When Worlds Collide

When Worlds Collide

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Enter a world that welcomes you with open arms... until of course you wish to return home.

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Introduction

When our reality was created, so were thousands of others. Every now and then a world collides with another which creates a plain to that world. A hundred or so years ago Ilvescape collided with out world, creating a plain in the woodland by the small English town of Castellan. Since then many stories of the Fey have circulated in this town. Of course in modern times these stories aren’t believed. Especially when it comes to the one about the path that runs through the forest. It is said that if you leave it you will be lost forever.

One night a group of friends head through the woodland, using the path. They decide to take a shortcut through the forest that’ll get them to the other side a little faster. The plain has shifted so that it cuts through their usual shortcut, but of course they were unaware of this. They are walking for a good few minutes longer than they should have been and some begin to get worried when the trees thinned.

When they came out of the forest they were confronted by this.

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They realise that all of the stories are true. The stories about strange people being sighted in the forest, about humans running off with them never to be seen again, and perhaps even that once you enter this world you can not return.

This is a Seelie world, a world of the Fey. There is magic and beauty and danger. These people were created from angels and demons. The longer you spend here the less you remember of the human realm and the more you look like them, the more you become them.

This is a story of a group of friends who are taken in by the way of the Seelie. They fall in love with it, in the end though they must decide whether they want to stay, or fight to return home.

The magic here is strong, it runs in everything, humans have magic within them that can only be released in this world. So each friend will gain a power here that they must learn to use. In your character sheet I need to see which ability your character has.

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Need at least 3 humans to start and at least 2 people of the Seelie world.
At least 1 human must want to return home and try and convince the others to do so.
Those of the Seelie world will only turn nasty if the humans try to leave.
Each character can have one ability.
You may have a few characters.
Oh and I will be making a character to point the IC in the right direction.

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Seth grinned as Dani shrugged away from him, So she had realised that he was just trying to piss off Jake and from the look of the blonde haired boy he had succeeded. He was smiling as Dani moved away, then DiDi announced that she was going. He turned to watch her go, cupping his hands around his mouth he shouted to her "You didn't answer my dinner request!" when she carried on going he waved his arm at her in a dismissive fashion, then looking to Regan he grinned again. "She'll be back for me."

He didn't think that anyone was listening. Regan was occupied with the kids, Jake with Dani and Dani with Jake and Lily. He shook his head, "See you tomorrow Regan." he nodded to the Prince, then to Jake. It was more to show respect than actual like. He went to Dani and took her hand gently, he kissed the back of it "Pleasure to spend some time with you." after locking his eyes with hers for just a moment he left. He headed out of the castle, somewhere someone would be having a party that he could crash.

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Jake shook his head, did Hunter really think he had a chance with DiDi? She was beautiful, and Hunter, well he was a bit scrawny. He couldn't help but wonder if his act ever won any one over. No doubt it did. Didn't girls find that sort of thing attractive? Jake shook his head unable to figure out why. He looked to Dani, feeling the relief wash through him again. He thought that she looked glad to be back. He wasn't surprised when Seth decided to go, although he was when he actually got a nod from the man. He frowned when he kissed Dani's hand before going. Then caught himself, there was no way a girl like Dani would fall for his charms. She just wasn't like that.

"So Hunter aye?" he asked a little cautiously once Hunter had gone. He should have waited until she found a room before talking to her about it, "You glad he found you?"

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Oliver paused for a moment while he considered how to answer Maya's question, but eventually he hesitantly said, "Not... exactly." He took a tentative step forward, his eyes locked on the dark oval that cut through the fireflies' glow. "At the edge of the forest was a clearing, and from the clearing we could see..." He took one more cautious step, now only meters from the portal. "... islands, it looked like. Floating islands, and I think that's where they went."

He stooped slowly, never taking his eyes off of the mysterious blackness, and scooped up a small stone into his left hand. "Maybe this would take us there, but... that seems pretty risky." With his knife at the ready, he tossed the stone toward the portal with a flick of his wrist. It disappeared into the darkness without sound or sight, and a moment passed before Oliver was able to exhale and release a bit of the tension in his shoulders. At least nothing had rushed out to attack them.

He pressed the lock on his knife and folded it, satisfied at least for the moment that if there was some sort of evil creature stalking them that its plans didn't involve direct assault. As he slid it back into his pocket, however, a metallic clank sounded from the portal and a gleam of silver suddenly burst through. The object arced slowly toward them, spinning through the air and trailing a thin strip of beige. Totally unprepared (and a bit clumsy anyway), Oliver gasped and fumbled with the object as it struck him in the chest with a soft thud, then blinked in confusion as it fell to his feet.

"... my canteen?" He laughed softly at himself as he bent to pick it up, recognizing now the metal canister and canvas strap that he had left behind when they fled from the stream earlier that day. It was heavy with water -- a welcome refreshment, though he didn't remove the cap just yet. "It brought us my canteen!" Oliver grinned as he stepped backward to hand the container to Maya. The appearance of the fruit had been questionable, but this was something of his, something that felt like a real gesture of good will. Or perhaps deception, Oliver recognized distantly, but he was feeling a little more optimistic now than he had been a few moments ago. "Thank you," he said softly toward the portal, trusting that whoever was hiding in its darkness would be able to hear. Maybe they would find an ally yet in this awful forest.

