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Traumatics

Traumatics

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Four humans try to save their world from the Traumas destruction.

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Introduction

β•ŸTraumaticsβ•’
Science has given dozens of excuses for why people experience memory loss, and for the most part, no one has ever asked any questions; but what if the explanations for amnesia were really just lies to cover up a secret as old as time itself? For centuries the cause of lost memories was blamed on accidents and sicknesses, but the real reason behind the phenomenon is linked to a species that is dependent on them for survival. Alongside the human world is one unseen by man, a world of darkness where the creatures reside. They are known by very few as Traumas; these beings are the ultimate reason why people lose their memories.

Mancer is their realm; it is a place of darkness where there is no sunlight only the perpetual glow of a hazy moon. Everything is covered in a ghostly gray and black, the only other coloring is held in the eyes of the Traumas. This shadow land thrives off of the power given to it by memories, without them neither the land nor its inhabitants would be able to live. Mancer is literally a flat world, at its very center is a vast city that covers most of the land. The further you travel away from the city the darker everything becomes and eventually everything becomes pitch black. There are two dangers in this darkness; the edge of Mancer where beyond it an inescapable void exist. The second are the grotesque monsters that lurk around in the dark, they're known to rip apart anything that comes near them. For this reason, most Traumas reside in the city where they can protect their most precious treasure...

The Omen, this glass vile holds every single memory that the Traumas have ever taken. It is the only source of power within Mancer and it gives life to both the land and its people. Without it everything would crumble away and be lost to the abyss. This is the reason why the Traumas have always traveled to the human world to steal memories. There are select humans, always from high society, that know about their existence. While they know what the Traumas are after, they never stopped to ask why. Because they never asked, the Traumas took advantage of their stupidity and made them pay large sums of money to take away memories from their enemies. This bargain has been going on forever, but one man has chosen to try and put and end to the secret exchange.

Dr. Graham Evans is a retired surgeon who has had his fair share of trades with the Traumas. He became obsessed with them earlier on in his medical career. He spent most of his pay on having the memories of other doctors taken away so that he could get more work. After he accidentally killed a patient during a surgery he quit his job and retired to his secluded mansion in Vermont. He thought it was time to try and stop what was going on. There was one Trauma that could sympathize with the doctor's feelings, and he promised to help Graham put an end to everything. This included telling Graham about the Omen and how it was the only thing keeping the Traumas alive. He agreed to open a portal for a group to enter through and get to Mancer. This was all so that the Omen could be destroyed and no one else would have to suffer losing their memories.

Graham didn't think that there was anything suspicious about the offer, so he sought out a group of people who would be able to travel through Mancer without being caught. The doctor gathered a group of four people gifted with inhuman abilities to do the job. He warned them about the many dangers of Mancer, the most important one being that the longer humans stayed there, the faster they were going to lose not only all of their memories, but also their sanity. Normal humans wouldn't even be able to last a few short minutes in Mancer, but because of their supernatural abilities, they are able to slow the process down. Finally a night came when the Trauma opened the portal for them, but they weren't prepared for what happened on the other side. Calcifer, the one who opened the door for them, betrayed them on the other side. They were split up and hauled away to different prisons where they were doomed to slowly go crazy and die. An underground resistance of Traumas that have been trying to end their own race for decades is on the way to rescue them. From there, they must go about a different way of destroying the Omen.



∞Roles∞
Traumas~
Calcifer;{Taken by me ^^}
Male 2; {Reserved by Howler}
Female 1; {Taken by Cynique)
Female 2; {Taken by gezzygezzy}

Resistance~
Male 1; {Reserved by Arietta}
Male 2;
Female 1,;
Female 2;

Humans~
Male ;,{Reserved by Pimp}
Male 2; {Taken by Sorichyeobwa}
Female 1;{Taken by Esana}
Female ;,



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Calcifer Trauma


Ah yes this was what he was used to. The sweet smell of his victim's blood pouring out below his feet. It wasn't part of his job to kill the person because he was some kind of influential man many people loved. Why though? He was old and unattractive to him. Calicfer knelt down to hover over the man. A wicked smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he slapped the man a couple of times. "Ha you look so ugly right now!" He yelled as if he was angry but really he was enjoying himself. "Your memories were delicious though." Standing back up he pulled his scythe out of the man's body. Holding it out in front of him, it disappeared into a cloud of black smoke. "My good sir you don't look so well." Cal kicked the lifeless man before him and chuckled once again. "I'm sure your foes will be quite pleased about this. Now they won't have to deal with you ever again." Turning his back to the man he walked out of his office. They were on the top floor of a hundred story building so no one should be up there this time of night. Walking out he ran his black fingernails along the wall he was strolling next to. He came to a stop though when he heard a female voice coming down the hall.

