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[Johnny Paradise]

Introduction

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Once upon a time this world had a name. It was a unified realm with one king, populous and prosperous. They say that the world was filled with magic then, and that there no were fiends lurking around waiting to devour you. But they are just stories after all, fables of a golden period that we tell to our children.

 

There are many rumors as to why the old world fell. Some involved a calamity; a large meteor, a destructive earthquake, or a great firestorm that enveloped the land. In others the king had gone mad, rebellions ensued and the unified world became split into seven regions. The one my mama told me involved a wicked witch who cast a curse upon the land.

 

The time of the unified realm is now nothing but fragments of recorded history and the only proof we have of the time when the world still had magic are the relics from the past—The Vox. Mysterious ancient artifacts from the golden age forged under orders of the one King, now scattered all around the wide world. Legends say that when all one hundred Vox are brought together that magic would return to the world and the successor to the king would reveal himself.

 

The World

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The 7 Regions

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Forest of Fairies

 

The Forest of Fairies is as beautiful as it is mysterious. Here, the people rely heavily on their natural surroundings for every facet of life, foraging for fruits for most their meals and even building their households in the trees. At the very center of the forest is Yggdrasil the tree of life whose magical energies fuels the forest and its people.

 

 

Castle Windwell

 

Located at the Southeast corner of the World, Castle Windwell is large enough to be closer to a large walled in city than an actual castle. One of the most densely populated of the seven regions, you’ll find Castle Windwell populated by all manner of denizens – some friendlier than others.

 

 

The Dunes

 

The Great Desert of the East is home to a whole lot of queer folk. Most of the people from this region either find some secluded area of the desert to hermit themselves away in or are nomads traveling together in small caravans finding shelter where they can. Don’t let the dry heat fool you though, as the Dunes are actually bustling with life and trade especially near the green crystal geysers whose energies provide the land.

 

 

Glacier Isles

 

Few choose to settle in the harsh icy tundra of the north. The cold frostlands are home to a wide number of dangerous beasts and the lands themselves are difficult to travel on. Yet even here you’ll find those who earn a fulfilling lifestyle sledding among the beautiful hills of snow and hunting what they can to survive.

 

 

Valley of Flowers

 

The Valley of Flowers in the western region of the world is as serene as it is beautiful. While the population here is small, composed of mostly farmers living in small grass huts built by their own hand, they’ll probably be the nicest people you’ll ever meet. It’s dangerous to stay here for long though – because you’ll grow fat and lazy from their overwhelming hospitality!

 

 

Whispering Woods

 

They say that once upon a time, the center of the world at the time when magic was abundant was also the center of the one kingdom. It’s hard to believe that now though as ancient magics enshroud the woods in constant darkness. They say all sorts of wicked nasty creatures make their home here preying off what few travelers dare venture into here to be seen nevermore.

 

 

Mt. Grandeur

 

At the corner of the world are the great mountains. The people here live within its rocky caves fueled by the surprising amount of life and plenty granted by the waterfall that runs from the mountain’s peak.

 

Vox

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Ancient artifact of unimaginable power created by the Great King eons ago. Legend says that if you collect all of them your greatest wishes will come true. A hundred exist, scattered all around the wide world and can take various forms and wield a wide array of different abilities. From wings that let you fly to talking hammers there’s no doubt that you’ll find one or more that suits your liking.

 

Fiends

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Where there is magic there must also be monsters. Fiends come in varying shapes and sizes, sometimes alone sometimes in a group. From the hordes of hobgoblins whispering woods to the giant cryomantulas of the Glacier Isles the only thing more vast than their numbers is their sheer variety. The one rule with fiends is that there is always one bigger and meaner looking in the shadows. Don’t be to quick on the draw though, in this wide world you’ll find some fiends are sentient and can even be friendly.

 

Character Sheet

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Name: What can we call you?

Gender: Male? Female? Amorphous blob?

Age: Do you wear diapers or big boy shorts?

Race: Go wild. Anything goes here from normal people to fairies to talking alligators.

 

Background: Tell us about yourself. Your history, hopes, dreams?

 

Skills: Sure you may be skilled at fighting, but perhaps you actually really wanted to be a baker.

 

Vox: You will be granted one at random at the start.

 

[Viscoun]

Ancient artifact of unimaginable power created by the Great King eons ago. Legend says that if you collect all of them your greatest wishes will come true. A hundred exist, scattered all around the wide world and can take various forms and wield a wide array of different abilities. From wings that let you fly to talking hammers there’s no doubt that you’ll find one or more that suits your liking.