Almost as if in response, the thick blackness of the portal began to thin and fade, tiny spots of gold piercing through as the glow of fireflies returned to visibility. The dark outline of the oval was still clear, but looking into it became less like gazing into a black hole and more like looking through a mirrored window -- the shapes on the other side were undefined and indistinct, but unquestionably present. And dominating the misty shapes that were revealed through the shadow was a figure, tall and thin but at least vaguely humanoid, as far as they could tell through the haze.

Oliver cleared his throat uncomfortably and looked sideways to Maya, again tensing at the sheer unpredictability of their experiences. Still, he could only assume that this was the creature that had retrieved and returned his canteen, and that deserved at least a little bit of trust. Tilting his head toward Maya, he gave a lop-sided grin and whispered, "Still want to go through?"

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Maya gasped as the portal began to shift. Strange shapes could be seen, and standing just beyond the hazy surface of the pathway, she could make out a tall figure. Although the sight would have terrified Maya under normal circumstances, she felt surprisingly composed. The fruit and the canteen seemed like gifts from this stranger. He couldn’t be all that horrible, if he was willing to bestow these things upon them, could he?

She gripped the canteen; unsure of what action they should take. She had the feeling that if they were to pass through the portal, they might never see this world again. What if it was some sort of trap?

“Who are you?” she called out to the silhouette. “What is it that you want?”

She didn’t receive a reply. Instead, a sense of longing began to slowly fill her from inside. It was an odd sensation, as though something profoundly wonderful awaited her beyond the border of the veil. She felt herself drawn toward the strange figure, and with each step she took, the feeling grew more intense, until she knew that she needed to see what was on the other side. She’d never be able to feel whole if she didn’t discover what awaited her there.

The cold metal of the canteen brought her slowly back from the depths of her mind, into which she’d fallen. She glanced back at Oliver, a glazed look in her eyes. She blinked, struggling to clear her head.

“I think we’re meant to go through it,” she said. “But we can’t leave them,” she continued, suddenly remembering the sleeping girls in the cave. Who knew what would happen to them if they were left alone in this treacherous wood. “I’ll go wake them.”

Entering the cave once more, Maya woke the girls and explained the situation to them. After a few moments of persuasion, she was able to lead them outside, to experience the wonder for themselves. She brought them to the portal, and joined Oliver at the opening.

“Here goes nothing,” she stated before stepping up to the misty opening. Cautiously, she stretched out a hand, and brushed the surface with her fingers. A cold, tingling sensation began to spread up her hand. The felling was so odd, that she quickly tried to withdraw her hand, but instead felt it being drawn further into the gateway. She was helpless to release herself from the pull, and before she knew what had happened, she’d passed through the portal, and stood before the figure.

The man seemed very intimidating in the dim light of the room. He was nearly 2 feet taller than herself, and the lack of light made his face hard to make out. She backed away at the sight of him, and found herself pressed against an oval mirror. Glancing behind her, she could faintly see the shapes of her companions through the glass, tiny flickers of light from the fireflies dancing around them.

“Glad to see my gifts were satisfactory,” the tall man greeted. “After all, we couldn’t have you dieing of exhaustion before you were able to find this place. You are all very important to the queen you know.”
With that, he tossed something to her. Maya reflexively caught the small object before it hit her, and glanced down. It was the stone that Oliver had thrown through the portal.

((OOC: Didn't realize I was logged in as dreamawaytheday until I'd already posted this. Just so that no one's confused, this is in fact doodlepoot. We really need to get another computer that works, so this stops happening! XD))

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Oliver nodded, taking back the canteen from Maya as she returned into the cave to wake the other girls. He watched the portal closely as he waited, his eyes not leaving the shadowy form even as he unscrewed the lid and tilted the container back to take a short sip. Even just that small touch of water on his throat was enough to reinvigorate him, and he smiled for a moment before taking a longer draft. He could hear the girls' muffled voices from the cave behind him; he couldn't quite make out the words, but it sounded like Kiya was mostly irritated at the whole situation and Sandi was siding with Maya on the importance of getting out of the forest. Honestly, he was glad that Maya had volunteered to wake them -- Kiya had been pretty patient with them so far, but Oliver knew she was less than happy about losing her sister. And understandably so.

As he stood watching the portal, Oliver swirled the water in the canteen. He had drained almost a third of it with his last sip, so there was just enough left to give it a pleasant sort of weight. As he considered it, curiosity began to well up in him. Holding out his left arm, he let just a small splash drip from the canteen onto the wrist of his jacket. He screwed the lid back on and slung the canister over his shoulder, then placed his hand over the wet spot. He finally took his eyes off of the portal, staring down at his wrist as he simply wiped the water out of the cloth. He huffed slightly; there was part of him that had been hoping the weird magic that seemed to be affecting him would disappear. No such luck, though.

Just as he dropped his arms back to his sides, the girls emerged from the cave. Maya went directly to the portal and stepped cleanly through, seemingly without any hesitation. It was as if she was pulled, possibly even compelled. Oliver waited for a moment and watched as her figure faded, the color leaching from her body as she became an indistinct shadow of the same sort as the figure that awaited them. There was a bit of movement as her arms raised -- was she catching something? -- but there didn't seem to be any other actions from either of them. No attacks, no running... it looked like she was alright.

