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Harper Mayweather

"This is the part where I say something deep, right?"

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a character in “A Traveler's Tale”, as played by Homesick Angel

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| Harper Lynn Mayweather |
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"You know what they say right? You need a touch of insanity to do great things... Or maybe I just say that."
♫♫♫ The Outsiders | NeedToBreathe ♫♫♫






Mᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ.


| Nicknames |Image
"What? Harper isn't pretty enough? Tell me I'm pretty!"

| Role |
The Dreamer

| Age |
26

| Height |
5'3"

| Build |
Feminine


| Appearance |

What's there to say about Harper that a good once over wouldn't tell you? Locks of auburn brown hair fall down past her shoulders. By the grace of God and good fortunes, her hair has decided to keep itself straight, requiring only the minimal of combing, else Harper might just had cut it all off a long time ago. However, when she wants to feel especially pretty she has been known to curl it. Bright dapple brown eyes are always happy and sparkling, looking upward toward the heavens and the clouds. She's stands at a meager five foot three inches, and on the lighter end of the scale at one-hundred fifteen pounds. She has a reckless swinging gait, hands and arms flying every which way-- an outlet for her boundless energy. Her face is composed of soft angles that form into her jawline and her cheeks. That very face is incredibly expressive, and manages to speak [i]almost
as much as her tongue does. A quick glance easily reveals whatever she's thinking or feeling at a moment's notice.

Her body, well it isn't supermodel quality, as much as she tries to argue. Actually, her body's quite realistic. No plastic, no jarring forms, just simply organic. She's not a barbie doll. She has natural curves from her chest to her waist all the way to her hips. This she knows, and she milks it for all she's worth. Harper loves to pop her hips as she walks if she's in a playful mood. Otherwise, she's average. Average bust, average dimensions, average, average, average. Something need to be, because Harper certainly isn't your average lady. What she likes to wear varies. Maybe varies isn't the right word. She likes to what what she likes to wear, which mean she wears anything she very well pleases. Labels are for losers. From a hoodie and jeans to a sundress and flats, it doesn't matter. She does however like to put stuff on her head. Stuff. it doesn't necessarily have to be a hat. More often than once she had forced her gourd into a cardboard box.

| Distinguishing Features |
Dancing wild eyes and an expressive face. In the ways of tattoos, she has a compass on her shoulder and a chain around her wrist.






Bᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪsɢᴜɪsᴇ.

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| Personality |


If she knows that she's crazy, then is she really crazy? Do crazy people have that kind of self-awareness? Despite the tiny package, Harper is a larger than life figure. Harper knows that her personality is atypical of the norm. She is energetic, optimistic, and ambitious, with her eyes always turned toward the horizon. Harper doesn't know the meaning of the word hesitation. If she wants to do something, then by God she's going to do it without a second thought. There's a drive there and she won't accept anything less than perfect. She blames her OCD for this. That being said, adding to the list of words she doesn't know the meaning to, surrender is another. She's not going to give up on something. This manifests itself in everything from small to large. If she wants to know something about someone, then she'll nag them until either they relent, or she gets shooed off- even then, they'll just have to contend with her later.

Harper does not possess the mind of an ordinary person. Her thought process is a strange one. It gives rise to unique and strange ideas that may seem crazy-- but always crazy enough to work. Unless, you know, there's a simpler solution to be had. At which point, by all means, lets go with that one. By no means is Harper a shy creature, and the mere though of the word shy and Harper in the same sentence is laughable. Unless the sentence is "Harper's a few cards shy of a whole deck". Then it's true. She will talk to anyone, anywhere, no matter who they are, what they look like, or what they're doing. More often than once she'd had an entire conversation just to realize she doesn't know the other party's name.

She can be likened to a magpie, incessantly chirping and taken to flights of fancy. Harper is the last person you should trust a secret to, as she is the little birdy that tells secrets. Nevertheless, the tries to be a warm open person, who will not allow herself to feel disheartened, sad, or sorry for herself. She doesn't like it when others are sad, and will always try to cheer people up. A smile is worth much more to her than a frown. She likes to sing, sometimes obnoxiously so. Sometimes she stricken with the urge to dance, so she does. She's a free-spirit with her head in the clouds which give her a nice view on the world.

Life is not all sunshine and rainbows though, and Harper is no different. She sometimes has bouts of self doubt, which tend to frighten her. If she feels anything besides her default happy-go-lucky nature it terrifies her. She will always put on a show like everything is alright and fine, but her face tends to betray her attempts. She freely admits she's a bit crazy, but what she doesn't admit is she's afraid that it's true. It's best to hide in plain sight, after all.





| Likes | Dislikes
Sunshine & Rainbows Clouds & Rain
Hats Sadness
Music Secrets
Orderly neatness Messy Chaos
Smiles Medicine


| Secrets |

~ Mental Illness ~
While it's possible she might have one, she hasn't had herself checked out for fear of being proven correct. Still, this secret isn't for her, but rather her mother and sister. Mental illness runs in her family, with her mother suffering from Manic/Depressive Schizophrenia. There were times where she was the happiest person in the world, and she and Harper were the best of friends, and there were other times where she wouldn't give her daughter the time of day, and just yelled at her. Sparced between these episodes were moments of paranoia, hallucinations, or mumbling to herself. Comparably, Harper was a beacon of normalcy. She keeps this bit of information to herself, for fear if anyone else knew, they'd think she was just as crazy.

| Fears |

- Heights -
It's not the fall that'll kill you, but the sudden stop at the end.

