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Gods Among Us: Reborn

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reboot of: https://www.roleplaygateway.com/universes/gods-among-us#introduction

Introduction




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For a period of time the Gods and Goddesses of Egypt reigned over the ancient land, living prosperously and watching over those who worshiped them every day. However like most Gods and Goddess of ancient civilizations, the belief in their existence fell through the cracks of a modern day society and sent them to lie dormant for years upon end. Unnoticed, and un-worshiped by those who would've given their lives up for everything the Gods provided.

Some Gods, took the shift of humans' minds as a blessing to a final resting place, others were infuriated by the lack of respect humans offered and tried various methods to get them to fall back in line. However, in the end, mankind shifted away from the ancient mythology of Egypt, and the Gods were lost within the ancient texts.

However, as thousands of years passed by, humans began to poke and prod among the ruins of ancient Egypt. Uncovering the mummified remains of Pharaohs and sacred tablets and artifacts, that once belonged to those of hundreds of years before. The nature of humans disrupting the natural order of life is uncanny, and disrupting so many souls from their final resting places, ultimately comes with a hefty price.

Our story follows a group of young, soon to be graduating college students on a month long study abroad trip in Egypt. Accompanied by their quirky, and often times escentric History Professor, the students happen upon an undiscovered tomb. Inside it? A dark and ancient power that has been waiting years to arise. They have gone too far into something that was meant to be untouched by human hands, and in doing so awoken the ancient Gods of Egypt.

Unfortunately, not every God is so forgiving regarding the ignorance of humanity. Each student, with finds themselves gifted by a sleeping God or Goddess, and will be given a task unlike any other. To stop the God of Chaos, Set, before he brings an end to all of the mortal realm. Suddenly faced with a destiny that is almost too big to handle the students must decide whether or not to accept their divine rights or abandon all hope as we know it.

But will a ragtag group of college co-eds, be enough to stop an all out war from starting between ancient gods?





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In Greek mythology, Mount Olympus was regarded as the abode of all the Gods, and the site of the throne of Zeus. The name Olympus was used for several other mountains as well as hills, villages, and mythical personages in Greece and Asia Minor. Nearly identical to that of its counterpart on Earth, the Gods, Goddesses, and event Titans and Pantheons had painstakingly recreated this home for the gods in the Northern mountain range of mainland Olympia. All of the Olympians and those among their bloodline, as well as chosen vessels are welcome here, but mortals rarely witness the marble perfection of its halls.

This realm was once a brave and impenatrable stronghold for all Gods that reigned over the world, and the immortals that served below them. It was only when an imposing figure, by the name of Set, God of Chaos and Storms had passed through their borders, that the land fell to ruin. Dozens of Gods, Immortals, Titans, and Pantheons and those who were chosen by the Gods themselves, had fallen and failed in the harrowing combat.

The scattered remaining Hosts of the Greek Gods and fellow Immortals had fought long and hard, but their fate was encroaching quickly. In a last ditch attempt at saving those few that remained, and hadn't been corrupted by Set, were sent through a portal to somewhere safe. Somewhere, they'd be able to recollect themselves, and come to terms with what had happened in their own timeline, as Set had become victorious once more, and saw the world and timeline fall to ruin. Alongside those who had once called the Greek Hosts and Gods friends and allies, had turned on the others, aiding Set in his uspur of the Gods.

Hoping and praying, they'd find some form of help to right the wrongs that had been opposed on them, and another timeline that has been chosen by Set...






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Trevor Price | 39 | Asexual | #6C021B | Tom Hiddleston | Taken: (NPC/Wolf'sBane109)

Professor Price is the Dean of the History Department at LindenWood University. He's very well loved by most of his students, as well as faculty and is known for his humorous and strange personality. He agreed to lead the students abroad trip to Egypt as he wrote his thesis over Ancient Egypt and has always been fascinated by their history. He genuinely has no idea of what is about to be discovered in the tombs...

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Kayden Hallows | 36 | Homosexual | #96909c | Katie McGrath | Taken: (NPC/Wolf'sBane109)

Kayden is Trevor's assistant, as well as part-time local journalist. She's been helping Trevor with his thesis, by compiling all of the information, news articles, and whatever else she's come across. The two have known each other since their college days at LindenWood, and have more of a sibling like relationship, as well as partnership at LindenWood. She's well liked and favored among the students as well, for her less, but still quirky nature and acts more as a 'Den-Mom' to the students of LindenWood.





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Ra God of the Sun

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Ethan Williams | 21 | Bisexual | #FF9200 | Miachael Evans Behling | Taken: (Phosphene)

An Anthropology major from Louisville, Kentucky. He is currently a Senior at LindenWood University. He has been blessed by Ra, God of the Sun and bestowed the gifts of Heliokinesis (Sun control), and Pyrokinesis.

Isis Goddess of Magic

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Charlie Adams | 18 | Asexual-Biromantic | #d83f66 | Ciara Baxendale | Taken: (partially-stars)

A Media Production major from Manhattan, New York, she is currently a Freshman at LindenWood University. She has been blessed by Isis, Goddess of Magic and bestowed the gifts of Life-Force Manipulation and Hieroglyph Magic.

Osiris God of The Underworld

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Lachlan Paratus | 35 | Sapphic | #708090 | Dichen Lachman | Taken: (༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ)

An Artist and Animator from Honolulu, Hawaii. Lachlan flew to Egypt for a week long work trip; however, she went missing shortly after entering one of Cairo's ancient temples. Unknown to her, she had been blessed by Osiris, God of the Underworld and was bestowed with the gifts of Necromancy and Soul Manipulation.

Bastet Goddess of Cats & Protection

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Romeo Viljoen | 22 | bisexual | #6565D1 | Kit Young | Taken: (TushoKa)

An Architecture major from Cape Town, South Africa. He is currently a Senior at LindenWood University. He has been blessed by Bastet, Goddess of Cats and Protection and bestowed the gifts of Force-Field Manipulation and Feline Physiology.

Geb God of The Earth

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Nova Morrison | 21 | Demisexual-Panromantic | #35674a | Lorde | Taken: (partially-stars)

A Forensic Science major from Chelsea, London, England. She is currently a Junior at LindenWood University. She has been blessed by Geb, God of the Earth and bestowed the gifts of Geokinesis and Healing.

Anubis God of Death

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Tarren Havenfield | 24 | Bisexual | #575772 | Alycia Debnam Carey | Taken: (Wolf's Bane109)

A Criminal Justice & Profiling Major & Human Behavior Minor from Brisbane, Australia. They are currently a Senior at LindenWood University. They have been blessed by Anubis, God of Death and bestowed the gifts of Osteokinesis (Bone Manipulation), and Teleportation.

Horus God of The Sky

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Yousof Farooq | 22 | Bisexual | #CD7F32 | Youssef Sawmah | Taken: (༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ)

A Biomedical Engineering major from Tracy, California. He is currently a Senior at LindenWood University. He has been blessed by Horus, God of the Sky and bestowed the gifts of Falcon Physiology and Clairvoyance.

Nut Goddess of the Sky & Space

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Rahmi Farooq | 22 | Queer | #012969 | Kiana Lede | Reserved: (leisurelyatwar)

A Fine Arts and Art History double major from Tracy, California. They are currently a Senior at LindenWood University. They have been blessed by Nut, Goddess of the Sky and Space and bestowed the gifts of Aerokinesis and Cosmic Energy Manipulation.

Thoth God of Wisdom

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Nancy Yoo | 20 | Bisexual | #ffe5b4 | Kim "Yeri" Ye-rim | Taken: (rubytuesday)

An Education major from Wellington, New Zealand. She is currently a Junior at LindenWood University. She been blessed by Thoth, God of Wisdom and bestowed the gifts of Enhanced Intelligence and Telepathy.

Serqet Goddess of Scorpions

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Eden Montgomery | 27 | Pansexual | #9D948D | Brendan Urie | Taken: (Wolf's Bane109)

A Music Theory major from Los Angeles, California. He is currently a Junior at LindenWood University. He has been blessed by Serqet, Goddess of Scorpions and bestowed the gifts of Poison Manipulation and Paralysis Inducement.

