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Art and Coding Storages / Re: rising star - storage
« Last post by canxer on May 29, 2020, 10:57:09 AM »
NAME OF CHARACTER!
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I'D DO ANYTHING JUST TO FEEL SOMETHING
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Art and Coding Storages / Re: rising star - storage
« Last post by canxer on May 29, 2020, 10:49:37 AM »
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Art and Coding Storages / rising star - storage
« Last post by canxer on May 29, 2020, 10:45:33 AM »
test thread!
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Art and Coding Storages / Re: home — storage
« Last post by strelitzia on May 26, 2020, 12:18:04 PM »
   
   

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red like roses fills my dreams and finds me
always closer to the emptiness and sadness that has come to take the place of you —

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Aphelion Court / kin ― intro
« Last post by strelitzia on May 26, 2020, 12:02:19 PM »
how rare and beautiful it truly is, that we exist ――
Strelitzia wasn't someone who found joy much anymore. She was constantly on edge, constantly aware that there was people out there hunting for her across planets, no matter how far - she had a cherished power, and they wanted it. They wanted her mother and they got her too. She was now in the safe haven that was Aphelion Court, but that didn't stop her feeling tense a lot of the time.

That is, until she found a beetle. "Oh my gods." she'd taken to collecting them a while ago, a hobby suggested by her mother - she hadn't even thought about it, for so long, with the whole 'running from home' thing - but this lil' guy was quite a specimen. A male with large horns and a rough exoskeleton; he'd seen a few fights before. Liza had brought her small bug catching bag along with her, just in case for things like this, but she watched curiously as the little guy climbed up onto her paw.

Ecstatic, she let out a gasp of excitement and tried not to move as he crawled about on her fur. "Aren't you a big strong boy? I bet you could beat my dad up!" she giggled, and as he moved towards her face, she gently picked him up and placed him in her bag - thankfully most of the enviroment here was about the same, and considering her room in the temple was already filled with sand, she imagined he'd love the place.

As she padded back into the temple, she glanced about at the members and npcs walking by, as she snuck back to her room. She left the door open, stupidly, but she placed the bag on the floor, and peered at her new friend. "This will be your new home, if you like." she woofed softly to the beetle, and it peered up at her with beady eyes. "Oh my gods, you're so cute." she might have said that a little too loudly.
―― BIOGRAPHY ――
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Tribe of Frozen Stars / drunk and disorderly — decorating room / intro
« Last post by palani on May 26, 2020, 11:44:57 AM »
NOTHING CAN BREAK ME DOWN ――
His room pissed him off.

To be fair, he'd only joined recently, but the default room that he'd selected felt like a hotel. Or maybe an airport. Perhaps an operation room, where someone had their heart cut out the night before. He kinda felt bad, if his room was like this, was the rest of the Tribe's like this? "What a dump." he laughed, before glancing around - what could he do first?

The first thing, of course, was to promptly set fire to the curtains.

He doused them as soon as they were short - and burned - enough, an act that also covered his room in a dark smudge. Good. Felt like a dump already. Like him. Next was conjuring new, pitch-black bedsheets, slapping them haphazardly onto the bed, skew-whiff. He didn't... really know what else he had to his name, though.

He let out a bitter, discontented sigh - this amnesia was starting to really piss him off. Most things kinda did though. He wasn't sure why, it was just like he was sort-of angry all the time, on edge - he had no clue if this was normal or not, but it was starting to be. He let a flame grow in his paw, and sat, watching it flicker and grow brightly - it was green in color, an eerie, sickly glow. Coloured flames was something he'd never seen anybody else do; he knew it was through controlling the chemicals in the flame, probably. He curled his claws in and snuffed it out, spitting a spurt of satisfying sparks in the process, like squeezing a stress ball. Letting out a groan, he flopped onto his bed, wings splayed out behind him, as he brainstormed what to do next to his already ash-soaked room.

"Speech."
―― BIOGRAPHY ――
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Fundament / bigger than us — starting a garden
« Last post by ghost on May 26, 2020, 11:20:33 AM »
CLIMAX, DREAM, ALL IN - I CAN'T SEE THE ODDS, IT'S BLURRED ――
There was a patch of grass, a dark, odd sea-green colour, that was off to the side of the graveyard. It had likely been reserved for more graves a while ago, but something in Ghost's gut made him feel like that was a waste. It was, from what Lavenza told him, very potent soil - something uncommon in the town - and while he considered leaving it for more plots, he shrugged.

