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OOC Notes
A mansion stood tall over in Luxemburg, pillars of Granite and floors of a smooth tile, it was a rather large mansion. The homestead had sixteen rooms, but only one was used, this was a room of 59' X 59', it was used for meetings. Novarick sat in a chair behind a Oak desk, outlined in gold and the window behind him opened showing a rather beautiful sight of a pond. He awaited Sinfulsoul..
OOC Notes
SinfulSoul had finally reverted back from his Demonic form into his normal, more controlled and graceful Draken form. His body was covered in his usual black cloak attire with the hood draped over his head, concealing his face in shadows. Merely two symmetric and parallel strands of black hair dropped out of the hood he wore traced with faint strands of blood red.
He approached the mansion as he had been summoned to a meeting of which he felt may hold some significance. He arrived at night of course, in his Draken form he felt more comfortable with baring control over the shadows. He finally came to the door and paused. Suddenly his body seemed to fall towards the ground and merge into the shadow given off by the half full moon. His shadow instantly zipped through the door and darted its way in an erratic unpredictable course, only to find himself moments later in the single room which seemed to radiate life. His body peeled out of the shadowy puddle and reformed itself as he appeared before. He seemed to glide forward as he moved his body partially into the light directly ahead of the oak desk.
"You rang?"
He approached the mansion as he had been summoned to a meeting of which he felt may hold some significance. He arrived at night of course, in his Draken form he felt more comfortable with baring control over the shadows. He finally came to the door and paused. Suddenly his body seemed to fall towards the ground and merge into the shadow given off by the half full moon. His shadow instantly zipped through the door and darted its way in an erratic unpredictable course, only to find himself moments later in the single room which seemed to radiate life. His body peeled out of the shadowy puddle and reformed itself as he appeared before. He seemed to glide forward as he moved his body partially into the light directly ahead of the oak desk.
"You rang?"
OOC Notes
A man in a pitch black long hooded coat began to step up a few steps in the front door. He looked about and saw no security around the area so he stuck out his right hand and pushed open the mansions doors. As he stepped in, there was about ten soldiers waiting for him, each one pointing their rifle's at him. Gears laughed a bit at this as he placed his hands on the ground. As he did, ice began to cover the ground and slowly freeze the soldiers as he walked towards the office of Novarick.
As he entered the office, he noticed something. He noticed it was his trainer, the man that taught him how to use ice.
"Good evening. Are you still cold hearted as hell? And what do you need?"
As he entered the office, he noticed something. He noticed it was his trainer, the man that taught him how to use ice.
"Good evening. Are you still cold hearted as hell? And what do you need?"
OOC Notes
Novarick looked around, now seeing Gundam Gears, and SinfulSoul in the vacinity. His raven red eye's looked at the two from behind his black porcelain mask, having a sinister look in them.
"Sinful, thank you for coming, you too, Gears. And Yes I did call you Sinful, and yes Gears, I am still cold hearted as hell. But this cold hearted bastard trained you, remember that. Now, It might be awhile before Treize arrives, so I have made you accomodations in some rooms, each of you will being staying here for a bit, so please, make yourself at home. Anything you want or need, will be provided, from water all the way to your sexual needs. This is your part time home till Treize arrives."
"Sinful, thank you for coming, you too, Gears. And Yes I did call you Sinful, and yes Gears, I am still cold hearted as hell. But this cold hearted bastard trained you, remember that. Now, It might be awhile before Treize arrives, so I have made you accomodations in some rooms, each of you will being staying here for a bit, so please, make yourself at home. Anything you want or need, will be provided, from water all the way to your sexual needs. This is your part time home till Treize arrives."
OOC Notes
The man known these days simple as Grifter made his way quietly through the grounds. Unseen. Undetected. His goggles were covering his icy eyes as the area was lit up in night vision green.
The skilled thief scaled his way up the drain pipe to the second floor awning where he crouched upon his haunches. His left hand raised up to the goggles and tapped them gently to change them from night vision to motion tracking.
He cautiously dropped his head so he could get a clear sideways veiw of the window next to him. Nothing. There was enough light coming from the window for him to see so he slid the specs onto his black spiked hair.
He gently tapped upon the window, easing it open before sliding in. His long grey coat tailing him. Grifter landed soundless, upon the marble floor below in a kneel before raising to his full height.
Two massive doors stood out directly in front of him as he scoped the floor. That must be the room.
He returned to his full height before strolling casually, yet quietly over and pushing the solid doors open.
It appears two men were just about to leave as Grifter happened upon them. Sinful Soul and Gundam Gears. He knew these two through Treize's teachings. The one behind the desk must be the one he was here to meet.
"Well, hello there. I'm Treize's business associate, Grifter."
The skilled thief scaled his way up the drain pipe to the second floor awning where he crouched upon his haunches. His left hand raised up to the goggles and tapped them gently to change them from night vision to motion tracking.
He cautiously dropped his head so he could get a clear sideways veiw of the window next to him. Nothing. There was enough light coming from the window for him to see so he slid the specs onto his black spiked hair.
He gently tapped upon the window, easing it open before sliding in. His long grey coat tailing him. Grifter landed soundless, upon the marble floor below in a kneel before raising to his full height.
Two massive doors stood out directly in front of him as he scoped the floor. That must be the room.
He returned to his full height before strolling casually, yet quietly over and pushing the solid doors open.
It appears two men were just about to leave as Grifter happened upon them. Sinful Soul and Gundam Gears. He knew these two through Treize's teachings. The one behind the desk must be the one he was here to meet.
"Well, hello there. I'm Treize's business associate, Grifter."
OOC Notes
A sigh would escape from behind his mask, not depression but of annoyance. His eye's looked upon the Grifter, showing no content to the man as he continued to write down a letter that would soon be presented.
"You could have entered through the front door and been more un-noticed. Trully, you are not that sneaky sir. But I am on an important run. I need the top people here.. Treize for his wittiness and connections, Gears for his Mechanical engineering and SinfulSoul for their power. Now, If you would like sir, You may stay here, rest and eat for now. A meeting will be held the next day, that is when we shall describe the details."
With that being said, he lowered his head and continued to write his document. He slowly lifted his left hand up, ice engulfing it as he froze the room, to Tundra. A slight laugh being heard from beneath his black porcelain mask.
"You could have entered through the front door and been more un-noticed. Trully, you are not that sneaky sir. But I am on an important run. I need the top people here.. Treize for his wittiness and connections, Gears for his Mechanical engineering and SinfulSoul for their power. Now, If you would like sir, You may stay here, rest and eat for now. A meeting will be held the next day, that is when we shall describe the details."
With that being said, he lowered his head and continued to write his document. He slowly lifted his left hand up, ice engulfing it as he froze the room, to Tundra. A slight laugh being heard from beneath his black porcelain mask.
OOC Notes
Just as the room began to freeze, his body was quickly engulfed in a bright orange flame. It would last for only a couple seconds before it died down. What appeared to have remained was a charred corpse of his body. Steam rose from the charred ashes as they began to fall from the crippled body. It seemed like a stream of wind blew by and carried off the charred pieces of his body. They drifted through the air in tiny fragments, moving in strange erratic manner, causing them to disperse and come together again repeatedly in no particular pattern as they drifted through the air. It was as if there were paranormal forces pulling them together then tearing them apart again and again.
The fragments of his charred body would drift out of the room just as it froze solid, the heat being radiated off his charred pieces providing just enough time to escape. They drifted down a hallway and headed towards the last door. As if there was some order brought to the chaotic movements of his floating ashes, they suddenly organized closer together and quickly passed through the crevices of the door to the other side. The door immediately locked on it's own and the charred pieces gathered together to reform the shape of SinfulSoul's body. Once the basic shape of his body had been established, the other layer of ash disintegrated as if it were never there, revealing his original self intact in perfect form.
He viewed the room around him, finding it to be of a very comfortable standard. He wasn't displeased with the environment, though he would have rather went straight to business. His body lifted off the ground and raised itself over the bed. A shadowy portal opened up beneath him on the bed's surface in which his body was sucked in to rest among the darkest shadows of hell until he was summoned again. The portal would remain open (fueled by his own power) to allow a direct connection back into the mansion's realm.
The fragments of his charred body would drift out of the room just as it froze solid, the heat being radiated off his charred pieces providing just enough time to escape. They drifted down a hallway and headed towards the last door. As if there was some order brought to the chaotic movements of his floating ashes, they suddenly organized closer together and quickly passed through the crevices of the door to the other side. The door immediately locked on it's own and the charred pieces gathered together to reform the shape of SinfulSoul's body. Once the basic shape of his body had been established, the other layer of ash disintegrated as if it were never there, revealing his original self intact in perfect form.
He viewed the room around him, finding it to be of a very comfortable standard. He wasn't displeased with the environment, though he would have rather went straight to business. His body lifted off the ground and raised itself over the bed. A shadowy portal opened up beneath him on the bed's surface in which his body was sucked in to rest among the darkest shadows of hell until he was summoned again. The portal would remain open (fueled by his own power) to allow a direct connection back into the mansion's realm.
OOC Notes
He scowled at the man behind the mask. He had not even been introduced to him yet and Grifter could not help but loath his very existence. No one called his tactics dilute. He wanted just to smack the man verbally, but he deiced to hold his tongue. He was here for Treize.
After the man behind the desk finished his sentence Grifter spoke up.
"Well, in case you didn't get it before, I am here as an ambassador for Mr. Khushrenada."