 

now where have i heard this before?

 

the premise is pretty damn neat, but the fact that it's another fantasy RP is making the RPer in me groan.

 

still, though, it wouldn't hurt to take a passive look at this, at least for the moment. :L

[Johnny Paradise]

Yeah, fantasy overload, I know, but it's meant to be played in a different tone. Much more goofy and lighthearted and whimsical, or at least that's the intent.

[VorgX]

I liek dis

[Viscoun]

Yeah, fantasy overload, I know, but it's meant to be played in a different tone. Much more goofy and lighthearted and whimsical, or at least that's the intent.

 

yep that's pretty clear from what i've read so far. it's just that fantasy being practically the only genre in this RP subforum, humorous or otherwise, still feels a bit off :L but that's just me.

 

i really, really like the map though. dat terrain variety. all good things fantasy should have a map that looks at least a bit like that. just curious as to what's beyond what's visible on the map, haha.

[Mors]

Than

yep that's pretty clear from what i've read so far. it's just that fantasy being practically the only genre in this RP subforum, humorous or otherwise, still feels a bit off :L but that's just me.
 
i really, really like the map though. dat terrain variety. all good things fantasy should have a map that looks at least a bit like that. just curious as to what's beyond what's visible on the map, haha.

Thanks •3•

[VorgX]

Alright here's my CS.

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Name: Zaire Sahin

Gender: Male

Age: 22

Race: Human

 

Background:

Ever since Zaire was a child he loved to perform. It was always his dream to become a famous entertainer who was known throughout the land. A performer who entertained noblemen and kings across the country.  Even at the age of nine he would put on small shows for his siblings and the other kids in his village. Behind his parents backs, he would take knives from the kitchen and practice juggling and throwing them so that he could use this skill for acts in the future. This obviously led to some accidents and some scars here and there but by the time he was thirteen, he could do his knife act blindfolded.    

 

Zaire’s family was very poor, however.  His father worked in the coal mines for most of the day while his mother would watch over the other children. Zaire knew that he would have to live on his own soon, and seek the fame that he wanted so badly. Once the boy turned sixteen, he decided that being a street performer would be his first step towards becoming a famous entertainer. Though many people would come to see his various acts, the pay was small. Eventually the people became tired of seeing him perform his knife acts, and the crowds stopped coming. Zaire realized that being a solo performer with one trick wasn’t entertaining enough. Luckily there was a travelling circus that had come to his village once a month, and it seemed like it was the perfect place to take his talents to, while learning some skills for himself.

 

After years of having his own act among many in the circus, he picked up a couple of new tricks and skills that he could use once he went back to his village. Along with his juggling and throwing knives he learned to incorporate that into an acrobatic set. Zaire even learned to play the lute and bongos during his stay at the circus. Even though Zaire was making more money than he ever had made before he joined the travelling circus, he knew that he worked better alone. After saying his goodbyes to his friends at the circus, he set out to seek that fame he desired.

 

As a travelling entertainer, Zaire now goes from town to town performing for various crowds of people. From time to time he also helps the townsfolk deal with local bandits or fiends that trouble them, in hopes that his name spreads throughout the country. These days he juggles his time between entertainment and lending a hand to people in need, but he still wishes to become the most famous man in the country.

 

Skills:

Knife Expert: From a young age Zaire became extremely proficient in the use of knives. Though he mainly uses this ability in his acts, he can also use this skill in combat if needed.

 

Acrobat: Zaire is a master acrobat that uses his skills to vault across rooftops with seemingly effortless grace. Zaire is also able to climb and cling to almost any surface, giving him a unique way to move about while performing, or during a fight.

 

Musician: As an entertainer, Zaire learned to play instruments such as the lute and the bongos. In his spare time he can be found playing and making songs for his next act.

 

Vox:

 

Wings of Icarus

"Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return."

Edited by VorgX, 25 December 2013 - 02:57 PM.

[Mors]

Accepted Vorg. Please choose from one of the following 3 Vox.

 

Sun Staff

"They say that some weapons can even strike the Sun."

 

Wings of Icarus

"Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return."

 

Perseverance 

"Through pain and suffering, through life and beyond, we persevere."

[VorgX]

I'll take the "Wings of Icarus". 