Khonsu God of the Moon

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Adam Barrett | 21 | Heterosexual Aromantic | #2F356E | Aaron Taylor-Johnson | Reserved: (Grimm_MD)

A Physics major from Boulder, Colorado. He is currently a Junior at LindenWood University. He has been blessed by Khonsu, God of the Moon and bestowed the gifts of Chronokinesis and Invisibility.

Hathor Goddess of Love

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Gideon “Fletcher” Stone | 25 | Homosexual | #AE6378 | Olly Alexander | Reserved: (Phosphene)

A Chemistry major from Okay, Oklahoma. He is currently a Sophmore at LindenWood University. He has been blessed by Hathor, Goddess of Love and bestowed the gifts of Charm-Speak and Empathy.

Sobek God of Crocodiles

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Lenny Cordova | 23 | Pansexual | #0a3533 | Damaris Goddrie | Taken: (Bartholomew Finch)

A Biochemistry and Zoology double major from Sarasota, Florida. She is currently a Senior at LindenWood University. She has been blessed by Sobek, God of Crocodiles and The River Nile and bestowed the gifts of Hydrokinesis, Superhuman Strength & Crocodile Armor.

Nephthys Goddess of the Air

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Sasha Floyd |19 | Pansexual | #B1CCCE | Joland Novaj | Taken: (faceclaim)

An International Law major from Cardiff, Wales. They are currently a Sophmore at LindenWood University. They have been blessed by Nephthys, Godess of the Air and bestowed the gifts of Wind Control and Levitation.

Bes God of Fertility & War

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Soledad De Leon | 20 | Unknown | #DE9E47 | Alexa Demie | Taken: (leisurelyatwar)

A Fashion major from Oakland, California. They are currently a Sophmore at LindenWood University. They have been blessed by Bes, God of Fertility & War and bestowed the gifts of Super Strength, Enhanced Human Condition, Hormone Manipulation, Pheromone Manipulation, and Automatic Defense. .





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Dionysus God of Wine & Madness

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Erin Monaghan | 24 | Homosexual | #629B75 | Lynn Gunn | Taken: (Wolf's Bane109)

Erin is a Musician from Belfast, Ireland. She had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when she had a chance encounter with fate. After completing her test, she found herself becoming the host of Dionysus, God of Wine & Madness and was bestowed the gifts of Agrokenesis (Plant Manipulation), Madness Inducement, and Wine Summoning. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, she and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Apollo God of the Sun & Prophecy

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Castiella Chambers | 21 | Homosexual | #8BA3A6 | Luanna Perez | Taken: (Wolf's Bane109)

Castiella is a Model from Trenton, New Jersey. They had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Cas had a chance encounter with fate. After completing their test, they found themself becoming the host of Apollo, God of the Sun & Prophecy and was bestowed the gifts of Photokenisis (Light/Sun Manipulation), Enhanced Human Condition & Strength, and Phrophetical Visions. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Castiella and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Athena Goddess of Wisdom & Strategy

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Cameron Lee | 26 | Bisexual | #bada55 | Taylor York | Taken: (partially-stars)

Cameron is a Music Producer from Boston, Massachuesetts. He had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Cameron had a chance encounter with fate. After completing his test, he found himself becoming the host of Athena, Goddess of the Wisdom & Strategy and was bestowed the gifts of Enhanced Intelligence, and Weapon Summoning & Proficiency. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Cameron and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Hestia Goddess & Keeper of the Hearth

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Evie Parker | 24 | Asexual, Panromantic (Female Preference) | #efa69f | Dodie Clark | Taken: (partially-stars)

Evie is a Musical Theater Actress from San Francisco, California. She had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Evie had a chance encounter with fate. After completing her test, she found herself becoming the host of Hestia, Goddess & Guardian of the Hearth and was bestowed the gifts of Empathy, and Pyrokenisis (Fire Manipulation). After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Evie and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Eros God of Love & Lust

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Valentina Sala | 22 | Sexuality | [color=#00000]#00000[/color] | Ester Exposito | Taken: (faceclaim)

Valentina is a here from (here). She had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Valentina had a chance encounter with fate. After completing her test, she found herself becoming the host of Eros, God of Love and was bestowed the gifts of Desire Manipulation, Enhanced Archery, and Lust Inducement. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Valentina and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Tyche Goddess of Luck & Chance

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Gordon 'Lu' Singh | 28 | Sexuality | [color=#00000]#00000[/color] | Avan Jogia | Taken: (faceclaim)

Lu is a here from (here). He had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Lu had a chance encounter with fate. After completing his test, he found himself becoming the host of Tyche, Goddess of Luck & Wisdom and was bestowed the gifts of Luck, Luck Bestowel, and Destiny Alignment . After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Lu and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Aphrodite Goddess of Love & Pleasure

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Amaris Godffrey | 24 |Pansexual | #F9BEBF | Jorja Smith | Taken: (leisurelyatwar)

Amaris is a Singer from Trinidad and Tobago. She had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Amaris had a chance encounter with fate. After completing her test, she found herself becoming the host of Aphrodite, Goddess of the Love & Pleasure and was bestowed the gifts of Siren's Song, Seductive Magnetism, Relationship Identification, Love & Influence Manipulation. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Amaris and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Hades God of the Underworld & Death

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Mauro Cachiero | 29 | 'Top' | #00000 | Muchele Morrone | Taken: (leisurelyatwar)

Mauro is a Criminal from Sicily, Italy. He had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Mauro had a chance encounter with fate. After completing his test, he found himself becoming the host of Hades, God of the Underworld & Death and was bestowed the gifts of Death Domain, Death Sense, Invisibility, and Death Empowerment & Touch. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Mauro and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Nemesis Goddess of Retribution

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Vea Benavides | 24 | Homosexual | #3F0D12 | Herizen Guardiola | Taken: (Phosphene)

Vea is a Nanny from Key-West, Florida. She had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Vea had a chance encounter with fate. After completing her test, she found herself becoming the host of Nemesis, Goddess of Retribution and was bestowed the gifts of Tychokenisis, Curses, Combat, and Balance. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Vea and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Nike Goddess of Victory

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Monet Grey | 18 | Pansexual | #73648A | Kieranan Shipka | Taken: (Phosphene)

Monet is a 'Financial Burden' from Victoria, Australia. They had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Monet had a chance encounter with fate. After completing their test, they found themself becoming the host of Nike, Goddess of Victory and was bestowed the gifts of Flight, Speed, Athleticism, and Probability. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Monet and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Hera Goddess of Marriage & War

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Benedict Coltrane | 31 | Sexuality | #F01500 | Shia Labeouf | Taken: (TushoKa)

Benedict is a here from (here). He had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Benedict had a chance encounter with fate. After completing his test, he found herself becoming the host of Hera, Goddess of the Marriage & War and was bestowed the gifts of Here, and Here. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Benedict and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Poseidon God of The Sea & Horses

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Antdroniki "Niki" Argyros | 26 | Sexuality | #1926EF | Melissanthi Mahut | Taken: (TushoKa)

Niki was the Delphi Tour Guide, from Phokis, Greece. Niki, alongside the others, had a chance encounter with fate. After completing her test, she found herself becoming the host of Poseidon, God of the Sea & Horses and was bestowed the gifts of Hydrokenisis, Aquadic Adaption and Earthquake Adaption. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Niki and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Hecate Goddess of The Arcane

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Isla Han | 25 | Sexuality | [color=#00000]#00000[/color] | Tati Gabrielle | Taken: (RubyTuesday)

Isla is a here from (here). She had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Isla had a chance encounter with fate. After completing her test, she found herself becoming the host of Hecate, Goddess of the Arcane and was bestowed the gifts of Mystiokinesis, Necromancy, and Visions of The Crossroads. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Isla and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Hermes God of Dreams & Trickery

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Noah Han | 25 | Sexuality | [color=#00000]#00000[/color] | Han Hyun-Min | Taken: (RubyTuesday)