- Insanity -
While she likes to play up the fact that she's off-kilter, it terrifies her greatly that one day it won't be an act, and she'll end up like her mother and sister.






Rᴇᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ.


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History

On the surface, the Mayweathers were your typical family of five. Harper was the youngest child, with a year separating her and her brother and six between her and her sister. They were just your usual suburban family, the father worked while the mother stayed at home with her children. Though you know what they say, never judge a book by it's cover. The Mayweather's were anything but ordinary. Their mother suffered from a mental disorder, a Manic/Depressive Schizophrenia. Basically a bipolar schizo. She was the best mother any of them could have when she was in her manic moods. Boundless energy, loving, excited, and happy. These were the best times, and ones that Harper looks the most fondly on. It was the depressive and the schizophrenia that they could have done without. There were weeks at a time where her mother would hole up in their bedroom and just lie the day away. These days, she had a short fuse and would blow up at the slightest hint. The three siblings stepped on eggshells once her bedroom door shut and locked.

Their father... Well, during these weeks he simply left. He rented a motel room and left the kids to fend for themselves. More than once Harper smelled alcohol on him on the days he returned. It was during these episodes the Mayweather children looked after each other. Since her sister, Angela, was the oldest it was her they tended to look up to, but her and her brother, Caleb did their share. They cooked, they cleaned, they tried not to raise their mother's wrath, and they cared for each other in these weeks. Inevitably, their mother always relapsed back into her mania and she apologized profusely for her actions, and their father returned letting the next month or so become relatively normal.

Life continued on this schedule and it wasn't until Harper reached her teens that she realized their way of life was certainly not normal. But they survived, and they had more happy times than sad times. It certainly wasn't typical, but it was life. During Angela's late teens, Harper and Caleb noticed something.. Odd about their sister. She began to have episodes reminiscent of their mother's. Though none of them admitted it, this terrified both Harper and Caleb. They both feared that they would end up just like that. It terrified them to no end. Soon, in a bout of mania, their sister moved out west, toward California on a moments notice, leaving both Caleb and Harper with their mother and father.

Both children went through their late teens in fear of the Bipolar disorder, but they came and went without incident. Harper believed she got off easy with only a mild case of (self-diagnosed) OCD. Once they were old enough, they struck out on their own and found employment. Caleb and Harper kept in touch all the way up to the... Incident.

Harper had her ear-buds in, singing along to a song she had playing-- much to the chagrin of the other passengers-- when it wrecked. When she left, imagine her shock and surprise to find out that she basically didn't exist anymore. Her family was nowhere to be find, her office didn't recognize her, shooing her out the door like some leper. This terrified her like nothing else had. Was finally going crazy? Was this how she would lose her mind? How much of her past did she make up? Or was it her present she was hallucinating. Needless to say, this sudden upheaval did her no favors. After an incident that involved her grabbing the collar of a stranger and begging him to, "Tell me I exist!", she was sent to the nearest asylum. The appearance of the woman in white did little to assuage her fears, but she still felt compelled to listen.

Following a figment of her imagination was better than rotting away in some cell, after all. Could she truly be crazy if she knows all of her circumstances are crazy? Well, she's about to find out.


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So begins...

Harper Mayweather's Story

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The World of Sisao
Traveler Azi

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The traveler of Sisao, Azi, slithered her way quickly toward the dungeon. Nearing gasping for hair, she twisted her way through the darkness as quickly as she could; holding her torch aloft in her left hand. Rounding the corner, she suddenly stopped. It was true! She looked to her ring in disbelief. Sure enough, the gem had lit up and was glowing brighter and brighter with every foot closer she came to the portal.

Azi came around the corner and slammed her ring against the rock- causing the wall to ripple away; revealing the portal's cave. As she did so, not one but several bodies came spilling out. Azi stood in shock, eyes wide at the scene before her. The group of humans fumbled all over themselves; some crying out, others quickly rolling to their feet. Azi blinked at them curiously, appearing just as shocked as them. "Travelers? In Sisao?"

