature you've ever seen. Her name is Manera, and she is the Goddess of Love.
“Make your wish,” she says with a voice like a beautiful tinkling bell, “any wish at all. I will grant it to you. But, you must live with me in heaven. My home, Leatus Dominionate is the House of Dreams. You will be very happy there, and you will make me happy.”
You make your wish, and just as she promised, she grants it. Now, after a year, you must keep your promise. You fall into a deep sleep, and when you wake, you are in the House of Dreams, a large and majestic mansion in the skies. It's beautiful and elegant, with long stretching corridors, and spacious, comfortable rooms. The gardens outside bear exotic and breathtaking foliage. At first, everything seems perfect. But after a while, strange things begin to occur . . .
The Plot:
This RP takes place in the Goddess' House of Dreams. Your first post will start with you falling asleep post a year of Manera granting your wish. Once you arrive there after having your wish granted, you realize that you are not alone. Others like you, from varying time periods arrived in the same manner you did. You have all come to live with the Goddess. But, every great gift comes with a price.
Manera demands that you become her “pets,” and as time wears on, strange things begin to happen to you. You shift into an animal form. These shifts occur slowly at first, but they become more frequent the longer you remain at Leatus Dominionate. You realize, that unless you can find a way out of the House of Dreams, one day you shift into an animal and never shift back. We need to get out of here, but in the home ground of a goddess, how?
Some extra information for the RP:
You all begin your posts with falling asleep thinking about the year etc, then you will wake up in the house of dreams, it is the plot line that you will soon discover the great catch that comes with Manera’s gift. No one will have known about it previously.
Each player may pick their own animal. Any animal is fair game, I'll even allow some mythical creatures. There will however only be one of each. Manera likes variety. You may also pick the time period which you come from: past, present, future. I’ll keep a record of who has what animal in the first OOC post. I’ll also be doing a small “what’s happening right now” in the first post so if you are unsure just check there!” If you’re unsure about anything just ask! :)
You all arrive at the same time no matter what time period you come from unless granted permission by myself to arrive later/earlier.
The wish you had granted can be whatever you want whether it be saving someone from death or having lots of riches. You can’t carry your wish with you into the House of Dreams, whatever you wished for stays on Earth. You had a total of one year with this wish, no more no less. You may or may not have known this depending on how you interacted with Manera in your initial contact with her.
This has started but you may still put in a character if you ask the GM.
Anything else I can think of I’ll put here or in the OOC posting. Have I not covered anything or if you’re unsure just ask me!
Other extra information:
Please use this Character Skeleton:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance: (I don’t mind pictures but please include a written description as well)
Personality:
History: (Including when Manera came to you and what your wish was and how it turned out. It’d be great if here you could explain why you made the wish you did, your motivation etc.)
Your animal form: (Same with appearance, please include any extra attributes you may have, for example a hawk will be able to fly but have excellent eyesight also)
Any other skills: (For example if you were particularly strong or had a talent for distraction or translation!)
Usual rules apply.
Also I find it a pity that most roleplays seem to die so quickly, so if something is taking over your life or you can’t reply as often or you need a catch up just let me know because sometimes it can happen and I’d like to make this a fun and long experience for everyone!
Rules
Usual RPG rules apply.
Please keep your posts above at least 30 words
Be inventive with the plot!
And with your characters!
Please keep your posts above at least 30 words
Be inventive with the plot!
And with your characters!
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OOC Notes
Surrounding the gardens of the Leatus Dominionate is a huge and wondrous forest and within this forest sits a large golden fountain. And beside this fountain sits a beautiful but lonely Goddess. This Goddess is Manera, the deity of love and she has grown tired of her loneliness. In desperation for companionship Manera has sought humans from Earth to come and live with her in return for a wish. Her wishes fulfilled and granted it has become time for the humans to keep their promises to live with her in heaven. Grinning to herself as she ran her porcelain hand across the smooth tips of the waters surface Marena called out to her people, her chosen few, lulled them into a sleep and guided their sleeping souls to her realm. The souls would be led to her manor, awaiting her when she returned. A smile crept across her face as she turned from the fountain and began her journey back to her home, their home now. For they would live here forever and no one could escape the House of Dreams.
Athena threw her spear and bow under her bed having dropped off her catches to her father when she had returned home. Her thighs and arms ached from such a long day in the forests stalking her prey but she loved every ache and pain. This was her, this told her she was alive. The hunt was all she lived for and she would be remembered forever for it. Smirking to herself she threw her hunting clothing to one side and tucked it behind the door and drew water from the pump in her room to clean the mud and sweat from her body. A she ran the wet cloth over her curves she mused over the days events, the stag that had try to outrun her and the fox that had been outwitted by her trap. She had set up several more and was to check them in a few hours when the light had fallen to see the night prey she had caught. She spent most of her days in the forest now, up upcoming wedding was approaching fast. Athena needed as many memories of that forest she could get.
Clean and dry Athena threw on her hunting gear once more and lay down on her bed. She would have to wait until the sun had well disappeared from the sky in order to recheck her traps. So a nap now wouldn't hurt. Lazily closing her eyes she dreamt of the hunt, the thrill and the soft voice that was calling her name.
Bright searing light hit her eyes and she jumped to her feet, immediately falling to the floor with a thud. By the damnation of the gods she cursed to herself, not believing she slept through the night. And to the confusion as to why were her legs refusing to move? Muttering under her breath she managed to pull herself up into the sitting position using her bed a leverage. As her eyes began to adjust to the light she saw quite clearly she was no longer in her room. She tried to call out but found she could not muster more that a horse shout, her voice had somehow run off. Around her lay several others in beds spanning the room as she franctically tried to figure out were she had landed. Her mind racing in a panic and her body failing to let her run.
Athena threw her spear and bow under her bed having dropped off her catches to her father when she had returned home. Her thighs and arms ached from such a long day in the forests stalking her prey but she loved every ache and pain. This was her, this told her she was alive. The hunt was all she lived for and she would be remembered forever for it. Smirking to herself she threw her hunting clothing to one side and tucked it behind the door and drew water from the pump in her room to clean the mud and sweat from her body. A she ran the wet cloth over her curves she mused over the days events, the stag that had try to outrun her and the fox that had been outwitted by her trap. She had set up several more and was to check them in a few hours when the light had fallen to see the night prey she had caught. She spent most of her days in the forest now, up upcoming wedding was approaching fast. Athena needed as many memories of that forest she could get.
Clean and dry Athena threw on her hunting gear once more and lay down on her bed. She would have to wait until the sun had well disappeared from the sky in order to recheck her traps. So a nap now wouldn't hurt. Lazily closing her eyes she dreamt of the hunt, the thrill and the soft voice that was calling her name.
Bright searing light hit her eyes and she jumped to her feet, immediately falling to the floor with a thud. By the damnation of the gods she cursed to herself, not believing she slept through the night. And to the confusion as to why were her legs refusing to move? Muttering under her breath she managed to pull herself up into the sitting position using her bed a leverage. As her eyes began to adjust to the light she saw quite clearly she was no longer in her room. She tried to call out but found she could not muster more that a horse shout, her voice had somehow run off. Around her lay several others in beds spanning the room as she franctically tried to figure out were she had landed. Her mind racing in a panic and her body failing to let her run.
OOC Notes
His sword dropped to the floor as he entered his humble home... his pride no longer needed to maintain his wounded body's unharmed stride. He sat on his cot as he fingered the swan feathered arrow that was embedded in his chest. The soft wood snapped with a quick motion of his wrist. He shook his head to force his blurred vision away and only succeeded for a moment. His eyes took a glance at the blood stained sword that now was covered in earthen soil where he had dropped it at the door. His eyes could see the invisible stains on his hands... yet he could no longer feel them... war was a place of horrors... but the scariest thing was that it did not bother him anymore. He shook these dark thoughts from his mind as he laid down to await the healer's presence to remove the barbed head from his flesh. It would all be better once he saw his dreams that were had stopped being nightmares... and now served as a passage way to someone he could love. Someone who loved him in turn... and not because he was wealthy or powerful...
As he fell into the sands he quickly was woken by a horse cry. His eyes opened searching for a cause... was the town under attack?
As he fell into the sands he quickly was woken by a horse cry. His eyes opened searching for a cause... was the town under attack?