Noah is a here from (here). He had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Noah had a chance encounter with fate. After completing his test, he found himself becoming the host of Hermes, God of Dreams & Trickery and was bestowed the gifts of Sandals of Hermes, Enhanced Speed, Teleportation, and Golden Tongue. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Noah and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Persephone Goddess of Agriculture

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Odette Han | 25 | Sexuality | [color=#00000]#00000[/color] | Aqua Parios | Taken: (RubyTuesday)

Odette is a here from (here). She had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Odette had a chance encounter with fate. After completing her test, she found herself becoming the host of Persephone, Goddess of Dreams & Agriculture & Wife of Hades and was bestowed the gifts of Here, Here, and Here. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Odette and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Atlas Bearer of The Heavens

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Dion Rivers | 29 | 'A Dirty Hetero' | #525C6F | Brian Tyree Henry | Taken: (༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ)

Dion is an Electrician from Atlanta, Georgia. He had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Dion had a chance encounter with fate. After completing his test, he found himself becoming the host of Atlas, Bearer of the Heavens and was bestowed the gifts of Super Strength, Stamina, Durability, & Agility, and Gravity Manipulation. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Dion and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Ares God of Courage & War

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Tianna Ivanov | Age | Sexuality | [color=#00000]#00000[/color] | Elizabeth Olsen | Taken: (Tusho Ka)

Tianna is a here from (here). She had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Tianna had a chance encounter with fate. After completing her test, she found herself becoming the host of Ares, God of Courage & War and was bestowed the gifts of Combat Intuition, Blood Manipulation, and Battlefield Presence. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Tianna and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...

Boreas God of the North Winds & Winter

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Indigo Shepard | 25 | Sexuality | #4D92B3 | Sasha Lane | Taken: (Bartholomew Finch)

Indigo is a here from (here). She had been traveling abroad in Venice, Italy, when Indigo had a chance encounter with fate. After completing her test, they found herself becoming the host of Boreas, Goddess of the North Winds & Winter and was bestowed the gifts of Wind Manipulation, Shielding, and Freezing Touch. After the group's failed encounter with Set, God of Chaos, Indigo and the others had been sent somewhere safe to save themselves and another timeline from the same fate...





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Just some quick rules to get out of the way, and then we can get to the fun part, reservations!
Quick disclosure, if you've actually read everything, in your reservation, please state that you're fully aware that this RP will contain mature themes, and that you're okay with moving forward. Here's your first chance to leave.

Mature Content - Due to the premise of this story, this shouldn't be a shock. But I am going to preface this straight away. **TRIGGER WARNING NOW**. In this role play, your characters will be subjected to mature content and if you don't think you'll be comfortable with anything along the lines of what is hinted at in the above sections, I can only advise you to leave now. This RP in short, will contain Strong language, violence, and gore. Possible mentions of drug use, abuse, possible self harm and even suicide. Your characters will be in intense and adult situations so be prepared now. If you think you can handle these subject matters, then I am more than happy to welcome you aboard.

Character Interaction - Just because your character(s) do not like each other doesn't mean they can't interact with others. If anything that's more reason to put them together and see how they interact. This role play is very character relationship driven, but I will provide direction to advance the plot. I want everyone to be included, so if you have an idea for your character and another, do it! Just because your character is a loner type doesn't mean they have to constantly be by themselves. While there is a supernatural element to this role play, it is realistic fiction so keep that in mind when writing your character's responses.

Post Expectancy - Due to this being both a story driven and character driven role play, this won't be a fast paced RP in terms of posting and getting responses up. I get that life happens, people work, and have lives outside of online. As long as literally like, one person can get a single post up just once a month, I'm not too hard pressed. But, if you think you won't be able to respond for long bursts of time, just message me and I'm sure we'll be able to make a way to narratively progress until you're able to come back without removing your character from the over all narrative.

Ghosting - I think everyone can understand the annoyance that comes with this. While we do get life happens and you may need to step away, as mentioned above. But what is not tolerated, is either sending in a CS and never completing it because one dips without a word, someone reserves a spot and never submits a CS and someone else loses out on that spot due to waiting for that CS submission. Or, when it comes to posting and someone just disapears into thin air. If you feel like you cannot respond to a post, make a character, or even just spare the time for an RP, you can always bow out whether temporarily or permanently with a simple "Hey, I don't think I can carry on with this RP because 'insert reason here', and everyone will be understanding. But dissapearing without a word is not the way to do it, and you'll be immediately removed from the RP if I need to get into contact with you more than three times and never receive a response from you for long periods of time. Plenty of my RP's in the past have died because people have ghosted. Someone ghosts for more than a month without responding to my message? Well, you'll be removed and we'll carry on without said character(s).

Reservations: This is a fixed slot/character amount RP. Meaning, the remaining students are the only characters available. Please make sure your reservations are split evenly between genders/sexes. As long as you have one male or one female character, I don't care if the other in Non-binary or what have you. As long as we make things somewhat even between each writer, I don't mind.



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Tarren Havenfield
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Host of Anubis | Song | outfit | #575772
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They have been to the moon
I'm just a caterpillar dead in my cocoon
Swept by my mind's typhoon
And I'm all at sea

And I wish it could be different
Wish there was no dampness here
Oh, we shouldn't have listened
To the angst and the fear
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Tarren's footsteps were the only sound they could hear as they made their way through the next hallway that awaited them. Taking a heavy, deep breath before taking that first step and into the darkened hallway. As they did so, Tarren retrieved the other remaining flashlight they had with them. Thankfully that had brought a second one, and well, who the hell knew where the last one was. Seeing as it was dropped when Tarren had pushed Sol back into the alcove. "Sol…" the words fell from Tarren's lips before they even fully processed what they were saying. "I'm gonna find you...Wherever you are…We'll get out." they said with a small nod of their head. Trying to give themself somewhat of a pep talk. Ren had to remind themself they weren't doing this for nothing. Someone else was relying on them and Tarren would be damned if they didn't at least help her get out.

The only sound Tarren could hear aside from their footsteps, were the sound of their own breathing and their heart that beat heavily in their chest. So much they could feel the pressure in their ears. Over the years, Tarren had been through so much but nothing like this before. And it terrified them. And if this was scaring Tarren? They could only imagine how the others were feeling. Eden. Nova. Charlie...God this was all messed up.

Tarren kept their flashlight ahead as they looked around as they proceeded forward. Trying to see if they recognized any of the markings. But none of this made any sense. Was this all really just some sick idea from Price with a weird Escape Room? Testing to see if his students would be able to pass whatever this was? If so, why? What was the point of any of this? If Tarren hadn't been as fast as they were back when they were with Sol, they both could have died. Was Price really this crazy to bring them into a real life death trap? Ren was only taken out of their thoughts when a scent hit their nose. It was an all too familiar smell. It was clean. All too clean. Sterile even. Tarren blinked, looking around for anything that could clue them on where the smell was coming from. It just logically made no sense for it to smell like a- Tarren stopped walking once more and listened. It was faint..But they could hear it from further down the pathway. a very faint beeping sound . Like a monitor. But, that didn't even make sense. They were in an old and ancient tomb. Why would something electrical be in a place like this? It must have been their mind playing tricks on them after they picked up the all too familiar scent of sterilization.

After taking a deep breath, Tarren continued walking down the corridor cautiously. None of this made sense. Why were they imagining these sounds and smells? Was this all part of some really fucked up joke? If so, every line was being crossed at this moment. It was only then that Tarren finally heard it. It was muffled and distant, but they could hear it. As almost if it was in their mind, What are you looking for, child? It was a voice, but not their own. And one Tarren had never heard before. "Who...Who’s there?” they finally called out. A lump forming in their throat. ”No need to be afraid.” a voice spoke up, stepping out from behind the shadows in the direction Tarren was walking towards. It was a man, there was something familiar about him, but not at the same time. "Who are you?” Tarren questioned as they took a step back. Keeping their eyes and flashlight on the man who stood opposite of them.