[Diabolical Rhapsody]

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Name: Olaf Stormhammer

Gender: Male

Age: 26

Race: Minotaura

 

Background: Born in the frigid realms of Glacier Isles is the hardy Olaf. Son of the tribe chieftain and shaman he had a good bringing up. Considering how tough it was to survive in the frigid realm. His father took into account the growing influence and interest of humans in the realm opened his gates to commerce and he was not let down. While humans provided the tribe with weaponry and food many of the clans youngsters found jobs as bodyguards due to their intimidating size and presence.

 

Olaf grew up popular, majorly due to his parentage but also due to his stronger than average built.  He was a bit more buff than other of his tribe and he was put to training and hunting very soon by his disciplinarian father. On his coming of age ceremony he was to be head out of the village and not return until he had killed a large fiend, putting to practice all that he had learned in his early years. It took him a little more than a month to hunt what he was after and he returned a full grown man from this excursion.

 

Afterwards, he was given option by his father to either stay by his side and learn to be a chieftain or head to the lands of the humans and make a name for himself. He chose the later and has been on the trail since. Offering his help to whoever shells out a decent money, he usually does either hard labor work or guard duty for merchants.

 

Skills:

Expert Hand to hand fighter: From a young age as the tradition he was rigorously trained to use his body ably in a fight and as such given his large size and power he is a dangerous fighter.

 

Expert Melee Fighter : He was taught the sword, axe and mace by the best warriors of the tribe so he is capable in making use of such weapons in a brutally punishing way. 

 

Vox:  

Ifrit, the Blazing Armor

"Some just want to watch the world burn to ashes."

 

Edited by Diabolical Rhapsodii, 24 December 2013 - 07:14 AM.

[Mors]

Looks good Diabolical. You may choose from these 3 Vox.

 

Ifrit, the Blazing Armor

"Some just want to watch the world burn to ashes."

 

Curse of Avernus

"The murk of oblivion reclaims you."

 

Oni, the Demon Spear

"I smell their blood and hunger."

Edited by Mors, 24 December 2013 - 04:08 AM.

[Diabolical Rhapsody]

Okay thanks Mors, I choose Ifrit the blazing armor.

[Unbelievably Majestic]

This looks pretty awesome.

The Vox so far are all really cool too.

So I made a thing. :3

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Name: Sandy
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: Human

Background: Hidden away somewhere in the great desert lived a small tribe. The nicest tribe in the world. The strangest thing about the people of this tribe, at least from a glance, was that they had no shadows. Perhaps their close proximity to 'The Mirror' over many generations gave them some sort of link to it. Or maybe this was the original goal of 'The Mirror' or it's creator. Either way the tribe were thankful. For the lack of shadows is they price they paid to be the best people in the world. And what use is a shadow?

This tribe swore itself to the protection of 'The Mirror' long ago, and generation after generation have guarded it in secret. The people of the tribe had a ritual upon the birth of a new child. They would take it up to 'The Mirror' and, after a bit of standard ritual showmanship, the child's evil side gets drawn into 'The Mirror' in the form of their shadow. The good part remains without a shadow. And the tribe continues as it has.

Sandy never questioned this as he grew up. Without any dark side he had blind trust and zero suspicions. But eventually he reached the age at which he was made to guard 'The Mirror' from any unwanted attention. There were only three rules to guarding 'The Mirror' and they were easy to remember. Mostly because they were carved into the wall straight ahead of where the guard stood.

Rule 1, Nobody gets to see 'The Mirror' without the head priest.
Rule 2, see Rule 1 for details.
Rule 3, don't touch anything.

Simple.

Until Sandy's curiosity kicked in. And then it wasn't long until his years of training crumbled before his curiosity. He started snooping around a bit and just looking for some cool stuff before he moved on to 'The Mirror' itself. He didn't have a reflection in this mirror. It was like looking into a dark empty room.

The surface had a liquid sort of quality to it that Sandy couldn't resist touching. It was only a gentle touch, but it reacted like when you throw a rock into a pond, ripples spread out from where his finger touched the icy surface. And as the ripples rolled across 'The Mirror' Sandy's reflection suddenly appeared. But it was different. Red eyes with a sinister look to them, not like the clear blue ones he has. He knew this was his shadow. The part of him that was torn away at birth. The reflection put it's hand on the mirror. It called out to Sandy. Whispered sweet words. Spoke of finally becoming whole again. He couldn't resist his shadow. Sandy touched his hand to the one his shadow had extended and the two merged into one.