Sarcasm filled his annoyed voice. When these words had barely left his lips Novarick raised a hand. Grifter blinked for a moment before pure cold energy began to expel itself from the palm of this mans hand. The doors behind him began to shut but with a back spring to a round off, Grifter managed to make it easily out the door.
Child's play he thought as he made his way into one of the side rooms still angry as hell at the mans tone towards him. The door to a respective room slammed just before Sinful began to re-solidify.
After the man behind the desk finished his sentence Grifter spoke up.
"Well, in case you didn't get it before, I am here as an ambassador for Mr. Khushrenada."
Sarcasm filled his annoyed voice. When these words had barely left his lips Novarick raised a hand. Grifter blinked for a moment before pure cold energy began to expel itself from the palm of this mans hand. The doors behind him began to shut but with a back spring to a round off, Grifter managed to make it easily out the door.
Child's play he thought as he made his way into one of the side rooms still angry as hell at the mans tone towards him. The door to a respective room slammed just before Sinful began to re-solidify.
OOC Notes
The next day, around 12:37 p.m., Sacion began to gather the people into a room. This room was a dining room filled with a bounty of different foods for everyone. The food covored a table made of pure Redwood and Platinum outlining of different shapes. About 10 chairs sat around the table, giving everyone their own place to sit. When Sacion sat down, he began to speak a few words..
-Sorry for the rudeness yesterday, but I have important business I had to respond to, and that business is the reason I have summoned you. I have lately been at a dilema due to the fact that Washington D.C. and Tokyo have been planning an attack on France, due to the fact that I have arrived here. They are taking on Europe, and I am not supporting that bit of information at all. And I have a feeling that a few other cities may help them. If I am not correct, do not dispise me, but I have heard Rumor that a city called Wing City may be helping them, I am not certain but I have had rumor. I have summoned you people because I am requesting your aid to help stop this attack from happening. Now if you accept please sign this waver, showing that I am in no way responsible for what may happen to you.-
Sacion slowly passed out the papers, each one being of a fine feeling. Hopefully he would have the aid of these people to help him stop this attack.Each paper read..
-I do not in any way hold responsible the man named Sacion Novarick for anything that may happen. All that this man may be held for is food, housing, and health. IF I may die in this fact, A proper funeral will be held for myself, but in no case may Sacion Novarick be held, or sued for my death-
At the bottom of this paper, there was a line with an X by it, where these people may sign their names.
After the papers where handed out, Sacion began to eat, different foods, from Eggs and Bacon to Steak and Shark..
-I pray you people help me in this matter, I will not force you to help me, and I will not hate you if you walk away, but it would mean a lot if you great people helped.-
-Sorry for the rudeness yesterday, but I have important business I had to respond to, and that business is the reason I have summoned you. I have lately been at a dilema due to the fact that Washington D.C. and Tokyo have been planning an attack on France, due to the fact that I have arrived here. They are taking on Europe, and I am not supporting that bit of information at all. And I have a feeling that a few other cities may help them. If I am not correct, do not dispise me, but I have heard Rumor that a city called Wing City may be helping them, I am not certain but I have had rumor. I have summoned you people because I am requesting your aid to help stop this attack from happening. Now if you accept please sign this waver, showing that I am in no way responsible for what may happen to you.-
Sacion slowly passed out the papers, each one being of a fine feeling. Hopefully he would have the aid of these people to help him stop this attack.Each paper read..
-I do not in any way hold responsible the man named Sacion Novarick for anything that may happen. All that this man may be held for is food, housing, and health. IF I may die in this fact, A proper funeral will be held for myself, but in no case may Sacion Novarick be held, or sued for my death-
At the bottom of this paper, there was a line with an X by it, where these people may sign their names.
After the papers where handed out, Sacion began to eat, different foods, from Eggs and Bacon to Steak and Shark..
-I pray you people help me in this matter, I will not force you to help me, and I will not hate you if you walk away, but it would mean a lot if you great people helped.-
OOC Notes
Grifter was silent until Novarick had started eating and he had a chance to look it over. He carefully read that paper top to bottom. He even read the paper over a second time before pushing it away.
He turned his body to face Novarick and straightened his shoulders and his back so he was sitting up straight. He raised his chin up as he looked over Novarick and thought carefully about how exactly to word his next speech.
The words suddenly came to him. He repeated them over a couple of times in his mind, just like Treize had advised before opening his mouth to speak.
"Mr. Sacion, as you should well know, I cannot sign this. I am simply an ambassador. What I can do is take your proposal back to my employer and have him look it over. You would be able to expect his answer before a fortnight has passed."
He replied calmly and firmly. His eyes still upon Novarick as he lifted his head to look over Grifter. He then decided to add:
"His answer will come through me, of course."
Well done. He thought to himself. He played that very calmly and sophisticated, just like he was taught.
He turned his body to face Novarick and straightened his shoulders and his back so he was sitting up straight. He raised his chin up as he looked over Novarick and thought carefully about how exactly to word his next speech.
The words suddenly came to him. He repeated them over a couple of times in his mind, just like Treize had advised before opening his mouth to speak.
"Mr. Sacion, as you should well know, I cannot sign this. I am simply an ambassador. What I can do is take your proposal back to my employer and have him look it over. You would be able to expect his answer before a fortnight has passed."
He replied calmly and firmly. His eyes still upon Novarick as he lifted his head to look over Grifter. He then decided to add:
"His answer will come through me, of course."
Well done. He thought to himself. He played that very calmly and sophisticated, just like he was taught.
OOC Notes
SinfulSoul had silently sat at his designated chair. The foods were definitely grand, but these kinds of luxuries didn't appeal to him. Not now at least, for a great loss from his past still lingered in his mind dulling the desires of material luxuries of this sort. Now was not the time to be thinking about that though, he was in an unfamiliar place with aristocrats and surely devious minds. He should know, he himself was the worst kind.
The reasonings for his presence here seemed petty to him. What did he care of human trifles? He was infused with Royal Draken blood and had finally become part of the coveted family. He was one of the few remaining males in line for the throne and the only Prince of Hell that bothered to roam the Earth realm. His loyalties lie in Hell and Ai-- ...Never mind, that particular loyalty is history now.
On the other hand, his "other" side did have a need to feed, and keeping it neglected would only reduce his power. He did enjoy the thrill of war, and surely he could help to promote this war instead of stop it. But no one here needed to know that...
When his copy of the paper finally came around, he quickly glanced over it. There wasn't much on it, really. The minor technicalities were just another plague of a bureaucratic human society. He didn't expect them to understand his (more logical) ways. After listening to Treize's lapdog respond, he decided it was his turn to deliver a response. He merely extended his right index finger towards the paper as a red molten glow shined at the tip. He mildly moved his finger around in the air, drawing out the letters of his name. Simultaneously, a molten red glow on the paper followed the path he traced in the air. Soon the paper sizzled with his unusual molten ink which glowed with his signature displaying his real name: Amadeus Draken
"These kinds of legalities don't mean anything to us. They simply provide comfort or fear to those of a weaker mind. We have our own way of settling disputes."
He suppressed a snicker to a smirk behind the shadows of which he concealed his face. The lights of the dining room and the sun of the mid-day revealed the pale complexion of his chin. It was devoid of any wrinkles or faults, it almost looked like fake flesh wrapped tightly over his bone structure.
"Though I doubt your sources, I can't say an invasion is a bad idea. Regardless, here's your silly little paper."
And with that, he flicked the paper over to the man at he head of the table. The paper spun in the air as it traveled along the linear path to land on the edge of the table, to the right of any plates that sat there.
The reasonings for his presence here seemed petty to him. What did he care of human trifles? He was infused with Royal Draken blood and had finally become part of the coveted family. He was one of the few remaining males in line for the throne and the only Prince of Hell that bothered to roam the Earth realm. His loyalties lie in Hell and Ai-- ...Never mind, that particular loyalty is history now.
On the other hand, his "other" side did have a need to feed, and keeping it neglected would only reduce his power. He did enjoy the thrill of war, and surely he could help to promote this war instead of stop it. But no one here needed to know that...
When his copy of the paper finally came around, he quickly glanced over it. There wasn't much on it, really. The minor technicalities were just another plague of a bureaucratic human society. He didn't expect them to understand his (more logical) ways. After listening to Treize's lapdog respond, he decided it was his turn to deliver a response. He merely extended his right index finger towards the paper as a red molten glow shined at the tip. He mildly moved his finger around in the air, drawing out the letters of his name. Simultaneously, a molten red glow on the paper followed the path he traced in the air. Soon the paper sizzled with his unusual molten ink which glowed with his signature displaying his real name: Amadeus Draken
"These kinds of legalities don't mean anything to us. They simply provide comfort or fear to those of a weaker mind. We have our own way of settling disputes."
He suppressed a snicker to a smirk behind the shadows of which he concealed his face. The lights of the dining room and the sun of the mid-day revealed the pale complexion of his chin. It was devoid of any wrinkles or faults, it almost looked like fake flesh wrapped tightly over his bone structure.
"Though I doubt your sources, I can't say an invasion is a bad idea. Regardless, here's your silly little paper."
And with that, he flicked the paper over to the man at he head of the table. The paper spun in the air as it traveled along the linear path to land on the edge of the table, to the right of any plates that sat there.