"Okay. Kiya, you should go through next," Oliver said with a nod. Kiya, who was frowning but at least willing to keep company with them for the moment, stepped through the portal without a word. Next Oliver turned to Sandi, who looked a bit more anxious about the idea than either of the other girls had been. "You'll be fine, Sandi." He smiled warmly at her, then took a step forward and gestured toward the portal. "I'll be right behind you." Sandi returned his smile and stepped through, fading into shadow as the others had. Taking a deep breath, Oliver followed suit, stepping boldly into the mysterious oval. His breath caught in his throat as his body began to tingle, but the sensation lasted only a moment before he emerged into a dimly-lit chamber of towering pillars.

The others looked to be in fine shape, and Maya was holding the tiny rock he had tossed through earlier, so Oliver quickly turned his attention to the tall man that stood opposite their small group. He was a full head taller than Oliver (who wasn't exactly short), though his frame was thin and stretched. All of his limbs seemed just a little bit longer than proper proportions, and even his fingers seemed to have an extra joint. Aside from his general figure, though, the lighting was simply far too dim to make out any details -- Oliver could see only that he had hair that fell back past his shoulders, sharply pointed ears, and that he was capable of standing extraordinarily still.

Stretching behind their host were two rows of pillars that looked to be formed from the twisted trunks of massive trees, each one precisely placed and meticulously cared for to create impressive organic spirals. The aisle that ran between the pillars was laid with thousands upon thousands of tiny tiles, forming a mosaic that Oliver couldn't quite make out. Their group stood on a wide tiled circle, with a mirror at their back and the path stretching away into the dim distance.

Having taken in as much of their environment as he could in the faint light, Oliver took another step forward toward their unknown host and repeated the questions that Maya had called through the portal earlier. "Who are you?" he asked softly, trying to be direct without being disrespectful. "What is it that you want?"

In the same tone, the tall man replied, "I am a servant of the Queen, and we want only to keep you safe." His voice was higher pitched than Oliver expected, but it was silky smooth and touched with a faint trace of some mysterious accent. "The woods are a dangerous place, as you well know." Oliver breathed a short laugh and nodded. Before he could reply, however, the tall man continued, "Your questions will all be answered, I assure you, but it would be best for us to be on our way." He turned and began walking briskly down the long corridor, following the mosaic path that ran between the pillars.

Oliver hesitated for a moment as he looked back to the rest of the group, but there was nowhere else for them to go. "I guess we follow!" He smiled at them and shrugged, then set off together with them following the Queen's servant. They had to hustle to keep up with the lengthy stride of the long-legged man, but at least it was better than having to run full-speed through the forest underbrush.

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The smug smile on Seth’s face told Dani her suspicions were right, he was just trying to mess with people. Normally she avoided overconfident guys like him, but she had to admit, Seth had a certain charm most other cocky guys lacked. As he kissed the back of her hand, she searched his dark eyes. Had he stumbled into this world on accident, like Dani and her friends? Was he always this way, or had Ilvescape changed him?

Aunt Tullie always scolded Dani for the way she stared at people, telling her it made them uncomfortable. But she couldn’t help it, she found others interesting, she wanted to know their stories. When Seth broke eye contact and began to walk away, Dani almost wanted to follow him, but knew that would be a strange thing to do. Maybe one day she would hear his story, but not tonight.

She turned back to Jake and Regan, they both looked anxious. She guessed Regan was waiting for her to start exploring the hall. Hoping to appear relaxed, Dani gave Regan a strained smile. She knew he would only direct his attention somewhere else if she seemed comfortable, and she needed to tell Jake everything she’d learned about the Queen. The last thing she wanted was to be overheard by the prince.

Dani opened the nearest door, the room was full of white lace and floral print. Trying to hide her disgust, she proceeded to look into the next room. Jake asked about Seth, and Dani could tell from his tone that this was a touchy subject.

“Seth and DiDi didn’t exactly find me, it’s more like I found them. Or I should say Saku and I found them.” She turned away from a room with black walls and white decorations, and looked up at Jake to see if he remembered the green haired boy. “Saku was the one who landed on the boat and frightened Lily.” At the thought of Saku and their earlier flight, Dani broke into a genuine smile, the search for a place to sleep forgotten. She couldn’t believe she hadn’t told Jake what had happened yet.

“I got to fly Jake! Well, not exactly on my own, we rode on a giant owl, but still!” Her words came quickly, her voice thick with excitement. “It was like Saku was telling the bird what to do, except he never spoke, he just moved his arms and the bird knew what he wanted!” Dani realized she had been mimicking the way Saku had moved in time with the bird’s wings, and lowered her arms, embarrassed. “Anyway, it was amazing. I wish you could have seen it.”

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Maya’s eyes darted from one direction to the next, taking in the wondrous structure around her. She wanted to slow down, and enjoy the beautiful architecture of the magnificent corridor, but not wanting to be left behind, she quickened her pace to keep up with their long-legged guide. As they passed through the hallway, archways to adjoining rooms flashed by. They all seemed to look relatively similar. Each was adorned with a simple mirror, inlaid into the stone wall behind it, with the twisted curves of the tree-like pillars bordering the glassy surface. As far as she could tell, nothing else occupied the rooms.

“Are these all different paths into the woods?” she asked, wondering why they should need so many.

“We gather humans from many locations in your world. The forest where we found you is simply one of the countless entrances that have been made. Each mirror opens upon a different region. Now please, we must hurry to the throne room. As I said before, your questions will be answered in due time,” the figure replied.