OOC Notes
Lia happily walked into her family’s house carrying a bag full of things she had collected from the ruins nearby. It was extremely hot that day but she didn’t mind. She loved wandering around in the ruins looking for different kinds of things left behind by the old world; a world she wished she knew. She walked around the house looking for her parents to show them her find. The rooms were crowded by different kinds of people; old, sick and homeless. Her house was more of a hospital than a home but she loved that place none the less. She found her parents in a secluded room tending to a pregnant woman so she waved her hand and tried to catch their attention without making any noise to disturb the patients. Lia smiled brightly as they turned her way and she proudly pointed to the overstuffed bag hanging on her shoulder. They smiled back at her and signalled for her to go upstairs and get some rest then shifted their attention back to the pregnant woman. Lia lingered in the doorway for a while smiling to herself as she watched her parents in their work. She loved her family very much and would do anything to protect them. Since the “incident” a year ago, her mind has been more at ease knowing that no harm will come their way anymore. She breathed out a sigh of relief then made her way upstairs.
“Ah what a day…so tired” she said as she yawned and dropped her bag on the floor. The second floor of the house is the private place for her family; it was quiet and cozy though smaller. She quickly sneaked a peek at her siblings’ room. They were all fast asleep so she just tip-toed to the wash area taking care not to make unnecessary noises. She took an old basin and filled it with water that was stored in a big bucket in the corner of the washroom. Water was scarce in her world so she can’t afford to use up a lot. Lia washed her face and arms the best she could. She then lay down on a tattered old sofa in the hallway then fell asleep as her exhaustion conquered her body…
THUD ---
Lia’s eyes sprang open after hearing the sound. “Wait a minute” she thought to herself as she noticed the surroundings. It was clean and she felt the bright warm sunlight on her face. The sensation on her back was also unknown to her. It was so soft as if she was lying down on air. She was fully awake now and definitely knew she was not in her home.
Lia tried to get up from the soft bed but found it difficult to move her body. She ended up rolling to the side and falling down flat on her face. SMACK…she hit the ground hard and let out a silent groan.
What was going on? She couldn’t understand what was happening and why she couldn’t move her body normally.
She tried her best to crawl for that was the only movement she could manage. She finally saw the surroundings clearly. It was a room; a really big, elegant and glamorous room filled with beds. Each bed had someone sleeping on it. Lia felt scared upon seeing the other people and frantically looked around for a way out. It was then that she saw woman beside a bed. She tried to speak to her but no understandable sound would come out of her mouth. She turned her head from side to side and looked around the room again in a panic.
“Ah what a day…so tired” she said as she yawned and dropped her bag on the floor. The second floor of the house is the private place for her family; it was quiet and cozy though smaller. She quickly sneaked a peek at her siblings’ room. They were all fast asleep so she just tip-toed to the wash area taking care not to make unnecessary noises. She took an old basin and filled it with water that was stored in a big bucket in the corner of the washroom. Water was scarce in her world so she can’t afford to use up a lot. Lia washed her face and arms the best she could. She then lay down on a tattered old sofa in the hallway then fell asleep as her exhaustion conquered her body…
THUD ---
Lia’s eyes sprang open after hearing the sound. “Wait a minute” she thought to herself as she noticed the surroundings. It was clean and she felt the bright warm sunlight on her face. The sensation on her back was also unknown to her. It was so soft as if she was lying down on air. She was fully awake now and definitely knew she was not in her home.
Lia tried to get up from the soft bed but found it difficult to move her body. She ended up rolling to the side and falling down flat on her face. SMACK…she hit the ground hard and let out a silent groan.
What was going on? She couldn’t understand what was happening and why she couldn’t move her body normally.
She tried her best to crawl for that was the only movement she could manage. She finally saw the surroundings clearly. It was a room; a really big, elegant and glamorous room filled with beds. Each bed had someone sleeping on it. Lia felt scared upon seeing the other people and frantically looked around for a way out. It was then that she saw woman beside a bed. She tried to speak to her but no understandable sound would come out of her mouth. She turned her head from side to side and looked around the room again in a panic.
OOC Notes
"... Yes, Jeremy. For the fifth time, I. am. pregnant."
"Oh my God, I can't believe this -- how did this happen?! I think I'm going to need an inhaler."
"How did this happen? Well, we went to Bali for our honeymoon--"
"I know how, Wilhelmina! I'm just in shock. I mean.. I wanted it to happen. I wanted us to be parents and start a family of our own, but so soon?"
"Some things are just not meant to be in our control, dear.. are you not happy by the news?"
"O-of course, I am." Jeremy jumped on to the king-sized bed and held his wife's hands. "A human is about to be created with a little bit of me and a little bit of you. Just imagine how fantastic and perfect this baby is going to be. I'm going to buy this baby everything, everything he or she ever needs and wants."
Wilhelmina's eyes sparkled as she rested her head on the headboard. She nodded, smiling. "It will be a one happy baby. After a few months though, I'm going to start looking like you. I have to get mentally prepared for that." The woman teased her husband, poking Jeremy's stomach. Who in return, made a disgusted face upon having mental images of his wife carrying his baby with a mustache and a top hat. "I think I will need a lot of mental preparedness for that, too. Then again, I have been strong enough to withstand your father for this long.."
Wilhemina slapped him on his shoulder and the couple broke into laughter. They slept late that night. All they talked about was what their baby was going to be like, possible names, preparations for a grand baby shower, and some more pull leg-pulling from both the sides. The tired husband and wife finally decided to retire to bed when they noticed it was 3AM. Jeremy yawned as he tossed and turned in his bed, wearing his striped sleeping suit and a matching nightcap. A familiar voice echoed in his head. Where did he hear that voice again?
Jeremy dreamed about him dancing with the mutated British currency in a tuxedo. The voice that was calling his name grew louder and louder and suddenly a bright light flashed infront of him, erasing the strange scenario in his dream He felt pain. Jeremy opened his eyes slowly to find his stomach growling. He sat up and patted his stomach. Jeremy looked around his new surroundings and scanned all the other people around him.
Definitely a dream, he thought before slamming back in to bed.
"Oh my God, I can't believe this -- how did this happen?! I think I'm going to need an inhaler."
"How did this happen? Well, we went to Bali for our honeymoon--"
"I know how, Wilhelmina! I'm just in shock. I mean.. I wanted it to happen. I wanted us to be parents and start a family of our own, but so soon?"
"Some things are just not meant to be in our control, dear.. are you not happy by the news?"
"O-of course, I am." Jeremy jumped on to the king-sized bed and held his wife's hands. "A human is about to be created with a little bit of me and a little bit of you. Just imagine how fantastic and perfect this baby is going to be. I'm going to buy this baby everything, everything he or she ever needs and wants."
Wilhelmina's eyes sparkled as she rested her head on the headboard. She nodded, smiling. "It will be a one happy baby. After a few months though, I'm going to start looking like you. I have to get mentally prepared for that." The woman teased her husband, poking Jeremy's stomach. Who in return, made a disgusted face upon having mental images of his wife carrying his baby with a mustache and a top hat. "I think I will need a lot of mental preparedness for that, too. Then again, I have been strong enough to withstand your father for this long.."
Wilhemina slapped him on his shoulder and the couple broke into laughter. They slept late that night. All they talked about was what their baby was going to be like, possible names, preparations for a grand baby shower, and some more pull leg-pulling from both the sides. The tired husband and wife finally decided to retire to bed when they noticed it was 3AM. Jeremy yawned as he tossed and turned in his bed, wearing his striped sleeping suit and a matching nightcap. A familiar voice echoed in his head. Where did he hear that voice again?
Jeremy dreamed about him dancing with the mutated British currency in a tuxedo. The voice that was calling his name grew louder and louder and suddenly a bright light flashed infront of him, erasing the strange scenario in his dream He felt pain. Jeremy opened his eyes slowly to find his stomach growling. He sat up and patted his stomach. Jeremy looked around his new surroundings and scanned all the other people around him.
Definitely a dream, he thought before slamming back in to bed.
OOC Notes
He jumped left, twirled right, raising and lowering his sword to block two attacks from two different sides. He feinted left, sliding along his opponents blade, grabbed the man into his other attacker, and finished off the remaining one, before turning on his heel to block another strike., overpowering him, and stepped away to allow one of his men to take care of him.