He gave Tarren a small, coy smile. ”Just someone to help. Now, come with me?” he beckoned them with his hand as he turned on his heels and began to walk back the way he came. Tarren took a deep breath and began to follow the man. Staying back a bit, that if he tried anything, Tarren would have enough time to react. Tarren kept their eye on the figure that walked alongside them, "Are...Are you somehow stuck in here too?” they questioned. The man nodded, ”Not everyday someone stumbles into these tombs.” he side eyed Tarren. "-And not everyday you come across someone in an abandoned tomb like this, without a flashlight, nevermind supplies. So what are you really doing here?” Tarren pressed. The man chuckled. ”Same as you. Stuck in a place that we need to figure our way out together. Isn’t that right, Tarren?” he questioned. Tarren took a moment to slowly nod.

"How long have you been in here?” Ren asked. There was a brief pause, ”About a day. Maybe two.” he answered simply. "And you’re still alive?” Tarren scoffed. The man chuckled, hands held neatly behind his back, ”Yes. But death...Death is a process we all must one day face. Whether our own...Or another’s.” Tarren side eyed the man at that comment, to see his eyes staring at them intently. The stare sent a shiver down their spine. Something didn’t feel right about this whole ordeal. A pit forming in their stomach. "What do you mean?” Tarren questioned.

The man chuckled once again, shaking his head. ”You have ones you love, no? Friends, a partner, family, father…Mother?” his eyes flickered over to Tarren. Ren hadn’t realized that their hands had been shaking this entire time. It was subtle, but their breathing was also labored by the slightest bit as they could feel their heart-beat racing. They didn’t know if this man knew or not, but this entire encounter began to become more and more uneasy as time went on.

Tarren swallowed hard as they took a deep breath, "Yes. I...I have friends. And my family. It’s why I need to get out of here.” Tarren said rather abruptly. As more of a fact and statement than anything else. The man nodded once more, ”Of course. It’s why I’m here, to help you get out. So you can see your mother again.” he eyed Tarren once more as they continued to walk. Tarren eyed him back, "How do you-” the man chuckled, ”I know a great many things, Tarren. I know of your past struggles and pain. The torment, countless losses. The heartaches and heartbreaks. Every ounce of pain you have endured over the years. Everything has brought you here, to this moment.” he stopped walking, and stood beside Tarren. Looking down on them now. Tarren eyebrows knitted together, "What does that even mean? Why am I here?” Tarren was done playing games, and they wanted answers. Their jaw were locked tightly, eyebrows furrowed tightly together. ”There are things you need to understand, that are far out of your control, my dear.” he said as he stepped forward, gently tucking a few strands of Tarren’s hair behind their ear.

"Like what?” Ren bit back, staring up intently at him. A sly grin formed over his lips. ”A number of things. Things revolving around death. Especially those of others. You can maybe control what happens to yourself for the most part, but when it comes to others, and their time coming to an end? You need to learn you have no say in it. Death is uncompromisable. Just like life itself, death is unavoidable. People come into existence with a reason and purpose when the universe says so. And the same with death.” he leaned in closer, cupping Tarren’s chin between his fingers, holding them close. The two remained staring intently into the others eyes, refusing to look away before Tarren felt his grip loosen and then eventually his hand fall from their chin. "-And what if I don’t?” the man chuckled, ”What? Defy death itself?” he chuckled. "What if I choose to not accept it?”

Silence fell in the room as the man paused, thinking over it for a moment. ”Then you suffer twice.” he replied. ”The more you choose to deny, the inevitable. The more you hurt yourself, young one. You accept that eventually, another’s time will come. And there is nothing you can do to stop it. And it will happen time and time again. And the result will always be the same. And that is something you need to understand and accept.” Tarren watched as the man’s features fell for a moment. Until now, his expressions had been cold to borderline emotionless. But now, they showed the slightest bit of sympathy? Sadness?

"Why do you care?” Tarren finally questioned. That familiar burn starting from behind their eyes. The man smiled gently at Tarren, cupping either side of their face between his hands as he spoke, ”Because it’s what needs to happen. You need to accept the reality of life. So you can move forward. For those who have passed on. That is how death works. One chapter ends with others, and another chapter begins. It’s a cycle, child. One that not even death itself can control. But death understands its own nature, and accepts it for what it is. A part of life. And you must do the same, or you will never be able to move on. You refuse to accept it, you’ll be stuck in the past, forever weighed down by the pain and loss.”

Tarren eyed the man for a moment, unable to stop the few tears that trickled down their cheeks. The man gently wiped them away. Keeping his gaze locked on them. "So...I have to accept that...I can’t…” Tarren's voice trembled and wavered, before a defeated crack escaped their lips and more tears flowed. Leaning against the figure as they did so. ”You must learn to one day accept that she won’t always be around to watch over you. That you will one day have to say goodbye, and it will hurt but...Death is-” "-Just as much of a part of the cycle as life is…” Tarren finished his sentence. A small creased his lips. ”Exactly, dear one.” he stood back, wiping the remainder of tears from Ren’s eyes. ”No one can say when that day will come. But it will come. And you need to be ready for that. And remember, you are not alone. You do have friends. Remember? And...If I can guess correctly, you have one you need to go find again. Don’t you?” he questioned with a small smile.

Tarren blinked a few times as the man stepped away. Taking a moment to think it over. Somehow during all of this, part of Tarren had already begun to forget. About the others. Like part of their memory was beginning to fog over in a haze. How did they nearly forget about their friends? Tarren cleared their throat and nodded, "Yeah...Sol...She...She got separated from me. I need to find her. Do you have any idea on what way to go to get out of here-” Tarren began, but as they turned to look back at the man, he was gone. Just like that. Tarren shone the flashlight all around, looking for any possible way he could have gone. There was no way he managed to just disappear, right? "What the fuck…?” they mumbled aloud.

"Hello??” Ren called out, shining the flashlight around as they walked further down the hallway. Hoping this direction would lead to an exit. "Okay look. You disappearing like that is so very funny. Ahaha. You can come out now, mate.” Tarren spoke with an annoyed tone. They were not in the mood for this man to just appear out of nowhere and attempt at scaring them. Or Tarren would end up punching him in the face.

It was only after a few more minutes of walking, that Tarren heard it. The sound of something behind them. For just a moment, Tarren shone the flashlight behind them, hoping to maybe see the man trying to scare them. Instead, what Tarren managed to see for just a split moment sent a shiver down their spine. It was some large, overly large creature. Hunched over on all fours making a direct b-line for them. What they saw, there was nothing like it. It seemed unnaturally shaped and formed. Gray, toned skin seemingly to fold over itself in random places, an unrecognizable face, glowing red eyes, and what looked like clawed hands. Tarren only saw it for a few seconds, before they immediately turned and continued running in the direction where they were headed. They could feel that familiar burn in their lungs as they tried to maintain their breathing with each step. Their eyes darting all around to hopefully find somewhere to go to lose track of whatever was after them. Tarren could hear heavy, labored breathing and growling behind them, it sounded somewhat like a mountain lion mixed with a human as it chased after them. Occasionally making predatory grunts and growls as it chased its prey. Tarren was its prey, and that thought made them feel sick and terrified. If they couldn’t escape in the next few seconds, Ren knew they’d eventually grow tired, make a wrong turn, or even be caught and it’d be the end of them.

The sound of footsteps and heavy breathing was the only thing Tarren heard as they ran for their life. Seeing an opening for another passageway up ahead, Ren dared to make the call and as they enclosed on it, Tarren turned and took the sudden turn to the left, darting into the next hallway. All they could hear was the sound of something large slamming into the wall behind them. But they didn’t dare look back.Too terrified to see what was giving chase, or give it an opportunity to get them. For just a moment, they did the unthinkable, and looked over their shoulder. There was nothing. But Tarren didn’t dare stop, and kept running. It was only when they turned back around, that Tarren ran into something as their body collided with it.

Whatever they collided with was enough force to send Tarren backwards onto the ground. Narrowly avoiding hitting their head on the stone below. Tarren laid there, stunned for a moment in confusion and exhaustion as their lungs burned. Trying to catch their breath with every inhale they made. After a few more moments, Ren was finally able to pull themself up enough on to support themself on their elbows, slightly pushing themself backward from whatever they ran into moments before. Looking up finally to see what it was. "Holy fuck..” Ren whispered out, still trying to catch their breath. Their eyes landing on a figure, assuming it was what they ran into. Tarren quickly lurched forward and wrapped them in a hug, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Ren questioned, taking the time to look them over. Ren’s eyes finally locked fully on Sol, clear worry was scrawled all over Tarren’s face as they looked at her. "I told you I’d find you.” Tarren said with a small smile, embracing her in a hug once more. It lasted just a moment before they stepped back, giving her a moment to breathe and catch them up on things.