OOC Notes
Sacion looked at the Grifter and Amadeus with satisfaction. Thhey did not ask any questions and they were calm about it. He took the paper from Amadeus and looked at it for a moment. He then placed it in a suit case and stood up.
-Thank you Grifter, you handled it quite nicely, so please stay as long as you wish, but get that paper to Treize and have him read it. As for you Amadeus, I would like a private speech with you. I have a feeling me and you are more alike than you think. But thank you, I appreciate your generosity, taking the time to sign this document.-
With that being said, Sacion stood up and walked back towards his office carrying his suitcase. With each step he took, each breathe that escaped his lips, there was ice.
-I have a Draken in my presence. I did not expect that, but this should be interesting.-Sacion thought to himself.- But I have no concern, for Drakens are the allies of the Frost Monarchs..-
A slight chuckle escaped his lips from behind his blue porcelain mask.
Finally he reached his office and sat down. He felt something coming, but what was it.. A huge amount of fire.. or Fire Energy..
-It couldn't be, could it?- He mumbled. -There is no way that the last Fire Monarch lasted.. No way, I killed him off awhile ago. Horus Novanight was killed.- His body jolted a bit, flinching as he waited for Amadeus..
-Thank you Grifter, you handled it quite nicely, so please stay as long as you wish, but get that paper to Treize and have him read it. As for you Amadeus, I would like a private speech with you. I have a feeling me and you are more alike than you think. But thank you, I appreciate your generosity, taking the time to sign this document.-
With that being said, Sacion stood up and walked back towards his office carrying his suitcase. With each step he took, each breathe that escaped his lips, there was ice.
-I have a Draken in my presence. I did not expect that, but this should be interesting.-Sacion thought to himself.- But I have no concern, for Drakens are the allies of the Frost Monarchs..-
A slight chuckle escaped his lips from behind his blue porcelain mask.
Finally he reached his office and sat down. He felt something coming, but what was it.. A huge amount of fire.. or Fire Energy..
-It couldn't be, could it?- He mumbled. -There is no way that the last Fire Monarch lasted.. No way, I killed him off awhile ago. Horus Novanight was killed.- His body jolted a bit, flinching as he waited for Amadeus..
OOC Notes
Amadeus's body seemed to become weightless as he floated off the chair into an upright stance. His visible extremities had turned into a black haze, like the smoke from a fire. The blackened smoke outlined his body in darkness. In this form, he levitated along the path made of icy footprints. Once he entered the office, he raised his body over a seat in front of the desk and gently set himself down. As soon as he was seated, his body solidified into its normal state once again. He sat cross legged with his right elbow on the arm rest propping his head up. He ensured the shadows of the hood on his cloak concealed the majority of his pale face. Thick strands of long silk-like black hair fell through the hood overlapped by similar strands of crimson red.
By now he had noticed the ominous presence of some other great energy of burning fire. For now, he paid no mind to it as it was not of his concern.
By now he had noticed the ominous presence of some other great energy of burning fire. For now, he paid no mind to it as it was not of his concern.
OOC Notes
After Sinful and Sacion had long made there way out of the room Grifter studied the paper yet again and looked up at Gears who seemed to be enjoying the food, paying little or no attention to the document in front of him. None of Grifter's concern.
He glanced once again around the empty room before rising to his feet. The scrapping of the chair echoed through the massive hall. His eyes shifted continuously from side to side before making his way past the guards into the yard of the mansion.
He removed a pack of cigarettes from the inside of his coat as well as a lighter. When one was lit and the pack was back he removed a tiny black cell phone from his pocket and did exactly as he was instructed. He pressed the green button and the ear piece began to ring.
A few minutes later he flipped the phone shut and stuffed it deep into his pocket again. He gently tugged at the collar of his shirt as he finished the cigarette and put it out below his high silver boot.
It was starting to get hot. He gently shrugged it off before making his way back into the mansion.
He found himself leaning against the wall next to the office they had been in primarily as he awaited Sinful and Sacion's meeting to finish so he could deliver Novarick Treize's answer.
He started to smile as he thought of the distressed look upon his face when Grifter told him.
He glanced once again around the empty room before rising to his feet. The scrapping of the chair echoed through the massive hall. His eyes shifted continuously from side to side before making his way past the guards into the yard of the mansion.
He removed a pack of cigarettes from the inside of his coat as well as a lighter. When one was lit and the pack was back he removed a tiny black cell phone from his pocket and did exactly as he was instructed. He pressed the green button and the ear piece began to ring.
A few minutes later he flipped the phone shut and stuffed it deep into his pocket again. He gently tugged at the collar of his shirt as he finished the cigarette and put it out below his high silver boot.
It was starting to get hot. He gently shrugged it off before making his way back into the mansion.
He found himself leaning against the wall next to the office they had been in primarily as he awaited Sinful and Sacion's meeting to finish so he could deliver Novarick Treize's answer.
He started to smile as he thought of the distressed look upon his face when Grifter told him.
OOC Notes
Sacion sat there in his seat, no longer minding the heat as he looked at Amadeus' face. Sacion quickly raised his right hand and placed it infront of the Draken's face and as he did, the shadows dissapeared into the air, no longer to be seen.
-Amadeus Draken, Been a long time since I have even heard the name Draken. My father spoke of their great power.. How the Frost Monarchs and the Drakens were the best of allies..And then they turned their backs on each other.. Do you remember that or did your parents tells you of that ever?-
With that being said, a slight sigh escaped his lips, the breathe making the air into ice, sounding crispy as it fell apart to the ground. He placed his chin on his right palm, resting his right elbow on the desk. Still, his face was not seen, for it was hidden behind the black porcelain mask.
-Amadeus Draken, Been a long time since I have even heard the name Draken. My father spoke of their great power.. How the Frost Monarchs and the Drakens were the best of allies..And then they turned their backs on each other.. Do you remember that or did your parents tells you of that ever?-
With that being said, a slight sigh escaped his lips, the breathe making the air into ice, sounding crispy as it fell apart to the ground. He placed his chin on his right palm, resting his right elbow on the desk. Still, his face was not seen, for it was hidden behind the black porcelain mask.
OOC Notes
Gears sat there emjoying the food for a bit, noticing that Grifter was looking upon him every so often. This slowly began to annoy Gundam Gears. He placed his hand under the table, while still eating. His left hand that was under the table shot ice out, aiming for the feet of Grifter, freezing them to the ground.
"So, Grifter, it's getting a bit cold. Maybe you should warm up your feet."
Gears laughed slightly as he tipped back in his chair. He laughed so hard, his chair flipped back, him landing on the ground, he laughed even more. He then stood up, pushing his raven red air to the left of his face, revealing his eye's were now a deep blue sensation.
"Grifter, let's go check on Sacion and that other person. Follow me, and you will not get caught. Just copy my movement."
With that being said, Gears took off, bolting down the hall, making sure his foot steps were loud. Once he reached his room, he slammed the door behind him, and shot ice into the air. He jumped onto the ice, sliding on it making no sound, he soon reached the side of Sacion's window, making no sound, he listened in.
"So, Grifter, it's getting a bit cold. Maybe you should warm up your feet."
Gears laughed slightly as he tipped back in his chair. He laughed so hard, his chair flipped back, him landing on the ground, he laughed even more. He then stood up, pushing his raven red air to the left of his face, revealing his eye's were now a deep blue sensation.
"Grifter, let's go check on Sacion and that other person. Follow me, and you will not get caught. Just copy my movement."
With that being said, Gears took off, bolting down the hall, making sure his foot steps were loud. Once he reached his room, he slammed the door behind him, and shot ice into the air. He jumped onto the ice, sliding on it making no sound, he soon reached the side of Sacion's window, making no sound, he listened in.
OOC Notes
Horus soon entered the area of Sacion, his body engulfed in flames as he carried an eight foot long, three inch thick sword on his back, marked by the fire monarchs. He began to walk towards the room that Sacion was in, but Horus was on the outside. He looked up through the window and saw the man.
Horus stopped outside the window seeing Gears outside the mans window. Horus stood there, his black spiked hair, white blood stained bandages covored his mouth, nose, chest and left arm. His white pants with black flames upon the sides were also blood stained. Horus laughed quietly as he gathered a small ball of fire and launched it straight at the window of Sacion. This ball would be enough to take out the window, for the heat was of the sun.
[B/] Show yourself, Frost Monarch, you to Amadeus, I want you both gone. The Fire Monarchs beat both of your families before, and I am here to finish them off.
Horus stopped outside the window seeing Gears outside the mans window. Horus stood there, his black spiked hair, white blood stained bandages covored his mouth, nose, chest and left arm. His white pants with black flames upon the sides were also blood stained. Horus laughed quietly as he gathered a small ball of fire and launched it straight at the window of Sacion. This ball would be enough to take out the window, for the heat was of the sun.
[B/] Show yourself, Frost Monarch, you to Amadeus, I want you both gone. The Fire Monarchs beat both of your families before, and I am here to finish them off.
OOC Notes
With his face suddenly revealed by the loss of cover from his shadows, his piercing crimson red eyes suddenly became visible. His eyebrows were laced in red strands that matched his hair and entire face was a pale white - the color of blood was not visible through his flesh.
He listened to the Frost Monarch with some interest. He failed as a Draken when it came to his history, as all he knows about being a Draken was taught to him by... Well, it didn't matter. He was learning something new, and it intrigued him.