Joshua wiped some sweat from his brow, witch was getting hotter by the minute, under the blazing sun. Day in and day out of nothing but war. Ever Since Manera came to lend her hand, Joshua had been on the counter offensive: Taking over the fools who attacked them in the first place, as a lesson to those who would try again. They would chase the fleeing troops, attack both them AND the new reinforcements that always showed up, harry them some more
The pursuit had taken them into the desert. Seeing as how the other routes would take over a month, They had chosen to go straight in and, as luck would have it, they didn't have to go very far, as they seemed to be waiting for them, obviously tired of regrouping...
... but that had only been a feint plan, and now, random troops were springing from the sand like they were ninjas, and suddenly, they were surrounded. There were more men than a simple ambush... they must have planned this one or two cities ago. But none of that mannered. e had men to protect. Eevn worse, most of his men weren't armored: the carried it on their backs, to make sure they didn't roast. Only The Tempest Squad: Swordsmen like him who wore no armor and fought with swords, were able to attack until the others got ready.
Finally, after a day of noting but fighting Joshua and his Batallion made camp. Joshua stuck his sword in the ground, grabbed a canteen of water, and took a swig, before offering it to a cleric. "Rest well, men! The morning is our rest: we move at night! Keep your swords ready, your wits sharp, and they will fall like they did!"
"Hail Joshua, the Tempest King!" One guard said, raising a canteen, to witch the others followed suit. "Tempest King... I like it." Joshua said with a nod. "Now, I go to rest... don't hesitate to wake me, should something happen." HE said, lying down in the sand, putting his cap over his eyes.
Is it...morning already." Joshua asked himself as he felt the intense light on him... he was sure he was tired enough to last him until dusk. He opened his eyes slowly, turning to bury his face in more sand, only meeting something... that wasn't sand. 'Oh, I get it.... Roy's up to his old tricks again...okay, I'll get him back next chance I get..." He swore to himself.
He got up, his arms resting on... a bed. He used the headboard to propel himself up, since his legs seemed to be not working. He looked around, tp where others were sleeping, though some had met the same fate as he had, "What... what magic is this?" He asked
Joshua wiped some sweat from his brow, witch was getting hotter by the minute, under the blazing sun. Day in and day out of nothing but war. Ever Since Manera came to lend her hand, Joshua had been on the counter offensive: Taking over the fools who attacked them in the first place, as a lesson to those who would try again. They would chase the fleeing troops, attack both them AND the new reinforcements that always showed up, harry them some more
The pursuit had taken them into the desert. Seeing as how the other routes would take over a month, They had chosen to go straight in and, as luck would have it, they didn't have to go very far, as they seemed to be waiting for them, obviously tired of regrouping...
... but that had only been a feint plan, and now, random troops were springing from the sand like they were ninjas, and suddenly, they were surrounded. There were more men than a simple ambush... they must have planned this one or two cities ago. But none of that mannered. e had men to protect. Eevn worse, most of his men weren't armored: the carried it on their backs, to make sure they didn't roast. Only The Tempest Squad: Swordsmen like him who wore no armor and fought with swords, were able to attack until the others got ready.
Finally, after a day of noting but fighting Joshua and his Batallion made camp. Joshua stuck his sword in the ground, grabbed a canteen of water, and took a swig, before offering it to a cleric. "Rest well, men! The morning is our rest: we move at night! Keep your swords ready, your wits sharp, and they will fall like they did!"
"Hail Joshua, the Tempest King!" One guard said, raising a canteen, to witch the others followed suit. "Tempest King... I like it." Joshua said with a nod. "Now, I go to rest... don't hesitate to wake me, should something happen." HE said, lying down in the sand, putting his cap over his eyes.
Is it...morning already." Joshua asked himself as he felt the intense light on him... he was sure he was tired enough to last him until dusk. He opened his eyes slowly, turning to bury his face in more sand, only meeting something... that wasn't sand. 'Oh, I get it.... Roy's up to his old tricks again...okay, I'll get him back next chance I get..." He swore to himself.
He got up, his arms resting on... a bed. He used the headboard to propel himself up, since his legs seemed to be not working. He looked around, tp where others were sleeping, though some had met the same fate as he had, "What... what magic is this?" He asked
OOC Notes
Gunter fumbled with his keys, muttering to himself. He had had an amazingly bad day at school. In fact, it hadn't even been a whole day. That twerp Bradley had been jerking at his strings in every class, calling him Jerry and Nazi. Not that anyone at his new school knew of his former life in the military, but they could tell he was German by his accent, and were just ignorant bullies. And they were afraid. For some reason they were particularly jerkish today... Eventually he found the key to the front door and twisted it in the lock. Then he opened the door and walked in hesitantly.
'Hello?' his new mother's voice called out, 'Is that you, Timothy?'
Gunter didn't respond. He simply walked shame-facedly into the living room.
'Gunter??' His mother, Shelly, jumped up from the couch. 'What are you doing here? You didn't have early release today, did you?' She glanced at her watch. Gunter already knew it was only 12:30.
He shook his head. "I got sent home." He muttered.
What? Why? What happened?
He stared at the floor. "I got sent home because I hit Bradley. May I go upstairs? I did not do anything wrong, and I do not feel like discussing anything he did to provoke me. I need to do my homework."
Shelly shook her head in frustration. 'Sure, okay. We'll talk about it later, okay?... Hey... We'll talk later, alright?'
Gunter shrugged and plodded up the stairs to his room. He shrugged his backpack off his shoulders and shlumped down on his bed. He sighed. Throwing himself back onto the bed, he finally let the first tears escape his eyes. He thought that if he was in America, everything would be better. Well, it was better, a ton better, but it definitely left something to be desired. He hated himself. And self-loathing was hard to live with. Especially when everyone around you is helping you with it. He started to dream. He wasn't asleep, but he was dreaming. He thought of Anna, and wondered where she was. Adrian, too, if he was okay. Self-loathing and survivor's guilt. Lovely. Soon, he actually was asleep. Many familiar voices bounced around and echoed inside his head. But one in particular was getting his attention. A soft, beautiful voice like a bell.
Bright light. Percussive noise. Another flashback. he thought. He didn't know what to do. Even after all these years, he just sat back and let it control his mind.
He jerked awake talking very hoarsely and quietly: "Die Bomben, wieder. Adrian! Adrian, ducken!" He tried to dive out of the way, but he couldn't move. Some shrapnel must have hit his spine and paralyzed him. "Nein!" He screamed, though it came out just a hoarse whisper. "Warum?..." He opened his eyes... and breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a flashback. But he still couldn't move. He had to get a grip on the situation. "Hallo?" He called with as much voice as he could muster. "Is anyone hearing me?" He winced. His thick accent was back. The very same accent that he had worked so hard to eliminate when he reached America. He looked around. This... was a weird place to wake up.
'Hello?' his new mother's voice called out, 'Is that you, Timothy?'
Gunter didn't respond. He simply walked shame-facedly into the living room.
'Gunter??' His mother, Shelly, jumped up from the couch. 'What are you doing here? You didn't have early release today, did you?' She glanced at her watch. Gunter already knew it was only 12:30.
He shook his head. "I got sent home." He muttered.
What? Why? What happened?
He stared at the floor. "I got sent home because I hit Bradley. May I go upstairs? I did not do anything wrong, and I do not feel like discussing anything he did to provoke me. I need to do my homework."
Shelly shook her head in frustration. 'Sure, okay. We'll talk about it later, okay?... Hey... We'll talk later, alright?'
Gunter shrugged and plodded up the stairs to his room. He shrugged his backpack off his shoulders and shlumped down on his bed. He sighed. Throwing himself back onto the bed, he finally let the first tears escape his eyes. He thought that if he was in America, everything would be better. Well, it was better, a ton better, but it definitely left something to be desired. He hated himself. And self-loathing was hard to live with. Especially when everyone around you is helping you with it. He started to dream. He wasn't asleep, but he was dreaming. He thought of Anna, and wondered where she was. Adrian, too, if he was okay. Self-loathing and survivor's guilt. Lovely. Soon, he actually was asleep. Many familiar voices bounced around and echoed inside his head. But one in particular was getting his attention. A soft, beautiful voice like a bell.
Bright light. Percussive noise. Another flashback. he thought. He didn't know what to do. Even after all these years, he just sat back and let it control his mind.