The question seemed more to herself than to them. After a beat, Azi seemed to remember her training and straightened herself out, blushing deeply. "Sorry, I- um.. Oh, jeeze, we've.. we've never had other travelers here.." Laughing to herself, she waved away her surprise and offered them a smile. "Sorry, I'm just.. Wow, this is amazing.." Shaking her head again she slithered in a tight circle, before settling onto her coils and looking at them. "Right, introductions. I am Azi, Traveler of Sisao.. and you are..." Azi trailed off, as if looking for the right words, completely unaware that the 100 degree Fahrenheit weather would be smoldering for the humans on her doorstep. "Humans!" She exclaimed the word as if she would win a prize, appearing very pleased with herself.

"Humans in Sisao... How wonderful... How-- right! Travelers.. I suppose I should catch you up on why you're needed. She said that you would be confused. Are you all from Earth?" She was slithering about their ranks now, peering at each of them curiously. "You will have to change... The first rule of traveling is that you can not bring things across realms...You..." Azi stopped, placing her hand to her forehead. How was she going to hide a group of humans in Sisao? She would never get away with it, and judging by the sweat pouring off of them- they would never live through it. Then she remembered her training; something that had taken place some odd hundred years ago. They would have to change. Yes. [i]The cuffs![i]

"I'm so happy you're here... but, we have Sisao under control," Azi went on, twisting so that she sat on her coils; her back to the group. "The treaty is tomorrow, so I guess I know why you're here but... Oh, yes, that's right.. you're new and I'm just blabbering on. I promise I will explain everything once I get you settled... but first!" As she turned back around, she held out to them a hand full of golden snake bands. "You'll need these to navigate the world."

Upon placing the bracelets on their wrists, each person would look down to see a golden brown snake tail grow , and matching scales manifest on their chests. "Don't panic! They are just illusions, my friends! They only work while you are wearing the bracelet. There are no humans here on Sisao; in order to get you into the palace, you will have to look like one of us... a Serpine. Please, try to remain calm and follow me. I promise, I will explain everything." Nodding, Azi motioned for them to follow her. The travelers would find that walking felt as it always had. True to her words, the tails were nothing but illusions, and the travelers would even be able to feel their legs moving.


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Emily Lauren Marshall
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Emily let out a scream as the whirl of color and wind finally stopped around her. The blinding light of the tunnel of color and gusts had came to such an abrupt stop that she hadn't prepared herself. With an Unf Emily landed onto a pile of bodies and sand. Gasping, Emily scrambled off the chest she had landed on and got to her feet. The first thing she noticed was that it was scalding hot in the room. The air nearly took her breath away and beads of sweat instantly began beading on her lower back. As she came to her full height she began to look around. What she found, did not make her feel any better about her situation. Standing in front of her was a seven foot tall...You have got to be shitting me...

"Travelers? In Sisao?" Emily blinked, grabbing the sand brick wall for the support. It talks... "Sorry, I- um.. Oh, jeeze, we've.. we've never had other travelers here.." So it was a traveler, like her. Emily found herself breathing a little heavy, feeling more than just a little freaked out. The half snake, half woman who revealed herself to be named Azi continued talking and then handed her a bracelet. By now Emily had decided that if shit was going to keep getting weirder, then she might as well roll with it. At any rate, the portal had closed behind them so going back to a world that had no recollection of her existing wasn't even an option.

Feeling insecure, Emily walked behind one of the sand pillars in the room and stripped down to her white lace underwear. They couldn't take anything with them, Azi had said, but she drew the line at her underwear. Surely a few pieces of undergarments wouldn't upset the balance of the realm. Emily looked skeptically down at the bracelet. With a sigh, she slipped it on. At once, a long sand colored tail seemed to grow out of her thighs. Something seemed to lift her up, and if she wasn't busy nearly hyperventilating she might have thought that it was wonderfully beautiful and exciting. Ever little girl dreams of being different, of being chosen; special. Emily looked down at the tail under her, gingerly feeling the smoothness of her scales. This can't be happening..

Azi seemed to be moving on, gesturing for them to follow. Still in mild shock, Emily took a step to follow after her- surprised and delighted to find that the woman was right; walking felt just as it always had. It was strange. She was so much taller, but it simply felt like she was walking on a platform. It would take some getting used to, but the heat of the place had already started to ease. Something about the bracelet had given her an adaption mechanism. Looking around, she was relieved to see that everyone else had tails now, too. "Don't panic! They are just illusions, my friends! They only work while you are wearing the bracelet. There are no humans here on Sisao; in order to get you into the palace, you will have to look like one of us... a Serpine. Please, try to remain calm and follow me. I promise, I will explain everything."

Remain calm... right.." Feeling numb, Emily cast a glance at everyone else and then nodded slowly. She began to follow after Azi, twisting her hands together nervously in front of her. "Please let this all just be a dream," she muttered quietly to herself. Feeling incredibly uncomfortable, she cleared her throat and said loudly, to everyone, "M-my name is Emily.."


