Colors to fill the world.

Colors to fill the world.

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Become a fragment of a god (or controle one!) , raise a army! , fight a giant living painting who holds a magical paintbrush!....wait what?

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Introduction

Long long ago , before the land was made , before the sun shined , before time itself rested a pantheon of beings. Gods as mortals would later come to call them. Here they sat at the edge of nothingness , coversing with one another on what ever matter caught their divine whimsey and like everything they had done and everything they will do they created....everything. Each took a name , each took a dominion over what they would make and each set out to fill the nothingness with those very ideas.

From them came time , from them came the world , from them came the people , the beasts and the very balance of good and evil. One such god , tiny in power compared to the others took a aspect no one was expecting him to. He became the god of art. Not only did he bring this aspect to the already growing mortals and their lives , but he gave the gift in many forms. Music came from his every word , poetry from every passing step he took. Beautifull paintings and sketchs and drawings flowed from his fingers when ever they moved.

But with his powers came observation "What are the mortals doing with my gifts?" He asked himself , this unfortunately is what would lead to a event that starts our story. For you see , to observe a mortal a god must become mortal themselves. No fool was this god , to simply make himself mortal and leave his powers behind so he took them with him in a sence. He shattered his very being , turning each piece in to different items of his aspect and keeping the largest ;a massive paintbrush that could bring what it painted to life; for himself.

From there we traveled the world , looking , searching and often enjoying the many incarnations mortals had made with his gifts. The works he would never have come up with , the songs never sung , the poetry that would never have been written. For a time he was happy but in his bliss he made a mistake , he found a type of art he never anticipated. Dark in nature , songs meant to unease and scare , paintings of hellish demons and torture but the god realized these things had there place and in his haste to try out this new breed of art he created....'it'.

The beast. Formless in it's own way , a pure form of fear and darkness , everything that the god had not put in to his original arts , he made it to this one solid mass of tortured art. With it's creation came a hand , larger then a hut and scaled that came down with a sickening thwack and crushed the gods mortal body back in to nothingness. When it rose it took with it it's creators paint brush and with that brush it has created a army that has put most of the world in a vice grip of opression.

Thirty years now have passed in that time and much of the old history has been destroyed by the beast , in hopes that the mortals will come to see it and it alone as the only god available to the world. But there is hope. The other fragments , tho smaller then the paintbrush the beast holds still exist and they have found new masters and mistress's , they have taken form and with their mortal allies they will try to bring down the greatest monolith of darkness the world has ever seen
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TIME AND TECH AND GOALS OH MY!

Time? Depends where you are really. The west dark lands and central plains are stuck in a sort of midevil time , tho their weapons tech is far more advanced then anywhere else in the world due to...well , killing each other constantly. The east desert while having alot more in the way of public tech (trains , communications , electricity) has little need for weapons as the desert itself often weeds out invading armies. The southern oceans play home to the merfolk who are reclusive but live in a very magic dominated society. Magic rules there and magic enforces said rule. To the north you have the mountains , not much there as far as anyone knows....then again no one really goes there.

As for the goal? Raise a army , go to war , beat back the evil , get the girl!.....or get killed and let the beast eat the world. Whoops.

Available Characters.

Aspects. (These are the pieces of the god that broke off when he became mortal. For instance a aspect of music might be a harp or one of poetry may simply be something symbolic , like a muse or some forbidden box that has inspired certain great works of poetry. They have human form and are ultimately bound to whatever human holds their true form.)

Aspect of music: Taken- Black Wolf.
Aspect of poetry: Open.
Aspect of ink: Taken- Me.
Aspect of charcoal: Open.
More to come if needed/suggested in OOC thread.

Chosen. (The mortals that have found the aspects true forms and keep those items safe. Their power comes from the aspects items themselves , such as with the example above for the aspect of music being a harp. Perhaps certain songs of notes cause elemental effects of heal. Who knows? be creative! On top of that they have complete controle over Aspects and as such a Aspect CANNOT refuse a order given by them while they are holding the Aspects true form towards them.)