He jerked awake talking very hoarsely and quietly: "Die Bomben, wieder. Adrian! Adrian, ducken!" He tried to dive out of the way, but he couldn't move. Some shrapnel must have hit his spine and paralyzed him. "Nein!" He screamed, though it came out just a hoarse whisper. "Warum?..." He opened his eyes... and breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a flashback. But he still couldn't move. He had to get a grip on the situation. "Hallo?" He called with as much voice as he could muster. "Is anyone hearing me?" He winced. His thick accent was back. The very same accent that he had worked so hard to eliminate when he reached America. He looked around. This... was a weird place to wake up.
OOC Notes
Adrenaline rushed through Athena's veins as she went into a panic, unable to understand how she had gotten in this situation. This room was completely unrecognizable, she had never seen such a place in all her years. *SMACK* Her eyes shot over a girl who had landed on the floor in a similar manner to she. While she saw the girls mouth move she could make out no sound, by the gods, had her hearing escaped from her too? Wait no, she could hear mumbling from several other directions but she seemed to lack the energy to find the sources of the noise. It was clear everyone seemed to be in the same carriage. She was about to attempt another stand up mission when a soft laughter seemed to echo effortlessly around the area.
Don't worry my chosen few, you have just come home. You were granted any wish that you desired and now you are here to live with me. Your bodies are just adjusting to the transition through time and space to get to heaven, you feel as your normal selves within the hour. Please don't be distressed, this is the beginning of a wonderful eternity together. Relax. My servants shall assist you to the main hall when you are ready. Welcome home.
Athena recognized that voice immediately, like a child knowing their mothers call. It was the goddess, the one who had granted her wish. Five plainly dressed men came into the room after that. All clean shaved and hair tightly cropped. They did not utter a word, their eyes almost seemed to glaze over like they weren't even looking where they were going to. One of ebony skin lifted her easily from the floor back onto the soft pillowed bed before he traveled back to the doorway and out of sight. She could see the other servants helping the others to a lying position as well. There was nothing to do but wait, Athena guessed if she tried to get out of bed she would just be placed back in, and with no power to fight back she succumbed and wait she did. And as strength returned to her body her mind drifted. Is this heaven? The dream came true? Eternity?. She was certain this was the house of dreams Manera had spoke to her about in their first encounter, it had to be. And all the others, what did they wish for? Where were they from?
Soon Athena felt strong enough to sit up on the edge of the bed and balanced herself carefully, unwilling to have herself fall once more. She spoke up "Hello" her voice still hoarse but stronger and carried across the room. "Is anyone else feeling strong enough to go?" She wanted to see the goddess once more, to have all her questions answered and that wouldn't happen lying in these beds.
Don't worry my chosen few, you have just come home. You were granted any wish that you desired and now you are here to live with me. Your bodies are just adjusting to the transition through time and space to get to heaven, you feel as your normal selves within the hour. Please don't be distressed, this is the beginning of a wonderful eternity together. Relax. My servants shall assist you to the main hall when you are ready. Welcome home.
Athena recognized that voice immediately, like a child knowing their mothers call. It was the goddess, the one who had granted her wish. Five plainly dressed men came into the room after that. All clean shaved and hair tightly cropped. They did not utter a word, their eyes almost seemed to glaze over like they weren't even looking where they were going to. One of ebony skin lifted her easily from the floor back onto the soft pillowed bed before he traveled back to the doorway and out of sight. She could see the other servants helping the others to a lying position as well. There was nothing to do but wait, Athena guessed if she tried to get out of bed she would just be placed back in, and with no power to fight back she succumbed and wait she did. And as strength returned to her body her mind drifted. Is this heaven? The dream came true? Eternity?. She was certain this was the house of dreams Manera had spoke to her about in their first encounter, it had to be. And all the others, what did they wish for? Where were they from?
Soon Athena felt strong enough to sit up on the edge of the bed and balanced herself carefully, unwilling to have herself fall once more. She spoke up "Hello" her voice still hoarse but stronger and carried across the room. "Is anyone else feeling strong enough to go?" She wanted to see the goddess once more, to have all her questions answered and that wouldn't happen lying in these beds.
OOC Notes
Lia was able to bring herself into a sitting position on the ground as she tried to calm herself down. No use panicking; rather, she needed to have a clear head to understand the situation. And then she heard an extremely familiar voice…
Don't worry my chosen few, you have just come home…
The voice continued to explain and shed some light on why she and others were there. Upon hearing this, Lia’s thoughts flashed back to the time a beautiful and ethereal being granted her wish. This was definitely her voice and Lia understood that it must be the time for her to repay her half of the bargain.
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted as a strange man hoisted her up to her bed once again. She looked at him in surprise and wanted to inquire if that place really was the house of dreams but the man left after completing his task. It would be no use to try anything at that moment as her strength had not fully returned so she just decided to rest awhile.
After a few moments, she was finally able to move her limbs; her body was slowly returning to its normal condition. Relieved at this, Lia automatically sat up and stretched her arms.
"Hello. Is anyone else feeling strong enough to go?" The woman she saw earlier said.
Lia looked at the others and took a deep breathe. Their wishes were probably granted as well that’s why they were there. Were they all going to be trapped in that place as way to repay their wish?
She gave herself a light slap on her face to snap her out of the train of thoughts and tried her best to speak though her throat still felt quite out of it.
“I’m in…”
Don't worry my chosen few, you have just come home…
The voice continued to explain and shed some light on why she and others were there. Upon hearing this, Lia’s thoughts flashed back to the time a beautiful and ethereal being granted her wish. This was definitely her voice and Lia understood that it must be the time for her to repay her half of the bargain.
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted as a strange man hoisted her up to her bed once again. She looked at him in surprise and wanted to inquire if that place really was the house of dreams but the man left after completing his task. It would be no use to try anything at that moment as her strength had not fully returned so she just decided to rest awhile.
After a few moments, she was finally able to move her limbs; her body was slowly returning to its normal condition. Relieved at this, Lia automatically sat up and stretched her arms.
"Hello. Is anyone else feeling strong enough to go?" The woman she saw earlier said.
Lia looked at the others and took a deep breathe. Their wishes were probably granted as well that’s why they were there. Were they all going to be trapped in that place as way to repay their wish?
She gave herself a light slap on her face to snap her out of the train of thoughts and tried her best to speak though her throat still felt quite out of it.
“I’m in…”
OOC Notes
He rolled off his bed in a few seconds and was on his feet. He ignored the light headed sensation that flooded over his senses as he stood up straight and proud. He grimaced as the arrow that was lodged in his chest garnered his attention. His eyes looked over the others in the room... slightly disappointed he wished to see his beloved goddess not these strange people who seemed as disoriented as him. His cold eyes washed over the servants who entered. "Where is my beloved Manera? Who are these people who defile my dreams..." His fingers dug into his chest wound drawing what remained of the arrow head out before twisting it around so the serrated point faced downwards just in case these beings were the nightmares returning to his scarred mind.
OOC Notes
Joshua was helped up by some strange looking men, setting him with his back against the headboard. He figured he'd follow the rules for gathering information: shut up and pay attention. The helpers seemed to be lifeless, only moving on occasion, not saying a word.
Then She Showed in his mind as she spoke to him: Do not worry, chosen few... So, he was going to live with Manera, after a long year of nothing but war... that actually sounded pretty nice, though he wondered how his men was doing... or if they were even still alive.... or anything, really.
'Welcome home... He was home now, wasn't he?... This place...heave... the house of dreams. He hadn't heard someone say' Welcome Home' in quite some time. It was quite comforting, actually....
He closed his eyes for a second then, after a little bit, decided to run a check on his body. He raised his right arm, turning it in multiple directions, then his left, "Arms are clear.... good"
He then moved his legs, bending them, and stretching them out again, "Strength is beginning to return my my legs... it seems i'm going to be okay after all... transtion between earth and heaven? Sounds... interesting, whatever it means.
He got up finally, taking a few steps, turned around, took another steps., moving his arms back and forth, "I think I'm well enough to get moving.." His voice was horse... he felt like he needed a drink of water, or SOMETHING
Then She Showed in his mind as she spoke to him: Do not worry, chosen few... So, he was going to live with Manera, after a long year of nothing but war... that actually sounded pretty nice, though he wondered how his men was doing... or if they were even still alive.... or anything, really.