It was only then that Tarren realized that it wasn't just Sol and them. Realizing they had been hugged by two people instead of just Sol. A small smirk formed on their face as their eyes landed on another figure. "Charlie-” Tarren managed to get out as Tarren took a moment to return Charlie's hug as well. Knowing now that two of their friends were okay, helped ease some of their stress. But after a moment, they were filled with more confusion than anything else. Stepping back, Tarren looked at the other two. "How in the fuck did you two end up together? Is it just you two, or are there others with you guys?” Ren questioned, finally giving time to the others.

Tarren didn’t care much what was going on, all they did care about was that they weren’t alone and that at least two others were okay now. Well, not dead anyway. But now, it just meant that Tarren was now responsible for three people, instead of two. Taking a deep breath, Tarren readjusted their backpack that was still on their person. It was also at this time that they finally felt their hand beginning to ache, looking down at it for the first time since they were first alone, the bandage was stained with blood.

As the other two continued to fill Tarren in on what happened, Tarren knelt down and slung their backpack in front of them, looking for the gauze, and tended to the wound on their left hand. It was looking better than they thought, the cut from the knife wasn't as deep at the initially thought, but using simple gauze wasn’t going to help in the long run. It was also at this moment that Tarren realized their clothing was still very much so drenched after the first cavern they were in after they got separated from Sol. That thought didn’t help ease their mind at all. If anything, it left them with more questions than answers. It had felt like hours since they were on their own and been walking around. Yet, here they were, standing around like they just got out of that large underground lake. What the ever living hell was going on?

Looking up at the other two, ”This is gonna sound crazy but...How long have you two been together? Like...Since you found each other?” Tarren quickly interjected. They needed to confirm their theory, and if the other two confirmed what Tarren was thinking, then absolutely none of this made sense. How much time actually passed?




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Romeo wiped the sweat from his forehead again. He lost his shirt, his patience, his new selfie stick and his mind. He still had the feeling he was seeing things, and after the snakes he felt like he could hear hissing everywhere around him. After having some light before the snake pit, it was now dark again. His fingers trailed the walls on with side, still feeling the engravings. In any other situation he would have stopped and looked at them, but he was tired. He was angry and he wanted to get the hell out of here, no matter if the secrets to Paradise itself were on these walls.

The air smelled musky, like there was mould all around him. The smell made the air thick and Romeo coughed every so many steps to try and clear his throat. What a joke, getting all this way only to die of inhaling mould. The walls felt cold and almost wet, very strange for a tomb in Egypt. He must be deeper than he thought.
”I don’t wanna wait.”cough, cough.”For this life to be oveherrr” cough, cough. ”I want to know right now what will it be!”

His head was thumping. He could feel his heartbeat in the back of his skull. It gave him a sting every few metres and he picked his eyes closed to try and relieve the pain. He put his hand on his head and tried to rub away the pain that only got heavier every step. When his ears started making that beeping noise again, he was afraid he would pass out, just like before. His knees became weak and he fell to the ground. Knowing the way back did not make any sense, he pushed himself to go on. He felt how the sand beneath him turned into stone. His bare knees scraped over the floor, literally dragging himself forward.
”You won’t be missed, just give up!”

Romeo heard the voice clearly and he sharply turned his head to look over his shoulder. ”Dad?”
He could swear it was his voice. They might not have spoken in a while, but it was not a voice you’d soon forget.
”Just give up, run away from your problems, it’s what you do. It’s why you left head over heels to Lindenwood.”
The sound came from the other side and as Romeo turned his head too fast, the headache started to cause him to see black spots in his eyes.
”You wanted me to go!”
He shouted, although he wasn’t sure how it came out.

”SHUT UP, shut your mouth! Leave me ALONE!”

Ten’s voice sounded further away, but far more real. It gave him a moment of clarity and something else to focus on. He pushed himself up and held the wall as he raised his voice.
”Ten? Is that you? Who is with you?”
There was no voice calling back to him. He started to bang the wall, but the stone made little sound. He walked along the wall, barely able to stand, but knowing he had to make it to the other end.
”Just another person to run away from, you even ran away from us.” The voice was unmistakably his sister’s, Shondré. It didn’t sound angry, like his dad did, it sounded sad, with a sniff at the end.
It sounded way more sad than his sister had ever been. What was this? Even in his head this was an unlikely thought, merely a distraction.

”Get out of my head. Both of you! Give me some space!”

She sounded frightened, like she was in danger.
”TEN! Don’t listen to them, they don’t control you. Listen to my voice, follow my voice!” His voice went hoarse from shouting this loud.
”Why did you leave us behind?”
Goddammit. What the hell kinda B-movie were they playing in his head. His sisters had been nothing but happy while growing up. Certainly a lot happier than he had been. He had thrown himself a pity party for years and he had finally grown out of it completely. He wouldn’t be dragged back now.

”Ro..Romeo..is that you? They won’t leave me alone. He…he is in my brain, he’s pushing me out.”

She sounded mad. Whatever was happening, he had the feeling it was the same as what happened to him, some sick hallucinations.
”I don’t know how, it’s like a bad trip, just fight through it. Get to the other end of the room. I can feel we’re close to the exit now.”

”STEP AWAY! Don’t come any closer!”

Romeo could not even be sure if she heard him. Whatever was bugging her, it was doing a good job. The only way he could help her was to get to the other end of the room.”Are you going to run from her too?”
He snapped back before he knew it. ”I didn’t run from anyone!” The voices had him riled up. Whether it was true or not, it was annoying nonetheless. He took a few deep breaths in order to calm his mind. ”Ignore them..I have to ignore them” he whispered to himself.

”You can’t keep me in here, I’m not your little girl anymore. LET ME OUT!”

He could hardly hear his own thoughts, but in his mind he saw Ten struggling. He didn’t know against what or who, but he felt her struggle.
”Ignore them, girl, come on, get through this!”
”Like you take a challenge head on…” the voice of his father was mocking him, laughing at him. And instead of just the voice he felt a push in his back, throwing him back on the ground. His head still pounding, drowning out any plan he could try to think of.

”Stop! Get away from me. Don’t…don’t hit me!”

He heard how her voice broke. He wanted to shout again, but no sound was coming out. He pushed up and ran towards the exit. He fell over his feet a few times, but kept going. Just before the door he bumped into someone, and he fell on his back. ”Going so soon?” The voice was a blend this time. A blend of every bully he had seen in school. Every guy that shoved him around, all of them pretty much the same.

Romeo wasn’t scared, just angry. He leaned up on his arms. ”Listen here, nameless fuck turd….”
He was interrupted by Ten. He heard her sound so clear, almost as if she were running past him.
”I told you to STAY AWAY!” the short outburst was followed by a loud sound of something cracking against the wall. He heard footsteps, fast ones. ”I never want to see you agaAAAGHH!”

The sound stopped so abruptly it was still ringing in his head. All of a sudden all sound was gone. No more Ten, no more hallucinations, no more scattering feet of any animals, no snakes hissing, just nothing.
”T..Ten?” he asked out loud.
Again his sound was met with absolute silence. He scuttled to his feet, standing up quickly. His headache was gone, the air more clear than before.
”Ten, where are you? Say something!”
He put his ear against the stone from where her voice had sounded earlier.

She must have gone on already. She..she got to the next room, I need to hurry up and make sure we don’t lose each other.
His mouth was so dry, he could barely swallow. He walked through the door where moments before he had been blocked by a vision.
”Wait up Ten, I’m coming. We’re so close now!”
This was the shortest hallway so far. Just 10 metres in there was a wall, seemingly the end of it all. It was slanting slightly as if it was a very steep hill.

