Introduction
The sky turns grey, lightning flashes, a little girl bounces a ball to her mother. This oddly replays back to where the girl first picked up the ball. A boy buys icecream and licks it. The icecream reappears in the icecream seller's hand. Time glitches.
People all over the world are stunned. This was a crisis. Time kept on glitching.
Up in the Towers of the Universe...
Mother Nature sends her siblings, Mother Summer, Mother Winter, Mother Spring, And Mother
Fall to train her children, to protect the universe from this odd timerip. The four sibling seasons head to the Nursery Of Life.
15 Years of Pain later..
The 12 children are almost finished with their training. The universe is messed up, so the 12 must act fast.
Reservations
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January Child: aSunflowerHeart
February Child: FallenWings
March Child: Nami L Chi
April Child:
May Child: Epicnukeguy
June Child: merthur
July Child:
August Child: ShatteredWings22
September Child:
October Child: Akionakamura
November Child:
December Child: Seabear21
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You must wear an attire that matches the color of the birthstone of your month.
You do not have to call them by their month names, so you can nickname your warrior.
Example "February to Febbie"
If you do not know your months birth stone, don't be lazy, look it up.
And also, make sure when you make a character someone hasn't reserved it. I hate it when people do that.
Reservations last 3 days.
Character Skeleton:
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Name:
Nickname:
Age:
Weaknesses:
Strengths:
Weapon:
Abillity:
History:
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Currently he was hanging on his older "brother", May. "Yammie!" He squeaked, both of his arms wrapping around only one of the green haired boys. "Aren't you excited?" Even if he wasn't great in battle, his Yammie definitely was. Sometimes he wished that it could be him that protected him in battle, but usually they just left him with someone that was disposable. It made everything Alex did a lot more dangerous, and people worried, but without him his team would be in even more danger. If he had someone good at his side though, like Yammie, it would be better. "I can't wait to see where we're going." He whispered, trying to stand on his tip toes to whisper in his older brothers ear.
June didn't hesitate to climb into bed with his older brother, most of his siblings knew he wasn't very good with the whole personal space thing. Shrugging, he kept his hold on May's arm, giving a cheeky grin. "Yes I'm leaving, we're all leaving!" He said happily, having heard some of the conversation before he had run off to find Yammie. Feb's yelling though, confirmed it all. "I think we're going to be training to be full warriors," Alex whispered secretly, giggling to himself. "But I don't know for sure. We should get our things, yeah?" Reluctantly he began to pull away, looking over in the direction of his own bed and trunk.
Alex felt his brother tense, which caused him to do the same. After hearing him voice his concerns, he gently settled back down next to May, curling up beside him much like he used to do to everyone else when he was a little boy. He swore he hadn't slept in his own bed until he was at least ten, not alone. He wouldn't, refused, something about it was too scary. Even some nights now, when someone would let him, he crawled into bed with him. Since his accident, the amnesia, he just didn't feel safe. And no one else cared about that, not really. "I.. I don't know Yammie." He murmured, reaching down to intertwine their fingers, feeling safe with his brother, like he always did. "But we gotta, you know. Because it's our job. I know I'm not a good fighter, but without me, you guys would be in so much more danger. Even with a third-rate fighter protecting me, I'd still run out there every time to help you guys however I could." Shrugging lightly, he sniffled, cheeks damp- he didn't even know he'd been crying. "And I guess that's why, because we're all like that in some way, and that's what makes us spectacular. If anyone has a chance at fighting whatever it is, it's us."
Feb held her breath, she was the youngest, and caused a lot of chaos, she was worried she would be held back. "The 1st one on the warrior team... is May!" she glanced at the audience, and then back at her list. "The second warrior, is March! The 3rd is October! The 5th is Jason December! The 6th is January! The 7th Is Alex!" "Are there any more?" whispered Feb. "I have not picked my 8th yet because this is a tough decision." she murmured. She whispered with the Seasons. "We elect.. Feb!" Feb squealed like any excited 15 year old girl would. "The children, November, April, and July have to stay back and help prepare you guys." boomed Mother Nature.
Feb was sooooo excited. She gripped her Katana. "Follow your Mothers, they will lead you to your rooms to pack up, pack as little as possible!" Feb followed Mother Winter, walking next to her older brother and sister. Mother Winter dropped them off at their rooms. Feb dashed in. "I will miss this place.." she thought. Feb started packing her clothes. Then she packed her special stuffed rabbit she got as a little girl. Feb filled up her suitcase, having to drag it. She heaved it to Mother Winter. "Why is it so heavy, what did you pack?" she questioned. Feb opened her suitcase. There gleamed her pink flaming motorcycle. "You cant bring that." "WHY?" "Because, how are you going to carry it around all your life?" "Wont we get our own rooms? " "Not for 20 years, literally." "What if I rode it?" "Were teleporting to Earth." Feb fought the urge to punch something. She was frustrated. she gasped, "Ok." Feb and Mother Winter waited for her siblings to finish packing.
Decem headed into his room. He kept it perpetually dark, by his own preference, never letting any light in from anywhere. He backed a single large backpack, filling it with all of his essentials, such as extra arrows and arrow making supplies, his jars of ice oil, which cooled his weapons to the temperature of dry ice, clothes, and the like. He brought nothing sentimental, as he didn't have any such memories left aside from those of his weapons. Truth be told, if there was one thing that Decem truly feared, it was that the time rip might cause him to be completely erased from existence. That was why he was anxious to stop it.