'Welcome home... He was home now, wasn't he?... This place...heave... the house of dreams. He hadn't heard someone say' Welcome Home' in quite some time. It was quite comforting, actually....
He closed his eyes for a second then, after a little bit, decided to run a check on his body. He raised his right arm, turning it in multiple directions, then his left, "Arms are clear.... good"
He then moved his legs, bending them, and stretching them out again, "Strength is beginning to return my my legs... it seems i'm going to be okay after all... transtion between earth and heaven? Sounds... interesting, whatever it means.
He got up finally, taking a few steps, turned around, took another steps., moving his arms back and forth, "I think I'm well enough to get moving.." His voice was horse... he felt like he needed a drink of water, or SOMETHING
OOC Notes
... Welcome home.
Those were two words that Gunter had learned to mistrust. But he would trust the voice saying them now in a heartbeat. He breathed a few deep breaths, and lay still for a while, contemplating his situation. Supposedly, now he would stay here forever. He considered that probably to be a good arrangement, since this seemed to be heaven and Earth seemed to be pathetic and messed up. But then he started thinking more. Why did he get this? How did he deserve anything like this? Why was he chosen? Then he heard a few different voices speak up. They all sounded so harsh in contrast to Manera's voice. He pushed himself up with a little effort into a sitting position to find the speakers. They were five oddly dressed people and someone dressed as the goddess Athena sitting around on the other beds in the room. One man was pacing back and forth and another one was ripping an arrow out of his chest and demanding to see Manera.
Gunter turned to the Athena-girl. "I will come." Then he looked confusedly at the man who was standing. "This is not a dream. This is a fulfillment of an agreement. What are you saying, and why is - why was an arrow in your chest?"
Those were two words that Gunter had learned to mistrust. But he would trust the voice saying them now in a heartbeat. He breathed a few deep breaths, and lay still for a while, contemplating his situation. Supposedly, now he would stay here forever. He considered that probably to be a good arrangement, since this seemed to be heaven and Earth seemed to be pathetic and messed up. But then he started thinking more. Why did he get this? How did he deserve anything like this? Why was he chosen? Then he heard a few different voices speak up. They all sounded so harsh in contrast to Manera's voice. He pushed himself up with a little effort into a sitting position to find the speakers. They were five oddly dressed people and someone dressed as the goddess Athena sitting around on the other beds in the room. One man was pacing back and forth and another one was ripping an arrow out of his chest and demanding to see Manera.
Gunter turned to the Athena-girl. "I will come." Then he looked confusedly at the man who was standing. "This is not a dream. This is a fulfillment of an agreement. What are you saying, and why is - why was an arrow in your chest?"
OOC Notes
He cocked a brow towards this... eccentric man who would question his words. "Is not life a waking dream... and not death the final rest eternal? Do we not see what is beyond sight when we part the same as when we slumber? " He looked over the serrated head of the arrow he dislodged from his flesh. "As to why there was an arrow in my chest... he aimed better then I could dodged. Though the real question lies in the simply fact of what nation do you all hail from... I dislike the thought of such... eccentric persons coming close to my beloved goddess..." He shook his head before turning away from the lot of them. "Look at me, speaking to delusions... obviously your all people I've killed come back to haunt me." The warrior rationalized... after all... how could payment be to spend existence with the person he wished to be with for... eternity so obviously they were wrong and merely manifestations of a slowly deteriorating mind.
OOC Notes
Okay, any minute now.
What kind of dream required so much concentration to go back to sleep? The man tossed and turned quite a few times before giving up. No position seemed to help him go back to sleep. Jeremy's stomach growled once again, this time louder than ever, and his tired, exhausted eyes opened irritably. He moaned in protest. Maybe this wasn't just a dream -- it didn't feel like it was a dream anymore. His stomach continued to tell him it was as real as real could be through its rumbling. Maybe Wilhelmina decided to buy him a house as a pregnancy gift? But wouldn't it make more sense if Jeremy gave the house to Wilhelmina as she's the one who is pregnant? Oh, what did it matter, they both lived in the house so she probably gifted it to herself. Maybe this was his house, and all these strange-looking warrior people were his guards.. who slept in the same room as him? It's a possibility. This theory would be perfect if only he knew where his wife actually was. She didn't seem to be around.
That's when the voice finally spoke and welcomed all the people there to their new home, to Jeremy's new home. It took him a while but he eventually recognized it as a certain Goddess' voice who he had the pleasure of doing business with once. Jeremy felt a constant pounding in his head for a while now and it was driving him insane. He couldn't think straight. All of a sudden he saw some men in white outfits that were making sure that people stayed seated on their beds for some time. The servant that was supposed to attend to Jeremy came and tried to lift Jeremy's head back on to the pillow. The plump man shifted his weight back and forth in the bed every now and then so he dislocated his pillow. He was too tired to stretch his arm out and adjust the pillow himself. It wasn't just because he was mentally exhausted, but his body was aching everywhere, as well. Still, Jeremy was quite offended by this.
How dare a mere servant touch him without his permission? Did he not know who his master actually was? Where were the basic adequates of these servants? Jeremy wanted to point at him and give him a good lecture about life but he felt his mouth being completely dried out. His lower lip quivered as he tried to open his mouth to speak. He couldn't. Not giving up, Jeremy tried to wiggle out of the bed in protest but ended up rolling and falling out of the bed. It took three servants to pick him up and make him sit up properly on his bed.
Now slightly embarrassed, Jeremy felt like his headache was started to fade away. He scanned the people in the room with a look of constipation. He really wanted to ask the guy standing infront of him this very important question: why the heck do you have an arrow sticking out of your torso?! He still couldn't bring himself to. He needed food, it was his ultimate source of energy and goodness -- much more than the average human. He, nonetheless, chuckled at the sight weakly. Maybe he was from the circus. Jeremy continued to stare at everyone, waiting for something to happen.
What kind of dream required so much concentration to go back to sleep? The man tossed and turned quite a few times before giving up. No position seemed to help him go back to sleep. Jeremy's stomach growled once again, this time louder than ever, and his tired, exhausted eyes opened irritably. He moaned in protest. Maybe this wasn't just a dream -- it didn't feel like it was a dream anymore. His stomach continued to tell him it was as real as real could be through its rumbling. Maybe Wilhelmina decided to buy him a house as a pregnancy gift? But wouldn't it make more sense if Jeremy gave the house to Wilhelmina as she's the one who is pregnant? Oh, what did it matter, they both lived in the house so she probably gifted it to herself. Maybe this was his house, and all these strange-looking warrior people were his guards.. who slept in the same room as him? It's a possibility. This theory would be perfect if only he knew where his wife actually was. She didn't seem to be around.
That's when the voice finally spoke and welcomed all the people there to their new home, to Jeremy's new home. It took him a while but he eventually recognized it as a certain Goddess' voice who he had the pleasure of doing business with once. Jeremy felt a constant pounding in his head for a while now and it was driving him insane. He couldn't think straight. All of a sudden he saw some men in white outfits that were making sure that people stayed seated on their beds for some time. The servant that was supposed to attend to Jeremy came and tried to lift Jeremy's head back on to the pillow. The plump man shifted his weight back and forth in the bed every now and then so he dislocated his pillow. He was too tired to stretch his arm out and adjust the pillow himself. It wasn't just because he was mentally exhausted, but his body was aching everywhere, as well. Still, Jeremy was quite offended by this.
How dare a mere servant touch him without his permission? Did he not know who his master actually was? Where were the basic adequates of these servants? Jeremy wanted to point at him and give him a good lecture about life but he felt his mouth being completely dried out. His lower lip quivered as he tried to open his mouth to speak. He couldn't. Not giving up, Jeremy tried to wiggle out of the bed in protest but ended up rolling and falling out of the bed. It took three servants to pick him up and make him sit up properly on his bed.
Now slightly embarrassed, Jeremy felt like his headache was started to fade away. He scanned the people in the room with a look of constipation. He really wanted to ask the guy standing infront of him this very important question: why the heck do you have an arrow sticking out of your torso?! He still couldn't bring himself to. He needed food, it was his ultimate source of energy and goodness -- much more than the average human. He, nonetheless, chuckled at the sight weakly. Maybe he was from the circus. Jeremy continued to stare at everyone, waiting for something to happen.