Chosen of music: Reserved.
Chosen of Poetry: Open.
Chosen of ink: open.
Chosen of charcoal: Reserved.
More to come if needed/suggested in OOC thread.

The Generals. (Created by the beast to hunt down and destroy the history of the other gods and the Aspects of it's creator. They are easily as strong if not stronger then a single aspect each and as such are very feared.)

General one: Reserved.
General two: Open.
General three: Open.
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A light breeze , birds chirping , high noon sun and the calming sound of of waves splashing against the dock. For Tillian it was a perfect little day and with his fishing rod stuck in to his sandle he was already well in to his third nap between catchs. His little town , a nameless little road side farming community was....less high hoped then tillian. Not only were the armies of the dark beast slowly gaining grown in the plainsland but all the fleeing people gave little buissiness to the shops and inn of the town. With every capable gaurd taken in to the armies to fight the beast the town had also become a popular spot for thieves to pick what they could from fleeing travelers and the rare noble man.

But still , that mattered little to Tillian. Thieves and ruffians were already warned to stay away from his fishing dock , the knocked out thieves that tried to take his catchs last time made a rather telling 'do not aproach' sign. With a yawn and a yank coming from his foot Tillian woke up , kicking his foot up and pulling a large tuna out of the water and maknig it land on a pile of others in a basket before smiling and lazily getting up , slinging his rod over his shoulder and cracking his neck from side to side with a grin. "That should do it for awhile. Can probably take a couple days off with this." Giving another yawn Tillian shook it off and picked up his basket with his free hand , stomping off his dock and back towards his little paradise farming village "Good thing too , all this works killin' my mood."

It would be a short walk before he reached the town and at his pace it would only take longer. Luckily he never really was in any kind of hurry.

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The light clicking of heels echoed across the corridor of a dimly-lighten, medieval castle. It was the last one standing with the slightest sensation of proper human life; the last one radiating even a speck of rebellion. All the soldiers that had once shouted words of a new promised land lay dead before the feet of a young, alluring female. Their dark red blood laid splattered on the walls, the floor, and even the ceiling whilst the bodies rested in twisted ways. Nothing looked pretty in the battle field that had deemed itself upon that castle; nothing looked like a place for a woman to be at. Everything was twisted, and horrendous, and repulsive.

In complete contrast to the filthy, men-infest castle, she emanated softness and grace. If it hadn't been for her blood-splattered dress and weapon, anyone that saw her would of thought she was lost. But no, she was the victor of the battle; she was the murderer, the one responsible for the death of the entire place. It had been her who had massacred countless men, but who also was not done yet. There were a few left, and they hid behind the door that she stood in front of.

Cecile extended her palm and rested it on the large wooden door before giving it a gentle push. She wasn't surprised when it didn't open, nor was she surprised when she heard the grunts of the men behind it as they summoned their strength to further barricade the entrance to the only room her bloody hands had yet to touch. Their efforts brought a smile to the lovely creature and also made her giggle, which undoubtedly sent a horrified shiver to the men.

"Shall I sing you a song?," Cecile murmured as she picked up her heavy staff with both hands and slammed one of the ends onto the stone floor. A wave of blue-violet light rippled the ground soon thereafter, introducing the beginning of her spell. It traveled underneath the door and continued its journey inside, which produced horrified screams of the unknown from all inside. Following suit was her seraphic voice that sung in latin words the phrases of agony. "I promise it'll make your dreams come true. It'll make you suffer, it'll make you beg, it'll make you bleed, and you'll do unspeakable things to yourself with your own hands. But that's the price you pay when you challenge me; that's the price you pay for not letting me in."