Instantly the shadow took command and shattered the mirror with a flick of Sandy's sword before Sandy could fight back. Shadows burst free and sought out their counterparts. Most of the shadows were a lot stronger than their counter parts. And so the shadows remained in control. For others, mostly the eldest people, the shadows didn't have enough strength to take control. Sandy was a unique case. Equal in strength to his shadow. Combined into a third entity. A whole new being. With the best and the worst from his previous self and the shadow. A being with two conscience's trying to advise him like a little angel and a little devil sat upon his shoulders. This was when he chose the name Sandy for himself. His first thought after coming into existence, laying face down in the desert was "It's Sandy." so he felt the name fit well.

He left the tribe almost immediately and started traveling. He has no real goal in mind right now. He just wants to experience as much of life as possible.

Skills:
Guardian of 'The Mirror' ~ Sandy got years of training in order to effectively guard the mirror. He's skilled with a sword and a spear, and using a shield with either weapon.

Sandboarding Champion ~ The little tribe in the dunes had a game they called Sandboarding. You get a piece of wood, stand on it, and go down the dunes standing on it. Sandy always loved it and would usually win and contests they had.

Traveling Talent-smith ~ It's a title Sandy invented for himself. As he travels he likes to try and learn new things from the people he meets. One person taught him to make a fire with only sticks. Someone else taught him how to cook a few things. Sewing up a hole in torn clothing, skinning an animal, and so on. Lot's of little useful skills though none of them are impressive.

Vox:

Fenrir, the Winter's Fang

"Strike cold and merciless like Winter."

Edited by Unbelievably Majestic, 24 December 2013 - 04:25 PM.

[Mors]

Accepted J0ker! Here's your 3.

 

Fenrir, the Winter's Fang

"Strike cold and merciless like Winter."

 

Perseverance 

"Through pain and suffering, through life and beyond, we persevere."

 

Mjolnir, the Storm Forged

"And when he swung his hammer a great storm brewed overhead, and lightning flashed across the sky!"

Edited by Mors, 24 December 2013 - 03:40 PM.

[Johnny Paradise]

Since Mors is like main gm, I'll be making a character as well o3o

 

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Name: Berith

Gender: Female

Age: 337

Race: Devil

 

Background: Berith is a young devil that comes from the depths of Mt. Grandeur. Deep within the cavernous mountains, her people live away from most of the rest of society, mostly harmless recluses within the mountain. There are bad rumors about her people, but they are mostly fictitious--most devils were actually pretty nice. There were some bad folk there, but there were bad folk everywhere.

 

Berith was, in her opinion, one of those bad folk. She always thought the rest of the world that she was cut off from was full of big jerks and buttheads, who weren't worthy of living under the sun when she was confined to a cave. And so she did what no one in her family dared do (rather, what none of them really felt like doing, since nothing was stopping them)--she left. She was going to judge the people on the outside to see if they were truly worthy of the fresh air that she longed for all of her life, or if they were actually, as she hypothesized, great big meanies.

 

The great arbiter traveled the lands, and everywhere she was met with kindness and hospitality. She was quite confused. Clearly something was wrong. Maybe some truly nefarious individual hid all the bad guys from her in order to trick her. How rude was that? Very rude, she thought. Her new goal, then, was to find this guy who's only purpose seemed to be making her look like an overreacting fool. She knew people were bad, and she'd prove it.

 

Skills: Obscene Durability -- Devils are made out of tougher stuff than most other races.

 

Master Flautist -- Berith plays the flute.

 

Master Flauta Chef -- Berith makes tasty flautas.

 

Vox:

Edited by Johnny Paradise, 24 December 2013 - 04:17 PM.

[Unbelievably Majestic]

I'll take Fenrir. He will be the greatest wolf of all.

[Mors]

For Usey-poo~

Infinity Blade

"None shall stand against its one thousand cuts."

 

Belladonna, the Hellflower

"The most beautiful flower always has the sharpest thorns."

 

Curse of Avernus

"The murk of oblivion reclaims you."

[Johnny Paradise]

I'll take the flower. o3o

[Diabolical Rhapsody]

One question?
How does the vox work? Is it our special power or something.

[Mors]

They're magical items, and each has their own abilities yes. The one you chose, for example, is more or less a wearable cloak made out of fire that doesn't burn its wearer. You can own more than one, but can't have more than one active at any time. I'll give more details on each of the specific starting Vox you've chosen later today when I put up the info cache.

Merry Christmas Eve everyone.

Edited by Mors, 24 December 2013 - 09:35 PM.