”It’s up there Ten, I swear it! Come, let’s climb up.” The walls were no longer wet, he put his sneakers on the wall and they did not slip at all. His hands found something to hold on to and he started to climb.
”This must be it!”
The climb was easier than it should have been. It was far more steep than anything he had climbed before, and he had no upper body strength. But still, he cleared the 20 metre height like a professional. On top there was only a small platform before there was doorway. He stopped, trying to look deeper into the darkness to see if he could find Ten.
”Ten? Hello?”
From the corner of his eye he could see something shiny deeper into the next tunnel. ”Is that you?”

He stepped through the doorway, holding onto the sides. Almost immediately he heard a slam behind him and he was in complete darkness. He turned around, but where the door had been there was now just another wall. He could not see anything, and in his confusion he turned around, not even sure which direction he was facing, or had been facing moments earlier.
Farr off to his right he heard a small sound. It was feint, but it was the only thing he had to go on. Even though he could not see, he started running.
”Ten, wait up… you’re going too fast!”

He tried to follow the sound. He was panicked and going too fast. Not able to see a thing in from of him, he slammed into a wall, knocking his head and falling backwards with a thud.




Romeo tried to open his eyes. Every time he did he closed them again. The light was so bright, he just could see anything other than brightness. He put his arm in front of his eyes, trying to shield them. He raised himself slowly, sand swaying around him.
What the….? We made it out? He stood up straight. All around him he could see sand. He was back on the surface, standing in the middle of the desert. The wind was strong and sand swept against his leg. He noticed his clothes were different. He was wearing all white now, not as short as before, but very comfortable. He looked around him.

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He stared ahead, recognising her in the distance. He started running slowly, obstructed as his feet sunk into the sand with every step.
”Ten, wait up!”
Finally, he could see another person again. He had been scared to die in that place, but they made it through.
She continued walking, seemingly much easier than him.
”Almost there, I’m so glad you made it!”
He had never been a fan of her, to say the least. But if it was Ten or no one, he still preferred Ten. When he was only a few metres away, he noticed she looked taller, more gracious. He only noticed now how there were no footsteps in the sand where she walked. He was exhausted, barely able to do more than breath when she finally turned around.

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It wasn’t Ten. Neither was it any of the others. She had a smile on her face, but he could read no kindness into it.
He eyed her suspiciously. ”Where is Ten? I saw her, I heard her, she must be here.”
The smile on her face disappeared, and instead she looked upset, her forehead frowning and she bore her teeth before giving a small hiss.
”You didn’t protect her!” her voice had a slight accent to it combined with venom as she spoke.

”What do you mean, where is she? Are you…keeping her?” he was worried.
She laughed, or at least made the attempt to sound like she laughed. She started pacing, back and forth, never breaking the eye contact. She kept her shoulders back, almost as if she was on the prowl. ”She is being kept.., but not by me. You could have seen her, if you had only protected her.”

”Who is keeping her? Whose ass do I need to kick… ” He couldn’t believe he was feeling this strongly about Ten. He sounded more aggressive and manly than he normally would. If they would have told him just a few hours ago how he would stand up for Ten, he wouldn’t have believed it. Not that he knew how long they had been separated.

”Kick your own if you have to, it won’t bring her back anymore. She is gone… gone because you didn’t do anything. And you are supposed to be my host… you were supposed to be the one to inherit what I can give you.” Another hiss came from her mouth. It sounded unnatural. It sounded ugly coming from someone so beautiful.

”I’m supposed to be your host? What the fuck does that even mean?” the wind started to pick up. The sand was flying higher than before and Romeo had to shield his eyes. All of a sudden, she was right behind him, whispering more than talking,
”What does it matter now? ” She stepped around him, still not breaking eye contact. ”Why would I want you as a host now? You can barely protect yourself, let alone others. She died because of you!”

Romeo closed his eyes again. Trying to stop the tears that were already flowing. Trying to resist what he already knew was true.
”You’re lying. She got out ahead of me. If she is not here, she must still be in the tombs.” He didn’t know what he was trying to defend. He had no idea why he was fighting with this lady.
”Her body might be, but her soul is in another place. Your friend made sure of that. Unlike you, she is doing what is expected of her.”
She spoke about Ten like she did not care, like her death wasn’t awful and horrendous.

IF she is dead, it’s her own fault.” He was shocked by his own tone. And by his silent admission he realised the woman was telling the truth. ”I told her what to do. I told her to ignore the voices. What more could I have done? If you wanted to protect her, you should have done so, instead of setting me up for failure!”
He was angry. ”I gave her a literal lifeline to get through these tombs. I took on about a billion snakes so the Princess could walk right through. I told her what to do when she heard the voices. How is it my fault that she didn’t listen? How can I protect her if I didn’t even see her, if I couldn’t even touch her?”

The sand in his eyes made it hard for him to see. It stung his eyes to open them wide, but he could swear she was growing taller right in front of him. ”You think protecting your friends is a one time thing? Everything is a-okay if you safe them once? You’ll need to do better than that. You have clearly failed this trial, you are not worthy!”

”This is a trial? You are playing with peoples lifes. Playing..and losing!” He spit out the sand that had flown into his mouth. It was like a storm was picking up, and he was more worried for himself than the mysterious woman he was fighting with.


”You do not know what is coming. You may not know now, but soon you will. And you’ll wish this trial had been a whole lot harder to get the right people for this mission. But you are blind! You have always been blind. Blind for the truth, blind for what’s in front of you.”She screamed it, inches away from his face. Her piercing eyes forcing themselves into his brain.
”You want to be blind, fine, be blind!” she put her hand over his eyes. It started glowing, brighter and brighter. Till there was nothing but light.
And after the light, there was only darkness.




Romeo felt the pressure of her hand leave his eyes. He could see sunspots, but they were slowly disappearing, bringing nothing in return. The sound of the oncoming sandstorm was gone, leaving him in a deafening silence again.
”Uhm…hello? Scary lady? Helloooohoooo?” his voice echoed back to him from multiple sides. He blinked his eyes rapidly and rubbed them. He could still feel the sand and it still hurt. But even as he tried to rub his eyes clear, he could not see anything. He held his hands in front of his face, but no matter how close he could not see them in the darkness.

He checked in his bag to find his phone and he pulled it out. On feeling alone he noticed it was off. He pulled his portable charger as well and hooked it up. Although the device vibrated for a second, it did not light up. Strange, it should at least blink red. Shit, it probably broke with one of his falls.
He put both things away and scrambled back up. Keeping one hand in front of him and one on the wall, he slowly moved forward. He did not want to run again, in case he would bump into another wall. As long as he followed the same wall, he should come out somewhere. Unless this is a circular room, idiot.

After 15 minutes or so, he still had the feeling he was making some progress. He could be wrong but he felt like the floor underneath him was changing. He went up, then down, then on stone, and eventually back on sand. He could still feel the linings on the wall, but it was impossible to make sense of it in total darkness. They always say your hearing gets better when you can’t see, but Romeo couldn’t hear anything.
The only thing he heard was the careful shuffling of his own feet. Or was that something else?
It still sounded far away, but Romeo hurried himself. It was definitely becoming clearer, and he realised when he was in the same room.

”Ten! I knew it, I knew it just had to be some kind of weird dream.”
He heard her rambling, whatever she was saying did not make sense. The sound came from the ground, but it was away from the wall. Romeo sat down on hands and knees and crawled towards her. ”My god Ten, I was worried, after that last room, I thought you…you didn’t make it.”
He found her laying on the ground. Feeling the outline of how she was lying down, he positioned himself near her head. He lifted her up and put his knee up behind her so she was sitting straight up.
”W..Wate…” Her voice sounded off, she must not have had a drink since they left the first room. Maybe she lost her backpack. Clumsily with how he was sitting, he grabbed the still half full bottle from his own bag. He undid the screw cap and put the bottle on her lip, tipping it slightly for the water to drip into her mouth.
”Drink up, jeez Ten, it’s so dark in here, I can’t see a thing. How did you make it here this fast?”
After the longest time, he could feel his heart beat slowing down. Feeling better now he finally wasn’t alone anymore.