Maya felt a bit nervous about being confronted by royalty. She’d never even met her own queen before, how was she meant to act around the ruler of a foreign land? Were they supposed to greet her in such plain clothes? Taking in the miraculous robes that flowed behind the towering man before her, Maya felt extremely under-dressed. Never wishing to attract attention to herself, she had avoided wearing formal clothes when at all possible, but something told her that soon she would be forced to break out of her comfort zone.

Maya wondered why these people collected humans in the first place. Did they make it their duty to rescue those who had become lost in their own world? The man had said something about wanting to keep them safe. Perhaps the queen knew a way to get them home once more, and that was what this meeting was all about. A new wave of hope filled Maya from within at the thought of finally being able to get the assistance they needed.

As they neared the end of the corridor, two ornate silver doors opened upon a spacious room. The ceiling towered stories above them, and was adorned with hundreds of chandeliers, which cast a warm glow throughout the entire space. Large, intricate paintings adorned the walls, all bearing pictures of a stern, yet beautiful looking woman. In several of the pictures, a young man would accompany the woman, although the identity of the boys changed with each painting. Maya guessed that this must be the queen, and her sons, as the boys seemed far too young to be the king. Maya wondered why all of the boys appeared to be the same age. Surely there was far too many of them to have all been born at the same time. She stored this question in the back of her mind, intending to ask the queen when they finally met her. Another well-dressed man joined their guide, and the group stopped momentarily as they conversed.

“Please inform the queen that I have another group of arrivals. I’m sure she’ll be pleased to know that she has been able to gather more than just the three humans from before,” their guide informed the newcomer.
As they spoke, Maya quietly wondered if the three humans they referred to, were from the same group that had been separated from Sandi and Oliver. Her thoughts were interrupted however when she caught sight of their leader’s face. In the bright luminescence from the candles above, his features could be seen clearly. Maya backed away slightly, and accidentally bumped into Oliver. She’d never seen anything like him before. The man’s skin looked like it had been carved from ice. He was extremely pale, with high cheek bones, and thin lips that looked as though they had never displayed emotion. Long, tapered ears poked through the lengthy strands of silver hair, and each was ornamented by numerous rings. His eyes were what captured her attention the most however, as they were the deepest shade of blue she’d ever witnessed. She felt captivated by the ominous beauty that enshrouded his features.

After the second man had left, the silver-haired elf turned and spoke to their group directly, his solemn expression never changing.

“The throne room is just through this passageway. The queen will meet us there shortly. She has been awaiting your arrival, and we mustn’t keep her waiting.”

With that, he turned once more, with a whirl of his robes, and led them through another set of silver doors, into a labyrinth of hallways.

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Soon Seth was leaving him too. Regan turned as Seth went, jaw dropped slightly as he hadn't even had a chance to speak with his closest friend. He had just been left here with the newcomers, once again. He was sure he'd see Seth later, afterall he lived in the castle too. He turned his attention back to the others as they spoke of Seth and how Dani had been flying atop an owl. He wondered how impressed she would be if she found that she could fly for her power. That would be rather ironic.

He was glad that she soon started to explore the rooms, meaning that she did have a small interest in staying here, though she did seem a little hesitant. She was probably still a little nervous about the place. She had disappeared into the town afterall.

Regan was soon distracted by a small bird that landed on his shoulder, having glided through the corridors. It was adorned in silver feathers, a marverlous crown of silver and scarlet feathers atop its head and beautiful golden eyes. It's tail was long, matching the plumage on it's head. The tips of it's wings were also scarlet. In the delicate beak of the bird was a small note, Regan taking the small peice from the bird.
He gently stroked the top of the bird's head with his index finger, smoothing down the crown of feathers,
"Thank you," He whispered to the bird, still stroking at it's feathers as he read over the scripted writing.

His eyes lit up at the words, gently folding up the small note. The small bird still sat on Regan's shoulder as he turned his attention back to the newcomers, guessing they too would want to hear the news.

"I think you'd like to hear that your friends that split from the group earlier, have also come to the castle. No doubt they will soon be here to pick their own rooms. Then I'll leave you to settle down. You don't need me to be watching over you all the time, I'm sure." He told them, giving them a good smile, glad that the others had come to the castle. At least the Snuks couldn't get them.

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Lily looked at the spectical before her, it was hilarious. She could see quite the love triangle unfolding before her and couldn’t help but giggle under her breath. Jake liked Dani, Seth liked Didi but hates Jake. Didi and Dani don’t seem to be hugely interested in any of them. Or, at least they have more important things to think on. Before more than a minute passed, Seth had kissed Dani on the hand and they were gone. It was a bit like a sop opera of some sort or another. Lily loved the sops.

When they left Regan looked a bit hurt that he didn’t get to talk to Seth. But suddenly a beautiful silver bird landed on his shoulder, saying things Lily couldn’t quite make out. Her powers were not fully developed yet… Then Regan said they found them! Lily had been worried about them, Snuks about and what not… What even is a Snuk?? Had she miss heard them? Maybe they meant skunks.. those ARE pretty gross.

“Wow, thank God.” Lily said in response. “None of them are hurt or anything?” she inquired. Suddenly the bird started singing loudly at Lily, then when she didn’t understand it began squawking in frustration. Was… No, did the bird say Kiya? Kiya was at home with Eve. Probably meant to say something else or she miss heard it. The bird seemed to want to attack Lily in frustration, it knew Lily’s mind, it knew she would need to know.