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She wondered if anyone else had caught the white rabbit yet, because she certainly hadn't. What was a rabbit hole without a rabbit after all? Because in all honesty this entire thing was becoming a bit surreal real quickly. From not existing, the weird dreams, to a random swirling gate of light, Harper's already tenuous grasp on reality was slipping away by the moment. However, she still felt pain, so that was a good sign. Perhaps not the most pleasant one, but good nonetheless. She was still sane enough to feel pain. Fortune had seen fit to put her near the bottom of the mass of arms and legs, and she became acutely aware of an elbow digging deep into her kidneys.

"I appreciate the thought, but could whoever has the knife for an elbow kindly stop? They suck at massages," she deadpanned, slapping about the general area. That was when things kept slipping down the already slippery slope. In front of them stood-- well, not stood, stood implies possession of legs. What "stood" in front of them decidedly did not. A woman in appearance, but a snake in form. Where in the hell were they? The only answer Harper didn't want was in her mind. Brushing the temporary thought of insanity off, she instead focused on the woman, and the people around her.

Harper coughed and then non so subtly pointed at the woman, turning back to look at the collected others. "Everyone else sees this, right? And not just me?" She reaffirmed. Hopefully, she wasn't the only crazy one here. She then chuckled loudly, shrugging the whole thing off. "Ohh... My therapist would have a field day with this... You know, if he still remembered me," She said, nodding to herself.

Next came the oppressive heat. She hadn't noticed it before, but now not under a writhing mass of limbs, she could feel it. It was hot, but at least it was dry heat. If there had been humidity in the air... Well, there wasn't much she could do. She'd have to bare it, one way or another, but at least this way was doable. She found a bracelet shoved into her hands, and overwhelmed with how odd everything had gotten and how fast things were moving, she simply peeled her coat off-- leaving a calico scarf and a simple white tank top in it's place. Simple enough jive nearly anywhere and everywhere. She wasn't about to get naked in front of these strangers. She wasn't that crazy-- yet.

The bracelet had a... Strange effect, to put it lightly. From pink and squishy to sandy and scaly with a tail. Not only that, she was lifted up from her once meager height. That managed to draw some white into her eyes as they grew as big as saucers. She was relieved to find that she didn't grow too tall, seeing as she and heights never got along. With the initial scare out of the way, she simply looked at her new form and nodded aloofly. "Of course. Because this it totally normal. Yep, a totally normal Tuesday for me," Harper said, honestly feeling a bit drained by all these surprises. The charm had long since wore off, and at that point she was simply rolling with the punches, at least until they figure out what the hell was going on.

For a moment though, her tone lost all joviality and pitch and she just looked at the rest of her... Companions? She honestly didn't know who these people were. "Seriously though. This is really happening? I'm not going crazy?" She asked. Then a woman introduced herself as Emily, and the serious face dropped. She raised her own hand and swung it above her head, adding her own name to the mix, "Harper!"

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Character Portrait: Daniel Torres Character Portrait: Avery Darling Character Portrait: Emily Marshall Character Portrait: Monalisa De La Luca Character Portrait: The Traveler Character Portrait: Jackson Smith Character Portrait: Judas Character Portrait: Harper Mayweather Character Portrait: Dracen Mallory
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Avery Darling
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As the end of the tunnel came upon her, Avery grabbed the nearest person to her and squeezed onto them; letting out a shrill scream of panic as they began to free-fall. When she landed with the person she was still attached to, she immediately gasped for air. The room was like a sauna without the steam and her lungs felt like they were on fire. A voice was talking to them, but her ears were ringing and her eyes were still adjusting to the torchlight that lit the room. [color=plum]What the hell just happened? Avery refused to let go of the arm she had latched on to; until she looked up into the man's face. He looked as though he could snap her in half. Eyes wide, she released him.

"Humans in Sisao... How wonderful... How-- right! Travelers.. I suppose I should catch you up on why you're needed. She said that you would be confused. Are you all from Earth?" Avery slowly looked up- and up, and up, and up. Terror rooted her to the spot, and though she could see the lips moving; the words were lost to her. Snake. The one creature that she was completely terrified of. Her chest began to rise and fall rapidly as she backed against the wall, looking very much like a scared animal. The giant creature came over to her and placed a golden band in her hand; but she was too terrified to move or run from it.

The room began to blur around her central vision and her body threatened to collapse with shaking knees. "I-I-I.. I can't. I can't." The words were whispered as big tears swelled into her eyes. She was too terrified to move, completely paralyzed. One of the other members of the group were talking too, something about asking if everything was real or not. Avery, shaking like a leaf now and pale white, turned her eyes to the dark haired woman... and then she blacked out. Everyone around her was shifting into nightmarish snakes. She was only blacked out for a second, because when she came back too she was leaning against the wall, and the woman was talking again."Seriously though. This is really happening? I'm not going crazy?" Bless this woman. Bless her for being able to function and speak exactly what was on Avery's mind. In the next moment, they were giving introductions.