"Oh an affair?" He quickly ducked into a meeting room and waited for the woman to come closer. Yes, the man who hired him did tell him his target was having an affair. It would look rather strange if the man was just randomly killed, so Cal knew if he killed the mistress as well it would make it look like she killed him then herself. Once the girl walked past he heard a blood curdling scream coming from the man's office. "Oh so you found him have you?" He spoke in a hushed tone as he walked up behind her and gently closed the door behind him. "Pity huh?" Calcifer smiled at her which caused her to back up. "Too shocked to see your affair has finally come to an end? Well before he died he told me he hated you and thought you were worthy of death." This caused the girl to choke back tears from fear and sadness. In one swift motion he crossed the room and shoved the woman up against one of the glass windows out of many. Placing his hand on her throat he smiled at her. "Have you ever wondered just how strong this glass truly is? It doesn't seem so tough to me." He tapped his free pointer finger against the glass. "Oh Juliet til death do us part!" Throwing his hand up in the air showing how dramatic the moment was. Without another word he leaned in and kissed the woman roughly on her lips. She tried to scream but his kiss was too forceful for anyone to hear her. While his lips were still pressed hard against hers his scythe reappeared and he jabbed it straight into her stomach causing her body to jolt from the pain. Pulling away with one hand he pushed the girl through the window. As she fell to the ground he whistled to add a little comedy to the moment. "Splat!" He thew both of his arms up into the air and screamed laughing.

Turning around he made his way to the elevator where he rode it all the way down to the first floor. Stepping out he saw the woman's body almost completely mutilated on the ground. "Oh my god someone please help!" He half yelled half laughed. "I saw her she jumped from the top floor and it was just wow!" He was quite a good actor. While others panicked he vanished into the background. Strolling into a dark alley he disappeared into a black cloud. Opening his eyes he was back in his beautiful world of Mancer. Stretching his arms out he kept walking or more like skipping to where him and some other Traumas hung out. "I wonder where my cute Lillian and Aurora are? Oh and I can't forget William. I hope they are getting some memories for our wonderful world Mancer!" Tossing his arms up once more he fell back down on a couch and waited for the others. "Oh my Calcifer you are so bored."

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Aurora
"Help me!" The man screamed. Nobody could hear him, but he tried anyway. What an idiot, he really thought that having his room sound-proofed was a good idea? Rich people bought stupid things for no reason. Maybe he had his reasons but were they really worth it? She slid one of her katanas out of her belt and sliced out mere centimeters from the mans mouth. He stopped screaming. Bending down on her knees she went eye level with the man and smiled. "You know, this is why this is so much fun. You humans are so stupid, so weak. It's really just saddening."
With that note she traced his mouth that was laced with fear with her katana. He whimpered and she laughed.

"Why so sad? I can help with that." She said. Grabbing both of his cheeks she made his head stay still and got her katana near his mouth. She pressed it against his lips then made a curved cut on each side of his mouth. He screamed a scream of pure pain and she touched his forehead lightly, as if she really was here to do just that and got rid of every memory he had but his pain. She left that as his last memory so he could feel only pain. He could have no regrets, no reminicing, he couldn't feel relieved that he had lived a good life because he had no thought of it. It was fun to watch the expression change on his face from pain and fear to just plain agony. She sat on a red leather chair he had and tipped it back as she watched him writhe in pain.

He didn't even notice her as his last breathe left him, that was probably the part that saddened her about erasing his memory of her. A knock on the door came and when nobody answered the butler opened the door. She pulled out her pistol and absentmindedly shot him straight in the forehead. He fell back with a thump and she tilted the chair back about as far as it would go without falling, still thinking about how she could take away all memories but pain but still leave her face in his memory, that way the people would still look at her with that look of agony and helplessness, not just space out and go into their own world ignoring her mere presence in the room.

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#, as written by Esana
Mya Nayelin - Location: Mansion on Earth (Vermont)

Knock - knock - knockknockknock -

"Dr. Evans!" The dark haired, semi-tall young woman stood in front of the Victorian styled mansion, knocking loudly on the wooden door. "Dr. Evans! Let me in! Dr. Evans!"