OOC Notes
Gunter watched the man in confusion as he continued to philosophize. He still hadn't quite explained why he had an arrow in his chest. Who would he have been fighting who even used arrows anymore? Gunter would answer his question, though. "I am from -" Gunter began, but then the man turned away and denounced them all as delusions. Gunter squinted at him in confusion and annoyance, and concluded that, even though he hadn't managed to get a sane sentence out of the man, his eagerness to see Manera counted as a vote to go now. Gunter glanced at the Athena-girl, the pacing man, and the other girl and shrugged. "He seems to be coming."
Then he turned to view the portly man who had finally woken up and was now staring at them, saying and doing nothing. "Well?" the boy asked, "What do you say? Are you coming now, also?" But then he disregarded that question himself and, turning to the rest of the group, said, "We should introduce ourselves first. Who are we, how did we get here, and so on. I will start. I am called Gunter. I am here because Manera came to me and granted my wish. Is... that why you all are here?"
Then he turned to view the portly man who had finally woken up and was now staring at them, saying and doing nothing. "Well?" the boy asked, "What do you say? Are you coming now, also?" But then he disregarded that question himself and, turning to the rest of the group, said, "We should introduce ourselves first. Who are we, how did we get here, and so on. I will start. I am called Gunter. I am here because Manera came to me and granted my wish. Is... that why you all are here?"
OOC Notes
Athena nodded to the girl nearest to her and let her eyes travel to those around her. As they spoke she slowly got herself into the standing position, her legs still feeling weak but they could support her weight. Though she dared not to walk, she needed to give them time to heal themselves. Her impatience with her own body crept up on her as the males spoke, needing her answers but refusing to move until she felt she could stride into the goddess's hall without falling. She looked up just in time to hear herself referred to as a delusion from a man who appeared to be bleeding from the torso. She squinted her eyes at him, wondering if he himself was a madman. To so freely speak of seeing things he thought were not real, such was to receive a curse from Dionysos a god who sent wise kings mad. No proud Grecian would proclaim such a thing. But then.... It was if she had just noticed it as the young boy with a strange accent spoke up. Everyone here, they didn't look like they came from Greece at all! She wondered what parts of the world Manera had traveled too?
"I am called Gunter. I am here because Manera came to me and granted my wish. Is... that why you all are here?"
"Yes, I also know this Goddess, she came to grant my wish." she replied, her voice stronger, the hoarseness fading. "My name is Athena, young traveler." It was common among her town that strangers were called travelers, for they never stayed long as they continued their own journeys. She had often wished she could have been with them as they walked away guiding their own fate. She looked to the others, expecting a response. She did want to know their names, but most of all she wanted them to stall a little longer before they left for the main hall so she could gather her strength.
"I am called Gunter. I am here because Manera came to me and granted my wish. Is... that why you all are here?"
"Yes, I also know this Goddess, she came to grant my wish." she replied, her voice stronger, the hoarseness fading. "My name is Athena, young traveler." It was common among her town that strangers were called travelers, for they never stayed long as they continued their own journeys. She had often wished she could have been with them as they walked away guiding their own fate. She looked to the others, expecting a response. She did want to know their names, but most of all she wanted them to stall a little longer before they left for the main hall so she could gather her strength.
OOC Notes
This was getting strange, rather fst. A man had an arrow sticking out of his torso, a fat man who was walking like he owned the place, a girl in inersting clothes, and Joshua himself. "What a random group." He thought to himself, "Manera had gone to many different places, it seemed."
Then he was called a delusion by one of the men. No matter what or where Joshua was, this was the perfect opportunity to see someone act like a drunken fool. "ow do you know that YOU'RE not the delusion here?" He asked with a smile on his face, though he wanted to cut him, "You... kill me? Don't make me laugh. I've had rodents under my command that looked tougher than you..." He said, waiting to see his reaction, as riled up as he was,
" I'm Joshua. My Formal Name Is Joshua Vi Eliwood Da Jehanna, The Last part is where I'm from...but I don't like people referring me by my last name, except when I'm at the palace... Manera came to me as well, and helped me save my country from being overrun. I was continuing a year-long counter assault, fell asleep in the desert, and woke up here." He said, stretching his arms, glass that energy was returning to them
"Hello Athena... I'm glad to see someone polite...." He said, before using his hand to hide his mouth from the crazy guy, "and not crazy like him." He said with a slight laugh.
"Well, Let's go See Manera, I'm rather interested in getting the story from her, wouldn't you say?" He asked with a smile, taking a few steps, glad he could walk once again.
Then he was called a delusion by one of the men. No matter what or where Joshua was, this was the perfect opportunity to see someone act like a drunken fool. "ow do you know that YOU'RE not the delusion here?" He asked with a smile on his face, though he wanted to cut him, "You... kill me? Don't make me laugh. I've had rodents under my command that looked tougher than you..." He said, waiting to see his reaction, as riled up as he was,
" I'm Joshua. My Formal Name Is Joshua Vi Eliwood Da Jehanna, The Last part is where I'm from...but I don't like people referring me by my last name, except when I'm at the palace... Manera came to me as well, and helped me save my country from being overrun. I was continuing a year-long counter assault, fell asleep in the desert, and woke up here." He said, stretching his arms, glass that energy was returning to them
"Hello Athena... I'm glad to see someone polite...." He said, before using his hand to hide his mouth from the crazy guy, "and not crazy like him." He said with a slight laugh.
"Well, Let's go See Manera, I'm rather interested in getting the story from her, wouldn't you say?" He asked with a smile, taking a few steps, glad he could walk once again.
OOC Notes
Oh God. They were trying talk to him. Jeremy eyed the little boy who had questioned him from the corner of his eyes. What was a kid doing here? Who were these people? They didn't sound English at all, except for maybe that other man. That's besides the point, why should Jeremy talk with them? One of them seemed like an act from a circus -- The arrow in torso man, or was it just Arrowman. Regardless, they did not seem to be from the same social status and that was more than an enough reason to not mingle with any of them.
The agony and pain and suffering didn't end there, they started doing introductions. One by one, each person said their name and added that they were helped by Goddess Manera. Jeremy groaned inwardly, now fully regaining his strength. Before the crowd started pestering him, he figured he'd surrender and get it over with. "Jeremy Bergen.. you all can call me Sir Bergen, I suppose," the man muttered, drawing invisible circles on his pants with a finger.
The agony and pain and suffering didn't end there, they started doing introductions. One by one, each person said their name and added that they were helped by Goddess Manera. Jeremy groaned inwardly, now fully regaining his strength. Before the crowd started pestering him, he figured he'd surrender and get it over with. "Jeremy Bergen.. you all can call me Sir Bergen, I suppose," the man muttered, drawing invisible circles on his pants with a finger.
OOC Notes
Lia was finally able to get up from bed and stand upright. She continued to stretch herself as she watched the boy questioned the man who had an arrow on his chest. She just sighed and continued scanning the room; really an odd yet interesting group. She wanted to join in the conversation but something caught her attention a lot more.
"Whoa...these strangers are dressed like people in the old History books I found" she said to herself in a low voice as she timidly approached the others. Lia has a strange habit of talking to herself most of the times; probably because she was always alone while scavenging in the ruins back in her world. For that short while, she actually forgot about the situation she was in, the strange place and Manera. She just walked a bit closer to each stranger while eying them from head to toe with a big and excited smile on her face. And then when everybody started to introduce themselves, Lia positioned herself in straight stance and said with the biggest smile on her face while waving her hand ecstatically "Hi! I'm Lia Glain. Here because of the wish thing with Manera. She helped me save my parents."
Lia was aware that being excited in that situation was the wrong idea and made her seem odd but she just couldn't help it. She had always dreamed about the past world and there she was now, stuck with people who looked like they just jumped out of her history books.
"Whoa...these strangers are dressed like people in the old History books I found" she said to herself in a low voice as she timidly approached the others. Lia has a strange habit of talking to herself most of the times; probably because she was always alone while scavenging in the ruins back in her world. For that short while, she actually forgot about the situation she was in, the strange place and Manera. She just walked a bit closer to each stranger while eying them from head to toe with a big and excited smile on her face. And then when everybody started to introduce themselves, Lia positioned herself in straight stance and said with the biggest smile on her face while waving her hand ecstatically "Hi! I'm Lia Glain. Here because of the wish thing with Manera. She helped me save my parents."