"Really I don't remember my parents. My parents weren't Drakens, they were humans from long ago. My Draken heritage happened through unusual circumstances that I would rather not bring up, but I'll tell you it was not by choice. Drakens have great power, I can attest to that, but the royal family is plagued with much misfortune. Few of us survived, either because of murder, disease, sacrifice, or even some driven to suicide because of our sorrows -- That is the pain and burden which the two or three of us that remain carry. I can say I am more merciful than the other true breeds, you and the others are still alive and well, yes?
As far as history goes, most of that was lost with the slaughter of the demon known as Pandemonium. He's also known as Chaos, you might know him as Satan. Many have tried to take his spot, the right belongs to the royal family, but it doesn't matter anymore. I don't even care to claim the throne, the title means nothing anymore, at least not to me. Besides... There is someone else who deserved it more than I...
Anyway, any pact that might have been made between Drakens and others is more than likely lost. Even if it existed, no one in hell would care. Survival is more important than anything else. Drakens hardly even listen to each other anymore, they would hardly believe in any contracts. Much has changed it would seem. The Draken heritage lives on through me, but their history is lost for now until we find suitable partners. And the self proclaimed Blood Queen is the only other Draken I know of... That bitch... Our race as a pure breed is doomed it would seem.
Enough of this history lesson, I've revealed more than I should have about the Drakens. It seems a friend of yours is nearby."
The presence he felt from before suddenly revealed himself. A ball of flame came bursting through the window, sending out a gust of wind into the room followed by a wave of heat. Though he thought it was a rash entrance, it wasn't that which disturbed him. It was his claim that he had beaten a Draken family before. That kind of cockiness, true or not, deserved retaliation.
On the other hand, he had never fought either of the two monarchs before. It might be more beneficial to him to watch them fight first, just to learn the extent of their power. Surely they were strong, they must be to know of the Drakens and still not fear them. Yet he was not satisfied, seeing is believing they say.
"Why don't you go first, my dear Frost Monarch? You did beat him before, yes? Dispose of him quickly so we can get on to better business..."
He listened to the Frost Monarch with some interest. He failed as a Draken when it came to his history, as all he knows about being a Draken was taught to him by... Well, it didn't matter. He was learning something new, and it intrigued him.
"Really I don't remember my parents. My parents weren't Drakens, they were humans from long ago. My Draken heritage happened through unusual circumstances that I would rather not bring up, but I'll tell you it was not by choice. Drakens have great power, I can attest to that, but the royal family is plagued with much misfortune. Few of us survived, either because of murder, disease, sacrifice, or even some driven to suicide because of our sorrows -- That is the pain and burden which the two or three of us that remain carry. I can say I am more merciful than the other true breeds, you and the others are still alive and well, yes?
As far as history goes, most of that was lost with the slaughter of the demon known as Pandemonium. He's also known as Chaos, you might know him as Satan. Many have tried to take his spot, the right belongs to the royal family, but it doesn't matter anymore. I don't even care to claim the throne, the title means nothing anymore, at least not to me. Besides... There is someone else who deserved it more than I...
Anyway, any pact that might have been made between Drakens and others is more than likely lost. Even if it existed, no one in hell would care. Survival is more important than anything else. Drakens hardly even listen to each other anymore, they would hardly believe in any contracts. Much has changed it would seem. The Draken heritage lives on through me, but their history is lost for now until we find suitable partners. And the self proclaimed Blood Queen is the only other Draken I know of... That bitch... Our race as a pure breed is doomed it would seem.
Enough of this history lesson, I've revealed more than I should have about the Drakens. It seems a friend of yours is nearby."
The presence he felt from before suddenly revealed himself. A ball of flame came bursting through the window, sending out a gust of wind into the room followed by a wave of heat. Though he thought it was a rash entrance, it wasn't that which disturbed him. It was his claim that he had beaten a Draken family before. That kind of cockiness, true or not, deserved retaliation.
On the other hand, he had never fought either of the two monarchs before. It might be more beneficial to him to watch them fight first, just to learn the extent of their power. Surely they were strong, they must be to know of the Drakens and still not fear them. Yet he was not satisfied, seeing is believing they say.
"Why don't you go first, my dear Frost Monarch? You did beat him before, yes? Dispose of him quickly so we can get on to better business..."
OOC Notes
Amadeus, this is a new Fire Monarch. I have no information on this man. But I will dispose of him quickly, yet painfully.-
Sacion whispered as he jumped up and caught the flames in his right palm, not burning him at all, but providing a steam as the flame turned into ice quite fast. Once the flames formed into ice, Sacion launched the orb of ice out at Horus, as he laughed. The orb of ice exploded in mid- air, turning into a blizzard.
-Sinful, get everyone and get out of here, I must leave also, this man is no normal FLame Monarch, he has legendary flames. And I am afraid of harming any of you, I need you people, now get the others and leave, once you have them secure someone, come back, I'm going to need your help, I'm going to introduce you to something new.-
With that being stated, and the blizzard raging, Sacion jumped out the window of his mansion, down two stories and took off into the city, going to get his borther, if he still existed.
Sacion whispered as he jumped up and caught the flames in his right palm, not burning him at all, but providing a steam as the flame turned into ice quite fast. Once the flames formed into ice, Sacion launched the orb of ice out at Horus, as he laughed. The orb of ice exploded in mid- air, turning into a blizzard.
-Sinful, get everyone and get out of here, I must leave also, this man is no normal FLame Monarch, he has legendary flames. And I am afraid of harming any of you, I need you people, now get the others and leave, once you have them secure someone, come back, I'm going to need your help, I'm going to introduce you to something new.-
With that being stated, and the blizzard raging, Sacion jumped out the window of his mansion, down two stories and took off into the city, going to get his borther, if he still existed.
OOC Notes
Amadeus simply shrugged to himself as the orders were given. Normally he would disregard it simply because it was not his will to follow them, but in this case he accepted purely to maintain good will for now until he could gain a better estimate of their power.
And so he complied, instantly his body melted into a black shadowy pool -- this was always his quickest form of transport between shorter distances. He zipped out the same window moving in very unpredictable zigzagging motions until he eventually came up behind Gundam Gears and Grifter (Or Treize's lap dog as he liked to think of him). He immediately burst out of the shadowy abyss in which he traveled and reformed in full on top of the icy platform Gundam Gears had made. He reached out for the two of them, one in each hand while uttering a quick warning.
"Fair warning, if you don't stay still there's no telling where you'l end up."
At this point, whether or not he had a full grasp of the two was irrelevant. He needed to find a safe zone to transport them and just assumed he had at least a physical connection between himself and the other two. He knew he only had a few moments before the Fire Monarch realized where he was and what he was doing. If the other two wanted to try and make it through this on their own he wasn't going to try and stop them. He immediately submerged himself back into the shadows, taking down anyone he had a physical contact with. He immediately fled, pulling the mass of those he had touched along with him in his shadowy blob. He headed immediately into the city as well, but chose a different section than the Frost Monarch. Instead, he went into the red light district and soon arrived at Gambit's Bar. Once he was inside, he reshaped his body back to normal, pulling those he brought with him out of the blob by the collar. If all went well, all three would be in good health standing in front of the stools of the bar.
And so he complied, instantly his body melted into a black shadowy pool -- this was always his quickest form of transport between shorter distances. He zipped out the same window moving in very unpredictable zigzagging motions until he eventually came up behind Gundam Gears and Grifter (Or Treize's lap dog as he liked to think of him). He immediately burst out of the shadowy abyss in which he traveled and reformed in full on top of the icy platform Gundam Gears had made. He reached out for the two of them, one in each hand while uttering a quick warning.
"Fair warning, if you don't stay still there's no telling where you'l end up."
At this point, whether or not he had a full grasp of the two was irrelevant. He needed to find a safe zone to transport them and just assumed he had at least a physical connection between himself and the other two. He knew he only had a few moments before the Fire Monarch realized where he was and what he was doing. If the other two wanted to try and make it through this on their own he wasn't going to try and stop them. He immediately submerged himself back into the shadows, taking down anyone he had a physical contact with. He immediately fled, pulling the mass of those he had touched along with him in his shadowy blob. He headed immediately into the city as well, but chose a different section than the Frost Monarch. Instead, he went into the red light district and soon arrived at Gambit's Bar. Once he was inside, he reshaped his body back to normal, pulling those he brought with him out of the blob by the collar. If all went well, all three would be in good health standing in front of the stools of the bar.
OOC Notes
OOC :: For the record Gears' post had absolutely no affect upon my character seeing as how when I finished my last post I was already outside the office of Sacion instead of still in the dinning room. I have already asked him to edit his post.
Grifter just kept his back to the wall and didn't even notice the shadow across the floor below the door. He kept his eyes locked on this Gears fellow. He was really starting to detest him. A show off of sorts. There was absolutely no need to slide on ice the twelve feet he was going. He did nothing but shake his head.
Before he could even realize it he felt a pull upon his arms and Grifter was tugged off of his feet and into some sort of hole. All he hear was:
As Grifter started to scream. He had never experienced anything like this and hopped never to again as they jetted past nowhere and into oblivion. When miraculously, they appeared in a bar. Grifter didn't even bother to look around before reaching a shaking hand into his inside pocket of his trench coat and pulling out a cigarette. He lit it and fell immediately back onto one of the stools.
"I'd be happy if we never had to do that again."
Grifter just kept his back to the wall and didn't even notice the shadow across the floor below the door. He kept his eyes locked on this Gears fellow. He was really starting to detest him. A show off of sorts. There was absolutely no need to slide on ice the twelve feet he was going. He did nothing but shake his head.