Beyond the door, everything Cecile had spoken of became reality. The nightmares the men had dreamed throughout their entire lives took a form and made their last minutes on Earth miserable. Their screams and their begs resonated the walls within the room, amplifying the torture. And blood escaped through the bottom of the door before everything was all over. "I wouldn't of been so cruel, had you let me in," she smiled.

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The sound of the clanking of game pieces used were of the only, other than the soft, hollow music of the many stringed gu-zheng instrument, as the light scent of a sweet, flowery fruit-like incense filled the room, surrounded in silky textures and extravagant color. There were gentle movements though, of course, as it came when traveling in carriages across dusty roads. The musical instrument was being played by the young girl accompanying her on the journey, who seemed to have trouble concentrating on her instrument. Qiyue had placed a white stone piece on a point, before taking up a black piece as well, as she played her mind against herself, finding much bothersome boredom. The game of weiqi, although her favorite, was becoming bland as of lately. She leaned against a fur covered seat, having great comfort, but it did not help ease her ever growing dull mood.

A high pitched note that was off-key caught her attention.

The orient dressed woman distastefully glanced towards the ever stumbling girl, whose fingers kept missing a note, and Yue could tell that the girl was well aware of her displeasure. Her fan was put shut, irritation, although not shown on the woman's face but instead a calm smiling charade, was beginning to be poking at her nerves. "Yiko," she called the girl's name, and the music stopped, as the younger's head was turned towards the older. The girl, Yiko, laid in a corner, her instrument in tow, and her plain clothing contrasted to her surroundings, making her seem out of place. The girl twiddled with a strand of long brown hair, before had she nervously reply back. "Y-yes?"
Yue didn't seem to be as affected with fear as Yiko was though. "Your playing seems to be getting out of practice, hasn't it?" She tilted her head in a way of innocence and free spirit, which only further added anxiety to the smaller girl. "S-so it seems. I must be getting older, since my vision has become a bit blurry."

She sat back up in a straighter position slowly, "is that so?" Yue opened the fan again, and waved it towards her face once. "I see. It has been quite a journey for us both, hasn't it, Yiko?" The girl looked in frightened eyes, like the prey in the den of the predator. "Y-yes. Uhm, where are you going with this, Lady Qiyue?"
The girl sat still in almost shock, as she watched the elegant woman before her close the fan once more, and have a dark, cold glare headed her way. A smile crept up on the woman's graceful features, as her hands reached for her sword that was never too far away. She stood, and approached closer. Yiko had sunk back, instrument left, her back against a wooden wall, the bumps of the road steadily getting louder.

"You know.. I, and the rest of the world, don't have much use for ugly things that cannot play a simple melody."

The girl couldn't even scream, as Yue's eyes widened when she slashed the girl's throat, before it mended itself in painfully slow manner. "I think that this journey had gotten me hungry. Aren't you, Yiko?" A truly sadistic smile crossed her features, blood splatters had already splattered onto her cheek, as she took a finger to swipe it off and glancing at the beloved color of red that she truly yearned for. The blood on the wall decorated the pretty cloth occupying it. She watched the tears of the girl, as a pale red tattoo-like mark appeared on Yue's forehead; she continued watching as Yiko shriveled away to dust. Within the slow, agonizing seconds of her final moments, the girl finally let out a shriek, before becoming gone from this world.

Minutes passed, before the mark disappeared, and the sadistic smile made way for a laugh of entertained pleasure. "Ahh~ I suppose that I'm going to have to find another piece of entertainment to indulge into." At least she had a meal. Such a lovely carriage service this was, indeed.

Her eyes turned to the pile of dust that stood out from the beautiful fabrics in the carriage, Yiko's clothes left in a slump. The smile turned into a disgusted scowl, and she pulled out her fan once more, as if to hide her nose from an awful smell. Yue could feel the carriage come to a stop. The driver peeked through the cloth that served as a door. "We are here, miss."