Lia was aware that being excited in that situation was the wrong idea and made her seem odd but she just couldn't help it. She had always dreamed about the past world and there she was now, stuck with people who looked like they just jumped out of her history books.
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He idly tossed the arrow head into the air as Joshua made a retort. He caught what remained of the shaft before lodging it into the floor before Joshua's feet. "I have slain men ten times as strong and half as arrogant as you..." He turned his eyes washing over them before shrugging. "I am Koru Champion of Troy, these hands are beyond stained... they have become one with the blood of countless hundreds... my wish was simple, it was to be loved by Manera and spend eternity with her..." He eyed the supposed commander. "Your not a true warrior until you feel the onslaught of madness with every man you slay."
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Gunter looked confusedly at the 'Champion of Troy,' who couldn't seem to stop spouting disturbing stuff. "Um," he said slowly, "OK." He began to say something else but was distracted by a rather enthusiatic hello.
'Hi! I'm Lia Glain. Here because of the wish thing with Manera. She helped me save my parents.'
"Hallo!" Said Gunter, surprised. "What an entrance! Well!" He said, standing up suddenly, "Shall - woah." He almost lost his balance and had to steady himself on the bed. He had forgotten that he was still a little weak. "Shall we go then?" Gunter was in incredibly high spirits all of a sudden. Maybe it was this place... the fact that it was heaven, the fact that it wasn't Earth, he didn't know. Perhaps he was just excited to be in a place that he could trust. He felt alive, he felt - Wait. He stopped trying to walk and sat back down on the bed slowly. "So, this is heaven. That was Earth. We are in heaven. We are not on Earth. So, that means that we are, certifiably, dead?" Gunter looked around the room inquisitively, and a little concerned. He wasn't sure he liked the idea of being dead. What would his parents do when they found him missing? Would they worry? Would they think that he had run away? Or gotten kidnapped? He wanted answers. And he knew where to get them. He stood up again and said, a bit more seriously this time, "We should go speak with Manera now." And he walked to the door.
'Hi! I'm Lia Glain. Here because of the wish thing with Manera. She helped me save my parents.'
"Hallo!" Said Gunter, surprised. "What an entrance! Well!" He said, standing up suddenly, "Shall - woah." He almost lost his balance and had to steady himself on the bed. He had forgotten that he was still a little weak. "Shall we go then?" Gunter was in incredibly high spirits all of a sudden. Maybe it was this place... the fact that it was heaven, the fact that it wasn't Earth, he didn't know. Perhaps he was just excited to be in a place that he could trust. He felt alive, he felt - Wait. He stopped trying to walk and sat back down on the bed slowly. "So, this is heaven. That was Earth. We are in heaven. We are not on Earth. So, that means that we are, certifiably, dead?" Gunter looked around the room inquisitively, and a little concerned. He wasn't sure he liked the idea of being dead. What would his parents do when they found him missing? Would they worry? Would they think that he had run away? Or gotten kidnapped? He wanted answers. And he knew where to get them. He stood up again and said, a bit more seriously this time, "We should go speak with Manera now." And he walked to the door.
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"Honey," Aaron called as he walked through the front door of their home, "I'm back." He closed the door and put his keys in the little bowl his wife and daughter had made just for that purpose; it was easy to see that it had been constructed in the hands of a four year old. He smiled and headed to his little girl's room, knowing that since he wasn't greeted then she and his wife would both be in there.
As he approached the room he could hear his wife's voice telling a story. He knew it was his daughter's favorite. He stood outside the half-closed door and listened. It was a story that his wife had made up specially for Hailey, about a princess who was saved by a miracle. His little girl liked it because it was about a princess, and Aaron liked it because it was true. Hailey was his princess and she was better now. He still couldn't believe that it had already been a year and not a single bad doctor's visit since that night that he'd seen the angel.
When his wife finished the story he walked into the room with his arms open wide. He scooped the little girl into his arms as she began to giggle. "How is Daddy's little princess?" He spun her around, earning more laughter instead of a reply.
"Aaron!" his wife exclaimed trying to look angry despite the smile on her face. "I just put her to bed!"
He laughed and kissed the woman's cheek. "Sorry, honey," he replied, "Couldn't resist giving the princess a kiss goodnight."
"That wasn't a kiss," she replied, crossing her arms over her chest. "How was work?"
Aaron yawned; he'd done that a lot today. "It was good," he replied, "Just tired." He looked at the little girl in his arms when she yawned as well. "Is Princess Hailey sleepy too?" he questioned. She shook her curly head and he grinned as she tried to keep her big blue eyes open. "Well, Daddy wants you to get your beauty sleep okay?"
Hailey laughed and kissed his cheek. "I love you Daddy."
He kissed her cheek in turn and laid her back in her bed. "Good night, sweetheart."
Aaron and his wife turned the lights off and walked out. He yawned again.
"You do sound tired, baby," his wife said. "You need to get some sleep. I'm sure you're a much better surgeon that way," she teased.
He yawned yet again before answering. "And when does your shift start?"
"I was actually waiting for you to get home. Sally called and said she can't make her shift so I'm going to take it. She's going to take mine." She kissed his lips. "You go get some sleep, and I'll let you know when I get home."
He nodded, yawning again. "Love you," he said.
"Love you too."
About fifteen minutes later Aaron was in his bed, unusually tired. His eyes slipped from the picture of his daughter on his nightstand, and the next thing he knew they were opening to a room that he had never seen before in his life. His body felt heavy as he tried to sit up. What was going on? He tried to look around and noticed other beds like the one he was in, and he could hear others talking. There was a group of strange-looking people. He thought he heard a voice that he recognized, a beautiful female voice, but this had to be some weird dream. What did she say?
He noticed the others out of bed and tried to do the same; he nearly fell flat on his face but was caught by some... servants maybe? "Where am I?" he questioned. He heard the boy, "Who's Manera?" He didn't recognize the name at all.
As he approached the room he could hear his wife's voice telling a story. He knew it was his daughter's favorite. He stood outside the half-closed door and listened. It was a story that his wife had made up specially for Hailey, about a princess who was saved by a miracle. His little girl liked it because it was about a princess, and Aaron liked it because it was true. Hailey was his princess and she was better now. He still couldn't believe that it had already been a year and not a single bad doctor's visit since that night that he'd seen the angel.
When his wife finished the story he walked into the room with his arms open wide. He scooped the little girl into his arms as she began to giggle. "How is Daddy's little princess?" He spun her around, earning more laughter instead of a reply.
"Aaron!" his wife exclaimed trying to look angry despite the smile on her face. "I just put her to bed!"
He laughed and kissed the woman's cheek. "Sorry, honey," he replied, "Couldn't resist giving the princess a kiss goodnight."
"That wasn't a kiss," she replied, crossing her arms over her chest. "How was work?"
Aaron yawned; he'd done that a lot today. "It was good," he replied, "Just tired." He looked at the little girl in his arms when she yawned as well. "Is Princess Hailey sleepy too?" he questioned. She shook her curly head and he grinned as she tried to keep her big blue eyes open. "Well, Daddy wants you to get your beauty sleep okay?"
Hailey laughed and kissed his cheek. "I love you Daddy."
He kissed her cheek in turn and laid her back in her bed. "Good night, sweetheart."
Aaron and his wife turned the lights off and walked out. He yawned again.
"You do sound tired, baby," his wife said. "You need to get some sleep. I'm sure you're a much better surgeon that way," she teased.
He yawned yet again before answering. "And when does your shift start?"
"I was actually waiting for you to get home. Sally called and said she can't make her shift so I'm going to take it. She's going to take mine." She kissed his lips. "You go get some sleep, and I'll let you know when I get home."
He nodded, yawning again. "Love you," he said.
"Love you too."
About fifteen minutes later Aaron was in his bed, unusually tired. His eyes slipped from the picture of his daughter on his nightstand, and the next thing he knew they were opening to a room that he had never seen before in his life. His body felt heavy as he tried to sit up. What was going on? He tried to look around and noticed other beds like the one he was in, and he could hear others talking. There was a group of strange-looking people. He thought he heard a voice that he recognized, a beautiful female voice, but this had to be some weird dream. What did she say?
He noticed the others out of bed and tried to do the same; he nearly fell flat on his face but was caught by some... servants maybe? "Where am I?" he questioned. He heard the boy, "Who's Manera?" He didn't recognize the name at all.