Before he could even realize it he felt a pull upon his arms and Grifter was tugged off of his feet and into some sort of hole. All he hear was:
"Fair warning, if you don't stay still there's no telling where you'll end up."
As Grifter started to scream. He had never experienced anything like this and hopped never to again as they jetted past nowhere and into oblivion. When miraculously, they appeared in a bar. Grifter didn't even bother to look around before reaching a shaking hand into his inside pocket of his trench coat and pulling out a cigarette. He lit it and fell immediately back onto one of the stools.
"I'd be happy if we never had to do that again."
OOC Notes
Sacion now notied that everyone was out of the area, now returning back to where the Fire Monarch stood. Sacion stood there, his black hooded long jacket blowing in the breeze, his raven red hair not budging as he glared at the Fire Monarch with his red raven eye's.
-You dare to show your face infront of me. I will defeat you like I did your elders.-
A slight grunt escaped the lips of Sacion as he began to jump towads Horus. Quickly he gathered an amount of energy, surging down his arm, turning it into ice as he lashed out a rather large blade of ice and snow that would slice through all the tree's and grass with ease, cutting down everything in it's path. The main goal of this attack was to end this with little of Sacions powers being shown to everyone.
-You are a true bastard.-
As he said that, he began to concentrate after the attack was done, a quick wave of psychic energy show out, aiming for Amadeus.
-Amadeus, return now if you want to see this fight.-
All that being said, Sacion stood on gaurd.
-You dare to show your face infront of me. I will defeat you like I did your elders.-
A slight grunt escaped the lips of Sacion as he began to jump towads Horus. Quickly he gathered an amount of energy, surging down his arm, turning it into ice as he lashed out a rather large blade of ice and snow that would slice through all the tree's and grass with ease, cutting down everything in it's path. The main goal of this attack was to end this with little of Sacions powers being shown to everyone.
-You are a true bastard.-
As he said that, he began to concentrate after the attack was done, a quick wave of psychic energy show out, aiming for Amadeus.
-Amadeus, return now if you want to see this fight.-
All that being said, Sacion stood on gaurd.
OOC Notes
Amadeus took another quick gaze around the room to ensure it's safety. Once he was satisfied he looked back towards Grifter as he lit a cigarette.
"The first time I went through that, I landed in hell with some bitch who wanted to dissect me. You should be fine here, I must return if I want to see any action."
Just as he finished his sentence, his body melted back into the shadows. The black blob zipped out of the bar and retraced its steps back to the mansion. Amadeus fled right back into the office room he had been sitting in before and reformed on the Frost Monarch's chair. He had a wonderful view now through the giant opening created by the Fire Monarch's earlier blast and he intended to enjoy the fight to its fullest. He reclined back in the comfortable chair which had finally thawed out from the icy embrace of the Frost Monarch. Although he was sure the two combatants knew of his presence, he decided to make it official.
"The battle may begin now that I am here."
"The first time I went through that, I landed in hell with some bitch who wanted to dissect me. You should be fine here, I must return if I want to see any action."
Just as he finished his sentence, his body melted back into the shadows. The black blob zipped out of the bar and retraced its steps back to the mansion. Amadeus fled right back into the office room he had been sitting in before and reformed on the Frost Monarch's chair. He had a wonderful view now through the giant opening created by the Fire Monarch's earlier blast and he intended to enjoy the fight to its fullest. He reclined back in the comfortable chair which had finally thawed out from the icy embrace of the Frost Monarch. Although he was sure the two combatants knew of his presence, he decided to make it official.
"The battle may begin now that I am here."
OOC Notes
Sacion stood there, his wave of ice stopping before he hit Horus. His red raven eye's glistening in the light of the sun, his long black coat blowing with the breeze. The hood of his jacket that covored his head blew back and rested on Sacions shoulders. This action revealed the real colour of Sacion's hair. A raven red colour upon the bangs that hung infront of the man's eye's and a deep icy blue that covoured the rest of the mans short, three inch hair, this hair was the same as an emo's hair.(No offense to any emo's that may read this.)
-Sinful, good to know you are here. But sitting in that exact spot is not the brightest idea. But do as you please. And as for you Horus, the new Flame Monarch, It's shall begin.-
Sacion lifted his hands up to his face, placing them on the edges of his black porcelain mask and began to remove it. He removed the black porcelain mask totally, revealing a smooth, clean cut face. His eye's went from being a red raven eye's to a deep icy blue husky eye's. Once he removed the mask and set it down, he grabbed the center of his coat where it buttoned up, and began to unbutton it. His body slowly began to be shown, a rather light coloured skin, but very muscular. His waist was maybe a size 34, but of pure muscles such as a six pack and thick chest muscles. His arms where not huge, but not small, they were the size of a mid-weight boxers. Around his neck down to the center of his chin was a necklace made of pure platinum and at the end huge a pendant, it was a black diamond that had a blizzard raging in it.
On Sacions right shoulder and the left of his chest held two markings. One of the Frost Monarchs and the other of a symbol that he did not remember, but it was one he cared less about, His father quoted when Sacions was younger, "That mark is the mark of the Dra.." The rest of the word was fuzzy, he could not remember it, for all he knew it was the mark of the dragon, but that was highly doubtable.
Now standing there, his face and upper body showing, he was wearing a black pair of cargo pants, baggy as normal hanging around his waist, showing his boxers. His shoes where black jungle combat boots, highly waxed and shiny.
-You ready Flame Monarch, Horus. Or should I just call you Horus Merosiky?-
A Blue energy began to surround Sacion, his right arm and chest muscles began to be layered in spikes of ice standing maybe four inches. The land below him and the air around his began to turn to a tundra for maybe twenty feet around him. There stood a figure in the center of all that that now looked like a normal man.
As the tundra began to surround him, around thirty seconds later, it turned into a crown of six points. Sacion picked up the crown and placed it upon his raven red and icy blue hair, cocking it to the left slightly.
-Amadeus, you should enjoy this much, and so shall the Flame Monarch. Now we shall begin.-
-Sinful, good to know you are here. But sitting in that exact spot is not the brightest idea. But do as you please. And as for you Horus, the new Flame Monarch, It's shall begin.-
Sacion lifted his hands up to his face, placing them on the edges of his black porcelain mask and began to remove it. He removed the black porcelain mask totally, revealing a smooth, clean cut face. His eye's went from being a red raven eye's to a deep icy blue husky eye's. Once he removed the mask and set it down, he grabbed the center of his coat where it buttoned up, and began to unbutton it. His body slowly began to be shown, a rather light coloured skin, but very muscular. His waist was maybe a size 34, but of pure muscles such as a six pack and thick chest muscles. His arms where not huge, but not small, they were the size of a mid-weight boxers. Around his neck down to the center of his chin was a necklace made of pure platinum and at the end huge a pendant, it was a black diamond that had a blizzard raging in it.
On Sacions right shoulder and the left of his chest held two markings. One of the Frost Monarchs and the other of a symbol that he did not remember, but it was one he cared less about, His father quoted when Sacions was younger, "That mark is the mark of the Dra.." The rest of the word was fuzzy, he could not remember it, for all he knew it was the mark of the dragon, but that was highly doubtable.
Now standing there, his face and upper body showing, he was wearing a black pair of cargo pants, baggy as normal hanging around his waist, showing his boxers. His shoes where black jungle combat boots, highly waxed and shiny.
-You ready Flame Monarch, Horus. Or should I just call you Horus Merosiky?-
A Blue energy began to surround Sacion, his right arm and chest muscles began to be layered in spikes of ice standing maybe four inches. The land below him and the air around his began to turn to a tundra for maybe twenty feet around him. There stood a figure in the center of all that that now looked like a normal man.
As the tundra began to surround him, around thirty seconds later, it turned into a crown of six points. Sacion picked up the crown and placed it upon his raven red and icy blue hair, cocking it to the left slightly.
-Amadeus, you should enjoy this much, and so shall the Flame Monarch. Now we shall begin.-
OOC Notes
Horus still standing there, covored in steam, waited patiently for the fight to begin. His eye's went from a fire red to a moon white. His body expression showed anger and his facial expression through his eye's was despair and wrath.
"Are you ready for what is about to unravel against you and that pitiful excuse of a Draken over there?"
With that being stated, he placed his hands together, fire gathering from the sun into the palms of his white leather gloves. The heat growing immense around the area, but the power of the flame gathering also. It was the size of a tennisball till he unleashed the power of it.
"Dragon Rage till the Sun" was yelled as Horus threw his arms from his waist out to the front of his chest, like a kamehameha wave. The blast shot out, starting out like a small fire then growing immense and shooting out like a dragon of fire, it's heat being of one thousand degrees farenheit. The fire dragon blasted through the air, waving around, moving swiftly as it burned up any earth, or life around the blast till it hit Sacion Novarick the Frost Monarch.
"Frost Monarch, when I am finished with you, I'm going to kill the Draken sitting up in the room."
"Are you ready for what is about to unravel against you and that pitiful excuse of a Draken over there?"
With that being stated, he placed his hands together, fire gathering from the sun into the palms of his white leather gloves. The heat growing immense around the area, but the power of the flame gathering also. It was the size of a tennisball till he unleashed the power of it.