From inside, Mya could hear a faint, "I'm coming!" that sounded like it was somewhere from far in the recesses of the home. She frowned. If the doctor was that far away, it would take him at least two minutes to make his way through the enormous house and come to the front door to let her in. The frown deepened. Two minutes was time that would go to waste - time that didn't have to go to waste if she just -

Mya lowered her head to the level of the keyhole and glared at it. In her mind, she could see the lock mechanism floating in her mind. It was surprisingly simple - a plain pin tumbler lock. As Mya stared into open air, the pins pushed up and down until they had aligned themselves in the correct orientation for unlocking.

Still staring into nothingness, Mya twisted the doorknob and pushed. The door opened silently in her hands. Mya blinked and then smiled as she pushed the door open wider and walked into the mansion. She looked around very briefly and then started walking down the hall.

Before she'd gotten too far, a clattering of steps above her head made her stop and look up. A slightly balding man was running down the stairs, looking at the door and muttering something under his breath.

"Dr. Evans," Mya called, turning and walking back down the hall towards the end of the stairs.

The doctor slowed and jerked, twisting to see Mya. His eyes grew wide momentarily, but then narrowed in slight irritation. He walked slowly the rest of the way down the stairs. "Did you really think it was polite to just let yourself into my house, Ms. Nayelin?"

Shrugging, Mya said, "I'm sorry, but I didn't want to waste any time. And no one grades me on politeness." She looked around. "So where's this portal you're going to send us through?"

"It'll be here. I'll contact Calcifer as soon as you all arrive and send you guys through."

"...So," Mya sighed slightly frustrated. "Not everyone's here yet?"

Dr. Evans looked at Mya, a look of slight sympathy. She was definitely eager to go on the mission. "No. Unfortunately not."

"Can't you just send me through? I could get started and -"

"It's too dangerous, Ms. Nayelin." He started to walk down the hall, further into the house. "Come. Let's wait in the parlor."

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#, as written by Cynique
Lillian Lawrence


"No, please don't! I-I can give you money! That's what all people want! Money!"

"I'm sorry Sir, but I don't think there's any sort of compromise that we can make with this." The woman's polite undertones gave way to a hint of irritation as she tapped her turquoise metallic sheened nails against the mahogany coffee table that sat between the two, subtly ignoring the mans nervous laughter. They were all like this in the beginning, the panic always seemed to set as soon she stated her true purpose.

Lillian Lawrence considered it funny how people would let her into their homes with such ease, all it took was a few promises or false lies and she was in. Promises of money, fame or love seemed to be words that won the most. Today it was all of above. In this case she had posed as a rich heiress who's little convertible had just 'happened' to have had broken down outside of a small time crime lords home. Criminals were her usual targets, she couldn't stomach the innocent like some of the other Traumas could. Ironically enough it was usually other criminals who hired her for these jobs. Of course the man had been suspicious enough at first but batting her baby blues a few times had earned herself a place seated next to him in his living room. Her first order of business after the reveal had been to seat herself in the chair farthest away from him.

"B-but, I can't die! I'm too young! And how can someone like YOU choose when it's my time!" He said pointing at her accusingly.

Politely perched on her chair she smiled slightly as she reached into her black clutch purse, "like this." With a flick of her wrist she flung a throwing knife into the middle of his forehead. Getting up and collecting herself she frowned as she had to work at removing the knife, " I really have to find a spot where these things aren't so hard to remove…" She muttered as the knife came out with a squelching noise. Trailing out of the wound and into Lilly a long tendril of smoke settled into her as she collected the mans memories. "Looks like all of that is taken care of."

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"Bored?" Her voice asked as the rest of her materialized in front of Calcifer with a raised eyebrow, "How did your job go?" She said finding herself in an Armchair, adjusting her dress and Neckerchief as she sat down.

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Luke Marylen looked up at the mansion, taking a deep breath as he’d walked up to the door. Why did he agree to this, anyways? Well, it was too late to turn back now. His hand hovered above the door for a couple of seconds before he knocked loudly. After all, it was such a big mansion, the doctor probably couldn’t hear if he knocked too softly.

As he waited, he looked around at the plants in front of the house once again. He would have liked to have a chance to garden here. After all, what was a mansion without a beautiful garden in front of it? Everything was overgrown and untrimmed. Then again, he supposed that was up to the doctor.

β€œLuke? Luke!” Luke jumped at the sound of his name. The doctor was waiting at the door, eyebrows raised, β€œReally, if you knock on the door, shouldn’t you at least pay attention to when it’s opened?” He shook his head slightly, β€œYou kids are all the same. Anyways, you can come this way.”