"Fuck it," he declared crudely, which, despite herself, Lavenza had a tiny giggle at, "Hey Fundament! I'm going to start us a garden! feel free to help if you'd like," he wasn't sure if anyone was around - he didn't really care. Triggering his shadow elementals, a dark shade trickled from his paws like water, clawing through the dirt to make rows - he figured some simple root vegetables would do.

"Ghost's Speech." "Lavenza's Speech."
―― BIOGRAPHY ――
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Sikhara Monastery / church organs — p, spiritrush
« Last post by ghost on May 26, 2020, 11:13:53 AM »
CLIMAX, DREAM, ALL IN - I CAN'T SEE THE ODDS, IT'S BLURRED ――
Ghost couldn't sleep - it wasn't like he really wanted to, anyway; his dreams were plagued by Adhara and his tell-tale snakes, sometimes with the only reprieve being Lavenza's blue light waking him from his nightmares. It's exhausting; maybe he needs to make an offering to Adhara soon. He wondered if there was something around the temple that would be a worthy sacrifice - the monks adored candles, incense, bells, anything to clear the mind and sharpen the soul.

He'd ended up selecting some "Dragon's blood" incense which he took back to the monestary, and on the way back to their lodgings, he stopped to admire the view off the side of the mountain. The clouds, far below them, rolled in an ocean of pale white, grey and blue, illuminated by the moon - no, planet - above them, where the tribe lived. Off in the distance, other mountains rose high through the clouds, like pillars reaching out to be grasped by the heavens above. "How gorgeous," Lavenza murmured to his right, and Ghost let out a soft noise of agreement. Glancing to the incense he bought, he quietly lit one, and placed the cone on a metal disc left by a monk, watching as the smoke pillowed up to meet the planet hung in the sky. "Ghost's Speech." "Lavenza's Speech."
―― BIOGRAPHY ――
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Chats, Plotting and OOC Discussion / site-wide weekly tasks
« Last post by grubsong on May 24, 2020, 03:14:15 AM »
hey guys, figured i'd make this thread to get plots going! if anyone is interested in getting a thread/writing prompt, post here! i thought about just putting it in fundament but i hope this'll help everybody <3

if you ask for a prompt, lemme know which clan your character is in so i can tailor it for that :0!
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Sikhara Monastery / Re: END OF THE BEGINNING — first gathering
« Last post by ghost on May 24, 2020, 03:11:09 AM »
CLIMAX, DREAM, ALL IN - I CAN'T SEE THE ODDS, IT'S BLURRED ――
Ghost peered over as the other leaders gathered - Berlioz, of Aphelion Court, and Spiritrush, of the Tribe. They were both very quiet; he was aware that he was supposed to hate Berlioz and his clan; but if anything, he was apathetic. While Adhara would likely smite him on the spot for it, he didn't really care for his god's quarrel.

Spiritrush, on the other hand, seemed exhausted. Physically, mainly; she looked a little sickly, but considering that... he wondered if that was why she was here. They were all new leaders, weren't they? in addition, there was Alina; she must have been the Tribe's deputy. Since all the clans were gathered, Ghost spoke with a weary smile. "Shall we get this going, then?" he offered mildly, before adding, "I might as well start."

He made one more glance between the clans, and then his eyes went back to Lavenza. She gave him a reaffirming nod. He turned back to the leaders. "My name, formally, is Phantomking Paleknight, but please, just call me Ghost. You, uh, likely were more acquainted with my father before me." he explains, before reaching a paw up to rub at his neck. "Adhara asked me to displace him. He's now dead, and I am assuming leadership under Adhara's guidance." displace was putting it mildly. He was tempted, for a moment, to mention how they were not as big as he'd hoped - but considering Berlioz, the other leader would likely take it as a declaration of weakness. "The mists grow thick in the Fundament's forest, and our seasonal crops will soon be growing wild. This summer will be a strong one, and we intend to be prepared." he figured that was enough; the last part was almost a veiled threat, but in honesty, Ghost had no intention of starting a war anytime soon. "That will be all from me."

"Ghost's Speech." "Lavenza's Speech."
―― BIOGRAPHY ――
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