Not Avery. She had dropped her bracelet as if it were on fire the second she saw it's effects, and silent tears were streaming down her face as she shook her head and curled up against the wall that had once been the portal. Maybe if I.. if I just sit here, they'll all go with it and.. and I can just... just... go back home or something.. Her heart was thundering in her ears. Everyone was turning into snakes all around her, and it was as if she was caught up in a nightmare she couldn't escape from. "I want to go home," she hiccuped, breathing so quickly that her body was threatening to pass her out again. To her terror, everyone around her had changed into the 'Serpine' race; but worse, they were leaving. The heat was unbearable.

Gingerly, and sobbing quietly, Avery walked over to her bracelet and picked it up. "I can't, I can't.. Snakes, I... P-please, is there another way?" Azi had turned the corner up ahead, seeming to not hear her. Avery glanced to everyone else helplessly, and then back down to her bracelet. Hiccuping, she walked behind a pillar like one of the other girls had done and took off her jacket and shirt, leaving her in her boyshorts and a black tanktop. Shaking, she slipped the bracelet on. She managed to take a few steps out from behind the pillar, slightly shorter than everyone else but a snake like them nonetheless. She took a few deep breaths, feeling like she might be okay... and then she looked down. It was too much. Panic licked up her spine, and Avery passed out; crumpling to the ground. She landed with a soft thud, her new coils catching her fall and cushioning her landing.


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Judas's stomach churned, his panic heightened by his lack of awareness, intensified by the feeling of timid hands wrapped around his forearm. All of the anxiety was quelled as he was spat out through a portal, tossed into fine sand face first. He grunted as a person with a small frame landed on top of him, his efforts to pick himself up off the ground doing nothing to deter the person's hold. He snapped his head to the side, his eyes narrowing in on a girl that couldn't be much younger than sixteen who was hopelessly clinging to him. His glare caught her attention eventually and she backed away, leaving Judas to emit a tsk of annoyance before pushing himself up on his feet.

"Humans in Sisao... How wonderful... How-- right! Travelers.. I suppose I should catch you up on why you're needed. She said that you would be confused. Are you all from Earth?" He raised his gaze and was immediately petrified, stunned as his eyes grew almost comically wide. What he saw before him was a spectacle he thought could only be seen in movies—a half woman half snake creature who seemed to be pleasantly surprised by their arrival.

Judas gathered his bearings, looking behind him as others began to shuffle to stand. They all seemed familiar but he couldn't begin to place their faces, even the pointy faced boy with the white hair. He turned back to the snake woman and his upper lip curled into a scowl, "So-...what? Are you the welcoming community?"

"I'm so happy you're here... but, we have Sisao under control," The she-snake practically squealed, turning away from the group. "The treaty is tomorrow, so I guess I know why you're here but... Oh, yes, that's right.. you're new and I'm just blabbering on. I promise I will explain everything once I get you settled... but first!" Judas cocked his brow as she rambled on, doing a double take as the white-haired boy fell into step beside him, his eyes wide—not in fright—but in curiosity. The kid met Judas's gaze before they were brought out of their brief eye contact by the she-snake turned to hand them each a golden serpent band. "You'll need these to navigate the world."

Judas and the white-haired boy eyed theirs suspiciously as panic ensued behind them, "What're we supposed to do with these?" he demanded.

The white-haired boy seemed in a daze as he mused, "I assume we put them on." His voice was thick with an Irish drawl, but it didn't take away from his precise annunciation and how utterly stuck up this guy sounded.

Judas smirked, "You first." With a curt nod, as if to convince himself into it, the white-haired boy handed his band to him. Judas took it wordlesslesly, watching with a put-off look in his eye as he tugged off his tie and began unbuttoning his shirt. Judas cocked a brow, seeing the expanse of alabaster skin under the white button-up and ogling the sight in disbelief, "Jeez kid, do you even go outside?"

"That's a rather ignorant question," The kid responded, "Of course I go outside." Once the guy was down to his boxer briefs, Judas wordlessly handed the boy his band, watching as he slid it over his left wrist. Judas watched the transformation take place in shock and awe. The boy watched as well, amazed as he grew an additional two inches as a result to his new sandy brown serpent's tail. When it was complete, he looked Judas directly in the eye with a sort of cocky smirk and said, "Your turn."

With a shake of his head and a smirk of his own, Judas began to disrobe, discarding the clothes on his back down to his boxers. Normally he would've been self-conscious about being this nude around others, but with a giant snake lady in front of him that was really the last thing on his mind. Though his toned abdomen was nothing if not something to be desired, the scars that littered his chest and back were not and he liked to keep them hidden. But still. Who would pass up being a fucking snake?! He slipped the band over his left wrist and was surprised that the transformation didn't hurt at all. He nearly smiled as he once again surpassed the white-haired boy in height, nearly boasting as he waggled his brows. Before his new—well, he wouldn't say friend—could retort, a soft thump drew their attention away from each other and onto the crumpled heap of the little girl who'd clung to him early. Judas barely withheld his sigh.

