Rycerso

dv55555 • 21 February 2014 at 5:15 PM

The children gathered around a warm, crackling fire. Their eagerness was easily seen, for it was that time again. Every few years, the Wanderer would come to the village and bring stories and artifacts from his travels. As they settled down, he began.

"Once upon a time, nay, once before time, their was a rift. Inside this rift was a great beast named Sohak, a god of unimaginable destruction. Tired of his antics, a group called The Order of Niytu banished him, closing the rift, and building a planet around it. Eons later, the planet was to be known as Rycerso, a planet of power, the center of all the magic forces." At this a giggle was heard from someone in the group. A young girl said "But isn't that our planet? It isn't magical at all, but it is boring!" At this retort, the sides of the Wanderer's mouth went up slightly. "Well, be quiet and imagine it's magical. Anyways, where was I? But unknown to the hapless inhabitants of this world, all that time, Sohak was slowly building up his strength again, ready to wreck the universe and everything within it. While this plan was set, a group of people, never knowing it, were born, a group was destined to fight him, but never knowing if they were to win. They formed an adventuring band, never knowing that they was to fight him, only maybe a couple of slimes and wolves, and whatnots. Laughing merrily on their way, the jolly group advanced with hope in their heads and love in their hearts."

During the story, the Wanderer brought out something from his cloak, an item that looked like a marble, in which no one noticed at first, but were fixated to. As he kept talking, the orb seemingly started to glow, and grow. The children were drawn in, slowly at first, then quicker and quicker. A flash of light, and the last thing they heard was, "...and one day, disaster struck." They all felt a jolt, and lost consciousness. They woke up in a field of purple grass, swaying in the wind, whispering, "Wake up, Wake up.." Some thought they caught a phrase in the wind, "Good luck, my dears."

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poe • 1 March 2014 at 10:14 PM

Start RP. I'm assuming no pings necessary?

dv55555 • 2 March 2014 at 1:20 AM

@dv55555- Skylar Lyion
@plague- Amdis Malum
@asi- Delphi Morgan
@bunnyshadow- Esprit Toujour
@jupiter_hollow/@aizel- Krakovyiazcek, Merecinovadenicka
@cutebirdy79- Cecily Gael
@skittlejg- Mayu Petrella, Saron Hayes
@poe- Abhay Rohit Sharma
Use
@poe @skittlejg @cutebirdy79 @jupiter_hollow @bunnyshadow
@asi @plague @dv55555
to ping when you post
Since my birthday was a day or two back, everyone starts of with a surprise boost!
We can start now! >:^{D
We all meet up at a tavern called Wyvern's Roost! Sent your Charrie in a town and head there! You'll also get your bonus starter there!
You start of with a basic sword, staff, dagger, or wand, and leather armor. (You'll get your designated weapons later, like at the tavern o3o) (and your familiars) (and did I mention the huge gold that comes along with the bonus? at the tavern?)
A.K.A. If you don't get to the tavern, you're screwed xD
Oh, and head to discussions to finish up the moon names, sun names, month names, and currency names.
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@poe @skittlejg @cutebirdy79 @jupiter_hollow @bunnyshadow @asi @plague @dv55555
Skylar waited impatiently in front of the town, waiting for the blacksmith to finish up his leather armor. Finally, the large man came out with it. Skylar thanked him, paid with the coins, and started to head out. He ignored the brick road that lead to the major city, and used the forest path. He heard a shrill voice and sighed. He remembered he was stuck with Asinolor.

poe • 15 March 2014 at 4:22 PM

His heart raced. His breath came in quick gasps. He felt like his entire world was crumbling into pieces. Everything had hinged on... The sunlight came to his rescue, waking Abhay and saving from his subconscious. He much preferred his waking hours because he had more control over those. Memories of that one panic attack were some of his worst. It was really his finest failure.

Abhay picked himself up after regaining a steady heart rate, and headed off at a brisk pace toward the nearest tavern.

/I'm going to need something to drink to get through today./


@dv55555 @plague @asi @bunnyshadow @jupiter_hollow @cutebirdy79 @skittlejg But don't pings only go to like 5? Lol

jupiter_hollow • 15 March 2014 at 5:34 PM

@poe mhm, I'll ping the other two =P @skittlejg @cutebirdy79 and maybe @plague again, since we all know he requires a bit more attention than most people. xD @dv55555 Decided not to play out what I had planned. =P
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"I spy with my little eye, something that start with a B..."
"Bushes?"
"Right!"
He sighed in fustration, scaling one of the low stump trees, and clambered on a narrowly hanging branch with the motivational drive and energy of a dead cat, acquiring an expression of pure aggravation upon the sight of which one would envision the ear of said dead cat twitching in annoyance. Kind of like his eye was doing.
The day had been crap, figuratively and quite literally, starting with a wakeup call of sheer terror, two treck through muddy plains, some unfortunately high tumbles and a severe lack of food or water. And while he was sure there was a water source located around this area, the issue of food supply seemed to be beyond solving, since his sister scared off the animals with her loli yelling every. single. time.
"-something that starts with an M!" he overheard the end of her sentence, pursing his lips in time to stop any hurtful comments from escaping. The hazardous little plague had the tendency to sick every bad word he said against his behind and all insults he'd ever uttered always came back to bite him. Hence he'd made it a habit to keep his mouth shut even though he could feel the mockery tickling the ceiling of his mouth.
He crouched, coiling like a spring, and made a frog jump to the neighbouring branch, peeking over the tree stump to notice his sister depositing herself in a seating position on a branch a few trees ahead. He shortly made it to her, looking down on her innocent smile and clicked his tongue in exasperation.
"I spy with my little eye, something that start with an M!" she reminded, the tips of her lips curling further (and at that moment, he swore he could throw himself off the proverbial cliff i.e. branch without any regrets).
He sighed.
"More bushes."
"Woo, you're good at this."