Kiya walked up to the gateway, skeptical of the icey men. They were so strange and cold. She looked at them with indigent defiance. If she had not wanted to be, Kiya would not be here. But this was the best lead to finding Lily so far. Plus, she couldn’t leave Maya and Oliver with these people. Or Sandi for that matter. Sandi seemed so… so two faced. Like she would sell your soul in a minute. Kiya didn’t like the air about her. She generally had a good sense of people.


Sandi looked at the strange men, how very wondrous! They were magical creatures. This place was magic! Sandi’s mind raced through the possibilities of what she could do. Open a theme park? Create a zoo? Make a hoard of magical creatures to enslave the world!!! Or, at least to take over Wal-mart, you know, either way.

((thanks guys, sorry if this is short or skips anything. I kinda had to just quickly read them. Been on a plane all day but thanks again :D))

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The brighter lighting provided by the chandeliers was a welcome change from the darkness of the cave, the forest, and the long path they had just traveled. Oliver was relieved when they stopped for their guide to issue his orders to the other man -- in part because he was able to catch his breath after the fast-paced walk, and in part because it gave him a chance to look around in the light.

What he saw, however, was more than a little chilling. Their host seemed as though he was carved directly out of ice. Both his body and his personality were obviously cold, and the silver of his hair and jewelry did nothing to make him seem warmer. Even the opulence of his robes only further highlighted his bleached pallor.

The man's choice of words, also, struck Oliver and left him feeling cold. The Queen was "gathering" them, as though they were some sort of menagerie for her entertainment. He was fairly certain that the other three humans to which the tall man referred were Jake, Dani, and Lily, and he was relieved to hear that the ship had brought them safely to wherever they were now, but... if they were simply to be kept as pets, or servants, or prisoners, then they might have been better off staying the night in the cave.

Even as he thought it, though, Oliver shook his head at his internal monologue. They couldn't stay in the cave, they couldn't have stayed in the forest. If there was one thing he was learning in this world, it was that it was always better to stay together. He turned slowly to lock eyes with each of his companions, saying nothing but hoping that they noticed his concern. He remembered now why he had been uncomfortable with Seth and DiDi's initial invitation -- these people just seemed untrustworthy, somehow. They would have to be careful.

Oliver's silent communication was interrupted by their guide's instructions and his return to a conversation-free hike at breakneck speeds on the way to the throne room. The group set off after him once again, Oliver keeping as close as possible to the elf. One hand swung by his side, but the other clasped the blue stone around his neck as they walked.

The hallway through which they passed curved unnaturally, and there were countless passages that led off to the sides, or up flights of stairs, or through dark doorways. It didn't seem as though they ever made a turn into another hall, but Oliver just couldn't be sure. However direct or circuitous their route actually was, their guide knew it well enough -- it was only a minute before they reached the throne room.

The second man from earlier, the one who was similar in appearance to their guide but obviously a subordinate, was standing outside the door. "The Queen will see them immediately," he announced as the group approached. At his words, the silver-haired elf who had brought them this far stepped to one side of the hall and gestures for them to continue without him.

Oliver, suddenly nervous at the prospect of meeting royalty, paused in his tracks for a moment to straighten his jacket and smooth out the shirt beneath it. With a smile back at the girls, he said, "Are we ready?"

But even as they began to respond, the messenger elf spoke once again with particular emphasis, "The Queen will see you IMMEDIATELY."

With an irritated exhalation, Oliver said, "I guess we have to be." Then, with as much confidence and dignity as he could muster, he led the way into the throne room.



(( Glad to have you back, Ashbug! And Waste, I don't have the description of the throne room, since the Roleplay system is broken and we can't view past pages... let me know if I get anything wrong. ))

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Jake tracked Dani as she made her way along the corridor, rejecting the same rooms that he had. He wondered if their taste was so similar. He noticed that she quickly skipped over the subject of Seth and onto Saku. She'd flown? He smiled as she spread her arms, like a child pretending to be a plane. It sounded nice, the whole flying thing. He nodded as she spoke, "Yeah sounds amazing." he agreed.

It was only after making sure that Dani was fine that he managed to comprehend what Regan had said. They'd found the others? He wondered who had found who first, there was a story he was certainly interested to hear. He wondered if they would meet the queen before being brought to the rooms. So much had happened since they had arrived, he suddenly felt very tired. He looked to Dani then back to Regan. "I think I'm going to rest up." he didn't say sleep as he wasn't sure that he'd be able to. He sighed.

"I really am as pleased as Lily appears at the others return." he sounded exhausted he was sure that he looked a mess. He was used to a hard life but this was ridiculous. He smiled at Dani then bowed his head to the Prince before pulling back into his room and closing the door. Once he had blocked out the world he wandered over to his bed and fell onto it. He half hoped that he could talk all of this out with someone, he needed his sister really. She'd know what to make of it all.

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Regan could only shrug as Lily asked if any of them were hurt. The note didn't tell him anything of the group's wellbeing.
"I'm sure they are well," He replied, nodding in return to Jake as he announced that he was going to rest for a while. It wasn't a bad idea. Perhaps he could take the time the newcomers needed to settle down to try and find Seth. He saw his friend everday, though still managed to miss him after a day of barely seeing him.
"Well, I'll leave you be. You're friends should be here soon and everything shall be fine." He said, his attention turning to the bird on his shoulder as it began singing away at a louder and louder rate. He frowned slightly, wondering what on earth had gotten into the creature.