"Some one should help her." The white-haired kid stated, and Judas inwardly groaned. He'd hoped that wouldn't come up. But whatever.

"I've got her," Judas grumbled, walking up to the girl and carefully nudging the young boy out of the way before carrying her bridal style. He was surpised at how light weight she was in spite of her tail, and as two of the girls announced their names, he decided to introduce himself as well, "I'm Judas," before directing his attention to the shock of white-blonde hair, "What do you call yourself kid?"

"Dracen. Dracen Mallory,"

"Dracen," Judas affirmed before shrugging, "Well Drace, I think it'd be best if we follow the snake lady. What do you think?"

Dracen smirked, "You're probably right," Without waiting for the others to follow, Judas carried the unconscious adolescent with the walking albino at his side.

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Everyone had ran down the tunnel after something began to chase them. Never looking back they made it to the end then BAM! before anyone really knew it they were in a smoldering hot desert. Daniel grumbled, rubbing his eyes, and sighing softly as he tried to adjust to his surroundings. After opening his eyes he looked around before see this snake lady. No, nope, no way. Snakes, nope, horrible reptiles... Was all he could really process at the moment. Several people were talking, and would stop as soon as they heard the snake woman speak. Daniel obviously stayed quite, staring at the snake woman for a long period time until he received the bracelet that the other's got as well. Moving it around in his hands he began to inspect it, unsure if he really wanted to put it on. This bracelet could do anything, no one was exactly sure what this bracelet could do even though the snake woman made it clear on what it could do. He hesitating, waiting until he saw others put it on along with taking off their close. Daniel's already wide eyes grew into an extraordinary size as he watch people strip down then slide on the bracelet which turned them into snakes as well. Great, just great... He thought to himself and turned his gaze down at the bracelet. Closing his eyes momentarily he let out a long sigh before stripping down until he only had his undergarments on then he slipped the bracelet on. He opened a single eye to watch as his legs turned into a tail and he rose an inch or two up because of the tail. Finally opening his other eye he looked over his tail, shaking his head several times as a hand went to gently rub over the scales.

"Don't panic! They are just illusions, my friends! They only work while you are wearing the bracelet. There are no humans here on Sisao; in order to get you into the palace, you will have to look like one of us... a Serpine. Please, try to remain calm and follow me. I promise, I will explain everything." Daniel heard Azi say. He looked at her momentarily, giving her a single nod he hesitated and then began to follow after Azi. "Some one should help her." Upon hearing a male say this he turned, looking around to see a girl who had crumpled to the ground. It couldn't have been the heat, could it, or maybe she was scared? She did look young that much was true, unsure of what to do he just stood there. "I've got her," He heard an older male say before he went to go help her. Daniel would have helped her, but he wasn't sure how to help her, plus the older male already seem to be a few steps ahead of Daniel anyways. While all of this was going on he heard a girl say her name, "M-my name is Emily.." then another girl said her name and soon enough a couple of other people in this group began to say their names. "My name is Daniel, but you can call me Danny if you want. Was something he mentioned after everyone else said their name. He began to chew his cheek then after everyone was together he followed a few steps behind the group. Daniel was keeping to himself for the moment, he knew no one in this group, and he didn't trust anyone so he just decided to stay a step or two behind the group. While he was a step or two behind the group he made sure that he always had his eyes on them so that he didn't get lost in this mysterious place.

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Since the accident these past few days, for Dracen, have been a torrent or confusion and trepidation. He was desperate. Completely lost without a place to call home or a soul that still remembered he existed. He found himself searching for answers, worrying himself sick unto death about never being able to see his parents again. Friends, he'd lived without. But his family, what was left of it, was all he had left. Now even that was taken from him and Dracen was in a perpetual state of panic. He hadn't expected the ring to be the key. The mysterious trinket had remained on his right ring finger since it was in his possession. Unbeknownst to him, all of his inner turmoil would have been for not. The ring would lead him to a whole new world with a plethora of experiences but he didn't know that until it led him to a portal. And if there was anything that could confirmed the multiple dimensions theory, it was this. One moment he's staring into a void, the next he's being thrown onto a slew of bodies that belonged to very people that had been involved in the very accident that started all of this.