Finishing his packing, Decem sheathed Night's Edge with a flourish, and hooked on Frostbite and his arrows. He promptly vanished into the shadows around him, and traveled them out the door and into the hallway. Noticing that Feb had finished and was waiting with Mother Winter for January, Decem said, from seemingly everywhere and nowhere at once, "So, we are finally getting this started, are we?" Realizing he was still in the shadows, he added, "Oh, right. You can't see me. One moment." He reappeared where he was in the shadows, which was right next to Feb. Instantly realizing his mistake, he faded back into the shadows, and went to the other side of the hallway to reappear. He said calmly, "Don't even try. You know as well as I do that you have never hit me once, and you never will." Glancing at Mother Winter, he asked, "Mother Winter, pardon my question, but why are we heading out now? Unless the situation has changed somehow, we still have no idea how to fix time yet."
"Feb, this isn't the time to play with birds." said Mother Winter. "Well, were waiting for that slowpoke January. She is probably packing a motorcycle!" "You did that Feb." "Oh, wait." face-palmed Feb. "Anyways, lets get this show on the road!" Mother Winter grabbed Feb's arm as she tried to bolt away. "Stay here, your brother is acting 10 times better then you. "He is your pet." "No, he is not, he is just mature." "You're saying IM NOT mature?" "Well, you have a high temper." "A HIGH TEMPER?!" Feb snorted. She punched a hole in the wall. Then she gasped. "Sorry Mom!" she apologized. "I guess I am not mature.." Feb sat on the ground staring at the floor.
Before she could truly savor the moment, she and her other siblings where escorted to their rooms by their mothers. January shyly walked behind her mother. She could hear the excited steps of her younger sister and feel the ominous steps of her brother. She looked up from the floor abruptly when she couldn't hear the chirps of her sister nor feel the ominous air of her brother. Mother Winter smiled politely at January and gestured toward the door of her bedroom. It wasn't long before what she was doing in front of her room came back to her. "Oh. Sorry mom. Um... Dazed off, I guess." Jan concluded. Her mother only returned a small smile. Before her mother could open her mouth to reassure her daughter, Janaury quickly ducked into her room and slammed the door. Yes, very out of character indeed. This was all happening so fast. It was only what, a few minutes ago, that she had been chosen to aid/save the world and now they were expected to suddenly pack up and leave? No parties, celebrations, ceremonies? None at all? Her mouth twisted into a pout as she brought down her possessions and cleverly placed them inside her luggage. This way, she could also pack up her 'special' things as well too. For example, her adored ornate brush, her favorite red sash(yes, January is quite the female), and her favorite collection of short stories, Dubliners by James Joyce. Jan had completed her packing.
She wasn't about to leave without another word right away though. She sat down onto the soft mattress and gently caressed the light blue sheets. Ah, she was sure she was going to cry over her room as soon as she would leave the premises."You big baby...", she softly scolded to herself. January patted the bed before she stood up and began striding towards the door. She could hear hear sister's shouts and chirps from outside her door. Irritating was the only word she could think of to describe it. "Well, were waiting for that slowpoke January. She is probably packing a motorcycle!" Feb you big exaggerator. Jan could feel a small vein on her forehead tighten with annoyance. Before taking one last glance around her room, January opened the door and headed out of her room, her crimson luggage being dragged out behind her. For some reason, the opening of her bedroom door held so much feeling at that moment. January just couldn't put her finger on it and mentally shrugged. She guided her luggage on wheels towards the small group of individuals that she called her family. She spotted February's familiar pink hair and December's jet black hair as she neared them. She silently crept up behind her younger sister, smiling and nodding politely in December's and Mother Winters direction, before her smile froze in place. "I didn't pack a motorcycle, February. And yes, if you want someone to clarify your guessing, you are certainly not mature." Ha. That should scare the younger girl. She quickly stepped to the side and scooted towards her mother's side if February might think of whirling around and seizing January right away. Now was not the time to fight. It was tempting. But no, thank you.
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Firsts are always depressing. You expect so much from them--they work hard to satisfy you-- and you always find an instance where they let you down somehow. Somehow.
Jason December
"Darkness isn't evil. It's just shade for when the light is too bright"
E. March
"Darkness is all I have..."
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I'm not saying i'm insane , but if but my mind was a iPod, it would be stuck on shuffle.
Alexandrite June
The first rule of magic; always be the smartest guy in the room.
February "Feb"
The child of February. "Lovely, now tell me what time is it? Oh yeah, time to meet my fist!"
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February "Feb"
The child of February. "Lovely, now tell me what time is it? Oh yeah, time to meet my fist!"
E. March
"Darkness is all I have..."
Alexandrite June
The first rule of magic; always be the smartest guy in the room.
Jason December
"Darkness isn't evil. It's just shade for when the light is too bright"
January
Firsts are always depressing. You expect so much from them--they work hard to satisfy you-- and you always find an instance where they let you down somehow. Somehow.
October
I'm not saying i'm insane , but if but my mind was a iPod, it would be stuck on shuffle.
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"Darkness isn't evil. It's just shade for when the light is too bright"
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I'm not saying i'm insane , but if but my mind was a iPod, it would be stuck on shuffle.
Alexandrite June
The first rule of magic; always be the smartest guy in the room.
January
Firsts are always depressing. You expect so much from them--they work hard to satisfy you-- and you always find an instance where they let you down somehow. Somehow.
February "Feb"
The child of February. "Lovely, now tell me what time is it? Oh yeah, time to meet my fist!"
E. March
"Darkness is all I have..."
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