He cooed to the bird, whistling his own tune as if he spoke in the bird's tongue. It wasn't long before the bird was all settled again, Regan giving the scarlet feathered bird another tickle at the crest of it's feathers. He looked up to Dani and Lily,
"If either of you two get hungry, just follow this corridor to the stairs and I'm sure you'll be able to find one of the servents will be able to show you the way to the kitchens." He explained, gracing them with the last of his smiles, giving the girls a small wave, "Good night."

With that he gracefully turned on his heel and wandered back along the corridor that he'd originally lead them down, once again whistling along with the bird still perched on his shoulder.

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The throne room opened to grace the next group of newcomers, the room still as grand as it was the first time. The room almost sparkled, most of the glitter around where the Queen sat. She was still sitting as rigid and still as she had been with the first group of newcomers, the wry smile returning to her face as she beckoned the group to approach with a simple wave.
"So you managed to find your way to the castle in the end," She joked, though she stifled her small laughter. She cast her lucid green eyes over the group, taking in the appearances of each of them. So different, all the humans, just like the fey - though less obviously so.

"Well, I will take this chance to welcome you to the land of Ilvescape. This is a world of magic that you are welcome to explore in your own time, though not all fey are as welcoming to your kind as the Royal Household. You and your friends are always welcome to stay in my castle for as long as you wish."

No doubt she had confused some of them with her little speech. If these were the hesitant group, then she was sure that they were going to be objective to the idea of a world of magic. Humans were so unfortunate not to possess such power in their own world.

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With obvious reluctance, Oliver stepped into the grand throne room. He held his head up and his shoulders high, but one hand fluttered up to play with the blue stone around his throat, unconsciously revealing his nerves. He still wasn't sure that he could trust anyone in this world--it just seemed like everyone was hiding something, like there was some unspoken expectation hovering just underneath the surface of what he could perceive. It gave him goosebumps, in fact, the hairs at the back of his neck standing on end as he approached the queen.

Oliver stopped when she spoke, then replied with a courteous, "We did, your Majesty." As was his style, he smiled warmly at the queen and offered a small bow. "Thanks to the help of your servant, that is." He fell silent again as they were welcomed to this new world--apparently, it was called Ilvescape--but was certain to maintain his smile. After her brief speech, Oliver glanced to the girls on either side. Kiya still looked angry, but she was no doubt simply ready to find her sister and figure out what was going on. Sandi and Maya both looked like Oliver felt, filthy and exhausted by the day's adventure. He wondered idly how Livi would have handled this bizarre experience, what she would look like if she was standing next to him now.

At the thought of his soon-to-be-fiancee, Oliver remembered why he hadn't wanted to come to the castle in the first place. He needed to get home to her. But at least for tonight, they were here--and so were beds, he imagined. So, resolving to return home in the morning, Oliver nodded his gratitude to the queen for her offer. "Thank you for your hospitality, your Majesty. Might it be possible for us to meet up with the rest of our group, though, before we take you upon that offer? We would very much like to see them--I'm sure we all have stories to share!" Oliver looked over to catch Kiya's eye; he wanted her to know that he hadn't forgotten his promise to help her find Lily.

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Some nights are just colder than others… There are lots of outside influences to changing the environment and generally weather is an unpredictable force. The chill of the night bristled through the trees and slapped the heavy coats of several riders. Moonlight attempted to break through the top of the canopy of trees, giving occasional beams of light. These riders were fierce and strong, not allowing their steeds a moment reprieve and charging though the entangled, black woods like bats out of hell. There were five riders all together and all wore the thick brown coats undoubtedly created by the fur of some animals. Noises echoed through the normally silent woods, the sound of the hoof prints and clanging metal. Behind the group of riders was an organized marching of feet that was not catching up with riders but seemed in no hurry to speed their pace. Ahead lay a clearing that seemed small at first but as the lead horse broke through, it quickly expanded into a vast sea of green grass. Center of the field, several leagues long, stood a small hump of a hill that held a stone tablet lay on its side. The hill had been made into a makeshift altar with candles dancing around the edge. The lead rider’s face, like his comrades, was covered in a white shawl that concealed all but the deep blue eyes which widened in fear as he heard the clash of swords at the hill. He could vaguely make out the shape of several figures dancing about in a vicious candle and moonlight battle. His head turned around looking over the others racing after them and connected with the rear rider who was easily the biggest of the group. Both the men nodded their heads and the rear horseman stopped and dismounted. The others proceeded to the battle ahead leaving the last burly man to begin loosening his large coat and headrest. His face was hard and torn. His eyes, a bright green, scanned over the woods before him. The coat revealed his bulging arms and thick mail armor fit snuggly on his massive chest. He stood tall among normal men and kept a rugged look as someone looking for a fight. On his back were two mighty claymore style blades. The handles were 18 inches alone giving way to a 48 inch blade. The twin blades were none other than the legendary Huin and Suin Core. The trees swayed as the marching quickly turned into a sprint and several brutish figures emerged from the forest. They wore thick and crude armor that covered most of their bodies. Some wore helmets; others did not and revealed the mutated faces of the Gorush, beings that were once considered human. They leapt towards the mountain man with surprising force for being so weighed down by metal. The large man didn’t hesitate to withdraw Huin and slice quickly into the ground, spinning as he did so and landing with a dull thud after doing what seemed to be a completely useless dance, but as his feet touched, a blast of unknown power rushed through the air and smashed the front wave of beasts back into the woods. More came, snarling and growling but were cut short as a fierce screech filled the air. The man took a step back in apprehension, startled by the scream but quickly recovered his ground and took out his other Core sword, Suin. The very air around the man seemed to heat up and a large gust of wind caused him to shield his eyes as the new threat landed before him. Its wings were large and scales, its tail flailed about like a ball and chain. It had an elongated neck that ended with a thick skull filled with razor sharp teeth. This was Marmeshik, the last of the Night Terrors. The dragon creature towered over the man who simply waited for his new opponent to make the first move. Quick as a snake, it lunged its head outward and snatched at the man who side stepped and made sure to keep his blades between him and the beast. The head retracted and flew out again. This time, the man rolled forward, favoring his left shoulder and keeping his left hand up so his blade rested on his back. The creature’s lower neck was open to the counter and received a painful slice that leaked out the thick oozing blood of the beast. Again it retracted and shook off the hit as the man stood. Trying a different tactic, it slid around, circling its prey and whipping its tail back. The man did not allow for the Night Terror to regain its composure and charged, his blades swinging upward to discourage any attack. The two locked in combat, exchanging blow after blow when about that time the other riders reached the center hill. The fourth rider jumped off his mount and slid his Halberd out ready to fight off the crazed Gorush. A battle was already in place between the beasts and several poorly armed, but gifted fighters.