β€œSorry, doc,” Luke gave the doctor a sheepish grin and a salute, β€œGood morning! How has your life been?”

The doctor muttered something inaudible as he opened the door wider to let Luke in. β€œCome on, one of your teammates is here already.”

β€œOnly one? Huh. I could have sworn that I thought I was late.” The doctor led Luke through the halls, having to stop several times when Luke distracted himself with a painting on a wall or a spider web in the corner. Luke did, however, manage to find a clock nearby and match the time on his watch up.

β€œHm, do you think I can find the spider that spun this web?” Luke was looking at the edge of a wall near the clock.

The doctor shook his head, rolling his eyes slightly, β€œCome on, Luke, it’s not that difficult to walk through hallways without getting distracted.” There was a slight – no, definitely more than a slight – doubt in the back of his mind.

β€œAh, fine,” Luke tore his focus away from the spider web and followed the doctor obediently through the halls, restraining himself from getting distracted again. Soon, they met up with Mya, who, Luke could tell, was probably about to explode with impatience. Since he could influence the emotions of people around him, it was only natural that he could read them. It wasn’t really part of his power, just something that he’d developed over the years. β€œHey there, Mya,” he said cheerily, deciding to ignore her mood, β€œWhat’s up?”

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The door was crooked, cracked, unpainted, and the silver knob was covered in a rough, red rust. This, along with the rest of the rotting wooden shack this man called his home, seemed ridiculously pitiful in William’s eyes. However, none of this perception managed to stop him from his desired dramatic entrance; he lifted his right foot high and kicked forward against the door.

What seemed so weak turned out to be rather strong, however, for William felt a jolt of pain through his leg as the door remained closed and unharmed. He put the leg back down and shook it out, ignoring the massive, echoing knock he’d just provided. The door opened shortly after, by the hand of the husky old man who lived inside. After a quick shock of surprise, William jumped up and gave a lazy kick into the old man’s chest and knocked him down on his back.

He pulled the hammer out of the handle-sheathe on his back and held it firm in both hands, stepping towards the man as he scooted backwards on his hand and rear.

β€œIn the name of myself, William Marquis,” he proclaimed proudly and clearly, β€œand the world of Mancer, I hereby claim your memories”. The man didn’t respond, and instead kept scooting towards a green armchair on the wall of his living room. William just walked along and stared into the man in the eyes, imagining the fears that could’ve gone through his head.

The man finally hit the wall and William decided to be more conversational with his victim, dropping his left hand from the hammer’s lower-handle and cracking the hand’s knuckles as he shifted his gaze towards them.

β€œA shame, isn’t it?” he jokingly said, β€œIf only you hadn’t opened the door to this complete strang-” William was cut off. The old man quickly reached behind the couch and pulled out a massive, vintage revolver from behind the chair, holding tight in his right hand as he started to get up.

β€œPut yer hands up, yeh freak”, spoke the old man, β€œβ€™nd drop that dumbass β€˜ammer”. William’s eyes grew wide in fear as he put his hands up and dropped the hammer instantly. The stone on the end leaned away from him and heavily dropped on the old man’s foot, leading him to drop the revolver and shout angrily in pain. William tried to shake off the relief he had and grabbed the hammer again, stepping back and clenching his teeth as he gave a heavy swing to the man’s bent back. A loud snap came from his spine as he fell right down to the ground, no longer making noise.

William leaned over and looked at the body, lightly tapping its head with his foot as if to see if he was faking or not. He chuckled masculinity and looked slightly upward to tell himself and the corner of the room β€œAnother job well done” in a proud, deep tone. He slowly lowered himself to the man’s ear and guided the wisp of smoke out from his head and into his hand, clenching it as it came out and opening his hand to have seen it disappeared.

He sauntered over to the green armchair and took a deep seat in the soft, tacky green cushions. It felt unclean and had that particularly bizarre β€œold person scent”, but he still had some satisfaction in taking his victim's throne and treating his lucky break as a true victory.

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#, as written by Esana
Click click click click click -

Dr. Evans glanced at Mya, mildly annoyed by the sound of one of his pens being clicked over and over, but decided not to comment. From the impression that he already had of Mya, she was not someone to stop doing something annoying just because someone asked her to - especially since he had already denied her the chance to start the mission.

Currently, she was looking out the window, twirling the pen, clicking it, drawing imaginary things in midair as she stared at green expanse.

Click click click click click -

Knock knock knock.