"Dragon Rage till the Sun" was yelled as Horus threw his arms from his waist out to the front of his chest, like a kamehameha wave. The blast shot out, starting out like a small fire then growing immense and shooting out like a dragon of fire, it's heat being of one thousand degrees farenheit. The fire dragon blasted through the air, waving around, moving swiftly as it burned up any earth, or life around the blast till it hit Sacion Novarick the Frost Monarch.
"Frost Monarch, when I am finished with you, I'm going to kill the Draken sitting up in the room."
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Hey guys,
Just letting everyone know that I've gone through and found as many abandoned characters as I could and placed them back into their original creator's list of characters. There were several thousand characters who I could not determine the owner for, and as such I've placed those in the orphanage.
You're free to abandon them again if you wish!
Sincerely,
Your Friendly Multiversal GM
Just letting everyone know that I've gone through and found as many abandoned characters as I could and placed them back into their original creator's list of characters. There were several thousand characters who I could not determine the owner for, and as such I've placed those in the orphanage.
You're free to abandon them again if you wish!
Sincerely,
Your Friendly Multiversal GM
Re: The Multiverse: The Official OOC (uber)Thread
Hello folks!
There's been a lot of talk lately (mostly unpleasant and misunderstanding) about the invasion and occupation of Terra plot that Barney and I have been working on for over a month and which was recently unveiled publicly (apparently?) in the Multiverse. The idea behind most roleplay usually termed "nation roleplay" or "NRP" is not to overtake or dominate a large-scale roleplay, but to enrich and provide sociological, economic, and political background to such a setting. "Nation roleplay," or roleplaying that involves nation states, de facto state entities, or state-like factions, is intended to be a breeding ground for character development, provide a backdrop for character interactions, and create multiple avenues for diverse and engaging plotlines to develop at both micro and macro levels.
In my own writing, I focus predominantly on the development of individual characters and the dynamics of interactions among those characters. I find overarching, meta-plotlines like this invasion plotline to be an excellent impetus for engendering and fostering more vibrant and compelling character interactions and new plot ideas by creating multiple sources of tension. Characters need not have any high rank or formal affiliation with a faction in order to be impacted by larger events (think of what happens to average citizens when any country goes to war), nor will they necessarily be directly affected in any significant way (think about the everyday lives of most Americans during the Iraq war.) But you, the writers and roleplayers, will have a myriad of opportunities to create, develop, and form deeper and more interesting plots to feature your character(s), given a new set of macro-circumstances.
Both Barney and I welcome and encourage anyone who is interested in active involvement in the invasion plot at any level (very active to vaguely active) in any way whatsoever to talk to either or both of us about your ideas, character(s), and plans. A large number of people have already done so, including the following people:
- krumbla -- I can't remember his idea (I'm sorry, krumbla; talk to me when I'm not sick as a dog?)
- Mr. Crow -- News media company to be formed before the invasion and to provide support to the resistance or rebels following the occupation
- curtsive -- Vigilante anti-terrorist organization to conduct terrorist operations against the occupation
- Alasund De'astio -- plays the Democratic Coalition, allies of the current (canonical to Ylanne) Terran government
- Nemo -- typically handles the military side of the Terran government, as well as Randin Kaye from the Wing City Police Department
- DemiKara -- whose character Aerilyn recently joined the Terran Intelligence Bureau
- Konstantein -- plays a daywalking vampire who will act against the occupation
- AzricanRepublic -- plays the UCON, which has a military presence near Terra and supports the TNG
- Marcus -- plays the Council, which has a vested interest in defending Terran sovereignty
- Tearen Wover -- plays VARIAtech corporation, which is offering military assets to the Terrans
And I'm certain I've forgotten someone (in which case, if that's you, I do sincerely apologize. It's one a.m. and I'm still sick.)
Barney and I have sketched out an overview of how we expect the plot to run from beginning to middle to end; however, despite the fact that both of us obviously plan on the plot following that sequence, it can change its course at any point depending on the ideas and in-character actions of any other folks who decide to get involved.
Some of the plots to occur during the invasion and occupation, both planned and still in discussion, already discussed include the following:
- Arianne Drulovic subjected to an order of indefinite detention
- Democratic Coalition rescuing Drulovic from Aschen custody
- Terran resistance kidnapping self-proclaimed God-Emperor Raphael McGregor
- Drulovic psychologically "breaking" McGregor with his estranged wife Cally
- Hataf attack against Aschen Empire holdings
- Guerrilla warfare between Democratic Coalition, UCON, and Terran forces against Aschen forces
- Taiyou attack on Aschen-controlled Terra
- Terran Independent underground dissident publication
- Jelisaveta Drulovic and family taking Natalija Drulovic's children off-world
- Rubano Malijin assuming power as regional Governor of Terra
- Public executions of political dissidents
- Internal rebellion against Aschen government by dissident Aschen leaders
I strongly encourage anyone and everyone to seek me out to talk plot, character, and ideas. Both existing and newly created characters can be involved with any plot, either existing or newly proposed by you. If you feel that this planned plotline (invasion and occupation) will unnecessarily or unfairly interrupt or alter your own plans for character or plot development, and you passionately want to retain your own plans as much as possible, please talk to me. I am very obsessive and have high levels of anxiety about maintaining the integrity and substance of my plans, so I know how you feel, and am more than happy to collaborate with you to work out something that satisfies you and makes logical sense.
If I'm not in the chat at any given time, I can be reached via private message, or by email at trealistorm (at) yahoo.com. Messages to that email address are delivered directly to my smartphone, which I check obsessively all day long, and will be read and replied to as soon as possible. (Usually within twelve hours, and sometimes within as little as ten minutes.) I want to hear your ideas and opinions (but please be polite to me; I do have feelings and am a real person over here), and I want to make sure that you don't feel like I am trampling over you or your character(s) or your plot(s).
There's been a lot of talk lately (mostly unpleasant and misunderstanding) about the invasion and occupation of Terra plot that Barney and I have been working on for over a month and which was recently unveiled publicly (apparently?) in the Multiverse. The idea behind most roleplay usually termed "nation roleplay" or "NRP" is not to overtake or dominate a large-scale roleplay, but to enrich and provide sociological, economic, and political background to such a setting. "Nation roleplay," or roleplaying that involves nation states, de facto state entities, or state-like factions, is intended to be a breeding ground for character development, provide a backdrop for character interactions, and create multiple avenues for diverse and engaging plotlines to develop at both micro and macro levels.
In my own writing, I focus predominantly on the development of individual characters and the dynamics of interactions among those characters. I find overarching, meta-plotlines like this invasion plotline to be an excellent impetus for engendering and fostering more vibrant and compelling character interactions and new plot ideas by creating multiple sources of tension. Characters need not have any high rank or formal affiliation with a faction in order to be impacted by larger events (think of what happens to average citizens when any country goes to war), nor will they necessarily be directly affected in any significant way (think about the everyday lives of most Americans during the Iraq war.) But you, the writers and roleplayers, will have a myriad of opportunities to create, develop, and form deeper and more interesting plots to feature your character(s), given a new set of macro-circumstances.
Both Barney and I welcome and encourage anyone who is interested in active involvement in the invasion plot at any level (very active to vaguely active) in any way whatsoever to talk to either or both of us about your ideas, character(s), and plans. A large number of people have already done so, including the following people:
- krumbla -- I can't remember his idea (I'm sorry, krumbla; talk to me when I'm not sick as a dog?)
- Mr. Crow -- News media company to be formed before the invasion and to provide support to the resistance or rebels following the occupation
- curtsive -- Vigilante anti-terrorist organization to conduct terrorist operations against the occupation
- Alasund De'astio -- plays the Democratic Coalition, allies of the current (canonical to Ylanne) Terran government
- Nemo -- typically handles the military side of the Terran government, as well as Randin Kaye from the Wing City Police Department
- DemiKara -- whose character Aerilyn recently joined the Terran Intelligence Bureau
- Konstantein -- plays a daywalking vampire who will act against the occupation
- AzricanRepublic -- plays the UCON, which has a military presence near Terra and supports the TNG
- Marcus -- plays the Council, which has a vested interest in defending Terran sovereignty
- Tearen Wover -- plays VARIAtech corporation, which is offering military assets to the Terrans
And I'm certain I've forgotten someone (in which case, if that's you, I do sincerely apologize. It's one a.m. and I'm still sick.)
Barney and I have sketched out an overview of how we expect the plot to run from beginning to middle to end; however, despite the fact that both of us obviously plan on the plot following that sequence, it can change its course at any point depending on the ideas and in-character actions of any other folks who decide to get involved.
Some of the plots to occur during the invasion and occupation, both planned and still in discussion, already discussed include the following:
- Arianne Drulovic subjected to an order of indefinite detention
- Democratic Coalition rescuing Drulovic from Aschen custody
- Terran resistance kidnapping self-proclaimed God-Emperor Raphael McGregor
- Drulovic psychologically "breaking" McGregor with his estranged wife Cally
- Hataf attack against Aschen Empire holdings
- Guerrilla warfare between Democratic Coalition, UCON, and Terran forces against Aschen forces
- Taiyou attack on Aschen-controlled Terra
- Terran Independent underground dissident publication
- Jelisaveta Drulovic and family taking Natalija Drulovic's children off-world
- Rubano Malijin assuming power as regional Governor of Terra
- Public executions of political dissidents
- Internal rebellion against Aschen government by dissident Aschen leaders
I strongly encourage anyone and everyone to seek me out to talk plot, character, and ideas. Both existing and newly created characters can be involved with any plot, either existing or newly proposed by you. If you feel that this planned plotline (invasion and occupation) will unnecessarily or unfairly interrupt or alter your own plans for character or plot development, and you passionately want to retain your own plans as much as possible, please talk to me. I am very obsessive and have high levels of anxiety about maintaining the integrity and substance of my plans, so I know how you feel, and am more than happy to collaborate with you to work out something that satisfies you and makes logical sense.