“Go to the top,” shouted Raven, the human holding the Halberd. The other three nodded and sent their horses charging through the fight towards the stone tablet on top of the hill. Raven easily twirled his weapon about and sliced through one of his enemies. Another brutish Gorush attempted to tackle Raven to the ground but was thwarted but a simple side step then sweep of the back side of his weapon. The creature feel flat on its face and was cut in half soon after. The hill was easily retaken but despair shown in the men’s face as from every side of the woods marched endless hoards of demonic men, ready to eradicate the pathetic force that stood before them at the hill. They marched in unison, carefully avoiding the battle between Dragon and Warrior. At the top, the three other riders dismounted and ran towards the altar. The man unraveled his turban and gripped tightly to the woman’s hand beside him. The other girl, who seemed younger and spryer, held onto a bundle the moved ever so slightly. The man had a stern, well defined face. His jaw line was firm and deep, his skin bronze with deep green eyes shining out like emeralds. He looked about the altar frantically and called out in anguish,

“Where are you!?! You have a promise to keep or was that a lie as well?!?!”

The sky above swirled with frustration as black clouds whipped together, narrowing down to the altar. The man looked on in wonder as a bright beam of white shot down into the altar, melting away the surface then erupting in a stream of crimson red. The light illuminated the entire battlefield and caused Marmeshik to look up in fear. The brutish warrior did not hesitate and threw one of his mighty swords at the beast’s neck which penetrated with ease. The Night Terror screeched in pain and swayed about, unstable and unsure how to handle its current situation. The Warrior lunged forward and used its other blade to chop into the front right leg of his opponent causing the creature to stumble and fall into the ground. From there, it was a quick slice to the neck, decapitating and ending the last Great Night Terror. The man heaved in pain and satisfaction, the Gorush around him backing away from the fight, awestruck that one man could take on such a frightening task. But even that accomplishment didn’t stop an arrow from penetrating the man’s armor. This was surprising, not just because of the coward it must take to shoot a man in the back after he fights a Night Terror, but because the Warrior’s armor was made of Brimstar, a rare and powerful substance that is nearly impossible to pierce. The warrior turned just in time to see another arrow get released from a stranger in leather with a black turban. The shot was pure and true as it hit dead center of his chest and causing him to take a step back due to the force of the blow. The archer rallied another bow, his silvery eyes locked onto his target giving his opponent only the time to shout,

“You will burn for what you have done…”


Jason woke with a start. Gasping and clutching his heart. What had he just witnessed?

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DiDi meandered about the dark halls for a bit longer before she retired to her concealed room in the upper levels of the castle. She did not sleep well.

In the morning, the Fae arose early. She didn't really want to tend to the newcomers, but once again it was her duty. Holding back a sigh, she made her way down to the mess hall. Though not hungry, DiDi decided to wait for the newcomers where most flocked - the source of delicious morning-meal smells. Usually DiDi showed them the way, but though nothing on her exterior showed it, she was in a bad mood. Rather foul, actually. Was it caused by her lack of sleep, or lack of rainbow outfit today - her dress, hairpiece, and nails had changed to a toned down shade of iridescent purple - perhaps lack of humans had dampened her spirits, though it wasn't likely.

DiDi, sitting alone at a table in the mess hall, spoke for the first time that day. "What do I do now?"

Her writer mirrored her thoughts.

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Character Portrait: Seth Hunter.
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Saku Hallow

"The Little Puppetmaster"

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Regan Valentine

Prince of Ilvescape

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Oliver Reading

A calm and collected dreamer.

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Kristen McClair

A human.

Character Portrait: Dani Lowry
Dani Lowry

A free spirit who often acts without considering consequences.

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Lily Jean Taylor

Intelegant, Naive, Attracted to danger

Character Portrait: Sandi Snolin
Sandi Snolin

Appears perfectly cheerful, is secretly evil

Character Portrait: Jake Armstrong.
Jake Armstrong.

A human who has strayed from the path.

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Jason Lonathon

A hard headed, strong individual. Usually restless and loves adventure.