She looked towards the young man, and let a deceivingly warm eyed look let through as she spoke. "Have we? I was getting restless," she walked her way out, bare feet hitting soft grass. Yue breathed in some air, as she looked over the view of some forest. There was supposedly a village ahead. As she walked, she stopped mid-step, and turned slightly. ".. Oh. Be sure to dispose of the mess inside. It's disgusting to look at." The man looked on in confusion.

As she walked away, slowly disappearing into the forest, sword and dagger tied to her waist. Yue smiled when she heard a terrified scream from the driver as she could imagine that he must've found the remains of her boredom. The enjoyable feeling of knowing how she loved to see the suffering of others coursed through her veins. Her skin tingled in excitement of what fun she could have with the humans up ahead.

She couldn't help but laugh in eager excitement.

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Re: [OOC] Colors to fill the world.

AWESOME...I'M WAITING FOR YOUR FIRST POST XD XD XD

Re: [OOC] Colors to fill the world.

RP STARTS TOMARROW MORNING. TO DRUNK TO POST NOW.

I'M YELLING WITH CAPLOCKS.

Re: [OOC] Colors to fill the world.

Agreed. Hope this starts soon. :3

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i think we should stop this argument...it is going no where...we can do this all day...XD Let's wait for Zolzol's signal and then we can start rp-ing, alright?

Re: [OOC] Colors to fill the world.

But the aspects are on the gods side, so how can it be used to kill other gods?

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I think...they're many gods so they have to use as much help as they can possibly have? You don't try to kill gods if you don't have strong back-ups and allies...so I think...they will want to recruit and steal the aspects and/or chosens so they will have stronger back-ups...?

Re: [OOC] Colors to fill the world.

Ya but still it is a part of a god, and if their goal is to destroy the gods and take over the world, I don't see a reason why they should spare parts of minor a god.

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true...but...the aspects are only the parts of a small small god...minor god...they're not the parts of the bigger gods...

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Ya and in order to destroy the god they have to destroy the aspects which are parts of god.

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I thought their goal is to take over the world and destroy the gods or something like that?

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I guess if they get the aspect to cooperate, but their goal is to destroy aspect not use them.

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alright...then I assume that if a general steals an aspect, they can control said aspect to some extend then? since they're definitely not humans and they're not...by any mean...weak...right?

Re: [OOC] Colors to fill the world.

Let's go with what Forever said. It makes sence and I am waaaay to tired to think of reasonable and sound rules.

Anyways! Theres still a couple spots left and one reserved (The last general) but if those don't fill up I can start anyways in a day or two.

Re: [OOC] Colors to fill the world.

I assume that the aspect would simply be too powerful for a regular human being, and the abstract would try to get back to the chosen. For the second question, since they are all part of the god, they should be able to recognize each other. Although the generals can be thought of more powerful than aspects, they were made from an aspect, so I would think that they could sense the aspects, but not communicate with them, like aspects can do with each other.

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I have two questions...XD

what will happen if someone...for example...uhm...a general or another human steals an aspect...will they become...the chosen of said aspect and can command said aspect? or they can only order the aspect and don't become the aspect 's new chosen?... because you know...you said in the rp introduction that when the chosens hold the aspects' true forms...the aspects cannot refuse the orders given by the chosens...

and can an aspect recognize another aspect when they meet each other? are they like...brothers and sisters to each other? if they are, then does that mean the generals are also...somewhat...a part of the aspect family, too? 'cause you know, you wrote that the generals are kinda like the aspects...only with more power

Re: [OOC] Colors to fill the world.

Reserved! I'll be updating the reserved and taken spots tomarrow afternoon , but for now. Sleep and then work. Good night.

Re: [OOC] Colors to fill the world.

Ah, cheesus, forgot to reserve. Before someone claims the last spot after I spent tons of time, may I reserve the third General?

Re: [OOC] Colors to fill the world.

Go to it. Second generals yours.

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Really now! Well, I shall make him then, old chap. That is, if zolzol gives the okay.