If I'm not in the chat at any given time, I can be reached via private message, or by email at trealistorm (at) yahoo.com. Messages to that email address are delivered directly to my smartphone, which I check obsessively all day long, and will be read and replied to as soon as possible. (Usually within twelve hours, and sometimes within as little as ten minutes.) I want to hear your ideas and opinions (but please be polite to me; I do have feelings and am a real person over here), and I want to make sure that you don't feel like I am trampling over you or your character(s) or your plot(s).
[OOC] Taylor's Bar (Multiverse Location)
This is the official OOC thread for Taylor's Bar. I'll post staff, recent events, and other information about Taylor's here.
Taylor's Bar is a location owned by my character, Gabriel Taylor. The Bar/Hotel/Casino is extremely fortified and secured. Each entrance has a metal detector and the place is usually fully staffed with employes. Taylor handles all of his business in house and law enforcement is nearly never called. Various precautions have been set around the bar to account for the magical inhabitants of Terra and keep it's inhabitants safe.
News Announcements
Taylor’s Casino and Hotel Grand Opening!
Gabriel Taylor, multimillionaire and owner of Taylor’s Bar, a successful nightclub and hang out for the rich and wealthy, has moved onto his next venture; A casino and hotel. Patrons of Taylor’s bar may have noticed construction going on around back as well as various signs and posters apologizing for the inconvenience; The large tower coming up behind the bar would be rather noticeable to say the least. Last month we got a word with Gabriel Taylor’s manager and he’s said that he has big plans for this place.
“Terra’s never had a place quite like this; Gabriel’s casino will be the first. The casino is the largest in the world and it’s also the most secure. Not only won’t we be hit, but we can’t be hit. We’ve brought in security experts from around the world to devise the most advanced security system Terra has seen. We invite anyone who believes they have what it takes to try and rob us, but I won’t be responsible for your injuries or the blow to your self-esteem. Try to teleport through our walls? Have fun getting stuck inside of them. We’ve worked with various experts in the field of magic and technology to create a sort of ‘teleportation displacer’ as well as armed our guards with anti-magic grenades. Although obviously not 100 percent effective, it gets the job done.
The hotel is large and extravagant. It has everything you’d ever need, ranging from a five star restaurant to indoor pools, and a top of the line spa. Our 2nd floor hosts a large assortment of stores holding anything you can think of including the finest clothing and the newest technology. “
The casino and hotel’s grand opening is April 9th at 7 pm. The party at Taylor’s bar goes from 7 pm to 2 am, but good luck getting in. The guest list is packed and with the security at Taylor’s it’s going to be difficult sneaking in.
Staff
Owner
Gabriel Taylor
Head of Security
Security
Duncan Crawford
Mary "Phinx" Munroe
Kane Horne
Jonathan
Vladimir Dmitriev
Natasha Rovan
Pit Boss
Benito Greco
Casino Staff
Bartender
Camen Black
Janitor
Titania Brightsmith
Bus Staff
Ink Adrelis
Con Team
Gabriel Taylor
Benito Greco
Martin Lawrence
Duncan Crawford
Vladimir Dmitriev
Taylor's Bar is a location owned by my character, Gabriel Taylor. The Bar/Hotel/Casino is extremely fortified and secured. Each entrance has a metal detector and the place is usually fully staffed with employes. Taylor handles all of his business in house and law enforcement is nearly never called. Various precautions have been set around the bar to account for the magical inhabitants of Terra and keep it's inhabitants safe.
News Announcements
Taylor’s Casino and Hotel Grand Opening!
Gabriel Taylor, multimillionaire and owner of Taylor’s Bar, a successful nightclub and hang out for the rich and wealthy, has moved onto his next venture; A casino and hotel. Patrons of Taylor’s bar may have noticed construction going on around back as well as various signs and posters apologizing for the inconvenience; The large tower coming up behind the bar would be rather noticeable to say the least. Last month we got a word with Gabriel Taylor’s manager and he’s said that he has big plans for this place.
“Terra’s never had a place quite like this; Gabriel’s casino will be the first. The casino is the largest in the world and it’s also the most secure. Not only won’t we be hit, but we can’t be hit. We’ve brought in security experts from around the world to devise the most advanced security system Terra has seen. We invite anyone who believes they have what it takes to try and rob us, but I won’t be responsible for your injuries or the blow to your self-esteem. Try to teleport through our walls? Have fun getting stuck inside of them. We’ve worked with various experts in the field of magic and technology to create a sort of ‘teleportation displacer’ as well as armed our guards with anti-magic grenades. Although obviously not 100 percent effective, it gets the job done.
The hotel is large and extravagant. It has everything you’d ever need, ranging from a five star restaurant to indoor pools, and a top of the line spa. Our 2nd floor hosts a large assortment of stores holding anything you can think of including the finest clothing and the newest technology. “
The casino and hotel’s grand opening is April 9th at 7 pm. The party at Taylor’s bar goes from 7 pm to 2 am, but good luck getting in. The guest list is packed and with the security at Taylor’s it’s going to be difficult sneaking in.
Staff
Owner
Gabriel Taylor
Head of Security
Security
Duncan Crawford
Mary "Phinx" Munroe
Kane Horne
Jonathan
Vladimir Dmitriev
Natasha Rovan
Pit Boss
Benito Greco
Casino Staff
Bartender
Camen Black
Janitor
Titania Brightsmith
Bus Staff
Ink Adrelis
Con Team
Gabriel Taylor
Benito Greco
Martin Lawrence
Duncan Crawford
Vladimir Dmitriev
*=Level of authority. The more you have the higher your authority at Taylor's is. You may command around people with less *'s than you but not the same (although they don't really have to listen, it would be realistic that they did. You can also command around NPC depending on your rank.)
NPC Bar/casino staff: *
NPC Security: *
NPC Riot Security: ***
Con Team Members: *****
Head of Security: *****
Security: ***
Pit Boss: *****
Casino Staff: **
Bartender: **
Janitor: *
Bus Staff: *
Access to certain locations is also dependent on your rank:
Bar/Casino/Hotel: No clearance required
Bar Backroom: *
VIP Section: *** or invitation
Security Barracks: *
Security Headquarters: ****
Conference Room: *****
Hotel Suites (16th Floor): *****
Complete Lockdown (Doors sealed, anti magic grenades launched, riot staff deployed): *****
Note: The clearance levels are what the security at Taylor's will see you as, but you can still sneak into locations that you're not supposed to be in (Although security would probably pursue you).
Please respect the staff positions listed here to some extent. These are the official members of Taylor's staff. If you wish to apply, contact me or find Taylor at his bar.
If you'd like to organize a heist that would be recognized by me and Taylor's security, contact me so we can discuss a time in which we can RP out the scene along with the writers of the security staff.
Re: [OOC] The Gaia Stones [IC Fantasy Event]
We have a an Official Group now. Whoohoo. I will edit some more details later on in the day due to my exhaustion.
[OOC] The Gaia Stones [IC Fantasy Event]
The Gaia Stones is a plot that I am currently GMing within The Multiverse on a planet deep within the Milky Way system where technology is not allowed and will not be able to function. The world is ruled completely by magic and magic law. The story consists of people being summoned to the planet Gaia (if they did not spawn on the planet themselves) and were brought to The Ruby Flask. They were given a task to follow a powerful mage named Ry'nn Traeger to collect stones which would unseal powerful weapons that had once been used to forge the kingdom. The purpose behind the quest beyond that remains to yet be seen.
PLAYERS
Following Ry’nn Traeger as played by Prose
CptxMorgan: Paul-Henri Chevalier - unknown
Namaru: Jack Krutz - unknown
lilyWhite: Sol and Ebony - unknown
Following Demi Edenhelm as played by Prose
qbsuperstar03: Gary Mandolera - Skuldgrim
Konstanstein: Karasaad Vidathari - Artrea
xTheSmokex: Mikhail Kahldmek - Eshatt
Following Morim Ilthond as played by Prose
Marcus: David Trapspringer - unknown
Nevan: Emys'i - S'rit
THE WEAPONS
Skuldgrim the Slayer of Undead
Skuld was the first sword forged on the world of Gaia in the Xanaldra Forge. It is a legendary blade that has not been seen for a hundred generations. It once served Gaia when the undead were a threat to all living beings on the Mother’s soil and vanquished The Risen Horde during the age of Those Who No Longer Roam sent by Eras.
The blade of the sword is long and elegant with a pointed edge that is perfect for piercing into armor. Down its length is the engraving of Sagittae—a beautiful woman—in finely etched lines on one side and the other is the engraved representation of Atargatis—a strong and lithe man. The edges are blunt and glow with a strange red flame from enchantment. The blade and hilt are made from a very light weight and mysterious metal.
The pommel of the sword is marked with an engraving which represents the goddess Sagittae; one of the stars of Gaia and the Mother’s protector from the evil god Eras. The sheath is blood red. It is unbreakable and will never shatter.