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DiDi

The very image of the classic fairy - nice but with a bad side all the way - and always has ulterior motives.

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Soul

A young female that was brought to Ilvescape as a small child

Character Portrait: Jason Lonathon
Jason Lonathon

A hard headed, strong individual. Usually restless and loves adventure.

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Lily Jean Taylor

Intelegant, Naive, Attracted to danger

Character Portrait: Sandi Snolin
Sandi Snolin

Appears perfectly cheerful, is secretly evil

Character Portrait: Dani Lowry
Dani Lowry

A free spirit who often acts without considering consequences.

Character Portrait: Jake Armstrong.
Jake Armstrong.

A human who has strayed from the path.

Character Portrait: Seth Hunter.
Seth Hunter.

He's forgotten who he was and lives for who he is.

Character Portrait: DiDi
DiDi

The very image of the classic fairy - nice but with a bad side all the way - and always has ulterior motives.

Character Portrait: Oliver Reading
Oliver Reading

A calm and collected dreamer.

Character Portrait: Regan Valentine
Regan Valentine

Prince of Ilvescape

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DiDi

The very image of the classic fairy - nice but with a bad side all the way - and always has ulterior motives.

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Soul

A young female that was brought to Ilvescape as a small child

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Kristen McClair

A human.

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Dani Lowry

A free spirit who often acts without considering consequences.

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Sandi Snolin

Appears perfectly cheerful, is secretly evil

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Jake Armstrong.

A human who has strayed from the path.

Character Portrait: Regan Valentine
Regan Valentine

Prince of Ilvescape

Character Portrait: Oliver Reading
Oliver Reading

A calm and collected dreamer.

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Jason Lonathon

A hard headed, strong individual. Usually restless and loves adventure.

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"The Little Puppetmaster"


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Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

Oh, well I thought she would perhaps react to Regan's message about the others having arrived at the castle.
If not though, I will go post up as soon as I can.

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

I was also waiting on the Queen, Dani didn't have much left to do since Jake when into his room. All I could have done was describe her looking at different room choices.

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

That's still me, but as I said before, I'm waiting on Dani so that I can put both parts of the post together...

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

I was waiting on the queen, since Maya, Oliver, Sandi, and Kiya are now in the royal chamber.

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

-poke-
Any particular reason why we're not going anywhere? I am waiting on Dani to do something before I post again :/

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

*is back from vacation/back from taking care of my herd of little cousins*

Huzzah.

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

Thanks Candlelight May! I'm having a great time too! Seriously, getting on here and seeing a reply is one of the highlights of my day!

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

Bwah, I'm having so much fun with this! :D It's been a long time since I felt like I had the freedom to just make stuff up and see what happens. Doodle, feel free to take things any direction you want -- I'm just enjoying the ride right now!

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

Ashbug, are you going to post soon? I think me and Candlelight May are waiting for your post before we can continue. I understand if your busy, I just wondered, since it's been a few days since your last post. (This is doodlepoot by the way, I'm just logged in on dreamawaytheday's account.)

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

I'm going to my grandparent's house for a few days actually, starting on Tuesday. So I won't be posting but since my character's being his usual mysterious and freaky self, I'll just have him out of the picture for a while hehe.

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

Wow, is everyone gone on vacation? Seems like we're moving much slower than before.

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

Hey, I just wanted to let you guys know that I'm going on a little vacation for Labor Day weekend. I'll have my laptop in the hotel and I'll try to check in at least once a day or so, but my responses will be slower for the next few days. Those of you in the scene with Oliver, feel free to take control of him if you need to. You know enough of his personality by now to play him right, I think. :)

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

Okay so some of you probably noticed that doodlepoot posted as Dani, that's because in real life we're good friends and I didn't realize I was logged in as her when I posted! I'm not sure how to delete posts, so the best I could do was to erase everything. It looks like she posted blank twice, but that's my fault.

Sorry everyone!

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

Hee hee. :D Ashbug, you're cracking me up with Sandi -- I grew up just outside of Wal-Mart's headquarters and I've known several of the Walton family. It's just fun for me!

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

yeah I think you should just get the ship moving :O don't wait too long for someone to post, cuz sometimes it'll just end up a dead roleplay D: happened to me a lot of times. I don't want it to happen to this one cuz I really want this to be a long one

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

Yeah we seem to have slowed down a little. I'm sorry that you had to go snowfall, I have tried to allow people to post before moving on too fast. Although I would really like to get the ship moving so that we can get to the main land. So if people could just pick up the pace a little? If no one else posts by tonight I'll just assume everyone is on the ship.

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Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

Really, twenty-four hours in a role-play with this many characters, and no responses? I don't want to over-post, but I don't want this to stalemate either. :( It looks like it'll be a lot of fun! C'mon, y'all! :D

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

I am still here just not posting because I am wanting the ship to leave first. So as soon as that happens, I will get back into the RP.

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

I'm really sorry, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to pull out of this roleplay. I'm not going to be able to keep up, things have gotten really big really fast (though I'm pleased for you, Waste), and I have a lot on my metaphorical plate at the moment, including two literate, absorbing roleplays, one of which I'm GM-ing... Also, I'm off till Monday, and by then I suspect you'll be well into things. Good luck, though! I might drop in from time to time just to read, because it looks to be a brilliant roleplay and I would love to see how it turns out.

Yuki x

Re: [OOC] When Worlds Collide.

Alright ^_^ it's just great to finally be able to join in the fun