"I appreciate the thought, but could whoever has the knife for an elbow kindly stop? They suck at massages,"

Dracen immediately shot up off the young woman beneath him, trying in vain not to put any more discomfort on her than he unintentionally already had. The dry heat stuck to the inside of his throat, suffocating him in his flurry of rushed movements. "So-...what? Are you the welcoming community?" His head whipped around from the kindred spirits that were stumbling to get on their feet, his eyes cutting to a man with tanned skin and sandy, blonde hair standing before a large serpent woman. Dracen stood in awe, his legs moving on their own accord as he stood at the older man's side. His eyes took in the vast underground, sand dunes consuming most of the ground and pillars rutting up out of their dense waves. It was more profound than anything he had ever seen in his small, sheltered existence and—Dracen was almost amused to observe—the man standing beside him was reacting as if this was just another day in the life of tall, tan and broody. When the serpent woman spoke of needing something to navigate the terrain, he cocked his brow, mutually meeting the man's gaze beside him before turning back only to be handed a golden band. He knew immediately was expected, though he'd only been half-listening, but his companion didn't seem to have a clue. "What're we supposed to do with these?"

"I assume we put them on." was his response. He'd almost expected to be hit for his sharp tongue, but the man only responded in amusement. He even initiated a challenge, one where Dracen was required to equip the band before him. Of course, as to be expected, Dracen was apprehensive. He didn't know whether it would hurt or what the lasting side affects would be, but it beckoned his intrigue like a cat to curiosity. It would be the death of him, he swore, but that didn't stop him from stripping down to his knickers in front of people he didn't know. The older man's remark in regards to the sickly tone of his skin came to no surprise to the bleach blonde Irish boy. What did come as a surprise was the multitude of scars that littered the man's back and torso. His eyes quickly took in their appearance briefly, approximating just how long they'd been there and what could have caused them. He nearly broke his cold facade when a cat-of-nine-tails was a strong possibility but when the man finally met his gaze again, he presented a countenance as if nothing had occurred.

The girl who took a fainting spell was an oblivious addition to their mutual, unspoken alliance as the man, whom he learned to be known as Judas, cradled her in his arms. He followed Judas after the serpent woman, his eyes committing this underground terrain to memory, looking back over his shoulder to see if the other would follow.

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The World of Sisao
Traveler Azi

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Azi slithered ahead as she listened to the new travelers talk amongst themselves. Apparently one of the younger ones had fainted, but someone had been nice enough to pick her up and carry her. Azi had to smile to herself- after all, this was her first experience with humans in person and it was extremely exciting for her. "This way." The Serpine led the formation through the maze like corridors of the palace dungeon. "You are currently under ground, in the dungeon of Pantheon- our current capital. If all goes well with the treaty tomorrow, the capital will be moved to Nuro; the largest oasis in our realm." As she spoke, Azi lifted one of her spider like arms to point to the sandstone walls. Across the surface were paintings of the castle and the surrounding pools of water. One larger then the rest, labeled Nuro, marked the invisible line between golden swirls to represent Serpine and the red splotches of paint that represented the Scondrells.

As Azi continued down the hall, a battle scene between half-snake men and half-scorpion men came into view, illuminated by her torch light. "Centuries ago there was a great battle between the races, between the Serpine," she indicated the warriors decorated in gold with snake tails, "And the Scondrell," her hand passed over the red army of scorpion men. "Many lives were lost, and in the end a truce was made. We would keep to ourselves, if they would keep to theirs... but the waters have begun to dry up. The smaller pools have turned to mud. Our people need water, and Nuro is the largest source. Naturally, this is where the royal family sought to make their new home... but likewise, the Scondrells had sought the same."

The walls faded back into sandy brick, and she paused briefly before a set of double doors. "Just follow my lead, and say nothing. You are travelers, so the Serpine will understand you and you will understand them." She smiled a bit, giving them a wink, "A nice perk, if you ask me." Nodding, she pushed open the doors and led the group into a massive chamber of marble pillars. From the room they could see outside, where two suns hung high in the atmosphere. Sand. Sand for miles and miles, whisked across the horizon just beyond the marble floor.

Azi cleared her throat, after allowing them a moment to sink in the view and then nodded for them to follow her again. It was a short trip across the marble and through two more sets of doors before she stopped again. "This will be your chamber. I am sorry that it is not more... I was not prepared for so many travelers. I will fetch more comforts for you. Please, wait make yourself at home here and relax." With that, Azi opened the door to the chambers and let the group file in.

Inside the group would find a room with one large square high up on the far wall that looked as though it would work as a window, letting light into the room. In the center of the room the floor dipped into a bowl, a bowl filled with blankets and extremely large pillows. On the left wall a water basin sat built into the stone, and on the right wall a table of fruit and a jug of liquid(red wine) awaited them. Azi bowed gently to them and left them to fetch another tray of fruit.

She was only gone for a minute or two, and when she returned she used her tail to slide the door behind her closed. I know you have a lot of questions. So. Let me start off with the ones I think you're going to ask. Why are you here? Yes. Right. You are here because you have been chosen by Her to be a traveler. What's a traveler? A traveler is a special being selected from their planet to protect not only their planet, but all the planets... and there are nine of them. Every so hundred years, the planets come at risk to fall into darkness. It is our jobs, as travelers, to make sure that they do not." She paused, realizing that she had been pacing slightly backwards and forwards, reciting this as it had been told to her. She softened and turned to face the other travelers.