Mya's head jerked up. "Finally," She muttered as Dr. Evans got up and made his way towards the hallway that led back towards the main entrance. She tossed the pen into the air, catching it by the tip and then tossed it again. It created a silver spiral in the air as it went up, the words on the side blurring from the speed, making Mya frown slightly.

She looked at the pen, absorbing its structure into her mind. She caught it again, feeling it weight, the length, the cold metal, and then tossed it.

This time as it spun in midair, the letters along its length blurring, Mya focused on it and stopped its movement. She read from the side - 0.5 tip - and then let it drop with a small thud back into her hand.

She glanced at the door, irritation pricking her in the stomach. Just what was taking so long?

Almost as if on cue, Dr. Evans walked in, Luke coming after him, looking mildly distracted. He seemed happy enough though, giving her a cheerful greeting.

"I want to go to the Mancer's world already," Mya said, both as a response to his question and as a statement pointed very much so at Dr. Evans.

The doctor sat down in an easy chair, sighing. "We can't do that. Only half of you -"

"I'm ready," Mya interrupted. She looked at Luke, again very pointedly. "So's Luke, right? You wanna go now, right?"

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"Let's get this over with already, preferably as quick and painless as possible."

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"Feel the pain so I can enjoy it."

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"What are you doing? Get back to work."

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I don't think I've ever seen a square root before...

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I won't hit you unless you try to. Gosh I hope you try.

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Re: [OOC] Traumatics

Don't worry about it, Lovely, school comes before roleplaying. We'll all be pleased when you can come back. ^^

Re: [OOC] Traumatics

Hey guys I'm so sorry I haven't been on the site in a while do to my school and other activities taking up all my free time. So I'm going to put this rp on pause for now. I'm really sorry guys and I swear when I have more time I will be a better GM. I just hope no one leaves.

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Lia, I PMed Lovely on your behalf yesterday; she hasn't responded back yet. Her profile says that she's been on today, too.

So I guess we just wait? xD

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....Uh, should Sorichyeobwa and I just get transported to Mancer already? Lovely? Pimpette? Anything? xD

~ Esa

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I'm fine with you guys starting without me, if that makes a difference. But anyways, Lovely, can you take a look at my character? I submitted her a while ago but you haven't approved or rejected her yet. The thing won't let me PM you for some reason, so I'll just post that here. Sorry that I'm so pushy. x.x

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Hey, Pimpette do you want to arrive at the mansion now? And since we don't have a fourth human yet, should we just go ahead and start or should we wait for Liachann?

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Hey guys! I'm going on a three-day volleyball trip, so I won't be back until Tuesday. Until then, I give Esana permission to power-play my character, and everyone can drag him along as needed~

Re: [OOC] Traumatics

Hey, everyone~
Is it too late to reserve the second human female? I'll try to have the character up by tonight. (:
Favorite food is sausage, by the way.

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Woot! I'm about to go to bed, so I'll post tomorrow!

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I just accepted him ^^

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The doctor can be controlled by everyone as needed, I think..., yup!

Lovely my character, after an eternity, is finally submitted!

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Sorry, another question. x__x

We are allowed to take control of Dr. Evans in our posts, right? Just wanted to check.

Re: [OOC] Traumatics

Yeah seeing as your the only one on the resistance side, you can just wait until the humans are tossed in prison.

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I should have asked this earlier, too; I'm just spamming now.

What should I do then, as the resistance - should I just wait until you've imprisoned the humans? I don't really have to rendezvous with anyone yet. XD

Re: [OOC] Traumatics

Nice question I should have already told you guys this lol!

The humans can start off at the Dr.'s mansion and getting to know the people you are traveling with to Mancer. Once all the humans post I will post again and come take you guys to my world. From there you all know you will end up in prison lol! As for the Traumas you guys can meet up with my character before he leaves and after my character returns with the humans the Traumas can take them to their separate prisons.

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Hey, for the humans, do you have any references for where you want us to be...? Like are we just about to go into the Trauma World, have we not been collected for the task yet, are we already there? Do you care or should we just start wherever we want?

Also, do we know each other...or should we pick that for ourselves as well?

Re: [OOC] Traumatics

Hey guys the first post is up now ^^

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So excited for this to start!!!

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I am the co GM and Lovely isn't on right now, but you can have the spot XD I'll make sure she reserves it for you!

Re: [OOC] Traumatics

Hi. Jumping in a little late I suppose, but would it be possible for me to grab the last male trauma spot? Could get the profile up by tomorrow. Thanks for your time either way!