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outfit - #35674a - host of geb

Bringing my sinking ship back to the shore
Starting over, we'll head back in
There's a time and a place to die but this ain't it

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Nova didn’t know how long she sat on the ground, taking in long, deep breaths as she relished the feeling of being able to take deep breaths again. She examined herself for injuries. She’d taken a skid along the floor when she’d fallen onto the pile of sand, and one arm was scratched up, along with her face. Her legs hurt, feeling like she had a bad case of sunburn, and on inspection, they looked like they’d been sunburned as well. Somewhere, at the back of her mind, she was annoyed about that, given how careful she’d been with topping up her SPF all day and making sure her legs were even covered, she’d gotten burned in a tomb but that was far from a major worry now.

Eventually, the voice that was rapidly becoming familiar echoed in her head.
”C’mon, kid. It’s time to get moving.”
The voice was gentle and encouraging, not at all rushing her, but it was enough to encourage her to finally get to her feet. There was a door in front of her, and she opened it, stepping through it without really looking back. To her, it just seemed to lead into a long corridor that took sharp turns and seemed to loop back on itself. It was only when she reached the first split in the path that she began to realise what was going on. She stopped for a minute and dug in her bag, searching for… something. She wasn’t quite sure what she was looking for until her hand closed around her lipstick tube. Grinning, she pulled it out and drew a small x on the path she decided to take, before tucking her lipstick back into the pockets of her trousers and heading onwards.

She continued down this path for a while. Was it ten minutes or an hour? It was impossible to tell, with no landmarks to work with. So when a wall suddenly slammed across the path behind her with an almost deafening thud, she almost jumped out of her skin. It was the first thing she’d heard besides her own faint footsteps since she’d entered the maze. She stared at the wall that had appeared from nowhere for a few seconds until her heart rate finally began to drop, and she turned around to face what lay in front of her. There was yet another wall in front of her; one she swore hadn’t been there only a few seconds before and which appeared to have materialised much more quietly than the one that had slammed shut behind her. There was a small alcove into the wall, and in that alcove was a scale and a series of identical small metal balls.

”I heard you like puzzles. There’s one ball that’s heavier than the rest and one ball that’s lighter than the rest. Figure out which one’s which, slot them into those two holes there, and the door will open. Oh, and by the way, if you just use trial and error of slotting the balls into the holes, it won’t work. You gotta use the scales. Good luck!

Nova’s face broke out into a grin. She did indeed like puzzles, and it was a welcome break from the monotony of just wandering through a maze. To her, all of the balls felt exactly the same weight; but as she began the process of figuring out which was which, it seemed that there were significant differences between the heaviest and the lightest. It didn’t take her long to figure them out, and she slotted the two balls in question into the holes in the wall.

Silently, the wall split in half, allowing her to step through it, beaming with pride and satisfaction. She began to make her way through the maze again, marking off the turns she took the same way she had been all along. But her pleasure at figuring out the puzzle soon wore off as everything else began to take its toll. She hit her first dead end and was forced to turn around and try to take a different path. Her feet were beginning to hurt. Her legs were aching. Her back was aching. Her arm and face were aching. She’d dug in her bag a few minutes or hours ago in search of a scrunchie, and now had her hair pulled into a bun at the top of her head. She’d been tired of having her hair in her face all the time, and now, she was tired of the sensation of the bun.

When she hit another puzzle, her delight was not as strong as it had been the first time. She told herself it must be a sign she was heading in the right direction, at least. This time, there was no explanation, although, admittedly, there was no explanation needed. She had to fit a variety of wooden pieces into a solid cube; but all of them were weird shapes and didn’t seem to fit together right. At one point, she thought she had it; and then she was left with two pieces that didn’t seem to fit at all. Frustration got the better of her, and she flung the pieces away from her, before sitting down on the floor with her back to the wall blocking her path. She ran her hands down her face and pulled her hair out of the bun, staring at the ceiling. She didn’t know how long she sat there, staring into space. She didn’t want to think, didn’t want to have to move, she didn’t want to have to do anything just then. But eventually, she came to her senses, remembering that she couldn’t just stay there forever. She didn’t know how long she’d been in there, though, and she realised that meant she also didn’t know the last time she’d eaten or drank. So she fished in her bag for a bottle of water and a packet of crisps she’d left in her bag. While searching for her snacks, she also came across the book she’d brought for emergencies, and so, as she ate and drank, she read.

Refreshed, with the aches and pains beginning to fade, she picked up the pieces of the puzzle again and began working on it. It still took her a few minutes; but this time, everything seemed clearer and to fit together better, and before long, she had a solid cube in her hand. She went to put it back onto the pedestal, but the wall split in two before she could do so. So she held onto it, putting it into her bag.

It didn’t take long for her to hit another puzzle. And then another, and another, and another. Time didn’t feel real any more. She had no idea how long she’d been stuck in the maze. It felt like days. Her whole body was aching now, not helped by the puzzles, which were beginning to become increasingly physical, requiring her to either climb or move heavy rocks. The maze itself was becoming increasingly disorientating. Even though she wasn’t seeing any of the marks she left behind for herself, she was sure that she was doubling back on herself or going around in circles or just wandering down the same corridor over and over and over again, no matter what turns she took.

Somehow, though, her legs kept going. She was sure that she was on autopilot by this point. Walk. Solve a puzzle. Walk. Solve a puzzle. Walk. Choose a path. Hope it’s the right one. Puzzle. Walk. Hope. Pray. Oops, dead end, time to turn back. Walk. Puzzle. Hope. Pray. Was there even an exit to this maze? Or was this how she met her end, endlessly wandering around the maze until she went mad or just collapsed from exhaustion?

It seemed that the latter was the more likely one. After what felt like hours, or maybe days, she once again heard the familiar sound of a wall slamming shut behind her. She wasn’t sure if it was exhaustion or emotion that made her legs buckle beneath her, but she slowly slid to the ground, back against the wall that had appeared behind her. She was too exhausted to do anything other than just stare into space. She had to have been in the maze for days. She’d finished what was left of her water a while back. Maybe the dehydration and exhaustion were finally getting to her. Maybe she’d died in the quicksand, and this was hell. She wondered what the final straw was for getting her sent to hell. Was it her refusal to hear Adam out and not showing him empathy based purely on how he’d treated Sol? Had Christianity been right, and it was in fact the conversation she and Tarren had had about their various girl crushes? Or was it just all of those unethically sourced almond milk lattes?

She closed her eyes, not wanting to look at whatever lay in front of her. She also hadn’t slept in the days she’d been in the maze; that surely couldn’t be helping things. Propped up against a solid stone wall on a hard earth floor wasn’t ideal for sleeping; she knew that. She knew she had an extra layer in her bag, but she couldn’t bring herself to reach for it.

When she smelled that familiar perfume, she thought that she had to be asleep. There was no way she could be awake and be able to experience that familiar, comforting smell. And then it was joined by an earthy aftershave, mixing into a smell that had filled Nova’s childhood. The aches and pains and the exhaustion were all still there, making her feel like she was awake, but she was sure that they must just be seeping into her dreams.

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Open your eyes, kid.

That soft, familiar voice which Nova hadn’t heard in what felt like days long. Something in the voice made her listen, and she opened her eyes. Her parents were standing about six feet away from her. All logic abandoned along with her exhaustion, she scrambled to her feet and flung herself at them. They caught her in a hug, solid and there and real. She might be dead, but if her parents were here, then this couldn’t be hell.

Her mother released her from the hug and cupped Nova’s face in her hands.

“Look at you, my beautiful daughter. My beautiful, brilliant, amazing daughter,” her mother said. Nova managed a smile, even though the tears were beginning to stream down her face. She didn’t know why she was crying, if they were tears of joy or sorrow, but Alexandra just smiled softly as she gently wiped some of the tears away with her thumb.