It is a sword meant to battle the undead which roam mindlessly on Gaia; skeletons, reanimated corpses, and shades. But with all swords of power, there is a weakness. It cannot kill any living soul and may only be used on the undead.
Artrea the Healing Gauntlets
Artrea were gauntlets worn by a legendary man named Lysander Enlight. The gauntlets were hidden beneath the soil of The Exalted Mountains and were used to light the world when Eras had almost consumed his siblings. For seven turnings of Gaia had Artrea served to the be sole beacon on hope for all living things on the world.
The gauntlets are made from a mysterious metal which is completely white in color, almost as if they were made of our pearl. But they are as harder than any metal known to the current world as the knowledge died with Those Who No Longer Roam. They will light the path when light is needed most.
Glittering feathers protrude backwards and out from the wrist. The fingers are sharpened like ten deadly claws that can grip any surface short of diamonds. It is easy to scale a wall with the gauntlets. But that is not what make the weapons deadly. So sharp in fact are they, that they can pierce through most armor and can slice through human flesh like a razor through parchment. But their greatest power is the ability to touch others and heal their mortal wounds through the use of Will.
There is always a weakness that comes with weapons of great power. Those who adorn the gauntlets and use its abilities will soon find their eyesight failing on them over a long period of time. All those that have ever used them—even once—have gone blind with age. And when they are used to heal, the adorner will find themselves very drained as if their own life-force had been passed into the other in order to save their life.
Questions, suggestions, and comments should be directed here, especially when chat is busy or when I am not online or active in the chat.
Re: The Multiverse: The Official OOC (uber)Thread
Actually if you want it as a news report, at least offically so, there is a News Thread for the Multiverse as a whole
Re: The Multiverse: The Official OOC (uber)Thread
Sangrei's only statement was this. "Hey, I was hungover, and I got an iced tea with honey. How was I supposed to know that the bear thing was gonna come over and wreck the bar looking for goddamn honey?"
Re: The Multiverse: The Official OOC (uber)Thread
Gambit's Bar was drained of all its honey by a mysterious yellow bear!
Unfortunately, Wing City police did not know this and were left in confusion to find only a yellow teddy bear with a red shirt at the scene of the crime.
The only customer under record who had ordered a glass of honey that day was a Sangrei Friedn. Responsibility for the bill and possibly the stolen stock of honey have yet to be decided. Police still find Friedn a suspect.
Unfortunately, Wing City police did not know this and were left in confusion to find only a yellow teddy bear with a red shirt at the scene of the crime.
The only customer under record who had ordered a glass of honey that day was a Sangrei Friedn. Responsibility for the bill and possibly the stolen stock of honey have yet to be decided. Police still find Friedn a suspect.
Re: The Multiverse: The Official OOC (uber)Thread
What the heck does this mean when I try to post anything in OOC ?
Error: You have execeeded the maximum number of messages per minute
??
Its been ten minutes, and I STILL get that warning thing
Error: You have execeeded the maximum number of messages per minute
??
Its been ten minutes, and I STILL get that warning thing
Re: The Multiverse: The Official OOC (uber)Thread
Ylanne wrote:Hello folks! I'm currently maybe two-thirds of the way through the planned Family Pictures sequence, which can be read here, and am posting one last announcement looking for folks who might still want to become part of that. There are opportunities! They abound, in fact! (Yes, I was looking for an excuse to use the word "abound" in an internet forum post. I successfully created one.) Nothing is completely set in stone, as this, like the rest of my work 'round these 'ere parts, focuses on the development of the individual characters, so if you have vague ideas or would like to learn more, I do not mind sharing information and such. I anticipate working towards a conclusion by March 2012.
HAHAHAHAHA. The conclusion isn't coming til closer to the summer. Frequency of activity and times when the folks who are involved currently has dropped quite a bit for a variety of reasons, and I don't anticipate the conclusion to Family Pictures for a bit. That said, for those who pay attention to the faction-side of things, the announcement that elections have taken place for the Terran National Government will be posted soonish (i.e. within the next two weeks insh'Allah.)
Those who might be expecting me for roleplay, I will have no internet access this Thursday through Sunday this week except from my phone or if I can access someone else's computer with internet access. You will only be able to reliably reach me via email, which goes to my phone. If you don't have mine, any staff member does, as would anyone who regularly roleplays with me. Thanks!
Re: The Multiverse: The Official OOC (uber)Thread
There's no real procedure to get "started" in the Multiverse. The hub of activity is generally Gambit's Bar, but you can grab a roleplay partner and head anywhere. The sky's the limit!
Re: The Multiverse: The Official OOC (uber)Thread
I'm new here, and I just made my first character. How do I get started in the multiverse? I'd like to stick mostly to Terra to keep as close to my character's home as possible, but if I have to move, I will.
If you want to check out my character, go to roleplay/the-multiverse/characters/lorenzo-caracciolo
By the way, that is not near my real name, so don't worry.
If you want to check out my character, go to roleplay/the-multiverse/characters/lorenzo-caracciolo
By the way, that is not near my real name, so don't worry.
[OOC] yea retarded moment
i managed to make myself feel like a retard just now i just posted a 86 word post in the wrong area . . . this is ooc . . . i posted it in IC so now i feel like a retard but we all have our moments so ^^ yea
Re: The Multiverse: The Official OOC (uber)Thread
utahann wrote:Just wondering I was considering playing Sherlock Holmes(movie version) here,do you already have one?
You can create and play anything that you like in the Multiverse. There is no acceptance or review of characters, just create the character and start RPing!
Re: The Multiverse: The Official OOC (uber)Thread
Just wondering I was considering playing Sherlock Holmes(movie version) here,do you already have one?
Re: The Multiverse: The Official OOC (uber)Thread
Hello folks! I'm currently maybe two-thirds of the way through the planned Family Pictures sequence, which can be read here, and am posting one last announcement looking for folks who might still want to become part of that. There are opportunities! They abound, in fact! (Yes, I was looking for an excuse to use the word "abound" in an internet forum post. I successfully created one.) Nothing is completely set in stone, as this, like the rest of my work 'round these 'ere parts, focuses on the development of the individual characters, so if you have vague ideas or would like to learn more, I do not mind sharing information and such. I anticipate working towards a conclusion by March 2012.
Re: The Multiverse: Where Do We Go?
Um. Okay. Bear with me. I read through what posts I saw, and took note on things that were said to the best of my ability. Here's where I stand on the Multiverse, where the Multiverse is to me, and yeah. I guess.
I agree that there needs to be a set baseline. For instance, the name of the bar. The name of the world that the bar is on. The name of cities, nearby things like that. There can be a set system of government, the Wing City Police Department, but their "jurisdiction" only stretches so far. Some of the most interesting roleplay I've seen/participated in has involved characters coming from other worlds and having to either deal with, work around, or confront the system of government set in the Multiverse.
Alternately, some of the worst and most frustrating MV roleplaying I've seen has been .. involving characters coming from other worlds and having to deal with, work around, or confront the system of government set in the Multiverse.
I've always seen the MV as a hallways connecting various rooms. The rooms are your own story, your own ideas, your own canon, your own characters; it's where your friends gather and you control things. When you're out in that hall, however, all bets are off. That isn't to say you can pull things out of your ass, but you accept and understand a certain amount of handicap.
For instance, my character Liesha Kennicot is a Special Agent in the United States government, from her Earth. She's aware that there are other Earths, and that she doesn't had any control when in the MV. That's fine. However, when someone else walks up to her and starts trying to give her orders claiming that their faction has taken over mine without a single bit of IC content, that's when things start to go awry.
Reading back over the original post, it seems that the Multiverse has as much substance as you give it. It's a sandbox location where you can freely interact with new characters that you might not get a chance to. For a while, I used the MV as a way to try and test out ideas with people before making a roleplay out of it. You get your circles of friends (as Patch mentioned, his crew of eight) and you go at it. Sometimes you meet in the middle, and sometimes you don't.
And at the risk of ranting, that is all I have to say about that.
I agree that there needs to be a set baseline. For instance, the name of the bar. The name of the world that the bar is on. The name of cities, nearby things like that. There can be a set system of government, the Wing City Police Department, but their "jurisdiction" only stretches so far. Some of the most interesting roleplay I've seen/participated in has involved characters coming from other worlds and having to either deal with, work around, or confront the system of government set in the Multiverse.
Alternately, some of the worst and most frustrating MV roleplaying I've seen has been .. involving characters coming from other worlds and having to deal with, work around, or confront the system of government set in the Multiverse.
I've always seen the MV as a hallways connecting various rooms. The rooms are your own story, your own ideas, your own canon, your own characters; it's where your friends gather and you control things. When you're out in that hall, however, all bets are off. That isn't to say you can pull things out of your ass, but you accept and understand a certain amount of handicap.
For instance, my character Liesha Kennicot is a Special Agent in the United States government, from her Earth. She's aware that there are other Earths, and that she doesn't had any control when in the MV. That's fine. However, when someone else walks up to her and starts trying to give her orders claiming that their faction has taken over mine without a single bit of IC content, that's when things start to go awry.
Reading back over the original post, it seems that the Multiverse has as much substance as you give it. It's a sandbox location where you can freely interact with new characters that you might not get a chance to. For a while, I used the MV as a way to try and test out ideas with people before making a roleplay out of it. You get your circles of friends (as Patch mentioned, his crew of eight) and you go at it. Sometimes you meet in the middle, and sometimes you don't.
And at the risk of ranting, that is all I have to say about that.