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"Whatever you say, Tough Guy." Joshua said. rolling his eyes at the 'champion if Troy....wherever that is. The fact that he had never heard of it spoke volumes about the man before him. "...and, In case you didn't realize, she doesn't love you in that way. Exhibit A: " He said waving his hand t o everybody. "But I digress. It wouldn't be right to appear so Vulgar in front of the women. Even champion should know that." He said, before deciding to ignore this.
He turned to the man known as Gunther, "That IS a pretty food point. Were we killed off? Or did we get separated from our bodies somehow or...what? I'm afraid I'm no expert on this kind of thing. Even the Alchemists back at the palace would be hesitant to explain this."
He then turned to the Lia person that had eyed him earlier, "You seem to be excited, Young miss... oh, where are my manners? Echante He said, bowing slightly to her, then the other woman, Athena. He would have kissed their hands, had they offered them, just like his mother had taught him.
"Then next question is: WHEN are we? We don't exactly look like a group here... and some of you have different types of Material on. Take... Miss Lia here." He said, then pointed at his shirt, "See the very thickness of the shirt? and see hers? It's completely different, like there was a brand new way of making clothes than the wool and yarn that my people use. "I'm from The year of 1003. Turn of the first Millennium. What about you guys?
He then turned as someone new had just woken up, "Hello there! You my friend, are in Heaven. Probably dead. Let's have some fun, okay?" HE asked
He turned to the man known as Gunther, "That IS a pretty food point. Were we killed off? Or did we get separated from our bodies somehow or...what? I'm afraid I'm no expert on this kind of thing. Even the Alchemists back at the palace would be hesitant to explain this."
He then turned to the Lia person that had eyed him earlier, "You seem to be excited, Young miss... oh, where are my manners? Echante He said, bowing slightly to her, then the other woman, Athena. He would have kissed their hands, had they offered them, just like his mother had taught him.
"Then next question is: WHEN are we? We don't exactly look like a group here... and some of you have different types of Material on. Take... Miss Lia here." He said, then pointed at his shirt, "See the very thickness of the shirt? and see hers? It's completely different, like there was a brand new way of making clothes than the wool and yarn that my people use. "I'm from The year of 1003. Turn of the first Millennium. What about you guys?
He then turned as someone new had just woken up, "Hello there! You my friend, are in Heaven. Probably dead. Let's have some fun, okay?" HE asked
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Athena's eyebrows raised at the over enthusiasm of her fellow female in the room ignoring the jousts of them men. Some of which she had come all too familiar with in her own home. Often jealous she could not join in the boasting herself. But her ears did cast on one thing "history books" so this woman could read, she must have been from the upper classes like herself! As her strength returned to her legs she listened carefully to the conversations around her nodding every so often as she kept up with their fast tongues. She couldn't help but laugh when Joshua claimed to be from the year 1003. Her hearty tones echoing in the room.
"My dear gladiator from the foreign lands, the millennium is but nearly a half a century away" her hand shot up to her mouth covering her laughter, maybe those from a different land kept a different time. She mustn't be rude. "I don't know how your country keep time, may the gods punish my arrogance, if the Romans have not educated you yet to their systems you would not know." Her reference was to the current Roman take over of the world, where Greece had been conquered and the Empire was very much still alive. Athena hadn't even let the idea they actually might be from other parts of time cross her mind, such a thought was beyond her.
"By the great Zeus, I agree with the young traveler!" she said pointing at Gunther, the young traveler now being the nickname that seemed to have stuck in her mind. Confident she could now walk she strode over to the new man who had woken up. "We must go and see Manera. You will know her once you hear her, she has summoned us and we find find her! It will be like a hunt!" she exclaimed a grin spreading over her face.
"My dear gladiator from the foreign lands, the millennium is but nearly a half a century away" her hand shot up to her mouth covering her laughter, maybe those from a different land kept a different time. She mustn't be rude. "I don't know how your country keep time, may the gods punish my arrogance, if the Romans have not educated you yet to their systems you would not know." Her reference was to the current Roman take over of the world, where Greece had been conquered and the Empire was very much still alive. Athena hadn't even let the idea they actually might be from other parts of time cross her mind, such a thought was beyond her.
"By the great Zeus, I agree with the young traveler!" she said pointing at Gunther, the young traveler now being the nickname that seemed to have stuck in her mind. Confident she could now walk she strode over to the new man who had woken up. "We must go and see Manera. You will know her once you hear her, she has summoned us and we find find her! It will be like a hunt!" she exclaimed a grin spreading over her face.
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Dead? No; he couldn't be dead. His daughter...
Whoever Manera was, apparently she would give him answers.
He took a timid step, only a little wobbly. "This can't be Heaven," he said. Not without Hailey. Not without his wife.
It was beautiful here, he could see that easily. It certainly looked heavenly, but he couldn't be dead. His daughter had gotten better! She needed him! Suddenly, he remembered a year ago... The beautiful vision he'd seen that promised to grant him a wish: any wish that he wanted. All he wanted was for his daughter to get better. He wanted nothing more than that; he hadn't even asked what he needed to give in turn and the women hadn't told him. She had only smiled and promised to make Hailey better, and that was all that mattered to him. The woman could have asked for the heart from his chest and she could have taken it from him.
He had convinced himself that she was just a vision, an escape from reality. But she had to have been real, he had just woken up into the proof. However, what did she want? What had he bargained for his daughter's life? "Let's find this woman," he said.
Whoever Manera was, apparently she would give him answers.
He took a timid step, only a little wobbly. "This can't be Heaven," he said. Not without Hailey. Not without his wife.
It was beautiful here, he could see that easily. It certainly looked heavenly, but he couldn't be dead. His daughter had gotten better! She needed him! Suddenly, he remembered a year ago... The beautiful vision he'd seen that promised to grant him a wish: any wish that he wanted. All he wanted was for his daughter to get better. He wanted nothing more than that; he hadn't even asked what he needed to give in turn and the women hadn't told him. She had only smiled and promised to make Hailey better, and that was all that mattered to him. The woman could have asked for the heart from his chest and she could have taken it from him.
He had convinced himself that she was just a vision, an escape from reality. But she had to have been real, he had just woken up into the proof. However, what did she want? What had he bargained for his daughter's life? "Let's find this woman," he said.
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"So you've submitted... very good to know that the weaker man knows his place" He closed his eyes calmly . "We all hail from different lands... which would mean we all speak different languages... yet we understand them all the same. Which means you will understand this boy..." He said looking at Joshua. "If your right... and my wish has come to an end... that means your own has too. That means the nation you saved with a wish..." He smiled lightly. "Will be undone for the wish saved it... and without it... its' original fate will return." He looked Joshua over. "The only thing that separates you from me is the fact that when we saved our nations.... you needed a wish, I did not." With that he started to walk out of the room deciding to find Manera on his own.
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Sorry it took me so long to post! Creating a lot of other characters, and then I got caught up in one. But I'm back now. :)
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Yeah we should just continue. And maybe once we get it up and running again, the others will start posting too
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Alrighty keep trying to get Childish I'll see if I can get Sneakers!
*Walks away with a tackle box and a fishing rod* Going try to bait um.
*Walks away with a tackle box and a fishing rod* Going try to bait um.
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OK everyone I've decided as players we can't let this Role-Play die. Lets continue with our lives their for now until we can get a hold of childish and see of Sneakers is still in the role-play.
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Childish lets fast forward till were animals and hopefully we'll jump start this back into full swing.
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I've no idea but we all gotta continue with this somehow or else the rp will definitely die O_O
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I think something happened to Sneakers. He hasn't been on for a while and we were all waiting for him to post and then nothing happened. How should we go about fixing this?
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*sigh*....did what I say earlier just jinx this rp U_U
What happened to everyone?
What happened to everyone?
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Awesome! Thanks! I think I did my wish wrong though, Ill change it if you want.
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It isn't gonna die :) Xmas got the better of everyone but now back on the roleplay wagon!
Left a long post there from Athena so everyone can describe what they've discovered, whatever but everyone isn't going to feel well in one way or another. Then I'll start the animal madness!
@Java and werebite I'll take a look at both of your applications and let you know ^^
Left a long post there from Athena so everyone can describe what they've discovered, whatever but everyone isn't going to feel well in one way or another. Then I'll start the animal madness!
@Java and werebite I'll take a look at both of your applications and let you know ^^