"Your rings are unique to each of us, and we all have one." She held hers up for them to see, and then continued on. "Our rings are our... how do you humans call it... Passports? Yes, passports. They allow us to understand all languages, send messages back and forth from traveler to traveler, and they help guide us to where we need to be in times of darkness." She paused to let all of the information sink in. "I'll stop here, and let you ask any questions you have so far, because... well.. some of you look as though you're going to bust if I don't let you speak." She smiled, ever patient, and sat onto her coils to wait for the bombardment of questions she just knew was bound to come her way.

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Emily Lauren Marshall
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Emily followed behind the snake in a bit of a daze. Information washed over her and knocked her brain into the sides of her skull repeatedly. When they were finally brought to a room to stay in Emily felt dizzy.
"Are you serious?" The outburst from someone with an Irish accent caught her attention. "You don't seem to grasp the gravity of this situation." Emily's eyes narrowed on the two men, remembering that the taller and older one had carried the young girl in since she had fainted. She stood a few feet away and so when the pale blonde lowered his voice she lost what he was saying. Gathering up her nerve, she walked closer to the two in time to hear: "Who the hell are you? Sherlock Holmes?" The blonde seemed amused, and replied simply
"That's a nice compliment but-...no." Emily cleared her throat. "Hey, it was nice of you to carry that girl," she managed to say. She wanted to ask what the boy, who she could vaguely remember calling himself Dracen, what he had said earlier. Alas, it was not to be. Their guide, Azi, had returned with a lot more to say.

Avery woke up at some point during the speech, her head throbbing from hitting the ground. The snake was talking again and she felt faint all over again. I'm going to die, she thought to herself as she looked down on her tail. Her hands visibly shook as she slowly crawled out of the pillow pit. When she was able to steady herself she walked directly over to the man who had scooped her up. Judas. She could sort of remember him saying his name at some point while she was half passed out and half present.

Avery glanced between the red head and the two men, knowing that she must look pale as snow. Standing was difficult as her legs shook under her. "Is this real?" Her eyes looked up to Judas for answers as the snake lady finally stopped talking. She had asked for questions, but Avery couldn't bring herself to even look in the snake's general direction. She couldn't look down, either, so she settled for staring at her hands- as if they were the only things holding her to this world.

Emily glanced to the shaken looking girl as Dracen turned his attention to Azi and asked, "Who's Her?" It was a fair question, and Emily wanted to know, too. Emily nodded, glancing from Dracen to their guide.

"A fair question," Azi sighed, looking to the group of confused travelers. "She is many things, represented in many cultures from your planet. Here she is Sona, goddess of the suns. In your realm she is God, Ala, Ra, Zeus, and many other names. She is what keeps the realms in balance. We work for Her."

"Will we ever return home or are we stuck doing this forever?" Azi turned to face the other traveler. "It is your destiny to do this until you are no longer able to. At such time, you will train a new traveler in your place once she has chosen them. Once the new traveler has been trained, you will be sent to Her to be reunited with your families." "Also what happens if we don't protect the planet like we are supposed to or if we do something wrong?" Azi looked to the man with something akin to sympathy. These were questions she had had when she first started, too. "If you are unsuccessful in protecting the realm then it will fall into chaos and be lost forever. The realm will eventually crumple and the inhabitants will become nothing more than a memory or a chapter in a traveler's journal. If enough realms fall the scale will be tipped and the others will follow into darkness until there is nothing but evil and corruption left. She will die and you will never be reunited with your families."

Emily stood shell-shocked as she listened to Azi. "So, you're saying that the fate of not only our world, but all of the realms, rest on our shoulders? And our families- they aren't gone? Where is 'She' at? How do we get back to them? Why are they being kept from us?" Emily's eyes looked like overfilled teacups, threatening to spill over if she tipped too far one way. "Yes. No, they are not gone. No one but passed on travelers know where She is. I have already told you, you can only return to your families once your task is complete. They are removed from the realms for their safety. There are forces of great power that work against us as travelers. Families would only weigh you down and hold you back."

"I want to go home. I don't want to be here, or save the realms, or be a fucking snake." Avery had once again attached herself to the muscular arm of Judas, as if he could protect her from the snake and her destiny. "I'm afraid you do not have a choice, young one. This is how the realms have maintained balance for generations. It is simply how it is done." "So we're on permanent jury duty?" "I'm not familiar with what 'jury duty' is, Emily Marshall. I am not entirely versed in the ways of Third Earth. It is late. The treaty is tomorrow. Please, get some rest. I will come to get you in the morning and I will answer more questions then." With that, the mysterious figure left as quickly as she had come.

Emily put a hand to her head, feeling more confused than she had been before she started asking questions. Left in a room with a group of total strangers, Emily only had one question fluttering around her mind: Third Earth? Did that mean there was a First and Second Earth too?