“Straight A’s in all of your classes, last semester, we heard,” her father said, wrapping an arm around Nova’s shoulders. Nova nodded.
“Including my history class,” she said, resulting in her father’s broad smile widening even further.
“Really? You took a history class?” He asked excitedly.
“It counted towards my credits under the guise of forensic anthropology through a technicality, I think,” she said with a laugh.
“Forensic anthropology?”
“I’m majoring in forensic science. Plenty of chemistry, you’ll be glad to hear, Mum,” she said, glancing back at her mother, who smiled triumphantly at her husband.
“See, told you she’d take after me. So, come on then, darling,” she said, stepping away and sitting down on a couch that had definitely not been there a few moments ago. It looked just like the old couch from their sitting room that was far more comfortable than she looked. Nova sank into the couch, beside her mother, while her father took an armchair beside them, the way they’d always sat at home. “Tell us about your time at university. We know you’re doing brilliantly at your classes, but come on, tell us everything else.”

Nova shrugged. “I don’t know what there is to tell. I’m on the debating team, we got to nationals last year and were only taken out by one of the Ivy Leagues. Still fencing too, got to regionals there then hurt my knee and had to withdraw.” Her father chuckled.
“Come on, now, Nova, that’s all well and good, but your mother doesn’t want to hear about all that. She wants to know the gossip.”
“Subtle as always, William, darling. But yes, come on, now, sweetheart. Any boyfriends? Girlfriends? Other… important people?” She asked, an eyebrow raised. At Nova’s face, she chuckled again. “Nova, darling, we know about your grades, of course we know about your sexuality. And, of course, we don’t mind at all. So come on. Talk.”

Nova laughed. “No boyfriends, girlfriends, or anyone else,” she admitted. But even as she said it, Ethan came to mind, not for the first time since she’d been wandering around the tombs.
“But there is someone you like,” her mother said, ever observant.
“Yeah. There’s this guy. A friend of mine, we… actually met in one of my history classes.”
“Aha, see, I told you Alexandra, history does have its uses!” Her father exclaimed, making Nova laugh. Then his face turned serious. “Now, this young gentleman. Does he treat you right?”
“If you know about my grades, how the hell do you not know about Ethan?” Nova asked after a brief pause, her eyebrow raised. William cackled and turned to his wife, his reaction giving away that they'd known all along.
“See, I told you it was that young gentleman!” he declared. Alexandra rolled her eyes.
“I never said it wasn’t,” she said. “And Nova, darling, we know everything we want to know,” she explained. Nova laughed, shaking her head. For a moment, it felt like nothing had happened. Like that awful night five years ago and every horrible moment since had been some bad dream.

And then reality came crashing in. It had happened. And it had robbed Nova of so much. Her parents weren’t supposed to know everything they wanted to know. She was supposed to get to tell them. She was supposed to tell her parents that she was demi and pan, she was supposed to tell them about her grades, she was supposed to tell them about the cute boy in her history class. And all of that had been taken from her. Once the tears started, she couldn’t stop them, all of the pain and the anger and the frustration that had been building in her for hours finally flooding out of her. Her mother pulled her in close, letting her cry on her shoulder, but that just made it worse. These weren’t the circumstances she was supposed to be getting to cry on her mother’s shoulder. She should have been crying over heartbreaks and sad movies and bad grades.

“How am I supposed to move on from all of this?” She asked. She wasn’t quite sure how they understood her, the sobs leaving her barely able to breathe and making her whole body shake. But clearly, they did. After a few moments, William spoke.

“You… you don’t have to move on, you know. You can… you can choose to stay with us. If that’s what you really want.”
“And we don’t have to stay here. We can go home, you know. Back to London. You can have your old room in the attic again. You’ll have peace there. Endless time to finally read everything you want to,” her mother added softly. Nova pulled away from her grip, wiping her face with the back of her hand. There was a part of her that was tempted. She would have been lying if she didn’t say that. She was so tired. She was so sore. She had no idea if she’d make it out anyway or if she’d ever see anyone she cared about anyway. Maybe… maybe choosing to stay would be the easy thing to do. A peaceful existence, no more troubles, no more pain. No more loneliness.

“But you have to be sure that’s what you really, really want, Nova,” her father said. She looked at him, studying his familiar face for a few seconds, before glancing down at the ground beneath her feet. Her bag sat by her feet. She stared at the familiar object for a few seconds. She’d bought it when she’d moved to LindenWood, and it had seen her through the three years so far, showing no sign of wear. The old leather satchel had a number of pins stuck in it, pins that she’d collected and been gifted throughout the years. Ethan had said something about the satchel having serious Indiana Jones vibes, even with the ace flag unicorn pin and the stack of pancakes pin. The pancakes pin had been a present from Tarren, who had presented it to her with a straight face, before they’d called Nova a pancake and walked away. There was a D20 pin, presented by Yousof alongside a declaration that she was definitely the true queen of DnD, no matter what Romeo claimed. She lifted the bag up, wiping the light coating of sand off of it. It must have still been there from the quicksand. She opened it up. Inside, her lipstick sat near the top, still there from her frequent use. It had been a gift from Sol, with Sol claiming it suited Nova’s winter colouring more anyway.

And Nova knew what she had to do.

With fresh tears streaming down her face, she looked up at her parents. “I can’t stay with you. I… I’m not done yet.”

She was tired. She was sore. And she knew walking away from this, from them, would be the hardest thing she’d ever done. But there were people waiting for her. There were things she still had to say, things she still had to do, and she’d never been the type to give up.

Her parents’ smiles were sad, but the pride shone through their eyes anyway.

“No. You’re not. Now, I want to hear of you getting tenure at some fancy university in a few years time, understood?” Alexandra said, taking both of Nova’s hands in hers. Nova nodded, unable to speak through the tears. “Professor Nova Morrison really has a ring to it, don’t you think?” Her mother joked, and Nova nodded again, managing a smile.

“We’re so proud of you, my darling,” William said. “You’ve achieved so much, despite everything. And you’ve just proven yourself to be as brilliant as we knew you were.” He said. Nova smiled and nodded; a door appearing in the wall behind them as she did so. It seemed they all took a deep breath in at the same time.

“Well. I think it’s time for you to reunite with your friends now, isn’t it?” Her father said gently. “No more mazes. You’ll find them again before long,” he said, his words sounding like a promise. The three of them got to their feet, Nova tacking both of them in a hug again. Both of her parents stepped away at the same time so she wouldn’t have to be the one to let go. But Nova had to be the one to step away and walk towards the door.

Every step felt like another crack in her heart, but she knew what she had to do. She put her hand on the handle, and looked back at her parents.

“Goodbye,” she whispered, unable to speak any louder, saying the words she’d regretted not being able to say for five years. They smiled, their pride crystal clear. And then Nova opened the door and stepped through it.

The door closed behind her with a thud that made it clear it would not be opening again. Everything came crashing back in at that point, and she slid down the door, sobbing again. Already, it felt like those memories of her parents were beginning to fade. She knew she’d made the right decision. But it wasn’t fair that she’d had to make that decision in the first place. It wasn’t fair that she was trapped in this tomb and had no idea how to get out. Her grief manifested itself as anger and frustration, and so she just sat, her back against the door for fear that walking away would make the memories fade faster. And she cried.

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reluctantly Yousof's twin

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Adam Barrett

"With enough time . . . we could succeed."

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blessed by nephthys, goddess of air

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Blessed by Bes, Fertility God of War

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"Luminous beings are we; not this crude matter!"

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Romeo Viljoen

"I always knew it..., I am the f*cking cat's meow."

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Eden Montgomery

"I believe that fear is weaker than love."

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Nancy Yoo

you know i'll take my heart clean apart, if it helps yours beat

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reluctantly Yousof's twin

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blessed by nephthys, goddess of air

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Eden Montgomery

"I believe that fear is weaker than love."

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Adam Barrett

"With enough time . . . we could succeed."

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Charlie Addams

"Luminous beings are we; not this crude matter!"

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Nova Morrison

"I'm learning to walk again."

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Romeo Viljoen

"I always knew it..., I am the f*cking cat's meow."

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"Still fighting my demons, but I follow, follow you down."

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Nova Morrison

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Rhiannon Carter

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Nancy Yoo

you know i'll take my heart clean apart, if it helps yours beat

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Romeo Viljoen

"I always knew it..., I am the f*cking cat's meow."

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